Sanibel Alpha Vampire Werewolf Menage (Fanged Romance Series Book 5.5) (10 page)

“
That
’
s it,
”
she pleaded, sensing him stoking her back to the edge of orgasm.  Werewolves loved to tease their mates, and, apparently, he
’
d chosen today to do just that.
“
Oh, stop teasing me with that thing and move!
”
If she could dig her nails in his skin, she would.  As it stood, he still had her hands subdued across her nape.
“
I want to come.
”  

Tatum
’
s thighs tightened, though he kept his in between so she couldn
’
t squeeze herself to orgasm, as he speared his hard length all the way in and all the way out, inch by inch, slowly building up momentum.  She knew what he was about, that he was watching his previous ejaculate oozing in and out of her sex.  It was running down her lips, dripping off her throbbing clitoris.  Finally, Bren hit her special spot high inside her pussy as he picked up a body-numbing speed.  He set her off.  Her mind went blank for what felt like long hours, until she came back to earth gasping, sobbing his name.

“
My female
”
he hissed against the shell of her ear, licking, slowing his strokes though he hadn
’
t come for the second time.  

“
What the hell is all this ruckus,
”
Jayce said from above her.

“
He
’
s trying to kill me,
”
she groaned, aftershocks roaming throughout her body. Bren released her nape though she couldn
’
t lift her head to greet Jayce.  But she could smell him, the delicious scent of his skin and musky arousal emanating from beneath his balls stoked her to a new fever pitch. Problem was she couldn
’
t move. With a slow withdrawal and an impressive suctioning sound, Bren eased from her pussy, the backs of his claws spreading her cream over her back hole.

“
She
’
s tired, man,
”
Jayce spoke evenly, pulling her away from a freshly snarling Bren.
“
Yeah, bitch all you want, Bren. I see your throbbing cock, and I know what Mason said about her being ready for mating.  But her pretty little pussy looks far too swollen for you to continue, at least, from my vantage point. Let me get a closer look, though, and we
’
ll figure this out in a hurry."  Jayce
’
s thumb circled her anus repeatedly, spreading her cream just as Bren
’
s naughty claws had.   

She whimpered her exhausted excitement, twisting her hips in a natural way of enticing his Alpha Beast. Tatum felt a low rumble shake his body, but Jayce kept himself in check, his control far greater than that of Bren. Dipping the tip of his thumb to the first knuckle, he circled the inside of her tight ring.  Once well-broken in by her males, even Tatum noticed the marked difference nearly a year of not claiming her ass made. She pushed back, urging his probing, wanting him to go deeper.  Instead, he gingerly flipped her with his big Alpha hands, turning her to sit on his lap. Before she had a chance to argue, Jayce licked the seam of her mouth, his tongue then thrusting for entrance as Bren pulled her leg to the side and mimicked the action on her swollen and strained pussy.  

“
Calm down,
”
Jayce crooned.
“
It
’
ll take some time before we can loosen that tight ass of yours again, but we
’
ll make it top priority for the bedroom.
”

“
I need something,
”
she spoke against his lips, her hands pulling at the golden hair of his nape.

“
We
’
ve got you covered, honey, always.
”
Jayce traded his thumb for his middle finger and thrust back in her behind.  

Bren licked her mercilessly, sliding his tongue between the velvet folds of her pussy at a frantic pace as Jayce pumped her with a single, but thick, finger.     She cried out, tightening her hold on his hair, as he moved down her throat and sniffed and nipped his mark.  Bren pushed his flat palm against her lower stomach as he further probed with his catlike tongue, curling the tip and flicking her G-spot.  The pressure of his hand coupled with his tongue set her on a razor
’
s edge she couldn
’
t walk alone.

“
Oh, Jayce, Bren,
”
she pleaded, her back bowing and lifting her breasts to Jayce
’
s mouth.
“
I need
…
the both of you inside me!
”

“
We
’
ve got you, hellcat.
”
Jayce flicked one breast and then the other, suckling on the last, nipping and licking between strong pulls.

Suddenly, something was off. “
No! Wait! You have to stop.
”
Tatum felt her letdown reflex move from her upper arms, shooting through the sides of her milk-filled mounds the moment Bren latched his lips around her bundle of nerves, his maddening tongue so rough on her swollen flesh; she cried out.  When her body released so did her milk.  Her face flamed as her body liquefied.
“
I warned
…
you." She gasped. "It
’
s going everywhere.
”

“
And I told you,
”
Jayce said in the Alpha
’
s grating drawl,
“
we
’
ve got you.
”
He never lifted his head, staying at her breast with her body draped over his thighs. Bren leaned over, his chin and canines gleaming with her come, and moved his wetted mouth over her opposite nipple.   

