Page 94 of Vampire Kings Box Set

16 THE COLLAR

“There is one last thing we need to do before bed,” Maddox purred the words against Will’s neck as they snuggled together in his bedroom. He had decided to decommission Will’s room and make his bedroom the space they shared. If Will was ever out of his sight again, it would only be for a matter of minutes, of that he was certain. He had washed his traumatized boy thoroughly and dried him nicely and now his wild little wolf felt so domestic cuddled up naked beneath the fine cotton sheets.

“What? Beat me?” Will sounded resigned to that particular fate.

“No,” Maddox smiled. “You’re missing something around your neck, boy.”

“Ivan cut that off…”

Will’s explanations were unnecessary. Maddox reached over into his drawer and pulled out a piece that suited his boy much better. He’d had it made not long after retrieving Will from prison, but the time to give it to him had never been right. Now it was. Their relationship had reached a new level of intimacy, one where they truly chose one another. Maddox wanted to celebrate that.

“Holy shit,” Will breathed as he laid eyes on his new collar for the first time.

It was blue, to match his eyes. It was a very soft leather inlaid with golden symbols that Will could not understand but looked ancient. Something like runes, but older still.

“What do these say?” Will ran his thumb over them, finding them lightly indented.

“This is the writing of my youth,” Maddox said. “It has been lost now, but I still know the meanings of the marks. This collar declares you to be mine for eternity.”

Will felt a smile rising to his lips. He was so happy to be back with Maddox, so happy to feel safe and as though the worst of himself was under control again. It was going to take a lot to pull him from Mad’s side.

“It doesn’t look like it will be hard to remove. It’s got a buckle. The last one was like, solid,” he noticed.

“The first one was to keep you under my control against your will. This collar is different. This one symbolizes your submission to my mastery. Being here is your choice now, Will.”

“I like that,” Will smiled. “I like that a lot.”

Maddox put the collar around his neck and Will bent his head to receive it. He'd not realized how much he'd missed being collared until now as the new soft, strong piece of priceless art was wrapped about his neck.

“How does it feel, boy?”

“Perfect,” Will breathed, melting as Maddox pulled him in for a deep kiss. This was the most romantic moment of Will’s life to date, and Maddox had certainly provided him with several of late.

They both wanted the same thing.

They both needed the same thing.

The kiss deepened and turned to sex.

“Turn over,” Maddox commanded, his voice rough with lust.

Will obeyed, presenting his ass. He was anticipating that moment Maddox would slide inside him and make him feel complete again with more eagerness than he could possibly express. He would have accepted a beating, but lovemaking was what he truly craved. He heard Maddox growling and purring with lust behind him, preparing his ass with the finest of lubricants, making Will’s cock stand erect with the tingling pleasure that came from having his tight hole toyed with.

“Are you ready for me, boy?”

“Yes,” Will moaned.

“Show me. Hold yourself open for me.”

Will reached back, one hand on his cheek to spread it open and allow Maddox’s thick cock easier access to his depths. But his master did not take advantage immediately. Instead, Maddox kept toying with him, running the hot, thick head of his cock along the seam of his ass, occasionally putting pressure against his hole only to slide it away again.

“Please!” Will gasped. Maddox loved to draw these things out, to tease him with anticipation until his balls were as tight as a drum and his cock strained with desperation. Behind him, Maddox’s body was naked and strong, sharp fangs playing over the side of his neck. To his master, Will was both a lover and a meal. Will couldn’t help but notice that Maddox had no qualms about consuming humans. He wondered if one day he might feel the same, but for now the concept still churned his stomach.

“I missed you terribly in your absence,” Maddox told him, pressing the head of his cock against the perfectly tight aperture of his ass. “I wondered if I would ever see your face again, hear your voice, or feel your body. I hope you know how devoted I am to you, my boy.”

Will knew because he could feel Maddox’s love. It was wrapped around him just as his master’s arm now was, Mad’s hand clasping his throat and collar with a possessive grasp. He was being held and treasured, protected and loved. More than anything, he was being forgiven.

“You’re too nice to me,” Will whimpered, pangs of guilt assailing him.