by R. Phoenix
Caleb scrambled into position, and Liam could hear the way the human’s heart rate picked up further still. It only pissed Liam off more; he couldn’t tell if it was from fear or excitement, but his pup was leaking pre-cum onto the carpet he was already going to have to pay to have cleaned. It added to his anger, and he jerked the human up by his tail.
His pup whimpered, and Liam lifted him higher. “You will hold right there,” he hissed, and he snatched up the lube he’d been keeping close at hand. What was the point of having a human pet if it wasn’t there to be fucked whenever he wanted? And he had no desire to go in dry. He hurriedly squeezed some into his hand, barely able to think coherently for the anger.
He snatched Caleb again by the tail, and this time he got a real yelp, a real sign of pain — but Liam noted Caleb’s erection didn’t flag. He snarled, feeling every bit the beast he’d been attempting to train his human to be. He positioned himself at the pucker of his pup’s ass before driving into him.
He was tight — tight, and hot, and divine, yet Liam did not forget his anger. Instead, it spurred him on, and he did not give Caleb a chance to adjust. His pup howled in pain, and Liam snapped, “That feels good, no? You like this, you little whore.” He reached around, his still-slick fingers closing around the human’s cock. He stroked him once, rewarded by the sound of a strangled sound of pleasure and need.
Liam smelled his pup’s desire on the air, and it only made him thrust harder, faster, his other hand grasping Caleb’s supernaturally created tail as he fucked him. Using it as leverage, he drove into him time and again, purposely hitting his prostate on each stroke.
“You will not climax,” he hissed, “If you do, this will seem like nothing, pup.” Not that he planned to make it easy on his pet either way. He wanted to see just how difficult he could make this, and he had no intention of taking mercy on him.
Caleb’s breaths came in short bursts as he gasped, rocking his ass against Liam, and Liam ground his teeth as he continued to fuck him. The tail had been a good choice, and he enjoyed the pained noises his pup made as he pulled hard on it. It was truly an extension of him in every sense of the word, as though he’d been born with it.
It was so much better than the plug.
Sometime during the brutal fucking, he began to settle down. Caleb’s thrusts back against him started to calm him, but he didn’t let up. He continued to stroke his pup’s cock, backing off every time Caleb’s stuttered breaths indicated he was getting close —then he’d slam against his prostate, making it that much more difficult to hold back.
But somehow, his pet did, and Liam found himself climaxing despite himself, far sooner than he’d meant to.
His anger surged again, and he yanked out, fully intent upon taking out his frustrations further upon his pet. He’d meant to last longer; he should have lasted longer. He should have had more control over his cock. But he hadn’t fed enough, even on blood that made him feel more alive than any had in a long time.
Before he could move, though, Caleb had turned, and his warm, wet mouth had wrapped around Liam’s cock. Liam froze, and he glared down at his pup. He gripped his collar, but instead of pulling him back, he pushed his pet’s face down until he was shoving down his throat again. He enjoyed the sounds of his pup’s sputtering and gagging, of denying him breath and then giving it to him once more.
As the moments ticked by, he grew more and more satisfied, less and less furious, until his cock had been licked fully clean.
Caleb didn’t stop there, his tongue trailing down to his balls, taking one into his mouth and sucking before repeating his action with the other. He took his time, moaning, and Liam snatched him back — trusting that his pet had enough sense not to let his teeth so much as graze him — as he sat down heavily on the couch.
Undeterred, Caleb followed willingly without even needing the collar to yank him along. His tongue slid beneath Liam’s balls, going to his ass, and his tongue flicked at his hole. Liam groaned, spreading his legs and allowing his pet easier access; he half-closed his eyes as his pup’s tongue delved into him.
“Filthy, filthy little whore,” he moaned. Caleb’s licking only became more enthusiastic, and Liam’s cock threatened to fill with blood all over again. If only he’d fed more… He would fix that later.
His pet deserved more fuckings than this for what he had done — fuckings, and more.
So much more.
Chapter Seven
Caleb
For several moments, Caleb had thought that he’d gone too far. He’d thought that Liam was going to seriously hurt him for what he’d done, and each time he’d yanked on him and tossed him around, he’d thought it would be the last.
But he’d managed to do something right, and even though Liam clearly hadn’t been pleased to find out that he’d enjoyed it, it was still redeemable. He could get through this if he gave in, and no matter how much it hurt, he yielded.
It was easy, when it made his cock harder than a stone, and he wanted nothing more than to come. But Liam had denied him again and again, shoving him onto the edge but refusing to let him tumble from the precipice and feel the overwhelming pleasure he knew would come after so long of being denied.
He dared a glance up at his master, but instead of the mask of fury he’d seen before, there was vague amusement and satisfied pleasure in his expression.
Good.
“Does Puppy want to come?” Liam asked, leaning down to scratch behind his ears.
Caleb leaned into the touch. Right then, it didn’t matter what the vampire asked him to do. He’d do it, and he’d do it happily, just to feel more of the same. He barked once, just as he’d been taught, and the vampire chuckled as Caleb’s tail wagged enthusiastically. It was a strange sensation, but there was a part of him that felt a thrill from it.
Liam hadn’t been wrong about him enjoying it — about enjoying any of it.
Caleb didn’t give a fuck how amused the vampire was as long as he got to come, and he’d do damn near anything just to get there. He was still so hard it hurt, with pre-cum seeping steadily from the tip of his cock, but Liam had made it clear what would happen if he came without permission.
It hadn’t stopped Liam from tormenting him, from touching him and aiming for his prostate on each and every thrust when he’d fucked him — but that had mostly been to see Caleb squirm. He knew he could end up coming without meaning to. That would bring with it its own world of hurt, which wasn’t something he wanted right then.
