Sweet-Delight[ Brac Village 1] (11 page)

Ross glanced at the office door as he chewed on his bottom lip. Kenway swore the glass out in the bakery was UV-proof, but he was still scared shitless to find out. Just the small exposure he had when wounded had been painful as hell.

The bakery was finally up and ready for business. Baker was in the kitchen baking up a storm, but admitted he needed help. Someone was coming by today for an interview. All Ross had to do was see if the window worked, or if he was going to become a crispy-fried vampire.

“Stick your finger out there and see what happens,” Kenway suggested behind him. “But I was guaranteed no UV rays would get past that window.”

“And if it doesn’t work, you can get your money back. I’ll just be dead. I’m pretty sure I can’t file a lawsuit if I’m a puff of barbequed vampire smoke.”

Kenway made testing the window out sound so damn easy. It wasn’t his life if the dang thing failed.
“One finger.”
Ross flipped Kenway off. “There’s your finger, buddy.”
Kenway shook his head as he grabbed Ross’s hand and pulled him toward the door. “Try.”
Ross’s heart was hammering in his chest.. He was a creature of the night. Why couldn’t Kenway see this? Vampires and sunlight did not mix. When they did, a pile of ashes was what they got. A vampire could withstand the sunlight for a short amount of time if it was early dawn or late dusk—although he would have to be old or halfblooded. Ross was neither.
“Wait, wait,” Ross said as he pulled back, feeling as if he were going to pass out. “Let me do this on my terms.”
Kenway let him go. “Are you that afraid?”
“What if I put you in a suit that was supposed to be silver-resistant and then told you to jump into a vat of the stuff? How would you feel?” Ross moved away from the door.
“I hadn’t thought about it that way,” his mate admitted. “You don’t have to go out there if you don’t want to. I just thought it would be nice to have you working beside me. You can stay in the office and work.”
Ross knew he would give Kenway anything he wanted. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for the buffalo. But going out into a shop in broad daylight was on the bottom of the I’ll-do-anything-for-you list.
“I’m going to head out into the bakery. I need to meet with the guy applying for the job to help Baker.” Kenway leaned in, giving Ross a kiss. “I’ll be back.”
Kenway smiled at him, but Ross could see the disappointment in his pretty pale-blue eyes as his mate left the office. He really wanted Ross out there.
Gah
. Was he really going to do this?
Stupid fucking him was going to do this.
Ross edged toward the door, telling himself that experimenting with one finger wasn’t so bad. The digit would be easy to heal, unlike his entire body. Cracking the door open just a sliver, Ross lifted his arm and slid his finger through the opening. He tensed, waiting to feel the pain of the sun, but nothing happened.
Feeling bravely stupid, Ross let his hand creep outside the door. When he didn’t feel any pain, he wiggled his fingers.
Still nothing.
He felt like he was doing the hokey pokey as he stuck his left foot out. No smoke, no sizzling flesh. It was a start. Ross swallowed every bit of fear in his nervous body and poked his head out of the door.
Bright, beautiful sunshine hit him full on in the face. Ross tensed, ready to jump back behind the door just as fast as he could but wanting to feel the warmth on his face for just another second before he had to give it up.
He had never felt anything like it in his life.
Oh sure, he had felt the sun hot on his skin before, but he was usually screaming in pain within seconds and smoking soon after. This was nothing like that. It was warm and soft, like the silken caress of a lover.
Ross didn’t know how it had happened considering how terrified he was of becoming a very unsexy pile of ash, but he suddenly found himself out in the main room, standing directly in front of the windows.
His eyes slid closed as he tilted his face back, the sun’s rays shining right down onto his skin. Ross pressed the palms of his hands against the window and leaned closer. This was what Kenway felt went he went outside during the daytime? This was what others felt?
It was unbelievable.
For once in his life, Ross bemoaned the fact that he was a vampire and subject to the night. Except for the rare occasions when he couldn’t escape into a sealed room fast enough, darkness had been all he had ever experienced. Knowing now what he had been missing tore a little piece of his soul off.
