“Damn it.” Chadwick threw the hammer across the room not caring where it went.  That was the second time he’d hit his thumb in as many minutes.  Shoving his thumb in his mouth, Chadwick continued to silently curse his horrible luck.

“I’m not sure a hammer sticking out of the wall was the decorating style I was going for,” Kellach said as he and Trygg came into the bar that was nearly finished.

Chadwick just had a few more tables to put together and the bar would be finished.  Well, other than whatever decorations Kellach and Trygg decided to put on the walls.  He just wasn’t sure he even wanted to finish, for it would most likely mean he’d have to leave Miracle.

Irritated that he’d finally found somewhere he could make a home and now would have to leave, he said, “Bite me.”  Okay, not exactly original or even very good, but Chadwick was pissed that he wasn’t given any say in his life – again.

Just because his mate was Chief Council didn’t mean Chadwick should have to pack up and follow him across the country.  The anger at having to leave continued to bubble up inside of him until he couldn’t control it.  Slamming his fist down on the table that he’d just finished putting together, he watched in dismay, and a bit of satisfaction, as it splintered into a million pieces.

Trygg growled a warning when several pieces of wood nearly hit Kellach.  “I don’t know what your problem is, but hurt my mate and I will give you that fight you seem to be looking for.”

As tempted as Chadwick was to take Trygg up on his offer of a fight, Chadwick would never hurt Kellach to do it.  No.  As much as he hated to admit it, he needed to talk to Saber.

He just wasn’t sure he was ready to hear they had to leave.  Sometimes ignorance was bliss.  Then again, not having Saber say it didn’t really change anything.  Chadwick was still very aware they would be leaving, so, if anything, ignoring it was only making things harder.

He went to the wall where he’d managed to embed the hammer and looked at the damage.  It seemed something he tended to do more often than not, leave a mark of destruction.  Up until he’d made the mistake of asking his father about same sex matings, his family had been happy and loving.  When he’d made that announcement of having a male mate, his friends went from carefree and mischievous to secretive and distant.

After finding his mate, Chadwick had nearly ruined any chance of them ever finding happiness by pushing Saber away.  Now he was destroying the very thing he built in a fit anger.  When was he going to learn that life didn’t go his way?  It would be so much easier if he’d just accepted that and moved on.

At least he would have his mate by his side.  That was something.  Actually, it was better than something.  It still kind of blew his mind that he’d not only found his mate, but he’d ended up being as sweet and kind as Saber, while still being tough and strong enough to fight for what they believed in.

The bell Chadwick had just installed that morning rang as the door opened.  Chadwick turned from inspecting the hole in the wall to find Saber standing there.  Those dark eyes seemed to be devouring him and he found it hard to breathe.

Without looking their way, Saber told Kellach and Trygg, “Can you give Chadwick and I some privacy, please?”

Kellach mumbled something about being kicked out of his own bar, but thankfully, Trygg ushered him out anyway.  As soon as the door shut, silence enveloped them.

“Kitten,” Saber whispered.

That was all it took, just that one word and Chadwick launched himself across the room and into Saber’s arms.  Saber might be relatively healed, but Chadwick was still having a hard time coping with how close he’d come to losing this man who had come to mean so much to him in such a short period of time.

He threw his arms around Saber’s neck and plastered his body against his mate.  Their mouths met in a clash of lips, tongue, and teeth.  Yet, even with Saber’s tongue driving into his mouth, and Chadwick’s legs wrapped around his mate’s thick waist, they still weren’t close enough.

The sound of cloth ripping was followed by air caressing Chadwick’s back.  Saber’s calloused hands trailed a path down his spine and into the waistband of his pants.  A frustrated growl was all the warning Chadwick got before more material was torn and his ass was left bare.

Then those hands cupped the cheeks of his ass, kneading the muscle even as Saber bit down on Chadwick’s lower lip.  Sparks ignited a firestorm within Chadwick and he was soon sucking on Saber’s tongue, drawing it deeper into his mouth at the same time one of Saber’s thick fingers circled his puckered entrance then sank in to the first knuckle.

It was too much yet not enough all at once.  Saber’s dry digit burned, but Chadwick would rather deal with the ache it created than ask him to remove it.  He wanted Saber inside of him anyway he could get.

