Trust [The Angel Pack 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Maggie Walsh

  “He is holding that blade too close to your mate’s throat, Raith. You may spook him and make him slice your mate by accident. Let’s be smart about this so your mate doesn’t get hurt,” Gabriel whispered back. Raith knew he was right, but this was his mate they were talking about damn it. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and looked back into the house. Tom was circling Rory as he lightly ran the tip of the blade around Rory’s throat. The gag was no longer in Rory’s mouth and sobs escaped him.

  “Tell me where the amulet is and I promise I won’t hurt you, slave.” Tom spoke as he made another circle around Rory.

  “I don’t know, I swear. I don’t even know what you’re talking about,” Rory cried.

  “Don’t lie to me, slave. I have waited far too long and got all those pesky interferences out of your life for this. Now it’s time to pay up.” Tom bent down and put his face right in front of Rory’s. “Now.” He ran the blade down Rory’s cheek again, but this time with more force, a small line of blood appearing. “Where…is…the…amulet?”

  “I don’t know, Tom. I swear.” Rory cried out in pain as Tom backhanded him across the face, his neck snapping back.

  “Don’t you ever call me that, slave. You will be punished severely for that. I am your Master, and don’t you forget it,” Tom yelled in his face.

  “Not anymore you’re not,” Raith said as he stepped into the room from the kitchen door.

  Tom straightened in surprise at Raith’s appearance. He recovered quickly and stepped behind Rory, grabbing his hair in a tight grip, forcing his head back to expose his throat. With his other hand he held the blade to Rory’s throat. “How the fuck did you find us?” Tom seethed at Raith.

  Raith held his arms out to his sides, palms up, showing that he was unarmed. He shrugged his shoulders and took a small step forward. “I have my ways.”

  “Yeah, well back the fuck off before I slice his fucking head off,” Tom threatened.

  “No you won’t. You need him too much to do that,” Raith said calmly, as he took another small step forward.

  “Do you think I’m stupid? I see you moving toward me, you fucker. Stop there and back the hell up or I swear I’ll slice his pretty little face.”

  Raith stopped and took a step back. “Hey, no problem, buddy. You’re in charge here.”

  “You’re damn straight I’m in charge here. Don’t try to placate me. I’m a fucking cop, asshole. I know exactly what you’re doing, so don’t try to fuck with me. This one belongs to me, so go find your own slave and get the fuck out of here.”

  “Sorry, but I can’t do that. Rory means way too much to me to just walk away. Maybe we can work something out,” Raith said calmly.

  “Hell no. I have spent way too much time and energy to get my hands on this one and make him mine for you to just stroll in here and take him away. I got rid of that pathetic brother of mine, then I got rid of those fucking pain-in-the-ass parents of his. I gave him a home. I fed him, took care of him, he’s mine.”

  “You killed Roman? And my parents?” Rory asked in shock. “Why?”

  “I saw you first, but my fucking brother swooped in and grabbed you up. I was waiting until you turned eighteen before I made my move, but he fucking stole you from me. Then you left college and Roman behind and came home. I came by here to stake my claim on you and do you know what I found? Huh? Your parents off in the garage discussing how you should be coming into your powers soon. I hid and listened to their conversation. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing until your mother placed a cat on the bench and said a spell and a human appeared. I almost shit myself.

  “She called the cat your familiar, and said that she was going to give him to you so that he could protect you. She placed an amulet around his neck and told him to guard it with his life. It held your powers. She told him that when the time came he was to make himself known to you and to give you the amulet and the spell so you could unlock those powers. She told your father that you were going to be a powerful witch someday. She said that she had seen it in a premonition. That when you found your mates and unlocked your powers that you would be very powerful. I had to get my hands on you. You belonged to me, not Roman. And now there was another reason I had to have you. So that when your powers started you would do as I said. She said another spell over the guy and he changed back into a cat. He started to hiss in my direction so I got the hell out of there before anyone saw me.

  “You moved across town, into the city and I came by to start seducing you, but fucking Roman was there. He moved in with you and the two of you started a happy little life together. I had to come up with a plan to get you away from Roman. Then one day when I came by to talk to him, I saw the two of you doing a scene. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My sweet Rory liked to get tied up and fucked. I was already a Dom, so I took it as a sign that you really did belong to me. But fucking Roman didn’t know what he was doing. He didn’t know how to treat a sub. He was a little boy playing a man’s game.”

