Ronan growled next to him, and, rearing up on his hind legs, stomped the floor to signal it was time.
The human ringleader had entered the building less than half an hour ago. It had been him and his minions that they’d tracked around the various B&Bs of the county, and when they’d at last spotted the asshole, it had taken every ounce of self-control Sasha possessed to not leap on the bastard and finish this there and then.
As they watched, he appeared on the crumbling porch and lit up a cigarette. The silver tips of his cowboy boots glinted briefly in the light of the match he lit, and he said something over his shoulder and laughed. Two more humans approached to join him as they, too, lit up and the sickly sweet smell of weed made Sasha gag.
As they’d planned, the circle of shifters tightened slowly around the building and Sasha’s keen hearing picked up the brief sounds of a scuffle and the fluid-filled gurgle of several dying men as the wolves took out the sentries posted by Mr. Cowboy Boots one by one. There was a gust of wind and the sound of door slamming shut as Dimitrius took off to take care of the vamps, which left the three humans stood on the perch, and the handful he sensed inside.
Fucking clueless they were.
The others pulled back to let Sasha approach first. With his dark fur, he blended into the shadows, and when he leapt to take out the first fucker, the man never knew what hit him. Going for the bastard’s throat, he tore straight through skin, arteries and bone, and the spindly-looking guy next to his prey damn near pissed himself when the wide arc of blood shooting from the fatal wound hit him straight in the face.
“What the fuck.”
With a loud growl, Sasha threw the now-lifeless human at Cowboy Boots’s feet and leapt on the second fellow. They tumbled to the ground and this guy’s ribcage gave way with a satisfying crunch under Sasha’s paws. With one swipe of his massive claw, he opened the asshole’s chest and tore his still-beating heart out. It flew in a wide arc, and Leon caught it mid-jump into the action and chomped it down. His lion’s roar of satisfaction had more human scum running from the house, as they opened fire.
A bullet hit Sasha in the shoulder, but he barely felt the sting as he sunk his teeth into the leg of a guy trying to flee. It brought the coward down, and he ended the hysterical pig-like screaming this human did by stomping on his head. All around him Ronan, Leon, and Eva took out the humans. Sasha grinned around the arm he had just torn off another scumbag when he saw Eva swoop low and open another guy’s chest mid-swoop. The expression on this guy’s face was almost comical as he fell to his knees.
With another swoop and talons outstretched, Eva tore this one’s heart out and dropped it on the porch right in front of Cowboy Boots, who took aim with his gun. Sasha roared a warning and Ronan shoulder-charged the guy. The gun flew out of his hand, and Sasha changed back to human when it looked as though Ronan was going to finish him off.
“No, that one is mine.”
The fucker responsible for killing Kenny’s mum and putting Macey and his boy in danger smiled and pulled a knife from behind his back as Sasha approached head down, fists raised. He was so going to enjoy breaking every bone in this asshole’s body before he broke his neck.
Quiet fell as the fighting ceased, the humans having been torn to pieces, and this overconfident scumbag smiled and looked around. Darkness had fallen while they’d been taking out his minions, and he clearly thought he had the advantage now, as his vamps could come out and play.
Sure enough, his next words confirmed that.
“Well, this has been fun, but you pathetic little flea-ridden animals can’t stop me.” He opened his arms wide and stepped down from the porch and into the semi-circles of shifters closing in on him.
“Boohoo, you killed my men. You think this is going to stop me? I can buy them two a penny, but you can’t touch me. No one can, not with…” His grin could only be described as pure evil as he clicked his fingers. “I have friends.”
He turned around and his cocky grin fled when Dimitrius appeared in the doorway of the farmhouse. Fangs fully extended, dark eyes glowing and his clothes covered in blood, the ancient vamp made a gruesome figure, not least because he had his clawed hand buried in the throats of two skeletal-looking creatures. Mouths wide open, they gaped their toothless and bloody jaws at the shifters, and they seemed to age further in front of Sasha’s eyes. The stench that emanated from the decaying vamps was overwhelming, and the sounds of gagging could be heard from behind him.
