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Havermouth, Eight Years BeforeRhett sat on the lip of the hot tub wearing only his boxer shorts, his stomach muscles visible as he laughed, and his hair sticking to his face from the steam, the heat flushing his cheeks. His skin was so white that Cameron wondered if Rhett had ever taken off his top outdoors, but the paleness of his skin didn’t seem to worry the girl who knelt on the seat laughing up at him flirtatiously, her bra and panties made transparent from the water.“Here,” Heath came in behind him and handed him a wine. The cup was made out of plastic, but the design made it almost impossible to tell until it was in his hand. Heath took two cups over to the spa and handed them to Rhett and the girl, before returning to the bar which Cameron leaned against in order to fetch his own cup. He paused in front of Heath, almost chest to chest, so close that Cameron could feel the heat of Heath’s skin. “You coming?”“Yeah, in a moment,” Cameron told him and watched as Heath walked ba
The Pack's Triquetra Yes Daddy
Havermouth, Present TimeCameron picked up a couple of wraps from the gourmet sandwich shop in town, picking the most unusual sounding option on the menu for Rhett as the prissy arsehole would never be content with a steak and salad wrap like Cameron bought for himself.“What’s in that again?” He asked.“It’s a kale salad with raspberry, blueberry, strawberry, almonds, pepitas, sunflower seeds, and grape tomatoes served with grilled chicken, in a beetroot wrap,” the girl replied with a hint of attitude.Cameron gave her the side eye. He knew her face. “We f-ked once, didn’t we?” He said, and she flushed, shoving the cardboard boxes across to him. He grinned. “Yeah, I remember. Valerie, wasn’t it?”“You’re an arse,” she muttered under her breath.“Something wrong?” The shop owner, Ben Hammond, caught the comment. “Everything alright, Cam?” He asked, pleasantly.“Yeah, all’s good,” Cameron replied easily. He wasn’t about to cost the girl her job, but he’d damned well make sure that ever
The Pack's Triquetra Sex and Sermons
Havermouth, Eight Years BeforeCameron woke with a snort as the congregation rose and began to shuffle out of the church. He lifted his head from Heath’s shoulder and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth as he looked around guiltily.It was a warm morning and the combination of the slightly stuffy church, and the boring sermon had dragged him into sleep – not that it needed to be a warm day for him to spend the sermon snoring on Heath’s shoulder.“Sorry man,” he said to Heath, blushing. Somehow, sitting between his dad and Heath, his head always ended up on Heath’s shoulder, and every Sunday morning he’d leave a drool stain on Heath’s immaculate shirt by the time it was time to leave.Heath never seemed to mind, though.“It’s fine, I’d sleep through the bullshit myself, if I could,” Heath replied wryly. “But dad would notice and crack it with me when we got home.”“Do you think he’s right?” Cameron wondered.The topic of the sermon had been that homosexuality was not in God’s o
The Pack's Triquetra Falling into Other's Footsteps
Havermouth, 8 Years BeforeRhett threw his bag over the fence before climbing over the wrought iron spikes. It was late enough on a school night that if his mother was home for the night, rather than at her girlfriend Deborah’s, she would rip him a new one, and the front gate had an annoying squeal that his mother’s ears seemed attuned to even after only a couple weeks in the house.The house was so different to what he was used to, he thought. In Rideten, they’d had a penthouse apartment. They still had the penthouse apartment, but now his father lived in it alone, and Lora Salem and Rhett lived in the pretty, ramshackle newly renovated, four bedroom and five-bathroom, barn conversion on the edge of Havermouth.F-k he hated the house. Barn. Whatever.He hated Havermouth. Its human population seemed drugged into sedation, or to have been transplanted from some weird sci-fi movie about perfect retro suburbia, with mums in pastels, aprons and high heels who baked cookies and curled thei
The Pack's Triquetra Stay the Fk Away From Aislen
Havermouth, Present TimeHeath frowned as he pulled into the driveway at Aislen’s house. Talen’s Zeus Forest Works Ute was not parked there. He checked his phone. There were no messages or missed calls. Had Talen not gotten his message and returned to the house?“F-k,” he grumbled as he got out of the car. He had taken his time returning, thinking that Talen would be there with Aislen, stopping by the river house in order to pack clean clothes for himself, Rhett and Cameron, and to make sure that nothing was going off in the fridge. He’d had a shower and a shave, erasing the gold-tinged stubble from his jaw.He got the suitcase out of the boot and carried it to the front door, finding it locked. Well, at least Tyler and Aislen were being sensible. Tyler was handy to have around, giving them someone to leave and protect Aislen if they were unable to do so. He rang the doorbell and waited, tapping his foot on the floorboards.Aislen had thrown the Triquetra’s lives into disarray, he tho
The Pack's Triquetra You're Welcome
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen preceded Rhett into the office, swaggering her walk so that her skirt flicked enticingly. If Rhett weren’t already achingly hard, the look she cast him over her shoulder would have done it. He almost closed the office door and realized that he’d left the shop door unlocked. F-k, he was going to go insane with need if anyone interrupted, he thought, and hurriedly crossed to turn the lock and flick to sign to “Closed for Business”.He turned to face the office and moaned. Aislen sat on his office desk, her legs spread, and her skirt hitched up. Her underwear dangled from her index finger, as if he could not already see for himself that she wasn’t wearing them.“Oh f-k,” his blood drained downwards so fast that for a moment he swayed on his feet.“Something wrong?” She smirked.“Something very right,” he replied as he stalked across the room into the office and closed the door behind him. “Something very, very right for a change,” he repeated as he buried
The Pack's Triquetra Full Moon
Havermouth, Eight Years BeforePack gatherings happened every month. It was encouraged that all members of the pack attend, however in reality it was rarely more than half the pack. August and Abigail accepted that life interfered, and that the Havermouth estate would both struggle to contain the entire pack and attract the human’s attention if all members showed at once.The full moon went for three nights on the average month, with the Moon Goddess honored the first night by a Hunt in the Havermouth Estate’s grounds. Pack members who could not attend due to work or family commitments, often performed their own worship at home, therefore Havermouth was well known for its very large but non-aggressive wolf population.The Gales were regular attendees of all three nights of the full moon every month, Charlie seeing it as a necessary part of maintaining a high profile as appropriate for his role as a leader in the community and using the opportunity to further his agenda to become the p
The Pack's Triquetra Spanking Sex
Havermouth, Present Time“Have you done this before?” Talen stood behind Rhett, the heat of his palms on Rhett’s shoulders scorching through Rhett, and sending his pulse to his c-ck. The words were breathed into Rhett’s ear, sending sensation down his neck, so that he tilted his head to the side in instinctual response, his eyelids growing heavy.Vampires, he thought, had the ability to lure their human prey into submission and forgetfulness. It did not quite work on werewolves, but it worked well enough that he had exposed his neck for the vampire should Talen choose to sink his teeth into it. The vampire’s mouth brushed over the skin sending a shudder through Rhett.“Yes,” Rhett admitted watching as Aislen stepped between Cameron’s legs and stroked her fingers through his hair. Their kiss was achingly sweet, his red-haired mate glowing with happiness. “To a few human girls, but not normally…” He hesitated to say it in front of Aislen. Not normally intending for them to enjoy it, but
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