by Maggie Walsh
“It’s okay, O, we’ll figure something out. I’ll go talk to Dell and let him know you need to take off for a few weeks and get back to some kind of normal in your life. These dark days and the cold are hard for anyone to adjust to. Then I’ll call Manson down in Chicago and have him set everything up for you. How does that sound?” Fane spoke softly as he ran a hand down Oberon’s arm, comforting him.
Oberon wanted that more than anything, but Legion’s voice rang out inside his head. “You’re mine now, boy, and don’t you forget it. I’ll give you a few days to get your head on straight and accept that you belong to me, but make no mistake, baby, you’re mine and I’ll be coming for you.”
Fuck! He wanted what Legion was offering him but... could he leave? No! Legion ordered him. If he went to Chicago and let other men do those things to him, would he be betraying Legion? Would he be cheating? Wait, what? He didn’t owe Legion anything. He certainly didn’t belong to him, so there was no cheating or betraying. But then why did those thoughts cause his stomach to twist and ache so much that he thought he was going to be sick?
“From now on this ass belongs to me and nobody else, boy,” Legion said, growling against his lips.”
“F-Fane…” Was all he managed to get out on a sob, then buried his face in his hands. Images of him and Legion in the bathroom flooded him.
Legion squeezed his cock and Oberon saw stars. “Oh yeah, boy. You're all mine. I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way your body responds to me. You’re mine already, boy. From now on you only take pleasure from my hand when I say you can have it. You’re going to be my sexy bottom and I’m gonna fuck you whenever and wherever the mood strikes me. Like right here, right now. How about it, boy? You want me to rip these pants off you, throw you over the sink and fuck you until you can’t walk? Fuck you until you can’t see straight. I’m going to make you scream and beg so loud and hard that everyone will hear you and know that you belong to me now. Let them hear how much you crave my cock like a slut. You’ll beg me like a little slut, won’t you, boy? I’ll spank your ass as I fuck you, make you beg and plead. Maybe I’ll put a collar on you and parade you around on a leash.”
“Oberon, what happened? Talk to me,” Fane encouraged softly, gently brushing a hand over Oberon’s head.
“He... he k-knows,” Oberon choked on another sob.
“Yeah, my own little pet. My very own slut who’ll bend over at the drop of a hat for me or drop to his knees and worship my cock. Your Master's cock. You’re my boy and my pet now, Oberon. Admit it. You want what I can give you. You crave to submit to me fully. You love how I control you and talk filthy to you, proving that I’m right and you belong to me. You’re mine, boy. You’re my submissive and I am your Dominant. I can feel it, taste it.”
“Who knows what?” Fane asked, concern in his voice.
“I’m the only one who’ll be inside you and know how fucking tight and wanton it is. Only I’ll know how much your ass craves to be filled with cock. Oh yeah, you like that, don’t you? You’re a cock whore, aren’t you? You fucking crave cock, but you fight it. Why, baby? Why do you fight what you need? What you crave? No more, pet, from now on you’ll give in to all your darkest desires and I’ll be the one to pull them out of you and fulfill them. Only my cock will ever satisfy that burning desire that’s hidden deep inside you.”
“L-Legion,” Oberon confessed, and looked up, meeting Dane’s concerned gaze. “He knows what I want, Fane. He knows what... He knows…”
Fane eyes softened as he cupped Oberon’s face. “Are you sure he knows?”
All Oberon could do was nod.
Fane gave him a small smile. “Okay, so he knows. This may be a good thing, O. This may be exactly what you need to finally be free to accept what you want and who you are. I know you fight it and I know why, but I’ve told you so many times, your father was wrong. He was an asshole. An evil, controlling asshole who wants you to be like him and be ashamed of who you are and what you want, but you have nothing to be ashamed of. O, there is nothing wrong with being submissive. And there is nothing wrong with the things you want your Dominant to do to you. As long as everyone in the relationship are consenting adults and all know what they’re getting into and agree to respect one another's boundaries.”
“But I’m not supposed to like what I do,” Oberon cried, his body shaking uncontrollably.
“That’s your father talking again, O. Stop giving him that control over you. He’s long gone and you will never have to see him again. It’s time for you to live your own life, O. Do you think Legion can give you what you need, and still be respectful of you?”
“I-I don’t know. No. I... I think he would,” Oberon whispered.
“Then I say stop fighting it. We’ve talked about this a lot, O, and I always said that someday you would have to face all your desires. I knew that someday someone was going to come along and be what you needed and you would have to deal with this and face it. I think that time has come. Do you want him? Are you attracted to him?”
Oberon could feel the blush rise up his cheeks and was grateful that others couldn’t see when a vampire blushed, but he could feel the heat in his cheeks. “Fane... I... I... don’t want to admit this but... yes. Yes, I’m attracted to him, and my body wants him so badly. The things he did to me. The things he said to me... Fane, help me,” Oberon sobbed again, and fell against Fane’s chest.
