Dark Times 1

The Dom for His Alpha

Dark faces the fact he will never enjoy the feel of a whip or a

flogger on his ass again. The new alpha of the light pack cannot be

seen as weak. Until the following morning when Dark answers his

door to the sexiest vampire doctor he has ever seen, his mate.

After a day of unbridled passion between the sheets, Kai and Dark

get thrust back into reality. When they see a man strapped

helpless in a BDSM club, can they rescue him in time, or will they

unleash a new threat upon them?

As a lust demon, Harry always knew he would have a mate with a

high sex drive, but once he had met "master," everything had

turned pear-shaped. Now with two mates who love him dearly,

can they overcome a threat that may be bigger than they realize,

and will Dark finally get to submit?

With the supernatural high council present, will the light pack

succeed in ridding themselves of the enemy?

Genre: Alternative (M/M or F/F), BDSM, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 35,378 words

THE DOM FOR HIS ALPHA

Dark Times 1

Christine Shaw

MENAGE AMOUR

MANLOVE

Siren Publishing, Inc.

www.SirenPublishing.com

ABOUT THE E-BOOK YOU HAVE PURCHASED:
Your non-refundable purchase of this e-book allows you to
only ONE LEGAL copy for your own personal reading on
your own personal computer or device. You do not have
resell or distribution rights without the prior written
permission of both the publisher and the copyright
owner of this book. This book cannot be copied in any
format, sold, or otherwise transferred from your computer
to another through upload to a file sharing peer to peer
program, for free or for a fee, or as a prize in any contest.
Such action is illegal and in violation of the U.S. Copyright
Law. Distribution of this e-book, in whole or in part, online,
offline, in print or in any way or any other method currently
known or yet to be invented, is forbidden. If you do not
want this book anymore, you must delete it from your
computer.

WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution
of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright
infringement, including infringement without monetary
gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5
years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.

If you find a Siren-BookStrand e-book being sold or shared
illegally, please let us know at
legal@sirenbookstrand.com

A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK
IMPRINT: Ménage Amour ManLove

THE DOM FOR HIS ALPHA
Copyright © 2012 by Christine Shaw
E-book ISBN: 1-61926-355-6

First E-book Publication: March 2012

Cover design by Jinger Heaston
All cover art and logo copyright © 2012 by Siren Publishing, Inc.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be
reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including
electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without
express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance
to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

PUBLISHER
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com

Letter to Readers

Dear Readers,

If you have purchased this copy of The Dom for His Alpha by
Christine Shaw from BookStrand.com or its official distributors,
thank you. Also, thank you for not sharing your copy of this book.

Regarding E-book Piracy

This book is copyrighted intellectual property. No other individual or
group has resale rights, auction rights, membership rights, sharing
rights, or any kind of rights to sell or to give away a copy of this
book.

The author and the publisher work very hard to bring our paying
readers high-quality reading entertainment.

This is Christine Shaw’s livelihood. It’s fair and simple. Please
respect Ms. Shaw’s right to earn a living from her work.

Amanda Hilton, Publisher

www.SirenPublishing.com

www.BookStrand.com

DEDICATION

This was the first-ever book I ever completed and the first my

soon-to-be fans will read. I hope you enjoy it.

The Dom for His Alpha is aimed at anyone who lives an

alternative lifestyle in any manner and is proud enough to show it.

THE DOM FOR HIS ALPHA

Dark Times 1

CHRISTINE SHAW

Prologue

“You think you can beat me? Well, bring it on, pup.” Ethan

crooked his fingers in a sign of come hither. Dark smiled and ran
toward his enemy, his opponent, and soon-to-be ex-alpha of the light
pack, Ethan. Ethan smiled his knowing look of “I’ve got something
up my sleeve.”

Ethan used to be the best pack leader of all werewolves ever to

descend upon this world, the best warrior of all time. He demanded
and got respect from all his opponents through his fighting skills, at
least that was until one hundred years ago to this very day

Now, at his one hundredth anniversary, Dark had had enough. The

saying was true that one should never meet one’s idols because they
would only ever disappoint one. Ethan had a party with all the West
Coast werewolf packs as a celebration, and yet his most loyal of pack
members—Dark included—got demoted to security of the party.

Of course, he could understand the need for heavy security

considering the light pack had problems with rogues, both werewolf
and vampire kinds, bearing in mind the pack had the biggest territory
in the entire southern coast of the USA in Texas. The territory
consisted of the entire town and the surrounding woodlands, although
the pack itself only publically owned a non-working ranch. The land,

The Dom for His Alpha

buildings and all included, spun to roughly one hundred and twenty
acres of land. Although only the alpha resided on the ranch, all pack
members lived on the outskirts of the property, both for security
purposes and hunting prospects.

Running toward Ethan, Dark felt invigorated at the realization at

having the balls, or the stupidity, as some wolves were shouting to
him, for challenging the alpha. The party was being held in the barn
on pack land. The building shook and vibrated as each blow came in
and either Ethan or Dark smashed into the barn walls. Although Ethan
was older and wise, Dark was massive, the biggest of their kind.
Standing at six foot nine inches and three hundred and fifty pounds in
human form, nobody dared mess with him, and the ones that did
usually ended up buried six feet under within moments. Yet Ethan
was as good a challenge as any, even for Dark.

Shifting in midair even as he ran, Dark became this midnight-

black wolf standing at four foot three inches tall and stretching seven
feet from tail to snout. As though anticipating his attack like this,
Ethan shifted slightly just so his huge claws came out and slashed
Dark’s entire side from rib to ass in one long swipe, causing blood to
steadily drip from the freshly created wounds. Luckily enough, being
part of the supernatural world allowed Dark to heal fast, and within
seconds the wound stopped bleeding and began to heal itself back up.
Although those few seconds was all the time in the world for Ethan to
jump on his back, now in full wolf form, and sink his canines into
Dark’s shoulder.

Before Ethan could get a good grip on his shoulder, though, Dark

was able to throw him off so he landed several feet away. Dark
immediately jumped up on all fours, ready to attack, yet what amazed
him was that Ethan landed on his front with a rake digging deep into
his body, which caused a lot of blood to come seeping out of the
wounds. And now the real warrior known as Ethan Freight came out
of him, the warrior who had been Dark’s hero and the reason why he
joined the light pack ninety years ago. Now Dark was finally

Christine Shaw

witnessing it firsthand, for the very first time in all those years. Any
other time Ethan’s security would have interrupted by now.
Fortunately when challenging the alpha of any pack, nobody but the
challenger and the alpha could be involved within the fight. If the
security had been involved, Dark knew he would likely be dead right
now because the majority of his security—apart from him—was very
loyal to Ethan regardless of how Dark felt toward him.

As Ethan got up, the wound was obvious as his light brown fur

was matted with the deep crimson color of drying blood, though some
blood still dripped onto the barn flooring as he stalked over to Dark.
Every pack member at the party watched in awe as the largest wolf in
history went toe-to-toe with the greatest warrior of all time in
werewolf history. Dark knew this would be a fight little children
would talk about in the future, kind of like the werewolf version of
Batman versus Superman. And now the fight was a reality. Ethan was
the worst alpha in Dark’s opinion. He was a great fighter, sure, and an
even better leader, but in skills alone. Ethan Freight was a man who
stuck his middle finger up at ethics and morals. He was a man who
dishonored the label of being alpha, putting his pack members in
danger on a regular basis and overworking them to the point of
exhaustion.

As the fight continued, both men got in good shots to previously

injured and vulnerable areas. Although a fight for alpha status stated
that one’s opponent quit or showed a clear sign of submission to win
the position, everybody knew that this fight would be to the death.
This would not end until somebody’s heart stopped beating.

He didn’t know how long the fight had been going on for. It felt

they had been going at it for hours. Dark was beginning to grow tired,
efforts from the very intense fight creating an inner battle with the
adrenaline for who was strongest, and for Dark adrenaline won out.
With one strength-shattering blow from Dark’s hind leg, Ethan went
flying across the barn until he came into contact with the wall of the
barn. The blow had been incredibly powerful so Ethan went directly

The Dom for His Alpha

through the wall of the barn, causing some of the old structure to
collapse.

A few moments later, once the dust settled, Dark inched over to

where Ethan’s body lay back in human form. Three sharp-looking
spears embedded in Ethan’s upper chest, one going straight through
his heart.

The smell of blood permeated the air, hay sprawled all over the

ground, and people stood there staring at Dark with varying looks on
their faces. Some were obviously happy at the death of Ethan, some
were indifferent as if it didn’t bother them in the least, others looked
hopeful, and a small selection appeared angry and livid. Changing
into his very naked human form, Dark spoke loudly, confidently, and
with a smile on his face. “The alpha of the light pack, Ethan Freight,
has been challenged and compromised, permanently. I am now the
light pack’s new alpha, and my name is Dark James.”

Christine Shaw

Chapter 1

Everything hurt. Every body part felt like it was either on fire with

fatigue, numb as if said body part was detached from his body, or
throbbing like a vibrator on its highest setting. Of course this is to be
expected when he had just won a gruesome fight for alpha status in
one of the most honorable packs of all time.

Dark never really had the ambition to be alpha of any pack. He

just wished to go about his existence trying a wide range of activities,
and in his one hundred and fifty-six years of life he had tried a lot of
things. Hell, he was even one of the very few survivors from the
Titanic back in 1912. But Ethan, over the past thirty years had caused
nothing but pain and trauma for those closest to him, and now
thankfully those days were over. Dark promised himself he would do
everything in his power to make the light pack better than it had been
previously.

Then Drake, Ethan’s former head of security and beta, came

forward and he just knew that this wasn’t going to go well. “This is
murder. You cannot just forget what you were paid to do today and
then to challenge the alpha. And to murder him? It’s against the rules
of challenging for alpha status. You should know this, pup.”

Okay, so he was only one hundred and fifty-six years old. That

didn’t make him a pup by any means of the word, and the way he had
just diminished probably the best warrior of all times must make him
the best now. Just as Dark went to confront Drake, the head of the
supernatural council and fellow werewolf, Ares, came forward and
spoke in his gentle yet authoritative voice. “You may be twice as old
as dear Dark here, but he is by no means a pup. He has just defeated

The Dom for His Alpha

the best warrior of our kind and possibly one of the best warriors in
the whole entire supernatural community. He is now your alpha
whether you like it or not. Myself and the rest of the
councilmen…and women have witnessed the way he has handled the
situation, and he has earned not only mine but the whole entire
council’s respect while also upholding to our tradition and ancient
laws.”

Dark’s mind was completely blown. Not only had he won his

most challenging fight ever, but he had also earned the respect from
the high council.

The high council was a council made up of twelve different

members—one of each race—ranging from werewolves to vampires
to demons. Anybody who wished to make a major decision in his or
her pack, coven, et cetera went to the high council, as did anybody
who had committed grave crimes such as killing copiously. The
council also ensured the safety of all races, including feeding sources.
Because all supernatural beings had heightened senses, they also had
heightened metabolisms, and although every supernatural ate regular
food, they also required feeding in some way from humans.
Vampires, werewolves and other shape shifters fed from the blood of
humans or any other living creatures, although in modern times they
fed from blood banks to save human lives. When a vampire or a
werewolf found his or her mate, they could only drink from their
mate. Any other life source simply wouldn’t do.

Supernaturals such as elves and fairies required good memories

from a human in order to survive. They wouldn’t necessarily remove
the memory from the human to live off of, but they would dig through
the human’s brain, find a valuable good memory, and absorb the
human’s emotions from that time. Witches survived off of the
intelligent auras that came from a human being. Every human had an
aura relating to their intelligence, and the brighter this aura, the more
intelligent the human in question was said to be.

Christine Shaw

Other supernaturals, such as sons and daughters of Thanatus,

psychics—the true psychics that actually predicted certain aspects of
the future, telekinetics, and empaths, survived off of any dreams,
aspirations, or past experiences of any kind from the human. These
were usually more negatively driven, such as anger, sadness,
aggression, et cetera being the main attributes.

The final supernatural was demons. Now, demons were

considerably different than any other supernatural because regardless
of whether they were mated or not, they came into their powers at the
tender age of twenty-one. But the problem was no demon was alike,
and demons drew from one emotion unspecific to any human as long
as they were touching said human during the specific moment in order
to feed off of that emotion. Demons would not know which emotion
they would be drawing from until they come of age. There were
scientists that reckoned a demon would draw from the emotion he or
she feels at the exact time they come into their powers. So if the
demons felt anger at the exact second they came into their power on
their twenty-first birthday, they would feed off the anger of humans
forever, fueling their demon powers as well as their specifically
unique power. Others reckoned it was a case of shuffle, that the
emotions were randomized for what they would feed on.

Dark finally decided since he had the balls to stand up the Ethan

and win, he was quite capable of standing up to Drake. “Drake, I
understand what you are saying. Ethan was a dear friend to you, and
you feel since he allowed me into this pack and gave me a home to
start afresh ninety years ago that I seem ungrateful, unappreciative. I
realize everything he has done for me, and I will be forever grateful
for that, but that doesn’t change the fact of how he has treated me
personally and how he had treated this pack personally for the past
thirty years. It was time for one of us to go, and this was the only way
I could see how to fix things.” To the light pack, his pack, he
addressed them.

The Dom for His Alpha

“Now if I may have everybody’s attention. I realize some of you

may not know me as well as others do and may have questions, for
those in that situation, I will be more than happy to talk with you so
you may ask whatever questions you may have once I have had
chance to clean up a bit. But for now I realize many of you were very
fond of Ethan, have been loyal to him for centuries, and are angry
about his demise. But for those that affect this pack, if you feel you
cannot stand to be in a pack with a new alpha, much less the very man
who defeated him, then you have my permission if you wish to leave
this pack, no harm, no foul. But I sincerely request you do it either
now or as soon as the celebrations are over.”

Everybody stood there silently, staring at Dark as if he had grown

two additional heads, until finally friends he had known for decades
and all twelve council members bent down—in a sign of recognition
for Dark being alpha—to one knee in a show of their submission to
the new alpha and his wishes. Those who remained standing were free
to leave. The last thing he needed were unfaithful pack members who
would turn right around and burn him in his sleep.

That was only one of three ways to kill a supernatural, either by

fire, decapitation, or draining them of blood.

The main ones to leave were, in fact, Ethan’s lackeys, but to be

honest, it wasn’t much of a loss. Sure it was almost half of the pack,
dropping the numbers down to roughly sixty. Considering pack
numbers usually remained small anyways, it made life a lot easier not
having to deal with any rebels in his pack. The ones that remained
were indeed those he considered friends, such as his best friend Paul,
who he had known since joining the light pack.

“Alpha Dark? It is time,” Council member Victoria of the Elven

creatures said

“I, as the new alpha of the light pack, Texas, Dark James,

announce my temporary beta and fellow light pack member, Paul
Hatherton.”

Christine Shaw

Looking around in the crowd until he spotted Paul, Dark felt a

face-splitting grin widening from ear to ear at the look of disdain and
shock on his best friend’s face at naming him beta of the pack. He
would have to feel guilty later because right now he was enjoying the
fact that his best friend gave him evils. Yes, surely one-nil to Dark.

* * * *

Kai was sick and tired of politics mixing in with his life as a

human doctor. He just wanted a normal life. Sure, he loved the fact he
could run faster than any human could witness without slow motion
features, he loved the fact he was stronger than the current world’s
strongest man, and he loved the fact he could see in the dark as
though it was bright and blue skied.

He was a vampire of epic proportions in New York City. His

family had served as part of the high council since the very beginning.
They were the ones called when somebody in the supernatural world
of importance needed medical attention. As well as being some of the
best doctors in the city among humans.

The myth of vampires was so not true. Yes, they had to live a

healthy life with a healthy supply of blood on a daily basis, but they
could also enjoy food. In fact, they needed regular human food to
survive. The stupid so-called “allergies” were completely stupid that
the high council made up over a thousand years ago to hide the fact
that they truly exist. Vampires were not allergic to garlic, holy water,
or anything religious. Hell, even sunlight was complete myth. All
vampires were able to walk in the sunlight, and they rather enjoyed it.
A lot of vampires preferred to go on holiday and survived quite
happily in places such as the Mediterranean and Caribbean and loved
it.

The phone call he had just received from his uncle and high

council member of the vampire community, Celius Dracos, made his
blood boil. Apparently during a party for the great warrior Ethan

The Dom for His Alpha

Freight, some werewolf in his pack challenged him for alpha status
and won while killing Ethan off, and Kai was needed to write up the
official report for his death. The fact that they just couldn’t leave him
alone irked everything out of him. There were plenty of other
supernatural doctors around to do it, but apparently because of the
Dracos name, he held some sort of imaginary position to deal with all
high-level supernatural deaths in their community. It wasn’t enough
that he had just dealt with a double shift lasting a total of thirty-six
hours, but now he was required to jump straight on a plane to the light
pack’s territory in Texas before morning and deal with the body.

Coming out of the hospital still in his scrubs from the previous

morning, Kai went straight for the airport. He knew he would be
needed for all of an hour or two at the most and so going home felt
rather pointless to him.

Once exiting the cab and looking over the takeoff times he went to

the desk and paid for a ticket. Thankfully there was one seat left to
spare on the earliest flight, which left in an hour. Granted, the seat
was in coach and he was somehow expected to fit his six-four frame
into one of those seats. The things he did for family. However, he
survived through the flight without further upset.

* * * *

Walking up the long drive from the main gates to the front door

took a few minutes even with his vampire speed. Coming into contact
with the house, he couldn’t help but feel creeped out by the whole
place. He knew this was the new alpha’s house and Ethan’s old house
and he should reserve judgement, yet the house still had a weird
feeling to it. An old, ranch-home style made the house look authentic,
sure enough, yet it could use a little TLC. It had peeling paint and
dirty windows, and once beautifully green grounds were dismantled
and overgrown by the pack that obviously ran around these lands. The
place was in dire need of a tender hand.

Christine Shaw

Knocking on the door, Kai got this weird fluttering feeling in his

stomach, and his fangs threatened to come out, making his jaws ache
from hunger. He had no idea why he was feeling this way until the
door opened and the incredibly gorgeous man that stood the other side
of the threshold stared intently at him with obvious lust in his gaze.
The smell of sweet mangos and sunshine invaded his nose, and this
time the need was too strong. His fangs elongated, and a long guttural
growl escaped the throat of the man standing in front of him. “Mine.”

He couldn’t believe his eyes. Four hundred years of travelling the

world, getting the best education possible, and building his very own
life with humans and he only just met his mate? The man was simply
breathtaking, large and in charge, as the humans put it. This must be
the new alpha his uncle had mentioned. Dark James, hmmmmm. The
man oozed sex appeal. He must have been close to seven foot, with
short, jet-black hair disheveled from sleep, broad shoulders and large
biceps that were designed to cuddle up in, and what looked to be a
very impressive third leg of a cock that made Kai’s cock leak copious
amounts of pre-cum. However much Kai wished to keep this
encounter strictly professional, he knew that was out of the window
when he caught sight of what his mate was wearing. Nothing but
boxers covered that impressive bulge not so modestly.

Before Kai could even react, his mate mashed their mouths

together in a hungry and heated kiss. It seemed to last hours instead of
minutes until the need for oxygen became too strong. After they
released their death grips on one another, Kai looked up at the man
who had just rocked his world upside down. The man was simply
stunning with his brown eyes, now black with lust.

As if catching onto his thoughts, his mate pulled Kai into the

house and shoved him up against the door as soon as it slammed shut.
His mate’s mouth descended upon his lips once more in a searing kiss
as one arm wrapped around his waist and the other hand gripped the
back of his nape, officially locking him in position. “Damn, you’re
hot,” his mate growled, and hearing the alpha growling at him in

The Dom for His Alpha

desire made his cock twitch uncontrollably. The only sound he could
muster was a moan of gratitude as his mate’s tongue licked and his
teeth nipped at his now-lust-swollen lips, demanding entrance.

When he was granted his wish, his mate sucked at Kai’s tongue,

devouring his mouth as if he was starved. Kai gave as well as he was
given even though still plastered against the door with his mate’s huge
frame towering over him The next thing he knew, there were nails
digging into his skin as Dark’s fingers sprouted claws and shredded
his clothes from his body to leave him standing there in front of his
mate naked with his own impressive cock slapping against his
stomach.

Dark’s fingers wrapped roughly around Kai’s cock, pumping fast

and hard, demanding his mate’s climax quickly as if his life depended
on it. There was something about him standing there trapped by this
incredible man, completely naked while his mate devoured his body
with his eyes as if remembering every curve, every muscle as he
jerked him off with abandon.

