Part 9
The Eye of The Storm
The next morning Sebastian wouldn't allow Hunter to get away with the redirection he got in the shower. His mate simply wasn't comfortable with gay sex yet. Yet. After a precious few hours of sleep, Sebastian was under the covers and sucking his mate hard while easing two slick fingers into the man's tight heat. Hunter's prostate was easy enough to find. His mate nearly jumped three feet off the bed and fingers threaded through Sebastian's hair.
"I…can't." Hunter panted. Apparently the night before the man's courage had been bolstered by alcohol. In the light of the morning, however, he was back to that same, frustrating need for total control.
Sebastian let his mouth slide off Hunter's cock but he still continued to tease the head with the tip of his tongue between words. "You can. You just won't."
"No…I…can't."
"Tell me you don't want it. Tell me you don't need it. Tell me to fuck off. And I'll stop." When no response came, Sebastian practically swallowed Hunter's cock, eliciting and moan and causing Hunter to slap his hand over his eyes.
"Please!" Hunter's hips were rocking forward, his body asking for more and Sebastian could feel the assault working. He had Hunter at his mercy and he was going to make this man come so hard, his mate would never forget this moment. And the fact that it was Sebastian who had melted Hunter's hard exterior and turned him into a hot, begging mess was only going to make the victory sweeter.
Sebastian moaned as the skin around Hunter's cock stretched tight and the man's body tensed up. His fingers raked over Hunter's spot again making the man moan in return.
A knock at the door. "Sebastian?"
If Sebastian had been more aware, he would have recognized Kurt's voice and scent, but he was far too focused on Hunter who had noticed the interruption and was in the middle of a mild freak out. "Shouldn't we…oh!" Sebastian growled and his eyes flashed yellow for an instant. The pressure of fingers became more insistent and his tongue worked along Hunter's shaft as though he was born to do it. The message was clear, whoever wanted Sebastian's attention could wait until he'd had his fill of his mate. Hunter's head went back, bending to the will of the wolf, and he let go with a shout.
"Ohhhkay…I'll come back." Kurt had apparently heard Hunter who was currently falling apart. Hunter exploded into his mate's mouth, who didn't waste a second thought about swallowing every last drop of Hunter and slowly, gently milking him for as much as he could get with a satisfied look of contentment on his face.
Hunter seemed so sensitive, yet at the same time, was captivated watching the man give him the second most thorough blow job he'd ever had. The first one being the day after they met and ran through the woods. "Why?"
Hunter was propped up on his elbows watching Sebastian slowly let him go and linger over the scent before kissing the shaft of the man's cock farewell.
"Why what?" Sebastian's lips were so cherry red it was ridiculous.
"Why do you..do that?"
Sebastian smiled at his mate. "I love the way you taste. It's like your scent in the most raw form." He nipped playfully at Hunter's thigh, "it's addictive."
Hunter's head fell back down to pillow and even though he was very naked with Sebastian's resting between his spread legs, he acted as though he wasn't ready to move any time soon. "Kurt was at the door." Hunter lifted his head at Sebastian's moan of indifference. "Or didn't you notice?"
"I noticed." Sebastian began getting up slowly and offered a hand to Hunter, "he's lucky I was too busy to open the door and punch him." No one was going to get between him and his mate, not even by accident.
"We should find out what he wants though." Hunter was scouting around for clothes, Sebastian's clothes.
"You need a wardrobe.." Sebastian remarked as he watched Hunter cover that flawless frame with clothing. "Or not."
"I have a wardrobe." Hunter replied evenly. "As soon as we find Damien and turn him into the FBI or whatever, I'll be able to get back to it."
That got Sebastian's attention. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? If anything, they could send for Hunter's things and he wouldn't have to go anywhere. Before he could ask the man to elaborate however, Hunter walked into the bathroom for some private time.
"Finally." Kurt was sitting at the table, a plate of waffles and coffee had already been made for them. Sebastian was shooting dirty looks at his way.
"This is what warranted a knock on my door? Coffee?" Sebastian asked with a sour face. "For future reference, sex is very important to me. You're lucky I didn't try to hurt you. Hunter is my priority and I'm a newly mated wolf in the middle of a mating heat. It is very dangerous to interfere, you know that."
Kurt seemed unphased by the lecture and even shoved a plate of waffles towards Hunter who had come in behind Sebastian and was blushing three shades of red. "I have news."
"Is it about the congratulatory Ad in the paper? Because I know about that already." Sebastian made sure Hunter was eating and then turned his attention on his own plate though Hunter's eyes went wide at the mention of the two of them being pictured in the paper together.
"Not that, though both of your outfits make you look like poster boys for gay Republicans." He waved his hand and ignored Hunter who was choking on his coffee. "My friend, the one from the ATV rental place in Westerville called me this morning. She thinks Damien's people are back. She wouldn't tell me more, but she wants to meet with me face to face." Kurt smirked, "I'll need to borrow your car."
"No!" Hunter and Sebastian said together and then looked at one another in a shocked moment synchronicity.
"You can't take the Porsche." Insisted Sebastian.
"Let me go instead." Hunter tried to interrupt.
"No one is going anywhere." Sebastian was ignoring Hunter and crossing his arms. "This is what we wanted. Wes will want the pack to be part of phase 2."
