by Joyee Flynn
“If he would shift back he could,” I grumbled. I eyed over my mate carefully for any signs of aggression, but there weren’t any so I took a chance. “As your mate I command you to shift back and talk to me, or I will walk out that door and leave. I am not a threat to you, and it hurts me that this is how you’re treating me on our first meeting.” I heard a gasp of shock behind me but I ignored it.
Tyler whimpered before rolling over to expose his belly to me. I didn’t know much about shifters, but I knew that was a sign of submission for a wolf. “Please don’t make me. You won’t want me when you know how fucked in the head I am. Just leave me be.”
“I can’t do that, cub,” I whispered, a little shell-shocked I could hear him in my head. “If you want, I can see it all without you having to explain it to me.” I rubbed his stomach as he eyed me warily. “I’ll be gentle, I swear it to you. If I drink from you, then I can see your memories.” He started to shake again. “Or I could use my other gift and make you orgasm right here in the middle of the foyer with witnesses and embarrass you for being a bad mate.”
The air around him vibrated and suddenly I was rubbing Tyler the man. “That’s not much of a threat.”
“I know it’s not,” I replied cheekily. “But it still worked.” He nodded and bared his neck to me. I moved over him, not giving two shits where we were or who was watching.
“Wait, shifter blood affects vamps—” one of the men behind me started to warn. I rolled my eyes, letting my mate see me, which got a smile from him.
“I’m two thousand years old. I know what shifter blood does to us. I just met my mate so it sounds like fun to me.” I eyed over my mate with a lecherous look. “Oh yeah, good times will be had by all.” I didn’t wait another moment, sinking my fangs into his neck as gently as I could.
“Oh god, that feels good,” Tyler cried out and wrapped his legs around me, humping my larger form. He wasn’t small, but since I was six seven, almost everyone was smaller than me. “This wasn’t what I felt when they bit me before.”
I grunted that I understood him as I drank his blood down. He was like drinking liquid lava, so it was hard to focus, but I pushed that aside and concentrated on the memories I was getting from him. After a few minutes, I knew why my mate thought he was such a freak. I pulled my fangs out of him and licked the bite closed before giving him an evil look.
“I know what you need, cub,” I growled as I reached down and fondled his hole. “And I will give it to you as soon as you pledge yourself to me and accept our mating.”
“Yes,” he whispered in awe as if he’d just met Santa Claus.
“We need someplace private,” I said to Barnabas, not even taking my eyes off my mate.
“Okay then,” he drawled. “Up the stairs, to your right, third door on your left.”
“Thank you, your honor.” I stood, my mate still wrapped around me. I gave them a quick nod, smiling as I saw their matching looks of shock. Then I raced up the stairs and found the room he had offered.
“I can’t believe you still want me after what you saw,” Tyler whispered into my neck. I kicked the door closed and rubbed my hands over his back.
“You think you’re sick because you liked parts of being captive, Tyler. It wasn’t the captivity or the abuse you liked. You just needed to find the right person who understands your desires.”
“And you’re that man?”
“Oh yeah,” I moaned as I pulled him off of me. He looked at me funny, but I was too busy taking in my fill of my mate. “Stand very still as I check out what belongs to me.” He shivered and nodded. Always a good sign. “Do you really want to be my slut?”
“Yes,” he whimpered.
“Good. Then bend over and show me what is mine. I want to see the tight hole I’m going to fuck all night.”
I knew I was going to because I was feeling the effects of his blood, and I was so damn horny already that I would hump the wall if it gave me relief. He did as I wanted, and I thought it was time to reward him. I focused on Tyler and let my gift flow. He cried out as he came and would have fallen over if I hadn’t grabbed him around the waist.
“Oh, cub, you are perfect.”
“I’m not a cub anymore,” he gasped, shaking from the force of his orgasm.
“You are to me. You’re thirty-two, and I just turned two thousand. That makes you a cub and I find that hot.”
