All Chapters of The Pack's Hybrids: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Blow Jobs

Havermouth, Two Weeks beforeCameron was snoring in Rhett’s ear.His red-haired mate was draped over his back, pushing Rhett to the very edge of the mattress. Rhett contemplated shoving him off and making him roll back to the other side, but, truthfully, the press of Cameron’s naked body against his, the rise and fall of Cameron’s chest against his back, the perfect way that Cameron’s stomach moulded to Rhett’s arse, and the flop of Cameron’s c-ck against the back of his thigh was simply too pleasant. Rhett was warm, comfortable, and decided that he was could put up with the snoring in order to have the rest.It was sort of cute, he admitted to himself. There was a complete abandonment of body when Cameron slept, a childlike innocence to it.And, f-k, as much as he always grumbled about it, he liked having his mate in bed with him.He cracked open an eye as the bedroom door opened and watched Heath tiptoe across the room, pausing to undress, before getting into the ample space left be

Last Updated : 2023-01-14

Buying Paint and Time

Havermouth, Two Weeks before“F-k me,” Aislen grumbled under her breath as Rhett closed the distance between them until he could feel the heat of her body against his, and breathe in the elixir of her scent. Did she smell even better today? He wondered as he filled his lungs with her, his blood heating and his c-ck stirring. F-k he wanted to take her somewhere private and show her all the ways that he could make her moan.“It’s not the best location for that,” he laughed under his breath.“I’ll just… go get the trolley,” the human woman with Aislen was like a rabbit recognising the wolf lurking in the shadows, he thought, as she backed away from where he and Aislen stood. The clerk had disappeared, abandoning trolley and step stool.Aislen looked up at him, her pupils dilating, reminding him of Cameron’s pleasure-blown pupils. Yes, exactly, his c-ck agreed emphatically. Down boy, Rhett reprimanded his libido, we’re doing things differently, showing Aislen that we can do better.“What

Last Updated : 2023-01-14

Open Doors

Havermouth, Two Weeks BeforeHeath and Cameron had wasted no time, Rhett saw with approval. By the time they’d paid for the paint, loaded it into the cars, and navigated the Havermouth traffic to Aislen’s father’s house, he saw Cameron’s Ute pulling up down the street, beneath the trees on the opposite side of the road to Aislen’s house, where they had been spending a lot of nights watching in wolf form.Aislen and June pulled up in the driveway and spoke for a moment in the car before getting out. He kept an eye on them as he popped the boot and began to unload the paint cans there onto the sidewalk.Cam and Heath carried the ladders with them as they crossed the road. Cam, being Cam, also carried the painting toolbox from their renovations on the river house in one hand. Both of his mates were ruffled and rumpled from bed and Rhett could smell the sex on their skin when they drew close.“You made good time,” he said, picking up two of the heavy paint cans and leading the way across

Last Updated : 2023-01-15

Talen Tantalizes

Havermouth, Two Weeks Before “That’s a very full bed,” Rhett said to Heath and Cameron felt his heart pick up, racing inside of his chest and echoing as a pulse through his c-ck. Rhett and Heath thought the vampire was their mate, too. Cameron pictured the vampire as he had been the night before and imagined sinking his fingers into the man’s thick golden hair, feeling the brush of his beard against his c-ck, and he shivered at the fission that crossed his skin. If the man was their mate, that made it okay that Cameron wanted to feel his skin against his, didn’t it? He wondered. It didn’t feel wrong, anyway. He saw Rhett and Heath exchange a look and realized that they had planned something between them whilst he’d been distracted by his c-ck and his daydreams of f-king the vampire. “You’re making assumptions, that you three get to be in my bed,” Aislen said. “No,” she added holding up a finger to stall Heath as his mouth opened. “You are here to paint, not to f-k. I am still mad a

Last Updated : 2023-01-15

Prison Problems

Havermouth, Present TimeMeguitte was a prisoner. Again.Logan refused to call it that, and she had given up arguing the point with him.During the day, he cuffed her wrists and ankles, to prevent her from escaping and she was used to their hinderance to her movements. Logan bandaged her wrists and ankles with cloth to protect her skin, but even with the bandages, the constant restraints left their mark behind in layers of bruising.At night, Logan would chain her to the bed – by one wrist whilst they f-ked, and then by two attached to the side of the bed, holding her to her side, facing away from him. She knew it was because he feared that she would bite him whilst he slept. She no longer believed him that he didn’t want her to bite him because he feared passing the Lycanism along, though that certainly was part of the reason.The truth was that he feared that she would try to kill him because he feared the supernatural, despite being one. In Logan’s mind, however, he was a human in

