Page 33 of His Impossible Elf Mate
There hadn’t been much time to spend with T recently, with us falling into bed too exhausted to do much other than kiss and sleep cuddled up together. Sometimes he would get me to shift so he could brush me to sleep. I’d wake in the morning with the brush on the floor and T sleeping over me.
“Oh, just showed them the error of their ways,” I finally said.
“They look terrified to breathe too deeply around you.”
“Added bonus.”
His grin was nearly as wide as mine, telling me he enjoyed how brutal I could be when it came to protecting others. We were alike in so many ways. I often forgot he was an elf with centuries of life experience on me. He spent so much time here in wonder at how we lived. He was almost like a new soul living life for the first time, not an ages old elf who had seen kingdoms fall.
Seeing that smile, the delight and affection in his eyes, had me hungry for something else.
I pushed T against the wall and covered his mouth with mine, kissing him hard. My cock thickened in my pants and I rubbed against his hard body. I wasn’t quite accustomed to seeing my elf in cargos and a t-shirt, especially with his long hair braided back in an elaborate style, but he was so hot to me in anything he wore. Better if he had nothing on at all.
T groaned as I cupped him, bucking into the touch.
Dropping to my knees, I unzipped him, only to be interrupted before I could get my mouth on his dick.
“Yo—Sir, we need you,” an elf I was yet to learn the name of barged into the room. I should have locked the door. Regardless, this guy was on my shit list. One fucking hour, that’s all I needed.
Seeing my expression, T kissed me sweetly. “I shall return soon and we can eat.”
The conflicted look on the new elf’s face suggested otherwise.
“No, you go ahead and eat when you can. Can we try again for dinner?”
He nodded, kissed me again, and left.
Dinner didn’t happen. It felt like days passed before I got to spend any time with him properly and like a gulf was opening up between us.
Something would have to give. One of our jobs? Our relationship? We couldn’t sustain things as they were. Only seeing each other for minutes at night and in the morning was killing the spark between us.
I knew the elves had too much of a hold on T to let him go. Would my pack and everything I’d built there for myself, my role as Second, be the casualty of keeping Teárlach?
The Beta Curse
Axel
With the visit to the demon realm going ahead, I was at a loss. Blake wanted to keep the team small, hoping it would hide his absence from the pack. The more people who went, the more chance there was someone would notice. I got the logic of it, but it hurt that I wouldn’t be there. Deke, as Head Enforcer, was going, which did make sense. Larken too, since he had experience with the demons, having gone on the mission to rescue Toth.
My job was to watch the people left behind, with Chase beside me. I was in charge until Blake returned.
“I hope we get to visit the orchard soon. The hell-spice apples sound amazing.” Chase was keeping a watchful eye on the path leading to the mansion. We often rotated the security jobs. Getting stuck in the same place all the time was a recipe for disaster, usually because you end up becoming complacent.
“They do,” I agreed. “Maybe they’ll bring samples back with them.”
“Oooh, I wonder what Winter could cook up with them!” My bond with Chase rang with his mental thoughts. He didn’t often close himself to me. He and his wolf were imagining all the things which could be made with apples, making my wolf also want one. Our wolves loved the apples our orchard grew. They both wondered what was so special about demon ones.
Winter would love to get his hands on demon food, something none of us had really experienced. Demons had really shut themselves away from humans, and the rest of supernatural kind, because of the way witches could enslave them with their true names.
“Hey,” Dakota said as he approached. “Kade texted to say they are coming back with Cody and Toth soon, they want to partner up. Then there’s talk of another demon who wants to discuss buying the heat club!”
Dakota might have sounded excited about it but I shared a look with my twin.
Is that wise?he asked me, just using our family bond.
I bet Kade and Blake have thought about the implications of having a demon run a heat club. Kade would never put omegas at risk of being used or manipulated. Dakota knows the laws, so if he’s keen on the idea, then there’s an angle they can work.
My brother had sound business sense. If he thought it could be successful, then he’d find a way to make it happen. There had to be an angle for the demon as well as us, but if they weren’t concerned, then I wasn’t either.
