Same Time Next Year (Tundra Wolves Book 1)

by Maggie Walsh

  They spent the whole night playing in their playroom, using many of the toys, ropes, and other equipment, until the sun rose and the two of them were exhausted. Then, he washed Caleb gently and laid him in their bed, holding him close until they both fell asleep.

  CHAPTER 13

  After their night of mind-blowing sex a month ago, he and Ridge had grown closer, spending all of their free time together, touching, kissing, hugging one another, and generally showing their love for one another no matter who was around. They hadn’t outright had sex in front of others, but they didn’t hold back on their love, or need of one another.

  They spent their nights playing out one fantasy or another, both of them opening up more and more about things they desired, or wanted to try. One night a week ago as they lay naked in the media room on the reclining loveseat together, watching a movie, as Ridge openly played with his cock and driving him crazy, Caleb had told Ridge about one of the porn videos he had watched and how turned on it had made him.

  Ridge immediately turned off the movie and switched the Smart TV and clicked on to the internet and searched for the video. As they sat and watched it together, Caleb began to squirm in his seat, but Ridge commanded him to lay still. Caleb obeyed as Ridge shifted his position so that he could still see the video, but play with Caleb more.

  Ridge had thrust three fingers deep inside him, hitting his gland over and over again, as he watched the video and spoke wickedly to him, talking to him as if he were the sub in the video. That had been an amazing night for both of them and after that, neither of them ever held back a fantasy again, and tried to come up with new ones. Caleb had never been happier in his life.

  Caleb fitted in with his new pack and everyone liked and respected him. He took his job as Ridge’s beta seriously, as well as his duties of training Ridge’s warriors and enforcers. He made some friends and felt like others were family, like Blu, TJ, Jag, and Mason. He spoke to Dell weekly and his parents every other, and was happy that everyone had found their place in the world and were all content.

  Caleb wiped the cloth across the mat, cleaning away all the sweat from the last class as his mind wandered and he thought about going to find his mate. He was just about done when Jag walked in and told him Ridge was looking for him in the courtyard.

  He finished up quickly and put everything away, then ran out to the courtyard to find his mate. Ridge was sitting in one of the loungers just letting the sun coming through the window above wash over him and Caleb smiled. Seeing his mate so relaxed made him even more handsome.

  Blu sat at a nearby table reading a book, and TJ and Mason sat across the way at one of the tables playing chess. Caleb went right to his mate and dropped down on his knees beside the lounger and cupped Ridge’s cheek. “You wanted to see me, mate?”

  Ridge smiled bright, then opened his eyes. “Yes, for one, I missed you. Your training session ran long today. And two, there is something I want to show you in the dungeon.”

  Caleb’s heart beat faster thinking of what Ridge wanted to show him. Was it a new toy? A new bondage table? Maybe some bondage wear? Caleb loved when Ridge wore his leather chaps, or put him in a harness and a collar. Maybe it was…”

  Ridge laughed, drawing his attention. “Your mind is just racing in anticipation of what I want to show you. Come, love, let’s not torture your brain with the what if’s,” Ridge said, as he stood and took Caleb’s hand. As they walked toward the door that led to the dungeon, Ridge stopped and turned to him with a feral smile, and Caleb knew he was in for something mind-blowing.

  “Now you smell like the sweat of many men. This won’t work. Strip,” Ridge commanded, and without hesitation, or thought to the others nearby, Caleb began to pull off his clothes.

  Once he was naked, Ridge kissed him hard, taking his breath away, then released him. “Go jump in the pool to wash all of that sweat, then rinse off the chlorine in the pool shower.”

  Caleb ran to the pool and walked down the steps until the water reached his neck. He didn’t know how to swim, but he was looking forward to the lessons Ridge had promised him. Caleb moved around a bit, then climbed from the pool and walked over the shower that was attached to the wall in the corner. He felt all eyes on him, but he paid them no mind and continued to do as his Master instructed.

