"It has been decided." The chorus of the counsel voices echoed in the room.
"This is an outrage!" Quinn roared, jerking his arms free from the guards. "I will fight this!"
"Then I challenge you to the death."
All eyes turned immediately to Dominic.
Grif released Tage and Jason, and moved toward Dominic. When he was close enough, he leaned in to whisper, "Let it go, love."
None of the counsel spoke in Quinn's defense as they sat in their seats. As Andrew looked at each one, they remained silent. Finally Andrew spoke, "No one will dispute your right, Elder Marcellus."
Quinn sneered at Dominic, appearing utterly confident in his own ability.
"Would you let it go if you were in my place?" Dominic asked, looking into Grif's eyes.
A quiet sigh escaped Grif as he shook his head. "No, I would not. I want to kill him myself."
"No matter what happens," Dominic whispered, turning to face Grif fully, "remember that I love you." He kissed Grif softly and turned back to Quinn.
"To the death," Andrew said. "No weapons, claws and fangs only. You both must remain in full human form. Are the rules clear?"
"Yes," Dominic said with conviction.
I love you. Grif spoke silently to him as he headed back to Tage and Jason. Sliding his arms around both of them, he drew them back further toward the wall.
With an abrupt nod, Quinn signaled his agreement and a second later he was on Dominic, giving him no room as he sent Dominic to the floor, straddling him and keeping him pinned.
"With your death, I will have all three of them," Quinn snarled, eyes turning blood red.
"I think not."
With a hard thrust of his hips and shove of his hands, Dominic sent Quinn flying over his head and across the room. Flipping over, Dominic was on his feet within seconds. Quinn lunged at him again and Dominic caught him, slamming Quinn back into the wall.
All eyes were on them, in particular, Grif's. He watched intently, distrust etched on his features.
As he pushed from the wall, Quinn bared his fangs and lunged at Dominic, nails slashing at Dominic's face, tearing to the bone beneath. Dominic roared in pain and shook his head. The cuts began to heal and as he held Quinn at bay, still slashing away at his clothing and skin, Dominic let the beast take over without shifting. Though he remained in pure human form, nothing of his mind remained human. Pure bloodlust drove him and he lifted Quinn over his head, slamming the vampire back down onto the floor. The impact shattered the marble tiles beneath them.
When Dominic came at him again, Quinn grabbed him by the leg and pulled him down. As Dominic went down, Quinn rolled out of the way before he leapt up, aiming a jarring kick to Dominic's head. The same animalistic twist marred his features. Out for blood, he gave no advantage to Dominic as he crowded him, landing several blows with his feet before jumping back.
"Dominic!" Jason struggled against Grif's hold on him.
Grif had to tighten his hold on Jason. "Jason, don't. He needs to focus on Quinn, not on protecting you if you get in the middle."
Dominic twisted and shot to his feet again. As the myriad of cuts on his face healed, he grabbed Quinn's throat and slammed the vampire face-first onto the floor. Straddling Quinn's back, Dominic jerked him up, snapping Quinn's spine as he ripped open the vampire's throat with fangs and claws. Struggling beneath him, Quinn couldn't gain the upper hand. The loss of blood from the massive wounds weakened him. Movement stilled as Quinn's back broke.
Dominic, kill him. Grif's quiet words reached Dominic through the haze controlling him.
Tearing away from Quinn's throat, Dominic growled and shoved his fist through the vampire's back. When he broke through the other side, Quinn's heart was in his hand.
Grif's face twisted slightly the moment Quinn died, but he remained immobile beside Tage and Jason. It took him a moment to collect himself before he moved forward to lay his hand on Dominic's shoulder. The carcass of Quinn's body rapidly degenerated to nothing more than dust.
"Grif…" Dominic dropped to his hands and knees, swaying slightly as the beast subsided. The loss of blood was great and he began shaking, unable to say anything else.
"It's done, Dominic." Leaning over, Grif carefully helped him up as Jason hurried toward them. "The car is outside. We need to get him home."
Without a word, they supported Dominic between them as they left the counsel hall. Tage followed silently behind them and drove them all home.
* * * *
When they reached the house, Egbert followed them up the stairs and hurried to open the bedroom door for them. Looking up at Grif, Egbert smiled weakly. "I'm so glad to see you back home, Master Griffith."
Jason hung back near the door, holding Tage close. "Will he be okay?"
