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Chapter 16

“Master, do you wish this to be tied in the front or the back?”

He held out the one buttoned drape that his Master had given him to wear tonight. Wasn’t sure about the outfit he had me in, not for a claiming and pronoucment, but his Master knew these people. He knew what they would expect from him and there was no way a Boy disrespected his Master.

“Front, Boy. Once you get that drape on, come here and let me attach the chain to the clip.”

Master Preston had told him that the drape would hold his chain’s clip for tonight, but he would soon have his Master’s collar to wear daily. Was something amazing to look forward to. But first, he had to turn into a werewolf for his Master. Small price to pay. Right? It was. He just still found himself a bit uneasy about the entire process. Master Preston said it would not hurt, but never before had he considered stripping in front of a strangers in order to shift into a wolf. Guess it would be no different than being strapped to a cross and flogged in front of a room of strangers. Just be outside. His Master would be at his side just like inside a room. No big difference. Easy as pie.

“I’m ready, Master.”

Master Preston snapped the chain to the hook in the front of the drape and then gave it a little tugged. He followed along behind him, making sure to keep the prefect distance between them. They walked the same path they had earlier in the day, but there was one difference, other than him being linked to his Master by a chain. Jackson walked ahead of Master Preston by a couple of feet and three other werewolves walked behind them. Chatter grew louder and louder the closer we came to the clearing. No words were desernable and it all stopped soon as Jackson cleared his throat. Jackson peeled off from in front of Master Preston, leaving room for Master Preston to take us onto the boulder.

Master Preston made one circle around the boulder then brought him to stand in front of the group of werewolves. Master Preston’s arms lifted and came to rest over his shoulders, pressing him to his knees.

“Wolves of Eastern Pack, we are gathered here to meet our newest pack member, my mate.”  The crowded clapped and released a few howls, that had him shaking until Master Preston squeezed my shoulder. “Today is the best day an Alpha of my standings can have. My mate will join me at my side among the pack as well as he is my Boy.” So the pack did know what Master Preston enjoyed. “It is with my greatest love and devotion that I ask my pack to share this amazing day with me.”

Master Preston tilted his head to the side and licked over his shoulder, before he bit down. Pain seared through his shoulder, but it faded as fast, leaving behind a blissful, cock engorging sensation. So much that, he groaned as a hand gripped his cock.

“That’s it, Boy. Let the wolf come forward and take over. Then we can have all the fun my Boy wants.”

Before an answer could leave him, his body bent over as it began to distort. Next few minutes were tense and tight, but something inside seemed to merge with another being. Not being, but animal. A wolf. It was as if the wolf forming inside me bounded towards all the human genes, bunching itself into each of them. As more and more became merged the deeper intertwined he became with his new inner animal.

Boy, you and I are going to be great friends.

What in the world was that? Did the wolf just talk to me?

Yes. I am dominate among us, so I thought you would prefer the Boy name as I prefer Alex.

Okay. So, I’m to call you Alex? Is that what I’m suppose to tell Master when he ask me your name?

It is.

Great. Now what?

We run with our mate.

Another wolf licked my nose and then tossed his head to the left before he took off at a trot. Didn’t need anyone to tell me that it was Master Preston in wolf form. There was an air about him that screamed authority and protectiveness. It was those feelings that had him following along with him.

The next hour the two of us ran and chased one another. After, that he lead me back to his house and we shifted. He had wrapped in his arms before a reaction could come.

“Wow.”

“My Boy liked that?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. There’s more coming. Let’s get inside so I can feel that tight ass clinched around my cock.”

 

Trade In and Up Chapter 15

 

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Chapter 15

Master Preston had taken him on a walk through the woods behind his house, showing him all the pathways that would be good to run once he was a wolf. He stopped at this huge clearing where the trees created a sort of canopy over the area. It was beautiful with the wonderous sounds of a waterfall in the background.

“This area holds all of my pack members, in wolf and human form.” Master Preston came up behind him, pressing in on him, kneading his shoulders. “We will stand up on that rock.” He pointed out this huge boulder with a polished crystal top. “I will introduce you to the pack as my mate and then give you the bite that changes you, right here.” He leaned down and kissed the corner of his neck, licking over it and right up to my earlobe.

Master Preston nipped his earlobe as he pressed his cock into my back, rubbing lightly.

“Boy, you have owned my heart before you even knew me.” Master Preston gripped his hips, tugging him back. “The mere thought of you get me hard as a rock. Makes me want to chain you to my bed and fuck you fast and hard. Would my Boy like that?”

