Mastering Will (2 page)

“Naughty boy,” Lindi teased.

Will nodded, his eyes shining. “I’m very naughty, Master.”

Carlyle choked on his drink. “Oh, that was good.”

Lindi continued to feed Will one shrimp after another until they were all gone. “Do you want more, Pet?”

Will shook his head, then drank more water.

“We’re out of here. I’ll catch you later.” Lindi held out a hand to help his sub to his feet. Will stood gracefully and followed Lindi out of the club.

The drive to their condo whipped by in a needy haze. Lindi barely had the car parked before he rushed over to open Will’s door. “Hurry, Pet, I don’t want to shock our neighbors.” Hunger had his voice rumbling deeper than usual.

If this had been a hookup from his past, he would’ve had the sub suck him off in the club or maybe the car, but Will didn’t like being put on exhibition. Sometimes, Lindi had Will display his devotion publicly anyway, but concern for his sub over the forgery ring thieves still had him rattled. He hadn’t seen anyone watching Will, but Lindi would rather err on the side of caution. He wouldn’t let Will go anywhere completely alone. The Feds might have people guarding the building, but no one was watching Will exclusively. Even if they were, Lindi didn’t trust anyone but himself to watch over his sub.

“Are you worried about the counterfeiters finding you?” Will asked on their ride up the elevator.

Lindi shook his head. “No, I’m worried about them finding you.”

Will smiled. “You worry too much.”

“Just be careful, Pet.”

“I’ll be fine.” Will let Lindi pull him close.

No one else occupied the elevator so there were no witnesses to the desperate way Lindi sank his fingers into Will’s hair to pull him close. Lindi held his sub still while he ravaged Will’s mouth. Lapping and sucking, sliding and tasting, he couldn’t get enough. He could live a million years and still not be done exploring Will.

“You have to stay safe, Pet. You are all I have.” He tightened his grip, willing his lover to take him seriously. “If I have to, I’ll hire a bodyguard to watch you when I’m not around.”

Will’s tender expression twisted Lindi into knots. “I’m not going anywhere without you. I’ll stay safe. I promise.”

“Good.”

The elevator doors opened with a ding. Lindi released his sub’s hair only to grab his wrist and pull Will after him. He quickly unlocked the door, yanked Will through, then slammed the door behind them.

“Go to the playroom and present yourself.”

“Yes, Master.” Will walked in quick graceful steps toward the playroom door.

Lindi smiled as he watched his sub’s progress. After five years together, he could tell from the speed of Will’s gait how eagerly his lover anticipated their playtime. From Will’s rushed exit, Lindi knew his pet looked forward to their moments together as much as he did.

Taking his time, Lindi turned off the hall light, grabbed a bottle of water, then walked slowly to their playroom. Will had explained once that part of the pleasure he found in submission was in trying to guess what Lindi would do. Since then, Lindi always made sure not to rush things, letting the anticipation build before he started a scene.

He entered the playroom to find Will kneeling naked on the floor, head bowed with his arms clasped behind his back. The stillness of Will’s pose conveyed a peace Lindi could almost feel wash over him like a wave of serenity.

Beautiful.

Will’s appeal to Lindi wasn’t in the fine bones of his face or even the well-defined muscles on his lean frame. The true key to Will’s attraction was his personality. Where Lindi had rough, harsh edges to his soul from years of fighting, Will was all sweet smiles and kind tranquility. Lindi would do a lot more than take out a forger to keep his pet safe.

Instead of stripping down, Lindi kneeled in front of Will. Startled, Will’s eyes widened. “Is there a problem, Master?”

“No. No problem.” Lindi scanned the playroom, taking in the St. Andrew’s cross in one corner, the swing in the other and the large cabinet filled with toys in between. “Let’s go to our bedroom, Pet. I’m not in the mood to play tonight. I want to make love to you.”

Will smiled. “You always make love to me.”

“That I do.” Lindi stood, then offered a hand to help Will to his feet. “Let’s go to bed, Pet.”

Lindi usually enjoyed the thrill of a power exchange between them, but tonight, he didn’t want to have sex in the playroom; he wanted slow lovemaking in their bed.

Other than giving him a curious look, Will didn’t object to the change in plans. If his erection was any indication, he was more than happy to go along with whatever Lindi decided.

