Sanibel Seduction - Vampire Werewolf Menage (Fanged Romance Series Book Four) (22 page)

“Are the Habalines really aliens?”

She knew too much. “Speculation leans towards Habalines arriving here long before the Weres were born. Who knows?” Vagueness would keep her safer. “Maybe
they
think werewolves, vampires, and humans are aliens.” And all of the other immortal creatures she knew nothing about.

Then, an annoying voice broke their conversation. Arian rounded the corner with Tatum’s sister, Molly, in tow, though everyone had heard her before she appeared. “I don’t know what the big deal was about my traveling alone. As in
really
alone, without a walking, talking Viking shadowing my every move,” she said while gritting her veneers. Never once thinking she should be afraid of glaring at a nearly three-hundred pound monster skating on threadbare control.

Instead of responding to Molly – undoubtedly, he had many times, and it went through one of her ears and out the other – Arian smiled at Tatum. Gage read that smile easily. It said here’s your bitching sister. Glad she’s your problem now and no longer mine. Gage thrust out a hand, greeting him the way human males do. He gestured with his chin for Arian to take off. Molly still didn’t know what they were, what rushed
her
very veins, and everyone had to be on their best behavior. Arian needed to leave and calm himself. In his youth, tamping down his beast was more difficult for him. Time and age cultivated patience. And if anyone could work a werewolf to a foaming lather, it was Tatum’s sister.

Tatum hugged her warmly, and then held her at arm’s length. “You look good, Mol. A little too thin, why aren’t you eating?”

She eyed Tatum up and down but didn’t return any compliments. “Wilson doesn’t want me to gain weight.”

Passive aggressive, Gage shook his head at that thought, realizing one of Molly’s biggest problems. She was incredibly jealous of her sister. Tatum had been through quite enough in her life, she deserved every second of happiness bestowed upon her, and then some.

Gage couldn’t help but give it right back to her. No one should upset Tatum so callously. He loathed people who put others down in an attempt to make themselves look or feel better. Wasted efforts on their parts, but they still managed to sting those around them. “So how is Wilson doing? I haven’t talked to him in a week or so.” Something flashed behind her eyes, but she was quick to punch up her plastic smile.

“He’s wonderful, working long hours, but that’s understandable.” She jutted her chin. “Dibosa & Associates keeps their best lawyer busy, on top of most things.”

Wilson may be on top of
most
things, but that didn’t include Molly. Though Wilson didn’t know that they were werewolves, Bren and Jayce remained as his close friends. Gage melted in by association. They discussed things attorneys discuss, and then some. Tatum and her family were unaware that Wilson had recently dumped her for none other than attorney Dibosa, his long-term partner turned lover. Yet, he was fighting her request for an annulment since Dibosa was still living at home with her family. And in the state of Florida, it would be easier for her to get a divorce. Jayce was waiting for Molly to come clean with the family. Gage figured everyone would be waiting a long time for that. But he was far from perfect, and who was he to judge anyone? So Tatum could find out when Molly was ready to confess.

“It’s a shame he couldn’t get away for…” How many days were they going to have to put up with impossible Molly?

“I’m only going to be here a few days,” she answered, hitching her hands on her waist while digging her perfectly painted nails into her hips. “I was going to stay with Renee, but Arian’s taking her to Norway,” she snarled but accented it with a dramatic eye roll. “I don’t know what’s with you two and your
illegal
marriages.”

“I assure you, Molly,” Gage murmured, his Beast smelling her blood in the water. “Tatum and Renee’s legalities are the least of your concerns.” He raised his chin, daring her to continue. His look said it all: I know everything, and I will tell if you choose to continue.

She gritted her teeth again, probably biting her response back.

“Mol, I’ll show you our place. A couple of guest rooms have the best ocean views. You can choose for yourself.”

If Tatum wanted to avoid stress, this arrangement wouldn’t work out in her favor. “She can use my place,” Gage offered.

“Why would I stay with you?”

“Molly!” Tatum chastised, flushing scarlet.

Molly’s gratitude overwhelmed him. “Not
with
me.” As if. “I’ve recently moved to another building. Since you’re irritated with your sister’s lifestyle, but still find you want to visit her, I strongly suggest you stay in my old place instead.” He threw a touch of compulsion her way, making his suggestion irresistible. “A small distance between you, Jayce, and Bren will work far better than you realize.” Otherwise, Molly would be on a plane within the hour. Bren and Jayce wouldn’t tolerate her upsetting their mate in any way.

