An Entourage of Love Chapter 28

 

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Bobby stood in front of the stove flipping eggs when James came up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist. His hard cock pressed against his ass as he nipped Bobby’s ears, pulling a groan from him. His lip traced the edge of it and then made its way down his throat. Bobby’s cock sprang to life as his ass pushed back into James. He was in the process of sitting the eggs off the burner when the front door opened. They both tensed and inhaled.

“It’s Uncle Tony. Don’t go panicking.”

“Thanks for telling me.” James squeezed him and moved away from him.

Bobby was kind of glad, although he hated the fleeting frown that he caught on James’ face. He hated that it felt . . . Disrespectful to have someone else near him in a sexual manner. Yes the two of them were mates, but it . . . Everything was still new to him. He’d never known that a Mixed Breed would have multiple mates. Never knew any supernatural being would. Especially, one that would have total say over all the others. He’d been taught one way and just discovered he had to learn an entire new way of life. Sucked, didn’t explain it. He was trying not to hurt anyone and it seemed like he was the only one getting hurt. Not by James. He’d been there for him. Great to him. That’s why it bothered him to see a frown on his face because of him.

“Want breakfast, Uncle Tony.”

“No, thanks. I’m here to take care of business.” He sighed. “I will stop back by with Tommy on our way out.”

Damn. Bobby knew Uncle Tony would have to deal with Tommy the moment the evidence had been brought to life, but he deserved what was coming his way. As much as it hurt his wolf to say it. Him and his wolf disliked the idea of his wolf mate being eliminated, but knew he deserved what was coming his way. He’d hurt them. Betrayed them. Used them. How could he have done so? They were mates. Mates did not harm one another.

Warm arms slipped around him, tugging him against a broad chest as a soft chin came to rest on the top of his head. “My Love, you and Cal okay?”

“We’d like to say yes. Might should say yes, but it hurts. Does that make sense.”

“It does, My Love.” James squeezed him tighter. “Let Cal know that I’m here for him. I might not be his wolf mate, but I am his mate and will take on all the pain he has.”

Bobby knew James meant it. Cal knew he did, which is why both of them eased into the embrace for a few moment. Once raised voices began to fill the house, Bobby uncurled himsef from the warmth and resumed fixing breakfast. He needed the distraction, what better than stuffing ones’ face.

An Entourage of Love Chapter 27

 

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Bobby couldn’t believe it. “Sexy . . . That’s my . . . Adopted dad and it . . . This was recorded the day he was attacked.”

He watched as his dad walked through the living room of our home and three people circle him. Dad asked what was going on. Begged one of the man to explain what he was doing with those men and why he was there. He got no answer. All he got was three sharp shredded edged knifes thrust towards him. Dad began to beg them for his life. He told him that he had to live for his son. Bobby’s hand went over his stomach as he listened to his dad beg the man that was his mate and had raised him after his dad had died, for his life. It was useless, which he quickly realized and switched to begging the one man that Bobby was glad he never began to really view him as a father figure. His biological father had a hand in his adopted dad’s death, or so it was looking like in that moment. What got him most was the young version of Daniel who stood behind his adopted dad holding a knife that had to be at least the length of his arm out towards him. His dad begged all three of them for his life. Asked them let him be so he could raise his son like he promised he would. All three of them pushed in on him, or . . . 

“How had I not realized Daniel would have been a child when my dad was murdered?”

“Looks like Daniel is doing as he was instructed.”

James was right. Bobby’s biological father was pointed at Daniel and motioning for him to move in on Bobby’s dad. It would not have mattered if he was the one who actually killed Bobby’s dad or not, he was there. Witnessed it. Did nothing to try and stop it. Not that he could have stopped two grown ass men. Still, he could have gone to someone afterwards. He kept silent. “I’m . . . The money in his account, it was for his . . .”

“Silence.”

The tape cut of and then came back on with Samuel, Daniel, Tommy, his biological parents, Daddy Simeon, the master and a guy Bobby didn’t know. It was dated one year ago. As it played James and him heard Daddy Simeon admitted to killing Uncle Tony’s wife. Daniel told them he wanted nothing else to do with any of them and stormed out. The Master pulled his phone out and told whoever he called that there should be a two million dollar reward for Daniel Timber’s life.

The video faded into another dated time, but before Bobby could make it out, his entire world began to swim and swirl. His vision blurred as water bubbled to life. There was no way. He wasn’t seeing what he saw. His eyes were playing tricks on him. He gripped James’ hands and squeezed. He was just about to scream when James said, “That’s Damon. My source. What’s he doing?”

