Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Adam

With careful steps, Adam followed Mal from the bedroom and down the stairs where the kitchen was supposed to be located. His ass ached and he was sore, but it had totally been worth it to be mated to his beast. And beast Mal was, at least in bed. Adam had never been devoured quite so thoroughly. If he was woken every morning with Mal sucking then fucking him, Adam would be a very happy boy.

The house was as big on the inside as it appeared on the outside. He could see himself easily getting lost. It did have plenty of room though, and he couldn't wait to show it off to his friends…after he made a couple of changes, of course.

Mal really needed more color in his life. There was so much black!

"Here we go, boy." Mal pushed a tall swinging wood door open.

Adam could already smell bacon cooking. He stepped inside the room and paused as he took in the three small demons bustling around the kitchen. Three adorable fucking demons. "Minions!" Adam declared.

The three demons stopped and turned toward him. They were such cute little demons. Adam wanted to immediately adopt them. All three were a deep gorgeous blue with short tails and itty-bitty horns on top of their heads. They smiled, fangs on display, and Adam fell a little in love with them. Not mate love. Maybe family love?

"Not minions," Mal corrected. "These are my house demons, part of the staff."

Adam shook his head. His mate was wrong, so wrong. "My minions!" He rushed over and tugged them into a big group hug.

The demons sighed as they returned the embrace. They vibrated with happiness and Adam hummed to them.

"Hello," one of the demons greeted once Adam released his new friends. This demon has sharp cheekbones that models would kill for.

"Hello, cutie. What's your name?"

"I'm Siezman and these are my brothers Notel and Gammer. We are here at your service."

"Awesome." Adam patted Siezman on the back. Okay, Siezman had the cheekbones, Notel's eyes were orange instead of red, Gammer had dimples. Fucking dimples on a demon. Who knew? He hoped his new minions wanted to stay forever. "Do you like your job?"

Siezman nodded. "We love working for the Master. He is very kind to us."

Adam looked over his shoulder to beam at his mate. He knew Mal was a good guy. It spoke volumes that these demons seemed to enjoy serving Mal.

"Breakfast is almost ready. We have a mix of human and home foods. We didn't know what you would prefer," Notel said.

"I appreciate that." Adam strolled over to his mate. He lowered his voice even though with demons he was pretty sure they'd still hear him. "I want to keep them forever. They're adorable."

"They're not minions." Mal frowned at him. There was a warning in his tone. Adam just chose to ignore that.

"Yes, sir." He patted Mal's chest. They both knew that Adam was just humoring him.

"Trouble," Mal muttered before pecking a kiss to Adam's forehead.

This was going to be awesome. "Feed me!" Adam demanded as he hopped over to the table where platters had already been set.

"Sit! Sit!" Notel ushered Adam into a tall chair. Adam's feet didn't even touch the floor. Hmm, he might need to get his size furniture.

"Drink?" Gammer asked, hovering.

"Do you have coffee?" Adam requested.

"Yes! Yes!" Siezman answered with a smile.

"You are fae," Notel said suddenly. "Do you enjoy Sheeshbaugh?"

Adam hadn't heard a word spoken in his native language in a long time. He blinked at the little demon. Notel had spoken the word perfectly. "It's my favorite."

"Lunch! I make for lunch!" Notel clapped.

Emotion clogged his throat. He didn't mind living as a human. There were times that he missed his home realm though. He loved his found family but until Rainier came along, Adam had been the only fae. "Thank you, Notel."

Notel danced away in happiness.

"Okay?" Mal's massive hand came down on Adam's neck.

Adam smiled at his mate. "Perfect." Adam felt more at home in Hell on his first morning than he'd ever felt in his entire life.

* * * * *

Adam

"What do you mean Mal doesn't take a day off?"

Siezman shrugged before glancing over his shoulder toward the house.

"Don't worry about him. Tell me." It wasn't often Adam was taller than anyone, and he adored the little demons. Mal had business that he couldn't put off and even though Mal asked if Adam wanted to return to the human realm for a little while, Adam didn't plan to go anywhere without his mate. He'd pulled his minions out into the front yard to start his magic.

