Sunshine's Savior [Brac Pack 3] (8 page)

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“Don’t know, but the guy seems to be staring at you.” Blair watched with suspicion as the guy fiddled with his MP3 player, cutting a glance at Cecil every few seconds.

“Just chill and don’t make eye contact.” Blair sat back, wishing the damn food was brought out to them already. He had a feeling he knew what the guy was, but he didn’t want to worry Cecil.

“Why’s he staring at me?” Cecil hissed out in a whisper. Both of their windows were down.

The two females came back out. “Ain’t nothing happening in there.” One of them told the Jamaican. They watched as the trio crossed back across the street, the guy getting in the Hummer and the chicks walking down the street, sashaying and waving at passing cars.

“Uh, Blair, are those hookers?”

“I think so, Cecil. Didn’t know your sleepy town had them.” Blair shifted in his seat, extremely uncomfortable. This situation was bringing back too many bad memories.

He knew Cecil knew nothing about his past, but he still felt shame sitting next to the little guy. It felt as though he had a big neon sign over his head pointing down at him blinking
whore
.

The Jamaican started the Hummer then backed up, pulling it from the drive across the street to theirs. He parked to the right of their truck, getting out. He leaned against the back of his vehicle, again watching Cecil.

Shit.
They had to get out of there. Just as the man stood straight, heading right for them, a black Navigator pulled right in front of them. The doors opened and two very pissed off looking men stepped out.
Oh, fuck.
Cecil was about to get them killed.

Dakota and Maverick approached their windows.

“Get out,” the Alpha commanded Blair.

Blair slid out as Maverick took his place. Shooting a glance at the Hummer, the guy was nowhere to be seen. Blair climbed into the passenger side of the Navigator as Dakota climbed into the driver’s seat.

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Not a word was spoken as they drove home.

Well, damn. He didn’t even get his burger and fries. Dakota silently marched him straight upstairs.

“Take your clothes off.” Dakota directed. “Everything.”

“Man,” Blair bit out under his breath as he did what he was told.

Cecil owed him big time for this. Dakota looked like he could chew nails. Wasn’t good at all. He’d take a horny wolf over a pissed off one any day, but it looked like he was getting both right now.

“Lie on your back and put your hands above your head.” As Blair did exactly that, Dakota went to his closet, coming back with two belts.
Oh, shit!
Was he about to be beaten?

Dakota secured his wrists to the bed then pulled on them to make sure they were tight. “Do they hurt?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Dakota reached down and pulled up one of Blair’s legs, his canines extended, Blair’s cock slapped his lower stomach as it came to life. Dakota grazed his calf, skating his teeth from ankle to knee, sending goose bumps racing up to his cock.

“Bite me, please.” Blair whined in a sex-induced voice.

“If my mate wants to be a felon, he takes the punishment. No biting.” Dakota nipped but didn’t break skin. Blair was going crazy, he wanted his mate to sink his teeth in.
No biting?

“Then I want a lawyer. I plead not guilty. Now bite me, dammit!”

Dakota just chuckled, continuing his nonaggressive assault. Blair tried to push his leg into Dakota’s mouth and force him to break skin, but Dakota was way ahead of him.

“Behave.”

“Where’s the fun in that? Please, mate, bite me.”

“No.”

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“Then untie me, tease. I can’t take this.”

“No.”

Blair began to struggle, pulling his arms down, trying to pull the belts free, but Dakota had secured them firmly. They weren’t budging. Dakota slapped his thigh hard, and Blair keened. It sounded so needy.

“I said behave.” Dakota crossed his arms over his chest. “You do understand what you did today put yourself and the Alpha’s mate at risk not only for kidnapping, but any other potential threat?”

“No.” Blair’s voice was all innocent.

“Ah, my mate adds another charge. Lying.” Dakota reached for the nightstand, grabbing a thin piece of twine and began to tie precise knots around Blair’s cock and balls. “Now, you will not come until I allow it.”

Dakota bit down hard into Blair’s thigh muscle, Blair screamed.

He could feel his balls swelling, and his cock was throbbing. Dakota raised his head, reached across and bit into the other thigh.

