Fae Dominance (2 page)

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Robin…

Kale gentled beneath me. His muscles relaxed and he embraced me before opening his mouth for my kiss. I was slightly shocked, as I believed the wolf would have fought much harder than this against his unwitting attraction. Perhaps the mate bond was working its magic and he was less against the idea than I would have assumed. Whatever the reason, I was more than happy to take advantage of his surrender.

I relaxed my hold on him and gentled the kiss. Aggression would only rile him up again. Tentatively, I let my tongue enter his open mouth. I did not want it bitten off by a sudden change of heart. Kale met my questing appendage with his and we hesitantly tasted each other. It was a heady sensation.

The taste of my wolf was wild and free. It was so very different from our Dianthe's but in no way less alluring. My erection rubbed against his and belief in his submission grew. My overconfidence would be the death of me one day. Perhaps I should try to learn from my mistakes. Then again, where would the fun be in that?

Nearly lost in the sensations of our body's friction against each other and the taste of his wonderful mouth, I sighed. I had so many plans for that mouth. I missed the signs that I was about to have a rude awakening. One moment I was in an erotic paradise and the next, I was flat on my ass looking up at an extremely irritated wolf Lord.

Damn, he was hot when he was mad. I smirked with the thought. Sometimes I cursed my puckish nature. Common sense would often take a back seat and the wild magic in me took control. It was not a helpful commodity when dealing with an enraged wolf. It is what it is though, and I have never been one to deny my nature. Therefore, that is why I opened my mouth.

"What's wrong, puppy? Do you want to be on top?" I asked.

"You Fae bastard, I'm going to rip you a new arsehole," Kale snarled.

My eyebrows rose at this and a mocking smile curved my lips. "Oh baby, I love it when you talk dirty to me. I don’t mind bending over for you, and believe me, I'm looking forward to the knot."

A look of pure horror crossed his face before he dove for me. "I would never knot with you, you faery bastard. That is my mate's privilege," he roared.

The next moment he was on top of me doing his best to beat me into the floorboards. I would have loved to fight him into submission right there but Dianthe had warned us, and frankly, she scared me when she got mad.

It was time to end this fight for now. I couldn’t lay here all day blocking his punches. Some of them were landing and they fucking hurt. At the same time, I did not want to hurt the wolf. He was mine after all. The devious side of me took over and a smirk tilted my lips. "Kale," I called loudly to get his attention. "You are so hot when you go all growly on me, baby. I just want to eat you all up," I paused, "or let you devour me," I winked at him.

It was enough to startle him and his mad pummeling stopped for a moment. That was all I needed. Faster than he could follow, I reached up with both hands and pinched his nipples between my thumb and forefingers, squeezing just the wrong side of pain.

He froze and the look of confusion melted into something more. "Hmmmm…you like the bite don’t you, puppy? Let's see how you like this?" I twisted hard and he howled. While I gave him the mother of all tittie twisters, I maneuverer my leg underneath me before thrusting up hard. He lost his balance and tumbled sideways. It only took a fraction of a second to be on top of him.

My grip moved from his chest to his shoulders pushing him hard against the floor. "Don’t move, Kale," I snarled. We were going to have to do this his way. I pressed down harder, forcing him into a submission position. My eyes never left his while our wills battled for dominance.

Kale's need to shift came off him in waves. I could not allow that. I had a plan and being shredded by his wolf was not part of it. We were both hard from our grappling and I ground myself against his hardness.

"Do you feel it, Kale," I asked softly. "You can deny it all you want but it's there. Just a small flame at the moment but it will be so much more. You do not have to fight it. Think of our Dianthe, how much happier she would be if we came to terms with this heat."

The words were having an effect on him but he was still unwilling to give in. "Would you really hurt me, Kale? Do you honestly want to kill me? Or is it the ideal that you have to share her and yourself with Daniel and me? We are not your enemies, wolf. Daniel and I are your mates just as Dianthe is."

Awww, my poor puppy, his eyes clouded over in confusion. In the scheme of things, he was still so young. His life had not been easy but there would come a day when he would trust his mates. He just needed a little help with getting there.

