The cock of his dreams was velvety hard and right in front of him. A bead slipped out of the opening. He hesitated and peeked up at Alex. “Okay?”
Alex nodded, giving him permission as he guided Uli’s head forward. Uli licked at the tip and sweetness exploded on his tongue. “Mm mm.” Another drop appeared so he licked at the slit, hoping for more.
He couldn’t take this slow; he required Alex now. He took the head into his mouth to suck it. He slipped back over the top allowing his tongue to lap the length. Lavishing the flesh with flicks of his tongue, he savored Alex’s flavor. Being guided by instinct and Internet porn, he sucked Alex’s cock. His lower half found a tree root sticking half out of the ground, and he shifted so he rubbed across the rough bark. It wasn’t much, but the friction stimulated him through his jeans.
His entire core revolved around tending to Alex and partaking of his essence. He craved Alex’s essence. He bobbed his head as quickly as his uncoordinated movement allowed.
Long fingers wrapped in Uli’s hair before Alex cried out and filled his mouth. As soon as the ejaculate touched his tongue, Uli’s entire body seized up. He hollowed his cheeks as he gave long sucking pulls. As he ingested Alex’s fluids, his own left his body in a joyful orgasm at the same throbbing rate. Uli swallowed deeply as he came.
Energy flooded him. Confusion and exhaustion fled, leaving him invigorated. He licked his lips, tasting Alex again.
He glanced up at his best friend and the question that came out of his mouth was, “Why is your hair red?” It was gorgeous on him, but why did he color his hair?
Alex grinned, ignoring his irrelevant question. “You do know we’re mates?”
Uli hesitated. He reviewed the evidence: he loved Alex, he orgasmed as he tasted Alex’s essence, and now he could sense the same bonds that tied him to Cutter linked him to Alex.
“Yes.” Elation spread through Uli.
“I love you.” Soft and low, Alex’s declaration made him overjoyed. Every impossible thing he’d hoped for now seemed within reach.
Ulrich grabbed him around the waist to hug him tight. He tucked his head down into Alex’s torso. His position made him instantly aware of his mate’s naked parts. Uli tried to ignore the still-hard dick now inches from his mouth. “I love you too.”
Alex tipped Uli’s chin back. “Hey, eyes up here when you say that.”
Uli cracked up. “I love you. I do. I always have and I am glad you’re my mate.” A weight lifted off him that he hadn’t betrayed Cutter.
Alex didn’t need to be asked to give him a moist kiss. Uli drew back to ask, “So Cut’s your mate too.” The thought of sharing didn’t bother him at all. Sharing a mate with Alex would be perfect.
He nodded. “And so is Storm.”
“Storm’s ours too?” Fucking A…being a zombie was awesome! That boy was smoking hot. Now Uli didn’t have to feel guilty about ogling him.
Chuckling, Alex beamed at him. “Glad you don’t find Storm to be a difficult burden.”
Hell no.
“Not at all. But how do you know? Did you…”
Alex shook his head. “No, we haven’t. I don’t know how to describe it, other than I know.”
“Hey, maybe you’re a better psychic than me.” Chuckling, Uli added, “One of us needs to figure out what we should do.” He tried to get off the hard ground, but when he moved he got reminded where his sticky satisfaction ended up. “Ew!”
The sweet man only smiled but didn’t laugh at Uli’s predicament. “Let me text Kai so he knows I found you. I should’ve told them you were okay before…” Alex zipped himself back in his jeans and held out a packet of tissues.
“Thanks.” He took tissues and cleaned up the best he could. “You were a little busy,” Uli teased. He licked his lips yet again, hoping for a little of Alex but found none.
Uli was glad they were in the shadows, because his face heated up when Alex inhaled and groaned a little. Alex must be reacting to male essence all over Uli. Two buzzes interrupted what Alex was going to say, making him laugh.
“What?” He shoved the soiled tissue wad in his pocket. He hoped the distraction would allow him to go soft; otherwise walking back would be rather uncomfortable.
“Your cousin is thrilled you’re fine. But he’s less than thrilled to find out Storm will be a permanent fixture.”
“Yeah, well, he’ll deal.” He’d get used to the guy.
“Yes, he will.” Alex pacified him with another kiss. “I love you very much.” Uli would never tire of hearing that proclamation.
Standing next to him, something appeared different. “Wait… Are you taller?” Alex stood at least seven inches taller than he’d been. Wow, he was even muscular. “What’s going on?” How did these changes happen overnight?
