Keaton's Lessons [Brac Village 6] (14 page)

Keaton glanced around but didn’t see Kevin’s father anywhere. His right hand pressed against his chest as he leaned forward. “Kevin, where is your father?”

“He tried to hurt my dad,” Kevin repeated, his voice strained, his eyes unfocused. “I couldn’t let him hurt my dad.”

Against his better judgment, Keaton moved forward. Kade grabbed his arm, but Keaton pulled away. He sidestepped the prone body as he stopped in front of Kevin. “No one blames you. I just need you to tell me where your father is.”

“Safe,” Kevin said. “He’s asleep in his bed. I put him to sleep so he wouldn’t get hurt. He tried to fight the vampire, but my dad isn’t strong enough to defeat something as evil as that.”

“Keaton.” Kade said his name softly. “Please come over here.”

He didn’t understand his mate’s fear. Yeah, there was a dead body on the floor, but Kevin wasn’t even an adult yet. Why was Kade so afraid of the small human? Unsure what to do, Keaton moved over to Kade. “Will you tell me what’s going on?”

Kade glanced down at the dead body. “I’m hoping like hell that he wasn’t one of Christian’s favorites.” His mate nodded toward the vampire. Keaton could see the problem with that. But Kevin had said that the vampire was trying to hurt his father. There was no way he could get in trouble for defending—Keaton thought about Kade going to prison for defending his friend. This was so screwed up. But that still didn’t explain why Kade wanted Keaton to get away from Kevin. “What aren’t you telling me?”

Kade gave him a wry smile as his eyes swept from Keaton to Kevin. “It seems Kevin is full of surprises. He has a second gift.” Kade’s eyes hardened, which shocked Keaton. “Young Kevin is a
styre mente
.”

Kade stood back as Maverick walked through the bedroom door, but he never took his eyes off of Kevin. Did Kade think that the teenager would intentionally hurt him? No. But he was a young, powerful, untrained
styre mente
. Even being locked away for so many years, Kade knew just how dangerous Kevin was right now.

Maverick’s light-grey eyes skimmed over the dead body, his expression stoic. His hands were clasped behind his back, his long black hair falling over his shoulders as he knelt down and examined the body. “How did he threaten your father?”

The young man was standing with his back against the wall, his arms curved around his stomach. Kade could see the slight trembling of his body as Kevin gazed at the alpha. “H–he bit him.”

“I thought they were only supposed to swipe the humans’ minds?” Keaton looked up at Kade. “Do they have to bite in order to clear someone’s memory? The man on the street wasn’t bitten when that vampire touched him.”

Maverick stood to his full height, his jaw made of granite as he stared back at Kota, who had been waiting just inside the door. “Call the prince.” The words were said in fury. “Tell him to get here now or risk losing every fucking vampire he has sent to my town.”

Kade drew his arms around Keaton, pulling his mate close when Maverick walked over to the young man. He felt Keaton fight to pull away, trying to go to Kevin. There was no way he was letting Keaton anywhere near the alpha—not when Kade couldn’t decipher what mood the wolf was in.

Hurting a child was not Maverick’s style, but then again, Kevin was no ordinary child. He was a deadly weapon if he were to fall into the wrong hands. Whatever Maverick decided to do, Kade would understand. Having a
styre mente
near the people they cared about was extremely dangerous.

“Does your father know about your abilities?” Maverick asked.

“He knows that I can see people for who they truly are. But I never told him about—” Kevin glanced down at the dead body.

Maverick moved closer, leaning in, his frame daunting over Kevin’s. “Have you killed anybody before?” Kade was shocked that the question was spoken with gentleness, not a hint of anger or reproach in the alpha’s voice.

“No, sir.” Kevin’s thin body began to shake harder right before he dropped to his knees and vomited. This time Kade let Keaton go. His mate rushed over, running his hands over Kevin’s back.

“You will be taken to somebody who will train you in the correct way to use your abilities,” Maverick said before he turned to Kota. “Make sure one of Christian’s men gets this damn body out of here.”

Kade wasn’t sure what to do. He wanted to take Keaton and leave, but his mate was consoling Kevin. So he just stood there, watching as Maverick coaxed Kevin to his feet. “Let’s go wake your father and let him know what’s going on.”

