Glenn, Stormy and Hagen, Lynn - Pax's Blues [Lady Blue Crew 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) (16 page)

Remy rolled his eyes as he started to follow after Gigi. He glanced back over his shoulder and stared at everyone.
“Bob?”
he mouthed, his eyes wide, then turned to follow after his mate.

Colt started to chuckle. Crank followed right after him, then Tank and Blade and finally Livewire. Pretty soon, the entire room was roaring with laughter.

“Bob? Gigi is naming his puppy Bob?” Colt couldn’t wait to find out what Pax called his puppy. It was bound to be entertaining.

* * * *

“You see those?” Pax knelt down and pointed to a pellet the doctor had dropped for the slugs. “You can never, never, never, never eat one of those. No sniffing, licking, or eating them. Not even a teeny tiny taste. They are very, very, very, very bad for you. Understand, Hercules?” Pax stared at the little puppy with a stern face, as if conveying to the puppy how grave the situation was. The puppy gave one small lick to Pax’s chin before pulling back.

Hercules?
Colt chuckled as he watched Pax lecture the puppy once more before standing.

“And you are not allowed to go anywhere without letting me know first.” He wiggled his finger at Hercules but glared at Colt.

“I said I was sorry, little bird,” Colt groaned. “I promise never to do it again. Hercules and I will always check in with you first before going off on any hairy missions.”

Pax cocked his head as his fingers played over the puppy’s fur. Hercules seemed content to stay in Pax’s arms forever if his pet parent just kept right on rubbing him that way.

“What does hairy have to do with it? I just want you to say good-bye.”

Colt walked over to his mate, cupped his face, and then locked eyes with the man who made him look at life through innocent and wondrous eyes. “I’ll never say good-bye to you, little bird.”

“But you said—”

Colt laid a finger on Pax’s lips to quiet him. When Pax hushed, Colt went on. “I’ll never say good-bye to you, little bird. But I’ll always tell you that I’ll be back. Because I’ll always be back, Pax, no matter what happens, I will always return to you.”

Pax held Hercules close, his eyes brimming with tears. “That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

Colt cursed when he saw the tears. His little bird wasn’t supposed to cry. This was a happy moment, there should be smiles and lots and lots of thank-yous. “Hercules, huh?”

This seemed to do the trick. The tears stopped, and Pax held the puppy up in the air, staring him right in his little eyes. “Yep, because he may be small, but he’s got strength in him. I can see his mist. It’s gold.”

Colt had wondered about the whole mist thing. “You still can’t see mine?” he inquired.

Pax lowered Hercules and cradled him in his arms, petting the puppy down his soft-looking coat. “No.”

“No matter. You already know what kind of person I am.” Colt wiggled his brows as he led Pax back to their quarters.

“A pervert.” Pax giggled as he trailed behind Colt. When Colt gave his mate a hurt look, Pax giggled even more. “Okay, a sex fiend, a sex god, a very horny hawk shifter.”

“Horny for you.” Colt mentally rolled his eyes at how corny he sounded. Only Pax could bring out the softer, more romantic side of him. Colt shook his head. He was such a goober when it came to Pax.

“What are you doing?” Pax demanded when Colt began to strip.

“Uh, getting naked?” Wasn’t it obvious? It seemed pretty damn obvious to him. Colt hesitated. He never stopped to think that maybe Pax wasn’t in the mood. It would totally suck, but he’d back off if his mate wasn’t.

Pax covered Hercules’s ears as he whispered, “We can’t have sex in front of our puppy. We’ll traumatize him. He’s way too young to learn about sex.” Pax glared at Colt as he bounced the puppy gently in his arms.

Colt stood there stunned. He wasn’t quite sure what to say to that. He wanted a night of many appreciative blowjobs, fucking, and plenty of cuddling. Colt hadn’t anticipated this reaction.
Think, damn it!
Colt racked his brain for a solution. He almost laughed out loud when he thought of one.

Grabbing his com link from his pants, Colt slung it onto his ear.

“Yeah?”

“I need a babysitter, or more precisely, a puppysitter.” Colt crossed his fingers…and toes.

Livewire chuckled in his ear. “Why? Did the little blue guy read you the riot act? Serves you right,
Dad
.”

Colt pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling desperate. “Are you gonna puppysit Hercules or not?” He really didn’t have time for Livewire’s bullshit. He wanted some ass, and the mechanic was going to watch Hercules.

“Sure, should I pick the little fellow up, or will he be driving to my quarters for a night of board games and scary movies?”

Colt was rethinking Livewire as his choice. Would Hercules be safe? Images of wild parties and alcohol played through Colt’s mind. He could just see Hercules and Livewire out cruising for guys. “Never mind.”

“I’ll do it. Stop your bellyaching. I’m on my way.” The com link beeped its disconnection as Colt stared at Pax, praying Livewire knew what he was doing and that his little bird wouldn’t string him up by his balls for this one.

“We have a sitter, little bird. He’s on his way.”

Pax eyed Colt as he petted the puppy. “Who?”

“Livewire?” Colt studied Pax’s face for his reaction. When his mate’s face lit up and he nodded, Colt let out a whoosh of relieved air from his lungs. One problem solved.

Colt met Livewire at the door a few minutes later when the man buzzed the intercom to their quarters. He was anxious to get Livewire and the dog gone so he could attack his mate. But he should have known it wouldn’t be that easy.

