Training Kevin [Hard Hits 14] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) Page 7

  All the laughter ceased when he came into the room. Kevin’s eyes narrowed on his, but he quickly looked away. It was clear that Kevin knew that he had done something wrong and it displeased his Dom. That was okay. He was still learning, but he needed to know what was expected of him inside and outside the bedroom. In fact, Wyatt was going to brand Kevin as his, and he was going to do that tonight.

  “Ready?”

  “We were just discussing his training at Camp Tack this week,” TJ said.

  Wyatt nodded his head, but he wasn’t interested in Kevin’s SWAT training right now. His attention was on Kevin and on the fact that he needed to get him alone fast. The desire to take control of Kevin’s body was an overwhelming chant within his mind. He wasn’t normally so obsessed with a submissive and that frightened him. He hated how his submissive was flirting with another man.

  “We’re planning on heading out to camp this week.”

  “That sounds like a good idea.”

  As Wyatt headed out, he heard Kevin’s footsteps follow behind. “I’m walking you to your car.”

  “It’s not necessary.”

  “Yes, it is. In fact, I think you should ride with me until this matter is settled.”

  Kevin’s eyes went wide before they settle back down again.

  “Yes. I’m serious.”

  With no room for argument, Kevin couldn’t say anything without getting the wrath of his Dom. Wyatt was okay with that. He did not want Kevin disobeying any orders given professionally or personally. As they headed out for the day, they went for Wyatt’s car. Kevin got into the passenger side without argument but he was quiet. Silence spoke volumes. Wyatt hated how he put that silence into Kevin’s mind. He didn’t like to be so demanding, but he needed to protect Kevin. The only way he could do that is if Kevin trusted him completely.

  As they headed back toward his house, Wyatt realized that Kevin no longer felt safe there because he had seen Jeff. They were going to go someplace else. They needed to. Wyatt didn’t like to run, but he was. He was going to protect his submissive.

  “Where are we going?”

  “Out for a little while. I’ll keep you safe. We’re not going to run anymore.”

  It was all Wyatt needed to say. He could see Kevin visibly relax in the passenger seat. He was going to take care of his submissive and protect him from everything tonight.

  * * * *

  Nervous energy vibrated over Kevin’s body. When he was around his Dom, he always found himself on edge and ready to be given an order.

  Kevin glanced at Wyatt’s strong profile. God, he was beautiful. He was the kind of man you saw stepping out of the pages of a magazine spread. “Where are we going?”

  “Someplace where we can unwind for a little while.”

  Kevin trusted Wyatt completely, but he was a still a little jazzed up from seeing Jeff earlier in the day. He hated how much control his ex-boyfriend still had over his life. The city lights zipped by in a blur as they drove across town to the bar where Wyatt had caught Kevin in the restroom with the other guy.

  He swallowed hard when they pulled up outside the brand new gay nightclub in Newport. It wasn’t anything like the gay bar Wyatt had caught him in. This place reminded Kevin of a private club.

  Walking in with Wyatt by his side sent a shiver of expectation racing through Kevin’s blood. He couldn’t wait to be pulled out onto that dance floor and taken into Wyatt’s arms. He wanted Wyatt to claim him in front of everyone.

  The truth of the matter was that he wanted a long-term relationship. He wanted to marry Wyatt. He was in love, and most importantly, he wanted a family. As he looked at Wyatt, he wondered if he wanted the same thing or if he was just looking to dominate Kevin in the bedroom. Wyatt caught Kevin looking at him closely. Like always, it seemed like he was trying to read Kevin’s mind.

  Most days, Kevin would have told him what was on his mind, but right now he couldn’t. The relationship was too new and things were a little too hard with Jeff. His stalker wasn’t too far from his mind every day. Right now, he was always on notice and always at the ready. As a police officer, he prided himself on being that way for others but was having a hard time reconciling the fact that he had to be that way with himself. He just wanted Jeff to go away and leave him alone.

