Free Bad Blood by Shannon West Page A

enough.”
    “I don’t care…please…”
    Slowly he eased his thick cock between the cheeks of his ass and inside his body. Blaine pushed back eagerly, not caring if it hurt, though he had to grit his teeth to keep from crying out. He must have tensed too much because Kerrick pulled out, cursing softly and then bent to bathe his hole with his tongue, pushing it inside Blaine again and again. Blaine did cry out then, but Kerrick took his time until he thought Blaine was ready. Then and only then did he push his cock inside him.
    Blaine’s tight muscles gave way under the tender invasion and soon they were locked so tight he could feel Kerrick’s strong heartbeat throbbing inside him. He began to thrust harder and harder against him, long slow moves that claimed him thoroughly. Blaine became aware that Kerrick was murmuring something to him, saying things in a rough, firm voice, over and over again.
    “Yeah, that’s right. You take it. You’re mine, and you know it.”
    Blaine made a wordless little noise and tried to pull away, but Kerrick pulled him back, spearing into him. “No.” Kerrick said fiercely and rained kisses down on his back and his hips. “Mine.”
    He pulled Blaine up against him tightly and got up on his knees, pulling Blaine up with him, still impaled on his cock. He bit down on the back of his neck again and sucked hard, so hard that it was painful, and Blaine shuddered, whimpering at the sting of his teeth.
    Immediately, he started to bathe the bite with his tongue, healing it over at last. Blaine could feel it, the torn tissue knitting itself back together, sealing over the venom and enclosing it under the skin. The venom raced down his body and felt like a lightning strike in his groin. Kerrick took Blaine’s cock in his hand after one long stroke up and back down, Blaine arched back and came with a hoarse scream, spilling his come over Kerrick’s hand. Kerrick groaned too and grabbed Blaine around the waist as he shot hot semen into his body. They collapsed down together on the ground, and Blaine fell over into Kerrick’s arms.
    When he could talk again, Blaine blew out a long breath. “What the hell was that with the bite? It felt like it finally healed over this time.” He put a hand back to feel soft, smooth skin where the wound had been. It was still tender to the touch, but there was no scabbing or even a scar to show where it had been.
    Kerrick nuzzled the side of Blaine’s face. “The bite of a Dire Wolf is an important part of our mating. The first bite was to claim your body—to show you and the rest of the world that you belong to me. The second bite is to take hold of your mind. I can read your thoughts now and to some extent, you can read mine. It would be even stronger if you were a Dire too.”
    “It’s strong enough,” Blaine said, a hint of resentment in his tone. “Those images of my face during sex I can do without, thanks very much.”
    Kerrick chuckled. “You’re beautiful, and you know it. The last bite, the one I just gave you…” he stared down at Blaine, trying to see his expression. “Now don’t get all pissed off. It’s just the way it works. I didn’t design it.”
    “Oh fuck, what is it? What did you do to me?”
    “Nothing bad. It’s to claim your essence—your spirit, in a way.”
    Blaine stiffened and pulled away to stare into Kerrick’s eyes in horror. “Are you talking about my soul ? Oh my God, please don’t tell me you’re some kind of demon.”
    “No. Don’t be silly. Not your soul—it’s nothing religious at all. It’s hard to explain, but the bite is a mark of total possession. It goes both ways, so don’t get all huffy. We belong to each other now, and nothing can ever break our bond—not even death. Technically, the mating isn’t complete until all three bites are given and received.”
    “ Now you tell me,” Blaine grumbled, but he tucked his head back under Kerrick’s chin. “A loophole, huh? So I could have