Jaden

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Chapter 49

How Love Moves

His mate stood there, he was so happy to see him but the red tint in his eyes kept him rooted in his place. Victor it appeared was not as pleased to see him and it pained him deeply to be the cause of his tension. Sometimes Victor’s need to protect Adrian bordered on the neurotic side. As he once joked with Victor, telling him that he has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) when it came to him.

Now more than ever Adrian wished his mate would consider the facts before going off the deep end and charging blindly into walls. Could he not see that he is fine? Right now he had no desire to talk, later if he so wanted he will tell him every detail and not leave anything out. However, sadly from the way his mate stood so rigid it looked like they will talk first.

Marcus rolled his eyes and let out an irritated sigh, and he pushed his brother forward closing the distance between Victor and his mate. Victor turned on his brother and was about to tell him off only to find a finger in his face and icy blues eyes glaring at him.

“Behave.” Was all Marcus said in warning and then he turned towards Adrian smiling warmly. He hugged him close and kissed his forehead.

“Are you well my little pretty?”

Adrian could barely speak he merely nodded as he watched his mate pacing behind Marcus. He had no idea that he could be so angry with him, as for Marcus he made a sound as of clearing his throat getting their attention.

“Do forgive the bad manners of the ogre behind me; he has been insanely worried for your safety.” Marcus kept looking at Adrian and winked.

Seeing his mate stop in his tracks almost made Adrian laugh, he loved how the brothers could tease each other and never really stay angry. Not once have they ever raised a hand or cursed, never did either one do anything disrespectful.

Their bond is more than just brothers, it was a deep profound love and respect they have for each other and they have always stood side by side in all matters. Occasionally they have disagreed as any sibling would, but it was never resolved in violence. The most physical they ever got with each other is when they have their childish tantrum and one gets poked between the eyes by the other.

Drakar` House is a home and family that Adrian has always been proud to be a part of, having Victor as his mate is the icing on the cake. To have Victor angry at him did not frighten Adrian; it only made him sad to be the cause of his mate’s distress.

Victor laid a heavy hand on his brother’s shoulder, “Enough” he hissed at him. “Tend to your own mate and I will attend to mine.”

Both brothers stared at each other and Adrian stepped away clutching his hands behind his back and waited for the shouting to begin.

There was no shouting Victor made a rude noise and turned away from his brother, “Fine, I will behave.” Victor’s eyes slightly softened as he looked at his worried mate.

Marcus smiled at them and patted both men on the backs, “Very well then, I shall leave you to it.”

From the way they kept looking at each other it was Marcus’s cue to make his exit and check in on Jaden, who would awaken within the hour. They were now left alone and Adrian was feeling a little awkward as he was not quite sure what to do or say.

No words were exchanged and for awhile they kept looking at each other, as for Victor he was not angry anymore. Seeing his mate so small and delicate made him forget his anger and he slowly moved closer to him. He closed his eyes and inhaled a hint of the sweet scent of jasmine in Adrian’s hair, and seeing him again here and now gave him peace.

He had to admit his brother is right, his heart is captured by his mate and he most certainly loved him for it. Of course he will not admit anything to his brother annoying as he can be sometimes. With his finger he gently lifted Adrian’s face up to him so that he can admire and drown himself in his mate’s precious amethyst eyes.

Before he found Adrian he was just like Marcus, living from one day to the next and sometimes not finding any real pleasure in it. He has lived for so long that had it not been for Marcus he was at one time considering of dying.

But now this is why he does anything, his Adrian. His mate has breathed life into him again and he has come to cherish every minute he has with Adrian at his side. He loves Marcus and he loves his work, but Adrian adds more to it. Through his mate he finds more pleasure in his day to day life.

Wine is sweeter; music is more romantic, poetry has more meaning and understanding. To sit quietly side by side with his mate and by just holding hands is more exciting and thrilling then any exotic place he had ever visited.
They had shared a life together for centuries and each time he opens his eyes and sees Adrian it is as if he were seeing him for the very first time and falling madly in love with him all over again. That is only half of the reason why he loves him so much, the fact that Adrian himself feels the same way about him. That knowledge alone completes him; it feels his soul with such tenderness and endearing love for his mate.

