by Dakota Dawn
Vamp Mates 2
Caught by His Vampire Mate
Conlin McLauchlan’s need to help his brother gets him into deep trouble. When vampire Tristan Wyckoff catches Conlin breaking into his business, he doesn’t mind tying up his attractive prey, he actually prefers it.
Conlin’s desperation to help his vampire brother leads them to the Wyckoff brothers’ property. The three vampire brothers run a winery that mixes blood into each bottle. Conlin believes they’ve found a home, but his brother and their friend Ghost don’t think so.
When his small family wants to leave because they fear for Conlin’s life, he’s devastated. His feelings for Tristan were instantaneous and had only been growing over the time they’d been together.
Tristan is flying high. His mate is perfect, from Conlin’s fiery spirit to the man’s newfound love of being bound by Tristan in the bedroom. Unfortunately, there are two things trying to hinder their blooming love, Conlin’s irritating friend, Ghost, and some evil presence in the area.
Something wicked is afoot. Will Tristan be able to save Conlin from the being that wants him dead?
Genre: Alternative (M/M or F/F), BDSM, Vampires/Werewolves
Length: 54,289 words
CAUGHT BY HIS VAMPIRE MATE
Vamp Mates 2
Dakota Dawn
EROTIC ROMANCE
MANLOVE
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CAUGHT BY HIS VAMPIRE MATE
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CAUGHT BY HIS VAMPIRE MATE
Vamp Mates 2
DAKOTA DAWN
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Tristan Wyckoff’s phone thundered out his brother’s dark and dangerous ringtone. “Hello, Caleb. What can I do for you?” None of the Wyckoff brothers were chatterboxes, so Tristan knew the call had to be important.
“Booth called and filled me in on a problem with our Paris blood bank. He said they’ve been having trouble with someone breaking in and taking blood. The person leaves between twenty to forty dollars on the counter each time. They’re taking ten pints of blood each time,” Caleb informed Tristan. A hint of frustration flavored his words.
“Have they tried to catch the person?”
“Yes. Booth has stayed there all night several times, but the burglar never shows up unless nobody is in the blood bank. The burglar somehow knows when a person is inside the building waiting to catch them. Drake can’t look into it because he’s out of town checking into some improved security system. I can’t go because I’m doing end-of-month accounting for the business. That leaves you, big bro.”
“I guess it does. I’ll look into it.” Tristan hung up the phone and frowned. Why would a person break in and take some blood, and then leave money on the counter? The burglar must not be mean and hard-hearted, but the person was technically stealing from him. That was something he couldn’t tolerate.
The Wyckoffs paid good money to keep their blood banks going. Plus, it took a lot of effort to make their business successful. He couldn’t let anyone try to harm their family business. Tristan rubbed his chin as he made plans for catching their thief.
* * * *
Three nights later Tristan’s misting in and out of the blood bank paid off. A second after he entered the building, he heard the back window unlock. He appeared in the room in time to see a spirit step back as the newly unlocked window opened. Tristan stayed hidden in the shadows and watched.
As soon as the small male squeezed through the window and jumped to the floor, he said, “Thanks, Ghost. I knew I could count on you.”
“We can’t keep this up. You know that, right?”
“You have to keep helping me, Ghost. My brother needs us. Do you want him to die?” the slender man asked. His voice held a note of desperation.
“You know I don’t…but there has to be another way. I don’t like this,” the spirit answered, gruffly.
Tristan was intrigued by the situation. His theory seemed to be true. The thief wasn’t doing this to be mean or for fun. The air conditioner kicked on and within seconds the human’s scent filled Tristan’s nostrils. The succulent aroma was like nothing he’d ever experienced before. His heartbeat accelerated and his dick hardened. Tristan had just found his mate!
Mate. At that thought, his fangs extended. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but it only imprinted his mate’s delicious scent into every cell of his body and made his cock lengthen even more. The beast within him roared. It needed to claim its mate right now.
“I understa
nd that you don’t like this. I don’t either, but until we can come up with another plan we have to do this,” the little human stated, then looked around. “Let’s get this over with. I’m starting to feel strange.”
“It’s most likely your guilty conscience. I’m glad to see it’s still alive and well,” the spirit said wryly.
“I know you don’t like doing this anymore than I do. For the record, I want you to know your help means the world to me.”
