by Morgan Fox
Shaking her head, she wouldn’t accept this. She didn’t belong to them. The mating chemistry didn’t give them the right to imprison her. Not if she didn’t want to be trapped. They had to know she didn’t want this, at least that’s what she was telling herself. If only her brain could convince the rest of her body that she had no desire to be joined with her mates. However, her body was already more than willing to accept the joining attraction and craved it like the air she needed to survive.
Resisting them, she spat, “I don’t care what you think. I’m not your goddamn mate. Now let me go before I scream.”
“No,” Dominic growled, cupping her face in his unyielding hands.
Before she could even argue with him, his mouth captured hers in a scorching kiss, one that sent waves of euphoria exploding throughout her body. She felt Reyes’s touch, the heat of his hands seeping into her flesh as he massaged her scalp, neck, and shoulders. Her mind went blank as Dominic’s mouth ruled her own, taking possession of her lips and tongue in the most breathtaking kiss she’d ever experienced. She couldn’t think while Reyes reached around and fondled her breasts, slowly dipping inside her shirt to caress the tender mounds and tease her already hard-as-rock nipples.
She hissed as pleasure consumed her from her head to her toes. Hating that she enjoyed their touch so much, she couldn’t find the strength to push them away. The thought of severing their connection was like a knife to her heart.
“It’s just sex. It will never be more,” she warned against Dominic’s mouth.
Dominic lips separated from hers, but only for a second as Reyes’s mouth replaced his. Leaning her back across the desk, Reyes’s greedy, hungry mouth took control. Hands tangled in her hair, he swept his demanding and skilled tongue past her lips, stroking against the wetness within. She moaned hard as Dominic pulled her breast free of her clothing and his mouth fastened onto her exposed nipple. He worked her body to smoldering embers as he gently scraped his whiskers over the stimulated peaks only to suckle them once more.
Megan was mindless to everything except the ecstasy she found in her mates’ caresses. Her pussy clenched tight as Dominic’s fingers trailed along her abdomen, tormenting the skin around the waist of her pants. He slowly popped open the button and worked the fabric down her legs. The cool air on her skin only added to the thrill of having both men pleasure her. Never in a million years had she ever dreamed a moment like this was possible. It was a fantasy come true to have two of the most delicious men desiring to satisfy her and only her.
In my office, of all places.
Once she was lying naked on top of her desk, Reyes’s mouth moved from her lips to her breast and back again, his hands savagely exploring her body. Dominic spread her legs wide, kneeling down to sample her wetness. Her belly quivered as his mouth clamped down on her clit. Her body rocketed into absolute delight as he sucked hard, flicking his tongue over the throbbing nub.
“Oh, God,” she cried out as Reyes’s hands and mouth caressed her body and Dominic savored her pussy.
This was heaven. It had to be. She’d never felt so perfect and complete in her life. She could feel their warmth as if it were a part of her, could sense their desire to please her, make her come like never before. There was something beyond sex happening between them, but she didn’t want to think about what that was. She only wanted to enjoy the pleasure they gave her. She didn’t want to think about the repercussion of her actions. She only knew that her body would no longer allow her to ignore her cravings.
She grabbed Reyes’s shirt, yanking it out of his pants, and then she pulled his shirt up over his head as he leaned over her, revealing a bronzed and well-sculpted chest. She nibbled her lip at the sight of him, and her pussy pulsed and grew wetter just wondering if he was as well defined between his legs. Reaching to touch him, her fingers glided over his firm chest, the hard ripple of muscles that showed the years of hard physical labor and exercise.
Damn, he is sexy.
Letting her hand lower to the bulge in his pants, she demanded, “Take them off. If I’m going to be naked, then so are the both of you.”
Instantly, both men removed their clothing, discarding shoes, pants, and shirts in record time. She couldn’t decide who to stare at, her eyes drifting from one sexy male to the other and back again. Dominic dropped back to his knees, licking and sucking at her pussy, which pulsed under the divine suction of his mouth. Just as she had hoped, Reyes’s body was magnificent, especially the impressive cock jutting out from a dark patch of hair between his legs.
