by Maggie Walsh
Whenever Tug wanted him in their playroom, he would always dig out these sexy jeans, that were so soft and comfortable, with a rip under the left ass cheek and some fraying along the bottoms by his ankles. He also never wore shoes when he had those pants on, or a shirt, and the top two buttons of the button fly jeans were always open, giving Raiden a view of his happy trail of black hair that went from his belly button to his groin. The look was so fucking hot and got him hard every damn time.
Coming out of his lustful thoughts, Raiden jumped in the shower quickly, hissing at the too hot water. He quickly adjusted the temperature and stepped under the spray. He didn’t know what his Master had in store for him tonight, but whether it was a punishment or a reward, Raid would take it and revel in it. Of course, he would do his best to be back in the kitchen in time, but even the thought of a punishment filled him with a need, so bad it hurt.
He quickly scrubbed from head to toe and rinsed, then filled the enema bottle. Lying on his side on the wide bench they had built against the far wall, Raiden took care of Tug’s wishes and made sure he was clean inside and out. Once he was done, he put everything away and grabbed a towel, then hurriedly ran it over himself as he ran back through their room. He rubbed the towel across his dripping hair as he headed down the stairs, then quickly tossed it across the room, brushing his fingers through his wet hair as he slowed his pace, and strolled into the kitchen like there was nothing happening.
One look at Tug’s face and Raiden knew he wasn’t fooling his man. Tug was fully aware of every move he made, and the amused smirk that he wore as he slowly drank from his wine glass as their gazes met, told Raiden that Tug was aware of his antics, and also that he had missed the deadline. Raiden wasn’t sure if he wanted to fist pump the air or jump for joy. He gave his man a soft smile and walked to his chair, then pulled it out and sat.
“So close. Ten seconds late. You know what that means, pet. You will be punished, but not until we’ve shared this wonderful meal,” Tug announced, as he poured a glass of the dark red wine, then leaned in and handed him the glass.
Raiden took it and smiled. “I’m sorry, Master. I tried so hard to please you.”
“Oh, my amazing pet, you always please me, but I have a sneaking suspicion that you were late on purpose, and I do believe that is my fault. I have been neglecting your needs and for that I’m sorry,” Tug said sincerely. The words and look in his Master’s eyes told Raiden that Tug meant every word.
“I know how busy you are and how important what you do is,” Raiden replied.
“I sling beers and food at a pub. It’s not that hard or important,” Tug argued, and took a sip of his wine.
“You know what I mean. You do a lot more than that and only a very few people in the pack know it. Me included. I didn’t want to put more stress on you.”
Tug put his glass down and leaned in, taking Raiden’s free hand as his eyes softened. Tug kissed his knuckles then said, “I know that, and I thank you for always supporting me and for standing by my side, but can you please tell me when I am being an idiot and neglecting you again, baby? I hate seeing you so in need.”
Tears burned the backs of Raiden’s eyes. Gods, he loved this man. “I promise.”
Tug smiled bright. “Good. Now, let’s eat this amazing meal, then get our night really started.”
Raiden smiled as he placed his glass on the table, then pulled his hand free and reached for the platter of meat to serve his Master. Tug stopped his hand, and Raiden gave him a confused look. Tug shook his head and grabbed Raiden’s plate. “Let me. Tonight is about me taking care of all your needs.”
“But what about yours?”
“Don’t you worry, pet. All my needs will be taken care of when I know I have made you happy, and that I am sure you know how much I love and adore you,” Tug replied, then filled Raiden’s plate with food.
Raiden’s heart filled with joy and happiness, and his hard, heavy cock stood straight, leaking, and begging for his Master’s touch. Tonight was going to be amazing, he just knew it.
CHAPTER 4
Raiden lay helpless, his hands bound above his head, his thighs resting in the large stirrups, and his ankles dangling from the straps hanging from the ceiling. His legs were completely spread wide and he was totally exposed to his Master’s every will. A red ball gag held his moans in and the strap across his hips kept his lower half secure and unable to move. His Master had more than one surprise in store for him and Raiden couldn’t be more thrilled.