  Tom stepped around Rory to look at him. “He didn’t know how to please you. He didn’t know how to give you what you needed. So I had to get rid of him. So I called him that night and told him I knew your little secret and we needed to talk. I told him where to meet me and when he showed up, I whacked him in the head with a two by four and made it look like he smacked his head on the steering wheel. I put his ass in his car and drove it out to that deserted highway and staged the accident. I put him in the driver seat and grabbed his fucking head and smacked it against the wheel again, making sure it killed him.

  “But then you still wouldn’t come to me. You said you were going to move back home with your parents. So I needed to get rid of them, too. I had my sub, who was also a cop, call them and tell them that you had been found in a motel near Pittsburg. That you had tried to commit suicide by slitting your wrists. That you were found by a maid and rushed to a hospital and they needed to come as fast as possible. Then I waited for them at a spot on the highway and I shot out their tires. The car flipped about a dozen times. It was beautiful. And when it was all over, they were both dead. I ran over to the scene and retrieved the bullets, then jammed a piece of rebar into the tire to make it look like that was what blew out the tire.

  “My plan worked better than I could have ever imagined. You were so lost and distraught that you came right to me. A few lies here and there and you were finally all mine. But then he came along and stole you from me,” Tom said and looked at Raith. “I followed you from the hospital and saw where you lived. I started doing some recon on you and I found that fucking cat with the amulet. He was sneaking around your property. I tried to shoot the little fucker, but suddenly alarms started going off. I left you that note and high-tailed it out of there. Fucking wolves in the forest chased me. I thought I was a goner, but I lost them. Then the next thing I know someone blows up my fucking house. I was on duty when the chief told me. When my shift ended I was headed home to check it out when I ran into my pretty little slave outside the precinct. My luck surely did change. So, slave? Where is the fucking cat? And don’t tell me you don’t know.”

  Rory sat stunned at what Tom had just confessed. His whole life had been taken from him because Tom had an obsession with him from the time he was thirteen. And a cat with an amulet, and powers and…what the fuck? He didn’t realize Tom had asked him a question and had stopped talking until Tom grabbed his hair again and wrenched his head back to look at him. “Where is the fucking cat?”

  “I don’t know anything about a cat or an amulet, Tom. I swear,” Rory said shaking.

  “Master to you, slave,” Tom sneered.

  Raith stepped closer. “Let him go, Tom. You’ll never get away with this. If you kill him, you’ll never get his powers. And too many people know your secret now. Too many people know what you’ve done. You can’t kill us all,” Raith said.

  Tom gave him an evil smile. “There’s only you, asshole. I got rid of everyone else. Roman, the
Franklins, my sub, and now you. And Rory and I will disappear.”

  “Not exactly,” Raith said and nodded behind Tom.

  He glanced over his shoulder and saw three wolves sitting across the room watching him. He turned back to Raith. “Wolves? They yours? The same ones that chased me off your property?” Raith nodded. “Nice try, asshole, but there’s a flaw in your plan. Wolves can’t talk.” Tom smirked at him.

  Raith returned his smirk. “These ones can.” His eyes shifted to over Tom’s shoulder. “Boys, show this asshole a thing or two.” Tom looked back at the wolves behind him and they started to shimmer. His eyes went wide as three, big, strong men appeared in front of him where the wolves once were.

  They each smiled at him in amusement and Lexi spoke. “So, Beta, what would you like us to do with this piece of shit?”

  Tom turned back to look at Raith, but instead of a man standing there, there was a large wolf. His eyes focused on Tom. His ears were back and he was sneering, showing very large, pointy teeth. Tom swallowed hard. “What are you?” he asked in a shaky voice.

  “We are the Angel pack, and you have taken our Beta’s mate. Very stupid move, asshole,” Lexi said, then chuckled at Tom’s expression.

  “You’re real? Werewolves are real?” Tom said in shock. Then jumped when four more big naked men stepped out of the shadows from different locations.

