An Alpha for the Demigod

by Ezra Dawn

  I lick my lips and whisper into his ear “I want you. Naked, spread wide, so that I can pound your ass and fill you with my seed, binding you to me for eternity. Does that sound good to you?”

  He groans and says, “Sounds perfect.”

  I smile “Good, then let’s get started.” I maneuver him on my lap so that he’s straddling me then I grab the back of his neck and jerk him down for a kiss. I bite his lip kind of hard forcing him to gasp from the pain. It’s an opportunity I can’t pass up so I slip my tongue into his mouth. Tangling my tongue with his I explore every inch of his mouth until it becomes important that we breathe and even then I don’t let up until the very last second.

  We pull apart, both of us panting for breath. I grab the hem of his t-shirt and jerk it over his head. Once it’s out of the way I start at the top of his neck right by his ear and work my way down, kissing and nibbling every inch of skin that I can reach without bending awkwardly. I unbutton his jeans so that he’s not in any pain while I work him over.

  He gasps and moans while I enjoy every fucking minute of it. I continue with the onslaught “Liam, mate….stop, I can’t….I’m going to….”

  I look up at him from the torture I’m currently inflicting on one of his nipples and say “Don’t call me that not when we’re together. I was fine with it before we decided to do this but not anymore. Use my real name.”

  He looks down at me with these glazed over lust filled eyes and smiles. “Okay, what’s your real name?”

  “Lykos.”

  He strokes my cheek and says “Okay then, Lykos it is.” I use a little bit of my power to teleport the plate to the sink. Once it’s gone, I stand up while holding Declan in place so that he doesn’t get dumped into the floor. I sit him on the table and pull off his jeans. There would’ve only been boxers left had he been wearing any but shifters tend to go commando. I lick my lips as I look at his cock standing at attention, all pink and perfect. I can’t wait to get my mouth on that again but I’ll have to save that for another time.

  Instead, I dive in for another breathtaking kiss, that’s mostly tongue and teeth. This time, when we pull apart panting only our foreheads are touching. I look into his eyes and say “Please, tell me you have lube somewhere in here.”

  He smiles and says, “You don’t need it.”

  I snarl “What?! I’m not fucking you dry sweetness.”

  He shakes his head “No! That’s not what I meant. I… wow this is a little embarrassing. I shit…” He’s beet red now and I almost laugh but imagining what he must’ve done has me so hot and hard I can barely think straight.

  So, instead I bite my lip and lean down, putting my nose right at the shell of his ear. “Sweetness, did you prepare yourself for me?”

  For a little while he doesn’t say anything but then he gives me this little nod and says, “I used a lot of lube and wore a plug while I cooked dinner, then I got that call from my dad so I took the plug out. I wasn’t about to go out there with a hard-on. It hasn’t been that long though so it should be fine.” Fuck…that is the hottest thing I have ever heard in my life.

  I gently push him onto his back. “Pull your knees up for me sweetness, I’ll do the work in a second I just want to make sure you’re good to go.” He nods and does as I say. I use my fingers to check how ready he is. I almost groan out loud. He’s still perfectly prepared. It might burn a bit at first but once he’s used to the stretch he’ll be fine. He groans when I remove my fingers but he won’t miss the loss for much longer. I drop my shorts and kick them to the side, then spit into my hand and use it as lube on my cock. I know he’s already lubed up but still, I don’t want to hurt him.

  I use my arms to hold his legs where I want them so that he can let go of them. “You ready sweetness?”

  “Yes! I’m dying over here! Fuck me already Lykos.” I laugh as I push inside. He’s such a bossy bottom when he wants to be.

  Chapter Eleven

  Declan

  When I got the call from my dad that Liam had been in an accident I nearly had a heart attack. I thought that fate was dealing me a decisive blow for how I’d handled things. It only hit home more when I saw him, covered in blood, sleeping against this mangled car in the middle of chaos. He was fucking beautiful but it scared the shit out of me. I thought he was dead but then the Doc filled me in on everything. I managed to get him home and get him cleaned up. Crispin helped me out a lot too. I admit I got really hysterical for a minute there, thinking it was all over but it wasn’t now here we are, fucking on my kitchen table.