It didn’t take long for Kai to get in the spirit of the best hand job

he had ever received and he began to thrust his cock into his mate’s
eager fist, although this seemed to start something off inside his mate.
His eyes stopped looking at his body, and he moved his swollen lips
to Kai’s ear and whispered, “My baby likes that, doesn’t he? You like
having my fist milk that cock for its worth. I know you want it, so
come on, baby. Give me what I want. Give me that cum. Come for
me, now!” He shouted that last part, and something undid inside Kai,
as if obeying his mate meant the world to him and he would rather die
than disobey his mate over anything. Who knew he was submissive
like that? Instead, he let the topic drop as his body listened to its
command. Tiny white sparks danced behind his eyelids. His blood
boiled as his knees weakened and then locked. His whole entire body
stiffened, and he screamed, really screamed, as his orgasm rocked his
body like no other. He had had many orgasms in his life, yet nothing
compared to the touch of his mate.

Christine Shaw

Hot ropes of creamy cum shot from his throbbing cock as his

mate’s hold on his dick became tighter, the jerks becoming more
desperate, needier until Kai had given everything he had to his mate.
Of course it didn’t end there.

* * * *

Dark couldn’t believe how much his mate had just come for him.

He knew vampires were well known for their recovery periods in
healing, but he didn’t realize that stretched to sex, too. His mate
remained hard even after such a hardcore orgasm that threatened to
take him by just the sound of hearing the man scream in pleasure as
his orgasm ripped through him at his hands.

Turning his mate around, he pushed him flat against the door and

that delectable ass stuck out, and what a glorious ass it was. Round
and bubbly as if begging for his cock to penetrate it until neither of
them could stand any longer. Opening his mate up, Dark knelt there
staring intently at his mate’s guttering hole, watching it tense and
relax numerous times, teasing him to no end. Just as his mate’s climax
began to ebb, Dark allowed his wolf tongue to elongate and swipe at
his man’s hole, and what he tasted was even more intense than his
mate’s smell. The scent of a rosebud had never smelled so amazing,
and the taste of it on his sensitive wolf tongue only enhanced the
desire that coursed through his every vein.

Giving his mate the best rim job possible, Dark ran his hands up

and down the smooth flesh of his man’s torso, stopping to play with
his nipples and earning a deep groan from his mate. He loved how the
man was so responsive to his touch. Every single caress he gave his
man created more shudders and moans, causing his mate to jerk and
thrust in time with his tongue now fucking his mate’s hole.

Although he knew he couldn’t claim his mate until they had both

consented to it first, before any sexual activity began, he couldn’t help
but feel his canines descend. He was ready to attack his mate’s neck,

The Dom for His Alpha

wanting to bite and drink right from the source for the first time with
his mate and taste that delicious nectar that was his mate’s blood.
Unfortunately, his musing seemed to give his mate’s brain time to
recuperate from its lust-filled haze, and he turned around and pushed
Dark up against the wall with just as much force as Dark had done not
ten minutes previous.

Dark expected his mate to claim his lips in a searing kiss, yet his

mate surprised him. He didn’t even realize his mate had dropped to
his knees until he felt his mate’s hot, wet, velvety smooth mouth wrap
around the head and suck vigorously on the bulbous head of his cock.

His mate sucked his cock in earnest, yet slowly engulfed the cock

in his mouth inch by painfully slow inch. Dark knew he had an
impressive cock even for his size, being eleven inches long. He had
incredibly wide girth, and he wasn’t expecting anybody to be able to
suck his cock down to the root, yet opening his eyes and seeing his
mate’s mouth milk his cock for all its worth, he couldn’t help notice
that he could easily engulf the entire thing. Yet his mate never went
farther than the first nine inches of his cock. It both amazed and
frustrated him. He wanted his mate to swallow his cock down to the
root, but instead his mate looked up at him with lust in those
gorgeous, baby-blue eyes of his. He couldn’t help but feel as though
he was going to be the sub in this relationship with the way his mate
knew exactly what he needed and when he needed it, even if he was
being teased to no end.

Dark closed his eyes tight, unable to see any more of the wicked

things his mate was doing to his dick with that talented mouth, yet
closing his eyes proved to be worse. With his eyes closed, he could
feel the slippery tongue of his mate on his cock all the more, running
up and down the underside of his cock, tracing the line of the veins
with every up-and-down motion yet never going further than that
torturous nine-inch mark. Then it happened. Dark felt his mate breach
that teasing nine-inch mark to engulf his cock to the root until his
nose buried in the black curls above his cock, and creamy ropes of

Christine Shaw

cum splashed against his mate’s throat. His orgasm came so suddenly
and so intensely, it made him ejaculate all the more when his mate
swallowed down his release in several gulps around the swollen and
throbbing head of his cock.

Dark slid down the wall until he landed on his ass and pulled his

mate to him in a blinding kiss. The taste of both their cum mixed
together on his tongue as he held his mate to him in a death grip. He
closed his eyes as if he would soon wake up and find it was all a
dream.

The Dom for His Alpha

Chapter 2

Kai allowed his big strong mate to hold him. The feeling of his

mate’s body in such close proximity brought out some deep primal
need within himself that he never imagined he could feel. His mate
had both arms securely wrapped around his waist while his head was
buried in his neck. The only thing that made him get up was the fact
that Kai hadn’t come here to have a relationship. He had come here to
do his job and obey his uncle’s and the council’s wishes by taking
care of the body of Ethan Freight whom his mate had obviously
killed.

Getting up before his mate could stop him, Kai began to dress in

rapid succession regardless of the tears across the dark green material
of his scrubs. Unable to think unless he was fully dressed and could
rid his mind of all traitorous and sexual thoughts, Kai simply stated,
“I am Kaidan Dracos. You may call me Kai. I am here to relieve you
of Ethan Freight.” The other man pronounced his name over and over
again as if becoming familiar with it, but Kai wouldn’t allow him to
become familiar with anything. He had given in to one moment of
weakness in his obvious lust toward the sexy man standing half naked
in front of him, but not again. He wouldn’t allow himself to fall into
this routine of when his mate called, he went running. He had a job in
New York, an apartment, friends. His life was in New York, and how
could he move all of that for just one man? It was simple. He couldn’t
and he wouldn’t.

Kai’s name was already reason enough for the high council to call

him to do their bidding. It was why Kai had decided to go into the
human medical profession. It would allow a reason or rather an

Christine Shaw

excuse as to why he couldn’t always do the council’s dirty work for
them. He knew that now he had met his mate in the new alpha of the
light pack, the man would expect him to give up everything he had
worked for to regain a normal life. He couldn’t and wouldn’t have his
free will taken from him just to satisfy the needs of others.

“Whatever is wrong, my mate?” Dark said, his voice wavering.
“Nothing is wrong. I am here to obey a request from the council,

and I will uphold that very responsibility with my life. I cannot afford
to get sidetracked when I have a life to get back to.”

Well, that seemed to do it. Tears broke free and slid down Dark’s

handsome and rugged face from his lack of sensitivity. So Kai
decided to try a more diplomatic approach. “Look, Mr. James, I
realize what you must be going through right now, suddenly having
all this responsibility. We both have a job to get done, so I would
appreciate if you would cooperate with me and show me to where you
are keeping Mr. Freight.”

“You listen here, Kai. I have waited one hundred and fifty-six

years to find my mate, and today I find myself challenging for alpha
status because I couldn’t stand to watch one man destroy everything I
care about in my life. Now I open my door at three a.m. to find the
sexiest man ever standing on my porch and the smell coming from
him danced all around me. We enjoyed ourselves just then, or didn’t
you enjoy what my touch can do for you? But now you get all
businesslike and tell me you don’t want me? Well, I am sorry you feel
that way, and if you wish to conduct your business, it will be without
my assistance. Do as you wish.”

Then Kai stood there, mouth hanging open, as Dark ran up the

stairs and down the corridor. He couldn’t believe the mess he had just
created. It wasn’t that he didn’t want his mate. He would do anything
for him, but they both had responsibilities. Dark had his livelihood in
the pack as alpha, and he had his life all across the country as one of
the best surgeons in USA. Could he give up his friends, his career,
and his independence to live with this one man? Dark was the new

The Dom for His Alpha

alpha position that is highly sought after in the werewolf community,
and now he knew the man couldn’t and probably wouldn’t give up his
position. If they were going to be together that would mean Kai
packing up his livelihood and moving to Texas. He didn’t think he
could do that. He didn’t think he could be looked at as the submissive
person among the two, Kai had always been dominant.

Deciding it was best to let the man cool off, Kai went in search for

where Ethan was being kept. He soon found the naked and bloody
form of the ex-alpha lying on the ground, sawdust and old straw
covering his bloody and naked form. He then pulled a blanket over
the man before making the call. Pulling out his cell phone, he phoned
his uncle to deliver the news of everything that had happened, minus
the incredible sex, and that he was containing the body until a demon
would be available to burn the body.

Demons were essentially useful because they could manipulate

fire, including the degree of intensity, and therefore would be able to
create anything from a slight burn to completely burning a body into
ash. Werewolves and other supernaturals were always burned when
they died because as they began decomposing the body would begin
to smell in the worst possible way, even to human senses, and no
amount of disguising would help.

Walking back toward the house to tell Dark a demon would be

coming as soon as possible to deal with the body, Kai couldn’t help
but feel guilty when he saw a small light turn off in one of the rooms
that must have been his mate’s. Running up into the room, he found
his mate lying on the floor, tears streaming down his face and a wet
substance surrounding the man.

Turning on the light, he noticed how very wrong he had been. On

the ground around his mate was blood, and a lot of it. His mate was
curled into a ball, blood covering his gorgeous body. But on closer
inspection, he noticed his mate was also coughing the stuff up.
Panicking, he wondered what had happened to his mate. He hadn’t
heard anything come to harm his mate and cause such an injury.

Christine Shaw

And so he set about turning the man onto his back.
“Oh. My. God!” he screamed. His mate had a stab wound in his

abdomen. Of course if he continued to bleed at such a rate, he would
most definitely die. He lifted Dark’s upper body slowly before he
placed his own body underneath his mate and held him close while
pressing his shirt against the wound and hoping it would heal itself
quickly. He couldn’t do anything. He had no supplies with him to do
any kind of surgery, and the screams coming from his mate made it
clear he was in a lot of pain. The wound just wouldn’t heal itself, and
he couldn’t give his mate any of his blood until he had claimed his
mate as his own, or else his body would reject the blood and do more
harm than good.

Now crying himself, he couldn’t believe he was going to lose his

mate. Tears streaming down his face, he clutched his mate closer to
his body, hoping his mate would be saved simply by their closeness.
“Come on, baby. You cannot leave me. We just met. Of course I want
you. I want you more than anything, sweetheart. Please just heal
yourself, and we can work everything else out.” Kissing his mate’s
forehead, he suddenly felt more room in his mind. He realized the
room had suddenly grown silent. His mate had stopped screaming and
coughing.

Looking down at his mate, he realized Dark had passed out. He

had no idea whether it was good or a bad sign, and so he grew more
panicked. The experience of nearly losing the one person who fate
decided he belonged to was scary. He knew right then and there he
wouldn’t be giving up his life but rather closing a chapter and
beginning anew. This was where he was destined to be, with his mate,
his alpha. He softly whispered endearments and words of passion into
his mate’s ear for what seemed like forever, until he exhausted
himself into deep sleep.

* * * *

The Dom for His Alpha

Dark opened his eyes to blinding sunshine and the brightest blue

sky he had ever seen. The woods he was in reminded him of pack
lands, yet it wasn’t. The trees were in full bloom, the flowers all
around in bright colors of summer, the light shining through the gaps
in the tress from up above, and the heat radiating his naked skin
beautifully. He felt peaceful lying on the ground. Everything felt right
as if he should stay here forever, and then it happened.

A familiar yet unfamiliar darkness came clouding over. The red

roses to his left went from a vibrant blood red to a dark crimson and
wilted. The sun disappeared, the light changed to a dim violet, and the
blue skies were suddenly hidden by dark clouds, suggesting the
imminent storm. He heard the thunder and saw the lightning, and yet
he was waiting for the rain to appear and sweep him away. He
couldn’t even get peacefulness in his own mind, and yet what he now
wished for never came. Instead, a dim voice appeared in his mind,
coaxing him to open his eyes. Although the more he refused to open
them, the louder the voice got. No matter how much the voice pained
him, he ended up drifting toward that very voice that seemed panicky,
and then everything went black.

When he next opened his eyes, he was back in the house where he

now lived. The floor he lay on felt damp, and he didn’t have to look to
realize it was blood. The smell did all that for him, and yet he
couldn’t understand why he wasn’t dead. In his experience he was
supposed to have died, and yet he was awake. He was weak, granted,
but awake.

The arms wrapped round him then answered his question. He was

alive because his mate was there and accepted him. He couldn’t help
the smile that came across his face at the picture of how they must
look, Dark being spooned from behind with his mate’s arms clinging
to him as if he might disappear soon.

Changing his position slightly, he woke Kai up and instantly

began being peppered with kisses all over his face and neck. “I’m so
glad you’re awake, baby. You can never leave me again. I will not

Christine Shaw

allow it. I will stay here with you and forget my former life just as
long as you are safe.” His mate sounded panicked, relieved, and
desperate all in one go, and yet he couldn’t have sounded sexier.

Turning in his mate’s embrace to straddle Kai’s lap, he kissed the

man. Passionate wasn’t the word for the kiss he was giving. In fact, he
put everything he had into the kiss, including all the oxygen and
energy left in his body. When they finally came up for air, he moved
his mouth to his mate’s ear and whispered, “Thank you.”

“I thought you were gone. You had a stab wound that wouldn’t

heal, and there was nothing I could do to help you. I am so very sorry,
baby. I promise you I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe.
Where’s the knife you used?” His tone implied Dark should give him
the answer he wanted to hear before anything else happened between
them.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Kai. The answer I have for you

will only disappoint you, and I don’t want to lose you again. I just
found you. We should be happy right now.” Hearing the sorrow even
in his own voice, Dark felt Kai visibly shudder.

“You will not lose me, baby. We will begin fresh and live together

happily. Okay?”

“Okay,” he agreed, and then sleep took him under before another

word could leave his mouth.

The Dom for His Alpha

Chapter 3

The next morning Kai woke up and felt across the other side of

the mattress to find it empty. The mattress was cold, which indicated
Dark must have been up for a while.

The most tantalizing smell wafted his way. The scent of bacon,

pancakes, and coffee floated toward him. His mouth dry and his
stomach suddenly turning violent toward him, Kai realized he hadn’t
eaten in forty-eight hours since the beginning of his shift.

Going down the stairs in nothing but his boxers, Kai was stunned

as to what he witnessed. Dark was singing around the kitchen, toast
popping out of the toaster, bacon in the frying pan, and scrambled
eggs sitting in a steaming dish already on the table where two plates
and cutlery, along with condiments, lay for the taking. Dark removed
the final pancake from the pan and laid it on top of the others. Kai
walked toward his mate so as to not scare him, then Kai gently
wrapped his arms around his mate’s waist, cuddling him from the
back while burying his face into the man’s neck.

Although Dark was a good six inches taller than Kai, he couldn’t

help but feel there was this submissive side to his big alpha. A side
that made every hair on his body stand to attention. The thought made
his already hard cock twitch in the crease of his mate’s ass. Dark
jumped from being surprised but quickly calmed down and rested
against Kai’s comforting embrace.

“Morning, baby,” he whispered into his mate’s neck, causing

Dark to shiver. “How’s my sexy alpha this morning?”

Dark chuckled while leaning more into the embrace “I’m good,

Kai. How would you like some coffee?”

Christine Shaw

“I would love some. But I’ll get it.”
Kai found the mugs and poured himself a large one full of coffee.

The taste was amazing. Strong and bitter, just the way he liked it.

Finally feeling awake, he could notice his mate’s demeanour had

changed. His soft singing had stopped, his movements became less
free, and he suddenly seemed to be rather subdued. After setting down
his mug and walking to his mate, he grabbed the spatula and removed
it from his mate’s hands and brought the larger man into his embrace.
Dark immediately fell into the embrace. His breathing became faster,
shallower, and if he was panting. Then he understood the need for it
because he realized they were lined up groin to groin and they each
had a hard-on.

Pulling away from his mate, Kai decided it would be best to get

this conversation out of the way before anything they might regret
later occurred. “Baby?” When Dark looked up at him, he could see
the frightened expression in his mate’s eyes. “I am sorry about
yesterday, baby. You have to understand I had been involved in a
thirty-six hour shift then had to travel all across the country straight
after it to deal with the ex-alpha here.

“Then when I get here I find my senses filled with the exotic smell

of mangos, the incredible taste of my mate’s cock in my mouth, and
the picture perfect image of the most gorgeous man ever. And to
know he is all mine? It kind of freaked me out a bit. But I tell you
now I am here and I want to be with you.”

Looking into Dark’s eyes, Kai could tell his story wasn’t being

bought, at least not one hundred percent. But the hopeful gleam in his
mate’s expression told him that no matter how big his mate was, he
was still vulnerable and needed the feeling that he was wanted. “You
sure? I mean, I don’t want to be a burden on your life, and like you
said, yours is back in New York.” The unshed tears in his mate’s eyes
hurt him just as much as Dark must be hurting right now.

Pulling him into his embrace, Kai cooed, “I am here to stay, baby.

There will be no way you can get rid of me. Sure, my life has been in

The Dom for His Alpha

New York for decades, but right now you are more important. I have
tasted my mate’s lips and held him while I slept. No job, no
apartment, no other person can keep me away from the man I am
destined to be with always. That is, if you will have me?”

The look on Dark’s face changed considerably, and the unshed

tears disappeared. His plush lips broke out into a face splitting grin
and his arms fastened even tighter round his neck almost cutting off
oxygen as he peppered Kai’s face with kisses leaving his lips for last
before delving into a smouldering passionate kiss that every emotion
got chucked into. Kai kissed Dark back just as good as he was given
in return.

As a Dom, Kai revelled in his big man’s submission. Kai licked

and nipped at his mate’s lips, Dark must have enjoyed it because he
gasped and moaned at his attention to the man’s lips. As his man’s
lips parted, Kai took the opportunity and delved into his mate’s
mouth, swiping their tongues together, searching the other’s mouth.
Hands swarmed each other’s bodies, learning every curve, every
indent. Every inch of skin within arm’s length received some sort of
treatment.

“Yes,” Dark breathed.
Kai felt the emotion in his mate as their tongues duelled, loving

the fact that they could both get what they needed from this
relationship. It was obvious that Dark wanted to be submissive in bed,
and Kai loved the idea of dominating his alpha in between the sheets,
or in the kitchen in this case.

Dark must have surrendered to the kiss Kai gave him because

suddenly he became slack in his arms. Sucking, nibbling on each
other’s mouths, they refused to pull away until oxygen was absolutely
necessary. Kai began his downward rhythm along his mate’s half-
naked body, strategically stopping at his ample chest. He suckled on
one nipple, rolling the tiny nub around in his mouth before grazing his
fangs along it. The action gathered a long moan from Dark before Kai
moved across to the other, where he gave it the same treatment. Both

Christine Shaw

nipples now looked sore and violently red, and Kai decided he really
enjoyed the intense color on his mate’s body. Deciding to truly let his
dominant side out, Kai worked his way up Dark’s body until they
both stood there looking at one another. Kai felt so much lust toward
his alpha-mate that he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

“Get on your knees, sub,” Kai growled
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Master?” Dark sounded uncertain, yet the look in his eyes

showed that he hoped that he was correct in his answer.

“Good, sub. Now suck my big cock.”
Dark did nothing but moan in delight, and Kai decided he loved

this feeling, the feeling of being in charge of his mate sexually. He
hadn’t a clue whether it was his vampire nature to control or his
experience of being a doctor where he felt he had to be in control of
everything, but he reveled in his mate’s submission.

All train of thought left him as Dark wrapped his kiss-swollen lips

around his cockhead and gently suckled on it, gathering the pre-cum
that leaked from the slit. The gentle pressure proved to be more erotic
than if he were going to town on his cock. The incredible sensation
gave a lot to the imagination on what Dark was going to do next.
When he looked down, he never expected to find his mate sitting back
on his heels, his cockhead still trapped between those plush lips. Dark
looked up directly at him with so much lust and trust in his eyes that
Kai almost felt himself tear up because of the emotion running
through him.

