Discovered: Black Creek Pack, #2

By Sakura Skye

“I am sorry,” Leon muttered.
“I don’t want you to be sorry. I want you to trust me to have your back!”
Leon bristled at the tone of Ryder’s voice but choked down his need for dominance in order to hear him out. 
“Not once have you ever trusted me to protect you. Not when we were kids and not now. You let me take care of all of the day to day things that you can hire anybody to do, but the things that really matter? The things that might cost you, me, us? You don’t even bother to share until AFTER they are done,” Ryder accused.

When a string of disappearances and disturbances on pack land come to Leon Techer's attention his investigation leads back to Aidan Reems, the Alpha. Leon must do something to protect his people. But it's a dangerous game he is playing, and he could lose more than just his life if he loses. In order to be the leader he was born to be he must trust Ryder with everything that has ever mattered to him. Can their love withstand the test of loyalty, when the enemy is Ryder's father?

Discovered is the second M/M shifter romance in the Black Creek Pack series. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sakura Skye
• Release date: Dec 31, 2015
• ISBN: 9781524253806

Sakura Skye

Sakura Skye is a cat lover, mother, and freelance writer. Her love of romantic fiction began in her early teens and carried her through a turbulent and lonely adolescence. As an adult, she loves to share her secret steamy thoughts with her readers in her spare time. 

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Prologue

Aidan leaned back in his chair, looking down his nose at his visitors. He looked at his watch and noted the time. As the clock inched its way closer to midnight, he became increasingly antsy. These Progress Report meetings were becoming more frequent and more invasive.

Gentlemen, I think we have both proven that our current arrangement is working well. I have to get home to my wife, and I am sure you need to get back to something more productive as well. Why don’t we adjourn until next time?

Aidan’s guest turned his steel gray eyes on the older man and sneered.

Are you trying to get rid of us, Aidan?

Why, yes, Marcus. I am trying to give you and your ‘team’ a hint. We used to have these meetings every month, and every month you got your end of the deal and I got mine. Now we are having them every other week, and you are still getting what you deserve and I am getting mine. If I wanted to screw you over, I would have done it years ago, Aidan ground out between clenched teeth.

Marcus laughed. He wasn’t like his dad, despite being the spitting image of him.  He preferred it when clients got right to the point. It saved a lot of time.

Mr. Reems, I own your time, so I am not asking for anything that isn’t mine to take. We cleaned up your messes over and over again, throughout the years, and in return, you clean our money. That’s how this works. But now it is my money. And when it comes to my money, if I want to check on it monthly, weekly, or twice a day, that's my prerogative. You just have to sit there and wait until I am done, said the heavyset man. His smug smile set Aidan’s teeth on edge, and his inner wolf raged.

Aidan held his temper in check, ignoring the urge to sink his teeth into the cocky bastard’s throat. Twisting his lips up into a sinister grin, he shook his head and gave a mirthless laugh.

I think you have misunderstood something here, Marcus. You don’t own shit. The only reason you are allowed into my office is out of respect for your father, Aidan said, sounding more like he was chastising a naughty child than threatening a known gangster and drug lord.

No, you don’t understand, MISTER REEMS! I am not my father; I will not be...

The sound of the bullets lodging themselves into Marcus’ body was the only warning his men had before all hell broke loose. With ninja-like precision, the entire visiting party was dispatched by unseen gunmen. Aidan sat back in his chair and observed the carnage before walking around to the front of his desk to stand over the dying gangster.

Silencer... Marcus whispered as if he was still unsure how he ended up injured.

You have one thing right, Marcus, you are not your father. If you were you would know the difference between a silencer and a compressor, he said, waving the gun in front of the dying man’s face.

Fuck you, Marcus spat.

You should have left well enough alone. Goodbye, Marcus, said Aidan before pulling the trigger. Aidan was growing weary of young men treating him lightly. His patience had grown short.

Head wounds always bleed the most and blood spray was troublesome to clean up. No matter how well you think you have it all cleaned up, there was always something left over. Aidan took a deep breath and surveyed the scene. As expected, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

Thank you, boys, for your help this evening. Don’t worry about anything, I will get it all cleaned up. Have a good evening, he said, using a soothing tone despite feeling anything but serene. The other end went dead without preamble, and Aidan scrolled through his contacts and made another call.

Good evening Boss, sorry to interrupt you so late at night. I need you and your team to dispose of a few things for me. Oh, and I am going to need a cleaning team for my office. Tell them to bring six bins, Aidan instructed.

The voice on the other end was groggy from sleep, and the soft lilt of a female in the background made Aidan salivate. He was a family man, but still every bit an Alpha male, and it had been ages since he had felt the comfort of soft young flesh. It seemed like the lowest creatures always had the best things in life. Nevermind, he needed her alive and healthy if he hoped to keep control of her unpredictable mate. But once Boss was no longer needed, she would be his as well. Just like being the Alpha of the Black Creek Pack, and Marcus’ business, he would take what he wanted by force, if necessary.

Chapter One

How did it go? Ryder’s voice was husky from sleep.

I woke you. I’m sorry, Leon began.

No, it’s okay. How did it go today?

It went as well as can be expected. But, I didn’t call to talk about that. You will see the reports tomorrow in the office, Leon said dismissively. He was tired of talking about business. Right now, what he wanted was to hear about home.

