Jasper (30 page)

As
much as Trevor wanted to be alone with Jasper, he was glad Travis was coming
with them to pack up his apartment. It would not only get him out of Frey’s for
a while, but also allow him to see where he and Molly were going to be living. In
the five years he’d lived there, Travis had never visited. For some reason,
Trevor always went to visit his brother.

Sixx
and Dane were on their way with the moving truck. Even though Theron was out of
the country, Jasper made Trevor and Travis stay in the Jeep until he searched
the area outside the complex. When he felt it was safe, they all headed upstairs.
Trevor punched in the code to his new security system and turned the alarm off.

Trevor
stepped into the living area, taking a look around, trying to imagine seeing
the place through Travis’s eyes. When Trevor saw it for the first time, it had
been empty. He had been able to envision where he wanted everything. Since he
was now able to see colors, it was as if he as seeing it for the first time all
over again. “Are you going to bring your furniture, or do you want to keep
mine?” he asked his brother who was taking in the room as well.

“I
don’t know. Maybe keep your living room suite, but use my bed? I really like my
mattress,” Travis said softly.

“Sure,
whatever you want. I’m going to start in the bedroom. Jas, do you want to pack
the books?”

“You
trust me with them?” Jasper asked, bumping into his shoulder. That simple touch
sent a pulse of need coursing through Trevor’s body. When he opened his mouth
to tell Jasper
not really
, he couldn’t miss the lust he saw. Maybe bringing
Travis along wasn’t such a good idea. Then again, Dane and Sixx would also be
there, and he and Jasper couldn’t very well disappear for a quickie with
Gargoyles in the next room. They could hear everything.

“Travis,
will you please take the pictures down for me?” Trevor asked as a knock sounded
on the door. Before he could answer it, Jasper was there, looking through the
peephole. He unlocked the three deadbolts and opened the door to Sixx and Dane.

“What’s
the plan?” Sixx asked.

“Travis
is keeping the living room furniture. Everything else goes,” Trevor explained.

When
Travis stood unmoving, Trevor nudged him. “No, that’s not Desmond Rothchild.”

“I
was wondering. They look a lot alike, but Desmond is in his early twenties if
I’m not mistaken,” Travis said.

“He’s
twenty-three, to be exact. I’m his father,” Sixx explained. “I didn’t know he existed
until Matthew brought it to my attention that I had a doppelgänger. When I saw
his name, I knew he was my son.”

“Have
you thought any more about what you’re going to do?” Jasper asked as he folded
a box and put tape on it.

“Actually,
I have. When this mess with Theron is done, I’m going to California. I need to
talk to Desi’s mother before I spring my existence on him. I have no idea what
Desirae has told him, and if he thinks I’m dead or just a deadbeat dad, I don’t
want to ruin his concert by popping backstage and surprising him.”

“I
hope it works out for you, Sixx. And I hope you’re back in time to go to the
concert with us,” Jasper told the Goyle.

“Me,
too. Now, where do you want Dane and me to start?” he asked.

With
the five of them working together, it didn’t take too long to get everything
packed up and on the moving truck. Trevor left anything Travis wanted since
Jasper’s house was already furnished. It was after one in the morning when the
last box was unloaded off the moving truck, and Dane and Sixx were headed home.
Since they were close to Frey’s, they dropped Travis off so Jasper and Trevor
could begin unpacking.

Trevor
stood with his hands on his hips, looking at all the boxes piled up in Jasper’s
house. He didn’t realize he had so much stuff. The bookcases were already in
place against the far wall of the living area. The space had been void of
furniture, as if it were waiting specifically for Trevor to fill it with his
stuff. His bedroom furniture was now in one of the spare bedrooms. The journals
he had retrieved from Dante were the only items he was unsure where to put.

Jasper
walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around Trevor’s waist. “Welcome home,
Baby.” Jasper nuzzled his nose against Trevor’s neck. Trevor tilted his head to
the side giving Jasper plenty of room to do whatever it was he planned on
doing. Trevor was already getting hard from Jasper’s mouth working against his
skin. He had planned on unpacking his things, but his lover had other ideas.

Jasper
gripped his throat in one hand while his other worked its way underneath
Trevor’s shirt. His mouth never stopped kissing and sucking at the skin of his
neck and shoulder. Behind his ear. His earlobe. The hand that was under his
shirt found a nipple, his fingers tweaking the already hard point. When Jasper
wedged his hard cock between Trevor’s cheeks, his own dick filled out even more
with the tip leaking.

