An Alpha's Pride [tribal bonds 2] (3 page)

“Fuck me!” Carlton shouted, and Daniel couldn’t help but wonder if the man knew he had yelled so loudly that the guards outside his private suite could hear him.
Daniel pulled the plug free and tossed it aside. He grabbed Carlton’s hips and brought them up, and then placed the head of his cock against Carlton’s tight entrance, pushing in just a little bit. He wanted Carlton to feel him, to want him until the man surrendered.
“Say it, Carlton, and I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“C–Can’t,” Carlton whimpered.
“You can, Carlton. I’m your mate, and it’s just the two of us here right now.”
Carlton’s eyes were filled with intensity as he stared up at Daniel. Silence filled the room, broken only by their heavy breathing. Daniel didn’t know if Carlton would give in or if he would fight. He just had to wait until Carlton decided.
“Please, I need…”
Carlton arched, trying to drive himself back onto Daniel’s cock. Daniel gripped Carlton’s thighs tightly in his hands and held him in place. He would not take his anamchara until Carlton submitted to him. Begging wasn’t the same thing, no matter how much it turned Daniel on.
“Do you admit that you are my mate, Carlton?”
“Yes!”
“Do you submit to me?”
Carlton glared. His jaw clenched. Daniel pushed in just a fraction of an inch. Carlton’s eyes rolled back into his head. “Yes!” he screamed.
Daniel drove forward with a single-minded purpose, feeling every inch of Carlton’s ass surround his aching cock. Carlton’s deep cry of surrender was a balm for Daniel’s soul. He didn’t start out slow, instead going straight to pounding into Carlton as fast and as hard as he could.
The scent of Carlton’s blood filled the air, and Daniel realized that his claws had extended and even now dug into Carlton’s golden skin. It only seemed to heighten both of their arousals, pushing them together and melding their souls together.
When Daniel felt himself getting closer, he leaned up over Carlton’s body. Carlton’s eyes were glazed, but they followed Daniel’s every movement. Daniel used one of his claws to slice a cut along his neck then leaned into Carlton’s mouth.
He felt the man’s slight hesitation, and then pure bliss rushed through Daniel as Carlton’s canines sink into the soft flesh between his neck and shoulder. His cock thickened, and he knew he was just moments from coming.
He reached down between their bodies and flicked the catch on the cock ring holding Carlton’s orgasm at bay. The second he was free, Carlton cried out and filled the space between them.
Taking his cue from Carlton, Daniel sank his teeth into Carlton’s throat and allowed his orgasm to overtake him. Having never fucked his anamchara before, Daniel had no idea how exquisite the experience would be.
Waves of pleasure washed over him as he filled Carlton with his essence and pulled in suck after suck of sweet, hot blood from the man. He panted around the bite mark as he felt the ribbons of their bonding snap into place. It felt like a part of Carlton was settling inside of him, taking up permanent residency.
It was an exchange that changed them both on a molecular level. From this day forward, Carlton belonged to Daniel, and Daniel belonged to Carlton. No other would ever fulfill them as much or bring them to this height of passion.
No other would ever smell as sweet. Daniel would be able to follow Carlton’s scent anywhere, and anyone who smelled Carlton would know he had been claimed. With Carlton’s blood running hot through his veins, no other would nourish him as his anamchara did.
Daniel pulled his teeth from Carlton’s throat and licked the wound clean. He drew in a deep breath of air, loving the scent of their combined orgasms that filled the air. He smiled as he looked down at his mate, but the smile slowly fell from his face when he saw the slow burning rage on Carlton’s face.
“What the fuck have you done to me?”

Carlton growled and yanked at the chains pinning him down to Daniel’s bed. He understood that Daniel was his mate. He could smell it melding with the scent of sex hanging in the room. But damned if he wanted to be anyone’s prisoner.

“Let me go!” Carlton snapped.
“Not going to happen, angel.”
Carlton snapped his teeth at Daniel as the man grinned down at

him. Daniel jerked back, his eyes widening. Carlton smirked. It was good that the man was wary of him. Carlton had every intention of smacking the crap out of Daniel the moment he got free.

Daniel sighed and sat up. Carlton winced when he felt Daniel’s softening cock slip out of his ass. He didn’t even want to think about the feelings of disappointment floating through him at the loss of that cock.

He wasn’t supposed to be fucked. He was a damn alpha. He was supposed to be the one doing the fucking. And he certainly wasn’t supposed to enjoy it. And that was something he never wanted to think about. He certainly couldn’t let Daniel know about it. The man would never let him live it down.

