Sanibel Alpha Vampire Werewolf Menage (Fanged Romance Series Book 5.5) (16 page)

When their game first started, he hadn
’
t wanted her to come without him inside her, where she could milk him greatly. He had wanted Tatum to beg him for her release.  
And then something happened, something so natural for his werewolf that it shouldn
’
t astound Mike as much as it did.  He just wanted her sated, completely sated the way his mate should be, no matter how his balls and cock were aching for her to release them.

The timer on his watch sounded.

Yep, this night, he might be the first werewolf to die from blue balls. Licking the salty sweet taste of her from his mouth, sensing her seismic aftershocks, he asked hoarsely,
“
Another orgasm, then? My treat.
”

“I won,
”
Tatum gasped, her skin glowing like a pink pearl.  
“
Untie me.
”

In all honesty, Mike hadn
’
t felt as if he
’
d lost anything at all.
“
So you did,
”
he agreed, keeping their bargain, and untied each precious limb.  He rubbed her ankles first, kissing them gingerly. Then moved to each wrist, rubbing the delicate skin over her veins though she showed no signs of irritation.  She peeked from beneath her thick flaxen lashes at him, cunning, keeping her exquisite legs parted to his gaze, her musky rich scent calling him to drill her sex into the mattress.  What was she up to?
“
Ready to feed?
”
He
’
d rather feed his blood to her when under a full moon, but it was still several nights away. And she needed his blood offering.   

Still staring at him all dreamy-eyed, her gaze dropped to his strained zipper, his weeping head straining out. Rising on all fours, Tatum stalked him as if she were a lioness, eyeing her prey ravenously.  She popped his top button with her mouth, unzipping him slowly with her teeth.  He fought to breathe, was afraid to touch her now or she might stop.  He took pride in watching her eyes grow round at the sight of his cock, thick and pulsating for her pleasure and her pleasure alone.

“All yours,
”
he hissed when she licked the very tip of him,
“
any way you want it.
”  
She parted her lips and worked her way down his shaft, sucking each and every silver boring he had.
“
Twenty-two.
”

“What?
”

His vision blurred, his voice a low whisper,  
“
Twenty-two and all of them were for you. They mean nothing to me unless you enjoy them.
”
When she curled her fingers around the middle of his shaft, he thrust his hips, sliding the heavy weight of his dick across her heated palm.  At her shocked gasp, he nodded, staring down at the top of her blonde head.
“
They roll, you see?  Spinning inside you just like that.
”
He repeated the action, and she pressed his balls upward beneath his shaft, holding them tight. Oh, she had been taught well.  Sucking him to the back of her throat, she swallowed twice, twisting her mouth this way and that as she pulled back.  With a squeeze to his sac just short of pain, she scrapped her tiny straight teeth across his head.  He angled her chin to take more of him.  Steadying her with his hands, he rocked her, going a third of the way, which was all her tiny mouth could take.  

Reaching down with his opposite fingers, he lightly smacked the undersides of her heavy breasts, jiggling them rightly as they hung for his perusal.
“
What a sight,
”
he purred behind clenched teeth, fighting not to spill so quickly,
“
what a lovely mouth.
”
To no avail, a single stream shot forward, spurting against the back of her throat.
“
But you
’
re going to destroy me if I cannot have what I want this day, My Mate.
”  
His Beast wouldn
’
t stop, was smacking his head for full transformation. If he could disconnect from his werewolf for one-second, just one to find relief, he would have.  Moaning aloud as she sucked him in a frenzy, he asked before he grunted his release,
“
Are you going to let me inside?
”  

She pulled away, licking her delicate mouth with a tiny pink tongue. Her eyes heated, her mind confused at what she
’
d done.  Mike
’
s Beast could take no more.

Three breaths in.

One slow release out.

Three breaths in.

One slow release out.

Her blue eyes widened to saucers, her trembling hands pushing the hair from her eyes as she started off the bed. His hand shot out and gripped her wrist.  Now positioned flat on her stomach, she glanced at where Mike held her, then over her shoulder at him.  And with all the experience she
’
d had in dealing with werewolves, the Alpha of North America being her Mate no less, she still fought not to run from him.  

“Mike,
”
she started then stopped with a shake of her head, realizing she
’
d waved her red flag at a volatile Beast.
“
I should never have sucked your cock.
”  

Even in his mid-transformation, her words hit his heart like a physical blow. Still, she refused him. He hooked his elbow beneath her right leg and lifted her hip high and flat against the bed, spreading her for his entry.  He could scent that she was still drenched, her back hole lubricated, her cunt naturally juicy from her earlier climaxes.  By her labored breathing, her nonexistent adrenalin, she wanted his possession of her.

Three breaths in.

One slow release out.  