"The Master works from the beginning of the day until late into the night. He does not take a day off and even when he is home, he is working."

"Not anymore," Adam declared. He brushed his hands off on his pants before peering around at the new additions to the property.

Their house hadn't had a gate or anything to keep others away. His new minions had helped set the white paved stones that Adam infused with magic. They would serve as an early detection alert if someone approached their front door.

Adam had also lined the property with trees.

The demons had been excited to see a dryad planting for the first time. Adam was pleased with his work over the past few hours. Their home was already beginning to show signs of his presence. He might be at a disadvantage not being a demon, but Adam could still protect his mate.

"I'm going to check on my mate. We'll see you at lunch. Later." Much later. He turned and started back toward the house. His mate was going to take some time off and spend it in bed with him. Mal might be used to doing everything on his own, but they were a team now.

Adam would drag his mate, kicking and screaming, if necessary, into learning to relax. Mal had a very important job, but he wouldn't be able to do it for long if he got burnt out. Adam was quite certain what his new mission was in life.

He would bring brightness, laughter, and love into Mal's life and make the Master of punishment happier than anyone else in the realm. And that was going to start right at that moment.

Entering the house, Adam relished the coolness. He made a stop at the closest bathroom to wash up before he went in search of Mal's office. Of course, he got turned around. The house was just that massive.

Closing his eyes, Adam searched with his mate bond for where Mal would be. There! He strode forward until he reached a closed tall wood door. Adam placed his hand on the wood. The repurposed wood throbbed against his palm. Adam infused warmth and love into the wood before he pushed the door open.

Of course, Mal's office was huge. The desk a size of a small car. He strutted inside and had Mal's head snapping up.

"Hello, mate," Adam said.

Mal's gaze darted around the room before landing on him once again. "Did…did I do something wrong?"

Adam might be a brat, but he never wanted Mal to question himself or their mating. Mal had already proved that he wanted to be a good mate. Adam just needed Mal to take care of himself as well.

"No. I just missed you," Adam replied as he walked to Mal's side.

Mal's face showed confusion before he smiled. "You missed me?"

"I did," he said truthfully. Adam pushed Mal's chair back from the desk. "And I know just how to get my fix."

"Your fix?"

"Of my mate." Leaning over, Adam kissed Mal's lips hard. He was pleased when Mal immediately pulled him closer. Heat from Mal's hands on him and warmth from their bond thrumming.

Pulling back, Adam cupped Mal's muscular face. "Thank you."

"You never have to thank me for kissing you!" Mal sounded scandalized.

Adam smirked. "That's not what I was thanking you for. This time. Thank you for finding me."

Mal snorted. A puff of smoke escaping his nostrils. "I'm pretty sure you found me. And declared loudly that I was yours."

"Yeah, I did." Adam was a very smart boy. No way would he let his mate slip through his fingers. "I still think I should show my appreciation for you getting on board so fast."

Allowing his gaze to lock with Mal's, Adam moved in front of his mate, then lowered himself to his knees.

"Yes," Mal hissed. "I was a good mate."

Running his hands up the leather-clad legs of his mate, Adam nodded. "Very good."

Mal licked his lips. Under Adam's hand where he cupped Mal's cock, the member grew. The red in Mal's eyes started to glow. Wow, his mate really wanted him. Awesome-sauce!

With steady hands, he opened the pouch of leather that trapped Mal's cock. Adam pulled out Mal's erection, giving him a few strokes. Damn! Mal really did have a beautiful shaft. Adam had never been one obsessed with size. He lived with shifters. He was constantly around naked men. None of them compared to his gorgeous mate.

Slowly, he leaned forward and blew across the tip of Mal's monster dick. Mal's clawed fingers dug into the arm of the chair. Adam found himself a little distracted with those long thick digits. They had felt so damn good inside him. Maybe if he was really good…

Shit! No! This wasn't about him.