“I know what you’re thinking, Ross, and don’t.” The soft words were whispered in Ross’s ears as Kenway’s arms wrapped around him from behind. “The sun is nice, and it definitely has its uses, but there is more to life than sunshine.”
“What?” Ross whispered, tears clogging his throat.
“You.”
Ross frowned at that less than descriptive answer. He opened his eyes, tilting his head back to one side to look up at his mate. “That’s easy for you to say. I’m relegated to here or our bedroom. You can go out into this any damn time you want to.”
“And now, so can you.” There was a mischievous twinkle in Kenway’s eyes that told Ross the man was up to something. “I asked Maverick to add just a little more money to the loan we got from him. I contracted Roman to put these UV windows in at the house. You’ll be able to go anywhere you want inside during the day. You’re not bound to our bedroom anymore.”
Ross didn’t have a clue how he inhaled, considering his throat was too clogged up to allow air into his lungs. “You…” He licked his lips as the words he was trying to speak escaped him. “You…”
“So…” Kenway grinned. “I was thinking.”
Ross cocked an eyebrow. This was going to be good.
“Since Roman worked his ass off to get them installed as a surprise for you, I’d like to celebrate with you on every flat surface in the house that we can find. I figured we could do it during the day and the night and decide which we like more.” Kenway’s lips spread in an even bigger grin. “We’ll call it an experiment of sorts.”
Ross had the best mate ever.
Ross’s expression grew serious, and it was very hard to fight the smile threatening to give him away. “We’ll need lots of field testing to get an accurate account of both.”
“I like the way you think, mate,” Kenway said. Ross gazed into his mate’s eyes, wondering how he had gotten so damn lucky. The buffalo shifter was sweet, kind, and Ross wasn’t sure he could love the man any more than he did right now.
“Maybe we could find some of those UV windows in that smoky material and have it installed in the office. That way, we could spend our lunch hour together.”
Kenway’s eyebrows shot up. “Lunch hour? I thought we agreed to only take a half-hour lunch.”
“We did,” Ross said as he turned in Kenway’s arms and leaned up to brush his lips over his mate’s. “But that was before you gave me a glimpse into your world.”
The mischievous glint in Kenway’s eyes fell away from one blink to the next and he became all serious. His hand gently cupped Ross’s chin, tilting his head back even further and bringing their gazes together. “You are my world. Don’t you know that by now, Ross?”
Ross’s heart flipped over in his chest. “I do now.”
When the bell over the door buzzed, Ross glanced at the small alcove Kenway had built that blocked the actual sun from getting inside. In strode a man who glanced around as if he wasn’t sure he was in the right place. “Kenway Longfeather?”
Ross tightened his grip on Kenway’s shoulder. “You are?” he asked before his mate had a chance to. He could smell shifter on the guy. That only made him even more hesitant.
“I’m Robby Nobles. I called you about the baker job.”
Ross relaxed. Ever since Virgil started messing with him in a hands-on sort of way, he was very leery of people he didn’t know. Maverick had taken Virgil to Christian, so Ross knew he wouldn’t hear from his brother for a while, but he was still a bit shaken at the strangeness of Virgil and his empty look.
It would always bother him, but he had a mate now and a new life. Ross was going to put all that behind him. He just prayed Christian gave Virgil the help he needed.
He extended his hand, giving Robby’s a good shake. The guy was scrawny, kind of short too, but Ross knew not to judge a book by its cover.
“So, you graduated culinary arts?” Kenway asked as he waved Robby toward the office. Ross didn’t want to leave the beautiful sunlight, but he was a partner in this business. He was just as much a part of interviewing as Kenway was.
“Where are you from?” he heard Kenway ask as they entered the office.
“Ohio,” Robby answered. “It’s a beautiful place, but I wanted to get out and explore. Everyone knows about Maverick Brac and it seemed like a good place to settle down.”
Ross closed the door, agreeing with Robby. Brac Village was the perfect place to call home.

