MYSTIC 4: The Rules for Mating (MM)
[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Futuristic Paranormal Romantic Suspense, M/M, public exhibition, HEA]
Trent and Kalib have known for some time they are mates. However, they can't seem to stop arguing long enough to make it official. Maybe the rules of mating the others have set for them can help them make it work. A Canadian vacation is suggested to help Trent and Kalib find the time to talk and maybe figure out if they are really meant to be.
An attack on the Canadian Mystic agents interferes with their alone time. A few agents are hurt and another man, Keith, is injured and almost dies. Needing answers, Trent uses the infatuation Keith seems to have for him in order to gain information about the Eliminators and the part the Council may be playing in the attacks.
What will happen when Keith finds out that the only man for Trent is in the other room?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Kalib sat in the passenger seat as Trent drove them towards Canada, as Ryker and Max followed them from the other SUV.
The idea was that Ryker and Max would go the two hours to New York, and then two of the Canadian crew would meet up with them and take them the rest of the way. This way if any Nefarious were around, they would have a fighting chance of getting past them.
Kalib couldn’t believe that he was finally getting the chance to be alone with his mate. He would be lying if he didn’t say he wasn’t a bit nervous. Talking with his mate didn’t usually end well for them.
“So do you have everything you need for your new lab?” Kalib asked.
Nodding, Trent said, “Yeah, I think so.”
“What are you going to work on first?” Kalib asked as he turned to look at Trent.
Turning onto the highway, Trent said, “I was thinking of trying to help prevent pregnancy. you know, like a birth control for men. This way if a mated couple does not want to have kids right away, they don’t have to.”
“That pregnancy thing is still a shock. What did Bram say about telling the other MYSTIC guys? Are we supposed to mention it at all?” Kalib asked.
Trent scooted back a bit in his seat as he took on a more relaxed stance, “He said that we need to get with a guy named Jeffries.”
“Sean Jeffries, he is the Director of the Canada branch of MYSTIC.” Kalib said matter-of -factly.
Trent looked as a car passed and then faced front once more, “I guess. He just said that we are to get with Jeffries, and we can tell him about mates and pregnancy, but we are not to say a word about Matt or Quade being pregnant.”
With light laughter Kalib said, “He is very protective of the mates.”
“Well I have to tell you, if it was you, I wouldn’t want anyone knowing either.” Trent said sternly.
Kalib turned to Trent, “Oh? And why am I the one that is going to have the child? Why not you?”
Trent’s eyes went wide as he gasped and looked at Kalib, “What? Kalib, I have never bottomed in my life!”
The heavy lashes that shadowed Kalib’s cheeks flew up. He didn’t think, that at six foot five inches tall, spiky short blond hair, and military look, Trent had bottomed often, but to think that the man never had was just surprising. However, thinking that just because Kalib was only five-eleven, with his blond wavy hair, and much smaller bone structure meant he would never be able to top, just didn’t sit well with Kalib at all.
“Why do you look so surprised?” Trent asked.
Kalib’s temper flared, “You have got to be kidding me! Why am I surprised? Well I don’t know Trent, I thought that mates were equal in everything, in the relationship and you just spoke to me as if I was the ‘girl’ of ours!”
“What the hell are you talking about Kalib? All I said was that I had never bottomed before.” Trent argued just as loud.
Kalib snapped back, “I just have no idea what the hell fate was thinking when they put us together as mates! We have absolutely nothing in common!”
The car swerved sharply to the right as Trent pulled into a rest area and slammed on the brakes. Jerking the door open he immediately got out and walked towards the bathrooms.
Kalib sat there until a sharp rapping startled him. Looking up he saw Ryker standing next to the door with a look of concern on his face.
Opening the door Kalib got out of the car and looked at the bench farther to the right and began walking to it.
Ryker followed Kalib and sat a water bottle in front of him as he said, “You want to talk about it?”
Kalib didn’t know that tears were running down his cheeks until he went to rub his face. Sniffling, Kalib said, “Ryker, what am I going to do? We can’t be together more than ten minutes without fighting.”
Ryker played with the paper on his bottle as he sighed, “Kalib, you two just need to learn to talk to each other, but more importantly you need to learn to listen to each other.”
Sniffing, Kalib said, “I do listen. He just makes no sense to me at all. He doesn’t understand why I got so upset because he came to MYSTIC.”
Snorting, Ryker said, “Hell, none of us understand why you got so upset.”
Kalib opened the water bottle and took a sip, then said, “I wasn’t upset that he came to MYSTIC. I was afraid. We have all this shit going on and the thought that Trent is now in the middle of it, scares me.”
Nodding in understanding Ryker said, “I can understand that, but I don’t think that was the entire reason either.”
Sighing, Kalib said, “No it wasn’t. He didn’t sit with me and talk out the pros and cons. First he says he is going to join and then he changed his mind and then he changed it back. He made the entire decision on his own. I just thought that mates...”
