by Rae Foxx
“And Saxon here was one of the ten.” Finn sounded impressed. Howl was caught between shock and awe and instead ended up looking at Saxon with puppy dog eyes.
I guess Saxon hadn’t elaborated on any of this while I was out.
Saxon nodded, “Yes, and my siblings created the colonies that dot the earth.”
“Well, aren’t we the mother fucking elite,” Tommy spat, his cigarette stuck to his bottom lip. “We got ourselves a Fae prince, a son of an Alpha wolf, the prince of the Vampires and the son of the demon king.”
“Don’t forget the daughter of a witch leader,” Howl added, the look of slap-in-the-face surprise we all had increasing.
“Holy fuck,” I gasped, every other expletive surrounding me as all the others put it together.
“We are the royals of the underworld.” Tommy sucked his cigarette dry and threw it away, instantly producing another one.
“Speak for yourself,” Finn said, brows pulled together.
“True. I guess you’re the only one that hasn’t made a deal with a devil. Although in Saxon’s case, I guess it was a deal with a freaky queen. Same thing.” Tommy spoke with a low, menacing growl that came from somewhere inside his chest. It was a sound I’d never heard before and he was directing it right at Saxon.
“Deal? What deal?” I asked, trying to keep the fearful tone out of my words. ‘Deals’ weren’t inherently bad. But when spoken of with a growl from a demon they were downright terrifying.
“He’s going to be the Queen’s lackey,” Tommy piped up, still growling.
“He did it to save her,” Finn piped up, moving to position himself between Saxon and Tommy as was his usual. This time, however, he wasn’t alone. Howl was right beside him.
“She would have died otherwise,” Howl added, his mind buzzed into my own and gave me a flash of memory.
Me, covered in blood. Pale. Not breathing. Okay, so I had died.
“I heard you tell the Vampire Queen that you would be a prince again to save my life. That’s how you got the blood… but I don’t understand why that is bad.”
“She will expect me to stay here with her. She will expect other things from me as well,” he hesitated, and my dead heart gave one painful pulse. I knew what was coming. “She does not acknowledge the bond between vampires and any other species. She does not recognize you as mine.”
“Like hell if I am going to let that go down!” I was already standing, but I jumped like a cricket, fists balled and up as I prepared to take her down. “She’s not taking you.”
“You can’t stop it. The deal has been struck.”
Rage pumped through my veins, the edges of my vision fading to a weird light as my mouth filled with saliva, as though I was thirsty. As though I was ready to bite.
What do you get when you combine an angry shifter and a vampire? A rabid dog. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was foaming at the mouth.
“We will have to un-strike it then.” Yep, totally spluttering.
“We can’t,” Saxon sighed, running his hand through his hair before gathering my hands in his equally as warm ones. Yep. Still weird. “If I hadn’t made the deal you wouldn’t have lived, my rose. If you had died...there’s nothing, no force in this universe that could’ve stopped me from seeking my vengeance for them taking my mate from me.”
I wanted to be all swooned and romanced by what he had said, I thought every girl wanted to be avenged by a heartbroken lover at some point in their life. But for the heartbroken love to make the stupidest deal of all time… yep, still pissed.
“No,” I said, nostrils flaring, as if that settled it.
I mean, it did. No way in hell was Vampire Bitch extraordinaire getting her hands on him.
“Look at the bright side,” Tommy said, slinging his arm around my neck and pulling me away from Saxon. “You still have the rest of us, and now we can abuse Saxon’s power to get us an army.”
I whirled, the twist of anger, confusion, and hope making a weird pretzel in the muscles of my back. An army of vampires, fighting against Nicky, my Dad, the witch covens, and however many students she had recruited to her cause.
After what had gone down in the cave, I knew that if we stood any chance of making it through this thing alive we were going to need more help. We had the Fae, but Nicky had everything else.
Damn it. We needed the vampires.
Which meant we had to suck up to Vampire Bitch.