And he knows that on some occasions he can be overprotective where his mate is concerned and he has tried not to be overbearing, but if anything ever hurt him Victor would not forgive himself. He only wants the best for Adrian, he wants him save and happy. He wants to love him, cherish him and make him feel valued.

To know that Adrian will not allow anyone else to come close to him, only Victor can touch and love him. Only Victor can stand so close and hold him, only Victor can see him in his most intimate self. And if Adrian could open his mind so that Victor may know all his thoughts, he would gladly let him see his true feelings and thoughts deep in his heart.

This is why Victor lives, he lives for his mate who has made him a better man then he could ever imagine. He lives because he knows it is the same reason why Adrian lives.

Seeing the love and devotion in Victor’s eyes brought peace in Adrian’s soul, his heart still beat faster because just being in the same room with him made him feel like a lovesick puppy. He was giddy with so much love and excitement to see his mate; it was as if they have been apart for two thousand years instead of two days.

And when he felt his mate’s big strong arms pull him in close to embrace him, he almost cried. He choked back his urge to cry and inhaled deeply the fresh clean scent of his mate. Oh if only he could bottle it he would be like a drug addict.

Now he was truly safe in the arms of his mate, to feel that big strong body, to smell him and touch him reaffirmed his need and passion for him. This is his heaven on earth, his knight in shining armor, his Victor, his mate, his life.

He loved how easily Victor lifted him up so that they can be eye to eye; Victor leaned in his head closer so that his nose can touch Adrian’s. He didn’t need to see where he was going, without taking their eyes off of each other; Victor carried his little darling so that they can continue to reacquaint themselves in the privacy of their bedroom.

With his foot Victor shut the door behind him and carried his mate over to the bed. He sat Adrian on the edge of the bed and he knelt down in front of him. The look in his eyes revealed his inner emotions, with his mate he had nothing to hide. There was no pride involved when it came to letting his hair down and exposing his true feelings for his mate.

And to know that he could see the same emotions reflected back to him from Adrian’s eyes filled his soul with so much love. It is impossible to verbally express accurately the depths of his love, for Victor the right words have yet to be conceptualized to describe the true meaning of his love for Adrian.

This is why now here in this room, to be with each other left them speechless as they let their eyes and bodies speak for them. Victor let his hands caress Adrian’s thighs, slowly he rubbed his hands up and down liking the feel of the silk robe glide against his skin and he smiled when Adrian sighed softly.

He moved in closer between his legs, wrapped his arms around his mate’s slender waist to pull him closer and press their bodies together. Victor on his knees brought him face to face with his lovely mate and smiled in return as he felt Adrian’s arms slide up his arms and wrap around his neck.

The remained like that just looking into each other’s eyes, breathing softly as their breathe caressed their face. Their noses touched and their lips barely made contact as amethyst and ice blue eyes just looked while their hands gently caressed each other.

Victor pulled back a little and slowly removed Adrian’s robe; his hands gently touched his flesh making Adrian shiver and sigh. He slipped one hand under his right thigh so that he could kiss his leg while his hand traveled slowly up his thigh to slip under his bottom.

He kissed Adrian’s leg, his knee and continued up his thigh to stop at his hip. His other hand did the same to his left thigh and he kissed his way up as well. His hands came around to feel his flat belly and Victor leaned in to kiss his bellybutton.

He slowly worked his way up to his chest kissing and tenderly nibbling his pert little nipples, Adrian cried out softly. It was music to Victor’s ears to hear his mate’s appreciation. He continued to kiss his collar bone, his shoulders and up the nape of his neck.

For a few minutes he kissed and licked Adrian’s earlobe, then to travel back to his shoulders to kissing down his arms alternating left and right until he ended with his hands and kissed all ten fingers. Adrian blinked back his tears as Victor lavished him with such tenderness.