Kalib stopped talking and looked away and Ryker finished his sentence, “You just thought that mates meant that you did everything together.”
Nodding, Kalib swallowed the dry lump in his throat, “I want what you and Quinn have so bad Ryker. I just don’t see it happening with Trent and I.”
Kalib laughed and then winked as he placed his hand over Trent’s hard cock and squeezed, “I can show you something else that would be fun to do on this road.”
Trent gave Kalib a perturbed look. “You know you’re playing with fire, right?”
“Maybe so, but I don’t tease,” Kalib said as he unzipped Trent’s pants and pushed his hand down the man’s boxer briefs.
Trent raised his hips as he gasped. “Wh–what are you doing?”
Kalib unfastened his seat belt and lowered his salivating mouth to Trent’s hard, weeping cock. Stroking Trent’s manhood up and down, Kalib said in a hushed tone, “JP said that when we got on the bumpy ride it was another twenty minutes to the house, in case I wanted to finish what was started earlier.”
Trent lifted his hips when Kalib pulled on his pants and then must have pushed the seat lever to push him back a bit further.
There was no holding back the moan as Kalib’s warm, moist mouth encased Trent’s hard shaft and slid to the base in one move. “Uhh… Oh damn!”
Kalib hummed and made Trent’s balls vibrate, causing Trent to hiss his pleasure as Kalib took his balls in hand to roll them around softly. “Oh yeah…I like having my balls played with.”
Kalib squeezed softly and continued the up-and-down ministrations, making Trent throw his head back and begin to pant.
Trent could feel he was getting close and was about to say something, when Kalib’s mouth popped off his painfully hard shaft, causing Trent to snarl. “What the fuck, Kalib, I was about to…”
Kalib placed a finger on Trent’s mouth as he smiled wickedly and said, “This is my blow job for you, now push your ass a bit closer to the edge of the seat.”
Trent did as he was instructed, and Kalib immediately placed the warm moist heat of his mouth back on the tip of his cock. A large rut was in the road, and Trent hit it, causing the SUV to bounce up and push Kalib’s mouth to the base and stroke back up when it hit another bump.
Trent hissed and Kalib smiled around Trent’s shaft as he mumbled, “Told you.”
“Yeah,” Trent panted. “Yeah you did. Damn your mouth feels so good.”
Kalib removed his hand from Trent’s balls and placed a finger to Trent’s mouth, lifting his mouth only long enough to murmur, “Wet it, please.”
Trent opened his mouth, and Kalib moaned his own pleasure as Trent suckled that finger. When it was wet to Kalib’s satisfaction, he removed the digit and Trent about wrecked the vehicle when it was quickly placed to his hole and pushed in.
“Kalib!” Trent screamed as he got the vehicle under control for the moment.
Kalib began to slowly move his finger in and out of Trent’s hole as he increased the suction and movements.
Kalib’s head moved with the bouncing of the SUV and Trent was about to lose it. “Kalib… Please! I need…I need…”
Kalib pushed his finger all the way in as Trent lifted slightly. When Kalib crooked his finger and hit his prostate, Trent felt his orgasm slam into him and out of his cock. His seed shot down his mate’s throat and Trent had to do everything in his power to keep the SUV from slamming into the tree.
Kalib continued to suck and lick the seed from Trent’s spent dick and Trent was gasping for air as a large cabin came into view.
Kalib sat up and wiped some of his mate’s essence that remained on the corner of his mouth and licked his finger. “Mmm…you taste as good as I thought you would.”
Trent stopped the vehicle behind the one he had been following and laying his head back he let out a deep breath. “Holy shit!”
Kalib snickered as he said, “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Not the blow job… Well I did enjoy that, too, but I’m talking about their place,” Trent said in awe.
Kalib looked forward for the first time and gasped. The house was made out of all logs except for the rock base it sat on. The building was a good four stories high, and if they took about five of their houses and set them side by side, it might come close to the length of this one. “Fuck! I’m going to need a map just to find my way to the kitchen.”
“Tell me about it. Damn, look at that fountain,” Trent said softly as he just sat there staring.
Kalib looked to where Trent indicated. A large round island sat in front of the house with plants, rocks, and a waterfall flowing. It was absolutely beautiful.
Seeing JP getting out of the car, Kalib smacked Trent’s arm to get his mate’s attention. “You need to cover up before the guys figure out what we were doing.”
Trent laughed as he lifted his hips and fixed his pants. “Kalib, JP was looking out the window from the moment we turned onto the road. Hell if I’m not mistaken, Xavior handed the man money.”
Kalib’s jaw dropped. “Are you saying they bet on whether or not I would give you a blow job?”
Trent laughed as Kalib grabbed the handle and opened the door. Getting out, Kalib looked at a very happy JP and snapped, “Did you bet on whether Trent and I would have sexual relations?”
JP smiled wide as he said, “If you mean whether or not you were going to give your sexy doctor head or not, of course I did. Why do you think I told you how long you had when we turned?”