Symbiotic Mates 5: Kade and the Captives
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[Ménage and More ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, vampires, werewolves, love triangle, voyeurism, public exhibition, HEA]
Noah Davis and Jesse Ford have been together for years, and Noah is thinking monogamy spells monotony. His dreams of hot werewolf sex have him longing for the real thing. When Noah finds a map of Arcadia on the internet, he sets out to find the Wolf Den. The pack alpha has plans for the human male drinking at the bar and he orders Kade Barker, his enforcer, to seduce Noah. The blue-eyed blond is easy on the eyes and Kade agrees, but sparks fly and the shifter finds himself wondering if he's the one who's been seduced.
Noah has a night of wild sex he'll never forget, but he gets more than he bargained for when he realizes his lycan lover locked him up and threw away the key. Meanwhile, a worried Jesse follows him to Arcadia City. Now both humans are prisoners—and pawns in the war between shifters and vampires. When the alpha finally reveals his plans for the human men, Kade starts having second thoughts, and he isn't sure he'll be able to carry them out.
Note: This book contains dubious consent.
Noah was not a wild-and-crazy guy, by any stretch of the imagination, but sometimes he felt like there was a yoke around his neck. Sure, he’d put it there willingly, but he and Jesse were approaching their thirtieth birthdays and at this point in his life he had an urge for something he hadn’t experienced yet. It was totally out of character, but Noah wanted a real yoke around his neck. No. More like a leash.
For the most part, Noah was satisfied with their sex life. He liked to bottom. Jesse liked to top. It had been that way for years, but recently it felt like Noah was going through some kind of sexual identity crisis. Sometimes he wanted to be more submissive—very, very submissive. Jesse was a caring, loving partner, but Noah was feeling the need for more dominance, maybe even a little pain to make the pleasure more… well, more pleasurable.
It was weird. He and Jesse had been together so long and yet Noah still found it hard to ask for what he wanted. He was always afraid he’d hurt Jesse’s feelings. Lately his desires were showing themselves in erotic dreams about capture, confinement—and rape. Forced seduction was a scary thing.
Maybe that’s why the assailants in his dreams were always hot werewolves.
These days it was easier to get off on fantasies of hot werewolf sex, than it was to come with his real life lover. Somehow, Noah had to make things right between him and his boyfriend.
Noah jerked at the touch of a hard cock poking his butt.
“Want your back scrubbed?” Jesse whispered in his ear.
Noah twisted his head to look into his lover’s face. Jesse’s grin was so disarming that Noah could not resist it. He offered up a small, sad smile.
Jesse lathered up his hands and rubbed them all over Noah’s back. “You are so fucking pretty. I just want to touch you all the time.”
Way to make me feel like a selfish prick. Noah resolved to be more open with Jesse. “Feels good,” Noah muttered. “Know what would make me feel even better?”
Noah didn’t know how to put it. An awkward hush descended over them. Finally he mumbled something. “You could rub harder…”
“You know. Be a little rougher. Maybe smack my ass.”
“You want me to hit you?” Jesse’s shocked tone made Noah feel even worse. The temperature in the shower dropped ten degrees.
Jesse spun him around so they were facing each other. “In case you forgot, the first day I met you, three boys were beating the shit out of you. On that day, I swore to myself that no one would ever lay a hand on you again, not like that. Myself included. I never, ever want to see you hurt.”
“I’m not talking about a beating,” Noah whispered. “Sometimes a little hurt can be a good thing.”
“Are you talking about kinky shit? Because if you are, I just don’t get it.
Aren’t I enough for you? Don’t I make you happy anymore?”
“It’s not about you. I love you, Jesse. Always have. I’m just trying to figure out what I want.”
“Oh shit! If you don’t know what you want, how am I supposed to know?” Jesse seemed to be waiting for an answer, but Noah was at a loss. “You know I would do almost anything to please you,” Jesse said at last. “But this whole thing has me totally stymied. You didn’t have any trouble getting off in your sleep. Tell me about the dream you were having.”
Despite the water turning cold, Noah flushed hot. He was afraid Jesse would laugh at him. “I was being chased by werewolves.”
Jesse started to laugh, but stopped quickly when Noah frowned at him. “You watch too many horror movies. Werewolves do not exist,” Jesse insisted.
“It’s just a stupid fantasy.”
“You’re wrong, Jess.”
“Gimme a frickin’ break.”
“But Jesse, we know there are vampires living in the Pacific Northwest, why can’t you accept the fact that there are werewolves, too?”
“I’ll give you the vampires, but they’re just mutants that like to drink blood.
I don’t believe for a second that they can shift to hawks. No human on Earth can change their shape to an animal. There’s scientific and medical reasons why it’s not possible and never could be. Shape-shifting would require a complete change in a person’s skeleton, not to mention their internal organs, blood vessels—”
“Jesse, a lot of strange things go on in this world and there are no explanations for them. I found this site on the internet… Some guy claims he visited a werewolf city.”
“He’s full of shit,” Jesse spat. “He’s lying through his teeth, or completely delusional. I’m no rocket scientist, but I know the concept of people shape-shifting into wolves is absurd. Nature made wolves and humans to be two totally different species.”
“What about maggots and caterpillars?”
“They only change once, and they can’t go back to their original form.” Jesse sighed. “Don’t look at me like that. This is so hard. I want so very much to please you… Just tell me how.”
“If I can find out where this werewolf city is, will you go with me?”
“Sure.” Jesse’s lips twisted wryly. “That’s an easy promise, because there is no such place.”
