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“Drakon is running a sweep through town, making sure that no remnants of Bagwell's influence remain. It's a bloody business, but he brought it on himself, and now it's time to wipe this city clean.” Victor told them.
“Is Tank Bagwell dead?” Pike asked. His tone carried an urgency that conveyed his fear for the safety of his beloved. Victor glanced over at him poignantly and gave a half smile.
“Not yet, but he will be.” He said. “The Master is talking to him.” Victor chuckled and dismissed them. Pike took a long, relaxing breath and knew that his beloved was safe. Whatever plans Bagwell had to take over the city, they were dead at this point, along with him.
"I'm glad this is over," Hugh said as they left Victor’s office. “That Pack was an affront to every decent shifter in the city. I was getting tired of putting out fires.”
“It will be a while before I let my guard down where Scott is concerned. The attack today nearly tore my heart out. Seeing him with that jackal was something I never ever want to repeat.” They stopped at the elevator. “Not having him with me in my arms right now is really hard.”
"I bet he's feeling it too, my friend. He'll be here soon, and you can claim your beloved. He's a fine man, Pike, and a gift for sure." He reached over and patted his shoulder. “You guys will work this out. He has a dangerous job, and so do you, but you also have each other; that is all that really matters." Pike nodded and agreed. "Go get ready for him, he'll be home soon."They parted, and Pike headed up to his apartment to shower and change.
CHAPTER SEVEN
He was waiting outside watching for Scott's arrival, and when he pulled into the alley, Pike directed him to the underground garage. Just seeing him was getting his heart racing and his blood pressure skyrocketing. He followed him in and was there when he stepped out of his vehicle.
Pike pulled him into his arms and kissed him breathless. “I missed you desperately.” He admitted while holding him close.
"I ached to see you again, Pike. Is this part of the bond, this raging need to be near you?" Scott asked and leaned his forehead against Pike’s shoulder. “I feel so right with you.”
“Once we complete our bond, the raging need that you’re feeling now will temper a little, or at least that's what I've been told. But we will always be drawn together, and our needs will always have an edge of fierceness because we are a Fated pair, we were meant to be.” Pike was so pleased with Scott’s relaxed and eager attitude. The man had endured much over the past few days, but it hasn’t affected him and hasn’t interfered with their destiny.
“I know that.” He said with an infectious smile. “The awareness you told me about has been working overtime today.” Pike started walking toward the bedroom. “I know so many things now. I see people on the street and I really see them now.” He annunciated. “I never would have guessed that there were so many paranormal beings living in Chicago.”
“They’re all over the world, my love.” Pike understood Scott’s need to know more and more, but explanations were failing him at the moment, as his mind was consumed with completing his claim. There was time for talk later, but right now, all he wanted was to put his mark on his beloved to secure their bond for all time and for all to see.
They burst into the bedroom, and Pike pushed Scott backward onto the bed. He bounced once and then, with a smile, pulled Pike down on top of him. "Yes, this is what I've been waiting for." He said in a distinctive growl.
Pike pinned his hands behind his head and kissed him hard and sloppily, taking his lips in an embrace that enflamed and titillated. When he broke the kiss, Scott followed, trying to recapture. "Easy, my love, this is just the beginning." He held Scott’s hands in place with one hand and released the fastening of Scott's jeans with the other, spreading the sides open and realizing, to his utter delight, that Scott was not wearing boxers.
“Yes, yes, just as it should be wild and natural and all mine.” He spoke as if to himself. He made quick work of Scott’s jeans, stripping him from the waist down with little effort. The sight of that magnificent cock hard and waiting had him eager to taste.
Pike released Scott’s hands but told him not to move. “If you move, I quit.” He smiled with a dark glint shining in his eyes. Scott gave an enthusiastic nod, and Pike began by taking thatlovely cock into his mouth slowly at first, but then he built it to a mind-numbing speed and a pressure that had Scott panting and begging to move.
Pike chuckled and told him to stay still. "I'm trying, but it isn’t easy.” Pike drove his fingers into Scott’s hole and watched his toes curl.
"You're killing me, Pike."
“I haven’t even started.” Pike once again took his cock into his mouth and ravaged it, taking everything he wanted while pounding his fingers into his hole, loosening and stretching. Scott squirmed and begged, but did not move. He brought him to the edge of release over and over, but never let him come.
Finally, he plunged three fingers inside, sensitizing the hot, moist channel, and took Scott's cock down his throat, squeezing and forcing him to completely let go. Scott came in an explosive rush, coming so hard he stiffened and failed to breathe as he came apart in Pike's talented hands.
Scott thought he would lose his mind with the overwhelming pleasure rocking through him. The wave after wave of sharp and excruciating sensations brought spots to the edges of his vision. If this was what the future held for him, he would live and die a very happy man.
Those fingers worked his channel setting every nerve on fire. He wanted to be filled so badly he couldn’t stop the pleading that poured from his lips. He was pathetic in this man’s arms, and it didn't matter because Pike saw him completely; there was no faking it or games going on. This was all real, blatantly andopenly real. It was the purest relationship he'd ever had, and he never wanted to lose it.
Binding himself to Pike was something he wanted with the depths of his being. Having him in his heart, his mind, and his life was beautiful, and he wanted it to be forever. Fate had chosen him for the vampire soldier, and he would be forever grateful.
Suddenly, the fingers were gone, and a bereft feeling struck him, and he involuntarily whined. "It's okay, my love," Pike whispered, and Scott instantly felt settled. The man was a magician.
Suddenly, he was flipped to his stomach, and Pike was pushing his legs apart. His strength and agility constantly shocked him. Pike was now naked, and the sight of his amazing, toned body sent a tremor through Scott's body. Just looking at the man could get him off the hook.
Those fingers, slick and reckless, were back and doing wonderful things to his aching channel. "Are you ready for me, Scott?" The question came on a whisper near his ear.
"Yes, yes." He panted in desperation, coloring his tone. He was completely debauched, and he didn't care; all he cared about was getting that fat cock in his ass as soon as possible. His body was literally vibrating with the need of this man.
Pike slammed inside in one thrust, impaling Scott on his hard cock. A brief gasp was followed by a sharp intake of breath as Scott adjusted to the invasion. "You're so tight, my love." He heard Pike talking, but his mind was consumed with the sensations burning him down from the inside out. “I need you so badly. You’re mine now, mine forever.” The words were possessive, loving, and beautiful to hear from a lover who was giving you the pleasure of a lifetime.
The hammering began, and Scott felt his ass lift from the bed. Pike was holding him up and forcing his cock as deep as possible. Scott had never felt so full, so complete, and so cared for.