Victor slowly moved back to stand up and still looking into each other’s eyes he removed all of his own clothing and knelt back down in front of Adrian. His hands had a mind of its own as they once again traveled over Adrian’s body to touch, to feel him to love him tenderly with his hands.

He sat on the bed beside his mate and with tender loving care he laid Adrian down to have his head rest on his left arm, he leaned in and kissed his soft sweet lips while his right hand kept touching and caressing his skin. With eyes wide opened they kissed and caressed each other.

Adrian stared up into ice blue eyes and fell in love with his mate all over again; he moaned into his mouth and cried softly as those big strong hands lovingly touched him. He was turned over as Victor covered his body and he couldn’t help but moan again to feel his mate’s big strong body on him.

Always the caring lover, Victor did not put his weight on his mate and Adrian spread out his legs so that he could rest between them and let his bottom half rest on Adrian’s buttocks while he held himself up on his arms.

Adrian was anointed with the most loving kisses as his mate moved his hair out of the way and began to kiss him on the back of his neck. Warm tender lips and soft tongue kissed and licked its way around his neck, shoulders and lower back. Like a bowl of jelly his body trembled in pleasure and his hands fisted the sheets.

He felt blessed and reborn in Victor’s love, he bit down on his lower lip when now hands slowly moved and touched every little inch of him. Those hands now buried in his thick hair and caressed his scalp; lips kissed his face and went back to kissing down his back. And now that Victor’s hair had grown to its original length, Adrian can feel it tickling his skin.

He moaned deep within his throat as his bottom was spread wide open so that warm and tender lips could kiss him in his most intimate place. Victor moved and lay over him again; Adrian could feel his mate’s organ hot and heavy on his bottom cheeks. He spread his legs wider and pushed up against his mate’s body and he smiled as he heard him moan above him.

Victor turned him over and straddled his hips; he leaned down to kiss his lips and his hands roamed freely over his skin. His mate’s long hair draped over him like a thick curtain and they looked into each other’s eyes as Victor caressed his throat, still looking down at the most beautiful eyes Victor has ever laid on. He used his legs to spread Adrian wider and his hands lifted his thighs.

A small tear slid back from Adrian’s eyes as his mate carefully filled him, they continued to stare into each other’s eyes while Victor slowly moved reminding his body of the pleasures he has missed for these past few days.

He looked up and watched his mate; he reached up and placed his hand over Victor’s heart. His own heart beat within sync of his mate, their bodies moved slowly it was not rushed, it was not desperate. It was in fact slow and comforting. They took their time and kissed each other tenderly as their bodies slowly heated in its intensity of sexual heat. Their hearts beat faster and swelled with love.

Victor’s body moved with loving purpose as his body connected with his mate hitting the mark just right, which spiked Adrian’s pleasure. There is making love, but there is love being expressed in the most open and sincerest form. When love is already a strong foundation the expression of love is so profound, it is both strong and vulnerable.

To be willing to open up completely to one another to trust that your heart is safe, to accept without question, to see each other for what they truly are and love each other with no strings attached. To freely cherish and honor each other, to hold sacred what is theirs. To allow love to move freely within their souls, binding them now and forever.

Victor admired his beautiful mate; to reach this point in their relationship did not happen overnight. It took years of learning to love, total trust took longer. They nurtured and cared for each other so that the love they have come to value so much could grow strong and unyielding. It was their stronghold and an unbreakable union far greater than the Blood Bond itself.

This love, this moment, this equal measure of give and take is their crowning achievement. A proud and personal trophy that could not be placed on any shelf for others to admire, it was theirs and only theirs to share.
Adrian whimpered and cried out softly, now both hands reached out to Victor begging him to come closer. As for Victor he was only too happy to comply, he lowered his body down to press against his mate. Adrian held on to him, his hands roamed over his back and slid down slick warm skin to hold onto his buttocks.

The sheets below them were soon dampened, and Adrian opened himself as wide as he could as he welcomed each deep penetration into his soul as well as his body. Not once since Victor arrived did they ever look away from each other, not once did they blink for fear of missing anything.