"No," he finally let slip. "I don’t want to kill you. It would hurt Dia too much. I do want to beat the shit out of you though," he growled. "When I get loose, Puck, I'm going to pound your ass into the ground."

"Oh, the sweet things you say, baby," I grinned. Before he could spit out another insult, I leaned down and nipped his bottom lip. It was time to end this tiff. Dia wanted the office repaired and us sorting out our differences. We did not have the time needed here, so I would take him to the one place I knew we would have all the time in the world.

"Now be a good boy, we are going on a little trip," I laughed. With a wave of a hand, the office was back to how it was before and I whisked us away—home.

I stood up from Kale once we arrived and let him take in the room we stood in. He lay before me, stretched out on my bed, which surprisingly made him look diminutive.

"Where have you brought us, Puck," he questioned. He was taking it all very well. Therefore, I decided to tell him the truth.

"Welcome to my home, my wolfen mate, we are in the realm of King Oberon Lord of the Fae," I finished with a bow.

"You brought me to Faery," Kale whispered.

"Oh, yes," I purred. "And we will not be leaving until our differences are sorted."

Chapter Two

Kale…

Faery, I was in gods be damned Faery. How the hell did this happen. What did I do? Never had I been so helpless. The rules I had always lived by were gone. There was no escape. My eyes took in the room around me noting the opulence. It was pure decadence and indulgence but still so empty. There was no life in this room.

Did the Puck really live here? He stood there watching and waiting to see what I would do next. He was wary, expecting me to attack. What was the use though? Where would it get me? The only way home was through him.

The first thing the bastard I had called dad taught me, was patience. I knew how to wait until the right moment to strike, it was time to bide my time.

"Why did you bring me here, Puck? What do you hope to gain? Are we supposed to become best friends or some shit? You can't keep us here forever, Dia would notice if we didn’t show up eventually." Damn, now I was sounding like the petulant pup he called me.

The damn Fae rubbed me the wrong way. I knew we had to do something to get this shit under control. We had to coexist with each other. I understood he was Dia's mate as well. I would cope. Sharing was not my thing, but for her I would do it.

He watched me thoughtfully before stepping cautiously toward the bed. Gingerly, he sat on the edge and made eye contact. My instincts had my lip curling. I am the Alpha, I snarled silently. Still his eyes patiently stared into mine for endless moments before he spoke.

"We are here until we work out our relationship. We are not the end pieces to a Dianthe sandwich, Kale. It is not just sex, although that is a wonderfully delicious part of it. All of us are to be mates. You, Dianthe, Daniel, and I. The problems that you have with that are numerous but with a little help from me and a flogger or two, we will get you there," his eyes twinkled as he said the last.

"Do you expect me to submit to you, Puck? I can't, you stupid bastard. I am dominant. What part of that do you have trouble understanding? I can give you a fucking list if you want. Let's start with the basics, why don’t we?

“I don’t do cock for one. Two, I despise the Fae and all their games. Three, I'm a wolf. We do not share well. Four, as Alpha, I submit to no one. I can't, it would only get me and mine dead real quick. Five, you personally annoy the shit out of me. Do I need to go on?"

I rubbed a hand down my face while he continued to watch me placidly.

"Damn it, are you just going to sit there and stare at me all night?" The weight of the world seemed to weigh heavier than normal on my shoulders while I waited for him to reply.

"Oh, Kale," he sighed finally. "My poor poor wolf," he shook his head. "You are so very troubled in your soul."

His hand reached out to touch a strand of hair hanging raggedly over my forehead. "Don’t," I whispered almost brokenly.

Robin sighed and let his hand fall back to his lap. "Let me try to address your issues, Kale. The first and most adamant, you don’t do cock. Have you ever tried it," he raised an eyebrow questioningly.

I shook my head, not keeping my mouth shut.

"Then how do you know you don’t like it? When we kissed earlier, even though you fought it, you did enjoy it." He held up a hand when he saw the argument ready to fly from my mouth. "Don’t lie here, Kale. These walls have ears and the king does not take kindly to untruth.

