Sanibel Sizzle - Vampire Werewolf Menage (13 page)

7

T
atum crept back, listening behind
a hibiscus hedge below the upper
lanai.
“
Deal with me and what situation?”
she voiced to herse
l
f.

“Nosy,
nosy,” Jayce whispered
. 
Instantly
m
i
sting
, he startled Tatum
to a near m
iss with the pool.  Steadying her, he searched Tatum’s face and wondered
what she he
ard. 
At the moment,
Jayce couldn’t p
ick up on her thoughts.
Even so,
the others
hadn’t spelled everything out
, which was a plus in their favor. 

Jayce
couldn’t get enough of Tatum
. 
No matter the circumstances, whatever
the situation entailed, he wouldn’t lose
her
.  Her scent
, lush
ly
natural body, husky voice, and come fuck me eyes called to him since he was a teenager.  “I love you, hellcat.  I’m so into you.”  Brushing the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip, he lowered his head and captured her
mouth.  His thick tongue slid o
ver
her tiny sweet one,
mating, dueling, back and forth.
She
got him going without any effort on her part or his, which was the ultimate in a mate
- a spiritual gift for his
Were
.  “I have to take off,” he broke away
, swearing und
er his breath.  Needing the taste of
her
, it’d been days.  With
incessant
male hardness, blood rushed the wrong head
.  “
I need to iron out some details with the
pack,
and I can’t scare them with this,” he said, pointing to his throbbing cock. 

Licking her lips, she offered, “Sure looks painful, want help with that?”

An answer came when Jayce
gently
guided Tatum
to
her
knees and brushed the hair from her face.
Daring her, “Let’s see what you
got.”
Challenge lit her blues, in return,
igniting
his whole freaking body. 
A zipper whispered, a heavy weight
overhung
, and
a
long moan left his body with the first
touch of her wet tongue.  “Where…
ah
…would I be…
um
…without your wicked…
shit
… little mouth,” he hissed through clenched teeth, closing his eyes and tilting his chin heavenward. 
Tightening
fists at his side, he suddenly feared
touching her, going
crazy
with the rough stuff
.  He’d gone too long
without, and that was
a dangerous thing. 
His eyes snapped open when
she wiggled her tongue in the m
ost X-rated way.  “You are such a bad, bad gir
l
.
” Jayce nearly fell on her, knees weakening under her assault.

Bren s
olidified behind Tatum, running his long
fingers through her golden hair
b
efore kneeling behind her
.
   Jayce felt Bane’s presence on the upper floor before he misted again with Gage in tow.  Rock di
screetly tucked away on grounds, going for a run.
 
F
ew
precious moments have brought the three
together
lately
.

They would play
in this one
.

Bren grabbed
the back of
her ankl
es with
that
look in his eyes
.   Tatum
was
always
unsure of
it,
but
Jayce
knew what backed
it: a
n attentive and methodical l
over.
Bren
wouldn’t stop until his mate was sexually sated and barely walking.
And Jayce had fun riding along.
If Tatum could count on anything,
Jayce thought,
it would be Bren keeping every promise h
is eyes projected to hers.
   “I’m hungry,” Bren
warned, lifting the hair off the back of her neck, scrapping teeth along her spine.
Jayce heard the front buttons of her shirt dropping like pebbles to the ground, smelled the spicy scent of Bren’s lust. 

“Oh, damn.
” Jayce begged. “
Tatum, don’t
stop.”
  The pressure was mounting, boiling inside him. Lucky for him, she was eager to please. He weaved his fingers through her hair, resisting the urge to take over and fuck her mouth.  Tatum’s tongue was so wet and the glide liquid smooth all the way back, and she bit down right where he liked it. “I taught you well, hellcat.  A man could die this way….ah…fuck me hard…that’s it.”

Bren moved his can
ines to her skirt, shredding it the same as Tatum’s blouse.

“Hey!”
Tatum shouted, once freeing Jayce’s cock with an audible pop.  “This is my favorite bra,” she warned, “take it off nicely.”

“Bren,” Jayce couldn’t catch his breath. “I was about to come.” He had to stroke himself.

Bren slid his fingers under the black silk cups, circling her nipples before unclasping her bra with a flick of his finger.  Positioning himself underneath her, he placed his head between her thighs.  “We’ll keep the heels on, Tatum.” Bren stared up her body.  “Shake those tits for us.”  

She did.  Jayce loved Tatum’s breasts.  “Look at the way they swing, Bren.”

Bren’s voice held reverence.
“
Those
little smacking sound
s they make
when they
hit
her chest…umm.” A zipper whooshed and Bren had his dick in hand.  “Sit on my face while you blow the Alpha’s dick.”