  Once he was clean, Caleb turned off the water and walked back over to Ridge, who stood staring at him the whole time with a smile on his face. Standing in front of his mate, Caleb waited for his next command. Ridge pulled something from his back pocket and Caleb smiled. Ridge placed the collar on his neck, then the leash. Ridge then held out a strip of material and without a word he placed it over Caleb’s eyes and tied it behind his head, blindfolding him. He felt Ridge take the leash and give it a tug. Caleb instantly started walking, allowing his Master to lead him.

  He felt the softness of the thin mats that covered the dungeon floor against his feet as Ridge brought him deeper. “Stay,” Ridge commanded, and Caleb froze, waiting for his Master. Ridge moved around the room, then returned to him and placed two leather cuffs on his wrists and two on his ankles. Next he helped Caleb into a chest harness and made sure it sat perfectly.

  “Lift your right leg,” Caleb did, and was surprised to feel leather straps glide over his skin. “Now your left.” He did as Ridge asked, and another strap was moved over that leg. Once both feet were flat on the floor again, he felt the straps move up his thighs and over his hips. Ridge gripped his now hard cock and threaded it through some kind of ring until the cold metal wrapped around the base.

  There were a few adjustments, but when Ridge was done, Caleb felt like he wore some kind of harness underwear. A strap ran around his waist and two straps attached to the back, running up the creases where his thighs and groin met, then attached to the front. He felt four smaller straps against his groin and somehow knew they kept the cock ring attached to the gear, and wondered what he looked like.

  Ridge pulled on his balls and another strap was laced around them, keeping them trapped and forcing his cock to push out from his body. Caleb was sure it looked offensive, but he didn’t care. It felt erotic. Ridge then walked him a few more feet and turned him, then ran his fingers along Caleb’s crease and played with his hole. The wetness that came when his body was ready for its mate started, making his ass slick.

  He heard chains and smiled, knowing his mate was going to bind him. “You will do whatever I say, slave, or suffer the consequences,” Ridge growled, and Caleb shivered in excitement.

  His Master had called him slave, which meant he was going to force something on him. Something good he was sure. He knew with that one word that Ridge wanted him to fight a little.

  “Please, no.”

  A swat hit his buttocks and Caleb cried out, surprised by the sudden sting, but loving it.

  “You will do as I say, now lift your arms.”

  When Caleb hesitated, knowing what Ridge wanted, Ridge grabbed his left arm roughly and attached the cuff to the chain, then did the same to the right. Ridge moved away, and a moment later Caleb heard the soft hum of the hoist. The chains began to rise, pulling his arms up over his head. Once he stood fully stretched out, with just his toes on the floor, the hoist stopped, leaving him completely helpless.

  “This is how you should always be, slave. Helpless, and at my mercy.”

  “Please, let me go,” Caleb begged, playing his role.

  Suddenly a hand grabbed his hair and pulled his head back roughly. “You are mine now, to do with as I will, and I will never let you go,” his Master growled in his ear, then released him, pushing Caleb away.

  He lost his footing for a moment, swinging forward, but he caught himself and regained his footing. He could feel his cock dripping with his excitement.

  Caleb heard and felt Ridge moving around him. Soft cloth was wrapped around each thigh and tightened. “Move back, slave,” Master ordered, but Caleb remained where he was.

  “I like when you think you can fight me, slave
, but you must know by now that you will not win. I will have my way with you.”

  His Master placed his hand on the center of Caleb’s chest and pushed, making him stumble until his back hit a cold wall, and he gasped as his arms were pulled up tighter and he lost his footing. Catching himself, he regained his balance on his toes which eased some of the burn in his arms.

  The whir from the cable came again and his arms lowered slightly, then Ridge was in front of him again. “Sit,” he demanded, and when Caleb hesitated, his Master gripped his hips and forced him down as he growled, “I said, sit.”

