Hot porn star Ryan Henderson is desperate. On the run for a murder he didn’t commit, he tries to hide out by selling himself at an auction for love slaves. When a handsome Lycan wolf-shifter, Blayde Balenescu buys him, Ryan thinks his prayers have been answered—only to find out he’s jumped from the frying pan into the fire! Blayde is an intergalactic bounty hunter who’s only after the money Ryan will bring in. When Ryan gets off the transport bringing him to Blayde, however, he’s startled at Blayde’s violent reaction once he touches him. Dominant Blayde has recognized Ryan as his mate, and now Blayde has to figure out not only how he can possibly convince the young man to stay with him, and allow him to teach him proper behavior, but also how he’ll manage to keep Ryan alive long enough to save him from his powerful enemies.
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The Lycan hesitated a long time, staring at him. Finally he spoke again. “Why, John? Why are you doing this? You obviously don’t have any interest in being a submissive or a love slave. Are you in some kind of trouble? Not in trouble with the police, are you?”
“Oh, no, sir. No trouble. I just have my reasons. Nothing that would affect the...…uh...… performance of my duties,” he replied, lying through his teeth.
The big man hesitated before asking the next question. “I suppose I’d get much the same answer if I asked why you wanted to be off-planet for a year.”
“Yes, sir. I’m afraid so.”
Another long pause. “Do you even have any interest in becoming a submissive? Don’t lie to me, human.”
“Yes, sure. I’m definitely a submissive, really. I really want this,” he said, repressing the urge to touch his nose to see if it was growing like Pinocchio’s.
The man gave him a long, hard, very suspicious look. “Obviously your name is not really John Smith. Would you like to give me your real name?”
“I’d rather not, sir, but if you don’t like that name, you can call me anything else you like. I’ll be fine with whatever you decide.”
“My name is Blayde, by the way. Blayde Balanescu. And you can call me ‘Alpha.’”
Alpha? What the hell does that mean? Is that some kind of Lycan thing? Or was it a Dom thing? Whatever, if it helped him get the hell off this shithole moon.
“Oh. Uh, yes. Alpha,.” Ryan replied, nodding his head up and down.
“All right. Much as I’m enjoying myself, it’s time to wrap this up.” He stood up and looked behind Ryan. “Move on in, boys. He’s ready for pickup.”
“What? I don’t under...….” Suddenly a large man came up beside him and took hold of his wrists, clapping cuffs on him. Another big guy wrapped an arm around his throat, slamming him back in the seat as he tried to rise.
Ryan’s heart shuddered to a thudding stop, and he made a short choking sound. No! Not now, after he thought he’d actually made his escape! This couldn’t be happening...…
He heard a voice washing over him as from a distance. “Ryan Henderson. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you. You are under a judgment from a high court of the Allied Forces, and are sentenced to life imprisonment with no chance for parole. Resistance is futile. Prepare yourself to be taken to Lycanus 3 to be transferred to my ship for the journey to the prison moon of Omega 9, in the Copernicus star system, to serve your sentence.”
“A bounty hunter, oh fuck no!” Ryan said, closing his eyes and tilting his head back.
“Ah, but I am, indeed, a bounty hunter, Ryan. And you have just been apprehended.”
Ryan opened his eyes and stared into the exotic, handsome face floating in the air before him and feeling only searing shock. Too stunned and sick at heart to say another word, he met the steady gaze of Blayde Balanescu, hoping for some sign that it was all some terrible joke, some misunderstanding. He saw nothing in those exotic red eyes but an icy stare.
Blayde smiled a tight, thin-lipped smile as he looked in Ryan’s eyes and said. “Wrap him up and put a bow on him, boys. I’ll take him.”
Ryan was wrapped in a towel, standing by the side of the bed. Though he’d shaved, he still had his little patch of hair below his lip. Defiance, baby? I need to show you how to follow instructions.
Blayde’s gaze dropped down to his gorgeous body, small by Lycan standards, but absolutely perfect, the washboard abs still glistening with droplets of water from his shower, and Blayde’s brain went tilt. He crossed the room in about three steps, lifted the human and bent him back across his arm.
“You’re mine!” he growled at him and lowered his mouth to cover Ryan’s. Ryan struggled only briefly before sagging against him, and he felt Ryan’s sweet arms going around his neck to hold on tight. Blayde put his hands under his mate’s hips and hitched him up higher so Ryan’s legs could wrap around his waist, then he carried him the few steps over to the bed. Blayde lowered him gently to the bed and lay between his legs, his hands cupping his mate’s sweet ass. Ryan was breathing hard, but he didn’t seem frightened, more like surprised at the interesting turn of events. He lifted his hips up to grind his naked cock against Blayde’s trousers and Blayde almost lost his mind. He drove his tongue deeply into Ryan’s mouth, sweeping across the inside of it, tasting him and claiming him as his own. He brought one hand around to clench his sweet cock, pulling at it frantically, wanting to pleasure his mate. Ryan groaned beneath him and arched his back.
“Yes, please,” he murmured against Blayde’s mouth.
“Please what, baby? Do this?” he asked as his hand moved more and more rapidly up and down Ryan’s thick cock. “Or maybe this?” He bent down and nipped at Ryan’s neck, breaking the skin and bringing the blood to the surface. Blayde lapped at it hungrily and nuzzled his nose into Ryan’s neck.
A slight sound at the door caused him to whirl around to see Lucas and Kyle staring in at him. He moved his body to completely cover his mate and made a snarling sound as he turned to face them. He could feel extra hairs sprout out on his body, his claws extend, and his long incisors drop.
Lucas stood at the door and averted his face, probably because he could see the only thing keeping Blayde from attacking the other males was his need to cover and protect his mate.
“Sorry Blayde. It’s me, Lucas.” He was speaking very slowly and carefully, talking to the wolf and not the man. “No one wants to hurt your mate, but we need to talk to him. I know how you must be feeling, but Blayde, you have to control yourself.”
Blayde shook his head to clear some of the red haze from his eyes and felt his claws and incisors retract. He’d had his head turned away from Ryan, who also had his eyes closed tightly in embarrassment, so he was pretty sure Ryan hadn’t seen the partial shift. Trying to breathe only through his mouth, he nodded, letting his head sag down. “Yes,” he said, his voice still rough with passion. “Give me a minute, and I’ll bring him out.”
The two men retreated, and Blayde took a deep breath, again through his mouth only. This close, his mate’s scent was driving him wild, and would continue to do so, he knew, until they had mated properly. He dropped one more kiss on Ryan’s sweet lips and levered himself off him. He stood by the side of the bed, looking down at Ryan sprawled out on the bed for him, his gorgeous cock riding his stomach, his bright green eyes looking up at him trustingly and almost attacked him again. He pulled himself together with great effort and put out a hand. “Come on, Ryan. Come with me, and I’ll try to explain everything.”