Man would he, but did his new Master require a verbal confirmation or an actionable one.

“Boy, what is wrong? I can feel your heart beating right here.” He kissed the center of the neck. “Is that because of my forcefulness or something else.”

“Master,” he spun around, locking his eyes onto his chin. “Do you want a verbal or actionable answer?”

“Either is fine, but I’m sure I’d love to find out what kind of actionable response you would give.”

That was something he could do. And he wanted to. That’s what shocked him more. His mouth watered to taste his knew Master. Know him in a way only a Boy could know their Master. He dropped to his knees, ignoring the sticks and rocks under him. He slowly pulled down the zipper and tugged his Master’s pants down over his hips. Master Preston’s rock hard cock sprang free and into his Boy’s waiting hands. He slowly stroked his Master a couple of times before he engulfed it, taking in all the way to the back of his throat and swallowing.

Hands gripped his hair, holding him in place as his Master began fucking his mouth.

“That’s it, Boy, take it. Take it all.”

He relaxed his throat muscles and let his Master give him whatever he desired him to have. By the time his Master’s cock swelled and began pumping jiz down his throat he was ready to explode, but knew better than to do so until he was given permission.

“That’s it, Boy, clean my cock and then I’ll take care of you.”

He licked all the cum from his Master’s tool and then slowly put him right before he sat back on his knees and placed his hands behind his back.

“Such a good Boy.” Master Preston’s fingers ran across his cheek and down the neck to the front of his shirt. “Boy, do you want your relief here or back at the house?”

“Here, Master, please. I can’t . . . about to explode.”

His Master leaned down and rubbed his cock through the jeans. “You are nice and plump. Think I’ll just toy with you a bit longer though.”

Shit. Any other time he might have liked his Master to play with him, but it’d been months since he’d enjoy any kind of fun and his cock was about to explode.

“Ah . . . My Boy is in dire need. I see my fun will have to wait.” Master petted him on the head. “Take out your cock and stroke yourself off. Tonight, I’ll have that ass wrapped around my cock, squeezing me until I claim that ass as mine.”

His mind caught onto the importance of that statement, but at that moment his mind would not do anything but obey his Master. He pulled his cock out and stroked it fast and hard. Didn’t take but about three strokes before he erupted and spewed his junk all over the place.

“Nice, Boy.” Master Preston stood behind him, holding him upright. “Take a moment to rest and then we will head back and get ready for the night.”

Trade In and Up Chapter 14

 

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Chapter 14

I’d been at the pack several days and fallen back in step of being a submissive. Still staying in my own room and a bit stand offish from Master Preston. He was not pushing a hardcore dominate relationship with me, but I knew it was driving him hard. The evidence was strong. Multiple times during the day I saw him staring at me and adjusting himself. The sight made me a bit hard, but I still was not sure about us as a couple. Not that I had much time left. I overheard Master Preston and Jackson talking the other day. Jackson told him that there was only a day or two left before the full moon and the pack was expecting him to change his mate and admit him into the pack. Master Preston’s eyes had glowed with Pride when he told Jackson how long he had waited to do such, but that pride faded into heated fear when he told him how he dreaded doing so. He was scared he’d push me further away from him. It tore a hole in my heart to see him so vulnerable and open. Worse I’d caused it. Not on purpose. I was just not in sync with myself. Yes, I’d found my footing in doing submissives’ daily activities, but no other aspects of what a submissive was to do for their Dom. Why? Did I still doubt his motives? Had no reason. He’d been nothing but kind to me. There’d been no sign or word of Mr. Julian since we left him with the law on his tail.

There was no reason. Other than my own fear of the unknown. I’d not only been running for so long, but living in the unknown of my life for that time and that was what was being asked of me again. I was just to go with the flow and let Master Preston bite me in front of a group of strangers and become him mate. Start a new life as a new being entirely. There was no bigger unknown than that.

“What did that cabinet top do to you, Boy?”

My hand paused it’s circling motion and looked up, stopping on Master Preston’s chin. “Sorry, Sir, was lost in thought.”

“Care to share, Boy?”

“When is the full moon, Sir?”

“Tonight. Why?”

Bit faster than I thought. “Was you not going to tell me?”

“Tell you what, Boy?”

“That you would be changing me and bring me into the pack tonight.”