  Wyatt slipped his hand possessively over Kevin’s and led him out onto the dance floor, pulling him in close. The music was loud with a lot of bass, but Wyatt was smooth. He purposely held back when Kevin wanted him closer. After several agonizing minutes, Wyatt finally pulled him in close, wrapping his arms tightly around Kevin. Kevin’s cock was already filled with heat and ready to be taken. He hated how needy he suddenly felt for a man he barely knew. He angled his head toward Wyatt’s neck and inhaled deeply, smelling the scent of his aftershave and his skin. The man was delicious.

  Before he could stop himself, Kevin planted several kisses on Wyatt’s neck, flicking his tongue out to taste his skin. A low grumble vibrated deep from within Wyatt just as his hands tightened down on Kevin’s back. Every muscle within Kevin’s body flexed hard as he felt a shot of pre-cum ejaculate from his cockhead. He moaned low and hard, sending vibrations over his parted lips and onto his Dom’s skin.

  Wyatt dropped his mouth to his ear. “Careful now.”

  Kevin knew he was crossing the line, but he wanted to. He wanted his Dom to take control of him, and he knew he was being a bratty submissive. He rubbed his hips against his Dom’s cock, purposely trying to tease him into doing something more. Wyatt’s hands moved down over his ass, giving it a possessive squeeze.

  “I told you careful now.”

  Kevin purposely nuzzled his lips against Wyatt’s throat. He wanted to be rubbing something else. “Please.”

  Wyatt cursed beneath his breath. “I didn’t want to do this here, but it’s clear you need to be shown some discipline.”

  With that, Wyatt led him off the dance floor, heading for the darkened hallway that connected to private rooms. A bouncer stopped them from going down the hallway. After a brief conversation, Wyatt was let through with Kevin. Wyatt had paid for a private room. He shut the door and locked it.

  The room was no bigger than five feet by eight. It was a tiny closet, but big enough to do something private. Before he was given the order, Kevin got down on his knees, silently begging his Dom to let him suck his cock.

  “You are a horny sub.”

  With that, Wyatt released his prick from his jeans. His cock sprung out, striking Kevin in the face. Kevin opened his hungry lips and his tongue snaked out, licking his cock from tip to balls. He moaned as Wyatt pushed his cock deep within his mouth. He loved the taste of Wyatt’s pre-cum skipping across his tongue.

  A moan of pleasure echoed deep from within Kevin’s mouth before he stopped it from happening. He wanted to make his Dom come. He wanted to taste the salty sweetness of Wyatt’s jizz flowing over his tongue. He wanted to please Wyatt in every way possible. Just when he thought Wyatt was going to come, he pulled Kevin up to his shaky feet, bending him across the spanking bench that was in the middle of the room.

  He muscled Kevin’s pants down and spanked him hard. The tip of Kevin’s cockhead smacked against his flexed abdomen as Wyatt spanked him over and over again. He bit his lip. The need to come was an overpowering chant within his mind. He looked back over his shoulder, watching as his Dom took control. He was so close.

  Their eyes locked and something snapped within Wyatt. From his pocket, Wyatt pulled a bottle of lube and wet his cock. The tips of his fingers smoothed over Kevin’s rim, ruining him for all other men. Two of his fingers pushed inside, wetting his ass. Kevin moaned, loving the feel of Wyatt’s long, strong fingers pressing against his prostate. He was so fucking close.

  A shot of cum snuck out of his cock before Kevin could stop it from happening. Every muscle in his body was shaking from the need to release. Wyatt tipped his cockhead up against Kevin’s rim, slowly pushing it inside. Kevin could feel the big head move past his
rim and deep within his ass. It felt so good to be taken.

  A strangled cry of pleasure rose from deep within Wyatt as he pushed his cock deep inside Kevin. Everything around them faded away, leaving only Kevin being taken by his Dom. The feel of Wyatt’s balls striking against his was too much for him to take.

  “I’m close.”

  He wanted to feel his Master’s spunk shooting within his ass. He bit his lip, trying to keep his spunk from shooting across the room.

  “You have permission to come.”

  “Oh, God!”

  Kevin came hard, shooting his spunk from his cockhead. Six long lines hit the wall in front of him. It was a long time before he stopped coming, and when he finally did, he collapsed within his Dom’s arms.

