“We will care for her together, wolf. She belongs to me as well.”
* * * *
“So let me get this straight, you are telling us that Daniella is not only our mate but also yours?” Van asked as his incisors elongated. He was fighting his wolf just as his brothers were fighting their own.
Vanderlan nodded his head as he held Van’s gaze. The vamp’s legs were crossed as he leaned back into the single recliner, looking quite content. Van and his brothers, on the other hand, wanted to rip his fucking head off. A fucking vamp was mate to their mate? How the hell was that supposed to work? It wasn’t even heard of before.
He felt the slight uneasiness in his head and then a calming tone. At first Van leaned toward it as support and then reality hit him. He looked at Vanderlan.
“Get out of my head, bloodletter!” Van yelled then stood up and began to pace. Vanderlan remained reclined in the seat while Van’s brothers looked on the defensive.
“I mean no harm, wolf. I was trying to help you.”
“I don’t need your help. What my brothers and I need is for you to leave here.”
“That is not going to happen.” Vanderlan glanced toward the bedroom door.
It had been an hour since the incident downstairs. Margo had tried to offer some advice, but this situation was shocking, even to her, and unheard of.
Margo wanted to remain by Daniella’s side, but Vanderlan had refused her and so did the others. Instead, they sent her home and told her that they would contact her tomorrow if necessary.
“Tell us how you know that Daniella is your mate, too?” Van asked and Randolph growled low. Vanderlan looked at him with confidence and control.
“I am trying to remember when it was that I bit her relative. I would have to taste her blood myself to be sure when, but she seems strong. I thought I was after someone else.”
“You are not tasting her blood,” Randolph interjected.
“It will happen, Randolph. She will find much pleasure in it. I assure you.”
“Fuck that!” Bently yelled and stood up, prepared to fight.
“We could exchange blows over this or we could face the reality of the situation. There is more I need to tell you. While Daniella sleeps, I will explain how I located her.”
“She’s twenty-six years old. Why would it take this long for you to find her?” Miele asked Vanderlan.
“I was not searching for her, Miele. As you know, I have been busy working various cases for many packs related to you. Your pack in particular, as you should recall, has been under attack by rogues for quite some time.”
“Rogues follow all the packs and try to infiltrate them,” Baher replied on the defensive.
“That may be true, but your packs have been infiltrated more often than not. Also remember that you are one of the smaller packs.”
“We may be smaller than most, but we still rule what is ours. We will not be overtaken,” Van stated in a fierce voice.
“That is good to know, but it appears you may need some help.”
“Not from a bloodletter,” Randolph stated.
Vanderlan raised his eyebrow at Randolph.
“Fate has already stepped in, my friend. It appears that we will be getting to know one another very well.”
Miele stood up and began to pace.
“I don’t get it. Why? What seems to be the reasoning behind this?” Miele asked.
“There is a situation we need to discuss. I believe that our woman has been trying to capture a killer believed to be of the wolf.”
Van did not like the way Vanderlan was calling he and his brothers’ Daniella “our woman” as if he was included in this mating. But then Vanderlan’s words sunk in.
“You know of this killer? The one that seeks her out?” Van asked.
Vanderlan leaned forward in his chair.
“He seeks her out? He’s seen her?”
“She escaped the first time on her own, and the second time just barely, which is how she landed here under our care and protection,” Van stated.
“He cannot have her. Son of a bitch!” Vanderlan yelled and rose from his chair.
“Do you know who it is? Have you gotten any leads?” Vanderlan asked, appearing quite upset.
“None yet. Zespian called us in on the case, hoping that we would intervene and capture this wolf before he could do more damage,” Bently stated.
“Zespian is your uncle, correct?”
Van nodded.
Vanderlan release a short sigh then shook his head.
“Your uncle and I go way back. Does he know that Daniella is your mate?”
“Yes. We informed him last night so that we could get another team to continue the investigation and figure out where the rogue wolf is hiding,” Miele added.
