Creations 2: Creation's Control (15 page)

The shame tugged at Ryen’s heart.

“I would have killed him and any who stood between us. What good is becoming whole?” Drekk clutched his head. “I’ve kept it contained for years.”

“Too many years. It is your Time. In your cycles, you peaked many times, and all safely because you had no bond, no mate.”

“My Time? Peaked?” Drekk asked, his gaze glued to Ryen.

Stars, even naked and covered in sweat, Drekk mesmerised him.

“Your Time, like a female’s cycle when she goes into heat,” Tarn explained. “Ebrellion males feel it as well, but the unmated deal with it using certain herbs and rituals. When mated, the Rite is necessary to stimulate the trigger that allows control over the shifts.” Tarn softened his voice. “You controlled your peaks for so long, Drekk. An amazing feat. That you command the void—that you teleport,” he clarified, “is a testament to your power. Your strength, your healing, they are wonders that awe me. But now that you have a mate you will no longer be able to control yourself during your Time. You must finish what you started.” Tarn turned to Ryen. “Will you accept this?”

“Whatever he needs.” Ryen nodded.

Drekk shook his head. “I won’t endanger him.”

“You already do. You clamour for this male. You have taken him as your own with your mind and body. But your Ebrellion
shei
, the essence that makes you what you are, demands you claim all of Ryen.”

“Will it harm him?”

Tarn grinned. “On the contrary, I think you and he have already begun this path.”

“What?”

“You must bathe the male’s
honet
with your seed, releasing a touch of
shei
. He in turn must give it back to you the same way.”

Drekk frowned. “I don’t understand.”

“Release your seed in Ryen’s
rectum
,” Tarn explained stumbling over the word.

“My lucky day,” Ryen murmured.

“That’s it? Just ass-fuck him?” Drekk narrowed his gaze.

“That and a few bites. Nothing shattering. But blood and seed must mix. You need to do this before your next wave hits.”

“Next wave.” Drekk pressed his hand to his belly.

“That hunger. That’s your craving for your mate. You must take his essence into you.

And then Ryen will give it back. Once you do, all the pain and lusting violence you’ve experienced will vanish. Ryen’s release inside of you—a combination of your
shei
and his energy—will trigger your control centre. It’s a chemical stimulant only your mate can give you.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this sooner. I felt your struggle in the temporal stream, but I didn’t realise its source until I met your mate.” Tarn eyed Ryen up and down. “Though he cannot procreate, he would be considered quite attractive on my world, where strength is prized above all else. His eyes are, of course, extraordinary.” Sensing Drekk’s mounting rage, Ryen glared at Tarn. “Don’t push him—”

“Too late. Good luck.” Tarn grinned and vanished.

Ryen half turned only to find Drekk all over him, ripping his clothes to shreds. Then he used his mouth. They weren’t kisses so much as bites and nips. Drekk gentled as he lapped Ryen’s skin, savouring his nipples with such skill that Ryen fell headlong into lust. His cock ached at the harsh treatment, the stings of Drekk’s teeth adding to the pleasure of sharp nails against his belly.

“I need you.” Drekk sounded inhuman but Ryen didn’t care.

“Take what you need,
Sir
.”

Drekk groaned and flipped him over a large, fallen tree, spreading his cheeks with brutal force. Expecting more pain, Ryen was unprepared for Drekk’s long tongue. It snaked around his rim and into his ass, touching and flicking along sensitive nerves Ryen hadn’t thought he possessed.

“Oh fuck, yes,” he moaned.

Drekk grunted his pleasure and continued to eat him, reaching around to clutch Ryen’s cock with a hard grip. Ryen tensed at the almost painful jerking while Drekk continued to lick his ass, shocked at the painful pleasure.

When he was on the verge of orgasm, Ryen smelled the sweetest damned perfume that went straight to his head. He barely felt Drekk turn him around. Barely noticed the scrape of teeth down his cock that drew beads of blood as he thrust hard and fast into Drekk’s mouth.

And then Drekk was swallowing his cum, licking and sucking it down.

Euphoric, Ryen ignored the
wainu
waiting for him. Though he registered his orgasm and wanted another, he wanted to be ultra aware of Drekk, who pushed him back onto his belly and spat onto his hand.
He’s lubing up with my cum,
Ryen thought, astonished Drekk could think to do so in his animalistic state. Then he could think no more as Drekk shoved inside him. Even slick with Ryen’s seed, Drekk’s cock was thick and bruising as he pushed deeper.