He bit his lower lip to keep from screaming because now that Victor was pressed against him, so was his own heated flesh which was deliciously trapped between their bellies. The constant double friction his body was feeling sent him over the edge.

He wrapped his arms around his neck and his legs came up higher to tighten around Victor’s waist, at that moment Victor kissed him as Adrian’s body seized in blissful release. Victor himself was not far off as he too felt his mate’s body clamp down hard on him and happily gave up deep within his beautiful mate.

They did not move and Victor remained buried deep as they continued to kiss and look into each other’s eyes, mouth and tongue kissing, tasting as hands caressed and soothed feverish skin. Victor pulled back his head and cupped Adrian’s head in his large hands; he smiled down at him and resumed kissing his mate.

All Adrian could do was lie there and run his hands down Victor’s back, while his mate kissed his lips and nibbled his flesh. Victor kissed, nibbled and licked his way around Adrian’s face, throat, shoulders and chest.

Once their breathing and heart rate leveled out, their bodies cooled. Victor carefully pulled out and lay beside Adrian holding him close. As if Adrian’s body were an intoxicating delicacy to his taste buds, he continued to kiss and taste him from head to toe. Sending Adrian into another orgasmic ride.

They will talk. They will talk later.

But for now, Victor was not finished cherishing his mate.

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There seems to be three stages of sleep for a newly made vampire, perhaps there is more but so far this is as much that can be remembered.

The first stage is the deepest sleep, the newborn sinks deep into the abyss. There is only darkness, perhaps this is what is considered pure blackness. The body lies still completely dead to the world, the mind is not aware of its surroundings, it cannot see and it cannot hear.

However the body is aware, the body relies on its natural instinct to protect itself. It does not matter if a stranger or loving mate comes near; because the mind is not aware the body will attack and strike whatever comes near. Depending on the position the hand can lash out and rip out the curious onlookers’ heart out.

A Blood Bonded mate is fully aware of the dangers, a hand is placed near while keeping a safe distance so the body can recognize the scent of its blood, it is merely to let the sleeping one know that they are not alone and in no danger. This also allows the mate to be safe to sit near the sleeping form without fear of attack.

The second stage is middle sleep, half in the abyss and half way to consciousness. At this stage in sleep the newborn is able to hear, see colors swirling behind their eyes. They are not completely aware of their surroundings but they are almost there. This level is considered sleep walking, as the newborn makes its way out of a darkened tunnel to go up the steps to full awareness.

The third stage is waking up, the mind sends out signals throughout the body. Nerve impulses are transmitted like an engineer running a systems check to make sure all is properly functioning. The body slowly moves, limps stretch muscles and eyelids flutter. Deep within the recess of the mind clouds of colors begin to fade away as the mind becomes clearer and eyes open to see what awaits them.

Completely awake and fully alert they have reached the end of their daylight sleep.

Jaden moved and his eyes fluttered open, not completely clear of what he was seeing he could make out shapes of yellow and black. He blinked several times to see Marcus dressed in a black pullover sweater over dark grey slacks.

He was sitting by the desk speaking softly into his cell phone, but what caught Jaden’s attention was his hair. True to Adrian’s words Marcus’s hair was longer now, back to its original length. It was longer than Jaden’s hair.

A cascade of golden blonde hair hung down loosely past his shoulders, to Jaden he looked like a golden warrior. Marcus stopped talking and looked up to see his green eyed mate sitting in bed staring at him. He smiled at Jaden with what looked like relief in his eyes and quickly ended his conversation. Shutting off the phone he placed it on the desk and moved to sit next to Jaden.

“Good evening my angel, I am so happy to see you are well.”

Jaden sat there with his mouth open, staring at all that hair. He leaned in closer and grabbed a handful of thick blonde hair and inhaled its fresh sweet scent. Marcus smiled now realizing what had Jaden so quiet. But of course he didn’t stay quiet for long.

“Holy shi, um cra ah….holy moly Marcus!”

He rubbed his face in Marcus’s hair, and glared up at his icy blue eyed mate.

“If you ever cut this hair again I’m gonna shave my head bald.”