Then when he felt the pressure couldn’t increase, his mate delved

right into him until his nose nestled in his blond curls. Kai’s cock
wasn’t even tiny. In fact, it was a whole ten inches and quite thick,
and for his mate to deep throat him like that released all strain from
his body. His balls drew up tight to his body, cum running through his
shaft before erupting into his man’s mouth. Dark was even proving to
be a little cum slut by swallowing every damn drop that came from

The Dom for His Alpha

his cock. His mate also licked him clean like a pro before sitting back
and moaning while rubbing his own erection.

With his vampire speed, Kai had Dark bottom-up and pinned

against the kitchen island. His mate looked so beautiful laying there,
panting and moaning with his ass on display to him like that. His
alpha was so stunning that Kai couldn’t wait to see his mate’s naked
ass.

Pulling off his mate’s boxers proved to be harder task than

expected. Kai just wanted to rip the material from his mate’s body.
Hell, the small piece of cloth was proving to be a real pain in the ass,
but somehow he managed it.

Tracing kisses all over his mate’s muscular back and pressing his

own very-hard erection against his mate’s crease was driving him
crazy. His mate writhed and wiggled his ass, evidently wanting more
pressure and friction against his eager hole. “You want my cock
stuffed in that tight little ass of yours, baby?” he whispered against his
mate’s skin, feeling the shiver he caused.

“Yes, Master. Please fuck me. I want it. I want that cock,

ahhhhh.” His mate was going crazy now with need, and Kai couldn’t
believe how beautiful his mate looked when in need of release, but he
wasn’t done just yet. His mate had teased him, and now it was his
turn.

Kai wormed his hand round to his mate’s front and gently stuffed

two fingers in the man’s mouth to suck on. “That’s it, baby, get those
fingers nice and wet for your master.” He then drove his finger all the
way down his mate’s body, leaving a trail all down Dark’s spine
before descending into his crease before applying gentle pressure to
the man’s clenching hole.

Dark continued to writhe and moan, and then Kai delved a finger

right into his mate’s hole to bring a visible shudder from the man’s
body and a loud moan before bringing his finger right back out.
Dark’s back arched and then slumped back down to the surface just as

Christine Shaw

quickly. When Kai brought his finger round once again, his mate
eagerly sucked him into his mouth.

Kai grabbed Dark’s hands and reached out to grip them round the

edge of the counter, implying his mate should stay there, before Kai
gave his attentions back to his hole. Driving in his finger once again,
Kai could feel Dark stiffen, perhaps apprehensive by the obvious
clenching of his hole. Deciding to distract his mate, he began to
fondle his balls with his other hand.

He drove in a second finger to the second knuckle, and he began

scissoring his fingers in Dark’s hole. His mate writhed and begged,
“Please.”

“You want more, baby?”
“Yes, yes, yes!” his mate chanted as Kai added a third finger and

began crooking all three fingers, swiping them across his prostate and
causing a loud scream to emanate from his mate just as his balls drew
up tight and his orgasm began. Kai quickly grabbed a hold of the base
on his mate’s cock before he could come. “Nooooooooo!” His mate
was thrashing now, demanding release.

“No. You cannot come until I say so.” He growled. His mate

began his thrashing again with his body obeying his command. After
slicking up his once-again-hard cock with the pre-cum now running
freely, Kai placed his cockhead at the entrance of Dark’s stretched,
needy hole.

Pushing his cock all the way into his mate, Kai felt the familiar

tightness and grip of his mate’s hole wrapped around his cock. It was
like heaven. Dark gave him a nod as to begin moving. His mate
continued his moaning, his begging for release while Kai loosely
jerked the man off as he vigorously fucked Dark’s hole. “Not gonna
last.” His balls drew up to his body tight, almost uncomfortably so,
before he bent over his mate’s body and whispered, “Come for me,”
in the man’s ear. He needed to feel Dark come on his cock.

Dark went crazy. He let go of every inhibition and screamed out

Kai’s name as he came with wild abandon. A creamy rope of cum

The Dom for His Alpha

shot out to land in between Dark’s convulsing body and the work
surface. His asshole clenched and relaxed multiple times as his ass
grasped the invading cock, bringing Kai’s orgasm about. Kai
continued to fuck his mate like crazy and filled up the man’s slutty
hole with his cum before finally the pressure in his cock eased some
and he collapsed on top of Dark, cock still inside his mate.

“Wow that was great, baby,” he said while peppering kisses all

over his mate. Dark just nodded while a silly-ass grin spread across
his face. Damn his mate was insatiable.

“Guess we better have a shower and then reheat this food, huh?”

* * * *

Shortly after breakfast they had decided to go back to bed for

round two of the day when Dark mentioned something about needing
to go to work that evening. Kai decided he should see the business,
which according to pack laws he now owned a third of in conjunction
with Dark. Now driving up the dirt track Dark had directed him to
take, Kai couldn’t help but feel somewhat reserved, and when a large
mansion came into view, he felt confused, very confused.

“Where exactly are we, baby?” he reluctantly asked. The mansion

was grand, not exactly the style he would expect. It was beautiful. It
looked to have been decorated in a 1930s style, with red brick on the
first floor and white-painted cement with black beams running
vertically down across the second floor. There were four bay windows
surrounding the first floor just on the front view of the house,
although they were blacked out. The windows on the second floor
appeared to be tinted or covered with black blinds surrounding the
entire front view of the building so nobody could look through.

The cars that were parked in front of the house contradicted the

style of the house. There were Ferraris, Lamborghinis, BMWs, and
such lining the space. A few other cars such as SUVs, Fiestas, et
cetera mixed in with the more expensive cars. Dark had instructed Kai

Christine Shaw

to park next to two other SUVs that were separated from the other
vehicles, and he gathered this must be for the other two men who
Dark had mentioned owned the pack business with him.

“You will see soon enough. Come on. There are people who will

want to meet you.”

Kai followed his mate toward the house, Dark mentioned about

how the land under and around the building belonged to the pack
although it hadn’t always. Until it had been converted into a BDSM
club by a former pack member it had remained untouched property.
Now it added twelve acres to the pack’s hunting grounds for the full
moon or for any other celebration. Kai knew that werewolves had no
choice in shifting once dark falls on the full moon, and that the entire
pack went on one big hunt all evening. A part of him wished—

Stepping into the house drew Kai from his musings. They were in

a large foyer of sorts, yet a man dressed all in black sat behind a desk
in the middle of the space, his arms leaning on the desk as he read a
magazine of sorts. The man looked to be slightly taller than Kai and
much, much larger in the muscle department, and by the smell of him,
he must be another werewolf, perhaps one of the owners Dark had
mentioned?

Dark walked up to the man and shook his hand before gesturing

toward Kai to come forward and introduce himself. Holding out his
hand for Kai to take, Dark smiled kindly at him before turning toward
the stranger.

“This is my wonderful mate, Dr. Kaidan Dracos. Baby, this is a

good friend of mine, River.” The wink Kai gave him made it obvious
that this was a member of his mate’s new pack, their pack—oh, well,
it didn’t really matter. Anyway he looked at it, Kai would be ruling
right along next to his mate, so it could be considered his pack, too.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, River. Please call me Kai. Everybody

does unless they have a stick up their ass.” He chuckled remembering
the only people who ever called him by his proper name were his

The Dom for His Alpha

father before he died and his uncle, and they both certainly had large
sticks up their asses, lodged in sideways.

River must have found it amusing because he gave a wry smile.

Something told him that the man never smiled much, let alone fully
indulged in laughter hard enough to split his side and stream the
man’s face with tears. With a nod, Dark began to walk further into the
mansion through double doors just past the desk.

When Dark stopped just beyond the desk, a large man, not as

large as Kai but certainly still large in human terms, came up from
behind the desk in nothing but black boxers and a black collar around
his neck to grab their jackets and place them in a type of coat closet
off to the side. As Kai walked through the double doors, the
apprehension that had begun to gather around him fled as he looked
up through the dimly lit area of the mansion they had just passed into.
Now he was in his comfort zone.

People of all shapes, sizes, and ages were about, wearing varying

degrees of clothing, from fully dressed in black button-down shirts
and jeans or slacks to nothing but underwear to completely naked.
Couples and groups alike stood about the place, dancing and talking.
The place was decorated in blacks and reds with chains and leather
decorations hanging up on walls in places. “You own an ALT club?”
He was shocked from this morning when his mate had been caught up
in the whole master play bit, but he never would have guessed his
mate owned a BDSM club.

Chuckling, his mate replied, “Yes. Me and two of my best friends

who you will meet shortly noticed this house once about three years
ago now on the way back from town when we took a wrong turn. We
saw the for sale sign on the way out. The next morning we ended up
viewing the place and falling in love with it, but considering we
already had our own homes, we decided to convert it into a business
and thought of a BDSM club. Now, three years later, we’re going
strong still.”

Christine Shaw

“So, what, you’re Master Dark here or…?” Kai felt himself

feeling low at the thought of his man being a Dom although he had
topped both times they had had sex already.

“Actually no, you see, although I am a trained Dom, I still prefer

to bottom in my own sex life. Especially now more than ever since I
became alpha, I have a feeling I will require you to take on the role of
master pretty much the majority of the time.” Kai could clearly see
that his alpha-mate also enjoyed being the bottom if experience was
anything to go by.

“How about I give you the tour, baby?”
“Okay.” He realized it was pathetic just saying okay as if he

wasn’t bothered, but he was intrigued by the atmosphere his mate and
his friends had created here. It was the typical atmosphere of a BDSM
club, with people who lived and breathed the lifestyle as well as
others who appeared to be just enjoying a night of fun or trying
something new.

“I see you’re hypnotized as most are, baby.”
Kai couldn’t speak, couldn’t comment or anything. He was

stunned by the shear atmosphere of the place.

“Well, how about we get this out of the way, huh?”
Where they currently stood was a sort of balcony where a dance

floor below could be viewed, but around the area were tables and
chairs where people could sit and relax or peruse a potential sub or
master. Down one of a few winding staircases, on the dance floor a lot
of people gyrated and danced to the music. Dark could speak
normally considering their supernatural hearing abilities.

“The space is what we call the vanilla level. It’s more of a place to

come and have fun, let your hair loose and such. Of course nudity and
sexual play is encouraged in this room, and most use it as a place to
meet others of like-mindedness. To gain entrance on this floor alone
is twenty per person, and alcohol is served, but only on this floor.
Alcohol is not permitted in any other area of the club.”

The Dom for His Alpha

The place was unbelievable. The black marble bar stood along one

wall where all ranges of drinks were on offer from the regular tap
beers to the more popular, top-shelf spirits such as scotch, vodka, and
tequila. Barstools stood along the length of the bar and along both
walls on either side of the dance floor. There were men and women
alike there in groups as friends looking for an interesting night out,
opposite and same sex couples talking between one another, as well
as a few odd men and women sitting on a chair with their partner
sitting or kneeling at their feet.

One woman he noticed sat at a barstool over the far corner of the

bar in a type of leather leotard, knee-length boots, with her blonde
hair tied back into a high ponytail. She had two people kneeling at her
feet. The first was a man about thirty, and he wore leather chaps that
obviously displayed his bare ass and a chastity device around his cock
and balls. His collar was a simple yet stunning plain leather one with
a small metal ring at the front that was connected to the leash that his
mistress held onto. The second was a woman of roughly twenty-five.
She wore a black bra with a black and pink miniskirt that barely
covered her nether regions, and her collar was black leather with
silver, metal chain leash attached.

“It’s a bit early for most people to play at the moment.

Considering we are open till six a.m., most will not play until about
one or two at least. Although we do get plenty people who wish to
play earlier than that. Come on, baby.”

Kai followed Dark to a door guarded by two men dressed in

white, which was to signify that they were bouncers and if any rules
were broken, they would intercept.

This concept was one Kai was used to from the BDSM clubs back

home in NYC. The bouncers in white were often referred to as angels
because they keep the laws abided to and keep the peace between
customers.

When the men noticed him and Dark walking toward them, they

gave a slight nod to Dark and what sounded like congratulations to

Christine Shaw

him before opening the doors for them. He couldn’t help but notice
the lustful and passion-filled looks they gave him when they looked
his way. The doors led into a hallway of sorts.

Reaching the end of the hallway, Kai noticed another man dressed

in all black, and this one was bigger than the first. Hell, it would be
close to see which out of the two was bigger between him and Dark,
and that seemed hard to do considering his mate was six nine.

“Hey, Jay, I got someone I would like ya to meet. This here is Dr.

Kaidan Dracos. He is mine.” Dark proudly introduced the burly man
to him with a broad smile tugging on those sensual lips that not
twelve hours ago were wrapped around his cock.

“Baby, this is Jay North—”
“Another close friend I assume.” He grinned, interrupting his

mate’s introduction. “It’s a pleasure to meet some of Dark’s friends.
Please call me Kai.”

“You, too, but a word of warning. Dark has a bit of a stubborn

streak in him, so you come visit me if you need anyone to straighten
him out. He wouldn’t listen to anybody at all, so good luck if you
hope to tame that trait in our esteemed alpha here.” He giggled and
winked at Kai. The big, strong werewolf actually giggled a little girly
giggle. The sound was both funny and endearing at the same time. It
made Kai feel somewhat welcome seeing as the werewolves in his
mate’s pack were so accepting of him. He finally found a place he felt
he could call home.

He loved New York but the major problem for him was that it

lacked intimacy. New York was always a very busy city, a reputation
to meet its name, and it was something Kai hated. He had always
longed for his mate and a family that loved and supported him. New
York hadn’t offered that to him. Texas on the other hand, especially
here, in the country, provided Kai with a sense of belonging, of family
love and companionship, despite his initial reaction to run away from
it all. The place was beginning to grow on him.

The Dom for His Alpha

New York had been his home for so many years since before he

started college and then medical school, and he had gotten used to the
busybody, prissy people surrounding him in the city. He had lived
such a lonely life that he had been forced to drink scotch every
evening when he got home after a shift at the hospital or from school,
and now after being in Texas two days, his life had turned upside
down. He had found himself with a sexy-as-fuck, alpha-male
werewolf mate and almost lost him in the process, moved from the
cold city of New York to the hot state of Texas, and made two friends
from his mate’s pack. They had welcomed him with open arms
despite his vampire nature. He felt whole and all warm and fuzzy
inside. He never wanted the feeling to go away.

On either side of the desk this time were two doors. To the left,

the door was made of cushioned, black leather patterned with red
leather buttons on it, and to the right, the door was the same yet
decorated in red leather with black-covered buttons. Dark directed
Kai through the right-hand door.

The door led to a winding staircase much like the set back at the

vanilla stage. At one point the stairs split off onto another staircase
which Dark indicated led to their offices on the second floor.

“Nobody can get into this area without a valid membership card.

Back at the desk where Jay sat, he looks at everybody’s memberships
once again. Because we have different levels of memberships, he
makes sure the right people go through the correct area. The black
door you noticed leads to the hardcore section of the club, which we
will get to later. This section, however, is what we call S and R level.
Basically stands for spanking and restraints. Any form of spanking or
flogging is allowed in this area, as well as the use of a wide variety of
restraints. We have locker rooms both on this floor and the hardcore
level underneath so people can bring a change of clothing and their
own toys if they wish to.”

Christine Shaw

Kai noticed that this must be a very popular area because it hadn’t

passed eleven thirty yet and the place appeared to be in full swing
already.

The contrast from the vanilla level was clear. Without the dance

floor and DJ, moans, groans, and cries of pleasure filled the room. An
iPod played off into the background where a middle aged couple were
engaging in a scene. Lined around the room were stages available for
use. They were properly equipped with a range of spanking utilities
such as floggers, canes, riding crops, St. Andrew’s crosses, spanking
benches, and so forth.

“Where are the whips? I don’t see any being used or anything.”
His mate just laughed a good, hard belly laugh that crumbled

more of the self-built walls away from his heart. “They are behind the
bar. We have a full stock of whips, seven-tailed, single-tailed, you
name it, but most Doms that come into this section don’t know how to
use a whip properly, so we keep them behind the bar in the far corner
for those who know how to use them. Of course, anyone wishing to
use whips on their partners goes through our own safety course to use
them properly, and the angels are on guard at all times to maintain a
safe environment in which everybody can have fun.”

Dark then took Kai through to the next room and showed him

what he called the “V” room. It was basically a voyeur’s paradise.
Three stages were set up around the large space and enclosed in glass
boxes. One consisted of a double-headed shower in which people
could play in and others could watch. The second was a glass-
enclosed bedroom, with just enough room for a double bed and room
to maneuver. Two computers, one on the outside and the other on the
inside, allowed voyeurs to give suggestions to those performing as to
what to do to their partner. The third consisted of a nine-by-nine-foot
grassed area within the glass enclosure to represent playing outside in
a clearing of sorts.

“What do you think so far, baby?” Dark appeared to look at him

anxiously as if he worried how he would feel about the club and what

The Dom for His Alpha

he did for a living. Dark hopped from foot to foot, nervously awaiting
his answer.

“I love it. And I can definitely see us playing in that shower

sometime soon.”

He felt the relief flood his mate as Dark blew out the breath he

had obviously been keeping and smiled as a child being told he had
done good. He had no explanation why the idea made him blush, but
he liked the fact that his mate cared about his business and what he
did for a living and how Kai felt about it.

“Come on. I’ll show ya the hardcore section before we get down

to the fun part.”

As both men walked back the way they came to where Jay sat, he

noticed the man was too busy to say anything to them as some twink
sat on his knees in between Jay’s legs under the desk sucking him off.
The man just smiled at them as if to say “I love my job” as they
walked past him and through the black leather door. Then it
happened.

He felt home like nothing he had ever felt. The whole place from

first glance only was just like the BDSM club he was a member of
back in New York. BDSM was not just a fad or a passion of his, but
rather a lifestyle and that lifestyle was what he called home. They
walked down a winding corridor with black-painted, cement walls,
which gave off a cool yet chilling vibe that none of the other areas in
the club had. It sported different doors all along the corridor. Dark
suddenly stopped in front of one at random and fished out his set keys
to open it up.

“The rooms in use all have a sign on the front to warn others not

to enter. If the room is open, then the couple or group involved is
welcome to any visitors either watching or joining in. The closed ones
are off-limits, and any without a sign or open are available for use. Of
course my partners and I all have a set of keys each, but we also take
the key from Jay if we use any of the rooms to signify that it is being

Christine Shaw

occupied. As you can see, the room is very well stocked, and all the
rooms are like this in some sort of fashion with the same equipment.”

In the far corner were a table and bench to lay down any bags or

toys on, and the table held a large bottle of lube for the customer to
use as well as the typical wipes and tissues for cleaning up. But the
equipment was what drew his attention. Ropes available for all
different types of bondage hung up on hooks on the wall. Restraints
and the appropriate manacles and shackles for were perfect for a
scene.

Puppy cages lined the wall. A jail cell cage, four-point sling

stands, leather slings, bondage frames, as well as the typical spanking
benches, and tables spread across the room. The moveable equipment
such as whips and riding crops all hung up on the wall above the
bench.

As if Dark knew what he was thinking, he explained, “Every room

has pretty much all the same equipment in it. The only difference is
the decoration. Some have a dungeon theme. Some have a plain black
theme. One of the private rooms further down the corridor also has a
TENS machine in there, which of course is very popular and requires
an advanced booking to be used.”

Following Dark out of the room and down the corridor into the

main hardcore room, Kai could see most people were naked and the
ones who weren’t either worked there or were well on their way to
getting naked. Again the only sounds coming from this room were the
moans of pleasure from members and music from an iPod on one of
the stages.

“We have a second TENS machine in here that is kept behind the

bar until somebody wishes to use it for a scene for those who like to
play with it in public. This is the place I, Trip, and Paul, my partners,
will often be found when not in our offices. Unless of course we are
on our rounds of the club to make sure the patrons are acting
accordingly.”

The Dom for His Alpha

Kai couldn’t say anything. His mate had been professional the

entire tour apart from the hand placed on his lower back, but other
than that, his mate appeared to be in his element. Proud of his child,
so to speak, and Kai found it a complete turn-on.

He grabbed his mate and demanded a kiss by smashing their lips

together in an explosion full of lust, desire, and promise to play
sooner or later. Kai preferred the former.

Christine Shaw

Chapter 4

It wasn’t supposed to be this way. That imaginary line between

pain and pleasure was meant to be delicious and gloriously forbidden
to the outside world. The lust between partners was supposed to be
amazingly sweet and slightly tangy tasting. The look in his partner’s
eyes when a scene was over was meant to be one of adoration and
love and respect. The relationship was supposed to be one of pleasure
and power in the perfect balance for both partners, yet this was
anything but.

