Turned: Their Vampire Princess (A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance): Book 3

by Harlow Thomas

“What’s next?” Miller asks. “This can’t be all we had to do. No one knows we’re still alive. Garrett was already publicly crowned.”

  I step back with a gentle palm on Thomas’ chest. “Next we will be mated in front of the court. Our union will be blessed by the Queen and the high council. You will all become my husbands and I will be your wife.” I sigh at the thought, happiness building in my chest. “And from there…I will ascend and break the curse.”

  “What about Diana?” Garrett’s question sends a chill over me.

  “Preparation for our mating ceremony has already begun. It’s tradition for the princess and her consort to have two weeks from her choosing to learn each other and ready themselves for a lifetime together.”

  “Two weeks,” Sebastian mutters.

  “No.” Garrett shakes his head. “Less than that. As far as the court knows, Felicity chose me days ago.”

  “So we just have to hide out here a little longer, stay out of sight?” Sebastian asks, frustration in his tone.

  No one can know they’re here. Not until the mating ceremony. It’s too dangerous. “Diana and my uncle won’t stop until I’ve ascended. They want the crown for themselves and their attack on Thomas is proof. We were lucky that I was able to kill Garrett’s attacker. If he’d gotten away, Diana would know you are all still alive.”

  Sebastian’s expression changes from frustration to understanding. Maybe it was the hint of panic in my voice. He moves across the room with determination and slides his arm around my waist. “I know. I’m sorry. I just want this to be done so I can live my life loving you. In the open rather than from the confines of a gilded cage.”

  The feel of his fingers on my skin, even through the thin fabric of my shirt, makes me hungry for his body. “I know how to pass the time.”

  “How’s that?” A smirk turns up his lips.

  “Now that I have you all. I want you all. Come, show me how the four of you can make me scream.” Lust flares in his eyes and I hear the sharp intakes of breath from Garrett and Miller at my sides. “Thomas?” I ask. “Are you certain you have control of your hunger?”

  His eyes are steadfast and beautifully green. Not a sliver of darkness that isn’t supposed to be there. “I only hunger for you.”

  My nipples stand at attention. I want them all so badly. “Then have me. You can feed while they fuck me.”

  A growl rumbles in his chest, sending a wave of fear through me, until I realize it’s because he’s agreeing. He wants that as much as I do. Sebastian scoops me into his arms, lips claiming mine as he walks us back to the bedroom I’m sure we will all share from now on. I know they’re all following behind us, readying for this mating ceremony of our own.

  Sebastian kicks open the door and strides to the bed, laying me across the large mattress and staring down at me like I’m everything he could ever want. He slowly unbuttons his shirt and I peel mine off my overheated body. My breasts ache to be touched, licked, sucked, and my pussy is wet and needy. Miller and Garrett follow Thomas into the room. All three of them are already shirtless, Garrett’s top button on his jeans is popped and Thomas is pulling at his own belt. They want me as badly as I want them.

  “Lie back, let us give you what you need,” Garrett says as he shoves his pants down his hips, freeing his heavy cock before giving it a cursory stroke. “Where do you want us?”

  I squirm on the bed, my thighs sliding together as I contemplate all four of them at once, inside me in some way. “I don’t care. Just take me.”

  Sebastian leans over me, running his finger over the waistband of my soft cotton shorts. He presses his face against my crotch and inhales the scent of my cunt. The soft groan that falls from him sends vibrations along my tender flesh and I writhe. The fingers that were teasing the top of my shorts grip the fabric and tug until I’m bared to him. He returns to the promised land between my thighs and kisses my most sensitive place before diving inside with his tongue. Sparks fly behind my eyes and I moan, arching my back at the sensation.

  His fingers fill me as his tongue swirls over my clit and then the warmth of a mouth closing over my nipple adds to the delicious symphony of feeling. Opening my eyes, I glance down my body to find Miller teasing my breast with his tongue and teeth.

  God, yes.

  Thomas stands to the side, hunger in his gaze and his long, thick cock in his hand. I know what he wants. “Take from me, Thomas,” I pant.

