Valentino's Cowboy [Brac Village 10] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (7 page)

Valentino gave a low chuckle. “Put your arms down, hon.”

Abe blushed profusely before lowering them. Amazingly, he placed his good hand back on Valentino’s chest without being told. He was learning. Keeping an eye on his mate and his body language, Valentino lowered himself to his knees.

He gazed up at Abe, and his mate looked a bit confused. He had a feeling the confusion was not coming from the fact that Valentino was on his knees, but because he was the one on his knees. “It doesn’t matter to me who does the fucking or sucking, hon—just as long as both of us are being pleased. That’s all that matters.” He winked at Abe before unsnapping his mate’s jeans. “And tonight, I would love to be the one sucking.”

Abe’s blue eyes widened slightly as his pretty lips parted. Valentino couldn’t wait until his mate sucked his cock. He knew it wasn’t going to be tonight, but just the thought of having those sexy lips wrapped around his dick excited Valentino.

“You are so thick,” he said with a purr before pushing his fingers into the waistband of his mate’s pants and tugged on them until not only did they slide down the man’s thighs, but the fey’s cock sprang free.

The girth was amazing.

He took a moment to appreciate the sight before him. Valentino ran this thumb over the clear liquid, gazing up at Abe before sucking his finger into his mouth, his eyes rolling as he moaned. “You taste so damn good.”

Abe’s breathing was quick, his eyes glassy as he watched Valentino as if he held the answers to the universe. His lips turned up into a smile as he slowly began to stroke his mate’s cock. “You like how that feels?”

His mate nodded.

“Well then,” Valentino said, giving Abe a wicked grin. “You are going to really like this.” Valentino parted his lips and sucked Abe’s cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head and moaning at the same time.

Abe began to crumble, but Valentino caught him. His mate was making all kinds of noises as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. That expression stroked Valentino’s ego as he worked the flesh in his mouth. He hollowed his cheeks, creating a tight suction as he began to bob his head.

One hand landed on Valentino’s head, the fingers curling until his hair was being tugged. That only added to the intense pleasure Valentino was already feeling. He wanted Abe’s first blow job to be memorable, and from the way his mate was strangling Valentino’s hair, he was accomplishing exactly that.

“Oh, god…oh, god…” Abe murmured over and over again as Valentino squeezed his ass cheeks, massaging the flesh as his tongue licked up one side of Abe’s cock and down the other. Admittedly, Valentino wasn’t used to such thickness. He had to go slow or choke himself.

He moaned again, knowing the vibrations would add to Abe’s pleasure. His mate grunted, yanking hard on Valentino’s hair. “My…you…oh…”

The fey was losing his mind.

That’s exactly how Valentino wanted him. If the man could think, Valentino wasn’t doing his job. But he could tell that Abe wasn’t thinking. The man was falling apart in his arms and Valentino couldn’t be happier.

Taking a chance, Valentino slid a finger over Abe’s tight hole, circling the small entrance as he swallowed Abe’s cock down his throat—although he had to work the flesh slowly down his throat.

“I…I’m gonna…it’s…”

The man’s broken sentences were just too damn sexy. If his mate was on the verge of coming, Valentino was going to push him over the edge. He pulled his finger away from Abe’s hole, slid the cock from his mouth, and then spat on his finger.

“Get ready, my little cowboy.” Valentino took Abe’s cock back into his mouth, and at the same time, he pressed his wet finger into Abe’s ass to the first knuckle.

Abe sang to the ceiling as his body jerked and convulsed, his seed spurting into Valentino’s mouth. He drank it down like the finest of wines, licking every damn drop until Abe’s cock was clean.

Valentino chuckled as he grabbed Abe just as his mate collapsed. The man had a happy little grin on his face. “And that, my sweet little cowboy, is a blow job. It comes in all sorts of positions, methods, and flavors. I myself prefer being on my knees.”

“You are one strange man,” Abe replied, his voice light and lazy. He had a glow that only came from being sated. Valentino spread both of them out on the floor, not wanting to disturb his mate’s afterglow.

