Bargain With the Beast

by April Andrews

  “I love that,” Tobias groaned.

  “I know,” the Beast whispered. “You’ve got me so fucking hard.”

  He pushed his fingers apart, stretching Tobias’ ass from the inside in a scissor motion. He did it several times, priming Tobias for his cock, growling his approval as he did so. “You’re ready now,” he said, his fingers stilling. “Hold on to the handles.”

  “Hold on?” Tobias whispered.

  “Yes,” the Beast said. “Because what did I tell you?”

  Tobias shivered. “That you had to fuck me hard.”

  “Exactly,” the Beast said. “And that is what is going to happen now.”

  “Will it hurt?” Tobias whispered.

  “Yes,” the Beast said. “But it will be a pleasurable pain, and before long you will beg me for more.”

  Tobias found the handles on the saddle and gripped them. As he did so he took shallow breaths, trying to relax himself…and then he felt the Beast’s cock-head against him. It was wide, blunt, and it was demanding entry.

  Despite his desire, despite craving it, Tobias couldn’t help but tense up.

  The Beast swatted him on the ass.

  Hard.

  “No,” he said. “You must relax.”

  “You’re so big,” Tobias whispered. “I can feel it.”

  “You’re going to feel it,” the Beast said, and then before Tobias could allow his body to tense back up the Beast thrust inside of him.

  Tobias let out a strangled cry, the force of the Beast’s invasion shocking him out of his lust-filled state. Christ! He was huge. Tobias’ ass was being stretched in a way it never had been before. He wiggled on the saddle, tried to pull away, but the Beast would not allow it.

  “I’m fucking you,” he growled. “Accept it. There is no escape.”

  “You’re too big!” Tobias cried.

  “Accept it!”

  The Beast punctuated his words by pulling out and thrusting back in. The lube aided him, his cock slick from it. Tobias clenched his jaw and held on to the saddle, grateful beyond words that the handles were there for him to grip on to.

  In and out the Beast went. With each thrust Tobias cried out.

  “You’re so tight,” the Beast growled. “I love how you feel.”

  “It hurts,” Tobias groaned.

  The Beast responded to that by placing a hand on Tobias’ lower back and bowing his body. At first Tobias didn’t realize what he was doing, but a moment later the saddle began to vibrate…right where his cock was.

  “Oh God…”

  Tobias gripped the handles even harder. The saddle massaged his cock in time with the Beast’s thrusts. The pleasure on his dick fought against the pain in his ass. Bent over the saddle, body prone, Tobias could do nothing but fight between them.

  In the end the pleasure won out.

  In the end he began to accept the Beast’s thickness.

  In the end he began to love it.

  “That’s right,” the Beast said. “Take it all, my perfect, little human.”

  He slammed into Tobias, their skin slapping against one another. Slammed again, plumbing Tobias’ ass with a measured precision. His hands held Tobias’ hips, guiding himself perfectly into his hole.

  Tobias finally relaxed. He had no choice. He let his body be taken and he took the pleasure that the taking gave. Inch after inch went into him—the thickness of the Beast’s cock massaging his channel with each thrust. Tobias’ balls throbbed, his cock-head tingled. Sensations raced across his skin. He had never been fucked so well. Never been pounded with such unadulterated abandon.

  When his orgasm came it did so out of nowhere. One moment Tobias was prone, sensations flooding him, the next he was screaming as his dick jerked on the saddle and shot out wave after wave of cum. It was so unexpected and it was so powerful. Tobias clenched the handles, screamed his satisfaction, begged for more.

  The Beast gave it.

  He continued to plumb Tobias’ ass as the waves flooded him, as the tingles raced along his skin, and he continued to do so as his own orgasm hit. He filled Tobias’ with his cum, shooting deep into his body, and groaning how much he loved it, how good it felt.

  To Tobias nothing had ever come close.

  Nothing had felt like this.

