by Joyee Flynn
“Oh, okay, so I’ve only had vanilla,” Asterio mumbled. “I’m not sure what sex has to do with ice cream, but I do like ice cream.”
“There’s all sorts of ice cream, like types of sex,” Tyler explained patiently with a smile as Asterio set him on his feet. “Vanilla is considered plain ice cream, no extra stuff added. So when people talk about plain sex, missionary style, very calm and reserved, they just say it’s vanilla.”
“But you were just in that position with Mav and it wasn’t very reserved.”
“No, not all missionary is vanilla,” Tyler purred, leaning forward to lick Asterio’s nipple. “We threw on some hot fudge, whip cream, and lots of cherries and nuts.”
“I like nuts,” Asterio whispered in a breathy tone. “You want me to take charge of our coupling, yes?”
“Uh-huh.” Tyler looked a little like his brain had left the building at the question. But then again, his cock was so hard and leaking I didn’t think there was much blood left for the rest of his body.
“Good,” our massive warrior growled. He spun Tyler around and pushed him over the side of the couch, spreading his legs wide. I watched as he pushed his massive cock into Tyler slowly. “You will suck Mav off, take him all the way in your hot little mouth. When you are close to coming, I want to hear you scream your pleasure as he comes all over your face.”
“Yes,” Tyler whimpered. I quickly grabbed my undershirt and dipped it in the glass of water I had brought in with me before cleaning myself up. By the time I was done, Asterio was fully inside of Tyler, who seemed to be loving it. “Oh god, Mav has such a fat cock that stretches me perfectly. But I’ve never taken anyone so long before. Fuck! You use my hole so good. Slap me!”
“What?” Asterio gasped, pulling back out of him immediately. “I will not hit my mate!”
“No, his ass,” I said gently, when Tyler buried his head in the cushions in shame. “Not beat him. Spank his firm ass.” Asterio gave me a worried look but nodded. He did as I said, Tyler moaning and squirming. “You wanted to try new things and not have vanilla sex. This is what our mate likes.”
“I find I do, too,” he whispered in awe, staring at the handprint he’d left. “Promise to tell me if I hurt you, cub.”
“I will,” Tyler mumbled as he lifted his head and looked at me. He mouthed thank you and I smiled. I moved to kneel on the couch, my dick level with his face, and he got the idea. Tyler took me into his mouth as Asterio spanked him and thrust back in.
“You feel wonderful, my mate.”
Tyler moaned, his eyes almost rolling back in his head as he sucked me off. With all this stimulation, I wasn’t going to last long. I ran my fingers through his hair, grabbing a handful as I started thrusting into his mouth. Tyler went wild, trying to push back to take more of Asterio’s dick as he swallowed mine.
“Be still,” Asterio commanded as he slapped Tyler’s ass hard. Our mate nodded as we gave him what he wanted… What we wanted.
A few minutes later, Tyler whimpered and I let his head go, pulling out of his mouth. He gave me a nod and screamed.
“I’m coming. Oh fuck, I’m coming. Am I a good slut, Asterio? Will I get more of your cock?”
“Oh yes,” he grunted as I stroked myself fast. I liked the idea of blowing my load all over Tyler’s face and was glad Asterio had thought of it. I’d never done that before, but the idea was hot. “You please me very much, my hot slut. You will make a wonderful mate.”
“Yes, I’ll be a good mate,” Tyler agreed immediately.
“Do you pledge yourself to us and only us forever?” I asked, cupping his cheek with my free hand.
“Yes, always.”
Asterio gave me a look of understanding and added a question of his own. “Will you always come to us for your needs and ask for what you want, trusting us to give it to you as mates should?”
“Yes,” Tyler whimpered, “I will never look to any other. I will be faithful and love you both.”
“Good, cub,” I praised as Asterio leaned closer to me and tilted his neck. I took the offering, sinking my fangs into his neck. As I drank him down, I felt weird. His blood wasn’t like Tyler’s or any other I’d ever had before. I felt almost bespelled.