“Then I’m your cub,” he groaned. I fondled his sac before throwing him onto the bed. I got undressed as quickly as possible as he stared at me. “You’re really hot.”
“The feeling is mutual,” I purred. “I saw in your mind that I don’t need to stretch you or find slick to fuck you because I’m your mate, right?”
“Yes, that’s true.” He nodded as his cock leaked at the idea. Good, because it turned me on, too.
“Spread your legs wide and act like a proper slut, begging for my attention,” I ordered with a feral grin.
“Please fuck me hard and fast,” he pleaded, giving me the show of a lifetime as he practically did the splits with his legs in the air. Nice to know he was that flexible as well. “Pound your huge meat into me until I pass out. Use me as you see fit.”
“Good cub,” I praised as I crawled into bed with him and moved my body over him. I placed my cock at his hole and pushed in just a bit, allowing his body to adjust. I’d seen in his mind that wolves produced a natural wetness when coupling with their mates, and his body would stretch itself out to prepare for me. “Hands over your head.”
“Are you going to pin me down and fuck me?” The lust shining in his beautiful bright blue eyes let me know just how much he liked it.
“Yes, until we get some restraints and chains, that will have to do.” I didn’t wait for an answer, shoving my cock into him fully. God, he felt like heaven! “Oh cub, I’m going to fuck you so good. My horny, slutty cub is perfect.”
“Thank you,” he whispered, the emotions he was struggling with coming to the surface.
“My pleasure.” I covered his wrists with one hand, holding him down as I moved one of his legs around my waist. I started a punishing pace, loving the little wolf howls he made as I fucked him exactly how he wanted. “Are you going to be my personal slut, Tyler? Will you cater to my every desire and give yourself to me always?”
“Yes, yes I’m yours, sir!” I hated that sir shit.
“Maverick,” I grunted, wanting to smack myself in the head when I realized I’d not even told him my name. “My name is Maverick, but everyone calls me Mav.”
“I like it.” He leaned up and licked my neck. “Can I claim you, Mav?”
“You better,” I snarled. I felt his teeth sink into my flesh and our bond snap into place. “You’re mine now, Tyler, and I will take care of you from now on, cub.”
“Will you love me, too, one day?” I could hear the fear in his voice and feel his emotions. Tyler knew he was a good slut and wild in bed but didn’t think anyone could love him because of it.
“Yes, cub. I will love my mate as much as his body,” I pledged. “Now come for me.”
He pulled his teeth out of my neck and screamed out my name. I felt his body clamp down on me as he filled the space between us with his seed. I followed him right over, filling him up as I kept thrusting into him.
Once didn’t seem to be enough.
“How do you want it next?” I asked, the last of my cum not even having left my body yet. “You want me to pound into this sweet ass from behind as I pin you down to the bed?”
“Yes please,” he begged. I pulled out of him and flipped him over. Then I shoved my still-hard cock right back into his willing hole. I pushed his shoulders down to the bed, keeping my hand there so he stayed still as I moved the other one to his hip.
I fucked him hard and fast again, talking dirty to him the whole time until he came so hard he looked ready for a nap. I demanded my slut give me more and he did. After the fourth time, he finally passed out. I was still hard and wanting, but we’
d taken the edge off so I could deal.
I moved him to the side of the bed we didn’t get dirty and went to the adjoining bathroom for a cloth. I wet it with warm water and then went back to my mate, cleaning him up. When I was done, I crawled into bed next to him and pulled him into my arms. Tyler seemed to know, even in his sleep, it was where he belonged because he snuggled up against me.
I was tired, but not. I mean, my body was but my mind was racing. Would I be staying in America now? Should I bring Tyler back with me? Being mated to a warrior was always dangerous, but given my position as head of security to Caleb, Tyler could be in even more danger. I had a capable team. Any one of them could step up into my roll. Maybe it was time to let them and live a life with my mate.
“If you’re thinking that hard and not worn out, then I didn’t do my job right,” Tyler mumbled. I smiled, already loving his playful and adventurous side.
