Keaton cried out, uncaring who heard him when Kade pulled his mouth away, but his fingers remained buried deep inside his ass.
“Mine,” Kade said in a low tone, Keaton hearing that the man’s jaw was clenched. His ears filled with the breathless sound of Kade’s murmurs as he pulled his hand free and lined his cock up. “I’m claiming you, Keaton. I’m going to fuck you, because you will always belong to me.” He growled, his body moving powerfully, his hands lifting Keaton as the thick head of Kade’s cock lodged against the entrance to his ass.
“Yes…yours.”
Kade slid his arm under Keaton, holding him up as the head of his cock pushed into Keaton’s ass, making his mouth drop open in a soundless gasp. Kade’s other hand grabbed both of Keaton’s wrists, holding them behind his back. He was solely dependent on Kade keeping him from crashing to the steps.
Keaton closed his eyes, trying to push back, but Kade’s hands tightened on his wrists. “Don’t try and take control.” One hard thrust buried the thick, steel-hard erection into Keaton’s body to the hilt.
“Kade.” Keaton was tossing beneath him, his hips bucking, driving Kade’s cock harder into the soft flesh of his ass, grinding against him. Kade bit down on his shoulder, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to make Keaton still.
“I said I was in charge.”
Keaton licked his dry lips, nodding, hoping Kade began to move again. “You…you’re in charge.”
Kade’s hands gave an approving squeeze to Keaton’s wrists before he drove against Keaton harder and deeper. Keaton was begging for more, held still by Kade’s hard body, his plunging hips, the sharp teeth that held him still for the claiming.
The man seemed to be wringing him from inside out. Kade snarled, a raw, animalistic sound as his hard cock moved in and out of Keaton’s ass, driving his pleasure higher and higher. Keaton yanked at his hands, his fingers curling and uncurling, wanting to place them behind Kade’s head as the man fucked him in the dark hallway.
Kade tightened his hold, thrusting his hips harder. Keaton spread his legs a little wider, jutting his ass higher into the air, begging Kade without words to go deeper. Points of fire raced through him. He wanted Kade to possess him, heart and soul. Keaton had fallen hard for this man, not realizing those emotions until they crashed into him and pulled him under.
He loved Kade.
Pleasure tore through him like a punch to the gut as Kade’s hips swiveled and gyrated, his cock doing so many magical things to Keaton’s body. “M–make me come,” Keaton begged breathlessly. “Claim me.”
Kade’s teeth pressed harder into Keaton’s shoulder and then his tongue swept over the stinging area. “Still trying to control this?”
Keaton wanted to scream in frustration. His body was tight, his balls drawn close, and Kade wouldn’t give him that little extra to send him falling over the edge. He wiggled around, yanking at his wrists.
Kade gave a low and seductive laugh, his lips pressing a kiss against Keaton’s ear. “Nice try, sweetheart.” He shuddered when Kade’s lips trailed down from his ear, his tongue licking a path to his shoulder once more. Instinct told him that Kade was going to bite him there. He wasn’t sure how he knew, but his skin began to burn for that bite.
Just as Keaton began to beg once more, Kade gave one long, hard thrust as his teeth sank deep. Keaton shouted, his cock exploding as Kade rode him hard. The man was wild, his hips pistoning until nothing but the sound of clapping skin rang off the walls in the dark hallway.
Keaton felt his release tear through him, shuddering through his body, tightening in his balls, and laying his soul bare. Kade pressed himself to the hilt inside Keaton, his seed spilling hot into Keaton’s ass.
Keaton slumped against Kade’s arm, exhausted and sore.
“You’re mine now,” Kade said as he licked at the spot where he had bitten Keaton. “Mine, baby.”
Kade finally released Keaton’s hands and Keaton reached up and behind him, caressing Kade’s stubbled jaw. “I was yours the moment you walked into my shop.”
Chapter Nine
“You did what?” Christian asked as he sat across the table from Maverick. “Please tell me I didn’t hear you correctly.”
Maverick shot forward, slamming his fist onto the table. “It was my grandson and mate. What would you have done if Yasuko and either of your sons were at risk?”
“I would have slaughtered him if any of my children were in danger,” Panahasi bluntly stated. Maverick stared at the demon leader, feeling as if the man wasn’t telling them something. It was a niggling in the back of his mind, but he let it go. He had more pressing problems to deal with than trying to figure out the demon’s secrets.
“Too bad you don’t have any children,” Christian countered, giving Panahasi a blazing glare. “I would have handled it a little more discreetly.”
“Bullshit,” Zeus thundered from the other end of the table. “You would have done the same damn thing. I don’t blame Maverick one bit for protecting his. Fuck it, his town knows. I’m pretty sure my town isn’t that damn blind either.”
“I can’t reprimand Dog or Renato,” Nazaryth stated. “They were only doing their job. Things got out of hand pretty damn fast. What we need to be asking is why the hounds are getting so bold and leave the bitching to those who do it best—which is none of us.”
“Send in a vampire,” Ahm suggested. “Scrub their damn minds.”
“Do you have any idea how many people we are talking about?” Maverick asked the Shadow elf. “Hundreds.”
“What choice do we have?” Dante asked, seeming unruffled by the turn of events. He sat
