Etrait, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeThe smaller man cupped Thaelen’s cheek. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you queuing before the priest, a f-king mess of golden hair having just arisen from bed, and I thought to myself, that I wanted you in mine,” he said with a smile. “I had to trade three bottles of good whiskey to have your intake assigned to me.”“I hope that I’m worth it,” Thaelen rumbled in reply.“We’ll find out soon, won’t we?” Johil drew Thaelen’s face down to his. His kiss was direct. It was not an exchange of affection, but a prelude to sex, sampling what Thaelen had to offer him. When Thaelen went to draw Johil’s body flush to his own, the soldier turned the action, sliding his leg between Thaelen’s and stepping him back against the trunk of a tree.Thaelen grunted in surprise. Johil’s handling of his body wasn’t precisely aggressive, but the other man knew what he wanted and how he wanted it – and that was for Thaelen to be the passive partner. Gera had u
Etrait, Nine Hundred and Forty Years BeforeThe mountains were beautiful from the Etrait side. Perhaps more so, Thaelen admitted to himself, than from Concordia. The jagged points were regal and the craggy shadows that they cast mysterious and magical. The land from Etrait eased into slope, running greenly in between the dark rock, giving no hint that the path beyond was as deadly and dangerous as it was.On the Concordian side, they had carved stairs into stone, and laid roadways from the temple to the strongholds. In Etrait the pass was not much more than the animal trail that was reputed to have begun it, meandering between the rocks, no wider than a wagon. The ground might have been designed to destroy wagon wheels and shoes alike, for it was a slippery path of sharp edged gravel and pot holes.Thaelen worked his way through the rocks until he could stand and look down at the camp that spread below him. They had been at the new camp for three days, long enough to return to routine
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeSparrow calls woke Talen just before dawn. They had left the curtains open and in the grey sky, a host of sparrows dipped and dove, reminding Talen of Meguitte’s familiars. He pressed a kiss into Morgana’s hair. She lay over him, her cheek and hand on his chest and her leg over his, her knee nudging up against his c-ck. He lay for a moment, enjoying the intimacy of laying skin to skin with his sleeping mate, breathing in her scent, marvelling at the miracle of the woman in his arms.He had to get up and leave, he told himself. He wanted to get Tony to meet at the Zeus site before it opened for the day. There were minimal security cameras at the site – just around the office – but he wanted to see if they had caught any unusual nocturnal activity. He would stop by the MegaStore on his way and purchase whatever security cameras they had. With a bit of luck, they would be able to install the cameras before the site became active and the night would bring answ
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeTalen drove down Morgana’s street and immediately noticed the expensive Ute parked across the road, and the sleek sports car on the other side directly out front of Morgana’s house. As he pulled into the drive, he considered the implications. He was earlier in the day than he normally visited, it was possible that he had intruded in the werewolves’ time with his mate.Well, he decided, it was time that they learned to play together nicely.He closed his car door with deliberate care so as not to make too much noise, before picking his way across to the porch. He raised his eyebrows at the ladders leaning against the porch railings, the cans of paint set on the steps, and the graffiti on the door and porch floorboards. Interesting, he noted, but not as interesting as the occupants of the house.The front door was open. He stepped within the hallway, easing the door slowly closed behind him. From the laundry, a load of washing beeped that it was finished its
Havermouth, Two Weeks Before Rhett tightened the ropes holding Heath to the bed with enjoyment before stroking his hands down the muscled torso of his mate, enjoying how the position made Heath’s muscles stand out against his skin. “I like you like this,” he breathed into Heath’s ear. “I’m going to have my wicked way with you.” Heath slid him a look out of the corner of his eye. “You’re next,” he promised with a small, tight smile. His mate really wasn’t comfortable with being tied down, Rhett thought, running his fingers through Heath’s hair reassuringly, but Heath knew that Cameron and Rhett would look after him, and Heath would let them know if he were truly bothered by the position, so Rhett felt free to make the most of the role reversal. “Hey, just enjoy it, eh?” Rhett encouraged him. “Hmph,” Heath nodded and swallowed hard his eyes going to Aislen and his jaw setting with determination. Aislen moved to stand between Heath’s feet, leaning forward to run her hands up and down
Havermouth, Two Weeks Before Here they were, Heath thought as he stared at Aislen. He had known, he admitted to himself. It had been there growing in the back of his mind the entire time, the understanding of the role that the vampire would play. However much he desired the vampire, however, he wasn’t entirely convinced that he could trust him. The Concordia were… mysterious, aloof, and secretive. This vampire, as well, had quite a reputation according to the pack’s history books. There were also the complications of a vampire to consider. No one was entirely sure how long vampires lived for, but if Heath allowed the vampire to claim Aislen, then he knew that at some point the vampire would want to turn her. That would mean that they wouldn’t grow old together, and when the Triquetra began to age… He needed to think about it, he thought, something he couldn’t do clearly with his c-ck straining against his jeans. The vampire wouldn’t claim her right that moment whilst they all were f
Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeCameron removed his c-ck ring with a groan, gripping his c-ck and balls in one hand, before collapsing on the bed beside Rhett who grunted under the impact. “Orgasm without coming,” Cameron panted. “But when I do get to come, man, will I come.”Talen rounded the bed to where Heath was sitting on the edge of the mattress, rubbing the indents left from the ropes on his wrists. The grey eyed alpha looked up at Talen as he came to stand before him, and the expression on his face was both guarded and vulnerable.This mate, Talen thought, would be a harder win than the other two. He was already beginning to get a feel for the three of them by watching them, their actions, words, and choices very telling both as to their individual character and the dynamic within their relationship.Cameron was open-hearted and ready to jump, swept away by emotion and desire. Rhett’s need to challenge authority meant that he was less trusting, looking for the traps, but he was a
Havermouth, Two Weeks Before“When the dark one gets off you, little demon, come and kiss me,” Talen’s voice rumbled in his chest beneath Heath’s ear as dark as a thunderstorm.Aislen’s smile was bright. “Yes, daddy.”Rhett groaned and rolled onto his side, so that Cameron cupped his back, his c-ck slick and heavy on his tattooed thigh. Cameron put his arm around Rhett, and Rhett caught his hand in his, holding it over his heart.“That’s better,” Talen murmured, as Aislen leaned over to kiss him, her hair falling over both Heath and Talen’s face like black silk. Heath reached up to pull a lock straight, watching as it sprung back into place.Aislen slid down to rest her cheek on Talen’s other shoulder and the vampire put his arms around both of them, holding them tightly to his body. It was a very comfortable position to have, Heath admitted to himself. He wanted to hold his heart aloof, but he could feel the tug against it, this newer mate-bond. Different to that he shared with Camer