In the Eyes of Crazy(21)

Vail rolled his eyes and leaned against a bike parked ten feet away. His gaze focused somewhere over their heads. “Figures. You find your mate and become just as possessive as everyone else.” He shrugged. “I just came out here because Kontra sent me. He says Land’s sister is here with the cops. He wants you in the house, asap.”

“What?” Land squeaked, finally lifting his flushed face and looking at the other man.

He tried to move, but Payson held him fast, one hand cupping his ass and the other wrapped around his torso. “Leave. We’ll be there shortly,” Payson growled.

Vail met his look, smirked, then swept his gaze over them again before turning back toward the door. “Don’t be long,” he called over his shoulder as he strode away.

Once Payson was certain Vail was gone, he released his hold and helped his mate get down, drawing sharp hisses from both of them as his softened cock slid from Land’s hole. While he gently wiped his lover down with his t-shirt, he wondered how Larissa even knew where they were.

“The idea of getting caught is so much cooler than actually gettingcaught,” Land muttered.

Payson chuckled. “Eventually, we’re going to have to do this in a bed,” he teased.

Land snorted. It pleased Payson that he could calm his mate so easily. Running his hand over Land’s slender hip, Payson looked up at his mate. “Vail’s about as voyeuristic as I am,” he admitted. “We used to creep around the mansion or wherever we’d stopped and see if we could catch the guys in the act.”

“You didn’t,” Land denied, his shock evident.

Nodding, Payson continued, “We’d never get too close, but we’d make a comment like Vail did.” Standing, he handed Land his pants. “Being on the receiving end is a whole other ball of wax.”

“So, not all of you have found your mates?” Land asked.

“No. Only about half of us. Most of us just keep looking, and when one of the other guys finds their mate, we try not to get jealous.” He frowned, thinking about his friend. “Except for Vail. He says he doesn’t want to find his mate, but sometimes…” He shook his head. “The way he looks at the mated couples makes me wonder,” he admitted.

Before his mate could pull his shirt over his head, Payson grabbed his hand and started leading him back toward the house. “Guess we oughta let your sister know she can’t run me off, huh? I wonder how she found out where we are.”

“Uh, I told her,” Land admitted, grimacing.

“Really?” At Land’s nod, Payson shrugged. “I guess it makes sense. You, a virgin, going to a stranger’s home where lots of men live. I’m sure you were worried about being ravished.”

He smiled, hoping it looked like he was teasing, although worry did still churn in his gut. He didn’t really remember Larissa. The only thing that stood out about the night he’d been with her was his surprise and disappointment when his hyena hadn’t wanted the pleasant smelling woman. Now, Payson felt incredibly grateful for his animal’s discerning nose. He prayed to whatever gods cared to listen that Larissa wouldn’t still find a way to change Land’s mind.

Evidently, he didn’t do quite as good a job of hiding his worry as he’d thought. Land squeezed his hand, getting his attention. “There isn’t anything she can tell me that you haven’t already, right? No more hyenas in the closet?” he teased gently.

Payson snickered. “I’m not purposefully hiding anything, lover,” he murmured. He paused just inside the foyer and drew his mate into his arms. Between butterfly kisses, he murmured, “You may ask me anything and I’ll always answer truthfully. That’s my promise to you.”

“Your promises mean a lot to you,” Land muttered against his lips.

“They do,” Payson replied, pleased his mate had picked up on that. He deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue into Land’s mouth, tasting his unique masculine musk, enjoying it like the finest wine. Twining their tongues, Payson gently drew his lover’s appendage into his mouth and sucked lightly, reminiscent of what he’d done to Land’s cock the night before. His dick thickened in his jeans, and Payson knew he’d never get enough of the man in his arms, and he never wanted to.

A throat clearing caught his attention. His shifter senses told him they’d gained an audience of several people. Payson didn’t give a shit. He cupped Land’s jaw when he felt his lover tense, and gently, taking his sweet time, eased the kiss to an end. Sipping a couple more butterfly kisses from Land’s lips, Payson took in Land’s dazed expression and dilated eyes.