“Maybe you should use that smart mouth of yours and blow your mate so I can get some rest.”
“Will you spank your slutty cub if I don’t?”
“I’ll spank you if you do because we both know you want it. I’ll even smack your sac as I saw in your head that you like.”
“I do like that,” he groaned as he turned over and moved down my body. My obedient mate swallowed me right down, enthusiastically sucking on me as if I was his new favorite toy. Yeah, I could get used to this treatment from someone who wanted to love me. I think I needed him as much as he needed me. Both of us were tired of being alone. And given what he needed sexually was exactly what I wanted to give him… We were the perfect fit.
Chapter 3
Tyler
My mate was a god among men with his slightly wavy jet-black hair and smoky gray eyes. And then there was his body with all its glorious, bulging muscles. He was strong enough to hold me in wild positions, fuck me against the wall as he held my weight, and toss me onto the bed like I weighed nothing. I wasn’t heavy, but at six one and one seventy, I still found that impressive.
Mav was an animal in bed, and I didn’t think it was just because he had my blood in him. He fucked me against the wall, then against my door with my chest against it, three times in the shower, once on the bathroom floor, several times in the bed, and pretty much all around the room until I lost count.
And it wasn’t just about the sex. No way. He was kinky and commanding during the action, but when we were done, he was so tender with me. My mate would clean me up, make sure my ass was okay and he didn’t get too rough with me, and then he’d pull me into his arms. I felt wanted and precious to him. He asked me all kinds of questions about myself even though I knew he’d seen my memories.
When I asked him why he was doing that, he simply told me that he saw my memories as I had but that didn’t mean he knew how I felt about things. He wanted to know my desires and how to make me happy. If we hadn’t already been lying down, I might have fallen over in shock. Since when did anyone care what I wanted?
But I asked him about his life, too. Mav admitted to me that he’d become depressed recently and started to wonder if there was ever going to be more to his life than helping others all the time. I thought my mate had long since paid his dues being a warrior and deserved some happiness of his own… And I was determined to give it to him no matter what I had to do.
We talked sometimes in our mental bond. It made me feel so close with him, and I could tell Mav liked it, too. He said it made him feel like we were members of a secret cool-kids club that only we knew the handshake to. If he’d put it like that to make it me laugh, it worked.
A day and a half later we finally emerged from our room. Someone had been sending us up trays of food, but we decided to get back to the real world. We were walking into the massive dining room when I smelled something funny.
“I think we need to talk about something,” I whispered to Mav, trying to hold back a growl of desire.
“And what would that be, cub?” He raised my hands to his lips and smiled at me. “We need to feed you before you tell me how you want the next round of sex.”
“No, this is serious.” I saw his smile fall into a frown. “You know fae get two mates, right?”
“I’d heard that.” It was a split second before he realized what I was getting at and started sniffing the air. “There are too many people in the room and all I keep smelling is my scent on you.”
“Well, good thing wolves have a better sense of smell,” I replied with a snicker. “I can tell our mate is in here, but I won’t be able to single them out without shifting.” He was right that there were too many people in the room. There had to be almost a hundred. Mav had told me until everyone came and brought some of the fae to the designated locations, like he was to Greece, that they were double and triple bunking in rooms at various estates in their coven.
“Go find our mate before we lose him then,” Mav said nervously. Yeah, I wasn’t prepared for this development either. I give him a scorching kiss and quickly shucked my clothes before shifting. I gave an excited yip as he picked up my clothes. He shook his head and followed me as I moved through the crowd, sniffing out our mate.
My wolf whimpered when I found him. Holy shit, was he a big boy. He had to be well over seven feet tall with short blond hair and light brown eyes. He was stunning. He must have heard me because his head snapped from his plate to me. Then his eyes went big.
“Why is there a wolf in the dining room?” he asked hesitantly as he set his food down. He flinched when I leapt at him, shifting in midair. Part of me wanted to laugh when he grunted but then caught me.
