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The Alpha's Mate
Alpha Gideon Channing isn’t just the leader of his pack in New Orleans. He’s also the owner of Silver Bullet, a gay club that offers everything from a dance floor to a dungeon. The club caters to all of its customers from shifters to vampires and even humans.
Josh Gordon is human. He’s just graduated college and is ready to party. He knows that paranormals exist. In fact, everyone does. It’s not a secret. After drinking and dancing with his friends, large arms wrap around him and he’s instantly blown away that a huge wolf shifter would be interested in him.
The two men spend a wild night together, but when Josh wakes up, he’s scared of the awkward morning after. He can’t understand why his heart hurts with each step he takes toward the door. Before he can sneak out, Gideon stops him and convinces him that he needs more than just one night.
Big, Bad Vampire
Jayden Channing is a twenty-two-year-old college student. He’s also a virgin. After almost a full year of trying to sneak into the pack’s club, Silver Bullet, his older brother and Alpha gives in. Finally able to drink and dance, Jayden embarks on an exciting new world. Everything changes that first night though. He senses his mate, an ancient vampire who is heavily into BDSM.
Andrew Porter has been alive for almost two hundred years. He’s had his fill of wild nights. While at the club, Silver Bullet, he gets into an intense scene, completely focused on the other man. It’s nothing unusual for him, just another normal night. During the scene, he’s interrupted by a young shifter and yells at the young man.
Weeks later, hungry and weak, Andrew’s friends convince him that he’s met his True Match. Now, he needs to find the man and drink before it’s too late.
Olivia Black is a Siren-exclusive author.
The Alpha's Mate
Gideon Channing scanned the crowd through the monitors, looking for any signs of trouble. It was his job to make sure that all the shifters, humans, and vampires mingled well together. No one had ever been injured or forced to do anything since the opening of his place, Silver Bullet, and as owner and pack Alpha, he planned on keeping it that way. From his office, located above the club, Gideon couldn’t hear the pounding music, but he could enjoy the view. Sitting back, he watched gorgeous, half-naked men gyrating across the dance floor rubbing against each other, creating a sea of delicious, sweaty flesh.
His pack of red wolves had changed so much over the years and he was content with the way things were. Before his father became the Alpha, the wolves had been ruled with an iron fist. Members of the pack were punished and put to death for whatever infraction the tyrant of an Alpha considered to be disgraceful or wrong. Families were broken a part, children slaughtered for stepping out of line, and men and women were held to different standards. He could still remember the night when he came clean and told his father he preferred men. He didn’t expect the man to accept him as easily as he had, with open arms. That same night, his father told him a heartbreaking story about an uncle he never knew existed. The man had been killed for his sexual preferences, murdered, before his father was old enough and strong enough to step in and fight. Since then, his father felt guilty over the loss of his older brother. A man that, from what Gideon heard, he resembled in a lot of ways.
When he took the reins from his father, the few families that remained went with his parents to Europe. Now, his pack consisted of gay men, a haven for anyone that needed a safe place in honor of the uncle he never knew. Some of the men he’d grown up with and others found and joined them over the years. Their numbers were growing and he always welcomed anyone who needed a place to call home. The club’s success could be attributed to the entire pack and their hard work. The Silver Bullet had become well-known for catering to everyone and their tastes, whether conservative or wildly kinky. The large profits not only helped them all live a life of luxury, it also paid the way for the younger members to further their education. College and traveling were important elements in a young pup’s life and he didn’t want any mistakes closing this place down.
Ever since the paranormal world had been exposed to human kind, years ago, they’d lived in relatively peaceful conditions. There were rogues, but they were policed closely by a group called F.P.A., or Federal Paranormal Agency. The paranormals couldn’t be blamed for everything though. Humans committed crimes and killed all the time. There were radical groups also known as PARA-haters out there, but their numbers were small and Gideon’s pack hadn’t had any problems with them for a while. Wherever those troublemakers were, he was glad they weren’t in New Orleans, harassing his pack.
After humankind got over the shock that shifters and vampires were real and not a myth, most humans became curious about paranormals. Over time humans started trusting that they weren’t in any danger. Gideon named the club Silver Bullet as a little joke since many humans believed that shifters or werewolves could only be killed with silver. He wouldn’t confirm or deny that rumor.
Gideon’s hope was that the Silver Bullet would bring everyone together, paranormals and humans alike.
Having a club was also a good excuse to help his pack find their mates. He’d been searching for his own far too long in his opinion. At thirty-five, he was ready to settle down with a good man by his side.
Scanning each screen, he watched his employees for a few minutes before checking each dark corner, the dance floors, and even the private rooms. Security and safety would always be his top priority. Everyone coming inside his club knew that, and all the players agreed to the discreet surveillance. It was one of the reasons they were always busy. The other was due to the fact that they were the hottest gay club in the state, and quite possibly the country.