“Hot fucking damn, I’m glad he’s on our side.”
Leon’s deep growl echoed Sasha’s thoughts, and Ronan nodded his agreement, while Eva looked decidedly green, even as pride in her mate shone from her eagle’s eyes.
“Do you mean these friends, human?” Dimitrius asked with a grin.
The inhuman screech from behind him caught everyone by surprise as a female vamp threw herself at Dimitrius’s back, poisonous claws drawn and outstretched in front of her. In a move so fast it was a mere blur, Dimitrius turned and, without letting go of the other two vamps he held in his left hand, punched this vamp in the throat. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, and with a sharp twist of his fingers, he ripped the female’s fangs clean out her mouth.
Blood spurted from the open wounds as, one by one, the rest of her teeth fell to the floor and her skin started to drop off her frame. Dimitrius caught her sagging body by wrapping his clawed hand around her throat, and Sasha had to swallow hard when it went straight through the woman’s now-leathery skin and he grasped her skeletal neck instead.
“How…what…who the fuck are you?”
The fear now emanating off Cowboy Boots made Sasha grin. Dimitrius, too, smiled, nodded toward Sasha, and then watched the vamps in his hands disintegrate further. When nothing but their skeletons remained, he threw their remains on the floor in front of cowboy boots and a cloud of ash rose up as they joined the dirt floor.
“Me? Just your average pissed-off vamp.” In a blur of movement, he had the human by the throat, and Sasha issued a warning growl when Dimitrius dangled the scumbag up the air.
“He’s mine, Dimitrius.”
The ancient vamp cocked his head to one side and smiled, while Cowboy Boots kicked his legs like a stranded beetle. Hands clasped around Dimitrius’s wrist, the guy’s eyes bulged out of their sockets as he was deprived of oxygen.
“Oh, I know that, my friend.” Dimitrius threw the human on the ground where the scumbag lay coughing and gasping for breath. “He’s all yours, pussy cat. Make it good, will you?”
Dimitrius stepped away and, shrugging out of his blood-spattered shirt, stepped up to Eva and wrapped it around her shoulders, shrouding her naked body from view.
She rolled her eyes at him, and the loud slap of his hand connecting with the eagle shifter’s ass caused a rumble of amusement in the shifter males.
“I don’t care if they’re all naked, myshka. I don’t like them looking at you.”
Sasha, too, grinned at the exchange, especially when Dimitrius dumped a shrieking Eva over his shoulder and disappeared in a blur of speed. Images of Macey and Kenny swam in front of Sasha’s eyes and he yanked the still-gasping human up to his feet by the scruff of his neck.
“Get up and fight me, you pathetic piece of shit. Not so big now, are you, when you can’t hide behind your vamps?”
He shoved the human away and laughed when the scumbag raised his fists and made a lunge toward him. Sasha sidestepped the move easy enough and swung a punch straight into the guy’s guts. It made the other man double over and stagger away, and Sasha rolled his eyes in disgust. This was too fucking easy. Another swing connected with the underside of the asshole’s chin and blood spurted from the man’s mouth, and Sasha’s shoulder. He’d expelled the bullet lodged there when he shifted, but the gash had reopened, and warmth trickled down his side until the wound closed off again.
Cowboy Boots took advantage of Sasha’s lapse in focus, and he just about caught the glint of steel as the other guy lodged a
knife he must have had hidden in Sasha’s abdomen. Pain surged through him and his panther roared in outrage as Sasha stumbled back and pulled the knife out. He sidestepped the advancing human easily enough and brought his fists down on the man’s kidneys. Judging by his squeals of pain and the bruising that immediately appeared in that area, he’d probably ruptured one. Good, that would add to the agony he wanted that fucker to die in.
Taking a deep breath in, Sasha concentrated on his wounds until they healed, by which time Cowboy Boots had managed to turn over. Spittle flying from his split lips, he reached for the gun on the ground, and Sasha laughed and leapt at him. His foot came down on the guy’s wrist, and the man squealed as the bones broke and Sasha kicked the gun away.
