Sanibel Seduction - Vampire Werewolf Menage (Fanged Romance Series Book Four)

by Scott, Talyn

  “Where else will you find it? You don’t just get it in a carton at the store, Gage. She has to drink from the source.”

  “I know a reliable source,” Gage said, clapping him on his broad shoulder as the doors opened. “And unless you go out hunting, you’ll have to take my vein tonight.” Gage hated being fed on by vampires. He’d had a few wild days that were well past him and didn’t want to relive those memories. But his new co-mate needed it now, and he had to care for his needs as much as Azure’s. So he’d have to deal.

  Many scents hit him when he stepped into his new home. But one signaled him out. A Were’s heart thundered proudly inside his chest, slamming against his sternum in a frantic tattoo. Ummm, she was just upstairs and in the fiery throes of heat. “I’m coming for you, sweet mate,” he whispered. “Going to claim you this night,” he promised her, breathing in more of her lush scent: night-blooming jasmine, musky salt, and a heavy dose of heather. With such a scent, Gage wondered how she’d slipped under Bane’s radar.

  Tatum and Bren came through the corridor under the double staircase. And he was still shocked that he felt nothing for Tatum but a deep friendship. And thinking of Azure, the way he already felt connected to her made him realize how much he’d hurt Bren and Jayce by wanting what was theirs. He didn’t even love Azure yet, but they’d loved Tatum for a lifetime. And at one time, he’d thought to take that away from them. Countless times, he’d gotten off on the sight of Tatum, from her images he’d kept on that ridiculous hard drive. He couldn’t even get hard for her now. And although life was far from perfect right now, when he crossed the grand foyer to greet her, he felt the weight of the world slide right off his shoulders.

  Tatum reached out for him and he gripped her fingers lightly before releasing them and introducing Sayer. “This is your very queen, Sayer.”

  “I’m honored.”

  She waved a delicate hand dismissively. “Don’t start the queen stuff, seriously. And I’m glad to meet Gage’s co-mate. You look like the kind of male who will keep him on his toes, young and fit.”

  At that, Bren arched a brow and tucked her into his side. “I think we’ll be going home now. I won’t be available like before, Gage. Ciaran and Blade just took Rebecca back to Scotland. So, Arian has offered to lend aid if there’s a need before he takes Renee overseas.”

  “I understand, and congratulations. Heath told me before Jayce could get to it.” He turned to keep Sayer in the conversation. “Tatum is pregnant.”

  “With the next Alpha?”

  “Oh, yes,” Gage continued, “we have to celebrate soon.”

  “Yes, my felicitations,” Sayer added.

  “I don’t know how you all can say it took yet. In hours? Really,” she muttered while tapping her foot on the marble floor.

  “When the Alpha is ready, it takes,” Bren explained, leading her to the elevator.

  “I never want to lay eyes on Heath and Rock again,” she growled in a queenly way. “Never.”

  “You’ll have to face them again,” Bren snickered. “They are leaders within our pack. But you’ll be so deliriously happy from our child growing inside your belly” - He placed a large palm against her stomach lovingly - “you won’t remember your awkwardness.”

  “You call that awkward?” Her face flamed. “Underestimate, much?”

  “We need to get going. You’re acting up. Maybe it’s because you know I won’t spank you in your condition. But I have news for you, withholding your orgasms for hours can be far worse. Think about it.” He tapped her nose with his index finger.

  That just made her horny. “Oh, I am soooo ready to leave.”

  “Are you?” Bren faked astonishment.

  Gage cleared his throat, snagging their attention before the doors shut. “How long has Azure been sleeping?” He’d recognized her heart rate and respiration patterns were in a resting state when he’d stepped inside.

  Bren didn’t bother looking at his watch. “Since ten minutes after you left.”

  “Due to her body’s demands,” Tatum explained, “the heat was torturing her. I’m thinking she would be very receptive if you two just laid it out there for her. Most definitely, she’d be relieved after the initial, uh, shock of it all. Believe me, I know.”

  “Enough to put her out?” Sayer asked.

  Bren looked uncomfortable. “She began to assert herself with the nearest male.”