After dinner they had made their way up to their playroom where Tug allowed Raiden to suck his cock until he came and gifted Raiden with his seed. Then Master spanked him over his knees until his ass was a fiery mass. He had loved every minute of it, but when Raiden saw the new equipment they had ordered a few months ago had finally arrived, he was beyond turned on. He had always had a thing for darker needs and his Master was always willing to try what he wanted. They had found so much pleasure exploring all their desires together and tonight wouldn’t be any different.
When Raiden saw the doctor’s examination table set in the corner, with a wall of instruments all set up as if he had just stepped into a doctor’s office, his cock began to throb painfully. Tug had ordered him to lie down, then examined his anus using his fingers and lube. He massaged Raiden’s prostate, then fucked him with a hard, cold, metal dildo. The thing was unyielding and so fucking hot.
Now his Master stood between his splayed legs, pounding into him, making Raiden scream his delight behind the gag. He threw his head back and shook it from side to side as the pleasure washed over him, engulfing him. Tug rode him hard, thrusting in and out at a fast, hard pace. Tug panted and groaned, sweat running from his face and chest, his skin glistening, and Raiden wanted to lick it, take inside him all that Tug had to give him.
His cock was throbbing, begging for release, but Raiden knew he wouldn’t come—not until his Master gave his permission. He felt Tug’s cock thicken inside him and knew his Master was close. Raiden closed his eyes, loving that he was the vessel that was bringing such an intense man this pleasure, this release. It was what he lived for. His eyes snapped open when he felt his Master’s sweaty chest press against his, Tug’s weight upon him. Their gazes met and Raiden saw all the love that Tug had for him inside his amazing dark blue eyes, and all the stress and confusion, the worry he had been struggling with, just evaporated. Tug was his, and he was Tug’s. The world was right again.
Then his Master leaned forward and blew his mind. Tug nuzzled the side of his neck, then bit, sinking his canines deep inside Raiden’s flesh, claiming him again. Between the euphoria the bite brought, along with the knowledge that Tug was claiming him, proving to him that Tug still gave Raiden his heart and trust, meant more to him than anything else in the world. His man had taken the time to give him a special night, then made sure all his needs were met and that Raiden still knew that they were one. It had been the most amazing night they had enjoyed in a very long time.
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Tug was such an asshole. After he had claimed his mate again, reaffirming their love and commitment to one another, he could feel the change in his man, and knew that Raiden was now at peace. It was all his fault. As Raiden’s Master, it was up to him to read the signs and know when his pet was in need, and he had failed. He would never allow himself to do that again, even if he had to go to his alpha and tell him he quit. Raiden was his life, and Tug needed to make more time for him and their relationship.
Once they had both come so hard they shook the exam table, Raiden passed out. Tug gently moved from his mate’s body, then cleaned him up. He helped a loopy Raiden to their bed and tucked him in, then Tug took a quick shower and returned to his man, cuddling up beside him and holding him close.
Now he lay in the dark, his Raiden pressed against his side, with his head resting on Tug’s chest as he stared at the ceiling, wondering what he was going to do now. He would never do anything to lose what he had with Raiden,
but the thought of a third kept coming back to him.
Tug knew the beta in Raiden needed to dominate, but that it was a luxury his lover was rarely able to experience. It was something that Raiden had struggled with and fought so hard against when he had first moved to the York pack, and when they had first come together almost four years ago. Tug had helped Raiden to accept who he was, both his Dominant and submissive sides and to love it all, but Raiden’s need to dominate was still unfulfilled.
They had spoken many times about bringing another into their relationship. Someone who would fit with them, and want what they had to offer. Someone who would want to become their permanent third, their other mate. They wanted to find the perfect man to share their lives with and make a full commitment to, but had yet to do so. He knew it was affecting Raiden, because it was affecting him. Tug had an idea about who he thought might be perfect for them, but he was afraid to say it. He was afraid it would only lead to heartache again when they found out that Alex couldn’t give them what they sought.
