Hagen, Lynn - Montana's Vamp [Brac Pack 16] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (7 page)

“Watch the teeth, pumpkin.”

If he only knew. Gabby took a deep breath. He swept his tongue over the pearly drops glistening at the eye, the taste melting his insides. Montana was delicious. Gabby secured his lips over the head, swiping his tongue around, eliciting a moan from his mate.

Montana’s legs pulled up, his back arched, and he rubbed Gabby’s hair. Gabby looked up. The wolf had his eyes closed, hissing out air between clenched teeth. Now was a good time to show the man his trick.

Fear gripped him. What if Montana got mad at him? He did hate vampires after all. Swallowing his fear and pulling his bravado from deep within, Gabby opened his mouth and bit down on the large vein running the length of Montana’s cock.

“Agh!” Montana came off of the bed, his seed shot down Gabby’s throat, and he choked to swallow all of it.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Montana shouted. Gabby sealed the wound, praying he was reading Montana’s reaction correctly. He suckled for a little while longer, for the pleasure and to stall. Gabby stole glances up at Montana, but his mate had his eyes closed.

“Get up here, fireball,” Montana commanded gruffly.

Gabby gulped, not sure how to read his mate. He just met him after all. “I’m sorry.” He got to his knees, fear making it impossible for him to move. Gabby worried his hands, unsure if Montana was going to thank him or hit him.

“Now, pumpkin.” Montana was breathing heavily. Gabby crossed his fingers and crawled on all fours up to the head of the bed. Once again he rested on his knees, flinching when Montana opened his eyes.

“I promise to never do that again.”

Montana rolled over, pinning Gabby beneath him. His mate’s face was too dark to read. Was that anger?

“That’s a promise you are going to break, time and time again, pumpkin.” Montana growled then kissed Gabby like he mattered, like he wasn’t just someone satisfying a need. Gabby cried out and wrapped his arms around his wolf.
Montana wanted him.

Gabby pulled his legs to his chest, Montana sliding wetted fingers inside of him. He writhed and moaned, clenching his ass to suck up those long and thick fingers.

“Wherever you learned that trick, sign me up for the classes.” Montana chuckled. “That had to be the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

“Really, you liked it? You’re not just saying that to placate me? You really enjoyed it—” Montana smothered Gabby’s mouth with his. Gabby forgot what he was saying, his body coming alive for the first time during sex. His hands shot above his head, grabbing the headboard as Montana prepared him.

Montana broke the kiss. “I really enjoyed it.”

Gabby moaned when Montana removed his fingers. He tried to roll over, but his wolf stopped him. “Where are you going, fireball?”

“On my hands and knees, where I’m always supposed to be.” Every time he had sex, it was in this position. Why was Montana questioning it? Sure, he was on his back when he was claimed, but Montana wasn’t in his right mind then. He would be now. Nobody wanted to see his fat when they fucked him. Why would Montana be any different? He was more gorgeous than any man he had ever met, so he surely didn’t want to see Gabby on his back.

Montana laid a hand on Gabby’s chest. “Stay on your back.”

Gabby bit his lip and nodded. Montana wanted to look at him. He actually wanted to. Gabby’s fought the tears. He was not going to cry like a baby while being fucked. No, sir.

But Montana wanted him.

Gabby’s heart soared as Montana entered him. This was the happiest he had been in one hundred and twelve years. He wrapped his legs around his wolf, arched his back, and hissed as Montana drove into him.

“I never thought I would say this, but damn, your fangs are hot as hell.” Montana lifted Gabby’s legs, pushing them all the way back, and thrust deep. Gabby moaned, rocking his head from side to side.

“You should have seen them when I had braces,” Gabby breathed out.

Montana stilled. “Vampires wear braces?”

“No, we are not having this conversation while your dick is in my ass. Move it, Tanny.” Gabby used an assertive tone, something he never did, but Montana was driving him nuts, and he didn’t want his mate to stop.

“Pushy bottom.” Montana growled and jetted into him. Gabby lost all ability to hear, think, or speak. That last one was enough to win his heart. He was being fucked speechless.

“Come for me, pumpkin.” Montana grabbed Gabby’s cock, thrusting and pumping, taking Gabby to new heights. No one ever worried about him getting his orgasm. Gabby pulled at the headboard, arched up, and cried out, his seed spilling for his wolf.

“Hell, yeah.” Montana pounded into his ass, pushing Gabby’s legs further back, then shouted. His hips moved as fast as sound waves. At least it felt that way. Gabby was going to be walking funny for the next week.

“Oh, hell, fireball.” Montana dropped next to Gabby, a big smile on his face as he pulled Gabby into his arms. “Oh, hell.”

* * * *

Gabby peeked around the kitchen, making sure no one was watching him. When he deemed the coast clear, he filled a freezer bag full of ice and shoved it down the back of his pants.
Ahhhh.
That felt so much better. Montana was going to fuck him into oblivion if he kept it up. He walked with his legs slightly apart as he made his way back to their room.

“Are you okay?”

