Hagen, Lynn - Stormy Eyes [Brac Pack 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (5 page)

Johnny and Keata ran upstairs with their treasures, babbling excitedly with each other as Kyoshi and the other mates lounged on the couches in the den, talking of their day at the mall.

The warriors went straight to the bar, all tossing back a shot after spending the afternoon with Keata. That guy was going to turn them all into raging alcoholics. They had to search for him three more times that afternoon when something twinkly caught his eye. Storm was tempted to buy one of those human kid leashes.

* * * *

“So, Kyoshi, are you excited about Storm claiming you?”

“Claiming me?”

“Oh, shit.” Blair clamped his mouth shut, looking at Cecil and Oliver for help. It was strictly forbidden for anyone to mention to Oliver about the claiming process. He was too young for Micah to mate. Micah didn’t want Oliver to inadvertently or purposely start the process, so Oliver had no clue what Blair was talking about either.

“Spill it, bro.” Oliver leaned into Blair.

Blair shook his head, shooting off of the couch as he ran to Dakota to hide behind him.

“What’s wrong, sunshine?” Kota grabbed his mate in his arms, kissing his neck. He could feel the anxiety coming off of Blair.

“I have a big mouth, that’s what.”

The warriors all looked from Blair to Kota.

“What did you do?” Kota leaned back, searching his mate’s eyes.

“Well, Micah. Sorry, but Oliver is going to be hounding you about what the claiming is.”

Micah cursed. “Oliver could bug the fur off of a beaver.”

“Sorry.” Blair lowered his head and tucked his hair behind his ear. Kota cursed. His mate only did that when he was extremely nervous or extremely embarrassed. He didn’t like Blair to be either one. His mate had been through enough already.

Micah sighed. “It was bound to happen, Blair. Don’t sweat it.”

Kota wrapped Blair in his arms as he rubbed his mate’s back, talking softly to him.

* * * *

“Everything okay?” Kyoshi walked over to Storm, standing nervously.

“Yeah, I’ll explain later.” Storm grabbed Kyoshi’s hand, holding it. Kyoshi felt safe when he was around Storm. Just that small act had an effect on him. He felt calmer, more at peace.

He prayed Storm couldn’t feel the sweat in his palms from nervousness. Kyoshi studied their clasped hands, noting the size difference. What would it feel like to have those large hands skimming his body?

“Storm?”

The wolf bent at the waist down to Kyoshi.

Kyoshi whispered in his ear. “What is the claiming Blair speaks of?”

Wow. Kyoshi had never seen a large man blush such a deep crimson color before. He wanted to laugh but felt it would be an inappropriate moment to do so.

“Can I explain that later also?”

Why did Kyoshi get the feeling sex was involved?

* * * *

“I enjoyed myself today. Thank you for taking us. My cousin had a wonderful time.” Kyoshi knew he was babbling as he climbed onto the bed, nervousness seizing him once again. He wondered if it would be like this every night. He almost wished Storm would go ahead and make love to him so his stomach would stop fluttering. It felt like a thousand dragonflies were flapping their wings.

“Thank you for the nice things you bought me and Keata.” Why couldn’t he just shut up?

Storm crawled into bed and pulled Kyoshi in his arms. Kyoshi could feel Storm’s erection pressing against his butt. What would it be like? How would it feel? His mother had told Kyoshi and Keata that touching oneself was a shameful act, and since he respected his mother greatly, he never did.

That didn’t mean he hadn’t heard the other guys in school talk about it. He wondered what an orgasm would feel like. Kyoshi pushed his butt back slightly to try and feel how large Storm was. From what he felt, he really began to worry.

Storm leaned into Kyoshi, pushing his erection further into his butt. Kyoshi stayed still. He wasn’t sure what he should do. Should he push again?

“I want you, Kyoshi.” Storm began skimming his hand down Kyoshi’s body, kissing him behind his neck. Kyoshi tilted his head, wanting to feel more of Storm’s lips on his skin. When Storm grabbed his erection, Kyoshi panicked. He pushed Storm’s hand away and wiggled until he was free.

Chapter Four

“What’s wrong, Kyoshi? Did I do something to offend you?” Storm was confused as all hell. He thought Kyoshi wanted him. He had given Storm all the right signals.

“I, uh, need to check on Keata.”

Storm watched as Kyoshi ran into Keata’s room. He turned over onto his back staring at the ceiling, a rock hard dick jutting against his underwear. After a half an hour had passed and no Kyoshi, Storm decided to check on him.

He cracked the door to Keata’s room to find Kyoshi on the floor with his back to Keata’s bed, his knees pulled up and his arms wrapped around them. He quietly walked over and snagged Kyoshi into his arms, closing Keata’s door and taking his mate back to bed.

“Talk to me, Kyoshi.” Storm sat on the edge of the bed, Kyoshi in his arms.

“I…I have never done that before.” Kyoshi stared down at his hands, twisting them around in his lap.

“Done what, Kyoshi?” Storm asked in a whispered tone.

“Made love. I haven’t even experienced the feeling the body produces when done by oneself.” Kyoshi turned into Storm, hiding his face in his massive chest.

“Do you want me to not touch you?” Too many emotions were racing through Storm. Love, tenderness, confusion, lust, and protectiveness. He needed Kyoshi’s answer so he knew better how to handle this.

