《Submissive Alpha》Chapter 10
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I hear mumbling and sounds of things being moved as I start to wake up. My eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the morning light. My head feeling so heavy and fuzzy for some reason.
I don't recall anything that happened yesterday. Last thing I remember was that I was in the car with Matt and Damien and we were driving to the peace treaty. Damien had come into the back with me and pulled me into his lap, but everything feels blurry after that.
I looked down the end of my bed to see my mates unpacking our things. They were both shirtless in nothing but sweats. The sight of their strong muscles making me blush.
Matt turned around and smiled at me. "Look who's awake brother?" he said. Damien turned in the direction his brother was pointing and saw me awake.
He smiled at me, his blonde hair falling slightly into his face. "Good morning baby boy, did you sleep well?" Damien asked. They both made their way towards the end of the bed and sat down, caressing my legs.
"Uhuh." I said sleepily. My head was still fuzzy. They chuckled at my reply.
"Your so adorable sweetheart." Matt cooed at me.
I saw Damien get up and walk around the bed, he picked me up bridal style and walked back around to sit next to his brother.
I was sitting on Damien's lap with my head resting on his shoulder and his arm around my waist. My legs stretched across Matts lap.
"What happened?" I asked quietly.
"What do you mean sweetheart?" Matt questioned.
"Yesterday. I don't remember anything that happened yesterday after Damien got into the back of the car with me." I mumbled into Damiens neck. He tightened his arm around my waist as I snuggled in more.
They looked at each other then back at me. "Well you see baby.." Matt started but before he could finish the doors of our room burst open.
I looked up and my breath immediately caught in my throat. The vampire leaders of the very coven that we were staying in had just entered the room with huge smiles on their faces.
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My face warmed as I realised they could see me sitting in my mates laps. I tried to get up but my mates held me in my place.
Their names were Vladimir and Idris. Vladimir stood at a staggering 6'7, whilst Idris was a 6'6 just like my mates.
Vladimir had shoulder length black hair and Idris had long white hair that went past his shoulders, with a pair of thin rimless glasses.
They came over and hugged both my mates and gave them a kiss on their foreheads, I was so confused.
"Good morning my sons, how did you sleep?" Idris asked my mates, him and his husband petting my mates heads. Sons? What?
"We slept very well dad, especially our Xander here." Damien replied. "Did you and papa get any sleep dad?"
"We did indeed son." Idris replied.
Okay okay. Sons? Papa? Dad? What?
I was still looking at them with so much confusion, what was going on?
Vladimir smiled down at me with a glint of excitement in his features. Idris also smiled down at me with adoration in his eyes.
Vladimir came closer and to my surprise, reached under my arms and picked me up from Damiens lap. I yelped in surprise as he held me while Idris stood next to him, rubbing his hand up and down my back. What the hell is going on?
"Vladimir is our papa and Idris is our dad baby boy. We are their sons." Damien explained.
I was frozen in place. The vampire leaders of the most powerful vampire coven were the fathers of my mates. How I did not realise that they were related is beyond me because now looking at them and then at my mates, I realised that they were identical to each other.
All four of them chuckled. Stupid vampire mind reading.
But then came the realisation that the very leaders whom I'd met from previous peace treaties, whom I'd seen give off nothing but power and dominance. Who have also seen me as a powerful leader representing my Pack, were now holding me as if I weighed nothing.
"You were so adorable last night Xander, all snuggled up in Damien's arms. We couldn't be more proud that our sons have been given such a lovely mate." Idris gushed, still rubbing my back as Vladimir swayed me in his arms.
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"L-last night? I-I don't remember..." I stuttered, feeling even more confused.
What happened last night? Damien and Matt were going to tell me before their fathers walked in. Fathers, that's something I'm gonna have to get used to.
"Oh honey of course you don't remember it was your first time. Oh Vlad he's so cute look at him blushing." Idris cooed as he stroked my reddened cheek.
First time? What did he mean by first time, and when did I see them. I haven't seen them in person since the last peace treaty almost 3 years ago.
"Its okay pumpkin, we'll explain everything, come." Damien said as he beckoned Matt and their fathers over to a seating area which I only noticed now.
My mates sat together on one side of the couch whilst Vladimir and Idris sat next to them on the other side, all the while I was still being held in Vladimir's lap.
I whimpered trying to get out of his grip. I was only getting used to being held by my mates but their fathers holding me was a whole other level of uncomfortable.
Vladimir gripped my waist and held me still as he positioned me to face my mates.
I gave them a pleading look, but they only smirked making me frown.
"Stay in papa's lap angel, it's easier for us to talk to you this way. Besides our fathers have just met you as our mate, they'll be wanting some bonding time."
Bonding time with the Vampire Leaders? What has my life turned into? They all chuckled again, I really need to shut my mind up.
"So baby boy, as you said you don't remember anything after I sat next to you in the car yesterday?" Damien started.
"Well when I pulled you into my lap you became really relaxed, and while you were relaxed you slipped into subspace."
I looked at him confused, what was subspace? My mates smiled at me in adoration.
"Subspace Xander, is a submissive head space a person goes into when they feel completely relaxed, comfortable and dependent on their dominant." Vladimir said in his deep voice that made me blush.
He rubbed my back as he continued. "When you were in Damien's arms you would've felt relaxed and comfortable. And with that your mind would've succumbed to the submissive state and became dependent on your dom."
As I thought about what he said it made sense, I guess. "But why couldn't I remember anything?" I asked.
"When subs go into subspace for the first few times their minds aren't used to it yet. Every time you slip you will remember more of what happened whilst your in subspace, and eventually you will remember everything." Idris explained.
"Does that make sense sweetheart?" Matt asked.
I nodded, but my mates gave me a pointed look making me blush and look down at my lap. I didn't want to call them daddy in front of Vladimir and Idris, it was so embarrassing.
"Xander!" Damien warned. I shook my head. "Do you wanna be punished?"
My eyes widened as I remembered the spanking I received.
"No." I admitted.
"Then what do you say?" Matt says.
I sighed in defeat. "Yes daddy, s-sorry daddies." I whispered.
"Good boy." they both said. My face was burning from embarrassment.
I felt Vladimir rub my back again and Idris start messaging my scalp. I melted into their touch as I drew comfort from it.
Although this situation was beyond weird and embarrassing, Vladimir and Idris were very like my mates when it came to giving comfort.
I heard chuckling come from my mates. "Our baby boy loves having his head rubbed, don't you pumpkin?" Damien said.
I nodded, too entranced in my head being rubbed.
"Oh does he now?" Vladimir said, I opened my eyes a little and looked at him to see him smirking at me. I blushed and looked at Idris who was also smirking.
"He's really the perfect submissive for you boys. I can't wait for us to get to know you better Xander." Idris said.
I was then lifted by Vladimir and placed back in my mates laps. Vladimir and Idris bid their goodbyes, which included two kisses to my for head.
I sank into the arms of my mates, our bond emitting sparks I couldn't get enough of.
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