The Vampire’s Omega (The Rose Vampire Coven #12)

CHAPTER ONE

The omega stood with his back to the door and watched the two figures on the bed.

James insisted that Ben be there, and he could not refuse the pack Beta.

Ben had no rights or power among the leadership, and James was part of the leadership.

He understood the purpose; it was to break him, and in this room, he had no voice.

Ben was there to be humiliated, mocked, and diminished.

"This is Anthony," James said with a hateful laugh while gesturing to the lithe little omega lying beneath him on his bed.

The handsome omega was nude and looked pleased to be there.

He was new James had not tasted this omega, and he didn't know what was in store for him, or sadly, he thought James would treat him better than the others.

He treated them all the same, although some had it worse; those that had specific features that James liked tended to be used in a merciless fashion. If they were particularly handsome or if they had what he called a fuckable mouth or a tight ass, those omegas were ravaged on a regular basis.

Even so, they still thought they had a chance of being mated to the Beta if they could please him like none of the others.

There was status, and there was prestige in being the Beta's mate, and they would endure anything to attain that title.

Ben never wanted it, and he didn't want James, and he didn't want to be standing in that room.

“Hey Ben.” Anthony batted his eyes at him shamelessly. “James wants you to watch and learn or just watch and enjoy yourself.” He giggled hatefully. Ben chose not to respond. He kept his face emotionless and kept his eyes straight ahead.

James took Anthony’s cock in his large hand and stroked it roughly.

He wasn't hard, and James didn't care. Anthony whined and awkwardly thrust his hips, closing his eyes and tilting his head back as he tried to get into the mood.

James cast glances over at Ben, gauging his discomfort and pushing further.

He seductively ran his tongue up the length of Anthony's cock and then took it into his mouth, sucking hard on the head for several seconds. James was a greedy lover, so he quickly stopped and crawled up Anthony’s body.

He sat with a knee on either side of his head and started roughly forcing his own hard cock into Anthony’s ill prepared mouth. James was a large man, and Anthony was having considerable difficulty taking all of him, but James just kept forcing it with rapid, shallow thrusts.

"Take it all, Anthony. Are you too inexperienced to handle me?

I've had omegas that took all of me and made my body tremble.

Maybe I should throw you out and find someone else.

" James harassed him until Anthony was forcing himself to give him what he wanted.

The man was gasping and gagging, and James was laughing while he hammered inside.

"Yeah, that's better suck hard, Anthony.

I need you to suck harder, harder." He yelled.

He abruptly pulled back, gripped Anthony's hips, flipped him onto his stomach, and then delivered three sharp slaps to his ass.

Anthony was spitting and trying to catch his breath.

James delivered another slap and another, each harder than the last. The pain was evident on Anthony's face, but he did not complain; he took it while holding his breath through it all.

James drove three of his large fingers into Anthony's entrance, then he inserted a fourth, stretching the poor man to beyond endurance.

"You feel good, all hot and leaking just for me like a good little whore.

I want that ass good and red, so hot it burns me.

" He spoke next to Anthony's ear while staring over at Ben.

"You won't be able to walk straight when I'm done with you.

Ask Ben; he used to love the way I made his flesh like an inferno.

Ben loved to be taken hard, didn't you, Ben?

Ben loved to take my whole hand inside. I'd make him come so hard he'd pass out, didn't you, Ben.”

That was not a question that needed an answer; James was just performing for his partner, wanting Anthony to give him everything he wanted as if being challenged by Ben.

In reality, James and Ben had never been intimate apart from brief touches and chaste kisses.

Ben had thought he was a good man back then, but time changes people.

He got off on humiliation, and that was all there was to it.

James slapped Anthony again and then placed his large hand against the side of Anthony's head and pressed him into the mattress while positioning himself between his legs. Ben could see bruises forming on Anthony’s body.

Anthony's ass was glowing; it was so red, but he pretended to enjoy the roughness, moaning and lifting his ass to meet James' hand, but his discomfort was clear to anyone looking.