  It’s kind of funny, I never thought I’d have a mate that’d be willing to dominate me because of my Alpha status but fate really knows what she’s doing. If anything Lykos can be more Alpha than me. Who would’ve thought, that my mate would be the very same badass that everyone’s afraid of. I could see why they’d be afraid, he can pull off scary badass when he wants to but for me it’s a huge ass turn on. I’ll seriously have to disinfect this table later but man it’s so worth it.

  “Hey sweetness, where’d you go just now?”

  I shrug. “Nowhere just thinking.”

  He laughs. “Well, if you can still think while my cock is in your ass then I’m not doing something right.”

  I smile. “Maybe we should fix that then?”

  He nods and gives me this heated look. “Yeah sweetness, let’s fix that.” He pulls out then thrusts back in, setting up a punishing rhythm and pegging my prostate each time. I gasp and nearly come up off the table. “Fuck, Lykos….I…harder…yes…there!”

  I dig my fingers into his hair as best as I can with the way it’s gelled. He drops one of my legs and starts jacking me off in time with his thrusts “Oh shit…fuck…” I like that he’s a quiet lover save for a few grunts and moans here and there. He’s not too talkative. I hate that shit. Makes me feel like they’re either trying too hard or not enjoying it enough so they have to fake it. I should know, I’ve done it. You can only tell a guy how tight his ass is and how good it feels so many times before it gets old.

  He nips at my claiming bite and I lose it. I cry out as my orgasm hits hard. I come back down from it just in time to watch Lykos go over that edge. He thrusts into me a few more times before he lets go on a long moan and sinks his canines into my neck. Claiming me all over again this time officially sealing it. I groan as the pleasure from his bite takes over and I come a second time. He removes his teeth from my neck and licks the wound closed then he wraps my legs around his hips and lifts me off the table.

  I wrap my arms around his neck and he walks us to the bedroom where he drops me onto the bed slipping from me as he does. He grins down at me and says “Where’s your lube?”

  “Nightstand why?”

  “We aren’t done.” He opens the nightstand drawer grabs the tube of lube and climbs back onto the bed. He hands me the tube and says “Prepare me while I get you up again. It’s your turn to claim me.” Then he turns around so that we’re in a sixty-nine position and sucks my cock down to the root. I groan out loud but focus on what he asked me to do.

  I pour some lube onto my fingers and start preparing him. Once I’m hard and he’s ready he turns back around and sinks down onto my cock. We both groan this time. “Fuck….” He holds onto the headboard with one hand to keep himself steady while he uses the other to grab onto my hair. The faces he makes in the midst of pleasure are just…there are no words. It’s an amazing sight. I just sit back and enjoy the ride since he’s the one doing all the work. He looks at me through hooded eyes “Gods it’s been so long since I’ve done this I forgot how good it felt.”

  I wrap my arms around his waist “Yeah?”

  He nods. “Yeah, I’ll have to let you fuck me into the mattress sometime.”

  I laugh. “Sounds good.” We continue to take it slow, since we’re both a little worn out and when we reach our orgasms, it’s pure bliss. I sink my canines into his neck as we go over that edge which sends him straight into another orgasm as soon as the
first finishes. Which brings our total orgasm count to three each, not bad. Lykos collapses in a heap on top of me. We’re both breathless but our bond is now firmly in place.

  I’d get us something to clean us up with but honestly, I am way too tired to move. I laugh out loud. Hearing his voice in my head like that means we’ve been blessed with a mind link. Not many fated mate pairs have that anymore. My dad and mom don’t have it but they’ve been together for so long that it’s almost as if they do with the way they can read each other. I roll him to the side and climb out of the bed. “I’ll get us a something, be right back.”

  I walk into the bathroom and wet a couple washcloths. I clean myself up with one and drop it into the clothes hamper on my way out. I use the other one to clean up Lykos and once I’ve finished I toss it then climb into bed beside him. He turns to face me, wraps his left leg around my left, puts an arm around my waist and buries his nose into my neck. He kisses the underside of my jaw and says “Night sweetness.”

