Born to Please [Pleasure Vessels 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Page 6

  As Alec got halfway inside, the edge of pleasure and pain that Payne had been dancing along shifted the other way. “Stop!” he yelped, fear washing over him. “Hurts, Alec.”

  “Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” He looked like he was in a level of pain as well, but he paused, holding still to let Payne adjust. “Easy, sweet. Breathe for me. It’s probably the position. Let’s try another that might be a little easier.”

  Payne nodded. “I’m sorry.” He felt like he’d failed at something.

  “No apologies necessary, sweetheart.” Alec sounded strained, but he gave Payne a smile nonetheless. He kissed him hard as he pulled from Payne’s body.

  Payne groaned at the loss of his body as Alec pulled back and out of him.

  “Flip to your front,” Alec instructed, seizing Payne by the shoulders and kissing him gently. Maybe I can’t do this. Maybe I’m not good enough. Maybe—He licked at Payne’s lips, coaxing them open. Then Payne lost his mind again as the taste of him invaded his mouth. Everything was infinitely better when he wasn’t thinking so much. His entire body molded to Alec then. Alec took both their cocks in hand and jerked them off in unison.

  “Oh!” Payne murmured against his mouth. His balls tightened exponentially. “Gonna come.”

  Alec chuckled. “Not yet. Going to come around my cock, sweetheart.” He broke their kiss. “Flip over.”

  Payne rolled as he was told, hissing as his cock collided with the soft sheets. His heart thundered as images of them joining over and over again flashed through his mind. “Alec, please!” He twisted his hips and pressed them against Alec’s weeping length. The fear of the moment was forgotten.

  Payne squirmed, and Alec slapped his flank with a stern instruction to be still. He took the time to slick the tip of his dick with another dollop of lube before spreading Payne’s cheeks and doing the same to Payne’s hole. He pressed the tip against his virginal entrance again, and Payne moaned.

  “It’ll be easier for you to take this way first,” Alec said through gritted teeth. “Next time we’ll do face-to-face, promise.” He pressed the first bit of cock through the tight ring of muscle to enter his lover. Payne whimpered beneath him. “Easy, sweetheart. Breathe out.” His hands stilled Payne’s hips as he tried to move.

  “Hurts,” Payne protested as Alec continued to push inside. He was breathing like he had been running a marathon.

  “I know, sweetheart. You’ve got to relax. Breathe out,” Alec whispered, kissing the back of Payne’s neck and rubbing his back to release some of the tension. He had to be in absolute agony as the instinct to increase the pace, to slam into Payne without care, drove him toward orgasm.

  “I’m sorry,” Payne whispered.

  “Stop apologizing, Payne. You’re perfect.” Alec fucked himself forward just a little more. He groaned. “You’re amazing, in fact. God, Payne, you’re just so fucking tight.”

  Finally Payne relaxed a fraction of an inch and breathed out, causing Alec to slip past the tight ring and sink all the way inside Payne’s backside. He slid home with a sigh. He stayed still, allowing Payne to get used to having his body invaded so completely. Payne’s body throbbed, and new instincts he didn’t even know he had swamped him. He wanted to move, wanted to be impaled over and over again on his thick cock.

  “Alec,” Payne whispered, his head spinning.

  “What is it, baby?” Alec asked.

  “You can move now.”

  Alec barked out a short laugh before his hips jerked and he pounded himself into Payne’s depths. Payne moaned and gripped the bedspread hard, using the leverage to push back against Alec’s thrusts. It took his breath away as Alec angled his thrusts and grazed a spot within Payne which caused him to nearly howl in pleasure. Right there. Right there. Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Sex was even more incredible than he imagined it would be.

  He gasped. “God!”

  Alec chuckled and increased the power of his thrusts, deliberately angling to graze that spot over and over again. “No, sweetheart. It’s just me.”

  They continued at a rough pace, the speed and intensity of Alec’s thrusts carrying them across the bed until Payne could brace against the headboard to push back against Alec’s dick. His sac tightened as orgasm burned at the base of his spine. His cock throbbed, continuously smearing his pre-cum on the white linen under his hips.