They entered the bedroom. Lindi pulled back the covers, then motioned for Will to get onto the bed. Lindi stripped off his clothes in slow, seductive motions, giving his pet a show. He rarely put himself on exhibition, usually preferring to watch Will, but sometimes, a little change kept things fresh. The combination of lust and adoration in Will’s eyes boosted Lindi’s ego.

“Like what you see?”

“Always.” Will nodded vigorously.

Lindi crawled up on the bed, sliding against Will’s warm flesh. Will might only have a fraction of Lindi’s body mass, but he emitted enough heat when they snuggled to make Lindi sweat on a cold winter night.

Lindi mapped out Will’s chest in slow, sensual sweeps, dragging the tips of his fingers across Will’s smooth skin. Will arched up beneath Lindi’s touch.

“More,” he pleaded.

“You’ll get what I choose to give you,” Lindi reminded him. They might be in the bedroom instead of the playroom, but Lindi was still in charge. He tugged at the gold collar around Will’s neck, a silent reminder to Will of whom he belonged to.

“Yes, Master.” Will relaxed beneath Lindi’s touch, sinking into his submission.

“That’s right.” Lindi kissed Will. He’d never been much of a kisser before Will, now he couldn’t get enough. Eager and extremely willing, his sub encouraged more touch with tiny movements and soft sounds. Will conveyed desperate need with very few words. Luckily, Lindi spoke Will—fluently.

“Easy, Pet. I’m not ready for you to come yet.” He wrapped his fingers around the base of Will’s cock.

Will whimpered.

“That’s right. Whatever I want. Put your fingers right there.” Lindi guided Will’s hand until Will’s fingers were wrapped tightly around the base of his erection like Lindi had held him a moment ago. “Don’t you dare come, or I won’t let you come again for weeks.”

“Yes, Master.” Will’s voice, breathy and soft, was barely audible.

Once he was certain Will would obey, Lindi opened the drawer to their side table and grabbed the lube. They’d abandoned condoms in their second year once it became obvious neither of them would be interested in other lovers. Lindi made the choice for both of them, and made sure it was included in their contract. Although he’d shared lovers in the past, Lindi would never share Will with anyone.

Snapping open the lube cap, Lindi poured the liquid over his fingers. Will spread his legs, exposing his hole for Lindi touch. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

Will blushed. How he could still turn that delightful red after years of compliments, Lindi didn’t know, but damn if it didn’t make him harder than diamonds. He pushed one finger inside, sliding in and out until Will’s body spread to accept him without resistance. More lube, another finger, and Lindi carefully loosened Will up. Sometimes, they rushed this part, eager to get to the main event. Tonight, Lindi was taking it slow, needing to cherish and build further on the connection between them.

Once Will was relaxed and ready, Lindi lined up his erection and pressed inside. “Oh, Pet. You always wrap around me so sweetly.”

Will whimpered.

“You can remove your hand, but don’t come,” Lindi ordered.

“Yes, Master.”

Lindi flexed his hips. He pulled out only to be sucked back into the warm cavern of Will’s body. “Put your hands above your head and grab the bars.”

The headboard had a series of slats for easy attachment of handcuffs, or for an eager sub to hold on to while being fucked by his master.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

Will hooked his ankles behind Lindi’s back. Stretched long and wrapped around Lindi, Will had never been so gorgeous to Lindi’s eyes. “I could keep you like this forever.”

“I might cramp,” Will said, crinkling his nose.

Lindi laughed. “We can’t have that.”

A tender kiss, then Lindi set about showing Will who he belonged to. He snapped his hips back and forth in short controlled bursts of power. Pegging Will’s prostate with each surge, he captured Will’s cries with his mouth, swallowing the needy sounds from his beloved.

Lindi gripped Will’s erection, sliding his lubed hand up and down. “Come.”

Will gasped, then obediently spurted out his release. The smell of their passion saturated the air. Breathing in the scent of Will’s seed triggered Lindi’s orgasm. He grunted as he poured into his lover. Worn out, Lindi collapsed on Will and sighed.

He rested his head against Will’s neck as he tried to gather his scrambled brain enough to function. “You broke me.”

Will laughed. “I think you have that backward.”

“Hmm. Are you correcting your Master?”

“Of course not, sir. You are obviously right.” Will grinned.

Lindi slapped Will’s thigh, then rolled off. “Let’s take a shower, then you can change the sheets.”

