Virgil [Marius Brothers 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Joyee Flynn

  “Exactly. Your dads die and there are several goals accomplished. One, he gets rid of two men who would vote against him and won’t fall for his bullshit. Also, they speak out against him. Two, they would side with us. Three, they’re your family and you’re mated to Caleb. How devastated and distracted would the palace have been if they were dead along with Brighid and your brothers?”

  “I wouldn’t have given a second thought to letting his liaisons in because I would have been attending to other things,” Caleb mumbled, shaking his head.

  “And if you did, we probably would have,” I added. “But it didn’t work. So now, the goal is to at least get them out and liaisons in here, in our coven as well, while they’re not here to tell you not to because they don’t trust the guy. Also, the O’Hagans are stirring up shit that the head of their Council didn’t tell everyone that other Councils were giving mandates to pull vampires into covens for protection. He’s got witnesses to what can be seen as his screw-up. That’s bad for him.

  “There’s one big piece no one seems to have put together either. Cyrus’s dad. The man is in charge of all the demons now basically, from Spain, and yet we really think he’d leave all of Western Europe pretty much alone? There has to be a reason for that. Like not shitting where you sleep or drawing attention to themselves by acting like they are perfectly safe there and in control of the demon problem.”

  “Very impressive,” Mareo said. I glanced at him, our eyes met, and I blinked in shock when I saw pride in his. He gave a nod and I noticed Foma doing the same. “Sound logic, impressively backed up facts, detailed research from different angles, and an astounding approach as if you were an outsider as opposed to someone right in the middle of it all.”

  “Did you just insult Virgil with that last one?” Patrick asked, narrowing his eyes at the fae warrior. “He’s one of us.”

  “No, Pat,” I answered, shocked that he immediately came to my defense. I shouldn’t have been though. He was one of the few people who always seemed to make sure I was included in things, like the Christmas present the mates all gave my brothers. “It was a compliment. He was saying that it’s easier to see the big picture when you’re not a part of what’s going on and yet I was able to do that when this all affects me.”

  “Exactly,” Mareo agreed. “No insult was meant. Only the highest praise of a brilliant mind and fantastic strategist.”

  “Yeah, Virgil’s wicked smart,” Pat agreed. “He’s helped me with homework a bunch of times. I bet he’s got as high of an IQ as Riley.”

  “Seriously?” Stefan asked, glancing between us. I shrugged, rubbing the back of my neck nervously as I set down my tablet. Now that I’d said my piece I kind of wanted to disappear instead of getting attention.

  “You had to know how smart he was. That’s why he’s so quiet,” Pat chuckled as he glanced at his mate. Then he frowned and looked at me. “They don’t know that, do they?”

  “I think you’re the only one who’s cared enough to pay attention,” I answered as I quickly sat back down. I made the mistake of glancing up in between bites of my salad when I reached for my water, Stefan and Caleb still staring at me like I was off my rocker or they’d never seen me before. “Fine. Don’t believe me. Whatever.”

  “No, I do believe you. I think you’re right on all of it,” Caleb quickly said. “I just don’t know what to say, Virgil. I feel like I’m just meeting you or something.”

  “Yeah, me too and I’m your damn brother,” Stefan grumbled. I went to open my mouth but Pat beat me to it.

  “And you blame him for that? I’m sorry. I think conversations work both ways. He’s still your brother. You weren’t open about being gay until we met. So Virgil didn’t go blabbing he’s a genius because he thought you guys might not react well? Geez, proving him right much?”

  Stefan stared at his mate a moment and nodded. “You’re right. I’m sorry, Virgil. You should have been able to come to me with anything. If you didn’t feel comfortable being yourself around me then that wasn’t on you. I’ll try and keep an open mind and pay better attention.”

  “Whatever, it’s fine,” I mumbled, shrugging again. Caleb got up and opened the door, letting them know we were ready for the main course. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d sent everyone out during my presentation. Stefan went to speak again and I didn’t want to listen to any more of this. He couldn’t just say he was sorry and all be forgotten now that I’d proven useful. Tomorrow I’d probably go right back to being ignored. “So what’s the plan?”

