by Maggie Walsh
After they rested on the sofa together for over an hour, Legion’s need to claim Oberon was riding him hard. The scent of the man sitting so close to him was beginning to be too much and Legion’s wolf wanted out again. He woke up Sauli and Taavi and instructed them to shift, then go off into the corner and claim one another while he claimed their last mate.
Oberon’s eyes widened and filled with lust and excitement at his Master’s demanding tone. Legion knew his new lover, his mate, wanted to be dominated. Legion also knew how much Oberon wanted to fight him before he submitted. Just like the thrill it gave Sauli in those times he needed the fight and submit, Legion knew it was what Oberon needed as well, and he would always give it to him... starting now.
They watched as Sauli and Taavi stood up on the couch, then shifted into their wolf forms and jumped off the furniture. The two walked side by side to the corner of the room, not far from the fireplace and began circling each other. Legion smiled, knowing they loved to fuck each other, but he knew Taavi would win this standoff. Sauli was a true bottom and very rarely topped Taavi.
When Taavi’s wolf struck and pressed Sauli’s wolf to the floor, then lay on top of him, Legion turned his sights on Oberon. The man sat there totally entranced by the pair of wolves in the corner. His eyes wide as his chest rose and fell as his breathing increased. Legion looked down to Oberon’s lap and watched as that big fucking cock filled to hardness and a drop of pre-cum slipped from the tip and rolled down the side. He licked his lips as his gaze followed the drop down to Oberon’s heavy sac and the thick thatch of golden white hair that nestled his package. He smiled thinking about shaving Oberon bare. He loved his boys hairless, except for what was on their heads. There, he loved long hair that he could run his fingers through, wash, brush, and most times use to pull.
Oberon’s long white-blond hair was one of the first things that drew Legion’s attention, besides his stunning icy-blue eyes. From that first night they met in that cabin, Legion knew he wanted Oberon, but at first had felt so guilty, thinking he was somehow cheating on his boys. But when he got home and told them about Oberon, both boys had been excited and reminded him about his theory that they had another out there. It was in that moment that Legion was sure he had found their other man in Oberon and he had been right. This beautiful creature was their Linchpin and was the gift that would bind them all together. Legion would show his new boy with his actions how grateful he was and how special he thought Oberon was, but, right now, his wolf was riding him hard and scratching to get out. It was time for him to start showing Oberon that all his deepest, darkest desires would be fulfilled and respected here.
He lifted his gaze to Oberon’s face and met those gorgeous blue eyes looking back at him. Oberon was now panting heavily, his lips slightly parted and his eyelids hooded. The depth of the need he saw inside Oberon’s eyes made Legion’s breath catch for a moment before he shook it off and steeled himself to be the Dominant that Oberon deserved.
He smirked at the sexy man and said one word in his demanding voice, “Run.”
Oberon’s eyes widened as he stared at him. Legion slid from the sofa, never breaking their gazes, then stood to his fullest height. Oberon’s gaze slowly looked over his naked form, his eyes seemed to be eating Legion up and Oberon licked his lips as a small whimper escaped them.
“I won’t say it again,” Legion growled.
The sound shocked Oberon out of his daze and he jumped from the sofa and took off down the hall. Oberon had no idea where he was going, but Legion knew it didn’t matter. Their house was full of fun toys that Bo had crafted for them, so no matter where Oberon went, Legion would have somewhere delicious to overtake his man. Legion closed his eyes and let his wolf forward, but not completely. He needed to claim Oberon in his third form. Fucking both Sauli and Taavi in their wolf forms had been two of the most amazing moments of his life, but now he would claim a mate in his other form and the thought thrilled him. It would be a combination of both him and his wolf.
Legion flicked his gaze to the corner to check on his boys first and found Taavi’s wolf fucking Sauli’s wolf hard as Sauli’s wolf whined and writhed below him. Legion smiled, then turned away and started stalking down the darkened hallway—not that the dark made any difference to paranormals, they could still see.
He lifted his head and scented the air, then smiled when he smelled Oberon’s unique wild musky scent that was laced with a sweetness almost like mangos. He reached the first door, which was the bathroom, but knew Oberon wasn’t in there. Slowly making his way to the back of the house, Legion followed that delicious scent through their large bedroom and en suite bathroom, then his office, Sauli’s workroom, then Taavi’s. Oberon had been in each, but wasn’t in them any longer. A thrill raced through him when Legion thought of what rooms were left.