  To know that the Beast was deep inside him. Taking his pleasure from Tobias’ body. It was sublime.

  The Beast’s thrusts slowed. He wrapped an arm around Tobias’ body and lifted him up. With his body still trembling, with the Beast still hard and slick inside of him, Tobias felt something on his neck. He roused himself—and it was not easy, because he was so replete, so utterly satisfied—at the exact same moment that the Beast bit into his neck.

  It was not a gentle bite, but the pain was nowhere close to how it had felt when the Beast had thrust into his ass that first time. And so, Tobias let out a low cry, dropped his head forward, and let the Beast do it. He had no idea why the Beast was doing it, no idea what significance it held, but he did not care. He had just come harder than he ever had in his life. He was full of cock, full of cum…and for the first time that he could remember in a very long time…and odd as it was, because here he was, kidnapped and being fucked by his captor…but Tobias was happy.

  Chapter Ten

  Tobias awoke slowly, bit by bit, the way he always did when there wasn’t a battalion of alarms to prod him to consciousness. As he did so he became aware that he was warm, ridiculously warm in fact. He shifted, trying to find the sweet spot where sleep would beckon again…and that was when he realized.

  He was warm because there was someone next to him. Because he was being cuddled. A heavy arm was thrown over his side, his leg was entangled between two others, and a long, thick length was pressed against his ass.

  The Beast.

  And then it all came rushing back.

  The abduction.

  The underground town.

  The sex.

  The force of his climax.

  The way the Beast had carried him to the bed, allowing Tobias to fall into a deep, satisfied slumber…

  One after the other the memories flooded him, and Tobias couldn’t help but let out a low groan as he recalled everything. Part of him couldn’t actually believe what had happened, and he would have been in no way surprised to wake up in his own bed, this all being nothing more than a fevered, lust-induced dream.

  But it wasn’t a dream.

  It had happened.

  And the Beast was right next to him.

  Tobias shifted, unsure what to do. Perhaps his movement was enough to wake the Beast, or maybe he’d already been awake, simply waiting for Tobias to join him.

  “Good morning, Tobias,” he said.

  The morning after…Tobias cringed at the prospect of it. He had never been very good talking to the men he’d fucked after the fact. Maybe because he had never really known them, and what was there to talk about after such a level of intimacy with someone you barely knew? Hell, he didn’t even know the Beast’s actual name. It didn’t get more impersonal than that. And yet…in truth, and as he considered it, Tobias knew that he had never felt closer to anyone than he had last night. Never felt more like there was a connection.

  Fuck.

  “Good morning.”

  The Beast pulled him closer. “Did you sleep well?”

  “Yes.”

  He leaned in and began to nuzzle Tobias’ neck. It was the exact same place that he had bitten him last night, but there was no pain there now, just a gentle ache. The same sort of ache that was beginning to make itself known in his balls…

  “As did I,” the Beast said. “Better than I have in a very long time.” He ran his nose along Tobias’ ear, making Tobias shiver all over. “In fact,” he added. “You are a perfect bed partner. Warm. Sweet. Beautiful.”

  God…his words…the feel of his big body pressed against him…

  Tobias was hard now, his dick tingling in anticipation of more of what it had been given last nigh
t, his pucker clenching to be filled all over again. But that was no way to be thinking, the sane part of his mind screamed. He had to remember why he’d fucked the Beast. The fact that it was simply a means to an end. A way to get his freedom. Only, Tobias feared that he was already beginning to think along a different track entirely, already imagining more of that mind-blowing pleasure, and that was unacceptable!

  He shifted and began to pull away from the Beast. “I should…”

  The Beast did not let him go. Why the hell had Tobias imagined he would? Instead he flipped him over so that Tobias was flat on his back, looking up into the Beast’s yellow eyes. “You’re shy!” he said and he sounded immensely satisfied about that fact.

  Tobias squirmed inside. “I’m not used to this.”

  “The morning after?”

  “Yes.”