She wet her lips and beckoned him to move his hips forward. She took possession of his cock, gently stroking the long, thick shaft in her hands, smearing the slick head with the tip of her finger. After sucking her finger into her mouth to sample his flavor, she licked her lips once more then guided his cock into her mouth. She sucked him deep, but unable to take him all the way in, she used her hand to stroke what her mouth could not. He groaned as one of his hands kneaded the flesh of her breast while his other played in the soft strands of her hair.
The delight she found in the arms of these two men couldn’t be explained if she tried. All she knew was the moment Dominic teased her clit with his thick fingers and slid his engorged cock into her tight pussy she came in a rush of pure, blinding ravishment. She trembled as her body rode the wave of her orgasm. Over and over again, Dominic found the spot inside her cunt that had her writhing underneath them both, begging for more fulfillment. Her mouth and pussy filled with cock, her body couldn’t have been more aroused.
Dominic slammed into the depths of her cunt, driving deeper as he grabbed hold of her legs, spreading her wider. Reyes’s hips bucked as she sucked him and he was fucking her mouth with the same fevered intensity she found Dominic doing to her pussy. Sexual bliss. That was how she would describe the sensations boiling through her veins.
“Oh, baby. Your perfect mouth is going to make me come,” Reyes said, groaning as she continued to take him in as far as she could suck him. Her tongue rolled sinfully over the shaft and head, biting the head of his cock wickedly. The anticipation fueled her brain and body as she greedily hungered to feel the warmth of his cum sliding past her tongue.
Almost in unison, Reyes and Dominic bucked their hips one final time as their hot semen filled her mouth and pussy. Lapping up the sweet decadence of Reyes’s salty, masculine flavor had her licking her lips in search of more. Never had she felt like such a wanton. Being displayed in such a provocative way felt so natural to her, a feast of pleasure.
Without warning, her office door flew open. “Excuse me, Dr. Shaw?” All eyes darted to see her assistant standing in her office doorway. The look of surprise welled in his eyes.
Dominic was the first to charge at him, grabbing the young doctor by his throat, holding him suspended in the air with one strong arm.
Not again!
“Dominic, don’t,” Megan cried, hopping off the desk to quickly gather her clothing as Reyes shielded her body from everyone’s gaze. Neither man seemed affected by their nudity in front of Zane. Why would they when they appeared to be unrivaled specimens and more perfect then anything she’d ever seen?
Dominic regained control and lowered him to the ground. Zane immediately grabbed his throat and rubbed at the bruised tissue. Glaring at Dominic, he cleared his throat. “I’m sorry to disturb you, but I’ve found it,” Zane said, a wide-eyed expression on his face. “I found the marks that prove Mason Levi was bitten by a vampire.”
Chapter Six
The warm slap she left on Dominic’s face didn’t make her feel any better. In fact, she felt worse. Besides the throbbing pain in her hand, she knew he hadn’t meant to hurt her friend, but the impulse to protect Zane only made her realize how difficult it must be for both Dominic and Reyes to not be able to protect her as they seemed so determined to do.
Being an arduous, pain-in-the-ass mate was not her goal. However, accepting a man into her heart that purely and unconditionally loved her fo
r who she was, inside and out, was. The mating bond may give mates a chance to recognize the attraction they shared, but she didn’t want to be forced to be with a man solely because of biological affinity. Strange as it might have been for a doctor to confess, this was the one time in her life where she didn’t want science to reign supreme. She hungered for emotions, pure and unrelenting, to devour her whole and reveal the true affections that could develop naturally between a man and a woman.
Sex with her biological mates couldn’t have been more exquisite if she had dreamed it. The energized union they shared still tingled and pulsed inside her, and instinctively she knew that was the addictive sensation that overwhelmed mates and made them want to do anything and everything for each other. Resisting those temptations was one of the hardest things she’d ever had to do. Even though the physical stimulation they experienced together ignited a perfect explosion of exultant euphoria, she would retaliate against the odds because she believed she was destined to discover a deeper connection. She sought to find an emotional and physical nexus that could never be broken or questioned.