He wrapped his hand around his hard shaft and started to slowly stroke as he turned down the next hall and headed toward the playroom. He had hoped to save that for another time, or many times in the future, but Legion was excited that Oberon had found what his boys liked to tease him about by calling it Legion’s Lair. Every room in their home was designed and fitted with special sex furniture, so he could enjoy his boys wherever or whenever the need came—which was almost always when he was home—but their playroom was extra special. He had stocked it with some very unique pieces that Bo had constructed for him. All of his treasures were sturdy, not like some of those pieces you found online, and he always took his boy’s comfort into consideration when he designed them.
A thought suddenly hit him and Legion stopped. Oberon wasn’t a wolf mate so he wouldn’t be naturally lubricated like Taavi or Sauli. He would need slick to take Oberon. It wasn’t a problem seeing as they stored the stuff all over the house. Legion moved to a curio cabinet that stood at the end of the hall and opened a drawer, taking out a tube, then he closed the drawer. He heard a soft gasp then a moan coming from behind the door and smiled, realizing Oberon had now seen their playroom.
He opened the door and flicked the light on, filling the room with brightness. Oberon was in the far corner, looking like he was about to hide behind the large four poster bed, but he spun around to face Legion when the lights were flicked on. Gods, the man was stunning even in his true vampiric form. He was about a foot taller than normal and wider, and his already-large cock was now massive, but Oberon was still a bit smaller than him in his third form.
“Come to me and drop to your knees before your Master,” Legion demanded.
He knew Oberon wouldn’t. He could see the wild look in his eyes, the need to fight, and it turned Legion on even more. Oberon took a step back as his eyes darted around the room. He was looking for a way out. Legion smirked, knowing that Oberon would have to go through him to escape seeing as he was blocking the only door.
“I won’t tell you again, boy. Get on your knees and suck me. I’m gonna fuck your throat so hard you won’t be able to talk more than whisper for days.”
He saw the shiver run through Oberon and Legion took a step closer. Oberon’s gaze was frantic as he looked from left to right and seemed to stop momentarily on a few pieces of furniture. He knew the man would never have seen some of them before, because he had designed them himself specifically for his needs and his boys.
“Not now, but soon, I will use everything in this room on you, boy. I’ll tie you down and fist your ass. I’ll shove my arm so far up inside you you’ll feel me in your gut.”
Legion took another step and Oberon moved to the right, bolted around some furniture and headed for the door, but before he could reach it, Legion was on him. He slammed Oberon on the back, forcing the man to the floor, then jumped on top of him. Oberon bucked and fought and was able to twist around to lie on his back beneath him. Legion quickly captured Oberon’s wrists, lifted his arms high over his head, pinning them to the floor. Oberon went wild, twisting and thrashing, bucking his hips as he hissed. His eyes had gone red, but Legion could see the lust within them. All thi
s fight to get loose was only revving Oberon’s desire higher.
As Legion got caught for the moment in his thoughts, Oberon bucked hard, throwing Legion off him and he rolled to the side as he released Oberon’s wrists. Oberon scrambled to his knees and placed a foot on the floor to stand, but Legion was faster and moved in front of him and grabbed his head between his hands. Using his strength he pressed down, forcing Oberon to place his leg back on his knee for balance or fall over.
“Go ahead, boy, fight me, but we both know you want me. We both know how much you crave to have my cock. You love cock, don’t you? Sliding down your throat. Filling your ass. Stretching you wide. You’re a cock slut and a size queen. I can see it in the way you look at my big cock. Well, you’ll get your wish, slut. From now on, you’ll take my cock whenever I want you to. Doesn’t matter where we are or who’s around. From here on out, you’re my own personal cock slut. I’ll walk you around town on a leash and make you suck my cock in front of everyone.”
