by Abby Blake
“They’re at the motel making sure that the pixies did their jobs properly.”
“Oh,” Skye said, feeling a little less downhearted just knowing that they were still in the area.
“They had hoped to be back before you woke up.”
“They did?”
“Of course they did,” Jennifer said with a strange smile on her face. “I got the impression that they were both in love with you. Why wouldn’t they be here? Don’t you like them?”
“Of course I like them. Hell, I’m in love with them, but…” She had to swallow that stupid lump of fear crowding her throat before she could force out the rest of the words. “But, they…they’re only attracted to me because they made me a vampire.”
“So what does that mean? Do they have other women? What about the vampires who made them? Holy hell, does that mean that every vampire they make is going to fall in love with them? Shit, no wonder vampires have an image that includes orgies and sexual deviancy.”
“Don’t believe everything you read,” Benjamin said as he and Samuel walked into the bedroom. Skye had been so focused on her own fears that she hadn’t even sensed them coming into the house, but she was very grateful to see her men. She just hoped that they weren’t coming to say good-bye. “The very fact that our own maker was able to resist us proves that the base attraction connected with the change can be denied. We only know of a handful of new fledglings, but only one of them, as far as we know, has a romantic relationship with her maker.”
“Oh,” Skye said, cringing at the nonword that was coming out of her mouth far too often lately.
“Baby girl,” Benjamin said, “please don’t leave us. We know it’s not going to be easy to build a relationship with all three of us, but can you please just give things a chance?”
“What do I do when you guys are working? I mean, don’t you travel all over the country?” Why was she arguing? This was what she wanted, wasn’t it? But then her sister’s words from moments ago lodged in her brain, and she had a hard time shoving them aside. How could they keep a relationship going if the men were always on a mission? Was it better to try and hold on to what might be or to make a clean break now before everyone got hurt? And, hell, was this even her thinking it? Moments ago she’d been ready to beg them to keep her.
Confused as hell by her own inner workings, she almost didn’t see the devastation of Samuel’s face. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” he said as he placed a calloused hand against her cheek. “Whatever you want to decide here will be fine. We just want you to be happy.”
“But I am,” she blurted out. “I mean I was…I will be…I want to try. I want to hold on to both of you.” She blinked away the tears filming her eyes as Samuel crushed her in his embrace.
“We want that, too,” he said in a voice tight with emotion.
She felt Benjamin’s hand touch the back of her head, the gesture very loving. “We’ve organized to take the next six months off active duty. We’ll find a compromise that works for all of us after that.”
“Okay,” Skye said as tears of joy and relief ran down her face. “I’d like that very much.”
“And I think that’s my cue to leave,” Jennifer said in a teasing tone. “I have…er…errands to run, people to see, things to buy. I mean I could be at least, I don’t know, two, three hours maybe.”
“Thanks, Jen,” Skye said gratefully. “You are an amazing sister.”
“Back at you, kid,” she said with a wink before leaving the room. A few moments later Skye heard her sister leave the house, pulling the front door closed tightly.
“Hmmm,” Benjamin said as he slid onto the other side of the bed. “Two, maybe three hours, whatever shall we do with the time?”
Skye giggled at his teasing tone, but moaned at the firm hands that caressed her all over. “M–Maybe we can read a b–book,” she said unsteadily.
“Only if,” Samuel said in between placing soft kisses on her shoulders as he peeled her shirt away, “it’s one of those ménage romance novels you were reading back at the motel.”
Embarrassment heated her blood. “You knew about that?”
It was Samuel’s turn at awkwardness. He stopped kissing her, seeming to weigh his words before he tried to explain. “It’s a standard mission protocol to monitor the upload and download streams in the same Wi-Fi and cell phone area. Wilson mentioned that someone was downloading sexy books.” She must have looked horrified by that news because Samuel started talking more quickly. “He had no idea who it was. It could have been anyone staying in that motel. He just mentioned it in passing, and we sort of figured it out because of the way you reacted to the books you were reading.”
