Bodyguard's Bite

by Silvia Violet

  I frowned, did she think… “I know he’s really laid back sometimes, but Bryce is a Dom.”

  She gave me a strange look. “I know, or at least I assumed he was based on the interactions I’ve seen him have here.”

  I considered what she was saying for a moment. Wait. She couldn’t mean… “Are you saying Garrett’s…”

  Her eyes widened. “Um… I’m not saying anything. You didn’t just learn anything about your brother from me. Holy shit. I had no idea it was a secret.”

  Garrett was a sub? It was going to take me a while to wrap my brain around that. Working at Tooth and Claw, I’d met plenty of people whose outward appearance or everyday demeanor led people to make wrong assumptions about their preferences, but Garrett was my brother. He’d been part of our family since we’d adopted him when I was fourteen. How had I not known?

  Aisling winced. “I’m really sorry.”

  “No, it’s not your fault. He should have told you if he wanted it kept secret. I’m still happy to tell him you’d like to see him again, but you won’t say anything about this conversation, will you?”

  “Absolutely not.”

  My phone chimed then. It was Jax. He was by the side door.

  “Is that your man?” she asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Then get going and have an amazing vacation.”

  I couldn’t help but grin. “We will.”

  When I slid into the passenger seat next to Jax, he pulled me to him for a kiss. I gripped the back of his neck so he didn’t pull away. I was hungry for a taste of him, since I’d spent far too much of the day thinking about all the things we were going to do this weekend. Jax had been teasing me for days about a surprise he had for me, and I’d ordered several new toys for us to play with.

  By the time I let Jax go, we were both out of breath. “Fuck,” he said with a harsh exhale. “How am I supposed to focus on driving now?”

  If he was as hard as I was, that wasn’t going to be easy. I reached down to adjust myself. “You’ll just have to manage.”

  Jax growled, but he put the car in gear and started out of the parking lot.

  I skimmed my fingers along his thigh, knowing—hoping, really—that I was going to earn some punishment for taunting him. “When are you going to tell me about this surprise?”

  He grabbed my wrist and pushed my hand back into my lap. “Never, if you keep that up.”

  “Really? Don’t you want to follow through with your wicked plans?”

  He groaned. “If you don’t stop, my wicked plans might involve pulling over and fucking you on the side of the road.”

  I contemplated that for a moment. I wasn’t sure I’d really mind it.

  “You’re actually considering it, aren’t you?”

  “Maybe.”

  He huffed. “You’re insatiable.”

  “I bet you’ll manage to satisfy me this weekend.”

  “Oh, I will. I’m going to make sure you can barely move by the time I’m done with you.”

  I shivered. “That sounds perfect.”

  “When we first talked about what we enjoyed, you mentioned wanting to be forced.”

  I sucked in my breath. I had, but Jax hadn’t mentioned it since, so I’d assumed it wasn’t something he was into.

  “I did. Are you…?”

  “I’ve fantasized about forcing a man for years, but I’ve never done it because I needed to be with someone I trusted completely and who trusted me just as much.”

  “I do trust you. You know that.”

  He glanced at me, and his smile made me light up inside. “I trust you too. I trust you to know that I would never really force you, that the things I might say to you are all a game.”

  I laid my hand on his thigh again, needing the comfort of contact. “Of course I know that. You always make sure I enjoy everything we do. Is this my surprise?”

  “Not exactly, but the surprise is something we could use to fulfill this fantasy.”

  “It is?”

  “Yes.”

  He didn’t say anything else. “Well?”

  “I’ll show it to you when you get to the hotel.”

  “What? That’s cruel.”

  “No, I’ll be cruel later. Right now, I’m just being annoying.”

  I growled. “Damn right you are.”

  He forced me to wait until we were at the hotel, but once we’d checked in, he opened his suitcase and pulled out a pair of cuffs made from what looked like clear plastic.

  “These are for our game,” he announced.

  “Okay, but what about the surprise?”

  He grinned as he toyed with the cuffs. “These aren’t regular cuffs. They’re xekrum.”