  “That would be him,” Tatum laughed, patting Bren’s colossal chest. “He put her to sleep and had Jude carry her to your bed. Bren was afraid I would get jealous if he carried her up himself.”

  “You would have.” He slanted his mouth over hers in a bruising kiss right as the doors closed on them.

  “Are they always like that?” Sayer said to Gage.

  “Always and I had to live in the same building with them until I moved here.” His lips twitched. “I think we’ll be worse than them with Azure, though.”

  “And everything we discussed in the car on the way from the restaurant…” he stopped, his mouth drawing tight.

  “Has to work,” Gage said while pulling off his coat. “Let’s get you fed while she’s still asleep.” His hands moved to his tie, and then he removed his shirt in Were speed. He didn’t know yet if Sayer was a sloppy drinker and he liked wearing his clothes more than once. He cocked his head, hearing Jayce and the others arriving on the rooftop, readying for rights to mate. The unmated werewolves who wanted to scent Azure’s climax to find out if she belonged to them were waiting. Gage couldn’t think about it, but simply go through the actions and hope for the best. “Will fresh blood tamp down your Habaline irises?” They were extraordinary, and he should be proud to have them. But they would frighten Azure.

  “Yes,” A vampire’s hiss left Sayer’s throat. “I must warn you.” He wrapped his hand around the back of his neck, massaging the tension. “I harden when I feed.”

  “I’m sure you do.” Gage expected it since feeding caused an unavoidable intimacy for both parties. Been there done that.

  He circled Gage, his dark head down, canting. “I want right on your throat.”

  Gage sensed Sayer’s hunger rising and smiled back. “Are you going to stalk me to death?” His co-mate’s eyes flickered with challenge. Obviously, Sayer had really hunted in the breeding prison. Nothing had been given freely. And that’s when Gage realized he couldn’t possibly feed on Azure until he curbed his inherent instincts. He soon realized that those females Heath said were mesmerized by Sayer into thinking he’d fucked them silly were probably hunted in this way and frightened until he enthralled them, planting carnal memories in his wake.

  Sayer’s jaw contracted, flexed. His fangs lengthened, scraping past his chin. Gage saw him move to the left, but he was in the air before he picked up his change in movement. He shoved him into the door underneath the left staircase. A storage closet he’d broke clean through with their bodies. Gage held back, allowing him his show of dominance, but this was the extinct of his property damage. Nothing else was going to be bashed in.

  While hissing in the way vampires do, he ran his tongue up Gage’s throat, right over his pulse point, hovering before he bit down. Savoring his meal since he couldn’t hunt in the way he so desired. And Gage could read his disappointment. He wanted Azure, and he wanted a high dose of adrenalin spurring through Gage’s veins. Vamps loved the taste of fear, especially after playing with their food. But Gage couldn’t even pretend to fear him. “Do it already!”

  A second hiss sounded, and he bit down, brutally. And if Gage had a throat left after this, he’d be surprised. “No endorphins, Sayer. Oh, shit.” He should have made himself clear from the beginning. He preferred pain over endorphins, but Sayer was pumping him with the good stuff. Suck, fluttering tongue, suck, fluttering tongue, moaning as he drew Gage’s essence inside his body, Sayer ground his arousal into his hip. The mesmerizing rhythm coincided with the beat of Gage’s heart. “Oh, hell, Sayer.” He was drugging him. “Finish this.” All he c
ould do was think of Azure sleeping just right upstairs, imagine himself under her skin, buried deep inside her pussy.

  Sayer was hungrier than Gage realized, and he was weakening as Sayer became more empowered by his ancient blood. It dawned on him that he had never fed on a pure-blood werewolf. He was shuddering above him, climaxing as he fed. “Sayer, listen to me. Back off.” He was in deep, his daggers in a main artery. “Blood lust,” he groaned since Sayer threw more endorphins his way. Sayer’s body ran on instinct, trying to shut down its prey in order for Gage to become compliant. But even with blood loss, Gage was stronger than that.

  “I have all the control, Sayer. Are you listening to me? I have it, not you.” He pulled at his co-mate’s black hair, feeling the fragments from the door he’d demolished, splinters and flakes of paint. He didn’t want to rip him off for two reasons: One, he didn’t want his own head torn clean off his shoulders. Two, he didn’t want to reject Sayer after he’d lived such a horrid life, a child who’d probably suffered atrocities Gage didn’t want to imagine. So he gave him a few more minutes.