Kyoshi shook his head, and Stormed sighed in relief.

“Just relax. I promise to go slow. Okay?”

Kyoshi nodded.

Storm smiled and laid his mate down gently. Tugging Kyoshi out of the ball he was in. He began at his feet, licking a path between each toe and circling around his ankle. Storm’s tongue licked the back of Kyoshi’s calf and around to his shin. He nipped behind his knee, pulling a moan from Kyoshi. Storm pulled back and started on the other side. When he reached Kyoshi’s thighs, his mate started to spread his legs a little further open. Storm kissed both thighs as he slowly pulled Kyoshi’s underwear off. Kyoshi tensed for a moment, but Storm continued to lick his way around his mate’s legs. Kyoshi relaxed again.

Storm flicked his tongue on Kyoshi’s balls, and his mate’s hips bucked. His tongue explored Kyoshi’s sac, perineum, and his crease. Kyoshi was mewling softly, his hands clenching the sheets. When Storm kissed the head of Kyoshi’s cock, his mate cried out and seed splashed onto his body. “Damn, you’re so responsive.” Storm licked Kyoshi’s come from his belly and chest. He tasted better than the finest wine.

“That was an orgasm, wasn’t it?” Kyoshi panted.

Storm smiled at his mate. “Yes, Kyoshi. You want to feel another one?”

“Please.”

Storm engulfed his cock, swallowing to the root as Kyoshi bucked and pulled at his braid. He fucked Storm’s mouth in a passionate frenzy. Kyoshi came again, crying Storm’s name.

“I want to give you more, mate.” Storm leaned over and grabbed the lube from the side drawer. He stood and pulled his underwear off as he lubed Kyoshi’s hole, trying to decide what position would be the gentlest for the claiming. He decided to lay Kyoshi on his side. Although he wanted to look his mate in his eyes as he accepted him, he had to put Kyoshi’s needs first.

“Push out as I push my finger in, dragonfly.” Kyoshi nodded and Storm slowly breached him. He knew the only way to get Kyoshi through this in as much of a painless way as possible was to find his prostate quickly. He found the gland and stroked it. Kyoshi pushed his hips up as semen shot out again.

“You are the sexiest man I have ever seen.” Storm stretched him for a little while longer before adding a second finger.

“Storm.” Kyoshi called his name in rush of breath.

“Yes, dragonfly?”

“More.”

Storm nodded, adding a third finger very carefully. He crooked his wrist and moved his fingers in a scissor-like motion. Once he felt he’d stretched his mate to his fullest, he removed his hand and lubed his cock.

“I’m going to make love to you now, Kyoshi.”

Kyoshi nodded.

“Lay on your side, baby.” Kyoshi rolled to his side and waited.

Storm crawled behind him and pulled Kyoshi’s right leg up, laying it over his thigh. “Ready?”

Kyoshi shook his head then nodded it.

“Is that a yes or no?” Storm teased.

“Yes.”

“Again, push out as I push in.” Storm pushed the head of his cock past the ring of muscles and stopped, waiting for Kyoshi to adjust.

“It feels…different.”

“Good?”

“Different.”

“Can I move?” Storm was dying, but he locked all his muscles in place. He wasn’t moving an inch until Kyoshi was ready. When Kyoshi nodded, Storm pushed further in.

“So full.”

“Gets much better, dragonfly.” Storm pulled back until only the head of his cock remained then pushed back in further than before. He began a slow rocking with his mate.

“I can take more, Storm.”

Storm quickened his pace, still being gentle. He pulled out and turned Kyoshi to his back. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

Kyoshi did and Storm slid back in as he pulled Kyoshi’s hips up his thighs. He pulled his mate up into his arms as he grabbed his hips and impaled Kyoshi up and down on his cock. His canines dropped, and his eyes shifted.

“My wolf.” Kyoshi leaned back, baring his neck for Storm.

“Do you accept me as your mate, Kyoshi?”

“Yes, Storm, always.”

Storm sank his teeth into Kyoshi’s neck as his mate cried out once again, hot seed painting Storm’s stomach. He pumped faster as he drank from his mate, tasting a piece of heaven. He felt the ribbons of their life force unwind separately and entwine together, their hearts synchronizing to bind them.

“I can feel your soul merging with mine, Storm.” Kyoshi tilted his neck further to allow Storm to take what was now his.

Storm’s head fell back as he cried out Kyoshi’s name, his sperm bathing Kyoshi’s tight channel. He fell forward, sealing his mate’s wound and rocking him gently. Storm didn’t want to ever leave his body. It was home.

Kyoshi wrapped his arms around Storms neck as he caught his breath.

“Am I now your mate?”

“Yes, dragonfly. Mine alone.” Storm kissed Kyoshi in a deep, searing battle of tongues.

“Uh-oh.”

Storm’s head snapped around to see Keata standing in the doorway, and he quickly covered them, hiding Kyoshi behind his massive frame.

“Kyoshi no more virgin?”

“Go to bed, Keata,” Storm commanded him in a gentle voice, trying not to laugh.

“Okay, Stormy eyes.” Keata turned and closed the door.

“Oh, no.” Kyoshi groaned. “I’ll never be able to look him in his face again.”