  He shakes his head, a pained expression on his face as he slowly strokes his rigid dick. “Not yet. Not until you’re ready.”

  “I am,” I moan.

  The desperate need in his eyes only increases my desire. I want him to feel good. I want all of them to experience the ecstasy they give me.

  Then Sebastian curls his fingers inside me and sucks my clit hard. An orgasm washes over me, making me cry out and clutch at Miller’s hair while he bites down on my nipple.

  “Jesus,” Garrett sighs. He hasn’t even touched me, but his cock glistens with his arousal and he looks painfully hard.

  Sebastian sits back on his heels, a damp spot showing on the fabric of his pants. God, he still hasn’t even undressed all the way. ‘Take off your pants. I want you to fuck me.” My order is met with a grin.

  “I’ve got plans for that. But not yet.” He backs away and grabs me by my ankles, pulling until I’m at the edge of the bed.

  Flipping me onto my belly, he grips me around my waist and lifts until I’m on all fours. I look backward and fight a moan at the heat in his eyes. He glances at Garrett and the two exchange a nod before my dark haired prince gets on the bed. I rise up until he’s stretched out under me and I’m able to straddle him. Holding his length in my palm, I stroke a few times before positioning him at my opening and slowly sinking down.

  “Oh my God,” I moan.

  Miller is next to me, his hands roaming my body, stroking my breasts as his lips move over my neck and up to my ear. He nips my earlobe before whispering, “I want you to take me in your mouth until I come down your throat.”

  Wetness floods my pussy at his words and Garrett’s upward thrusts. “Yes,” I cry.

  Miller rises to his knees and I turn my head to receive his throbbing erection. I lick the bead of salty liquid shining at the tip and he shivers. I can’t tease him. I don’t have the control for that at the moment. Parting my lips, I welcome him into my mouth and let him move in shallow rolls of his hips.

  Fingers slide over my ass, spreading something cool and wet across my opening. I flick my gaze to Sebastian who is teasing my entrance with his thumb, pressing lightly inside while Garrett fucks my pussy deep. My eyes roll back in my head when Sebastian presses his thumb as far inside as it will go. Then he retreats and positions his cock at my rear.

  Yes. God, yes. He moves inside me at a torturously slow pace, stretching me, as Garrett grips my hips and slides me over him. The air smells of sweat and sex and only our frantic breaths and groans fill the room. My lovers penetrate me together while Miller fucks my mouth and I just need one more thing.

  I stretch my arm out until I find Thomas, standing by the side of the bed. He links his fingers with mine and I feel the mattress dip as he crawls close to me. His lips slide over my cheek and down my neck until he lands on the tender valley of my throat and shoulder. He takes sucks long and hard before I feel the scrape of his fangs. Goose bumps break out across my skin as anticipation rushes down my body and collects in my core, adding to the building orgasm these men will give me.

  His teeth sink into me and he feeds triggering my release. I come screaming around Miller’s cock and he follows, pulling out and spilling himself across my throat. My pussy clenches around Garrett and my orgasm doesn’t stop or dull. It grows as unimaginable pleasure races over my body, into my toes and back to the center before starting all over again.

  “Fuck,” Garrett groans, stiffening even further inside me. He fills me with his seed.

  Sebastian lets out a harsh groan of his own as he floods my ass
with his orgasm and I continue to ride out the intense pleasure, tears burning my eyes from the overwhelming sensation.

  Thomas releases my throat and only then does my climax recede. His heavy breathing and rigid cock make it clear that he’s not done. He needs me to finish him. Gripping his length, I stroke him hard and fast to a climax that has him throwing his head back and growling his release as he spurts into my hand.

  The air in the room sparks with some strange magic, a power forged from sex and blood and destiny.

  “You are mine,” I say.

  They don’t answer, because they don’t have to. Miller grabs his discarded shirt and wipes the semen from my skin while Garrett pulls the pillow out from under me. The four of them fall to the bed with me and we sleep.