Swallowing back her rising needs for the men who turned her body to molten lava and her brain to mush, she said, “I’m sorry, Dominic. I didn’t mean to do that.”
“Yes, you did,” he said. “Technically it was my fault, so there’s no need to apologize.” He inhaled deeply, meeting her gaze. He licked his lips. “I don’t know what came over me.”
He might not choose to admit it and perhaps that was for the best, but she knew all too well what had come over him. He could say the words that he wanted to be her mate, but could he fully accept what those words would truly mean for him, and her? Maybe she wasn’t the only one fighting the bonding link. She smiled to herself as she realized the only one who seemed unaffected by their interestingly strange lovers’ predicament was Reyes.
Staring into Dominic’s magnificent black eyes, hypnotized by the seductive trace of gold that circled the iris, revved-up her heart. Her body was suddenly charged by his, vibrating with awareness. Standing so close to him, she felt the spark of electricity surging from his body slam into hers with a force that nearly rendered her speechless. The force overwhelming her reminded her of the feelings she had for Dominic the moment they’d first met, before she’d even touched the warm flesh of his body.
Swallowing to moisten the dryness in her throat, she told him, “Still, I shouldn’t have slapped you.” She turned away instantly before he could sense the emotions pulverizing her soul.
Fleeing her office and the towering men who had just made love to her, she stepped in close to Zane. She couldn’t meet his gaze. He’d seen her in a way she never wanted her colleague and friend to see her. Even worse than being caught naked in front of him, she’d allowed him to discover her in a most compromising position with the two men she’d admitted earlier wanted to be her mates. Denying her feelings about Dominic and Reyes to Zane would be harder than ever.
Stiffening her spine, she jumped right to business. “Show me the bite marks.”
Standing alongside her assistant in the lab beside the corpse of Mason Levi, she watched as Zane grabbed the large well-lit magnifying lens from overhead and lowered it to Mason’s right pectoral, directly above his pale nipple. His skin had almost healed over the small puncture wounds.
Her eyes narrowed as she concentrated and studied the marks. “Did you find others?” she asked.
“Yes, he has two more bite marks. One on his left inner thigh and the other”—he paused, lowering his voice—“on the head of his penis.”
She squeezed her eyes shut as a wave of warmth flooded her cheeks. She wasn’t embarrassed about the marks on the head of Mason’s cock, but more for the reminder that Zane had seen her in the throes of passion with her mates.
Assumed mates, she reminded herself.
Megan shook the sidelined images from her mind. Her brows pinched tight at the bridge of her nose, and her mind swirled with random thoughts. No vampire she had ever known wanted anything to do with a lycan breed. Vampires were snobs, too high up on the food chain to give two shits about any were-kind. The only thing that might make a vampire touch a lycan would be—
Her gut knotted as she made sense of it all. “They had sex,” she blurted out.
“That’s what I thought,” Zane admitted. “Why else would a vampire mark a lycan like this? Tearing out a throat is one thing, but marks like these are sensual in nature. There was no tearing of the flesh. The puncture marks are precise.”
Dominic stepped up to glance over Megan’s shoulder. The closeness of his body had her eyes closing briefly, inhaling his ocean-fresh scent. She opened her eyes and tried to focus, wishing he would take a step back and give her space. He didn’t.
“You mean to tell me that our boy Mason here was fucking a vampire?” Dominic said, a hint of surprise lingering in his words.
Turning to face him, she glared up at him, his close proximity alarming to her senses. “You have the most unprofessional way of saying things, you know that?”
He arched a dark, curious, but wicked brow.
Zane answered, “Yes, that’s exactly what we’re saying. Mason and our mystery vampire had had sex.” He paused, shifting to face his audience. “It would appear that it was not just a one-night stand.”
Now, she hadn’t considered that. Mason and the vampire had been in a relationship.
