Mark's Not Gay [Brac Pack 11] (7 page)

“We have to get out of here
now
.” Caden made for the door, only to stop in his tracks, tilting his head.

His wolf hearing was superb, and he held his hand up to stop all movement. “Someone’s coming.” He looked around quickly, trying to find a place that would house all eight of them safely.

The loft.

Caden pointed up, removing his boots so he wouldn’t leave bloody tracks behind and give away their position. The taller mates shoved the shorter ones up the rickety ladder.

“No one can make a sound,” Blair warned them in a hushed tone.

They all nodded, crawling to the back, hay sticking into their hands and knees.

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Caden shoved his boots back on then peered over the side, watching as a man came through the small access door. He was holding a lantern in one hand and a shotgun in the other. These mates were human. Most of them, anyway, and none would survive a blast.

He held his breath, feeling some of the mates smashed against him shaking uncontrollably. He was a Sentry. It was his job to get them out safely. If he had to, he would shift and lead the human away, allowing the mates a chance at escape.

“I know you’re here. I saw you come in,” the man taunted in a cold and menacing voice.

Shit, they were so screwed. Blair slapped a hand over Johnny’s mouth as Oliver covered Keata’s. Should he shift now and attack the human so the mates could get away, or should he wait until the man got closer and attack as he became vulnerable on the ladder?

All his training and all his fighting skills fled at the thought of one of the mates getting hurt or killed. He was the Sentry, and he was the one who had to protect them at all costs, even his own life. What the fuck should he do?

Caden felt so helpless, like the baby everyone claimed he was.

The choice was taken out of his hands when the human walked under the loft, firing a round through the floor, barely missing Drew’s head.

Simultaneously, Drew slapped a hand over his mouth as he covered his eyes.

Shit, Caden had no choice.

He shifted, jumped from the loft and attacked. The shotgun went off, missing Caden by a hair’s breath as he sunk his canines into the man’s arm. He didn’t have to say anything, didn’t have to shout up to anyone, but the taller mates damn near threw the shorter ones down the ladder, pushing them through the access door.

Oliver stayed, wrestling with the man as Caden snapped his head back and forth. Caden kept his canines sunk into the arm that held the shotgun. The thought of this large man getting his arm free and shooting Oliver wasn’t something Caden was going to let happen.

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It had only been three days since Caden had healed, and his muscles were protesting at being used so rigorously soon afterward.

His strength was leaving him. He had to get Oliver to safety.

The guy raised his foot and kicked Caden, eliciting a yelp from him. Renewing his attack, Caden held on for dear life. Oliver was trying his best to punch the guy in the face repeatedly. The man wasn’t a small human. He resembled one of those big mountain men.

A fat, meaty hand wrapped around Oliver’s throat, lifting him into the air. Oliver was kicking as he scratched and clawed for breath.

There was only one way Caden could think to free the other mate.

Caden released the arm he was ripping at and sank his canine’s right into the man’s family jewels.

The human screamed, dropping Oliver to punch Caden in the head. The man gave a hell of a fight to free his groin, but Caden was determined to take him down. He thrashed his head back and forth, back and forth, applying pressure until his jaws almost locked into place.

Caden became frustrated when Oliver wouldn’t leave. Instead, the mate jumped onto the man’s back, trying his best to get his arm around the man’s thick neck.

Lewis burst through the door, gun raised, as he called for everyone to freeze. Maverick grabbed the shotgun from the man’s tight fist, grabbing Caden’s scruff, telling him it was okay. He could release the man now.

Caden whimpered, and Maverick understood.

“Get down, Oliver. Caden isn’t going to let him go until he sees you’re safe.” When Oliver jumped down, circling around to let Caden know he was at a safe distance, Caden released the man.

“What the hell is going on here, Oliver?” Lewis asked as he trained the gun on the man that had crumbled to his knees, holding his bloody crotch.

“Don’t know. We found theses bodies hanging, and that guy shot at us. He tried to kill Drew.” Oliver panted, bent over with his hands
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placed on his knees, gulping down air. Caden could see Oliver slightly shaking and knew the mate was trying to be brave.