  Chapter 16

  We spend the next night quiet and comfortable. I lounge by the fire in the arms of one or more of them, soaking up the love we share and reveling in the future. I can’t wait for the mating ceremony, for my time to claim them all and bond myself to them before every member of court. Then they will be more than just safe from harm. They will be mine.

  Laying across the couch, I rest my head in Garrett’s lap and my feet in Thomas’ while we watch Miller and Sebastian finish off their round of poker. We’d been playing for hours but, one by one, Miller knocked us out of the game. Now it’s down to the two of them.

  “Check,” Garrett says, tapping his knuckles on the coffee table.

  Sebastian stares first at his cards, then at the sizeable stack of ivory chips in front of him. He bites his lower lip and fiddles with one of the chips. I can see him gearing up to shove all of his chips into the center, and his gaze flicks to mine. A smirk turns up his lips as he goes all in.

  The front door cracks and splinters, flying off its hinges and sending us all from relaxed to on the defensive. Diana and my uncle stand in the falling dust, flanked by every single one of my mother’s guards.

  “Seize them,” Diana calls, pointing at me and my men. Her face and throat are marred by deep red scars. They look like burns. I cut a glance at Thomas and see the anger burning in his gaze. “They’re traitors to the crown, traitors to the Night Court.”

  “Diana, stand down. I’m no traitor.”

  “You were supposed to choose and kill the rest. The guards saw you with them. The court knows you lied. Your destiny is set in stone. One and then the rest die. That’s how this goes. Your mother lied for you. She said you’d made your choice and the others were taken care of. I can’t let you have the crown, not after you broke your promise to the court and spat in the face of everything we are.”

  Molten hot anger boils in my blood at her insolence. “Everything we are? You mean everything you are. Bloodthirsty, bitter, jealous. You have no power here. The very notion that my mother, the Queen, would allow you to harm any of these men is ludicrous.”

  Diana smiles, the evil glint in her eyes disclosing a secret she’s been waiting to deliver. “Your mother. Yes, let’s discuss her. Treason. Do you know what the punishment is for that?”

  My stomach turns. I do. Beheading. “No,” I whisper in disbelief.

  “Oh, come on. Say it.”

  Tears burn my eyes. “It’s not true.”

  A dark laugh rings through the room as Diana revels in my despair. “She’s not the queen anymore. Which means…” she toys with her hair like she’s not in the middle of staging a coup. “You have no protection. Your guards are now mine. Your crown…mine. Finally they see you for what you are. Spoiled. Pampered. Useless.” Her grin set in the jagged scars across her face makes me shudder in revulsion. “My father will assume the throne until I am crowned. But first, I must have my own choosing.” She slinks across the room and runs her fingers over Garrett’s jaw. My prince flinches away, disgust on his face. “Perhaps this handsome creature will serve me well.”

  “Leave him,” I order.

  Garrett steps back but she advances, licking a long line up his neck. “Hmm, his blood burns for you.” Venom coats her words. “Take them. I’ve had enough of my cousin’s sloppy seconds.” Her direction is given to the guards, all holding shackles and chains.

  At first, I think it’s only my lovers who will be imprisoned. I can save them. I’ll have to let them go, but I am strong and I know the secrets of this house and the dungeon below. One guard approaches each human man and I fight my need to protect them. I’d rather they be taken than immediately killed. If I try to stop the guards now, Diana will surely murder my lovers here and now. I will have to be patient.

  But burning silver wraps around my body, heavy and unbreakable. I writhe and scream and fight as two vampires hold me. Trying in vain to break free, I growl and threaten. The guards show no mercy. Thomas rushes them, but he’s no match for this many full-blooded vampires. He’s met with silver chains of his own and forced to the floor. To his credit, he kicks and claws, landing a few blows before they take him down. One of the guards lifts me over his shoulder and carries me away. The last thing I see is my princes being bound and blindfolded before something is injected into my neck burning my blood and sending me into darkness.

  Chapter 17

  Miller

  I come to in a dank cell, cold stone presses against my back and the scent of rot surrounds me. Fuck. Blinking in the dark, I wait for my eyes to adjust. I need to get my bearings.