He and Raiden both had some dark desires, and they wanted so badly to give in to the need, but Tug didn’t think the little delta/gamma could handle what they would dish out. It wasn’t easy for anyone to submit to two Masters, but then at the same time accept and understand that one of those Masters also needed to submit as well.
When it came to the things they had dreamed of doing to a third together, Tug was even more worried that Alex was the wrong man, but he couldn’t deny the attraction he felt toward the young delta/gamma. Every time Tug saw him in the pub with his friends, Tug couldn’t stop looking at Alex, wondering what that lithe body would feel like writhing below him, or dancing on his cock. What would it look like when Raiden Mastered Alex and fucked him raw? Tug might not be a submissive himself, but he had seen Raiden when he dominated others. The man was a beast and loved to fuck hard and deep. Raiden loved to drive his submissive lovers insane with orgasm denial, then he would fuck them for so long that they would pass out.
Tug thought that was one of the major problems whenever they did allow a third into their play. No one could take Raiden’s dominance. Tug was sure that once they found a permanent third and Raiden had more opportunities to use his dominance, he would even out and be a wonderful Master, but would Alex be able to handle what Raiden dished out long enough for that to happen? Maybe they needed to start looking at full gammas again, or maybe even an omega.
He and Raiden had talked of it before, and as much as they wanted another, they didn’t want a slave, or someone to control twenty-four seven. They wanted a partner. Another love in their lives. Another mate, but one who would submit to their every sexual desire.
“You’re thinking too hard,” Raiden grumbled against Tug’s chest.
“Sorry, love. Go back to sleep,” Tug replied, and kissed the top of his head.
Raiden sighed, then pushed up so he was resting on his elbow, his face on his hand, and looked to him. “What is it? I can feel the stress rolling off you. After what we just shared tonight, I was hoping it would ease you.”
Tug reached out and brushed a lock of hair from Raiden’s face as he smiled tenderly at his mate. “It did, baby. I feel amazing. Thank you for such a wonderful night.”
“But? I hear a but. Just tell me. Please. You made me promise to talk when something was bothering me, so that rule should apply to you as well, so talk,” Raiden insisted, as he sat up fully and leaned against the headboard.
Tug blew out a rush of air, then sat up beside Raiden. “I was thinking about a third.”
Raiden’s eyes widened slightly, but there was no shock there, just interest, which was a good sign. “I thought we decided not to do that?”
“Well, technically, we didn’t take it off the table. We just decided we would walk away for a while, but I was thinking. I know it’s something you need, baby, and it’s something that I want too. But, with all the work I’m putting in, I can’t keep neglecting you and your needs as well as my own. If we found that permanent third, the man we could love and who would love us and be our other mate, he could be here for you on those nights when I’m not here. You wouldn’t be alone, and when I am here, I would have two wonderful men to love on, and show how much they mean to me.”
“I don’t want a third just so that I won’t be alone, Tug. If all I am meant to have is you, then I can live with that. We’ll find a way, like tonight, to find the moments we need to come back together. We’ll both try harder this time. But I won’t bring in another just so I won’t be alone. It wouldn’t be fair to him or you,” Raiden argued.
Tug quickly turned so that he was fully facing his man, and cupped Raiden’s face between his hands. “Oh, love, I know that, and that’s not what I’m saying, at all. I agree with you. But, I think that on those nights when I’m not here to hold you, to love on you, that if you had someone here to shower you with their love, someone for you to focus on and take care of, it would ease some of my worry that you weren’t feeling alone. I think we should seriously start looking for a third again. Maybe we could visit some of the other packs, or look for someone new here. Someone we never thought of before,” Tug said hopefully.
Raiden narrowed his eyes at him, and Tug knew he was busted. “You already have someone in mind. Who?”
