Broken Mate (MM) (COMPLETE)

Chapter Nineteen

Knox Briggs

Something's shifted with Xan. I'm not sure what it is though. He seems lighter, like his mental war isn't dragging him down as much. It's been a week since he had a major setback and stayed in bed. It was like he wasn't in his own body. But he got through it, because of course he did.

We're currently carrying some boxes over to the pack house now. We got a suite, apartment, room, whatever you want to call it. We got one a couple days ago, and now we're getting set up in it. It'll be different for Xan, because he won't be around his family.

They'll be close, but not in the same building. Setting down one of the few last boxes, Branson and Noah are behind me. Xan tried to help, but he isn't physically able too. He's very weak, which is hard to understand. But I guess with his mental health he hasn't been training.

Which brings on another thing, he asked Branson to help get him into shape. Or to be able to defend himself.

Xan is sitting on the floor, going through boxes with his dad. Peyton comes in with some bedding, and sheets in his arms. He makes his way into the bedroom, before coming back out a moment later.

The suite opens up to a small kitchen, and a connected living room. Then off to the side there's a bedroom. It's pretty small, but it's perfect for us. There's also a large entertainment room downstairs if we want to use it.

We all work to unpack some stuff, we got stuff from my old apartment yesterday. It's been over a month since I've been there. My sister gave me loads of clothes, so I never needed to go. Packing away my old life was weird. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I lost my first mate a long, long time ago. I haven't gotten over the death, and I never will. But it gets easier, and with everything going on with Xan it gets even easier.

It's so easy to be consumed by him. When he's in my arms, it's nothing I've ever felt before. It's all consuming, and a layer of peace and calm blankets me. Our bond is getting stronger, I can feel it growing and sparking to life everyday.

It's a lot different than my first time mating, and it makes me appreciate him, and our bond even more.

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"Do you think it makes us lazy for getting takeout every night?" Xan asks, scooping leftover fried rice into his mouth. I shrug, taking a bite of the general tso chicken.

"We are still getting back on track. "We keep missing dinner hours, and we have no groceries. We've been in our new place for about three days now. It's been an adjustment. But we've been doing well.

He keeps eating, staring at me with those dark eyes. He's been expressing his interest in more uh.. Intimate actions. He eye fucks me constantly, but im trying to be a gentleman. He's inexperienced, and I am not. I am with men I suppose, but I know what's going on and what to expect.

"Stop looking at me like that" I pointed at him with my fork, before stabbing another piece of chicken. He sets his food down on the coffee table, and crosses his legs.

"Why are you putting it off? Do you not want to?" he asks, hurt flashing in his eyes.

"Of course I want to angel. It's just all new to you, and i don't want to take things too fast

and reunion your first experience" i set down my container of food, leaning forward. Xan gets up from his seat, making his way over to me.

He climbs into my lap, and my hands slide up his thighs to his hips as he straddles me. "We're not rushing, we're taking things slow. And I'm ready for more, if i wasn't i wouldn't be saying i was" he loops his arms around my neck, scooting forward in my lap. "We don't have to have sex, we can do other things"

His voice is shy, and he's looking everywhere but my face. Maybe because he's embarrassed? Or afraid of rejection? But he's an adult, he knows what he wants, and I need to let him decide for himself.

Leaning forward, I capture his lips in a soft caress. His tongue pokes out, so I open for him. When our tongues brush, blood flows to my groin. He whimpers when i suck his tongue, biting into it gently.

My mates hips buck forward, grinding into my lap. He moans, getting himself worked up. I stand, my hands going to the back of his thighs to keep him close to my body. His legs instantly wrap around my waist, and he squeaks in surprise as I walk us to our bedroom. My lips travel down to his neck, my canines popping out and scraping against his throat.

He loves when I do that, he gets louder and his legs squeeze my waist. It leaves streaks down his neck, and a slight cooper taste floods my mouth. I drop him gently on the bed. And he looks up at me, his eyes almost black, his plump lips slightly parted.

"Take off your pants, angel '' I murmured, slipping my t-shirt over my head. Xan hesitates for a moment, then slips his- my sweatpants down his waist and thighs. I slip between his parted legs, attaching my lips to his again.

My hand slides between our bodies, palming him through his boxers. He moans and grunts into my mouth, our kiss turning sloppy as I work his cock with my hand.

His head falls back against the pillow, and he whines. My little angel starts squirming. "N-need more"

"Need more baby?" I ask, letting my lips find his neck again. I slide his boxers down his legs, forcing confidence into me, because I've never done this with a guy, but I want Xan's first time to be good. I slid down his body, settling between his thighs.

My mouth kisses, sucks, bites, nips, and scrapes his bare thighs. I leave my mark, teeth, hickies, scrapes. Whatever I can leave, I do. My hands move to his hips, tugging his body closer to mine.

I glance at his hard cock, before deciding fuck it. I wrap my lips around the tip, doing a slow test suck. He gasps, hands flying to my hair. Deciding that's good enough for me, I bob my head, taking him down further.

I work my way down, taking as much as I can before I gag. He moans, squirms, grunts and gasps. Alexander is a quiet, shy kid. But right now? He's loud, and it's so fucking hot. His hips shift up, going further down my throat. He whines, doing it again and his thighs shakes.

I pull off, earning another whine. "You're doing so good angel, fucking my throat". His chest is rising and falling so fast, and his cheeks are slightly tinted. "Think you can make yourself cum, baby?" I ask, keeping my tone deep and demanding.

"Y-yeah" he whimpers, fingers tugging at the sheet. I go back to sucking him down my throat, and he does a couple tests thrusts before he's going down my throat, choking me. My cock throbs, and I grind into the bed. Between his whines and moans, him fucking my throat and taking what he wants I'm gonna loose my shit.

His tip hits the back of my throat, and it clenches around his cock. His hips fly off the bed, and his thighs shake as he moans the loudest yet. Cum starts spurting in my mouth, and he is moaning my name over and over again.

I swallow what I can, because I'm not gonna be a spitter. Some of it escapes my mouth, but his sweet salty taste fills me. It's all consuming, just like him,

He relaxes into the bed, panting. I slip off him, and get to my knees. Before I can do anything else, Xan is there pushing my pants down. "You don't have to do anything, angel-"

"Please. I want too" he pleads, his eyes big and his lips pouty.

"Okay" I relax, as he slips my pants down my thighs. My dick bobs free, and he doesn't hesitate to wrap his lips around me. Then like a fucking pro, he takes me down my throat. He gags only a little, then he starts sucking my soul out of me. My head falls back, a loud groan falling through my lips.

"Such a good boy. So good, you're so perfect" the praise falls easily from my lips, as he works me to the edge.

It doesn't take long, before the most intense orgasm ive ever had hits me like a fucking truck.

"Xan" i grunt, my hips pushing forward, filling his mouth with my cum. 

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I love the praise. Xan really deserves it. He's such a sweetie. I love the spicy though ;)