  “Miller? Is that you?” Garrett’s voice fills the prison cell and I can just make out his form a few feet from me.

  “Yeah, I’m here. Where’s Sebastian?”

  A grunt and a shuffling sound answer my question. “Right here. God, my head hurts. Why didn’t they just kill us?”

  “They want to make a show of it.” Thomas’ voice is cold and distant, as though he’s in a separate cell.

  Moonlight spills into the room as clouds move and the moon becomes visible through the window. Thomas is indeed separated from us, but I can see him.

  “We have to get out of here,” I say, stating the obvious.

  “I’ve got an idea,” Thomas says. “The three of you have been unconscious for the last two hours, but there’s a guard who comes by every ten minutes.”

  “So, you think we can somehow break out of this prison before he comes back?” Sebastian’s voice is incredulous.

  “No. But I do think we can tap into Garrett’s power and free our princess.”

  Garrett stands and runs a hand through his hair. “How? All I can do is see lies.”

  “Did you feel the magic in the room when we were all with Felicity? I’m stronger from it. I think we all are.” Thomas tugs on his chains and sighs. “I can’t break them, but the silver in these cuffs doesn’t hurt.”

  “And how does that make me able to get Felicity free?” Garrett asks.

  “Your power deals with other people’s minds. Perhaps you can do more than sense a lie. I wonder if you can control what they say and do.”

  “Why would you think that?”

  “Because before we were thrown in these cells, you three were bound. But you told them to unchain you and they did. They had no reason to do that.”

  My skin hums with anticipation. He’s right. When the guards took us, they bound us. As we were led to our cells Garrett fought and demanded they unbind us.

  “That is only because we are human. They have nothing to fear from us. You’re bound.” Garrett’s argument is sound, but I wonder.

  “Garrett, just try. You can test it on me. Tap into your power and make me do something,” I say.

  He rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath. No words fall from his lips, but I find myself walking to the end of the cell, turning around and walking back without any control of my own limbs.

  When he releases control over me, he smiles. “Fantastic.”

  “When the guard comes, we just need to get you close enough to take control,” Thomas says, hope in his voice. “They’ll have her imprisoned in the tower. Send him there, make him free her.”

  Footsteps echo from do
wn the stone corridor. It’s time. Everything hangs on this.

  Chapter 18

  They’re still alive. I can feel their blood calling to me. We are bound to each other after our private ceremony last night. I would know if one of my loves were dead. My wrists ache and sting from the shackles holding me, but still I pull and fight and struggle to free myself. A scraping sound followed by a loud clank of metal brings my attention from my attempts at escape. The door opens, revealing a handsome young vampire guard. I’ve seen him before, he’s protected me before.

  “You…you’re Hawkins, aren’t you?”

  He looks at me as thought he sees right through me. As though he doesn’t understand why he’s here. “You’re a traitor.”

  “You don’t understand. I am no traitor.”

  He frowns, his brow furrowing as he stares at me with striking gray eyes. “I saw you with them. You betrayed the court, selfishly refusing to choose between your consorts. You put everything at risk for the sake of your greed.” He’s reciting what he’s been told, but there’s doubt in his tone and concern in his gaze and then his irises turn the familiar warm brown of my Garrett’s.

  I shake my head, fatigue from the silver slowly poisoning me taking hold. “They are all meant for me. The crown…it split…the prophecy.”

  “What did you say?” he asks. His eyes are wide and gray again, if I’m not mistaken, they hold shock.

  “There’s a curse. They each get part of the crown…I can’t let anything happen to them.”

  “How do you know about that?”

  “I’ll break it. I need them.”

  My voice fades in and out and I can’t seem to keep my eyes open. Waves of nausea clutch at my throat. “Princess,” he calls out as my world fades again.

  I wake to the feel of a strong wrist pressed to my lips and the taste of vampire blood. Hawkins. Blinking up at him, I see the indecision on his face mixed with the pleasure of providing for his princess. His eyes are brown again, and I smell Garrett in the room. I’ve never fed from anyone other than my chosen. This feels like a betrayal, but something about his ever-changing eyes makes me think Garrett is here.