Jericho Junction (4 page)

“Not a demon. Kin. Athmae,” Seino corrected. ”Like you, Dark Walker.”

Before Jericho could protest, Seino released him and circled around to his front. Then the large male kissed him, and the kiss was unlike anything he’d ever felt. The musky taste of himself aroused him. No fear of disease or nastiness, not on the sweet breath of a magical creature built to please. The foreign thoughts and suggestions swirled in his mind, and he knew Seino had somehow put them there.

They connected more than physically, but mentally as well.

Seino changed the angle of his kiss, pressing harder as his fangs nipped and his tongue surged while he shoved into Jericho’s belly.

“That’s right. I’m big and getting bigger. And I’m going to fuck you thoroughly.” Seino groaned and trailed kisses down Jericho’s body, lingering on his nipples. “This fur is soft, not coarse as I suspected.”

Jericho could barely breathe, caught in a lust that threatened to rip open his heart. “D-damn it. Stop playing. Let me go. And it’s chest hair, not fur.”

He gripped his restraints hard but couldn’t get free. And then he didn’t want to when Seino continued to kiss his way down past Jericho’s breastbone, his navel, and through the thatch of hair covering his groin.

Liquid heat surrounded him as Seino took his shaft down his throat, bent low, his ass in the air. Those perfect black globes, muscular and parting, exposing that place Jericho desperately needed to be.

Male, female. Shifter or athmae, he wanted Seino. And he wanted him now. “Need to fuck. By the Bear, swallow me.”

But the bastard let him go and stood with a smirk on his face. “You thought you collared me, didn’t you, Jericho?” Seino caressed his cheek, his hair, and skated a finger along the upper curve of Jericho’s ear with a touch that shockingly aroused Jericho even more. The athmae shifted, and his cock brushed Jericho’s cheek.

“You ready to beg yet, my bear?” Seino laughed, the sound of arousal heavy in his mirth. As if he laughed at himself as well.

“Never…beg.” But Jericho was fucking close, and they both knew it. He needed to come. His cock ached and his balls hurt, hugging his body while he readied to shoot. To his astonishment, the scent of Seino in need made his mouth water. The male’s cock and balls smelt like heaven.

“Would you like a taste? What is it the humans say? Some sugar for my honey bear?”

“Fuck you.”

Seino laughed again, but an edge coloured his tone. He gripped Jericho’s hair hard, the pain exacerbating Jericho’s need to be taken. Owned. The foreign sensation of belonging spiked his breath, and without thinking about it, he opened his mouth.

Seino didn’t wait. He shoved his cock between Jericho’s lips, gagging him on it. So big and thick, the black shaft pushed and hit his throat with each thrust of Seino’s hard body. “Oh yes. That’s it. So good. Jericho.”

Hearing Seino moan his name, his pleasure, stole every ounce of Jericho’s discomfort. As if magic eased his way, he no longer gagged and instead accepted that monster cock down his throat. The scent of male musk and sex filled his mind, and he closed his eyes, awash in the feel of this male over him, in him. The grip on his hair eased, and Seino stroked his scalp with sharp nails as he fucked his mouth.

“By Banathmae, yes. Yes,” the Kin hissed and jetted down Jericho’s throat.

The spill became too much to swallow in one mouthful. But before Jericho could finish, Seino disappeared.

“What…”

And reappeared behind him. Something hot and wet prodded his anus, and then the demon entered him in one swift thrust.

He shouted at the painful pleasure that shouldn’t have been so good. Instead of feeling split in two by that huge cock, the slick glide of entry heated him from his balls to his toes.

“That’s it. Take my magic,” Seino murmured in a throaty whisper and plunged deeper. “And take my bite.”

Fangs pierced Jericho’s neck, and he shouted and jerked, grinding back into Seino and seating that cock farther up his ass. A shock of sensation seized his heart, but what a way to go. Pleasure spiralled throughout his body. He came hard as Seino continued to fuck his ass.

“More, Jericho. Give me more.” Seino licked his neck and bit him again, not as hard, but the end result was just as powerful.

Ecstasy rushed through him, and he emptied once more while Seino rode him to another climax.

They remained joined. Seino gripped his hips and pumped, and Jericho’s cock finally flagged as the last jolts of cum trickled to the ground.

His heart racing, Jericho did his best to recover but couldn’t catch his breath.

When Seino slowly withdrew, the burning sensation returned. “Easy. I have you.”