  I pull the blankets over us turn off the light and say “Goodnight.”

  The next morning I wake up to the sound of the doorbell ringing. I groan and roll out of the bed. I check the time and see that it’s only 7:00 A.M. I open one of my dresser drawers and pull on a t–shirt and a pair of shorts. The t-shirt covers my claiming bite but it’ll do. I look over my shoulder and smile. Lykos is still sleeping. He’s flat on his stomach, one leg is bent at the knee and the other is straight out. The sheets are bunched up at his hips covering everything important. He’s hugging the pillow I was sleeping on and his hair is mussed. A few strands of it are hanging into his face. I love that it’s no longer completely slicked back all perfect, like he usually wears it. It’s totally adorable.

  The person at the front door rings the bell a few more times and I snarl as I stomp out of the bedroom. “Hold your horses! I’m coming!! Lay off the bell!!” I jerk open the door to find a blast from the past standing there looking exactly the same as he used to. Only with a few more gray hairs and a goatee.

  “Hey, hot stuff. Long time no see.”

  I stare in open-mouthed shock. “Joel, what are you doing here?”

  He has his hands in his pockets and he rocks back on his heels like he always used to do when he was nervous or shy. Not that he ever needed to be shy, the man’s huge. “My pack had to move territories because of some issues with another pack and a coven where we’d been living. I met with your dad and the Coal Springs Alpha a while back and they’re letting me set up to the south of here in Venetian Hills provided that I don’t cause trouble for your brother. I signed the peace treaty and documents for the boundary lines this morning.”

  He steps forward and says, “I just thought that maybe, we could catch up.”

  I sigh. Forgive and forget. “Sure, come on in. I’ll put some coffee on.” I step back and walk into the kitchen. I don’t know whether to laugh or groan because it still smells like sex in here. Oops. Better grab that disinfectant before I start breakfast later. I dump last night’s dinner that was left on the plates into the trash and put them in the sink. I start the coffee, grab a cleaning rag and the disinfectant from under the sink. I spray the table and wipe it down then I repeat the process twice before I’m satisfied that it’s clean. It now smells like lemons in here instead of sex.

  Joel sits at the table and says “Since when are you such a clean freak?”

  I laugh and say, “You don’t want to know.” I sit down across from him as we wait for the coffee to percolate.

  Joel leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. “So, how’ve you been Dec?” Gods, I forgot how much I hated that nickname.

  I smile and say, “I’ve been good. Dad’s retiring soon so, I’ll take over when that happens.”

  His eyes widen “So, does that mean there’s someone special in your life now? I know the law.” I nod. I open my mouth to say something but I don’t.

  Sweetness where are you?

  In the kitchen. My ex is here so put on some clothes before you come out. I don’t want anyone looking at what’s mine.

  Ooo testy, testy. I like the sound of that. Gonna spank me if I don’t obey lover? Mm bet you’d like that. Be there in a sec.

  I bang my head against the table. Fucking hell. I do not need to have a hard on in front of my ex. I discreetly adjust myself then move to fix the cups of coffee. I look over at Joel and say “Do you still take yours with cream and sugar?” He nods. I make his and mine then I pull out a third mug and pour coffee into it.

  How do you take your coffee?

  Black like my soul and sweet like you sweetness.

  I add sugar to the third mug then using some moves I didn’t know I had, I carry all three over to the table and sit them down. I put Joel’s in front of him, mine in front of my seat and Lykos’ right next to mine. Joel looks at the mug beside mine and says, “Dude, you trying a new way to drink coffee or is this just a faster way for you to drink your daily two cups?”

  I shake my head. “Neither.” I catch his scent before I see him. His scent is different now that we’re bonded. I still get the hint of the ocean and the thunderstorm but now there’s vanilla and raspberries mixed in.

  He’s wearing a black tank top, black basketball shorts and black ankle socks. Wow, my mate really loves the color black. Not that I’m complaining he looks delectable in it. He walks over to the table grabs the chair next to me, flips it around, and straddles the back. His arms are crossed over the back and he rests his chin on them. He leans over kisses me full on the lips and says, “Morning sweetness, you sleep okay?”