  Ever so slowly, his Dom pulled his cock from his ass and spun him around, kissing him possessively. When Kevin finally opened his eyes, he saw Wyatt watching him closely. For the first time in a really long time, Kevin felt like he could fall in love.

  Chapter Seven

  As he held Kevin, Wyatt had a deep sense of foreboding. It wasn’t often that he felt this way, but when he had a gut feeling about something, he took heed of the warning. He probably shouldn’t have taken Kevin out to his favorite club, but he wanted to take Kevin someplace special to get his mind off things. Now he felt vulnerable and unsure of his decision to do so.

  Wyatt helped Kevin stand back up, purposely taking his time to make sure Kevin was okay with what had happened between them. It was clear that he was. They didn’t need a lot of spoken words to tell him what Kevin was feeling deep inside.

  He could see that Kevin was falling hard for him, but was Wyatt ready for all that? Right then, he wasn’t so sure. He wasn’t a man who thought about the long-term with any submissive, but Kevin was different. This entire fucking situation was unlike anything he experienced before. As they headed back into the club, Wyatt decided that they needed to go.

  “We’re leaving?”

  Kevin frowned, but Wyatt didn’t want to have this conversation with his sub right here, right now. They had to get out of there. He felt as though they were being watched, but he couldn’t find the source. He took Kevin’s hand in his and led him out to the parking lot and went straight for his car. He put Kevin safely inside, came around the other side, and got inside.

  He still had Sgt. Vance watching Jeff, but it wasn’t enough. He checked his phone for text messages and saw that he had a few. Jeff was working overtime at the hospital, and he’d left an hour ago, but Vance had lost him. That wasn’t like Vance, but still, Wyatt couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being watched. He drove out into traffic, heading home. Twenty minutes later, he was pulling up into his driveway. He stared at the house for several moments before shutting the car off. He went inside and disengaged the alarm before reactivating it.

  Kevin looked at him closely. “What’s going on?”

  “I have Sgt. Vance watching Jeff.”

  Annoyance went through Kevin’s eyes as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He paced into the living room, bracing his hands on the back of the couch that faced the fireplace.

  “This isn’t ever going to end.”

  “It will. I’m going to take care of all of this for you.”

  Wyatt wanted Kevin to trust him completely. That was all that he could ask for.

  He came in close, kissing his sub possessively, loving the feel of Kevin’s tongue submitting to him. Wyatt moved his hands down over his sub’s ass, giving it a squeeze and pressing his hard body up against Kevin’s cock. He was so ready to take his sub again. He was going to tie Kevin up in the swing and show him how good they could be together.

  After a long kiss, Wyatt stepped back. “Undress for me.”

  There was no hesitation within Kevin’s eyes as he started to undress. Wyatt loved the way he gently set his boots aside and slowly took off his jeans and T-shirt. He slowly eased his boxers down, revealing his hard prick. He was just as ready as Wyatt was to go again.

  “Get on your hands and knees.” Kevin didn’t hesitate as he got down on his hands and knees. “Stay.”

  Wyatt went to his playroom and got a set of chains, collar, and butt plug. He came back, seeing Kevin waiting for him. Wyatt slipped the thin, gold chain around Kevin’s hips, between his legs, and around his cock. He connected the chain to the wet butt plug and inserted it deeply into Kevin’s ass. When he was satisfied with his work, Wyatt moved the collar around his submissive’s neck and hooked the chain from his collar to the butt plug in his ass.

  A moan of pleasure echoed from Kevin as Wyatt checked the tension on the links. He took a leash and locked it to the collar as he stood up. He gave Kevin a little tug to follow him. Kevin crawled on all fours behind him like a good submissive up into his playroom. When they were inside his playroom, Wyatt unsnapped the leash from the collar. He was very aware of Kevin’s hungry eyes following him across the room.

  Wyatt undressed and got the swing ready. “Stand up and come here.”

  Kevin obeyed without hesitation. Wyatt had him get into the swing facing forward with his body hanging above the floor. He tied up Kevin’s arms and legs with rope. When he was finished, Wyatt checked Kevin’s circulation, making sure he was not uncomfortable.

