Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Four

Havermouth, Present Time

Heath backed her into the bedroom and closed the door behind him. “I just…” He said against her lips. “I just… I want to… make love…” (make love, not fuck, but actually make love, like we did, that time on the balcony…)

She melted at the memory, at the realization that what she had felt in that time had been shared and was the reason for the intensity of that encounter.

“Should I leave?” Talen asked. He was amused to find himself trapped.

“No,” Heath said immediately, glancing up and laughing. “No.” (This involves you too.)

“Well, then,” Talen stepped forward. “Little demon, undress, please. I will help Heath out of his clothes.” He turned Heath towards him and stroked his hands down Heath’s torso as he reached for the hem of Heath’s t-shirt. “I am… proud of you,” Talen murmured into Heath’s ear as he began to draw the fabric up, his knuckles grazing Heath’s skin.

Heath lifted his arms complicitly. As Talen cast the t-shirt over the chair behind him, Aislen’s daddy vampire’s eyes gentled and his hand stroked over Heath’s cheek before cupping it. He nodded slightly, and she saw the tension pass from Heath, sagging him visibly into the large vampire’s hold. Talen pulled him into an embrace, his eyes meeting Aislen’s over Heath’s head.

Aislen did not miss that Talen had used Heath’s name, and her heart melted. Heath had passed her vampire’s criteria to be eligible as her mate. “Daddy,” she whispered.

“Let’s make love to Heath,” he replied and lifted Heath into his arms as easily as he did Aislen, setting the startled dominant alpha onto the bed as Talen had set Aislen just hours before. Heath’s eyes were heavily lidded, his expression blissing out, his mouth and brow relaxing into sensuality. He met Aislen’s gaze, and his smile was smoking hot and lazy.

Talen knew precisely what he was about, Aislen thought. Heath was always the responsible one, the dominant one, responsible for the well-being of the Triquetra, reporting to the pack, and adhering both to the law that he studied and the law of that pack. He was accustomed to being the one that the others leaned upon, the spine that held the others up, his shoulders bearing the weight of their burdens. With Talen, however, the vampire did not only gently give him no choice but to surrender those pressures, he also treated Heath as if he were as fragile and delicate as Aislen, as worthy of tenderness and care. Talen had discovered the submissive within the dominant alpha.

Aislen slipped out of the satin camisole and short set, watching as Talen leaned over Heath and, cupping Heath’s jaw, kissed him tenderly. She slid onto the bed beside them, careful not to jostle them. The slide of Heath’s skin against hers as she snuggled up against him was divine. She kissed his chest as she put her head onto his shoulder, and stroked the sole of her foot up his shin until her knee nudged his cock.

Talen rose to standing and began to undress, so Aislen lifted onto her elbow and stroked her fingers over Heath’s face, admiring the smoothness of his shave and the softness of the skin left behind. She leaned down, cheek-to-cheek, and inhaled the scent of soap and aftershave that clung to his skin.

He shifted slightly as he wrapped his arms around her, and turned his face so their lips brushed, his eyes meeting hers. She felt the mattress shift as Talen returned, and Heath’s eyes lost focus as he moaned into their kiss, his mind sharing the sensation as the hot ring of Talen’s mouth lowered over Heath’s cock. The vampire cupped Heath’s balls, knowing precisely how to touch him.

Heath broke the kiss to groan as Talen stroked cool, wet lube over Heath’s perineum and teased his arse before easing his fingers within, locating Heath’s prostate with the ease of practice. Aislen smiled as she kissed along Heath’s jaw and neck, pleased with the vampire's sexual prowess, and with Heath's pleasure. “That feels good, daddy,” she told Talen. “He likes that.”

She sucked on Heath’s nipple, catching it between her teeth and testing, using her telepathy to determine the perfect amount of pressure that he enjoyed. There were advantages to her ability, she thought. She liked being able to use it to refine her men’s pleasure, and to experience it with them.

“Oh, god,” Heath arched. “I’m going to…”

Talen applied pressure to Heath’s perineum just as sparks of pleasure ripped through the alpha, and Heath bucked under a full body orgasm, without ejaculation. Aislen could feel the thump of Heath’s heart rapidly against his ribs, and dragged her tongue over his skin, tasting the sweat that had broken out over him, her cunt throbbing in sympathy with the mental experience of his orgasm.

