The Born Vampire series: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (The Complete Series, NSFW Edition)

by Elizabeth Dunlap

  I went back to the board, marking more spots off the map with black circles, and lines showing where Anastasia had journeyed in her search. Arthur was busying himself with phone calls in one corner of the room, trying to figure out what the other Orders were doing after the death of the Council. I was so engrossed with my work on the map, I hardly noticed he wasn’t beside me until his hands were suddenly on my sides and I jumped forward in surprise. He was studying the board intensely when I stared up at him, trying to see anything I hadn’t found yet.

  “Christ, this is pointless,” Anastasia declared, throwing the book down onto the carpet and pushing off the desk in frustration. “It took me almost fifty years to find him the first time. There’s no guarantee he’ll even be in the same hideout. He has dozens, hundreds of them. Look at this.” She gestured to the map in front of us that had so many black dots and lines, it was almost completely covered in them.

  “Well, last time he knew you were hunting him, no thanks to the traitor we still need to find. This time he feels safe so he’ll pick a spot that he knows we won’t look at. One that he knows we’ll never…” I trailed off, a thought forming when I noticed one of the only spots on the map still unmarked. My office door opened, interrupting my thoughts when I smelled Knight’s scent.

  My mate was standing in my office with the Lycan, Alexander, beside him. Olivier was fast approaching in the hall and she looked like she was about to murder someone.

  “You!” she shrieked at Knight, leveling him with her rage when he looked back at her. “You brought a Lycan into my house. You’re lucky I’m not allowed to touch you, boy, because you’re in deep shit now.” Her rage went from a fifteen to a one when I signaled for her to back down, and she meekly took a step away, still shooting daggers at Knight as she went.

  “While Olivier is correct,” Arthur started, and I glared at him until he held out a hand for me to wait. “We are trying to make peace with the Lycans, so it’s not like we didn’t reach out first. Despite the current laws, you are welcome and safe here.” Olivier grumbled under her breath and tightly crossed her arms over her chest. One of us was getting an earful later, probably me for not controlling my boyfriends well enough.

  With Anastasia pacing the floor, we showed Alexander to one of the various couches in my large office, and the vampires sat across from the wolves.

  “So,” I started, my attention drawing briefly to my mother’s pacing. “You got Arthur’s message that we wanted to talk?”

  “Actually, Knight came to see us last night,” he answered, and we looked at our mate in surprise.

  Knight’s sheepish look was quickly replaced with a resolved one. “I figured they would respond better to our plan if I spoke to them first. I held off my shift until we were done talking, and then I ran all night to make up for it. His pack came with me to watch, just to show them… that I’m not dangerous.” His brief look where I sat said he still didn’t fully believe it, but the fact that he’d made such an effort that could’ve gone so wrong left me speechless. He’d trusted me that much.

  Arthur wasn’t knocked speechless, however, because he let his opinion of the matter fly freely. “That was stupid of you. Any number of things could’ve happened.”

  Knight inhaled deeply, his eyes narrowing at the vampire, but clearly holding back his retort since we were in mixed company. “It worked. Alexander is willing to negotiate a cease fire for his pack. We’re hoping to spread it around until the other packs are on board as well.”

  “Knight’s willingness to speak with us at the risk of his life wasn’t the only thing we had to consider,” Alexander started. He turned his eyes to me. “It was what you said to me when you spared the boy. I had to question why I’d been taught to hate your kind, and why you’d been taught to hate mine. This bracelet,” he said, holding his wrist up so his vampire teeth bracelet could jangle freely. “This wasn’t mine. It’s been handed down in my pack for a very long time. I tell you honestly I’ve never put a single tooth on here. I’ve never killed one of your kind, nor has anyone in my pack. When I realized that, I wondered why, if we weren’t even fighting anymore, why we had to keep doing it. When Knight came asking for peace for our enemies, it was clear he felt the same.”

  “It wasn’t an easy sell,” Knight added. “But they were willing to listen, after Alexander told them what you did for the boy.”

