Jarrett, AJ - Miles's Awakening [Warriors of the Light 1] (Siren Publishing Allure ManLove) (4 page)

Ever so slowly, he moved forward. Miles grabbed the back of his legs to pull them up to his chest, giving Ben better access for entry into his ass. The view was sublime to Ben’s eyes. Miles’s hole shined from the lube and twitched as Ben brushed his cock against the tight muscle. Using his hand, he guided his prick to the small opening and pushed through the gripping muscle.

Ben clenched his jaw tight as the smoldering heat of Miles surrounded him. He stopped halfway inside Miles and had to do all he could not to come on the spot. Miles didn’t give him a choice on the matter for long. His mate dropped the hold on his legs and brought his hands up to push against the headboard. Before he knew what was happening, Miles speared himself the rest of the way onto Ben’s cock. They both gasped at the sensation.

“Fuck me,” Miles said breathlessly.

Ben wrapped his hands under Miles’s shoulders to use as leverage to push and pull him down onto his dick. The fast-paced rhythm satisfied both their wants. He could feel his orgasm pooling in his balls, signaling release wasn’t far away. Reaching between them, he grabbed Miles’s stiff cock.

He leant to the side, keeping up his thrusts into Miles as he jerked the rigid cock in his hand. Pre-cum oozed from Miles’s slit, making the strokes easier on the delicate flesh. Miles closed his eyes tight and emitted a loud cry as his seed shot out his cock, covering his chest. Ben didn’t let loose his hold. The sight of Miles coming undone gave him the boost he needed to fall over the edge into oblivion.

Ben’s eyes fluttered shut as his head fell back, the tendons bulging out against his neck. His hot cum filled Miles’s tight hole, coating his inner walls the way no one would ever get the chance to do now. Miles was his, and he wouldn’t let his mate get away from him.

He rocked his hips into Miles a few more times, enjoying how Miles’s ass clamped down around his cock. Being inside his mate was heaven. After all these years, he felt young and rejuvenated, able to face another thousand years if Miles stood by his side.

When both their movements stopped and their breathing evened out, Ben gently pulled out of Miles and lay on his side. He stared at Miles and loved the smile that graced his mate’s lips. Miles was spent and relaxed all from their lovemaking.

Miles turned to look at him. “That was amazing.” His brow furrowed. “But you didn’t bite me. Why not?”

Ben started to laugh. “You watch too much TV. I’m not a creature of the night, nor am I the living dead. Yes, I have to drink blood to survive, but I don’t bite everything in sight.” He smiled mischievously down at his mate. “But if you want me to bite you, I can arrange that.”

Miles’s focus was on Ben’s mouth. “Is that how we become mates?”

“No, it’s not.” Ben flopped down on his back. “To become mates we have to perform the blood-sex-magic ritual.” He knew what Miles’s next question would be, and he hated having to explain the particulars in becoming mates.

“Blood-sex-magic?”

He turned to look at Miles. “Yes. We have to mix our blood then I cover my dick in our joined blood then I fuck you and fill you with my seed.”

“Eww. That sounds messy and not very hygienic.” Miles started to giggle.

Ben sat up. He couldn’t tell if this was a good kind of laughter or the beginnings of hysteria. “Miles, are you okay?”

Miles gulped for breath and waved a hand in front of him. “I’m fine. But seriously, it sounds disgusting. Blood and cum? Not a combo I would have ever paired.”

He could see the humor in that. Ben joined Miles’s laughter. After a few minutes Ben pulled Miles close to cuddle. Satisfaction filled him as Miles burrowed in close. The silence carried on for a while.

“See, according to our witch in the CPB council, semen is the root of love for both men and women. And blood is what gives life.” Ben shrugged. “They are both powerful liquids and when combined, create the mate bond.”

“So when do you bite me?”

Ben rubbed lazy circles on Miles’s back. “Baby, what is with the fear of me biting you? I won’t if you don’t want me to.”

Miles ran his fingers through Ben’s chest hair, causing his skin to pebble in goose bumps. “It’s not that I’m afraid to be bitten. I just want to know when it’s coming.” Miles sat up to gaze down into his eyes. “You know what I mean?”

Ben brushed his lips against Miles’s. “Of course I do. Just to let you know, when done right and in the heat of the moment, you won’t feel a thing.” Ben winked at him.

Chapter Three

“Who the fuck are you?”

Miles startled at the sound of his cousin screaming. He felt the mattress shift as Ben jumped up and ran out the bedroom door. Miles climbed from his bed and wrapped the sheet around his hips. If there was an intruder, or worse, Malcolm in his home, he didn’t want to be caught naked. On his way out of the room, he grabbed a towel for Ben.

“What the hell are you doing in my home? And who the fuck are you, and why are you naked? Sweet Jesus, where’s Miles? Miles!”

When he reached the kitchen, he saw Trevor ghostly pale and holding a knife in front of him. He waved the blade from side to side like a madman. If Trevor only knew that wouldn’t protect him against Ben. The dark-haired man standing opposite Ben was someone Miles had never seen before. Ben didn’t seem concerned with his presence so he must be a friend not foe.

He walked between the two burly men, tossing the towel toward Ben as he passed.

“Trevor, calm down. I’m fine.”

“I–I–I–came in, and this big dude was sitting on our couch.” Trevor stuttered out.

“This is Ben, and this is”—Miles turned to look at the newcomer—“I have no clue.”

“Sorry, Miles, this is my next in command and best friend, Quinn.” Ben wrapped the towel around his hips and moved to stand next to Quinn.