Marcus sat back in surprise and started laughing, pulling Jaden onto his lap he kissed his forehead and then he pointed a finger at him.

“You will do no such thing, I love your hair the way it is.” He warned him in a tender voice.

Jaden snorted and looked up at Marcus, “Hey…. How come you get to tell me what to do?”

Marcus merely shrugged his shoulders and gently caressed Jaden’s face, he was so happy to see him alive and well.

“Because I am your mate, and I love you. However, you belong to me.”

Jaden smiled up at Marcus and slid off his lap to lean back on the bed on his elbows, he could see Marcus’s eyes darken as his robe was dangerously close to opening up.

With mischief in his dark emerald eyes, Jaden smiled and poked Marcus in the belly with his toe.

“Oh yeah, I belong to you. Hum and what exactly is it that. What belongs to you Marcus?”

Before he could pull his leg back, Marcus held onto his ankle. His eyes glazed as he watched his mate caress his leg and bring his foot up to his lips and tenderly kissed the ball of his foot to his heel and then come back up to kiss his toes.

Jaden swallowed and licked his lips, staring into dark blue eyes bordering into a passionate purple. His mouth had gone dry and his brain was soon turning into mush. He can only imagine what color his own eyes bled to.
Just seeing the desire and love in Marcus’s eyes made his body come alive in more ways than one, already he could feel the heat pool deep in his belly and between his legs. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep him focused, he wanted to see where this would lead to, paradise he hoped.

He had to clear his throat before he could say anymore; his Marcus can be so distracting. “Um ok, so…..ahem….. What else do you think is yours?”

Marcus’s smile never wavered as he leaned in slowly and kissed Jaden’s eyelids, his nose both cheeks and his lips. Jaden’s head fell back exposing his slender neck and Marcus did not have to be told twice as he tasted his flesh and finished it off with a kiss.

He could barely form words, his tongue lay heavy and his words came out horse as lust filled his mind. “What else?” he managed to ask and he whimpered when Marcus slipped his hands underneath his silken robe and began to caress his flesh.

Marcus easily pulled his hands away making the robe slide open, he watched in delight as it slid off Jaden’s shoulders down his arms and it fluttered like the red sea as it parted open leaving his mate completely exposed to him.

The soft silky fabric seem to take a life of its own when Jaden sat up allowing the rest of the robe to slide down his body. The contact of silk against flesh sounded like a lover’s soft sigh as he freed his arms from the sleeves.

Still looking up at lust filled eyes, Jaden’s smile grew wider. He slowly lowered himself on the bed, bending his legs at the knees and letting them fall wide apart. Marcus’s eyes became the darkest blue as he alternated looking between his legs and watching his mate’s hands caress over his nipples.

Jaden fingers now made small circles around his nipples; he wet his lips and breathed out a soft sigh. His chest rose when he breathed in deeply while one hand slid down from his chest to his belly. He spread his fingers out to caress his skin and he watched as Marcus followed his every move. To tease him further he let his hand slide down lower almost touching himself only to slide back up at the last minute.

He then pulled his knees together and rested his hands on top of them essentially covering his intimate charms from Marcus’s view. In return all he got from his mate was a disappointed groan.

Wetting his lips one more time Jaden asked, “What else Marcus, tell me what else belongs to you?”

Marcus took Jaden’s hands and kissed his fingers, he then pulled his legs apart so that he can look down at him. Jaden shivered when a warm tongue licked and kissed him, and he whimpered as Marcus traveled up to kiss his belly, and play tenderly with his nipples.

Marcus returned to Jaden’s belly and lavished his skin with more kisses while his hands roamed freely. He crouched over Jaden’s body taking in his beauty, and Jaden almost blushed as his mate now looked at him from top to bottom.

He committed every curve; every dimple and every little goose bump on Jaden’s body to memory. He leaned in and slid one hand under his neck and kissed Jaden’s lips while his other hand went down between legs and pleasured him to full arousal.

“Everything” Marcus whispered into his ear. “Everything that you are is mine.” He growled and kissed him again
letting Jaden know who he belonged to.

