Part Three
Alexandru knew taking down Jacque would be a major triumph. Pierre was a prize, but he hadn’t yet to come into his full maturity as an alpha wolf. Thierry, while very sexually desirable, was not in the same league as his son. Jacque, now in his early forties, was in his prime as an alpha. Handsome, with a powerful torso, and athletic grace he literally oozed raw sexuality. He had a successful sexual reputation among the females in the pack. It was said he had seduced and taken the virginity of every beautiful woman in his pack’s area. He was so erotically desirable that, even after he ‘fucked and dumped’ these women after their deflowering they all still adored him. It was that reputation that had earned him the nickname the ‘adored destroyer.’ The vampire knew taken down Jacque required a few risks but, he knew the prize was worth it.
Alexandru quickly set up a private meeting with Jacque Sauvage where he showed him a pictures and a video of his father and son's sexual activities. He enjoyed the look of utter shock and disgust on Jacque's face when he saw his son lying in Alexandru’s bed begging to sexually service the vampire while stroking his now diminutive dick. He almost vomited while seeing his own father fucking himself on a dildo while admitting he had been closeted all his life.
An enraged Jacque looked over at Alexandru. “What do you intend to do with this?” He’d asked.
“Oh, I don't intend to do anything with it,” the vampire had assured him. “I am sure we both realize that, if this tape got out, your son would never become an alpha pack leader. I mean, really begging to be fucked. Pleading for it? Hardly makes for a respected image,. As for your father admission about being a fag…combined with Pierre being one…wolves might wonder about you” he had paused, smiled then added, “but there will be a price to bury it.”
Jacque had glared at him. “So what's the price? To keep all this out of public viewing?” He knew it would not only ruin his son but him as well for fathering and being the son of a raging sexual submissive.
“ Only one small act,” Alexandru had calmly explained to the angry werewolf.
“Which is what?” Jacque had said.
Alexandru enjoyed the next moment. “Ever since you were a young pup, you've mocked me for being gay. You made jokes about how I must give up my ass to everyone. You questioned my very manliness compared to you,” Alexandru stated, “I never forgot these slights. The deal to keep the tape hidden is,’ he paused and stared at Jacque. “I get one hour to fuck you right here, right now.”
“You're crazy,” Jacque angrily shot back. Alexandru had simply held up his cell phone and pressed play. Jacque had stared at what his son was doing and saying. “If this got out, the boy would be ruined for the rest of his life,” Alexandru told him. “Is losing your ass to big a price for you to pay?”
“I’ve another solution,” Jacque growled as his eyes yellowed indicating he was drawing upon his inner wolf for this attack. “Kill you!” He crouched preparing to spring at me. “Foolish vampire he snarled. “Prepare to…” he never finished his threat.
Alexandru kept him focused on him. He never saw Pierre race at him from the side.
“Protect my alpha,” Pierre shouted as he rammed into his father knocking him to the ground.
“Ooof,” his father and pack alpha grunted as he hit the ground. A stunned Jacque looked up his son. “I am your alpha,” he howled as he sprang to his feet. “You dare to challenge me.” He looked at both of us. “You both will die now!”
As Alexandru hoped, he had decided that his son needed to be handled first. In Jacque’s eyes, an attack from a member of his pack, even from one related to him, was a challenge to his leadership that had to be answered. He charged at Pierre. That was a mistake. He and his family had always underestimated the vampire. The vampire knew Jacque have focused on neutralizing him first. His contempt for Alexandru’s ability would work to the vampire’s advantage. Alexandru let his eyes darken, fangs extend, and waited for his chance.
“You cannot beat me,” Jacques told Pierre as the two of them exchanged blows with each other. Pierre was good but it was clear he had yet to acquire the skill and muscular power that his father possessed. He dodged and stuck a few body blows to his father’s torso but Jacque, though staggered by the hits, was not incapacitated. His punches to Pierre’s body, however, rocked the young wolf. “I will win in the end,” he rasped as he struck at his son with a combination series of hits that forced pier to back off.
