by Marilyn Lee
As he charged across the room toward her, Leon exploded off the sofa, shifted to his natural form, and raced to intercept Falcone. Although Falcone was bigger and heavier, baring his lovely fangs, Leon plowed into Falcone, stopping his charge.
Growling and tearing at each other, the two shifters fought. Fearful that Leon would be poisoned as Acier had been, Deoctra flashed forward, grabbed Falcone by the fur on the back of his neck, and lifted him away from Leon, tossing him across the room.
Leon, bleeding from several wounds, jumped to his feet and raced toward Falcone.
She flashed between them. “No, Leon!” She glanced over her shoulder at Falcone, who had shifted back to his humanoid form and now regarded her with a look of respect. “This meeting is not to fight amongst ourselves. It’s to decide how to finish off Acier Gautier.”
Leon shifted back to his humanoid form. She winced at the wounds on his body. “Go bathe and wash your wounds, Leon. Quickly.”
Growling in Falcone’s direction, Leon left the room.
Falcone rose to stand in front of her, staring down into her eyes. “I don’t allow females to hit me with impunity, Deoctra.”
She tossed her head, sending her long dark hair cascading around her shoulders. “I am not just a female. I am a full-blood vampire fem and we take shit from no one. I possess a physical strength comparable to yours and your poison can’t harm me. Don’t challenge me, Falcone. I want Etienne Gautier left alone.”
“Why? You gonna fuck him when Leon’s back is turned?” he demanded.
She stared into his eyes, a slight smile pulling at her lips. She knew that look. She could hear Leon moving up the stairs toward the bathroom with the whirlpool.
Soak, my handsome one, she told him. I will deal with Falcone.
You’re sure? If he hurts you, I’ll --
Soak and be well and strong, Leon.
She moved across the room to stand against the far wall. Keeping her gaze on Falcone, she undid tiny buttons in the one-piece cat suit she wore, sliding the sleeves down her shoulders. The lower section of the suit fell to the floor, revealing her bare groin. She pressed back against the wall, parting her legs. Keeping her gaze locked with his, she dipped a finger inside herself.
“Hmmm. Nice and moist and ready for action,” she told him.
His eyes blazed with lust. He rushed across the room to her, unzipping his trousers as he came. When he stopped in front of her, his fully erect shaft protruded in front of his body.
She curled her fingers around him and urged him closer. Bending his knees, he thrust his hips forward, sending his length into her body. He was larger and thicker than Leon and he felt good going inside her. He did it slowly, clearly savoring the experience.
He cupped his hands over her face, found her lips, and kissed her hungrily, biting at her lips and sucking at her tongue. She immediately knew he was a skillful lover. Still, she did not feel the thrill she had expected when he began to fuck her with long, slow, measured strokes. Even when he sped up the pace and pounded her as she liked it, his cock felt no more than good.
As he pumped his way to his climax, she closed her eyes, held him close, and thought of Leon and his wonderful, hard knot! Now there was a lover to get hot and bothered over.
Although tingling, she had given up the idea of experiencing a climax of her own until Falcone forced two fingers up her ass. Then they exploded together, gasping and clinging to each other.
The moment she came off her high, she pushed him away from her. He stood in front of her, still hard, staring at her. “Damn, that was good. I want more.”
She did too, but not with him. “You’ve had all you’re getting for the moment. Behave yourself and we’ll do this again sometime.”
She smiled, watching his cock twitch at the thought of being back inside her. At least the arrogant bastard had enough sense to appreciate good pussy when he had it. “I want some more now!”
She moved close to him, palming his warm cock. “Another time.”
“Don’t make me take you by force.”
The thought of his holding her down, forcing her legs apart, and thrusting his hard length deep into her cunt without her permission, made her heart race with excitement. She laughed and released his shaft. “I believe I’d like that, but some other time.” She turned away. “Right now I need a fuck from my man.”
He clasped a hand on her arm and swung her around to face him. “What’s the fucker have that I don’t?”