“That’s twice you have not respected me Boy. Watch it. And I am not bringing you into the pack tonight. I will let Jackson take the Pack Run tonight and spend the night with you.” He took my hand and pulled me around the counter and closer to him than he has dared to before. “I am not going to force anything onto my mate. You are not ready for the change. No matter how much I long for you to be. And I do, Boy. I do, but not at the risk of losing you.”

There it was. The trust. Honesty. All wrapped in one fluid statement. Everything clicked into place inside me. My mind lost it’s hesitation. My body flew into overdrive, leaving me with a hard-on from hell.

I dropped to my knees and leaned over and kissed his shoes then ankle. A huge gasp had me moving up to his chins.

“Boy?”

“Master.”

It was the first time I’d called him Master and it must have been what he was waiting for, because he reached down and gripped me under my shoulders, lifting me to my feet, letting me fall into his chest. His arms wrapped around me, holding me tight to his strong solid body.

“Feels wonderful to have you in my arms, Boy.”

Had to admit it felt right to be there.

“What brought this change on, Boy?”

“You were not going to force it onto me, Master.”

He lifted my chin so I was looking at him, then his lips came down on mine. A light feather kiss, but I felt it all the way to my toes.

“I would never have done such, Boy. Never.”

“Master, can I can be changed tonight and introduced to the pack as your mate tonight?”

“Is that what you want, Boy?”

I nodded, resting my head on his chest.

“Then that is what my wonderful mate and Boy will get.”

Author's Ramble

 Hi,

No new chapter today. Sorry. There will be one Wed. Sunday, the day I write my blog post, was my birthday, so I did not write. I spent the time with my family. So, I am going to take tomorrow to write the chapter for Wed. 

Oh, and an update on the books I'm working on. I am almost done on the revision on Marked One Caleb and Taylor (last book in that series). I also have a new series idea underway that I am very excited to work on. I think everyone will enjoy it. Until then, keep your eyes open for the release date for Marked Ones Caleb and Taylor. Not sure when it will be announced, but I hope to enter the edit phase by the end of the month, which means it won't be much longer.

Hope all is doing well and staying safe. Those who are able I hope you get the vaccine soon as you can. Take care of yourself and remember wear your mask when you go outside or around people other than those who live with you.

Let your imagination soar when you read.

Julia

Trade In and Up Chapter 13

 

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Chapter 13

“Boy, could you join me in the living room.”

The softness and tender tone was like whiplash. There was no command. No dominance. No air of control. A simple request. I’m sure that fact was what had me walking int there and sitting down on the sofa across from him.

“I think we need to get to know each other better so that we can become a better couple. I can not meet your needs if I do not understand what they are. You can not meet mine, if you do not know what they are. You need to better understand what being a wolf mate means and how the transformation works before the full moon in two days.”

“Two days? What does that have to do with anything?”

“That is when you will become one of us and we will seal our bond as mates.”

“Who says?”

“I say.”

“I’ve not agreed to this.”

He ran his hand over his face and hung his head for a second, lifting, locking eyes with me. “I thought you said John gave you to me.”

There it was. The hardcore fact. Truth slapping me in the face. My Master had spoken his mind and that was the end of the subject. I should be settled and accepting of Master Preston, but . . . why wasn’t I?

“I imagine all this is frightening for you.” Master Preston took hold of my hand. “Even nerve wracking. You and John spent so many years on the run. You must be ready to bolt out of habit, but you are safe here. We can have a life here where we don’t have to look over our shoulders. I can give you that. That is what John wanted for you most of all. That is why he gave you to me. Once you become a werewolf you will have more power over Julian if he does ever find you. Which is doubtful considering how we live so far off the grid.” His finger was rubbing back and forth across my wrist, soothing me just like John always had. “I’m trying to take all that into consideration. That is why I gave you a room of your own last night when I longed to hold you in my arms. Ensure myself that my mate was safe. That he had a solid night of sleep for a change. I hoped that by getting you back into the roll of a submissive that it would ease you even more, but it appears that your likes are a bit different than I assumed. I’d like to get to know you better so I can gage those and figure them out. That way I do not accidently hurt you and can make sure you get the correct punishment when you need it.”

What he said made sense? I knew it did. Wasn’t sure why I was being such an ass. Just knew that something about him was not setting right with me and that put me at unease about letting him dominate me. Then again . . . Master John would not give me to someone who would harm me. But . . . he had never met the guy. How would he know . . . Afterlife tell him things about people that I would not know. Could. Didn’t matter. I trusted Master John with my life and he had decreed it. So, I now belonged to Master Preston.

