Sanibel Seduction - Vampire Werewolf Menage (Fanged Romance Series Book Four) (21 page)

Her body went liquid the minute he sucked Azure’s nipple, drawing it to the back of his throat expertly. He kept an electric blue stare fixed on Sayer, watching him wrap his heavy body over her back, his hard cock dangling between her thighs.

Gage undulated beneath her, pressing his hardness against her stomach. Two glorious cocks, she moaned loudly at that thought. She gripped Gage as he sucked her nipple while working the other one with his hand, pumping the flesh with nimble fingers. She couldn’t get her fingers wrapped around his cock, knew how large it was since the damned thing didn’t fit in her mouth earlier. His cheeks went concave, hollowing under the planes of his cheekbones as he continued to suckle her while thrusting into her palm.

“I can’t take anymore,” Sayer whispered desperately. Gage scooted down, bringing her body higher across his. He settled her comfortably over his torso, nestling her face against his throat and thumbing her clit as Sayer removed her bondage-inspired thong.

Hands spread her thighs open, adjusting them to straddle Gage’s naked form. “Get a whiff of that,” Gage groaned. “That’s the sweetest smell you’ll ever know, Sayer.”

“That, it is,” he agreed. “I want to keep her coming all night, loving her as she floods my mouth with her response to us.”

Azure’s fingers tangled in Gage’s glossy, golden hair, his body igniting hers with every touch. She pressed her lips to his, desperate to be filled, moaning as his tongue skimmed the tip of hers, but he refused her entrance. Only with a few kisses had he allowed her a deep penetration, and she wondered why.

Sayer moved between her labia, skimming his broad head over her lips, making her squirm around. “Nice and easy,” Gage murmured, trailing kisses across her jawline. “You’re large, Sayer.” Azure hadn’t gotten a look at him yet, but the single inch he had in was so wide that she stung. “She’s not accustomed to your size.” Gage kissed a line between her breasts, whispering words of encouragement while easing her hand away from his dick. “Not more, Love. I’ll finish inside you.”

Azure pressed the side of her face to his chest, listening to the sound of his heart, his rushing blood. And she had the strangest urge to bite him. Shaking that thought aside, she nuzzled him instead, rubbing his golden skin over her face. A needy moan escaped her throat. “Tell him to hurry. I want it, Sayer. Give me more.” She skimmed her hand down her stomach, finding her flesh stretched wide by Sayer’s thickness. Sayer moaned low in his throat at her prodding. “Oh, shit, he’s so big.”

Sayer froze, burning flesh on flesh, shoved halfway inside her aching pussy, his thighs hardening against hers. She wanted him to finish filling her, going higher until she passed out from sheer pleasure.

“Sayer,” Gage growled from beneath her just as strange pulsation leapt from him to her. Otherworldly colors dotted her vision. Suddenly, a thousand tongues flicked her body, loosening up her vagina and making her wetter. “Get it in.” Sayer pushed all the way in, his heavy sack flush against Azure. A sense of fullness she’d never experienced before hit her, followed by pressure, increasing higher and higher. “Pull her up.” Sayer lifted her while she remained impaled on his cock, standing up as Gage quickly kneeled and placed her thighs over his shoulders. There was no pain, only fullness, and the burning desire to explode. Gage dragged his mouth past her navel, only pausing to dip his tongue inside while staring up at her. “You are beautiful, Azure.” He trailed his finger over her hair, dipping around where she and Sayer joined. “So beautiful this way.”

His tongue seared her flesh as she straddled his shoulders, delivering wet strokes as Sayer softly pumped her, both working in a dark rhythm. Moans escaped her that she would have found embarrassing if she weren’t nearly mindless, but they seemed to spur them on. Sayer groaned wildly in her ear, at times going primarily native, but mostly telling her that he wanted to spend every moment inside her lushness. Gage licked her everywhere, but until now, how avoided her clitoris.

“Sayer?” Gage’s voice was tight, definitely ragged. “Let me know when.”

“Can’t hold it,” Sayer’s voice rumbled through her back, the intensity she heard there ratcheting her up.

“Then let it go.” Gage settled his mouth on her swollen bud and sucked until she gripped Sayer’s dick with an internal force she’d never known.

They climaxed together with a liquid eruption clenching her entire body, releasing just as roughly, before clenching again. She faltered somewhere, sounds no longer leaving her body while dangling over a ledge as he spurted hot jets inside her. And that was that.