“Jas…”

Instead
of responding, Jasper moved his hand down the planes of Trevor’s abs until he
got to the button of his jeans. The pressure on Trevor’s throat increased as
Jasper released Trevor’s erection from the confines of his pants. Trevor
reached his arms behind Jasper, pulling at his ass, bringing their bodies
closer still. When Jasper gripped Trevor’s cock and ran his thumb through the
slit, Trevor’s knees came close to buckling. A whimper left his throat, but he
couldn’t help how it sounded. His lover already knew how to touch him. The
assault on his neck alone was enough to bring him to orgasm. Jasper must have
sensed he was ready to blow, because he stopped what he was doing and picked
Trevor up like a bride being carried over the threshold and took him upstairs
to the bedroom.

In
this position, the intensity in Jasper’s eyes was not to be missed. They were
no longer the bright blue he was still getting used to. They were darker.
Trevor had read of the seas turning dark during a storm. He imagined Jasper’s
eyes were the same, and he was ready for the storm his lover was going to
unleash on him in the bedroom. He wanted Jasper to let loose of his beast, give
it free rein whenever they were alone together. Thinking about it caused his
prick to pulse in anticipation. Before Jasper placed him on his feet, he curled
Trevor’s body up and slid his cock down his throat. Trevor threw his head back,
enjoying the fact his man was strong enough to do something so erotic. After a
couple of pulls, Jasper put him down and said, “Clothes. Now.”

Trevor
removed his clothes while Jasper took his off. As much as he wanted Jasper to
take him, he needed to taste his Gargoyle more. He dropped to his knees,
Jasper’s beautiful erection eye level. He didn’t hesitate to take it in his
mouth. Trevor grabbed Jasper’s muscular thighs, reveling in the feel of all
that power underneath his fingertips. Jasper’s cock was a steel rod encased in
soft velvet. His thighs were as hard as his erection, but covered in soft,
furry skin. The growls emanating from Jasper’s throat were music to his ears.
The slight pain of Jasper pulling his hair sent shivers down his spine. It was
almost sensory overload, and Trevor was on a high that no drug could equal.

He
worked Jasper’s cock like he was feasting on his last meal. Trevor slid his
hands up Jasper’s legs, around to the round globes of his ass cheeks. He was
curious about rimming Jasper. How would he taste? Would he like it? Would
Jasper like it? Trevor pulled off Jasper’s cock and licked at his ball sack
while pulling his cheeks apart. He was ready to do some exploring. He looked up
at Jasper and ordered, “Turn around.”

Something
flashed in Jasper’s eyes, but he did as Trevor told him. Neither one of them was
vocal when they were in the bedroom, other than grunts and moans, but he wanted
Jasper open to him. “Bend over the bed for me.” Jasper obeyed and spread his legs
farther apart. Trevor placed kisses on Jasper’s ass before taking small bites.
Using his thumbs, he separated Jasper’s cheeks so he could get a good look at
his pucker. Using the flat of his tongue, he licked his way from Jasper’s
balls. Jasper moaned softly. Trevor did the same thing again, only this time
when he got to Jasper’s hole, he pointed his tongue and breached the tight
entrance.

Jasper’s
scent was heady, musky, and oh so enticing. He delved his tongue into his
partner, in and out, until Jasper growled out, “Trevor…”

Trevor
removed his tongue, replacing it with his finger so he could tease Jasper’s
prostate. He knew he was poking the bear, or the beast, but he wanted Jasper to
feel how good it was. As soon as he hit the spot, Jasper growled louder. “Trev,
fuck me. I need you inside me.” Yep, he’d poked the beast. He removed his
finger and grabbed the lube off the nightstand. He applied a generous amount to
his cock before coating Jasper’s hole. He needed to get Jasper ready to take him,
but Jasper instructed, “No, no fingers. I need to feel your cock buried deep
inside me now. Just do it.”

Trevor
did as Jasper ordered, though he did try to enter as easily as he could. As
soon as his cockhead breached the first ring, Jasper pushed back, impaling
himself. “Baby, I need it hard. Fast. I want you to let loose, Trev. Show me
what you got.”

Trevor
was surprised at Jasper’s words. He had hoped Jasper would eventually want to
get a little rough, but knowing his past with Theron, he thought it would take
a lot longer for him to trust Trevor. His heart swelled knowing Jasper already
trusted him enough with his body to take what he wanted. Give Jasper what he
needed. Trevor pulled out to the tip and slammed back in. He stopped, waiting
for Jasper’s reaction. “Yeah, that’s it. Just like that.” Trevor did it again,
this time with a little more force. With each thrust into Jasper’s hot body,
his lover moaned and growled simultaneously. Trevor felt the vibrations running
through Jasper’s chest. Trevor grabbed on to Jasper and gave him what he asked
for. He wanted to jack Jasper off, but he couldn’t let go of his hips. He would
blow him afterwards.