Tatum planted her pussy right on Bren’s mouth with the start of instructions, “I like your nose…right…
yes
!”

Jayce braced himself over the two and pulled her head back to his.  “Open up, honey.” And he was home, pushing his
wide
mushroom tip
across
the roof
of her mouth and
teased himself
slowly.  As he gripped the base of his cock, he squeezed, trying to slow the buildup.  She moaned around him as Bren ate her.  
Slow licking sounds met his ears.  The smell of her liquid heat touched his nose. And all those whimpers and kitty purrs drew his balls to his ass. “Ah, Tatum, I just can’t stop it now.” 

She pulled back and tongued his slit a few times when Bren decided to go crazy on her pussy.  She was riding something, probably Bren’s fingers.  “
A swipe or two on her clit,
Bren,
and then
I’m taking over.” He fisted her hair and stilled her, waiting for Tatum to look up at him.  She did
immediately.  Her pupils were dilated her skin was flushed and damp.  Bren was jacking himself off underneath her, eating her as if it was his last meal.  “We’re coming together
.”

Jayce sc
ooped her up bridal st
yle, nuzzling her throat.  “I think it’s time we relax on the hammock
.”

“Oh yeah?
  You gave up a blow job just like that?  You smell what I want.” 
Jayce knew that
Tatum was highly pissed off
.  But blowing his seed in her mouth wasn’t what the three needed.  Together time was required,
very
together. “I want some cock, preferably two,
” she asserted, “
and I want it now!”
 

“
We can’t go days without sex
anymore.  Everyone's
too edgy. 
And if you weren’t a mixed blood, your little claws would be in my back
by now
,” Jayce laughed, lifting a
mocking
brow.

“You want nails in your back, Jayce?  Give me something to scream about, and you’re good to go.”  Tatum challenged.

“Ah
, Tatum, you’re getting your confidence back, and I like it.
But
you really shouldn’t dare your Alpha,” his voice a promising whisper
.  Jayce licked
her throat over her pulse, sweet and creamy soft.
“I
t’s something I can’t back down
from.”

“I love your taste
, love.” Bren was suddenly behind her
, willing away clothes
. 
Lowering
his
arousal slicked mouth
over
hers;
he kissed
her while in Jayce’s arms, thrusting his flavored tongue in and out.
  “I prefer to taste you
and
be inside you
.” 
Bren stepped back in all his nude glory.  Tatum’
s lips parted on a whispered
, “Whuh.”
 
No sm
ile, same ideas in his eyes, Bren
graced her with a slow wink when they resumed their trek to the oversized hammock
.

Jayce had to get in on the meal.  Slanting his mouth over hers, he tasted his mate’s sex and hardened to the point of breaking. 
“A
fter every hurdle
you’ve jumped these past years.” He praised her.
“
You’re finally blossoming into the playful young women I knew as a teen
.  I find it endearing and quite a relief.
”
For a moment, Jayce saw Bren’s tension noticeably ease
.
They were both waiting for Tatum to crawl back out of her shell.  Years of abuse couldn’t disappear in weeks, but she was doing well…considering.

“Look what’s waiting for us.” Bren
inclined his head toward the reinforced meshwork settled b
etween two rock solid palms. 

Jayce landed on the hammock with Tatum
straddling him.  “I enjoy rocking you.” Dark words sealed her fate. 

Tatum blinked down at him, fisting her hands on his pectorals.  “How
are we going to manage this
?”

“She’s so cute when she’s outrageously horny…and desperate.
”  Bren leaned ag
ainst the palm
,
taking in the view.  “
Taste
her nipples, Jayce.  I want to see her mouth draw up in that little bow before s
he begs you to stop and then to start all over again
.”

Jayce lifted her by the waist, easing her toward his
waiting mouth with one purely male
grin.  “I love your wide nipples, Tatum,
all rosy and mine.”  Drawing on
one, he kept a strong hand on the curve of her hip while the other flexed on her opposite breast, squeezing and releasing repeatedly. 

“It makes me cramp,” she said, watching what Jayce was doing to her, “but in a good way.” Every time the hammock
shimmied; Jayce
adjusted, though not so fast that they didn’t enjoy a bump or two - which was the
intended
purpose.

Still relaxing against the palm, Bren stroked his heavy cock with his free hand.  “Everything we’ll d
o you to you will be a good way.  Jayce…ready for dessert
?”

“I’m always ready.
”  Sliding his palm down Tatum’s center, he reached between their bodies and strummed her clit.  When she jumped, they rocked
again
.  “Where are my fingers going, hellcat?”

“Inside, deep…ah…there,” she panted, arching her neck and exposing her throat, “anywhere they want.”

“So they can go back here?” Sliding the juice from her wet sex to her ass, he stroked what was his.