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Call of the wild: Tame and tamer	By : fusedtwilight Category: Anita Blake > General Views: 1556 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Call of the wild: Tame and Tamer
Chapter 2
Drake

Fusedtwilight: Here is the new chapter. Flirt comes out on Tuesday, can’t wait!

I was driving back to the circus of the damned. It was a circus that had rides and candy, but also had vampire clowns, Lamias, and all kind of creepy crawly things. Believe it or not family’s loved going there, it was also the secret sleeping ground for the vampires of St. Louise...and I live there.

I'm sixteen and I’m already driving like a pro, my license says I’m 21 but my family had been teaching me to drive (Among other less then legal things) for years. I had just finished another session with Gwen about all my woes. Drake would be waiting for me when I got to the circus; we hadn't had any private time for weeks so he felt it was time.
I arrived and went to the back door of the circus, I knocked three times and it opened. Grahm was working the door tonight, he was a wolf and a horn dog (No pun intended) I always noticed he smelled like sex and different women. I guess I had my new senses to blame for that.

"Dave." he nodded and I nodded back.

I walked past him and proceeded to go down the stares when he called out. "So tomorrow is the big night huh?" he asked me politely but his eyes were full of caution. Many shifters were fearful of me or rather my power. Few weeks ago my power went berserk during a testing of my power, it leeched power from Jean-Claude and his triumvirate and through them anyone metaphysically tied to them. If it wasn't for the fact it had been an accident and the three of them weren't paranoid I would be dead. Just because they had overlooked the incident that doesn't mean all the other shifters and vamps did. My little drain had caused many shifters in the furry closet to be revealed for what they were and jobs had been lost, so naturally there were a few grudges out there.

"Yes I’m looking forward to it." I said smiling politely.

"Try not to suck the place dry.” he said seriously.

"I'll try to restrain myself." I said sarcastically dropping the smile and walking away.

I had to endure this a lot. The looks of slight fear and distrust, my new hearing allowed me to hear conversations that I shouldn't so I knew what some said when they thought I was out of hearing range.

"Little freak trying to be all nice and shit, probably going to try and suck every one of us dry and feed it to his master."

"What did you say?" I shouted at Grahm turning around to face him.

"I didn't say anything." he said trying to act innocent.

"Don't lie Grahm I heard you, and for your info William isn't my master!" I snarled and continued on my way.

I was so pissed off I didn't watch were I was going and rammed into someone "Sorry." I quickly apologized.

I had run into Asher Jean-Claude’s second in command. Asher was beautiful; even if you were 100% straight you had to admire him, well his good side at least. The left side of his body was like the body of an angel, his hair which was like golden silk covered his right side so you could only see his husky blue eye. His right side was a scared ruin; years ago some priest thought they could exorcise the evil out of him so they poured holy water on his body. He was scared for life because of it, and unless you had a thing for scars (Like me) he was just as beautiful as he was before his incident.

He seemed a little miffed at my half-assed apology so I decided to apologize better "Sorry Asher I should have looked were I was going." I apologized more honestly.

"Oui, what has you in such a bind?" he asked.

I wanted to tell him it was Grahm so his furry little ass would get chewed out, but I was sixteen and didn't want to act like a kid so I made something up "Oh you know life." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Yes I can understand that" he smiled darkly moving his hair to the side to expose his scars a little. He knew I had an admiration for him, and even though I was sixteen that didn’t stop him from flirting.

"So what’s up with you?" I asked, I hated how he could do that, make me feel all awkward.

"I was on my way to see you actually." he said smiling, "But you found me first."

"What’s wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, I was wondering you are sixteen yes?" he asked.

"Yeah, I turn seventeen in a week." then it hit me. I was going to turn seventeen in a week. I had forgotten my own birthday.

I wasn't expecting a party, when I still lived with my old pack I had some real awesome birthday party’s man. Being the step-son to an Ulfric can have a ton of benefits. Ever have Werewolves throw you a party? It is out of this world.

"Well don't tell Nathan I told you but he is planning a surprise party for you over at ma petites." he said.

Nathanal was a Wereleopard and stripper. He had the longest hair I had ever seen on a man, and his eyes were the color of italics. He was a nice guy; he was one of Anita's main squeezes and a member of her Triumvirate. He was also really submissive and definitely not an Alpha. I knew him and Anita were deeply in love you could see it in there eyes. I also knew that Asher fancied the young cat and had been teaching Anita how to meet his needs. Nathan was heavy into BDSM he was a pain slut as my mom would call them and Asher was teaching Anita how to meet his needs.