Uli didn’t try to understand the whole secondary dominant zombie transition thing; he just accepted what Alex told him. Clearly, there was a logical explanation for an illogical situation, but he’d learn to accept the crazy. He was a zombie after all.
He studied his mate for a moment. He was the same, but like “alpha intensified” Alex. “So when you woke up this morning you’d grown to this size?” He touched the newly sculpted muscles of Alex’s arm. His arms had doubled in mass from yesterday.
Alex nodded. “My clothing from last night got shredded.” Pushing his glossy red mane over his shoulder, he smiled at Uli in the same way he’d always had.
“And your hair? I mean I like it and all, but it turned red.” Ulrich dropped his gaze to Alex’s pants. He didn’t remember noticing any hair down there when his mouth was occupied.
Alex may have been bigger, more dominant, but the moon’s shine showed he still blushed like a virgin. “No longer there.”
“Like as in just gone?” Alex nodded again. Uli loved when Alex got embarrassed or flustered. He was cute. Uli pushed to clarify, “Smooth.”
“Uli.” His name being said in that way gave him delicious shivers.
“When you say my name, all dominant and shit…” He couldn’t finish his thought as Alex shoved him against a tree and captured his lips. No longer flustered, he seemed to be hell-bent on teaching Uli exactly what he meant when he said “dominant zombie”.
The kiss threatened to delay them further as Uli allowed himself to enjoy his mate kissing the hell out of him. They needed to figure out a strategy to break the news to Cutter and Storm. They should probably… “Mm mm,” trying to speak became useless. He gave up and gave himself over.
He turned his head to break the kiss, but Alex’s mouth slid down his throat. Damn, that was hot. Hungry nips led a trail to Ulrich’s shoulder. Alex sucked up a mark. Oh, fuck! He wanted his mate.
Alex yanked Uli’s arms over his head. “Keep them there,” he instructed in his toppy voice before he dropped to his knees and stared up at him. Uli froze with his arms above his head, leaning back on the tree, waiting for Alex’s pleasure. Alex’s busy fingers opened his zipper.
Groaning, Alex rubbed his face into Ulrich’s semi-cleaned but still sticky crotch. “God, you smell good. I need you to feed me.” Alex snaked his tongue out and licked his shaft.
Hell, yes! He wanted his mate to drink him in. Uli wanted to provide what Alex needed. The fact he would get off was an added benefit. Fuck! His eyes slid shut as Alex took him halfway in.
Alex’s hot mouth trailed up and teased the head of Uli’s cock. Alex pulled off to whisper a quick, “I crave you, my love.”
Uli’s hands dropped from above his head, and he danced his fingers through the wealth of red strands, guiding Alex’s mouth back down over him. “I love you too. Take what you need. I’m yours.”
Alex groaned around Ulrich’s cock, which felt delicious, but what followed was off the charts. He pulled off for a brief moment to growl. Uli put his hands back over his head and was rewarded with sweet suction. It was perfection, but he wouldn’t last long.
His red-haired mate tugged down Ulrich’s jeans farther. Alex’s long-fingered hands cupped Ulrich’s ass and dragged him closer, forcing him in deep.
Uli hit the back of Alex’s throat and felt the slight gag followed by a swallow. Sweet mother of mercy, he couldn’t hold out. Another rise and fall of Alex’s determined lips dragging up and down on his cock made Uli cry out, filling Alex’s mouth full of exactly what his mate needed.
Alex’s moan of pleasure escaped around the swallow. Uli laughed out loud as he came to a joyous conclusion, knowing his orgasm brought one of his mates to completion with him. Uli didn’t care that he probably looked like an idiot with his pants around his knees, his cock finally limp, and grinning like a fool.
“Argh!” Alex complained as he stood up.
When Uli’s pants were back on, he dropped to his knees in front of Alex and stopped him from redoing his pants. “Yeah, I know the feeling.”
Uli quickly licked him clean. He restrained his lustful groan as his tongue found every last drop Alex had spilled. “Better?” he asked as he zipped temptation away.
“Yes.” Alex reached down to help him off his knees. Alex held Uli’s hand and started to lean down to him. He closed his eyes and stopped. “We need a plan.”
Ulrich compelled his eyes to focus on something other than Alex’s full red lips when his talented tongue swiped out to moisten them. “Um, right. How can we tell Cutter and Storm they are zombie mates?” Uli concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other back to the Club Zombie.
Alex joined him. “No clue. How crazy are they going to think we are?”