Legion watched closely as he spoke. He knew Oberon would love every dirty word out of his mouth. The man's breathing was ragged and quick, his chest heaving, and his eyes were blown from his lust. Yeah, Oberon wanted everything he was saying. His new boy wanted it all. Legion could see the need and desire in Oberon’s eyes to be controlled and dominated, but also to be shown off. There was no humiliation in it, only a need to prove to others that he was wanted, and by submitting to Legion in a public way, it would feed that need. Legion would stow away that information for another day. Right now, he needed his boy fucking frantic with his dark desires. He needed to pull every one of them out of Oberon and show him that it was okay, that he was safe, and that what he wanted was accepted here. Then he needed to claim him. He knew from their encounter in the bathroom at the pub that nothing got Oberon more excited than filthy talk, so Legion would oblige.
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Oberon
Fuck! Oh gods, how he wanted everything Legion was saying to him. Every fucking dirty word that fell from Legion’s lips was a promise of things to come, and Oberon finally felt free to embrace them. He looked up at the half man, half beast’s body and licked his lips. All the tight muscles and ridges were glorious, and that huge cock was right in front of him, teasing him. Oberon wanted to lean forward and swallow it, but he knew he couldn’t. From now on there was nothing he could do without Legion’s permission, and the thought thrilled him. He would no longer run from his life or the things he wanted—no, needed—and he would embrace his life to the fullest.
Oberon looked up higher and met Legion’s gaze, and he sighed. He had finally met his true Master. The man who would give him everything he needed, while keeping him safe and cared for at the same time. As much as he wanted to fight Legion right now, because he loved the struggle, Oberon felt a peace like never before fill him as he accepted Legion as his Master, and all he wanted to do was submit to his every wish.
Legion’s grip on his head loosened as he slid one hand lower and cupped his cheek, then rubbed his thumb across it and Oberon saw Legion’s eyes soften, but his words remained hot and demanding.
“You like that thought, don’t you, pet? You crave to submit to me. I can see it in your eyes. You want to be my boy and love when I call you pet. Do you want me to use your body for my pleasure in front of others to show them that you belong to me? To show them that you are wanted, desired, and loved just the way you are?”
Oberon whimpered as tears stung his eyes. Gods, yes. He wanted that so badly. No one ever wanted him. Even when he was being held and tortured by Gregor, he had been there, “training” as a sex slave longer than any other. The buyers all used him, but then chose others to purchase and take home with them. Even in that sick, twisted place, he was never good enough. Fane was the only one who ever wanted him around, but he was Oberon’s brother, not a sex partner. But kneeling here now before this strong, intense man, Oberon felt like he was truly wanted, just as Taavi and Sauli made him feel. He wanted a life with these three men and would give everything of himself to have it.
“Mmm, my beautiful pet likes that. No, needs it. You want to be wanted. You are, Oberon. You are wanted. By me, by Taavi, and by Sauli. We all want you. You belong to us like we belong to you and when our claiming’s are complete, I’m taking all three of my boys to get pierced and tattooed. I’ll have my name permanently stamped on your flesh, and yours on mine, to show the world that we own each other,” Legion said tenderly, as his intense gaze stayed fixed on Oberon’s eyes.
Oberon felt the last wall around his heart crumble as the tears began to flow down his face. He wanted to tell Legion how happy he was, but he couldn’t find the words or the air to fill his lungs, though he did manage to say, “Yes, my Master. Please. Take me.”
Legion smiled. “I see so much more that you want to say inside those pretty eyes of yours. I will take you, pet, and claim you because you are mine, and I am proud to have such an amazing man as my true mate. Clasp your hands behind your back, then open those pretty lips for me and suck my cock, pet. Show me how much you want my cock,” Legion said softly, but Oberon could still hear the demand in those words.
He did as Legion said and put his hands behind his back and clasped them together, then opened his mouth wide for his Master.
Legion gripped the base of his thick cock and rubbed the leaking tip over Oberon’s lips, then dipped the tip inside, teasing him. After a few times, Legion sunk in deeper and Oberon stretched his mouth as far as he could, accepting whatever Legion would give him. He closed his eyes and relaxed his jaw when he felt the tip tap the back of his throat.
Legion gripped his hair tight with his other hand and started to thrust, slowly at first, but after a few strokes he began to pick up speed. Oberon felt his other hand on his cheek again as Legion rubbed his thumb around Oberon’s stretched lips. Using his tongue, he laved the underside of Legion’s cock as best he could with being so full, and sucked as hard as he could.