“I think I found my three missing men.” Detective Lewis Keating circled around the bodies.

Oliver and Caden walked through the access door and out into the fresh air as flashing lights surrounded them. They made their way over to Mark and Micah. Caden was ushered away quickly in his wolf form. “You have a lot of explaining to do, mate.” Mark growled as he opened the passenger door of Maverick’s truck.

* * * *

Caden sat on his bed, his head lowered, as Mark paced back and forth, trying to calm down before dealing with him. Maverick had already raised the roof. People three states over probably heard him.

Drew’s eyes had dirt, small particles of hay, and splinters in them.

The wolf physician had treated him. Remi swore the
fat fucker
was going to get his. The man couldn’t be calmed until the doctor cleared Drew, saying he wouldn’t lose the use of his eye.

Caden had stepped down from his Sentry duties. The way he had frozen tonight only served to let him know he wasn’t ready for the position. Maverick and Mark both tried to talk him out of it, but it had been very clear to him that he wasn’t Sentry material. Not yet. He still had more maturing to do. If he was a Sentry worth holding the title, he wouldn’t have gone off with the mates to prove he was one of them. He would have resisted the pressure.

“I can’t tell you enough how fucking scared I was when the other mates came crashing through the front door yelling about how you and Oliver were being held by a man with a shotgun.” Mark fisted his hands at his sides. Caden didn’t like the look in his mate’s eyes. Was Mark going to spank him but not in a good way? His nerves were tightly wound, fretting over what the man was going to do to him.

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“And, to top it all off, the mates come in all scratched up. Seems two tigers were clawing them up trying to get to you and Oliver. They were so shaken up, none of the warriors could calm them down. And the icing on the cake? The man was really a shifter, a rogue shifter that was sadistic enough to torture those poor humans before killing them. According to Lewis, it was a fucking random act. Do you know what could have happen to all of you?” Mark’s voice had deepened into a growling whisper. Caden had no excuse for what they did, so he just sat there quietly.

It was amazing that, in one week, Caden had gone from being a respected Sentry to being mated to a human who proclaimed he wasn’t gay. He had been treated as though he was a baby, and he damn near got killed twice. What the hell was next week going to be like? On second thought, scratch that. He didn’t want to know.

There really wasn’t much Caden could say. All he could do was sit there and take it. They already had one grey wolf among them, Jason, who had come to replace Jasper. Now Maverick would have to replace him, all because they went cow tipping. He didn’t even get to tip one over, either.

“Get ready for bed. I’m too angry for this right now.” Caden’s mouth went dry as Mark shed his clothes then crooked his finger. “Come here.” Caden crawled over to his mate, his heart racing out of control. The large cock between his mate’s legs was red and angry, engorged and throbbing. Caden licked his lips then looked up into Mark’s eyes. He wanted that huge cock between his lips.

“Strip.”

Caden’s legs slid over the end of the bed. With shaky hands, he removed his clothing. What was Mark going to do? He didn’t think a spanking was forthcoming. His mate was too angry for that.

He flinched when Mark grabbed his forearms, tossing him on the side of the bed, belly down. His knees were thrust up onto the mattress. Caden’s knees were pushed all the way up to his elbows,
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exposing his most intimate hidings. Whatever Mark had planned, Caden hoped he flew to the stars as before.

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Chapter Five

“You’ve been a very naughty pup.” Mark ran his hands down Caden’s back then over his two tight and rounded mounds. Raising both hands, Mark let them fly.
Smack, smack.
The creamy white flesh reddened beautifully.

“I’m sorry,” Caden cried out, not with tears but with a voice that was begging for more. Mark’s senses came alive with that throaty cry.

“Not good enough. Twice now you’ve put yourself in harm’s way.”
Smack.

Mark reached into the side drawer, his hands touching the things he had brought with him. He wondered if Caden would allow him to use them. A glance at his pup told him his mate was hot and ready for just about anything right now.

“Raise your hands above your head.” Mark walked around to the other side of the bed then ran his fingers over the soft flesh of his mate’s wrists before strapping the leather cuffs on. Caden looked up at him with questioning eyes.