“Okay. We use her. You use her,” I rounded on Saxon, finger-wagging in his face as I snarled. “But you don’t let her touch you, and after all of this is over, I will get you away from her.”
“That’s not--”
“Nope!” I said, covering Saxon’s mouth as I interrupted him and stepped closer, all of the others crowding around us. “I’m going to do it.”
There was hardly any space between me and Saxon now, just a bit of air and an intense heat that made everything feel heavy.
Desperate.
Hot.
“But I belong to her now.” He could barely get the words out, and even though his voice was sad. I didn’t miss the hope in his voice.
“Then I guess I will have to stake my claim.”
Chapter 5
“Stake?” Saxon stuttered, the word choking in his throat. Only then did I realize what I had said.
“Not like that,” I teased, hand flat against his chest, right above the heart that was as dead as mine. Except, with all my heightened sensations I swear I could feel a low pulse, one tiny stutter of exhilaration. The same exhilaration that I could taste in the air, smell drifting off his skin.
Warm against my own.
“Although, I guess I could say peg.”
Saxon swallowed with an audible gulp. Howl snickered before Finn shut him up, the flash of blonde hair whipping through my peripheral vision. I didn’t turn. I stared at Saxon, closing the heated air between us micro-step by micro-step.
Dust and air twisted as it raced away and I gripped his hips, pulling him even closer. Pulling his hips against mine.
“Aren’t I the one that’s supposed to do the pegging?” He asked, his voice choking as his eyes flashed with a grey that was close to steel.
“No, I’m staking my claim.”
He shook with his exhale, but before he could release the breath, I captured it, swallowing his taste as I devoured his lips.
I had kissed Saxon a hundred times. He had kissed me a hundred times. But I had never felt a kiss like this. Never felt the tiniest flutter of exhale against my skin, the whisper of his passion as it dripped from his tongue. I had never tasted the heat of love as it passed between us. Hell, I had never tasted love. I never even knew that love had a flavor, that it could. But I tasted it now. It was like sugar if it was made with baby’s tears and fairy kisses.
I didn’t even care that neither of those things were a thing. They were a thing now, and I never wanted to eat anything else ever again. I could live off of this. I wanted to live off of this.
I dipped my tongue into his mouth, desperate to devour the flavor. To taste as much of it as I could.
God. I wanted to bite him. To find more of that flavor and suck him dry.
Suck.
The need to bite was growing, my mouth flooding as I kissed him. As I could have sworn I felt my canines elongate.
My vampire instincts were taking control, the overwhelming taste of what I now recognized as his blood mixing with the sensations of his hands running down my spine, or my hands flattening against his chest and feeling his lungs heave and gasp in need.
I was about to lose control and we were only kissing. I didn’t know how I was going to be able to keep my wits about me when I unsheathed him.
When I pushed him inside of me.
‘How about when we are all inside of you,’ Howl provided and I almost passed out at the thought.
God, I was fucked.
‘Or you are about to be.’ Howl sharing his internal monologue was not making this any easier.
“Mmmm,” Saxon moaned, kissing me deeper as I shivered in his arms, the shiver increasing to a wash of heat and fireworks as his teeth nipped at my lower lip.
“That’s it,” I snapped pulling away, losing control completely. I don’t know what happened, his shirt was on one second, and on the floor in shredded ribbons the next.
“Well then,” Saxon said in a voice that was pure sex. The taste of his voice on the air enhancing the angel wing and baby butt taste.
Or was it baby tears? I was having trouble thinking through the firestorm of sensations that Saxon’s sex voice taste was doing to my brain cells.
“Two can play at this game,” Saxon growled, pulling me closer and removing my shirt as quickly. Fabric littered the floor as shirt and pants and all the underthings were shredded in piles on the dark stone.