He nearly cried in despair when Saber removed that finger and strode to the nearest table.  When he lay Chadwick on his back, he started to kiss and nip a path along his neck, concentrating on the mating mark he’d left.  Like a match to dry tinder, Chadwick went up in flames.

Every touch he gave to the mating mark went right to Chadwick’s cock.  He wasn’t going to be able to hold back the orgasm that was trying to barrel through him no matter how hard he tried.

He was mindless with pleasure, so when he felt the finger return to his pucker and slide inside, Chadwick knew there was no way he could stop the pleasure from crashing all around him.  Ropes of white pearly seed spurted from his dick to land on his abdomen.

Yet, even as he drained his balls, Chadwick never grew soft.  How could he when Saber continued to tease his mating mark and stretch his channel?  The bliss of having his mate’s hands and mouth on him stimulated him all over again so that he was ready for round two.

“Damn, but you smell so good,” Saber murmured against his skin as his mouth worked its way down his chest.  Chadwick’s dick twitched when he watched his mate lap up the cum on his abdomen like it was his favorite treat.

“Damn,” Chadwick whispered, his head hitting the table when Saber’s tongue started to lick any remnants off the tip of his cock.  If his mate kept this up, Chadwick would come a second time before Saber ever got inside of him.

A third finger pushed inside of him.  Chadwick had no idea when the second finger had entered him, nor did he care.  All that mattered was they were getting closer to him being ready for Saber’s thick cock.

“I know this is fast…” Saber started to say but Chadwick cut him off.

“You almost died.  I need to feel you inside of me.  To know you’re alive,” he begged.  It wasn’t a want any longer, it was as imperative as the air he breathed, probably more so.  A part of his heart and soul died watching Saber struggle to survive.  He needed to know his mate was still there with him. Tied to him in the most intimate of ways.

He cried out when Saber’s fingers disappeared, but that cry of despair turned to one of satisfaction as the blunt head of his dick pushed past his guardian muscles and sank balls deep in one hard thrust.  Air burst from Chadwick’s lungs at the harsh invasion, even as he welcomed his mate into his body.

“Move,” he yelled at Saber when his mate seemed to freeze in place.  He knew Saber was merely giving him time to adjust, but Chadwick didn’t want it.  He just wanted to feel his mate loving him with his body.

“Damn, Kitten, the things you make me want.”  Saber grabbed Chadwick’s ankles, one in each hand and split them apart.  His eyes were glued to the spot where they were connected as he began a pounding rhythm that had the table scraping across the floor.

Chadwick just knew he would be making another table by the time they were finished for there was no way this one would still be standing as Saber once more made Chadwick his.  Hell, if Saber made him feel like this every time, Chadwick would gladly replace every piece of furniture in the place.

His toes curled when the head of Saber’s dick banged into his sweet spot.  Jolts of electricity ran up and down his spine.  Chadwick had only just come a few minutes before, yet already he was on the edge once more.  His balls ached as they rolled in their sack.  His prick throbbed and spurted fluid every time Saber hit his prostate.

Spots formed before his eyes and his balls went tight against his body.  He just needed something more to push him into oblivion.

As if he were able to read Chadwick’s mind, Saber wrapped his calloused hand around his length and stroked Chadwick’s flesh in time with his thrusts.  The friction had his eyes rolling up in the back of his head.

Explosions of color blocked whatever vision he had just as cum shot from his body.  His back arched up as every muscle he had went bowstring tight.  The sheer bliss that was coursing through him was unlike anything he’d ever experienced in his life.  He didn’t even know that anyone could survive such pleasure.

As if coming through a tunnel, he heard Saber shout his name.  Pain lanced into his neck as Saber’s teeth once more claimed him.  Possessive need surged through him and Chadwick leaned up and sank his own canines deep into Saber’s neck, making the strong Alpha male his for the world to see.

Exhausted, he fell back against the wood surface of the table.  Saber collapsed on top of him.  The sharp crack of wood was the only warning they got before the table crumbled beneath them.

The air was knocked from Chadwick’s lungs as they hit the floor, but he didn’t care.  Saber was now his and he was alive.  Nothing else mattered.  Not even where they lived.