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When Jack was near the end of his song, he glanced Mendez’s way, his voice carrying over the distance. His voice swelled, and Mendez swore he saw glistening tears in Jack’s eyes when he sang about the hardship and pain of not being who you really were.
Yeah, that fucking got Mendez right in the heart. Now he saw why so many related to that song and why the charts had blown up when it was released. It hit Mendez hard and made his throat burn as he kept his gaze locked with Jack’s.
Then his mate turned and finished the song. Mendez cleared his throat as the crowd erupted in thunderous screams, clapping and whistling. The roar of the sound was overwhelming. It was then that Mendez realized how much Jack loved what he did and understood on a deeper level why he was afraid of losing it all.
Jack waved his hand as he thanked everyone for coming out to see him. The security team on the other side of the stage moved in, walking Jack toward the stage exit, toward Mendez. Fuck, he wanted to pull Jack into his arms and tell him how amazing he was.
His mate stopped in front of him and gave Mendez a shy smile, and Mendez’s heart skipped two or three beats. It looked as if Jack wanted to throw himself against him, but someone said something to Jack, and soon they were heading toward the exit.
Jack usually went to his dressing room afterward, as he’d explained to Mendez, but it didn’t seem he wanted to go there tonight.
“Jack!”
They both turned at the sound of Huck yelling. He hurried toward them, a frown puckered between his eyes. “Where are you going?”
“Back to my hotel room.” Jack sounded as if he didn’t want to do this with his manager. He was sweaty, trembling slightly, and Mendez had a feeling his mate wanted some alone time for them. He wanted the same.
“You can’t,” Huck argued. “People paid top dollar for VIP passes to come backstage and meet you.”
Jack’s jaw clenched as he nodded. “Set them up in the lounge. I’m going to my dressing room to get this makeup off and cool down for a minute.”
“Sure, sure.” Huck nodded. “Twenty minutes, Jack.”
They changed course and headed for the dressing room. As soon as they were through the door, the handle locked, Jack threw himself into Mendez’s arms. The kiss was out-of-this-world good, making Mendez hard as hell as soon as their lips touched.
“Fuck, sorry. I was trying to get us back to the hotel room so I could release some of this pent-up energy.”
“How is it pent-up when you’ve been hopping all over that stage?” Mendez chuckled as he cupped Jack’s ass, bringing his mate closer, their groins pressing.
Jack groaned as his palms rested against Mendez’s chest. “I’m always like this after a concert. My body is buzzing, and I usually hit a gym or I drink, but right now, all I want is you.”
“You only have twenty minutes.” Mendez backed up to the door, pressing himself against it, dragging Jack with him. “I need more than twenty minutes to do what I want to do to you.”
Because Mendez was still riding the emotions he’d felt when his mate had turned to him and sung, as if they were the only two people in the arena, like the world had faded away.
“Fine.” Jack dropped to his knees and damn near ripped open Mendez’s jeans, shoving them and his underwear down his thighs. Mendez had never seen Jack this aggressive, and fuck, he had to admit it was a huge turn-on.
His cock sprang free, hard, pulsing, pre-cum already leaking from the head. Jack jerked forward and engulfed him, making Mendez throw his head back, hitting the door.
With as wild as his mate was being, Mendez wouldn’t need twenty minutes. He was going to come in less than two. Jack had one hand wrapped around the base, pumping the hard flesh, his tongue twining around the head before he took Mendez down his throat, pulled back, and sucked his way down again.
“Jesus.” Mendez gritted his teeth, his legs shaking, his balls squeezing tight. He fisted his hands then slid one through Jack’s hair. He gripped strands, holding Jack in place, then fucked his mouth in short, fast bursts.
There was no way to stop his canines from lengthening. Mendez felt too raw right now, his body humming as his orgasm crested. “Jack,” he said between clenched teeth.
That single word made Jack double his efforts. He bobbed his head, his hold on Mendez’s cock tightening. It was too much. Mendez threw his head back and bit back the shout as jets of cum hit the back of Jack’s throat. He twitched and jerked, shivering at the sensations as he pulled in a breath.
Then Mendez grabbed Jack under his arms and yanked him to his feet, ready to pound into his ass. He stopped when he saw Jack’s own cock in his hand, his eyes glazed. “Finish me,” Jack begged.
Mendez spun them, forcing Jack to press his hands into the door. He reached around, gripping Jack’s cock, and stroked him as he wet a finger and wedged it into his mate’s ass.
Jack threw his head back, thrusting backward then jerking forward. The moment was intense, frantic. Mendez used his chin to push aside Jack’s shirt then sank his canines deep.
“Fuck!” Jack shouted as his hole clamped down on Mendez’s finger and his cock throbbed in Mendez’s hand. When Mendez eased his canines free and licked the wound, Jack collapsed against the door, dragging in ragged breaths.
He kissed Jack’s nape as he righted his mate’s clothing.
“That…was…phenomenal,” Jack groaned then chuckled. “Where the fuck have you been the last ten years? That was better than the gym or a drink.”