  I smile. “I slept great, you?”

  He grins and says, “Like the dead.”

  I smack him upside the head. Gently of course because I can’t exactly hurt him. “Asshole!”

  He laughs. “What? It’s funny.”

  I cross my arms. “No it isn’t. I seriously thought you were going to die. It is not funny. I don’t think it’s funny at all.”

  He scoots his chair closer and says, “Awww sweetness, I’m messing with you. Don’t be mad. My sense of humor is seriously twisted. I’m sorry.” He gives me this sad puppy dog face and bats his eyelashes so I can’t help but laugh at him.

  I hand him his cup of coffee and say “Here drink your coffee while it’s hot.”

  He takes a sip from the cup and sighs. “Ahh, perfection.” Joel clears his throat and I look over at him.

  He smiles and says, “So Dec, is this the, someone special you were talking about?”

  I nod “Yeah, he is.”

  Joel says, “He’s pretty. Want to share?”

  Before I can even react, Joel is on the floor and Lykos has him in some kind of backwards chokehold. He snarls. “I am not a fucking toy you can pass around. There will be no sharing of any kind. Do you understand me? Furthermore, Declan and I are fated mates, we have no need for a third. Get the fuck out of here before I change my mind and decide to break you.” He lets Joel up and Joel immediately makes a run for it.

  Once we’re alone, Lykos turns to face me. He’s got this expression I can’t read on his face and it’s making me a little nervous. He backs me up against the kitchen counter and boxes me in. His lips close in on mine and he says “So, I’m someone special to you huh?”

  “Yeah.”

  He smiles. “Well, you’re someone special to me too.” He closes the distance between us and fuses our mouths together with a kiss. It’s not sweet and it’s not gentle. It’s just us sharing our feelings through physical means when they are too raw to put into words.

  Epilogue

  Lykos

  Six Months Later…

  I’m a man on a mission. Someone has stolen my fucking candy bar. I need my chocolate fix to survive and it’s just gone. I am so going to kill a bitch. In the famous words of Al Capone from The Untouchables “I want him dead, I want his family dead, and I want his house burned to the ground!!” Yeah, that about covers it. Once I find out who decided it was okay to take my one an
d only candy bar they are dead meat. Oh yeah. It’s on.

  Declan is the Alpha now so he’s busy with pack stuff and I won’t bother him over this so I’ll just continue to search out the culprit. Now that we’re living together in his house everything is perfect between us or well it should be. Except people in the pack are pressuring him to have kids so that there is an heir to the pack. As a result, he’s pressuring me about what I want, and talking about surrogates, and I’m going insane!! I do not want to deal with a third person in our relationship. Which I would have to do if we had a surrogate. Besides, my wolf is not too keen on someone else carrying my mate’s kid, the jealous bastard.

  Did I tell Declan that? No, I just let him go and do his own thing so now we have to meet with some women later this afternoon and pick one. I don’t want to do that shit but I won’t say anything to him because I don’t want to hurt his feelings. I love him. I’d do anything for him and if that means swallowing my pride and bringing in a third for the sake of the pack then that’s what I’ll do. I just wish I could shake this flu, shifters aren’t supposed to get sick. I’m a demigod! I’ve never gotten sick before in my life.

  Until now of course. I’ve hidden that from him too. Which isn’t easy to do with a mind link. He knows I’ve been blocking him out which he’s upset about. He hasn’t spoken to me in a few days because of it but we’ll work it out. We’re mates, he can’t stay mad for long. But, first I have an appointment with the pack doctor to get through.

  It takes two hours of poking, prodding, and multiple tests before the doc finally tells me what’s wrong with me. He sits down and says “Well, I don’t know how to tell you this but, you’re pregnant.”

  I jump up. “What?! That’s fucking impossible!! Check it again!”

  He sighs. “We did. Four times. I don’t know how it’s possible either but, it happened. Usually, it’s only with male omegas that we experience this and you are most certainly not an omega.”