“Fuck,
Jas, I’m gonna blow. I can’t… keep…” His orgasm hit him hard. Trevor shouted
Jasper’s name as he pounded his ass through each spurt of release. With the
final spasm, he fell onto Jasper’s back, trying to catch his breath. “I’m
sorry.” He had gotten carried away, and he had probably ruined things with
Jasper.

“Trev,
stand up,” Jasper ordered.

Oh,
shit.
He had
pissed Jasper off, and he was probably going to ask him to move back out. He
stood up, and pulled his now spent dick out of Jasper’s body.

Jasper
rose from the bed and turned. Instead of a look of anger, Jasper’s face was
filled with one of bliss. “What in the gods’ names are you sorry about? You
gave me exactly what I wanted. What I needed. Baby, that was perfect.”

“Oh.
I thought maybe I was too rough.” He searched Jasper’s eyes for the truth, and
there it was, shining brightly in his back to blue orbs.

Jasper
framed Trevor’s face in his hands and kissed him. The kiss was filled with so
much love that it overwhelmed Trevor. Tears pricked the backs of his eyes, but
he refused to let them fall. When Jasper broke the kiss, he said, “Hang on a
minute.” He rummaged around in the pocket of his jeans before returning to
Trevor. Jasper, buck ass naked, got down on one knee and grabbed Trevor’s hands
in his. When Amelia asked Jasper when they were getting married, Jasper had
immediately said next October. He thought Jasper was joking, just appeasing the
curiosity of a little girl. But his lover was on bended knee in front of him. Trevor
couldn’t breathe.

“I
was going to wait, but after what you just gave me, I can’t. Trevor, I’ve spent
the last two hundred years afraid. Afraid to open up to anyone for fear of
getting hurt. Emotionally and physically. Afraid I was going to spend my long
life alone and lonely. Now I have you, the perfect mate. Being a Gargoyle, the
mate bond is all that’s needed for our kind. But I want more. I want it all
with you. I want you to be my husband. I want the world to know what you mean
to me. Trevor, will you marry me?”

Even though he stopped at the jewelry store earlier that day,
Jasper had planned on waiting to ask Trevor to marry him. He sure didn’t plan
on being naked with jizz running down his legs when he proposed, but he
couldn’t wait. Trevor had given him the best present ever when he took over his
body forcefully without hurting him. He showed Jasper what it meant to be with
someone who loved him. Trevor surprised him when he took control and told him
to turn around. For a brief moment, Jasper had actually been scared. Then his
beast reminded him this was Trevor, their mate. He wouldn’t hurt them. Trevor
had put aside his own insecurities to make Jasper feel good. Giving a blowjob
was one thing, but a rim job was on an entirely different level.

Jasper’s body wanted to explode while his heart was
rejoicing. He knew then that Trevor was the perfect mate. He would make Jasper
feel good while taking control. Now, here he was, naked in both body and soul.
When he saw the tears in Trevor’s eyes, he was afraid his mate was going to say
no, but he should have known better. Should have had more faith in Trevor.

Trevor
got down on his knees in front of Jasper so they were on an even level.
“
Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Jasper
slid the titanium ring on Trevor’s finger and kissed his knuckles. “This ring
is temporary. I have something special in mind for our permanent bands, but
they will take a while to be crafted. Until then, please wear this as a symbol
of my love for you. My commitment to our lives together.”

“I’d
be honored,” Trevor said before launching himself at Jasper. Jasper caught him
and rolled their bodies to the floor. He kissed his mate, and almost
immediately his cock was ready to go again. He had shot his load onto the bed
when Trevor came inside him. When they broke the kiss, Trevor asked, “Why
October?”

Jasper
pulled him to his feet and kissed his nose, his forehead, and his cheek where a
dimple was hiding. He didn’t want to talk now, but he would answer Trevor’s
question. “Because that’s when the Northern Lights will be in full view in
Scotland,” he said as he went into the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth. Once
he cleaned himself, he returned and gently wiped Trevor’s cock. As he cleaned
the half-hard shaft, it began coming back to life.

Trevor
responded, “Oh.”

