Just the way Logan wanted him.
He looked around carefully, smirking as he did so, exactly as the crowd would want, would expect. They were at a fever pitch. Males fucked males. Females sucked cocks or pushed men’s heads into their pussies. Even Jarv, the bastard, was having his little dick attended to by three Servos Six servants.
Even better than that, though, was the fact that many members of the crowd had begun to surge forwards, beating against the barriers surrounding the arena. They wanted in on the action. Were a mass of unfulfilled desires.
Just as he’d planned.
Logan turned his head to the south seating area, until he found the male he was looking for. A’rees. He was in the exact position they had agreed on, and they locked eyes in an instant. Logan nodded his head slowly, giving A’rees his cue. A moment later and A’rees grinned before seeking out several other men in the crowd. One by one each male nodded and moved into the mass of people that were beating against the barriers.
Ready now for what was about to happen Logan slipped his cock out of Matt, tucked it back into his pants, then twisted his body so that he could lift the human into his arms. Matt shifted, the abrupt change in their positions making him realize that something was happening. Logan could see his desire-filled eyes narrow but he had no time to explain. Instead he dropped a quick kiss on his open lips and whispered, “Trust me.”
The human’s eyes widened, and he looked around the arena. A moment later and he gasped. The north barrier, the place where Logan had entered the arena, fell with a thud that made the ground shake. Hundreds of frantic aliens flooded out of the gap...heading straight for them.
“What’s happening?” Matt asked. “What did you do?”
Despite the seriousness of their situation Logan couldn’t help but grin. “The only thing I could,” he said. “Now hold tight, human, things are about to get interesting.”
He raced across the arena, Matt held and sheltered in his arms, his long legs eating up the distance between the centre point and the edge. A mere heartbeat later and the east barrier fell, allowing hundreds more to join the frantic throng. Logan paused only to scoop up Matt’s golden robes before racing for the south barrier, and the tower that straddled the wall that circled the arena proper. The crowd was thinner there. They were all heading instead for the gaps in the north and east barriers rather than staying in their seats. Just as Logan had hoped.
The gravity ladder that fell from the very top of the tower was strong enough to take two large males. Logan twisted so that Matt was stood on his own two feet, and pointed upwards. “This is our way out.”
“Away from Jarv?” Matt asked, and Logan couldn’t help but notice the surprise in the human’s eyes.
Logan nodded and they both took one side of the ladder. It was wide enough for them to stand side by side. “Of course,” he said, before tapping one of the rungs. “Did you really think I would let him keep you? Now hold tight.”
The ladder lifted with a ‘whoosh’. Rung after rung disappeared as Logan and Matt were transported to the very top of the tower. A’rees was there waiting for them. He grabbed them by the hands and pulled them onto the roof.
“They’re not happy,” the other male said, grinning down at the crowd that now filled the arena. “They’ll be baying for your blood soon enough…” He paused. “Or your cock at least.”
“Then we need to get moving,” Logan said. He turned to see Matt slipping into the golden robes, and even though they were not home free yet, Logan could not help but allow his eyes to soften on his human.
He was so damn beautiful.
“The land ship will be here any moment,” A’rees said. “It’s big enough to take both of you, but you will need to hurry to get to the docking port. Jarv will know what is happening the moment that ship comes into view.”
“And everything is ready at the port?” Logan asked.
A’rees nodded. “We have you fuelled and ready to go. All the supplies you requested are on board. I also laid in a flight plan to get you out of the system as soon as possible. Just let the ship auto-navigate until you’re away from here.”
Logan stepped forward and took the other man’s hand. “I cannot thank you enough.”
A’rees grinned. “Your house was plenty, Logan. Who knew I’d be on one of the seven hills of A’lton so quickly? And besides,” he gestured in Matt’s direction. “No male, human or not, should be forced into the arena. That is not how it is supposed to work.”
“How is it supposed to work?”
It was Matt who spoke and Logan turned to see his human, arms crossed, face tense.
“It is meant to be an honor,” A’rees said softly. “To be claimed by someone like Logan is the greatest honor. We all work to one day become the male who bestows that honor. It is not about force or persuasion. It never has been.”
“And Jarv?” Matt asked. “What of him?”
“Oh…we have a surprise for Jarv,” A’rees said. “We will deal with him—”
The land ship roared into view, cutting off A’rees next words. It was nothing more than a platform with a couple of seats in truth, but Logan was painfully glad to see it. It represented not only escape, but also the route to Matt.
“Your ride,” A’rees said.
The land ship turned in mid-air, the engines shuddering, and dropped another gravity ladder at Logan’s feet. This one was automated, the ship’s computer had simply zeroed in on A’rees coordinates and responded to the instructions it had been given late last night.
“Time to go,” Logan said. He took Matt’s arm and steered him to the ladder. Logan was very pleased that the human came without question.
“You’re sure about this, Logan?” A’rees asked, laying a hand on Logan’s arm and halting him from tapping the rung. Logan was impatient to get going, but he owed A’rees plenty and was not about to forget that fact, so halted and turned to look at him.