“Now I can claim you,” I peppered him in kisses as I spoke, leaving a trail over his neck, and his collarbone, between his pecs and down the thin line of hair that led me lower... Lower…
“I am going to leave my scent all over you,” I said, now licking his hips and the crease of his thighs and his groin. He let out a low moan, his hand tangling in my hair as he tried to guide me toward the pulsing erection that was growing towards me, trying to reach me.
I wasn’t going to give into him that easy. Silly vampire, thinking that he was in charge here.
I was going to make him wait even longer now.
“She won’t dare to touch you,” I promised, even though I had no idea how true that was, but I didn’t care. I gave my other mates a sly grin, a promise of a turn that was coming, with everything so heightened I wasn’t going to miss out on the opportunity to feel them all inside of me.
They all smiled and I turned back to Saxon, nipping my lips against the very tip of Saxon’s erection.
Screw baby tears, this was fairy farts dipped in sex and honey. My chest tightened, my legs shaking with need as I opened wide and took him all into me.
So much for making him wait. I couldn’t control myself anymore. I needed to taste him. To smother myself in this electric storm of pleasure.
Ripples of energy radiated from my throbbing need as I slid Saxon’s cock over my tongue, each drop of precum that fell into my mouth flooding my senses and sending that electric storm into a web over my skin.
Monster testicles! I couldn’t wait anymore. I leaned into him, plunging him deep into my throat. Deeper and deeper until I reached his base, my nose pressing against his groin, my mouth opening wider. With a hiss that was more like a hungry sigh, I plunged my temporary fangs into the tender skin right above his cock.
Saxon moaned, shook, and pressed my head against him with a force that might have scared me. If I wasn’t experiencing pure ecstasy.
Blood splashed over my tongue, that same flavor as before filling my mouth with a deep resonance and bite. Flavor intensified, like concentrated orange juice. This was just concentrated Saxon. Taste buds popped against the blood, my stomach swooping eagerly as it mixed with the sensation and the taste of his flesh in my mouth.
Fairy wings. Baby laughs. Glitter. Red bras and late-night pizza. It tasted like everything wonderful.
No, it tasted like a fucking orgasm.
Tommy tasted emotions as he scented them in the air, and I could taste them as I kissed him. However, this was different. This was me feasting off the emotion and life of my prey. My prey as a vampire. So similar. So different. Just as intense.
Every cell in my body expanded, that light and electricity shaking through my veins as I shook, as I sighed. As I came.
Hard.
He slid out of my mouth as my back arched, his blood dripping down my throat and over my lips as I heaved and gasped before collapsing into a heap on the stone floor. All those expanded cells closed up like an accordion, leaving me tense and tight and wrapped in ecstasy.
The tension loosened as all of my mates circled around me, their hands everywhere as they held me. As they lifted me back to standing, their bare flesh pressed against mine. Eager, were they?
Fine with me.
All four of them pressed themselves against me, supporting me with their hands and chests and hips as the already assaulting ecstasy of that one orgasm threatened to push me over the edge.
Problem was, I didn’t know where that edge was. Or what was beyond it.
Good thing I didn’t fucking care. Didn’t have much of a choice either, they had already shed their clothes and that precipice was coming perilously close.
I was going to fling myself off it, but I was going to do it on my own terms.
“Wait,” I snapped, my legs wobbly beneath me as I pulled back. Unfortunately, with my super vampire strength, I didn’t so much as step away as I did shove them away. Saxon and Tommy stood smirking as both Finn and Howl staggered back. Try as he might, Howl was unable to catch his balance and ended up stumbling into the wall behind us.
First, I grasshopper my way into flashing my ass and now I’m shoving them around like I have fucking telekinesis.
Okay, this could actually be fun…
“Wait,” I said, pushing the same level of seduction into my voice that Saxon had fixed me with. They all shivered, moaned, and sighed in turn. Looks like I had the same effect on them as Saxon did on me.
Maybe it was a vampire thing.
Another thing in my arsenal.
“Wait,” I let the word whisper out with even more passion and the boys melted beneath me. Well, all but Saxon who was grinning with unmistakable pride.
