POV
A'mosh

I have no idea why I let that vampire stay, I was endangering the lives of all my pack members. All for what, to keep a smile on Adam's face?

That fucking smile, seeing it lights up my day, even when I'm in a shitty mood, that smile just brightens me up.

He was so happy when the vampire Abraham came to tell us that Ronnie woke up. "He's still unstable, but he'll be right as rain after he eats," Abraham explained.

"Is he mad at me?" Adam asked. "Yes... And no, he's mad because it wasn't his choice, but he already admitted he would have done the same thing." Abraham answered.

"I was wondering, as you are very close to my Eternal, I saw his life and you are held dear to him. How would I go about ... Pursuing him...?" Abraham questioned.

"You want my help?" Adam asked, losing all fear of the vampire. "I would very much like that, yes." He answered. "Okay then, let's clean you up," Adam said taking Abraham's hand and dragging him off.

I watched him with a smile, before walking over to my desk and sitting down.

I was sitting there for a while, going over pack accounts, writing checks that would be handed out to the pack members.

As I wrote the last check, somebody knocked on my door. "Come in," I called, the door opened, and Shawn, Keaton, and Brandon walked in.

"What's going on?" I asked as they stood in front of me, almost surrounding me. "We need to talk Alpha." Keaton started.

"About what Gamma." I said, smirking at him, "Come on, we're all friends, what's with the Alpha shit?" I asked.

"Look, what's going on with you?" Brandon asked, throwing his hands in the air. "I don't know what you mean," I said.

"Come on A'mosh, what's up with you and Adam? I mean you're letting a vampire and his Eternal lover who's a newborn vampire stay on pack land." Shawn said, being the first to sit.

"Okay I know it's awkward, but he was in a tight spot, and while Adam is in our territory, while he's my guest, his problems are our problems," I responded.

"I mean, that's cool, but it's never been the protocol before so what's different. Is Adam our Luna?" Keaton asked, joining Shawn in sitting.

"W-what no..." I stuttered, thinking how great life would be if he were the Luna of my pack if he were my mate.

"Okay, so do you have feelings for him?" Shawn asked. "I-I may," I mumbled. "Finally he admits it," Brandon said.

"Why not make him your artificial Luna, I mean not everyone gets a true mate, maybe you should take this piece of happiness," Shawn added.

"Look, guys, I appreciate y'all's concern, but Adam is just a casual thing, he isn't my mate and he is not going to be your Luna," I said.

"Fine, I'm sorry for bringing it up. We've finished setting up the vampires borrowed home. Abraham has asked to be able to hunt deer." Brandon said.

"Allow it, but make sure he takes the newborn away from the pack members' house's," I said. "Will do." He said, He and Keaton leaving the room.

"What Shawn?" I asked. "Why haven't you marked him yet, and don't feed me that bullshit you gave those guys," Shawn demanded, in the way only my best friend could.

"Okay, I like him... a lot. He's sexy and freaky, and he's weird in a funny and original way." I said. "So what the fuck... Why not make him yours?" He asked.

"Because he's not actually mine, and I don't want to be with someone who isn't destined for me," I said.

"You know, I've never been like you, I don't want my mate, the thought of it scares the hell outta me. But you... You deserve happiness, you've waited on it, and I haven't seen you smile as much as you have since Adam came here." Shawn said standing up.

"Take this chance man, I'm sure Adam would gladly be yours, we all can see it." He said, turning and leaving the room. I sat there, thinking over what Shawn said.

While I thought my office door opened and Adam walked in, "Okay, so I let Abe borrow some of your clothes and I think he looks hot, and I want your opinion." He said excitable.

I smiled, but only half-heartedly, what was I doing, how had he snuck past my emotional walls. "Abe come in!" He yelled.

I will say he cleaned the vampire up.

His once unruly curls had been cut and styled, his beard was cut low, he looked less ancient. He looked hot.

"You look, good man," I said, making the vampire smile. "Thanks to your mate," Abe said, and I rolled my eyes. "We aren't mates," I said, and he frowned.

