Creations 2: Creation's Control (16 page)

Erin grinned. “Yeah. I’m dying for a few myself.” Rafe groaned and Drekk stifled a grin.

“Maybe Ryen and I could spread the word,” Drekk offered, meaning to look into Tarn’s presence immediately.

Rest assured, Drekk. I mean only to offer recompense to those females desiring an Ebrellion
mate. I would never drag an unwilling woman from her world. I was in fact put here by my superiors
to make sure that doesn’t happen again,
Drekk heard in his mind.

“Your help would be much appreciated.” Tarn walked towards Ryen and intercepted the last thief crazy enough to take him on. Tarn threw him against the wall. The criminal hit hard and crumpled to the floor.

“Nice,” Rafe murmured. “Where did you say you were from?” Tarn paused.
I believe you wish to keep your origins a secret?
he sent Drekk, who subtly nodded.
As do I.

“He didn’t.” Drekk coughed to clear his dry throat. He swallowed another mouthful of ale. “I can vouch for his contacts, but I’ll also be keeping a close eye on him, just in case he needs help.”

“Me too,” Ryen rumbled. “Real close.”

“Excellent.” Tarn beamed and crossed thick arms over a broad chest. “I look forward to doing business with Cheltam in the future. Remember me as a source of information, dear friends. Drinks are on the house.”

With a nod, Tarn walked back into the murky shanty he called a bar.

“That was weird,” Erin said.

“Yeah.” Rafe glanced at Drekk, then Ryen. “But if you’re vouching for him...?”

“I am,” Drekk answered.

“That’s good enough for me.” He shrugged. “Ryen, you passed. You’re in. You could use a little technique on your wristlock, though. You broke three of their wrists.”

“And?”

“The wristlock is supposed to be used to pin down your opponent, not cause damage.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Ryen joined them at their table and drank from Drekk’s glass. “Cheltam? Sorry again for missing the other night. I, ah, completely forgot.”

“No problem, so long as we’re all good now. Are we, Drekk?” Rafe asked, his gaze probing.

Drekk grinned. “Never better. I’m finally where I’ve always needed to be. Speaking of which, I have to head home. Got a debt to repay.” The look he gave Ryen left little to the imagination.

“Hell. Get out of here before my eyes burn from their sockets.” Rafe grimaced. “I liked you better when you barely talked, Drekk. All this happy shit is killing me.”

“Rafe, really.” Erin glared.

“He’s hurting my feelings.”Ryen gave her his sad face, and Erin kicked Rafe in the shin.

He rubbed his leg. “Ow. Dammit, remember to be gentle, baby.”

Erin nodded at Drekk. “Have a good time. Keep treating my brother right or I’ll kick your ass, too.”

Drekk laughed. “No problem. Send Anin our regards.” The minute they walked out the back door, Drekk grabbed Ryen and teleported home.

They landed in the living room.

“I hate when you do that.” Ryen shuddered and pushed away.

Expecting annoyance, Drekk wasn’t prepared for the wicked look in his lover’s eyes.

“What?”

“Time to pay up,
baby.
” Ryen licked his lips and crossed his arms. “I’m not wasting a second of tonight. Strip.”

Drekk felt anything but calm. When he and Ryen had made love in the forest, he’d felt no reservations about giving Ryen the lead. The Ebrellion in him had needed it to cement the bonding, and their affection afterwards just seemed right.

Now, however, he had to consciously give up his control. The thought both excited and unnerved him.

“We sealed the deal,” Ryen reminded him.

“I know that,” he snapped and stripped out of his clothes. The noticeable bulge in Ryen’s trousers helped.

“Relax. I won’t make you call me ‘Sir’. Then again,” he paused and concentrated on Drekk’s cock. “I think a trip to the toy closet is in order. Get me the dildo, some clamps and the lube.”

Drekk’s arousal overcame his nerves. Did Ryen plan to wear the clamps for him? He shifted, aching to shove his dick into something.
But not tonight. Tonight I’ll be taken by the man
I love. The mate I trust.

Coming back to Ryen now naked in the middle of the living room, Drekk tossed the items onto the table next to him.

“Nice, Drekk. Very nice.” Ryen’s deep voice and thick cock told him he was appreciated. “Now come here and suck me. Get me in the mood.”

“I’ll get you in the mood,” Drekk growled. “I’ll suck your cock until you blow, you hulking
drun
.”

“I thought I was a ‘hulking slave’? Isn’t that what you called me when you first took my ass?” Ryen asked through laughter, which quickly turned into a groan.

