STORY EXCERPT

“Why did you flinch?” Damn. I knew this was going to come up.

I refused to lie to my mate, but when I was going to ask that we discuss this later I saw the deep concern in his eyes and I couldn’t let him worry. “We’re doing this right in front of the man I’ve been seeing. I’m blessed and grateful to have found you but I can’t help but be concerned for him. He’s a good man.”

He nodded and swallowed loudly. “Do you love him?”

“Yes, but my heart is not his.” He raised an eyebrow at that. “We love each other but we’re not in love. He means a lot to me.”

“Then there is room for me.” He gave me a wolfish smile, pun intended, and rolled gracefully to his feet. He didn’t make me feel as short as Elan did, only being five inches taller than my six-three. Wow. I’d really have to stop comparing him to Elan or making everything about my fae lover… Especially since Elan was humping the smaller wolf into the ground. “Get off my little brother!”

“What?” I gasped, glancing from my mate to the man I was involved with moments ago. “Your brother is mating my lover?”

“You’re involved with Elan?” Virgil asked with big eyes and then whistled. “Wow. Good thing we brought you with to meet the wolves.”

“Hey, they just closed the deal,” Caven snickered. “I’m thinking fruit basket with an arrangement of sex toys for the happily mated couples. Well, Elan gets another one of course.”

“So do I,” I admitted.

“What?” several people exclaimed.

“Vampires only get one mate,” Kinkade growled as he cornered me against a tree. We’d met in a forest preserve Kinkade and Mareo had dealings in before because it gave us cover and wouldn’t be crowded at night. It seemed it also gave us soft grass for my mate to ravage me on and trees to pin me to. “Explain immediately.”

“I can’t,” I stuttered, his ferocity both worrying and exciting me. “It’s just the way it’s always been in my family. All of my relatives have two mates.”

“How can that be, Clove?” Virgil asked gently.

“I don’t know,” I answered, glancing at my friend. “How do the O’Hagans have twins? We just do. The Sutherlands have two mates always.” I searched my mate’s eyes. “I’m not lying to you, I swear. I would have brought this up more gently, but when Caven mentioned Elan having another one because he’s fae, it would be like lying to me not to have fessed up right then.”

“Yes, I agree,” he said after a moment, giving me a swift nod. “My mate is honorable. I am pleased and shall make sure you are rewarded well tonight. Let us see our new home.” He rubbed his hand against my hip suggestively as he glanced at Caven. “Alpha, I speak for my brother and I when I say we accept, though I cannot speak for the others. Can we gather our things later?”

“Whatever makes the brother of my mate happy,” Elan said as he stood with the small wolf in his arms. “I am the one who opened the portal. I will gladly bring you back whenever you like.” He approached us slowly, ignoring the dual growls as he reached out and cupped my cheek. “Clove, my dear, I will treasure our time together always. You have become so important to me and not in only the ways of the bedroom, though I will think fondly on those times as well.”

“Me too,” I whispered, blinking back tears that wanted to form at the idea of no longer having him in my life. “We don’t have to stop being friends, right? You get me, Elan. I don’t want to lose that. It’s been so long since I’ve had a person I felt I could be myself with always.”

“No, we won’t stop being friends. We’re each a mate of brothers,” he chuckled, brushing my cheek. “And you will always have a special place in my heart as the friend who led me to my mate, helped me reconnect with my brother, and eased me into life on your world again. Almost five thousand years I’ve lived and it seemed I just needed to find the friend named Clove to lead me to my most precious of gifts.” He dropped his hand and stared down at his mate.

“I’m Kermy,” the little wolf said as he extended his hand to me. “I’m cool with you guys being friends as long as it’s not naked friends, and you don’t hug or really hang around the full moon. We get way too possessive then and it might go bad.”

“I understand. Thanks, Kermy.” I shook his hand, giving him an honest smile.

“If you guys are coming, we’re with you. We’re not breaking up the band,” one of the other French wolves joked.

“We’re going to have a band in the pack? That’s awesome!” Caven exclaimed excitedly.

“They weren’t being literal, my love,” Gabriel mumbled, trying to let his mate down easily. But like Caven, he took it in stride.

“Oh, well, we should still look into that. It would make the parties way more wicked if we had our own wolf band.” He shrugged and glanced at Elan. “I’m hungry again. Portal home? You’ll bring them all back later to get their stuff? I’ll find them housing. I’m sure Ayden and Darcy have rooms if they want to stay with the majority of the pack or they can buy one of the development houses or Elena offered them a few of the suites for the ones I pick as Betas so they’re close.”

