Blood Prince [Wolf Creek Pack 4] (14 page)

“In fact,” Devlin went on, “I can think of a few shifters I think you would like. I would be happy to introduce them to you. Ben is a deputy sheriff in Wolf Creek. He’s also our pack enforcer. Marc is a long time friend of my brother, Chase. And Tommy, my alpha’s son, works as a bartender at our local pub. I’d trust any of these men with my life, Stefan. I’d trust them with my mate’s life, too.”

Zacarius watched Stefan’s brow furrow as if confused. “And you’d willingly introduce them to me even though I’m a vampire and they’re shifters?”

“Of course,” Devlin replied. “If there’s a chance someone from this coven could be the mate of someone from my pack, I’m duty bound to introduce you. A mate is a mate, Stefan, no matter who or what they are.”

Chapter 10

Devlin watched his mate carefully as they walked into his new quarters. Zacarius had been quiet since they left the great hall. Devlin didn’t know if it was something he said or something he didn’t say.

Maybe it was his actions? Devlin didn’t have a clue what vampire etiquette required of him. He went with his instincts and touched Zacarius when he felt the need to, but maybe that went against the coven code.

“Zac?”

“Yes, my darling?” Zacarius asked without turning around.

“Is there some way I’m supposed to act?” he asked. “Some rule of conduct I’m supposed to follow?”

That did get Zacarius’s attention. He turned, a look of surprise on his face. “Well, there are coven functions we’ll have to attend, of course. And as my consort, you will be expected to be at my side. Other than that I expect that you’ll act just the way you always have.”

“Then I’m allowed to touch you whenever I want?”

The grin on Zacarius’s face was as sensual as the sway of his hips as he walked across the room to stand in front of Devlin. “I insist upon it,” Zacarius said.

Devlin melted right there and then. His cock filled, his body ached, and all the blood feeding his brain drained into his groin. The sexy grin on his mate’s face fueled his desire, lighting a flame Devlin didn’t have a single wish to put out.

“Zacarius,” Devlin hissed.

Zacarius didn’t say a word. He just molded his body to Devlin’s, chest pressed against chest, thigh against thigh, and cock against cock. Devlin groaned. Just like that he felt ready to tear Zacarius’s clothes off and fuck him into the wall.

“I haven’t taken you yet, my darling,” Zacarius whispered, his voice filled with promise. “I haven’t felt your tight body wrap around me as I thrust into you, my body filling yours over and over again.”

Yep, Zacarius would kill him before anyone in the coven could. Just like that, a few sexy words spoken in a soft whisper, and Devlin became Zacarius’s slave. He’d do anything for his mate.

“Yes,” Devlin murmured. “Please, my prince.”

Devlin pulled at Zacarius’s clothing even as he leaned down to devour his luscious lips. Kissing the man practically doubled as a religious experience. Zacarius didn’t just kiss. He stroked with his tongue, nibbled with his lips, made Devlin’s knees tremble every time.

The moment his hands encountered naked flesh, Devlin started exploring. He’d covered Zacarius’s naked body more times than he could count in the last few weeks, but each time felt like the first time. There seemed to always be a new spot to discover, a new moan to be heard, a new way to love on his mate.

Devlin swung Zacarius into his arms and carried him into the bedroom. His mate wasn’t that much smaller than him, but it made Devlin feel good to know he was strong enough to carry Zacarius, strong enough to get a soft chuckle of surprise.

He carefully laid Zacarius out on the bed then stepped back to strip his own clothes off. Devlin could feel Zacarius’s eyes devouring him. The scent of his mate’s arousal filled the air, making Devlin quicken his pace.

Dropping the last of his clothing on the floor, Devlin moved to the end of the bed and began crawling up the mattress toward Zacarius. Reaching Zacarius’s body, Devlin started kissing and licking, nibbling, whatever naked flesh he could reach.

Zacarius squirming beneath him as he slowly kissed his way up the man’s inner thigh, his nose nudging Zacarius’s ball sac. He lightly traced a path over the silky skin. An agonized groan from his mate made Devlin’s heart rate speed up.

Devlin delighted in Zacarius’s cries. Knowing he brought pleasure to his mate gave him more satisfaction than an actual orgasm, and that surprised Devlin. Not since his first time did he expect to find anything that felt as good as sex.