“If that’s what Tatum wants, then fine.”

“Maybe he’s right, Mol.” Tatum pressed her hands down her shorts, a gesture indicating she was trying to calm her nerves. “You’re hostile lately.”

Lately?
Even Gage rolled his eyes at that. But Tatum’s problems were just starting. Heath was walking behind a huge box, rambling slowly since none other than Granny followed him. Gage pinched his nose between his finger and thumb, wishing he could mist out but Molly would get an eyeful if he did.

“Mrs. Shirley, so good to see you again,” he greeted her warmly. She ignored his outstretched hand, so he shoved it in his pocket.

“Where’d the brute go?”

Tatum stomped her foot. “Granny, please tell me that you’re not still calling Arian that.”

“Oh, she is,” Bren said, coming up behind Tatum but Molly didn’t catch him misting in. “And she did it the entire three hours it took Arian to drive your family here.” He wrapped his arms around Tatum, rubbing her stomach affectionately while clucking his tongue at Granny. “You know better than to rile him up. He’s still in his youthful stamina.”

“Youthful stamina? Could’ve fooled me. That brute drives like an old woman,” she said, shaking a cane at Bren that she didn’t even need. “I tried to take over a time or two, but he’s a chauvinist, thinks women can’t drive.”

“Tatum sure can’t,” Bren snorted and Tatum elbowed him.

“Granny tried to ditch Arian at the last gas station,” Molly added, “the minute he stepped into the restroom, but somehow, he was next to the car before we took off.”

“You were aiding and abetting?” Tatum gasped.

“Supposedly, she knew the way here, and Arian
annoys
me.”

“Everyone annoys you, Molly.” Bren’s eyes traveled to Heath. “I’m afraid to ask.”

Heath lowered the box, staring hungrily at Molly’s red lips. “I’m thinkin’ this must be her cosmetics.”

Molly literally growled. “That’s Granny’s stuff! I don’t wear that much makeup, just a hint to accentuate my natural look.” She blinked her eyes innocently through no more than two sets of false eyelashes. But no one pointed that out.

Gage was finally enjoying himself. “How’s the place suiting you, Heath?”

Heath barely dragged his eyes from Molly. “Totally peaceful when Jude doesna snore.”

“Nice and big.”

“Oh, yeah.” He planted his hands on his hips, splaying his fingers. “We have room to spare.”

Gage slowly tilted his head toward Molly. “She’ll be bunking with you and Jude for a few days.”

Heath turned back, a predatory gleam lighting his eyes. “Will she, now?”

“Good morning.”

“Lovely Azure, how was your night?” His blue eyes were bright, eager. “I tried to rile you throughout the long hours, but you would have none of me.” She knew what the ‘me’ was when he thrust it against her hip.

“Are you sore, Azure Blue?” Sayer said between nips. For some reason, he liked to bite her neck.

“Ow!” That one was way over board.

At Gage’s raised brow, Sayer apologized.

“I heard your stomach growling all night, Sayer.” She pulled up and fought the urge to cover her naked breasts with the sheet. She and Sayer had gone at it for hours before Gage got back from his meeting. Obviously, the reason she didn’t wake up for him when he came home. Exhaustion had taken over. And Sayer seemed insatiable. “Why didn’t you eat leftovers with me?”

“I was too busy eating you.” He pushed black strands from his eyes, giving her a slow wink from a face that belonged on the big screen.

She decided right then and there that Sayer could do anything he wanted to her, and she wouldn’t object. At. All. While she was thinking of suggestions for Sayer, Gage turned her, his eyes full of his need for her. Raw hunger darkened them, dilating his pupils.

Gage inhaled deeply and flipped her in a surprising move, landing her flat on her back. “I want breakfast.”

He slid her to the edge of the bed, knelt, and then pried her legs wide apart. You’re ever prettier in the sunlight, Azure.” But he wasn’t looking at her face. “Is this morning dew for me?” The sliders were open, and a hot ray of sun hit her squarely on her sex. “Glistening all pink and lush…and, ah, so aromatic.” He pressed one of her knees back, signaling for Sayer to hold it and he obliged quickly. Lowering his dark head, he sucked on a nipple, rolling it around on his tongue between powerful draws.