  Caleb was forced down and felt a large, blunt tip slip between his cheeks and press against his hole. In his mind he saw the porn that he had shown Ridge, and in that moment he knew his Master was playing out that fantasy for him. Caleb smiled inside as he thought how wonderful his mate was for fulfilling another of his fantasies.

  Excitement and anticipation thrummed through his body, knowing that he was about to be impaled by a large cock that had been attached to the wall. His Master pushed his hips down harder, filling him in one move and Caleb cried out.

  “Ooooh! Fuck! So big!”

  A hard slap hit his inner thigh causing him to cry out again. “You will not curse. Do it again and you will be severely punished,” his Master ordered, then Ridge moved in close and whispered in his ear. “You know my rules, pet, no cursing during sex. Do it again and everything stops.” Ridge chuckled, his hot breath caressing his skin, when Caleb whimpered from his threat. He would not curse again. There was nothing that would make him force his Master to stop what he was doing to him.

  Ridge moved away, leaving him attached to the wall with the extra-large cock in his ass. The thing was almost as big as Ridge and stretched him deliciously. The tip pressed against his gland, making Caleb’s head swirl.

  Hands grabbed his right thigh, forcing it to the side, then the cloth around him was pulled tight and he couldn’t move his leg. Ridge moved to his other side and forced his left leg open, exposing him completely, then attached that leg to something. Ridge moved to his ankles next and fastened them to something. From the way there was no give, Caleb was certain it was a spreader bar. His arms were once again lifted straight above his head and his back was pressed flat to the wall.

  He sat there completely open and exposed, his legs spread wide, arms stretched above his head, blindfolded, and impaled and Caleb never felt better in his life. He panted and moaned as he started to writhe against his restraints, causing the dildo in his ass to shift.

  A slap came to his face, but not from a hand. Caleb knew it was his Master’s wonderful cock. “Be still,” Master commanded, and Caleb froze.

  What would his Master do next?

  Clamps were placed on his nipples, and Caleb bit his lip to hold in the deep moan that threatened to escape. After a few minutes, the clamp was released from his right nipple and was replaced by something cold. Caleb flinched from the sudden sensation. Something pulled on the peak again, then a sharp point pressed against the top and pierced him. There was a small bite of pain, but it was gone within a few seconds.

  A minute later, the same attention was given to his left nipple and Caleb suddenly knew what had happened. Ridge had said he wanted Caleb to get his nipples pierced and Caleb agreed, so his Master had taken care of it. Caleb wondered how they looked.

  “So fucking beautiful,” Master whispered, then gently tugged on what was now embedded in his nipple and this time Caleb did cry out, but it was an erotic groan.

  Master chuckled. “Someone likes it.”

  A large hand cupped his head and Caleb knew what was coming. Or so he thought. The dildo in his ass must have some kind of remote, because suddenly it began to vibrate slowly, sending shivers up his spine. The tip of a cock was rubbed against his lip and as much as Caleb just wanted to open for his Master, he didn’t, he tightened his lips closed and turned his head.

  The vibrations in his ass quickened and Caleb opened his mouth to moan, but it was muffled when the tip of his Master’s cock was forced between his lips. Caleb’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, loving everything that his Master was doing to him. “You’ll take whatever I give you and you can’t do a damn thing about it, slave. Now open that throat and take my cock,” Master commanded, and Caleb relaxed his throat.

  His Master’s cock slid deeper, filling his mouth and stretching his lips. The bulbous head touched the back of his throat and Caleb swallowed around it, then he smiled victorious when his Master moaned deeply.

  Master gripped his head tight and started to fuck his throat, at the same time the dildo in his ass began to pulse, the sensations running from base to tip and hitting his gland. Caleb sucked harder, his desire building with everything that was happening to him. He sucked and licked the best he could as his Master fucked his mouth. He did everything he could to worship his Master’s shaft, to show him just how much Caleb appreciated everything Ridge was giving him, as well as show him how much Caleb loved and wanted him.