  “If you lift the kill order on us, we’ll lift ours on you.”

  I held out a hand for Alexander to shake. “Done. Consider us allies again. If you need anything, we’ll be there for you.”

  The Lycan pumped my hand and smiled warmly, the way he did in my other life. “Speaking of which, Knight has told me about this vampire Alistair. He was a bit mum on some of the details, but if this man has killed your leaders, I think you could use some allies, and since you’ve got us on your side now, we’d be honored to fight alongside you if it comes to that.”

  The memory of his dead body stopped me cold. He died for me once. I didn’t want him to do that again.

  Arthur was quick to accept as I’d lost the ability to answer. “I can’t think of a better pack to be by our sides. Thank you, Alexander.” The men all stood up and Olivier led Alexander back out with Anastasia following behind. As soon as I couldn’t hear their voices, Knight went up to the office doors to shut them.

  “Arthur, why would do you that?” I asked him in disbelief. “You know he died for us in my time. I don’t want him anywhere near this battle.”

  Before I could finish my tirade, Knight slammed the doors and whirled on Arthur so fast he was a blur. “Who in the fuck do you think you are?” he demanded, approaching the vampire so fast Arthur actually backed up one step before standing still. “’That was stupid of you?’ You have no fucking right to treat me like a child. Last night was beautiful and sweet, and I love that you take care of me, but I’m not a toddler you have to admonish when I step out of line. I’m a grown man, I make my own choices, and if I want to do something that’s a little risky, that’s my decision, not yours.” The two men faced off, Knight standing several inches higher so Arthur had to tilt his head up to stare into his eyes. “You might think I’m just going to let you do whatever you want because I let you fuck me, but it’s about time someone took you down a notch.”

  Ahh fuck me.

  I expected an instant passionate, erotic kiss, but Knight wasn’t finished.

  “Tell me what you did to Lisbeth while I was out,” he ordered, sounding exactly like the Knight I’d known in my time, commanding and strong. God, it was so hot.

  Arthur swallowed hard, trying desperately to hold himself together. “I fucked her. Twice.”

  “You’re going to have to be more detailed than that. She had bruises on her hips.”

  Was he mad? Did he think Arthur had injured me? I stood and interjected, just in case. “He didn’t hurt me, I asked him to do it.”

  Knight took his eyes from Arthur for one second, and that was all I needed to know he wasn’t upset. He was winding our lover up. “I said tell me.”

  Arthur’s jaw worked several times before he answered. “I tied her hands behind her back, then I tied her legs together and bent her naked over the desk.” Without breaking their stare, Knight reached between them and started undoing Arthur’s pants, almost making him falter in his words. “I stood where she could see me, stroking my cock for her and telling her what it was like to fuck you, to have you mewling underneath me and begging for more. She started dripping onto the floor, it made her so wet.”

  Slipping under Arthur’s waistband, Knight gripped his erection firmly, moving his hand up and down with their eyes locked. “Keep talking.”

  “I fucked her ass until she came for me. Then I fucked her hard for so long, making sure she couldn’t have a second orgasm because I wanted her to beg me for it. When she’d had enough, she begged for me to make her come. I untied her and put her on her back, fucking her and rubbing her clit until she came again, screaming out
every shudder.” He swallowed again once he was done, a gasp almost escaping his lips over the hand job Knight was giving him.

  “Lisbeth,” Knight said, his other hand pulling on Arthur’s jeans and boxers until they fell to the ground, and he brought his hand around to grasp one of Arthur’s ass cheeks, massaging it in time with his other hand. “I assume the restraints are still in here?” I nodded and walked on wobbly legs to where I’d stashed them earlier, before he could ask me to like I knew he would. I brought the ties to them and Knight had just removed Arthur’s shirt, exposing his body completely to us. “Tie his hands back.” I did so, pulling his thick arms behind his body and securing them enough where I was certain even he couldn’t escape. Not that he wanted to, I was sure. “If I was super pissed at you, I’d make you walk up to our rooms like this,” Knight mused, an evil glint in his eye that was making me so fucking wet. “But instead, I’m just going to fuck you. I’m going to take you harder than you’ve ever taken a cock before. I’m going to fuck the come out of you. The only way you’re going to climax is from my cock inside you. As soon as I stop touching your dick, neither Lisbeth nor myself will touch it again until we’re finished.”

