by C. R. Moss
Jack closed and opened his eyes. At this point, he’d do just about anything to be free of his confinement for more than just a quickie.
“Great. Now hang tight.” Kol glanced at the chains and chuckled over his attempt at humor.
The contraption lowered, Jack was unhooked, but this time when he dropped into the chair, Kol removed the barrier from his mouth.
“Thank you,” Jack’s voice came out quiet, raspy due to his super dry throat. Parts of him he hadn’t worked out in the gym in ages were sore and achy.
“You’re welcome. Sit there for a few moments. Regain the proper use of your muscles then I’ll take you out of here.”
“Clothes?” There was no way he’d step foot out of Kol’s sex den without getting dressed.
Kol appeared to study him. He conjured a small black collar with silver pyramid studs and snap closures. A leash dangled from his other hand. “Clothes?” He shook his head. “I like you just as you are, but I will put this on you.” He held up the band. “Please stand.”
Not wanting to continue jumping to his commands the moment they were uttered, Jack sat back in the chair. The collar seemed way too tiny to be able to fit around his neck. “Tell me what that is first.”
The creature’s features darkened. His gray eyes narrowed to a pointed glare. “Did I not just finish telling you, do not disobey me? Do you not want to leave this room for a while, have some questions answered over breakfast?”
Questions. He had a multitude of them and did want explanations. With a sigh, Jack stood.
“This is an adjustable cock and ball ring.” Kol indicated the collar. “You’ll notice this nice little metal loop on it? That’s what I’m going to attach this to.” He presented the leash. “And that’s how I’m going to lead you around my property. Now, spread your legs.”
I don’t think so, Jack thought, but at his hesitation, Kol raised a brow. Reconsidering the situation, he realized he did want to see something different, get some fresh air, and most of all, have his questions answered. He did as Kol requested.
Kol reached between Jack’s legs, cupped his balls and gently pulled them forward. He lined the ring under his sac, the back edge of it up close to his body, wrapped it up and over his cock and snapped it in place.
“I kept it a little loose so you have a little room to grow more, and once you do, then it’ll be nice and snug. You’ll find you’ll like having an erection with it on.” Kol clipped the leash to it.
The leather along with the weight of the leash seemed a bit heavy, pulled on his parts but not in a bad way. In fact, the enticing sensation shot bolts of heat up into his torso. His cock and balls pulsed, filled in the gaps of the ring. He just hoped that as he moved the material didn’t chafe his skin and ruin him for whatever Kol had planned.
Jack glanced in Kristina’s direction. “What about her?”
Kol looked over his shoulder and shrugged. “She’s fine where she is. As you’ve probably noticed, there are surveillance cameras set up in this room. Sidero or I always have our eyes on the two of you to make sure you’re all right. No harm will come to her. Put her out of your mind, and let it just be the two of us for now.” The creature yanked on the leash, which jerked on his cock and balls. He had no choice but to follow.
They went through a doorway and up a flight of stairs into a large utility room with the requisite washer, dryer, large sink and shelves with cleaning supplies. Jack was pretty sure they were no longer in the warehouse and voiced the thought.
“You’re right, Jack. We’re not near downtown. In fact, we’re quite a ways outside the city limits.” Kol opened another door.
They walked into one of the biggest combination kitchen, dining room and living room areas Jack had ever seen complete with a cathedral ceiling. The sleek, understated but elegant area was all white and stainless steel. Maple wood floors stretched out beneath their feet. To one side of the minimalistic decorated space were open doorways to more rooms and a loft that stretched the whole area above the doors. On the other side, the wall, comprised mostly of large windows and glass doors, framed a gorgeous view of a white-washed deck. A third of the deck comprised a high end barbeque grill. The middle area had outdoor couches, chairs and tables. The other end had a hot tub. Beyond the edge of the deck, the vast Nevada landscape with its sandy ground, scrub brush and scraggly trees led to a mountain range. He wasn’t sure what range he looked at, but by the faded magenta, indigo and gold over the peaks he knew he looked east.
“Come, we’ll have our meal on the deck.”