He gripped his sheet tighter then stuck his hand out to Quinn. “Nice to meet you. I wish it was under different circumstances.” The man shook his hand and returned Miles’s smile.

“What the hell is going on here? You’re acting like it’s freaking teatime or some shit. And why are you naked? Did I come home during a late-night hookup?” Trevor rambled on. “We really should have a code for this type of thing.”

Before he could speak, Ben’s voice echoed off the walls. “This is no one-night stand. I’m his mate.” Ben pointed a finger into his own chest with every word he spoke.

Trevor arched a brow as he looked between Miles and Ben. Miles shrugged his shoulders. What could he say? It was the truth no matter how crazy it sounded. It must be insanity to Trevor’s ears as well. He watched as his cousin opened and shut his mouth like a fish gulping for air. If the situation wasn’t so dire, it would have been funny to watch his never-without-a-word cousin speechless.

“Here, Trevor, have a seat. We have some things to discuss.” Miles pushed Trevor into the nearest chair. Before he could take a seat, Ben grabbed him around the waist and positioned him on his lap. He tensed at first then relaxed back into Ben’s strong arms.

* * * *

The scratching of the chair on the kitchen floor brought Ben’s head around. Quinn had scooted closer to Trevor and was eyeballing him like an exhibit at a museum. It was weird and out of character to say the least.

“What’s going on with you?” Ben asked as he nodded with his head toward his mate’s cousin.

Ben watched as his friend pulled his black hair into a ponytail.
He had noticed this gesture over the years that indicated Quinn was stalling. He tightened his grip around Miles then cleared his throat.

“I’m just being cautious that this one doesn’t brandish a knife on us again. This little fucker is fast,” Quinn said as he scooted even closer to Trevor.

“Me! You’re the one who tried to tackle me when I walked into my own fucking apartment. If anyone needs to be watched, it’s you, buddy.” Trevor scooted his chair further from Quinn and closer to him and Miles.

“Enough, you guys. We get it, everyone was caught by surprise.” Miles turned to grab his cousin’s hand. “Trevor, there are some things I learned tonight, and in order to keep us safe, I need to tell you.”

Over the next hour, Ben listened while Miles explained to Trevor all he had learned. The interesting part was that Trevor took it better than Miles did. He didn’t interrupt or walk away. Trevor sat and listened like a good little boy, which Ben found surprising since the guy tried to knife him and Quinn when they first met.

“So what do you think?” Miles asked Trevor as he squeezed Ben’s hand tight.

“Hum. What do I think? I think my ass is going to call it a night and chalk all this up to you getting your hands on some really bad weed.” Trevor stood up and pushed his chair under the table. “This night has gone from bad to completely bizarre. First me and Tim break up, and now you’ve lost your fucking mind. Hopefully in the morning I’ll realize this was all a bad dream. Good night, gentlemen.” Trevor waved a hand in good-bye to them all.

“You have a boyfriend?”

Ben and Miles both turned at the low growl coming from Quinn. If Ben didn’t know better, he would have said his good friend was jealous.

“Had. I had a boyfriend. We wanted different things. Oh, and I’m not big on sharing, like that lying, cheating bastard.” Trevor turned to look down at Quinn. “And why am I telling this to a man who thinks he’s a vampire? I’ve got to get some sleep.”

“Trevor, this is for real. These guys are vampires, and there is a bad vampire after me and I’m going to guess after you, as well, by association.” Ben nodded when Miles turned to him. “Please, Trev, I wouldn’t make something like this up. You know me better than that.”

Trevor crossed his arms over his chest and let out a deep sigh. “I know, but this is already a shitty night and now vampires and witches? It’s all a lot to take,” Trevor whined.

“Here, let me make this simple for you.”

Quinn stood up and went to stand in front of Trevor. Trevor took a step back, but Quinn grabbed his arms. In a flash, Quinn lowered his fangs. Ben watched as Trevor gazed up at Quinn with a look of utter fascination. Miles had given him a similar look earlier that evening. When Trevor raised a finger to touch the pointed peak, Quinn let him. He watched as his friend’s eyes slowly closed, as if the slight touch aroused him. He definitely needed to talk with Quinn about what was going on between him and Trevor.

“Oh my god, they are real.” Trevor tried to wiggle Quinn’s cuspid loose.

Quinn reached up and gently pulled Trevor’s hand away. “We wouldn’t lie about something this important. Trust in what your cousin has told you.”

Miles stood up, and Ben let him go to Trevor. “Everything is going to be okay. Remember, always together.”

“Never apart.” Trevor finished Miles’s sentence with a smile.

Ben watched as his mate embraced his cousin. The love he felt for the other man was similar to what he had for Quinn. Speaking of Quinn, he turned to see what his reaction to all this was. Quinn looked indifferent, but the gleam in his eyes gave him away. There was something going on here, and he would need to discuss this in length with his friend when they were alone. If Trevor was who he thought he was to Quinn, this could become an issue.

“I hate to interrupt, but, Ben, I did have a message from Benedict for you.”

“Oh really? What does my father want now?” Ben scoffed. His father hated giving over control to his only son. Even after a thousand years, he thought Ben couldn’t do anything right.

“He wants you to report back to him on what took place tonight. I didn’t tell him about the new development with Miles here.” Quinn waggled a finger in Miles’s direction. “I thought it best you break the news to daddy dearest.”

“Thanks.” Ben stood up. “Let me get dressed, and I’ll meet you out front.”

Quinn nodded his understanding and walked out of the kitchen. Ben grabbed onto Miles’s hand and led him back to his bedroom. Once inside, he gathered his clothes and proceeded to get dressed.