Three days and you are already homesick, Ryder teased.

I was homesick the moment my plane took off. It’s no fun sleeping alone, Leon said.

Aww. You are spoiled. Three home cooked meals and a warm body to sleep next to at night have made you soft, Leon Techer.

Trust me, I am anything but soft right now, Leon argued.

Really? Tell me about it?

Don’t, don’t do this to me, Leon pleaded.

No. I want you to tell me how much you miss having my warm body next to you at night, Ryder pushed.

I am not going to have phone sex with you. We aren’t kids anymore, Leon protested. His body, however, seemed to like the idea and immediately came to life.

Who said anything about phone sex? I want to know exactly how having me next to you would be useful right now, Ryder teased.

I can show you better than I can tell you. Hang up. Leon hung up without waiting for Ryder's response.

Leon stripped off his underwear and took a seat in front of the window of the suite. Only the city skyline was visible after he dimmed the light and opened his laptop. The backlit screen made his bronzed skin glow and provided just the right amount of ambient lighting to let the viewer know what he was watching. Leon opened a video chat and dialed home. Leaning back in his seat, fondling his impressive length as he waited for Prince Charming to appear on the screen.

The sight of Leon’s golden skin and rippling muscles against the Colorado sky moved Ryder, visibly. Leon’s erection waved proudly in the evening air, casting a long shadow across his abs. Ryder had always been rather proud of his body. He had a lean runner’s build that didn’t require hours in the gym to maintain. But, looking at Leon’s chiseled chest and strong arms, he felt dwarfed by Leon’s perfection.

The naked man closed his eyes and stroked his cock, slow and smooth. Ryder licked his lips subconsciously and leaned forward. After a minute, Leon suddenly opened his eyes and stared into the camera. Ryder was captivated. His body grew hot under Leon’s molten gaze. It was libidinous and constricting in the most delicious way.

No use in you being the only one to put on a show tonight, he said as he shimmied out of his pajama pants and gripped his semi-erect member. Leon’s eyes didn’t waver; he seemed caught in his fantasy.

Moan for me baby, Leon said.

Ryder did as instructed, allowing his deep moans to echo across the house as he tugged his soldier into attention. Leon’s face darkened with lust, his left hand stroking his chest as his right hand continued to stimulate his cock.

Ryder reveled in the sound of Leon’s ragged breath and the power to bring the dominant male to his knees with desire. With a seductive smile, Ryder snatched his shirt over his head, leaving him completely naked before Leon’s steamy gaze. Leaning back, he drew his knees up and let them fall open wantonly.  Ryder slowly inserted two fingers into his mouth, licking and sucking loudly while looking into the webcam. Leon cocked his head t the side as if he wasn’t sure where this was going.

Without any words exchanged between them, Ryder inserted one finger into his neglected hole. Leon’s breath caught in his throat. He watched as Ryder jerked his fat cock and stimulated himself with his finger. Leon began to match his rhythm to Ryder’s, their love making syncing perfectly despite the distance between them. Ryder quickly slipped a second finger inside himself, closing his eyes as pleasure swirled through his body creating a delicious pressure in his hips.

Ryder was never a big fan of pleasuring one’s self. He never had a hard time finding somebody to do it for him. But with Leon’s crystal blue gaze on his body, he found himself on a high he couldn’t kick. More and more, he was becoming dependent upon Leon Techer for his very happiness.

Leon watched his lover, lost in desire and reckless abandon. He loved watching Ryder cum. Recalling the sound of him whimpering, crying out in elation and then begging Leon not to leave his body still made his cock hard. He didn’t think he would ever get used to it. He was hoping he would have the opportunity to test his theory.

Ryder’s labored breathing and low moans echoed across their connection. Leon’s body responded in kind, sucked in by Ryder’s bold display. He could feel his orgasm building.

Ah, coming!

Leon let his head roll back as his abs caught his hot eruption. Ryder watched Leon climax and bit his bottom lip. Leon looked into the camera, smiling at his lover who was brazenly enjoying the sight of his naked body.

I told you I wasn’t soft, Leon said before closing the connection, not bothering to allow Ryder the chance to protest. Leon smiled to himself if he wasn’t a little mean to Ryder every once in a while he would have to spend the rest of his life deflating the man’s ego. And he meant to spend the rest of his life with Ryder, come hell or high water, wolves mate for life.

Ryder growled in protest. Leon knew he wouldn’t be able to cum like this. He was teasing him again. This type of treatment had to count as abuse! Ryder flipped over in bed and screamed into his pillow, his body still humming with need. Since sleep was not going to be an option for a few hours, Ryder decided to get up and make himself a drink. His mood was thoroughly foul when he noticed the notification light blinking on his cell phone.

Sender: Mom

I miss you. Let’s have lunch, my treat?

Ryder just stared at it. He hadn’t spoken to his mother in weeks. Although it sounded like a question, it was a command. Ryder frowned. She was obviously sneaking around his father by sending a late night text message instead of just calling him over in the morning. Or at least, that’s the image she wanted to give. With his mother nothing was ever as simple as it seemed. She was too obedient to her mate ever to do anything that truly went against his wishes.

Ryder took a deep breath and