“Your . . . Your what? Who? Sexy, his name is not Damon. That’s my adopted dad. He’s supposed to be dead.”

James hit pause on the screen and studied it for a moment or two then nodded. “He does resemble the man from earlier. Changed quite a bit as he got older, but the eyes and nose is the same.”

Bobby thought the only difference was the graying hair, but he wasn’t going to debate that. He just wanted to hear what the man had to say. He hoped he explained why he was alive.

James restarted the video and they listened and more began to click into place for Bobby. Like he would never had heard his dad beg anyone for his life. Never. It wasn’t in his. He was a powerful, stronger beta to his pack. He would not cower to anyone, not even his alpha. He would submit to him, but not at knife point.  Not even to his mate.

“Know I know why he begged.” Bobby shook his head. “That wasn’t my dad. It was his twin.” He shoved his hand through his head. “Fuck, Sexy, I don’t know who to believe. So much stuff and information. It all appears to fit, but then something else pops up to change what I was believing.”

“I know, My Love, but it appears your dad was working to get proof of what took place between all those people.”

James was right. But what did they do next? “What’s next?”

“For know save this to the computer and send it to Tony. Let him see it and then we will figure out what to believe and do.”

An Entourage of Love Chapter 26

 

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Ding

Ding

Ding

Bobby wiggled free of James’ warm body, groaning at the loss of his strength. Even his wolf groaned a bit. Unexpected.

“God . . . Ugh . . .” James threw his hand over his face. “I’m going to hate that damn thing.”

Bobby forced his laugh back down his throat as he glanced over his shoulder in time to see James’ sexy bare, firm ass sway as he walked to the bathroom. The click of the door had him shaking the lust fog away and opening his email, containing more information than he’d wanted. Tony had discovered that the information James’ found was correct. Tommy, his wolf mate, the one that he’d given his heart to, the one that he’d hoped to spend the rest of his life with, had gone to the bad side an entire month before he hooked up with him. Uncle Tony was wasting no time in resolving the issue. Apparently, Tommy being his nephew meant very little when Uncle Tony had do handle his shit. He’d give quick and swift resolution just like Uncle Tony would have done with anyone else. What shocked Bobby most was Uncle Tony apologized for taking his mate from him then turned around and reextened his offer to take over his business. Uncle Tony swore that he thought he would be the best to run it and he felt like he was his only family.

“What’s that face for?”

Bobby leaned back into James’ body as he slid his arm around his chest. “Take a look at this email and let me know if you agree with me continuing with Uncle Tony.”

“I’ve done agreed. I’m not changing my mind, because Tommy . . . Because he . . .”

“Played me.”

“All of us, it would seem.”

Felt as if he was the only one who’d been played. Him and Cal, his wolf, should have saw through the ploy. How had they been blinded to it? Had their love for their mate been that strong? Or had it been their desire for a mate that blinded him? Was he doing the same with James? No. Cal shouted at him at the same time as his stomach all but rebelled its empty contents. Both was right. James had done nothing but been forthright with them since he discovered what was taking place between them. He might have started off about it in a disrespectful manner, but he was confused and unaware of what was taking place at the time and he admitted it as soon as he discovered it. Could not ask for more than that. And he was doing all he could to help him unearth the massive puzzle that had become his life.

A light tap on his shoulder had him looked to his left, coming face to face with a square white DVD envelope. “What is that, sexy?”

“I like that name.” James’ fingers rubbed across his nipples, pulling a deep shiver from him. “Don’t know. It’s what I got last night. Play it.”

Part of Bobby said to do as he said, but the other said to ignore what was on that disk. That it would only bring more hardship and disruption. Turned out right.

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Bobby knew his goal the moment he cut the computer off and it wasn’t sleep. Bed, yes. Sleep, nope. He climbed back into the bed and right against the side of James’ body. He ran his hand over the opposite of his stomach as his lips closed over his. A moan slipped free around their lips the moment he began to unfasten his jeans.

“Can I suck you off?” God, he hoped James’ agreed.

“Sounds fucking amazing, My Love.”

With one hand Bobby unzipped his jeans and freed his extremely long and massively rounded cock. He ran his palm over the mushroom head, gathering the liquid that had formed there and used it to ease his hand up and down the long shaft as he placed chase kisses over his throat and down his chest until he reached the small thatch of curls nestled around his treasure. He gave James one more stroke then licked the underside of his cock, making sure to tease the spot under the head until he got what sounded like a choreography of moans. It was the best music he’d heard. What shocked him the most was it warmed his entire body more than when he’d made Tommy sing on their first night together. How was that possible? He thought nothing could top that. And him and James had . . .  There’d been little to no kind of sexual acts between them. Fuck. His mind was really messing with him. He’d figure it out later. Better things to attend to.