Jasper
tossed the cloth aside and kissed Trevor’s neck down to his chest where he
tongued both of Trevor’s hard nipples. He licked his way down Trevor’s stomach
to his cock that was swelling.

When
Jasper sucked Trevor’s cock into his mouth, Trevor muttered, “Ohhh.” Jasper got
Trevor good and primed before instructing him to get on the bed. With his mate
wearing his ring, Jasper made love to Trevor. Sometime around four a.m., they
fell asleep, thoroughly entwined around each other and thoroughly sated.

The
next few days were pretty much the same. Jasper dropped Trevor off at the
morgue. If Dante wasn’t at work, Mason or Lorenzo would hang out with him while
he worked. Jasper picked him up on his way home from the station, and they hung
out with Travis and Matthew at Frey’s until bedtime. Rafael had come to visit
Travis, personally extending the invitation for him to work at Stone, Inc. Once
Travis was settled into the apartment, he would begin going to the office a few
days a week, getting acquainted with his new job.

On
Saturday, Jasper, Trevor, Sixx, and Dane went to Travis’s house in Athens and
packed it up. They moved all his things with the exception of the living room
furniture into Trevor’s apartment. Once he was situated, Travis would go get
Molly and bring her to her new home. Sixx was overseeing getting the house
cleaned and ready to be sold.

Jasper
instructed Uri to send the text to Theron. He was as strong as he was going to
be, and he wanted to get this over so he and Trevor could really get on with
their lives together. Nikolas, Julian, and Sixx worked around the clock at the
lab, keeping an eye out for Theron’s return. When they questioned Sergei
regarding their mode of transportation, he told them Alistair had several jets.
The only time they flew commercial was when they had been tailing Sophia. While
they were waiting on Theron, the clan members with family were basically on
lockdown until Theron was taken care of.

The
text to Theron made it clear that if he wanted his sister to remain alive, he
was to come to Jasper’s house. Jasper and Trevor had their first big argument
as a mated couple. It was Sunday, and they were at family day at the manor.
Breakfast was over, and instead of doing their own thing, everyone was
discussing the situation with Theron. Jasper insisted Trevor stay at Frey’s
with Travis while he was fighting Theron. Trevor insisted he be there at home
while it was going down. It wasn’t that Jasper was afraid he was going to lose;
he didn’t want Trevor to see the beast when he let it loose. Jasper already got
lost inside his head while he was training with Urijah. He was afraid Trevor
would be scared of him if he saw how violent he could be. Jasper knew it would
be a close fight. Theron had his own beast, and the Goyle was evil inside. He
had nothing to lose while Jasper had everything to lose.

When
Trevor lost his temper and showed Jasper a side of his mate he never thought
he’d ever see, Jasper was stunned. If he was being honest, he was also a little
turned on. Trevor told him, “If you think for one second I’m going to hide like
a scared little bitch just because I’m a human while you are fighting to the
death, you’re sadly mistaken. I have no doubt you are going to take him down,
and I will be there to see it. End of discussion.” The fact Trevor told him off
in front of a houseful of Goyles, including Rafael and Kaya, was surprising.
Trevor stormed out of the backdoor, and Jasper stood there with his mouth open.

“Now
that was impressive,” Kaya said, grinning. “I didn’t know he had it in him.”

Jasper
groaned and ran his hands down his face. He didn’t know whether to go after
Trevor or give him some space. Dante made the decision for him. “I’ll go,” he said
and headed out the back door after his assistant.

The
room got quiet when Connor walked up to Jasper and handed him a folded piece of
paper. “I think you should see this,” he said. Jasper took the paper and
unfolded it. Connor had drawn another one of his visions. It was sort of morbid
that such a young child would have to see details of such a violent nature.

“Can
I keep this?” he asked the boy.

“Of
course. Maybe it will help you.” Connor cocked his head to the side for a
moment. Jasper was afraid he was having one of his visions, but he looked up at
Jasper and smiled before walking off.

Jasper
turned to find Isabelle and asked her, “What was that about?”

“He
doesn’t always share his visions with us. Only the ones he thinks we need to
know about now. I’ve asked him why, and he says there are things we must decide
for ourselves.”

“He’s
too smart to be six,” Jasper muttered before looking at the drawing once again.
Several of the Goyles had gathered around so they could see the picture. Jasper
passed it around, and when it was returned to him, he knew in his heart Trevor
should be there with him when he fought Theron.

