surrounded by sweaty military men, all grunting and hissing and groaning.....wait a
minute. This is a HAPPY occasion!! Plus I get a few hours of uninterrupted "vocal
writing" with my recorder while my physical therapist asks me if "gay men really do it
better." LOL. But, here's an excerpt from Passion's Hero: The Alpha King to hold you
guys over while I'm away. Just so you know this is a sci-fi/paranormal/hybrid male
pregnancy m/m romance book with undertones of BDSM. So don't say you weren't
warned. And this excerpt is SOO NSFW!!
The next morning Tal woke up alone. He sat up quickly and looked around for Blaze, concerned that perhaps it was all a dream, his eyes took in the décor of his royal bedroom, seconds before his stomach began roiling and he leapt from the bed and rushed to the bathroom and was violently ill. He heard the door to the sitting room open and close and then he heard voices, but he couldn’t even begin to be concerned about who was there and who they were looking for, he was too busy throwing up everything he’d ever eaten in his life…and a few vital internal organs as well. He was so grateful when it ended that after flushing, he laid his flushed face against the cold floor tile and whispered prayers of thanks to The One, The Two, The Three, The Four, every, single numbered deity up until ten. He heard footsteps and then his mate’s deep throaty chuckle.
“I came to see if you wanted breakfast in bed or out at the table in the sitting room, or even downstairs in the formal dining room with the others that live here in the palace, but perhaps you would rather I brought it into the bathroom for you and served it on the floor?” Blaze asked, amusement evident in his voice.
“Shut the hell up you mangy wolf and help me to the bed,” Tal grumbled miserably, groaning as Blaze walked over and lifted him into his arms. “Where were you? I woke up and you weren’t there.”
“I had an early morning meeting with some of the Elders and leaders of the different branches of my kingdom,” Blaze said before placing Tal upon the bed gently.
Tal gasped. “Was I supposed to be there?” He asked, worried that he’d already screwed up in his duties as Alpha…Mate. Yeah, he liked that title much better, he’d have to remember to suggest it to Blaze so that it could be changed on the books.
Blaze chuckled. “No, babe, you never sit in on what is pretty much considered a diplomatic meeting, mostly you are only in meetings that deal with Tumaro only.”
Tal watched as Blaze walked back into the sitting room, presumably to get food or to call for it, and thought about what his mate had just said to him. Indignation flooded his body and he shoved back the covers on the bed and hurriedly pulled on the first pair of pants that he could find and pulled on the first shirt, both were lying on top of the large oak trunk that sat at the foot of their bed…and both belonged to Blaze, which meant that Tal was swimming in them. He was pretty sure that he looked like a little boy playing dress up in his father’s clothes but he didn’t care in that moment, he had a bone to pick with his mate and his entire antiquated thought process. With one hand holding up the oversized pants he stormed into the sitting room, ignoring the others that sat there, his eyes focusing in on his mate who stood at the travel food cart preparing a plate for him.
“So wait, let me make sure I’m understanding this correctly. As the Alpha Queen I am your equal in all things dealing with our people, the Tumarons, but I’m not important enough, or smart enough, to deal with matters of the galaxy? What sort of fucked up bullshit is that Blaze? Anything that happens in the galaxy affects Tumaro, which means that I should be in every, single, fucking meeting from here until the day I fucking die as the fucking Alpha Queen and your fucking MATE!” he yelled, his chest heaving, anger flooding his being as he faced his mate.
“Maybe we should go,” Tal heard a hesitant voice say and he turned to see who was in the room, groaning mentally as he saw Buck, Percy, Elder Mailon, Josie, Gregor, Rico, and another man who seemed to be staring at his stomach intensely.
“Hi guys. Sorry about that, um, pregnancy…um…hormones. You know carrying a full load inside of me, they’ve got my body all haywire and woo-wee-woo-wee,” he laughed making the noise used for a mentally unstable person and began to slowly back away from the room towards the door. “You all stay. I’ll go into the other room and hang myself from the embarrassment.” Without another word he turned and raced back into the bedroom, Blaze fast on his heels, stopping to address their guests.
He heard his mate utter a quick word of apology and heard everyone leave, Elder Mailon saying a final statement before he left also. As Tal waited for his mate to finally appear he realized that he should probably talk to his old friend and see if he could call him “Mails” like he’d been calling him since they were kids. He paced back and forth in the middle of the room, wringing his hands together and biting his lower lip nervously. He looked up when Blaze entered the bedroom and closed the door firmly. He swallowed when the other man twisted the lock on the door and began to stalk him across the room. He looked at Blaze’s face and tried to see if he could see if the other man was upset with him or if maybe, just maybe, he was just annoyed.