Last Updated : 2023-01-16

The Line Between Love and Hate

Havermouth, Present TimeLogan returned late into the night and dismissed Lark, before undressing the darkness and sliding into the bed behind Meguitte. His hand stroked up under her top, cupping her breast as he cupped her body in his and kissed along the line of her shoulder.“Meg,” he murmured. “Are you awake?”It was tempting to play at sleep, but she knew that he wouldn’t believe her, and doing so would betray just how furious she was with him. If he suspected the depth of her anger, he would never trust her enough to relax the guard around her.“No.”He sat up in the darkness and took off the key that he wore around his neck, releasing the cuff around one of her wrists, and those around her ankles. She rolled onto her back, well used to the routine, and he opened the buttons down the bodice of her dress to reveal her breasts, her nipples pebbling beneath the caress of his fingers.Did he touch them like that? The other women? The thought popped into her mind, and the grief of it

Last Updated : 2023-01-16

Heath's Decline

Havermouth, Present TimeHeath would live, Talen told himself as they pulled up to the warehouse. He did not, however, have the time to finish his healing as there was still another mate missing. He would not rest until all four of his mates were safe.“Heath,” he murmured as he needed to make sure that the blood was working. Heath did not respond nor stir. Talen frowned. He examined the wounds on Heath’s chest again. They should be healing due to the blood, and yet, the reaction was slow, sluggish, the cuts and burns scabbing, rather than fading away as the edges knitted together. "Heath," he repeated, louder.His tone caught the attention of Leighton and his wife, both pausing as they exited the front seats, and Mercy, who leaned forward, touching her hand to Heath’s forehead.“He’s not responding,” Talen said to her. “I thought that the wounds were healing slowly, so I fed him my blood. There are many but relatively minor wounds. I have healed greater, much faster, through saliva a

Last Updated : 2023-01-17

Stay Here and Stay Out of Trouble

Havermouth, Present TimeAislen glared at the alpha werewolf. “Spill it,” she demanded. “Spill everything. Every last drop of information that you have. How do we get the cuffs off?”Behind him, she saw Leighton look up sharply, his attention caught by her tone of voice. He was seated at one of the worktables with a book open before him. Verina had a hand on his shoulder, leaning over him to read, whilst Mercy pounded something into powder with a pestle and mortar. Both women glanced over at her, and then back to Leighton and returned their task. Something that they were mixing stank like death, Aislen thought with a shudder. Verina pointed to a line in the book and turned to Mercy who raised her eyebrows and shrugged.August started to shake his head. “We only have the vaguest of ideas at the moment, leaked information via spies within the Van Helsings, nothing conclusive. How to remove them is known only to the upper echelons of the organization. There is a man, here, however, who k

Last Updated : 2023-01-17

I Want To Live

Havermouth, Present Time“Okay,” Aislen said once August trotted down the stairs to the other level. “I hate him, he’s an arsehole, and I’m pretty sure that I am going to kick him in the balls at some stage in the future so hard he’ll vomit up his f-king next of kin.”“Yeah, Stella says that he’s a piece of work,” Bianca said under her breath. “Be careful, though, M. He’s a dangerous man. Stella says that there is a fine line between a king and a tyrant, and powerful men grow confused about what side of that line they stand on.”Aislen thought of Talen, and his quiet declaration in Rhett’s snug seemingly so long ago now: “Rank means little to me. I have been a king, and I have been a slave. I find that neither situation is to my liking. As the years pass, values change, and the first thing that is discarded is ambition. It adds little value. It does not keep a person warm at night, it does not make a castle a home, it does not give back those that have been lost…”“Not all powerful me

Last Updated : 2023-01-18

Phoenix

Havermouth, Present TimeHow the twin werewolf girls ran hand-in-hand, Rhett didn’t know, but he had to admire the co-ordination. He was far less co-ordinated with one hand on the arse of the boy riding him piggy-back and the other gripping the wrist of the wild-one that he didn’t trust not to run in the wrong direction because the lunatic had already done so once.How the f-k the seriousness of the situation escaped the blonde nutter Rhett didn’t know, but he’d only just managed to stop the idiot from running out in front of a pair of Van Helsings doing a patrol. The crazy kid thought the whole exercise was a great joke, an advanced game of hide and go seek, and Rhett was just a grown-up playmate who wasn’t really much fun.Rhett was drenched in sweat, and his heart was racing by the time he shoved his personal demon over the fence into Mr Claymont’s yard. He was not taking four in one go again, he told himself as he followed them over the fence. For a moment he braced one hand on th

Last Updated : 2023-01-18

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