He sagged in his chains. Seino muttered something under his breath, and they disappeared. In seconds, Jericho laid on the ground in Seino’s arms. Lying on top of him.

“I never… I don’t… I can’t…”

“Shh. Relax. My venom can be quite powerful.” Seino shifted under him, and Jericho realised the Kin had another erection. “Don’t worry. That’s yours. Just as soon as you’re up for more.”

“But how?”

Seino chuckled. “Nature is a mystery, isn’t she? Our amulets are telling. But if you weren’t part Kin, this wouldn’t be happening.”

Jericho lifted his head, dizzy and confused. “Part Kin?”

“Dark Walker. That’s one of the breed of Kin rumoured to have existed down here for eons. You shifters consider yourselves to be part man. But we Kin have more in common than a shared world with the Dark Walkers. Your heritage is a gift from Banathmae.”

“The Bear in the Cave,” Jericho said with difficulty, wondering if he dreamed, or if he was, in fact, awake. He’d never come so hard, and never with a male not even of his species. But then, according to Seino, they were both Kin.

“One and the same. It’s okay, Jericho. Rest. I’ll still be here for you to argue with when you wake.”

Jericho wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, and the Kin laughed as if reading his mind and hugged him tight. Seino acted like a huge, lumbering bear on his chest weighed no more than a feather. Disgruntled yet oddly content, Jericho fell asleep.

Seino woke to the sight of Jericho glaring down at him.

“I want to know exactly what you did to me yesterday.” At Seino’s sly grin, the bear amended through gritted teeth, “Aside from the sex. I feel connected to you.” Jericho rubbed his chest. “This thing hums against my breastbone. And I can’t take it off. I can’t shift if I can’t take this off. It’ll strangle me,” he practically growled.

Understanding his concern, Seino sat up and stretched. “Shift.”

“You want to kill me?” Jericho sat on his haunches, a surprised look on his face.

“I want to fuck you again. And again. But first you need to see you’re not a prisoner.”

Jericho narrowed his eyes and stood. Slowly, a blur of light spread out from his chest to encompass his body. In seconds, a huge, brown grizzly bear stood in his place, the amulet no longer visible, but absorbed into his animal energy. The bear reared up on two legs, snarled at Seino, then dropped to all four feet and shoved his muzzle in Seino’s chest. Jericho knocked him back on his ass.

“Oomph. Bastard.” Seino tensed when the bear clamped powerful jaws around his neck. A slight squeeze and Jericho would crush Seino’s larynx. The dangerous position had the odd effect of ramping Seino’s libido. He’d wanted Jericho before, but knowing how lethal his lover could be aroused a part of him he’d never known existed. Finding a partner who wasn’t afraid or in awe of his status as Protector of the Seventh Kingdom was near impossible. Seino had never been drawn to sexual partners outside of his own kind, so to be so drawn to Jericho told him something. Then to find the bear so sexy, so fuckable… It was obvious he had some Kin in him.

Amused at the naughty part of that thought—because not long ago, Jericho had indeed had some Kin in him—he smiled.

The bear over him grunted and moved back. Then he settled that massive bulk over Seino.

Seino huffed out a breath. “Jericho, don’t—”

But before Seino could finish his protest, Jericho shifted back into a man’s form and kissed him. He ground his hard cock into Seino’s belly, and Seino answered by wrapping his arms around Jericho’s shoulders.

The bear trailed a kiss to his ear and licked the pointed tip, driving Seino mad. The sensitive shell was a hot spot, as his bear had just learned.

“I don’t know why, but I want you,” Jericho confessed. “You’re arrogant, powerful, and a friggin’ demon.”

“Kin,” he murmured and arched under Jericho’s talented tongue.

“But I want you. I don’t give a fuck if it’s because of magic or not. This is one spell that might just backfire on you.” He chuckled and nudged Seino’s legs apart. “You’re not black anymore. And that white skin is just as pretty, so pale against mine. But those eyes are still blood red.”

“So much conversation when we could be doing so much more. I thought you were eager for me, bear.”

Jericho grinned. “You want it to hurt? I’m dry, Lord Impatient. And hard as a rock. But I’m game.” Jericho tilted Seino’s ass up, so Seino hurriedly released a spell.

“Oh, yeah. That’s fuckin’ good.” Jericho groaned as warm liquid washed over his cock, courtesy of Kin magic. He didn’t waste any time and pushed himself towards Seino’s hole.