“Extremely.” Uli stopped. He stood on tiptoes to press a kiss on Alex’s pursed lips. “But your transition will help.”
Chapter Eleven
“Shit. I have a bunch of texts,” Uli told Alex as he scrolled through them.
“Any from Storm and Cutler?” Alex liked how saying Cutter’s full name made him shiver with anticipation. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he noticed that he’d gotten a number of messages as well.
Grinning, Uli thumbed a reply as he answered. “All.”
“Good. I got a bunch too.” He slipped his phone, now off silent, back into his pocket.
Ulrich’s eyes sparkled. “Methinks our mates want us.”
“I’m counting on it.”
“They’re already at the club. Where should we take them?”
“I’ll get a key for one of the private rooms.”
“Get one with chairs so it doesn’t seem like…you know.” Dominant transition be damned. Alex was still shy about anything relating to sex.
Alex could feel his face heat up, which was confirmed by Ulrich’s gleeful laughter. He needed to figure out how to control that automatic response. But the embarrassment of his blush seemed almost worth it to hear the happy sounds emanating from Uli. “Of course.”
Corey immediately saw him coming across the bar. He ran over and jumped into Alex’s arms. “Pfft.” After peeling the little kid off, Alex asked, “Err, can I have a key to a private room?”
“You’ve finally seen the error of your ways. I love the fiery red hair, it suits you.” Corey batted his eyelashes. “I’ll call Jackson.”
“No. What? No!” He needed to stop Corey now before he took his wrong idea further.
Corey cracked up. “You should have seen your face.” He pointed at him as he doubled over laughing. “Did you fear for your virtue? I’ll have you know I’d have been very gentle with you.” Continuing to laugh, he strutted over to the bar and reached underneath to pull out a key. “So it’s true? You went through the secondary transition. Damn, you’re even hotter than before.” He handed over the key.
Ulrich stepped up behind Alex to wrap a possessive arm around him. Alex didn’t have to see Uli’s expression to know it screamed
mine
.
“And you found your mate?” Corey asked with his hands on his hips as if he were assessing Uli’s worthiness.
Uli stiffened. “He has three, actually. Yes, Alex and I are extremely lucky.” An expression of deep pain marred Corey’s face. Instantly, Uli’s body tensed. “I’m sorry, Corey. I wasn’t trying to be mean…” His mate sounded upset at himself so Alex tucked him under his arm and rubbed his back in calming circles.
Corey and Jackson had been searching for their third mate for years, and while they had each other, it wasn’t enough. “No, I’m sorry. I guess now I understand why you always hated me flirting with him. I’m sorry.” He blew a stream of air upwards that lifted his hair. “You’re lucky. You just turned twenty-one and you found all three of your mates all on a silver platter.” Disbelief mixed with tears gathered in Corey’s eyes, but a careless wipe across his face seemed enough to hold them back. “Good. I’m happy for you. I should never have…” His words ended in a wet sob that was cut off.
Alex cleared his throat and found his deeper range. “It’s fine, Corey. Your flirting never bothered me.”
Uli stepped to the man bowing his head. “I’m just a jealous ass. I’m sorry, Corey.” Uli hugged the man tight before stepping back. “You’ll find your third.”
“Yeah, right.” He inhaled a shaky breath. “I have Jackson and really I love him more than anything in the world, so I’m very lucky.” Hastily, Corey changed the subject with a scrunched-up face. “Wow, the transition really bulked you up.”
Alex studied himself for the hundredth time and the transformation still didn’t feel real. “Yeah, we’re hoping it will help lend truth to our explanation.”
“Hopefully, our mates will accept us.” Uli wrung his hands as he frowned.
Alex swallowed hard at the depth of the pain he’d glimpsed. “You’ll find your other mate.” He really did believe that.
After clearing his throat, Corey said, “Yeah, sure. Of course we will.” The imp kissed him on the cheek and pressed his lips to Uli’s. He giggled at Ulrich’s uncomfortable reaction of pushing him gently away. “Catch you later. I’d wish you luck but since you’ve already found three mates I’m going wish you good skill.” He made a beeline to Jackson and kissed him before melting into his own mate.
Alex couldn’t fix everything in the world now matter how much he wanted to. He needed to concentrate on his mates so they could be taken care of in every way.
Uli broke into his thoughts. “They’re over there at the corner table. I’ll go collect them.”
“Okay.” Alex twirled the key on the ring as he waited. He knew as soon as his physical changes registered with them because Cutter and Storm’s mouths gaped open.