He dragged his gaze from Mal's fingers and back to the cock he palmed. Adam stroked his mate to full hardness. Oh, he planned to use his mouth, but he loved seeing his mate watching him with hooded eyes.

Adam nuzzled Mal's cock. The heat against his cheek. The scent of sulfur, spice, and his. All of that had Adam wishing he'd taken out his own dick. Adam licked across the head of Mal's erection as he wrapped his right hand around the base.

Looking Mal in the eye, Adam sank down and sucked.

Mal reached for him. His fingers brushing through his hair. Not holding him. More of a caress. It made Adam determined to make his mate lose control and fuck his mouth.

Adam sucked as much as he could comfortably take inside his mouth.

It might take him time to be able to deep throat his mate, but it was a good goal to work towards. Adam was once again very motivated.

The weight of Mal's cock on his tongue was perfect.

He sucked hard.

Mal's fingers flexed in his hair before he lifted his hips slightly.

Oh, his mate was being so careful with him. What a sweet but misguided attempt.

Jacking Mal from the base of his cock to his mouth, Adam got his shaft sloppy wet.

There was no hiding when Adam got too excited and ended up gagging on Mal's cock. Instead of getting frustrated, Mal's entire body shuddered. Did…did Mal like that? There was only one way to find out.

Adam took a deep breath. He slowly lowered his mouth until his cheeks bulged and stuffed the tip of Mal's cock down his throat.

He gagged.

Mal cursed. In a language that Adam didn't know but he could tell it was totally a bad word. Ha! Interesting.

Mal's fingers tightened in his hair for a split second before he went back to running his digits through Adam's locks. Well that just wouldn't do, now, would it? He slid up Mal's shaft, leaving it good and wet before going back down. Even farther. He gagged.

Mal cursed.

His fingers tightened again.

His hips rose.

Fuck yeah! Adam had this. It began to be a game to him. How far could he take Mal before choking. How hard would Mal grip his hair. How fast would Mal's hips snap. It was powerful and heady knowing that Adam controlled it all.

Tears leaked from the corner of his eyes, but Adam ignored them.

Finally, fucking finally, Mal held Adam's head down. He thrust up and Adam went limp, allowing his mate to use his mouth. Mal fucked his mouth. The head of his cock hammering the back of Adam's throat. He couldn't help when he came in his pants. It was just too good.

Mal pulled back as he started to come.

Adam swallowed. And swallowed. He had to pull back. There was just too much seed filling his mouth. Using his hand to finish Mal off, Adam watched as his mate collapsed back into his chair.

Smoke puffs from his nostrils as he panted. Eyes closed and a look on his face telling Adam that his mate was completely sated.

Adam winced at the soggy underwear clinging to his sensitive dick. Yuck.

"Come here, mate." Mal offered his hands.

He allowed Mal to help him to his feet and onto his lap. Mal's big hand covered his wet crotch and Adam's face heated.

"Did you—" Mal looked down.

"You were so hot!" Adam defended himself. "It's not my fault."

Mal laughed.

Wow, that husky, gravelly laugh. Adam's poor cock twitched. He wanted to hear his mate laugh more often. He needed to hear it.

Burying his head under the spikes of Mal's chin, Adam cuddled close. "I need clothes." He was wearing the jeans and button-down that he'd dressed in for Seb's mating celebration.

"We should probably discuss…logistics."

Adam lifted his head from where he'd been snuggly with his mate. Which sort of annoyed him. He wanted to bask in bliss. "What logistics?"

"You can move anywhere in the realm with just one thought. I'll have to teach you how. You can also return to the realm from any other with a thought. I'll set a portal up for you to go to the human and fae realms." Mal swallowed. "I just ask…I would like it if you'd at least consider staying a few nights here. With me."

Adam had to tamp down his temper quickly. He didn't want Mal to misunderstand his emotions. Their bond was strong. Adam hadn't seen anything like it between the mates he'd been living with. Adam wasn't sure if it was a demon thing, fae, or what. Not that it mattered at that moment. Only one thing mattered.