“We had a conversation when we first mated about my needing to be respected in front of my people. Do you remember that conversation Talon?” Blaze asked menacingly and Tal could do nothing but nod.
“Do you think that what you just did was helping me to be respected in front of them?” Blaze asked as he stepped over to the trunk at the foot of the bed. Tal swallowed thickly as he wondered what was in the trunk and if it was going to hurt him. Did Tumarons beat their mates when they were upset?
“I’m not going to beat you,” he heard Blaze responded with a mild chuckle. He then turned around and Tal saw what the bigger man held in his hands. In one hand he held a blindfold, two pairs of leather restraints, and a silk tie, in the other hand he held a small paddle. “I am going to discipline you, however.” Tal felt himself shiver, though from arousal or fear he wasn’t too sure.
Tal looked at the items in his mate’s hands and then back up at his mate. He and Blaze had never tried this before and Tal had never really considered himself really into the whole dominant/subservient game, scene, whatever it was called. However, a part of him must really like it, he looked down at his traitorous cock, moments before the organ in question left a very apparent wet spot on the front of Blaze’s pants. Tal watched as Blaze’s nostrils flared and his eyes closed as he savored the smell of something. Tal wondered what it was.
“I can smell your arousal from here love and it smells…delicious, absolutely, delicious,” Blaze stated having heard Tal’s unspoken question in his mind.
“Really?” Tal breathed as Blaze walked closer to him. Tal released his hold on the pants around his waist and felt them fall to the floor seconds before he reached up around his mate’s neck and pulled the larger man’s head down to his own.
We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, love. If you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to, he heard Blaze’s voice in his head, he pulled away and looked into Blaze’s eyes.
“I want to,” and those were the last words he said without being prompted for the next hour.
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Blaze shivered at his mate’s acceptance before allowing that Dominant headspace to fill his mind. He stepped away from Tal and gave him a stern glare.
“I want all of your clothes off and you up on that bed, with your arms and legs spread, on your stomach, in two minutes,” he said, his voice filled with authority and dominance and then smirked as he saw his mate rush to do his bidding.
Oh, he so was going to enjoy this. There was something that he’d been wanting to do since the first time he and Tal had mated and he fully planned on taking advantage of this opportunity to do it right then. He watched with barely concealed amusement as Tal rushed to pull off his clothes, tossing them all over the room and slowly began peeling off his own clothes. When he finished he sauntered slowly over towards the bed, seeing Tal quiver with excitement. Dropping one hand to the back of his mate’s leg, he slowly ran his fingertips up the other man’s muscled thigh, over his firm left butt cheek, over the left side of his back and up his arm to his wrist, hearing Tal’s breath quicken with his arousal. Blaze inhaled deeply and his eyes slid closed as the smell of his mate’s pre-cum filled his nostrils. Tal’s cock was already leaking and they hadn’t even done anything yet.
Taking Tal’s left wrist in hand he fasted one end of the electronic cuffs to the metal fastening that he had concealed in the headboard and heard Tal gasp.
“You never noticed that before did you baby?” He asked with a grin. He saw Tal’s head shake and he pulled back his hand and brought it down firmly on his mate’s backside. Tal yelped and his body jerked. Blaze saw his handprint on his mate’s ass and felt a fierce growl rumble up from his chest as another sign of his claim on his mate appeared. When he saw Tal’s hand come back to cover the abused flesh, he spanked his ass again and growled audibly.
“When I ask you a question, Talon, I want a verbal reply, and you don’t move unless I tell you to. Do you understand me mate?” Blaze asked, his voice pitched low.
“Y-yes Blaze,” Tal responded. Blaze brought his hand back down upon his mate’s ass again. “SIR! Y-yes sir!” Tal corrected and Blaze grinned.
“Good job baby,” Blaze praised his mate before walking around to the other side of the bed and fastening Tal’s other hand in the other pair of cuffs. He stroked the stretched skin of Tal’s arms and smoothed his hand down over the planes of his back and over the globes of his tight ass. Scions he loved the way his mate’s skin felt. Drawing his fingers lightly down to his mate’s ankles, he pushed and prodded Tal until the younger man rested on his knees, his chest pressed against the bed, his arms spread with his wrists shackled to the headboard and his ankles were bound to the footboard.
Blaze stepped back to look at his handiwork, his eyes continuously drifting up to the sight of his red handprint directly on his mate’s ass and felt a small shiver of delight course through him. He stepped forward until he could reach the globes of Tal’s ass with no hardship and taking one firm butt cheek in each hand he spread the globes apart and bent over to blow across the pink star that seemed to wink at him. Delighting in the shiver that wracked Tal’s body he blew once more before sticking out his tongue and dragging it across the tense flesh. Tal’s moan fueled his own desire and he leaned forward to lick again.