  “If I may?” Mareo asked before anyone could answer. He waited for Caleb to give him a nod before continuing. “I have a call in to our Queen for a personal matter. I feel it best to implore her that I might seek her counsel face-to-face on this matter given this news. She might want to bring along Councilman Marius to see his nephew as long as she’s opening a portal.”

  “That would be okay to say over the phone just in case we’re being watched or our phones are tapped,” Caleb agreed. “They need to see what you came up with, Virgil.”

  “Father won’t listen to me,” I scoffed.

  “Yeah, he would,” Stefan said gently. “Your brothers might be idiots and blind to what’s going on most of the time. Mother and Father aren’t.”

  “If you say so.” I shrugged, not willing to take that leap of faith. “Someone else can fill them in.”

  “No way. You found all this and you need to take the credit,” Caleb argued. “I just wonder what else you haven’t taken the credit for over the years.”

  I winced internally, knowing there had been a few times I’d snuck into Riley’s lab to help on some formulas when I’d known he’d been stuck. He’d be pissed if he knew I’d ever done that. I shrugged again and reached for my glass of blood, chugging the large goblet down. I froze as I went to set it back down, my heart racing.

  That wasn’t human blood I’d just drank. Why the fuck was Caleb serving werewolf blood? I glanced around, noticing no one else seemed to be acting differently, already having drank some of theirs while I’d been talking. Had I’d imagined it given my conversation with Riley earlier? That had to be it. Caleb wouldn’t set us up to turn into horndogs for the night.

  Reaching for my water, I quickly drank it down, hoping to snap out of it. It was probably just nerves from putting myself out there for the first time in a long time. I was just about to reach for the pitcher of water when Mareo handed me another goblet.

  “Here, you look flushed and thirsty,” he said as if it was no big deal, simply having noticed and reached for me.

  “Thanks.” I took it with a shaky hand, careful not to touch his fingers, and tossed it back. Damn. Same reaction. If it was werewolf blood and not just my mind playing tricks on me, I was screwed. Two of those goblets had to be at least a liter and a half of blood, they were so big.

  I’d find out real soon if it was shifter blood or just my imagination because the effects would drive me nuts all night if it was.

  I listened as we ate, everyone discussing possible ways to get King Rylan here tomorrow and maybe the wolf elder, finally deciding to wait for Queen Magdalena to come and then just go back for them. It took them about five minutes to reach that conclusion and by then I was hard as fucking nails, practically sweating as my body went into hyperactive, lust-filled mode.

  “I thought it was very brave and remarkable what you did,” Foma said quietly as he leaned in. I shivered as I felt his breath against my neck. Holy hell. I grabbed my napkin and quickly covered my mouth as my fangs popped out. Goddamn it! Why couldn’t I control the fucking things around them?

  “I agree,” Mareo whispered as his hand moved to my thigh. “I find smart men sexy. The way you took control but yet let everyone find their way to your conclusions was impressive. I could listen to you talk for hours.”

  “Thank you,” I practically moaned, my cock leaking at their contact.

  “Are you okay?” Foma asked gently as his hand moved to my thigh as well. “I
s there anything we can do for you?”

  “No,” I panted. “No. I should go.” I cleared my throat and got my fangs under control as my heart sped up even more. I pushed their hands off of me and stood, keeping my napkin over my groin. “Let me know when the Queen is coming or when I’ll be needed. I’m going to get some sleep. I’m still tired from the trip.”

  “Are you sure? We were going to hang out and catch up,” Caleb hedged, looking sad for some reason. “I’ve missed you too, Virgil. We were all friends back before I found out who I was.”

  “We will tomorrow.” I gave him the best smile I could muster. Caleb had been a good friend to me. He had never tried to get me to shut up when I talked. Hell, he’d gone out of his way to talk to me at parties or when he’d hang out at our house. “Just a lot going on that’s been wearing me out.”