She wasn’t sure that made it any better, but then Benjamin pushed the covers away, hooked his fingers into her pajama bottoms, and dragged them to her ankles. Thoroughly distracted, Skye moaned when he pressed hot, wet kisses against her flesh, pushing her legs wider as he managed to untangle the material from her feet.
The first touch of his tongue on her pussy was like coming home. Simply put, this was where she belonged, between her men. Samuel took her mouth, kissing her aggressively as Benjamin lapped at her folds in lazy counterpoint. Her entire body tingled as they each managed to ignite her arousal. Moaning softly, Skye dragged at Samuel’s clothes as Benjamin slid his hands under her thighs and lifted her pussy to his mouth. He started thrusting his stiffened tongue into her channel, fucking her hard and fast as she writhed against his hold.
“Please,” she said on a whimper, not really sure what she was begging for, but certain she’d go mad if they didn’t provide it.
“Do you trust us?” Samuel asked as Benjamin lifted his head and thrust his fingers deep into her pussy. They both watched her closely, waiting for her answer. She nodded frantically, willing to follow them to the ends of the earth if they’d just not stop what they were doing right now.
Benjamin’s fingers slid into her pussy over and over, her juices coating her thighs and running down the crack of her ass. His fingers followed, toying with the puckered muscle of her anus. She moved away, fear overriding her reassurance from just moments ago.
“Have you ever had a man in your ass?” Samuel asked as he seemed to watch the play of emotions over her face.
Breathlessly she tried to explain her reaction. “O–Only once. It hurt like hell, even several days later.”
Both men stopped moving. Their hands touched her, but they didn’t caress, didn’t arouse, didn’t enflame. She whimpered as she imagined their emotional withdrawal. “Please,” she begged. Holy hell, could she be any more pathetic?
“Shhh,” Benjamin said as he leaned over and kissed her, the taste of her own juices still on his lips. “You’re a vampire now, so you are much stronger than you realize. You also have two men who plan to take their time preparing you.” She nodded enthusiastically, so relieved that they weren’t about to leave the room that she almost missed the finger that probed her anus. Benjamin’s touch was gentle, soothing, not at all what she remembered of her one and only foray into anal play.
* * * *
Benjamin watched her closely, careful to move his finger slowly, making certain that she was enjoying his touch, not simply tolerating it. He and Samuel needed their woman to enjoy what they had planned, not stoically endure because she thought it was what they wanted.
But then Skye let out a little moan, coloring in embarrassment as she pushed against his finger in wanton need. That’s what he’d been waiting for. Samuel handed him the lube they’d bought earlier and went back to kissing Skye, caressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples, keeping her arousal high, as Benjamin pushed a second finger into her ass. He scissored them, gently loosening her anal muscles, watching closely for signs of discomfort.
When he added a third, her muscles pulsed around his fingers, caressing the invading digits, squeezing him harder as her orgasm approached. He leaned over her, capturing her clit with his lips, using them to nibble and caress the taut bud.
She cried out, lifting her hips and then pushing down onto his fingers, over and over again, her need obvious, her movements frantic. He sucked on her clit, flicking the swollen flesh with his tongue, tormenting her until she exploded into orgasm.
Benjamin moved back, dragging at his clothes, desperate to be inside her. She was still screaming her climax when he lifted her hips and thrust his cock straight into her pussy. He rode her orgasm, loving the feel of her pussy walls grasping and releasing his erection. Over and over he thrust into her, groaning his own delight as he nearly lost himself in her sweetness.
Eventually they gentled her with long sweeping strokes and soft kisses as she caught her breath and finally stopped shaking all over.
Exhausted, she let Benjamin move her pliant body to the position he wanted, and she didn’t flinch at all when he pushed his fingers back into her ass. He lifted her legs higher, tucking her knees close to her chest, as he lined his cock up with her back passage and slowly breached the tight ring of muscle.