“Secondly on your list, is that you despise all the Fae and their games." His shoulders heaved with the deep breath he took. "While it is very true we revel in games and intrigue as a whole, would you judge a whole race on the actions of the few that you have known? Can you in all honestly tell me all wolves are honest and true?"

Pain tore through my chest as I thought of my father and the agony his greed and madness caused. Memories filled me of holding the lifeless body of my brother when I held him in my arms after my dad killed him in my mother's womb.

"No," I whispered. "I can't hold all Fae to the standard of the few. Just as I cannot expect all wolves to be honorable. I can only try to be that myself and teach my pack."

"They can ask for no more," Robin said kindly. His voice became more abrupt. “As for three, yes, you are a wolf. As for the sharing, you have already resigned yourself to that. Begrudgingly, but you had come to the conclusion that you would share so it is irrelevant. You just do not want to share yourself with anyone other than Dia. Get over it; we will work on that, puppy."

I couldn’t help it, I growled at him then. "Get over it? How the hell am I supposed to do that? Are you going to use your faery magic to make it all better?"

"No," he said. "We are going to do it by taking it one step at a time. The next on your list and this one is valid and important. I understand you are Alpha Kale. I will never step on your toes when it comes to your pack. However, what we do in the bedroom is our business. You need to learn to let go with us. We are your mates and we will protect you."

His eyes lit up and molten silver swirled in their depths.

"Anyone that comes after me or mine will find only death. I am more than happy to slowly and painfully kill anyone who dares to attack our family in any way. Do you understand that oh dominant Alpha Wolf King of mine?"

Damn, he could be so scary when he wanted to be. I didn’t want to be on the bad side of his vengeance. I knew I could not defeat him in a real fight. I kept trying but deep down I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. Damn it, I trusted him. The fucking faery.

"Finally," his eyes softened as he watched the revelations cross my face. "I take a lot of pleasure from annoying the shit out of you. For all of our differences we are very alike you and I. Both of us are dominant beings always wanting to be in control of our destinies. I like you, Kale, as an individual. You push me to the point of retaliation, yet at the same time, you burn me up with want."

Robin's eyes raked my body and with a wink, we were both nude.

"Look at us, Kale. We are both hard bodied in completely different ways. Your muscles bulge and strain even at rest. You are so very different from my sleek limbs. While we are both predators, you are very much the aggressive wolf while I am more the slinking panther."

His eyes raked my body and heat rose in my cheeks. Never had another male looked at me in such a way. It was both uncomfortable and exciting. Naked want burned from his gaze and Robin did not pretend to deny his lust for me.

"This seems so wrong," I managed. "Everything I have ever known tells me this is not the way it should be." The whole time we spoke my eyes had stayed on his but now I wanted to look at his body.

"Don’t let rigid thinking stay you, Kale. Listen to your heart. What does it want? Listen to your wolf. Has he ever led you astray? Does this feel wrong to you?"

Robin moved closer and my eyes closed. I listened, a deep breath shuddered through me and I spoke to him, my wolf.

'What do we do,’ I asked. ‘Is he right? Do I just let go and see where this takes us? It can't stay the same or it will tear us all apart.'

I knew my human mind would never come to the right conclusion so I released the wolf and let him decide.

*****

Robin…

When Kale's eyes opened again it was not the human Alpha that stared back at me, it was the wolf. "Puck," he gazed intently at me.

"Alpha," I nodded my head in deference. "I assume that Kale has handed over his human body to you then?" The wolf in human form tilted his head. "It is very strange being in this form but it was necessary for what was needed. He is young, Puck, and has had a harsh life. I would have gone feral long ago if not for the steel in him. He held us both together in a time when most would have rolled over and given up.

“The situation is torturing him; he does not understand it and is fighting to comprehend. It will cause him to lash out. Be aware of what will come and do not blame him for behaving as a child who is unsure and scared."

My eyes widened slightly at the analogy. "I understand, Alpha," I had nothing but respect for this ancient being. The wolf was born with Kale but the spirit of the beast was as old as time itself.