  Oh Goddess. I’d wanted to know what it felt like to truly be helpless to escape. The falcons dealt in black market ones, but I always knew if I tried to get a pair, someone would tell King. “Have you ever used them on someone? I mean, as a game.”

  “No, but I’ve fantasized about it.”

  “Me too.” I stepped closer to him and took the cuffs, running my hands over them and shivering as I imagined being restrained and knowing there was no way I could get free until Jax let me.

  “You like the idea of being at my mercy?’’ he asked.

  I looked up at him. “So much.”

  “I want to pretend I was flirting with you, trying to seduce you. You said no, but I forced you into my car and took you home anyway. Once I put you in these cuffs, you won’t be able to escape. You’ll be mine to do with as I please.”

  I shuddered. “That sounds so good.”

  “You’ll pretend not to want it, but I’ll know you do. I’ll be able to tell what a slut you are.”

  “Fuck yes. I’ll be your eager little slut. I love when you call me that.”

  “Me too, but only as a game, because I also love how free you are to express what you want and how insatiable you are. I never want to stifle that in any way.”

  I put my finger over his lips. “Jax, you would never do that. The thing that made me fall in love with you was how you appreciate me for who I am, whether that’s a slut, a stubborn idiot, or a badass who solves his family’s problems.”

  “You’re damn right I do. I think you’re incredible.”

  I ran a finger down his chest and gave him a sultry smile. “Incredible enough to drag back to your lair and fuck into submission?”

  Jax

  No other man could make me as crazy as Storm did.

  Take, my wolf insisted. Now. I grasped his chin and forced him to look at me. “Are you ready?”

  His eyes widened. “You want to do this now?”

  I hadn’t planned on it. I’d thought we’d get some dinner and talk for a while, but his teasing had me so hard I wanted to toss him on the bed and take him that second. “Yes.”

  He walked to the door, put out the Do Not Disturb sign, and closed the safety lock before turning to face me. “I’m ready.”

  The smirk he gave me had me charging toward him. He gasped when I grabbed his arms and spun him around, pushing him into the wall.

  I caught his wrists together at the base of his spine, gripping them tightly. Then I leaned down and spoke next to his ear. “You were flirting with me. You know you were. You want this. You want me buried inside you, fucking you like the slut you are.”

  Storm struggled so hard he almost slipped out of my hold. Sometimes I forgot how strong he was.

  I took his wrists in one hand and slapped his ass with the other. “Stop that.”

  He struggled harder, and I growled, gripping his neck and letting him feel my claws. “You won’t get away from me. Not until I’m done with you.”

  I pulled the cuffs from my pocket and clicked them shut around one wrist and then the other. “Not even a big bear shifter can break these cuffs, and you’re just a little wolf pup.”

  Storm snarled. I could feel the wolf inside him as he tugged on the restraints, testing them. “Why are you doing this to me?” />
  “Because I want it, and I know you want it too. I’ll have you begging for it soon.”

  I took hold of his arm and dragged him across the room. When we reached the foot of the bed, I could feel his desire pulsing through our mate bond, and it made my cock ache. This game was everything I wanted it to be, but I knew I couldn’t draw it out for long.

  I turned Storm to face the bed and used a hand between his shoulder blades to push him down so he was bent over, torso against the mattress, hands trapped behind him, ass tilted up. I undid his pants and jerked them down before letting my claws extend and running a hand over his ass. He gasped when he felt them prick his skin.

  “Please. Let me go. Please.”

  He tried to roll away, but I gripped his shoulders and held him down. “You’re mine.” I pushed his shirt up out of the way, baring him completely. “This ass is mine. I can do anything to it.”

  I reached under him, grabbing his cock and stroking it roughly. He whined as he fucked into the circle of my fingers.

  “See. You want it, don’t you? You’re a desperate slut who wants me to own your ass.”

  “No. Please. No.”

  I kept going, jerking him off until he was panting. Then I knelt and licked his hole. He shifted and squirmed, trying to get away, but I held his hips in a tight grip. “Stop. Please stop. What are you doing? That can’t be right. You shouldn’t—”

  “Don’t tell me no one’s ever eaten this ass before. That’s hard to believe.”