Knowing he could experience both great sex and giving as much pleasure as possible to his mate at the same time spurred Devlin on. He leaned up and took the head of Zacarius’s cock into his mouth, nearly gagging when Zacarius suddenly bucked, sending his cock deep into Devlin’s mouth.

Devlin grabbed Zacarius’s hips, anchoring him to the bed before diving back down on his cock. He paid special attention to the underside of the mushroomed head and the small slit on top, knowing that it would drive Zacarius wild.

In the two weeks since they accepted their mating, there wasn’t a day that went by they didn’t make love. In that time, Devlin mapped every inch of Zacarius’s body with his tongue and his hands. He knew what made his mate scream in ecstasy, and he delighted in each sound.

“Fuck!” Zacarius groaned. “You’re so damn good at that.”

Devlin grinned and sucked the entire shaft into his mouth. Zacarius’s hands suddenly gripped his hair, pulling at his head.

“Stop, stop!” Zacarius cried out. “If you keep that up I won’t get to come inside of you.”

Devlin let Zacarius’s cock pop out of his mouth and glanced up at him. His face looked flushed, pinched.

“I’m too close, Devlin.”

Devlin nodded and climbed up Zacarius’s body to straddle him. “How do you want me, sexy?”

Zacarius’s hands smoothed over his chest. Devlin groaned, his eyes closing when Zacarius’s fingers tugged at his sensitive nipples. The soft touch nearly sent him over the edge.

“Come up here,” Zacarius said as he patted Devlin’s ass. “Let me get at that gorgeous cock of yours.”

Eager to comply, Devlin scooted up Zacarius’s body until his cock brushed against the man’s lips. Wet heat enveloped Devlin as Zacarius swallowed him down. Devlin groaned, unable to resist thrusting forward just a bit.

He leaned forward and gripped the edge of the headboard to keep himself upright. His legs felt weak. They trembled with each swipe of Zacarius’s tongue, each suck of his lips.

Zacarius mastered the blow job, much to Devlin’s delight. He knew just when to suck, when to lick, and when to apply just the right amount of pressure to drive Devlin out of his mind.

The occasional scrape of canine teeth along his shaft, threatening to sink in and draw out life giving blood, only heightened Devlin’s arousal. Part of him hoped Zacarius would bite. The pleasure Devlin derived from it unparalleled anything he could ever remember doing.

Another part of Devlin hoped Zacarius didn’t bite. Devlin knew he wouldn’t be able to stave off his orgasm if Zacarius bit him. The pleasure felt too intense. And he wanted to feel his mate fuck him.

Devlin almost collapsed on his mate when he felt two lubed fingers push inside of his ass. He caught himself by digging his fingers into the headboard and locking his knees into place. But it was close.

“Zac,” Devlin cried out, “hurry. I can’t—”

“Soon, my darling, soon,” Zacarius replied as he pulled his mouth from around Devlin’s aching flesh and pushed another finger deep inside of him.

It wasn’t nearly soon enough for Devlin. His body felt so sensitized that he could feel each drop of sweat dripping down his body and the very air flowing across his naked skin. If something didn’t happen soon, Devlin would lose his mind.

“Scoot down, my darling,” Zacarius directed, smacking Devlin’s ass.

Devlin quickly scooted back down until he felt Zacarius’s cock butt against his balls. His breath caught in his throat. Devlin had been having sex for a lot of years, but no man ever fucked him before.

Devlin swallowed past the lump in his throat. He felt nervous but not enough to stop Zacarius. He wanted to feel his mate take him. He needed it. Devlin grabbed Zacarius’s cock and placed it at his entrance, slowly sinking down until he felt his ass settle against his mate.

Devlin closed his eyes briefly, the feeling of Zacarius deep inside of him almost overwhelming. The man hadn’t even started to move and already Devlin knew this would be something he wanted to do often.

Opening his eyes, Devlin glanced down at Zacarius. His eyes were closed, his features tight as he gritted his jaw. Devlin knew he did everything he could not to move when every instinct in his body told him to.

If he hadn’t already started falling in love with his mate, Devlin knew he would have at that moment. Something so simple as not moving, giving Devlin the time he needed to adjust to Zacarius’s cock in his ass. It meant the world to Devlin and showed how much his mate actually cared about him.

That caring went both ways. Devlin wanted to care for Zacarius just as much. He needed to more than he needed his next breath. With that thought in mind, Devlin moved, lifting his hips and slowly bringing them down again.