“Because I’m also a man and you’re my mate,” I growled, burying my nose in his neck to get a better smell of him. Yep, he was our mate. “And your other one is here, too.”
“My gods, you’re naked,” he whispered as his hands landed on my ass. “Wait, my mate?”
“Can’t you smell me?” I asked but then I vaguely remembered Barnabas saying something that fae couldn’t smell their mates. Maybe? Shit, I hadn’t been paying attention.
“We don’t do things like that,” he answered as he carried me to a side door that led to a private living room. No one was there and I was glad we could have this conversation in private. “We figure out who our mate is during sex when the bond snaps into place.”
“Then let’s have sex.” He stared at me with wide eyes as if I’d suggested something crazy. “What?”
“Give me a minute here to catch up,” he mumbled. “I’m Asterio. I’m a fae warrior who crossed over to this world for the first time yesterday. I’m already spinning here, okay?”
“Well, now you have two mates that can help you learn to adjust to this world,” Mav said gently. I glanced over my shoulder and smiled at him. “Tyler and I met the day before yesterday and we’re still trying to catch up as well. I’m Maverick Danker but everyone calls me Mav. And you’re holding Tyler Gilroy.”
“I found you both at one time?” Asterio whispered as he sat down. His grip on me tightened, his hands moving to my back. I realized he wasn’t being sexual. It was more like I was his security blanket and he was freaking out. I held him as well, making wolf happy noises that were as close to purring as we could do. “And you’ve already mated?”
“Yes. Tyler smelled you when we came back up for air after a day and a half of our coupling. I’m the liaison who is taking some of the fae to Greece, so there is much I need to attend to before I resign.”
“You’re quitting?” I asked, turning in Asterio’s arms so I could see him. He’d talked about it but the fact he’d made a decision was news.
“Yes, cub. I’ve lived a long time and I’ve learned what is most important in the life we are given,” he answered with a smile as he moved forward. I rubbed my cheek into the hand he held out. “I might help out here or take a teaching role so new warriors can learn from my experience, but it’s time to live my life.” He gave me a wink and a hot smirk. “Besides, I have an insatiable mate. I’d never be able to handle my
job and take care of your needs.”
“He’s that horny?” Asterio blurted out, looking between us as if watching a tennis match. “I like sex, too. It’s just been a few centuries since I’ve had any.”
“How old are you? Am I mated to two old fogies?” I asked in a teasing tone.
“Over three millennia.” He scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion. “I don’t understand this word fogey.”
“Right, you’ve never been here before. Do fae ever get old looking and wrinkly?” He shook his head and then I was at a loss as to how to explain it. “It’s a human thing. You’ll catch on after watching some TV.”
“Why don’t you two get acquainted while I handle a few things,” Mav said gently, realizing, as I did, that our mate was feeling overwhelmed. “Asterio, I trust you will watch and protect our mate in my absence?”
“Yes, of course,” he answered.
“I’m not a child, guys.” I snickered, rolling my eyes. “I’m actually faster than vampires and hell, I shift into a strong ass wolf.” Mav gave me a look that clearly said no shit. Oh, right, he was trying to make sure Asterio didn’t run away or freak out if he was worried about protecting me. Damn, my man was smart!
“Here are your clothes.” He chuckled when I’m sure understanding lit up my face. “Get dressed and bring up a tray of food to our room with our mate. I’ll join you shortly.”
“If I obey, do I get a spanking?” I whimpered, already horny again. Wow, someone must have slipped some Viagra in the water supply the way I was acting.
He leaned over and nipped my neck with his fangs but not enough to draw blood. “I will spank my slut and then fuck him until he passes out again. Asterio can help. I think it will take both of us. But you have to be a good slut and show us how flexible you are.”
“Deal,” I moaned, wiggling on Asterio’s lap.
“That’s how you talk to your mate?” Asterio asked with a disapproving tone.
“He likes dirty talk and when I take charge—” Mav started to defend but I cut him off, turning around to face Asterio.