Hunter was no longer eating, but staring at Sebastian hard. "This is my fight."
"No." Sebastian said simply. "It isn't. You might not be pack yet but you're my mate and I have the pack's support. We're stronger together." Sebastian glanced at Kurt once, "and you're pack. You should know better."
"It's just a meeting.." Kurt insited.
"That could lead us to the killer." Sebastian was ready to argue more, but Hunter was up and moving.
"He killed my parents. I should be the one to say what happens next." With one angry sweep Hunter shoved half the food from the table and walked out of the kitchen. Sebastian could feel angry energy pulsing down the mating bond. Why didn't Hunter understand that this was for his own good? When was he going to get that Sebastian was willing to do anything to keep his mate safe?
"Well that peace didn't last long." Sebastian muttered and walked out on the sliding glass door so he could call Wes. His mate was being unreasonable, and Kurt was being downright crazy. As a human, Kurt was fragile and no amount of emotional strength was going to stop the Wild Wolves from tearing him apart. Not to mention, Blaine would flip his shit if he thought Sebastian allowed Kurt to walk willingly into a tense, dangerous situation. What kind of friend would he be if he let that happen?
Once Wes got the message that they had a lead on Damien, it was decided that the pack would make Kurt's rendezvous. Sebastian hung up the phone and walked back into the house. The food Hunter scattered was still on the floor. A mess like that would normally drive Kurt insane. Maybe Kurt was mad at him as well. Even so, Hunter made the mess and Sebastian would willingly take responsibility for his mate's behavior. He quietly cleaned up the kitchen, putting things away and thinking about Hunter.
There was nothing more he wanted than for Hunter to stay with him and join the pack. But Hunter was half human, and moreover, Hunter had a life, a human's life. He had a job at a military academy before Damien began a murderous recruitment effort and by all accounts, it looked as though Hunter might want to return to that life once the Wild Wolf Pack was no longer an issue. His mate wasn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but neither was Sebastian. He could accept the control issues and hot-headed flashes of anger. There wasn't even a problem with Hunter's insane-looking wolf. The problem that Sebastian couldn't wrap his head around, was the fact that his mate still had a serious lack of trust. They were mates and Hunter was still reading Sebastian's mind trying to verify what Sebastian said. His last problem was Hunter's acceptance of his sexuality. The guy couldn't even face up to it in the dark while Sebastian was riding his cock. That was a separate issue though, and one Hunter needed to work on within himself.
With the kitchen clean and his head clear, he decided it was time to speak with his anxious mate and put the truth between them out loud once and for all. Every second the two of them were together they seemed to excel at unspoken communication though what came out when they spoke never quite matched up. Today would be different.
"Seb?" The door opened and Jeff walked in, followed by Nick and a few others.
"What was fast." Sebastian hadn't even climbed the first step.
"We're kind of on standby." Jeff shrugged and Wes walked in with David. "We got in touch with Blaine at the clinic too, since the caller reached out to Kurt."
"Where's Kurt?" Wes walked in looking as though he hadn't slept in a month. "I've spoken to the regional pack leaders. Damien is a very dangerous wolf. The sooner we get him out of our territory, the better."
That was a good question. Where was Kurt? Sebastian hadn't seen him or Hunter in the half hour or so since Hunter's little blow up. "Oh…no." Sebastian stood up and felt his pockets for the keys to his car. They were exactly where they were supposed to be.
"What?" Wes raised an eyebrow.
"Kurt wanted to borrow my car so he could check out the lead himself…but I said no. I still have my keys. It's not like Kurt's mechanical enough to hotwire a Porsche." Sebastian went quiet because now that he'd said it out loud, that was exactly the kind of thing Kurt might know how to do.
Jeff and Nick were already bolting to the opposite side of the house to the garage, but Sebastian knew what had happened even before they got back. "The car is gone." Jeff and Nick didn't have to say it out loud though they both did. The two left to search the rest of the house to make sure.
"Kurt." Sebastian hissed. "Hunter had to have gone with him. We have to go after them!"
"Go after who?" The entire room turned as one to see Blaine with his rosy cheeks and bright smile standing in the doorway. Sebastian used to think the guy was sex on a stick. Now he was supposed to tell this beautiful man that the center of his universe had done something really dangerous.
"Kurt." Wes stepped forward first. "He took Sebastian's car to follow a lead at the same ATV rental shop Damien used when he was after Hunter." Blaine's expression slowly dropped as the truth sank in. His mate had skipped off into danger without a second thought and he was the last to know.
Instead of answering Wes, he walked forward and closed in on Sebastian, landing a solid punch to the man's face.
Sebastian reeled back with the momentum and felt hot blood flowing from his nose. "What the fuck!"
"This is your fault!" Blaine was yelling and closing in on Sebastian again, though Wes was trying to pull him back.
"Blaine! This isn't going to solve anything!" He barely had a hold of Blaine's arms.
"You're the one who took him investigating gating in the first place! If you had a better bond with your mate, that whole situation could have been avoided! But you had to let him think he could help! He's in danger because of you!" Sebastian was up now and facing Blaine in a defensive stance, ready for the other wolf to break free.
"Enough!" Wes didn't often raise his voice to the pack, but when he did, it snapped everyone back in line. "We're wasting time."