"You werewolves rely on scent, it isn't reliable, we vampire can sense our Eternals on a deeper level." He said, before thanking Adam again and leaving the room.

Adam turned and locked eyes with me, "Cryptic." He said, and I nodded smiling. "So when do you plan to collect on our little agreement?" Adam asked.

"I haven't forgotten, we'll settle your tab, I just want there to be no interruptions, so we have to make sure the pack is taken care of. Including your friend." I said, getting up and walking over to him.

"Trust me though, I'm gonna devour every single part of you," I whispered against his lips, before taking them. He fell apart in my grasp and I chuckled, dipping my tongue inside his warm cavern.

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It was around ten that night, that Abraham brought Ronnie to see Adam. The boy had changed in small ways, his scent was different.

But his eyes were the biggest factor, they were bright brown, like redwood His aura was stronger, inhuman.

"Adam." He called when Adam wouldn't meet his gaze. "I-I'm sorry," Adam said, still looking down. "I'm cool, just so fuckin hungry... God man you have no idea how good you smell." Ronnie said, causing Adam to look up.

"Just kidding, I actually don't feel that different, I mean I'm stronger, but I still feel like me, you know?" He asked, and Adam had tears in his eyes.

"So you don't hate me?" Adam asked, "Never bitch. I would have done the same thing for you... I guess we're just selfish that way." Ronnie said, and Adam raced over to hug him.

I was on edge, he was a newborn, so I had to be ready for anything. But the hug was just a hug, and afterward, Abraham took his Eternal out for a real human hunt.

Ronnie refused to kill someone, but Abraham explained on their way out, that killing is not necessary.

As soon as they were gone, and I was certain my Beta, Gamma, and Delta was out for the night, I turned on Adam. "Run," I said, my eyes flashing black. When Adam saw the lust in my eyes, he took off.

I growled softly, loving the chase.

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Inside my room, Adam was tied to the thick beam that helped to hold up my ceiling. He hung down in the middle of the spacious room. I'd taken the time after he was tied up, to make room.

"Fuck you make me so hard." He moaned, and I slapped his hard-on. I found myself so turned on by Adam, I wanted to worship his body.

I wasn't one for sucking cock, but I got on my knees for him. I got on my knees for myself, because I needed to taste him. I slurped him hungrily into my mouth, sucking hard.

"Oh shit." He groaned humping into my hungry mouth. I swear I'd never done it before, but it felt natural with him like I just knew what buttons to push.

I used my hand to grip his balls, balls that fit perfectly in my hand, I tugged them roughly, squeezing gently and like I imagined he would, he shot off.

His spooge was salty, it was thick and it made my mouth water. "Mmm." I moaned, nursing desperately for another taste.

I could feel Gore, he wanted Adam, wanted to hear him call us Alpha. So I pulled back, I stood up and attacked his lips, forcing my tongue into his happily accepting mouth.

"I'm recording this... I wanna keep this memory, you know for when you're gone." I said, going over to my dresser and taking my camcorder out. I set it at an angle and walked back over to Adam.

There was a scowl on his face, "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothin, are we gonna fuck or what?" He said, something like annoyance lacing his tone.

"Yeah we're gonna fuck, but not with you giving me the stink eye," I said. "So what's the fuckin problem?" I asked.

"I'm sick of you bringing up our whole thing, every fuckin moment of every day, reminding me of how we met." He snapped, expelling everything he'd obviously been holding in.

"Whoa, way to ruin the fuckin mood. Where's all this coming from?" I asked, approaching him. "It's fine, forget it. Let's get to what you're paying me for." He shot.

"You know what..." I reached up and cut the rope, letting my nails shrink back after his feet hit the ground. "No ... I'd rather not." I said.

It was clear he was pissed, as he removed the rope from his wrist. Throwing it at me, "You know what, screw you... I'm so fuckin sick of this!" He shouted.

I was completely blown away, I mean what was happening? "Sick of what?!" I snapped back, confused.