“What about your neighbors? Won’t they think it’s kind of odd for a naked man to be on your deck?”
Kol chuckled. “Jack, we’re a couple miles from the nearest house. No one but maybe those in low lying aircraft will see a thing.”
Outside, they stayed near the doors under an overhang. Kol directed him to a small café table and two iron-wrought chairs. He hooked the end of the leash to a clip on the table—far enough away that if Jack moved the leash would tug on the ring and thus him. “You like your coffee black with two sugars, right?”
Surprised at Kol’s knowledge, Jack couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, I do. Thanks.”
Kol, returning the grin, dropped the white pants that seemed to be his uniform, switched to human status, leaned forward and brushed his lips over Jack’s in a light kiss.
Jack’s cock hardened more. He couldn’t believe his physical responses to the creature. One, the fiend was repugnant. Two, they barely knew each other. Three, he was a prisoner of his. So why did he find himself so attracted to him and returning his kiss when he should be fighting off his captor and making for home?
Despite his better logic, he swept his tongue into Kol’s mouth, enjoyed the feel of his silky lips on his, and liked the taste of what he believed to be sweet tea within.
Growling low in his throat, Kol broke the kiss and pulled away. He stroked Jack’s cheek. “I want to please you … make you happy.” A grin lit his face. “I’ll be right back.”
Jack nodded, shifted in his seat and watched the naked man walk away. He had to admit Kol—as a man—was handsome, a good kisser, and seemed to want to make him comfortable. And, contrary to what he would have thought, Kol the beast was behaving like a gentleman. Bondage and punishments aside, perhaps Kol wasn’t all that evil.
I really should try to get out of here. Subdue him and run. Jack glanced at the leash and chuckled. Not like I couldn’t unlock it and get away. But then, he’s uncannily strong if he was the only one who racked me. He didn’t want to experience fighting him and getting hurt that’s for sure. Plus, seeing what Kristina’s gone through with the punishments, I shouldn’t even consider fleeing.
Jack was also smart enough to know that being naked in the arid high desert in summer wouldn’t get him very far. Then there’d be the humiliation for him and his friends if he was found. If he tried to escape and was caught, there’d be that angry glare in Kol’s eyes, like when he disobeyed the command to stand. He’d seen that glimmer in people’s eyes before. It never boded well for the ones around them. There was no way he wanted to take that chance and have Kol snap. Nope, he’d stay put.
“Here we are,” Kol sang, interrupting Jack’s thoughts. He’d returned to his monster body, and with his clawed hands, placed a tray laden with mugs, a coffee carafe, a mixed fruit bowl, toast and condiments.
Jack’s stomach growled.
Kol laughed then smiled. “Figured you’d be hungry, but I also didn’t want you eating too much or too heavy of a meal when you’re still growing accustomed to being, shall we say, under my care.” He turned the chair Jack was on away from the table and exposed Jack’s body to his view. Kol sat, picked up a piece of cantaloupe and popped it in his mouth. He swallowed then asked, “So, Jack, what would you like to know?”
What did he want to know first? “Where’s my stuff? Like my clothes, wallet, cell phone?”
“In a safe place in my house. Here you don’t need thos
e items. I am able and willing to provide everything you require … or desire. Your next question?”
“Are you a vampire? And why don’t you stay in the human form you met me in?”
Kol rubbed his wrinkly chin and gave him a sinister grin, though he probably didn’t mean for it to be malicious looking. “I like that. Direct and to the point. Let’s see. I am a vampire of sorts. I don’t drink anybody’s blood but Sidero’s. I’ve never changed anyone, and as you can see, I can be out during the day. Crosses don’t scare me. About the only things that make me a true vampire are the hideous way I look and my fangs.”
Interesting, Jack thought. He left out his telepathic abilities and how he can conjure items. “And not staying in human form?”
“The enchantment to stay in a more agreeable visage only lasts so long. It also drains me of energy that I could use for other things.”
Kol winked. The flirtatious gesture, with its hidden meaning, shot a bolt of liquid heat through Jack’s cock. The only other person he’d ever felt this with was Kristina. Another reason not to leave…curiosity.
