The Alphas Concubine (Love Slaves of the Alphas 2)

Jagger dropped to his knees, keeping his face lowered. His erection was rigid and his balls were drawn up tight to his body.

“Are you all right?” Nikolai asked.

“I’m hungry, Master,” Jagger said quietly. Nikolai picked up a small morsel from the plate and held it next to Jagger’s lips. Jagger looked up at him with a wicked smile and engulfed his fingers with his lips, licking at the underside with his tongue and then sitting innocently back on his heels, gazing up at Nikolai from under his long eyelashes.

Barely able to speak, Nikolai took a deep breath and managed to choke out the words. “Are you being insolent, Princeling?”

Jagger looked up at him and smiled. “No, Master. I’m just so hungry. For you…”

Nikolai bent over and picked him up in his arms, making it to the bed in one or two long strides. He put Jagger on the bed and stopped long enough to tear his own clothes off before diving in on top of him, and covering his lips with his own. The Lycan howling in his mind intensified as he pinned his mate in place with his arms over his head. He bent his head to Jagger’s throat, intent on claiming him again, needing to mark him as his own after so many days apart. His fangs, needle sharp, sank deeply into Jagger’s neck as he writhed beneath him, his excitement obvious from the rock hard erection digging into Nikolai’s stomach. Jagger squirmed beneath him as he drew his sweet tasting blood into his mouth, and Jagger moaned loudly, only spurring Nikolai on. He could feel Jagger coming beneath him, the hard pulsing of his seed plastering their bodies together, but he was a long way from being finished with his sweet mate. He turned him over, frantic with his need, he scooped up Jagger’s cum from his stomach to spread on Jagger’s hole and Nikolai’s own cock. Unable to wait any longer, he thrust his cock inside, impaling him hard and deep with each thrust of his hips.

Nikolai began moving in his lover—long, slow movements that raked his cock over Jagger’s sweet spot with every thrust. Jagger cried out with each thrust, but Nikolai could show him no mercy. His hips began to snap in a forceful rhythm that left Jagger clutching the sheet beneath him and grunting with each thrust. Nikolai reached beneath Jagger and found his cock, already half hard again. He pulled and stroked it without mercy, forcing Jagger’s orgasm, making him come again.

“Do you feel me inside you, Princeling? Can you feel my heart beating deep inside your body? You’re mine, baby. Sweet baby…”

Jagger leaned his head back against Nikolai’s chest, and Nikolai stuck his tongue deep in his ear, making him arch and twist under him, causing Nikolai’s shaft to press even deeper inside him. “Mine,” he growled in Jagger’s ear. “My mate. ”

Jagger turned his face toward Nikolai and gasped out one word that filled Jagger with joy. “Yours,” he said. That word made Nikolai lose all control and he came so hard it left him boneless and sated, sagging against his little prince. Jagger was his and he’d never let him go.

Jagger turned his face into Nikolai’s chest and he mumbled something Nikolai couldn’t understand. “What baby? What did you say?”

“I said—” He looked up at Nikolai. “That I-I love you. ”

Nikolai felt his heart flutter a little in his chest. Well, damn. “God, baby, I love you too. So much I thought it might kill me. ”

Jagger smiled shyly. “You kept it to yourself pretty well. My mother told me you did, but I thought it was just, you know, that you wanted to control me and tell me what to do. Maybe even make me suffer for what I did to you at first. ”

Nikolai pulled him closer and crushed his lips into Jagger’s. When they were both nearly breathless, Nikolai whispered against Jagger’s mouth. “Are you suffering yet?”

Looking up from under his eyelashes, Jagger gazed at Nikolai with speculation. “You kind of deserved punishment, you know. All those lies about your ‘stepbrothers. ’”

“Sorry about that, Princeling, but I didn’t think you were ready to hear that you were my mate just yet, and I never expected my family to bust in there and try to rescue me like that. ” Nikolai chuckled. “My cousin Blayde’s new mate is a human who’s been in some porn flicks. I remembered one of them in particular, ‘Some Day My Prince Will Come. ’ It gave me the idea. That and the fact that my old Nanna used to tell us the story. ”

“Hmm,” Jagger said with a little frown. “Yes, I looked it up later on the compnet—an ancient human fairy tale. Very funny. Maybe when you came in just now I should have had a glass slipper waiting for you. Isn’t that what Cinderella’s prince gave her?”

“Probably not a good look for me,” Nikolai laughed. “My family already thought you tried to put me in a dress. High heels would make Lucas lose his mind completely. ”

“In the story I read, the prince rescued Cinderella. ”

“That’s right, sweetheart. Just like when you agreed to that crazy contract Lucas came up with. You saved my life by saying yes. I couldn’t have stood it if you’d refused. ”

“So in a way, I did rescue you?”

“Yes, baby,” Nikolai said tenderly, pulling him closer in his arms. “And I rescued you right back. And I always will—forever after. ”

THE END