  God, fuck this. I was burning up like an inferno and they were about to fuck, meaning they’d be too busy for me. This would’ve been the perfect opportunity for Balthazar to pop in and just screw me as I watched my lovers fucking, but he was still gone and I was dying from arousal. Sensing my needs, Knight motioned for me to follow as he led Arthur by his cock to a different couch, the very one I’d been sitting on when Arthur first kissed me.

  “Get undressed,” Knight told me, his hand firmly stroking Arthur as they watched me take my shirt and pants off, flinging my panties off last, then I sat on the cold leather couch and waited. “Get between her legs, you’re going to eat her pussy while I fuck you. If she’s not screaming, I’ll stop and give her my cock instead.” He helped Arthur kneel and I spread my legs wide, almost trembling when the icy vampire’s mouth came closer and closer to my exposed center. “Make her come first, then I’ll fuck you.”

  Arthur dove in, his tongue running up my wet labia, flicking out the tip of it to lap at my clitoris. A cry came out of me before I knew I was making it when my lover sucked my nub between his lips and wiggled it back and forth until my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Knight was there, kissing me roughly and bringing his hands up to twist my nipples. I was too turned on, too heated, too ready, it only took a few seconds until I came on Arthur’s face and whimpered against Knight’s lips for more. The restraint he had fell for one moment when he leaned his head against my cheek.

  I want to fuck you all day and all night, Lisbeth, he sent to my mind, already more attuned to me than my other lovers. You smell so amazing right now, I’m not sure what it is, but it’s driving me insane.

  I was almost brought out of the haze because Knight had said the very same thing to me when I was expecting Jason, and again with Gwen. The pregnancy potion worked, but I should’ve been expecting Kitty first. Arthur interrupted me contemplating going back to to ask them about it by sticking his tongue inside my pussy and thrusting it in and out of me.

  Throwing my head back and almost falling over, Knight left me with another kiss and knelt behind Arthur, positioning himself at the right spot to massage the vampire’s ass, pulling his cheeks apart. I could hardly tell whether the noises Arthur was making were from licking me or from the feeling of Knight rubbing the head of his cock against Arthur’s tight rosebud. He pushed in and as Arthur was unable to steady himself with his hands tied behind his back, he pushed further into me, my ass sliding across the leather couch seat.

  “God, he feels so good, Lisbeth,” Knight moaned out, stopping for a moment to control himself, then he cracked his hand across Arthur’s ass. “She’s not screaming. Do you want me to stop?”

  Arthur’s tongue was a blur on me, slurping up every drop of my arousal, and a very apparent moan escaped his mouth as Knight started slowly pushing in and out of him, momentarily bringing him away from me. His short hair didn’t leave me much to work with in the way of grabbing onto him, so I wrapped a hand around the back of his head and pushed him until he resumed his task.

  Knight had just started speeding his thrusts up when I felt the tension rising inside me. I went back and forth between shoving Arthur’s head on my clit and trying to pull him away when I got too sensitive.

  “Show him what you need,” Knight told me, meeting my eyes and holding them, slapping against Arthur’s hips. “Connect your heads, but don’t let him feel your pleasure. I want to know when he’s about to come.”

  I did exactly that, connecting us at such a small level that I could feel his level of arousal and urgency like a meter, and he could feel the same for me. He used the information expertly, like he’d been doing this for years, and he started alternating between licking my nub or around it depending on my sensitivity. I was climbing again, this time slower but evenly with him paying attention to when I couldn’t take it and when I wanted more. God, he’d never been this skilled before. Maybe I should’ve started doing this a long time ago.

  That thought ended because I hit a point and even though I was too stimulated, he never stopped sucking me into his mouth, and I screamed out an orgasm that made me grab the back of the couch to stay upright.