“Come here.” It was all I needed them to say for them all to come my way, slinking as though they were pulled on a string, their cocks lifting as though I had commanded them to.
Their eager smiles turned to shock as whatever seductive qualities I had pulled them to me, Saxon folding his arms as he watched. So, this was clearly a vampire thing, and if I had to guess, it was a vampire thing that Saxon had used on me in the library that first time that I had seen him.
I wasn’t mad, more intrigued. And perhaps a little interested in giving him some payback.
He was my target anyway.
“You,” I said, curling my finger toward him, curling it in as I brought him closer. His smile spreading with each step I brought him here.
“You are mine.”
“I am.” His smile vanished, he was stoic as I pointed to the ground and he dropped, lying flat on his back as if I had forced him there. His full erection stood on end, beckoning for me to impale myself on it.
Kneeling over him, I let my hair fall around us, those vampire eyes staring back at me as I slowly sat on him, as I placed the head of his staff against my opening and slowly, slowly took him inside of me.
“You are mine,” I repeated, but he only gasped, nodded, and pressed his lips together in a sheer attempt at control. “And you won’t let that Queen touch you.”
“Ivy, I--” his eyes snapped open and I pulled him out, lifting my hips as I raised my eyebrow. He moaned at the tease and shifted on the rock.
“You won’t let that Queen touch you,” I repeated, digging my eyes into his as I willed my super-powered vampire persuasion to bend him under my will.
“I won’t let her touch me.”
“Good. Because your cock belongs to me,” I lowered onto him again, my back arching as he bottomed out, eyes widening at the unfamiliar warmth of his cock as it twitched.
Howl and Finn stood on either side of me, stroking themselves as they watched me ride Saxon, Tommy breathed deeply as he moved closer to a different kind of ecstasy.
“Your cock belongs to all of us,” I added as my eyes met Howl’s, and I leaned forward, baring my ass to him.
There was no hesitation as he kneeled behind me, his fingers pressing against the wet between me and Saxon as I ground myself against him, scooping up the slick and wiping it against my asshole.
One touch of his finger against the pucker and I moaned, arching my back more as I stilled and gave him access. He didn’t
even take it slow. The head of his cock pressed into me, and then burrowed deep and hard, just as Saxon did. The two of them fucking me in tandem.
“God, Ivy. You’re going to do me in,” Howl growled, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back, my mouth falling open automatically as both Tommy and Finn stood at the ready, each of them taking turns to let me lap at them.
To touch each other.
Fuck!
So much pressure. It filled me. It swelled inside of me with a heat and a pressure that I knew, in a mortal body, I could never take. Even in the supercharged state of the vampire blood that was infecting me I was barely keeping it together.
I was going to lose it. I was already screaming. Heaving as Tommy and Finn pressed themselves closer. Lightning shooting through veins and muscles with every pulse and throb of the cocks that filled me.
Fuck.
I was going to come.
God, the pressure was like nothing I had ever felt before--
“Saxon!”
What the fuck? Ice filled the room and everything froze. So much for coming.
“Saxon!” the voice called again, this time clearly coming from the door. Everyone froze as we turned, My hips still grinding against Saxon where I rode him, even as Howl pulled out of my ass and we all turned to stare at the newcomer.
It was the same vampire from the stone hallway. Valor? Valor the vampire stared straight at us, hunger clear in his eyes as he stepped forward, licked his lips, sent an unmistakable twitch through the tent in his pants.
I don’t know if he thought he was going to get an invitation, but he was only met with growls and hisses from my four guys. I could take him, but one step closer, and I wouldn’t have to.
“What do you want, Valor?” Saxon asked from underneath me, looking at the ceiling as his fingers dug into my hips, pushing me into him and reigniting all of that ecstasy as his cock twitched.
God, if he wasn’t careful, I was going to come again, and with a vampire watching. Saxon met my eyes and smirked.