Kinkade shot me a look and went to open his mouth but I shook my head. I could explain to my mate later. Caven was a great Alpha but he was young and with that came excitement and rambling eighty miles an hour.

ADULT EXCERPT

“Is it true that vampire mates bite during oral sex and it is a high like no other?” he asked, his gravelly, growly voice going even deeper.

I licked my lips and nodded. “I have heard that. I’ve not done it. It’s something most tend to save for their mates, but yes, I know mated couples who swear it’s the best oral sex on the planet.”

“I am too wound up for our first round to be our claiming sex,” he hedged. “I do not wish to dishonor how much I want this with being a three-pump chump as I hear Americans call it.”

“I should help you with that then,” I purred as I ran my hands up his thighs. “I hear werewolf blood not only makes us horny bastards but it’s an endorphin rush so I won’t be nervous or tighten up on you for when you shove this pole into me. A sip might be a good idea as I suck you down.”

“The mouth on you,” Kinkade growled. “Put it to good use.”

“Yes, my mate,” I hissed as I licked the tip of his cock. Then I swallowed as much of him as I could down as I massaged his sac. Kinkade snarled and I shivered at the sound. He grabbed my head, but not too roughly, and fucked my face, careful not to shove his cock down my throat. I used my other hand to wrap around the base of his cock to keep from going too deep.

“Yes, Clove. Yes! This is what I’ve dreamed of. Always this pleasure with my mate. So good. Already there.” When his sac drew up and I felt him start to shake, I sank my fangs into his cock. Kinkade bellowed my name as he shot down my throat, his seed and his blood mixing into a delicious cocktail I would be addicted to.

The second I retracted my fangs and pulled off his cock he leaned over and picked me up and dragged me on the bed, grabbing the lube I’d dropped as well. He inserted his larger frame between my legs and slicked up his still-hard cock, gasping for air.

“Need a minute there?” I teased.

“No, need you,” he snarled. “Never been so fucking turned on in all my life.”

“Really?” I felt my eyes go wide at that. I got the feeling Kinkade was far from a pup and probably had experienced a lot. He froze for a moment before growling loudly and moving his unslicked hand to pin my wrists over my head as he pushed two fingers into my hole. I screamed in pleasure and spread my legs wider. Then he moved so we were nose to nose.

“I do not exaggerate, tell fibs, say what I think you want to hear, or will ever inflate your ego, Clove. Do you fucking understand?”

“Yes, my mate,” I moaned as he shoved his fingers into me furiously over and over again. “You enjoyed the blow job I gave you.”

“Enjoyed it does not even begin to describe what I felt.” He gave me that wolfish smile again. “I would beg often to feel that again. Do I strike you as a man that begs, Clove?”

“No, no, you don’t. You’re a man that demands what he wants. Maybe takes it if he knows he’s welcome.”

“Smart man. For that blissful pleasure I would beg.” He tilted his head and stared at me carefully, his thick, chocolate hair with light brown highlights falling into his eyes. “Would you deny your mate if I begged and offered you pleasure in return?”

“No, never, Kinkade. I wouldn’t even make you please me in return. I would offer it to you freely just to make you happy,” I blurted out, being completely honest with him as I offered a piece of my heart to him. I saw hope and joy fill his eyes.

“Which is why I will fall deeply in love with my strong, honorable, and tender mate,” he whispered. “How stretched do you like to be?”

“That’s enough. Please take me,” I begged. “Please? I want to feel you inside of me, Kinkade. I need us to be one. I’m scared this won’t work with the three of us. I want to know we can work.”

“I will do everything I can to get rid of my demons, my mate. For you I will do my best,” he swore to me. I nodded as he pulled out his fingers and moved my leg over his hip. He lined up his cock and pushed inside my barely prepared hole. I screamed out in pain, loving it, and Kinkade mashed his mouth down to mine, swallowing the noises I made. He grunted as he forced his cock into me, needing to be one with me as much as I did.

I whimpered and arched into his body and he knew what I wanted, releasing my hands. Normally I would have loved for him to keep me pinned down like that but not our first time together where we were claiming each other. I wanted to feel and touch every inch of my new mate. I fisted his hair with one hand as my other hand traveled down his back. He moved my other leg over his hip as well and I wrapped them around him.

Kinkade thrust hard and forced his cock all the way inside of me, getting another deep scream from me. He shook at my need and I knew we were perfect in our desires, matching up exactly with what we wanted. My ass barely got a few moments to adjust to the invasion before he started fucking me like a madman, and with the sip of his blood I’d had, I was all for it, lifting my hips to meet his.

We fucked like animals, our bodies saying everything we didn’t even know how to voice.