That imaginary line was nowhere to be seen as it was so far in the

pain spectrum. The lust coming off his partner was unyielding and
psychotic and left a bad taste on the tongue for days. At the end of a
scene it was supposed to be his master taking care of him, but not
with his master. After a scene he was commanded to care of his so-
called “master” even through the bleeding welts on his back, ass, and
thighs. The relationship was threatening and a disguise, a façade, an
excuse to be violent. Yet he was too weak to do anything about it.

* * * *

Dark was falling, falling in love big time with Kai. Not only did

his mate approve of his business, but he also loved it. His very own
Dom forever, literally, felt invigorating and amazing.

Kai had left to use the little boy’s room a few moments before,

and for the first time Dark actually looked around his favorite part of
the club and felt happy. He imagined what it would be like to play
with his mate on the public stages or in the private rooms, it didn’t

The Dom for His Alpha

matter. He couldn’t wait to sample his mate’s punishment, and boy
could he discover clever and inventive ways of “disobeying” his
master just to get a taste of punishment, to feel the heat rise up on his
ass from his mate’s hand or one of the many pieces of equipment
from his old place before he moved everything to the alphas house.

Looking over to the main stage where a couple now occupied the

stage boggled his mind completely. He understood the whole
opposites-attract thing, but he couldn’t figure this one out. From the
bar he had the perfect view of an ugly man, on the plumpish side,
dominating this hot little twink, who couldn’t have been more than
five nine. The twink lay chest down against one of the portable walls
that could rotate as desired. His surprisingly long and thick cock—
even when soft—and smooth balls were trapped in a metal cock ring
to prevent his ejaculation. His face was visible through the hole
indicated for his face in the portable wall, and his eyes were closed
tight with tears streaming down his face.

But the tears looked nothing like tears of pleasure. With his

supernatural hearing, Dark heard cries of pain, not pleasure, yet the
sinister look on this so-called Dom’s face screamed abusive and
psychotic lust. That is what he hated about the D/s lifestyle. Some
people used it as a way of abusing their partners. Rather than
honoring their partners’ safe words, they would push them so far that
they broke their spirits in more ways than one. The twink at the
moment appeared to be in agony, and he could tell why. The man’s
back, ass, and thighs were covered in welt scars both old and new,
indicating a long-time period of abuse for this man. The old ones had
almost healed until they got broke open once again. Others were
bleeding profusely, and the problem was the older man standing
behind the sexy twink had an evil glimmer in his eyes that showed he
had no intention of stopping until the man’s back was completely split
open with wounds.

Dark had had enough. He noticed Kai coming toward him from

the bathroom with a big smile on his face. “As if I just saw two guys

Christine Shaw

playing water sports in the bathroom.” He heard his mate say as he
fell into step behind him, but Dark was in full alpha mode as he
stalked toward the main stage, worming through people who were
watching. He was making good progress until he felt an arm swing
him around.

The arm turned out to be Kai, demanding, “What the fuck is going

on? I can see the rage in you. What’s riled you up?” But all Dark
could do was turn around and point to the main stage. His mate must
have caught onto his thoughts as he allowed him to continue to the
stage and simple followed along as they cut through the crowd.

As he reached the stage, he pulled the single-tail whip from the

man’s grasp before ordering, “Everyone move. This scene is now
over,” and pissing off the ugly man in the process.

“You cannot stop my scene. I was not finished.” He snarled.
“Oh, yes, I can. I own this club, this building, and everything in it.

You are a disgrace to the lifestyle. Anyone who knows what they’re
talking about can tell that this young man is in pain, not to mention
the scars on his back,” Dark bit out.

“You are no longer a member of this club. I am officially

cancelling your contract an—” Then the most amazingly delicious
and relaxing scent made its way to his nose, but that angered him
more. Honeydew and vanilla enveloped his senses as he turned to see
Kai unstrapping the twink from the furniture, and he caught Kai’s
glance and knew he scented the same. Mine.

“You will leave this property now in peace, or I will have to call

the sheriff to come arrest you for assault.”

The man just gave him an angry look but smugly shrugged his

shoulders. “Doesn’t matter. There are plenty of places out there
asking for my money. You just lost out big time, buddy. Slave, come
now,” he demanded, yet the twink, now sobbing into the shirt of Kai,
his mate, wasn’t in a state to go anywhere. Mate or no mate, Dark
would never let the little man go with this psycho.

The Dom for His Alpha

“Oh, no, you don’t. He ain’t going anywhere with you, buddy. He

is no longer your slave”—he said the word with so much distaste—
“but rather his own person. So you stay away from him, or you will
have me to deal with.”

The man now looked enraged. He looked crazed, yet he shrugged

and turned to leave, but not before he said, “He will come back. They
always do. Just remember, slave, when you do find your way back,
your punishment will be far worse than anything you have endured
before.” The angels each grabbed the ugly, snarling man and left after
grabbing hold of his membership card to destroy.

Kai picked the smaller man up and gestured for them to go

somewhere quiet and deal with their delicate package. He followed
Dark through the club and up the two flights of stairs to the offices.
Each man had his own office on the second floor which included a
little sitting area for meetings and guests to chill out. Kai laid the little
man down on the sofa as gently as he could until the man started
sobbing all over again and a pained look came over his face. Dark
motioned for Kai to hand over the man while he checked him out and
dealt with his wounds.

Dark kept cooing into the twink’s ear as Kai looked his back over

where the worst of his injuries were.

After what felt like forever of trying to remain calm and collected

while Kai, his human doctor mate, looked his other mate’s wounds
over. It felt horrible to know the one thing they all obviously had a
common interest in was the BDSM lifestyle. It was just his luck that
one thing turned out to have been the thing that harmed his small and
newest mate. Of course that was abuse and violence in the guise of
BDSM, but it could still very well affect his mate’s feelings on the
lifestyle.

His mate then looked up and big, muddy-brown eyes stared at him

for the first time in wonder and awe before whispering, “Mine,” in a
tiny, almost nonexistent, yet somewhat musical voice. That shocked
Dark down to his very core. He figured his mate was human by the

Christine Shaw

looks of it, but that was obviously false considering his mate was
registering him as his. Saved one hell of a conversation on our part.

The man smiled at him as he asked, “What’s your name, mate of

mine?” in that musical voice Dark was suddenly getting an erection
over.

“Dark. I know it’s weird, but for now you must listen to us and

you can make as much fun of it as you wish later, sweetheart. By the
way, the other sexy guy behind you is Kai, our other mate.” He
lowered his head until his lips grazed over his mate’s ear before
whispering just loud enough for Kai to hear. “He is one hell of a fuck.
Once you’re all better, you can find out for yourself.”

The twink’s eyes actually sparked with what couldn’t be denied as

anything more or less than mischief as he smiled wide.

“His scars are deep, and he’s losing blood fast. We need to feed

him ours to replenish. I will go first since you fed me last.”

Kai brought his wrist up to his mouth before sinking his fangs into

the artery there and carrying his wounded wrist to his mate’s mouth.
The twink actually latched onto his wrist eagerly and sucked his blood
down as Kai’s lust filled his office. Yet the blood seemed to work
because his back healed right up before Dark’s very own eyes. At
least he didn’t have to worry about his newly found mate bleeding
out.

His mate pulled his lips from Kai’s wrist and licked the wound

closed, he looked up at Kai with lust in his wide, red-rimmed eyes
when Kai asked, “What’s your name, babe?”

The little guy looked from Kai to Dark before sighing and saying,

“Harry.” Then his little mate closed his eyes and his breathing evened
out for the first time since their meeting.

Harry.

* * * *

The Dom for His Alpha

Harry awoke in a strange place. He winced at the pain on his back,

remembering the sadistic markings Master had given him. Fifty
lashings with a single-tail whip for forgetting to add tomatoes on
Master’s sandwich? He loved the whip more than anything else in the
entire lifestyle, yet ever since that very first time Master “punished”
him with it, the pain was excruciating if the marks on his back were
anything to go by.

He expected the pain from the lashing he had received to be

overwhelming and to cry out in agony, but it never came. He opened
his eyes when he felt someone move in front of him. The most
gorgeous man ever knelt in front of the sofa he lay on, and boy, did
his cock take notice. The man smiling down at him had dirty-blond
hair down to his shoulders, and the golden locks were perfectly
straight. Sparkling baby blues shone right at him, hypnotizing Harry
into a state of lust and desire. He was stunning.

Then another man caught his attention from the other side of the

sofa where his feet lay. He was the polar opposite of the stunning man
in front of him yet no less gorgeous. Short, spiky black hair topped a
golden-bronze head. Midnight-black eyes stared at him with such
intensity that Harry felt his face flush. The dark-haired man’s pink
moist lips looked good enough to nibble on, and Harry didn’t realize
what he was doing until he found himself straddling the dark man’s
lap and running his fingertips over the mouth he wanted so badly to
feel pressed against his.

Groins gyrated against one another, and it wasn’t until that

moment that he realized the man was just as hard as he was—enough
to cut rocks—and if the bulge was anything to go by, the man was
definitely well endowed.

“Well, aren’t you two getting acquainted real fast?” A voice spoke

in his direction, and the owner of the sexy voice was Mr. Sex Appeal
himself. Harry suddenly felt embarrassed. Red heat made its way up
his neck and face as he tried to climb off the Greek god under him,

Christine Shaw

but strong arms enveloped him and held him to a perfectly marbled
and bare chest.

From the embrace he felt every ridge of muscle from his eight

pack, and his toned and defined pecs rubbed him all over. Then
everything from the night came crashing back. An incredibly sexy
man—who looked oddly like Mr. Sex Appeal—had came up onto the
stage where he was receiving the most gruelling punishment he had
ever been given by the hands of Master and uncuffed him and held
him as he sobbed and sobbed until he couldn’t cry any more. A husky
yet snarling voice had spoke over everyone, telling Master he was no
longer welcome at the club and then Harry felt himself moving yet he
wasn’t walking.

They kept walking until they reached some sort of office where he

was passed over to the man who held him now, and then he
remembered this scent of musk filling his nostrils, quickly followed
by another scent of the ocean. A fresh, salty taste landed on his tongue
as the two men staring down at him came into focus. Then the man
with blond hair placed his bloody, wounded wrist to his lips and
ordered him to drink from it.

Harry knew that this place was owned by werewolves and that the

man who fed him blood was obviously a vampire with the sharp fangs
in his mouth. Then everything had gone dark as one word remained in
his mind. Mine.

“Thank you for helping me,” he whispered into the larger man’s

chest as he cuddled deeper, remembering that both these men were his
mates.

“No need, we are here to protect you anyway possible, and if that

means rescuing you from some dumb asshole in the process, then we
will happily do it a thousand times over. You are ours now, and we
look after what is ours with our lives,” the blond man responded, and
hearing the possessiveness in his future lover’s voice made his heart
flutter and made him feel ten feet tall.

The Dom for His Alpha

Suddenly his heart fell when he felt two men join them in the

room. One had short, spiky red hair and green eyes, and the other had
baby-blond hair and gray eyes. Both men were beautiful but not as
beautiful as his men, his mates.

“Is he okay now, Kai?” the man with the red hair asked Mr. Sex

Appeal. At least he knew the man’s name now. The man with the red
hair almost seemed shy to look at Harry, but then he realized that he
had been naked in the club and now he sported a man’s shirt that must
have come from his Greek god and the locked collar he had worn
around his neck for two years now sat on the table next to sofa in
three pieces. Finally, the damn things off!

“Yeah, he’ll be fine, Paul. Kai gave him some blood, and he’s all

healed now, aren’t you, baby?” The Greek god looked down at him
with a huge smile on his face.

“Yes. What did the blood do exactly? I don’t feel any pain, and

my back feels better than it has in months. I’m sorry. I just don’t
know much about vampires,” he said timidly. The last thing he
wanted was for these people to look down on him for being naive and
stupid about not knowing what vampire blood could do. He distinctly
heard both men across the room utter the exact words he had just
spoke, and from the looks on their faces, they were kind and patient
men, nothing like Master, and he felt grateful for that.

“Baby,” Kai began, “my blood has a sort of healing ability in it so

when someone has my blood, any lasting injuries are healed. Plus you
had lost a lot of blood. Feeding you my blood healed you of any scars
you maintained on your body from that asshole and also worked as a
sort of transfusion from the blood loss.”

“Oh. Okay. I suppose you think I am really dumb. Here I am a

part of your world and I didn’t even know what your blood can do for
me. How stupid is that?”

“It’s not stupid, baby. It just means you weren’t taught this stuff

when you were younger when we all learned about other supernatural

Christine Shaw

beings and their powers. That reminds me, what exactly are you? I
can’t sniff out what you are exactly,” the Greek god asked.

As Harry drew himself from the depressing memories from his

time with Master, he said, “I am a demon, lust demon to be exact. We
are rare. The drawback being we give off a strong scent alerting any
supernatural being to our presence, and any human will be attracted to
us, but Master broke me down.”

“What do you mean broke you down? That man is not your

master. If he comes within looking distance of you, he will be dead
before anything happens.” His Greek god growled.

“That is what he asked me to call him for as long as I have known

him. And the only ability I have is to heal people. Of course that
doesn’t include myself. Master basically broke me down physically
and mentally with his punishment, and I haven’t been able to use my
demon abilities for almost eighteen months now. Without using my
ability as a lust demon and my regular demon powers, I was unable to
get away from Master. Of course I have tried, and every time I have
always gotten caught. About four months ago I finally gave up trying
because he would just hurt me all the more.”

“He is human, though! How in the hell can he break a lust demon

down? If memory serves me right, you guys are the most powerful of
all demons. Dark, we cannot allow that man to get anywhere near
Harry again. He is mine, and I will be damned if I lose him to that
slime ball.”

Oh. Harry now knew the Greek god’s name was Dark. Fitting, he

thought wryly. The fact that these incredibly hot men were not only
his but were hell-bent on keeping him for themselves made
everything pale in comparison.

“I am only twenty-three. Demons do not come into their power

until they turn twenty-one, and unfortunately I began seeing Master
shortly after my twenty-first birthday. I never had chance to come
fully into my powers.

The Dom for His Alpha

“I found myself facing the lust within me. Needing it, craving it,

and so I began regretfully sleeping around to gather as much lust as I
possibly could. One evening I met Master at a meet-and-greet party
for a BDSM group in Dallas. We began talking and decided to
indulge ourselves in a bit of fun.

“In the beginning it was fun. The amount of lust I fed from Master

was amazing, but as soon as we decided to try twenty-four-seven
roles, he collared me. That is when he changed. He began demanding
things I could not give him, refusing to let me leave the house even to
do shopping, and when I couldn’t give him something, he would beat
me. At first it was a few harder slaps here and there and gradually
worked its way up to what you saw on the stage. That was because we
didn’t have any tomatoes to put on his sandwich, and when he found
out, he flipped.”

Harry felt the tears begin once more as Dark held him tighter,

obviously refusing to let him go. He loved it, the feeling of being
cherished and cared for even after so little time, and under the
circumstances, it felt invigorating enough for Harry to cut off the sobs
and look up around the four men, each now with sympathy crossing
their faces.

“Every time he would finish beating me, he would fuck me

without any stretching beforehand. Any time, any place he felt like it,
he would bend me over and fuck me rough and hard to the point of
pain each and every time. Then instead of him looking after me and
soothing my wounds, I would have to clean him up and take care of
my wounds once he had fallen asleep, and it is very difficult to reach
the middle of your own back to rub lotion in, so the majority of them
ended up scarring over after time until Master would break them open
once again. This alone caused me to feel weak from blood loss. Lack
of feeding and lack of nutrition prevented me from using any of my
abilities and leaving his ass. This caused my scent to drop
significantly to the point not even I myself could smell it.”

Christine Shaw

Harry looked up from Dark’s chest to see four identical faces

flushed crimson in anger. Harry could see Dark’s body stiffen up
more and more as each second ticked by. Harry had a feeling it was
because he was trying to remain seated with him rather than sniff
Master out and kill him.

Kai then came up and wrapped his arms around both Harry and

Dark just as he brought his lips to Harry’s ear. “He will never touch
you again. My blood healed every welt, every scar on your back, your
sexy ass, and your thighs. You have my word, nobody touches my
baby but me and our sexy alpha here. You hear me?”

Harry just lay there trapped between the two large bodies, sighing

in contentment and complete, utter happiness as he just nodded his
understanding.

The Dom for His Alpha

Chapter 5

Kai woke up to a warm, wet mouth on his cock. Before he even

opened his eyes, he knew that mouth belonged to Harry. Sure Kai was
a big, bad Dom and he thrilled in the pain-pleasure he could give his
subs. It made him feel powerful, ten feet tall, and in charge. Yet times
like this he just loved the feeling of sitting back and watching his sub
take what he needed, what he wanted from his Dom, and if that was
Harry sucking on his ten-inch cock, then he was all for it. To Kai it
made him feel invincible that in order for his sub to fulfill his needs
and to release, he must come to Kai. This is exactly what the little imp
was doing right now. He was taking what he wanted from his Dom
and in return earning himself a reward.

Kai reluctantly pried his eyes away from the sexy twink sucking

his cock like a pro to look over at his alpha, his mate, his sub and
noticed his eyes closed, but he was obviously awake and the jerking
movement coming from under the covers showed that he had been
woken up the same way as he had.

It was bliss. Having not one but two sexy men in his bed and

having his smallest mate devour his ten-inch cock like an expert was
amazing. Then his larger alpha mate not a few inches from him
having his cock jerked to the same ferocity that his was being sucked.
He could tell he was going to have a lot of naked days in bed with his
men. His justification? Harry’s a lust demon, and it’s my job to feed
him accordingly. At least that was what he told himself.

The lips wrapped around his cock increased their suction. Harry

kept clenching and relaxing his throat muscles as he worked his way
down Kai’s shaft and then let his pierced tongue run the length of his

Christine Shaw

cock before starting the motion all over again. It was a strange
feeling, one that both relaxed him and tensed him at the same time. It
made his orgasm come up far sooner than he had anticipated.

Dragging his mate off of his cock, he brought the man up to

straddle his hips as he admired the view. Sure, he had seen Harry
naked the previous night, but he had been bloody and beaten. He
hadn’t really taken notice of anything besides healing him, but now he
could admire his mate for all his worth. His mate had both nipples
pierced, with bright red rings through each of them, and he latched
onto the left nipple as Dark obviously got the idea and latched onto
the right while looking at the rest of his body.

Harry writhed and moaned, wriggling his hips and grinding his

rock-hard erection into Kai’s until Dark grabbed both erections in his
hands and started pumping. The sensation was getting too much. He
needed to be inside his mate and finish the claiming before his balls
dropped off.

Removing the pebbled nub from his mouth, Kai turned Harry

around on his lap and flipped them to land on top of Dark. Luckily his
alpha-mate was more than capable of holding both Kai and Harry up.

Grabbing the lube from the nightstand, Kai slicked up both hands

as he set to work stretching both his mates out before he went insane
with lust. The sight below him didn’t help any either. Dark and Harry
were locked together in a tangle of limbs as they passionately kissed
one another, tongues darted out, and teeth nibbled bottom lips. The
sight was both torturous and erotic. He needed both his mates, and he
needed them now!

Rubbing a lubed finger each over of his mates’ holes granted him

two muffled groans. The sight of both his mates together and enjoying
his touch broke down some of the dominant self-control he had prided
himself on all those years. Pushing in a finger to each hole got him
even more muffled groans, and both his mates began humping each
other, rubbing their cocks together as they impaled themselves on
Kai’s fingers. Kai soon added a second to each man and began

The Dom for His Alpha

scissoring them every which way to stretch them both out. Crooking
his fingers slightly on the outward action earned him two screams of
pleasure from his men has he rubbed over their prostates. Adding a
third, Kai made quick work of stretching out his men. He needed to
feel them, and god help him if he didn’t get it now.

Kai leaned over Harry’s back until his lips lightly brushed his ear

as he nipped on the lobe before whispering, “How would you like our
alpha’s cock deep inside your ass as I take our mate, Harry?”

“Hell yes. Now, do it, now!” he begged as he rose up from Dark’s

mouth, grabbed the man’s cock at the base before impaling himself on
in one swift movement, and began bouncing on the huge cock, Kai
saw the shaft disappearing into his smaller mate’s ass. The site was
beautiful, erotic, carnal, and startling all rolled into one. It showed
that his mate was enjoying this, but he supposed that was what he got
when the demon hadn’t fed for a long time, especially when it was
from an emotion like lust. He was more than happy to help the little
guy out. And they had two years to make up for.

