Heaven's Hell [Brac Pack 13] (6 page)

“It’s a scary one, so all you faint hearts grab someone to hold on to,” Blair warned before hitting the play button.

Heaven was terrified by the time the movie was over. He and Johnny were huddled together with their fingers entwined.

“I–I’m going to bed.” Heaven ran upstairs and jumped under the blankets, trembling every time he heard a noise. The big old house rattled and groaned a lot, making Heaven ready to pee his pants.

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He screamed like a girl when a hand reached under the blanket, grabbing him around his ankle.

“Relax, it’s me.” Murdock pulled Heaven into his arms. “You’re shaking. What’s wrong?” His mate rubbed his back, making soothing sounds in his ear.

“She tried to run, but the man caught her in the woods and trapped her and cut her.” Heaven raked his claws out. “She tried to get away, but he killed her then cut her up then hid her body then lied to the police then went after her family then killed them, too, then…”

“Hush, I got you.” Murdock held him close. “Now, you die, too.” Heaven woke up screaming, thrashing around until a body squashed him. “Get off of me!”

“Heaven!” Murdock yelled, but Heaven kept crying, fighting to remove the weight on him.

* * * *

“Damn it, Heaven.” Murdock yanked his mate from the bed, wrapped him in a sheet until he was snug, and then sat on the floor with him in his lap. “Wake up, baby.”

“No, you’re not real. You want to kill me.” Heaven bucked, trying to free himself.

“No more scary movies for you. Do I make myself clear?” Murdock demanded. His mate scared the shit out of him with that fucking girly ass scream.

“You’re not real. You’re not real. You’re not real.” Heaven looked like he was having a mental breakdown. Murdock didn’t seem to be getting through to him.

Standing with Heaven in his arms, Murdock grabbed his cell.

“This better be important.”

“Mr. Armstrong, its Murdock. How the hell do I get Heaven to calm down?”

“Watched a scary movie?”

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“Yes.”

Windstorm clucked his tongue. “Never let him do that. Rub behind his right ear, talk soothingly to him, and this is gonna sound weird, but feed him ice cream.”

“Thanks. Sorry, but I gotta go.”

“Later.”

Murdock tossed the phone down, ran downstairs with his mate still babbling, and skidded to a halt in the kitchen.

Shit, he had to put his mate down to get the damn ice cream.

Murdock looked around, knocked everything off of the counter and laid Heaven there. Reaching into the freezer, he grabbed the container of strawberry ice cream. Not caring, he dug his fingers in, shoving them into Heaven’s mouth as his mate mumbled.

Murdock set the container down and began to rub behind his mate’s ear.
It wasn’t working.
Why the hell wasn’t it working?
Shit, wrong ear. Heaven began to settle when Murdock stroked behind his right ear. “It’s okay, baby. I got you. No one is going to hurt you.

You’re safe.”

“Is it really you?”

“It’s M&M.” Murdock smiled as Heaven leaned into his hand, closing his eyes as Murdock rubbed behind his ear. “See, its okay.”

“I dreamt that you came into our room, pulled me from under the blanket and cuddled me while I told you about the movie then you said you was gonna kill me next.” Heaven clung to Murdock.

“No more scary movies, understood?”

“I won’t.”

Murdock picked Heaven up. “Come on, baby. Back to bed.”

* * * *

“Who the hell destroyed my kitchen?” Shit, Murdock could hear George all the way upstairs. He had forgotten all about it.

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“I think we’re in trouble.” Heaven hid under the blanket.

“Me, too.” Murdock joined him.

“Think we can sneak out?” Heaven whispered under the covers.

“We could try and make a break for it.” Murdock tossed the blanket back. Heaven giggled as they hurriedly dressed, ran out of the front door and around to the back of the house.

“Freedom!” Heaven whooped as he jumped around with his arms in the air.

“Come on, let’s go for a run.”

They both stripped down and shifted. Murdock led the way since this was his home turf. Heaven ran beside him, nipping at his neck playfully as they ran. Romping around, Heaven was acting like a puppy, jumping around on his front paws, his hindquarters jutted into the air.

Far enough away from the house now, Murdock shifted, falling onto the ground and laughing when Heaven lapped at his face. “Shift, mate.”

“Why? I was having fun.” Heaven pouted after he shifted and landed on Murdock’s chest.

