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The Pack's Triquetra The Game
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett stared at the girl under the fall of his hair. F-k. He’d laughed off Cameron’s infatuation, but… f-k. He could imagine sinking his teeth into that creamy skin, feeling her tongue on his c-ck, and the smoosh of her curves beneath his body was what wet dreams were made for… She’d be like a marshmallow, and he wanted to lick every inch of her, feel her sticky sweetness melt across his tongue…Get that f-king oversized jumper off her and he imagined that the breasts that it hid would explain the curves of her hips and thighs. Oh, f-k, the thighs on her… He wanted to feel them clench around his face as he gnawed on her clit…He wanted to smear his come over her face, he wanted to make her gag on his c-ck, he wanted to f-k her so hard that he felt her cervix give.He wanted to do things to her, deprived, dirty unnamed things…He was sure that his smile was wolfish, but the girl didn’t seem to notice, blushing and hunching her shoulders, letting her thick,
The Pack's Triquetra The Other Bedroom
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen’s restless fidgeting increased the closer that they got to the river house and Heath tried to push down the ache that gnawed in his sternum. “We are working on the garden,” he said as he turned in the gate, seeking to relieve the growing tension with conversation. “There’s an argument whether to restore the formal gardens that were original to the house, or to do something more natural and lower maintenance.”“Oh.”“We will probably have to hire a landscaper to decide the matter for us,” he pressed the button to activate the roller door of the garage to the side of the house.“This is new,” she said as he pulled up in his space.“Needed somewhere to park the cars.”“And the tractor,” she nodded towards it. “I’m guessing that’s Cameron’s as it isn’t precisely your or Rhett’s style.”He laughed, but his laughter sounded tight and forced to his own ears. “Come on,” he got out of the car and went to the rear of the car to collect the groceries. By the time
The Pack's Triquetra Bullying Aislen
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeRhett reached the classroom first and leaned back against the wall, staying out of the press of students making their way from class to class. The mate bond inevitably drew his eyes through the crowd of blue clad students to where Heath was making his way towards him. Heath was shadowed by Lillian Ridgeway and Diana Boyston.Lillian made doe eyes up at Heath, though the blonde alpha was oblivious, his eyes already on Rhett’s and a smile curling his lips. Rhett knew he was smiling back, the happiness bubbling up within him at seeing his mate.As he reached Rhett, Heath forgot about the she-wolves with him, and Rhett saw Lillian’s disappointment as Diana tugged her away back into the flow of students towards their next class. Heath leaned his shoulder against the wall next to Rhett and inclined towards him, breathing in the scent of Rhett’s hair. “I missed you last night,” he said softly.“Dad’s in town,” Rhett replied. He could feel the heat of Heath’s bod
The Pack's Triquetra We Know
Havermouth, Present TimeHeath continued the tour of the renovated river house, taking Aislen upstairs to where the Triquetra kept their work and play areas – and it was both. There was an office for Cameron, one for Heath, and a generous area that served both as office and art-studio for Rhett.And then there was the playroom.The door was code-locked, and Heath opened the double doors into a darkened room. As he stepped over the threshold, a strip of red lighting set at ground level lit up, revealing a massive room that easily occupied half the second level. It was so large that there were structural support poles that divided the space.A huge four poster bed was central, circled by a variety of leather covered benches, frames, restraints, swings and St Andrews’ cross.The walls of the room were curtained, and Heath picked a remote up off a table and they pulled back to reveal internally lit glass fronted cases displaying a range of toys and BDSM wear.“This is other level,” Aislen
The Pack's Triquetra Pressure to Procreate
Havermouth, Five Years BeforeSunday night, Rhett crept into the house. He could hear the scrape of silverware over china from the living area, and the soft tones of the classical music Phillip liked to play during mealtimes.Heath and Cameron went home Sundays from the river house, to attend their mandatory Sunday family meals. Things in the Salem’s house was less formal, unless it was the weekend of the full moon and Phillip was home, in which case Lora Salem would cook a roast to appease her husband’s liking for the impression of family bliss.“It has almost been a year,” Phillip said, his voice echoing hollowly through the almost-silent barn. “And the three of them seem to have little interest in finding a mate.”“Not all werewolves mate their first adult year, darling,” Lora replied. “If I remember correctly, you were twenty-nine when we married, not nineteen.”“I was studying law. And I wasn’t a member of a Triquetra,” Phillip’s tone was clipped and irritated. “They have one pur
The Pack's Triquetra The Photo Shoot
Havermouth, Present TimeHeath arranged the spill of Aislen’s hair over the edge of the mattress. “When I tell you…” He said sliding his hand under her back. “I want you to lift here, and your leg,” he adjusted the position. “Here.” He stepped back and ran his eye over her and Cameron. “Yes, that…” He was breathing heavily.Aislen smirked. “Gets you off.”“It does,” his smile was wry. “As does looking at the images after.”“Well, let’s make these worth wanking over,” she gestured come hither with her fingers to Cameron. “You know where I want your lips, handsome,” she purred up at him. “Like you promised, an orgasm for each photo.”“That’s not quite how the game was intended. We’re supposed to be in charge,” Cameron braced his arms over her. Heath snapped a photo startling them both, and then a second as they both looked up at him. Cameron was laughing as he looked back down at Aislen. “I like this way,” he said softly, and began to kiss her beneath her jaw, so that she angled her hea
The Pack's Triquetra The Locker Incident
Havermouth, Five Years Before“F-k I need more coffee,” Rhett complained as the Triquetra made their way towards the lockers, dodging the puddles that an earlier rain shower had left behind. They passed a group of footballers deliberately kicking up the icy water at the younger girls as they passed, spraying their bare legs and making them scream.“Well, you know why,” Heath grinned wickedly flicking Rhett a look out of the corner of his eye.They had snuck into Cameron’s bedroom, waking the red-haired alpha from a deep sleep and f-king him between them whilst he was still warm and dazed. Heath felt his c-ck throb at the memory of f-king Cameron’s arse whilst Rhett sucked him off. He’d used his hand to gag Cameron’s moans so that he didn’t wake his parents and the act of restraining a sleep-confused Cameron had added an element of thrill to the f-k.“Absolutely worth it,” Rhett smirked.Cameron yawned widely. “Not complaining. Hey,” his eyes sharpened as they entered the covered area
The Pack's Triquetra War and Bunkers
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen lay on Cameron’s chest as they watched as Heath showered in the open-air ensuite bathroom tucked into a corner of the playroom. He faced towards them as he washed, gripping his c-ck and stroking himself back to hardness, his eyes glinting wickedly and a small smile on his lips.“He’s planning evil things,” she murmured.Cameron pressed his lips into her hair. He was contentedly lazy below her, awash in post orgasm satiation. He had lasted through two of her orgasms before losing control and rolling her under him so that he could f-k himself hard and fast into completion whilst Heath photographed the action. “You’ll love every moment of the evil,” he predicted.“Highly likely,” she kissed his chest. “What happened between you and Talen?”“Why do you think something happened?” He asked, but his c-ck twitched back to life.“Your c-ck says something happened,” she closed her hand around it, encouraging him back to full hardness. “What did my vampire do to y
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