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Well, you are a big one aren t you? A growly voice echoed in his ear as two big arms came
slamming around Kane s chest, pinning Kane s arms to his side. An equally big clumsy hand started
unzipping Kane s trousers and fumbling with Kane s cock that had softened the instant he was hit.
Kane sniffed. Fuck a bear shifter. He was never going to get out of those arms without some help.
Twenty five.
Thwack.
Twenty six.
Wriggling and stomping as best he could, Kane struggled to get free but it was useless.
So who do you belong to boy? The growly voice was in his ear again.
Him, Master Shawn on the stage. You had better let go of me or he is going to be pissed. Kane
growled out, trying to keep his voice steady.
Ha, that pipsqueak. I am sure he will be happy to loan you to me once he knows who I am. It s not
as though he is going to have any choice in the matter.
You don t know him Kane insisted, still struggling as best he could. He will be really pissed off
that you touched me.
Well big guys like you who obviously bottom for their Master s are hard to come by. I am not
leaving here without you.
Fuck the guy thought he was a sub even though the way Kane was dressed clearly indicated he wasn t.
Kane was sweating now and not in a good way. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He had promised not to disturb
Shawn. He glanced around to see if he could see Griff or Claude but neither of them were around and
if he struggled much more Shawn was bound to notice. Keeping his eyes focused on Shawn Kane,
tried not to panic as the bear continued to try and stimulate him, his own huge cock pressed firmly
against Kane s arse.
Thirty. Finally Shawn had finished.
Come for me. Rippling around the room Shawn s voice spurred on a number of orgasms, not least
the sub who after climaxing and moaning in a magnificent fashion, collapsed, passed out on the
cross. Shawn quickly went across to the man and checked his pulse and eye lids before indicating to
the two house subs to take care of the man.
Er hon, I need some help here.
Shawn s head shot up and his eyes found Kane instantly in the back of the room. Then his eyes
narrowed as he took in the shifter who had captured him. Jumping from the stage Shawn strode
through the crowd, his anger almost visible. His ice blue eyes flashing he said in his murderous voice,
Take your hands off him, Bruce. He is mine.
Oh come on Master Shawn , Bruce s voice dripped with sarcasm as he mentioned Shawn s title.
Share your little subby with me, I will make it good for him.
He is not my sub, he is my MATE.
Bruce laughed. You mated your sub, oh how precious. Come on. One use only. You know you can t
take me wolf, so let s just get this over and done with. If your boy is real good then it shouldn t take
more than an hour or so for me to tire of him.
Gripping the bear s wrists firmly, Shawn wrenched them away from his mate with sheer brute strength
and then Kane felt a small zing of magic. The bear was frozen still and couldn t move. Shawn
grabbed hold of Kane and pulled him out from the bear s reach and into his arms.
Are you okay hon?
Yeah, a bit violated and shaky but I will be okay in a minute.
Stand behind me. I know this guy. Damien s looking for him. Let me deal with it okay.
Yeah hon, good idea I think.
Fuck Kane must be mixed up if he was letting Shawn deal with a bear shifter on his own. Shawn knew
he had to act quickly. Putting Kane behind him, he scanned the crowd looking for Claude who was
heading towards them with a couple of his own bear shifter bouncers in tow. Get Griff he mouthed
to Claude, who directed another man into the adjacent bar. Then Shawn fixed his gaze back on Bruce
the bear who still hadn t moved.
Are you a member here, Bruce? Bruce tried to work his mouth but Shawn s spell was holding.
Yes, he is, Claude said, Been here about a month and his membership was approved just last
week.
Did he mention that Damien s looking for him after he lied on his application there? This man has
no training as a Master but he did manage to damn near kill the last two subs he had before Damien
realized it.
Why, you ugly fucker. I will kick you out myself. Claude made to step forward to take on the bear
himself but Shawn held up his hand.
Sorry Master Claude. I know this is your club but this man violated my mate and for that he has to
pay. Shawn was stalking around the bear, who still couldn t move. Claude stepped back and actually
grinned. This was going to be good.