That was odd. But I pushed the thought aside as I came, spraying cum all over Tyler’s face and roaring out my release. Well, I’d had my first ménage. It was better than I’d ever have imagined, and I looked forward to many, many more.
Chapter 6
Tyler
When we were done, all lying over each other in a heap, trying to calm down, I started laughing. Oh god, could my mates give me everything I’d ever wanted and more. They didn’t just master my body and help me with my insecurities… They cared about me.
I never thought it possible.
“Can I get you anything, Asterio?” Mav asked our mate as he pushed me off of them and dumped me on the floor. What the fuck?
“No, I’m good,” he answered, glancing between us. His guess was as good as mine.
“Let me lick you clean and then I’ll get you something to drink. You must be parched,” Mav rambled and buried his face in Asterio’s groin.
“Mav, it’s fine,” he moaned but didn’t push him away. I lay there on the floor, watching them like an idiot. Um, hi? I was there, too. Hell, I had Mav’s cum all over my face and he was jumping to clean up Asterio? What the fuck?
I rolled to my feet and picked up my discarded shirt, using it like a rag and cleaning myself up. I felt like maybe I was being a diva but I had both their cum on me, and I felt like I was being tossed aside. Well, pushed aside to be more accurate.
“Where are you going?” Asterio asked as I yanked on my shoes now that I had my jeans on.
“Surprised you noticed,” I grumbled.
“Wait, Tyler, hang on,” he called out just as I got to the door.
“Do you want him to stay? I can make him stay, Asterio.” Mav’s eyes were darting between him and me when I looked over my shoulder. “I can give him orgasms. Would that make you happy? Then he’d stay.”
“Well, yes, I want him to stay,” Asterio said slowly, staring at Mav as if he’d grown a second head. My sentiments exactly.
“Are you on crack?” I asked Mav instead.
“No.” He stared intently at me and instantly I fell to my knees, his gift forcing my orgasm out of nowhere. By the time I was done riding it out, Mav was back to sucking on Asterio and I was forgotten. Great, they hurt my feelings and now I’d creamed in my pants. Just fucking great.
I slipped out of the room and headed to the back of the house. I ignored everyone, needing to let my wolf out and run. The moment I was on the back terrace, I stripped, not paying attention to the gasps and people around. I shifted and my wolf let out a howl of pain. Then I took off running full speed so I could sort things out.
I just didn’t understand. Mav had been so patient with me and gentle after we had sex before today. Granted, I didn’t always need that. Sometimes a quickie was just a quickie. But dumping me on the floor and worrying about Asterio? What was up with that? He was acting like some OCD manic person!
What had changed since earlier when he cared about my feelings? And I knew it threw Asterio for a loop as well, but he hadn’t fought real hard to stop his blow job and figure it out. The change had to be something with Asterio. Did Mav respect him more and like him better because he wasn’t damaged like I was? Was Mav going to love his mate that wasn’t screwed up and I was just going to be their toy now?
Then one of my racing thoughts stood out among the rest. The change had to be something with Asterio. But what? I replayed what happened and stumbled in my running when it hit me. Mav had had his blood. Mine made him horny, a little frantic, and all growly. What if fae blood affected vampires in a different way?
I righted myself and took off back toward the house. The moment I got there I shifted and walked into the kitchen. I headed to Barnabas’s office, hoping to find the Queen there. I knocked and entere
d when I was told to come in. I glanced around the room frantically until I found her.
“Does fae blood whack vampires out?” I had to know and she was the woman after all, the woman in charge.
“My dear, you’re naked,” she said uncomfortably as she looked anywhere but at me.
“Yeah, doesn’t bother shifters to walk around naked. I’ll put on clothes later. Please answer me. Mav’s acting all weird and he dumped me off the couch after sex and he was almost manically trying to do whatever made Asterio—”
“Tyler, take a breath,” Barnabas said gently. I nodded and realized I’d been rubbing my chest. It ached so bad. I knew it was bad to hope that fae blood fucked with vampires, but the alternative was too much to think about. If it wasn’t the blood, then my mate just didn’t care. And I needed him to care.
Just then the door flew open and Asterio came racing in dragging Mav behind him. “I think our blood screws with vampires.”