“A knot to die for.”
“I have a knot too and I know how to use it!”
“I’m sure you do.” She touched herself. “But there’s only one knot going into this cunt and it belongs to Leon.” She leaned into him, stretched up, and kissed his warm lips. “Have no fear, you can fu-take me my force -- rape me -- one of these days when you’re feeling brave, but right now, I want my lover.”
He curled his fingers in her hair and stared into her eyes. “I always get what I want, bitch, and I want you!”
She laughed, squeezing his cock. “Hold that thought, Falcone. The next time Leon’s not around and you’re feeling brave, come rape me with your big, hot cock.”
She slapped his ass and flashed out of the room and up the stairs to the master bathroom. Leon was just getting out of the whirlpool bath. The moment he saw her with the bottom of her cat suit open, his cock jumped to attention. His eyes, however, narrowed. “What have you been doing?”
She crossed the room to him. She linked her arms around his neck. “I’ve been fucking Falcone.”
He stiffened. “What? You let him touch you? I’ll kill him!”
She tightened her arms around his neck. “Stop and think, Leon. It’s the only way to control him.” She gazed up into his eyes. “Fucking him meant less than nothing to me. He wanted more and so did I, but from you, not him.” She stroked her fingers through his hair. “You are my lover, Leon… my passion… my man and I am…”
“You are my what?”
The word bloodlust trembled on her tongue, but she swallowed it. If he had been her bloodlust, would she have allowed Falcone to fuck her? “Your woman, Leon.”
His lips moved over hers. She reached between their bodies and brought his shaft to her cunt. He pushed forward and she closed her eyes, sighing with pleasure and delight as he slid forward, slowly filling her with his warmth.
“Oh, yes! Yes, my Leon! Your cock brings pleasure I never expected to feel again. Take me to heaven! Fuck me long and hard! Make me your bitch! Bang my ass and make me scream for your lovely knot, my Leon! I am yours to do with as you please! Make me beg for your love!”
“Before you two get too kinky, we need to talk, Deoctra!”
She gasped and jerked away from Leon. Vitali Bourcaro stood in the bathroom doorway. “Vitali! What brings you here?”
His dark eyes flickered over her and narrowed. She flushed and quickly buttoned her cat suit.
“We need to talk. Come walk with me.”
“Now?”
“Now, Deoctra.”
She glanced at Leon. “I’ll be back.” She shook her head quickly when he would have objected.
In the living room, Falcone stood with his jaw tight, his eyes narrowed, his lips pressed together. Their gazes met briefly. He gave an almost infinitesimal shake of his head.
Bad news then.
Vitali looked at Falcone. “I gave you your instructions. Why are you still here?”
Falcone bared his incisors and raced out of the open patio doors, disappearing into the surrounding woods in a blur.
Vitali motioned toward the patio doors. “Come. Walk with me.”
They moved outside and into the woods. Several moments passed in silence before Vitali spoke. “This business with Acier Gautier is over.”
She stopped and turned to face him. “It is? You took care of him? Oh, but I wanted to…” She looked at his face and trailed off. “That’s not what you mean, is it?”
He shook his head. “The Brotherh
ood as an organization has no interest in what goes on within shifter packs.”
“Falcone and I are members of the Brotherhood and we both have vested interests in Pack Gautier.”
Vitali narrowed his gaze. “You and Falcone have no interests in anything that I do not approve and I do not approve of your interference in Pack Gautier’s internal affairs.”
Her plans for the future were in danger. “I have chosen Leon as my mate and he has aspirations to be Alpha Supreme of the Pack. He is a purebred while Gautier is not.”
“If Leon aspires to lead this Pack Gautier, let him do it the normal way… challenge Gautier to a battle. Falcone’s interest in this, as well as yours, is over as of now.”
“Why? When we first told you of our intentions, you expressed no objections.”
“Did you know that Gautier was Aleksei Madison’s son?”
“His… No. How did you learn of this?”
