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

by Scott, Talyn

  “Don’t hold back, Commander,” Mike insisted, his body bleeding out at the throat.

  “No!” Jude screamed, jumping from a metal beam, gaining momentum to land on the Gryph's back. “You’ll go down with him!”

  “This I know, cousin.” They were about to hit the open door, and Mike met the Commanding Vojak’s stare head-on. “Tell Tatum I have loved her deeply, since I was seventeen.” Oycher inclined his head and released the blades.

  Chapter 13

  Mike’s head bounced off the floor, stars dotting his vision. Jude pulled him up by the arm. “I think you should refrain from playing with Ardan another month or so.” Jude scooped Ardan from the floor with a firm hand, shaking his head no when the little guy tried to punch his nose. “The lad is beating you senseless.”

  “I’ve missed a month of playtime already,” Mike said, arching his back. He’d broken nearly every bone in his body from that damned fall, but even in his critical state, he had managed to carve Rannan’s beating heart from his chest with his own blade and ordered Tatum receive his offering, since he was in no shape to lay it at her feet. Even though she wasn’t the type who would receive deadened hearts of her enemies grandly, she’d learn in time that those offerings were better than flowers. That any dead adversary was a good adversary.

  With a smile, he patted his pocket where his grandmother’s ring hid, was going to slide it on her finger by dawn.

  “Moon’s getting high,” Jude said, his eyes glowing silver-white.

  Mike glanced outside. “I can’t believe they held a Joint Faction Meeting on full moon, never heard of such a thing.”

  “Believe it,” Jude said quietly, flinching when Ardan bit his forearm. “Jayce is sending in undercover operatives at every Academy. If there are any other questionable Younglings, we’ll find them and set them to rights.”

  Mike knew Jayce wouldn’t order Younglings killed. “I heard Oycher had already approached Jayce a couple of months ago regarding the Dynasty’s Academies, as well.”

  “He did.” Jude made a face when Ardan drooled on his shirt. “They’re combining investigations, if you will. Times are changing. Maybe we can make matters right for the little guy’s rule, huh?”

  “Maybe.”

  Tatum rounded the corner, her eyes immediately finding Ardan and then him. She walked into his opened arms and kissed his shirt over his heart, a habit of hers. When she looked up at him, she said, “Arian and Heath are fighting over the last rack of ribs. If you want anything else, I’d grab it now because food’s flying everywhere.”

  Mike kissed her forehead. “I’ve had enough food.”

  “I had to get out of there.” Renee walked in, wearing a retro ponte knit dress fresh from the sixties with matching knee-high boots. She snatched Ardan from Jude. Mike thought she looked like a tiny doll when holding him, the two-month old nearly reaching fifty pounds now. “Arian gets crazy when he’s allowed meat at the dinner table. I’ll have to give him a detox bath when we get home.”

  “Are you daft, lass?” Mike felt his eyes bug out. “A werewolf needs his meat.”

  “Don’t worry about it, Mike,” Arian rumbled from the kitchen. “As long as Renee gets in that bath with me while naked, she can call it detoxing or whatever else she likes.”

  Dru called out, “I swallowed some of Arian’s toxic blood. I’ll need one of those baths, too.”

  “Boys, there’s a little one present. Behave.” Renee swung her head away from Ardan’s prying fingers, gold loops dangling from her ears and catching her ebony hair. She spoke softly to her nephew, “Tell your papa he would heal a lot faster on a vegan diet.”

  Mike’s stomach rolled. “You’ll be teaching him none of that!” His hands spanned Tatum’s waist, his body craving what it hadn’t enjoyed completely in a while. She’d pleasured him with her mouth during the past week, but he hadn’t been in control, hadn’t fucked her properly. This would change tonight. “And I’ve healed just fine on a daily diet of meat, thank you for your concern.”

  Dru, Heath, and Arian joined them, Arian stroking his stomach in bliss. “You’d better get going,” Heath warned. “Jayce and Bren are misting inside the South marsh, meeting’s over.”