  “Please, Alec, I’m so close,” Payne begged as he chased the orgasm that seemed to stay just outside his reach.

  His lover growled. “Touch yourself,” Alec commanded.

  Payne obeyed without question and reached beneath his body with one hand to grip his aching cockhead. His eyes rolled back into his head as overwhelming pleasure racked him. His ass clenched around Alec as his body fell over the cliff and threw him headlong into orgasm. Alec groaned and lost the rhythm of his lunges. His body pounded inside Payne, and Payne cried out at the mind-numbing pleasure. Payne spilled himself in unending streams against the bed, screaming his release as he was emptied of everything that wasn’t Alecander Kane. Alec grunted, and Payne’s release seemed to be the trigger that threw him over the edge of the abyss to join him. His body jerked and spilled into the hot recesses of Payne’s body. The feeling of Alec filling him up with his sticky release created a sense of contentment he’d never experienced before.

  “Alec,” Payne whispered reverently as Alec pulled them both down into the soft embrace of the bed, still embedded inside him. “That was amazing.” It was like everything in his life was now complete. He was finally exactly where he wanted to be. Funny that it was where the Facility sent him to begin with. Mine, the voice said with note of satisfaction in its tone. Yeah. He is.

  Chapter Four

  “Imprinting complete,” a mechanized voice sounded from Alec’s cell phone a few minutes later.

  “What the hell is that?” Alec asked, just having regained his breath. He was still draped over Payne’s body as his Vessel laid beside him. He loved the connection between them. Neither one of them were willing to give up the intimacy of their coupling.

  “Facility notes successful bonding of Vessel numbered 8189 to one Mr. Alecander Kane. Thank you for your purchase.”

  Alec groaned and rolled away, slipping from the comfort of Payne’s lithe body. He grabbed his cell phone and pressed the black screen to view the new mail message. He frowned as he read the brief letter from the Facility stating that the imprinting and therefore his purchase had been completed and that if he had any questions to contact the Facility directly.

  Payne stirred languidly. “Message?” His voice was a distracting purr of satisfaction.

  “Yes. From the Facility. Something about imprinting. No idea what it is,” Alec said with a shrug, throwing the phone back onto the nightstand and turning back to Payne. His Vessel froze at Alec’s statement. He kicked off the top comforter, which was smeared with their combined desires.

  Alec raised a brow. “Do you know something about it?”

  Payne was quiet for a moment before answering. “Imprinting is when a Vessel’s bonding is sealed by a chemical release to his Master. You can’t return me now because it creates a bond that is almost unbreakable. It’s supposed to solidify loyalty.” He paused. “I wasn’t aware that I could imprint on you without a personality alignment. That is usually what does it to create an artificial mate bond.” He seemed to draw inward at the last, turning into himself in observation.

  “What does it matter, sweetheart?” Alec asked, drawing him into the shelter of his arms. Payne came willingly, but he seemed to be a million miles away.

  “I guess it doesn’t really. I just, I’ve been feeling all these emotions for you. I like you a lot, Alec.” Payne kissed Alec’s lips softly. “I want to love you. I know it has only been a couple days, but I want to love you very badly. I want us to work like you said. I just don’t know if that’s possible. How am I supposed to know what’s me and what is my programming?”

  Alec frowned and held Payne close. “Is t
here a way to drop the programming? To make you a normal man?”

  Payne shrugged. “Not that I know of. I’ve never heard of a Vessel who didn’t suit his programming surviving.”

  Alec’s soul chilled. “What do you mean surviving? If a Vessel doesn’t suit the program, he or she is trained in an area and sold to an industry so that they can make their own living without belonging to a single man or woman.”

  Payne snorted. “Facility lies. If a Vessel made too much trouble, the doctors of the Facility would have ‘accidents’ during rehabilitation. The ones that did survive are vegetables.”

  “You’re telling me that no Vessel you know of has gotten out of the program?” Alec demanded. Fuck no. Please tell me that what he’s saying is bullshit.