Talen released Heath and dragged him by the hips until Heath’s feet were on the floor. “Come here, little demon,” he made a come-hither gesture with his fingers. She grinned and straddled Heath’s hips, lifting her mouth to Talen’s. She felt Heath’s hands stroke down her back and cup her arse as Talen kissed her, stepping between Heath’s knees. “I am less practiced at this than your Triquetra,” Talen murmured, as he adjusted their position.

Aislen caught her bottom lip between her teeth, watching his face as he leaned forward over her. She felt one of Heath’s hands beneath her and the other lifted to her hip, guiding her onto their cocks. Talen’s eyes glowed hotly red as his eyelids fluttered down over them, meshing his dark eyelashes together as he sighed out a moan.

“Yeah,” Heath murmured his agreement, watching Talen over Aislen’s shoulder with avid fascination and arousal. Heath found her vampire as beautiful as she did, as attractive and desirable as he found Rhett and Cameron, but Heath’s experience with men had been limited to Rhett and Cameron, and sex with Talen had an extra kick of appeal as it was new and exciting.

“Ah, fuck, little demon,” Talen’s eyes opened, and he stroked his fingers through her hair, fisting it and using just enough pressure to create a delicious pull that lifted her mouth to his. Her hands drifted from his ribs to his arse and she felt the muscles flex as he began to thrust.

Heath’s moan was throaty, and he arched, thrusting from below in rhythm.

“Hmm,” Talen eased back with a smile. “Let’s try something new.”

“Okay,” she was happy to comply with whatever he wanted, and the suggestion had caught Heath’s interest, the alpha curious about what Talen would do next.

Talen lifted Aislen to standing and she groaned as her body released their cocks. “Turn,” he said, and steadied her as she did so, lowering to her knees. He guided Heath’s cock into her. “Lie on Heath,” Talen stroked his hands down her back, encouraging her to lie forward.

She lowered forward until her breasts were pressed against Heath’s chest, the position enabling them to kiss, Heath’s fingers digging into her hair, cupping the back of her skull. She felt the coldness of lube a moment before Talen’s cock began the slow and careful penetration into the tight entrance of her arse.

She moaned against Heath’s lips as Talen’s body covered hers, both men deeply within her. Heath enjoyed the weight of both their bodies pinning him to the mattress, the way their bellies touched, the feel of Talen’s thighs between his, the slide of the vampire’s cock through the thin wall separating them within Aislen.

Talen braced his arms to either side of Heath’s chest and ground Aislen into Heath as he stroked into and out of her body, driving the breath from her lungs and pushing her clit into Heath’s pubic bone so that each thrust added a new level of pleasure. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned against Heath’s lips. “I’m not going to last long.”

“Me either,” he was breathless too, his body tensing and releasing beneath her as he thrusted as much as he could into Talen’s movements.

“Hmm,” Talen chuckled. “Me either.”

Heath’s hands closed around Aislen’s upper arms as he concentrated on thrusting his cock into her, feeling his balls pulling tightly to his body as he neared orgasm. He threw back his head, his neck cording under the strain of pleasure, and his lips pulling back from his teeth in a grimace.

Talen’s arm wrapped around Aislen’s torso and cupped her jaw, his hold arching her back and leaning her head to the side so he could sink his teeth into her throat, his pleasure tipping Aislen into her own orgasm, layering with Heath’s within her head as the alpha cried out and came.

Talen eased his teeth from her, pressing a kiss over the spot before laying her carefully down over Heath, who wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Talen sighed a moan as he withdrew from Aislen and lay out onto the bed beside Heath, reaching up to stroke Aislen’s hair back from her face.

“It is late,” Talen murmured as Heath eased Aislen onto the mattress between them.

“I’ll get the light,” Rhett said. Cameron held the door open, and they both hesitated on the threshold. “If we’re welcome that is…?”

Aislen held out her arms. “You’re welcome.”

Heath grunted as Cameron threw himself onto the bed between him and Aislen, and she laughed as she wrapped her arms around him and rested her forehead in the hollow beneath his chin. Rhett turned out the light and picked his way across the room, sliding onto the bed behind Heath who rolled to wrap his arms around him.

“Mhm,” Talen's chuckle was pleased as he curled his body against Aislen’s back and draped his arm over both her and Cameron. She felt him press a kiss against the back of her shoulder before settling to sleep.