Vitali’s nostrils flared. “Madison, accompanied by Vladimir and two of his other siblings, came to see me, demanding I call off you and Falcone.”
She stared at him in surprise. The Brotherhood had never been known to back down from a fight. “And you allowed him to back you down?”
Vitali bared his incisors. She tensed, preparing to dance out of his way if he attempted to backhand her. “No one backs me down!”
“Then why?”
His mouth softened. “Aleksei Madison has a sister.”
“Katie Dumont?”
“No. Tatiana Forester.”
“She’s his sister? But what has she got to do with this? She and her twin don’t even live as full-bloods.”
“She interests me and she would not take kindly to you or Falcone injuring her nephew.”
“You’re asking us to back down for your own personal reason? That’s not in the spirit of the Brotherhood. I --”
“I’m not asking you. I’m telling you. You put distance between yourself and de la Rocque.”
“I can’t!”
“You’d better or do not expect the Brotherhood to intervene if the Dumonts and Madisons and Foresters come after you… or your sisters.”
The thought of Vladimir or Aleksei going after her remaining sisters sent a chill of fear through her. She wanted Leon, but she could not endanger Tally and Smo for anyone.
“Do I make myself clear, Diniti?”
She nodded, a knot of rage tightening her stomach. When would it end? When would the Dumonts and their siblings stop causing her grief? “I will not interfere with pack business, but I have some unresolved business with the Dumonts. Will you back me in that?”
He shrugged. “I personally will not stop you. If you can enlist the aid of other members, I will not interfere.”
She lifted her head, her eyes glowing, her incisors bared. The time of accounting for the Dumonts would come.
Chapter Five
Etienne, with Slayer perched on his shoulder and Damon at his side, stood on the doorstep of an elegant single home in an exclusive subdivision in the Philadelphia suburbs.
Damon stretched out a hand toward the bell.
Etienne pushed his hand away. “Don’t ring. I’m going in.”
“Without letting him know you’re coming? You know what they say about him.”
“They lie,” he snapped.
Damon shrugged. “I think I’ll wait in the SUV.”
“Suit yourself.”
Using the key Vladimir had given him, Etienne opened the door and slid silently into the house. He paused in the foyer. The smell of sex filled the air. He tilted his head, his ears picking up the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from the upper floor.
Slayer stirred on his shoulder. Father fucking. Go fuck with him.
He hesitated before he flashed silently up the stairs. The door of the master bedroom was open. He stood staring at the scene unfolding on the bed before him.
A naked Vladimir lay on top of a pale, nude blond, thrusting a huge golden cock deep into the other male’s ass. Each time Vladimir’s cock slid home, the male moaned in ecstasy. Their faces, with the eyes closed, faced Etienne. He saw their tongues tangling together as they kissed and fucked, lost in a world of their own.
Having starred in numerous X-rated adventures movies, Etienne had seen his share of gay fuck scenes. But this wasn’t a fuck scene. The tender passion between the two males was apparent. Vladimir wasn’t fucking the man, he was making love to him.
Vladimir’s hands stroked down the sides of the pale thighs as he eased his dick in and out of the other male’s ass. The blond suddenly gasped and shook under Vladimir, clearly coming. Moments later, Vladimir groaned, thrust his cock deep into the man’s ass, shuddered, and came.
Etienne watched as Vladimir and his lover lay exchanging kisses. “Is this someone I should know?”
Vladimir pulled out of the man and they both nearly fell as they jumped out of the bed and turned to face him.
Ignoring Vladimir, Etienne turned his attention to the other male. The man was tall and blond. Pressing a hand in front of his cock, he stared at Etienne with cool blue eyes.
Vladimir, his lips pressed tight, stared at Etienne. “I didn’t hear the bell.”
Etienne shrugged. “I didn’t ring it.”
“Why not?”
He nodded at the other male. “Who is he?”
“This is Adam Cady.” Vladimir glanced at the blond. “Adam, this is Etienne Gautier… my son and his Keddi, Slayer.”