It lasted hours, with the omega remaining compliant and easy.

Anthony was exhausted, but James didn't stop; he moved the omega around and used him as he pleased.

He fucked him on the bed, he fucked him against the wall, he fucked him against the window so that anyone in the back garden could watch.

James fucked him hard and without care, forcing himself deep and hammering without regard even when the omega was clearly in distress.

Ben tried to speak up, asking James to stop, but that only made him take Anthony rougher, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him up until he was seated on James’ cock.

He slammed mercilessly into him until he came in a brutal climax, and when finished, he abruptly pulled out and tossed the omega onto the floor.

"Go clean yourself up and return to your room." He demanded harshly, and Anthony did as he was told. Ben remained by the door because he could not leave until James gave him permission. James moved to sit on the edge of the bed and stared over at Ben.

"Maybe some night soon it will be your turn, Ben. Watch and learn what I like so you may serve me adequately. The thought of it turned Ben's stomach, but he couldn't say that, so he merely nodded, and then James dismissed him.

“James wants you at the front of the house at seven.

The chauffeur will drive you, and you will meet him at the function.

" The head housekeeper, Ms. Kline, stated sharply.

“You will wear the blue suit, and you will remain on the periphery of his presence throughout the banquet.” She eyed him up and down with a derision that would shrink most people, but Ben was so small now that shrinking any further would be impossible without completely disappearing.

“He will have Caleb at his side. Do not attempt to outshine him in appearance or authority, for you have no authority.

James keeps you here out of a twisted sense of duty and nothing more.

" She gave the same speech each time, emphasizing different parts. Tonight, it was the authority and pressing home that Ben had nothing, was nothing, and would always be nothing. As long as it kept him out of James’ bed, he was okay with it.

Ms. Kline acted like she was the boss of this house, but she was grossly misinformed. She, like everyone in James' circle, was expendable; there was no loyalty, care, or welcome. No one had a home here; everyone was waiting. She would find out like so many before her had found out.

"Go, prepare yourself." She was shouting now, so Ben left the garden he was tending and headed to his room on the second floor. James was the Pack’s Beta; he hadn't fought for the position rather, the Alpha Leif Garmr had given him the title three years ago after he saved the life of Alpha Garmr's younger brother.

James had been a soldier previously and took the new title to heart immediately.

He wore the privilege and lived the life of a superior wolf, disdainful and arrogant, and he treated the omegas like his personal toys. James had talked about bonding with Ben before the gifted promotion, but his new life left him feeling too important to settle for any average omega.

They weren't mates, which was a blessing; James had just chosen him because he was easy on the eyes, and he saw promise in his ambition and talents. Now he kept him on the side of his life while parading one new omega lover after another in front of him.

James would not release him, demanding that he stay, and for what reason, Ben had no clue, but Ben was not powerful or free enough to be allowed to leave.

James, as second in command, controlled Ben.

He assumed sooner or later James would find someone he wanted and would let Ben go, but in the meantime, he had to remain witness to James and his entourage and activities.

The Mayor's Banquet was an annual affair which was held in the ballroom of Westgate Hall, a grand venue that had been built back in the 1920s.

The banquet was to curry political donations, recognize worthy individuals, and was the opportunity for those in high political positions to give haughty speeches and to perform for their supporters.

All the influential paranormal groups sent representatives because it looked good to be considered present.

Ben entered his room and saw the clothes laid out on his bed.

He would go, he would stay in the background, and then he would come home.

He promised himself that once back home, he would sit and think about the necessary changes; he could not continue like this.

He needed to find a way out of this house and away from James, a man who didn't want him but refused to let him go.

***

“I’m accompanying Victor and his beloved Jaden to the banquet, and I believe Haeti is also scheduled as a guard," Gabriel said when his friend Daley asked him to join a poker game later.

“The Mayor’s Annual Banquet.” He stated with a smile. “The most boring function this side of watching grass grow.” He laughed.