Patiently, he
’
d waited most of his life for this, had mourned her every damned day of his lonely misery.  In his current agony, his werewolf refused to wait any longer. His vision was going red and hazy, his Beast fighting for full possession of Mike
’
s faculties.  Still he somehow managed to fight his werewolf back for Tatum, but for how long?

“One kiss,
”
he pleaded in his distorted voice. She turned her head and he thrust his pierced tongue inside her mouth in a rhythmic sucking that mimicked her pussy, when she had greedily wrapped it around his seeking fingers.  His weight was completely atop her, his canines dripping to bury themselves deep into her shoulder.  Her realized her submission was his, but he wanted one thing first.

When he pulled his mouth away from hers, he mounted his lonely cock right against her slit.  He could feel her tremble for it, her hungry body eager for fucking.  
“
Ask.
”
He brushed the end of his cock against her swollen, creamy lips.
“
Me.
”

Her hips moved, taking an inch of him inside, stretching her and torturing him.  She played one game too many.  He nipped her throat aggressively enough without breaking skin, a male clearly warning his mate.  He removed the inch, leaving her sensitive and empty, the move torturing her as much as it tortured him.  
“
I can
’
t hear you.
”

 “Please,
”
she whimpered her capitulation,
“
I want you inside me.
”

“Ah, Tatum, my Tatum,
”
he groaned, circling his hips as he slid his shaft deep into her wetted haven. As he reached the tight ring of her womb, he tilted to the side, swiveling, instinctually knowing where her special spot hid.  She gasped, crying out for more.  His werewolf settled with their intimate contact as he drove deeper still, before pulling out slowly, only to shove back inside her.  Only one more thing could make this moment complete.
“
Who
’
s inside you?  Tell me now.
”  
He gripped her chin, willing her to turn her face and see him, wanting her to think of only him in this moment.  

She moaned.
“
Mike Carter.  The piercings, the borings spinning, it
’
s all too much.
”

“You were born to handle this.
”  
Tatum
’
s pussy quivered around him, and his chest grew tight with emotion.
“
I
’
m here now, returning for my Mate.
”
He fucked her in real time, in the blurring speed of his species, listening to her gusts of screams as she came for him.  
“
Again,
”
he growled, her body driving him mad. He was about to blow.
“
Come!
”

“Mike!
”

Biting his wrist, he pressed his blood offering to her lips, his hips rocking her at breakneck speed. When her mouth suctioned him just as her pussy did, he shot off with a bang.  His werewolf roared in his head and bit down, pinning her between the tender flesh of her shoulder and neck, and swallowed her.  Their bodies slick with sweat, their blood flowing between them, he pumped her to the brim with his speed, his sex jetting hot liquid as if it were his first go around.  
“
You are mine, Tatum,
”
he said around the mouthful of her flesh, swallowing her tangy blood, not ready to release his bite until the last aftershock rocked his body.
“
I can never let you go again.
”

Mike cocked his head toward the shower, bouncing Ardan in his arms, listening as Bren washed their Mate.
“
Tatum and I had a long talk about the past.  I, uh, told her my side of the story, from when we were teens.
”
He stared out into the darkened night, thinking he saw a flicker of movement.
“
You
’
ve guards placed everywhere, yes?
”

“Many.
”
Bane said assuredly.

“Anyway, Tatum said she would try day by day.
”
He turned away from the window.
“
That
’
s more than I anticipated for my first day back.
”

“Oh, she said that, did she?
”
Bane made a funny face at Ardan, patting his golden head.
“
Sounds to me like she did more than try. I think the entire island heard your reunion. But that
’
s what males do, Ardan,
”
Bane said to his nephew.
“
They keep their females happy for an eternity.  It
’
s a tough job, but it has its rewards in spades, ones you can
’
t know about until you
’
re much older.
”
He glanced at his watch, frowning.

“What is it?
”

“Jayce took the territorial Betas 
meeting without me.
”
His head cocked, the Beta obviously using their mental path to communicate.
“
He wanted us to split up until we finish slicing and dicing these rogues.  By the way, impressive kills on your part, Carter. I piked the heads of those rogue Gryphs you dusted, strategically placing them around the entrance to the Dynasty Empire
’
s miasma.
”

“What
’
s the difference?
”
Mike asked.
“
When rogues are rogues, they
’
re not going to pass back through Prince Volos
’
realm to see the destruction of their kin.
”

“Oh, but they will,
”
Bane argued with a look of disgust.
“
The nasties have their underground haunts right past the miasma
’
s entrance, sex and sip clubs making Ryan
’
s play dungeon at Six Feet Under  look like Disneyland. I
’
ve pulled mixed-blood Younglings out of there on occasion.  It
’
s a hard recon to manage, since most vampires won
’
t risk their lives to sneak a pureblood werewolf into their most sacred realm.
”
His smile was all teeth.
“
There
’
s always a price with vampires, whether a blood debt or a bargaining of your very soul.
”  
Bane shifted nervously, very uncharacteristic of the Beta.