“Look at you. So wanton. Sucking me so good and giving your throat to me. I’m gonna fuck it now, pet, so brace yourself. Take what I give you,” Legion demanded, his voice strained and deep.
“Look at me. Look at your Master. See who owns you from now on while I fuck your face.”
Oberon opened his eyes and peered up at his Master as Legion slid his hand down to his throat and applied pressure, but not too much. Legion tightened his hold on Oberon’s hair, and he whimpered again. He loved the bite of pain and the feeling of being trapped, forced, taken, submitting. Legion was in control of him. His Master thrust harder and harder, but never enough to hurt him and Oberon cried. His heart felt free as his mind dropped willingly into submission, and he let Legion fuck him like this. Remembering Sauli’s words that his submission was a gift to Legion and how his Master would never abuse that gift, freed Oberon to accept what was happening.
After a few minutes, Legion pulled his cock free and Oberon panted for breath, trying desperately to fill his lungs. Legion leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips, careful not to nick himself on Oberon’s fangs. “Stand and go to the wall, pet. Place your hands on it and push that gorgeous bottom out for me. I get to play with your ass before I wreck it,” Legion said happily.
Oberon immediately stood up and went to the nearest wall and placed his palms flat as he thrust his hips back. He must look strange to others if they saw him. He was huge right now in his other form, and he was about to get fucked by a half man, half wolf, but Oberon didn’t care. For the first time he felt no shame in submitting fully to another man. There is no shame in being who you are, or pleasing your Dominant. Julius’s words ran through his thoughts. His ex-leader was right. There was no shame, only need to obey and... love.
A cold wet finger circled his hole and Oberon moaned. That finger slid inside him and he pushed his ass out further. “Yes, that’s it, pet. Accept me as your Master and take what I give you. Your ass is so perfect and it’s sucking my finger in. Yeah, you want this. You want my bi
g dick impaling you, don’t you?”
“Y-yes. Y-yes, Master. Please. I need... I…” It was so strange to hear his deep voice pleading so freely for what he wanted, even though he couldn’t really get all the words out.
“You need it more than you need air right now, I can see it. So fucking sexy watching you accept your place and submitting to me, of gifting me with your body and your desires,” Legion said, as he continued to saw his finger in and out of Oberon’s passage, then added a second.
He felt Legion’s heat against his back before warm lips started kissing a line up his spine. “I will give you anything you want, Oberon. I will take you to heights that you have only ever—until now—dreamed of. I will never abuse your trust or submission and vow to be the Master you deserve. Everything you desire I will fulfill. Every craving and need, I will satisfy. It is my pleasure and honor as your mate and your Master. It is my own submission to you and our bond, to your needs, and your love as the four of us build a life together.” Legion pressed a third finger inside Oberon as he spoke, his words breaking the damn of tears, and Oberon wept as his legs shook and his knees threatened to give out on him. He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t think. He could only feel the truth of Legion’s promises, and his heart filled with love.
Legion placed a gentle kiss on his neck, and whispered in his ear. “Know how I feel and accept me as your Master as well as your place as my special pet. I’m going to give you everything you have ever wanted, Oberon. Prepare yourself, because, right now, you will become mine like I promised you would be that night in the pub.”
His Master moved back and his fingers slid free, but a second later he felt the blunt tip of Legion’s cock at his hole. Oberon closed his eyes and relaxed. He wanted what was about to happen, as Legion said, more than air, and he wanted to experience every second, every touch, every inch as Legion sank inside his body.
That thick head stretched him open, the burn causing Oberon to squeeze his eyes tight as his jaw dropped and he released a long, low moan. Gods, that stung, but it felt so damn good. He felt every muscle inside him relax and stretch as Legion pressed further in. The glide was erotic, creating shivers up his spine. After a deliciously torturous minute or so, Oberon felt Legion’s groin press against his ass and their balls tap together. He cried out his pleasure, knowing that his Master was fully inside him. Oberon had the sensation of being right where he was always meant to be. The emotions that rose up inside him from the feeling made him weep. He accepted it for what it was, his complete acceptance of himself, his desires, and his submission to Legion.