Kevin nodded as he wiped at his eyes, still looking a little green. Kade circled his arms around Keaton when his mate rejoined him. He had never seen this side of the alpha, caring, gentle. Maverick walked with them out of the room, Kade following behind.

But instead of going to the father’s room, Kade walked Keaton outside. “Are you doing okay?” His mate hugged him, resting his blond head on Kade’s shoulder. Kade ran his hands through the silky strands as he waited until Keaton regained his bearings.

“That’s the first time I’ve seen a dead body. And now that I’m a leopard”—Keaton shuddered—“the room, the body, and even the scent was clearer, crisper. I could’ve done without that.”

“Sorry, baby. You can’t turn that off.” Kade walked Keaton to the car and opened the passenger door for his mate, helping him in and buckling his seat belt. It had been one hell of a night. The only thing Kade wanted to do right now was take Keaton home. This was way too much excitement for him.

“Hold on, buddy.” Keaton unsnapped his seat belt and slid out. “I’m not that out of it that I’ll let you drive again. Your skills are rusty as hell and my nerves are shot. You can practice later. Right now I just want to get home in one piece.”

Kade scowled at his mate. “I’m not that bad.”

Keaton tossed his head back and laughed, Kade appreciating the musical sound. Inside Kevin’s home had been intense, and he was glad for the light bantering.

“Dude, have you actually paid attention to the way you drive? Corners are not safe around you.” Keaton walked around the car, holding his hand out, his fingers wiggling for Kade to hand over the keys.

“I do not drive like that.” Kade dropped the keys into Keaton’s waiting palm. “I’m a very safe driver.” His statement only made his mate laugh harder. Kade tried to be offended, but seeing the smile on Keaton’s face tore down his defenses, making him chuckle. “Okay, maybe I am a little rusty.”

“Come on, kitty cat.” Keaton got into the driver’s side. Kade was purring at the reference. He liked it…a lot. Maybe he could get Keaton to pet him as he said the endearment again. His cock was growing hard at the thought as he slid into the passenger side.

Keaton scented the air. “What is that scent?”

Kade covered his smile with his hand, wondering if his mate was going to figure out that he was sniffing Kade’s lust. It was a heavy, exotic scent that was filling the car quickly. He didn’t say a word. Keaton was going to have to learn how to differentiate the aromas in his environment.

Lust was a damn good scent to start with.

His mate continued to sniff as he started the car. “It smells spicy. The aroma reminds me of…” Keaton turned his head and looked at Kade. “Sex.”

“Very good,” Kade said in a tone that couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than raw hunger. He slumped a little in his seat, his groin clear for Keaton to see just how hard he was getting. Keaton’s eyes grew wide, and then lowered as he licked his bottom lip.

The man was going to be Kade’s undoing.

Kade lowered his head, shifting his eyes to his left as he ran his hand over his erection, hitching his hips at the same time. He massaged his fingers over the swollen denim, enjoying the show he was putting on for Keaton.

The car stopped at the end of the driveway. Keaton’s fingers were wrapped around the steering wheel, the knuckles turning white as his breath hitched. Sapphire eyes were glued to what Kade was doing.

“Drive us home.” Kade unsnapped his jeans, pulling the zipper down slowly. Keaton tore his eyes away from Kade and began to drive again, but Kade could see that Keaton was stealing glances.

Kade’s moves may appear even and slow, but his blood felt like it was racing. In the process of trying to turn Keaton on, Kade was unleashing the lust inside of himself as well. With his left hand, Kade looped his thumb into his underwear and pulled them forward, grabbing his cock with his right hand.

He caught the sight of Keaton’s canines slowly extending. The man was a newborn in the paranormal world. He was going to have to learn how to control his leopard. Right now, just the two of them, the sight made his cock pulse harder in his hand.

Moving his fingers up and down his shaft at a leisurely pace, Kade used his left hand to push into his pants and cup his balls. He rolled the sac in his hand as his right hand slid up and down his cock.

What had started out as teasing Keaton was quickly turning into a private masturbation session, his mate witnessing the show. He pressed his back further into the seat as his hand stroked his cock more quickly. He wasn’t sure why, but knowing that someone—that Keaton—was watching only spiked his arousal higher.

“Kade,” Keaton said almost desperately. The sound of him swallowing hard filled the car. “You’re distracting me.”

