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The Pack's Vampire Aislen and Rhett at the Tattoo Parlor
Havermouth, Three Weeks EarlierRhett woke when Heath left the bed in order to shower. “Hmmm,” he tried to push his hair from his face and found his left hand still bound to the headboard. “F-k,” he squinted at the knotted rope as he scratched at his chest with his free hand.He rolled to his side and sat up in order to work at the knot. “F-king hell,” he brought his wrist to his mouth and used his teeth to tug the knot loose enough for his fingers to finish the job. As he stood, he felt something stick to the bottom of his foot and bent over to peel the polaroid free. It was a c-ck shot with his face in the background. “Dirty f-ker,” he grinned and set it onto Heath’s pillow before retrieving his clothes and shoes from the floor on his way to the door.He turned his shower on hot to work the ache out of his shoulder due to his weird sleeping position and hissed as he cupped his balls to wash them free of lube-slime. Sometimes Heath played rougher than Rhett liked. As he always told C
The Pack's Vampire Envy and Invisibility
Havermouth, Three Weeks BeforeCameron argued with himself whilst he rounded up the stray sheep, whilst he returned to the river house and changed into his running gear, and whilst he drove to town. Heath hadn’t specifically said that they were not to go to her, he told himself. It had been implied, yes, but not said, so he wasn’t breaking any rules. And if Aislen could go to Rhett at work, then Cameron could run past her house - and if she happened to be on the porch again when he did so, then, so be it.He ran past twice, doing a loop of her block. On the third lap, she was leaning on the porch railing with an empty glass on the handrail next to her, looking at the skip bin that had been placed on the gravel. She had filled it almost halfway.When he paused by the gate, she looked up and raised her eyebrows. “Are you going to run by this house every day that I am here?”That was invitation enough, he decided as he let himself in the gate. “I run every day. Sometimes several times a
The Pack's Vampire Talen and Sigrid
Havermouth, Three Weeks BeforeTalen’s vampire safe house was more like a vampire village.He had gradually bought up the land surrounding Sigrid’s farmhouse and property, and the houses on the properties that he’d bought had been renovated into accommodation for the variety of vampires that had come to live there. He had built on the hill a modern mansion, initially intending for Sigrid to live there, but she had preferred to remain at her farmhouse and so now the architect designed and thoroughly modern building with all the modern conveniences and an elaborate security system was mainly used by visiting dignitaries from the Concordia, or for when Talen came to stay.As well as Sigrid and her feral vampire children in the farmhouse and surrounding buildings, there was Tony and his mate who managed the day-to-day of Zeus Forest Works, Mattia and Fatima the vampire couple that Talen employed to oversee the safehouse and the needs of all who lived there, and three ancient Concordia vam
The Pack's Vampire Little Demon
Havermouth, Three Weeks BeforeAs Talen entered the main street of Havermouth, his phone began to ring. It diverted through his car, the name appearing on the screen before him: August Mason, Les Guerriers Sanctifies.“Hmm,” he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, debating whether or not to answer. Of the two pack leaders of the Les Guerriers Sanctifies, he found August the least likeable. Abigail had been tightly wound, sharp eyed and careful with her words, but August had a slipperiness to him, a veneer of jovial kindness belied by the hard sharpness of his eyes.He could not blame either pack leader for carefully guarding their true natures, Talen reminded himself. Being a pack leader was very much a political office. Upon the retirement, death or removal from office of a prior pack leading pair, the pack voted in who they wished to lead them. Much like a human election, that pair came to power through popularity, due to their connections, and as a result of making campaign pr
The Pack's Vampire Sigrid's Package
Havermouth, Present TimeTalen removed his jeans and lay himself over the too-small mattress, watching his mate through hooded eyes, enjoying the way she stood and admired him, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. He raised his eyebrows as Morgana’s eyes met his.“I’m worried about my heels near your face,” she admitted. “You can’t hurt me,” he chuckled as he invited her to him, amused by her concern for him. With his help, she placed a knee just above his shoulder, swinging her leg over his head, giving him an intimate view of the beauty of her sex. “Hmm,” he wanted to taste her on his tongue again and stroked his hands from her ankles up to her hips, pulling her to him so that he could suckle upon her. “Oh, god,” she sobbed before leaning forward and reciprocating. He grunted in pleasure as she demonstrated not only a skill but an enthusiasm for f-king him with her mouth, using lips, tongue, teeth and suction to bring him pleasure.He caught the pearl of her clit between his t
The Pack's Vampire Meeting with August
Havermouth, Three Weeks BeforeTalen chuckled as he returned to his Ute. “Priestesses,” he muttered under his breath. His upbringing had instilled into him a faith in priestesses, the position of priest and priestess at the temple highly valued and honored, and those given the title expected to in every way represent the gods and goddesses that they served.At the temple, a priest or priestess could serve as a guide, as a counsellor, as a conduit to the gods or goddesses. A vampire or acolyte could approach any priest or priestess and expect to be treated with respectful courtesy, empathy, and confidentiality. Part of the training therefore included inspiring confidence and thoughtful listening.Witch priestesses possessed the same skill, he suspected, and probably underwent similar training, for the words had sat on the tip of his tongue and he never, ever shared the details of his life with strangers. He had learned to leave as little footprint of his presence behind, so that there
The Pack's Vampire Heath and Talen
Havermouth, Present Time Heath could not sleep. At first, his concern for Rhett had kept him awake, listening to his dark-haired mate’s every breath and every movement, alert for anything that might indicate trouble. Worried was an understatement. He was nauseated with fear. Rhett’s face was taking on the shadows of the corpses at the hospital – his skin sinking to his bones in a truly terrifying way, as if he were being consumed from the inside out. If Rhett… Ah, f-k, even thinking the word caused a stabbing pain in Heath’s chest. He couldn’t imagine life without Rhett. He couldn’t imagine waking and knowing that Rhett wasn’t in the world. Even at the worst moments of the Triquetra over the last five years, even in their darkest days when he thought that Rhett or Cameron would reject the bond, it had been no where near as horrifying as the prospect of losing a mate, not just as a lover and life partner, but to lose them altogether… He couldn’t do it, he thought. He did not think th
The Pack's Vampire The Wards
Havermouth, Present TimeAislen woke when Heath and Talen left the room. She turned automatically to touch Rhett, who lay between her and Cameron. For once, her dark-haired alpha mate wasn’t rolling away from Cameron’s night-time embrace – Cameron’s body heat was keeping Rhett from shuddering through his fever.His skin was clammy to the touch, his hair curling as it stuck to his forehead, but he slept peacefully. In the moonlight that spilled through the open door into the room, his eyes looked bruised and sunken, and his cheeks hollow, the bones standing out against the skin sharply. His lips were cracked and peeling, with dried blood around the lip ring.Aislen brushed away her tears as she rose and tiptoed to the door. The main room of the second storey was empty, the moonlight streaming in through the windows that stretched along one side, the brightness filtered through the filthy squares of glass and falling yellowly over the tables with their array of unusual objects that Leig
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