He just wanted to come.
“You slutty little puppy,” Liam said, and he laughed, shaking his head. “Come closer to your master and show me just how much you want to come, pup.”
Well, if Liam wanted a dog, he’d show him a dog. He didn’t hesitate; he went right to the vampire and rubbed his hard cock against his leg, moaning. It was barely enough friction, and he rubbed harder until he was humping the vampire’s leg, desperate for more. Fuck, he ached, and he whimpered, panting as he struggled to bring himself closer and closer to the edge.
It didn’t help. All it seemed to do was frustrate him further, and he found himself whining in desperation; the tail that brushed against his ass only seemed to enhance what he was feeling rather than diminishing it.
Liam reached down, running his fingers through his hair. “Good boy,” he encouraged. “Does my bitch need to come?”
Caleb barked again, more emphatically, and Liam reached down again. He wrapped his fingers around Caleb’s cock, starting to slowly stroke him, and Caleb thought he might die then and there. He was still for a moment, and then his hips began to thrust of their own volition, pumping in and out of Liam’s encircled fingers.
Liam didn’t draw away, and he paused, letting Caleb do all the work. It might have embarrassed him another time, but for now, it only felt good. It wouldn’t take long at all, not like this, and Liam’s touch was slightly cooler than a human’s might have been. It should have turned him off, but before he could even start to think
about it, Liam drew him up into his lap, settling him there —then his fangs sank into Caleb’s throat.
Both men moaned, and Caleb couldn’t hold back any longer. He came, his groans overwhelming those of the vampire’s greedy feeding. His orgasm seemed to go on for an eternity, and everything slowed down as nothing but pleasure ran through him.
No wonder people would sell themselves to be bitten. Fuck, it was so good, and it got better every time.
All of this was so good.
When Liam finally drew back, licking away at the wound until it closed, Caleb slumped against him. Both men were silent for a moment, but for Caleb’s panting breaths that continued to fill the air, then Liam spoke. “You truly did enjoy that.”
Caleb hesitated, unsure even then of how much he wanted to give away. But it was too late now. He’d already showed his hand. He nodded. “Yeah,” he said, flashing a sheepish grin at the vampire. “Always been my thing.”
Liam shook his head, and Caleb couldn’t help but think he looked like he’d just been hit upside the head with a two-by-four. “You enjoyed it,” he repeated.
“I think I just said that,” Caleb said dryly.
Liam swatted at his nose. “Do not be impertinent, pup.” But there was no true menace in the words, only something thoughtful. “Then you will obey me, no? You will give me no issues.”
If it meant he could stay with a vampire who treated him at least reasonably well, he’d take it. “Depends.”
Liam’s eyebrows shot up.
Caleb shifted in the man’s lap. “I want knee pads,” he said firmly. “I’ll be your puppy, but my knees hurt and they’re gonna get infected. And maybe clothes. I’m really fucking cold.”
“What makes you think this is a negotiation, puppy?” Liam asked.
Caleb recognized that dangerous edge that so often entered into the vampire’s voice when he was about to lose his temper. “Nothing,” he admitted. “Wishful thinking, more like.”
That, it seemed, Liam could accept; the vampire nodded slowly. “We will see,” he said. “I will reward you if you behave. Now…” His eyes glinted. “It is time for us to go for a walk, pup. Get your leash.”
Caleb slid down from Liam’s lap, giving the vampire’s crotch a little nuzzle just for the hell of it.
He fetched the leash, carrying it back between his teeth. Liam reached for it, but Caleb pulled back, just out of his reach. Liam blinked at him, reaching out farther, and Caleb let out a playful little growl. He finally let the vampire catch hold of the leash, but he tugged, his tail wagging enthusiastically as he played tug of war with the man.
Somewhat to his surprise, the vampire pulled only gently, letting Caleb dictate the terms of the game. For several moments Caleb played, getting down onto all fours with his chest nearly brushing the ground as he took on the full role of playful pup.
If things stayed like this, he could handle being the vampire’s pet just fine.
Caleb’s tail only wagged harder as he finally let go of the leash, letting Liam clip it to his collar.
Whether Liam realized it or not, he was a pet of his own volition.
And they were going to do things his way.
The End
Caleb and Liam return in Alpha (Tamed & Trained #2).
I hope you enjoyed your romp with Liam and Caleb! Please consider leaving a review if you can; every review from short to long is greatly appreciated. The time you take to tell others what you thought means the world to me. <3
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About R. Phoenix
R. Phoenix (code name: Raissa) has an unhealthy fascination with contrasts: light and dark, humor and pain, heroes and villains, order and chaos. She believes love can corrupt, power can redeem and that the best of intentions can cast shadows while the worst can create light. She agrees with those who say that the truth is best told through fiction — even though fiction has to make sense while reality can be utterly baffling.
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Other Books by R. Phoenix
The Fate of the Fallen Series [Dystopian Paranormal]:
Bought (#1) [Dark Erotica]
Ravel (#2) [Romance]
Recoil (#3) [Erotic Romance]
Owned (#4) [Horror]
Temper (#5) [Horror]
Refraction (#6) [Dystopian]
Standalones [FotF World]:
With Morgan Noel: Spoiled [Romance]. Sequel: Anticipation [Erotica]
Tamed & Trained [FotF World]:
Puppy (#1) [Dark Erotica]
COMING SOON: With M.A. Innes: Alpha (#2) [Dark Erotica]
Status Quo Series [FotF World]:
Gifts (#1) [MMF & MF Erotica]
Other Books:
Too Close [Contemporary Romance]
With M.A. Innes: Almost Strangers [Contemporary Taboo Romance]
With Morgan Noel: Undone [Urban Fantasy]