  After Sayer had inched back from a rocking climax, he seemed to collect himself, coming down from his feeding frenzy and realizing Gage had asked him to stop. He released his throat, easing those monstrous fangs out slowly before licking him closed. New flesh instantly covered Gage’s wounds.

  “I guess,” Sayer said in a warm, sleep-fuzzy voice, “we should be glad you weren’t Azure.”

  Gage rubbed his neck, making sure everything was closed for business. “You fed on humans in that way? Should the Pack be looking for a pile of bodies buried somewhere?”

  Sayer tried to laugh, but it sounded rusty. “No. I was hungrier than I thought. And I was, well, pretending you were Azure.”

  A bark of laughter left Gage, he’d imagined the same thing. “I’m insulted. No one’s ever had to pretend with me.” He misted away, listening as Sayer’s body thumped to the floor in the absence of his. “I didn’t make this mess,” he scolded him. How would he explain that missing door to Azure? He couldn’t have it replaced without her seeing the repairs. And the wall looked as though a missile went through it. “Clean your shit up, Sayer.” He misted to the landing, staring down over the railing as Sayer inched out of the storage closet with wooden splinters falling from his massive shoulders. “Oh, and remember the plan.”

  An answering groan was the only response Gage received.

  He misted to his bedroom, their bedroom, palming his hard dick through his pants. At his nod, Jayce eased back out to signal the others. Gage listened in as Jayce spoke to them telepathically – in the way of the Alpha Beast. He explained that no other Beast would descend on her, or he would gut him on the spot. She wasn’t to be frightened. And since the healing time from that particular punishment was quite a bitch and incredibly painful, they should think twice about disobeying him. Jayce also said that he read her as half human, and sensed that her celestial half was responding to Gage at an incredible rate. Better than Tatum had for him. So her bloodlines were strong, and her connection to Gage’s werewolf was phenomenal, even without the full moon’s pull. Probably the exact reason she couldn’t find the will to run out of the door screaming. Her heat was in full bloom.

  Now, all Gage had to do was bring her to a strong climax. With a couple dozen werewolves on his roof watching, waiting, sniffing, and hoping they would be mated. Thank God those days were behind him now.

  His Beast riled possessively, snarling inside his head. She was so soft and slight, in need of his protection. From the moment he encountered her, protecting Azure became his savage pleasure. Something he was born to do. A high honor bestowed upon his Beast.

  Jayce was there for two reasons. Bane and Rock were encountering implausible issues on Captiva Island, joining with the vampire warriors uneasily and protecting their combined women. So they were absent. Since Heath already knew Azure wasn’t his, he would oversee the others, ensuring they complied with appropriate behavior. Jayce, on the other hand, was there to keep Gage’s werewolf tamped down as he’d been doing since they arrived at The Garden.

  Especially after the kitchen incident, Gage’s Beast was beyond riled, readying to overpower her with a good bite and a stiff cock. Thanks to Jayce, he could masquerade as a nearly perfect gentleman. However, when Jayce left, he was on his own.

  Azure was on top of his bed, a powerful sight for a werewolf to behold. What was his was in his bed for the first time. A thin sheen of sweat covered his chest as a shiver ran through him.

  Her lids were closed, and she’d kicked off the covers. While lying on her stomach, her dress was twisted around her waist, and her panties stuck to her flesh. Wet? Oh, he felt his heart begin to race. She was incredibly wet.

  Gage sensed his little mate was dreaming. Something naughty but delicious. From the look of her flushed skin, that would be a serious yes. Azure reached down and rubbed her swollen lips through the supple silk panties. They were sheer, like water running over her skin. With his immortal sight cleared up, he could see everything as if her little pussy were bare. She pressed her face into the pillow while gliding her index finger over her clitoris just to tease herself, before sliding back over her opening.

  He would never tire of watching her play. As she soon would find out, Gage loved to watch.

  With her eyes still closed, she moaned into the damp pillow, drooling in her sleep. “Poor baby,” he whispered, moving in on her, “come for me.”