  “Just the thought of putting together all that information alone makes me tired for you,” he agreed, nodding to the wall where the projection of the maps was up. “I can’t even imagine how long that took you.”

  I smiled politely as I went over and grabbed my tablet. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that it hadn’t taken me more than a few hundred hours. It had just been something that I’d been curious about at first and I’d started tracking. Then after Caven’s attack I really started putting pieces together but really, it hadn’t been all that much work for me.

  “Maybe Caleb should lock that up somewhere?” Stefan asked as I started to leave the room. “It’s got all your evidence on there. We can’t risk it going missing suddenly.”

  “Sure, yeah, that’s fine. I have several backups too,” I quickly agreed, wanting whatever would get me out of there the fastest. I darted over to Caleb and handed the tablet to him, wishing everyone good night before practically fleeing. I sighed when I was in the hallway but kept moving, several guards and staff around.

  It wasn’t until I reached the corridor my room was on that I was alone. I practically ripped open the first several buttons of my shirt, hot and flushed in a crazy kind of way. I leaned my forehead against the cool stone wall as I pushed the heel of my hand into my cock, begging it to behave and calm down. I’d never get to sleep with a hard-on like this. I just couldn’t seem to get a handle on myself. That had to be werewolf blood I drank!

  But why just me?

  “We could help you with that,” a deep voice said behind me. I didn’t even have to turn around to see who it was.

  “I’m fine,” I lied, shaking my head even as I wanted to whimper and beg for them to take me. I went to stand back up to leave when Mareo grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me, pushing his larger body against mine. I gasped, shocked at the bold move, and he immediately plunged his tongue into my mouth. Kissing him back, I moaned as two sets of hands moved over my body.

  “We see you, Virgil,” Foma whispered in my ear as I kept kissing Mareo. Their hands guided me away from the wall and then I was moving backwards towards my room. “Let us show you how special you are like you deserve.”

  God that sounded so nice. To be appreciated for once and not worry. My mind couldn’t keep up with my body, the werewolf blood racing through me like a drug. There was this little voice though that was screaming to stop this, that there was something that I needed to remember as to why I couldn’t do this.

  We got to my room and clothes went flying. I glanced around, wondering how we’d gotten here so fast, panting for air now that Mareo’s lips weren’t plastered to mine. I had enough sense left to check that the door was closed before a naked and very gorgeous Foma got on his knees in front of me. Then suddenly the little voice with the warning was dead and I wanted everything they offered. I couldn’t say no even if I wanted to with the blood flowing through me.

  And I didn’t want to.

  “Foma has the best mouth,” Mareo purred in my ear as his slick fingers moved over my crease. “Suck Virgil off, my love.”

  “Gladly. I love a big cock in my mouth,” Foma moaned before licking the head of it. I gasped as a drop of my pre-cum fell onto his tongue. Holy fuck was that like the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.

  “Please, I hurt,” I whispered, my body shaking with need. “It was werewolf blood I drank. Don’t tease me. It hurts.”

  “Do you promise to submit to us all night and be ours?” Mareo asked, holding up a hand to stop Foma when he went to swallow me down.

  “Yes, I give myself to you tonight,” I agreed, having just enough sense to clarify how long I was there.

  “Good enough for now,” he bitched but waved Foma on. I cried out as he swallowed me down, his light brown eyes staring up at me with lust, groaning at the taste of me. At the same time Mareo pushed a finger in my ass and started stretching me out. “Big cock and tight ass. Yes, you are perfect for us.”

  I couldn’t even say anything. My body was one big nerve ending and globule of need to come. Moments later I was tugging on Foma’s hair, freeing his soft curls from the tie, to signal I was coming. He shook his head and kept right on going. I cried out in bliss as I came, my balls almost hurting from the force of it. It seemed to last forever, his mouth never stopping its attention on me.

  When I came back down, Mareo was pulling four fingers out of my ass and Foma drew off of me and stood. How had I missed him stretching me out like that? I gasped for air as my senses ran wild, my body craving more and everything from them. Next thing I knew I was on the bed, hands and knees, with Mareo’s cock pushing against my hole and Foma’s held up to my mouth. I opened for him, getting a smile as my reward as he ran his fingers through my ear-length hair.