He didn’t take offense to Abe calling him strange. Valentino knew he was just a tad different from everyone else. He liked who he was.

And he was also lying there with his dick so hard his jeans had become tight. Maybe after Abe dozed off he would—“Oh hell,” Valentino said when Abe’s hand covered his straining erection.

He wasn’t sure what Abe had in mind, but right about now, Valentino would settle for a hand job—anything to relieve the ache in his groin.

Abe turned onto his side, watching Valentino with those pretty blue eyes as his fingers fumbled with Valentino’s zipper. He didn’t interfere. This was Abe’s moment and Valentino would accept anything the man did to him.

His mate looked uncertain and there a slight trembling to his fingers, but that only made what Abe was doing all the more special.

Not saying a word, Abe pulled Valentino’s cock free and began to stroke his heated flesh. His hips shot forward in a knee-jerk reaction, the pleasure of his mate touching him overwhelming.

“You give an awesome hand job,” Valentino said with a deep purr. He rolled to his back, Abe climbing over him until he was settled between Valentino’s legs. There were deep concentration lines etched in Abe’s face. Valentino wanted to tell his mate to relax, to just go with his instincts, but he didn’t want his mate to think he was criticizing him.

The man had already misinterpreted one thing Valentino had said.

“I want to kiss you,” Abe admitted shyly.

Kicking his shoes off, Valentino shoved his jeans down his legs as Abe helped him pull them off. “Come here.”

Abe crawled up beside him—as best his could considering he only had one good hand—and Valentino positioned the man to lie down next to him. They were both on their sides, their bodies aligned.

Valentino guided Abe’s hand back to his cock as he captured Abe’s lips. It was the softest, sweetest kiss ever. Valentino groaned, spreading his legs wider as Abe stroked him, his rhythm growing faster as he kissed the fey deeper.

Shoving his tongue down Abe’s throat, Valentino growled through his orgasm, his seed shooting between them as the fire inside of him burned to an inferno. He never knew a hand job could be so damn awesome.

It was never this damn good when he did it himself. He panted out slowly, regaining his breath before speaking. “So, does this mean you’ll live here?”

Valentino wanted to be very clear that his mate wanted to stay. He had uprooted the man, but now that he was calmer, he was wondering if that had been the best thing to do.

“I like it here,” Abe said, still holding Valentino’s cock in his hand.

He wasn’t sure why, but those four words felt as though they had another meaning. Valentino wasn’t going to press his mate. The man had said he liked it here.

He hadn’t said he was overjoyed that Valentino was his mate, but he hadn’t said he wanted to leave.

So why did Abe’s answer leave him feeling lonelier than he had ever felt before?

Bryce hated to see his brother so damn downtrodden. Ever since the accident, Gavin had been moping around, acting as if the world was coming to an end. He was beating himself up and Bryce had to find a way to rectify the situation.

“Why don’t you just talk to him?”

Gavin’s jaw muscle became pronounced as he clenched it. “You heard Valentino. He’s right. I was only thinking about the part, not Abe’s safety.”

Bryce was ready to smack the man. He had grown up with Gavin and knew for a damn fact that Gavin was the least selfish person in the world. His brother would never purposely harm anyone, especially not Abe.

Alex—Gavin’s mate—had been trying to get Gavin out of this funk, but nothing seemed to be working. Bryce was going to have to talk to Abe himself and see if he couldn’t mend this fence.

Finding Ahm in their bedroom, putting Ashayla to sleep, Bryce stood in the doorway for a moment and watched the two. His chest tightened as his daughter gave a little whimper and Ahm shushed her with a soft pat on her back.

He gave his mate a tender smile when Ahm looked his way. “I’m going to step out for a while. Do you need anything?” He walked closer, placing a kiss on his daughter’s forehead before giving Ahm a kiss on the lips.

These two meant the world to Bryce.

