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As the vampire drank and Rand's cock throbbed, his buttocks flexed against rough bark and his hips thrust, fucking the air. Cai lifted his head enough to tuck in the chain end and reclaim the collar that had been clipped to it.
Though Rand tried to jerk away, Cai had the collar around Rand's throat.
Their eyes met as Cai slipped the tongue into the buckle. "Let me," he said, a silky, sensual tone. Let me show you how this can feel.
He didn't say the words; Rand felt them. Still holding his gaze, Cai tightened the strap. One hole, two, three...all the way to the place where it could snugly hold a thick human male throat, instead of a wolf's.
Rand hadn't ever done any overt BDSM stuff, but feeling the vampire tightening the collar, hearing the feral sounds of hunger Cai made as he brought his lips to Rand's throat again, only seemed to spur the power of his own arousal. Which spiked even more as Cai's fangs sank back into his flesh below the collar's hold and he swallowed more of Rand's blood. The pressure seemed to make his flesh more sensitive, not just above the strap, but everywhere else.
Rand closed his eyes. The scent of Cai's body, his heat, the blood, combined with other sensory input to goad his desire and take away any other thought. The chain clinked as the links dug deeper into Rand's chest and arms, because he was straining against it. He liked the way that felt, and strained harder, not to bust free, but to feel the binding, feel the discomfort, the proof that he was bound, could submit and let go. Let all of it go for this moment.
You please me, wolf. Come.
For the second time in less than an hour, Rand obeyed with no ability to stop himself, his come splashing on the dried remnants of his previous climax. Good thing he wasn't wearing any clothes, because at this rate he'd be a fucking mess in no time.
I like that thought. You always naked around me, collared and serving my pleasure. Your body marked by your seed and mine until I allowed you a bath, no more than once a day. Maybe every other day.
Rand finished his climax, with a deep groan and a few more involuntary jerks of his hips. His mind was scrambled, but he still managed a fragmented thought.
Can't control me. I control myself.
Cai drew back, his one fang retracting. Rand noticed dazedly he tucked the prosthetic one back under his lip with a brief flick of his tongue, an act of apparent long practice to keep from appearing snaggle-toothed. He watched Rand wind down with avid enjoyment, reaching out to caress his cock, his eyes glittering as Rand twitched at the contact on his hyper sensitive glans.
He kept doing it, until Rand gritted his teeth and held still, let him stroke. He told himself to do it because the rule about bullies was not to give them the satisfaction of a response, but when Cai's gaze lifted to his face and nodded in approval, it gave Rand strange, different feelings.
"Very good, wolf. You're learning."
You could fight me for control, over and over, but you didn't just now. Not hard enough to get free, just hard enough to tell me you won't be pushed around. I like that. Look where it took you. Both of us.
Cai withdrew his hand and gave the steel bar beneath his jeans a hard stroke that made Rand's mouth dry. Hell, he wouldn't be acting so stupid about this if sometime over the past couple years he'd gone into a town for an occasional hookup.
"If I could trust your teeth," the vampire observed, "I'd feed my cock between your lips and let you serve me to my finish."
"I think I've given you more than you deserve already," Rand retorted, though the idea of sucking Cai off was far too appealing an image in his mind. "I want loose."
"Give it a minute." The vampire wiped his own lips with the back of his hand. "Take a rest; you've earned it. A few days ago, I rescued a fellow fanged creature from a hunter. Now you've paid it forward for an oblivious human. Good for you."
Rand stared at him as Cai stepped back. The vampire's erection wasn't abating, noticeable under his jeans. He ignored that, best as he could. "Does everything you say have to be marinated in sarcasm?"
"No. I prefer to spice things up with jaded cynicism and outrageous acts of selfishness."
The chains clinked from the expansion of his chest as Rand sighed. A glint of humor and appreciation went through the vampire's gaze. But Rand capitulated for now, dropping his head back against the tree and gazing down his nose with a neutral expression for the vampire. He could get loose. He could feel it in the give of the chains, and the end was just tucked under the loops across his body. That helped.
He told himself he shouldn't be playing the vampire's game, that doing it after the heat of the moment had passed took it into some odd territory. Yet the way the vampire's gaze consumed him, the arousal still vibrating off him, had Rand staying where he was. But he wasn't going to let the vampire control everything.
"Where did you get the scar on your back? The one shaped like the sun."
