Carrick's eyes flicked to the new combatants.One of them he thought he knew vaguely, but the other was a stranger to him. Tall and heavily muscled, his body seemed built for this sort of combat. The vampire's eyes lingered on the powerful arms, the definition of the muscles of the man's abdomen and chest. His thighs were thick with muscle, and for a moment Carrick could not help but imagine how they would feel clamped around his waist.
Carrick's usual taste was for slender, lithe boys with pale skin and soft mouths, but the sight of this stranger aroused him more than he could say. He saw a flash of red in the man's eyes. It seemed there was a new alpha in town.
The vampire's eyes fixed on the new combatants at they rushed forwards, and he silently willed the stranger to win.