“Seems you’re only good for terrorizing little boys and innocent women.”
Another kick to the side broke several ribs, and the stench of urine joined the coppery scent of spilled blood as Cowboy Boots lost control of his bladder.
“Please, please, I don’t want to die. We can make a deal, we—”
A kick to his jaw stopped the guy’s blabbering, and Sasha smirked when several of the human’s teeth flew through the air. He breathed in this guy’s fear and pain, and knew it was time to end this. Macey would be frantic with worry, especially when Dimitrius and Eva returned without him, so, with a massive roar of victory Sasha let his claws run out.
One swipe ripped the guy’s dick off, and the human jerked in agony as the ground underneath him turned red with his massive blood loss.
“That was for Fiona.” He grinned when recognition dawned in the fading light of the scumbag’s eyes.
“And this is for Macey and Kenny. Die, you asshole.”
Taking his time and starting from his pelvis upwards, Sasha slowly sliced Cowboy Boots’ torso open. The man’s guts spilled all over the floor and he coughed up blood as he lay there dying. By the time Sasha broke open his ribcage and exposed his heart, that organ took one last jerky thump, and then the threat to his mate and son was dead.
Sasha spat on the bloody remains and roared his satisfaction into the night sky. The wolves’ howls joined his roar, and Ronan stomped the ground while Leon snarled his agreement.
“Burn this to the ground. We don’t want to leave any evidence behind.”
Ronan’s decisive order was met with a general rumble of approval. By the time the structure was ablaze, Ronan, Leon and Sasha were the only ones remaining to watch the flames.
“Come on, let’s get home to our mates.” Leon nudged Sasha’s shoulder to get his attention, and Ronan slapped him on the back.
“Yes, let’s. I need a shower, and a good fuck, quite frankly. You did good, pussy cat.”
Sasha’s panther bristled at the inherent, if playful insult, but Sasha ignored his beast and flashed Ronan and Leon a grim smile.
“About time I stepped up, eh?”
His fellow Protectors smiled and inclined their heads, and Leon sighed. “You had your reasons. Besides, that’s in the past. You have a whole future to look forward to, and as great as this ‘getting in touch with our feelings’ shit is, I want my woman. God willing, that baby is asleep. I love her, but man, kids are such a cock-block to have around.”
Ronan laughed and Sasha’s lips, too, quirked into a smile as he remembered his own dark-haired expert at that.
“Go on, run back to your mates. Tell Macey I’m all right and I’ll be there soon. Take her home, will you? I want her and Kenny in my house tonight.”
“Sure thing, I’ll drop them round on my way home,” Ronan said, and Sasha murmured his thanks.
“I’m gonna stay here for now to make sure this all burns down. We don’t need the police to come sniffing around.”
“If you’re sure.” At his nod in answer, both Ronan and Leon lifted their fists in greeting. With bone-crunching jerks they shifted back into their animal form and took off at high speed, leaving Sasha to stare into the flames. Only when the last curl of smoke had dissipated and Sasha had shifted through the smoldering remains to ensure no trace of the massacre that had taken place here remained did he allow the shift to consume him.
It healed the last of his injuries, and with his paws eating up the damp earth underneath his claws, he made his way home. The downstairs light was on when he padded onto his property, and when the floodlight came on at his approach, the door flew open and Macey shot out.
“Sasha is that you? Where on earth have you been?” She dropped to her knees in front of him and, burying her hands in his fur, pulled him close. “I was so fucking worried about you. I know they said you were okay, but—Oh my god, is that blood? Are you hurt? Damn it, Sir, is that blood?”
Her slip into his title made him grin and, pulling away from her, Sasha shifted back into his human form. Macey’s eyes widened when she caught sight of his erect cock, and with a smirk, Sasha pulled her to her feet and up into his arms. Her legs locked around his waist and his grin deepened when he pulled her night dress up and found her bare under there.
“Hmm, I do like an obedient sub, kitten.”
A gasp escaped her when he lifted her enough to slide her hot little pussy down on his cock, and it was his turn to groan when she clamped her internal muscles around it.
