16. Patrick

Chapter 16

Patrick

I couldn't explain why I was so excited for Arthur to join us in Montana beyond the fact that neither of us really cared to be apart for more than a day or two at most. We had been mated a long time, and although we had spent up to a week apart, we simply chose not to. We would often spend long weekends here every month or two, but at times, life in the coven became too hectic for both of us to get away, and I came without Arthur. This was one of those times. Or so I thought.

I wasn't expecting Arthur to reach out and say he was coming to Montana to join us. That thought never crossed my mind with everything he had going on at the coven. But now that it was going to happen, it seemed like my mind couldn't focus on anything but that.

"You seem not yourself. Is everything all right?" Alistair asked.

I grinned at our son. "Yes. Your father just reached out. It seems as if he will be able to get away for a bit and will be joining us here. I wasn't expecting that, but I'm happy he is able to get away. Even if it's only for a day or two."

Alistair and River both smiled. "It will be nice to see Father again. I know there was some tension between him and a few at the council with regards to offering sanctuary to those from the Venice coven. The issue has been resolved, but it was still there," Alistair said.

"Yes. He mentioned it to me at the time. We had a long discussion about it before he contacted Edison with a final answer."

Alistair chuckled. "Did you hear what Grandfather did?" Alistair asked.

I glanced to River, who was smirking. "No. What did he do?"

"He at first told the council that Father, as well as two of the other coven masters, had withdrawn their offer to host the displaced warlocks. Most of the other created ones were in on the ruse, but Alpha Igor most certainly wasn't. They made him feel terrible for several days, blaming him for the lack of support from others because of his temperament."

"That's terrible," I said. It truly was. Immediately, I could understand why they did it, but the fact that they had was horrible.

"He deserved it. More, actually," Alistair said. I've only had to deal with him on one occasion, and it was more than enough. He is very much like his animal side and is incredibly difficult and argumentative."

That didn't sound like a fun experience at all.

"My love? Where are you?"

I grinned. "I'm at Alistair and River's. We were all having a chat while the kids are with Wallace."

"Father must be talking to him."

I looked over at my son. "He is. He should be here shortly," I told them just as a knock sounded at the door. Alistair chuckled.

"And he should be back here with us in about three seconds."

I stood and turned just in time to see Arthur enter the room. He was wearing jeans and a sweater, which told me he'd changed right before he left because he wouldn't wear that while welcoming new members into the coven.

I held out my arms, and Arthur immediately wrapped me in his embrace. It was difficult to keep the kiss short after having spent the past few days apart, but I knew there would be plenty more kisses later when we were in the privacy of our own room at the cabin I was staying in.

"I missed you," Arthur said. Even after all of these centuries, he still looked at me with so much love in his expression.

"Same. I'm thrilled you were able to get away. Even if it's only for a day or two. Not that I can't pop back in to see you anytime I wish, but I knew you were busy."

Arthur leaned closer and kissed my forehead. "I will never be too busy for you, my love." Arthur pulled away and then walked over to Alistair and River. He gave both of them hugs before we sat on the couch with our son and his One.

Alistair stared at us with a grin on his face. "Do not feel as if you have to remain here and chat with us," Alistair said.

"Are all of the kids with Dad?" Arthur asked.

Alistair nodded.

"Even the twins?"

"Thankfully, yes," River said. He looked at Alistair, who gave his One a look. "What? They're two, Alistair. They are a handful, and you know it. Don't act as if you don't know that. I have four to chase after, and the fact that Wallace only has to show up and they all run to him, I'm not going to complain that your grandpa has the kids and I can relax on the couch and not have to worry because it's quiet in the house."

"We're going to go," I said suddenly as I grabbed Arthur's hand.

"But I just arrived."

I pulled on Arthur, who stood despite his attempt at a protest. "Yes, but River is right. They are kid-free." I gave him a look. We'd not been kid-free for too terribly long. I had come over with Edric a little while ago so he could see the other children, but Alistair had returned home shortly after with Edison and Wallace. That was all it took for the children to want to run off with Edison and Wallace. They were going up to the mountaintop and had promised to bring the children back later that evening. "So are we," I added. I was hoping that Arthur would get the hint, but he seemed to be slow to pick up on what I was saying.

"Are you going to be here for long?" Alistair asked.

"At least a couple of days. Costas is more than capable of watching over the coven for me. Even with the new additions, I'm not worried. Between him, Balthazar, and Fenwick, everything will be fine."

Alistair looked like he was going to continue on with the conversation, but a quick glance to River had me winking at our son-in-law.

"We'll be sure to call and figure out a time to have dinner. We'll see you later," I said before grabbing Arthur's arm and then popping us out of their place and into the cabin I was staying in. Arthur gave me a look and appeared about to argue until I shook my head. "It is understandable that you wish to see your son and his One. But River most certainly does not wish to have us there. He would rather be spending time alone, and probably naked, in their bedroom since all four of their children are with your dads."

