“Tighten your hand.”
Vygus pleaded with his eyes, and River gave no indication that he cared because he didn’t. Vygus would either do it or not. Vygus visibly shuddered, but he tightened his fist around his half-hard cock, wincing and moaning all at once. River leaned forward once more, and without direction, Vygus opened his mouth. River pushed his cock into Vygus’s mouth and ground his teeth to keep in the moan that threatened to escape. He hit the back of Vygus’s throat, feeling the tightness around the head of his dick. Vygus seemed to open up to him, and River let the pleasure ride through him.
River panted as he continued to bury his cock deep in Vygus’s mouth. Vygus moaned, his hand still moving on his own cock. Whines and whimpers left him vibrating around River’s hard cock. River was sure he was oversensitive; he’d already come. River ignored the tear that rolled down Vygus’s face as he held his head steady, not letting the man breathe as River’s cock blocked his airway.
Vygus’s body started to shake, and River could tell he needed to breathe, but he didn’t push River away, giving all control over to River. Even in this situation where River held the werewolf’s life in his hand, it had River’s balls tightening.
“Drink every drop,” River said.
He mainly didn’t want to clean up sperm from the floor, but any that spilled he was sure Vygus would lick up. River groaned as his climax ripped through him. Hot shots of come went straight down Vygus’s throat, and he swallowed it all.
River pulled out of Vygus’s mouth; his cock too sensitive after coming. Vygus sucked in air as soon as his airway was free. He coughed, choking on River’s come but not letting a drop fall to the floor. Still, his hand moved up and down his now hard dick. River placed his bare foot against the hard flesh, and Vygus let out a cry and his body shuddered.
“Please, Master,” Vygus begged.
River ground the sole of his foot against Vygus’s cock, making the werewolf whimper as more precome leaked out.
“Hurry up and come already,” River said as he applied a little more pressure.
Vygus’s dick jumped at River’s words, and Vygus’s body went taut as he growled out his release. Hot come splashed on his foot, making it sticky. River continued to rub his foot over Vygus’s cock.
Vygus winced but didn’t stop River. He’d truly meant it when he’d asked River to become his master. River wasn’t all that keen on getting a puppy, but he doubted he could get rid of Vygus that easily. River lifted his foot, and Vygus let out a sigh of relief.
“Clean up your mess.”
A visible shiver went through Vygus as he bent down and licked along the sole of River’s foot, his tongue pushing between each toe, before Vygus sucked them into his mouth. Heat coiled in River’s belly, and his cock took interest in the way Vygus used his tongue. Vygus continued to torture River with his talents until his foot came away clean, and River placed it back on the mat-covered floor once again.
River blinked a few times as he sucked in air and tried to get his heart to settle down. Little shocks danced throughout his body, and his legs wobbled, but he leaned hard against the wall. He figured out the wolf’s purpose as to why River didn’t mind losing his control for a second because instead of controlling himself, he got to control Vygus instead.
“We cannot continue to do this here. You are too loud. Kaija brought it to my attention she heard us last time,” River said.
Vygus smiled at him, his teeth too sharp to be human. “What are you suggesting?”
River fixed his glasses and pulled his pants up. “I will drop this private lesson at the gym, and you will get that time scheduled into my planner.”
Vygus’s head tilted to the side. “Does everything have to have a strict schedule?”
Without hesitation, River answered, “Yes.”
Vygus crossed his arms, the muscles bulging. He stood there naked and unashamed. River glanced at the clock. They had the room for a few more minutes, so he didn’t rush Vygus. Instead he walked around the wolf. The claw marks on his hips pulled, and a burning sensation radiated from the spot. He sighed, so glad he’d worn a black gi. He applied pressure as he made his way to his bag and grabbed the first aid kit he now kept on hand, especially days he had to teach Vygus. River had yet to use it with the vampire; Caydem would lick any wound he inflicted on River, and it would close shut in seconds.
“Fine. How much time will I get, because as much as I’m enjoying this, I need more,” Vygus said.
River thought as much, and he thought about not seeing Vygus again, but River was already tangled up with the werewolf. River went about cleaning the room since they had a little time, mentally going over his schedule. He could push something around and it would work. River glanced over at Vygus. Was it worth it? What did a master do anyway?
“Once a week we—”
“Twice,” Vygus said.
River let out a heavy sigh, already feeling the tension of a headache creeping upon him. Was it a trait to be so needy when turned into a supernatural creature?
“Very well, two days.”
Vygus smiled, and River turned away from him to finish wiping down the mat.
“Can I have your number?” Vygus asked.
Did the werewolf forget how he was stronger and deadlier than River? He could simply take his phone and exchange numbers; it’s what Caydem had done. Vygus stood there, still fully naked, and River was sure if he were to turn into his wolf, his tail would be wagging. River handed his phone over, and Vygus looked as if he’d just been handed a prize.
River went to gather his things and turned as Vygus handed his phone back. He placed it in the bag and took one more look at Vygus, all hard lines and lean muscles. With that, River left the room. Their time was up but not over.
In Control of Someone Else
River stretched his tired muscles out. Between the vampire and the werewolf, River was working out more muscles than usual. It was Wednesday and he had a group project in his history class. He met with others from his class. He’d never learned their names; he simply asked for the part he needed to do. As he sat there in the library with four of his group mates, his phone began to ring.
The others froze to look at him, and the other patrons of the library turned to see what all the noise was. River cursed himself for not thinking to place his phone on silent. He’d never needed to before, but now that two annoying as hell supernaturals had his number, he received more calls and texts than he ever had before.
River sent the call to voicemail when he saw it was Caydem. Wednesday wasn’t his day; River had him scheduled for Friday. Anything the vampire wanted, it was going to have to wait till Friday. Not a second later, his phone chirped loudly with an incoming message. River ground his teeth as he grabbed his phone and turned it on silent.
His group went back to chatting about the project, and River did his best to ignore the constant buzzing of his phone. One of the girls in his group glanced over to him. She smiled and River tried returning the gesture. His smile was nice, but it was never real. River wasn’t even sure if he could really smile.
“You’re Mr. Popular,” she said.
Unfortunately, River was, even if he preferred being Mr. Invisible instead.