Murdock rolled them, Heaven ending up on top. “Because, I want you to ride me.”

“Ride you?” Heaven’s expression was comical.

Murdock hitched his hips with Heaven straddling him. “Ride me.” Murdock rolled them again, placing Heaven on his hands and knees.

“First, though, I need to get you ready.” A long line of spittle escaped from Murdock’s lips, coating his mate’s crease, and then Murdock spread it around his tight hole.

“Murdock.” Heaven moaned.

“Now, ride me.” Murdock lay on his back, entwining his fingers behind his head. His mate sat on his groin, grabbed his cock, and fumbled all attempts to impale himself.

“Need help?” Murdock quirked a brow.

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“If you want me to screw you, then yes.” Heaven squeaked when Murdock pulled him forward, his hands landing on Murdock’s chest.

Grabbing his cock and holding it upright. “There you go.”

* * * *

Heaven planted his feet, reached back to feel the direction his mate’s prick was at, matched it to his hole then breached the barrier.

“Got it?”

“Uh-huh.” Heaven nodded, slowly lowering himself as Murdock placed his hands back behind his head. He was still sore from his claiming but continued on until he bottomed out.

“Ride me, baby.”

Heaven blushed. Never before had he had sex in this position. It opened him up, made him self-conscious while his mate watched him with lustful eyes. Placing his hands back on Murdock’s chest and planting his feet on the ground, Heaven began to move up and down.

Oh god, it felt so damn good.

Murdock groaned. Heaven shifted around, uncoordinated at first until he found his rhythm. Murdock grabbed his hips. “Lean back.” Heaven did as Murdock took over, slamming up as he pulled Heaven down. Heaven could actually feel his mate’s cock growing thicker. He wondered how he looked from Murdock’s view until his mate thrust deeper and his brain quit working.

Heaven lay forward, kissing Murdock sloppily as he impaled himself over and over again. Heaven’s head fell back, and he focused on the electricity shooting through him. He leaned back, wrapping his arms behind him and around Murdock’s knees.

Murdock bit his bottom lip and pulled Heaven down harder, faster. Heaven felt his cock bob up and down, slapping his mate on his stomach as Murdock threw his head back, arching his back as he came.

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Heaven followed close behind. Two strokes and pearly ropes shot out onto Murdock’s chest. Heaven fell forward, draping himself across Murdock’s.

The man was simply a fucking god,
Heaven thought as he lay there trying to catch his breath.

“We have to shift. You’ll get too cold in human form.” Murdock turned them sideways as he slid out, with Heaven protesting the loss.

Murdock chuckled. “I know.”

Heaven shifted, Murdock following suit. He nudged Heaven, encouraging him to head toward the house.

* * * *

Maverick watched the two wolves trotting out of the forest from the kitchen window. He was relieved he didn’t have to take Murdock out. The burden had eaten at him. It would have been devastating to them all had he no choice but to do it…and he would have.

Turning away from the pair making their way to the kitchen, Maverick sought out his mate. His mind was filled to capacity, his heart heavy with the responsibility of an Alpha. He needed the gentle touch of his mate, a safe harbor he could relax in if only for a moment.

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Chapter Five

Heaven sat in the den quietly as his eyes followed the five-foot-tall human wearing blue latex gloves. The guy walked over to the coffee table, squatted down at the end, eyed the surface, and then moved the coaster holder over an inch. Smiling at his work, he nodded at Heaven then walked out.

Okay.
That wasn’t weird in the least. Heaven had heard about Nero and his OCD, but damn, an inch? Curious, Heaven got up and followed the shortest mate.

Nero stopped midstride, pulled off his gloves, reached into his right pocket, and doused himself with hand sanitizer. The scent stung Heaven’s nose. He then pulled a fresh pair from his left pocket, slid them on, and then pulled a small sandwich bag from his back pocket and disposed of the used gloves into it. Sealing them in tight then carrying them between two pinched fingers as if they were biohazardous.

“Hey, nutter.” The warrior, Gunnar, picked Nero up, kissed him on the lips, and then carried him away. If the guy was afraid of germs, then why was he allowing his mate to kiss him? Shaking his head, Heaven headed back to the den.

“So, you’re Heaven?”

Heaven turned to see one of the mates coming into the den. He had amethyst colored eyes. Pretty cool. “And you are?”