“Fuck, kitten, you do that and this will be over in seconds.”
He smiled at her giggle against his neck. Grasping her buttocks, he marched them inside until he had her pinned against the wall of the hallway, and proceeded to fuck the daylights out of her. Macey met him thrust for feverish thrust, and in no time at all, they came together in one explosive orgasm. Sasha caught Macey’s scream of completion in his mouth and continued to kiss her until his softening dick slipped out of the tight clasp of her body. Chests heaving, they stared at each other.
“I mean it, Sir. You do that to me again, and I…well, I…” Macey frowned as she searched for the right words, and Sasha nuzzled into her neck and licked his bite mark there. His girl’s groan was music to his ears.
“Dammit, you’re not playing fair, Sir.”
She pushed against him, and he let her go and winked at her.
“Of course not. Where would be the fun in that, kitten?” He laughed when she rolled her eyes at him. “So, you’re going to do what to me?” he asked. “Other than love me or be mine forever, of course.”
Macey pulled a face and giggled when he pinched her ass and growled at her.
“Oh, that. Well, I suppose if I have to, I might…No, don’t. I’ll behave…”
Macey shrieked and giggled when he swung her over his shoulder and, swatting her ass headed for the stairs, only to freeze when he spotted the sleepy figure of Kenny on the top of them. Thumb popped in his mouth, his ever-present teddy held by the ear, he looked Sasha up and down, and wrinkled his nose.
“Want Mama, and Daddy dirty, euw.”
Macey burst into renewed fits of giggles over his shoulder, and his cock deflated completely as he slowly slid her to her feet and shook his head. He ran a hand through his hair and smirked at his predicament while he answered his son.
“Yeah, Daddy had a bit of roll in the mud. I’ll go take a shower, shall I?”
Kenny laughed and nodded, and, wrinkling his little nose, held up his arms for Macey to pick him up. She hugged him close, and turning slightly, smiled back at Sasha.
“I should warn you, he’s in your bed. Strange house and all that. He didn’t want to sleep in his room. Love the décor, by the way.”
Sasha smiled and nodded. It had been worth the back-breaking work to transform what had been his weights room into a bedroom for Kenny. The place was now decked out with a Fireman Sam fire engine bed, and themed wallpaper and curtains. He sure hoped Kenny wouldn’t change his mind about his favorites anytime soon, but who knew?
After a long and luxurious shower to soothe his aching muscles and remove all traces of the scum that he’d killed, Sasha yanked on some old joggers and, pulling the door open to his bedroom, froze at the sight that greeted him.
Macey must have fallen asleep mid-reading Kenny a story, because the book had landed upside down on the carpet, and semi propped up on the cushions, his girl was lying next to a snoring Kenny. They took up most of the bed, and he grinned to himself as he switched off the light and tried to get comfortable on the little bit of bed still available. Spooning his big body around his two precious people, he inhaled deeply of their combined scents.
Macey stirred in his arms and wriggled against him. Naturally, his ever-eager cock took that as an invitation and he groaned. A small giggle escaped Macey and, lifting himself up on elbow, he studied her.
“This is not funny, kitten,” he grumbled, and then he, too, smiled when Kenny turned over and flung his arm wide, narrowly missing Sasha’s nose.
“Jeez, we need danger money sleeping with him in our bed, and a much bigger bed, I’ve decided.”
Macey reached up to trace his lips, and the love shining out her eyes took his breath away.
“You don’t mind, do you? He won’t need to do this every night. It’s just…”
Sasha shut her up by kissing her, and they were both breathing heavily by the time they broke apart.
“You don’t fancy a quick tumble on Sam’s fire engine, do you?” he asked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively, and Macey slapped her hand over her mouth to stem her giggles.
“You have seen the size of that bed, right? And besides, he’d come and find us, you know that.”
Sasha growled in mock annoyance and sighed. “Cock-blocked by my own son. Guess that’s my life from now on in.”
He grinned at Macey when she frowned and pulled her closer against him.
“Just as well I love you two, isn’t it?” he said, and Macey relaxed against him.
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