Dark’s husky voice came through to him like a bolt of lightning,

ripping him from his musings as his mate kept moaning, “Put it in,
Kai. Put it in.” The words barely registered in his brain as he numbly
obeyed. He lifted Dark’s legs so his knees rested in the crook of his
elbows as he thrust easily and swiftly deep into his mate.

The three of them soon worked out a rhythm. Harry impaled

himself on Dark over and over, a sight Kai couldn’t remove his gaze
from, and was building up his orgasm to the big crescendo of a finish.
Kai, on the other hand, fucked Dark, pulling his cock out until only
the head stretched his mate open for him before plunging back into
the warmth and rubbing his mate’s prostate. Soon Kai’s fangs
descended, and he could tell that Dark’s canines had descended also
as the man began silently moaning.

As Kai drank from his willing mate he was filled with both his

mates’ unique scents, as well as the taste of delicious blood in his
mouth. He was bombarded with feelings of love and overwhelming

Christine Shaw

joy at knowing these two men who currently occupied his every
thought were his forever. He wouldn’t have been able to explain how
it made him feel if his life had depended on it. It just felt as if
something had clicked into place and he now had two men to share
his life with. His life was now perfect.

For a supernatural to complete the mating bond, they must feed

off of the blood of their mate. An exchange of blood had to be made
in order to truly belong to one another, and there was no option of Kai
ever letting his men go, not even to death. Dark must have caught
onto his thoughts because he brought one clawed hand from Harry’s
hip to cut himself on the neck before Kai lowered them both so Harry
could suck on their mate’s life essence. His mate looked hesitant as he
looked back to Kai for clarification. His mate was so innocent.

“It’s okay, baby. You will love it, and this is the only way to

complete the mating bond between us.”

Harry must have thought it okay because he lowered his head to

Dark’s neck and began sucking on it. Kai could see his mate’s neck
moving as he took gulp after gulp of the nectar just as he had from
Kai not twenty-four hours ago. Dark then bit into the left side of
Harry’s neck and began sucking the blood from the very source just
as Kai struck on the right.

There was a blinding light shone at the back of his eyelids as Kai

sucked on the sweet blood. He saw a white light so pure that seemed
to wind around all three of them as they lay connected like that before
his balls drew up tight. Just before he started spurting into his mate’s
clenching hole, he heard Harry and Dark scream as loud as possible as
they came, too. The amount of cum that came from Harry’s cock and
the sounds he was making were the indication Kai needed to know
Dark’s knot had latched onto Harry’s prostate, which happened
whenever a werewolf had intercourse.

He had never felt it himself because every time he and Dark had

had sex he had always been the top, but the thought of his knot
latching onto Harry’s sweet spot made his soft cock twitch inside

The Dom for His Alpha

Dark’s hole. He couldn’t wait to spend eternity with his men and learn
every contour, every sweet spot on their unbelievably sexy bodies.

* * * *

The first day with his mates was the best he had ever had,

beginning with the incredible three-way sex they had indulged in first
thing. Harry still couldn’t believe he had woken up and felt brave
enough to just suck the man’s cock into his mouth as if he had been
doing it for years. They were both very receptive to his touch, and he
loved that. After several minutes of cuddling, they had opted to have
individual showers for two reasons. First, the shower wouldn’t occupy
him and two larger-than-average men at once. The second, if they
somehow managed to fit in the shower, they would never get back
out, and there were plenty of things they had to get done. At least that
was his men’s excuse.

Lastly on the agenda had been to have breakfast, and after the

shabby attempt of Kai giving him cereal, Harry had opted to claim the
kitchen as his domain as he ordered both his men out of the room so
he could make a proper breakfast for them. His men had soon agreed
to give him cooking duty once they had tasted his pancakes with a
twist—the twist was a dash of lemon and lime flavoured water to give
the pancakes a fresh citrusy taste and also helped with making the
pancakes appear frothy and light. The result would have been three
thumbs-up from each man if that was possible.

Following breakfast, Kai and Dark had explained to him that Dark

owned a third of the club they had met in the previous evening and
now that ownership reverted to Kai and Harry also. They had also
discussed Harry’s need for more clothes and decided that they would
need to take him shopping later on in the day after a long argument
over the pros and cons of Harry walking around naked for the rest of
their lives. But one thing they had agreed upon was that nobody
would see him naked except for both his men.

Christine Shaw

Dark took Harry shopping. Kai claimed that he had business to

take care of considering everything he had was back in New York. He
kind of wished he could have gone to New York, but Kai didn’t feel it
necessary to go back there when he could have everything shipped
over. Harry had never been out of Texas.

On the way to the mall, Dark had assured Harry that he should get

everything he ever dreamed of having and nothing less, regardless of
price. Reluctantly, Harry had agreed as his mate had that stern alpha
look about him, dictating that Harry not argue about the matter. But as
soon as he stepped out of the room and Dark handed over his credit
card, he soon became interested. He may have gone overboard with
what was claimed as “necessary” and what could be claimed as greed,
but he got them anyway, deciding that his men needed to see the real
Harry before they went any further in this ménage of theirs.

As soon as they had got back, Kai had been all over them.

Considering they had been out all day shopping, had come back with
practically half the entire mall, and had lunch out, Kai had somehow
done a lot more. Apparently he had been on the phone to New York
all morning, quitting his job at the hospital, selling his apartment to a
guy who had wanted the place for years, and requesting a moving
company to go in and collect any personal items they found in the
place and make sure they were all flown to Texas immediately. He
had then apparently organized for contractors to come out and get the
house they now lived in up to scratch and to make it the perfect home
for them. Harry had been overwhelmed that somebody could do so
much within a few short hours. But that was his mate, and he wasn’t
any ordinary man.

Now Harry stood looking into the bathroom mirror wondering

whether to do this. He had put on his favorite outfit and all the
“accessories” he had bought to go with it. He didn’t know whether his
mates would love it or hate it, but sure enough, he had to do this. The
thought that his mates might not like him in the outfits he had chosen,
the way he loved to dress, even though Master hadn’t allowed him to

The Dom for His Alpha

wear them, made him nervous. So instead, he made his way out the
bathroom and down the stairs until he stood at the bottom step facing
the living area just behind where his mates sat cuddling on the sofa
while watching some baseball game.

His mates looked so cute like that. Kai sat next to Dark with one

arm and leg draped over him as Dark wrapped his long arms around
Kai’s shoulders and rested his chin on top of the man’s head. Dark’s
body was so large it seemed impossible to cuddle up to, even for their
dominant mate, Kai. Harry couldn’t believe how lucky he had gotten
when both men turned around to look at him. As their eyes bulged out
of their sockets and their mouths hung wide open he swore he could
see the men’s stomachs. Although their looks made him all the more
anxious about what they thought, he couldn’t suppress the giggle that
came from his lips as his men growled at him, obviously with
approval, as they stalked toward him.

Harry stood there in the tightest, black skinny jeans, blood-red

cotton shirt with the neckline he cut himself so one sleeve hung off
the shoulder, and bright red pumps. He had on jet-black eyeliner,
including a little sexy flick at the corner of his eyes with felt-tip
eyeliner, clear lip gloss, and red nail polish to show off his features all
the more. If they didn’t think of me as twink before, they do now. Both
men walked toward him with predatory looks in their eyes.

Standing in front of him, both men seemed to assess his outfit

choice, and Kai held his hand out for Harry to take before twirling
him round to get a view of his backside also. Both men gasped when
they saw the tiny string sticking out of his jeans where his thong
disappeared. It would have been easier to go commando, but he felt
the thong looked that much sexier.

For the longest time, neither man said a word, just watched his

face then drifted their gazes up and down his body. The silence drove
him crazy. He wanted them to say whether they liked it or not, and he
began to feel self-conscious when they both planted neutral looks on

Christine Shaw

their faces before Dark said, “So this is why you wouldn’t let me see
what you bought?”

Still wondering what they thought, Harry didn’t trust his view on

what looked good or not. He just knew what he liked and what felt
comfortable. He just gave a slight nod. “Hmmm,” was all Kai could
muster. Whether it was a good hmmm or bad hmmm, he didn’t know.
He hoped for the former, though. After more agonisingly slow
moments, he finally found his voice. “This is how I always dressed
ever since I knew I was gay, probably even before then, at least until I
met Master. He wouldn’t let me where anything flattering, claiming
that if I looked even half decent, I would find somebody else as my
master.”

Both men then moved from their places opposite him to encircle

him in their arms before Dark’s husky voice broke through. “He was
an idiot, and you, my mate, are one sexy fucker dressed in red. If you
dress like that every day, you won’t have any clothes left by end of
the week after I rip them off.” Dark looked at his other mate “What do
you say, Kai?”

“I think he looks good enough to eat. The red just makes me crave

to bite into you and feast on you like I’m a vampire possessed. It is
hot as hell, and I love it.” He growled.

“Yo–you really like it?” he stammered, not sure if he just heard

what he thought they said.

“We love it,” they both grunted before he felt mouths descend

upon him.

Kai plastered to his front and kissed his mouth with as much drive

as a bull seeing red. Of course that was exactly what it was. Dark
wrapped his arms around his shoulders and pulled on both nipple
rings, causing Harry to arch his back and moan into Kai’s mouth. As
Harry’s head fell back onto Dark’s shoulder, Kai released his mouth
to kiss Dark with as much passion and drive as he had just kissed
Harry, and it scared Harry to all ends that it made his cock hard

The Dom for His Alpha

enough to pound nails. Watching his two men kiss each other was
making Harry go into a complete state of heat.

Naturally the mating bond is what drove them together, but the

intensity and the feelings Harry felt growing for these two men, his
vampire and his alpha, drove him crazy with lust. Feeling their lust
for him and each other at the moment fed him like he had never been
fed before.

At first he would feel a slight stirring that ran its course

throughout his entire body, causing every nerve to stand on end. As
the lust grew to disproportionate amounts and built into an orgasm for
Harry’s man, it gave him so much pleasure and satisfaction it would
send electrical shocks throughout his entire body. Every nerve would
be filled with not only his own but also his partner’s lust, and that
seemed to heighten and trigger his own climax. And when his lover
would climax, it felt like the pinnacle. Every ounce of lust and
pleasure from his partner would wash over and through his every cell,
invigorating his entire body and in the process increasing his own
climax. He would feel every pulse, every shudder, and the exact
moment his lover’s cum would spurt from his slit to splash Harry’s
inner passage. The experience was always mind shattering.

Being a lust demon, he had to be involved in regular sexual

activities of any kind to feed off of the lust of his sexual partners to
remain strong and to use his powers. All demons had the same powers
as if they were extra senses, such as healing others and the ability to
manipulate fire in size and intensity, as well as the ability to walk
between the earth plane and the demon plane. When a demon came
into his or her powers at twenty-one and realized the emotion they
must feed off of for the rest of their life, one extra power came to
them. Usually the power was randomized and eventually would let
itself be known before long. Harry’s power was the ability to tell
when a person was lying. He imagined it wouldn’t be of any use when
fighting, but it had become useful when he was around others and
needed to know the truth. He just had to figure out a way to tell his

Christine Shaw

mates they couldn’t lie to him about a thing even if it was as small as
whether they wanted red or brown sauce on their bacon sandwiches.

That simple, little fact caused Harry to make the decision that he

did. He pushed Kai away with all the energy he could muster until the
man took the hint and stepped back. Obvious worry outlined his eyes
as he looked down at Harry as if searching for any harm he may or
may not have caused. “You didn’t hurt me,” Harry blurted out to save
him the worrisome search of his mate. The last thing he needed right
at that moment was his mate’s hands all over him.

Stepping out of Dark’s arms, he took several deep breaths as he

tried to find some way of explaining his actions just moments ago.
Luckily enough he didn’t have to when his mates asked, “Are you
okay?” in unison.

Before he could even come up with the words in his brain, they

seemed to leave his mouth. “I don’t know you, either of you. We met
just last night, and the only thing I seem to know is your names,
where Kai’s from, his chosen career, and that Dark’s the alpha of the
pack I have just suddenly found myself a part of. I have no idea why
you wanted to become a doctor, Kai. I have no clue on how and why
you wanted to become an alpha and I have no thought on how this
relationship is going to work and what roles we all will play in this.”
He gestured between the three of them before finishing. “I want to
know what makes you both the men that I am falling for so quickly. I
want to know the troubles you have, your fears, but most of all I want
you to want to know all about me. I don’t like secrets, and I want
everything between us to be perfect.”

Suddenly a knock came at the door, but no one ventured to answer

it. After a few moments and no word from either of his men, the door
knocking began to get frantic. It began to get louder and louder until
Harry thought the door might snap any second now. Then he found
Dark and Kai both kneeling in front of him, both men reaching out to
take one of his hands in both of theirs before kissing each finger and
thumb and turning to look at him with small smiles on their faces.

The Dom for His Alpha

Dark finally spoke. “Baby, we know it’s a lot to handle going from
someone who abused you for so long to two men who want nothing
but for you to be happy, and it’s only natural you want to know all
about us, and we want to know about you, too. But how about for now
we answer our door because quite frankly, I don’t want our door
breaking today.”

Harry nodded and turned to watch Dark answer the door as Kai

brought him back into his embrace from behind. Harry easily
snuggled back into the man’s arms as the guy from the night before,
Paul, he remembered, barged past Dark to see both him and Kai
before a breath of relief made its way past his lips.

“What’s the meaning of this, Paul?” Kai demanded in a gruff

voice as his arms stiffened up around Harry.

“You haven’t heard. I was told you guys were at the club. I am

glad to find out that’s not true.” Turning back to Dark to address him
directly, he said in a strained voice, “There’s been an incident. The
club got attacked. Luckily nobody was in at the time, and there isn’t
that much damage except the porch has been burned down and soot
has made its way into the foyer, but the fire department reckons it was
an arson attack. A member of our pack was running through the
woods and noticed the porch on fire before it could progress to the
main building. The rumour going around was that you were in the
building as it caught on fire.”

Paul looked frantic and freaked out in Harry’s mind, but from

what he remembered of the layout of the club, Dark’s office was right
above the foyer, which would have caught on fire also. Thank god
they hadn’t been there.

“Who told you that? I’ve been in town with Harry all day,

shopping, and Kai’s been here sorting out his stuff in NYC. What do
you mean an arson attack happened?”

As the words registered in Harry’s mind, he could only come up

with one reason. “Master,” he croaked. Everybody turned to look at

Christine Shaw

him in astonishment. Kai’s hold tightened even more around his
shoulders as Dark looked pissed and Paul looked confused.

“Who is this master?” he asked.
“Harry’s old Dom. The asshole from last night where he was

abusing our mate for god knows what stupid reason,” Dark answered
immediately, disgust in his voice evident as he spat out each word.
Paul could only nod, clearly not comfortable talking about it more
than they had to if his minimal wording was anything to go by. Dark
walked toward Harry then once more knelt in front of him. Even
kneeling, the man almost came up to eye level with Harry. “Are you
sure?” was all he said. Harry thought that Dark wanted it to be him
just so he could march right on over to the man and beat him within
an inch of his life for hurting Harry for so long. The devotion was
something he had wanted all his life.

Worming his way out of Kai’s chokehold of an embrace, Harry

wrapped his arms around a tense Dark before whispering, “I don’t
know,” to the man’s skin. Dark visibly relaxed after a few moments
of Harry’s embrace. He looked into Harry’s eyes, conveying every
emotion he felt toward Harry, and the intensity of the stare created
shivers all over his entire body. Then, as if he had picked himself up,
Dark released Harry and looked toward Paul.

“I want two werewolves on patrol at all times around the club

until we figure out who did this. My gut feeling says we aren’t going
to like the answer.”

The Dom for His Alpha

Chapter 6

That first day with both his mates had seemed so perfect, much

better than he could ever have imagined. Lunch and shopping with
Harry had been one of the best experiences of his life. Every time he
came out of one shop to Dark, he had such a bright smile on his face
that Dark would give him anything and everything to keep that smile
on permanently. Unfortunately, since the arson attack on the club,
Harry had become depressed. He no longer had the sparkle in his
brown eyes from before. He had stopped wearing the makeup and the
nail polish. He had reduced himself to wearing the baggy sweats he
had bought for lounging in that did all but make Dark feel lousy at not
having the right thing to make his mate feel better and know this
wasn’t his fault.

He knew how to fuck, boy did he. He knew how to be fucked. He

even knew how to deal with a pissed-off mate, but one thing he didn’t
know how to deal with was a disheartened one.

The past five days had been the same for them. Harry had woken

up well before they had, and by the time they had gotten up, Harry
had made a fabulous breakfast as per usual and had his own shower.
He refused to allow either of them to touch him unless it was to give
him a morning kiss. It was as if he felt afraid somebody was going to
hurt him—which was ridiculous considering Dark or Kai would never
hurt Harry in any way, shape, or form.

He had an inkling of what was the matter. They all did, but five

days had passed, the club had been restored, and nothing more had
happened. Kai had said that they should all stick together for now—
strength in numbers as he quite rightly said, and Dark wouldn’t want

Christine Shaw

it any other way. Just as they reached the club, Dark driving and Kai
in the passenger seat with Harry in the middle, Harry looked as if he
didn’t want to be there. Exchanging a look with Kai, he mouthed to
him he had a plan as to calm the nerves of their mate.

Once in the club, all three men made their way down to the

hardcore level. Kai approached the place with as much calm, cool,
and collection as if he had been here a thousand times already. It
reminded Dark of his last master. The master who had left him all by
himself.

Jerry had been the best master Dark could think of. Even though

the man was his first and only master, the man had been his first love.
They had been together all of eight years. Jerry and Dark had lived in
a two-bedroom apartment in town at the time. Jerry was the original
owner the club before he left. He realized he had lied to his mates
about the origin of the club, but the memories were too painful to talk
about.

Dark had met Jerry the first time he went to the club some eight

years ago. At that point Dark had just returned to Texas from his trip
to Asia. It had been Dark’s way of getting away from Ethan and the
light pack for a while. It was then he decided to check the place out.
The owner of the club had met his eye from across the room—of
course he hadn’t known that at the time—and Dark had the courage to
walk right up to the man with a confident smile on his face when he
noticed the sexy man stare right back at him with a seductive grin. Oh
how he had loved that grin. It could break every bit of his control and
allow Jerry to do all that he wished. His body suddenly became
Jerry’s toy, and he loved it that way.

Jerry must have seen something he liked in him though, because

the man allowed him into his home when Dark had none and made
Dark his sub. The training had been fantastic, the punishments even
better. Spank after spank, flog after flog, even whip after whip burned
his skin, and the feeling became addictive but not much more than
being fucked by him after said punishment-training session. Jerry

The Dom for His Alpha

always lost focus and control when he saw the welt marks on his ass
and upper thighs and would fuck him into the spanking table he was
strapped to, but one fateful morning after they had gotten home from
the club, Dark had woken up to find the bed empty and an envelope
attached to the collar his master had given him, the one he wore
twenty-four-seven. The envelope contained a few pieces of paper and
a much smaller envelope. This envelope contained the only key to his
locked collar, the very same one attached to a chain that his master
had worn all the time, and now he had possession of it. He didn’t like
it.

Tears streamed his eyes as he looked at the pieces of paper. One

had the deed to the apartment printed on it with Dark’s name on it in
Jerry’s place. The next had been the deeds to the club, again changed
into his name alone. The third was a letter from Jerry himself.

Dearest D,
I am sorry to leave you like this under such short notice. I have no

explanation to tell you as to why I am leaving, but please know this.
You will never see me again. I realize it is a shabby way to leave, I
had no choice. I loved you with all my heart, as a partner, a
submissive, and my best friend. You were my companion through hell,
and everything we have been through means the world to me. I will
always miss you and care for you.

One day you will go on to meet the loves of your life, your mates.

They will care for you and do things for you that I was never capable
of doing.

Enclosed with this letter is the key for your collar. You are

officially free to take it off as I am no longer your master. I have also
provided you with the deeds to both the apartment you sit in now and
also the club we both hold dear in our hearts. Consider it my way of
repaying for the shabby way I have left you.

Please know I never intended for this to happen.
I love you with all my heart and always will.

Christine Shaw

Love, Jerry xxx

The letter had been emotional to read. By the end of it, tears had

been spilling out of his eyes as he read it time and time again. The
words never changed, but every time they seemed to rip another piece
of his heart out.

Never again did the club hold this safe, exciting vibe for him.