  The Beast smiled then, his features softening in a way that made Tobias feel like he was melting into the bed. “That pleases me, Tobias,” he whispered. “The way you gave yourself to me last night pleased me.”

  “Last night was…”

  “Beautiful,” he said. “Exquisite.”

  Then he captured Tobias’ lips in a kiss, and Tobias could do nothing but allow it. He melted even more beneath the Beast and reached up to wrap his arms around him. Like the night before, their kiss lasted until Tobias was dizzy from it, until his blood raced and his heart squeezed. What was it about this man’s kisses that made all his doubts and worries fade away? What did it mean? Tobias did not know, but when the Beast shifted position he was already too far gone to care, so far gone that he didn’t even consider why he shouldn’t be doing this, why he should be pulling away and putting some distance between them. He opened his legs and let the Beast settle between them. He expected the Beast to thrust hard, to be as aggressive as he had been the night before.

  A hard claiming.

  But he didn’t. He penetrated inch by torturous inch and Tobias had to grit his teeth as his body worked to accommodate his lover’s thick length.

  “It’s too much,” he whispered when the Beast was about halfway in. “Too much.” And yet, it both was and wasn’t. There was pain, the pain of the invasion. But there was also wetness from last night, and there was pleasure. Tobias didn’t think he had ever felt so much pleasure in his life. Knowing the Beast was inside of him. That his cock was rubbing against his channel…it was almost enough to subdue the pain.

  “You are so tight,” the Beast whispered. “It makes my head spin.”

  He eased more of his cock in. Tobias gasped and tightened his grip around the Beast, holding on tight as each inch stretched and pleasured him. The Beast responded by kissing him again, and Tobias felt like he was completely consumed by him, wrapped in his warmth, wrapped in his desire.

  “Almost there,” he whispered against Tobias’ lips, and then his cock slipped fully in.

  “Oh God…” Tobias breathed, because the moment he was full his dick twitched and pre-cum leaked from his slit.

  “That’s right,” the Beast said. “I am going to make you come so fucking hard.”

  He pulled back then, making Tobias sigh from the lack of contact, but then he thrust back in and Tobias moaned.

  Slowly, carefully, torturously, he filled Tobias over and over again, and each time Tobias either moaned or gasped. Pleasure raced through his channel and tingled up his dick. It was both too much and not enough at the same time. He wanted to be fucked hard, like last night. But this, this slow fucking, was something in itself.

  With each languid thrust his dick pressed against the Beast’s belly, his pre-cum making the movement slick and hot.

  He loved it.

  It was unbearably pleasurable.

  And it may have been minutes, it may have been hours, but eventually Tobias’ orgasm was coaxed from him and he came almost gently, softly, his cum erupting between them in wave after wave, the climax tingling throughout his entire body in delicate waves of delight.

  The Beast came moments later, groaning as he filled Tobias with his seed, whispering how much he loved it, how perfect Tobias felt…

  His weight pressed on Tobias.

  His warmth surrounded him.

  And in that moment Tobias forgot why they were doing this. He forgot the bargain. He forgot it all. He could think only of the pleasure, about the way the Beast made him feel…like no one ever had.

  Chapter Eleven

  The next time Tobias awoke he was alone. He sat up in the cavernous bed and looked around the cavernous room, wondering what time it was, where the Beast was, and, more importantly, what was going to happen to him now.

  Of course, he had no answers to those questions, and so he stood up, his legs shaking slightly, and walked around to the leather chair that had been moved back into place next to the desk. His clothes were draped across it, his sneakers placed side by side. Tobias slipped into them, surprised as he did so, how much his muscles ached. He was also surprised to notice that his ass was aching only in the most gentle of ways, but then that was because of what the Beast had done after their second round of sex.