  Molly headed through the sliders, a phone pressed against her ear, her mouth in an angry line. “I told you, Mom,” she hissed, shooing Tatum and Mike toward the door. “Tatum’s giving Mike his sponge bath, and by the sounds of it, they’ll be at it all night.” She tapped her toe just the way Tatum did when she grew pissed. “Yeah? Well, how can I not be crude when I’ve learned all I know from you and Granny.” Heath curled his arm over her shoulders, his eyes glowing silver. “Besides, you can’t take a hint.”

  Mike could smell Tatum’s nervousness. He'd never co-mated with Jayce and Bren yet, and she didn’t know what to expect. And although carnal matters came naturally to all werewolves, particularly co-mating and working around one another’s bodies to sate their collective Mate; Jayce, Bren, and Mike had concluded a long discussion last night when Tatum slept, regarding how they would handle their first full moon together. However, if she had any qualms with accepting his werewolf, she needed to let him know before he went outside with her.

  Mike dipped his head, whispering against her ear, “Are you ready?” Keeping his face stoic, he hoped and prayed she wouldn’t ask for another month to pass before they truly started over new.

  She pushed the hair from her eyes, glancing at her baby sitting team, the Gladiators who were their family. “Thanks, everyone, for watching over Ardan tonight.” She tugged Mike through the door without another word.

  His breath left him. “When did you become so brave?” He picked her up and slung her over his shoulder.

  “I’m not,” she said with a giggle, smacking his ass as he descended the deck stairs. “I just remind myself that no matter what happens, it all seems to work out, and all that worrying I would have done doesn’t change my outcome one bit.”

  The surf was quiet tonight, the marsh even quieter. “You have that much faith?”

  “I believe in my males, Mike. I believe in you.” She wiggled, trying to get down as he grew taller, his muscles and bones expanding under the celestial pull, but he stayed her. “By the way, in the midst of your recuperation, I forgot to thank you for sending me the Gryph’s heart.”

  Ah, sarcasm was best served by the plush lips belonging to a bonny lass. “Do you still have it, love?”

  “In a jar somewhere in the back of the pantry, I think.”

  Mike grinned. “And what about your heart, where are you stowing it?”

  “You tell me,” she murmured as he slid her down his body, her legs automatically curling around his waist. “It’s in your hands.”

  His own heart gave a stutter. Could she mean what he thought she meant? He needed more, a confirmation of three words still unspoken by her. “It’s a beautiful night for healing love unrequited,” Mike coaxed, gripping the halves of her ass. He’d admitted he loved her every hour after he’d regained consciousness, told her daily no matter who was listening. “Does your conscious weigh a little heavy, lass, want to get anything off your chest?”

  Her lips pressed to his, her soft tongue seeking him out. Opening his mouth, he accepted her greedily, careful of his elongated canines. When she pulled back on a long sigh, he nipped her bottom lip, reminding her of his question. Tatum opened those incredible blue eyes of hers and searched him soul deep. “Everything’s going right, I’m nearly there. And even if my love isn’t blindly deep as it should be, it’ll be soon enough.”

  Only one word stood out in that statement, the rest floating away. “Did you say, your love?”

  She threaded her fingers through his long hair. “I love you, Mike Carter.”

  If he died right now…“And I love you.”

  Moving away from the main house, Mike tore away her clothes and carried her to the South side of the property where Jayce and Bren waited. She pressed her mouth to his throat, sucking the pu
lse hammering beneath his tangy skin while unbuttoning his shirt.

  “I want you so badly.” He nipped her chin in the way of the Were.

  “I had you only once and then I had to wait for you to recover,” she murmured, enjoying his body as it expanded into a colossal male. “Knowing what you can do with your body, that was pure torture.” His hands were still positioned beneath her ass, cupping her effortlessly. When she finally reached his last button, his shirt hung open and she latched onto his nipple, sucking the dagger shaped piercing first. She felt him tense and then tremble as she tugged with her teeth. Moving to the other nipple, she twirled her tongue around the loop, swirling.