Never had the apartment they had shared for eight years together felt
so bare, so quiet, and so lonely without Jerry there. Dark did the only
thing he knew how to do. He made his two best friends in the whole
world, Trip and Paul, his partners in the business as they completely
stripped the house of all its decorations, equipment, and completely
redesigned the club and the structure of how business was conducted.

It hadn’t been that he didn’t want another Dom. He knew when

his mate finally came along the man would more than likely be the
dominant one of the two despite his stature. In fact he had craved
having a master and a mate in the same man. But the initial pain of
being abandoned by the man who was supposed to look after his
needs emotionally was big, and he couldn’t possibly have ignored it.

At first it did nothing for him, but eventually as he began to get

used to it all, he began to like the club again, but he never felt excited
to be in the club. He had never felt the need to submit to any man,
never felt the energy of walking into a private room to play until now.

Dark came back from his thoughts to find they had made their

way to the hardcore section of the club as Kai was opening the door to
room thirteen, the dungeon suite. The room was the best equipped of
them all. With sex swings and trapeze bars hanging from the ceiling
for bondage use, it also had a glass-wall-enclosed shower with about
three or four different knobs for different uses.

A spanking bench sat in the corner of the room, ready to be

moved out when needed. Shackles and ropes and handcuffs hung up
on hooks above the bench where Kai set down a huge, black duffel
bag. Dark hadn’t seen Kai carry it out of the house or even saw it

The Dom for His Alpha

before. Must be his from NY when Kai’s belongings arrived earlier,
he thought.

“On your knees, pets,” Kai ordered
Dark couldn’t believe what he was hearing. How was he meant to

go through a scene with his mates after what had happened? He
hadn’t even bottomed at all since Jerry left and to bottom in a scene
was going to be a first since the man left. He wondered if he would
still enjoy it. He decided he would at least try. But as he saw Harry
quickly get down onto his knees, shaking with excitement, Dark
looked over to Kai, who was standing there waiting for him to get to
his knees by Kai’s feet.

Reluctantly, he did it. He got on his knees and crawled to his

mate’s feet beside Harry. Kai must have seen the apprehension in his
eyes because he leaned down and crooned, “You need this. I can tell
just as much as you can. We will talk about it later, but for now enjoy
and let go. Let me send you to a place you haven’t been in a very long
time.”

Dark nodded his understanding. Kai somehow knew his train of

thought, and that fact reassured him that he could do it and he would
love every second of it. One word was all it took to unleash the true
submissive in him. “Naked.”

Dark raced to get his clothes off in record time wanting, no,

needing his mate’s handprint on his ass. Small whimpers came from
Harry as he undressed, handing every article of clothing to Kai with a
big, goofy grin on his face. Once they were both naked, Dark knelt
back at the feet of his mate, eyes looking to the ground in show of
submission and respect.

Suddenly he heard a click, and then smooth metal enclosed around

his neck. He fingered the metal along his neck and realized he had
just been collared. The feeling of a collar around his neck invigorated
him in a way he hadn’t felt for years. He still felt scared at what
would come next, but he craved what Kai was going to do to him. A
mirror was held in front of him and Harry as they both looked at each

Christine Shaw

other’s reflections and the collars around their necks. Harry’s was an
extravagant red leather collar with diamond studs in the center going
around the entire length of the collar with a small, metal ring at the
front. Dark’s, on the other hand, was a plain and simple silver chain.
Both had a baby blue K for Kai in the center, the same color as his
eyes.

The feeling of the chain choker around his neck made him feel

just like it had eight years ago when Jerry had collared him for the
first time. He loved the feeling of finally having a master again. He
always thought it would make him feel inferior or depressed for the
past, but it didn’t. This was a new start, a new beginning, a new
master, and this time he wouldn’t be abandoned. He beamed up at Kai
with his acceptance and understanding of the collar as Kai pointed
them both to the wall restraints.

Facing the wall, Kai strapped Harry and Dark in to the restraints

side by side so they were spread-eagled, before Kai began to talk in a
dark husky tone. “The past five days I have had to watch you, Harry,
detach yourself from both Dark and me. We are your mates, and you
should talk to us about how you feel when you feel it. Considering
you haven’t done this, I have had no choice but to collar and restrain
you as my sub. This collar”—he fingered the ring in front of the
collar—“shows that you are mine and mine only.”

“You”—he looked at Dark—“I realize you have had a bad

experience with masters in the past from your body language as you
realised my intentions, and you should have told me. We do not keep
secrets from one another. You understand?” He waited for both Dark
and Harry to answer him, but when they only nodded, he spanked
Dark on the ass, and from the whimpers coming from Harry, he had
spanked Harry, too.

“Yes, Master,” they parroted.
“Good. Now for your punishment.” Harry suddenly tensed up and

began to tremble, but Dark couldn’t blame the little man since he had
such a bad experience with his old Dom and so-called “punishment.”

The Dom for His Alpha

Dark let Kai deal with this one while Dark just reached out for
Harry’s bound wrist.

“Baby, calm down. Look at me.” Kai waited until Harry turned

his head to look at Kai with Dark just over his shoulder. In the
calmest voice he had ever heard, Kai crooned, “I would never hurt
you, baby, you must know that. Yes, it is punishment, but it will also
feel so good you will be begging me to fuck you hard and fast as I
spank you and Dark into oblivion.”

“You promise?” It was almost a whisper, and Dark wouldn’t have

heard it if not for his werewolf hearing abilities.

“Scout’s honour,” Kai replied, a big grin on his face as he leaned

down to lick at Harry’s lips, demanding entrance and submission from
their smallest mate. Once Kai retracted from Harry’s mouth, his
demeanour changed. He whipped his shirt off before he landed a hard
spank to Dark’s ass. Dark whimpered as the sensation went straight to
his interested cock. As Kai continued to spank and rub their asses
repeatedly, Dark and Harry continued to moan and whimper and cry
out as the pleasure from the spanks became too much. He felt he was
about to come when he felt something cool attach itself to his cock
and balls, trapping them in a forever state of arousal as it squeezed
them to the point he couldn’t climax.

Kai had shoved a cock ring on him, and the feeling made him

crazy with need. He needed his release. He needed everything his
mate could give him and more. Then the spanking began once more.
This time it wasn’t his hand that made contact with his skin. Instead,
it was the unmistakeable feeling of a riding crop landing smack in the
center of his ass crack, right over his puckered hole, soaring his need
into the heavens.

Dark needed it. He needed it so bad he thought he would pass out

from the sensations when he finally got his release. His hole quivered
and his body shuddered as every spank landed on a new part of his ass
or thighs. By the time Dark had mentally counted twenty, with every
strike creating new and buried vibrations right to his aching cock and

Christine Shaw

balls, his cock twitched like a madman. His balls began to take on a
very deep-blue color—bringing a whole new meaning to the phrase
blue balls. Kai kept driving him crazy until he felt nothing.

His eyes closed, and he found himself in a new world, a new place

of forbidden desires, and he felt completely at ease. He felt better than
he had in three years, in fact since the very last time he and Jerry had
played together. He felt oddly peaceful even though he could hear the
sound of what he thought to be a bullwhip in the background, but the
sound was so muted he couldn’t be sure.

He lay in the open field, his ass upturned to the sun’s rays on his

body. He felt amazing, relaxed, and soothed. His body appeared to
weigh nothing as he felt as if he floated, enjoying the sensations
around his body. His ass felt warm and red, his hole clenched and
relaxed several times, and his cock ached with a delicious sense of
contentment.

He felt something cool press against his ass. It was big, but so

slick feeling it was as if somebody was shoving a lubed finger up his
ass to stretch him out. Gradually, the finger in his ass rapidly burst in
and out of his now-needy hole, and then a second entered alongside
the first. The fingers began a scissoring motion in his ass, stretching
him out, and then the fingers hit the walnut-sized gland. He cried out
into the abandoned meadow. He clawed and reached to get the fingers
deeper inside his ass as he began thrust his hips, impaling himself on
the much-needed invading digits. A third entered, and he felt full, but
he still wanted. “More,” he screamed over and over, trying to get
somebody to notice. His eyes closed, squeezing them tight as he
wanted something bigger to fill his ass up.

After what felt like forever to Dark, he got his wish. A large cock-

like object entered him forcefully right to the root, causing him to cry
out hysterically as he was fucked after what felt like so long. The
object didn’t have the heat of a man’s cock to it. It felt harder, much
harder and cooler than a cock, but it had all the ridges of a cock. He
could feel the mushroom-shaped head ploughing in and out of him at

The Dom for His Alpha

rapid speeds. He could feel veins causing a delicious sensation across
the inner walls of his ass, and then he felt vibrations begin and
realized somebody had shoved a vibrating phallus up his ass. He
loved the feeling of the phallus in his ass unlike anything he had ever
felt in a long time. The ridges from the veins in the dildo along with
the vibrations rubbed across Dark’s prostate on every thrust, each one
driving him closer to the mouth-watering orgasm he could already
taste.

He whimpered and cried, humping his hips like a crazed cat in

heat. He rubbed his aching cock and balls he suddenly couldn’t reach
across the velvety feeling of the grass before impaling himself onto
the very large dildo in his ass. He needed his release more than
anything, but he refused to demand it. He knew it would come
eventually. As he let go, all his inhibitions disappeared. Every worry,
every doubt vanished from his brain, and he felt something cool
release his cock and balls, and he knew he was being granted his
climax.

His orgasm came not a moment too soon when he felt his balls

draw up tight, every pore on his body covered in sweat. His hips
gyrated onto the phallus harder, faster than he thought humanly
possible as he allowed it to overwhelm his senses.

He could smell his arousal, he could see the stars begin to appear

behind his closed eyelids, and he could hear nothing but his own cries
of passion and pleasure as he fucked himself into unconsciousness.
His world began to flash. He felt his release leave his balls as it made
its way along his stiff, aching shaft before he erupted. He screamed to
the heavens as his climax shook his very foundation.

Only after several minutes of what seemed to be uncontrollable,

orgasmic bliss did his body begin to come down from its emotional
roller coaster of a journey, and he slumped. His body gave way as
something released his wrists and ankles as his world fell into
darkness.

Christine Shaw

* * * *

Kai sat on the floor, his big, bad alpha mate cuddled up to his side

as Harry lay on his lap. He had yet to take care of his mate’s marks,
but after that session, he felt tired and they all needed a breather.

Dark had collapsed as soon as he had come with the most

powerful orgasm Kai had ever seen, much less been the cause of. He
guessed that maybe his mate enjoyed being denied orgasm for so
long, and boy did he enjoy seeing it. His mate had whimpered, cried,
and screamed. Hell, his mate had even partly shifted and clawed at the
stone wall to get out of the restraints. That’s how badly he had driven
his mate into submission.

Harry had been the exact opposite to Dark. As Dark had been

whimpering and moaning like a slut, Harry had been enjoying himself
a little too much, demanding more and ordering Kai to whip him
harder. Topping from the bottom. If anything, he figured it should
have been the other way around. He figured Harry would have been
silent considering his last experience with a single tail, but he
expected to be right on everything.

Kai had also loved it immensely. Dominating his alpha was

definitely going to be a thrill beyond belief, but with Harry there also?
Spanking them both with his hand, the riding crop, and the bullwhip
he felt on top of the world. Who knew that his mates would like such
kinky play with him? They were perfect. He had known, after he
stretched out both his mates, at their sounds of passion and the smell
of their arousal filling the room, that he loved them. He loved them
with all his heart, and the fact that someone purposefully burnt the
part of the club where his mate’s very office was, in hopes of him
being in there at the time, scared the living daylight out of him.

Harry was a complete pain slut, as he had figured out. Not to the

point of what that asshole did to him, but he definitely liked it hard
enough so he could see the welt marks puckered and red on his skin.
One had even broke the skin right on his lower back, but it had caused

The Dom for His Alpha

his mate so much pleasure that Kai promised himself to explore that
part of his smallest mate soon enough. At the end of the day he could
always heal him with his blood if need be.

Mewling from his side notified Kai that his alpha was waking up

now. He quickly pecked Harry on the lips and smiled down at the
goofy grin Harry wore before looking down into deep, soul-searching,
black orbs that were Dark’s eyes. His mate’s sleepy smile made his
stomach flip as he realized he could never be away from these two
men again. So much had seemed to happen between the three of them
in the last two hours. They seemed closer than ever, and he couldn’t
wait to tell his mates how he felt. Before he could ask how his mate
felt, Dark began talking.

“I have been a member of the light pack for ninety years now.

Ethan had been my hero from the very moment my mother had first
told me about him back when I was nothing but a cub. I vowed that
one day I would meet my hero and I would learn to become a warrior
from the man himself. In 1921, I had made my way over to Texas
where Ethan had taken up residency ten years previous as alpha of the
light pack.

“I moved myself into his territory and was granted access into the

light pack. I even lived my dream. Ethan and I would spend two hours
every day for the first decade practicing and learning different
fighting skills. He taught me how to use my height to my advantage
without it being another’s advantage, too. He even made me one of
his soldiers. Granted, I was low on the totem pole, but still, I was
there, living my dream as any true American should. But then about
thirty years back at the turn of the seventies, he had changed.

“The sixties in werewolf packs were deadly. All the music,

drinking, and drugs made normally calm, relaxed wolves agitated,
paranoid, and violent. It was almost every wolf for himself. With the
seventies and the end of that era, we began to get back on track. We
calmed down significantly, finally lived in proper housing after ten
years, but one thing changed for the worse.”

Christine Shaw

Dark cuddled closer to Kai and reached a hand out for Harry to

take as he took several deep breaths, each one released slower than
the last. Kai and Harry remained silent waiting for Dark to continue.

“There was this clearing. It was beautiful back then. There was

green grass and flowers, and trees covered the entire perimeter. The
place was heaven. I was in love with it. I used to run in my wolf form
to the clearing most evenings and just lie there right in the center as
the bright blue skies would slowly turn red, then orange, and finally
mould into pinks and purples before full dark. But as soon as the
seventies hit and Ethan changed, it became a place of undeniable
anger.

“Ethan brought in a lot of rules for each pack member to obey or

else there would be severe consequences. Ethan couldn’t outright kill
anyone on pack grounds, so he began to take them off pack lands. At
least then, if something happened, he wasn’t responsible for what
occurred.

“In the early nineties, I decided to go for a break. I traveled Asia

for ten years. You could say I was a drifter or a lone wolf. I stayed
well away from shifters in Asia. On the full moon, I would hide out
somewhere for a few hours before I hunted. To be honest, I enjoyed
myself, but it could get lonely from time to time.

“One day I had had enough of Asia, and so I came back here. A

lot had changed by then. There were more buildings, and there were
more people around. The pack had changed a lot, but one thing
remained the same. Ethan Freight. The night I came back after I had
dealt with Ethan and my AWOL status, I went to the clearing,
needing something that resembled peace. When I got there, I saw a
building right in the center. A car park was in front of the building
and a tiny dirt track led to a main road. It was then I saw the club for
the first time.”

Kai couldn’t believe what Dark was telling them. He seemed to

have been through so much shit from this pack, yet he loved it that
much he kept coming back. It was the calling of a great alpha.

The Dom for His Alpha

“As I walked up to the building, I noticed a big burly man

standing at the front of the door. Granted, he wasn’t as big as me, but
in human terms he was big. He let me in the building as a place to get
a drink and relax, and when I walked in, my life changed.”

Kai sat there quietly and listened as his mate told him of his first

impressions of the BDSM lifestyle. Kai was shocked. He knew that
Dark had been a submissive before him. It was clear in how quick he
was to declare himself the bottom to Kai, but he didn’t know the full
story of it until now. He had spent years being abused by someone he
felt was a friend and his childhood hero only to find a master who
took care of his every need just to abandon him. It made Kai’s heart
break for Dark. But thankfully, he was the one who got to cuddle up
to his mate right now. He was the one who got two of the sexiest men
he had ever dreamed of having. He was going to spend the rest of his
life thanking fate for giving him the best mates possible.

“Is that why you challenged Ethan, because he made the pack’s

life miserable?” Harry asked. It was a question Kai had wanted to ask
since meeting his alpha, but the little imp in his lap had more balls to
ask Dark than he did.

“Yes,” was all that Dark answered as he tucked himself into the

crook of Kai’s neck.

“Can somebody help clean me up now? I got cum dripping out my

ass and wounds that are beginning to sting.” Harry pouted. Kai could
tell he wasn’t really mad or upset but trying to lighten up the mood,
and it worked. Kai looked into Harry’s big, brown and unmistakeably
sparkly eyes. He burst out laughing at the bottom lip that was stuck
out on their smaller mate before he leaned in to kiss the pout away
until Harry melted into their embrace before pulling away and kissing
Dark with as much feeling as Kai felt toward his mates.

Christine Shaw

Chapter 7

The next few days flew by without incident. They followed a

daily ritual of fucking, eating, and sleeping. The club had no more
attacks, and Harry began to believe the arson had truly been some
pesky kids running amuck and getting away with it. The fire
department’s investigation had proved insufficient due to lack of
evidence to point the blame at anyone in particular.

Harry sat on the sofa cuddled up to Kai as Dark had gone out to

deal with pack celebrations. Every pack member either brought food
around to the house or demanded the alpha’s presence at dinner
parties. He didn’t mind considering the full moon was in a week and
the pack was busy making preparations to officially introduce Dark
James as the new pack alpha.

The house was a dump also, considering the people they would

have round in seven days’ time. The kitchen had been stripped bare
that very morning. They didn’t even own an oven as of yet and had
been doing all their cooking on the barbeque outside. Even a wall had
been knocked out between the master suite and the guest bedroom
where they had been staying to create a much larger bedroom for the
three of them to share. Everything they were getting was brand new
from the master bathroom down to the very last chair at the kitchen
table.

Apparently Ethan had been an abuser of his members for the

better part of thirty or forty years. He was glad that Dark was alpha
now. He knew his mate would run the pack perfectly and keep his
members happy with the land they required for hunting and playing
when in their wolf form but also keep the pack financially secure.

The Dom for His Alpha

Harry had soon realized that the majority of the pack worked at the
club.

With Trip and Paul the owners alongside Dark, they then had

River and Jay as heads of security and memberships. Four men were
designated for the patrol of each floor of the club at all times as white
angels. Then some men and women worked the bar. It was a true
testament to how a pack should be run, although Harry had no
experience in wolf packs. The tightly bonded group came together
like a proper family. The feeling left a warm and fuzzy feeling inside
him as he snuggled closer to Kai.

Hearing the door bang, Harry turned to see a blood-covered Dark

before the man collapsed, unconscious, to the floor.

* * * *

Light shone into his eyes. He refused to be interrupted by such

blinding light when he was having the most perfect dream of both his
mates cuddling up to him from either side as he slept. Then reality hit
him.

He remembered being attacked from behind as he locked the gate

to his new home. He thought he felt about five sets of hands punching
him, slapping him, and numerous voices shouting abuse at him. He
heard his ribs cracking and breaking He felt steel-toed boots kicking
him, fangs breaking his skin and drinking from him as he began to
feel weak, defenseless, and vulnerable. He thought he would never
see his mates again, yet he was only two hundred yards away from his
home and his mates. Eventually, after what had felt like hours, he
finally made it to the porch and sluggishly swung open the front door
only to lose all energy as the darkness claimed him. The final look he
took in was a look of horror and shock on Harry.

Will that light just piss off? Grudgingly, he opened his eyes to find

both his mates’ heads lying on his chest, arms and legs spread over
him in some sort of defensive maneuver to prevent anyone getting to

Christine Shaw

him. His heart buzzed and fluttered with joy at realizing he was still
with his mates. The light was coming from a source he would have
never thought of before. “Harry.” The light was actually coming from
his mate. A blinding white light that felt amazingly peaceful rather
than painful to his eyes as he thought it would have been.

His mate then stirred, and to Dark it appeared as if the light had

faded slightly, or it could have been his eyes.

“Oh. My. God. Kai, sweetheart, wake your sorry ass up now.

Dark’s awake,” he screeched while shaking their master.

“I am so glad you’re awake. You can never do that to me again.

Understood?” He actually sat back on his heels and crossed his arms
over his small chest and stuck his bottom lip out in the sexiest pout
Dark had ever seen.

As Kai opened his eyes, he immediately shut them again due to

the light coming from his mate’s hands. Kai groaned as Harry realized
light was coming from his fingers. The little imp suddenly went from
a small, pouty smile to a full ear-to-ear grin, teeth showing and all as
he began giggling and jumping up and down on the bed, shouting to
the gods.

His mate looked so cheerful and happy that his giggle became

contagious, and Dark began laughing alongside his mate.