Fixing the bear s eyes with his, Shawn nodded his head and Bruce collapsed to the ground. Resuming
his pacing, Shawn let his power build to match his anger as he went around and around the bear. Then
he raised his hands and a huge blue sphere appeared, tinged with red and purple. In one smooth move
he flung the sphere at the man on the ground so it encompassed him completely. The reds and purple
in the blue started moving through the bear in and out in a crazy dance.
Bruce arched up and started to yell and growl, writhing in pain as bolt after bolt of magic hit him. He
tried to shift, but the magic held him firm. In just a few minutes he was shrieking in pain, begging to
God, to Shawn and to anyone at all to Just make it stop. Standing impassively Shawn just watched
the anger still evident in his eyes.
After five long minutes Shawn lifted his hands and the magic returned to him, seeping back into his
skin. Bruce lay on the floor exhausted and barely moving. Looking up at Shawn he rasped out, Who
the hell are you?
I am Master Shawn and I don t like people messing with my mate. Got it?
Yeah man. Will never touch him ever.
You won t touch anyone again. Shawn s voice was quietly deadly and the bear started trembling
again. Looking back over his shoulder, Shawn saw Kane just a few feet away, with Griff at his side,
his big arm over Kane s shoulder.
Can I borrow your phone a minute, hon? Kane slipped his hand into his now done up pants and
handed it to Shawn. Flipping through the contacts, Shawn found the one he was looking for and
dialed. Putting the phone on speaker everyone could hear when the recipient answered.
It s Damien, what do you want? The bear shifter s face went white.
Hi Damien, it s Shawn. I found Bruce for you.
Oh good man. Damien s silky voice seemed pleased. Where is he and how did you come to find
him?
He is at Claude s. He was manhandling my mate.
Hmmm, and I take it you weren t overly pleased?
That s an understatement. Shawn bit the words out.
Has he hurt anyone else at Claude s? Shawn looked over at Claude who shook his head.
No Damien, he has only been a member here for a week.
Okay, well I want him back because of what he did to those two subs. Their families are owed that at
least. Do I get him back in one piece or in bits?
I haven t decided yet. Do you have a preference? Shawn s voice was flat and he hadn t taken his
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Well, you are a big one aren t you? A growly voice echoed in his ear as two big arms came
slamming around Kane s chest, pinning Kane s arms to his side. An equally big clumsy hand started
unzipping Kane s trousers and fumbling with Kane s cock that had softened the instant he was hit.
Kane sniffed. Fuck a bear shifter. He was never going to get out of those arms without some help.
Twenty five.
Thwack.
Twenty six.
Wriggling and stomping as best he could, Kane struggled to get free but it was useless.
So who do you belong to boy? The growly voice was in his ear again.
Him, Master Shawn on the stage. You had better let go of me or he is going to be pissed. Kane
growled out, trying to keep his voice steady.
Ha, that pipsqueak. I am sure he will be happy to loan you to me once he knows who I am. It s not
as though he is going to have any choice in the matter.
You don t know him Kane insisted, still struggling as best he could. He will be really pissed off
that you touched me.
Well big guys like you who obviously bottom for their Master s are hard to come by. I am not
leaving here without you.
Fuck the guy thought he was a sub even though the way Kane was dressed clearly indicated he wasn t.
Kane was sweating now and not in a good way. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He had promised not to disturb
Shawn. He glanced around to see if he could see Griff or Claude but neither of them were around and
if he struggled much more Shawn was bound to notice. Keeping his eyes focused on Shawn Kane,
tried not to panic as the bear continued to try and stimulate him, his own huge cock pressed firmly
against Kane s arse.
Thirty. Finally Shawn had finished.
Come for me. Rippling around the room Shawn s voice spurred on a number of orgasms, not least
the sub who after climaxing and moaning in a magnificent fashion, collapsed, passed out on the
cross. Shawn quickly went across to the man and checked his pulse and eye lids before indicating to
the two house subs to take care of the man.
Er hon, I need some help here.
Shawn s head shot up and his eyes found Kane instantly in the back of the room. Then his eyes
narrowed as he took in the shifter who had captured him. Jumping from the stage Shawn strode
through the crowd, his anger almost visible. His ice blue eyes flashing he said in his murderous voice,
Take your hands off him, Bruce. He is mine.