Meeting her gaze, Zane continued sharing his thoughts with her. “The bite marks on his body are at different points of healing, evidence that he’s been with the vampire more than once.”
“Who says it’s a woman, or the same woman, for that matter?” Reyes pointed out.
Dominic’s face distorted as if he were about to be sick. “Dude, please don’t turn into Ryken. I don’t think I can handle it. Especially since we both just had se—” Megan kicked his shin. The heat of embarrassment flooded her cheeks once again as she glared at him. The intensity of her gaze could have melted his face clean off. He coughed, understanding her irritated stare and said, “Never mind.”
That was a first. Dominic wasn’t the sort of man to back down from her. He hadn’t cared what she did or how he hurt her in the past. Had sex with her changed him that much or was it the mating connection they now shared? Regardless, she liked that he didn’t want to insult her or treat her like he hated her.
Damn it, she inwardly groaned. She didn’t want the mating shit to be a good thing. She wanted to despise everything about it, but she had to admit the sex was amazing, and the way both Dominic and Reyes looked at her as if she hung the moon left her feeling breathless and a little dizzy. Maybe she needed to rethink her approach with these men and the bonding. Maybe she needed to accept that she enjoyed sex with them. However, they had to know that expecting anything else from her went far beyond what she could offer them. The sooner she explained what she was willing to accept from them the better.
“I’ve measured the bite radius, and the three marks are from the same vampire,” Zane said in response to Reyes.
“So it does look as though we are looking for a vampire,” Megan said, returning her thoughts back to the dead body lying in front of her on a cold metal slab.
“Do you think the vampire knows Mason’s dead?” Reyes asked. His voice filled her with dread and more questions than answers.
The room fell silent for a moment before Zane said, “I’m pretty sure it does. I’ve heard…and read about a link between a vampire and the person the vampire shares blood with. If this vampire cared anything for Mason, the link could’ve been very strong. I’d also bet anything that the vampire is going to be very pissed at us for killing him.”
Megan swallowed hard, suddenly very glad that she had Dominic and Reyes protecting her. As if sensing her need, both men were at her sides in seconds, touching her for comfort, and strangely, it soothed her, but not enough for her to ignore the fact that things had just gotten a little more fucked up for them.
* * * *
Dominic went down to the lounge to grab a cup of coffee for him and Megan. Reyes could get his own damn cup of coffee for all he cared. He flexed the muscles in his hands as the image of Megan’s body writhing on her desk flashed in his mind. The memory of her pussy gripping his cock had him growing harder and painfully aroused. As an alpha-primed lycan, he had a ferocious sexual thirst, but it was never this aggressive and demanding. His body’s cravings were uncontrollable and no other woman but Megan could satisfy his appetite. When he closed his eyes, it was her face that filled his visions. It was the same glowing smile he’d seen light up her face from time to time.
Megan was contaminating his mind. All he thought he wanted from her was sex, but strange things were happening to him now that he’d been with her, sampled her as he’d always desired doing. The passions burning in his body confused and frustrated him. She had a way of driving him beyond reason, but more so, she had a way of making him need her.
He growled low in his throat as his cock pressed firmly against his jeans. He’d spent himself just over an hour ago, and his cock responded as if it had never done so, ready to lay claim to his mate yet again. Taking her had been the best affair he’d ever had. Being inside her tight pussy, pressed against her body, was like finally coming home. In a strange way, Megan completed him, made him feel whole like a man, not just a lycan.
As he’d watched her suck Reyes into her mouth, he couldn’t help but feel a tremendous amount of jealousy that she pleasured another with that sumptuous mouth of hers. The only thing that kept him from coming completely undone and knocking the ever-living hell out of his friend was the knowledge that she had chosen to fuck him with her mouth first, that he was the one she chose initially to be with and she had given herself wholly to him. The memory of waking up next to her made his chest ache. His stomach rolled with emotions he couldn’t identify, but he knew he would no longer be able to stay away from the woman that had nearly destroyed him.