These were the times he lived for. Seeing his mate happy to the

point that no matter what mood he was in he got caught up in the
smiles and laughs, if for no other reason than to enjoy his mate’s
happiness. “What’s up?” Kai groaned, opening his eyes, then noticed
Dark looking directly at him as he smiled down to him and then Harry
with so much love he thought he would burst.

Kai leaned up and brushed his lips with Dark’s in a sensual yet

still toe-curling kiss. Both men turned to see Harry celebrating in his
very own little party. It made Dark wonder what could make the little
guy so enthusiastic.

“It’s back. It’s back.” Harry kept chanting to the skies as if it was

his new mantra. It’s back? What’s back? Dark hadn’t a clue what he

The Dom for His Alpha

was on about. The guy was happy, and he would share when he
calmed down a little.

Of course Kai, the never-ending Dom, didn’t like being out of the

loop as he asked, “What’s back?”

Harry abruptly stopped jumping and twirled to glare at Kai. The

look on his smaller mate’s face was enough to bury any supernatural
six feet under. His eyes turned from warm and comforting chocolate
to a cold, detached, boring brown. His sensual lips went from a wide
smile to a thin white line in a show of distaste. He stood at the end of
the bed, head cocked to one side in a show of confusion as his hands
fisted on his hips. His foot began tapping as if Kai should know what
to say or what he was so happy about. Although Dark never had a
clue to begin with, he wasn’t about to say a thing. He wanted to be on
the good side of his mate.

Kai was actually smart this time and just sat there and kept his

mouth shut. He may be a Dom and several inches taller than Harry,
but the one thing he had quickly learned was he did not want to piss
the little man off, which is exactly what he was doing now.

All of a sudden steam started coming out from his mate’s ears,

actual steam. Then his boxers went up in flames out of nowhere as his
entire body was engulfed in flames. Even at six nine and three
hundred and fifty pounds, Dark wasn’t too macho to admit that he
was afraid. His sexy mate was engulfed in flames as if they appeared
from under his very skin. It didn’t seem to be affecting the bed spread,
which puzzled him greatly. Also Harry appeared to not be in any pain
also. It was very weird to see it, and yet any time he went near Harry
to calm him down, he got burned.

“Baby, please calm down. Let’s just calm the fire down, or else

our home will burn Get rid of the fire, and we can talk about it. Kai
didn’t mean what he said, but right now we are very afraid of what is
going on with you, so how about you help us to help you.”

After a few deep controlling breaths, Harry returned to normal, no

fire in sight, and Dark pulled him into his embrace to cuddle.

Christine Shaw

Sitting back against the headrest, Dark spoke quietly, and in a

calming, soothing voice as he asked, “What was that, baby? The fire,
I mean.”

“It was my powers.”
Dark allowed his mate to calm down and think about it more

before a cheeky smile appeared on Harry’s face. “How cool was that?
Did you see me? I was covered in flames. It was so cool.” He felt
rather…dumbstruck would be the only way to describe it. His mate
had appeared ecstatic about a light coming from his fingers, and now
he was gloating about how cool it was to be engulfed in flames?
Thank god he had an eternity with his mate because he would need it
just to figure out how his brain worked.

“Hmmm,” was the only plausible sound he could make without

freaking out. Once he felt he could control his mouth, he whispered,
“Care to explain?” His mate sat up from his embrace and curtly
nodded his head as he smiled at both him and Kai.

“It’s my power. All demons have powers once they become of age

at twenty-one, right?” He paused, waiting for both men to nod before
continuing.

“My fire abilities won’t hurt you, anyone or anything else unless I

want it to. We can control the intensity of the fire, which includes the
heat of it and how it affects others. You two and our home is safe.”
Dark couldn’t believe it. He had just been attacked, probably within
an inch of his life, and now his mate could engulf him and whoever
else he wished in fire and determine whether it made marks on them
at all or if it turned them into ash. This prospect made his mate appear
very dangerous despite his smaller frame. Hell, Dark figured he was
probably more dangerous than himself, and that idea scared the living
shit out of him.

“I’m sorry for pissing you off, baby. I just didn’t understand how

that light, a sign of you healing our man was making you so happy.
But I get it now, and I am sorry,” Kai pleaded.

The Dom for His Alpha

“It’s okay. I was never mad. I just forgot to realise you have never

had a power taken away from you. Getting it back means I am healthy
and strong enough now to use it. Especially when I did it to help Dark
out.” Harry blew kissy faces in Dark’s direction before becoming
serious.

“What are we going to do about these attacks? Obviously

somebody has it against us for some reason, and now I doubt whether
it is Master or not considering he has never had interactions with
supernaturals except for me, but I never told him what I was or what I
could do. He wouldn’t be able to make fang marks.” Harry
contemplated.

“Well, personally I would have loved it to be him because then I

could have killed one fucker for two reasons. But I have a gut feeling
you’re right. I mean, nobody could bite me like that without being a
supernatural, and my money would go on vampire or werewolf
considering no other creature drinks blood from somebody who isn’t
their mate.”

“I hate to burst your bubble here, but I only smelled werewolf on

you. Five to be exact, and that’s excluding you.”

“I think we need to talk to Paul and Trip,” Dark said.
“Come on then. They are waiting to see you. Didn’t wanna leave

ya till you were better,” Harry said as he pulled some jeans and
Dark’s T-shirt on.

Paul and Trip were right downstairs as Harry said. They had

bright smiles for Dark as he descended the stairs and went into the
kitchen to his beloved coffeemaker. “Hmmm,” he moaned, loving the
taste of the coffee nice and strong as he liked it, before sitting down
with his mates opposite Paul and Trip.

“Good to see you looking good, alpha.” Paul smiled as Trip

snorted

“That’s it, Paul, just suck up to him now just so you can be his

beta. We all know he’s going to pick me, aren’t ya?”

Christine Shaw

Dark just laughed. All the shit flying about in the past ten days

and all they can concentrate on was Dark’s choice he had yet to make
for the beta position.

It had been made clear by the supernatural council that Dark

needed to choose his betas and enforcers for their pack. They had told
him in confidence that although an alpha usually only chooses one
beta and two enforcers that he could in fact have up to two betas if he
so wished. He knew he had already made the decision about who and
how many betas he was going to have but he loved the banter between
his best friends.

“Chill out, okay. I haven’t made a decision yet, and I ain’t gonna

until I find out who the fuck attacked me and who is trying to burn
down my business. I want the culprit found and delivered to me
dead.” He banged his closed fist on the wooden table to express his
aggravation toward this situation.

“We actually got news on that, Dark,” Trip began, wringing his

hands together in nervousness before Paul continued.

“Point blank, Dark. Drake has been going around the pack

members saying he has officially walked out of the pack due to your
shabby leadership and your problems personally concerning your
mates. He is trying to get the pack members to rebel against you and
start a rival pack. Of course nobody but Ethan’s goons are involved as
of yet.”

Dark wondered why Drake was going around saying such blatant

lies. He hoped the pack knew his personality and that he would never
do a thing to put the pack in jeopardy. And how dare the man bring
his mates into this. It unnerved him that the man knew about his
mates and had been watching their house. He had no idea how the
werewolf knew anything about his mates and they certainly had no
problems besides him. It was only a matter of time before the man
struck and when he did Dark vowed he would kill the son of a bitch.

“That doesn’t mean anybody will disagree to it either,” Dark

finished for Paul, who looked worried, a very rare expression on the

The Dom for His Alpha

six-foot-six and four-hundred-pound werewolf. The man had never
lost a fight. He was always the man everybody went to for protection.
He was actually one of the scariest wolves Dark had ever seen.

“You think it was Drake and the rest of Ethan’s followers who set

the club on fire and attacked me last night?” he asked. He had no idea
what he thought about that. If it was Drake and the other four idiots
who aligned themselves without a pack, now officially known as
rogues, who had tried to kill him, he had no idea what he would do.
He wanted to laugh. They weren’t the biggest wolves, but they were
sneaky and cheaters when it came to their fights. They would be no
match for sixty, blood-thirsty wolves this close to the full moon.

On the other hand, they had ways and means pack wolves

necessarily wouldn’t have. They could be in cahoots with other
rogues. Those rogues could be of varying races.

Every supernatural race lived mainly in groups. Werewolves lived

in packs and vampires in covens. The fae and other magic-using
creatures lived in circles. Rogues were supernaturals who for some
reason or another were deterred from their group. Rogues kept to
themselves and a select few others. It would be very plausible for
Drake and the rest of Ethan’s goons to gang up against the pack alpha
and take over his territory.

“Yes,” both his best friends parroted. Dark was seriously

considering the possibility the mystery could be solved so easily and
quickly. But nothing could ever be that simple, could it?

“I hate to be a party pooper or anything, and the decision is

completely yours, babe, but ever since yesterday I have smelled
vampires around here. None I can identify, but I definitely smell
vampires,” Kai said.

Of course nothing could be simple. He knew it. Life always threw

a curve ball at him rather than giving it straight and narrow.
Everything had to be dealt with a handful of complications and
riddles.

Christine Shaw

“I thought you said you couldn’t smell anything but werewolves?”

Harry asked. Dark thought it to be a good point. Kai had said that he
had only smelled werewolves not twenty minutes ago, and now he
was saying he has been smelling vampires for the past twenty-four
hours.

“No. I said I could only smell werewolves who attacked Dark last

night. Otherwise, the past day I have smelled a few vampires, too. But
they had no part in your attack, at least not physically speaking,” Kai
explained. Everything was just peachy. Now they had to deal with
werewolves attacking him, somebody attacking the club, and
vampires running around his land. Just freaking peachy. Everybody
began talking over one another. Nothing came through clearly, and it
began to give Dark the headache of the century. He laughed. It was
the only thing he could do to keep his sanity even if that began to get
a bit hysterical. He had became alpha and then found his mates. The
most work he was meant to do for the time being was to get to know
his mates, claim them, and name his beta and pack enforcers. There
wasn’t meant to be any rogues, werewolf or vampire. There was
meant to be no arson attacks on his business, no intruders on his
private property, and there was definitely supposed to be no attacking
each other within the werewolf community.

“Okay. I want six wolves running around this property with you

Kai. You run toward the vampires you have smelled, and hopefully
we can identify them as soon as possible. Trip, you go and gather
another five of our finest wolves, and make sure to include River and
Jay in the mix. I promised them a good hunt. Paul, you and I are
going to go into my office with Harry and sort through all the papers
Ethan had on the pack. More specifically, Drake and his goons. I want
to know why they are on pack lands at all when they are no longer in
the pack.” Dark dismissed everybody until there was only him, Harry,
and Paul seated at the kitchen table.

Harry continued to stare at him with shock and disbelief written

all over his face. His jaw almost hit the floor as he sat still.

The Dom for His Alpha

“Everything will be okay, baby. I promise,” he said, trying to

reassure his mate he was fine and not leaving any time soon. What
Harry said next turned the tables completely, causing Dark’s jaw to
drop open.

“Oh, I know that you’re fine. I healed you, remember. That’s not

what I’m shocked about. I know you will catch the werewolves and
the vampires and demand what has gone on and why they are on our
lands. But I’m shocked you want me to help with everything. I’m
small and never been useful to anyone before. Even my own family
said I was useless due to my size,” he said as he looked down at
something suddenly interesting in his lap. Dark wouldn’t have his
mate self-doubting, especially not at a time like this. But his mate had
uses that went far beyond the uses of anyone who would be involved
in the fight.

Picking up his mate to straddle his thighs, Dark kissed each

eyelid, his nose, and all along his jaw before finally taking his lips in
a toe-curling kiss. Then he said, “You are not useless, Harry. Yes, this
will most likely end in a fight where lives will be lost if Drake and his
rogues are involved. Would I like you to be within shouting distance
at the time, hell no. I would sooner ship you off to Australia for that
time, but I will not do that.

“There are a lot of papers in that office that require sorting

through as soon as possible, and I trust you one hundred percent. You
are more than capable of identifying something amiss more than
myself and Paul together because you know nothing about the pack
yet and will question more than either of us will. If it comes down to a
fight, you are also equipped to defend yourself and our home with
your powers if anybody tries to get in. I trust you to take honor in my
faith of you and protect what is ours.”

“You mean that?” he asked, fisting Dark’s shirt so hard his

knuckles went white.

Christine Shaw

“Yes, I do, baby. Now come on. Let’s go look through those

files.” He stood up still holding onto Harry as they made their way
into the ex-alpha’s study.

* * * *

Six hours they had spent searching file after file. Some were credit

card statements that showed fuck all and helped them none to finding
out why Drake could be after them and this house. Some were legal
papers of various degrees, and others were just complete nonsense
about every single member of the pack, copies of when they were
born, their original pack, where the pack was located, and first
language. It was like a long contact book based on every member’s
life. Some had red stars next to their names, some had blue hash tags,
and others had private information such as reason for joining the
pack, or something they may have done to break the law—Ethan’s
weird, unwritten law. But it was nothing that would state what Drake
and his men wanted for any reason. Not even Drake himself had
anything that demanded attention to him.

Name – Drake Perkins
Date of Birth – 02.09.1765
Birth pack – die Gier (Germany)
Current pack position – Head of security
Other – unofficial Beta and only other recipient of code

Harry read through the file time and time again, and for some

strange reason felt this code was the key to this investigation, but for
the light in him couldn’t figure out what it meant or how to figure it
out.

Picking up the stack of files on every pack member, Harry shoved

them off to the side of the room for further inspection later when this
mess was said and—

The Dom for His Alpha

Something dropped out of one of the folders. As he picked it up,

he wondered what it was until he realized it was some sort of map. It
reminded Harry of a three-hundred-year-old treasure map from back
in the pirate days. The drawing was faded, and there were numbers
and letters written all over the small sheet.

After twenty minutes of searching this paper, it hit him. He could

see it now and wondered why it had taken so long to figure out what it
was exactly. The lines were drawn in weird ladder-type shapes, yet
too wide to be ladders exactly, and there were multiple ones on the
paper all lined up together like a set of dominos. It reminded Harry of
the library like the one Master used to take him to once a week to take
out a book or two for the week to keep him quiet. But it wasn’t a
typical library. The paper was designed in the same type of paper as
those from the files he had just looked through.

The numbers written on the paper suddenly appeared very familiar

to him, as if he had just seen the numbers elsewhere.

Digging through the files once more, Harry finally came to the file

he was looking for.

Name – Ethan Freight V
Date of Birth – 07.12.1436

Looking back at the paper, he saw they were the exact same

numbers, just jumbled around. The numbers from top to bottom read
14L, 07R, 12L, 36R. It was obvious to Harry that if he jumbled the
numbers round slightly, it made Ethan’s birth date and, with the
letters, sounded like a safe combination, kind of like the one Master
used to keep in the bedroom.

Looking back at the paper, Harry searched for something that

would identify the location of the safe, but with the lines fading, it
was hard to tell. One line stood out amongst the rest though as
something that was old and in need of restoration on the drawn-in

Christine Shaw

bookshelf. Harry tried to think about where he had seen a book that
looked just like that, and then he had it.

Slamming the files down on the floor, causing them to fly all over

the carpet, Harry got up and stormed across the office floor to behind
the desk where Dark currently sat going through some business-type
files.

He began searching the bookshelf, and every time he came across

a book in need of restoration he pulled it out but to no avail. Books
soon made their way across the room, landing in heaps, some ripping,
and some being caught by either Dark or Paul from where Paul sat on
the sofa opposite the old fireplace. Eventually Harry came to the final
section of the wall-long bookcase and still no luck. He began getting
frustrated just throwing any old book from its place on the shelf and
throwing it half way across the room until he came to a copy of
Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne, the first edition
copy, and it appeared in dire need of restoration. The hardcover was
ripped along the spine, the covering was discolored and stained, and
the book was dusty as if it hadn’t been moved for years. For some
reason he thought of one word, bingo.

Gently as to save the piece of mastery from crumbling to bits, he

pulled the book out its slot. Handing it mind-numbingly over to Dark,
he noticed a little glint of metal in the back of the bookshelf. Moving
the books surrounding it, he handed them all over to his partners in
crime until he heard two gasps from somewhere behind him as he
pulled the sheet from his pocket and began turning the dial in the
order of Ethan Freight’s birth date.

07L click, 12R click, 17L click, 36R click.
Finally he heard another click, and the door creaked open when

Harry pulled on the lever. He heard another two shocked gasps as
Harry reached in and pulled out thousands and thousands of dollars.
But it wasn’t the money Harry was looking for. He passed along wad
after wad of cash to Dark and Paul, distantly hearing their laughs,
chuckles and cheers as he handed the money out. Then he hit his

The Dom for His Alpha

jackpot, and he noticed a type of scroll. As he extracted the scroll
from the safe, he carefully carried it back to where he had originally
sat on the carpet in front of the fire and unrolled it, only to gasp
himself in complete shock and disbelief.

“What you got there, babe?” Dark asked from where he sat down

next to him looking over his shoulder at the paper.

“It is history,” was all he said. What could he have said? He had

just found something that was, according to legend, the beginning of
the supernatural world. Something that even humans knew about and
studied, yet nobody had actually seen the full document, the real
document.

“What is it? What do you mean history?” Paul asked, scepticism

lacing his voice.

“It’s called a koine,” he answered, not wanting to give too much

away at this moment until he understood if it was the full document.

“The Greek alphabet? What was Ethan doing in possession of the

Greek alphabet?” Dark asked, confused.

“It’s not the Greek alphabet. The alphabet is only part of the

document,” Harry said

“Okay. So what is the whole document if not what history says it

is?” Dark wondered.

“According to legend, demons are the oldest creatures of our

world. In Greek mythology we were supposedly descended from the
gods such as Zeus, Hades, Ares, et cetera, where the gods were
considered demons because they could control certain aspects of the
world. As demon children most of us were all told the stories of how
demons were the first supernatural creature on the planet. But what
humans have never heard and what was essentially a story to scare
demon children was that the gods back when created the Greek
language and called it the koine. A disease broke out among their
people, and the gods bound together to use their powers to reverse the
effects of the disease. In return for reversing the effects of the curse,

Christine Shaw

they created creatures like themselves, yet aspects would change
among person to person.

“According to legend, some people became feral, turning into

animals of various species, the most common animal, wolf. Others
grew fangs and became increasingly bloodthirsty for human blood,
causing major disruption across Greece. Others gained magical
powers from the gods themselves to influence certain things such as
mind control, telepathy, telekinesis, and control over the elements.

“Some people gained magical powers in other ways, and some

gained magical limitations as such. Demons have these magical
limitations in the form of the specific emotions we must feed off of in
order to remain healthy, although it doesn’t kill us,” Harry explained.

“So you’re saying that this bedtime story of your people is

actually true and we’re all by-products of some disease?” Paul spat
out, obviously not liking the idea of having a disease.

Harry laughed a good, hearty laugh as he looked at Paul’s face as

he scowled at his own words.

“No. I’m not saying that. I’m saying that when the gods used their

powers to save their people, they had to deal with the consequences.
Not even the gods were allowed to play god by intruding with the
course of life. These consequences were in fact powers given to each
and every person affected while also sometimes being a limitation.
Those powers allow the both of you to be able to shift into your wolf
forms. The same powers also gave me the ability to heal others and
engulf myself in fire and also tell whether a person is lying or not. But
due to the fact that we are all different, those effects differ. With
werewolves, it is the color of your furs. With demons, the special
power we all gain that is somehow connected to our specific
emotion.”

“How does that relate to the koine?” Dark asked with one

eyebrow up his forehead.

“The night the gods created the koine is the night the disease

swarmed the village and the gods’ people. The koine was meant to be

The Dom for His Alpha

locked with magic to prevent humans from noticing the magical
element it was created with, but when the gods got wind of the
disease, they immediately went into action to lift it.

“During the meantime, the spell hadn’t locked, and as the gods

sought about eradicating the disease from their people, the spell took
to the document in written form and labeled the different mixtures of
consequences in the document for all to see, even humans. To save
face and the entire village, the gods chose one man or woman from
each list of effects and created a council that we know today as the
high council. The gods then ripped the bottom part of the koine from
the alphabet before handing it over for the humans to look over. The
bottom piece was always assumed as lost to the world as far as we
knew until now.”

Harry just sat there staring at the long lost bottom piece of the

koine as silence rang the room and all three men were deep in thought
at the story. The fact that the legends he was told as a child were true
and he held the reality in his hand created both awe and satisfaction,
but it also created problems. It means they are currently in possession
of a document most evil supernaturals were after, and the last thing
they needed was the document to be in the hands of the wrong person.