Before Etienne or Adam could speak, Slayer streaked across the room from his shoulder to Vladimir’s. Father! He flew in front of Adam Cady’s face. And father’s lover. Lover like black cock? Slayer has big black one too.
Etienne smirked as Slayer shifted until he became a miniature version of Vladimir, complete with a huge, golden cock protruding from a hairy groin. Fuck lover hard and long just like father!
Adam flushed. Feeling mean spirited, and unashamed of it, Etienne laughed. “You want Slayer to fuck you?”
“You want Slayer to get his little Keddi ass kicked?” Vladimir demanded, moving to stand in front of Adam.
Etienne narrowed his gaze. “Striking him would be the same as striking me.”
“If you push me hard enough, that can be arranged too.” Vladimir stared at him, his incisors bared. “Adam is my… bloodlust.”
“So it’s true. You’re gay.”
Vladimir’s eyes glowed. “I’m me. Do you have a problem with that?”
“And if I do?”
“Then it will be your problem, Etienne. Not mine and not Adam’s. Yours. You deal with it. Now what are you doing here?”
“Slayer wanted to meet you. So we came to find you.”
Vladimir sighed and turned to look at his lover. “He and I need to talk. Do you mind?”
Adam shook his head. He looked at Etienne. “I know this must be a shock, but --”
“Why should I be shocked to walk in on my father fucking another man? It’s just what every son wants to see.”
Adam’s nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed. “He’s talked of little but you since he met you, Etienne. Please don’t do or say anything to hurt him.”
Etienne resisted the urge to backhand the man and bared his incisors instead.
Adam narrowed his lips. “Things will be more pleasant for all of us if you at least try to be pleasant. But either way, I think you should know that I am here to stay, Etienne.” He reached out and closed his fingers around Vladimir’s cock. “This is mine and no one is taking it away from me… not even you. You’re a big boy, learn to deal with the facts of life.”
“I’m no damned boy. I --”
“Then don’t act like one, Etienne! I fully intend to bend over backwards to like you. Meet me halfway.” He turned and pressed his mouth against Vladimir’s, who immediately returned his kiss. He pulled back to look at Etienne. “I’m going to shower and dress.”
Slayer come with.
Etienne watched the other male. Would he allow Slayer t
o fuck him?
Adam left the room.
Slayer looked at him. Going to fuck! He shot out the room after Adam.
Vladimir dressed in a flash and stood facing him. “Is Adam going to be a problem for you?”
“You’re gay?”
“No.”
“Then how can you have a male bloodlust?”
“I don’t know, but I still enjoy sex with women… particularly Aleksei’s bloodlust, Dani.”
“He doesn’t mind your fucking her?”
“Of course he minds, but it’s my right. It’s our way.”
“And does he fuck Adam?”
“No. Sei doesn’t do men under any circumstances.”
“How did you get Aleksei to allow you to fuck his bloodlust without getting your ass kicked?”
Vladimir gave him a long look. “Acier refusing to allow you to fuck his bloodlust?”
“He gave it his tacit approval, but I know if I do, our special relationship will change for the worst.”
“Then so be it. You have a right to fuck his bloodlust. He’ll just have to learn to deal with the facts of vampire life.”
“What would you do if you were in my position?”
“I’d go fuck his bloodlust and to hell with the consequences.”
Etienne felt an answering wildness in him responding warmly to Vladimir’s words. He had a right to Raven. Damn if he wasn’t going to have her. And after he’d satisfied his hunger for her, he would go looking for Adona.
He glanced toward the bathroom where he could hear the shower.
Vladimir shook his head. “You can safely leave Slayer here.”
“He’s very special to me.”
“I know that.”
“You won’t hurt him?”
“No.”
“If you don’t watch him, he will fuck your lover.”
To his surprise Vladimir arched a brow. “We’ll see.” Vladimir cupped a palm against his face. “Do what you need to do to keep your sanity intact. Go get your fuck, boy.”
Etienne hesitated then flashed out of the house.
* * *
“Other grandchildren?”