“As I do too,mo chroí,” Steel crooned. Sweeping Jackson up into his arms, he headed towards his mate’s study, giving him light kisses until they were inside with the door securely locked behind them. Then, after setting Jackson down on the loveseat, he knelt down between his legs before unzipping his mate’s jeans. Whether or not Jackson would admit it, Steel saw the tension in his mate’s body, so he did what was needed to relieve it. Pulling out Jackson’s cock, Steel leaned down and kissed its head before running his tongue around it.
“Oh, fuck, babe,” Jackson moaned, his head falling back against the loveseat. Burying his fingers in his mate’s hair, Jackson gripped it tightly, loving the control it gave him over Steel’s movements. Getting a blowjob from his mate tonight wasn’t on his bingo card, but he had to admit it was just fucking perfect.
It took less time than Jackson had hoped, but once his cock was buried deep in Steel's throat, there wasn’t any way to stop coming when his mate gave his mouth over to him to fuck. With the humming and moaning coming from Steel providing theicing on the cake, Jackson experienced one of the most intense orgasms he’d had in a while.
Chapter 29
After Dylon landed outside the Alpha Ghost Bear’s house, he checked to make sure each of his team members had made the trip without problems. Although cloaked from the view of outsiders, they were still visible to each other. Spotting one of the Alpha’s enforcers, Dylon pointed to a copse of trees and bushes nearby, leading his team there. Pointing at an enforcer standing guard at the back door of the house, he said, “He won’t see us, but he’s bound to see the door opening by itself.”
“I can ghost walk two people through the door without alerting him,” Zane said.
“It’ll take too long,” Glenn murmured. “Give me a minute, and he’ll be sleeping like a baby.” After receiving a nod from Dylon, he walked over, circled the guard until he was behind him and then pressed hard on the carotid artery pulsing in the enforcer’s neck, rendering him unconscious within seconds. Picking up the limp guard, he carried him over to the team and dropped him on the ground. “He won’t wake up for a couple of hours,” Glenn said. “That should be enough time for you.”
Dylon looked down at the unconscious man, then up at Glenn. “That’s a neat trick. Did the agency teach you that?”
“Nope…I learned from an old shifter in the mountains of Mongolia.”
“Right…okay. Zane, you’re up next,” Dylon said.
“C’mon, Sawyer,” Zane murmured before heading to the back door. Once there, he looked over at his cousin and said, “Take my hand and on the count of three, walk straight ahead…okay?”
“That’s it?”
“Yup…one, two, three.”
Sawyer closed his eyes and walked forward just as Zane instructed. It was the weirdest sensation he’d ever experienced. While his brain knew there was a door blocking him, he felt nothing moving forward.
“You can open your eyes,” Zane said, chuckling.
Sawyer did so, blinking several times before looking over his shoulder at the solid door behind him. “Shit…that’s amazing!” he muttered.
“So is your ability to make me totally invisible,” Zane smirked. “Ready to find Wesley and Heather?”
Nodding, Sawyer approached a door to his left and opened it, finding only a pantry. Closing it, he moved onto the next one and hit pay dirt. Glancing at Zane, he said, “You better unlock the back door so the rest of them can come in. I’ll head down and locate Theo’s parents. I’m pretty sure they need Mac’s help, cuz I can smell blood.”
“On it,” Zane said, unlocking the door and opening it. Stepping out onto the small porch, he gestured for Dylon and the rest of the team to come in while saying, “Sawyer found them and is heading down to cloak them.”
“Let’s go, guys,” Dylon murmured, leading his team to the back door.
Following slowly, Glenn walked backward, his eyes scanning the area for any more enforcers. Once the team was inside, he took up a position on the small porch where he had a clear view of the clearing behind the Alpha’s house. Using his enhanced hearing, he located some enforcers who were near his location, but determined they weren’t a threat…for the moment. Even ifthat changed, he doubted he’d need to shift unless any of them did; there were other ways to immobilize them.
Sawyer descended the old wooden steps slowly to avoid making any noise. The steps’ ability to hold his weight in their current condition surprised him. At the bottom, he found a cell containing two sleeping people inside, but hesitated to cloak them until Ollie identified who they were.
“Where’s Sawyer?” asked Dylon.
“Down there…in the basement,” Zane said, gesturing to the open door.
“Lead the way,” Dylon said.
Moving over to the basement door, Zane called out softly, “We’re coming down.”
“Hurry,” Sawyer replied. “I need Ollie right away.”
“You guys better go first,” Zane said to Mac, Ollie, and Colton. “They’ll need you if the smell of blood in the air is any indication.”
Standing at the top of the stairs, Mac peered down into the darkness below him, calling on his wolf’s eyes to see. Spying Sawyer at the bottom, he proceeded down, followed by his mate and Colton, frowning at the smell that greeted him. Blood wasn’t the only thing he smelled; urine and feces were mixed in along with dampness. He’d bet that infectious mold covered the walls and wondered how such surroundings affected the health of the captives, especially their sense of smell.
Upon reaching Sawyer, Mac murmured, “Did you cloak them yet?”