  “That’s it,” Knight approved in a husky whisper. Like he’d finally earned it, Knight started fucking Arthur as hard as I’d been fucked the night before, at a pace that had me breathless just from watching it. My connection to Arthur had all sorts of things coming to me, how much he liked Knight’s cock, how he’d never taken one that big before, and god it felt good. He wanted to climax but he was going to hold off for as long as possible so he could be fucked longer. He just wanted Knight to keep his dick inside him, even if it meant never letting go.

  He was still trying to retain control, even tied up and helpless between his lovers, and I wasn’t going to allow it.

  I straightened, pushing his head up and sitting forward on the couch until his face was level with mine. “How long have you wanted Knight’s cock inside you?” I asked him, putting my lips a breath away from his and I could see him straining to close the distance and kiss me. His ragged breath was hot on my face, the scent of my arousal on his lips thick and intoxicating. I wanted to lick all of it up, but I had to focus on him since he still hadn’t answered me. He’d hardly spoken this whole time, when before he’d been a chatterbox trying to make me so aroused I about died from it.

  “Answer her, Arthur,” Knight piped up, mid-fuck. A steady sheen of sweat was forming on his tanned skin, I wanted to lick it more than I wanted to lick Arthur’s face.

  The vampire inhaled deeply, a haze of arousal coming over his icy eyes. “Since I first saw him in that bathroom only wearing a towel. I wanted to fuck him, I wanted him to fuck me. It was impossible to decide which one I wanted first. I only knew I needed him as desperately as I needed you.”

  I almost kissed him, so overcome with need that I wanted him back between my legs, but I held off and pushed him up slightly, Knight assisting me by pulling Arthur’s tied arms back until he was arched in front of me, exposing his muscled chest. “I’ll tell you a secret,” I said huskily, running one finger from his throat down to his sternum. “One time the other Knight and I tied you like this, and he fucked you while I watched. You begged for one of us to touch your cock, anything to make you climax, but we refused, and you held off so we wouldn’t get what we wanted, like you’re doing now. Only the other you forgot one thing about you that we knew.”

  “Shit, what was it?” Knight asked me, enthralled with the story and his rapid thrusting.

  Instead of saying it out loud, I leaned down and sucked one of Arthur’s taut nipples into my mouth, and he howled like a bitch in heat against us, Knight on one end and me on the other. My hand reached and tweaked his other nipple, making him moan a chorus of ecstasy, and the connection between us lit up like a C
hristmas tree.

  Unwilling to take my mouth off his nipple, I sent the thought to Knight. He’s about to come, keep going. Impossibly, Knight’s thrusts got even faster until Arthur’s control slipped so far he went over and Knight fucked the come out of him in spurts that landed on my naked body, wave after wave until he went limp and Knight let him go so he crashed into my lap, heaving and moaning. With his hands gripping Arthur’s hips tightly, Knight kept fucking our lover, his groaning turning more erotic by the second, signaling his impending climax. I got up, gently putting Arthur’s head onto the couch, and approached Knight, planting myself against the back of his sweaty body. I ran my hands up the globes of his ass and squeezed them, enjoying the way it made him twitch forward.

  I sat up on my heels and caught the edge of his ear between my teeth. “Come for us, baby,” I whispered to him, bringing my hands up to flick across his nipples. The trick wasn’t the same for him, but he still responded, and his hips jerked when his pleasure heightened and he slammed his come into Arthur’s ass, growling it out like a madman possessed.

  It was so unbelievably hot.

  The werewolf wobbled, falling to the side to collapse on the carpet, only for Arthur to do the same a moment later, sliding off the couch until they were lying together, drained and catching their breath. Mid-gasps, Knight untied the bonds on Arthur’s wrists and they reached for the other’s hand, clasping them together between their bodies. Once his chest was rising at a normal speed, Knight turned his face to the side so he could study Arthur’s chiseled profile.

  “I love you, Arthur,” he said gently, in complete contrast with his intense fucking, but so him it melted my heart.