  “Now I’m insulted. He called us werewolves. Do we look like werewolves to you, asshole?” Christian said in an amused tone. Tom nodded his head.

  “So, Beta? What should we do with him?” Xavier asked.

  Tom snapped out of his daze and put the knife to Rory’s throat again. “You’re not doing anything to me, you freaks. Come anywhere near me and I’ll slit his throat.”

  Lexi huffed in annoyance and rolled his eyes. “You watch too many movies, dude. We’re not letting you go, and you’re not going to harm one of our pack mates. That’s for sure.” Lexi leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest.

  “We don’t have to do anything to you. He will,” Xavier said and nodded toward Raith, who was still in his wolf form.

  Tom’s eyes went to Raith. Raith closed his eyes. Suddenly there was a loud banging throughout the house. Squeaks and squeals sounded and then a rumbling began. Tom turned his head from side to side trying to locate what was making the noises. The kitchen door swung open and a wall of water rushed out toward Tom. Tom’s eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open as he stepped back away from the water. Suddenly another wall of water came barreling down the stairs across the room and it swirled and churned as it made its way toward Tom. The first wave crashed over his body as he held up his arms in front of him. It slammed him to the floor and then the second wave hit. The water lifted him up off the floor, swirling and spinning around his body, lifting him higher, toward the ceiling.

  Christian kneeled down in front of Rory and sliced the ropes with his claws, freeing Rory. He took Rory’s hand and pulled him away from the water. They stopped by the door and turned back. Tom let out a scream, but it was quickly muffled out by the water wrapping around his head and slipping down his throat and up his nose. Rory turned his head and looked away at the sound of Tom’s bones snapping when the water threw him across the room and slammed him down onto the floor. He landed in a heap on the floor motionless, lifeless. The water cascaded to the floor all around him and spread out in a puddle.

  “Baby boy,” Rory heard Raith whisper and he looked back to find Raith standing where the big beautiful wolf was. He was gloriously naked and looking all hot as hell. Rory stepped away from Christian and ran to Raith. Raith opened his arms and caught Rory under his ass as he jumped at him. Rory wrapped his arms around Raith’s neck and his legs around his waist as Raith slid one arm up and around his back holding him tight. “I’ve got you, baby boy. He’ll never hurt you again. I promise,” Raith whispered against his neck, kissing him.

  “Thank you, Raith. Thank you for coming for me and saving me,” Rory cried.

  “I’ll always come for you, baby boy. Always.”

  “I love you, mate,” Rory whispered.

  “I love you, too, Rory.”

  Chapter 12

  “Take off your clothes, baby boy,” Raith commanded as the three entered their room. Rory swung around and looked at Raith in surprise. “Now,” Raith commanded. Rory slowly started to pull his clothes off as he looked down at the floor. “Boy, get the bands from the closet,” Raith said to Aaron. Raith could see the shiver run through Aaron at his command.

  “Yes, Sir,” Aaron answered breathlessly and went to the closet. Raith walked over the couch and sat down. Aaron came out of the closet with a couple of black leather bands. He approached Raith, holding the bands out in front of him. Raith looked to Rory, who was now standing there naked, looking lost.

  “Come here, baby boy,” Raith said in that gentle commanding voice his boys loved. Rory slowly walked to Raith and stopped in front of him, his eyes still cast down. Raith took the leather bands from Aaron. “Strip, boy,” he said to Aaron, “as I secure our wayward mate.” Aaron immediately started to strip. “Turn around, baby boy. Hands behind your back.”

  Rory turned at Raith’s command and put his hands behind his back. Raith sat forward and wrapped one of the bands around Rory’s wrist. He made sure it was secure, but wouldn’t hurt. Then he took Rory’s other hand and secured it to the first. Once he was confident Rory couldn’t free himself, Raith released his hands. “Turn around,” Raith instructed as he sat back against the couch.

  Rory turned to face Raith. His head was still bowed as he continued to look at the floor. Raith’s eyes took in all of his boy from head to toe. He was a beautiful sight. His naked skin was creamy and flawless. His gaze lowered to Rory’s hard cock as it jutted out from his body. Raith smiled as he noticed a small drop of pre-cum leaking from his boy’s shaft. My boy is so hard for this. “You were a bad boy running from us like that. You know you must be punished, right, baby boy?” Raith saw a shiver run through Rory’s body and heard a whimper escape his lips as he nodded his head. His boy wanted this, he needed this. “Boy, help my baby boy lay across my lap,” Raith commanded.