Ross raced through the house, squealing with delight as he ran from his mate. Kenway was on the prowl and horny as hell. Ross was as well, but he enjoyed the chase. It also helped that he could run anywhere he wanted to in the house without worry.

“Where’s the fire?” Spencer asked as he began to run alongside Ross.
Skidding to a halt, Ross wasn’t sure how to explain to the impala shifter that he was playing a sexual game with his mate. Spencer looked like he was excited and ready to join in.
Not in this lifetime.
“Spencer,” Kenway said as he stopped so fast that Ross thought the big guy was going to smash into the wall. “I’m glad to see you are feeling better.” His mate cut a glance at Ross. The only thing Ross could do was shrug. He didn’t have the heart to tell Spencer to get lost.
“They want to have sex,” Paine shouted from the living room. “Can’t you smell their stinking arousal all through the house?”
Spencer’s face turned ten shades of red as he hurried away. Ross glared at the cheetah shifter. “You didn’t have to be so blunt about it.”
Paine shrugged, his expression unrepentant. “It’s the truth.”
It was, but now Ross felt like crap for embarrassing the little impala. He didn’t think about Spencer long, not when Kenway grabbed Ross around his waist and hauled him off his feet. “Come on. We can finish this in our bedroom.”
“Just keep it down!” Paine shouted. “The last time I heard you two, I was expecting some sort of miracle to take place from Ross screaming for god so damn loudly.”
Now it was Ross’s turn to feel embarrassed as hell. That cheetah shifter was just too damn crass.
“Ignore him,” Kenway said. “Everyone else does.”
Ross soon forgot about the whole situation downstairs when Kenway yanked his shirt over his head, revealing a treasure trove of muscles and golden skin. His mouth began to water as he took a step forward and then leaned in, taking a small nibble of Kenway’s nipple. He smiled when his mate hissed.
“Get your damn clothes off,” Kenway said gruffly, tearing his nipple away from Ross and jerking his pants off like they had caught fire. Ross chuckled. He loved how impatient his mate was for him.
It rubbed his ego in all the right places.
Ross dropped the last of his clothing and swallowed when he saw the raw hunger in Kenway’s pretty pale-blue eyes. The man wasn’t kidding around. He meant to fuck Ross to within an inch of his life.
That was fine with him.
Kenway shackled Ross’s wrist and pulled him close until bare skin met bare skin. The sensation sent shivers all over Ross’s body. Kenway was such a big man. Ross loved it. The buffalo shifter was like a gentle giant—well, mostly. He had seen the man get pissed off and it was one scary sight.
“I love you, Ross,” Kenway confessed as he picked Ross up and carried him to the bed. “You have made my life so damn happy.”
Ah, the guy knew all the right words to say. “You don’t have to sweet-talk me. You’re already getting some ass.”
Kenway grinned. “And what a nice ass it is.”
Ross didn’t know about that. He was a bit on the skinny side and knew he lacked definition, but Kenway didn’t seem to mind.
“And I still love this body.” A large hand skimmed over Ross’s abdomen, a look of pure wonder in Kenway’s eyes. “I love everything about you.”
Ross wrapped his arms around Kenway’s shoulders, pulling him close. “And I love everything about my big ole buffalo.” He captured his mate’s lips, feeling the warmth spread inside of him at his mate’s scent.
He inhaled through his nose, parting his lips as Kenway’s tongue pushed inside his mouth. Ross wrapped his legs around Kenway’s thick waist, groaning when their cocks brushed against the other.
An anxious whine fell from his lips. Ross wanted to feel Kenway inside of him. His cock was already hard and painful, needing release so damn badly. But the feeling was much more than sexual desire. Ross could feel his bond deepening with Kenway. It was a strong connection that he knew would only get stronger with time.
Kenway broke the kiss, nibbling his way down Ross’s neck. His lips traced a sensuous path of ecstasy. He took Ross’s mouth again and again—drugging kisses, enflaming kisses. Ross felt like he was going to come and Kenway hadn’t even fucked him yet.
“P–Please,” he stuttered, fighting for air.
“Yes?” Kenway prompted, his voice gentle, coaxing.
“Fuck me, Kenway. I want you.”
Ross lay back and pulled his knees up to his chest, offering himself to his buffalo shifter. Kenway’s eyes were like summer lightning. They were compelling, magnetic, pulling Ross in as his mate grabbed the lube and began to stretch him. He writhed under his mate, losing his mind as he felt Kenway’s thick fingers inside of him.
Kenway briefly pulled Ross onto all fours as he lined his shaft up with Ross’s aching hole and pushed inside, both gently and insistently. Looking over his shoulder, Ross saw that Kenway’s eyes suddenly burned with an intense hunger that took Ross’s breath away. His mate had full pale-blue eyes with sweeping lashes that entranced Ross more than anything. The sunlight in his blue eyes shone like bits of gleaming porcelain.
Ross closed his eyes, braced his hands against the headboard, and pushed back. One hard thrust buried the thick, steel-hard erection into Ross’s body to the hilt. Ross could feel his heart struggling to keep up with the demands his arousal was placing on it as Kenway began to move inside of him.
“I’m going to come in your hot, tight ass,” Kenway whispered into Ross’s ear.
“God, yes!” His throbbing cock bobbed gracefully, the cool air sweeping around its heat, teasing Ross further. He arched his back higher as a breathless moan escaped his lips “So deep…inside. God, Kenway…I can feel you.”
“I sure as shit hope so,” Kenway teased as he pounded Ross’s ass harder. Ross moaned as the long, thick cock that seemed to fill him so perfectly brushed across his prostate with every thrust of Kenway’s hips—each thrust, each roll was amazingly pleasurable and erotic.
Ross tightened his inner muscles and massaged the length of his cock at the same time. “Kenway…oh my god…oh god…fuck…Kenway…”
Kenway was driving him insane with pleasure as it washed over Ross’s body. His balls drew up tight against his body and he knew it wouldn’t be long. Not when Kenway was fucking him so thoroughly.
When Kenway bit into Ross’s shoulder, that was all she wrote. Ross arched his back and screamed as the pleasure burst inside of him. With a rush of liquid that would have terrified him at any other time, Ross came, and came hard.
Kenway plunged deep and hard, elongating Ross’s climax. Never had he come so deep and so exhaustingly. It felt like his seed was being jerked from his soul rather than the tight sac beneath his cock.
With a lick of his tongue, Kenway sealed the wound and gave a few more thrusts, burying his cock deep as a hot rush of liquid filled Ross’s ass. As he went boneless, Kenway’s rocking motion slowed before the bigger man finally rolled them to let Ross drape lazily over him.
“Next time, we try out the kitchen,” Kenway said as he panted.
Ross smiled. He wouldn’t mind trying out every damn room in the house just as long as it involved hot sex and the man he loved.