Drekk seemed bigger, and his thrusting hurt as he took more. Drekk groaned Ryen’s name over and over as he rammed home. “Yes, Ryen. Yes.” Gripping Ryen’s waist with clawed fingers that drew blood, Drekk suddenly stiffened as he shot into Ryen’s ass. He howled his pleasure. Ryen felt a sense of something passing between them, something more than seed. But the vicious bite at his shoulder shocked his inner beast. The rage he’d lived with for so long, and thought he’d conquered, rushed from him. He knocked Drekk back and turned with a roar.

“Give it back to me,” Drekk rasped as he licked his blooded lips. “Fuck me.”
Yes, yes. That’s what I need.
In the blink of an eye he pushed Drekk over the tree and spread his thighs apart. The sight of Drekk’s plump sack hanging low, of the musky perfume lingering over the two of them, and the hunger to finally fuck Drekk pushed him to take what he’d been wanting for so long.

He grunted as he put the head of his cock at Drekk’s hole. Need overwhelmed him as he pushed forward. To his surprise, Drekk was cool and moist, accepting Ryen with ease.

The unexpected chill on his shaft sent him deeper inside, seeking heat. Such perfection, fitting each other as if born to. Sensation overwhelmed Ryen as
wainu
settled over them both.

He was unable to ignore it this time, nor did he want to.

“Drekk. Damn, I love you,” he moaned as he fucked his lover. Pistoning his hips, he ground against Drekk’s ass, wanting nothing more than to cause his lover to climax again.

“Come with me.”

“Yes. Inside me. Hit that spot again. Yes, again,” Drekk cried out as he shuddered and shot against the tree.

Ryen continued to thrust, not relenting until he’d come hard. The deep love he felt from his master, his partner, took him to another plane of rapture altogether. He held Drekk tight, not letting go even when Drekk fidgeted beneath his heavy weight. Finally, when he’d spent his all, he withdrew and took Drekk to the ground with him. He settled Drekk on his lap, ignoring his lover’s scowl.

“You should sit on
my
lap.”

“Hell no. You’re sitting on mine. You’re wearing my cum,” Ryen said with satisfaction.

“And your Ebrellion side seems to have been tamed.”

“My Ebrellion side.” Drekk stared at him. “That’s why I started turning into a monster, because I have alien blood in me, too.” Drekk laughed tiredly. “Good night. What else is in me I need to know about?”

“Well, I’d say me but I just pulled out.” Ryen grinned before he shifted and caught sight of his own cock. “Holy shit. What the hell did you do to me?” Drekk’s smile froze as he sat back and saw the welts and bite marks all over Ryen’s body. “Oh, no. Ryen, I’m so damned sorry. I never meant to hurt you—”

“Shut up. I couldn’t care less about my body. But my cock has your teeth marks. How am I going to explain those to Glaia the next time we share her?” Drekk opened his mouth to speak and stopped. “There is a ‘we’ then?”

“Didn’t you hear me say I love you?”

“Say it again.”The stupid grin on Drekk’s face made him want to shout with joy.

Then Ryen scowled, realising Drekk had yet to say the words. “How about you say it once,
mate
?”

Drekk had the decency to flinch. “I was going to tell you we’d mated. Hell, you pushed me into it. I’m Xema. It was all I could do not to take you before I had.”

“Yeah, well I’m Xema too. And I don’t remember getting a chance to fuck you in the ass before now.”

Drekk flushed. “I can’t help it. I like fucking you.”

“I have to admit, I like it too. Still, coming in your ass turned me on. Considering I’m bigger than you, I should be on top.”

Drekk scoffed. “You may be bigger, but I’m an alien. That definitely gives me rights when it comes to taking charge.” Drekk’s carefree attitude vanished. “I’m an alien. Fuck, Ryen. Talk about being an abomination.”

“What did you say?”

“Abomination. Do I need to spell it out for you?”

“Who called you that?” Ryen wanted to kill.

“I call myself that.”

“Well, don’t. I heard enough of it in Blue Rim. You’re a man who can heal, who can teleport and who gives the best head I’ve ever had.” Drekk snorted.

“You’re so much more than what they made of you, Drekk. You healed me.”

Drekk scooted off of Ryen’s lap and reversed their positions, seating Ryen over him. He positioned Ryen to straddle his hips, their faces a breath apart. “Did I help you? I’ve tied you to an abom—” he corrected himself. “To an alien for the rest of your life.”