“Name’s Cecil.”

Heaven knew that name. A name Murdock warned him away from. The guy didn’t look like Satan’s son. He was a little cutie, not a
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fire-breathing demon bent on the mates’ destruction, as Murdock had put it.

“So what do you do around here for fun, Cecil?” A gleam entered Cecil’s eyes. Maybe Murdock wasn’t that far off.

“Glad you asked.”

“Am I going to regret asking you?” Oh yeah, that was definitely a devilish gleam.

“Now, why would you say that?” Cecil asked casually. “I have such a bad rep around here with the warriors. They’re just mad because I know how to have a good time while they sit around acting stuffy.” The mate shrugged. “Besides, with a name like Heaven, you have to be a good luck charm.”

Heaven snorted. “Buddy, you must not know me then.”

“Point taken, but I still think you would be a good luck charm for us.”

“Just exactly what am I being a good luck charm for?” Cecil patted Heaven’s leg and stood. “You’ll see.” Heaven had an urge to throw salt at Cecil, pick a penny up, toss a horseshoe at Cecil’s head, or go out and eat a rabbit. He would digest the foot. Extreme situations called for extreme measures, and Cecil would qualify as extreme, according to Murdock.

Heaven left the den and went up to his room. Murdock was standing at the dresser staring at his black case. “What’s this?”

“My scissors, comb, and oddities.”

“You cut hair?” Murdock looked impressed.

“I do. I have my cosmetology license but haven’t found work in the Eastern pack.” Heaven ran his hands through his mate’s blonde strands. “You could use a haircut.”

“Let me shower first.”

Heaven bit his bottom lip as he watched his mate disrobe. He could make a fortune if he took pictures and sold them online. That’s how
damn fine
his mate was. Heaven dropped to his knees and licked a path up that tight ass.

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“Fuck, I thought I was going to shower.” Murdock moaned but didn’t move away.

Heaven took that as a green light and licked the backs of Murdock’s legs while his hands played with his mate’s muscled cheeks. He lay kisses on the tantalizing skin, making his way back up then around to a very impressive throbbing cock.

Heaven ran his face over his mate’s sac. With his heightened sense of smell, the aroma permeated every fiber in him. Heaven’s hands skated up and down Murdock’s well-developed thighs, basking in the knowledge that this wolf was his.

“Suck it,” his mate pleaded with an unsteady voice.

Heaven grabbed the base, levering the large shaft toward what he hoped would be divine pleasure for Murdock.

“I promise it won’t bite.” Murdock leaned forward, placing his hands on the wall.

Heaven stared at the weeping head for another moment, wondering if he should torture his mate just as he had been. Hell, he didn’t have the patience for that. Heaven opened and took his mate all the way down his throat.

“Oh my fucking God!” Murdock shouted as his hands came off of the wall and clamped down on Heaven’s head. “Don’t you dare stop.” Heaven didn’t intend to. He constricted his throat muscles like a snake swallowing its prey. Murdock was babbling above him, whimpering then moaning. Heaven mentally high-fived himself for making his mate come unglued.

Heaven dug his nails into Murdock’s thighs as he let his throat muscles ripple around the hardened, silky shaft.

“Gonna…oh yeah…you better…oh hell…” Murdock rose to the balls of his feet as he tried to make his cock go so far down Heaven’s throat that he would feel the head poking at his ass.

“Right there.” Murdock let out a screech that could only be described as the highest decibel of the vowel
E
as hot cum shot down his throat. What the hell was that noise his mate just made?

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Murdock’s hands once again slammed onto the wall, only this time he was panting for breath as Heaven let the softening cock slide from between his lips.

“Were you trying to suck my soul out through my cock?” Murdock’s legs shook, and then he dropped to his knees.

“Nope, just trying to pay you back for torturing me.”

“Fuck me, man. Pay me back anytime you want.” Murdock pulled Heaven into his arms and held him tightly to his chest.

Heaven pulled his limp and sated mate toward the bed. “You better take a vitamin or a Viagra because you are about to fuck me until I feel your cock tapping on my tongue.”

“So graphic.” Murdock chuckled.

Heaven pulled his shirt over his head then quickly wiggled from his jeans. “Tell that to Mr. Happy.” Heaven grabbed his cock and shook it for his mate.