STORY EXCERPT

Kaitlyn felt she’d had a great first week in her new job. She’d applied for the position as Personal Assistant to the Mayor of Lauderville, Idaho as a way to climb out of the secretarial pool she’d previously been drowning in.

She’d been born in San Diego, and after years of travelling the country with her father’s work they’d settled back there when he’d retired. She had worked as a secretary in the department of public works for two long years. Her dedication and hard work had failed to get her noticed and she’d grown tired of being constantly passed over for promotion.

Her father had suggested she look for a position elsewhere and a Google search had struck gold with this job. Lauderville was a small town, but she didn’t have to stay here forever. She planned to shine in this job, thus giving her CV a boost and helping her land a great position back in San Diego.

Mayor Graves’ voice on her intercom interrupted her thoughts. “Miss Winter, could you please be ready at five to take the minutes of a meeting I have just scheduled with councilors Dixon, Taylor and Kennedy.”

“Yes Sir.” There go my plans to do some unpacking.

She’d worked late each night this week and tonight was apparently going to be no different. At least tomorrow was Saturday and she could spend the entire weekend getting her apartment organized. She didn’t know anyone in town, so it wasn’t like she had anything else to do.

Finishing up the last of her work, she collected her laptop and walked to the Mayor’s adjoining office. The door was ajar and she could hear the men talking inside.

She tapped her knuckles lightly on the open door. “Are you ready for me, Sir?”

The sounds of laughter drifted out the door, but after a few seconds the Mayor told her to enter.

“Good evening, gentlemen,” Kaitlyn said politely.

“Miss Winter, we’re forgoing the conference room tonight.” Mayor Graves gestured to the leather sectional arranged around a large coffee table. “Please make yourself comfortable. We’ll be right with you.”

Kaitlyn sat at the very end of the sofa, and arranged her laptop comfortably. The hairs on the back of her neck rose. She forced herself to look up slowly, when she’d wanted to jerk her head up in alarm.

The three councilors and the Mayor had all stopped talking and were now staring at her. The look in their eyes reminded her of the looks she’d seen on wild animals. Hungry, wild animals. As they all loosened their ties she looked back down at her computer and pretended to be getting ready for their conference.

Her father hadn’t raised an idiot for a daughter. He’d taught her to listen to the primitive instincts she’d been born with. She couldn’t recall ever having had a need to use them before, but that didn’t mean she’d ignore them now. The air in the room seemed charged with menace. It pricked against the bare skin of her arms. She watched as the fine hairs rose to attention.

“Darn,” she said softly. “My laptop is running low on batteries. I’m just going to get the power cord from my desk.” Deciding to chance another look at the men, she looked up as she rose to her feet.

The Mayor was standing directly in front of her. She hadn’t seen him move, but there he was. He laid his hand on her arm. “Sit down Kaitlyn.”

She obeyed immediately. Despite every muscle in her body being previously tensed and ready to run from the room.

“Remove your blouse and brassiere please,” the Mayor continued.

“It’s been a long fucking week waiting for this, Selwyn,” said councilor Dixon.

Kaitlyn reached up and began unbuttoning her favorite pink blouse. No. Stop. Don’t. I don’t want to do this. She was screaming, but not a single word escaped the prison her mind had somehow become. What’s happening to me? Why can’t I run?

“She’s got a fine ass, Selwyn,” councilor Taylor said, “perhaps we should tell her to get completely naked.”

“I want to taste her, John. Not fuck her.”

She dropped her blouse on the floor and reached for the clasp at the front of her bra. Stop. Stop. Stop.

“You went too far with the last PA, John,” councilor Kennedy said. “Mind control didn’t stop her boyfriend from noticing all the bruises you left by fucking her like that.”

“She tasted like a whore. I simply treated her as such.”

Kaitlyn now sat on the sofa in nothing but her skirt, stockings and ballet flats. She dropped her bra and folded her hands in her lap. No. I’m strong. I can fight them. They can’t do this to me. Mind control? Is that what they’re doing to me?

“But Kaitlyn’s not a whore,” the Mayor said. He sat down next to her and gripped her high ponytail tightly in his fist. Using her hair, he pulled her towards him and extended her neck until it was stretched in front of his face. “I’m not sure what she is, but she smells exotic.”

“Maybe we’ll know what she is from her taste,” councilor Kennedy said. He sat on the other side of her and licked her neck.

Kaitlyn didn’t even shudder. She just sat there screaming in her mind.

“Well I’m feeding from her fucking tits then,” councilor Taylor said as he knelt beside Kaitlyn and grasped her right breast roughly.

Kaitlyn had no idea what was happening. But she knew she was helpless to stop it. She couldn’t even cry. Her body seemed to belong to the Mayor. Councilor Dixon raised her left arm to his mouth as he knelt down next to John Taylor.