  “I’m telling you that no Vessel has gotten out of the program except in a body bag,” Payne said. There was a definite bitter note in his voice. “That’s how they teach us to be grateful even if our Masters are monsters. At least the humans who buy us think we’re too expensive to kill. They make us to have heirs for millionaires or toys for rich business aristocrats. We are grateful even in misery because if we weren’t there, we’d be dead. They started the personality alignment five years ago, and it dropped the number of deaths from about thirty percent to about twelve percent.”

  “How do you know this?” Alec asked. He was horrified by the pillow talk. It was hard to believe just a moment ago he was balls-deep inside his beautiful Vessel and thinking about how lucky he was to have had such a beautiful man commissioned for him.

  “You’d be surprised how much you hear when people look right through you. I’ve been present in many rooms where Trainers have been discussing it,” Payne said. “Any of the Vessels could tell you.”

  “Payne, if what you’re saying is true, and not just a scare tactic, that practice violates international law. My father couldn’t have been aware of this. He views artificial human Vessels as the epitome of human technological advancement. I mean, hell, he had his own children by his Vessel. He thinks your kind is the closest thing to intelligent design that humans can imitate.”

  “I only know what I’ve heard and seen, Alec.” Payne shuddered and snuggled closer to Alec’s warmth. “I’m so glad it was you,” he murmured. “I’m so glad you are mine.”

  Alec softened at the achingly gentle tones of Payne’s voice. “Payne, look at me.” He needed to reassure his Vessel that he would do whatever he needed to make the situation between Payne and himself right. Payne’s eyes turned up to meet Alec’s. “You may not know whether or not your emotions are your own in regards to me, but I know where mine originate. When I went to the Facility, I thought that I was getting an expensive toy. A beautiful, intelligent toy, but still a toy. When you confronted me in that room a few days ago, I was completely thrown. You are a Vessel, yes, but you are a man, Payne. You have your own opinions and ideals and thoughts, and I like you because of them, not in spite of them. Over the past days, you’ve made me want to pull my hair out sometimes, but I’ve enjoyed your company. You are bossy and contrary and opinionated, and I love that about you.” Alec knew that Payne would have a hard time accepting his affection now, but he planned on spending the rest of their lives proving to him how in love he really was.

  “You don’t mean that. It’s our chemical compatibility,” Payne protested, looking a little unnerved by the prospect.

  “Hush,” Alec said, silencing him with a kiss. “Even if you disagree with me now, give us a chance to be happy. Forget about the Facility for now.” He’d do his own investigating tomorrow and get his people looking into Payne’s accusations. Though his father would probably know more information than he could gather.

  Payne sighed and relaxed against him, kissing him back with a lazy grace. “Fine, Alec. If you really want a chance, far be it for me to deny you that.”

  “That’s all I ask,” Alec said with a slight smile. He was gaining ground with Payne whether the Vessel knew it or not. On a more serious note, he said, “First thing next week, we’re going to go to my father’s house in New York and talking to him about what you told me. He’s the senior CEO and will be able to get to the bottom of it faster than I would.”

  A stray strand of chocolate hair fell into Payne’s face, and his emerald eyes widened with disbelief. “You’re really going to do something about what’s happening to the Vessels? We’re not even human.”

  “You are human, Payne. You’ve proven that to me. You’re just different. They tweaked your nature to a degree, but where it counts you are as human as me,” Alec said firmly. He brought Payne’s hand to his lips and kissed his palm.

  “You’re blinded by our sex,” Payne murmured.

  Alec just chuckled at him. “You are so damn stubborn.” He tipped Payne’s head back and gave him an excruciatingly slow kiss. He drew back slowly with a sigh. “Let me get a spare blanket out of the closet, and we can go to sleep. Do you want to sleep with me or in your own room?”

  Payne hesitated, clearly torn.

  “Don’t feel obligated to sleep in here, Payne. If you want to sleep in your own room, I won’t be offended.”

  Payne seemed relieved at his statement. “I think I want to sleep in my own room tonight if that’s all right. I want to think and get used to all of this.” He gestured to Alec and the rest of the house. Alec nodded.

  “That’s fine, sweetheart.”