Once again his brain had gone to mush, as now his mate Marcus did lovely little caresses between his legs. Who was he kidding he gave in and let his legs spread wider so that Marcus could have more room to play.

His breathing sped and his body heated up in between sweet kissed and caresses Jaden had to ask.

“Mar…… Marcus no….. No fair. Then….. God you’re such a good kisser. Um what is……. What is mine?”

Marcus laughed softly in his ear, standing up he began to remove his clothes. Jaden felt like fainting, to see his mate in his natural beauty and his blonde hair framing his face like a golden halo seemed like a dream. All that was needed to add to his allure was a soft breeze to blow his hair all around him.
Jaden’s mouth went dry, he wanted his mate he wanted him so badly.

“You better tell me you’re all mine too or so help me I’ll just die.”

Marcus crawled back onto the bed, covering Jaden’s body with his; he gently swept back the hair from Jaden’s eyes and kissed him tenderly on his lips.

“Forever my angel, all that I am is yours and all that you are is mine. My heart, my soul everything is yours.”

Jaden choked back his tears; he wrapped his arms around Marcus and covered his face with kisses. He was no longer in the mood to play games, he felt his chest fill with so much love he missed his mate; he missed being this close and in his warm arms.

“God Marcus I love you, I missed you, I missed you.”

Marcus hugged him close and kissed his forehead, “Where you hurt my angel, do you wish to talk now?”

Jaden looked at Marcus as if he grew a second head on his shoulder; he shook his head so fast Marcus could swear it would fall off.

“Oh hell freakin no! We can talk later I promise and I’ll tell you everything but no I was never hurt.”

He then smiled and caressed Marcus’s face, all serious now as he looked deeply into his eyes.

“I love you Marcus and I missed you so much, I just want to love you. I’m burning Marcus, I’m burning for you and I need you.”

They kissed and their hands went back to caressing and giving each other a tender touch here and there, their embrace became more needy and feverish as the demands of the Blood Bond had not been met for the past two days.
Their bodies burned hot as the need for each other seared their very souls, arms and legs intertwined and held on as hands and mouths kissed and tasted of skin, firm and silky smooth. Their hearts filled with so much love as they saw how desperate each one was for the other.

In his need to love and poses his mate, Marcus’s hand fisted into Jaden’s hair pulling his head back to kiss a bruise on his throat and Jaden moaned in pleasure as he too grabbed a fistful of hair in both his hands holding Marcus where he wanted and attacked his mouth.

It looked violent as they attacked each other, kissing each other fiercely trying to soothe their desperate need to reconnect their bodies and souls. Both Marcus and Jaden moaned in pleasure as they grabbed, caressed, and squeezed each other.

They were lost without each other and they kept looking and touching as if to reassure themselves that this is real and not a dream. Words and soft kisses shared between them, like long lost lovers at last re-united. Jaden hugged his mate so hard to him and choked back his tears, he knew he was being so needy and desperate but he couldn’t help himself, he was so happy to see Marcus.

But there was no shame to express their true feelings and he could see that his mate, Marcus felt the same way. To feel this free with his heart was a gift beyond words and he will protect their most private and intimate emotions.

Jaden no longer felt that what they did privately was sex, in his mind that was for casual lovers. And he really couldn’t say that they are making love, for love has already grown and rooted itself deep within their heart and souls.

And as Marcus kissed him passionately and his hands roamed freely over his body, Jaden saw it as love in its purest form. As if it had its own body and awareness. Love moved them, love exposed them, it had its own special song only they can hear and dance to. Love freed them and moved them, love cherished and opened their hearts to accept and give equally. This is how love moves.

The look in their eyes filled them with so much emotion, love is responsible for that. Beautiful words expressed like a soft caress, love did that too. The pure bliss of feeling their bodies come together, love smoothed out the rough edges. This is how love moves.

Love showed them the way to see each other and accept without hesitation, flaws are seen as beautiful; the slightest imperfection disappears and is replaced with true beauty of the soul. Love was not mysterious it really is simple when it is accepted and allowed to move and create a life worth living. This is how love moves.