  Another groan left her lips as her finger drew tighter circles against her soft panties, outlining her sex beautifully. She eased around that lacy elastic just as Gage had tried to do earlier before they were so rudely interrupted. After shoving three fingers inside, she deepened them, stroking her ridges harder before coaxing her body into the heated abyss as near to escapism as she could get without a male. Her tongue darted out, licking her dry lips as she arched her back. Thighs tightened with her impending release, gripping the arm speared between them. “Oh,” she grew louder, scenting the room with her personal fragrance. A bodily perfume he would crawl over hot coals to scent. “Ooohh.”

  Gage’s dick pressed against his flat belly, his swollen iron protruding over his belt. He thumbed the angry head, spreading its moisture over his broad crown. Reaching for his belt buckle, he loosened it slowly, raking the leather’s edge over the exposed portion of his cock and burning the skin there. Pain and pleasure. He couldn’t get enough of it, and now he had a mate to share his interests. “I will teach you, sweet Azure,” he purred softly. “I will show you the delights found in the flesh.” On that note, he remembered Sayer was a virgin. So he would have to learn a thing or two about pleasing a female.

  She pushed the heel of her hand in on the down stroke, grinding her swollen nub while she spread her juices with her opposite hand. Lips parting on a gasp, Azure caressed her body with a delicious intent, waking up with the building pleasure. “Yes,” she whimpered, going higher as he watched on in utter enthrallment. Higher and higher, she went. Lifting her cunt with four fingers now, arching and lowering on the mattress. Burying them deep, burning her sheath with that little bite she must need to send her right over.

  Gage was so gone, losing it, squeezing, releasing, squeezing, and releasing. He watched her work her climax, yelling blistering profanities as she came. Bad, bad girl, he smiled to himself. “You are perfect for me, Azure Malloy.” He jumped on the bed, landing right on top of her, though gently.

  “Oh, no,” she gasped at his intrusion.

  “Oh, yes,” he whispered in her ear and then dipped his tongue inside. Although he felt her skin heat with her embarrassment, getting caught would do that to anyone, she pushed against his hard length. “Share some skin with me Azure. Don’t be selfish.

  She panted. Short breaths – in and out. Then he heard some significant suction going on as she pulled her fingers to the slick edge of her sex, before burying them again. In a crazy rush, her pussy flooded wildly with her second release. She cried out,
scrapping her nipples against the coverlet. He only wished this mating heat wasn’t monthly but daily, but he would take what he could get.

  “I’m swelling and throbbing for you,” he whispered against her throat, longing to bite her right over her new mark. She slowly turned her head, looking at him with those golden eyes. A color only present in Celtic Were bloodlines. And she was not satisfied, not in the least. Soon he would fix that. “Give it up, love.”

  “Control?”

  “That’s an amazing word,” he whispered, hugging her against him while reaching for her soaked hand. He brought it to his mouth and studied her four glistening fingers slicked with her cream. He parted his lips oh so carefully, considering his canines were punching down, and sucked off each – one by one. He heard her swallow roughly and felt her thighs closing, so he pushed his knee between them. “Oh, no, Love, we are not stopping. You are in my bed. My. Bed.” How long had it been since he was inside someone he truly cared about? Centuries. And there was no way he was waiting another hour for her. No way. If she didn’t accept his cock so early in their courtship, then fine. But one way or another, a part of his body was getting into a part of hers, whatever those parts may be.

  Azure froze. “I don’t remember coming up here.”

  “Jude put you in here, was worried about your sore leg.” A partial truth. “He didn’t want you to stumble around an unfamiliar place if you woke up all groggy.”

  He put one hand on the inside of her thigh, easing it up and brushing his fingertips over her wet skin. She was soaked, and he wondered whom she was dreaming about. But it didn’t matter when he was the one atop her, the one who would claim her for all time. If there were any other man creeping into her thoughts or her sleeping mind, he wouldn’t be there for long. Not when she had two strong males readying to cater to her every carnal wish, seeing to all her needs. Once she understood what that entailed, how they could feel together, she wouldn’t consider another

  “I, uh, must have been exhausted.”