Marcus' pov Sunday 30th August 2020**********************************Adrian MatthewsBorn : 28th April 1983Died : 18th August 2020"I'm glad you're dead," I say to the gravestone. I'm sat on the grass beside his grave, this is the first time I've come. I'm alone because I won't stay long, I just want him to know how I feel. "You deserved worse, even your parents called me to apologise and say they were happy you're gone. No one came to your funeral. You're all over the news, the whole world hates you. I hope you enjoy it down in hell, it's where you belong," I say before I stand up and pick up the bundle of flowers I have. "Goodbye Adrian." I turn and walk back to my car, putting the flowers on the passenger seat as I drive to my second location. When I get there I take a deep breath and get out of the car, bringing the flowers with me. I go through the gate and to Danielle's grave. "Hey," I say as I look at all the flowers already beside the headstone. I put mine down neatly a
Thomas' PoV**********************A foursome is the best thing ever invented. Especially with Marcus, Nathan, and Cole. I can't wait to be fucked beside one of my closest friends. I'm in the subs room at the moment with Cole getting prepped. We don't know what Nathan and Marcus have planned but I know it'll be hot and exciting. "You know, I actually like doing enemas. I feel so clean," I say as we leave the shower stall. Cole looks at me like I've grown a second head and frowns."You what?""I know it's weird but I don't mind it," I laugh and Cole just waves me off. "You're insane," he says and throws my towel at me. I catch it and dry my body off. We both put on shorts but leave the boots off because we are going straight to the playroom anyways. "I'm so excited," Cole says as we walk down the corridor to Marcus' playroom. I guess it's also Nathan's playroom too. "Me too, I wonder what they'll do.""I hope it involves vibrators, they're my favourite thing. But Marcus knows that
Nathan's PoV*********************Who's idea was it to invite the devil to heaven? He was kicked out for a reason! Unfortunately, I'm the angel who has to make him comfortable for his meeting with God. That's right, I have to make him comfortable while he waits. What a joke!"Nathan, your devil is here," says another angel with a clipboard and a smirk. He's just cocky because he doesn't have to do this. I roll my eyes and go into the waiting room where I'm met with the most gorgeous man I've ever seen in my existence. He has dark brown hair and a sharp jawline covered in light stubble that gives me the naughtiest thoughts. His black wings are spread across the back of the sofa, the delicate feathers fluttering when I walk in. Large black horns protrude from his forehead in a curved point that really makes him threatening. He is wearing some sort of leather strap across his bare chest with matching pants. Is he trying to make it obvious he's not from here? All the angels here are wear
This is about an actual couple that go to Club Sin. This takes place before the first book so Marcus is single and Damian is still down south at his own club. Nathan goes to the club but Cole doesn't. Issac's pov *******************I hate starting in a new club. I'm not a normal submissive so it's always so difficult to find myself a dominant. I'm a top, I'm 6'3 and all muscles, most doms want a small sub who will bottom which makes it very difficult to find someone for the night. It's always easiest for me to sign a contract with a Dom who I know wants the same things I do. My last Dom was amazing, he was called Eric and he didn't care that I was the same size as him. He was tough on me but I loved it. Unfortunately I had to move for my job and Damian recommended I join his friend Marcus' club. I work as an accountant at a firm and they wanted me to relocate because I'm the only employee without children. I don't mind however, the change could be good for me.That's how I'm sat i
"Now stay still and let me put these on you," Dylan tells me. I feel him tap my left ankle so I lift my foot up so he can put whatever it is up my leg. I do the same with my other foot and he pulls the material up my legs. That feels weird, it feels like latex. It cups my crotch and goes between my asscheeks like a thong would. I don't move as he adjusts the clothing, making it fit. I thought he was done but apparently not as he starts wrapping something around my upper right thigh and up to go around my hip and asscheeks where boxers would go. He does the same on my left thigh and then I hear him stand up. "Follow me," he says and holds onto my forearm to guide me. I stop walking when he stops and reaches to the blindfold. He pulls it off and I realise I'm stood in front of a mirror. My cheeks blush a dark red when I see the skimpy underwear on me. He's wrapped latex straps around me to resemble the shape of boxers but there are gaps between the straps to make it stripy and show off
"Stand in display," he orders, pointing to where he wants me to go under the grid on the ceiling."Yes Master," I say as I adopt the position, my hands behind my back and my feet spread. I moan when Master Dylan rubs my hard bulge with his hand, teasing me before he starts to unfasten the straps around my legs. He pulls the underwear down my legs and my hard dick springs up. "Someone's eager," Master Dylan teases as he gets me to lift my legs so he can discard the underwear. "Hands in front of you."I do as he says and he fastens cuffs around my wrists and then attaches a chain to them from the ceiling. I watch as he pulls on the chain to lift my hands up above my head and stretch my arms out. "We won't need this," he says as he takes off the lead on the collar, although he keeps the leather around my neck. He attaches a spreader bar to my ankles and pulls it out so my legs are spread. "Look at me," Master Dylan orders, holding my chin in his hand. "Remind me of your safewords."
Marcus' pov********************Can I resign as Alpha? I hate that I was born to lead the pack because for once I just want to relax. Even worse, I'm nearly 30 and I still haven't found my mate yet. My mum and dad are constantly asking me to just marry a single girl and have her as my Luna because "an alpha can't lead his pack without a Luna by his side!" Well guess what dad? I'm doing it alone and I'm doing it well. Well I'm not actually alone I have my Beta, Nathan, to help me. With his help we've expanded our territory and gained a lot more pack members than my father ever did as Alpha. I guess I don't need a Luna. I still long for one though. My heart constricts as I get older and older without the love that all the other mated wolves feel. Nathan is also single, he hasn't found his mate yet either and he keeps joking that me and him are supposed to be together. I shut him up on that one. A gay alpha? I'd be a laughing stock of every creature to know. An alpha is supposed to cr
"He?" I look down to the wolf and notice that my mate is a boy. "He can't be both of our mates," Nathan says as he steps back, knowing I'm now not a threat to the boy. "I don't know, we need to get him home though, he's bleeding," I say as I gently pick up the unconscious wolf. Tingles shoot through my skin where I touch him, confirming he's my mate."Be careful!" Nathan growls when the wolf whimpers. I get blood all over me but I start walking back in the direction of the pack house with Nathan hovering over me to make sure I don't hurt him. The walk back doesn't take too long and I soon get him to the infirmary with the medic wolf Orion. I lay my mate on the gurney as Orion checks him over, pushing me aside. I accept the shorts that Nathan hands me so we aren't naked in front of everyone who is trying to help my mate. "You should shower," Nathan says and I look down myself to see all of the blood. I quickly go to the nearest bathroom and get in the shower, a rubbing my body clea