"Of this, of us, whatever it is ... I'm tired of this dance. What are we doing? Are we together, or are you just my client?" He asked.

He was putting me on the spot. Why did I have to be the one to make that first move.

"We're whatever we are, are you happy?" I asked, "Yeah I'm happy." He answered. "Then what's the big deal?" I asked, but it was the wrong question.

"I wanna know if you're gonna get tired of me, I'm tired of wondering when it's gonna happen." He said.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked, I knew what he wanted me to say, hell I wanted to say it... But the words wouldn't come out.

"You know, you've already said it a dozen times. I'm done, I want out." He said, and some part of me grew hot.

I started to feel a rage I hadn't ever felt before, I was furious to the full definition of the word. "Fuck no." I snarled.

He jumped, but stood completely still, looking at me, yet in submission. "We paid for you. We decide when we're done. Do you understand?!" Gore and I both shouted.

"Y-yes." Adam answered, "I want to fuck, now." I commanded, he furrowed his eyebrows, and walked defiantly towards me, rolling his eyes as he dropped to his knees.

"Suck... And no teeth." I spit. "Fuck you, bitch you know damn well you've never felt my teeth... Dumb fucking hillbilly." He cursed, before swallowing my chubby.

He let it grow in his throat before he started a wicked rhythm. "That's all I want to hear, you slurping my dick," I said being petty.

He spat on my dick, really polishing my knob, but his energy was off and it was pissing me off. I was losing my erection. Even though Gore was loving it.

"Stop... No stop." I said, and he looked up at me. "What?!" He hissed, "Why are you complicating things. Can't we just keep doing what we've been doing?" I asked.
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POV
Adam

It was clear, I was just his personal slut, his fuck toy. "Can't we just keep doing what we've been doing?" He asked. I was certain I was in love with him, but I wasn't who he wanted.

I was a convenience, and what would happen to my poor heart when he no longer needed something convenient.

"Can we please have sex?" He pleaded, giving me puppy dog eyes. "Yeah sure," I said, throwing him a fake smile. He smiled like a dope, edging his way deeper into my heart.

He pulled me full against him and looked deep into my eyes. The way he looked at me like I mattered, it was hard to believe I didn't.

"That's it little one." He groaned as I kissed his chest, flicking my tongue across a nipple. "No... I want to be inside you... Please." He moaned as I was about to go down on him.

He kissed my lips briefly, before, lifting me in his arms. I felt strange, there I was desperately falling hopelessly in love with some guy.

He wasn't human, he didn't feel the same about me, the entire situation was fucked and still.

My body yearned for him, as he kissed and tongued places I didn't know we're sensitive. In his arms, I felt his hands knead and spread my ass.

A thick finger circling my outer muscle, the rough callous feel caused a shiver to race down my spine. "Tell me what you want." He commanded, and I pulled my face from his neck.

"You," I said, looking him square in his eyes. He said nothing, but I thought I saw something, maybe I just wanted it to be there.

I put my face back in his neck, as he slipped his tip inside of me. Without warning he pulled me down, the burn igniting my senses, bringing pleasure tears to my eyes.

"So good... So so good." A'mosh groaned. I opened my eyes as he walked around the bed and sat down on the edge of it.

I knew at that moment, I had to leave, screw his check, I didn't even want his money anymore, I wanted his affection, his attention, his everything... and I had no right to ask for it.

So I decided to settle for a final fuck, our best fuck. With determination I started to add my own rhythm to his, moving my hips. He groaned as my stroke broke his.

His back hit the sheets, and I kept riding. "Yeah baby, just like that." He moaned, squeezing my hips, leaving marks that would stay for weeks.

As pressure built in my lower stomach and balls, I dug my nails into his chest muscles, needing an anchor.

"Don't fight it, let go." A'mosh said, grabbing my weeping member and giving it a few tugs. "Oh shit!" I came, my prick was spewing all over his chest, some clinging to his upper lip.

Like a savage, he ate it and flipped our positions with a snarl. "Ass up." He commanded, and I knew Gore had taken control. He pushed my face into the pillow and lifted my hips, before filling my ass.