Jasper
walked out the back door onto the patio. He reached out with his senses and
found Trevor in the garden. Even though it was winter and there was snow on the
ground, Jasper had been in the garden enough to know that it was still a
sanctuary no matter the time of year. Jonathan had been M.I.A. during the last
few family days, and Jasper was afraid the faithful servant’s health was failing
him. He prided himself in taking care of the grounds while Priscilla took care
of the inside of the manor. Jasper sent up a silent prayer for the older human.

He
took a seat at the outside table and closed his eyes. The drawing Connor had
given him showed him bleeding in several places. He knew it was going to be a
close battle, and he was ready to receive a few strikes. Jasper was going
through the motions of battle in his head when Dante and Trevor came running
out of the garden. “He’s here,” Dante said.

“Here?
At the manor?” Jasper asked. He knew Dante was referring to Theron, but he
couldn’t be there at the manor.

The
back door opened and Rafael said, “Jasper, Nik’s on the phone. Theron’s plane
landed about ten minutes ago. He’s in a black SUV headed north.”

“It
will take him about thirty minutes to get to your place if he drives straight
there,” Dante said.

Jasper
reached for Trevor’s hand. “Let’s go. I want to be ready when he arrives.” If
Trevor was surprised at his change in attitude, he didn’t show it. He laced
their fingers together and followed him to the Jeep. Jasper knew the others
would be along behind them. Maybe it was a good thing it was happening today.
All the mates and kids were in one spot at the manor.

Travis
came running after them and said, “I’m coming with you.”

Jasper
saw the determined look in his eyes, and he knew it was only right that Travis
be able to face his girlfriend’s murderer. Hopefully, after this was over, and
Jasper had taken Theron out, Travis might sleep a little better at night. The
ride home was quiet. Trevor linked their fingers together again and offered his
strength silently through their bond. Travis sat pensively in the backseat.

When
they arrived home, several vehicles pulled into the driveway behind them.
Nobody said anything as Jasper unlocked the house and made his way upstairs.
Trevor followed him into the bedroom and sat on the bed as Jasper went into the
secret room to gather his claymore. Trevor already knew about his hidden space.
Jasper had shown it to him so he could hide his journals there alongside
Jasper’s own secrets.

Silently,
Jasper removed his clothes and donned his kilt. If he was going into battle, he
was dressing for it. When he stepped out of the closet, Trevor gasped. To
Trevor, he probably looked like a character straight off the movie screen, but
in that moment, he was no longer Jasper Jenkins, detective. He was Phelam
O’Donnell, warrior.

Trevor
rose from the bed and stepped up to Jasper, pulling his face down for a kiss.
“Tonight, after this is over, I want you in bed wearing nothing but this,” he
said, tugging at the plaid colors of the O’Donnell clan.

“It’s
a deal,” Jasper agreed. If Connor’s vision was correct, Jasper would be
wrapping his mate in his kilt in a few short hours.

Theron
was dead unless he disposed of his lover and got his sister back. For a
Gargoyle who hated humans, Alistair was obsessed with his adopted daughter.
When Theron couldn’t get in touch with Kallisto or Sergei, he knew they’d been
taken. He never should have left the humans to deal with the Stone Clan. They
bested him in Greece, so it shouldn’t be a surprise they would get the jump on
his sister. He tried to hide the fact she was missing from his father, but
Alistair wasn’t one to be ignored. When he couldn’t get in touch with Kallisto,
he demanded Theron tell him where she was. He had no choice but to be honest
with his father.

He
had seen his father angry, but when the possibility of Kallisto’s demise at the
hands of his enemies was presented, Alistair was beyond irate. He had
threatened Theron before, but never had he come as close to taking his head as
he had the night before. If Theron didn’t return Kallisto to Greece safely,
Theron might as well not return himself.

He
had not shown his father the text he received from Sergei’s phone. When he saw
the intricate knotwork, he knew then Phelam had somehow survived the poison.
Nobody else would have known the exact way he had suspended Phelam all those
years ago. He should be impressed that his lover had not succumbed to death. He
should be. He wasn’t. He was pissed. Instead of driving straight to Phelam’s
home in the woods, Theron pulled off the freeway and checked into a hotel room.
He knew he was as strong if not stronger than his former lover, but his Phelam
had grown. Matured. He wasn’t the same subservient Goyle he’d been two hundred
years ago.

Theron
had to admit this could be the end. He had considered bringing other Goyles of
his own clan, but this was his fight. Something he and Phelam had to face
alone. If it was to be the end of his many years on this earth, he was going to
have a last meal as well as a last good fucking. Theron grabbed his overnight
bag from the seat beside him, double checking that his ropes were included among
his extra clothes.