I slid from the sofa and knelt beside him, putting my hands behind my back and tilting my head down. “Sir, I am sorry for my disrespect this morning. I will gladly take my five lashes with the flogger.”

Gentle hands slid back and forth through my hair. “Flogger is one of your dislikes that is used for punishment, is that correct, Boy?”

“Yes, Sir. I am not fond of a flogger, but accept the use of it as punishment.”

“Good to know, Boy.” His fingers gripped my hair, pulling until I was looking up at him. “Ready to fix our omelets?”

“I can fix you and omelet, Sir, but I prefer the protein shake for breakfast, Sir.”

“That is fine, but once you change to a werewolf you will require more than a shake for a meal. Just a note to file away.”

“Yes, Sir.” I got up and made my way back to the kitchen.

Trade In and Up Chapter 12

 

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Chapter 12

Last night had been a fitful night of sleep. Least Master Preston had not forced me to sleep in his bed or chained to the foot of it. If he was truly my Master then I would not have minded being chained to his bed and waking him up with a nice blow job, but . . .

What was  I going to do? John had done visited me and gave me over to Master Preston. Told me to trust him to take care of me. That should be enough for me. Why wasn’t it? What was it about him that unesed me. Other than him turning into a wolf. That really did not bother me. Shocked me, but so did John visiting me from the afterlife. I’d come closer to believing him telling me that supernatural being and magical aspects exist than anyone else. That being the case . . . Why did I not trust him when it came to Master Preston.

“Time to get up, Boy.”

A harsh knock on the door jerked me from my thoughts.

“We have lots to discuss. Lots to arrange.”

Did he say arrange? I was across the floor, jerking the door opening and glaring at him. “What are we arranging?”

His eyes ran from my head to my toes, stopping at my groin, licking his lips. Shit. I’d forgotten I’d slept nude. Crap. Oh well, let him look his fill. I knew I looked great. I kept in shape. Worked hard to maintain my shape. John loved muscles and swore there was nothing better than licking chocolate off rock hard abs.

“Nice. Going to love waking up to that every morning.”

“As if.” I shut the door and marched over to the dresser, jerking on my clothes.

“Hurry up. I’m hungry and you need to fix us some breakfast, Boy.”

Me? Us? I’ll fix me some breakfast, but the jackass could fend for himself. I marched my way into the nice kitchen.

“Stuff in fridge for omelets.”

“So.”

“Fix us some breakfast, Boy.”

“Not your boy.” I went to the cabinets and started looking through them, hoping to find some kind of protein powder or something along that line.

“Boy, stop.”

The urge to stop was strong, but I refused to let my body do as he said.

“Boy, you are about to earn stripes.”

My body cringed, more from the ripples of desire rushing down my spine and around to my groin. Still, I kept right on looking.

“Boy, this is my last warning. Get to fixing us some omelets.”

Ah. Yes. Knew he’d have some. I pulled down the protein powder and carried it over to the counter. I got the lid twisted of before he was up and out of his seat. Before I could scoop the powder out, a hard stinging smack landed on my ass. The sting hurt, in a good way. Fire raced over my ass and right to my hole, making it clinch. As the second slap landed, I groaned.

“Remain quiet. This is not for pleasure.”

Sure felt like it. The third strike of his hand had me thrusting forward, my throbbing jean covered cock rubbing against the cabinet.

“Remain still. This is punishment.”

Proved he knew nothing about me. Spankings were a major turn on for me. Did nothing to detour me from doing something. Only gave me reason to.

Two strikes later, he stopped, sighing hard as he stood back, crossing his arms and glaring down at my groin. Wasn’t’ sure if it was the massive hard-on that ticked him off or the huge wet spot that had formed from my cock leaking pre-cum. Either way, he stalked off grumbling about misbehaving boys needing to learn their place. I knew my place. It was him that did not know how to handle me. Just proved we were not compatible as Master and Submissive. Fact I knew to start with. That meant we would not make it as a couple. Mated pair. Whatever he said we were. He had saved me for one reason, and it was not going the way he wanted it to. What did that mean for me? Was I going to find myself stranded on the Eastern side of the United States without any money and any place to go? Or would they kill me. I mean they had told me about werewolves. I’m sure they had rules about non-werewolves knowing their secret. They wouldn’t want that knowledge known. Would they?