The Silver Bullet was a sprawling building, almost a block long, in the warehouse district in New Orleans, Louisiana. It was a well-known hangout and attracted lots of different clientele. Luckily, they could accommodate everyone’s tastes. From quiet, relaxing atmospheres to extreme forms of BDSM, the club had it all.
Gideon made sure to do his homework before opening. He wanted this place to be the go-to for paranormals and humans alike. The sprawling club was cut up into different mini-clubs, some more private and exclusive than others. In fact, in order to get into the dungeon, each member needed a background check and a psych evaluation. If they passed, then they were given their own four-digit code.
He loved New Orleans. It had it all. The big city, music, food, swamps, and open spaces that allowed him to shift and run freely. To him, Louisiana wasn’t like any other place in the world. There was a certain magic that hung in the thick air and clung to a person.
Paranormals were everywhere, all over the world, in every city. For the most part, within each city, the different factions kept to themselves. Los Angeles, City of Angels, was the home of actual angels, some vampires, and a few demons. New Mexico, also known as the State of Enchantment, was the home of witches, warlocks, and different breeds of shifters. Texas, with all of its open spaces, was home to a lot of paranormals, but mostly big-game shifters. The list went on and on. His own pack of Red Wolves was a rare breed that could be found in Louisiana.
After a few minutes of watching the sexy men on the screen, he heard a knock before the door opened. Gideon swiveled his chair around and grinned as his Beta, Sean Griffin, strolled in. His best friend could easily be mistaken for his brother. They looked similar in a lot of ways.
“Enjoying the view, I see. You should come down and see it up close and personal.” Sean winked.
Gideon stripped and sat down on his couch, spreading his legs in invitation. Josh looked his fill, staring up and down his body, licking his lips. Did the man know that he moaned? Gideon’s cock jerked as his mate licked his lips. Josh took off his clothes and drove for Gideon’s cock. He practically swallowed the whole length in one gulp.
Standing up, Gideon held the base of his cock and looked down at his mate, positioned on his knees, his eyes staring straight at his cock as if it were a meal and he were a starving man. Gideon pulled Josh back onto his hard length and leaned over, rubbing his big hands down his mate’s soft back to his perfect little bubble butt. He squeezed, gripping the hard flesh before delivering a gentle slap. Gideon moved one hand around and palmed Josh’s hard length, stroking the flesh. Josh went wild, sucking harder, moving his mouth rapidly as he bobbed his head.
“That feel so good, boy.” Gideon palmed the back of Josh’s head and flexed his hips.
Josh relaxed his throat and Gideon took control, fucking his mouth. He held Josh’s face, pulling him on and off his hard length. Gideon pressed in deep, his whole length down the boy’s throat, and looked down into Josh’s eyes. He pulled out and lifted Josh up onto his feet.
Gideon captured Josh’s lips in a hard kiss before picking him up in his arm. He sat back down on the couch, their tongues entangled as Josh rubbed against his cock. He moved his hips, showing Gideon what it would be like if he was on top. Desperate for a taste, he moved down the couch and pulled Josh up his chest. When his mate’s cock was directly in front of his face, he grabbed both of his ass cheeks and pulled Josh toward him.
His mate moved his hips frantically, shoving his length down his throat. It was so incredibly hot.
“I want to suck you too.” Josh whined his desire.
Gideon moved sideways so that he was lying on his back. Josh pulled his cock free from Gideon’s mouth and turned around, diving for Gideon’s cock once more. Spreading his boy’s cheeks, Gideon licked his hole, pushing his tongue in deep. From his position, he pulled Josh’s cock back, sucking the tip frantically as he slid his thumb inside the tight hole. He alternated between the head of Josh’s cock and his asshole. He nibbled, sucked, licked, and ate at his mate.
“Lean over the edge of the couch,” Gideon ordered.
He needed to mark and claim more than he needed to breathe. Getting up off the couch, Gideon found a bottle of lube in the side table. He clicked open the bottle and applied a liberal amount, pumping his cock. He watched Josh move, arching his back and spreading his legs. Josh never broke eye contact as he leaned forward, presenting that perfect ass. Gideon stepped up behind his mate, rubbing his hands down the soft skin of his back, hoping to calm and reassure the other man.
Gideon rubbed Josh’s asshole. His fingers were still moist with lube, so he pushed one finger in, testing. Hot. Tight. Gideon slowly twisted his finger and pumped a few times before adding a second finger. He opened the tube and added more lube before scissoring his fingers and adding a third finger. Josh bucked, squirmed, humping the air in front of him.
“Oh, fuck! I need you. Please…inside, now.” Josh begged and pleaded.