  Aaron stepped over to Rory and wrapped an arm around his waist. He moved Rory to stand next to Raith’s legs and then helped him to bend over until he was laid facedown over Raith’s lap with his hard cock between Raith’s legs. “Relax,” Raith said as he slowly caressed a hand over Rory’s perfect globes. Rory relaxed against his lap. “Kneel in front of Rory’s face, boy,” he commanded Aaron.

  Aaron moved to kneel as his Sir commanded. Rory’s eyes met his as Aaron knelt in front of him. Aaron gave him a small smile and Rory returned it. Both their eyes were full of lust at the thought of what their Sir was about to do. Smack. Rory flinched and whimpered at the sting that hit his ass. “I didn’t say you could look at my boy,” Raith said as his hand came down on Rory’s silky skin a second time.

  Rory squirmed against Raith’s legs. His creamy skin was pinking up nicely under Raith’s hand. “Beautiful,” Raith whispered. He softly ran his hand over Rory’s silky pink globe. He could feel the heat that was already starting. Rory’s breath started coming faster. “You will never run from your mate’s again. Is that understood?” Raith accentuated the question with another strike. this one slightly harder. Rory cried out in a moan. “Answer me, baby boy.” Smack.

  “Yes, Sir. I mean no, Sir. I will never run from my mates again,” Rory moaned.

  “Good boy,” Raith praised and ran his hand over Rory’s heated flesh. “Boy, rise up on your knees so your beautiful cock is at my baby boy’s mouth,” Raith commanded, and Aaron rose up to his full height on his knees. His hard shaft was now pointing directly at Rory’s face. “Apologize for making Aaron worry about you.” Smack.

  Rory’s hips started to thrust against Raith’s lap as he tried to get friction to his swollen cock. “I’m sorry for worrying you, Aaron,” he cried out. Smack.

  Rory st
arted to push his ass up into Raith’s hand. “My needy boy. I know what you need. Suck Aaron, good and hard, and make him come.” Aaron grabbed the base of his cock and placed his leaking tip at Rory’s mouth. Rory opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, licking the bead of pre-cum off Aaron’s tip. He moaned at the taste. Smack. “What did I say, baby boy? Suck him.”

  Rory wrapped his lips around the head of Aaron’s cock and sucked as hard as he could. Aaron’s eyes squeezed shut as he moaned out his pleasure. “That’s good. Let me hear how much he pleases you. Keep your hands behind your back, boy,” Raith said as he rubbed Rory’s ass again. Aaron clasped his hands behind his back. Rory’s hips started to really thrust, and Raith opened his legs slightly so he couldn’t gain the friction he sought. Rory whimpered at the loss. “No coming until I give you permission.”

  Rory whimpered around Aaron’s cock at Raith’s command. Damn that’s a fantastic sound. Aaron started to thrust his hips slightly as Rory swallowed his shaft to the base. Raith couldn’t take much more. He was about to blow. The sight of Rory deep throating Aaron and all the beautiful moans and whimpers that both of his boys were making, along with Rory’s beautiful pink ass that held his handprint, were making Raith harder than he had ever been in his life.

  Aaron threw his head back and screamed out his release. Raith’s eyes filled with lust as he watched the muscles of Rory’s throat work as he swallowed all of Aaron’s seed. Raith couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to be inside his mate. His wolf was commanding him to claim what belonged to them. “Boy, hold Rory up,” Raith commanded and slid Rory off his lap so he was kneeling on the floor. Aaron wrapped his arms under Rory’s arms and around his back, holding him up. Rory laid his cheek against Aaron’s sweat-slicked chest.

  Raith stood and grabbed a tube of lube as he stripped off his pants. He moved behind Rory and knelt down behind him. He squeezed some lube on his fingers and wrapped them around his aching cock. He slicked himself up and then drizzled some lube over Rory’s hole, making him flinch from the cold liquid. He slowly inserted a finger into Rory’s hot hole. Gods I need to get inside him now.