  The cock in his ass began to twirl and writhe, causing new sensations and bringing Caleb to new heights. At the same time the cock in his mouth thickened and Caleb knew his Master was close. His own need to come was riding him hard, but with the ring and straps on his cock and balls Caleb knew that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon.

  Caleb took a deep breath through his nose and relaxed his body completely, getting himself ready for what was to come when he felt his Master’s cock thicken. He knew what was coming and Caleb couldn’t wait.

  Master’s grunts and groans increased as he began to lose control, and Caleb was filled with satisfaction knowing that only he could give this to his Master.

  “Fucking perfect mouth. I love fucking this throat. Take all of me, slave. Take every fucking drop I gift you with,” Master said, through clenched teeth as he tightened his hold on Caleb's head, then thrust one last time and froze, spilling down the back of Caleb’s throat.

  Caleb moaned and writhed against the cock in his ass as he swallowed all of his Master’s seed. Just at that point when he could only hold his breath for just a moment more, his Master pulled back, releasing his head, and Caleb panted heavily, pulling much needed air into his lungs as he slumped against his binds.

  Suddenly, he was moving. His thighs were freed, but his feet stayed spread and his body was lifted by the arms, pulling him off the dildo. Caleb moaned his disappointment from the loss and received a chuckle from his Master.

  He was then helped away from the wall and his body was lowered. His feet now flat on the floor, bent over at the waist, with his arms still stretched out over his head, but his upper body was angled more toward the floor with his ass in the air.

  Master moved in behind him and gripped his hips, then in one motion buried himself inside Caleb’s hole. His back arched as he cried out from the blissful intrusion, and immediately his Master started to pound into him, causing Caleb to slightly swing back and forth. Master grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and the strap from the harness across his back with the other, and used the momentum of the chain to his advantage, and really started to power into him.

  “You’re mine, slave. You belong to me and only me. You will give me whatever I want, when I want it. I will take all my pleasure from your delectable body, and use it in any way I please to satisfy all my sexual needs and desires,” Master said, then slapped his ass causing a wonderful sting.

  “Say it! Who do you belong to?” Master demanded, with another strike to his ass.

  Caleb panted as all thought, but his Master left his head. “You, Master. I belong to you.”

  Another slap and Caleb thought he was going to faint. It was all too much and he felt himself falling into a sea and floating away. “Say it again. Call it out to the heavens. Who do you belong to? Who owns you?”

  “You, Master!” Caleb called out, his voice hoarse and scratchy. “I’m yours, Master and answer only to you. I am yours and at your mercy. I give myself over to you willingly
and freely to do with as you will. You own me.”

  “Yes!” Master cried out, then grabbed the straps of the harness again and fucked him harder. He had no idea how long his Master fucked him and he didn’t care. Caleb was loving every second of it and prayed for it to never stop. He felt hands around his cock, but had no thought of what they were doing, then Master was fucking him even harder, hitting his pleasure spot with every stroke, making him lose all conscious thought.

  His Master was everything he had ever dreamed of and more. Ridge was his everything and Caleb never wanted to let him go. The beta part of him loved their day to day relationship and how Ridge saw him and treated him as an equal, and the gamma in him loved Ridge’s dominance over his body and craved to give his Master everything he desired. He finally understood it and why most alphas wanted a beta-gamma as a mate.

  They needed to dominate. It was in their DNA. It wasn’t something they chose, as it was in his gamma DNA to give over his body in complete submission to his Master’s every want. But, it was in his beta DNA to be independent, strong, protective, and fierce. It was a perfect balance for an alpha who was not controlling in his day to day life. Ridge, like his father and brother, loved his pack and respected them. He treated them like family, not beings he ruled over. And having a beta-gamma mate fulfilled all his needs, both in and out of the bedroom.

  His gamma side was a place for his alpha to release his dominance, so he didn’t become a tyrant and lord over his pack. It was Caleb’s job to give that to his mate and also to his pack, so they remained loyal and loving to their alpha, respecting him, and allowed their pack to stay strong and grow.