“You won’t have it so easy with me,” Alexandru shouted seeking to distract the alpha wolf for just a few seconds. Pierre doesn't have to beat you , Alexandru thought. Now I need to keep you distracted long enough so that he can get at you. He had worked out a plan with Pierre to initially tire out his fighter. The younger wolf was executing it superbly.
“Jacque straightened up from his fighter’s stance to glare at the vampire. “He’s done or soon will be then, you’re next,” he angrily yelled back.
The vampire nodded at Pierre. As planned, the younger wolf charged forward at the distracted Jacque. He grabbed his father’s torso and took them both down. Once on the ground, the two wrestled for dominance. It didn't take long for Jacques to pin Pierre to the dirt. As he straddled his son, a grinning Jacque used each of his hands to keep Pierre’s wrists firmly pressed to the floor. “I win and you die,” he snarled fixated on his upcoming victory.
That was Alexandru’s moment. He instantly sprang and landed on Jacque’s back.
“What…” a surprised Jacque shouted as he felt the vampire’s arms and legs encircle his body. Before he could react, the vampire sank his teeth deeply into the older wolf’s carotid artery and began pumping as much toxin into him as he was capable of emitting.
“Or not,” Pierre hissed.
‘Get those fangs out of me!” Jacque bellowed as the vampire’s teeth sank ever deeper into him. He released his hold on Pierre’s wrists to try reach for the vampire and flip Alexandru off him. Pierre, as he had been instructed, instantly grabbed his father's wrists and pulled them back down. “I will kill you both,” Jacque howled while continually trying and failing, thanks to his son holding his arms firmly in place, to dislodge the vampire.
Alexandru continued to inject toxins into Jacques. He could feel the wolf’s power as he held on. Jacque’s muscled body twisted under him. He also noticed Pierre struggling to keep ahold of his father’s wrists.
Jacques powerful body struggled to get free, but their joint action cut off his ability to escape. His threats became increasingly muddled. Slowly, the vampire could feel Jacques 's strong body relaxing under his embrace. “What the fuck are you doing to me,” Jacque groaned as his muscles slackened. He soon stopped thrashing about as his breath deepening. The toxins in him did their job. After a few more moments, Alexandru took his mouth away from the wolf’s neck, released his hold, and stepped back. Jacque was still straddling his son, but he was weaving. Only Pierre’s hold kept him upright. Pierre smiled and easily pushed his, now unresisting, father over onto his back.
.Jacque lay sprawled on the ground, his pupils dilated, and a nice erection beginning to appear in his crotch area. “What’s happening,” he wheezed.
Alexandru went up to Jacque and placed his right foot on the prone wolf’s crotch. He pressed it down on Jacque’s erection symbolically claiming his superior alpha manhood according to pack rituals.
“Ow,” the wolf grunted as his shaft felt the pressure on it.
The vampire locked eyes with Jacque. “I win,” he said.
The bleary eyed and rapidly aroused wolf gazed at Alexandru. “Won,” he muttered trying to understand what had happened.
The vampire pressed his foot down harder and rubbed it along the wolf’s shaft enjoying the whimpers his actions were causing Jacque.
Suddenly the wolf body tensed. “Fuck,” Jacque grunted as the pressure on his erection caused him to orgasm.
A now laughing Alexandru straddled Jacques prone body. He gabbed Jacques hair to pull the wolf’s head up.
“I shot my load,” a dazed and embarrassed Jacque whispered as he tried to comprehend what was going on.
“Yes you did,” the vampire replied. “I made you cum like a little bitch.” He got off the wolf and helped him to his feet.
“What are you doing?” He asked as he stood in front of the vampire. He could barely stand let alone move his arms. He stood there swaying helplessly in front of Alexandru.
“Something I dreamed about for years. Nighty-night,” the vampire growled before delivering a hard uppercut that cold-conked Jacque and sent him sprawling backward to the ground.
Pierre got to his feet and howled his delight by another sign that his alpha had overthrown his father. The battle was over. Jacque, once the alpha of his pack, had tasted his first defeat, made to cream like a wolf-bitch in heat, and been knocked out too.
The next phase of Alexandru’s revenge was about to begin! “Strip him,” he instructed Pierre.
TBC…?
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