  Tobias closed his eyes, shivering slightly, as he recalled the Beast flipping him on to his front and rubbing some sort of ointment along his pucker. It had both stung and soothed, and the Beast had whispered that it would make heal any damage he might have caused. Tobias didn’t know about that, he had never heard of such a cream, and yet…here, in this place…he snapped his eyes open…who knew what was normal?

  He turned around, planning to use the bathroom which he now knew was through one of the doors in the tunnel outside the main door, but something caught his eye. He looked down, to the desk, and saw a note. It was addressed to him.

  Tobias, back soon, wait for me.

  Not exactly verbose, Tobias thought, but then had he really imagined the Beast would be? Because, and Tobias shivered at this realization, what did he really know about the Beast?

  Nothing. Nothing at all. Except the way he fucks…

  Tobias sighed and backed away from the note, and as he did so, the reality of what had happened to him in the last twenty-four hours began to hit home. Perhaps it was because the Beast was no longer in the room with him, drugging him with his kisses, coaxing him with his beautiful smile, but as Tobias moved across the room the full extent of what had happened began to make itself known.

  He had been abducted.

  He had tried to escape.

  The only way to do that had been to fuck the Beast.

  And so he had.

  Only, and Tobias stopped now, the door to the tunnel just off to the side, he had to be honest with himself, and that honesty included admitting that it hadn’t just been the bargain that had him freely bending over that saddle. He had done so because he wanted to. Because no one had ever made him feel like that man did.

  And so what will you do now?

  Tobias lifted his hand and ran it through his hair. He had no answer to that question. None at all, and perhaps he might have, soon, if he thought about it enough, but Tobias’ thoughts halted then, because he could hear voices, and they were coming from the other side of the door.

  One of them was the Beast’s.

  Curiosity, that damn curiosity running through him Tobias crept over to the door and placed his ear against it. The wood was cool, but not cold. Nowhere was cold down here, though Tobias was sure it should be, they were underground after all.

  He closed his eyes, trying to catch the voices, they weren’t right outside, so it was difficult, but after a moment, breathing steadily, Tobias caught them.

  “He’s fine,” Tobias heard the Beast say.

  “Does he know?” someone asked. Tobias felt sure that voice belonged to Gregovitch, the Beast’s brother.

  “No,” the Beast said. “It is not time to tell him yet.”

  “So you’re letting him go?”

  Silence held for a moment. Tobias waited with it, eager to hear what the Beast was going to say, because they were obviousl
y talking about him, but the next words answered a different question entirely.

  “Have you spoken to Layla?”

  Gregovitch cursed. “I’ve spoken to her alright. That girl…” He paused. “Karl needs to take her properly in hand.”

  “He will,” the Beast said. “After the turning.”

  “She has already been claimed,” Gregovitch said. “Already been turned. She shouldn’t still be behaving this way.”

  “She was an outsider,” the Beast said. “It will take her some time. More than it would usually considering where she was taken from. Give her time.”

  Taken? Tobias let out a soft breath. So Layla had been abducted too? Was trying to get home. Was maybe even being held against her will? Only, the Beast had said she was engaged to Karl, and behaving petulantly, so what did that mean?

  “Time?” Gregovitch snapped. “Two years is not enough?”

  “Time passes differently here,” the Beast said. “You know that. The years can slip by so quickly and yet sometimes slower than one would ever expect.”

  “Perhaps you should speak with her?” Gregovitch suggested. “She’s always had a soft spot for you.”

  The Beast sighed. “Once I have taken care of Tobias I will.”

  Gregovitch laughed. “You already took care of him last night.” He paused. “You claimed him didn’t you?”

  “Yes,” the Beast said. “There was no choice about that. I knew as soon as I looked into his eyes that I would have to.”

  “As did I,” Gregovitch said. “The way you looked at him…”

  Silence again. Tobias shifted. His mind racing.

  “And the complication?” Gregovitch finally asked.

  “I will find a way to deal with it,” the Beast said. “It might take some time but I will fix this.”

  “You better,” Gregovitch replied. “One human cannot destabilize your position.”