He clasped Drekk’s hair tight and shoved roughly between his lips.

“Don’t move,” Ryen rasped. “Let me fuck you.” He thrust in and out of Drekk’s mouth in a slow glide. “That’s it, baby. Let me take you for once. Submit, pet. Be mine.” Ryen pulled out and waited for Drekk’s response.

“I am yours. Always,” he answered the only way he could. With the truth. “Whatever you want is yours.”

Ryen’s eyes seemed to glow. “Good answer,” he growled. “Now, pet, put these clamps on me. I know you’ve wanted to see me in them.”

Drekk rose and fetched the magneclamps. They were small enough to fit over Ryen’s nipples, and the force exerted on them would respond to the controller lying next to them.

“How hard?” Drekk asked in a thick voice. He’d been dying to see Ryen wearing them.

“As hard as you think they should be.” Ryen’s look smouldered. He took Drekk’s mouth in a dominating, powerful kiss. “Now do it so we can get back to fucking.” Drekk was surprised to find himself shaking.

“Oh yeah. I can’t wait to finally ream that ass. Slow and easy, then fast and hard.

Imagine my cum sliding down your thighs. Imagine me sucking you off. Won’t that be good, baby?”

“Ryen.” Panting now, Drekk had a hard time focusing on the clamps.

“I want you hard and hot.” Ryen grabbed his cock and slid his hand over the wet tip. “I want you mindless with need. To know you want me that much.”

“I do.”

“Put the clamps on.”

Drekk wanted to give Ryen added stimulus and sucked hard on both nubs, though he needn’t have bothered. Ryen’s nipples were erect, his arousal impossible to miss. Attaching the clamps, Drekk set the level low, not wanting to over-stimulate Ryen his first time.

A dark chain connected the clamps, like a mark of ownership as striking as the collar Ryen insisted he would never take off.

“So fucking hot.” Drekk sighed into Ryen’s devouring kiss, moving like a puppet as Ryen positioned him.

He lay sprawled across a waist-high sex table Ryen had recently moved from the back room.

“Scoot back. I want your cock front and centre.”

Drekk moved back and immediately stilled when Ryen fondled his balls.

“These are so pretty. So perfectly round and firm when you’re aroused.” Ryen squeezed with enough pressure to set Drekk off. Then he eased up and lowered his mouth. A breath of hot air kissed Drekk’s cock. Ryen followed with a tongue through his slit. “You’re crying for me, aren’t you, pet?”

Pet.
A love name that signified his submission. The dormant slave within him for so long thrilled. “Yes, yes I need you.”
So much.

“I know.” Ryen’s eyes filled and he hastily blinked the tears back. Looking annoyed that he’d expressed such sentiment, Ryen took his aggression out on Drekk’s cock. He sucked hard, licking and nipping and teasing until Drekk wanted to never leave the man’s mouth again.

On the verge of coming several times, Drekk cried out in frustration each time Ryen pulled away.

“Not yet, baby. Not until you see to your master first.”

“Yes, please. Whatever you want.”

“I want you to bend over. I want that ass now. Lube me up.” Ryen waited, his own cock hard and wet with desire.

Drekk retrieved the lube and eased the gel over Ryen’s cock, gratified by his drawn out hiss.

“That’s it. Stroke me, pet. Get me nice and thick for you.” Ryen threw his head back as Drekk worked him. “How long has it been since you’ve been taken? Before last night, I mean,” he murmured.

Drekk didn’t stop fondling his lover as he answered. “Over a thousand years.” Ryen started and stared in wide-eyed astonishment. “What?”

“Not since Master. It was such an intimate thing.” Drekk felt his face heat. “I could do it to others, but to feel another inside me felt too personal. Now I know it was because only my mate had that right.” Drekk closed his hand hard around Ryen. “The man I love above all else.”

“And the man who loves you above all else,” Ryen rasped. He kissed Drekk hard on the mouth, then softened the kiss with gentle stokes of his tongue, the delicate press of his lips.

The contact seemed to go on forever, their connection unbreakable.

Drekk was on the verge of climax, so completely under Ryen’s thrall.

“On your belly, pet.”

Drekk immediately laid on his stomach on the table, his dick uncomfortably sandwiched between the table and his belly.

“I’m going to get you ready for me with your favourite toy. Now I’ll bet this has been up that tight ass a time or two.”

“
Yes
.”

“I’m jealous.” Ryen sounded amused. “I can’t wait to watch it slide up
my
ass. Because I own all of you, don’t I? You’re mine. Say it.” Ryen shoved Drekk’s ankles apart.