Arthur's mouth parted before he grinned. "True. I hadn't thought about that. I will be sure to apologize next time I'm there."

I shook my head again. "Really, Arthur, just let it be. They are going to be doing what I hope we will be able to do at least once while you are here," I told him as I moved closer. I gave him a look that had always worked before, and this time was no different. We'd been together for so long, and even without the benefit of our mate bond, Arthur knew me and what I wanted simply by my looks and mannerisms.

"Oh. Yes, we can certainly make that happen. But that's not why I came."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm aware, Arthur. You're being a bit dense at the moment, sweetheart. I want you inside me. Desperately. What more do I have to do to make that happen?" I took a step back, raised one hand above my head just to be a bit dramatic, and then magicked my clothing off. I raised an eyebrow at Arthur in question, wondering if that would work.

He cleared his throat, and then I found myself exactly where I wanted to be: in bed with a naked Arthur on top of me. "You're correct. I was being dense. I do apologize. My mind has been at war with itself lately. Let's forget all about everything pertaining to the council and the coven for a bit and become reacquainted."

I smiled and was about to argue that we'd never become unacquainted, but Arthur distracted me in the best of ways. When his mouth came down on mine, I sighed into the kiss. Even after all of this time, my body still responded to Arthur in ways that I couldn't describe. His tongue pushed out against mine, and I ran my hands up his back while he moved his down my side.

Arthur broke the kiss but immediately trailed his lips across my cheek and to that spot below my ear that both tickled and turned me on. He didn't stop there though. He quickly moved down my body, stopping at my nipples only long enough to lick at them a few times before moving to my naval. I wiggled a bit because it was another one of my spots that tickled yet turned me on.

I should have realized where Arthur was going, but I'd been so wrapped up in him simply being here, and being with me in this way, that I'd not been completely focused on the direction he'd been moving except down my body. But he made a detour to my hip, and when his tongue licked over my claiming mark, I gasped. That was obviously an erogenous zone. Always would be. But Arthur knew exactly how to make me squirm while paying attention to my claiming mark.

Fingers ran along the crease between my leg and groin and then moved down below my sac. Arthur applied gentle pressure, pulling a moan from me. Those incredibly talented fingers didn't stay there long, and when they moved back just a bit, Arthur moaned. He'd found my hole, which was already slick.

His fingers easily slid inside. When he sucked on my claiming mark at the same time his fingers rubbed over my prostate, a jolt of pleasure went through my body, and I moaned loudly. I wiggled on the bed, needing more.

"Arthur," I groaned out when he did it again.

"Yes, my love?"

"I need you."

"You will have me. But do you not want foreplay?"

I groaned. I loved foreplay, and he knew it. But there was a sudden need and urgency coursing through my body I couldn't quite explain.

I turned my head to the side and reached for the pillow. I pulled it to me, and when Arthur continued to rub over my prostate while sucking on my claiming mark and not my cock, I lifted the pillow and whacked him on the top of his head with it. Immediately, the fingers pulled free, and Arthur's head popped up, and he looked at me.

"What was that for?"

"You know exactly what that was for. You also know where I want you sucking, and it isn't on my claiming mark."

Arthur chuckled, but instead of doing what I actually wanted, he flipped me onto my stomach. The move was so smooth that I squeaked at the sudden change in my position. I looked over my shoulder in time to see Arthur moving up behind me. "You aren't in charge here," he said. I felt pressure against my opening and held my breath, waiting for the pleasure I knew was about to come. "Unless you're willing to fuck me, you will get exactly what I want at the moment, and that is you on your hands and knees while I make you see stars."

I wanted to argue, but I couldn't. It was a win for me no matter how we did things, and right now, I really needed to feel Arthur take me to another place instead of the other way around. I had just opened my mouth to respond when I felt pressure. Seconds later, the head of Arthur's cock popped in. He groaned, and I closed my eyes and moaned. I dropped my head between my arms and braced myself for what I knew was coming.

"So good. Always so tight and amazing."

I could only moan in response as Arthur's cock slid over my prostate, and my own bounced below me up toward my stomach.

Arthur pulled out a bit, then pushed in again, once more passing over my prostate, and I watched as a long string of precum dripped between my cockhead down toward the bed below us. Arthur repeated the action several times until I felt him tightly against my backside. He froze there, and I felt a change through our bond.

"Patrick? Love?"

"Move, Arthur. I really need. I'm about two strokes away from unloading on the bed."

"Patrick, do you remember when exactly your last fertile period was? You're immensely hot."