Grif answered him quietly. "He'll be all right, Jason. Let me get him cleaned up and fed. You two go relax, and I'll have Egbert come and get you when I'm done."
Tage grabbed Grif's hand, drawing it to his lips and pressing a fervent kiss to it before letting him go. His other hand tugged on Jason's to pull him down the hall.
"Do you need me for anything?" Egbert asked quietly.
"We both may need to feed him." Helping Dominic into the bedroom, Grif supported him. Egbert followed quietly and shut the door behind them. "Dominic, you need to feed, love." As Grif tilted his head, drawing Dominic to his throat, Egbert moved up behind him, helping to support Dominic.
Dominic's movements were reactionary and he bit down, swallowing mouthfuls of Grif's blood. When he'd taken enough from Grif, Egbert coaxed Dominic to stop and offered his own throat. After several minutes, Dominic was able to stop on his own. When he closed the wound, Dominic groaned and stumbled back to the bed.
"Grif?"
"Egbert, get a bath ready for him, please." Sitting on the bed, Grif hovered over Dominic as he began to undress him. "I'm here, love. Everything is fine now."
Egbert went to the bathroom to start a hot bath for Dominic. A few minutes later, he said, "It's ready."
"Jason? Tage?" Dominic blinked up at Grif and smiled. "Love…"
"Both of them are relaxing right now, and as soon as we get you cleaned up, Egbert will go get them. They need to see everything is okay." Smiling, Grif helped Dominic up off the bed and toward the bathroom. "Egbert, would you please change the bed and give us about ten minutes before you go tell Jason and Tage to come to the bedroom."
"Yes, Master Griffith."
Dominic groaned as Grif helped him into the bathtub. "Everything hurts. I never wanted them to see that side of me, Grif."
"What they saw was you willing to protect all of us, Dominic." Grif knelt beside the tub and leaned forward, brushing a soft kiss to Dominic's lips. "Thank you."
Returning the kiss, Dominic murmured, "You are the world to me, all three of you."
Leaning back, Grif reached for the wash cloth and soap, lathered them, and began gently washing Dominic off. "I do have a question, though. Why did you turn Jason?"
Dominic moaned softly, settling back against the tub, eyes closed. "He asked me to. At first, I didn't like the idea, but the longer I thought about it, the more I realized his fears made sense." He opened his eyes and looked up at Grif. "His reasoning was that, if you were so easily taken away from us because Quinn created you, then what was to stop someone from taking him or Tage…unless they belonged to me."
"I can't say I'm surprised it affected him that way. Our family has been torn apart, Dominic." Lowering his eyes, Grif washed the blood from Dominic's chest.
Slipping a finger beneath Grif's chin, Dominic tilted his head up. "You're home now. That's all that matters, Griffith. You're home and you're safe where you belong."
Nodding, Grif smiled a bit. "Yeah." Rinsing off the wash cloth, he began gently washing off Dominic's face. "Let's get you cleaned up so Tage and Jason can talk to you."
"I've known you for ages, Griffith St. James," Dominic said firmly. "Don't you dare think I'm going to let you re
treat into a shell." With a tug on Grif's arm, Dominic had him in the water, clothes and all.
Surprised, Grif spluttered and laughed. "Damn it, Dominic. I was trying to be stoic for both of us."
Holding Grif close, Dominic had a satisfied grin on his face. "It was worth it just to hear you laugh again." His smile relaxed a bit and he crooked his finger. "Come here."
Snaking his arms around Dominic's neck, Grif eyed his lover with a raised eyebrow before he leaned in slowly. "What is it you want, Master?" The touch of his lips parted over Dominic's and the teasing lick of his tongue wet them.
Dominic's only answer was a low rumble of pleasure as he threaded his fingers through Grif's hair. With a slight tilt of Grif's head, Dominic deepened the kiss, the sound growing stronger as Dominic's tongue swept through Grif's mouth and licked one of Grif's fangs. Instantly the urge translated to action and Grif bit down, drawing blood. His mouth tightened to savor the rich, crimson drops, and a low growl vibrated at the back of his throat.
Fingers tightening in Grif's hair, Dominic thrust his tongue into and out of Grif's mouth, licking at Grif's fangs. Love those sounds. Love the way you feel, the way you taste.
Mentally, Grif drowned himself in the sound, scent, and taste of Dominic. Then he heard a startled laugh. When Grif pulled his head back, he saw Jason and Tage standing in the bathroom doorway, watching. Laughing, Grif struggled to get out of the tub.