Fane wrapped his arms around him. The comfort felt good, but something was missing. There was a new space that had opened up inside him, in his chest, his heart, and Oberon wasn’t sure what it was. He just knew there was a new craving and the feel of great loss if he didn’t get his shit together.
CHAPTER 4
Sauli
Master was frustrated and it was starting to affect him and Taavi as well. It had been a week since Legion had cornered the vampire named Oberon in the pub bathroom and was convinced the man was theirs. Legion had given Oberon five days before he went out to find him and drag him back to our home, but Legion hadn’t been able to find the vampire.
Now another three days had passed and still Oberon was nowhere to be found. He and Taavi had talked about it many times over the past week, and they both believed in Legion and his conviction that Oberon was supposed to be with them, but Sauli was afraid that Legion might have come on too strong for Oberon and chased him away.
Legion was a very intense person and very straightforward. It was one of the things that had drawn Sauli to him seven years ago when they had first met. Sauli had been born in one of the Southern Tundra Wolf Packs, but when he turned twenty-one, his two mothers had started talking to him about moving north to be with the males of their species.
All his life he had grown up knowing that he would be sent up to either the York or Heart pack when he was old enough, but he had been very nervous about the change. His mothers told him that if he grew to want a male like most males of their breed did, then the northern packs would be best for him. Sauli had been both excited and afraid at the thought. He knew from the time he was ten that he was attracted to males not females, and seeing as there weren’t many males in the southern packs, that meant he would definitely be heading north someday. As he got older and understood more about life, his breed, and his standing in the pack being a delta/gamma, Sauli had been so excited about the idea of going north to a pack of all males. He loved sex and embraced his submissive side, which his mothers said would be a good thing seeing as whoever his chosen mate was someday he would probably be the submissive one in the relationship.
While growing up everyone knew he was a delta and that deltas loved sex more than air, and his old alpha, as well as his mothers and family encouraged him to be who he was. Outsiders would never understand the way Tundra Wolves lived, but Sauli didn’t care about that. He knew others wouldn’t understand his own parents encouraging him to be a sexual creature and a submissive one at that, but it was normal for them.
When Sauli had turned twenty-one, he
and his mothers started getting worried, because there were a very limited number of males in the southern packs, and most of them were either older males, committed males already in relationships, or young males like him who weren’t very experienced. So, instead of waiting for him to turn twenty-five, which was the norm for them, his mother decided he needed to go north sooner. So, Sauli had moved here to the York Pack when he was twenty-three. He was still nervous about it though, because he knew northern males were much fiercer than those in the southern packs, and he was so small and submissive. It wasn’t just his build though. Sauli was sure there were males in the northern packs that were five feet six inches and a hundred and thirty pounds like he was, but they were raised in the tundra which meant they were already tougher than he was.
The southern packs were pretty tough being wolf shifters and all, but they had nothing on the northern packs. His birth pack wasn’t far from a major city, and food and things like that weren’t hard to come by. Most of the people in his pack had jobs that took them into the nearby towns and city, where they worked with and dealt with humans all the time, but the northern packs were isolated and didn’t have those same advantages. Sauli was worried that he would never be able to adjust to life in the tundra.
He had been in the York Pack for just over a year when he met Taavi and the two of them hit it off immediately. The York pack was made up of artisans, and Sauli had used his love of quilting to make a living. One day this sexy man, who wasn’t much bigger than him, came into the small shop he had out of his garage, to buy one of his blankets, and Sauli thought he was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
Taavi had ended up purchasing three of his quilts and offered to take pictures of all his items to add to the pack website, so hopefully Sauli could sell more. He had known about the pack website, but was afraid of putting his blankets and things on there, because he wasn’t sure how fast he could make things to sell, but it was a dream of his, so that he could make a little more cash to live on.
Taavi was an amazing photographer who went all over the tundra and northern Alaska to take pictures. His work was made into framed graphics for purchase and also put into calendars that people around the world loved to purchase. The pack also used his talents to take pictures of all their wares to put on the website.
It was while they were working together on putting an ad together for his quilts that he and Taavi started their sexual relationship. Taavi was a full gamma and it made it hard for them sometimes, because of Sauli’s own strong submissive side, but they made it work. They had fallen in love pretty quickly and didn’t want to be separated. They had found a few men to play with both of them at times when they really needed to let out that submissive side of them both, but they mostly stayed to themselves. They had hoped that Sauli’s delta side would have been a bit more dominating, but it wasn’t so, Sauli loved submitting too much. It was their friend Tug who had told them that he believed Tundra Wolves thought of it the wrong way. They always put the more Dominant of the breed first, like saying he was a delta/gamma, but that Tug believed we should put the person’s strongest tendencies first, which would be more realistic to who they were. He and Taavi both liked that answer and agreed with Tug, so now Sauli always looked at himself as a gamma/delta, because his submissive side was much stronger.
They had realized he was a gamma/delta on his twenty-fifth birthday when his true scent came through and it was only about a month later that they met Legion. Taavi had come up with the idea that Sauli should advertise a few quilts that would be used as tapestries instead of blankets and put them on rods. He said there were a lot of people in the world who loved that sort of thing, so they decided on using one of the crafters from the pack to make the metal rods for him with intricate designs. That was when they went to the pack blacksmith and found Legion.
