Page 54 of Jack of All Trades

That night, he slept under the roof of his family after talking with them for hours. It turned out that the Pengroves found them and sent word that he was coming. Jack could barelybelieve it. The first charitable thing they’d done for him since he was thirteen years old.

His sisters were on the search for their fated mates, but there was no hurry, they assured him. They were happy as they were, living in the woods, with nature, watching the birds hatch in nests each spring, and the bear searching the forest for food.

Their house wasn’t fancy or big. Made of stone and logs, it had been in their family for generations. It was a place where each taught the next how to seek justice for those who no longer belonged in the world.

Jack cried, laughed, and enjoyed the visit. The next morning, feeling his season getting stronger despite the suppressants the doctor had given him, he knew they had to leave.

His mother understood. “I couldn’t have been stopped when it was time to make the three of you. Send word the moment the babies are born.”

“I will. And before that, I’ll keep in touch. I’d like you all to come visit too, soon and again when they’re born, and a lot after that.”

Again, in the arms of his mother, he felt what he’d always wanted—real love from a parent. His father gave that same love to him as he was hugged goodbye, and his sisters as well.

They were teleported home, and that was where Trudy and Rodney left them after a lot of tears and many thanks for their help.

Maltin took him into the warehouse and stared at all his cars. “These should be beds,” he surprised Jack by saying. “Every single one of them.”

Jack felt his heat growing, his loins on fire as he felt his alpha mate beside him. They were so alike in so many ways. Maltin thought his powers were finite and, therefore, rarely used them. Jack thought himself completely powerless.

After learning what they truly were, they connected in a way that went far beyond that of simple fated mates. They were connected by their shared pain, the pain of never feeling like they mattered or that they were special.

“Maltin, when we make…babies, promise me, no matter what, they’ll never feel like they’re less than.”

Maltin moved around to face him, his hands cupping Jack’s face, holding him there, staring into Jack’s eyes with a promise and a vow to him that was real. Jack felt it in every part of him. “Our children will never know anything but acceptance, unconditional love, and most of all, security in us and themselves.”

Maltin’s breath on his lips right before he was kissed sealed a deal, and finally, Jack knew why people who got married kissed at the end of the ceremony. That touching of lips sealed those vows. It wasn’t for those attending, but it was between the two, a silent pact that they’d move through the sometimes-harsh sea of life, together.

As they kissed, Jack made that vow to Maltin. No ceremony was needed for them, as their vows were written on their souls. Fated mates meant for each other in every way possible, and true love that went beyond that.

Jack felt Maltin’s love for him in that kiss, and he stored that memory in his heart.

Taking his hand once the kiss was over, with the taste and feel of it still on Jack’s lips, he was led to the stairs. “We’ll make it back down here eventually.”

Jack laughed with a heartfelt boom in the echoing warehouse, and as he was taken into the loft, he felt the power that was radiating from Maltin.

Knowing he was a super alpha, it had changed him. A new confidence, a new purpose surrounded him, and Jack could barely catch a breath in his presence. Maltin stopped them in themiddle of the loft near the couch, waving a hand over him and Jack felt the coolness of the room on every bit of his flesh. “Now that you can, you’re going to use your magic all the time?”

Not answering, Maltin simply stared hard into Jack’s eyes. Damn, Jack felt like he could melt under that heated gaze.

Baby, get down on that floor, on all fours, like you were when you were shifted. I want you, now, and I’m not stopping until I put my children inside you to grow strong.”

Jack nodded ever so slightly, unable to do much more than what his alpha commanded. He was on all fours in seconds after that nod, and he felt Maltin’s naked body move to his knees and station behind him, a soft touch at first, his hands on Jack’s hips.

“Are you ready, Jack? Are you ready for me?”

Jack peered over his shoulder, and he fell over to the floor as he saw Maltin and how he’d changed.

Maltin’s body had always been perfect. He was lean and muscled, but not heavily, and had an unassuming strength.

But in that moment, he saw the changes that had been achieved by the first shift. Maltin was bigger, his muscles taut and swollen, his neck thicker, eyes more piercing. Jack’s jaw hung as he stared, and when his eyes moved down to Maltin’s cock, he saw that it, too, had changed.

Thicker, longer, veined and pointed straight out from his crop of pubic hair. “Maltin…”

Reaching out his hand and using two fingers to move Jack’s chin back in place, Maltin’s voice had a more growling quality as he pled, “Please, baby. I need you. Now.”

“Anything, Maltin,” Jack whispered. “Anything you need.”

Jack moved back to his hands and knees, and he felt Maltin touching him, a tender brush of finger over his hole before that finger breached it, moving just inside and then he pulled it away, and Jack readied for what he knew was going to be a rough coupling.

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