"That’s really nice of him." I stuttered surprised by the niceness of it "It's not necessary though I don't want to be a burden." I said. Yeah like I haven’t been enough of that lately I thought to myself.

"Nonsense you are anything but a pain." he said giving me a smile. "Hold still." he said
He reached his hand to slowly and gently grab something just below my eye; he pulled his hand back and came with an eyelash. I stared into his eye which normally when dealing with a vamp isn't wise. But my power gave me a certain level of immunity to a vampires gaze add the vampire marks I got from William and I had an even greater immunity to vampire mind tricks...and I couldn't help but look into his husky blue eye.

"Thanks." I said still staring into his eyes. I had never seen such blue eyes in a person before. Like husky eyes. His hair was a metallic gold color when the light caught it, it was breathtaking. I could not imagine how anyone could ruin his face. It was a crime against god to even bruise his perfect skin.

"Sweet sixteen." he said "I remember my youth." he said remembering the days of old "Seventeen was better though." he let out a chuckle "I just thought I should warn you, Nathan plans to go all out and I fear Jason is helping."

Jason? Uh oh knowing that little trouble maker he was planning something embarrassing, he would probably be hiding in my birthday cake and pop out to give me an embarrassing lap dance "Thanks for the warning." I said.

"Please don't let Nathan know I told you he would be upset." Asher said "Have a nice day." he said and walked away.

"Later." I said.

"Such a handsome boy, he will be a most handsome man when he reaches age. He really looks twenty one; maybe I will attend this party as well." I heard him say.

I shook my head I heard him say that but I didn't hear him say that. Okay even for me this is weird. First I would over hear someone say something but they would always deny they said it. But sometimes I swore I didn’t see their lips move.

I quickly went to my room, opening the door and walking in and shutting it. Drake was waiting for me on the bed, he was looking at my photo album I had of my old life. He enjoyed seeing me in my younger days even though a few select photos embarrassed me a little. He looked up from the photo and smiled a little when he saw me. He was 5 ft 8, he was very pale like a vampire, and he had pitch black hair and dark eyes. He was very slim but well muscled as usual he wore black and had his usual air of recluse and isolation about him. He was the ultimate dark fantasy, the ultimate brooding bad boy, and he was all mine yippee!

Well almost, he had a harem of three women Victoria, Michelle, and Jen. His newest addition was me his first ever boy for his harem, in order to protect me he had to place me in his harem which I didn't know at the time. It was the only way for outsiders to be given the protection of his clan. Drake as it turns out is the prince of the local bat group the Relic clan. Being the Prince he was allowed to have as many lovers as he wanted and to be in his harem was a very coveted position.

We hadn't had sex, we had made out heavily and I had used my powers to make him and the girls’ orgasm. I even watched as he made love to one or more of the girls, so I can't say we’re boyfriends. I wasn't planning on losing my virginity anytime soon till I was married, I may have been raised by wolves but I was still raised christen. I needed to have some morals.

"Hey Drake," I said walking over and kissing him on the lips. He grabbed me around the waist and rolled me so I was on the bed and he was on top of me "What?" I began but he shushed me with a finger on my lips.

"I have been wanting to do this for days." he said his low voice was deeper then usual.
He took my shirt off and began to lick and kiss my chest

"Drake," I moaned.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked slowly getting back up.

I grabbed his head and put his face back to my belly "Don't you dare." I said huskily and he grinned.

He continued to slowly lick my stomach and I closed my eyes in pleasure. Then I felt a sharp pain and yelped, he pulled his face back and I saw two neat little lines next to my belly button, blood was slowly oozing from the little cuts. I looked at Drake and saw his incisors had grown and his lips had some blood smeared on them, "Sorry." he apologized "Lost myself there, we better clean the wound." he said grabbing my hand and lifting me back on my feet "Let's take this into the bathroom yes?" he said.

I had assumed Drake was going to get out a med kit and put a bandage, but to my delight he decided it needed a more tender care. A few minutes later and we were naked in the bathtub. I sat in his lap resting my head on his chest; his fingers were gently rubbing the small cuts on my tummy. It was nice.

All the stress of the day, all the worry’s of the last couple of weeks were slowly being forgotten in that tub, it was like with each caress of his fingers my whole body felt more loose, more relaxed. We had that effect on each other; we became more calm and comfortable with each other.

"Hey Drake?" I asked.

"Hmm?" he whispered.

