Free What's Your Poison? by SA Welsh

brushed by him, shooting his hands out in front of where he guessed Skylar was. This time, sure enough. Remy captured himself an armful of shocked, naked vampire.
    “How—”
    He cut off Skylar’s question with a hungry kiss and backed his mate into the wall, hoisting him up and moaning when Skylar wrapped his legs around his waist with a growl that sent a thrill down his spine. The challenge in that sound spoke to his wolf and he smiled against Skylar’s lips.
    Show me who is alpha here.
    Obeying, Remy leaned against Skylar, holding the vampire to the wall with only his weight and crowding him close. With his hands free, he slid them along Skylar’s thighs, letting only the very tips of the deadly claws protrude from his fingertips and dragging them along the smooth, almond skin. “Alpha enough for you? I caught you. You’re mine do with as I please.”
    Skylar’s scent deepened as he added more pressure with his claw tips and let a bit of his alpha tone creep into his voice. He was never alpha to Skylar, but it was fun to play the part every now and again in the bedroom. Right now, however, it was more serious, and he knew Skylar could tell he meant what he said on a base level. His wolf was claiming ownership over Skylar.
    “And I claim the same rights over you, so come fuck me, my alpha, ” Skylar goaded, pinning him with a sharp blue gaze that quickly bled back to crimson. The vampire somehow twisted out of his hold and shot away from him, racing around once more, too fast for even his wolf eyes to track.
    Triggering the reflex to chase his prey, Remy was only a millisecond behind, shifting to his alpha form in a blink of an eye, growing to over seven foot tall with the hair on his body turning to patches of fur. His senses enhanced to the point where he could follow Skylar easily and he paused, watching his mate pick up something from the pile of clothes he’d discarded when trying out the new garments. The curiosity was enough that it trumped his lust for a second. Maybe Skylar was playing another game. His wolf did love to play.
    Obviously sensing his interest and attention, Skylar skidded to a halt, dropping out of the high-speed sprint and facing him daringly, eyes bright. Skylar grinned widely, displaying and licking those sharp white fangs. “Did you think I’d leave home without lube after Jake promised you’d claim me?”
    “You’re still trouble,” Remy growled, stalking forward, hunting his mate and prepared to lunge to either side should Skylar try to run again.
    Watching his every move, Skylar let him come close, and Remy could see the vampire was enjoying the power play as much as he was. He initiated his shift back to fully human as he reached Skylar and snatched the bottle out of his hand. He spun Skylar around and clamped a hand on the vampire’s hip, nails tickling warningly like claws in case his mate had any ideas to push him any further.
    “Someone’s impatient,” Skylar gasped, rubbing up against him like a cat.
    “Mmm. I wonder why, could it have anything to do with you leading me on a merry chase when all I can think about is getting inside you and biting you right here,” he murmured softly, kissing the nape of Skylar’s neck.
    “Yes. I want that. Please. I can hear your wolf now. He’s so fierce in his protection over me, and I can feel his need, too.” Skylar sounded amazed, but Remy didn’t know why it came as such a surprise. Every part of him called out for Skylar and drew him to his mate like a magnet.
    When he trusted Skylar wasn’t going to make him wait any longer, he let go of the vamp’s waist and retracted his claws, then clicked open the squirt top of the bottle and liberally coated his fingers. He bent Skylar over a little and reached down to tease a gliding pass of his fingers over Skylar’s hole, knowing his mate liked being played with. He did it a few times until he needed more lube and Skylar twitched and panted in his arms, the scent of desire