As he helped his sopping wet lover to stand, Dominic chuckled. "We really need a bathtub for four."
"I take it you're okay now?" Jason asked tentatively.
Dominic stood, not missing the way his sub's eyes were glued to the lines of water running off of him. "I am."
Tage moved quickly to strip the wet clothes off of Grif. Standing patiently, Grif looked back at Dominic and winked. "At least the bed is big enough for four. Just remind me to talk to Malcolm about designing a new tub for us."
Dominic nodded and grinned, a low growl rumbling deep as Jason dried him off—with tongue and towel. Just before Jason knelt before him, however, Dominic stopped him. "Bed. I want equal access for all of us. We need this, need to reconnect."
"Yes, Master," Jason whispered, the smile needy and happy.
As Tage finished drying off Grif, Grif pulled the towel from his hand. "Into the bed with you. Now." Tossing the towel back into the bathroom, Grif slipped his arm around Dominic as Jason and Tage climbed into the big bed. "One of the most beautiful sights in the world to come home to."
"Get your sweet ass on that bed with them and I'll agree to every word." Dominic urged Grif toward the bed and waited until Grif was sandwiched between Tage and Jason. "Now there is my idea of Heaven."
"Not quite, Dominic. You're still over there and we're here." Quirking a brow, Grif smirked at him as Tage happily snuggled up to his side, pressing a series of kisses to Grif's chest.
"No man in his right mind could resist the three of you for long," Dominic said as he crawled onto the bed. He worked his way between Grif's legs and leaned down, dropping kiss after kiss along Grif's stomach.
"Are there rules?" Jason asked before flicking his tongue over Grif's right nipple.
"No rules tonight. Just the four of us, Jason," Grif answered as he shifted slightly, parting his legs further for Dominic. "No fucking rules at all." Tage nudged his head under Grif's hand as his mouth fastened to Grif's left nipple.
"Good." The word was breathed over Grif's skin as Jason nicked the nipple with his fangs. Then he sucked it into his mouth, moaning around it as his hand drifted down to hold Grif's right leg up for Dominic.
When Tage got Grif's other leg, Dominic settled lower, flicking his tongue over Grif's ass. "Open him up for me."
"Oh, fuck." Already Grif's body squirmed, knowing he was in for it. Tage and Jason held his legs, raising his hips and spreading him for Dominic's pleasure. Tangling the fingers of his free hand in Jason's hair, Grif moaned low in his throat. Tage nipped playfully at his other nipple before his lips moved lower, wetting Grif's skin with his tongue.
Dominic moaned as he pushed his tongue into Grif's hole. Hands on Grif's buttocks, he held his lover wide open, thrusting his tongue in and out. Jason reached down and touched Tage's hair, sliding his fingers through the soft curls. With a deep growl, he bit down fully, fangs sinking into the soft flesh around Grif's nipple. A shudder ran through Grif with the full bite of Jason's fangs as his hips pushed downward toward Dominic's tongue. Tage lifted his head to watch Jason feed, then returned to lavishing kisses on Grif's body. Slowly moving lower, Tage's hand lifted Grif's cock and wrapped his mouth around the hard flesh.
Dominic took the lube from Jason and slicked two fingers. Lifting his head to watch Grif's face, he eased both fingers inside, curling them forward. "God, you're beautiful all spread out like this."
Licking the bite marks, Jason moved down to join Tage, both of them working up and down Grif's cock. Grif couldn't answer. With Tage's and Jason's mouths taking turns on him, and Dominic's fingers inside him, his body writhed as it began to tremble. The sound of his moan rose in pitch each time Dominic's fingers rubbed over his prostate.
"I'm going to lose it," he warned them with a growl.
"Come on, baby," Dominic urged, pushing his fingers deeper. "Come for us."
As Tage swallowed Grif's cock to the root, Jason moved lower and sucked one of Grif's balls into his mouth, working one of his own fingers into Grif alongside Dominic's. A hard jerk of Grif's hips buried the fingers in his ass as he came in Tage's mouth. As he lost himself in the bliss of his orgasm, Grif screamed with pleasure. Quickly swallowing it all, Tage's mouth continued massaging his cock.