Cai had moved away, but only to sit down against another tree a few feet away. He cocked his head, and let his hand drift down over his own chest. Not to titillate Rand. It appeared he was enjoying touching himself as he looked at the wolf, or imagining Rand's touch upon him without being close enough to allow that contact. Which produced another indescribable knot of feelings in Rand's gut.
He wasn't sure if Cai had heard him. The vampire kept up that distracting, idle caress of his own body, over muscular abs, the smooth pectorals, the inside of an elbow and back down again, to cup himself over his jeans. Rand couldn't take his eyes away, though he wanted to know the answer to his question.
"Another vampire," the vampire said at last. "He went after me with a knife. Threatened to skin me, but couldn't get me to hold still for that. Go figure. Instead we had a sporting wrestling match where he cut my shoulders up pretty good before he drove the blade into that center 'sun' spot and twisted it like a maid churning butter." Cai's teeth flashed in a humorless smile. Rand noted his eyes had that cold look again.
"I fought him, reached back, dug into his neck. Managed to rip his head off. First time I'd done that. Kind of cool to realize you have that kind of strength in your fingers." The vampire paused. "Me killing him was a milestone of sorts, so the vampires I was with, they held me down and used my blood to burn the scars he left on me. Makes them permanent. Ironic, right? A vampire with a scar shaped like the sun."
Cai opened his jeans, reached in and took a grip on his cock. He handled himself with practiced ease and a total lack of self-consciousness. He settled his shoulders, a contented sigh coming from him. "A good meal and jacking off; nothing better than that. Especially with a view like this."
Rand's legs were splayed out, showing his replete cock and testicles. The collar rubbed against the fang marks that Cai had somehow sealed to keep them from bleeding, but the snug hold of the strap increased their dull throbbing, a hammer reminder in his brain that he'd just fed a vampire. And was being held somewhat pinned by one as he jacked off, studying Rand with keen desire.
"Fuck, you'd make a hell of a guard dog, wolf. Chained up in my yard, ready for my cock anytime I wanted to take you. If I had a home and a yard. But the fantasy..."
Cai's eyes drifted half closed, and he kept stroking his cock. Though Rand's cock couldn't revive that fast, the strong ripple of reaction in his upper thighs and deep in his loins said he'd remember this vividly when he was ready. He could fight against the chains, get loose.
"Try, wolf. I like to watch you try."
He felt that cloak of heat, this time over his arms and chest where the chains dug in.
The vampire had done that binding thing, but it didn't feel as...immovable. Rand tried to get loose. He didn't succeed, but there was enough give that he kept trying. Or maybe he kept trying because of the way the vampire's desire grew, the more he watched Rand's muscles bunch, the more he struggled...
He was not getting hard again. It was impossible, but there it was. The more Cai worked himself, the more logic and anything human in Rand took a backseat, leaving him to a hot, simmering feeling somewhere between anger, lust and need.
"There you are. Let me have that. It's like nectar from your mind. Fuck..."
Cai's head tipped back and he came, his seed fountaining over his fist. Rand wet his lips. A flash of images went through his mind, and he hoped they came from the vampire, because the alternative was unthinkable.
Cai putting him on the ground, chained and collared, forcing his cock into Rand's mouth, hand on his hair as he demanded that Rand take him, suck him off.
He turned his face away, closing his eyes. That was not something he fantasized about. Not ever. He'd fantasied about doing it to Dylef, and they'd done something similar a couple times, but not quite that...forceful.
"But you wanted to, didn't you? Just like you kind of want me to try and force you to it, because a fighter likes to fight, on either side of the equation."
Cai's eyes went to slits as Rand's attention returned to him. The vampire rose, jeans still open, and moved to the nearby creek, squatting to wash his hands. "Time to let you go so you can finish your dinner. Then I think it's time to drink some Jack. I've been carrying a bottle for a couple weeks and I'm tired of toting it around. We can share. It'll help you sleep and forget about me for a while. Promise."
He smiled, an easy, uncomplicated gesture that took Rand off guard. Rising, Cai fastened his jeans before coming to him and loosening the chains. When he unbuckled the collar, his fingers caressed Rand's throat. The feeling was different from earlier. Quieter, but no less intense. Rand felt a tightness in his chest he didn't understand.
Cai nodded. "A collar isn't always about subjugation, taming. Sometimes it just means belonging. You're a pack animal, Rand. Everything to you is about belonging."