“Of course I’m sure,” Logan said. “I would not have asked for your help if I wasn’t. And,” he added. “I asked for that help because I trust you. I did from the moment we met in the arena. You’re a good man, A’rees.”
A’rees let out a sigh. “And you too, Logan, more so than many realize, and I think I should have said this last night, but I…” He shook his head. “I know it is not my place.”
“Speak quickly,” Logan said, aware that Matt was listening to their words with an inscrutable look on his face. “And speak truthfully.”
“You know that if you do this,” A’rees said, the words leaving him in a rush. “If you take him, you will be hunted like a human yourself. There is nowhere you can hide.” He looked at Matt and frowned. “Every male and female who has seen him today will want him. Tales of his beauty will spread far and wide. They probably already have. The look on his face when you made him come…”
“He is mine!” Logan growled.
“You will live the life of a fugitive for him?” A’rees whispered. “To lose everything you have spent the last half a decade working for?”
Logan didn’t hesitate before replying, how could he? The decision had been made last night, no, more than that, it had been made the moment he’d set eyes on his golden human.
“Gladly,” he said. “Gladly.” And then he tapped the rung of the ladder and allowed it to lift them both to safety.
Chapter Twelve
Matt did not speak as the land ship sped them away from the A’lton arena. He wrapped his arms around himself to keep his robes in place and simply watched as the buildings below them disappeared into the distance. One after the other they went and Matt was not sorry to see them go. He had come to A’lton with a mission to complete, but in hindsight it had been a very bad idea. There were other places he could seek the information he needed, and though they were dangerous, he was beginning to think they were less dangerous than braving the world that demanded its strongest men fuck each other into submission.
Oh, he’d known what went on in
the A’cnal system and in Prima too for that matter. But knowing it and seeing it…and being part of it…
Matt shuddered and sneaked a glance across at Logan. The alien had a ledger in hand, and was busy flicking through information sheets. They must have been written in Logan’s own language rather than the common tongue because Matt could not understand them. For minute after minute he watched information flick across the screen and as he did so he let his mind go over everything that had happened.
The battle.
The sex.
The escape.
For some reason, and Matt suspected he knew exactly what that reason was, Logan was risking everything to help him escape. He had given up his home, his freedom, had stolen another male’s property…
Because whether Matt agreed with it or not, by A’lton law he did belong to Jarv, and the punishment for such action would be grave indeed.
Logan cursed and dropped the ledger on his thighs. He clicked the comms panel into life and cursed again. “The whole planet is talking of us,” he growled. “Probably the entire system too.”
“Jarv—” Matt began, but Logan cut him off.
“Will not find us. We’re approaching the port, look.” He gestured to the scene in front of them. “There’s our ship.”
Matt gritted his teeth as the land ship swooped down and came to a sudden, and stomach flipping, stop. Logan jumped out and before Matt could do a thing, came around and took his hand. “Let’s go.”
The alien walked quickly, his long legs eating up the distance between them and their ride to freedom. Matt stumbled to keep up.
“This port is not operational,” Matt said, looking around. “There’s no one else here.”
“I know,” Logan said. “We could hardly go to one of the proper ports. Our faces are everywhere, and A’rees was right about one thing.” He paused to open the panel to his ship. “Everyone will want you. Every slaver and pirate within the five systems will be hunting for us.”
“Because I’m human.”
“No,” Logan said, and he turned to give Matt what he could only describe as the tenderest of looks. “Because you are beautiful.”
They boarded the ship with those words ringing in Matt’s ears, and Logan took them straight to the control room. Once there he busied himself with setting all the equipment, rushing between consoles, and flipping on switches. Matt stood off to the side, his mind racing. “This ship—”
“The Americas,” Logan said.
Matt frowned. “That’s…that’s a place on Earth.”
“You are mistaken. It is the name of one of the moons in the Centuri system.”
“I know why we’re here.”
Logan took the pilot’s seat and set the ship into motion. It lifted off with the faintest of shudders and next thing Matt knew they were making their way out of the atmosphere. He looked out of the view screen but could see no one in pursuit. From that perspective they were lucky. A’lton had very little in the way of law. It was run by those with the most money and power.
“We’re on autopilot now,” Logan said, standing back up. “A’rees has set an evasive course. We can do nothing now but wait.”
Matt frowned, because Logan was avoiding his question that had not really been a question at all. “I know why we’re here.”
Logan sighed. “You would prefer to be back in the arena?” he asked. “Being escorted back to your cell?”
“No, of course not. But—”
The alien flashed him a grin. “I am rescuing you, my lover.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Why not?” Logan asked. “It is true. You are mine now.”
“Logan—”
He stepped forward. “Gods, I love the sound of my name on your lips. Later, when we are far enough away from A’lton I want you to whisper it over and over in my ear as I slow fuck you.”
“You’re rescuing me to keep me for yourself,” Matt said. “That is the truth.”