“I will be sure to speak with him. In the meantime, we need to work out a schedule of sorts to watch over our mate. She will not be allowed anymore involvement in this investigation,” Vanderlan stated firmly.
“Bullshit I won’t,” Dani stated as she crossed her arms in front of her chest and stared at Vanderlan.
* * * *
Dani had heard quite enough information from Vanderlan. As sexually aroused as she felt, she knew she needed to calm down and straighten this situation out. These men were not like human men.
“Daniella, how are you feeling?” Miele asked as he assisted her by taking her arm and leading her into the living room and closer to the other men.
“I don’t appreciate being left out of conversations that have to do with my life. Now, I don’t really give a rat’s ass who you think you are, any of you.” Dani eyed Vanderlan and then Van, Miele, Bently, Baher, and Randolph.
“I will not be ordered around or told that my destiny has been decided for me. Now get me my fucking clothes. I am so out of this loony bin.”
She was about to walk away from them when Vanderlan uncrossed his arms and held her gaze with his own intense one. His eyes began to turn red, and at first she was fearful, but then came such a calming sensation she nearly lost her equilibrium.
“Come to me, Daniella,” Vanderlan whispered. She wasn’t certain if he’d said the words aloud or if she heard them in her head. She swallowed hard as the sensations enveloped her body. The voice could have been her pussy’s voice, since that was the main body part that seemed to be at full attention right now. These men turned her into a horny, wanton woman.
She fought the sensation and shook her head. His eyes grew brighter red.
“Come to me now.”
She began to walk toward him, and a feeling that it was only him and her filled her entire body.
She was inches from him, looking straight up, her head resting on her neck, her arms relaxed at her sides.
“You are not going anywhere, mate. You need protection, and your wolves and I will be providing that protection for you.”
She shook her head.
“There will be punishments, mate, for disobeying us. Why don’t you think about how pleasurable this will be for you? I guarantee, even your wolves will enjoy the sensations.”
Dani felt all warm and tingly inside but then froze where she stood.
“No, Vanderlan. Stop it. You can’t control me like this.”
He appeared to be shocked that she stopped him, but if she allowed this, then she could be giving up her independence in their eyes.
“Dani, talk to me,” he stated.
She took a deep breath and tried to organize her thoughts. She was annoyed at their ideas about controlling her and directing her so-called new life. She knew very little about them, yet now that she caused such a fuss, she realized that it didn’t even matter. If what they said was true about mating for life, then they would have all the time in the world to get to know one another.
“Dani.” Vanderlan raised his voice and she stared at him. “Tell me about yourself.”
He raised his eyebrow at her in question, and she felt embarrassed a moment as she shyly clasped her hands
in front of her.
“Tell me something about being a vampire.”
He eased his hard expression and she saw his eyes sparkle just as a tingling sensation traveled over her skin.
Her nipples hardened to tight buds, her belly cramped and ached with need, and her pussy wept and felt so swollen.
“Please,” she whispered, eyes closed and body swaying.
“I can tell you that vampires are superior beings. When we mate, it is for life. As you are learning, our blood mixes together and flows through one another.”
“How?” she panted as she tried to maintain brain function while this superior vampire played her body like a musician strums their instrument.
“Magic, by the power of the gods, however, is not important, but the end result is what matters. You and I are one now. We are connected on the deepest levels and I assure you, our connection will only grow stronger. Now give me what I need, Dani. Supply your mate with pleasure. I want to taste what’s mine, angel. Come closer to your master,” he whispered, and she opened her eyes and locked gazes with him.
“Master?” she questioned him as the word rolled off her tongue. Why did calling this guy “master” turn her on?
She felt a hand on her waist. Then it trailed gently across her rib cage and on to her breast. It squeezed ever so tenderly.
“Oh,” she moaned.
“That’s right, sweet angel, feel what it is like to be touched by a vampire.”
She felt another set of hands on her waist behind her, and then someone tugged her hair so she could turn toward him.