Jaden pulled Marcus down with him and he cried out his name once he felt his skin against his own, oh how he loved feeling him, so big and strong pressed down against his smaller body. Marcus took his hands and raised them above his head, holding him there looking down at his emerald green eyes.

With one hand he held both of Jaden’s while his other hand was now free to touch and caress his body. Marcus leaned in and kissed his mate. Jaden got hold of his tongue and sucked it into his own mouth, almost making Marcus loose his control. Love can be playful.

Marcus couldn’t take it anymore, he missed Jaden so much and he worried endlessly for his safety. Being here now with him gave some peace but his body ached for Jaden and he could see that his mate was just as wanting. He moved his hips and using his legs he spread his mate’s legs wider and try as he might to not hurt him, he plunged deep into him as Jaden cried out.

Releasing his hands Jaden pulled Marcus down and kissed him hard, he was hungry for his mate he wanted him just as much as Marcus did. He welcomed the pain/pleasure and he begged for more. Jaden’s hands traveled down Marcus’s strong back and ended on his buttocks. He pushed him in further wrapped his legs around his waist. Love is also demanding.

It was borderline savage as Marcus snapped his hips and began a fast pace, they kissed and bit each other on the lips and sucked in the blood from the small nicks on their lips as it quickly healed. Jaden’s fingers dug deep into his mate’s flesh and left pink lines as his nails slid down his heated back. Marcus moaned and grabbed Jaden by the hair, he buried his face into his neck, kissing, licking and prickling the flesh as he lapped up a tiny bead of blood. Love has no boundaries.

Marcus pulled out and turned Jaden over; Jaden lay his face down on the bed and lifted his rear end to his mate. Marcus grabbed his hips and wasted no time to thrust back in this time deeper and harder, Jaden whimpered each time he was hit in just the right spot. His hands fisted the sweaty sheets below him, he urged Marcus on he just couldn’t help it. He needed it so badly, he wanted to be filled, he wanted the pain along with the pleasure, and he wanted his mate.

It felt so good, too good. To feel his mate’s powerful body claim him, to know he has value, to be loved unconditionally and cherished like the most precious jewel in the world. To be free with his emotions and not having to change anything about himself to accommodate his mate, to be himself and not having to worry about what he said or did. Marcus loved him with a pure intensity that he didn’t think anyone was capable of. Love did not judge.

Marcus pulled Jaden up and placed his right wrist over his mouth, his left hand wrapped around his mate’s aroused organ and fisted him in sync with his thrusts. Jaden’s green eyes rolled to the back of his head, fangs dropped and sank them into Marcus’s wrist. Marcus threw his head back, holding onto his mate firmly his own fangs dropped and bit deeply into Jaden’s throat.

They fed and came at the same time; blood trickled down Jaden’s chest when muscles contracted in a violent hold as the powerful release reached its pinnacle and held them still riding out the waves of a euphoric finish.

They both fell forward with Marcus still on top and inside his mate, Jaden let out a contented sigh and Marcus held his hands as he kept kissing his neck and shoulders.

“Damn Marcus that was freakin awesome.”

Jaden shivered and giggled when Marcus now kissed his earlobe and he too laughed softly.

“I could not express it any better my angel.”

Jaden started to move his hips up and down underneath Marcus “Do it again, make me scream.”

Marcus hugged Jaden and moved his own hips down to keep him from moving, “I am afraid if I do little one, then you will not be able to sit or walk for a week.”

Jaden giggled, “Maybe so, but I’ll be a happy camper. God Marcus I love having you take me, mmmmm you were a beast. Me likey.”

Marcus laughed and kissed Jaden on his cheek, he carefully pulled out receiving a disappointed groan from his mate. He turned over on his back and helped Jaden to lie on top of him. With his hands he pushed back his sweaty hair from his face, he was not used to keeping it long. With a pleading look in his eyes he stared at his mate.