“Yeah, well, I have anger issues. We can work on that.”Ryen smiled. “I think I might be cured from the uncontrollable urges. I didn’t kill the Ebrellions hanging in your apartment.

And my ride home with Erin wasn’t annoying or frustrating in the slightest. At least, it wasn’t until she told me I had a mate I knew nothing about.” Drekk groaned. “How long are you going to hold that over my head?” Ryen reached down and smoothed the cum from Drekk’s ass over Drekk’s cock. A spark lit Drekk’s gaze and he helped, grabbing Ryen to lower him slowly over his erection.

Fully seated, Ryen answered him on a groan. “You’ll be hearing it until I’m done reminding you of it. For the rest of your life, I’d say. We need to work on
your
control issues as well. Let’s fuck a few more times to see if our mating took.” He rode his lover for a few heart-shattering strokes, then paused. “I still haven’t heard the words.”

“Can’t you feel what I feel? I love you so much,” Drekk moaned and threw his head back as Ryen sank down and rose over him time and time again. He wrapped a hand around Ryen’s cock while Ryen controlled their pace, and it wasn’t long before Ryen climaxed into bliss. The moon rose high while they made love. Two men Created for each other under the stars. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, until Ryen woke remembering he’d had someplace to be tonight.

Ryen smashed his fist into the burglar’s face with just enough force to knock him unconscious. Not too creative, but at least he hadn’t killed the bastard, Drekk thought.

The half dozen criminals still standing stared in confusion. Ryen fought them in front of an audience. Cheltam, Erin and Drekk drank while they watched and traded comments from the corner of the seediest bar in Four Walls.

“That’s it?” Drekk asked. Ryen’s glare was all he needed. Like clock-work, his dick spiked.

“Considering he’s only taken out half their number without a casualty, I’d say he’s on the right track.” Rafe nodded at Ryen to continue and ordered another round for the table.

“I don’t know,” Erin said as four Mardu launched themselves at Ryen. “I think he’s getting sloppy. He would have had this mess cleaned up in no time in the old days.” Drekk snorted. “Erin, in ‘the old days’ he’d have had this mess dead. I think he’s using considerable restraint.” Pride was his constant companion around Ryen. Tall, dark and handsome, with a new, more relaxed attitude, Ryen drew men and women to him with ease.

Only the dim-witted ever thought they could take him in a fight.

“Look, are we done here? Do I really have to beat up every single idiot in this stupid gang to prove myself?”Ryen drawled as he punched another man in the face. This one looked less like a burglar and more like an enforcer. He was huge, yet still went down like a sack of rocks by a distracted Ryen.

“Who you callin’ an idiot?” one of them snarled and withdrew a pistol.

It vanished in an instant, vaporized out of his hand by a laser held by a hulking, familiar male that set Drekk’s teeth on edge. Tarn stood right next to his chair, way too close considering the alien could teleport stars-knew-where through that damned void.

“My bar, my rules. You
are
an idiot, Tolner. To you, my large friend,” he said to Ryen.

“I appreciate you not destroying more of my bar than you could have.” Tarn spoke easily, as if an Ebrellion appearing in Mardu was commonplace.

“Sure thing.” Ryen tensed, alerting Drekk all was about to go to hell. Drekk narrowed his eyes and shook his head when Ryen would have gone for Tarn’s throat.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Tarn smiled down at their table. “I didn’t introduce myself. The name is Tarn. I just moved to Mardu from the outer rims. Nasty lot out there. Really uncivilised.”

“Yeah, so they say,” Rafe said, studying Tarn closely. “You look familiar. Where have I seen you before?”

“I’ve been around, Cheltam. This must be your lovely wife, Erin.” Tarn nodded his head in respect but made no move to approach her.

Rafe eased a bit, but Drekk remained on full alert. What the hell was Tarn doing?
His
bar?

“Ryen you’ve met,” Rafe introduced. “This is Drekk, my other enforcer. “ Humour glinted in Tarn’s surprisingly normal gaze. His eyes were a dark green and showed no hint of the inner lid of the Ebrellions. “Drekk. I’ve heard good things about you. Felicitations on your mate.”

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Tarn smiled, showing flat, white teeth. More camouflage. “I decided to invest in this rundown part of town, hoping to clean things up. Four Walls has the capacity for growth. Who knows? Maybe I can interest some of the pretty females around the place to take an interest in my family.”

“An interest in your family?” Erin asked.

“I have a lot of brothers, cousins and relations. We’re nearly all male in my family, and my parents are dying for younglings.”