The Mayor struck first, she felt his mouth at her throat a scant second before she felt the slice of sharp teeth sinking into her neck. She then felt the same stabbing pain on the other side of her neck, her wrist and breast. They are drinking my blood and I’m just sitting here letting them. They’re vampires? Fight them. Run. Oh God, do something.

ADULT EXCERPT

She reached for Sean and Aiden released her to him, she repeated her actions with him. “We’re fine, baby,” Sean whispered in her ear.

Sean let her go when she pushed against his chest. She took Sean’s hand and then his and began to walk backwards out of the kitchen, pulling them along with her. “I made coffee and I talked to Dad. I deliberately didn’t think about you getting killed or maimed so I wouldn’t distract you Aiden.”

Aiden looked at Sean for guidance, but he just shrugged. She kept pulling them. Aiden couldn’t interpret her thoughts, they were too jumbled. He had no idea what she was doing.

“But now you’re home and safe and I want to be your mate. I should have…”

Aiden picked her up and had her in Sean’s bedroom, their bedroom, before she spoke the next word.

“…told you I loved you.” She’d waited, and finished her sentence as Sean ran into the room behind them.

“I love you, Kaitlyn.” Aiden took her lips in a hungry kiss. Their lips sliding together, their tongues stroking. Aiden released her and turned her to face Sean. She had two mates.

“I love you,” Sean said. She moaned into his mouth as they kissed.

As the scent of her arousal filled the room his cock began to throb painfully. He walked behind her and ran his hands down the length of her back to cup her ass. If she wasn’t ready, he’d wait. But if this went on much longer it may cost him his tenuous grip on his sanity.

“God, what you do to me, Kaitlyn.” He ground his pelvis into the softness of her ass. She moaned and broke away from Sean’s mouth.

“I want to be your mate. I don’t want you going out there and fighting for me without the mating bond joining us, without you having a piece of my heart with you always.”

“My cock is going to explode, baby. Are you sure?” Sean said, nipping at Kaitlyn’s neck.

“Tell him Aiden. Am I sure?”

“She’s sure.” It was Aiden’s turn to groan as Kaitlyn thought in explicit detail about what she wanted to do.

“We have to make sure you’re ready for us first, my heart. Then we will make your wish a reality.”

“Jesus. Now I wish I could read minds,” Sean said, moaning into Kaitlyn’s neck.

Kaitlyn began to pull at Sean’s shirt. He drew away from her to pull it over his head. “Were you hurt tonight?” she said softly.

The bedroom was unlit, only the moonlight from the open curtain lighting the room, but Aiden didn’t doubt she could see all of Sean’s naked torso. Very clearly if the rise in her pulse rate was an indication.

“Touch him, Kaitlyn,” Aiden whispered. “His cat is snarling at him, it craves your touch so badly.”

She raised her hands and ran them over Sean’s body. His growl was soft and she shuddered as the vibrations ran through her. “You’re perfect,” she said.

As she thought about how much her breasts ached, Aiden stripped off his clothes and pressed himself to her back. She sighed at the contact, then moaned as he ran his hands under her blouse to cup her breasts.

“Oh,” she said with a gasp. He lightly pinched her hard, peaked nipples.

“You have beautiful breasts. Sean would like to taste them.”

“Yes,” they both said together. Sean kissed her, and ran his hands down her arms. When he reached her hands he gently moved them behind her back.

“Aiden needs you to touch him, baby.”

Aiden’s knees threatened to buckle as she took Sean’s directions and wrapped her hands around the length of his cock.

Sean unbuttoned her blouse and undid her bra, exposing her breasts to them both.

He hissed as she gently stroked him. “Is that too hard?” He nearly came at her innocent question. She’d never even touched a man before.

“It feels good, Kaitlyn. But I want to come inside you this first time we’re together.”

Sean kissed his way to her breasts and Aiden released one of her nipples. Sean cupped her breast and sucked the hardened nub into his mouth.

Kaitlyn moaned, but didn’t release his cock, she explored it with her soft fingers, stroking and squeezing. She rubbed his wetness around the head, and glided her fingers along his slicked skin. It was a delicious torture.

“It’s so soft,” she whispered.

“Now Sean, Kaitlyn,” Aiden mourned the loss of her warm hands, but knew that Sean craved her touch as much as he did.

She unbuttoned Sean’s jeans and lowered the zipper. Sean’s cock sprang free and she repeated her exploration on him. Aiden shut his mind to Sean’s thoughts. He would share Kaitlyn with him, but he didn’t need to share everything.

Aiden released Kaitlyn’s nipple to run his hands to the top of her jeans. She sucked in her stomach and his hand slid down to the top of her panties.

“Can I taste you, Kaitlyn? I can smell your cream and I need to know if you taste as good as you smell.”