Sayer moaned with a twist of his hips. “Tell me that I didn’t kill her.”

“Can’t you hear her heart pounding?” Gage smiled, lifting a nearly unconscious Azure off of Sayer’s wet cock. “The suction is incredible. Can you hear
that
?”

“Not with my blood pounding in my ears this way.” He gripped his balls, squeezing. “She is built for me.”

“That she is.” Gage placed her in the bed, easing her gently. “Azure? Love?”

A soft snore left her lips.

“How damaged is she from the vampires?” Sayer sounded alarmed. “Why is she sleeping so much?”

“It’s not from her leg,” Gage whispered, brushing her dark hair from her stunning alabaster skin. “It’s her mating heat, but I put her out myself earlier. It’s taxing for her human side, makes it a little more, uh, intense than it is for a full-blooded female.”

“What about you?” Sayer motioned to Gage’s erection. “You didn’t take her.”

“I’m fine until she wakes up.” He looked to his closet and then clothes appeared on his body. Gage needed to get away from Azure before the Beast became an ass and scared her. Sayer needed to lose his virginity and Gage was decent enough not to upstage him. The only reason he backed off just now. But his decision was wearing on him, and he needed to run,
desperately
. “I need to meet with Heath and Bane. Grab some washcloths from underneath the sink, run them under warm water, and clean up her sex
gently
. In case she’s sore.”

Sayer looked genuinely insulted. “She won’t wear my scent?”

“Oh, you have so much to learn about women.” Gage misted away with a chuckle.

He hopped off the roof onto a high balcony, easily walking the lip of a long planter filled with Pigmy Date Palms. The moon shone high above, glowing, fueling his Beast. It was growing late, and he was certain Azure would be waking soon. He pulled himself from his werewolf, easing into a smaller, human form, and texted Sayer to remind him to feed her. Vampires had a tendency to forget about food.

He wanted to speak with Heath and Jayce before heading back. They needed a precise plan for dealing with Tare. Any creature waiting hundreds of years to exact revenge was beyond dangerous, he was mentally unstable. One of the reasons Gage had stayed out so long. He had been hunting for a scentless, flame-throwing monster. One that wanted what was his. But Tare could rot in the fiery depths of hell before he even
thought
of touching Azure again.

He scented Tatum right away. She stood in the night air, staring at her cell phone strangely, and then whipped her arm back. Gage misted and snatched it before she hurled the thing. It didn’t take three guesses for him to figure out who was on the other end. “Mike,” he spoke gently, not relishing another encounter that involved him overstepping any lines as far as Tatum was concerned. “Why is she upset? Uh-huh,” he said, hearing Mike but not seriously listening. It was all a pretense. He’d get down to the truth of the matter when he ended the call. “Well, any conversation encouraging her to throw a perfectly good phone off the roof isn’t a good one. Yes. I understand.” He still wasn’t listening, his thoughts drifting to Azure and her lush curves. “Okay, then. Give her some more time. Thanks for all you’re doing in Scotland. Yes, Sayer’s adapting well with the humans. Uh-huh. We’ll talk this over soon.” He hit end and met her eyes. She looked terrified, and he didn’t like it. “What’s going on, Tatum?”

“He wants to come home.”

Five words that packed an incredible punch, he clearly understood her apprehension. In Gage’s eyes, Mike would never be trustworthy. But it wasn’t his call to make. “And what did you say to that?”

“That’s the part you walked in on.” She leaned an arm against the railing, staring into the horizon.

He smiled. “When you were hanging up on him?”

She almost smiled back but couldn’t muster it. “Yeah, I thought that when he went away to Scotland. I wouldn’t see him for a long time.”

“Maybe never?” He pressed.

“I don’t know.” Tatum twisted her wedding ring. “In some ways, I pretend not to see problems, so I don’t have to deal.”

“Ah, I’m not buying it. So far, you’ve handled Mike quite well.”

Her blonde brows slammed down. With trembling lips, she whispered, “Gage, keep him overseas…for a while at least.”

Unfortunately, Gage called those particular shots, and she damned well knew it. “You can’t discuss this with Bren and Jayce?”

“It makes for a tense conversation that I don’t feel like having again, at least, not for a while.”

“Okay, but time doesn’t stop a werewolf,” he explained something she didn’t want to hear. “We have an eternity to wait for what we want, whether one waits patiently or not…” Nor does it stop a vampire intent on vengeance.