Van was there, his lips inches from her own.
He kissed her softly.
“Do you feel your desire for all of us, mate?” Vanderlan asked her, and she immediately nodded her head.
“Good girl, sweet Daniella. Van has something for you. Let him have all you have to offer.”
She felt the fingertips graze over her T-shirt then to her boxers. A moment later she was divested of her clothing and standing there naked and fully aroused.
“Perfection.” Vanderlan leaned down and licked across one of her nipples, the smoothness of his skin tickled her, and his scent aroused her. She had such an odd sensation inside of her. It was as if her blood pumped faster through her veins. He was familiar and she felt the need to reciprocate. She lifted her chin and tried to kiss him but he pulled back.
She felt herself sway until Van held her hips to steady her before he cupped her breasts. He lifted them higher causing both mounds to push out further toward Vanderlan’s mouth.
She anticipated the feel of his lips or tongue, anything against her breasts. They hardened and tingled with need and she pushed out toward him. Vanderlan licked the tip of one breast then the other.
“Spread those thighs, sweet Daniella,” Vanderlan demanded, and she did as she was told. She felt completely out of control yet utterly aware of every decision she made no matter how small. It seemed like her subconscious had more guts than her conscience.
Van’s thick, calloused hands pressed down on her belly ever so slowly and straight to her pussy lips. She moaned and leaned her head back against his chest as Vanderlan lowered to his knees. His large hands expanded against her inner thighs, and she began to shake.
“So sweet.” Vanderlan pressed one digit up into her pussy.
She moaned again and then rocked her hips against his finger.
“That’s right, Daniella, your mates want all of you. Are you ready to have all of us?”
“Oh God, yes, please, I need,” she begged of them and then held on to Vanderlan’s shoulders as he added a second digit to her pussy.
In and out he pumped his fingers then leaned down lower to lick her flesh.
“Oh please!” she blurted out then began to thrust against his knuckles.
“That’s it, sweet Daniella. So good. Doesn’t it feel really good?”
“Yes, oh God, yes. More.”
“Almost, Daniella. We’re almost there.” He teased her then plucked a nipple while he continued to thrust into her with his long, thick fingers.
She felt Van’s hands cup and squeeze her breasts then go lower over her waist and straight to her mound.
“I smell your sweet cream, Daniella. I want to be inside of you,” Van whispered against her neck then dragged his teeth across her delicate flesh. Something carnal came over her. She clenched her teeth and growled low.
“That’s it, mate, embrace your true self. You are very special,” Vanderlan whispered against her belly. He removed his fingers from her pussy and replaced them with his mouth.
“More!” she demanded, and he licked, sucked, and pulled on her clit. It was as if she was beyond her own body. The power within her was bubbling to the surface. She was hungry, needy, and she wanted so much it burned inside of her. She felt a burning again on the back of her neck and then Vanderlan’s tongue and teeth against her inner groin.
Her pussy throbbed with need.
“I need you now, mate. I must be inside of you,” Van stated, and she moaned and nodded her head.
“Please, Van, take me.”
He needed no further push as she felt the tip of his cock against her well-lubricated pussy. He bent then pressed his cock into her faster than she expected but exactly how she needed.
“Yes!” she cheered him on and bent slightly forward as Van pumped into her pussy from behind. She felt wild, and salacious.
Vanderlan licked against her inner groin, making her moan.
“Your blood, my blood, calls to me, mate. I must taste you.”
“I need so much!” she yelled as the tears stung her eyes, and she began to pant.
Van slowed his pace and kept one arm wrapped around her midsection snugly and his mouth against her shoulder and neck.
A moment later she felt the sharp pinch of pain against her inner groin as Vanderlan sucked at her skin. Her blood flowed through her. It practically echoed in her ears. Van pumped into her at full speed then bit into her neck and shoulder as she screamed her orgasm.
Her body jolted and thrust against Van’s cock and Vanderlan’s teeth and mouth as he sucked and took from her.