Noah’s head spun. It could have been the alcohol, or Kade’s erection grinding against his own, but he had no will to argue.
“Feel what you do to me.” Kade’s hard length pressed against him, and Noah suppressed a shudder. “So, what are you going to do about it?”
Oh, God. Noah felt his face flame and he moaned into another hot kiss.
“I want to touch you,” Kade whispered against his cheek.
Noah could no more stop him than he could stop breathing.
Kade’s hands slipped past the waistband of Noah’s jeans, gripped his ass, and squeezed. Long fingers traced his crack, and one circled his hole. Noah’s knees buckled and he let out a moan. Oh, God. Don’t stop. “Fuck. Kade, you need to stop.”
Kade held him up and murmured in his ear, “You don’t really want me to stop, do you?”
“Yes… Oh, God. No.”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” The tip of a finger slipped past resistant muscle.
“Damn, you have a beautiful ass, baby. I want to taste you so bad.” Kade’s finger pressed a little farther and Noah held on to him for dear life. “Tell me what you want.”
Fuck me. Noah moaned. “I don’t know.”
“I think you do.” Kade’s voice was rough. “You little slut. You’re going to come right here, with my finger up your ass, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Please, Kade, I want to come. Please…”
“Know what I want?” Noah could only shake his head. “I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.”
Oh, God. Another moan slipped from Noah’s mouth. His eyelids fluttered shut.
“Do you want to go in the backroom and suck me off? Then let me fuck you senseless. What do you think, Noah? Would you like that?”
“God, yes…” Noah hissed. He swayed against Kade, vaguely aware of everyone’s eyes on them as Kade led him through a door behind the bar.
The room was dim and quiet. Noah’s eyes went straight to the narrow bed in the corner. Kade came up behind him and encircled him with strong, muscular arms. “If a guy ties one on, he can sleep it off here.” He chuckled, and a hand reached between Noah’s thighs and squeezed his straining cock.
“We’ll make use of it later. You promised me a blowjob first.”
Oh, God. Did I?
Kade’s scent surrounded Noah, made him dizzy. He couldn’t think straight and he let himself be led to a corner of the room. Kade leaned against the wall and stared at Noah with the eyes of a predator. “Get on your knees, boy.”
Noah hesitated for a second, and Kade’s big hands landed on his shoulders, pushing him to his knees. Noah fumbled with the zipper of Kade’s jeans, but he was all thumbs and his hands shook so bad he couldn’t get it down.
The werewolf fairly vibrated with impatience. He scoffed and pushed Noah’s hands away. Kade unzipped his own fly and released a stiff rod of epic proportions, the purple head already leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. He flashed a predatory smile at Noah’s groan. “Like what you see?”
Kade’s heady male musk overwhelmed Noah’s senses and made heat curl low in his belly. Speechless, Noah could only nod.
Kade shoved his jeans down over his hips and kicked them aside. “Then come and get it. It’s all yours, baby.”
Noah’s eyes went wide. It was too late to back out now. And God help him, he didn’t want to. Noah’s head felt like someone had stuffed cotton inside it, and all he could think about was sex—and Kade.
Noah reached out a hand and held the weight of Kade’s meaty cock in his palm. He couldn’t get over how large the man was. He wanted to swallow Kade whole but he knew he’d never be able to take all of him. Starting off slow, he explored the weeping head, tonguing the slit for a pearl of pre-cum. Kade’s taste, pure wild male, exploded on his tongue.
Above him, Kade hissed at the contact and his fingers dug into Noah’s scalp. Noah looked up, and their eyes locked. There was a fierceness in Kade’s gaze that made Noah’s breath catch. He circled the base of Kade’s shaft with his fingers and took him in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head, pumping and sucking in tandem.
Kade moaned softly and pushed farther into his mouth, stopping when Noah started to gag. After that, he let Noah set his own pace. Gradually Noah relaxed, his throat opened up, and Kade’s considerable length slid in a little deeper. Kade played with his hair. “Ah, fuck, such a good mouth.”
Encouraged by Kade’s sounds of approval, Noah let Kade’s shaft slide between his lips. Then Noah swallowed him again and settled into a rhythm. Suddenly, a noise behind him caught Noah’s attention. He twisted his head, just a little, and his eyes went wide when he saw men filing into the room. The idea of being watched took him higher. It was all new and exciting. His heart raced and his breathing quickened. Kade tugged on his hair, pulling Noah’s attention back to his dick. “Harder, baby. I’m close.”
Noah did as he was told. He sucked harder, working Kade’s cock and balls.
“Fuck!” Kade’s big hands held Noah’s head steady as he let go with explosive force. “Take it all. Swallow my spunk, baby.” Kade howled with pleasure.
Cum flooded Noah’s mouth and dripped from the corners of his lips. He licked Kade clean and sat back on his heels when he was done. He’d never thought that a werewolf could taste so good or that he’d enjoy having another man’s cock in his mouth, beside Jesse’s. In just a few hours, his whole outlook on sex had changed. Confidant in his performance, he looked up at Kade, hoping for a few words of approval.
The werewolf pulled him to his feet. “You did good. But then I knew you would. As soon as I laid eyes on you, I knew that mouth was made to suck cock.”
Kade’s mouth covered his, and Noah shattered under the force of the kiss. To Noah, a kiss implied intimacy, even more than a blowjob. Suddenly, his eager reaction to Kade’s passion set off an explosion of guilt.
What have I done?