“I have every right,” Daniel said as he rolled to the side of the bed. “You are my anamchara.”
Like that explained everything. Carlton snapped his teeth together as Daniel grabbed something off the bed and walked away. He ached to sink his teeth into Daniel’s flesh and not just to prove a point.
The scent of their combined cum filled the large room they were in. It was overwhelming, saturating every bit of Carlton’s senses until he couldn’t smell anything else but them and sex—and blood.
Carlton’s heart started to speed up as he remembered Daniel’s fangs sinking into the vein at his thigh. He had never felt anything so mind-blowing before in his life. It was like Daniel had clued into a hidden kink that even Carlton didn’t know he had.
He liked biting.
Who knew?
He certainly didn’t. Carlton always knew he liked his sex a little on the rough side, but being bitten by a vampire was a little weird even for him. He didn’t want to face the fact that he was imagining those sharp fangs actually sinking into his cock or the way it made him start to harden again.
There were just some things a man should never think about. That was very close to the top of the list, maybe even the very top. If Daniel ever found out, Carlton had no doubt the man would use it against him. Thus, Daniel must never find out.
Carlton swung his eyes over to look at Daniel when the man walked back into the room. His eyes widened when he spotted the red butt plug in Daniel’s hand. He remembered that plug and how much he had enjoyed having it in his ass.
He knew he was fucked when Daniel climbed back onto the bed between his spread legs and fit the plug back into his ass. There was no way he could stop Daniel. He couldn’t even hide the small jerk his cock gave as the butt plug slowly penetrated his ass.
His legs were spread wide open, chained to the bedposts on either side of the bed. He couldn’t even close his legs. His arms were pulled wide and attached to the bedposts at the top of the bed.
He felt like he was on display.
“I will kill you for this,” Carlton snarled as Daniel fit the plug into place then wiggled it around enough to get Carlton’s cock to thicken and jut up from his groin. He couldn’t hide his response to Daniel’s gestures. He was so embarrassed that tears came to his eyes.
“You can try.”
Carlton gritted his teeth when he felt Daniel’s hand close around his cock and stroke him into full hardness. When cold leather wrapped around his cock and then his balls, Carlton wanted to scream.
Daniel was doing everything he could to keep Carlton on the edge of an orgasm, and Carlton knew it. He was so close he could taste it. And he knew that his orgasm would be denied him unless he gave into whatever Daniel wanted.
“I hate you.”
“I know.”
Carlton was curious enough about the sadness he heard in Daniel’s voice to look up at the man. Dark shadows marred the skin beneath Daniel’s eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pinched as if he wanted to frown but was holding it off.
He looked tired, not like a man that had just claimed his anamchara. From what Carlton knew of vampires, Daniel’s skin should have been flushed from drinking his blood. Not the grayish pallor it had currently.
Daniel had fed while he claimed him, and Carlton knew it. He could still feel the slight ache in both his thigh and his throat from where Daniel’s fangs had pierced his skin.
What scared the shit out of Carlton was the need he had to feel Daniel’s fangs sink into his flesh again. He could never let anyone know he craved the feeling of a vampire biting him. The utter humiliation would destroy him.
Being alpha of his pack was all Carlton knew. He had been raised to be an alpha and ruled his pack for the last ten years. He didn’t know how to be anything else.
That was why he had fought so hard to keep Rowan in his pack. Sure, the guy was nice enough, and he certainly wasn’t hard on the eyes, but it was the unique genetics that Carlton was after. If he could get Rowan to breed into his pack, his bloodline would make them stronger.
And alphas were all about being strong.
Which was why the feeling of the butt plug in his ass, the cock ring wrapped around his cock and balls, and the chains holding him down to the bed maddened Carlton so much.
“Let me go, you fucking bastard!” Carlton shouted as he wrestled against the chains.
Daniel quickly jumped off the bed and stood there staring down at him. Carlton felt, more than saw, the man’s eyes roam over his body. He felt exposed, even more than his naked body displayed. Daniel could see his every reaction, and that didn’t sit well with Carlton.
“Damn it, Everson, you can’t do this to me.”
Daniel sighed and looked back up at him. “It’s already done. I have claimed you as my anamchara.”
“Well, I haven’t claimed you, and there is nothing you can do to make me.”
Daniel’s eyebrows drew down in a confused frown. “But you bit me and drank my blood.”
Carlton snorted. “That may work for vampires, but wolves are different. I have to fuck you and bite you at the same time to claim you.”
That wasn’t strictly true, but Carlton was never going to let Daniel know that. Their bond had been cemented the moment he bit Daniel in the neck. But Daniel would never let Carlton fuck him, and Carlton knew it.