“It’s not like I’ve been hounding after someone, Raiden,” Tug huffed, as he drew back and leaned against the headboard again.
“I didn’t say you were, but I can see it in your eyes that’s there’s someone you’re thinking about.”
Tug sighed, and ran a hand down his face. “Okay. I’m caught. There is. I don’t know if you know him, because we run in different circles, but he’s someone that comes into the pub with his friends occasionally. I’ve actually known him for years, but it wasn’t until recently, about six months ago, when I realized he was a gamma/delta. Everyone thinks it’s the other way around, always putting the more dominant part of us first, but I don’t. I think we need to start putting the strongest feature first, and Alex’s gamma is definitely the stronger bloodline in him, and the delta comes second. Just like your delta is more prominent over your beta, and that’s why you love to submit first, but also need to dominate. I was actually going to talk to Dell about my theory―”
“Stop, love. I know what you’re saying. We’ve had this conversation before, and I agree with you. And no, I don’t know who Alex is. But, I will say that if you think this Alex may be interested or compatible, then I want to meet him. I’m not saying I want to invite him into our lives just yet, but I want to meet him.”
“Well, that’s part of what I’m struggling with,” Tug confessed.
“And what’s that?” Raiden asked.
“Every time I look at Alex, I feel an attraction toward him, but I’m not sure he can handle us.”
Raiden smirked. “You like the little gamma/delta and want to fuck him, but you’re afraid I’ll get jealous,” Raiden said, as a statement, not a question.
“Hey,” Tug protested, and turned toward his lover. “That’s not it at all. I mean, yes, I want to fuck him, but no, I don’t think you’ll get jealous. It’s not like we haven’t brought in a play partner here and there over our years together, and I know how much it actually turns you on to watch me dominate another, and then fuck them senseless. It’s Alex himself. He walks around like the typical delta getting his rocks off and fucking anything that moves, but I’ve noticed a change in him lately. I’ve noticed his interest in the men he’s been choosing, being the more dominant men in the pack. I see a lot more of his gamma coming through, and I can sense he wants to submit fully to a Master. A permanent Master. But that doesn’t mean he would be into what we want. I don’t know if he can handle everything we would demand of him, love. You and I work so wonderfully together, because our deepest darkest desires match perfectly. I worry that Alex won’t be able to handle us and I don’t want to scare him off, or turn him away from his natural self. I can see he’s just finding himself and coming int
o who he really is, and I don’t want either of us to be the ones to affect him and turn him around.”
“Hmm. I see what you mean and I agree. I don’t know who he is, but I would never want to do something like that to someone. What if we got him to come play with us, just play? We could invite him in for a night and maybe get a feel for him and what he wants. Or, maybe we invite him over, and before we jump his bones, we actually talk to him and ask him,” Raiden suggested.
Tug smiled at his lover. “Well, I guess we could always do that. It may be the best way to handle this situation, then we won’t get in too deep, or let our hearts get involved again before we find out if he’s compatible. I like it.”
“Is there a specific night he comes into the pub?”
“No, it’s always random, depending on when his friends come in. They were just in a couple of days ago with Jag, the visiting beta from the Heart pack.” Suddenly a memory came to him and Tug began to chuckle.
“What?” Raiden asked.
“That night, I was bringing drinks over to the next table and I heard Bo yell at Alex about checking out the beta, and then declaring how he thought Alex was interested in bending over for me. Alex looked horrified, but in the kind of ‘why would you yell out my secrets in public like that’ look. I could see it in his eyes that what Bo said was true,” Tug said, with pleasure.
“So what did you do?”
“I leaned in very close and pressed my chest against his back, then whispered in his ear that I would love to bend him over any surface and fuck him, that the idea thrilled me, but I didn’t think he could handle me and my partner, and we were a package deal. Then, I told him that as much as we loved to fuck and fool around, having two Dominants control him was probably too much for him, so he should look somewhere else.”