The Koine would allow the person holding it to blackmail the high

council and essentially want for nothing. They would be in a position
of great power over the entire community, and if they could hand it
over to the humans, that would then cause an all-out war between
humans and supernaturals.

Christine Shaw

Chapter 8

Kai thought about what he had just told his mate. He realized he

had kept his smelling vampires a secret, but when he had intended to
tell his alpha mate, the man had been beaten up. He had then kept it a
secret to allow his mate the recovery time the man needed.

Kai and Trip soon found River and Jay near the lake at the back of

pack lands on the opposite side of town.

“Riv, Jay. We got present for ya,” Trip shouted. The wolf had a

smirk on his face as he looked out over the water as the two club
security men came to the water’s edge and toward them.

“What’s this about a present, Trip?” Jay asked as he put his jeans

back on after shifting back into human form from his wolf.

“Alpha wants us to gather four of our best wolves and go with Kai

here. He detected vampire scent on our lands just outside alpha’s
house past day or so. We’re going hunting, boys, so get ya change
on.” Trip sounded chirpy at the prospect of finding some rogues.

Kai had expected himself for twenty questions, but as soon as the

guys heard the word hunting their faces grew into wide smiles as they
made the final distance to him and Trip.

“Okay, we definitely gonna want Kelly, Mick, and Grant. They’re

our best fighters apart from us, alpha, and Paul. Then we also gonna
want Brent. He’s our best tracker. Guy’s gotta nose like bloodhound
or something. Might help if the vamps split on us, and then we got
two trackers.” Kai could see and feel the pride coming from this man
at his suggestion. He would have to make sure to tell Dark about his
close friend’s intelligence.

The Dom for His Alpha

After they had gathered their men from the local bar and grill they

usually frequented they made their way back to alpha’s land to find
the vampires they’re hunting.

“So how many you scenting, Kai?” Brent asked. The wolf was

short in comparison to the others, although still tall by human means,
and muscular, yet Kai was quickly finding out he had an excellent
nose for tracking.

“I got ten yesterday morning first time round. Now I got eleven.

They must be increasing numbers,” he replied, not liking the odds
they were at already. It wasn’t uncommon for rogue werewolves and
vampires to join forces as such, but the fact that they were rogues
made all the difference with their unpredictable nature. Most rogues
could be considered unstable.

Rogues wouldn’t normally travel in groups as big as six or seven,

let alone ten and plus. But he felt confident considering he had six of
the light pack’s best wolves with him to fight alongside. They were
also allowed by the high council to fight and even kill rogues if in
uninvited territory, and that was exactly what this was.

After what felt like days running after them, they finally caught up

with the vampires. A fight was on indeed. No word exchanges were
needed here. It was plain and simple. It was an official ruling by the
high council that any other supernatural uninvited onto another’s
grounds is allowed to protect what is theirs. Killing was always
allowed if necessary. Now these vampires were on the hunting
grounds of somebody else who had not invited them onto pack lands,
although it wouldn’t be much of a fight. The vampires looked hungry
and tired after being on the run for hours. Their skin was pale in
comparison to the rosy cheeked look every vampire had after feeding,
and they had dirty clothes and greasy hair. It wasn’t anything
personal, just wrong place and wrong time.

Fangs came out, canines elongated, and claws grew as each side

was ready to fight. All six wolves shifted into their other form as they
readied for battle. The vampires came to them looking forward to

100

Christine Shaw

what they must have thought would be a feast of six large wolves and
a vampire, but they would be surely mistaken as Kai and the wolves
ran toward the vampires. Immediately the smell of blood hit his nose.

His fangs ached to sink into supple flesh as he caught sight of his

first opponent coming toward him. All six wolves and Kai eliminated
eight of the vampires quickly, but before they could get to the others,
they took off as fast as they could. Good riddance, he thought
although he would have liked to kill them.

Kai knew there was no point in going after them. The surrounding

lands were all managed by werewolf packs and no respecting pack
would allow rogue vampires on their grounds. Better they kill them
than they waste their energy. The few humans in their land would
always be protected by the pack anyway to save them if the rogues
decided to feed.

Back at the house, all six wolves dived for the fridge as Kai went

in search for his mates. He found them in the study huddled over what
looked to be an old piece of paper centuries old.

“What we found here?” he called cheerily as he plonked down on

the chair in front of the three men.

“The koine,” Harry cheerily answered in the same singsong tone

of voice at Kai had asked in.

“Which part?” Kai asked then hesitated when all three men looked

at him like he had grown two extra heads.

“You know about the second part?” Paul asked, shocked as Kai

noticed his two mates’ jaws hit the floor.

He reached over and shut their mouths before whispering, “Close

your mouths, sweethearts. You can open them later on in bed.” With a
wink to them before sitting back, he addressed Paul.

“Of course I know. Every council family member who is heir to

the seat does. My uncle doesn’t have children, and with my father
dead, that leaves me as his heir. Some don’t believe in it, but the
Dracos have always held belief over the stories, considering it was in

The Dom for His Alpha

101

possession of the council until it disappeared fifty years back,” he
said, and all three men gasped in shock once more.

Paul and Dark began asking him question after question until an

ear-splitting whistle reached his ears, and he looked up at Harry
getting their attentions. “This is not helping, guys. We need to deal
with this problem and soon. We got werewolves after us, we got
vampires after us, and now we got who knows what after us
demanding this back. We need to give it back to the council before
anyone finds out about it.”

“I agree,” Kai said as he picked the scroll up to place back on the

desk.

“I’ll call my uncle to say we have found it and for the council to

come and pick it up,” he added before everybody nodded in
acceptance.

“Okay, until then I want three wolves guarding this house and

everything in it until the council comes to take it out of our hands
starting effective immediately,” Dark said as Kai nodded. He kissed
both Dark and Harry on the forehead before digging his cell out and
calling his uncle.

* * * *

Kai had been on the phone with his uncle for over three hours

explaining the situation of the koine to the council. Dark knew the
majority of the questions were a matter of where, how, and why, but
they didn’t have the answers to those. They only knew they were in
possession of it and were informing the council of its whereabouts.

Now five days later, the council had just phoned to say they had

just landed at Dallas International Airport after flying from Alaska,
the supernaturals’ high council headquarters. It had taken that time for
the high council to clear their busy schedules to come out themselves.
Something of this great importance to all supernaturals was obviously
going to be dealt by the councilmen and women themselves. He

102

Christine Shaw

expected all twelve members to come. He had no idea about what
would happen today, but all he could think about was the countdown
until sundown on the full moon. He didn’t wish to have the council
around for then but knew he probably didn’t have a choice in the
matter.

That one night every month all werewolves were forced to shift

from sundown until sunrise the next morning, and it wasn’t going to
be safe to endure with the council staying in his home on that night
with the entire pack running around town hunting. But he didn’t have
a choice.

Two hours later, the sound of gravel crunching under tires alerted

Dark of their presence. Walking out of the front door to welcome his
guests, he was joined by his mates. Harry had significantly toned
down his usual enthusiasm for colors by choosing not to wear makeup
and nail polish and his tight clothing while the council was here.
Instead, he had opted for a dress shirt and slacks and his usually free
brunette hair tied back in a low pony tail. It miffed Dark how the man
could be dripping wet in nothing but a towel, naked, and look hot as
hell or be dressed in tight, revealing clothing with makeup on or in
one of his or Kai’s larger shirts and still look as good. His libido
popped right up to welcome his mate’s sexiness as it always did.
Unfortunately now wasn’t the time for hot, sweaty porch sex with his
mates. This right here was serious business that he needed taken care
of before sundown.

“Alpha Dark James, how great to see you once again. Tell me,

you are keeping well?”

“Councilmen Ares, it is a pleasure as always. I am doing well and

so is the rest of my pack, minus a few glitches along the way. But
what else is to be expected when taking over a pack so ancient and
sacred as this one,” Dark politely said. Every time he spoke with
someone from the council, he suddenly felt older than his one
hundred and fifty-six years and talked as if he was a thousand years
old. Of course after they left it was still the same for a while after. The

The Dom for His Alpha

103

council seemed to bring the old out in any modern supernatural they
came across.

“Oh? Please tell me. Maybe the council can be of some use while

we are here. I certainly hope that everything will be in place for our
evening run tonight, alpha?”

Dark had no idea why they were on about staying for so long. He

knew the full moon was that very evening, but surely they would have
gone back home by then? But he couldn’t just throw the council out
of his land. They did hold more power than he did after all.

“Yes, councilman. My pack has been notified, and they have

requested I tell you that you are more than welcome to join us this
evening and any other full moon hereafter. They are looking forward
to running around with a great and powerful werewolf tonight for our
monthly hunt. The pack will be coming round shortly before sundown
to introduce themselves.”

Ares nodded as Dark greeted the other eleven council members

before allowing them into his home and to have a seat.

Harry, the ever-loving, good host, served drinks to the council

members as he was introduced. “This here is Harry Dain, and he is
my mate and a demon. I am sure you already know of Dr. Kaidan
Dracos, nephew to Councilman Celius Dracos. He is also my mate.”

“Well, my, aren’t we lucky? Two mates, that is good news, alpha.

You must cherish them with your life,” Councilwoman and demon
Felicity congratulated as she sat on the sofa next to Ares.

“Thank you, Councilwoman Felicity. I will guard both men with

more than my own being. They are of top priority along with the
pack.”

“Now, now, we have come here for business, and I am aware we

have a lot to get through before the sun goes down this evening,”
Celius stated.

Dark handed over the koine to Felicity, and when the woman

nodded that it was indeed the koine, Ares stated, “How did you
become in possession of the koine, alpha?”

104

Christine Shaw

“That is actually a story I must tell if you do not mind,

councilman.” Harry stepped forward.

“Carry on, child, you may speak, if it’s okay with your alpha and

mate that is,” Felicity said, smiling fondly at Harry, bringing a smile
to his face as he looked up at Dark for permission.

Harry then set about regaling the high council of their problems

and how they came across Ethan’s safe of goodies. Their problems
were all spewed out within ten minutes of talking. Celius and Ares
specifically looked horrified at the prospect of their races ganging up
on each other. Dark knew that, being the vampire and werewolf
representatives on the high council, this affected them personally.
They were the face of their race after all.

Dark watched all the other councilmen’s and women’s faces.

Looks of shock, horror, annoyance, and downright anger flowed
through each and every one of them. Everybody knew that out of all
twelve supernatural creatures, vampires and werewolves were the
most territorial and loyal ones of their kind. Werewolves often prided
themselves on honest challenges and when in emergencies, requesting
aid whether it is just to feed. To know that rogues were now going
around and coming onto uninvited territory was wrong, and it needed
rectifying immediately. Unfortunately, it wasn’t something to be fixed
overnight.

“Alpha Dark, we thank you for returning the bottom half of the

koine back to its rightful owners as granted by the great Greek gods.
We also thank you for being honest about your situation as it regards
to ex members of your pack and rogue vampires. I offer my services
to you if you shall need it while I am in your territory.” Dark nodded
his gratitude as the other councilmen and women also agreed to fight
alongside his pack and his mates to save the land.

Of course they didn’t have to wait long.
That evening, a half hour before sundown, every werewolf in the

light pack had gathered to meet the council and offer their
appreciation on helping them with their problem with Drake and the

The Dom for His Alpha

105

rogues. Dark’s fears had proven correct when every werewolf and
every vampire’s senses went crazy. Wolves mixed with vampire scent
running in circles around pack lands drove their senses crazy. The
scent of blood in the air drove them all beyond limit as the wolves
began to shift, looking forward to a full moon fight for their lands.

“Harry, you stay with Felicity. I will not have you two in this

fight,” Dark instructed.

Out of everybody in the clearing Felicity and Harry were the

smallest, and Dark couldn’t help but feel like the protective mate over
Harry and an overbearing brother over Felicity. Besides, having
another demon with Harry might allow the man to remain calm and
not do something stupid.

“No. You said it yourself. I am armed in ways none of you can

even deal with. I am staying,” he huffed. He puffed his chest out as he
waited for Felicity to agree with him. Fortunately she sided with Dark
and he thought of trying another tactic.

“Baby. You and Felicity will be of more importance if you stay

here at the house. The koine is in the house, and the pack along with
the council need you and Felicity, with your firing abilities, to keep
any rogues that make it past us away, to defend it and our home. In a
fight of this magnitude, we will require the only two demons here to
be safe, for when the fight is over, and we may need soldiers healed
from any injuries. You will play a big role in this battle, one that no
one will forget soon.” He pleaded, he hoped, and he smiled.

“Okay,” Harry said as he turned to go back to the house with

Felicity.

The fight began.
Twenty rogue wolves came barreling out from the trees and into

the clearing, followed by what looked to be forty or fifty rogue
vampires that could easily make up their own coven. Including the
council members, they appeared to be about even in size, although
these rogues weren’t the starving, malnourished ones Kai had told
him about. These looked strong and very powerful.

106

Christine Shaw

The fight went on and on. The rogue werewolves and vampires

tore it up, literally. They ran forward, heads up, showing a united
front as they ran toward the light pack and council members.

Fangs and canines alike tore into skin, ripping out jugulars,

snapping bones. The other creatures, as part of the council, used their
own fighting abilities and magic to help win the battle. The sounds of
cracking and breaking necks echoed throughout the clearing. The
scent of blood permeated the air as cuts and gashes were made. His
pack and the council appeared to be winning, but then Dark noticed
more vampires and wolves alike coming through the tree line.

“Son of a bitch!” he heard Kai yell from across the field. He ran to

his mate to witness his mate rip out a vampire’s throat. Dark whined
and nodded his muzzle toward the tree line to see another forty or so
vampires come out. It truly looked like a coven of rogues had
appeared, which was rather funny if not for the dire situation.

Rogues preferred to be alone and travel around, but now the

rogues actually had their own coven. For what territory? There was
always plenty of land in America left to run and hunt on, to declare as
theirs.

Kai and Dark ran through the new group with a few other

werewolves Dark recognized as Paul, Trip, River, and Jay. River
loved to fight. He loved it so much that he had blood matting his
white fur and yet Dark could happily say the man had a huge grin on
his blood-stained teeth.

The group ran through the rogue vampires, biting, clawing, and

chewing on leftover vampire as they went along, yet some still made
it past them.

Then a heat so intense it caused him to cower and turn toward its

source.

Looking in the direction of his home, he noticed his mate and

Felicity disappear behind a tall wall of fire that surrounded the house.
He could feel the heat of the fire from where he stood in his four-
legged wolf form over five hundred yards away. He was impressed

The Dom for His Alpha

107

that two such small people could create a fire that specifically bended
to their will and sustained intensity so big that anybody who went
near would burn to death if not be turned into ashes.

It encouraged the pack and the council to continue fighting

without the koine being in danger of getting into the wrong hands as
long as Harry and Felicity could maintain the fire. Dark got back on
track as he barked for everyone to fall out and resume their fighting.
He had no sooner started running than he noticed bodies flying all
over, blood swamping the ground as teeth bit into flesh and tore out
throats.

Suddenly three vampires remained and one wolf he instantly

recognised as Drake. Drake was his, he realized as the pack and the
council circled the four men. Then four people jumped forward and
bit into the necks of their prey, and the battle was over. Dark swiftly
stood over Drake’s dead body as the fire promptly died out, leaving a
ring of burned grass surrounding the house.

Every man and woman from his pack and the council lived,

although many were injured. Every wolf sat on their hinds and called
out to the evening moon as every other supernatural from the council,
Harry, and Kai included knelt down, heads bowed in a show of
respect to the alpha.

108

Christine Shaw

Epilogue

The following night, Kai took Dark and Harry back to the club

they owned. Kai wouldn’t tell him what this was about considering he
was meant to have the weekend off after the full moon fight.

“Naked, pet,” he demanded of him as he locked the door to one of

the private rooms.

Dark immediately obeyed and gave his clothes to Harry as he

knelt on the floor next to the spanking bench arranged in the middle
of the room. He vibrated with excitement as he looked up at Kai and
Harry, wondering what they were going to do to him this evening.

“On the bench, pet,” Dark all but dived onto the bench, lying

spread-eagled and placing his wrists and ankles where the manacles
were. “Count for us, pet,” he said in a husky voice that made Dark
shiver with delight. The next thing he knew—Smack.

“One,” he moaned. Smack.
“Two,” he groaned. Smack.
“Three,” he cried. Smack.
“Four.” Smack.
“Five.” Smack.
“Six.” Smack.
“Seven.” Smack.
“Eight,” he screamed. Smack
“Ni–Nine,” he stuttered as he voice began to waver. Smack.
“T–Tennn!” He screamed their names as he came.

* * * *

The Dom for His Alpha

109

Kai kept punishing his mate as he then used the flogger on him

and made him count before he came down from his climax. The only
reason Kai allowed him to come when he wanted was because he had
saved their lives and defended their home with the courage of a true
warrior. That alone deserved reward.

He indicated for him and Harry to swap positions as Kai leaned

forward to lick a trail up Dark’s sweat-slicked spine. He then handed
over the reins for Harry to take over behind as he worked his way up
front. As he bent down and licked across the seam of his mate’s lips,
Dark moaned, granting him entrance into his mouth as Kai kissed his
mate with greed and with need. Then his mate moaned and began to
writhe in his bindings, and Kai noticed Harry entered two lube-slicked
fingers into his eager hole.

* * * *

Sawing his fingers in and out, Dark began wiggling his ass,

impaling himself as much as possible on the intruding digits while
bound to the bench.

Harry then added a third as he watched his fingers disappear and

reappear from his mates quivering hole. The moment his mate was
ready, both Harry and Kai released their dicks from their leather
confinements. When his mate screamed his frustration Harry removed
his fingers, and both men shoved into him at the same time, Harry
going balls deep into his ass as Kai pushed all the way to the hilt in
their mate’s mouth.

Kai grabbed Dark’s hair, thrusting his hips into his mate’s hot

mouth and pulling back until only the head remained.

Both men fucked Dark with wild, uninhibited abandon as Harry

noticed Kai’s gaze on his cock sliding in and out of the velvet heaven
that was their mate’s mouth. The feeling was unlike any other in the
world, and it drove him crazy. He was soon close, and he grunted,
“Come. For. Me.” Dark’s body obeyed. His mate stiffened, and a

110

Christine Shaw

muffled scream came out around the cock in his mouth. Kai screamed
in pleasure.

* * * *

Dark’s canines descended and clamped onto Kai’s cock as his

mate began sucking him with wild abandon. The feeling was unlike
any other as his mate’s throat contracted around his cockhead and
Dark continued to swallow his blood. Then the best thing ever
happened. Kai came.

As his orgasm began to ebb, Kai smiled as he realized he was the

Dom for his alpha.

THE END

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

As a woman, Christine is the typical romantic. Long walks on the

beach and a man or men to keep her warm in the cold winter months
of England are her ideas of perfection.

Falling in love with erotic romance from the first page was a

calling beyond no other, and suddenly twenty years of what she calls
an “overactive imagination” finally paid off. Even more so, pushing
the boundary of the typical male and female relationship is something
new and exciting, something she will never grow old of.

Still waiting for that Mr. Perfect of her own, she will just have to

sit back and write about others finding theirs. Those select few may
even get lucky and find two.

Christine wishes you will find your Mr. Perfect(s).

Siren Publishing, Inc.

www.SirenPublishing.com

Document Outline

THE DOM FOR HIS ALPHA
THE END

Wyszukiwarka

Podobne podstrony:
Lisa Jane Smith Dark Visions 01 The Strange Power
Gifford, Lazette [Quest for the Dark Staff 01] Aubreyan [rtf](1)
01 For His Pleasure Kelly Favor
Ronda Thompson Wulfs of London 01 The Dark One (v1 0)
Stephen King The Dark Tower 01 txt
Simon Hawke Dark Sun Tribe of One 01 The Outcast
Lynn Abbey Dark Sun Chronicles of Athas 01 The Brazen Gambit
A J Jarrett Nehalem Pack 01 The Alpha s Captive
Stackpole, Michael A DragonCrown Saga 01 The Dark Glory War
AJ Jarrett For the Love of His Mate
Hyacinth Scarlet Mate Or Meal 12 The Wolf Who Fought For His Soul Mate
Dennis L McKiernan Iron Tower 01 The Dark Tide
A picnic table is a project you?n buy all the material for and build in a?y
Mill's Utilitarianism Sacrifice the Innocent For the Commo
Sheridan The School for Scandal
Fred Saberhagen Final Conflict 01 The Arrival
The Reasons for the?ll of SocialismCommunism in Russia

więcej podobnych podstron

Dark Times 01 The Dom for His Alpha

Document Outline