  “No. I wouldn’t… I never… I’m not a slut. I’m not.” He jerked at the cuffs, trying to free himself. He was so good at this. I might believe his protests if I couldn’t feel his lust coming through our mate bond.

  I tongued and licked him while also using my fingers to open him up. By the time I was ready to fuck him, he was whimpering and begging for more, having forgotten all about fighting me.

  Once I’d retrieved a packet of lube from my pocket, I undid my pants, pulled my cock out, and slicked myself up.

  “Please,” he whined when I pressed my cock against his hole.

  “I told you I’d make you beg.”

  “No. That’s not… I don’t…”

  I slapped his ass. “You do want this. And I’m going to give it to you. I can’t wait to see if your tight ass can stretch enough to take my thick cock.”

  He tried to turn his head to look at me. “Please don’t. It’s going to hurt. Your cock is too big to fit in there.”

  I started to push into him, and he struggled so wildly I had to pin him down with a hand on the back of his neck. “You’re going to take every inch of me. If you don’t stop your whining, I’ll have to gag you.”

  He whimpered as I worked my way deeper but stayed still until I was all the way in. “That’s it. This ass is mine, so get used to it.”

  “Please,” he cried. I wasn’t sure if he was protesting or begging, but I pulled out, then drove back in hard enough to jolt him.

  “Oh Goddess. That’s—”

  “What you need.” I gave him another hard thrust and then kept working him with a merciless rhythm. We were both panting. Storm began pushing back against me, obviously relishing every stroke

  “That’s it. Show me how much you want it. Show me what a slut you are for me.”

  “Yes, please. I’ll be your slut. Just don’t stop.”

  “I knew you wanted this.”

  “Please. I want more. I want you to fill me up, to come in me.”

  His words almost made me lose it. I took his cock in my hand again and worked him. “Come for me, little slut.”

  It only took a few strokes before he was coating my hand with his load. I couldn’t hold back as his tight ass squeezed my cock, but I pulled out before my knot could lock us together and jerked myself off so I could coat his back and bound hands in cum.

  “Goddess, yes,” Storm cried. “So fucking hot.”

  When my orgasm subsided, I pulled the handcuff key from my pocket and freed him. Then I helped him onto the bed and pulled him into my arms.

  “Is there anything else you’ve fantasized about for years but never done?” Storm asked. “Because if it’s as hot as this, we need to try it now.”

  I raised my brows. “Right now?”

  He tilted his head in consideration. “Tomorrow at least.”

  “I’ll see what I can do, but I didn’t think to pack a sex swing.”

  “Oh fuck, you want to put me in one?”

  I grinned at him. “I do.”

  “Remind me to call and book us a room at the club for the night we get back.”

  “Maybe you should wait and see how sore you are then. I have lots more plans for this ass.” I pulled him on top of me and gripped his firm cheeks.

  He smiled down at me, and I could feel his happiness and his love. “I’m so glad I found you and that we fit together so well.”

  He wiggled his ass. “Mmm, we sure do.”

  I gave him a mock scowl. “You know that’s not what I mean.”

  “I know. And even if we didn’t do any more kinky stuff, you’ve already fulfilled the biggest fantasy I ever had: finding a mate I could love and trust who accepted me completely.”

  I pulled him in for a soft kiss. “I never thought I’d find anyone I could fully relax with. I’ve been trained to always be on guard, and I still am when we’re in public, but when I’m alone with you, you help me turn all that off and let go.”

  “That’s what mates do. They make life better for each other.”

  “I can’t imagine anyone I’d rather be mated to than you. I love you more than I can say.”

  Storm’s smile warmed me all over. “And I love you, my mate.”

  We kissed again. This time, it was soft and sweet and filled with all the joy I felt through our bond.

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  About the Author

  Silvia Violet writes fun, sexy stories that will leave you smiling and satisfied. She has a thing for characters who are in need of comfort and enjoys helping them surrender to love even when they doubt it exists. Silvia's stories include sizzling contemporaries, paranormals, and historicals. When she needs a break from listening to the voices in her head, she spends time baking, taking long walks, curling up with her favorite books, and hanging out with her family.

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