Tristan’s fangs were aching and his balls had started throbbing. He shifted and ran his hand soothingly over the desperate flesh between his legs.
“Uh-oh.”
“What’s wrong?” the desirable human asked.
In a squeaky voice, the spirit answered, “Someone’s here.”
“What the hell? You said the building was empty.”
“It was, but now it’s not. Run!”
Oh hell. Tristan knew he was busted. It wasn’t a bad thing, though. His need to claim his mate was growing by the second.
He stepped from the dark shadows and sucked in a breath of his mate’s scent. Scrumptious. Tristan couldn’t wait to taste the man’s blood as he plunged his cock deeply into his long-awaited mate’s hot body.
The glorious man held up his hands in surrender. Tristan liked that, a lot.
* * * *
“Whoa, big guy. I mean you no harm. I just needed some blood.” Conlin couldn’t believe he’d been caught. He also couldn’t help but notice how handsome and fierce the guy was who’d caught him.
Caught. At that thought, Conlin’s dick jerked to attention. Now was not the time for sex. It was time to make an escape. He couldn’t go to jail. Darrin would die without him.
Conlin took a step back and the hunk took two steps forward. He chanced a quick glance at Ghost.
“I’ll hit him over the head. That should give you a chance to escape.” Ghost moved over to a sturdy-looking, solid-glass paperweight.
The second Ghost touched it, the vamp roared and bared really large fangs at Ghost.
To his horror, Ghost squeaked and disappeared.
Holy shit! The vamp could see Ghost. Nobody had been able to see Ghost except Darrin. Conlin looked around for his buddy. Oh hell. The vamp had scared Ghost out of the room and possibly out of the building. Conlin swallowed hard and took another step backward. The vampire turned and looked at him. The huge guy’s eyes started glowing. Conlin’s heart leapt to his throat. A tingling sensation started in his groin and shot through his body.
Whatever was happening, he didn’t have time for it. Needing to escape, Conlin turned and ran for the window. As he jumped, reaching for the windowsill, he was tackled and dragged to the floor. Face down, he kicked with all his might and screamed as loud as his lungs would allow. The big guy was quick. He countered every one of Conlin’s kicks and even trapped Conlin’s hands to the floor beside his head. Feeling desperate, he bucked his hips, trying to dislodge the vamp.
The large male just laughed and pressed his hips into Conlin’s ass. Huge, rigid flesh nestled into his butt. Desire danced down his spine. He shook his head, trying to clear the sudden lust from his brain. He needed to get out of here. Throwing his head back, Conlin attempted to knock the man out.
The vampire dodged and laughed. “You’re a feisty one.” Conlin squirmed and the vamp growled. “Stop tempting me. I’d love nothing more than to strip you and claim your luscious body and soul, but I need some answers first.”
A groan escaped Conlin’s throat. The man’s voice resonated through him and settled in his groin.
Before he could calm his raging emotions, Conlin felt disembodied. He squeezed his eyes shut, and when he opened them he was on a king sized bed.
A blur of movement left him feeling dizzy, so he snapped his eyes closed until the feeling went away. When he opened them he realized how bad the situation was. He was on his knees in the middle of a bed with his wrists bound by soft rope to the thick wooden beams that boxed in the top of the bed frame.
He felt like a sacrificial lamb. He just hoped a painful death wasn’t in his immediate future.
Licking his dry lips, he remembered the big vamp’s words, “I’d love nothing more than to strip you and claim your luscious body and soul.” Maybe he still had a chance to survive.
“Hey. This isn’t necessary. I’ll do whatever it takes to live. I…I can’t die right now.” Conlin’s stomach churned at the thought of Darrin dying. His little brother needed him.
The vamp’s nostrils flared and his eyes glazed. “There will be no dying,” he replied harshly.
Yep, the man is crazy. Didn’t he know everyone died? It was just a matter of when and how. On the upside, he may live long enough to see Darrin through this rough time. All he had to do was convince the vamp to let him go.
“I’m good with not dying today.” Sweating bullets, Conlin licked his lips again. “If you’ll release me, I promise not to cause you any more trouble. If I didn’t pay enough for the blood I took I’ll pay whatever you ask.” He couldn’t look the guy in the eyes as he added, “It may take me some time to pay you back.” Cutting his gaze back to the vamp, he continued, “But, I will.” Conlin meant every word he said.