She moaned, trying to lift onto him, but he controlled her, stopping her movement, wanting to make this experience perfect for her. He ground his teeth together, controlling his own need to take her forcefully. In and out slowly, the gentle rhythm not nearly enough to satisfy them, but the absence of pain very important to all three.
Samuel rolled off the bed, stripping his clothes away as he nodded to Benjamin. He eased out of Skye’s ass as Samuel lay down on the bed beside them.
“Ride him, baby girl,” Benjamin said as he helped Skye lower onto Samuel’s cock. All three of them moaned as she took him deep and leaned forward to press her lips against his mouth. Samuel had his legs hanging over the edge of the bed, his hands wrapped around Skye’s knees so that she wouldn’t slide off. That left room enough for Benjamin to step between their legs, his cock pulsing pre-cum as his best friend and his woman fucked each other. He caressed her ass, happy to just watch for the moment, but then Samuel slid his hands higher, opening her ass cheeks, and the temptation to join in was suddenly irresistible. Samuel held her still, pressing her down against him as Benjamin pressed his cock against her ass and prepared to slide home.
* * * *
Skye was on the edge of a precipice, so turned on that even being held down wasn’t helping to cool her arousal. But then Benjamin pushed his cock against her ass, and suddenly she needed to be joined to both of them more than she needed orgasm.
He moved slowly, easing in and backing away in short, slow thrusts, giving her body time to adjust, before moving a little deeper, pushing a little harder, thrusting a little faster.
She moaned at the delicious sensations swirling through her, gasping as unexpected orgasm pulsed through her. But it was the reaction from her men that tipped everything into overdrive.
Groaning their pleasure, Benjamin and Samuel lifted her between them, thrusting in counterpoint, one slamming in as the other pulled out. They hadn’t been kidding about the vampire part. Not only didn’t it hurt, but it also sent her into the most heart-pounding, soul-stirring, breath-stealing orgasm she’d never imagined.
Screaming, unable to stop herself, she worked with them, slamming down onto Samuel’s cock, lifting up onto Benjamin’s. Both men groaned, their cocks seeming to grow a moment before they pulsed deep in her body, both pushing to the hilt, holding her close, caressing her lovingly.
Her own climax swelled, bursting over her one more time in a flood of liquid heat.
Pinned between her men, all three of them panting for air, Skye knew without a shadow of a doubt that this was where she belonged. It didn’t matter where the attraction had first come from, it only mattered what they did with it.
“I love you. I love you both,” she said breathlessly, grateful for vampire hearing that would have helped her soft words make it to their ears.
“Thank fuck for that,” Benjamin said with a laugh. “We were quite prepared to keep you prisoner in this bedroom until you realized just how much we both love and need you. Be ours, Skye. Stay with us always.”
She nodded, tears gathering in her eyes as she kissed Benjamin over her shoulder. The angle was awkward, the connection difficult, but with Samuel kissing the other side of her face, the sloppy kiss was somehow perfect.
“We love you, sweetheart,” Samuel said against her ear, “and we’re never letting you go.”
“You’re stuck with us, baby girl,” Benjamin said with a laugh.
And she couldn’t think of any place she’d rather be stuck.
Epilogue
Benjamin watched Skye and Samuel play in the snow, stifling a laugh when a large snowball hit Skye in the stomach, smashing to pieces and flinging the soft ice in every possible direction. She screeched with laugher, dodged the second ball Samuel lobbed her way, and returned the favor, catching Samuel high on his forehead. He smiled, growled, and then made a show of chasing her at preternatural speed around the huge snowman they’d just finished building.