When Gideon felt his mate was properly stretched, he lined up his dick, flexed his hips, and slowly pushed in. His cock pressed past the tight ring of muscle. His mate was tight, so Gideon took his time easing inside. Josh whined, moving his hips, and Gideon stopped him.
“Easy, baby. Nice and easy,” Gideon murmured. With one hand he gripped Josh’s hip and with the other he rubbed up the smaller man’s back, petting him.
Once he was buried deep, Gideon placed one hand on the wall for support and wrapped the other around Josh’s waist. He flexed his hips, enjoying the tight grip of his mate. Fuck! Had anything ever felt so fucking good? Had any ass ever been tighter? No.
“Oh…oh…oh…God! Don’t. Fucking. Stop! So…damn…big…oh…oh.” Josh kept talking, making noise, and pushing Gideon further.
He wanted to see the man’s face when he came. That became imperative. Pulling his hard cock free, Gideon flipped Josh onto his back. He lifted one leg up over his shoulder and pushed the other out. Lining his cock up with Josh’s ass, he buried his length once more.
Big, Bad Vampire
Jayden Channing hooted and hollered his excitement as he ran out of the apartment above the pack club, Silver Bullet. He’d been waiting years to be old enough to be allowed access. His Alpha and older brother, Gideon owned the club and had kept him away, blocking every single one of his attempts to gain entry. He’d tried everything, but those days were now over. He had permission to dance, drink, and have fun. Gideon’s only rule, don’t do anything inappropriate. Whatever that meant. He just needed to steer clear of Gideon and whichever pack member was assigned to watch over him.
At twenty-two, Jayden was a full-time college student. Finals had just ended, his junior year over. It was now summer time, and he had two short months to meet new friends, dance, drink, and stay up all night long. He’d been waiting for Gideon to finally notice that he was old enough, and he couldn’t suppress the excited grin that lit his face even if he tried.
Making his way into the main part of the club, he wasn’t sure what to do first. Lights flashing, techno music pumping, he could feel the bass pounding through his system, driving him to dance. He decided to hit the bar and get a little buzzed first, knowing that Gideon would be down shortly, followed by Sean, the pack’s Beta. He pushed his way through the swarms of people and reached the bar. He waved his hands rapidly to get Sam McMillan’s attention.
“Uh-oh, how did you get inside?” Sam grinned, shaking his head. He was the head bartender at the Silver Bullet. The man was also a fierce tiger shifter that had joined their pack a while ago. Jayden liked him.
“Gideon finally agreed to let me in.” Jayden shook his hips, beyond excited to get on the dance floor.
“All right, I’ll believe you,” Sam’s tone said otherwise as he winked, “What do you want to drink?”
Jayden didn’t care if Sam believed him or not, the bartender was still willing to serve him a drink and that’s all that mattered at this moment. He was sure that the tiger shifter would report him to Gideon. This time though, he didn’t care. He had Gideon’s permission.
“Hmmm…Something fruity would be good.” Jayden said, eyeing the bottles behind the bar.
Sam nodded and grabbed a couple of liquor bottles. Whirling them in his hands, he threw them into the air, and caught them behind his back. Sam moved quickly and gracefully, putting on a little show for all the patrons. Men chanted his name as Sam flirted back, winking and blowing kisses. Jayden rolled his eyes and tried to wait patiently. As soon as Sam set the glass on the bar, he grabbed it, barely dodging Gideon and Sean as they came near the bar.
Jayden sipped his drink as he watched his brother closely. He’d been kicked out of the bar so many times that it still felt a little surreal and almost uncomfortable that he was even allowed to be here. He followed Gideon with his eyes and watched him speak with almost each and every person in the club. Gideon was extremely popular, good looking, and well-liked. He made it look all so easy. Life had never been that simple for him. Then again, he wasn’t a big, strong Alpha. How did my brother get all the good genes?
Gideon strode to a table across the dance floor and smiled, shaking hands with four of the biggest, baddest-looking men Jayden had ever seen. He moved closer, wanting to get a smell. It was obvious that they were paranormals and predators, but he could tell they weren’t wolves. He was small enough to sneak around the edge, sticking to the dark walls for cover. When he was close, he inhaled, cataloging all the various scents. Vampires.
He caught a whiff of something sweet and it tickled his nose. What is that? It was a mixture of vanilla and chocolate with a touch of something he couldn’t quite place – something…spicy. As his mouth watered, eager for a taste, his body reacted, muscles tensing and all the blood in his body traveled south, straight to his cock. Mate.
Jayden’s mouth opened slightly and his blue eyes widened. One of the vampires was his mate. Ignoring the reaction of his body, he moved closer to eavesdrop on the conversation taking place between his brother and the table of vampires.
“Gentlemen…how are you tonight?” Gideon asked, shaking hands with each vampire.