  Alec smiled at him before rolling out of bed and padding to the closet in the bathroom. He dragged a quilted blanket that his mother had made from the top of his cream-colored closet and threw it on the bottom of the bed. Payne followed him out of bed, picking up the torn remains of his boxers with a hiss of discomfort. “You’re going to be sore in the morning.”

  “I’m already sore,” Payne complained with another wince as he took a step. “I don’t think my thighs and ass were equipped to handle our lovemaking.”

  Alec winced. “I shouldn’t have taken you so roughly. Hold on before you go. Let me put some healing salve on you. It’ll help the muscle soreness.” He’d been as gentle as he knew how, but still, Payne had been a virgin and Alec had been more than a little vigorous with him.

  * * * *

  Payne stood still as Alec disappeared into the massive bath at the far side of the room. His legs were shaking, and the muscles of his ass were protesting the hard ride. The loss of his virginity had hurt, but it had also been oh so right. This isn’t so bad. This isn’t like getting beaten by a Trainer. This soreness is delicious. Every time I move I am reminded of his possession. He warmed at his word choice. It was possession. He felt Alec in every pore of his being, and his promises of equality were still echoing in his mind like love words.

  Alec’s voice echoed from the bathroom as he found the salve he was looking for. “Found it.” The declaration brought Payne out of his thoughts, and a second later Alec exited the bathroom with a small jar in his hand.

  “Lie down on the bed and let me rub you down,” Alec commanded.

  Payne’s arousal stirred in interest. Damn, I love that gruff voice. Just that easily, he wanted him all over again. Alec’s eyes filled with knowledge as his gaze snagged on Payne’s arousal. “I can’t take you again tonight or else you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

  Payne almost told him he didn’t care. Instead he sat down on the bed and spread his legs again. “I seem to be kicking off my clothing more in the past day than I have in my entire life.”

  Alec answered him with a grin. “Yes. I can understand that. If it makes you feel any better, I’m going to have to sew my best casual slacks because I popped the button off in my haste to get to you earlier.”

  Payne laughed. “I am capable of sewing. I hate it, but I’ve been trained to do it.”

  Alec snorted. “No thank you. I don’t like the Stepford wife thing the Facility favors. I can sew my own buttons and take care of myself. Thanks.” He cleared his throat and spread Payne’s legs wider with careful hands. “This may hurt just a bit
, but it’ll fade in just a second,” Alec murmured.

  He took the dark-red jar and spooned out some salve on two fingers. The salve smelled of soft mint and lavender and was a frosted white color. Payne liked its scent. He kneaded Payne’s thighs, rubbing the ointment into the muscles. It warmed under his ministrations, and the muscles relaxed gradually. By the time he worked his way to the center of his spread thighs, Payne was panting lightly. He didn’t understand why. In all reality he should’ve never wanted to have sex again as sore as he was.

  Alec’s careful fingers traced the outline of Payne’s hole with the salve, inserting just the tips of two fingers inside to massage the muscle. “Try to relax, sweetheart.”

  Payne hissed, and his arousal thickened at the invasion. Alec continued to circle, not really penetrating but continuing his slow massage.

  “I can’t fuck you,” Alec warned as he rubbed the salve deeper inside the tight recesses. Payne whimpered and angled his hips for a deeper penetration. Alec chuckled at his determination. “What is it with you? You manage to get aroused frequently and still beg for more. I’ve gotten off more today than I have ever gotten off before.”

  “The benefits of being a Vessel,” Payne explained with a gasp. “My body’s been conditioned to be ready for pleasure at any time. Over and—ah—over again.”

  “Good to know,” Alec said with a growl. “I want to give you a send-off to bed, a little something to remember when you’re slipping off to dream land in a bit.” Alec finished his ministrations. It hadn’t been as painful as it was arousing. He closed his eyes and breathed as the salve worked its magic on his muscles and hole.

  Payne groaned aloud as Alec suddenly sucked the entire length of his cock into the back of his throat. He whimpered. “Never had anyone do that.” He gave another gasp as Alec’s throat contracted around his tip. “Oh God, definitely never had anyone do that!”