Skye had thought them crazy when they’d suggested a holiday at a ski lodge in the middle of nowhere. Fortunately, when they’d explained that the lodge was owned by bear-shifters and for six weeks a year they restricted bookings to only paranormal visitors, she’d been more than happy to let go of the very human idea of a beach holiday. While a moonlit beach stroll did sound appealing, it was the short nights and long days that made the trip impractical. This high in the mountains, this time of year, they could literally go days without seeing the sun. A much better environment for vampires.
Dyson and Thomas appearing in front of him was annoying as hell.
Dyson grinned, patting Thomas on the shoulder when the wolf looked green enough to throw up. Despite the fact that every member of his squad was prepared to use slip travel in an emergency, it was not a favored transport for any of them—well, except for Dyson, Angus, and Alex, who’d been born to it. Everyone else ended up feeling nauseous, werewolves and vampires included.
“What do you want?” Samuel asked in a grumpy-sounding voice. They’d been on vacation for less than three months.
The investigation into the case had been closed a few weeks ago even though they hadn’t been able to trace the e-mail that had originally tipped them off. Considering that the unknown sender potentially saved dozens of lives, the Judiciaries had decided to leave well enough alone—for now. The club owner had also been found innocent of making a false report. He hadn’t even been at his bar that night, so he was unlikely to be the one who made the call. They were still piecing together who their former boss had actually been. The current theory was that he took on the identity of his maker after the vampire had died and that was how “Ritchie” had been able to work his way into such a high position in the PUP teams. Who he’d been before becoming a vampire was still unknown.
Samuel, Benjamin, and the rest of PUP Squad Alpha had already been cleared of any wrongdoing and were approved for active duty once more. But it was because of the woman heading over to them that they’d decided to take the full six months’ leave. Sure, they’d ironed out most of their issues in the first month or two, but just spending time together uninterrupted had been what Benjamin, Skye, and Samuel had been enjoying the most.
“Sorry, Skye,” Thomas said as he greeted her with a brief hug, “but we have a situation developing, and we could really use your husbands’ help.”
“Sure,” she said with a bright smile to hide the worry he knew she was feeling. “I’ll just go grab something to drink.”
Benjamin wanted her to stay, wanted to call her back so he could hold her in his arms, but he also wanted to hear what his squadmates had to say before upsetting Skye needlessly. It was obvious by Thomas and Dyson’s demeanor that they had a serious problem on their hands.
Samuel arched an eyebrow as he moved closer and then waited for Thomas to explain.
“Human police have reports of three murders in the past two days. All of them are victims of pixie assassins. The victims have all been human, Ben.” He shook his head as if
he still couldn’t quite believe the information himself.
“They’ve always restricted their activities to paranormal beings. Why would they suddenly go after humans? It doesn’t make any sense. Do we know who hired them?” Pixies never worked for free, so it was very likely someone else was paying for the assassinations.
“We’re not sure,” Dyson said, looking very uncomfortable. “None of the human victims had any paranormal contact. They didn’t know each other. All three were from different socioeconomic backgrounds. The only thing they had in common was their age, twenty-seven, and their gender, female, otherwise the attacks seem completely random.”
“Do we know how much the human police know, yet?”
“Wilson is working on it, but at the moment there seems to be very little information available in cyberspace. We’re not sure what that means, either. It could be a deliberate attempt to keep the information out of cyberspace and protect it from hacking, or it could simply be the lead detective is slack with his paperwork or a klutz with computers.” Thomas ran a hand through his hair, his agitation quite clear to someone who knew him as well as Benjamin did. “The one bit of good news is that Ronan Deeks is involved. He knows one of the police detectives assigned to the case, so we should be able to learn what the human police know as they discover it. We don’t have a hope in hell of containing this situation, but we need to find out what’s going on and shut it down quickly.”
“I agree,” Benjamin said, already wondering how he was going to explain to Skye why he was cutting short what was essentially their honeymoon. If it had been any other case, he would have handed over the mission to his team and trusted them to get it done, but with human victims piling up and their prime objective—protect paranormals from human discovery—being compromised they needed everyone on board.