Dominic groaned and when Tage finally pulled off of Grif's cock, Dominic leaned down for a kiss. His tongue swept through Tage's mouth, drowning in the taste. Jason rose up and joined them, turning it into a three-way kiss. Tage moaned as his body rubbed against Grif's side, hungrily kissing Jason and Dominic as his hands ran over their chests.
Lazily, Grif's hand encircled Tage's cock, stroking over it as the three went at it above him. A slow smile drifted over his lips as his other hand reached for Jason's cock as well. Turn around was fair play and Grif wanted to see Dominic get his fair share.
Somehow, Dominic found himself flat on his back with Tage and Jason hovering over him, both men grinding against his thighs. He spread his legs, giving them both some much-needed friction. Rolling to his side, Grif chuckled as his hand reached over Tage to get to Dominic's chest, fingers pinching sharply at Dominic's nipple.
Tage grabbed the lube and quickly slathered Dominic's cock as Grif nudged against Tage's back. The slow backward grind of Tage's ass to his cock sent a familiar stirring through Grif.
Dominic groaned and his hips rocked up, thrusting into Tage's fist. "Jason. Ride me."
Nodding, Jason moved quickly and straddled Dominic. "Oh, fuck yes," he moaned, body swallowing Dominic's cock in sweet, tight heat.
Reaching behind him, Tage's hand ran along the length of Grif's cock. As Grif leaned over to kiss Dominic, Tage ducked his head so Grif could reach him. Grif's mouth caught Dominic's moan as his tongue explored every inch of his lover's. A low groan built in Grif as he felt Tage slick his cock with the lube and guide him into his ass.
"Oh, God," Jason murmured. "Fuck, that's hot." Hands on Dominic's chest, Jason began riding and grinding, hips working over Dominic's cock.
One of Dominic's hands gripped Jason while the other reached for Tage. With both slaves in hand, Dominic rolled his hips under Jason and fucked Grif's mouth with his tongue. Tage's hips worked between Grif in his ass and Dominic's hand around him. His own hand smoothed over Jason's hip, kneading into the flesh as he rocked against Dominic. Grif's cock repeatedly drove into his slave as his mouth suckled at Dominic's tongue. The four of them together became a heady, erotic mixture of sound and motion.
Jason's sounds grew in intensity and volume, his nails digging into Dominic's chest. "Dominic…gonna come…"
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minic tightened his hold on Jason's cock, jerking harder and faster. He thrust up repeatedly, driving his cock deeper into Jason's body. His own orgasm was quickly approaching and when Jason cried out, cock throbbing and pouring wet heat over his fingers, Dominic followed. He screamed into Grif's mouth as his own prick pulsed, filling Jason with his release.
A few seconds later, Tage cried out, body shaking as he came in Dominic's hand. When Grif didn't pause in his rhythm, Tage pressed back tightly into the forceful thrusts, grinding against Grif until the throb of Grif's cock rewarded him.
"Oh. Oh, damn." Jason slumped down onto Dominic, breathing ragged.
Dominic brought both hands up and grinned at Grif as he licked their slaves' come off his fingers. "So sweet, baby."
Chuckling, Grif fully relaxed as he spooned against Tage, reluctant to let his slave go. Tage didn't seem to mind at all. "I think we're one big happy family again," Grif said.
"Just like it should be." Dominic's smile reflected in his eyes as he slid his arms around the most important men in his life. "Just like it should be."
EIGHT
Leaning against the doorway, Tage watched silently as Jason bent down and rummaged through the refrigerator. Grabbing a bottle, Jason closed the door and set the bottle under the tap, letting the hot water run over it. With his master back in the house, Tage had regained a great deal of his balance, though it had taken him a few nights to do so. He'd not said anything when he returned home and discovered Jason had been turned. It bothered him a little because he'd wanted to be there for Jason, but he guessed it was no big deal.
"Are you upset with me because I was turned?" Jason asked quietly.
"No, I'm not upset, Jason." Tage had yet to get used to Jason's more uncanny senses. "I just wish I had been here."
"Dominic kinda surprised me," Jason said. He lifted the bottle, peered into its dark red contents, then turned slowly to face Tage. The bottle remained unopened.
Seeing how Jason stared at him, Tage wasn't quite sure how to take it. He recognized the look of hunger, but kept his thoughts to himself. "I'm glad he gave you what you wanted." Moving past Jason, Tage opened the fridge to get a snack for himself. At this point, he was now the only mortal in the entire household.
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