Gage eased his mouth down on her pussy, licking her with a slow deliberation. Her wetness was obvious, sounding out as little fleshy smacks. She could have sworn his tongue had grown longer, curling as it hit her right on that spot, but maybe that was his finger. He thrust it inside, twisting, twisting, twisting before he added another. “You are exquisite.” His hot breath blasted her swollen, dripping folds.

She squirmed around, but Sayer laid himself over her top half, kissing her deeply in time with Gage’s tongue plying and delving inside her rosy flesh. Azure gripped them both by the hair, trying to get away from the overpowering sensations. But Gage’s male laughter said she was going nowhere until he was good and ready.

Her hips arched on their own accord, emptiness hollowing her with every kiss, every flick of his tongue. When she neared her first orgasm of the day, he slid his magnificent penis deep inside to the hilt in just one thrust. Piercings. Lots and lots of piercings. And she wanted them to roll over her inner ridges, just like they were supposed to. “Harder,” she snarled, writhing beneath him frantically. She felt this aching need as it continued to grow.

Gage cocked his head, almost in a canine-like way. “That’s the true sound of need, Azure. The one that says you’ll have me forever.” He rolled his hips but denied her a thrust.

“Do it.”

“See” – he bent forward, blowing moist air over the nipple Sayer just released. “You will only come for us from now on.” His dick grew inside her sleek walls, throbbing, and then he drew back. Pulling his head to the very edge of her swollen lips, and then he took his thumb and coaxed her clitoris from its hood. Rolling, rolling, rolling, it around until she thought she would die on the spot.

Sayer moved down, his gaze wandering leisurely over her body, not missing a thing. His cock instantly produced a clear bead right in the slit. “I want to taste that, Sayer.”

Gage groaned, twisted his hips, circling his dick inside her before withdrawing.

Sayer’s eyes widened, and then gave her a dizzying kiss sucking on her tongue wildly. He moved over her and straddled her face, rubbing the wet offering over her lips. By the expression on his face, Azure would swear he’d never been sucked off before. She opened her mouth, groaning as Gage filled her pussy again, taking Sayer to the back of her throat greedily. With her palm, she cupped his heavy sack, enjoying the scent of him that was uniquely Sayer. Her tongued traced the pulsating veins running the length of him, digging harder when he grunted his approval.

“You two look hot.” Gage’s caught her hips, thrusting slow and easy, tormenting her while keeping her on the cusp of orgasm. “You, my sweet Azure, are so incredibly wet. You must enjoy sucking Sayer’s cock.” His breaths were picking up, becoming choppy. “How does he taste, Love?”

She moved away quickly and answered, “Delicious, just as a man should taste.” Then she shoved her mouth back on that thing, hungry for more as Gage filled her below. His cock was so hard, throbbing insistently, coated with the cream of her desire. Spreading her so wide she would never be the same. The dual sensations were overwhelming, and she would never go back to one man if she could help it.

“Ah, Azure Blue,” Sayer moaned from above, snapping his sharp teeth like a tiger.

She pumped him with her fist, extracting that clear stream out of him while sucking on his broad head. He jumped when she dug her tongue into his slit. If he weren’t so immense, she could have serviced him for far longer. She eased back twirling her fluttering tongue around his head, licking, slurping, and listening to him cry out for her. Yes, she was doing that to him, making him weak in the knees. And they trembled over her before they bunched on one of her stronger draws. Her hand milked him furiously at his base until the first strong jet hit, slamming her in the back of her throat. Thick, velvety, delicious, his salty cream rolled down her throat. Instead of gagging on it as she had Will’s many times, she craved Sayer’s. His flavor was her new dessert. “So good,” she praised as it oozed from the edges of her lips, overflowing her mouth. Above, his body shuddered with aftershocks.

He lowered himself, his broad torso dwarfing her. She could feel his slow even breathing as Gage still stroked between her legs. She ran her fingers through Sayer’s black silk, marveling at how smooth his hair was, how perfect. He put his arms around her, resting his face against her throat, breathing in her scent. His body was slack, and even though she enjoyed the pleasure, she’d given him. She and Gage were still working at it.