"Are we...a couple?" I asked.

"I guess why?"

"Well I didn't know I mean we hang out but we don't have sex. Your childhood friends with the girls and you have sex with them. I guess I’m a little confused." I said uncertainly.
He sat up a little and I got up to face him, I had a feeling we were about to have our first fight.

"Yes I have sex with them, and you too."

"But we don't."
"You make me orgasm with your power, it's not intercourse but it's sex.” he said.

"Ok but I was just wondering God how do I say this...what am I to you?"

"You are my lover, my harem boy." he said his face was scowling, like I was babbling nonsense.

"Ok let’s forget all this metaphysical stuff, no bats, no harem, no powers. Just two guys you and me, what is it about me that attracts you?" I asked. This had been a problem for me for a while since I learned that Drake had been intimate with my cousin Phillip before he died. From what I had learned it had been pretty serious, but Phillip was now dead and since I bore a resemblance to him I had been worried Drake was using me as a replacement. Stupid I know but I need to know where he and I stand.

"You still doubt me?" he asked and I could feel the beginnings of anger in his voice. He was a prince and they where known for being short tempered when things don’t go their way.

"Yes...NO!" I quickly said "Look I don't, damn it this isn't how I wanted our night to go." I said rubbing my head.

He stood up and I got a good view of all the water running down his slim body and a certain part of him, but he wasn't in the mood to play, "I see I am not trust worthy enough, I shall take my leave."

He turned to leave but I quickly grabbed his hand "No Drake please I’m sorry it's just...I’m confused." I pleaded.

"I thought the therapy with the she-wolf was supposed to help him with his issues." Drake said.

I realized something was amiss but it had to wait, "I'm sorry Drake I really am." I pulled on his hand to get him to sit back down, evenly he did and I continued "I like you Drake."
"Just like." he said quietly.

"You’re the closet thing I’ve had to a boyfriend, but I’m not sure if we are boyfriends or lovers or what. I was raised by wolves so the concept of casual sex isn't lost on me, but I don't do casual sex. I enjoy the time you, me, and the girls spend together in the bed and out but I feel a stronger pull to you then them. I was raised to believe that two's a company, I just want to know this isn't just some little fling that’s all." I finished.

We sat there in an icy silence for a while. "This is to be expect, he is an outsider so our ways are not his ways." Drake said.

I looked up at him so I may have missed him talking, if he did talk "You have to understand Dave I'm a bat, you know how isolated we where. We kept in touch with the outside world and we brought in new blood so the bloodlines wouldn't get to pure." he said quietly. "In my world its common for a man or woman to have multiple lovers, some choose a more select lifestyle then others."

"So if Jen decided she wanted a monogamous relationship she would just say so and hook up with whoever she wants?" I asked.

"We both know that’s exactly what she wants, but she is content to share me with our childhood friends, but yes she would still be a member of my harem but she need not have sex with me. My culture has no marriage or any kind of life binding ceremony; it is up to the coupling ones to decide whether or not they will sleep with more."

"Ok" I said nodding my head, "I guess what I’m trying to ask is...if I didn't have a power, if I didn't resemble him would you still love me?" I asked.

His face hardened at the word him, we both knew who him was "Phillip it's always about Phillip. Why can't he just let it go I’m tired of him bringing it up!"

"Well excuse me!" I shouted at him standing up while he sat down and watched shocked while I had my little hissy fit "I'm just trying to get over the fact that you had a major crush on my cousin who looks a lot like me, I’m just trying to figure out if this relationship we have or whatever you want to call it is long term or just some nice little fuck seasons!" I screamed.

His mouth fell open I practically never use the F-bomb "I got all this stress about being Williams servant, having to deal with another take over from The Dragon, having to deal with all the Alpha's wanting to get closer to me so they can make themselves stronger, and the fact I’m supposed to be in hiding from my old pack which I’m doing a crap job at. So yeah I’m feeling a little pissed about whether or not I’m just your little sex toy you ignorant prick!" I shouted at him.

As quick as a flash he stood up and grabbed me by the shoulders. His fingers dug into my flesh and I let out a whimper of pain, his power was burning me like a swarm of angry ants. "Don't you ever speak to me like that again." he hissed his eye's flashing dangerously, "I told you once and I'll tell you again I loved him..." he said his voice cracking a little "I admit I was first attracted to you because of your striking resemblance, but the more I learned about you the more I wanted to be with you, I love how innocent you are, how powerful you resolve is, I love how you take such responsibility for every action you take, how hard a worker you are." he said not gripping my shoulders as tightly now. "I think I am growing to love you, and for me that’s such a hard thing to do. But I do think I would prefer that this relationship stay long term, I would enjoy holding you in my arms for the rest of our lives." he said licking the blood from the little half moon marks on my shoulders were his fingers had dug into my shoulders.

