Chapter 28 (M)

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.:Author's Note:.

The freaks come out at night. ^_^

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Liam's POV:

                There was a sudden coldness in the hospital room that had my anxiety spiking. I nervously bit my lip as everyone else stared in shock at the space Madeline had been standing in just seconds ago. My anxiety seemed to increase as Blake angrily stood up, almost dropping me to the ground, before he chased after his sister. Tears brimmed my eyes as I wrapped my arms around myself, wanting nothing more than to chase after my mate, but knowing that it wasn't my place to get involved. This was a family issue, and unfortunately, I wasn't family. The thought made my chest tighten.

                I sat back down in Blake's seat and started tapping my fingers against my thighs. With each beat, I counted out a second so that I didn't give my mind space for fear to make an appearance. I was up to 120 seconds before Mr. Older Lion (or Eric as I recently learned) came over to address me. I stilled as he crouched down in front of me and smiled apologetically.

                "I'm sorry you had to see that, Liam." He said with a sigh before running his fingers through his hair. I attempted to smile in understanding before giving him a small shrug.

                "It's o-okay. I'd like t-to believe that every f-family has their problems." I replied, smiling even wider when Mr. Older Lion chuckled.

                "You can say that again."

                Knowing that he didn't really want me to repeat myself, I kept quiet. He ruffled my hair before standing and returning to his spot by the window. Maxie ran over and jumped into my lap, licking my face in order to get me to cheer up. I giggled as he did, also scratching behind his ear in the process. Dimi and his sisters were having a hushed conversation while their parents decided to step out for coffees. No one seemed to want to address the elephant in the room.

                It took twenty minutes for Blake to return, and when he did, he was angrier than before.

                "Liam, we need to go." He muttered lowly, making me scramble to my feet with Maxie in my hands. I was grateful that he at least took the time to say goodbye to everyone else before gently pulling me out of the room. Sending a quick goodbye of my own over my shoulder, I followed behind my angry mate.

                The silence was deafening as we made it out of the hospital and into the car. I wanted to ask if there was anything I could do to help, but maybe speaking would've made him madder, so I decided to keep quiet. Nervously biting my lip, I took cautious glances at my mate as he drove. His knuckles had gone white due to the way he was gripping the steering wheel so tightly.

                It took a little convincing on my part, but after belittling myself for not doing anything at all, I reached over to pull one of his hands from the steering wheel. His eyes snapped to meet mine for a second, and in that second, I could see some of the anger leaving his body as he sighed. He squeezed my hand in appreciation as he faced the road again.

                The silence was still present, but it wasn't as tense as before, and I was grateful for that.

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                Blake closed his apartment door and I was pressed against it with his lips on mine before I knew what was happening. My heart rate increased as his tongue invaded my mouth and my body melted against his. We had returned Maxie to the shelter before coming here so I didn't have any reason to be embarrassed that I was being watched by anyone but my mate.

                "I need to take you up on that offer." Blake mumbled hotly once he broke the kiss. I shuddered as my gaze seemed to go hazy as I looked at his swollen lips. Heat blossomed in my cheeks as I felt his obviously erect penis. He growled lowly as he delved into my neck, nipping my skin with his fangs. The action was erotic, and I felt myself become aroused a second later.

                Before I could shamelessly beg for more, Blake stopped his ministrations and stepped away from me. I whined slightly, which made him chuckle darkly as he walked over to his couch and sat down. I watched with an unfocused vision as he beckoned me over.

                "Liam?"

                "Y-yes, Sir?"

                "I want you to kneel in front me."

                The pre-ejaculate was forming a wet spot in my panties as I walked over to my mate and kneeled in front of him like he wanted me to. I was rewarded with a soft caress of my cheek and a proud smile.

                "Very good, love."

                The simple praise made me vibrate with excitement and smile bashfully.

                "Thank y-you, Sir."

                Blake shuffled a bit as he unbuttoned his pants and pushed it down to mid-thighs. If someone were to ask me why I was suddenly salivating as he pulled out his engorged member from his boxers, I wouldn't be able to give them a proper answer.

                "Come closer, love." Blakey ordered, and I did so quickly until I was face to face with his penis. It looked really big close to my face, and I couldn't help it as curiosity got the best of me, causing me to wrap my fingers around it. I couldn't even form a proper fist around it!

                Despite the intimate moments shared with Blake before, I haven't really touched him like he has touched me. Now that I think about, my mate has always been the one pleasing me and I haven't returned the favor. It was selfish of me. With his member still in my hand, I glanced up to see that he was patiently staring at me.

                "M-may I, Sir?"

                "Do whatever feels right, love." He replied with a gentle smile, which was the encouragement I needed to lick the head of his member. He slid down more so that he could lay back on the couch as I took more of him into my mouth. The taste of his pre-ejaculate ignited an intense craving in me for more. I moaned as the salty-sweet fluid dropped in beads against my tongue.

                Hm. This isn't so bad. Who knew penises were so tasty? No wonder Blake liked performing fellatio on me so much. I don't think I want to stop.

                After silently giggling to my own thoughts, I paid attention to the task at hand; well, in mouth. I thought of all the things Blake did to me and repeated them as best as I could. I knew I was doing well when my mate moaned above me, slipping his fingers through my hair and tugging it in the most pleasurable way. My own member was stiff and leaking in my panties, and my pants made me feel uncomfortable, but I focused on pleasing my mate instead of my discomfort.