“Do it.” Seino braced himself for the pain, needing it.

He received so much more when Jericho took him.

Hard, rough, and thorough. The large male stared down into his eyes while he overpowered and conquered Seino completely. He stuffed that fat cock deep, then rocked back out, fucking with rhythmic thrusts that made Jericho’s eyes darken with hunger. He kissed Seino again, his tongue surging in time with his shaft.

The friction of Jericho’s belly alongside Seino’s shaft was painfully enjoyable. No respite, as the bear continued to pump hard.

Seino didn’t want to, but he couldn’t contain his desire. “I’m going to release. You feel so good, I can’t stop.”

“Do it,” Jericho ordered, his voice a primal growl of dominance. “Come all over us.”

Seino jerked and came hard, his ass clenching around Jericho as he continued to climax, his pleasure tenfold.

Jericho swore and shuddered, his muscles taut, his eyes closed. He didn’t stop until he’d given Seino an assful. The bear remained buried inside him, still hard and thick.

“So damn good. I don’t know what it is about you, but you’re fucking sexy as hell.” Jericho sounded almost pained making the admission.

“As are you. I love your chest, those firm muscles, the dark hair covering such tender bits.” Seino reached between them to pinch his nipples.

Jericho hissed and ground against him. “I’m horny. Got another hard-on I shouldn’t possibly have after just coming.”

“It’s your Kin coming out to play.”

“Shit. I was hoping you’d made that up, the part about me being like you.” Jericho started fucking him again, in and out, the slow glide of his penetration a hellish torment. “So the Bear in the Cave is really Banathmae?”

“Yes,” he hissed. “By the night, bear. Take your time, why don’t you?” Seino needed more. A hot blast of pain, a rough tumble that would relieve them both.

Jericho chuckled, and then his amusement faded as lust consumed them. Seino let the bear have his way, encouraging him to come again. And then he turned the tables and showed Jericho just how a Protector demanded obeisance.

Two days later, Jericho glared at his apparent mate with annoyance. Mate. His blood sang with the dance, despite Seino’s silence on the topic. Jericho still couldn’t get over it. Seino didn’t seem to have a problem being tied to a bear, but then he’d been fat and happy for the past two days shoving his cock in just about every orifice Jericho owned.

He flushed, still not sure how he, a fucking grizzly, could so naturally accept Seino’s domination. Yet aside from taking Seino twice, he hadn’t protested being forced to kneel, swallow or bend over. Not since his lover gave him orgasms that blew his ever-lovin’ mind each and every time.

While tromping through the woods in the Seventh Kingdom, he tried to figure out why none of this overly bothered him. Sex with a male should have freaked him out, even though he’d never been all that opposed to what felt good. He wondered what might have happened if he’d found a male attractive before Seino. Would he have acted on that attraction? Hell, he wasn’t a sexual prude. He’d done more than one female at the same time, and he’d liked it before the whole sex thing had turned boring.

Like the rest of pack life, until recently. One thing he could say for the Protector. Seino was anything but ordinary.

He stopped when Seino stopped. A sniff told him there was nothing out of the ordinary, but he sensed the energy thickening around them. Without thinking about it, he pushed in front of Seino and held the male behind him, arms outstretched.

“What, by Banathmae, do you think you’re doing?”

“Shut up. Something’s coming.”

“Yes, I know.” Seino shoved Jericho to the side.

Another thing Jericho secretly liked about the male. His strength. At home, he was the strongest bear he knew. Though Rudra could and had used her magic to make a point, only through that magic could she or Fenris best him. A sorceress or werewolf could damn near beat any shifter. But no one else came close to ordering him around. Truth to tell, he only followed Rudra because he loved her. She was his sister, his family, since he’d learned what family meant.

Yet here he was, taking it up the ass for a hot demon with control issues.

“Kin. And I’m not the one with issues,” Seino said casually.

“Get the fuck out of my mind,” Jericho warned. Again. Ever since they’d donned those amulets and fucked each other silly, Seino had been creeping uninvited into his mind when he felt like it.

“If you don’t want me in, block me.”

“Fine. But I—”

Master Fel suddenly appeared in front of him. Not having anticipated company so soon, Jericho launched a fist at the old man’s head. It would have connected had the male not turned transparent, allowing Jericho’s arm to shoot clear through him.

“Oh, hell,” Seino muttered.