“Scion you taste so good baby,” Blaze groaned before he reapplied himself to the task of licking and sucking on Tal’s hole. He felt the sphincter begin to relax and pointed his tongue before easing it inside of him. Happy that he was the Alpha Male and thereby able to shift different parts of his body at will he allowed his tongue to shift into that of his wolf’s and began to thrust the muscle in and out of Tal’s welcoming orifice, the raspy feel of his tongue obviously driving the other man crazy, if his whimpers, moans, and pleas for “more, more, more,” were anything to go by.
Blaze pulled his tongue out and brought down a swift slap to Tal’s right ass cheek.
“No talking baby,” he admonished the other man before returning to his earlier treat of eating Tal’s ass.
“Y-y-yes…s-s-sir,” Tal stammered before pressing his chest down as far as it could go into the mattress beneath him, his ass stretching upwards as if searching for something.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you mate?” Blaze asked, his voice slightly more growly than before, his hands shaking slightly as he tried to restrain himself.
“Yes sir. Please fuck me Alpha King,” Tal pleaded. At the sound of his title, Blaze felt his tenuous control begin to slip, so lifting up his large and leaking cock, he spit down on his cock generously before leaning forward to spit on Tal’s hole, then lifting his fingers to his libs and sucking on them, coating them with his own saliva. Rubbing the pad of one finger around Tal’s hole, he visibly saw the Vermithian relax and with the realization that his man wanted him as much as Blaze wanted Tal, he pressed two fingers into the slightly stretched, very lubed entrance of his mate. He heard Tal hiss, quite possibly from the burn before he thrust those fingers in and out of his mate, Tal’s cries and pleas lifting up to the sky.
Blaze felt his head spin with the sound of his mate’s pleasure and when he felt his control snap, he pulled out the four fingers he’d been thrusting inside of Tal’s ass and replaced them with the head of his cock and pressed in deeply and quickly, bottoming out inside of his mate. Both men cried out as if in agony, though all who heard the sound throughout the palace knew that they were the sounds of lovemaking, and so, none disturbed them.
“Being inside of you is one of my favorite places to be,” he confessed as he began to fuck Tal in earnest. The feel of Tal’s velvet channel squeezed his cock tightly as if to never let him go. Squatting slightly he thrust deep within his mate and heard Tal’s high pitched scream and knew that he had found the other man’s prostate, adjusting his thrusts to peg the gland with every thrust, he gave into the grunts and groans that fought to explode from his chest.
Besides their groans and hisses of pleasure the room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping flesh as Blaze pounded his thickly engorged cock into his mate’s ass.
“Fuck!” he groaned as he felt the muscles of Tal’s tight opening squeeze his erection.
“Yes. Yes! YES!” Tal yelled and Blaze felt his mate’s sphincter clutch his dick in a tight vise as Tal gave into the pleasure overwhelming him. His thrusts sped up as he felt his own orgasm approaching, the feeling of Tal’s ass fluttering around his shaft as the younger man rode out his orgasm, plunging him headlong into his own. Leaning forward, his canines elongating, he pushed his cock in deeply just as he sank his teeth into Tal’s neck, marking him yet again. He felt the tingling at the base of his spine and withdrawing his canines threw back his head and howled. A very distinctive, very loud howl of pleasure, one heard throughout the palace. His seed burst forth from the top of his cock and deep within his mate, copious amounts of the hot liquid flooding Tal’s insides. It wasn’t long before Blaze felt his mating knot extend and grab hold of Tal’s prostate, the two men shuddering pleasantly through another, smaller orgasm.
“Fuucckk,” Tal groaned and Blaze couldn’t do anything but grunt in response. After a moment had passed, Blaze felt the knot release Tal’s prostate and he pulled out his now softened cock, still covered in his release with a shudder. He heard Tal hiss as he pulled free from his smaller mate’s body and with a grin of masculine satisfaction, Blaze walked around the bed, releasing his mate from his restraints. When he was done he sat on the bed and gathered Tal up into his arms tightly, the other man curled up against his chest, his body still shaking slightly.
Their breaths and hearts in sync, Blaze felt his heartbeat slow and his body fill with peace. This was where he belonged. Right here.
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Anglania stood in the shadows of the hallway, her lip curled up in disgust as she listened to Blaze and the Vermithian having sex. How disgusting. Two men. What the hell could another man give him that she couldn’t? Not that she actually wanted the Alpha King. He was just a pawn to what she really wanted. The throne, the crown, the title…the money. She shivered with arousal as she thought of all of the jewels and nice clothes that she could have. The life that she could be, should be…would be living as the Alpha Queen.
Just as soon as she got rid of the stupid Vermithian.