  The moment Mareo plunged into me, I remembered why I wasn’t supposed to give in to them… The fae didn’t bite to claim their mates. They just needed to have sex. I felt the bond snap into place and Mareo growled dangerously. “He’s our mate. Were you going to tell us ever?”

  “Let it go, Mareo. We can talk later. You saw there was a lot going on with him after what happened at dinner. Side with our mate and be what he needs, not another problem,” Foma chastised gently.

  “You’re right. It doesn’t matter,” Mareo said as he draped himself over my back, pressing his lips to my ear. “It doesn’t matter now because you’re ours and we’re never letting you go, Virgil.”

  I didn’t want to hear talk like that, my lust and hormones making it hard for me to focus even as my brain tried to clear of the fog. I just wanted to fuck. I bucked my hips, letting him know to get on with it. He listened because the next thing I knew he was plowing into me as I deep throated Foma.

  I came first, my body needing just a little help and Mareo’s massive cock rubbing my prostate being just what did the trick. Hell, I wanted to measure Foma’s dick later when I was in my right mind. Maybe in my haze I was seeing more of it than I thought there was, but I was pretty damn sure it was way over a foot long. I couldn’t even take half of it into me.

  Mareo bellowed out my name as he filled my body with his release. The second he was done, he pulled out of me and flopped down to the bed. Foma pushed me off of him and I rolled onto my back, blinking up at him in shock. He moved between my legs, wrapping them over his hips before plunging into me. Just like before I distantly felt the mating bond snap into place, not being able to focus on it, but knowing that my life would never be the same.

  “We’re going to love you so good and forever, Virgil,” Foma whispered as he leaned over before kissing me stupid. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lifted my hips to meet his. We could worry about whatever else was going on later. Right then I just wanted pleasure. I wanted to let go, deal with my hormones, take the bliss they offered, and give in to my desires with the two sexiest men I’d ever seen.

  Chapter 4

  Foma

  Our mate was so passionate that I was in awe of him. After I took him and we truly mated, I saw firsthand how werewolf blood affected a vampire. Virgil was insatiable. He’d come three times already and here he was, begging, m
oaning like the perfect horny man of our dreams.

  “Please, take me together,” he pleaded as he moved to straddle Mareo’s hips.

  “That’s the werewolf blood talking,” I hedged, shooting my mate a glance. We were both very big men. We could really hurt Virgil and there were some things that sounded good during the moment that we tended to regret later.

  “No, I love it,” Virgil moaned as he lowered himself onto Mareo’s cock, not waiting for help or a green light that more sex was happening. “I had been sleeping with two wolves for months. I’d never been with men before but suddenly I can’t get enough of two cocks in me. I think I’m addicted to werewolf blood though and that’s why I ended things. I can’t believe Caleb served some tonight. I drank more of it than I ever did from Frye or Koi though.”

  Oh shit. I shared a glance with Mareo and saw that he was concerned as well. Had we basically just given a recovering addict the hit to throw him back into the world of drugs? We were horrible, horrible people.

  “Whatever our mate needs we will give it to him,” Mareo said firmly, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Just tell us if it’s too much.”

  “I will. I promise I will,” Virgil whimpered with relief. Mareo pulled him down for a kiss, Virgil’s hips moving on their own. I held them still as I added lube to my fingers and started to work his hole even more open so we could both fit. I realized Mareo was working Virgil’s cock at the same time to try and take some of the edge off.

  On top of everything else, we’d given him a lot of werewolf blood. Great. That would just be the whip cream and cherry on top of my guilt sundae.

  “Just like this?” Mareo asked in a husky tone as I slipped in a second finger.

  “Harder. Please, I’m almost there. I want to bite you,” Virgil begged.

  “You can’t. Our blood needs to be despelled by the Queen first, sweetheart. Then you can drink from us all you want, okay?”