“Just finishing my drink before going to the dungeon, I’ve got a new whip to try out.” One of the vampires growled, downing the contents of his glass in one gulp.
That’s him. That’s my mate. Jayden watched with pure fascination and the man stood up and flung a large black duffle bag over his shoulder. He stood over six feet tall, similar to Gideon’s height. He had broad shoulders, and muscles that strained against his black shirt and tight leather pants.
“I’m going to slide my cock deep into you.” A single finger traced Jayden’s crack and circled his asshole. “I’m going to fuck this little hole and then I’m going to claim what’s mine. Is that what you want?”
“Yes. I’m yours, I belong to you.” He was willing to beg if that was what Andrew wanted from him.
“Now, little wolf, I’m going to get you ready for me.” Andrew reached to the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube.
Jayden missed the sight of Andrew’s naked body as he felt his mate move away and kneel behind his spread thighs. He could hear the bottle cap flick open and waited. One cold, wet finger touched his asshole. He jerked forward, but didn’t get far before Andrew’s other hand settled firmly against his shoulder blades.
“Shhh…take a deep breath and relax. I’ll take as much time as you need. We’re not in a rush.” With those words, he felt Andrew rub his back, massaging his back with soothing circular motions, while at the same time, Andrew’s other hand was still touching his anus.
Using only one finger, he felt Andrew circle his entrance for a moment before breaching him, slowly. His muscles tightened, involuntarily, forcing Andrew to pause. After a minute, Andrew again pushed deeper, retreated, and then added a second finger, stretching him wide. He could feel Andrew’s fingers moving in and out. Touching and stroking something pleasurable deep inside him.
“Oh, God, do that again,” he begged, gripping the sheets tight in his fists.
“Does that feel good?” Andrew asked, although Jayden was positive he already knew the answer to that question.
“Please, please, please…I need.” Jayden had been good so far, but he couldn’t prevent shifting his hips, moving his ass back against Andrew’s fingers.
“I know what you need.” Andrew leaned over his back, kissing his shoulder as he added a third finger. “You’re almost ready, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Now. Need. Mate.” He panted and writhed on Andrew’s fingers.
Need didn’t even cover what he was feeling. This was so hot, so amazing. Better than anything he’d ever experienced when he’d masturbated.
“Yeah. Mine.” Andrew growled, removing his fingers from Jayden’s warm slick ass.
“Yours. Make me yours.” Jayden spread his thighs wider and waited. He knew what was coming and had been waiting for it ever since he’d found his mate.
Jayden held his breath and relaxed completely when he felt the tip of Andrew’s hard cock start to breech his ass. Slowly, in fractional increments, Andrew filled him until his groin met Jayden’s ass. His vampire paused then, moved his hands from Jayden’s hips, caressing and touching his way up his sides to his shoulders.
“Jayden, my sweet, beautiful boy.” Andrew’s voice was full of passion and wonder, making Jayden feel truly special.
“Andrew.” Jayden moaned as his mate withdrew and then pushed forward again, heat sliding along his sensitive nerves.
“Yes.” He answered, repeated the sensuous motion. In. Out. Again and again. He started to move faster, slapping his groin against Jayden’s ass.
“Big. Hot. Fuck.” Jayden was reduced to one syllable words. Now that he was experiencing Andrew, he couldn’t imagine one moment without his vampire.
His vampire, his mate, his forever…pistoned his hips and fucked Jayden. It was fierce, hot, harsh, and loving. It was everything he’d ever dreamed about.
“Andrew. Love. Mate.” The pleasure of the invasion overwhelmed him and the brush of his mate’s cock against his prostate gland sent sparks of fireworks bursting behind his eyes.
He felt Andrew give it all to him, pumping his cock in and out of his ass until he was a ball of blissful sensation. Pleasure consumed Jayden and his entire focus was on the man behind him. His vampire. His love. His mate.
“My Jayden…mine.” Andrew’s tongue licked a path from his neck to his shoulder.
“I’m close. I can’t stop myself.” His cock throbbed and pulsed. Every thrust from Andrew caused more pre-cum to leak from Jayden’s tip.
“Come for me, love.” Jayden’s ass tightened on the man’s cock and his lover grunted in response. “Yeah…I want you to come, little wolf.”
“I’m…” he panted. “Gonna…” Jayden’s balls drew up tight as he drew closer to orgasm.
Ecstasy filled him and grew until he thought he’d burst from the exquisite pain and pleasure of it all. Jayden arched his back, his mate’s name on his lips as his balls emptied. The salty musk of his release covered the bed below him, rope after rope of cum. His mate’s sharp teeth ran lightly against his shoulder before they sunk deep into the flesh of his neck. He felt a strong pull, as the vampire drank from him, marking, and claiming.