Logan shrugged one brawny shoulder. “My actions could be construed in that way.”
It was exactly as Matt had suspected and his stomach dropped. And yet, at the same time his heart fluttered in his chest and his dick stirred. It was like waiting to enter the arena all over again, or even the first time he had sat there watching. He didn’t want to want Logan, but he did.
“Then you are no better than them,” he finally said. “I thought as much when I first saw you in the arena, and I was right, wasn’t I?”
Logan frowned. “When you saw me in the arena?”
“With A’rees,” Matt said and was surprised to feel his gut clench a little at the thought of the other alien. At first he didn’t realize why but a moment later and Matt knew exactly what he was feeling. Jealousy.
Logan closed the distance between them and placed a finger under Matt’s chin so that they were eye to eye. Matt was surrounded by his scent, his body, and that along with the newfound feelings running through him was too much. His heart raced and confusion swept through his mind.
“It was you,” Logan breathed. “The lone man in the audience…it all makes sense now.”
“Logan—”
“I wanted you even then,” he added. “Before I even knew why. No other man will have you now, Matt. The thought is impossible. You are mine.”
Though he might not have bristled at the phrase when Logan was deep inside of him Matt did bristle now. He couldn’t help it. Logan was too close, the memory of him fucking A’rees too fresh. “I am no one’s.”
“I took you in my mouth, lover,” Logan breathed. “Do you understand that I have never felt the slightest temptation to suckle another male’s cock, and yet with you…” He shuddered. “I want to suckle you over and over. I want to feel your cum shooting down my throat. I want to taste every single bit of you.”
Matt was hard before he could think to try to stop it, and he sucked in a heavy breath. How could Logan make him feel this way? How could he be so easily subdued and so quickly? And yet…along with those thoughts came the thought of being back in Logan’s mouth. Matt had enjoyed it so much, and his dick wanted more of the same, enough that it pushed A’rees’ memory aside. “Logan…”
“There is nothing about you that is not perfect,” Logan insisted. “Your hair. Your eyes. Your body. It is everything I have ever wanted.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I know you must be extraordinary,” Logan said. “A human, practically untouched and moving freely around the galaxy? You are something special, Matt. I feel it.”
“Then what are you saying, Logan?” Matt asked. “You want me to be your—”
Logan pulled him into his arms and buried his face in Matt’s hair. Matt could feel him breathing deeply, inhaling his scent. The action was enough to make Matt’s heart race in his chest and confusion fill him. He simply had not expected this. He had thought Logan would be rough and domineering and no doubt the alien was at times. But, he was also tender and gentle and Matt had no idea how he was supposed to guard against that.
“My partner,” Logan whispered. “My lover. You will stay with me now, and you will never have to fear discovery again. A’rees will take care of Jarv. I am your master now.”
“No one masters me,” Matt hissed, though he was having extreme trouble putting enough force into his words. His chest was aching from the emotion in the alien’s words and his dick was stiff to the point where it was all he could do not to reach down and palm it.
“Oh, lover,” Logan laughed. “Just give me time. I will have you begging for my brand of domination.”
“I can’t stay with you,” Matt said, pulling free from Logan’s arms, trying to put enough distance between them to think. “I have a mission. There are things I need to do.”
“And what are these things?”
“They are none of your business.”
Logan slashed a hand through the air. “Everything about you is my business. You are mine.”
“For fuck
s sake, stop saying that! One fuck does not mean you own me.”
Logan’s eyes darkened, his nostrils flared, and Matt was turned and bent over the console before he could say another word.
“You want more?” he asked. “You need more already?”
“No—”
“This,” Logan said, pushing his robes to the side and running a finger along Matt’s pucker. “Is mine. I am going to fuck you until you know no man but me.”
“People are looking for us! We’re running from Gods know who! This is hardly the fucking time!”
“The ship will tell me if we’re approached,” Logan said. “It is far more important now that you realize what this means.”
“This?”
“Us,” Logan said. “Us.”
He pulled Matt up, sat down on the pilot’s seat and grabbed Matt’s hips. Matt pushed at him but Logan was, once again, too strong. Just a heartbeat later and Matt was straddling the alien, his robes being removed by quick fingers.
“My cum has sensitized your nerve endings,” Logan whispered. “It won’t hurt this time, I promise.”
“Don’t,” Matt began, but his words died the moment Logan palmed his cock. He let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes, the feel of Logan’s hand on him halting any other protest he might have made.
When Logan undid his pants and moved Matt into position, he could do nothing but allow it. He was desperate again, his balls aching, his stomach flipping in anticipation, and his ass clenching with want.
Logan nudged his cock against Matt’s pucker and slowly began to penetrate him. His cock was still wet with the lube from the arena, and Matt was still full of Logan’s cum, so he slipped in easily and Matt gasped as the alien’s girth stretched his muscles.
“That’s right,” Logan whispered. “This is mine. My cock loves being inside you. See how hard you make me?”
“Logan…”
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