He Was Sent to Tame the Alphas, Then Made Them His novel · Chapter 2 of 24

Chapter 2: Troy's Night

Troy comes to Lucas's door to claim him and finds his teeth useless and his knees on the floor. Lucas takes him and bites the first mark into Troy's shoulder.

Troy knocked at midnight, three hard raps, and then he opened the door without waiting.

Lucas lay propped on the pillows with a plate of cold chicken on his stomach.

He had a bone in his hand.

"I said knock first," he said. "I didn't say wait for an answer. Fine. Close it."

Troy shut the door behind him.

His eyes went to the bone, and then to the open collar of Lucas's nightshirt.

His jaw tightened. "You're eating."

"I've been tired for two lives. Sit."

"I don't take orders from an omega in his bed."

"Then you can come to my door," Lucas said, "but you don't give the orders in my bed."

"Those are the terms. Take them or leave."

Troy crossed the room in four strides and put one knee on the mattress.

The plate slid off onto the floor.

Cedar smoke rolled off him, thick and hot, and the pull of it reached Lucas low in the belly.

Lucas let his own scent go, just a thread of cold honey, and watched Troy's nostrils flare.

"Gods," Troy said. "What did you do to yourself?"

"Nothing. I stopped hiding."

Troy caught him by the nightshirt and dragged him into a kiss.

It was not a gentle kiss.

Troy's teeth caught Lucas's lip, and his tongue pushed into Lucas's mouth.

His big hand slid up under the cloth and spread across Lucas's ribs.

Lucas kissed him back just as hard, and slid his fingers into the short black hair.

Troy pulled the nightshirt over Lucas's head and dropped his own shirt on top of it.

His chest was broad and scarred, and when Lucas dragged a palm down it, the muscles jumped.

Then Troy shoved him flat, and his mouth went to Lucas's neck.

"Mine," he growled against the skin. "I'll mark you tonight, and nobody in that hall touches you again."

He bit down.

Lucas felt the teeth as a hard pressure, and then nothing.

The skin did not break. It did not even redden.

Troy lifted his head and stared at the unmarked place.

He bit again, harder, and again nothing happened.

REWARD THREE, the system reminded Lucas helpfully. NO ALPHA CAN MARK YOU.

"Why won't it take?" Troy said, and for the first time his voice was not sure of itself.

Lucas wound a hand into his hair.

"Kneel," he said.

He put the full weight of his scent behind the word.

Troy's whole body shook.

His knees gave, and he slid down off the bed onto the rug.

He knelt there with his hands open on his thighs and a stunned look on his face.

"I didn't," Troy said. "I didn't mean to."

"I know." Lucas sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the mattress.

His own cock was already hard, and it tented the thin sleeping trousers.

"Now take these off me."

Troy hooked his fingers in the waistband and dragged the trousers down.

Lucas's cock sprang free, flushed and wet at the tip, and Troy made a low sound in his throat.

"Look at you," Troy said roughly. "You're soaked."

Slick was running from Lucas's hole down the cleft of his ass, and he could feel it on the bedding.

"Then use your mouth," Lucas said. "Not your teeth."

Troy took his cock in a fist, licked the head, and sank down over it.

The heat of that mouth made Lucas's hips jerk.

Troy took half of his length at once, and then more, until the head hit the back of his throat.

He swallowed around it.

"Good," Lucas breathed. "Again. Slower."

Troy slowed.

He sucked hard on the upstroke with his tongue working the underside.

One hand slid back to cup Lucas's balls.

Lucas fisted the cropped hair and held him there, and rolled his hips into the wet drag of that mouth.

When he felt himself getting too close, he pulled Troy off by the hair.

"Up. On the bed. On your back."

Troy obeyed, though he had never obeyed anyone.

He stripped off the rest of his clothes without being asked.

His cock was thick and flushed dark, and it leaked steadily onto his stomach.

Lucas straddled his hips and reached back for it.

He guided the head against his slick hole, and Troy's hands clamped onto his thighs.

"Wait," Troy said. "You're not ready. I'll hurt you."

"You can't." Lucas bore down. "You'll feel it tomorrow."

The head pushed in, and the stretch burned.

Lucas sank down on Troy's cock an inch at a time, until his ass sat flush against Troy's hips.

He was full, and both of them were shaking.

"Fuck," Troy gasped. "Fuck, you're tight. You're so wet."

"Don't move."

"I can't."

"Don't. Move."

Troy's whole body locked, and a vein jumped in his neck.

Lucas rocked once, slow, grinding down, and Troy groaned through his teeth.

Then he lifted and dropped, and the thick cock dragged over the place inside him that made his vision go white.

"There," Lucas said. "Oh, there."

He braced both hands on that broad chest and rode him.

Every time he came down, Troy's cock hit the same spot, and slick ran over Troy's balls.

"Please," Troy said. His eyes were glassy. "Please, let me touch you."

"Say it again."

"Please."

"Hands on my hips. Now fuck up into me."

Troy's hands clamped hard on his hips, and he drove up.

The bed frame banged against the wall.

Troy fucked up into him in short hard thrusts, and Lucas threw his head back and groaned.

"Harder," Lucas ordered. "Don't you dare stop."

"I won't, I won't, I swear."

Lucas reached down between them and took his own cock in his hand.

He stroked it fast, in time with the thrusts, and the heat gathered in his groin.

"Come when I do," he said. "Not before."

"I'll try."

"You'll do it."

Troy sobbed out a breath and held on.

Lucas felt the first pulse rip through him.

His ass clenched down around the cock inside it, and he spilled across Troy's stomach in long white ropes.

"Now."

Troy howled.

He slammed up one last time, buried to the root.

His cock throbbed and flooded Lucas with heat, pulse after pulse, until it ran out around them and soaked the sheet.

Lucas collapsed forward onto the broad chest and lay there, panting.

Troy's arms came around him, shaking.

After a while Troy said into his hair, "I wanted to be the one to claim you."

"You still can be," Lucas said.

He leaned up and sank his teeth into the hard muscle of Troy's shoulder.

Troy cried out.

The skin split under his teeth, and a silver mark spread out from the bite, a ring of small crescents.

It glowed once and sank in.

Troy touched it. "It stayed."

"It's mine," said Lucas. "And so are you."

Troy looked at him, and did not argue.

SYSTEM: Night recorded. Alpha: Troy, Prime of Genesis. Transfer of pain and marks set for dawn.

Lucas read the line twice, laid his head back down on the broad chest, and fell asleep.

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