“Where do you work?” The vamp stopped at the foot of the bed. His golden eyes bore into Conlin.
Heat bloomed in his groin. Something about the vamp stirred his long-suppressed desire to make love. One side of the vamp’s lips curled up in a half smile. Conlin wanted to lick the man’s lips. His cock twitched as more lusty heat speared through his pelvis.
The vamp snapped his fingers. “I know this is hard, but try to stay focused. Where do you work?” The words were drawn out this time.
Conlin closed his eyes and tried to concentrate. “My bosses closed their small restaurant two years ago. I haven’t had a steady job since. I just do odd jobs.” Now that he’d answered the man’s questions it was safe to open his eyes.
Bracing a shoulder against the bedpost, the sexy vampire’s gaze ran over Conlin’s bound form. He felt his cock swell. This was so inappropriate. He hoped his captor didn’t notice the growing bulge in his jeans.
“What’s your name and why do you need blood?”
Glancing at his bound right wrist, he gave it a tug. When the rope didn’t budge Conlin tried his left wrist and had the same results. He was truly captured. Looking up, he was snared by the vamp’s intense gaze. Sparks showered his pelvis with need. His balls rolled and his cock pressed harder against his jeans.
The vamp snapped his fingers again. “Stay with me. What’s your name?”
Heat burned a path from his groin to his face. What is wrong with me? All he could focus on was getting free and making love to the big vamp that was currently staring at him with glowing golden eyes.
What does this glorious man want? Oh yeah, my name. I’ll tell this male masterpiece anything if he’ll let me go and then fuck me well into next year. “Conlin McLauchlan.”
“Conlin,” the vamp said right before a smile transformed his face into the most gorgeous sight Conlin had ever seen.
What he wouldn’t give to see that look regularly on the vamp’s face. His stomach flipped with raw emotion. He needed to know everything about the man. “What’s your name? Who are you?”
“Tristan Wyckoff. My brothers and I own the blood bank you repeatedly broke in to. Why did you take the blood?”
Fear shot down his spine. Did vampires have territories that they protected? Would he kill Darrin? He bit his lip as he searched for a lie. He lowered his gaze to the dark purple, velvet comforter that covered the bed. A picture of himself lazing naked on the soft material flashed through his mind. His cock twitched excitedly. A groan escaped his throat. The sound brought him back to reality.
He needed a story. Keeping his gaze on the comforter, Conlin answered, “I was dared to do it. Once I’d accepted the challenge I couldn’t back out.”
Air swirled around him right before a hiss sounded in his ear. Startled,
he looked at the spot where Tristan had been. He trembled as he realized that the man was right behind him on the bed. He could feel the man’s heat. His wayward member extended painfully.
“Never lie to me.” Tristan kissed his ear then nibbled on the lobe.
A shudder shook Conlin’s body. He took a gasping breath when Tristan kissed the spot right below his ear. The vamp’s scent filled his senses. His heart pounded in his chest. The man smelled heavenly, hot and spicy. Blood rushed to his dick making his shaft throb. All he could think of was being naked under Tristan. Oh yeah. He just knew the man’s hard cock would feel awesome as it thrust into his body. With a will of its own, his butt poked out, searching for Tristan’s erection.
Tristan growled and slid his hands down to Conlin’s hips. He held them in place as he inched forward and pressed his solid shaft into Conlin’s begging ass. They both groaned the second their bodies were meshed together. He wished they were naked.
“Please,” Conlin panted.
Tristan tightened his grip for a moment and ran his lips over Conlin’s neck. “Answer the question and I’ll mate you.” Tristan slid his hand across Conlin’s erection and massaged it briefly. Conlin groaned and pressed into the vamp’s hand. He needed them naked, now. Although he’d never jumped a man before, he would love to pounce on Tristan. The man evoked a desire in him he’d never felt before. It was making him crazy for the man. He tested the ropes again. When they didn’t budge a frustrated growl erupted from his chest.
Canting his hips, Tristan ground his erection up and down the seam of Conlin’s rounded cheeks. Tristan’s hand worked its way up and over his chest and briefly caressed his neck before moving back down to press against his pounding heart.