“Please, oh, please. Let me come. I’ll promise anything you want.” Blair knew he would give Dakota the moon if he would rip that damn rope off of his cock. The pain sent him to new heights, but he couldn’t find release. He would have to remember to steal another car.

Dakota sealed the wounds and kissed his way up to Blair’s ass crack then thrust Blair’s legs back and nipped his ass cheeks. Blair was still begging.

Blair watched as Dakota stripped his clothes off and grabbed two more belts. He tied them around Blair’s ankles and secured them to the headboard as well. Blair felt like a human contortionist.

He watched as Dakota grabbed something pink out of the drawer and the bottle of lube. He craned his neck to see, but with his legs pulled over his head, it was impossible. Dakota climbed off the bed, standing at his shoulder.

Dakota reached his right hand down and shoved something hard

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into Blair’s ass as he sank his teeth into Blair’s shoulder. Dakota slammed the hard object in and out of his ass as he sucked at the broken skin. Blair’s shouts bounced off the walls and rang with lust, pain and pleasure seizing his body in a tight hold.

“Do you want to come?” Dakota pulled off of the flesh he had been feasting on.

“Please,” Blair begged in a whispered croak.

Dakota pulled the object from his ass, tossing it aside. Blair looked over to see a dildo. Dakota climbed to the end of the bed and sank his cock in, placing his hands on the back of Blair’s thighs.

Dakota pounded into him at full throttle. Just when Blair thought he would lose his mind from the all consuming lust, Dakota untied the string. “Come.”

Blair erupted in a wail of screams, his hips slamming down on Dakota’s cock.

Blair was in a daze. He shuddered as the last of his seed shot into out. Dakota reached up and released the bondage. His wolf fell to his side in exhaustion. Blair was too sore to move.

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Blair walked into the kitchen to see Cecil standing by the fridge.

He grabbed the juice and walked to the cupboard. Blair watched as Cecil walked strangely to the table. He smiled

“I see your mate punished you, too.”

“It was so worth it.” Cecil chuckled. “When do we go back out?”

“I need you to promise me that you won’t go anywhere without a wolf escort.” Kota pulled Blair in his arms, kissing him on his neck and nipping his skin.

“I promise. You be careful. My dad is a one of a kind asshole.

Don’t expect him to just hand Oliver over to you. Do you have his picture I gave you?”

“Yes.” Kota kissed the tip of his nose before he pulled away. He reached into his leather and pulled out the small school photo Blair had provided. Kota felt a protectiveness grip him at the sight of the youthful smile in the picture. The boy had trust in his eyes and a charming little grin on his face. To think his father may be molesting him enraged Kota.

“I can handle anything your father tries. Behave. Love you.” Kota left to retrieve a hurting young boy.

Blair and Cecil asked Evan to take them to the coffeehouse. Blair

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needed to get his mind off of Dakota’s absence and seeing his brother again. They had tried to talk Johnny into coming with them, but the little guy hadn’t left his room since he got home from the hospital. To top it all off, Remi was MIA.

“I’m not going to have to keep both eyes on you two, am I?” Evan pulled the Navigator into the parking space in front of the café. Blair noticed Evan scanning their surroundings before even allowing the two to leave the interior of the vehicle. When he deemed it safe, Evan hit the unlock button.

“We promise to behave.” Blair crossed his heart and held up a scout’s honor hand. He didn’t want to piss off this massive wolf. The guy looked like he breathed pain. Evan was six five with a chip on his shoulder.

No, thanks.

As Evan escorted them in, Blair remembered his wallet in the backseat. He promised Evan that he would run straight to the truck and right back inside. With hesitation in his eyes, Evan nodded.

Just as Blair was closing the back door and turning to run into the café, the Jamaican appeared at the back of the Navigator.

“So, rent boy, how about coming to work for me? Name’s

Jackson. I’m the Alpha of the Eastern Pack.” He gave Blair an evil smile. Blair’s skin crawled at the thought of going anywhere near the scumbag.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Blair was backing away as Jackson stepped closer.