“Ashayla needs some diapers,” Ahm answered. “And she is starting to teethe.”

“No problem, my little love drop.”

Ahm chuckled. Bryce would never tire of seeing that smile on Ahm’s face. His straight, white teeth and his beautiful smile always made his mate looked ten times sexier.

“You’re going to talk to Abe, aren’t you?”

Ahm knew him too well. “I can’t let this go unresolved. I really like Abe—even if I first thought you guys were too lenient with him—and Gavin is a hot mess.”

Giving Ahm one more kiss, Bryce left his mate and daughter, heading outside and toward his truck. Bryce stopped midstride when he noticed someone standing by their car on the side of the road, watching the ranch.

His bear growled when he saw binoculars in the son of a bitch’s hands. The Lakelands had been warned that Vampire Hunters had infiltrated Brac Village. Bryce wasn’t going to allow anyone to harm his family.

They had a few resident vampires and Bryce would protect every single person on the ranch with his life. He raced down the driveway, going after the bastard. But the spy was quicker, getting into his car and driving away before Bryce could catch him or even get a good look at his plates.

He stood there staring at the dust cloud the tires had kicked up in the speedy departure, angry that someone had taken a keen interest in the ranch—or more precisely, the people on the ranch.

“What’s going on?” Olsen asked as he caught up with Bryce. “You were running like the devil was after you.”

Even after the dust cloud settled, Bryce was staring off down the road. He might not have gotten the license plate number, but he would remember that car if he saw it again. “I’m pretty sure a Hunter was just watching the ranch.”

Olsen looked just as unsettled as Bryce felt. There were a handful of humans who lived on the ranch, but most were nonhumans. He was going to have to let his pa know what he had seen.

“Did you get a good look at his face?”

Bryce shook his head. “As soon as he spotted me watching him, the bastard hauled ass.” He began to walk back toward his truck, knowing there was nothing he could do about it right now.

“I’ll let pa know what happened,” Olsen offered as he headed toward the house. “Maybe we’ll have to go back to shifts of watching the place.”

Bryce didn’t like that idea—although he knew Olsen was right. He hated that anyone threatened their way of living and wanted to catch the Hunter. It had to be a Hunter. Who else would be spying on them?

Pushing the thought aside, Bryce left the ranch, heading toward the vet’s house so he could hopefully talk Abe and Valentino into forgiving Gavin. The small fey was a part of the family, whether he believed it or not. Every one of the Lakeland men was fond of Abe. Bryce liked hanging out with the guy.

He couldn’t allow strife to come between Abe and the Lakelands. But Bryce had a feeling it wasn’t Abe he needed to convince. Valentino had become vicious when it came to Abe, and understandably so.

But Dr. Prayze was also the only vet in town. If Bryce couldn’t find a way to repair this, he wasn’t sure what they would do as far as their animals.

He also needed to remember diapers and a teething ring. Bryce smiled at the thought of Ahm and his daughter. If everything else fell apart, at least he knew he had the two people who meant the world to him.

* * * *

Abe walked down the row of cages, staring into each one. Working here shouldn’t be so bad. At least the animals were small. There were horses out back, but Abe didn’t plan on going anywhere near them.

“I have the perfect job for you,” Valentino said as he entered the area where the animals were kept. “How would you like to feed the animals and clean out their cages?”

That didn’t sound like a bad job. Most of the cages weren’t that big. “I can do that,” Abe answered his mate with a smile. And until his left hand healed, it seemed like a pretty easy job as well. Abe secretly admitted to himself that this was a better job than working on the ranch.

“Perfect!” Valentino said and then lowered his voice. “Just don’t let the animals bully you. A lot of them think they run this place.”

Abe snickered as he glanced into one of the cages and saw a small grey kitten. He was pretty sure he could handle these animals. They looked harmless enough.

“I’ll have Damon show you the ropes.”

“Your assistant?”

Valentino shrugged. “Assistant, helper, what everyone calls him. Most of the time he sits behind the front desk and answers the phone.”