I froze. Not only was this not the time to have this type of conversation, but it brought up a lot of other thoughts. I whimpered in response. Now that he mentioned that, it made the last day or two make so much more sense. Right after I'd left Amherst, I started to feel "off." I had thought it was simply because I was away from Arthur. Most likely, that wasn't the case at all. My body had been telling me it was time for a fertile period.

When Arthur still didn't move, I looked at him over my shoulder. He seemed as if he was conflicted, and when I probed through our bond, he most certainly was. It took a lot from me, but I slowly moved forward. It wasn't until I had almost completely pulled Arthur from my body that he seemed to wake up and focus on what I was doing. "What? Where are you going?" Arthur asked as he grabbed hold of my hips and held me in place.

I whimpered once more. I recognized it now. We'd not been reunited for long, but it had been enough to ramp up the symptoms of my fertile period. I tried to think about the last time I'd had one, but it had been a couple of years. I no longer had them yearly, despite having an eight-year-old. I'd only had a few since, and I'd not caught after having given birth to Edric.

"Patrick?"

I shook my head. "I can't remember. Just…you should probably go back to Amherst," I said, trying to pull away from Arthur. He wouldn't allow for it though. Instead, he slowly pushed back into me, pulling a new moan from my body.

"Why would I do that? Do you not wish to spend your fertile period with me?" he whispered next to my ear. Arthur pushed me down onto the bed, lying on top of me, and I started rocking my hips. Not only did it give me a bit of friction on my cock, but it moved his ever so slightly over my prostate, which caused a zing of pleasure to course through me. "I'll always take care of you, my love. Why would you ever think otherwise? Especially after we've been together for so very long?"

"Arthur, please. I need relief."

Arthur placed a quick kiss to the back of my neck before his hips started to move. I moaned as the relief I needed was going to happen.

"I love you more than anything, Patrick. I cherish every moment with you." Arthur's hips moved slowly at first but picked up speed as he whispered next to my ear. "Every. Single. Moment." Another kiss, this time to my shoulder. "But I hate it when you are upset when you don't catch. If I could give you a child every year for the rest of our lives, I would if that was what you so desired."

I turned my head to the side. "Don't need that," I managed to get out. "Just you. Always you."

"You'll always have me," Arthur whispered again. He kissed my shoulder once more, and then his hips stilled. He moved, getting up on his knees between my legs with his hands grabbing hold of my hips before he pulled out and then snapped back into me. I shouted when he perfectly hit that wonderful spot. Half a dozen more times, I finally found the relief that I had been needing. I came on the bed below me, and a few thrusts later, Arthur joined me. He moaned my name as he filled me.

Arthur lay down on top of me, his cock still throbbing inside me as he carefully rolled us to the side. His arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me tightly to his chest. "I'm not sure if you are coherent still or not, but I'll always take care of you. Now is no different."

I sighed and took a moment to gather my thoughts. "I'm coherent. I'm not even certain a fertile period is starting. It makes sense though, but because I didn't have one last year, I can't exactly remember when it happened last. They've not been consistent for so long." They had completely stopped after Alistair for several centuries. I wasn't sure what was happening now, but no matter what, I would welcome whatever the outcome ended up being.

Arthur kissed my shoulder again, then my neck. "It's been a couple days since we've been together, and it's possible that you simply feel warmer because of that. But through our bond, I could feel a need in you that I've not felt for some time. Again, it's possible it's simply because we've been apart for a couple of days."

I shook my head. "Not that I didn't miss you, because I have. It's more than just that. I agree, it's probably the beginning of a fertile period. I've been agitated almost, and I think it doesn't have anything to do with what is going on at home."

Arthur moved his hips, and when he slipped out, I noticed there was a lot more mess than usual. "Yeah, that right there is another indicator," he said. "Let me send Father a quick message and ask if he and Dad can keep Edric for a few days. I don't think we're going to be spending much time outside of this bed for the foreseeable future."

I nodded as Arthur kissed my arm and then felt him roll away from me. When there was a sudden breeze on my backside, I smiled. He was always taking care of me, and the fact that he'd just cleaned me with magic wasn't unusual for him. I sighed and rolled to my back. I glanced down my body, saw my mostly hard cock, and rubbed a hand down my face. For the moment, the urgency was satisfied. That wasn't to say it wouldn't return in a moment's time. While Arthur took care of making arrangements for Edric's care, I had to wonder if this fertile period would be any different than the past few. Would I catch this time? Would we welcome another child finally? Or was fate still being fickle?

Arthur returned and dove onto the bed beside me, pulling me from my thoughts. "Food. Do you want a meal?" he asked. His fingers touched my stomach and then trailed down to my cock, which instantly perked up. "Perhaps later though? It seems I didn't fully satisfy you last time."

I was going to tell him that I was completely content and my body didn't know what it was talking about, but Arthur leaned down and swallowed my cock to the root just then, and all thought except the pleasure he was giving me fled.