Topping the Dom

by Lisa Oliver

“I already told you, that as long as what we do in the bedroom, or the playroom stays private, I’ll happily play sub for you, my mate. Provided I get my own turn as Dom,” Dante said just as quietly, pushing closer to Pearson, eager to feel the man’s full body heat against his own. He couldn’t believe he was getting aroused, on stage, in front of the pack. While most of the members were talking amongst themselves, some of the subs standing to the side of the stage were watching the two men avidly - their own lust clearly evident.

  More to provoke their little audience, rather than push Pearson to do anything more, Dante ran his hands possessively up and over Pearson’s bare arms, and strong chest. Pearson’s muscles rippled under Dante’s touch and Dante thought yet again how awesome it was to have such a powerful example of a man as his mate. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how Dante thought about the situation, Dante’s hands seemed to have an electrifying effect on Pearson. The man grabbed Dante around the waist and bent him back over his arm with the weight of his chest, his lips plundering Dante’s. Dante had no choice but to hang on for dear life, his fingers tangled in the mass of Pearson’s hair.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Nothing else but Pearson existed for Dante in that moment. The pack, their little audience, nobody mattered to Dante but his mate. He hooked his foot around Pearson’s calf so he didn’t topple over, but his mate wasn’t about to drop him. Not when the man’s mouth was devouring his so completely. Dante’s foot action though, caused their cocks to bump and grind against each other, and suddenly Dante needed more than anything to feel Pearson inside of him.

  The whoops and hollers of the little group of subs that had been watching the two men so intently before, finally registered in Dante’s brain and he used the fingers he had in Pearson’s hair, to pull the man back. Damn, his lips felt swollen and his cock was achingly hard in his trousers. Looking up at Pearson, who even now was growling at being interrupted, Dante could see how wildly beautiful Pearson looked in his passion. His usually hazel eyes were almost black; Pearson’s lips were blood red and puffy and the man’s nostrils flared as it reacted to the strong smell of arousal wafting from them both. Pearson’s chest was rising and falling at a rapid rate and Dante could sense Pearson’s wolf close to the surface. The man wanted his mate and to hell with where they were or who might be watching.

  That thought alone was enough to cool Dante’s ardor enough to speak. He might be prepared to submit to his mate, but he would be damned if he would do it in public. No, he didn’t think that a man who bottomed was any less because of it. He knew how much strength it took for one man to submit to another. But Dante had always been proud of his Dom status, and he wasn’t about to share his love for Pearson’s cock in his ass, with the rest of the pack.

  “Pearson. Mate. Phillip. Pack meeting. Remember?”

  Pearson growled again and damn if that sound didn’t reverberate its way all the way down Dante’s spine and into his balls. God, he wanted to come so badly.

  “Want you,” Pearson said roughly, his arm firm around Dante’s waist, his cock still pressing hard into Dante’s.

  “Want you too, so much,” Dante assured his mate. “Whip Phillip and then you can show me one of those back rooms you’re so fond of, okay?”

  Pearson grunted, but the arm that was ensconced around Dante’s waist slid up so Dante could settle on his feet again. Grinding against Dante’s hips just one last time, Pearson stepped back a little, giving Dante the chance to adjust himself in his pants and pull himself together. Now that the real world had intruded, Dante could see over Pearson’s shoulder that Phillip had been stripped naked and was currently harnessed with his hands above his head, secured with a leather thong, to a tall pole on the side of the stage. His back was to everyone - his front resting against the pole. Kyle stood to one side, talking to Phillip quietly, a wicked looking bull whip in his hands.

  As Pearson moved over to Phillip and Kyle, Dante shuffled himself off to the side of the stage. He didn’t want to be in Pearson’s line of sight while the man was whipping anybody. One wrong move from Pearson with something like a bull whip and Phillip could be seriously damaged. Yes, Phillip might be going through a punishment, but Dante was well aware that Pearson would be gutted if he inflicted permanent harm on his enforcer. That wasn’t the point of a beating in front of the pack.

