Page 30 of With the Stars

Key sighed heavily. “Kelvin, you, Louis, Hugo and now mister tall, dark, and rarely talks, behind me.”

“I do talk. I don’t like to fill the air with nonsense. We have plenty who can do that.”

Key swung around and folded his arms across his chest. “Hmm. And tell me. Who would they be?”

“Peter is asking to see me. I’ll show him this picture and see if he recognizes him.”

“Scaredy cat!” Key shouted as Minho teleported away. He appeared outside the council chambers and stared at the closed double doors. He’d kept quiet about the meeting with the council because he didn’t want to worry Peter or Gray, who no doubt would be pissed if he had to move vampires around to cover holes left because the council had decided to move Minho somewhere else.

One of the doors opened in front of him and Minho nodded to the vampire as he stepped into the council chambers. “Minho.” Alma murmured his name as she shook his head.

“Council member Alma.” Minho bowed then stood waiting.

“You have mated a human without speaking to us first, which appears to be a recurring theme within our security department.”

“I didn’t mate him when I first saw him.”

“You waited like Louis did?”

“He had recently married when I first saw him and I didn’t want to interfere. I waited until his wife passed and I let him grieve, then approached him.”

“An honorable thing to do.”

“The right thing to do.” Minho held the sheet of paper he held up. “We may have a lead as well. Possible sighting of Maxim’s son near my mate’s place of business.”

“Ahh. You think by dangling that in front of us we’ll be lenient?” Alma smiled. “You’re right. Don’t mess up again. Tellus what you know and after that tell us about your mate. I believe he owns a café. Does he sell pastries, by any chance?”

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Minho appeared in Peter’s bedroom, watching his mate walk around naked, and enjoyed the view. He could see how their mating was changing his mate. Not a great deal but small slight changes. The gray in his hair had lessened, his body tighter, muscles more developed. In a way, Minho wished those changes hadn’t occurred. He loved his mate just the way he was, but he knew if they were to live a long life together, then Peter’s body would become the best version of itself to enable that to happen.

“I know you’re there.”

“You can sense me.” Minho walked over and ran his hand over Peter’s shoulder. “Your hearing has improved.”

“I could hear you breathing.” Shaking his head, Peter turned and looped his arms over Minho’s shoulders. “Any luck finding that kid?”

It had been over a week since Minho had spoken to Key and Gray, and they hadn’t managed to locate him. “Not yet. He’s good. He doesn’t want to be seen or found.”

“If this boy is Maxim’s son, and he’s doing something he shouldn’t be…”

“Then he would avoid being seen.” Minho sighed softly as his lips touched Peter’s. “Have we talked enough?”

“For now. Get naked, Minho. We have an hour before Rex comes home.” Minho stripped as they kissed, their tongues dancing together. Peter’s hands moved over Minho’s skin and Minho went willingly when Peter moved them to the bed. Laying back on the bed, Minho pulled Peter down with him, his arms wrapping around his mate as their kiss deepened. He couldn’t get enough. He would never get enough, but now Minho knew they had a lifetime and longer to explore the connection between them.

Peter kissed along Minho’s jaw, murmuring, “I want to be in charge.”

“You want to be on top?”

“Yes I do.”

“Then I’m yours, as always.”

Peter smiled, then kissed Minho, and Minho gasped. The kiss was powerful, dominating, and Minho let Peter have complete control over him. They kissed for several minutes before Peter moved down Minho’s body and took his hard, leaking cock in his hand. Minho closed his eyes at the first touch of Peter’s warm, wet tongue. Peter was still getting used to touching Minho this way, but with the number of times they’d had sex, his hesitancy had begun to vanish.

Sucking the head, Peter stroked Minho’s dick, causing Minho to gasp and groan. “So good. Don’t stop.”

Peter licked and sucked the head, then kissed his way down the length to suckle Minho’s balls. Minho patted around the bed until he found the lube and threw it down onto the bed to Peter. Peter picked it up and poured some on his fingers, then ran them over Minho’s asshole.

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