“Watch the road, baby.” Kade’s hand moved quicker, stroking himself faster as he pulled on his balls. He wasn’t going to last and he couldn’t stop. The erotic pleasure was pulling him under, forcing him to finish what he had started.

Throwing his head back, Kade gasped, grunted, and began to fuck his very own hand. He needed release. He needed, so goddamn badly that Kade’s hand was now flying up and down his cock. He thrust forward and then pulled back, groaning and panting.

“Shit,” Keaton whispered as he pulled over to the side of the road. He turned in his seat and just watched as Kade masturbated right there in front of him. Kade squeezed his cock, letting out a moan as he played with his balls. He was close, his sac growing tighter as his body shot toward his orgasm.

“I want to suck your dick,” Keaton whispered, and that was Kade’s undoing. His body arched in the seat as ribbons of seed shot from the head of his cock. “Ah…shit,” Kade grunted as he milked the last of the cum from his cock. He slumped back in the seat, his eyes closing.

“You owe me big-time once we get home,” Keaton snarled as he pulled back onto the road.

Kade didn’t even bother to fasten his jeans. He was just too damn tired. His limp cock lay on the fabric of his pants as Kade felt himself slowly being pulled into sleep.

* * * *

Keaton walked from the bathroom, scrubbing a towel over the wet strands of his hair. Today had been one bizarre-ass day. Watching Kade jack off in the car had lessened the tension he had been feeling, but made something else—something quite lower—begin to ache.

Kade was passed out on the bed, lying on his stomach spread-eagle. Keaton bit his bottom lip, staring at the swell of Kade’s ass. The man was totally naked and looked yummy enough to eat.

Tossing the towel aside, Keaton crawled up onto the bed and situated himself between Kade’s legs. He knelt there, gazing at the magnificent body below him. Kade was cut with fine lines, hard grooves, and the swells of his muscles were in all the right places. Keaton wanted to lick the man from head to toe, and every sun-kissed place in between.

He pressed the pad of his palms against Kade’s ass, massaging the tight cheeks and then separating them. Lightning bolts of fiery pleasure tore through his nervous system as he gazed at his mate’s tight hole.

Fifteen years was a long time to survive without a gentle touch, without affection. To exist within a void that was filled with nothing more than quick jerk offs and meaningless sex. Keaton wasn’t foolish enough to think that Kade had gone that long without it, but he highly doubted that it had meant anything to his mate.

Keaton was going to make sure that he relished every touch now. He was going to make sure that Kade knew just how much he meant to Keaton. His fingers stroked down Kade’s ass, weighed the heavy sac beneath, and caressed his mate with a gentle touch.

Kade’s hips began to move, coming awake as Keaton continued his leisurely strokes. Heat surged inside Keaton, built around him. White-hot lightning pleasure sizzled up his spine as Kade turned over and Keaton saw how hard the man was.

His body tightened in hunger as he remembered the feel of Kade’s heavy cock, stretching him, filling him, pulsing arrows of incredible sensation striking at the very heart of his body. His fingers slid up the broad, heated shaft of Kade’s cock, and wrapped them around the hard steel.

“Are you trying to have your wicked way with me?” Kade asked as he tucked his hands behind his head. “Are you planning to steal my virtue?”

“Would you let me?” Keaton had only planned on exploring the rippled planes of his mate’s body, but now that Kade had put the thought in his head…

Kade jackknifed, grabbing Keaton and pulling him down to the bed. He pressed his body into Keaton’s, throwing one leg over Keaton’s hip. There was a knowing gleam in Kade’s teal-colored eyes. “Mmm, baby, the only fucking that will be going on here is me taking that sweet ass.” Kade’s voice was as tight and hot as Keaton felt deep inside.

Keaton once again smelled a strong spicy scent fill the air. The aroma permeated his lungs, making his cock pulse at the scent. Keaton licked his dry lips nervously, wanting,
needing
to touch Kade. He reached up to run his hands over Kade’s shoulders, but Kade grabbed Keaton’s wrists and pulled his arms above his head.

“So controlling,” Keaton teased as he spread his legs wider.

Kade gave a low growl as he leaned forward and nipped Keaton’s chin. “Always.”

That was fine by Keaton. He loved giving his control over to Kade. His mate didn’t abuse the precious gift, only brought Keaton so much pleasure.

Just as he was doing now.