“I can spot a whore a mile away. I pay very well. Come on, you’re a pro. I won’t have to teach you anything.” Jackson reached out for Blair just as Evan came around the other side of the truck.

Cecil wrapped his arm around Blair’s waist as he pulled him back.

Blair was standing there stunned as the scene unfolded before him.

Why couldn’t he escape his past? Why was it following him when all he wanted was a fresh start? It seemed running four states away to a small, sleepy town wasn’t far enough. What would he have to do,

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leave the planet? The hollow feeling that he’d carried for so long began to creep back inside of him. No! He wouldn’t allow this jerk to destroy what Dakota had worked so hard toward rebuilding inside of Blair.

The mates watched as Evan wrapped his massive hand around the wolf’s neck. “If we weren’t surrounded by human witnesses right now, I would tear your fucking throat out. Get the hell out of here, Jackson. Now.” Evan released the wolf. Blair watched as Jackson adjusted his shirt, sneering at Blair before he sauntered off.

Even though Blair knew he no longer lived in that life, Jackson’s words made him feel like a dirty whore all over again. He walked into the café with his eyes on the floor, feeling worthless and degraded.

Cecil squeezed him around the waist. “Hey, Kota would kick your butt if he saw you this way. Lift your head up. Be proud. Someone’s opinion of you should only matter if you care about that person. Do you care what that Jackson guy thinks?”

“Hell, no.” Blair pulled his head up and took a deep breath.

“Thanks, Cecil.”

“That’s what I’m here for. And you should know that
no one
in our home cares about your past. Trust me.”

Kota stared up at the house that had caused his mate years of pain.

It looked like any other ranch style home on the block. But looks were deceiving. He sat there wondering how Blair looked as a young child playing in the front yard. How he learned to ride his bike or came home after school. His mate had grown up in this home.

Blair had told him of how his mother had run off with her boss.

Would his mate’s life have been different if she had stayed? Would she have protected her little boys?

She had to have known the monster she was leaving them to.

There had to have been signs. Didn’t she care? Mothers were

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supposed to protect their children from the evil that hid in closets and under beds, not gift wrap the little tikes and hand them over.

An evil part of him hoped she was getting her just desserts. He hoped she was living in a perpetual state of hell just as her sons had.

She would deserve no less than the sentence she ultimately handed her sons.

Storm slapped Kota’s shoulder. “Isn’t that the kid?”

Kota had to look at the photo in his hand again. The teenager walking up the sidewalk resembled the photo, slightly.

The one in the flesh wore black lipstick and black nail polish. His ears were pierced from the top all the way to the lobe and a metal bar pierced his bottom lip. He was wearing a black netted shirt and black baggy jeans with chains hanging everywhere. Black combat boots plodded up the walkway.

“I think that’s him.” Holy shit, what had happened to the boy Blair fondly spoke of? Who was this kid? It didn’t matter. Oliver was leaving with them today. “Let’s go.”

The three warriors exited the SUV rental. They descend upon the sidewalk like Lucifer’s soldiers. An air of predatory darkness surrounded them. All stood well over six four. Kota knocked on the front door then stood back, his hands clasped in front of him, shoulders straight back.

The door swung open. An aged man stood there gaping at them.

He had a sturdy build and arrogance about him. Kota disliked him immediately.

“Can I help you?” he asked as he closed the door slightly.

Kota pushed his way in, knocking the man aside. “Where is

Oliver?”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Get out of my house at once before I call the police.” The father tried to step in Kota’s path, but Kota was having none of that. He knocked the guy onto the sofa, growling at him. Micah headed down the hallway as Storm stood at the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

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“Call them. I want to see you explain to them how you have been molesting your son for many, many years. I have been sent by Blair to rescue his brother from your sick fucking hands.” Kota took a step toward the couch. “Deny it if you want. I will make sure Blair testifies to your years of perversion.”

“Who are you?” the father asked in frightened awe.

“Someone who
may
let you live. Your best bet is to allow us to walk out of here with Oliver and never contact them again.” Kota leaned closer, his hair falling forward in a veil of menace as he sneered. “Ever.”