They owned at least a dozen sets of sheets because Will wouldn’t sleep in a bed that had even a single drop of come. His pet had some OCD tendencies. Watching his lover’s fine ass head for the bathroom, Lindi decided his life was going fine after all.

“Hey, Will!”

Will turned to face the server. After Lindi’s scolding, Ethan had gone out of his way to be nicer to Will and more cautious around Lindi. Ethan was dressed in his usual silver shorts and carrying a tray of drinks.

“Hi, Ethan.” William smiled.

“How did you escape your master?”

“I’m just heading to the bathroom, even Lindi lets me pee alone.”

Ethan grinned, but the smile didn’t have the joy it should have. “Lucky me.”

“Why?” Will stepped back. He suddenly didn’t feel so comfortable standing there and talking to the sub. Alarm bells were ringing like a clarion call in the back of his mind.

“Because you are the only way we can get to Lindi.” Ethan tilted his head and flashed Will another insincere smile. “He’s oddly attached to you.”

Will turned to run and instead slammed into a large body behind him.

A stranger with hard brown eyes and big muscles blocked Will’s way. He lifted his jacket to expose a gun tucked in his pants. “If you don’t come with us, I will shoot your man. Trust me, I’m an excellent shot.”

“O-okay. I’ll come.” Will didn’t dare let this monster near Lindi. Better to let them hold Will captive and look to escape at another time than to have them shoot Lindi in a crowded room and get several people killed.

The big guy grabbed Will’s arm and pulled him through the crowd. “Act as natural as you can dressed in that outfit.”

“What’s wrong with my outfit?” Will looked down at his leather pants. They were loose enough he could kneel at Lindi’s feet without cutting off circulation to anything important. His silver mesh shirt covered his chest but discreetly highlighted his muscles.

“Nothing at all, I guess, if you’re a sub.”

“Which I am!” Will rolled his eyes. He wasn’t worried about a two-bit forgery group. They were about as scary as Stephen’s bunny slippers. As long as they didn’t have a gun pointed at Lindi, Will wasn’t too concerned about them. They needed Will unharmed if they hoped to influence Lindi. If Will was right, they didn’t want Lindi to disappear; they needed him to claim he was mistaken about their forger’s activity.

“It’ll be all right, Will,” Ethan said soothingly. “All you have to do is come with us. We just need some leverage on Lindi. Once we have that, we’ll let you go.”

Will shook his head. He’d heard stories like that one before, generally spoken by one of his brothers. “You’ll kill me.”

“Don’t be an idiot, we’re not killers,” Ethan argued. “We’re just a group of art lovers.”

The sharp prick against his neck was Will’s only warning before he slid into unconsciousness.

Cold. Will came to awareness in slow, freezing increments.

Where am I?

The last time he’d woken up in a strange room, he’d been captured by a Russian mob trying to butt into his father’s territory. He’d been held for a week until his father paid the ransom. Will was tired of people using him as a bargaining chip. At least he didn’t get the feeling the forgery guys were vicious killers. They might accidentally shoot Will, but he had a feeling it would probably be when Will was trying to leave.

How did he always end up in these situations? Will rubbed his aching head. Dehydration was giving him a headache.

The room he woke up in looked like part of a warehouse. A peek out the interior glass window revealed he was up a set of metal stairs in a large building filled with generic boxes the size of refrigerators. He could make out writing on the cardboard in Chinese, or it could’ve been Japanese; Will couldn’t really tell them apart. At the moment, he didn’t care which they were. He doubted a warehouse of foreign imports would narrow down where he was being kept, there was bound to be more than one. He didn’t spot any other people immediately, but he didn’t let that fool him into thinking there weren’t any around.

The cot he had slept on wasn’t too uncomfortable, but his mouth tasted like several things had died in it, then were left to dry out. Will swallowed back the bile rising in his throat. Although it had only happened a few times in his life, he knew the effects of being drugged.

A glass of water sat on a box beside the cot. Will picked it up and took a long drink. Hopefully, they hadn’t contaminated his water. “Nice to have considerate kidnappers.” Footsteps echoed on the metal stairs. Will sat back down on the cot; unfortunately from that spot, he couldn’t see the intruder. It didn’t matter really. He needed more intel about where he was and how many people he was up against before he made any kind of move. His father always taught him to evaluate the situation before acting. He hadn’t needed his old skills since he’d lived with Lindi. His master had no idea about Will’s past, and he had planned to keep it that way.