Tatum swallowed hard, her throat hoarse from screaming, her body heading into hypersensitive overdrive.  
“
I swear my life
’
s getting kinkier by the second.
”

“
Jayce, I don
’
t know.
”
Tatum had seen that look
.  
“
Either he
’
s about to spit up or
…
that.
”

“
Ah, I
’
ve got a meeting,
”
Jayce said, keeping his smile while handing Ardan over to Tatum in quick, efficient movements.
“
I
’
ll
…
change the next one.
”

Carefully, she eased the baby on the changing table.
“
You haven
’
t changed a single one, Jayce Jordan.
”

“
Why would you say that?
”
he argued, misting away.

“
Your mother came clean yesterday, ratted you out,
”
she grumbled to his dissolving form then smiled over at Bren.
“
Big bad Alpha is afraid of a little poo, how ridiculous.
”

Bren didn
’
t return her smile; instead, saying quietly,  
“
Jayce really has an important meeting to attend.
”
In his next breath he added,
“
Mike
’
s come to see the baby.
”

“
You mean he
’
s coming to see the baby.
”

“
No, I mean he
’
s here now,
”
he corrected,
“
waiting in the media room.
”

Tatum paused, sensing her heart kick, and waved a diaper in Bren
’
s direction.  
“
He
’
s here to see the baby or me?
”  
For any female in their Pack, Mike Carter would be a prime male to have as a Mate.  Tatum would easily agree, if
…
 

“
Both, I
’
m sure.
”  

“I thought he was going to stay away.
”

“No.
”  
Bren walked to the changing table, took the diaper from her hand and finished the job, giving her a moment or two to align her thoughts.  
“
You didn
’
t think he was going to stay away at all.
”  
In his natural speed, he lifted Ardan in his arms, kissing his chubby cheeks.  
“
After you bargained with Mike to aid in Rebecca
’
s release, then applauding as he went to Scotland to assist Ciaran
’
s overwhelmed Pack, you went on from there pretending as if Mike never existed, Tatum.
”

When she opened her mouth to say something, anything, all she could do was to shake her head.  Did she not expect Bren to know her deepest thoughts?  Then another kick in her chest started her heart racing ahead, until it would surely explode under pressure.  Mike was finally here.  Did he still want another chance after he
’
d stayed away? No, it couldn
’
t be that.  It had been far too long since they had even spoken.  
“
He hasn
’
t phoned in months,
”
she finally whispered.

“
I know.  Mike said as much when I was in Scotland visiting Rebecca.
”
He placed Ardan against his broad chest, swaying him to sleep.
“
Before he had headed to Ciaran's, I thought you had determined Mike would eventually find placement in our lives.
”
Steadying their son with one hand, he adjusted the blinds to darken Ardan
’
s room.  
“
Now, I hear your heart thundering, your escalated breathing, and your adrenalin spiking.
”  
His eyes snapped to hers, burning indigo fire in the dimness of the room.  
“
Why would you be afraid of anything or anyone when I
’
m standing under the same roof as you?
”

A grave insult was experiencing fear while standing in the proximity of a powerful male who was also your Mate; therefore, she had truly offended him.  
“
Bren,
”
she whispered, standing on her tiptoes and waiting for him to lean down for her kiss.  His lips instantly warmed hers, and in his fleeting kiss, her Mate threaded his strength through her insecurities.  

When she pulled away, he arched a brow.  
“
Well?
”

“While you were in Scotland,
”
Tatum accused,
“
you grew soft regarding Mike.
”

His jaw noticeably tightened.  
“
We discussed you almost daily, if that is what you're driving at, Tatum.  However, if you
’
re looking for some conspiracy-based relationship between Mike and myself, you are mistaken.
”  
He thrust fingers through his long hair, tugging.  
“
Maybe this should wait another month or so, after you have adjusted to motherhood. I
’
ll take Ardan downstairs instead.
”

Nicely putting it, Bren thought her recently whirling hormones might play a role in her thoughts concerning Mike, which was far from the truth.  She had never felt this well adjusted since becoming a mother.  Even so, the last thing Tatum needed was to worry for another month.  
“
The whole situation seems like a lifetime ago.
”  
Bren was right; she couldn
’
t continue avoiding Mike.  
“
Very well, I
’
ll go talk to him.
”

He smiled approvingly.  
“
I
’
ll give you a bit to clear the tension, before I bring Ardan in the room.  Unless you would prefer I join you now and have Renee bring him down later.
”

Tatum smoothed her shorts, not because she wanted to appear presentable for Mike.  On the contrary, him finding her attractive wouldn
’
t help matters.  Per usual, she fidgeted when she grew nervous.
 “
No, Dru wants to feed. He
’
s on his way here for Renee.
”
Stroking Bren
’
s forearm, she grew calmer with the simple contact.
“
He
’
s already out like a light. You have such a way with our son.
”