  “Ah,” he warned, “you’re going to pay for that.”

  “I like paying,” she said around the loop. With one hand he lifted her out, taking his free hand to spank her between the legs in werewolf speed. Tatum had no idea how many smacks he inflicted on her, but the thrill shot up to her spot and she would have exploded if only he’d given her one more. “Please.”

  “Start our exchange instead,” he whispered. “Bite me like the female werewolf you are.”

  “I don’t have canines,” she whispered back, intrigued he needed this.

  “Bite as hard as you can, right around the silver dagger.”

  She stared at his nipple, wondering if she could do this. She liked the taste of Mike's blood, but the actually biting, she wasn’t sure of.

  “Please, Tatum. I need your aggression to feel your hunger for me”

  Closing her eyes, she parted her lips and bit him as hard as she could muster. The pop of skin exploded between her teeth before the rush of wine-like blood infused her mouth. She swallowed no more than three times before his inherent healing closed the small wound. Tatum looked up at him sheepishly.

  “It’s enough,” he groaned and then took her mouth, sharing a crimson kiss with her. “Thank you.”

  Finally, he eased her down onto a pile of soft blankets nestled between palms and low-lying brush. His shirt was off, but he only unzipped his pants, allowing the heavy weight of his cock to pop free. She loved Mike naked, but for some reason, he looked extra naughty this way. Reaching for his erection, she wrapped her hands around the velvet skin encasing scorching heat, his flesh pulsing in her palm.

  “You’re going to finish me before we begin.” Pulling away, he flipped her over. She spied Jayce and Bren walking towards them, both males naked, their skin colored and fueled by the moonlight. They were only in mid-transformation, which was still scary.

  Still, Tatum refused to be afraid. “Hello, boys,” she greeted them saucily.

  Jayce gripped the base of his cock, squeezing. “You’d better check again.” He pumped it a few times. “I don’t see any boys around these parts.”

  From behind, Mike spread her ass cheeks and licked her rim with his tongue, his piercings driving her insane. Her breasts swelled, her nipples tightening painfully. He stayed at her tight ring, circling around and around.

  “Come here, honey.” Jayce cupped her chin. “My cock needs a little worship service only you can provide.”

  She opened wide for Jayce, just as Mike elongated his tongue and buried it deep inside her ass. Someone started moving, maybe she did, but Tatum’s head started bobbing on Jayce’s delicious length. In turn, a rhythm was established for Mike’s tongue sliding deep inside her dark hole, twirling, and then pulling out until he nearly left her empty. She echoed everything he did on Jayce’s cock. Her mind went blank, her body only wanting to serve and be served by three males instead of her usual two.

  Everything felt natural.

  “Watch her mouth stretch around the root of your cock, Jayce.” Bren reached beneath her, pinching both nipples and then slipping his hand slowly down her stomach. “I want to see her swallow you.”

  “Oh, but the Alpha is claiming his pussy tonight,” Jayce bit out between clenched teeth. “That’s where my first load’s going, right between those rosy lips below.”

  When Bren reached her clitoris, he twisted and pulled, causing her to gasp around Jayce. Mike groaned, his hands digging into the globes of her ass, his claws starting to break skin. Bren dipped his fingers inside her pussy and licked the welts from her ass cheeks.

  With Mike invading her ass, Bren thrusting in her vagina, and Jayce filling her mouth, she knew what they were preparing her for. And if she thought she wouldn’t have the confidence to pull it off, all those thoughts suddenly vanished. Tatum wanted this.

  Bren pulled his face from her ass, kept his fingers going inside her in an opposite rhythm of Mike’s tongue, and found her breasts. When he brought her nipple in his mouth, he sucked hard before he bit down.

  Mike left her ass, latched his mouth onto her vulva, sucking in the same manner as Bren before sinking his canines on either side of her clitoris. Jayce’s cock left her mouth as she screamed from the shock of Mike’s bite, then screamed with the rush of pleasure it provided.