"That's a good answer." I said enjoying the feeling of his tongue on my shoulders.

"Is it weird he turned me on by shouting at me?" he thought.

I froze while he licked my shoulders of blood. How could he speak if his tongue was licking me? I felt something poke my stomach, and sure enough he was very happy right now.

"What’s wrong?" he asked seeing me so stiff.

"Nothing," I lied kissing him on the lips "I'm just glad you’re so forgiving."

"Who said anything about forgiving?" he said closing his eyes.

"What?"

"I am your prince and you have caused me emotional distress." he said looking serious.

"You’re going to have to be punished."

"What?!"

"How ever this is not a good place for punishment." he said looking around the bathroom

"I think the bed would be far better." he said looking at me with a cold indifferent face but his eyes where full of lust.

"Ok." I said.
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A few hours later and we were in bed. We had sex but not intercourse, which was fine Drake, had magic fingers. We were both covered in sweat and I was resting my head on his chest while his fingers played with my hair.

"You should grow your hair out more." he said playing with my hair, "It feels so nice."
"Plus it would be good for rough sex".

Alright what the hell is going on? It's weird but for a while now stuff like this would happen, I would have sworn I heard someone say something but they would deny it.
"Drake who says you will be using my hair for rough sex?" I asked.

His face which had been relaxed and peaceful grew alert and surprised "How did?" he began.

"Damn it I knew something was wrong." I said sitting up.

What’s wrong?" he asked grabbing my arm.

"For a while now, after the incident I here things that people say, but they don't speak it. I thought they where muttering under their breath or something and my new hearing picked it up, but now I’m wondering" I said trailing off.

“Is this a because of you carrying two strains?” He asked.

“How did you know?” I asked surprised.

He tapped his temple with his finger. I had forgotten Drake had a rare ability to gain memories from anyone whose blood he drank.

"Yes well when I got my check up today Lillian found two strains of Lycanthropy in me Bat and Wolf." I said.

"I thought the wolf was supposed to cancel out the bat?" he asked knowing were I got bat from.

"Yeah but I also drank from Jeremy when he was injured. She has no explanation; it could be my powers have a weird effect on the virus. I have been stronger, faster...and more stamina." I said.

"Does the necromancer know yet?" he asked. He always refereed to Anita as either Animator or necromancer.

"No but I’m going to tell her next time I see her." I said.

We sat there for a few seconds when Drake had the idea to try a little experiment "Try and read my mind." he said letting go of my hand.

I closed my eyes and tried to focus on him but I got nothing.

"Try now." he said grabbing my hand.

I felt something; I felt what he was feeling. He was anxious and worried I told him what I felt “Can you hear anything?”

“No, and I can sense emotions of animals and shifters remember,” I said. My power made me similar to a psychic who could communicate with animals. When I was young Tom my step dad brought in some animal psychics to help train me. They taught me how to listen to nature, how to understand what the animals wanted to feel their emotions and to refine my control over them.

"Maybe it only happens when you’re relaxed?" he offered.

"I wasn't trying then; maybe I need to be ignorant of it for it to work?"

"I don't know I can only read your memories through your blood.” Drake said trying to think of an explanation "Perhaps you should ask William?"

"William!" I snarled the name "That bastard this is his doing." I accused.

William was the master of Pittsburgh. He was 2900 years old and had a unique ability that was part telepathy part Psychometric. He had given me two of the four marks; he had been trying to convince me to take the final two marks. I told him I’d rather be dead then tied to him for all eternity and I had meant it.

"Ask him yourself he may know." Drake suggested.

Normally a vampire and his servant could only communicate mind to mind with the third mark, I only had two. But his power made it too easy for him to invade my mind.

"No, let’s sleep. I'll talk to him then." I said laying back down.

"You should do it now." Drake chastised looking down on me.

"Drake please, I’m tired and I just want to be held by you. Let’s save all the meta-bull for tomorrow." I said grabbing his hand and slowly pulling him down.

"All right." he said kissing my neck, "But tomorrow we will discuss this." he said.

"Alright," I mumbled.

We sat there just holding each other. I could sense his emotions all tender, before sleep took me I heard his thought "I love you.”

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