  As Pearson got himself into position, he looked around, clearly looking for Dante. Dante gave him a small wave as Pearson looked over his shoulder and saw that Dante was behind him, and from the smirk on Pearson’s face, Dante’s motive for his position was crystal clear. So, he liked the look of his mate’s ass in those tight leather pants. And if Dante happened to love the roll of Pearson’s back muscles as the man flexed the whip, well then, the only one that had to know about that was him. It wasn’t as though Dante had ever seen his mate in action before and he was going to enjoy the sight, even if the circumstances weren’t ideal.

  As a wolf shifter, Dante had seen more than his fair share of punishments. Hell, as an enforcer he had delivered more than a few himself. But he had never used a bull whip because in his old pack, beatings with fists were far more common. As a Dom, Dante hadn’t been into inflicting pain that often - he liked to use his hands, a riding crop or a paddle on his subs, but the bull whip wasn’t something he had ever trained with. From the way Pearson moved, it was clear his mate was more than comfortable with the long snake in his hand.

  As the whip whistled out across the stage, Dante was mesmerized by the way Pearson’s shoulder bunched and flexed under the lights. The faint sweat the man was sporting emphasized Pearson’s muscle definition and Dante moaned low at the thought of running his tongue over that back. It wasn’t just Pearson’s back that had Dante entranced. As Pearson moved forward with every flick of the whip, the man’s ass and strong thigh muscles flexed in their leather.

  Forcing himself to clear the lust from his brain, Dante could see that Pearson was doing a good job. Yes, Phillip’s back would be a bloody mess when Pearson was finished. Most human’s couldn’t take the degree of punishment Pearson was handing out. Wolf shifter’s were tougher by nature and it was to Phillip’s credit that the man hadn’t cried out once during his punishment. Only solid grunts greeted each swing of the whip - Phillip was obviously determined to take his beating like the solid enforcer that he was. When Pearson was finally finished, Phillip’s back was a mass of blood and bruises - every lash clearly defined on his bright red skin.

  As Dante watched, Kyle carefully cut Phillip from his bindings and encouraged the slightly smaller man to lean on him as Kyle helped him from the stage. Pearson stood in front of the pack - his chest heaving, muscles glistening in the lights, his dark brown hair falling over his shoulders. He looked like every inch the Alpha he was. Someone prepared to fight for his pack, and keep them all in line by any means necessary. It was the first time Dante had seen Pearson like this, and he thought it was as hot as hell.

  “Phillip has paid his price for his infraction against the pack” Pearson said firmly, his voice ringing around the room. “He has taken his punishment with honor. There will be no further retaliation against him. He has retained his status and position in this pack and I will hear no further word on this matter. It is finished. You are all dismissed.”

  Heads nodding in submission, the pack dispersed and Pearson turned his heated gaze on Dante. Dante gulped as Pearson strode towards him. His cock, which had softened slightly during Phillip’s beating, hardened again instantly at the look in his mate’s eyes and his asshole clenched at the thought of his mate being deep inside of him. As he mentally prepared himself for a night of submission, Dante thanked the Fate’s that he had a mate who hadn’t baulked at topping his Dom status.

  The End

  The problems for Dante and Pearson are nowhere near over. Dante’s name still needs to be cleared with his old pack, and the danger from the mysterious Favo still has to be addressed. In the next book in this series, it is Kyle who finds hi
s mate. Sent on a mission to out Jerrod as the gay man that he is, Kyle has to find a way to get the evidence that will clear his Alpha Mate from his unfair kill record. But while Kyle is in a nightclub, scoping out Jerrod’s activities, he finds his own true mate and it would seem that this little man’s secrets could be enough to topple Pearson and his pack for good.

  Watch out for Total Submission due out in August 2014.

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  Other Books by Lisa Oliver

  Bound and Bonded Series - Book #1 - Don’t Touch

  Submissive wolf shifter Levi has met his mate, the one he wants to call Master. The problem is the Master concerned wants him for nothing more than a regular Saturday night scene and thanks to the rules the man has put in place there is nothing Levi can do about it.