Zacarius’s eyes flew open. His jaw dropped. Devlin felt the man’s fingers grip his hips as he started to move faster. Even with Zacarius’s eyes wide and wild with need, Devlin wanted more.

He leaned down and licked the skin around Zacarius’s collarbone. Zacarius squirmed beneath him. He panted, small whimpers breaking free from him. Devlin moved his lips up to Zacarius’s neck.

“I’m going to bite you, Zac,” Devlin whispered into his mate’s ear. A deep body shudder came from below him. Devlin placed his hands on the mattress on each side of Zacarius’s head. He moved his hips faster, impaling himself on the rigid cock in his ass over and over again.

“Grab my cock, Zac,” Devlin murmured. “Take me with you.”

Eager hands immediately wrapped around Devlin’s cock and stroked him to the rhythm of his hips. Devlin thought he might pass out. The pleasure of Zacarius’s touch overwhelmed him. He knew just when to squeeze tighter, just when to rub his thumb over the small slit in the top of Devlin’s cock.

Devlin reared back, his eyes meeting violet eyes looking back up at him with desperation in their purple depths. “Now, my prince.”

Zacarius tilted his head back, his eyes falling closed. Devlin leaned down and licked the skin his teeth were about to puncture. Sweet, sexy, gorgeous. Everything Devlin ever wanted in a mate, right there just for him.

Devlin heard Zacarius cry out as he sank his canines into the soft skin between his mate’s neck and shoulder. Hot, sweet blood swept over his tongue, lighting his senses on fire. Flames of desire swept through him, burning him up.

A loud cry from Zacarius, the feeling of the man’s release filling him, was all Devlin needed to send falling over the edge of his orgasm right along with his mate. Devlin pulled his teeth free of Zacarius’s flesh.

He tossed his head back and roared out his pleasure as he came, ropes of pearly wetness hitting his stomach and chest. His chest heaving, lights sparking in his eyes, Devlin dropped his head down to lean against Zacarius’s.

He could feel each small pulse of the man’s cock in his ass. He tightened his inner muscles, dragging every last drop of seed from Zacarius. A soft gasp came from his mate. Devlin growled deep in his throat. If that wasn’t the sexiest thing he ever heard, he didn’t know what was.

Devlin reached up and stroked the side of Zacarius’s flushed and sweaty face until the man opened his eyes. He smiled down at him. “You are, without a doubt, the sexiest damn thing I have ever seen in my life.”

Devlin didn’t think it possible, but Zacarius’s face flushed even more. His eyes darted down for a moment before moving back up to meet Devlin’s. Devlin frowned at the apprehensive look on Zacarius’s face.

“Zac?”

“Does it bother you that I’m not a shifter?” Zacarius asked after a moment.

Devlin chuckled. “You can ask me that with your dick buried in my ass?”

“Devlin,” Zacarius said, smacking him on the arm, “I’m serious.”

“So am I,” Devlin replied. “The only thing that bothers me is that it took me so long to find you and that I almost lost you. I don’t care if you’re a vampire, a shifter, or a human. You’re mine, and that’s all that matters.”

“You’re sure?”

Devlin grinned. “Zac, you’re the only one that has ever fucked me. Do you honestly think I would let you do that if I had any misgivings about our mating?”

Zacarius’s eyes widened, his mouth dropped open. “You’re serious.”

Devlin nodded. “Not only am I perfectly serious, but now that I’ve experienced what that gorgeous cock of yours can do, I’m hoping for a repeat performance.”

Devlin glanced down at the point where they still joined together. He could feel Zacarius hardening inside of him. He grinned as he looked back up. “I do believe I’m about to see that repeat performance now.”

Zacarius’s face turned red, but the sexy little grin on his lips told Devlin that he was more than happy to give him a repeat of some of the best sex of Devlin’s life. Devlin leaned down and brushed his lips over his mate’s.

“Now, how did we start things out last time?”

* * * *

Devlin smirked as another vampire quickly moved away from him. It happened for days now. Every time Devlin went anywhere, the vampires in the area disappeared or moved several feet away from him.

If he didn’t know better, he’d think they were afraid to catch something from him. And if his self-confidence wasn’t so strong, he might be feeling a little let down. Luckily, Zacarius kept him going enough that Devlin didn’t much care what the members of the coven thought.

Stefan seemed to be the one person that wasn’t afraid of him. The man almost became a pest, and would have if Devlin didn’t enjoy his company so much. He was a funny little guy with a ton of questions.