She couldn’t breathe. She felt herself losing focus, and then she blacked out.
* * * *
“I can sense your anxiety, Van,” Vanderlan whispered, being sure not to wake Daniella. She was calm, her breathing steady. He never thought that he would have a mate, never mind one so important and one he had to share with five Alpha wolves.
“My wolf does not like sharing a bed with a vampire,” Van replied as he caressed Dani’s long brown hair.
“Tell your wolf that it should get used to it. This is what is best for Daniella.”
“I, personally, don’t like these arrangements,” Miele chimed in from across the room. Him, Bently, Baher, and Randolph were stretched out on the sofa and some recliners they’d brought in from the other rooms. They were insistent that they remain close by Daniella as well.
Vanderlan was impressed. He knew a lot about wolves and their mating rituals. But he never saw the exploration of finding a mate and claiming her this close before, and now it seemed she was meant to be his as well.
Daniella moaned as she turned her body to face Vanderlan. He caressed her cheek and softly rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip. She had lovely, full lips. He imagined those lips kissing his skin or wrapped around his cock while he caressed her long, silky brown locks.
She reached for him, touching his chest and snuggling closer. When she opened her eyes, she looked taken aback at first, and then she smiled. “It wasn’t a hallucination?” she whispered.
“On the contrary, my love, it wasn’t and is very real,” he whispered, and she lowered her eyes, so sweetly and innocently. She was precious.
“Are you okay, Daniella?” Van asked, moving closer against her back as his arm wrapped around her midsection.
She looked up over her shoulder. Vanderlan could sense her emotions. She seemed fearful yet c
ontent. He hoped that she wouldn’t regret what they shared or deny what was to come now that she had finally awoken.
“Are you angry with me?” she asked Van, surprising them both.
Van pressed his hand up her torso and under her chin and neck to turn her face toward him while Vanderlan caressed the palm of her hand, her wrist, and her lower arm. He could smell her arousal, and it grew stronger by the second.
“Never angry with you, Daniella, just wanting to protect you.” He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. Vanderlan inhaled with his eyes closed. Her scent, that intriguing mix, was becoming stronger.
“It is my turn to claim you, mate,” Vanderlan whispered then moved between her legs. She immediately opened to him and reached up to wrap her arms around his shoulders.
Vanderlan heard the low growls around him, and he looked to Van.
“It is time we claim her. All of us, so the bonding is sealed.”
Van caressed Daniella’s cheek, and she turned her face into his palm and kissed the skin.
“Are you sure, Daniella?” Van asked.
“I haven’t a freaking clue, Van. The last forty-eight hours have been mind-boggling. Every part of me is saying this is right. I want all of you. It’s crazy. I mean, I look at you, each of you and your exquisite bodies, good looks, and sexual appeal, and I become hungry for sex, for your touch, for anything you will give me. God, I can’t believe I just said that out loud. I sound so desperate and needy, and I am not a needy, desperate woman.”
Vanderlan smiled then caressed her cheeks. “It is perfectly normal, and we feel the same for you. Your scent, your enticing body, your need to fight your destiny turns us on and makes each of us want to claim you in every way possible. Tonight, we are going to make you all of ours, sweet Daniella.” He shifted his body between her legs and slowly began to press his cock between her wet folds. “Easy, mate, I will be as gentle as you need.”
Vanderlan lowered his body down over Daniella as he pushed the rest of the way into her.
* * * *
Daniella held on to Vanderlan. When she awoke between both him and Van, she was a bit nervous and wondered if the Fagan Pack would be angry with her for letting Vanderlan bite her. But she knew it was right and that it had to be done. There was this voice inside of her, a feeling deeper than gut instincts. It was something more and something she didn’t recognize but since coming here had heard it more often. She sensed its need to be free and fight some sort of invisible barrier holding it back. She closed her eyes now and embraced the deep connection to Vanderlan. He was so sexy and good looking. She felt a silly, giddy feeling inside of her, like some schoolgirl virgin.
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