“If you want me to stop, say so now, baby.”

“I’m nervous.”

“I won’t hurt you. I promise.” Mark kissed each bound wrist before guiding his mate to the middle of the bed and laid him on his stomach, securing his wrists to the headboard. “You look beautiful.” Caden looked over his shoulder. His eyes, filled with curiosity and a little apprehension, followed every move Mark made.

Mark walked to the end of the bed, salivating at the flare of Caden’s ass when his mate wiggled around straining to see what he was doing.

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Mark ran his fingers down Caden’s legs, his thumbs caressing his mate’s ankles before securing them as well. Mark walked around to the head of the bed, pulling Caden’s head up by tucking a knuckle under his chin. “Are you ready?”

“Yes…sir.” Caden added the last word on quickly. Mark’s lip twitched in a smile when Caden’s legs pulled up and then his nostrils flared. Mark’s cock jerked just hearing the words of the subservient tone and seeing the fire in his mate’s eyes.

Mark released his chin and ran a finger down his mate’s spine, watching the body shiver under his touch. His eyes closed momentarily at the thought that Caden was his and not going anywhere. He wouldn’t be leaving him, moving away, or dying of old age, at least not anytime soon. Caden was his.

Reaching back into the side drawer, Mark grabbed the lube and a toy. He stood at the side of the bed as he parted his mate’s cheeks, drizzling the slick over Caden’s puckered hole. Mark leaned over, nipping the soft skin of Caden’s soft buttocks as he inserted the toy.

Caden looked over his shoulder, biting his bottom lip as their eyes met. “Relax, pup.”

His mate nodded then laid his cheek on the pillow. Caden was so obedient. Mark pushed the toy in a little further then pulled it back until only the tip of the vibrator remained. His thumb skimmed over the end of it, turning the circular wheel until the toy hummed to life.

“Mark,” Caden moaned as his hips began to thrust back then push into the mattress. Mark took his left hand and pulled the globes apart once again to get a full view of the device bringing his mate such pleasure. The toy glided in and out, humming for Caden. Mark angled it around until he knew he’d hit his mark. Caden pulled against his restraints as he tried to get to his knees.

“Lay still, or I remove it,” Mark warned.

Caden whimpered but did as he was told. Mark pushed the toy in and out at a faster rate, twisting it around as he pumped the vibrator back and forth. Caden humped the bed stiffly, trying his best to obey.

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Mark gave him slight leeway, allowing his mate the friction to help bring his pending orgasm closer.

Mark’s thumb turned the dial higher, feeling the toy hum faster and vibrate in his hand harder. He released Caden’s cheeks and brought his hand down to the sac between Caden’s legs. Mark ran his fingers over Caden’s balls, rubbing them back and forth to bring the pup closer.

Caden gasped for breath as incoherent words left his lips, his body stiffening then rapidly pumping into the bed as he shook. Caden fell silent, his face peaceful and his eyes unfocused. Mark removed the toy, turning it off before grabbing the base of his own cock to stop the eruption threatening to detonate at the pure bliss radiating from Caden’s face.

“Lift your head, baby.”

Caden’s eyes cracked open, and he obeyed. Mark tapped his cock at his mate’s lips, his mate opening and taking him in. His fingers tightened around the base. His seed wasn’t going to go down Caden’s throat. He wanted it buried deep inside his mate’s ass.

Caden sucked the nerves around the head, twirling his tongue to lap up the pre-come that was leaking heavily from Mark’s cock. For a newbie, Caden was sucking him down expertly. Mark ran his free hand through his mate’s hair, the sandy blond strands running freely through his fingers. “Good boy.”

Caden whimpered and applied a tight seal around his ministrations. Mark damn near lost it even while his fingers tightened around the base. Soon nothing would help, but he wanted to enjoy his mate giving him pleasure just a moment longer. Caden looked up at him with his lips still wrapped around Mark’s cock, lust and need burning in his eyes. Mark took a deep breath and did the hardest thing ever. He pulled away.

Caden’s lips tried to follow, but Mark bent to kiss the swollen beauties before situating himself in the
V
of his mate’s legs. Mark
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