                I took more of Blake's shaft into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the entire thing as I went down, and moaning as more of his pre-fluid touched my tongue. When I couldn't take any more due to my lack of experience, I used my hand to stimulate the rest.

Blake's moans, groans, and pants fueled me to suck him more. I glanced up at him to see that his eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly parted. Bobbing my head on his penis wasn't as difficult to do as I thought it would be. My spit was enough lubrication to make movements easy. I really like this.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Blake cursed as he looked down at me. I hummed before slipping him out of my mouth so that I could breathe, but I continued to please him with my hands. Licking my lips, I savored the taste of my mate, finding it extremely gratifying. "You're doing so well, love."

I beamed up at his pleasure filled face before licking him sensually from root to tip.

"T-thank you, Sir." I replied and then took him back into my mouth.

I wasn't sure how long I spent performing fellatio on my mate. However, I was so into it that I shrieked a little when he pulled me up unexpectedly. Redness burst in my cheeks, straight to the tip of my ears, as he smirked at me while pushing my bum down on his penis. I gasped as he unbuttoned my pants and slipped his hands into the front of my panties. His eyes widened when he realized how wet and sticky I was from just sucking him off. It made me go a shade darker.

"Blake!" I whined as he used his claws to tear apart my pants. I lose a piece of clothing every single time...

"They were in the way." My mate replied cheekily before flipping us over so that my butt was in the air as I leaned against the headrest. He rubbed his hard member against my panties while pulling my shirt off. I bit my lip in anticipation as I pushed my bum out, more than ready for whatever was going to come.

"Do you remember your safe word, love?"

"Y-yes. It's a-anxiety." I replied a little breathlessly as I impatiently waved my bum in his face. I yelped as he tsked at me and pinched one cheek.

"Liam..." He dragged out my name in warning, causing slight shame to fill me as I pouted. Not wanting to be on the other end of his disappointment, I kept still, even though there was nothing more that I wanted than a spanking. Look at you, Liam!

"Good boy." He praised a second later before kissing the cheek he pinched. I moaned as he didn't stop at just kissing. His teeth sank into the sensitive spot before he soothed it with his tongue. After, he repeated his actions on the other cheek. My fist clenched against the headrest as he moved my panties to the side and blew on my rosebud.

I wanted to whine when he suddenly stopped touching me altogether, but I kept it in as I looked back at him. I guess my facial expression showed how needy I was because my mate chuckled as he leaned over me to ravish my lips. His hand massaged my cheeks before a stinging sensation spread across my backside a few seconds later. My eyes widened before they closed once again as I melted against the couch.

Blake's tongue felt like heaven as he caressed and prodded my own to play with his. He swallowed all of my moans and whimpers as his hand continued to abuse my cheeks. I arched a little, wanting more than I was already receiving, even though the pain was making an appearance.

"B-Blakey!" I cried out as an unexpected wet finger breached me. My breath hitched as Blake didn't wait for me to get used to the feeling. Instead, he inserted another finger and went to work spreading me open. He kissed me one more time before disappearing from my line of sight. His breath fanned around his fingers that were thrusting into me so blissfully. Drool pooled in my mouth as he touched my prostate, causing me to see stars and my head to spin. I moved my hips to take him deeper as I swallowed before biting into the couch.

This was supposed to be about Blake, but yet again, I found myself receiving all the pleasure. I didn't like the fact, so I tried to contain my moaning while getting Blake's attention.

"S-Sir?"

"Yes, love?'

I bit my lip, trying to hold in another moan, but unable to do so as Blake's tongue joined his fingers. It took a few seconds for me to remember why I even wanted Blake's attention in the first place.

"May I – I want to please y-you too."

Blake stopped licking in order to chuckle before kissing up my bare back and sinking his teeth into the sweet spot on my neck. I threw my head back to lay on his shoulder as his fingers seemed to go deeper as he rubbed himself on me. Shuddering against my mate, I greedily took his fingers in before turning my face so that we were kissing again.

Unfortunately, much like all good things, our moment had to come to an end. The sound of Blake's phone going off disrupted our lusty activities and caused my mate to growl lowly as he broke our kiss with obvious irritation. I took in deep breaths and tried to get my heart pumping at a steady beat once again as I fell back to lay down on the couch.

I really hate cell phones. I thought to myself as Blake walked around with his penis still out, trying to locate the small device. My face erupted in flames. My eyes had a mind of their own as they decided not to stray from his anatomy. I was drawn to it, and I had to question whether it was because I was gay or because he was my mate. I'm gonna go with the latter.

With my breathing now steady, I sat up and took in my appearance. My skin was bruised by Blake's fingers, and instead of it bothering me, it made me smile at how intense he was. My own member had gone soft and I had an uncomfortable feeling in my underwear due to all the sticky pre-ejaculate. I quickly found my shirt and put it on, knowing that I had no pants thanks to Blake.

He sighed over by the counter, catching my attention. He was frowning which made my smile disappear.

"Blakey? What's wrong?" I asked, causing his eyes to meet mine. He had yet to tuck his member away, but it wasn't my main concern as the stress from earlier seemed to seep back into his body.

"That was Detective Murray. He said that Zara has a valid alibi and she was nowhere near the Graveyard that night. She didn't cause the explosion."

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