“So,” the fiend continued, “it’s just easier to stay like this while I’m in the comfort of my own home.”
Good to know. Now on to finding out why he singled out me and Kristina. He opened his mouth to ask, but Kol waylaid him by tossing a strawberry into it. Jack chewed on the sweet piece of fruit.
“You need to eat something, Jack. There’s plenty of time for Qs and As as the morning progresses. Here.” Kol handed him a slice of toast with grape jam on it. “Please eat.”
“Thank you.” Jack took the offering and ate it in two bites. Kol gave him another one. After he finished that piece, he stated, “I’m good. Thanks.”
Over the next half hour, Kol kept trying to feed him as they talked about mundane things that couples normally talked about when they were getting to know each other. To his surprise, Jack found Kol to be of high intelligence. They had a common interest in film noir, Italian ices, and hockey. They also both liked to lounge around on Sunday mornings, listen to public radio and read the papers.
Kol was turning out to be someone he could be into, if he wasn’t some sort of shifter. A mixed-race human, even if he or she consisted of one that stepped out of some sort of fantasy realm like Kristina with her elven background, was fine for him. He didn’t know if he could wrap his head around a man who could change into something considered despicable by most people. Perhaps if he stopped thinking of him as a beast and went back to remembering him as a sexy dancer, it’d be easier. Jack wanted to ponder the situation, gain clarity, but he still had specific questions to ask.
“Now what I really want is to find out why you invited me and Kristina to your club then brought us here.”
Kol’s smile faltered. The sparkle in his eyes changed to something along the lines of panic … fear.
Jack sensed Kol didn’t want to answer the question, that he was hiding something. Good. So we weren’t random choices. He’d be able to find the key as to why they were here rather quick than waste time on generalities. It was also sometimes harder to deal with a captor when it was a random act because there was no commonality. At least that’s how he saw it.
“I’ll be happy to answer your questions, but I want to do that later,” Kol answered after a lengthy silent period. “For now I want to share some points with you.”
Chapter Seven
Jack shifted in the chair, realizing Kol was definitely hiding something. He decided to play along for a while then he planned to draw the information out of him one way or another. “Okay, shoot.”
“My plan is for you and me to spend mornings with each other. Then in the afternoons I will be with Kristina. After supper the three of us will have time with each other. If you and she are good, then I will consider giving the two of you some alone time and freedom to move about the room.”
“Sounds interesting. I do have a question though about Kristina. What happened with her today?”
Kol tapped his claws on the table. “Well, she said she needed to take care of some morning business, and when she’d been gone for longer than I thought appropriate, I went to check on her. Turns out our gal was trying to wiggle her nose to poof out of here. So I had to punish her again for another escape attempt. Not that any punishment works, mind you. She seems to enjoy whatever I come up with.” He stopped tapping and tilted his head. “Let’s not talk about her. All I want to do is enjoy our time alone together.”
As Kol reached out to stroke Jack’s arm, he morphed back into his human body. His small and withered cock turned into a magnificent one—full and erect, with a hint of a red sheen and thin purple streaks.
The cock had a nice consistent tan color, like the rest of Kol’s body. Viewing it and feeling the beast’s slow stroking, fired up Jack’s libido again. His own cock twitched. Seeing Kol as a man made it all too easy to forget he was an ugly fiend most of the time, made him focus too intently on his powerful, very dangerous but sexy to the extreme body.
“Jack, I know you’re interested in me. I’ve noticed how you react to my touch, how you consume me with your gaze like I’m your favorite meal. Don’t deny that you’d like to experience what can happen between us … what could be between us.”
Jack adjusted his seat on the chair again. The leash tugged on the cock ring and in turn moved his parts. The soft cloth of the chair’s cushion and the gentle pulling from the leash added to the lustful zings of desire running through his body. Normally the one in a position of authority and interrogation, he wasn’t used to others reading him. This new perspective, though off-putting, exhilarated him. His breath quickened. Slow and deep, he took in some air to calm his racing heart and libido. It didn’t work. “You’re right. I have to admit, I am curious.”