"Ahh fuck!" I groaned, squeezing the sheets when his Prince Albert smacked my prostate. My body shook with each strike, it was like he was punishing me for something.

But it felt amazing, my nipples were hard and stiff, and my dick was oozing. "Your hole is so creamy." Gore snarled, slapping my ass with bruising force. I moaned, squeezing my walls and ass cheeks, tightening up on his shaft.

His hands that were massaging my hips, back and shoulders, slowly wound their way around my neck, and his stroke grew ... It became stronger, just the way I liked it, the way I wanted it... The way I needed it.

He bent forward, leaning over my shoulder, pulling my neck back. "I want to mark you, so bad ... Fuck yeah." The wolf groaned, and a tremor ran through me.

"Do it... Do it Alpha!" I moaned, not caring if it hurt, I wanted something from him that would last, and a bite would do. He snarled in my ear and shoved my face back in the pillows.

He was back to punishing my body with epic pleasure, making me squeal and shout, making me wiggle and writhe.

"Stop running." A'mosh's voice growled, and I groaned, my lungs hungry for air. With each breath he hit my prostate, stealing the air from my lungs.

I shot off twice without touching myself, something A'mosh praised, "Yeah... My cock alone should be enough." He said, biting the tip of my ear roughly.

I tried to get on my hands and knees, but each time A'mosh would fuck me back into an arched pose. Facedown ass up.

I started chewing on the sheets, pulling them with my teeth. Trying to find some way to deal with the intensity of each stroke as they seem to get stronger and stronger.

A'mosh wouldn't stop hittin my spot, my spine was practically vibrating. "Say my name!" A'mosh growled, and I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out other than a haze of moans.

"Say it! ... Say it! ... Say it!" He yelled, slapping my spot with each chant. "Al... Mmm." I tried, and my failure was rewarded with a flurry of vicious slaps to each ass cheek.

"Call me Alpha dammit!" Gore demanded, picking up the speed of his hips. My head shot from side to side, I wanted to scream.

My dick was drooling, and I was laying in a puddle of wet. Still, he wasn't slowing down, and it only got worse when he laid flat against me, his hard hairy front against my back.

Fuck I could feel every muscle, and he seemed to be going deeper, I could feel him in my stomach. "A-A ... Al... Alphaaaa!" It finally poured outta me, as a third climax hit.

"That's it, Little bit, again." He commanded, and I did. "Again!" He growled. I cried Alpha, "Louder!" He yelled, "I want them all to hear." He moaned, even though the mansion was empty.

"ALPHAAAAA!" I hollered, and he somehow sped up. I stopped fighting as my body seized up, I came again. There was a time when I could take cock, but A'mosh's is insane.

And it wasn't just the dick, it was the way he caressed my body, he touched as if he owned me... And I wanted him to... Fuck I wanted him to.

When he came it was orgasmic, the way he roared in my ear. The way his teeth, no his fuckin canines grazed my ear, jaw, and throat.

"Mark you so bad..." Gore's voice growled while A'mosh was still grinding his orgasm into me...

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Laying there, neither of us could move, and neither of us said a word. He held me though, he held me while tremors and shakes coursed through my frame.

Through my mind fucked fog, I kept thinking of all the shit we'd done, the first time we fucked, the fights, the wedding, and pretending to be mates.

It all was too real, I had let myself forget... I can only depend on me.

Emotions raged in me for hours after, I didn't get a wink of sleep. By early morning, A'mosh was completely under. I got out of the bed and left him snoring.

I contemplated, believe me, I did, but in the end, I did what I had to do. I grabbed my shit, the eight thousand I had hidden, and I left.

Sneaking out wasn't hard, A'mosh had tuckered himself out. I left even though my legs were wobbly. I stole his truck, more like borrowed, I was certain he would find it... GPS.

I took a flight to Mexico and a boat ride to Puerto Vallarta. I was free. A clean break. I knew I'd have to go back to America at some point.

But I figured I needed to get out of New Orleans, just for a while.

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