He engulfed James’ cock, swallowing it all the way to the base, hallowing his cheeks and opening his throat so he could take him all. James’ gasped and froze when he began to thrust up. Bobby loved the smile that stretched across James’ face and it was that look of peace and happiness, and even a bit of love, that had him tapping James’ hip, giving him permission to do as his body desired.

“Fuck, My Love.” James’ began to thrust in and out of his mouth. “You mouth is a haven and half. You sure your ready for me to . . .” 

James did not give him time to answer before he sped up and fucked his face fast and hard. Bobby love the harshness, yet tenderness of how James held his head in place, but gripped his hair in a tight fist, tugging at the base at times. It wasn’t long before he thrust all the way in and held himself there, screaming and spilling his load deep in his throat. Bobby pulled back a bit, so he could make sure he caught the entire load. Once he’d emptied himself, he released his hold on Bobby’s hair and face.

“Damn, My Love, that was fucking amazing.”

Bobby slipped off his cock. “Sure was.” He crawled back to James’ side and they curled up in each other’s arms.

An Entourage of Love Chapter 24

 HAPPY VALENTINES DAY.

Spend a great amount of time with those you love and treasure today. Make sure you show them how special they are to you. 

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First item in the inbox was James’ email. Looked over at him and he sat on the bed with his head hung down at his bare feet. Might have been more sensible to speak to him like any other human being, but something told him it would be more intimate and helpful to James if he used their Fated Mate Connection.

James, what is wrong?

They blew up my parent’s house.

Wasn’t your parents already here?

Yes, but it was where I grew up. It hurts . . . I mean, it is no longer there. All those times I threw the pig skin around with my brothers. All the advice that was given in the bedroom late at night. He waved his hand in front of his face. I’m being stupid. Ignore me.

No, you are not. How are your parents handling it?

Upset they lost everything, but glad they weren’t at home. They’ve decided to move into David’s area if the Alpha will accept them. Right, they were full blood werewolves. David could not bring them into his Mixed Breed Group. So, what did your brother want?

To let me know how he was and that they would be here around six. Bobby all but rolled his eyes at the fact that Tyler and him were mates. He also found his wolf mate. Tyler is explaining that to him. He pointed at the computer. There’s an email here for you. He held out the package. Here’s the package you had carried over.

Bobby slid his chair over so James could kneel in front of the computer. He never expected him to leave less than a breath of air between them as he opened and read the email. Not that he minded. Bobby did look away so James did not feel as if he invaded his privacy. They were not at the point in their relationship of sharing emails and such. If they ever got that far. Over half of what he’d get would pertain to the Stake Group. Other words off limits to anyone but him and Tony. Or whoever else Tony and him deemed necessary.

Warmth closed around my hand as James said, “Read along with me. Never let me see you avoid looking at stuff that concerns us both. I may be dominant to you in our relationship, but not by much and I will not walk all over the strength you bare.”

Fuck yeah. How in the world had he gotten so lucky? Having multiple mates, one that had total say over when and how he spent time with the others, might not be ideal to him, but at least he had one that cared about him. And had no qualms about showing it. To him at least.

“Yes, Mate.” Bobby leaned forward and kissed him lightly before facing the computer screen.

Each word put a thick, heavy bubble stuck in the middle of his chest, pressing so hard he had to squeeze every muscle tightly just to remain upright. How had he missed it?

“My Love, you alright?”

There was no way to answer that question. The last few hours had only revealed another upheaval in his life. This proof was just another piece of the puzzle.

“My Love, answer me. Please. You are scaring me.”

“Sorry, James. I was thinking.” Without results. “I’ve got to send a copy of this to Uncle Tony. Then see what else he found out and setup a meeting with him and David. Then see what our next move is.  I’m just relieved  that there is a reason Tommy took the money. I know Uncle Tony is going to be beyond pissed that Daddy Simon is the one that caused the wreck that killed his wife.” 

Fuck. How could Daddy Simon had done such a vile and sickening thing? Also saw him as a wonderful, loving man. How had he missed such vileness in him. Bobby thought he could read people better than he had Tommy and Daddy Simon. Had his love for them clouded his vision?

“My Love, send it to Mr. Stake and let’s get back to bed.”

Wasn’t much more he could do than that. Uncle Tony would need time to look the papers over and add it to what he had discovered. Plus they had to . . . “Are you going to look at the package?”

“In the morning.”