Gabby stilled. Crap, he’d almost gotten away with it. He pasted a smile on his face and turned around. “Yeah, sure. I’m fine, no problem. I’m just going to go to my room and read a book. Well, ice—I mean
nice
talking with you.” Gabby ran from Blair, the bag slipping down the back of his pant leg.

He almost made it to his room when that heavenly scent hit him again.
No! Fight it, Gabby
. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog that was pulling him under. Gabby whimpered. Just a small taste wouldn’t hurt.

“Hi, I’m Melonee.”

Gabby turned to see the little girl standing in the hallway, smiling at him.

Just one little taste.

* * * *

Montana woke to an empty bed. His hand skidded across the sheets, but the bed was empty. Now where was his Gabby?

When he noticed the sun, he began to panic. Tossing back the covers, he pulled a pair of pajama pants on and raced from the room. “Gabby!” he shouted as he raced down the hallway.

“What’s wrong?” Johnny asked as Montana ran by him.

He skidded to a halt, glancing up and down the hallway. “Have you seen Gabby?”

Johnny shook his head but stared walking alongside Montana. “I’ll help you look.”

A horrific thought occurred to Montana. He raced to Melonee’s room, but no one was in there.
Damn it.
Montana slapped his hands on top of his bald head. He had to think.

Her playroom!

“Come on.” They both took off to the playroom on the first floor. There was a daybed in there just in case Melonee ever wanted to take a nap. Montana skidded to a halt when he spotted Melonee lying belly down on the floor.
Please, no.

He stumbled into the room, pure terror filling him. He approached her slowly, praying with everything in him that she was okay.

“Do you want a cup of tea?”

Montana breathed out a relieved breath at her sing-song voice. She was okay, Gabby hadn't harmed her. Who was she talking to?

“Princess, who are you talking to?” Montana asked as he stepped closer, squatting down next to her.

“Gabby.” She pointed under the bed.

Montana dropped down to his knees and lifted the comforter slightly. Gabby hissed. He pushed himself further back to the wall, covering his face.

Montana crawled under the bed, even though it was a very tight fit. “Not bad under here, a little dusty.”

Gabby uncovered his eyes and smiled once the darkness was back in place. “Hi.”

Montana watched the amusement twinkle in Gabby’s eyes. His heart beat once more for him and then left him. Gabby now had it in his hands, owned it. “Come here often?”

Gabby giggled. “Once in a blue moon, you?”

“Only when a hot guy is under here, so this would be my first time.”

Gabby jaw hit his chest, “You think I’m hot?” Montana watched as Gabby pinched himself. “Ow.”

“Hot as the fireball on your head.” Montana pushed Gabby further back, using his body to block out the rays. “Now why did you pinch yourself?”

Gabby’s smile was from ear to ear. “You don’t want to know.”

“I’ll buy you a drink, and we can talk about it.” Montana was enjoying himself. Gabby was the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen, and with a sense of humor.
Talk about total package.

“Hey, princess?”

“Yes?” Melonee answered from above them.

“Can you hand me the blanket on your bed?” Montana reached behind him and grabbed the fabric, trying his best to spread it out on the floor.

“Hop on.” He patted the comforter.

Gabby scooted onto it, and Montana wrapped him like a burrito. “Okay, let’s blow this Popsicle stand.” He scooted from under the bed, pulling his mate along with him. When he cleared the daybed, he pulled Gabby into his arms.

“Thanks, princess.”

She beamed up at him. “You’re welcome.”

Montana walked briskly from the playroom and up the steps. He laid his mate on their bed then made sure the blankets covering their windows was secure. “Okay, unroll yourself.”

Gabby kicked until he was free.

“Explain.” Before Gabby could take a breath, Melonee shimmered into their room.

Chapter Five

“Uh, princess, would you mind telling Uncle Montana how you just did that?”

Gabby agreed. He wanted to know, too, because all he could do was sit there with his mouth hanging wide open. Had she really just shimmered into the bedroom?

“I don’t know. I was afraid Gabby would get into trouble, so I was thinking about him, and now here I am.” She looked around confused.

Gabby watched her as Montana pulled his cell phone out. “Uh, Maverick, can you come to my room? Yeah, it’s important. I don’t care if you and Cecil…just get here.”

“Am I in trouble?” Melonee asked with a shaky voice and watery eyes.

Montana knelt before her, drying her tears. “No, princess. But Maverick needs to know so…heck if I know why.”

Maverick came through the door, looked at Gabby then at Melonee, his eyes questioning. Gabby shrugged and pointed at the little girl. “Ask Houdini.”

Maverick frowned as he looked at Gabby. “What are you talking about?”

Gabby took a deep breath. “I’m not going to lie. I ran into her last night and the aroma was too much.” Maverick growled, but Gabby ignored him. “I fought it, though.” He beamed up at Montana, who smiled gently at him.

“That’s my pumpkin.” Montana cupped the side of Gabby’s face and then leaned into it, basking in the fact that this hot hunk wanted him.

Maverick huffed. “Can we finish the explanation before you two play leapfrog?”

Gabby looked back at the Alpha. “When we got to her playroom we, uh…”