  “That’s it,” Jayce growled, completely changing into the Alpha. “Feed your males.” His eyes glowed an inhuman blue, his body lengthening and broadening, especially his cock. He bared his canines at her, telling her exactly what he wanted. She turned her head to the side and he lowered himself next to her, his tongue traveling across her throat, probing until he felt the pulse beneath her overheated skin. “My blood,” he snarled before he bit her, his tongue lapping beneath to encourage the flow.

  Mike was the first to release his bite, spreading her ass wide and dipping the head of his cock inside her wide opened vagina. Instinctually, her body always prepped for them during the full moon, and tonight was no exception. He shoved his way in until she felt his heavy set of balls smash against the throbbing bite mark he’d left on her vulva.

  When Bren released his bite on her breast, Jayce released her throat. Mike curled his arms beneath her knees, while keeping his sex buried deep inside hers, and positioned them over an awaiting Jayce.

  Still deep inside her, Mike lowered her pussy down to Jayce’s thickness, his Beast looking at her adoringly as he panted in his werewolf’s breathing. As she encased Jayce’s cock inside her moist heat, his sensitive cock rolled over Mike’s borings, groaning at the friction sliding on all sides.

  Bren stood over Jayce, rubbing his dick with his tanned fingers, his werewolf staying in mid-transformation. “That’s fucking sexy, Tatum. You look so beautiful swallowing two cocks between your legs. I’ve never seen you this way, the beauty of your ecstasy written on your face.” He bit his wrist and held it to her mouth. “Exchange with me on this night, so I may provide what’s due your body.”

  His blood filled her mouth as Jayce and Mike filled her completely, both males inside her to the brim. Mike’s head rested on her shoulder, his body trembling while holding back his orgasm.

  “I…can’t…fight it,” Mike growled in his distorted voice, and then started moving in werewolf speed.

  “That’s enough,” Jayce ordered Bren to pull his bloodied wrist away from her mouth. Jayce clawed his throat, spreading his fingers in her hair and drawing her to his neck. She lapped the Alpha’s blood, its flavor far different from Bren’s though she loved their tastes equally.

  Jayce pulled out and Mike pushed in, her body strumming for them. She released her mouth from Jayce and then moaned when Bren’s shaft brushed her bottom lip. “Open wide, beautiful.” He slid his length across her tongue as Mike pinned one shoulder and then Jayce the other. She couldn’t move her head while they pinned her, but Bren worked a slow rhythm over her lips as Jayce and Mike worked her pussy hard.

  She dabbed her tongue in Bren’s slit when he pulled away, only to hold back his orgasm. “The sight of her taking us three, I’m going to blow before I really get started.” He thrust back inside, his cock overflowing her mouth, the broad head of him hitting the back of her throat. The first spurt of come hit before Bren jetted in her mouth in rapid fire, one hot stream after the other. “I love you!” he yelled out.

  Jayce hiss
ed beneath her, his body tightening all over. Power flowed among them through his body, nature celebrating how they’d finally come together as one. When they stopped pinning her, their shouts and growls left their throats in tandem.

  “Jayce,” she pleaded, knowing he was doing that trick he always pulled by withholding her orgasms until she came with him

  “I can’t…hold,” Jayce moaned.

  Mike shuddered, pulling away from her pussy only to drive himself completely inside her ass. “I want to claim…it all tonight,” he groaned against her. “I can still feel…Jayce inside you.” With four demanding thrusts, Mike emptied himself into her ass. “I love you.”

  Jayce gripped her face between clawed fingers. In that moment, Tatum felt a surge of power from him she never had before. “Y-your powers are growing.” By instinct, she knew the Alpha’s voice when he entered her mind and said, ‘Love Mine’. She gasped in shock, her body riding out wave after wave of tortured ecstasy yet waiting for relief. “You’re in my head!” she cried out when her thighs stiffened.

  Jayce smiled wickedly, relishing their private connection just as much as she, where his Alpha could speak directly to his queen. That snarling voice commanded her once more, ‘Come, My Female.’

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