“I came to ask the same question,” I sighed, taking in that they’d finished their fun and were both now dressed.
“You’re naked,” Asterio growled. “Why?”
“Do you not want him naked, Asterio?” Mav asked as he hopped from one foot to the other. It was weird thing to see a man so big practically bounce around. “I’ll go get his clothes if it makes you happy.”
“Oh, this is odd,” the Queen whispered, taking it all in. “Maverick, I want you to let go of Asterio’s hand.”
“No, I don’t want to,” Mav said with a pout, moving closer to Asterio. “I need to make him happy. I want to be at his side. I can make him happy.”
“See? He’s like some manic crackhead!” I shouted, throwing my hands up in the air. “What is going on?”
“Barnabas, I saw your fathers like this once,” Miles said quietly as he moved closer to Mav, studying him carefully. “I was their guard, so it wasn’t like they told me everything. But come to think of it, they did drink from bags of blood and humans before there were blood banks. Normally that’s not acceptable in a mating.”
“Yes, your fathers said something once about your mother already running the relationship, they didn’t need her blood, too,” Zachariah, Barnabas’s advisor, agreed. “I never thought about it as more than a joke. But it sounds like fae blood makes a vampire subservient.”
“Mav, let go of my hand,” Asterio said gently.
“No!” Mav wailed, clutching onto Asterio. “Why would you want to cast me away? I can change. Just tell me what I need to do to make you happy!”
The Queen had moved closer while all this was going on. She touched Mav’s head. “Sleep.” Instantly Mav went limp and Asterio caught him in time.
“I don’t understand this,” I whispered, plopping on the sofa. “He shoved me off the couch like I meant nothing to him. Even if Asterio’s blood affected him funny, shouldn’t he still care about me? He could worry about me and still make Asterio happy.”
“Cub, he seemed almost manic and obsessive about it,” he said gently as he laid Mav on the other couch. “You said your blood affects him in a horny way. My blood seems to affect him in a different way. He didn’t seem to be able to control it.” He reached over to touch me and I pulled away. “Cub?”
“You didn’t stop him either,” I whispered as I stood and moved away from him. “You just stared at me funny when he dumped me on the floor. Oh sure, you tried to get me not to leave, but it wasn’t a very valiant effort. Getting head from manic Mav was more important than how I was feeling, right?”
“Tyler, that’s not true.” He hung his head in shame. Maybe it wasn’t, but he sure as hell hadn’t put up much of a fight. “I was shocked by it all. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t realize something was wrong with him right away. It was our first time together. I didn’t want to upset either of you.”
“And yet you did.” I shook my head and moved toward the door. “I’ll see you guys around.”
“Tyler, wait—”
“No,” I growled as I yanked the door open. “Go get another blow job from Mav so you can forget I was ever here.” Yeah, I was being an ass. But we didn’t know for sure it was his blood that wigged out Mav. And Asterio hadn’t handled it very well. I’m sorry I was being a brat, but was it so wrong that I wanted them to make me a priority? Especially over a blow job?
“Let me get this straight,” Queen Magdalena yelled before I even stepped out into the hallway. The door shut behind me, but I could still hear her loud and clear. “One mate pushes the other off the couch after you were intimate, distracts you with oral sex, and you just forget about the other one on the floor?”
“Yes, but I didn’t know what to do when Mav moved and Tyler fell to the floor. I don’t think he pushed him, more like he moved and Tyler rolled off. Or maybe he did. I don’t know. I just sat there wondering what the hell was going on. And then Mav was on me and Tyler was leaving and—fine, I suck,” Asterio ended, probably realizing there just was no good way to defend himself.
I kept walking. I went back and found my clothes, pulling them on with jerky, angry motions. Suddenly there was someone behind me, grabbing my hips.
“Don’t get dressed on our account, you sexy wolf,” he purred in my ear. “Want to play?”
“Yes, but I’m mated to idiots and I guess they’re done playing with me,” I answered, intentionally missing that he was offering to play with me. The moment I said I was mated, he let me go and stepped away. I turned around and gasped. There were three huge fae warriors staring at me with such lust I couldn’t help but shiver. I was mated, not dead.