Carlton could feel a niggling of deep sadness in his head and almost gave into the need to tell Daniel the truth. He knew since they were mated that he would be able to feel Daniel’s emotions. He just hadn’t been prepared to feel such sadness. And that made him angry.
“Come on, Electus,” Carlton spit out with vehemence. “Sink your ass down on my cock and let me claim you.”
Daniel’s face instantly flushed, giving it some color. He lowered his eyes to the floor as if he couldn’t stand to look at Carlton another moment. “I’ll go see about some food for you.”
Daniel turned and walked into the bathroom before Carlton could utter another word, quietly shutting the door behind him. He was gone for a few minutes. When he returned, he was fully dressed again. Carlton could only guess that the bathroom had a door into a closet. Either that or Daniel kept spare clothing in his bathroom.
Carlton was shocked speechless when Daniel walked over to the bed and pulled the covers up to his chest. Again, Daniel turned and left the room before Carlton could say anything.
Carlton sighed deeply and dropped his head back onto the pillow as the bedroom door closed behind Daniel. He was pretty sure he was in The Grand Hotel, Daniel’s territory, but he didn’t have a clue how he was going to get out of there.
And he was pretty sure Daniel had lost his mind if he thought Carlton was just going to stick around and be his little pet. Carlton knew how electuses treated their anamcharas. It was somewhat of a legend in the paranormal world.
Oh sure, he would never want for anything, and his every need would be met, but he would never have any freedom. His every move would be closely monitored, and he would be guarded everywhere he went.
The whole sitting on a pillow at Daniel’s feet was totally out of the question. He was no man’s bitch. And if Daniel expected him to keep his mouth shut all of the time, he could pound sand. Carlton was an alpha. He was used to speaking his mind whenever the hell he felt like it.
No, this whole mating thing between him and Daniel was never going to work, no matter how drawn Carlton was to the handsome man. He couldn’t let his cock make the decisions for him. He needed to use his head.
The only problem was that every time he tried to use his head, all he could think about was how gorgeous Daniel had looked as the man hovered over him, driving his thick cock into Carlton’s virgin ass.
Carlton wiggled when his cock jerked at the image then groaned when the plug in his ass moved, scraping against his sweet spot. Damn, it felt so incredible. Not as incredible as Daniel’s cock, but it was close.
Carlton wiggled again then pushed his ass back against the mattress. The harder he worked, the more he could feel the plug moving around in his ass. He might have been able to get off from that, and he was definitely close, except for the cock ring preventing his orgasm.
Carlton’s frustrated growl filled the room, bouncing off the walls. He couldn’t even jerk himself off. He was so horny he almost wished Daniel would come back into the room and fuck him again.
Almost.
Carlton knew he couldn’t give in to his urges. The more that Daniel controlled him, the harder it would be to escape the man. And escape he would. Carlton wasn’t going to be a pet.
Carlton jerked when the door suddenly opened. His pulse started to pound as panic filled him. He didn’t know the three men coming into the room, and he was unable to protect himself. He was tied down and helpless.
Carlton barred his teeth and growled, his body stiffening at the unspoken threat hanging in the air.
“Oh please,” one of the men said, “that little growl thing might have worked on Daniel, but it doesn’t work on me.”
Carlton didn’t like the glint of hatred he could see shining in the man’s brown eyes. There was something off about him, conniving. And something deep down inside of Carlton told him to be wary. He was looking into the face of his enemy.
“The electus has ordered food be brought to you,” the man said as he set a tray on the nightstand. “Now, you can sit there like a good little boy and let us fix your chains so you can feed yourself, or you can starve to death with food just inches from your face. What’s it going to be?”
Carlton growled again when the second the man stepped toward him. If starving to death meant that the man didn’t touch him, so be it. Besides, he didn’t like this pip-squeak calling him
boy
. It hadn’t been that bad during the throes of passion, but no way in hell would Carlton allow anyone besides Daniel do it.
“Fine, then starve.” The man waved his hand toward the other two men, and they all left the room, the door slamming shut behind them.
Carlton sank back into the pillows again, wondering where in the hell his mate was. This just went to show Carlton what sort of mate Daniel was. If the man truly cared about his safety as he was supposed to, he never would have left Carlton unable to defend himself in a building full of vampires.
Fuck him.
He didn’t need a mate. He’d find another way to bring new blood into his tribe. Electus Daniel Everson could go take a long walk off a short pier. Carlton’s mind whirled with different escape scenarios until his eyelids grew heavy and started to close. As he drifted off into sleep, those images turned from ones of escape to ones filled with Daniel fucking him again.