Page 2 of Dozer

I looked around the seating area and my gaze landed on the coffee table. A stainless bowl was in the center, filled with ice, and the necks of a half-dozen beer bottles stuck out. My favorite brand, which meant he’d gone out of his way to find out what I liked. A platter of sandwiches was off to the side, barbecue on Texas toast, and the scent told me it was beef and pork mixed together, which again pointed to the fact he’d done his homework. A plate had two sandwiches on it, with a napkin to the side.

“Thank you for your hospitality,” I said, and hoped he didn’t expect me to open a vein in return.

“You’re quite welcome, and there’s no expectation of recompense so put your mind at ease. I’d like to broach a sensitive subject, and it’s my hope the food will help put you at ease.”

He pulled a beer bottle from the bowl, used an opener to pop the top, and handed it to me. I accepted it and sat. Custom dictated I eat a few bites of the sandwich, lest I give the appearance of not trusting the food. Eating when he just sat there felt odd, but vampires don’t eat food, so I tried to pretend it was normal.

“Thank you for coming. I know your VP made inquiries as to what I wanted, and I’m sorry for the secrecy, but this is personal and has nothing to do with our respective organizations.”

I took another bite rather than respond, since I had no idea what to say.

“I’m aware you and my predecessor had an issue, and I’ve been through the memories of multiple people who were present at the resolution. Out of curiosity, I’ve gone through your head from a distance, to see how you’ve dealt with it, and I find I’m more than a little curious about a few possibilities.”

He was being as tactful as possible to say he’d been through the memories of people who’d watched me get my ass raped, and that he’d gone through my memories and thoughts because he’s a nosy fucker. My first instinct was to stand and leave, but I sat to hear what else he had to say. He’d said this was personal, and I was pissed, but curious.

“You know where my powers lie, yes?” he asked.

I nodded. Marco feeds from sex. We’d had the biggest orgyeverbefore he’d fought with the vampire trying to take over our city because that was how to power this particular vampire up.

“If you’ve been in my head, you know I have zero interest in having sex with you,” I told him. “I wouldn’t mind sharing a female with you, if that’s where you’re going, but I’m not offering my ass up to you.”

“Oh, there’s no doubt — you have zero interest in bottoming to a man, but I see quick wonderings about how a male’s ass might be different than a female’s, and the idea of taking a man who might not be totally on board with it intrigues you. Not outright rape, but more than a little trepidation around the act, yes?”

He’d been in my head, so it seemed silly to lie. “I have no interest in following through and finding out how it would feel.Just because my mind has questioned how it might be doesn’t mean I actually want to do it.”

A door opened, and I scented a human male. He was nude except for a blindfold and a cock cage — the stainless kind that hides everything, so I couldn’t see his dick. He was small, not more than five and a half feet tall, and perhaps a hundred and thirty pounds. Slender with light muscle tone. Not even a tiny bit feminine, but not super-masculine, either.

An eagle shifter walked the young man in, gently let go of him, gave a slight bow to Marco, and closed the door on his way out.

Chapter 2

Dozer

“Jason, tell our guest why you deserve punishment.”

“I’m behind on a project that’ll count as half my final exam in an important class. I’m obligated to tell you of self-destructive behavior, and I’ve notified you that I got behind because I’ve spent a lot of time hanging out at a bar near campus.”

“Keep going.” Marco’s voice was both kind and firm.

“At first, feeding you filled in and helped me curb my drinking problem, but I’m starting to use it as a crutch again, Master Marco. After enough tequila shots chased by beer, I don’t care how far behind I’ve fallen.”

I heard Marco’s voice in my head, and it took a moment to realize he was telepathing to me, rather than speaking out loud.He’ll wear the chastity device until the paper is turned in and is the best he’s capable of producing, and he’ll check in with me once a week to either get a reward or a punishment, depending on the status. This week, it’s a punishment.

“I’m offering a werewolf the opportunity to belt your ass and then fuck it,” he told Jason, and then telepathed to me,It’s an offer to share him, as you suggested we might share a woman. He’ll pleasure me orally while you’re focused on his ass. Twenty-four strikes of the belt, the final three quite hard, the others moderately hard. I’ll lube his ass before you start, so you won’t have to mess with anything except unzipping and sticking yourself in after you belt him.

Again, if the vampire was in my head, he knew the idea of fucking this particular man appealed to me. Not because I was gay, but because this was a power thing and not a sex thing.

I needed to give him an answer, and a dozen possible responses went through my head — the first had to do with making sure this stayed private between us, but the fact the human male was blindfolded told me Marco understood I wouldn’t want even the young man I fucked to know who I was.

I’m disturbed you know my deepest, darkest secrets. I want to tell you to go fuck yourself, but it seems silly when you can read my mind. I accept your offer this one time. I doubt I’ll want to do it again. Ever.

“Walk forward seventeen steps, young Jason,” Marco said.

You and I will continue to telepath, Marco told me,so our young friend won’t even know the sound of your voice.

How young, exactly?I asked.

He recently turned twenty.

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