“I get it.”

“Maybe you do. Maybe you
don’t.
I’m not Mike’s cheerleader. In fact, I wish he were dead and gone. But he’s connected to you.” He curled his fingers under her chin, lifting her eyes to his, and willing her to understand the serious complications brought on by procrastination. “It’s a situation you don’t want to avoid every single day of
forever
, without making an effort to deal with it.”

“Even though it’s so soon after…you know. Jayce says I’m pregnant.”

“I agree.” He dropped his hand. Relieved that touching her didn’t spark any old feelings. “I can smell your shift in hormones. Celestial power is magnificent this time of year. Magic, for lack of a better human word, is passed down from Alpha to Alpha at just the right time. Jayce chose his time wisely.”

“Okay, so…,” she lagged, but he knew where she was going.

“And Mike is a potent irritation your body doesn’t need,” he summed it up, understanding that she didn’t want Mike around whether she was pregnant or not. But her motives didn’t matter to him.

“Gage, dealing with Mike face-to-face will be stressful.”

“I’ll take care of it,” he promised. “For as long as I can.”

She smiled tentatively. “Thanks.”

“Just remember my warning.” He released a slow breath. “Taking into consideration that you’re immortal now, tomorrows always come. You can’t push them away forever. And if you didn’t have a little bit of life’s darkness to muddle through on occasion, the light wouldn’t be bright enough to enjoy during the good parts.”
“Life’s good parts, huh?” Tatum pursed her lips before flashing a genuine smile. “I understand, and I thank you for sharing your wisdom.” She looked as though she wanted to say more.

“And?”

“Maestru?”

“I think we give Maestru too much air time.” His werwolf flashed, glowing behind his eyes. She took a cautious step backwards, though he didn’t scent her fear. “You should never fear me, my queen,” his Beast’s voice rumbled.

“I don’t fear a creature that’s risked everything to protect me and my sister
repeatedly
.” She motioned toward her feet as a way of apologizing for stepping back. “Just out of reflex,” she explained. “You guys are always sexy, but I must say that
scary
is the prominent feature of a werewolf.”

“Whatever you want to know about Maestru, he growled and waited a minute, forcing his Beast to move back. “Ask me now and be done with it once and for all.” He shouldn’t snap at his queen in this way, but Maestru wasn’t a safe subject.

“I heard Bren complaining about the whole fangs thing.”

Because Bren couldn’t let it go. “I took his fangs for ravaging your throat.”

“I didn’t say anything. But the first time you misted to me, I was in the tub. You presented his fangs then, dropping them on the floor. You hadn’t seen my throat yet.”

Why did she have to get picky? “When I first came upon the scene, your blood was dripping from his chin. He gloried in your flavor, in the thought of feeding on the Alpha’s queen. To say that I was enraged would be a gross understatement.”

“And even though you saved me again, Bren and Jayce are still angry with you.”

“I took an honor due them. One I had no rights to.” He left her gaze and stared into the dark sea, swirling with the nighttime. “They’ll get over it. We have too many other things to concern ourselves with right now.”

“He’s ancient.”

“Yes.” She wasn’t going to drop it. “Maestru is older than I am.”

“He still doesn’t have a mate, though.” “They refer to their mates as Brides. Unlike our instant lust and tethering we encounter with our celestial mates, Vampires fall instantly in love when they near their soul mate. They don’t have to work up to that emotion.”

“It’s kind of hard to grasp, a little weird.”

“Weird because you were brought up in the human world. Many humans
still
do not marry for love, but for money or powerful connections instead.”

“You’ve got me there.” But she still wasn’t dropping it. “He’s off in a deeper way. Maestru
never
met his Bride?”

“That’s his pretense. Only a scant few know better.”

“Including you?”

“Including me,” he said soundly. “Maestru’s Bride is dead.”

“Tell me that he didn’t,” Tatum gasped.

“He didn’t,” he reassured her. “Maestru even tried to bring her back in the form of the Undead, but it was much too late.”

“Jayce could have started a war for what he did to me, but he didn’t. Is that the reason?”

“No. Jayce doesn’t forgive atrocities such as the ones Maestru committed against you,
especially
you. The time will come when he and Bren settle that specific score with Maestru. But right now, sadly, we have a bigger fight on our hands. Dismantling these breeding camps requires us to keep what broken alliances we have with the Captiva Coven. We’re stronger working together as a collective whole.”