“I’m yours.”

Moments passed in silence, but for the sound of their harsh breathing while Ryen greased the dildo.

“Say it again,” he said huskily.

The cold tip of the toy grazed Drekk’s balls and slid up his crack. Ryen stuck the head of the dildo in Drekk’s ass and waited. Drekk nearly lost it.

“I’m yours. All yours, Ryen.”

“That’s right. Oh, that’s pretty, pet.” Ryen pushed the dildo in, all the way in. Past the initial discomfort and the tight ring of Drekk’s sphincter. The toy continued until it was fully seated. “Stars, yes,” Ryen hissed and began fucking Drekk with the toy. “
I
want to do this. To shove myself deep inside you. Does if feel as good as it looks?”

“Oh, oh...
Fuck
.” Drekk couldn’t help humping the table while Ryen played with him.

Every time that toy seated, it hit that bundle of nerves inside him readying him for climax.

He was so damned close, but he wanted to come around Ryen. “Please.”

“You’re not going to come, are you? Because you serve me, don’t you?” Slave. Serve. Submit. Drekk’s arousal damped the room with scent.

“Fuck me,” Ryen whispered. “You’re going to have me spilling before I’m inside you.” Ryen pulled out the dildo and replaced it with something warmer. He pushed himself in, his girth thicker and fuller than the toy’s. “
Yes
.” He shoved himself all the way in, and Drekk felt Ryen’s sack graze his ass cheeks.

“Take me, Master, all of me.” He was barely aware of his words, concentrating so fiercely on the burning pleasure in his ass. Ryen was huge, and his possession was so incredibly right.

“You called me ‘Master’. Fuck, baby.
I love you
.” Ryen began fucking him, pounding without gentleness, but with the hard touch Drekk needed. “Come while I take you. Show me your love.”

Drekk groaned, unable to stop himself. At the words, he released his restraints. Ryen’s hands on his hips, his dick pummelling, stroking. The scent of their togetherness. He couldn’t handle any more.

“Ryen,” he shouted as he came, messing the table, his belly, hell, everything under him.

He continued to shoot as Ryen’s strokes grew frenzied. Multiple orgasms, something he’d never before felt and didn’t assume he’d ever have, threw him into
wainu
.

He felt Ryen spend inside him, felt himself tense around his lover as he continued to come.

They remained locked for several minutes, each feeding the other’s climax until neither one had the energy to do more than breathe.

“Oh my stars. Drekk.” Ryen ran kisses over his neck and shoulders. He turned Drekk’s head and met his lips. “I’m too heavy, but damn me, I can’t move.”

“You weigh more than the planet,” Drekk murmured. “And I love it. I love you. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard or for so long. I’m completely wrung dry.”

“Finally.”

They both groaned when Ryen pulled out, and they stood on shaky legs.

“Let’s go clean up,” Ryen suggested.

“Good idea.” Drekk gently removed the clamps from Ryen, sucking the engorged nipples to ease the blood rush. When Ryen looked on the verge of passing out, they left the table.

Arm in arm, they made it into the lav, cleaned and dried, and stumbled into bed.

There, they hugged tight, wrapped in each other. Drekk woke hours later to find Ryen awake and staring down at him.

“What time is it?”

“We’ve been sleeping for a few hours.” Ryen shrugged and stroked Drekk’s chest with a large, callused hand. “You know, the other night when you came in me, I felt your
shei
. I felt it then. I feel it now.”

Drekk woke fully as he sensed a hint of something wrong. “What does it feel like?”

“Like you. Like I have a part of you in me now, forever.” 

“I’m glad. Because you’re a part of me as well. My lifeforce is tied to yours. I’ll never let you go.” Drekk meant every word. Ryen wasn’t like the others. He had become as vital to Drekk as breathing.

“So we’re mated.” Ryen watched Drekk nod. “I’m assuming we’re going to live together?”

Drekk frowned. “Stupid question. Of course we are. We can stay here or move somewhere else if you want. But
together
. ”

“No, this is fine. Drekk, I love you. I want to know about everything. About your likes and dislikes, about your time in the labs. Everything. Not now,” he said when Drekk started to tell him. “I don’t want there to be secrets between us. Just truth.” Drekk nodded, relieved. “Just truth. So ask what’s on your mind.” The giant male who intimidated nearly all he came into contact with squirmed when pressed with a question he didn’t want to answer to his mate.

“Ryen. Truth, remember?”

“Okay.” Ryen huffed. “I was just remembering what I said to you about Glaia. About what she’ll think the next time we share her.”