Kol leaned forward and placed his hands on Jack’s thighs. “I want to be your first male lover in this lifetime … perhaps your only. Tell me it’s possible.”
This lifetime? Maybe his new friend deep down was a hopeless romantic, into soul mates finding each other through time and reincarnation and all that shit. He studied Kol’s face. Hope underlay his patient expression. Dark, intense longing filled his gray-eyed gaze.
From the depths of his mind, a memory of sorts fought to escape. It seemed he’d seen that look before on someone, but the when, where and who of it eluded him.
Was he ready to appease his curiosity? Though attracted to Kol, could he be with him the way he wanted him to be? To find out, he only had to stretch out his arm, touch him, bring him close... “I don’t know, Kol,” the words fell unbidden from his lips. He almost felt as disappointed at his stupid statement as Kol looked. “I’m sorry. That didn’t come out right.”
“Oh? Then tell me what you mean. Cause from where I’m sitting your inquisitiveness and your bodily reactions are telling me a different story.”
Jack glanced down at his erection. It pointed up at them as if to say, ‘Hello. Can we play?’ “Can’t argue with you there. Just understand, this whole deal is new to me. The toys, the racks … you. Hell, up until several months ago, I wasn’t even a believer in the paranormal, and now I’m so mired in it I’m thinking I should have packed my waders.”
“Okay. I get it.” Kol interrupted, sitting back. The sadness on his face grew to encompass his whole body. He sighed. “I could love you, Jack. I want to love you. Not just physically but in all the ways that count. But if you’re unsure, then we can just sit here and talk until it’s time to take you back.”
He wished he’d been more elegant in his explanation so that it hadn’t sounded like he was turning down his advances. To the contrary, he wanted Kol, but he’d felt the need to make sure Kol knew to go easy on him until he became used to the situation. The change in Kol’s demeanor from hopefulness to despair, and the man’s obvious yearning for him tweaked his heart, but didn’t do anything to dampen the fire raging within him.
Jack couldn’t take it anymore. He reached forward, traced the hard
angles of Kol’s face, then wrapped his fingers around the back of the man’s head, threading them through his long, silky hair. Without further thought, Jack claimed Kol’s mouth with his own, exploited it for all that it was worth. Kol’s tongue tasted sweet from the fruit he’d consumed. He enjoyed the way Kol mirrored his movements as they ravaged each other’s mouths.
Kol’s hands gripped his thighs, and as Jack sucked and nipped on Kol’s lower lip, one of the dancer’s hands moved up and cupped a breast while the other slid up and over to his cock. His nipple peaked under the man’s massaging palm. His cock strained for more.
At first Kol’s fingers on his penis touched him with a hint of caution. More, his mind whispered. More of everything. Jack didn’t make a move to stop him or urge him on for fear of breaking the spell. His pulse picked up its cadence as Kol’s stroking became more assured all on its own.
The dancer broke the kiss. Kol leaned his forehead against his. “Jack, I want to taste you, bring you to the height of pleasure with my mouth.” He placed his hands on his knees. “Spread your legs for me.”
Kol’s deep-voiced command stoked the flames within Jack, so he did as requested, and Kol maneuvered himself to his knees between Jack’s thighs.
“Let’s free you from this, shall we?” Kol removed the band from around his testicles. “Looks like you’re holding up well still. Do you feel all right here?” He lightly rubbed the area.
Unable to speak due to the heat curling in his veins and between his legs, Jack nodded.
“Good. I was afraid I might have left the band on you a bit too long.” The dancer trailed the tip of his finger along each purple vein, traced the underside of the mushroom head, then lightly tickled his testicles.
Jack’s brain wasn’t quite sure what to do, considering it was reconciling the fact there was a man at his crotch and not a woman like normal, but his body sure seemed to know. Greedy for Kol’s touch, his groin jerked. The dancer’s hand closed around his cock, encircling him and stroking him from base to tip. He shivered at the sensation of Kol’s ministrations to his dick.
