Chapter 48: Chapter 47

“I’m sorry,” Jaxson mumbled as they made their way back to the palace. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“It’s OK. We thought we were safe. I guess Laura lied.” Chris looked to his bare feet as he walked. He had been certain Laura was behind it all. Guilt barrelled into Chris, and he knew it wasn’t his own.

“I should have been more aware… I shouldn’t have offered to be your guard… I wasn’t paying attention. I-”

“Jaxson,” Chris barked looking to the other male. “It is not your fault.” He stepped into his way, blocking his path and clasped his hand between Chris’ two palms before reaching up and swiping his thumbs gently over Jaxson’s cheekbones. “There is no reason for your guilt. The more guilty you feel, the more I feel it.” He rested his forehead against the other male. “I want to get back, please?”

The urge to complete the process was burning through both their every being. It was a pain. An itch that couldn’t be scratched. A hunger that couldn’t be satiated. Their bond was sealed… they just had to physically bond… mate.

Reaching down to kiss the mark on Chris’ shoulder. Taking a deep breath through his nose, Jaxson nodded.

As they entered the palace, Chris was momentarily blinded by blonde hair flying into his face as a body slammed into him. “Mamma,” he complained.

She pulled away, cupping his cheeks. “Are you OK? Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the infirmary? You need the infirmary.”

“Mother!” he growled. “I’m alright, it was just a few scratches and pulled muscles. Nothing terrible.”

“Oh my boy,” she crooned, tugging him in for another hug. Chris’ cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Jaxson was right there, watching!

Just because he was a mamma’s boy didn’t mean he wanted Jaxson to know that.

“Err… Mother, have you met Jaxson?” Chris asked awkwardly.

She pulled away and instantly grabbed the large male into an embrace. “It’s lovely to meet you! I’ve heard lots about you and…” she trailed off, the sound of sniffing filled the stone entranceway. “Congratulations.” She kissed Jaxson’s cheek maternally before doing the same to Chris. “Dinner on Friday? I think it would be nice to see your suite, do you agree, darling?” she asked Chris.

“Err.. I’m not sure. I don’t really feel comfortable…” he trailed off.

“Oh. Well, our suite? Or the banquet hall.”

“I’d like some time with my mate. I don’t wish to entertain.”

“I’m fine to have dinner,” Jaxson pitched in gently. “It’s just one night. But maybe next week?”

“Next week sounds lovely. Chris, darling?”

As usual, despite his own wants, he wanted to say yes, agree. But opening his mouth he knew a no was going to come out. He swallowed, turning to Jaxson to slyly link him.

“I can’t say yes… but I know I need to… but…”

“Next week will be lovely, Your Majesty,” Jaxson stated politely to the former Queen.

“Oh, call me Elsbeth, you’re part of the family!”

“What does father think of it?” Chris muttered.

“He’s fine, darling. I will see you next week then, Friday? Or would Thursday be better?”

“Friday would be lovely, see you then,” Jaxson replied, settling his hand on the small of Chris’ back.

“I’ll see you later, Mamma, we need to get home.”

“Understandable, my boy.” She gave him another peck on the cheek before letting them go.

Jaxson was quick to hurry Chris up to the first floor and to their suite. As soon as the door was shut, Chris found himself instantly pinned against the hallway wall.

“Mine,” the gravelly tone of Jaxson’s wolf rumbled as he possessed Chris’ lips, slipping his tongue between his lips.

Chris’ hands wandered over the other male’s chest and back. The need to feel him, touch him. Have his skin.

Not caring too heavily, Chris pushed Jaxson’ into the living room, their t-shirts flying off as they went. Jaxson pushed him onto the sofa, diving down on top of him, fumbling with the jeans button.

“It’s all going to be OK,” Chris stated. He didn’t know how that was the truth… but it came from his mouth, so it was.

“That the truth, huh?”

“Yes.”

Jaxson chuckled before taking his mouth with his own, dragging Chris’ jeans down. Releasing his lips, Jaxson trailed his mouth down his neck, shoulder and chest. Arousal flooded through Chris with the feel, it felt… perfect. Felt like it always should be, and they knew it was what it always would be.

Flipping, he found himself on top straddling Jaxson on the plush rug. He wasn’t sure when the joggers had disappeared, but was happy to rub against him. His fingers went to the healing claw marks on Jaxson’s chest, his arm. Leaning down, he kissed each one, knowing many would scar. Shifting, he kissed where the doctor had cut him, the mark no longer there but Chris would always remember where it was. He wanted to eradicate any lasting pain.

“You’re perfect,” Jaxson whispered through a moan, dragging Chris up for their lips to be melded together, a join that Chris would happily facilitate forever… well nearly, they had to eat.

Coiling his arms firmly around Chris, he soon found himself on his back on the rug, Jaxson above him. Reaching down, a burn of arousal surged through him when a finger pressed inside. He cracked his head back, eyes rolling when it pressed deeper. He expected pain, but there was none. The mixture of pleasure was nothing he’d felt before. It was everything. 

So good.

“M-more,” he whimpered. He’d never felt a need so hot and demanding before. What he needed, he wasn’t sure… but more would be a start. His whole body vibrated as his arousal heightened.

They dived into bliss. Needs growing higher until they crashed in a crescendo of passion, love and tenderness.

Chris nipped at the mark on Jaxson’s neck playfully as they crashed onto their sides. With chests heaving, they basked, their warm bodies snuggled together. Jaxson’s chest was warm and comforting against Chris’ forehead as his eyes drifted closed. “Thank you for accepting me,” he mumbled sleepily.

“There was nothing I wanted more.”

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