  Wyatt went to his drawer in the closet and got a flogger. He came back flipping the flogger around his hands before smoothing it over Kevin’s ass cheeks. He gave Kevin several hard hits, loving the way his cock and balls bounced up and down as Wyatt struck him. A moan of pleasure echoed within the room.

  Wyatt couldn’t help but look down at Kevin’s rim. It was still red and ready to be taken. Before he could stop himself, Wyatt threw the flogger aside and reached for the bottle of lube. He flipped open the cap on the lube and slipped some down over his cock, wetting his throbbing dick. He stood behind Kevin and tipped his cockhead up against his rim, and ever so slowly, he pushed his way inside.

  When he was buried deep, he held on tightly to the rope, wrapping his hands around the rope and using it as reins to fuck Kevin hard. The feel of his submissive ramming back against his cock was too much. Wyatt bucked his hips while loving the feel of his sub bounce. He looked down at his submissive arching his ass out against Wyatt as he was taken. He was loving this rough ride, and he wasn’t about to stop it anytime soon.

  Kevin’s soft whimpers echoed within the room. “Please…please. I need to come!”

  “Fucking come for me!”

  Kevin cried out as his cock jerked hard. Wyatt reached around, milking Kevin’s throbbing prick with his fist. Kevin’s entire body shook violently as he came hard, sending his spunk flying over the hardwood floor. White hash marks lined the floor by the time he was finished orgasming. Like a Dom winning a trophy, Wyatt didn’t want to wash his floor anytime soon.

  He wanted to hold back, but he knew he couldn’t. Wyatt cried out, coming hard and sending his jizz flying deep within his lover.

  After a long time, he released Kevin from the restraints, taking him to the shower. He turned the shower on hot and they both got inside. He was surprised when Kevin reached for the bar of soap and started cleaning him. He wanted to be the one taking care of Kevin, but his submissive was the one who was taking care of him. Their eyes locked. He wouldn’t be able to live without Kevin. The realization hit him so hard that it left him breathless.

  * * * *

  The next morning, Kevin left the house early for work. Wyatt wasn’t too far behind either, but they made sure to arrive separately. Kevin had a plan that he needed to discuss with Chief Rask. He needed this plan to be kept from Wyatt. He hated keeping secrets from his Dom, but he knew if this thing was going to work, he had to make sure Wyatt wasn’t involved with it. He hated himself for keeping this secret, but he knew it was the only way to get Jeff out of his life for good.

  He knocked on his chief’s door. “Got a minute?”

  “Sure. What’s going on?”

  Kevin shut the door behind him. “I need a
favor. I want to fake my death to draw out Jeff.”

  “Do you know what you’re asking me?”

  “Yes, sir. I do. I’m hoping you won’t tell Wyatt, either.”

  Chief Rask narrowed his eyes on him. “There are so many things that could go wrong with this.”

  “I’m very aware of that, sir, but I think it’s the only way to get my stalker away from me.”

  “Faking your death. Shit. But what happens when he finds out you’re still alive?”

  “Sir, I think it’s the only way for us to catch him in a crime.”

  “And what crime is that?”

  “I think it’s going to drive him over the edge to find out I’m dead. It will be the only way to get him to do something stupid.”

  “And why do you want to keep this from Wyatt?”

  “I have my reasons.”

  Chief Rask looked as though he was going to fight him on this issue and that was the last thing Kevin wanted.

  “I don’t like this at all.”

  “I knew you wouldn’t, and that was why I wanted to talk to you about it. I need to do something.”

  This was crazy. That was the look that the chief was giving him. Yes, Kevin knew it was out there, but it was the only chance to take to get away from Jeff. He didn’t know why, but he just knew if he faked his death, something would give and snap within Jeff.

  “And when were you planning to do all this?”

  “I figured I have my training with SWAT at Camp Tack this week. Why don’t we make a big deal of it and have me get into a little accident there?”

  “Okay, but then TJ and some of the guys have to know.”

  “Fine. I need everybody to think that I’m gone for a few days.”

  Chief Rask shook his head. He really didn’t like this. Could he blame the man? He really couldn’t. This was fucking with everyone’s emotions and it was going to be hell when everyone found out that Kevin wasn’t dead.