Slowly he pushed out of Mal's arms and stood. He leaned back against the desk so he could watch Mal's face. He had to clear his throat when emotions threatened to overwhelm him.

"Where would I spend my other nights?" Adam asked. He kept his voice low, hoping that it wouldn't shake.

Something flashed across Mal's face.

Adam huffed. Just what he thought. His mate actually thought that they'd be separated. That Adam would leave this realm and just return for a booty call or some shit like that. Mal had so much to learn. "Is that what you want?"

Mal's eyes were wide. Clearly, he knew he'd messed up and was probably trying to figure out how.

His mate rose from his chair, pushing it back to ram the wall. The massive dick Adam just had in his mouth bouncing.

"Can you—" Adam waved at Mal's crotch. He did not need to get distracted remembering how hot they'd just been together. This was serious.

"Sorry." Mal stuffed his cock back inside the leather pouch of his pants before redoing the ties.

"Now," Adam said. "Please explain to me why I would only be returning to you a couple nights at a time. That you want to be away from me."

Mal growled.

Fuck that was sexy. No! Focus, Adam!

"I don't want you away from me!" Mal raised his voice.

"Sounded like it to me," Adam shot back. He was really trying to keep his temper in check. This was not the time to allow emotions to get the better of him. "After all the time I spent hoping and praying for a mate. Now I find out he only wants me around some of the time."

"That's not what I want. I'm trying to work out—" He flapped his hands.

It shouldn't be so cute to see his mate this flabbergasted.

"What you should be trying to work out is taking me back to the human realm to pick up my stuff," Adam said. "What you need to do is give me permission to change anything in this massive house that I want. What you will do is remember that we are mates, and we will never be apart from each other."

Mal stood awkwardly in front of him.

Reaching out, Adam twisted the hard nipple he could see through Mal's silk shirt.

Mal yelped.

"Paying attention?"

"Yes." Mal nodded.

"We. Are. Mates." Adam said each word slowly. "There will be no being away from each other except when we have to work. Even then I will need regular kissing breaks." He smiled. "I am very high maintenance."

"Uh," Mal said.

"Not done." Adam held up his hand. "You have told me more than once how important you are to this realm."

"There is no other Master. Not as long as I hold the position."

"Which means you can't leave for an extended amount of time."

Mal nodded.

"That also means that my place is right next to you."

Mal opened his mouth.

"I'm not done!" Adam shouted. "I'm going to forgive your lack in faith in me staying with you. We're newly mated. You don't know me yet. I will not tolerate it going forward. You are my entire world, Mal. Even if I couldn't travel back and forth between realms, which I can do, I would still choose to be by your side."

He pushed off the desk. "Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes, mate," Mal answered quickly.

"Good." He jumped into Mal's arms, thrilled when his big mate caught him. "I belong in your arms. Always. Don't try to push me away."

Mal held him close. "I was just trying to do right by you. I don't want you stuck here because of me."

"What if I want to be stuck with you?" Adam batted his lashes. A trick that usually got him whatever he wanted.

"Then I will count myself lucky."

Adam nodded. "As you should." He was so relieved to be past the drama where he could…well, be the drama. "One more thing." He held up a finger.

Mal kissed Adam's finger and it was so cute! "Anything, my mate."

"We had our first sort of disagreement."

"I wouldn't call it—"

"Make-up sex!" Adam shouted.

"Make-up sex," Mal repeated.

"Yep!"

"Bed this time," Mal told him.

"You read my mind." Adam kissed his big mate. They'd figure out how to get to the bedroom—

Pop.

Adam pulled away. They were in the bedroom. Oh yeah, his mate was awesome like that. "You have to teach me!"

"Now?" Mal smirked.

"Well, no," Adam drawled. "Sex!"

"Whatever you command, love." He lowered Adam onto the soft mattress and followed him down.

Adam hummed. All the possibilities.