  Thanks to the war Steel is a damaged wolf. He knows Levi is his mate and wants nothing more than to claim him. But to do that means spilling more secrets than Steel has ever been willing to share with anyone. Does he have it in him to tell Levi what is going on, or should he release him to another Master at the club?

  Two men who want each other - rules and secrets standing in their way.

  Warning - this book is based on BDSM concepts and contains graphic scenes of M/M sex, strong language in places and a small amount of violence, plus an HEA.

  28,000 words plus a sample chapter from the next book of the series.

  The Cloverleah Pack Series

  The Reluctant Wolf - Book One

  Kane Matthews, Alpha of his small wolf pack in Cloverleah has been raised to believe that mates are not possible for gay men and has lived his life accordingly. Kicked out of his home pack years before because of his sexual orientation Kane has built a solid and comfortable life for himself in the small town of Cloverleah. Imagine his surprise when an unscheduled visit to the small town's diner unleashes a flood of emotions in the man he didn't think possible - not least of all, lust. But finding out it is possible for wolf shifters to have gay mates is just one of the things that Kane has to overcome if he is to have the forever future he has been hoping for.

  Shawn Bailey never expected to find his mate. He is just too different - an "Other" who has the power to instill fear in any other shifter. After spending ten years on the run from his Alpha father he spends most days just trying to stay alive. When a chance encounter brings him face to face with his mate Shawn has to decide if the man in front of him is worth staying for.

  But with hunters, Alpha challenges, Kane's parents and a smitten Alpha from another pack all interfering in Kane and Shawn's budding romance, not to mention some surprising answers about Shawn's own unique talents can these two true mates find the happily ever after they are looking for?

  The Runaway Cat - Book Two

  Griff Matthews knew he looked like trouble but for a wolf shifter mechanic he was fairly laid back most of the time. Pleased that his Alpha was finally settled with his new mate, Griff longs to meet the man of his dreams. Little did he know he would find it that same evening, when he was too drunk to realize that his good looking hook-up was actually his mate. Problem is when he woke up sober his bed was empty.

  Derrick “Diablo” Franklin was just looking for a hook up with a like minded shifter. The sexy cat shifter was deep undercover for the FBI and although his case was coming to an end, he had hopes for his career that didn’t involve finding a mate. However after meeting Griff Diablo realized his plans might have to change.

  But nothing is easy for the two men as they battle the FBI, a crime lord from Baton Rouge and a host of contenders looking to take Diablo away from Griff. And just who is Angel Bandures?

  When No Doesn’t Cut It - Book Three

  Scott Peterson, beta wolf in the Cloverleah Pack, has a good life. He loves his cars, riding his Harley, and going out with pack members and friends. But when an attack on his pack by a bear shifter, brings his mate into his world, from Texas of all places, Scott realizes he could lose everything he ever held dear.

  Damien, Alpha wolf of the San Antonio Pack, didn’t want to go to Cloverleah and definitely didn’t want to be chasing a rogue bear shifter that was threatening the Alpha of the Cloverleah Pack. But he was in for a pleasant surprise when he finds his mate. Now, if he could just find the time to enjoy him.

  Between murderous bears, deceptive wolves, two packs and a BDSM club, the road to HEA is anything but smooth for Scott and Damien. And then there’s a fire, and an Alpha Challenge, and let’s not forget Diablo and Griff’s wedding. About the only thing Scott and Damien haven’t got is time to be together, and it is that lack of time that could pull them apart.

  Warning. This book is about gay wolf shifters. It contains m/m anal and oral sex, rimming and a spanking scene. There is also some violence, fighting wolves and a couple of deaths of minor characters. Child Sexual Abuse is also referred to. Please do not buy this book if these aspects offend you in any way.

  About the Author

  Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams. Unable to resist the lure of her stories Lisa decided to switch to fiction books and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips.

  When Lisa is not writing she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it is to promise her chocolate. Lisa will do anything for chocolate.

  Lisa loves to hear from her readers and other writers. You can friend her on Facebook here, or email her directly at yoursintuitively@gmail.com. If you are keen on getting some help writing your own novel you can go to Writing With Lisa to see what services she offers there.