Right from that first meeting, he and Taavi knew there was something about Legion that called to them, and they wanted to learn more about him. When they went to meet with him a second time, to go over the drawings that Legion had made for Sauli to look over and either approve or not, Legion didn’t pull any punches and told them he wanted them. He said he felt a connection to both of them and wanted to make him and Taavi his.
The beginning of their relationship had been a whirlwind, but it was one of the most wonderful times of his life. Right from their first official date where the three of them had dinner and went to a movie, Sauli knew they were meant to be together. Legion was very dominating and it sent off all of Sauli’s and Taavi’s submissive bells and whistles. They both knew from that first date that they wanted to submit to Legion.
The following weekend after that first date, they had gone over to Legion’s on the Friday night where he was going to cook them dinner, and they had never left. On that Monday, three days later, Legion had gone back to their place and loaded all of their belongings into his truck and moved them in with him. It had been the best decision of his life and Sauli had never been happier. Both of his men meant everything to him, and Sauli would never give them up. Taavi gave him the softness of a lover as well as loving sex all the time, and Legion gave them everything else. Legion took care of them, looked out for them, protected them, but he also took care of all their needs in the bedroom. He fed their submissive sides, and fulfilled his and Taavi’s fantasies and deepest desires, but Legion was also loving and tender. He loved them both as they loved him and one another, and Legion was never afraid to show them how much he loved them, or to show that side of himself.
“What are you doing, love?” Taavi asked, as he walked into the room.
Sauli blinked a few times before focusing on Taavi and smiled. “I was just working on a new quilt.”
Taavi chuckled as he came closer and jumped up to sit on Sauli’s workbench. “I know that. I can see that for myself, but I came in almost five minutes ago and you’ve just been sitting there staring out into space. Are you okay?”
Taavi brushed his fingers through the side of Sauli’s hair, making him close his eyes and lean into the touch. “Mmm, that feels good. And yes, I’m okay. I was just thinking,” Sauli said, and opened his eyes.
“Whatever it was, it looked good, because you had this beautiful smile on your face,” Taavi replied.
Sauli’s smile widened. “It was good. I was thinking back to when we met, and then when we met Legion,” Sauli confessed.
Now Taavi’s smile brightened. “Oh, I like that story. The best moments of my life. The day I found you, then the day we found Legion.”
“Mine too.”
“So then, why do you also look a little melancholy? I can see a little light of uncertainty in those amazing green eyes.”
Sauli sighed, and put the material he had been holding, along with the needle, down on his workbench. “I was thinking about Oberon. You know he’s been hiding from Legion.”
Taavi let out a long sigh as he continued to play with Sauli’s hair. “I know, but there’s nothing we can do about it. From what Legion said, the man wants what Legion can give him, but if he’s not ready to accept it, then we can’t force him.”
“I know, but the longer it takes for Legion to get us all together, the more worried I get that maybe Legion is wrong about Oberon, and we’re back to square one of finding our other, so that we can all be bound. I mean, I don’t just want Oberon just so that he is hopefully that one for us, so me, you, and Legion can officially mate, I want him even though we’ve never met him. From everything Master has told us about him, I can picture him in my head and he sounds so sexy and I’m dying to see if we all fit together. As much as I love you both and am very happy in our life, now thinking that we have another out there to make our family bigger, thrills me. I have so much love to give, and to have more people to love and who will love me, just sounds so... so…”
“Beautiful,” Taavi whispered, his eyes showing his understanding.
“Yes, beautiful. From what Legion said, he thinks Oberon is a power bottom, but he also likes to top
. And he said the man is as big as he is. Can you just picture how erotic that will look to have someone as big as Oberon kneeling for our Master and submitting? I bet he’s stunning.”
“I agree. Even though I only saw Oberon from a distance and he was sitting at the time, I could tell he was big. That would be a sight to see though, right? And Legion said he was sure that Oberon was into the dark things too, just like us. I can close my eyes and think of him all bound and gagged as our Master fucks him, and the thought makes me want to come, but not knowing what he completely looks like doesn’t fill my fantasies.”
Suddenly an idea hit and Sauli sat up straight and looked wide-eyed at Taavi. “Why should we wait? I mean, we’ve been waiting for our Master to hunt him down, but why can’t we go out looking? Legion never said we couldn’t. He even had us looking for our other since we realized we may have another out there, like Tug and Raiden did with Alex, so why can’t we?”
Taavi sat up straighter and a smile slowly stretched his lips. “You’re right. Why can’t we go out and find him? If he’s hiding from Legion, but he’s not hiding from us, we could probably find him faster,” Taavi agreed.
Sauli jumped to his feet and hugged Taavi. “Where should we start looking?”
Taavi pulled back from the embrace, but held Sauli’s hands. “Legion said he was living with Marlo and his new mate, Fane. What if we just went over there?” Taavi suggested.