Oh come on Master Shawn , Bruce s voice dripped with sarcasm as he mentioned Shawn s title.
Share your little subby with me, I will make it good for him.
He is not my sub, he is my MATE.
Bruce laughed. You mated your sub, oh how precious. Come on. One use only. You know you can t
take me wolf, so let s just get this over and done with. If your boy is real good then it shouldn t take
more than an hour or so for me to tire of him.
Gripping the bear s wrists firmly, Shawn wrenched them away from his mate with sheer brute strength
and then Kane felt a small zing of magic. The bear was frozen still and couldn t move. Shawn
grabbed hold of Kane and pulled him out from the bear s reach and into his arms.
Are you okay hon?
Yeah, a bit violated and shaky but I will be okay in a minute.
Stand behind me. I know this guy. Damien s looking for him. Let me deal with it okay.
Yeah hon, good idea I think.
Fuck Kane must be mixed up if he was letting Shawn deal with a bear shifter on his own. Shawn knew
he had to act quickly. Putting Kane behind him, he scanned the crowd looking for Claude who was
heading towards them with a couple of his own bear shifter bouncers in tow. Get Griff he mouthed
to Claude, who directed another man into the adjacent bar. Then Shawn fixed his gaze back on Bruce
the bear who still hadn t moved.
Are you a member here, Bruce? Bruce tried to work his mouth but Shawn s spell was holding.
Yes, he is, Claude said, Been here about a month and his membership was approved just last
week.
Did he mention that Damien s looking for him after he lied on his application there? This man has
no training as a Master but he did manage to damn near kill the last two subs he had before Damien
realized it.
Why, you ugly fucker. I will kick you out myself. Claude made to step forward to take on the bear
himself but Shawn held up his hand.
Sorry Master Claude. I know this is your club but this man violated my mate and for that he has to
pay. Shawn was stalking around the bear, who still couldn t move. Claude stepped back and actually
grinned. This was going to be good.
Fixing the bear s eyes with his, Shawn nodded his head and Bruce collapsed to the ground. Resuming
his pacing, Shawn let his power build to match his anger as he went around and around the bear. Then
he raised his hands and a huge blue sphere appeared, tinged with red and purple. In one smooth move
he flung the sphere at the man on the ground so it encompassed him completely. The reds and purple
in the blue started moving through the bear in and out in a crazy dance.
Bruce arched up and started to yell and growl, writhing in pain as bolt after bolt of magic hit him. He
tried to shift, but the magic held him firm. In just a few minutes he was shrieking in pain, begging to
God, to Shawn and to anyone at all to Just make it stop. Standing impassively Shawn just watched
the anger still evident in his eyes.
After five long minutes Shawn lifted his hands and the magic returned to him, seeping back into his
skin. Bruce lay on the floor exhausted and barely moving. Looking up at Shawn he rasped out, Who
the hell are you?
I am Master Shawn and I don t like people messing with my mate. Got it?
Yeah man. Will never touch him ever.
You won t touch anyone again. Shawn s voice was quietly deadly and the bear started trembling
again. Looking back over his shoulder, Shawn saw Kane just a few feet away, with Griff at his side,
his big arm over Kane s shoulder.
Can I borrow your phone a minute, hon? Kane slipped his hand into his now done up pants and
handed it to Shawn. Flipping through the contacts, Shawn found the one he was looking for and
dialed. Putting the phone on speaker everyone could hear when the recipient answered.
It s Damien, what do you want? The bear shifter s face went white.
Hi Damien, it s Shawn. I found Bruce for you.
Oh good man. Damien s silky voice seemed pleased. Where is he and how did you come to find
him?
He is at Claude s. He was manhandling my mate.
Hmmm, and I take it you weren t overly pleased?
That s an understatement. Shawn bit the words out.
Has he hurt anyone else at Claude s? Shawn looked over at Claude who shook his head.
No Damien, he has only been a member here for a week.
Okay, well I want him back because of what he did to those two subs. Their families are owed that at
least. Do I get him back in one piece or in bits?
I haven t decided yet. Do you have a preference? Shawn s voice was flat and he hadn t taken his
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