“Okay,” Pax said as he handed Hercules over to Livewire, “remember, no scary movies. It’ll give him nightmares. And no sweets after nine o’clock. It will make him bounce off the walls. He also needs to be taken potty at least once every two hours.”

“Anything else I need to know, Dad?”

“Don’t let him talk to any strange puppies.”

“Strange?” Livewire’s eyebrows shot up. “Have you met the crew? They don’t get much stranger than them.”

“But they’re not strangers, Uncle Livewire. They’re family.”

Colt stifled a chuckle as Livewire blinked at Pax. “Okay, if you say so, Pax,” Livewire finally replied. “Anything else?”

“Here, you’re going to need these.” Pax held out a small bag of doggie treats. “Don’t give him too many before dinner, or he won’t eat it.”

Livewire rolled his eyes when Pax leaned in and made kissy noises with Hercules. He walked back toward the door, stopping besides Colt to glare at him. “You so owe me for this.”

Colt just rolled his eyes and pushed Livewire out of the room, closing the door behind the man. He turned around and leaned back against the door. His eyes widened when he spotted Pax stripping his clothes off.

Colt grinned and rubbed his hands together. “Now, about that sex-god thing…”

Chapter 10

“This is called a propulsion system.” Livewire pointed to the large machine in front of him. “She usually talks, but the cockless worms ate her wires. But don’t worry, Uncle Livewire plans to get her back to singing again.” He rubbed Hercules’s head as he pulled a small snack from his pocket and fed it to the puppy.

“Don’t tell Pax I used the word
cockless
. He may not be so understanding that guys just have to be guys, you know?”

“Is everything all right?”

Livewire stiffened when he heard Imlay’s voice from behind him. The doctor was the last person he expected to see down in engineering. “Cargo bay is the other way,” he said without turning around.

“I’m well aware of where part of my shipment is being kept.”

Livewire growled. That hoity-toity tone was really starting to work on his nerves. Couldn’t the doc let his damn hair down and be like everyone else? What did he have against laughing and simple conversation?

“Never find your mate,” Livewire whispered to Hercules. “It’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Trust me.”

“Are you talking to your abdomen?” Imlay asked when he stopped behind Livewire.

“No, I was talking to Goliath, my cock,” Livewire purposefully teased Imlay. He knew, just like everyone else aboard this ship, that Imlay was against sex, which is what aggravated him the most. Who didn’t love two hot and sweaty guys rolling around tightening each other’s bolts?

Livewire heard Imlay harrumph behind him. He smiled down at Hercules and winked. “Now if you’ll excuse me. My cock and I have a date with the media room and the vid-screen. It’s going to be a fun filled night of sweaty cowboys and popcorn for us.”

He kept his front away from Imlay so he couldn’t see the pup as he walked out of engineering.
Let the doc analyze that one.

“You’re not really going to…to…to masturbate in the media room, are you?” Imlay sounded shocked.

Livewire chuckled as he climbed the stairs, not giving the guy an answer. He walked Hercules to the media room and started his favorite western on the large screen as he and Hercules got comfortable. Livewire damned near swallowed his tongue when he saw Imlay from the corner of his eye trying to hide beside the doorway. His head was peeking out slightly as he watched Livewire. Maybe there was some hope after all, he thought as he and Hercules settled in for a night of movie watching.

* * * *

Pax groaned as he felt Colt’s cock slide into his ass. His fingers curled, fisting a handful of bedsheets as his mate lifted his hips higher. Pax spread his legs apart, giving Colt enough room to fuck him properly.

“Mine,” Colt murmured softly as he pulled back and then thrust into Pax’s ass. It gave Pax a thrill to hear that word. Colt could never say it enough in Pax’s opinion.

“Uh-huh.” Pax’s forehead rolled back and forth over the sheets as an arm wrapped around him. His skin felt like tiny electrical explosions were set off when Colt began to lay kisses across his back.

His mate was attentive and gorgeous, giving Pax the full package. He gasped when Colt hooked an arm under Pax’s leg and lifted it, thrusting harder into his body. Pax had to put all of his weight onto his own arms but felt Colt holding him up with the arm wrapped around his chest.

Pax undulated, begging with his body and soft cries, for whatever Colt would give him. A tremble crashed over Pax when Colt nipped at his shoulder. “Bite me.”

Colt teased him instead. He lapped at Pax’s skin as the hand lying on his chest pinched at his nipple, sending even more shockwaves throughout his body. Pax groaned.

“My little bird like that?” Colt’s deep and sultry voice whispered across the shell of his ear.

“Yes,” Pax hissed when Colt tweaked it again. Soft dry lips traveled down his spine and then trekked back up, a tongue following in its wake. Pax reached under his body to grab his cock, but Colt nipped his ear.

“Don’t touch it.”

Pax whimpered.

“I’ll take care of that as soon as I’m done with this.” Colt thrust into Pax’s ass on the last word, making Pax cry out. Colt had never been this slow and torturous before. Pax loved and hated it all in one.

“Make me come,” Pax pleaded with a trembling voice.

“Soon, little bird, soon,” Colt promised as he quickened his hips, grazing over Pax’s kill zone over and over again. He was going to come, whether Colt wanted him to wait or not. Pax’s cock had a mind of its own right now, and the thorough way Colt was fucking him was going to send Pax over the edge very soon.