“They didn’t hurt you, did they, little one?” he asked gently as he reached out and cupped my cheek.
“No, not physically. I think your blood turns vamps into morons and the other just needs to pull his head out of his ass.”
“How could they not worship such a bounty as you? If I was your mate, I would cherish you always. You look like you’re made for pleasure, little wolf.”
“He is, but he’s not yours, Lavache,” Asterio growled, his very deep voice going even lower. Dangerous almost.
“The wolf stated he was mated,” the guy snapped. “His feelings were hurt and I saw no harm in telling him that it couldn’t be because of anything he did.”
“Fine, but take your hand off my mate.” Asterio stormed over to us and pulled me away from the guy. I shoved him and stepped away from them both. “I’m sorry, cub.”
“Whatever, it’s cool. Want to have sex again?” I couldn’t force them to make me a priority and I was stuck with Asterio and Mav. So fine. We could be mates. I was just done with letting them in.
“Yes. No, wait, what? You’re mad at me but yet you want sex?” The confused look on his face was almost funny.
“I can’t change the way you feel but we both love fucking. So fuck me. Take me right here in front of everyone and show them who you belong to.”
“I will not treat my mate like a common whore.” He leaned in and whispered in my ear so only I could hear. “Playing slut when we’re alone is one thing, Tyler, but I won’t have a slut for a mate.”
“Fuck you.” Tears burned in my eyes as I shoved him with all my strength so he stumbled back a few feet. “That wasn’t me being a slut. That was me being a wolf. We don’t have hang-ups about having sex in front of others. These men want me but I’m yours. I was telling you it’s okay to show them exactly who I belong to. I was submitting to my mate, allowing him to prove his dominance over me.”
“Oh.” He paled and took a step toward me. I shook my head and stepped away.
“Strike two, Asterio. You get to three and I’m going back to live with Darcy and Ayden. Even if I was the biggest slut in the world and liked public sex just because I’m an exhibitionist, there’s nothing wrong with that. I’d only be a slut with my mates, and I thought you agreed we could be ourselves with each other. What happened to that?”
“Tyler, I’m sorry.” Yeah, he looked it, like someone had run over his puppy and to
ld him he was cut off from sex forever. Great. He was sorry. He still hurt me though.
I eyed him over as a tear leaked out of my eye. “Yeah, me, too. Thanks for giving me a glimpse of what happiness could be like before you ripped it away.”
I headed into the house, ignoring that he yelled after me. I went back to talking with the cook and the temporary staff Barnabas had hired to accommodate all the fae staying at the estate. We planned out food and fun for movie night and their introduction to the planet. Originally I’d done it to help my mate feel that he wasn’t a fish out of water. Now I didn’t care if he took a long walk off a short pier.
When I was done, I decided to head home anyways. Mav was out and we didn’t know what was going on with him. Maybe I deserved what I was getting because I didn’t want to sit there and hold his hand. But then again, could anyone be strong enough to do that when their mate was manic about their other mate and not them?
I didn’t know, and I was having trouble caring. I was tired, needing a shower and a change of clothes. I’d been wearing the same clothes for days. Okay, I hadn’t been wearing them much, but the point was still the same.
I grabbed my stuff from the room I’d been using with Mav and headed to my truck. I walked right by the Queen and Barnabas when they tried to stop me, shaking my head that I couldn’t deal right then. As I pulled out of the estate, I realized who I had ignored. Shit. Could I get in trouble for that? I mean, the head of the East Coast Council and the Queen of the fae asked to speak with me and I walked away from them.
Was that a death offense? I mean, if I’d done that to my Alpha, he’d have kicked my ass. Big-time. But again, it was a fleeting thought because I was having trouble giving two shits. I was lost in my own screwed-up head, most likely overreacting to what was going on. It’s just they really hurt me, whether it was on purpose or not.
All my life people didn’t care about me. I was an afterthought, someone people used to get what they wanted. For a whole two days that wasn’t the case, and now I felt like someone yanked the rug out from underneath me.