As for Jaden he rested his chin on his arms and looked at his mate’s sad eyes, he had no sympathy for him. “Oh no you don’t. You can give me all the sad puppy looks you like, but unless you want to see me bald…… “

He let the last word hang in the air and Marcus let out a defeated sigh. “Well, I see that my mate has very little empathy for my plight.”

Jaden smiled and moved up closer to kiss his mate, “Aw sweetie, don’t worry. I’ll wash it, and brush it and keep it beautiful for you.”

Jaden slid further up Marcus’s body and began to kiss and nibble on his earlobe, his fingers lovingly combed through his hair. Marcus smiled and caressed his back, letting his hands slide up and down and occasionally patting his bottom.

“Marcus?” Jaden asked timidly as he buried his face into his mate’s neck.

“Yes love?” responded Marcus still caressing and rubbing his back and just stopping above his bottom. He smiled as he felt Jaden sigh and raise his buttocks.

“Can you, can you do that thing you do. You know with your fingers inside my ass?”

Marcus tried not to laugh and gently patted him on his firm little bottom.

“Are you asking for a little…... Anal massage my love?”

Jaden sat up quickly on Marcus’s hips and smiled from ear to ear.

“Yeah, if that’s my ass then yeah. You with your fingers and move them all around, I would really like that!”

Jaden laid down and spread his legs wide letting them slide down Marcus’s sides and waited.

And he waited.

“Anytime now.” Jaden said as he wiggled his hips.

Still waiting.

“Um hello? Magic fingers do your thing.”

When nothing happened he looked up to see Marcus lie there staring up at the ceiling.

“Marcus, what’s up?”

Marcus looked at Jaden and shrugged his shoulders, “Forgive me my angel, it appears that my magic fingers are on strike.”

Jaden sat up and stared down at Marcus in surprise, he could see that his mate was trying very hard not smile.

“Uh-ahhhh no freakin way! No fair, why cause I want you to keep your hair long? Are you kidding me?”

Marcus nonchalantly arched an eyebrow at Jaden, “Oh it is very fair my love, you want something, I want something.”

“Oh Yeah?” Jaden was still straddling his hips and lifted up on his knees. “Well listen up mate, if you wanna keep playing in my playground.... “ He slapped himself on his left cheek to make his point very clear.

The loud slap of flesh got his attention, oh Marcus got the message loud and clear, he sat up almost knocking Jaden off his lap.

“Now who is being unfair, look at this!” Marcus spread out his long golden tresses. “It is completely out of control, I have not had this length for centuries and it is difficult to manage.”

Jaden looked at his hair it was so thick and very long, he supposed it would be difficult. He blinked sad watery eyes at Marcus and stuck out his lower lip, like an innocent little child he pouted. For good measure he spoke with a very small childlike voice.

“But you look so beautiful, it smells so good and I love touching it.”

Marcus couldn’t keep up the charade he knew Jaden was using whatever weapon he had to get his way and he loved the little rascal for it. He laughed and hugged his mate laying him back down on the bed, kissing his sweet lips.

“A truce perhaps? I will deny you nothing. And you will allow me to cut my hair occasionally. If I have to keep this length at all times it will drive me insane.”

Jaden smiled and played with a strand of his hair, twirling it around his finger, “So if I feel like having you with your natural length then you will do it?”

He smiled down at green eyes and nodded, “Yes my angel, let me cut it back once in awhile so that I can feel like myself. Perhaps in time I will get used to it and leave it alone.”

Jaden hugged Marcus, “You got a deal!” and started to kiss him all over his face. Kissing led to more hugs which led to touching and caressing and Jaden was back lying prone on Marcus’s body while Marcus now caressed and touched him all over. It wasn’t long before his fingers found its way into Jaden’s soft warm body. He received a grateful moan and sigh from his little angel.

“Oh yeah babe, magic fingers do your thing.”

Love is intoxicating, it can warm the heart and soul. Love is playful and silly, fill ones heart with giddy excitement. Love does not choose or deny, it is freeing and accepting, it does not pass judgment. Love is life everlasting, respect, loyalty, commitment, caring, profound and pure.
This is how love moves.