Flynn, Joyee - My Feisty Kitten [Purrfect Mates 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Joyee Flynn

  “Good vamp. Imogen like vamp very much,” he moaned and thrust into Aaron. They both moaned in pleasure, and I joined right in at the sight they made. Imogen glanced at me as he started fucking our mate and gave me a funny look. “Magic built up. Need release badly. Waited too long because tiger hurt. Used so much magic yesterday that it regenerated and built up faster.”

  “I’m glad Aaron could help you with that.” I threw off the sheet that had been covering me and started stroking my leaking prick. “This is one hell of a way to wake up.”

  “I can help you with that, too,” Aaron grunted and opened his mouth for show of what he meant as Imogen pounded into his ass.

  I shook my head as Imogen’s thrusts became erratic, knowing he was getting close. “I’m enjoying the show, and this is you guys’ time to play.”

  “Vamp need to come. Imogen close,” our fairy moaned and thrust harder. He reached down and stroked Aaron faster than I could keep track of. Holy shit! Aaron went wild, his back bowing as he screamed out our mate’s name and came. “Good vamp. Aaron listen well and come for his mate.”

  I wanted to shout for joy at what Imogen said, but I knew better than to listen to what he said in this manic state. If he called Aaron his mate when he was calm and not overloading, then I’d believe he meant it.

  He threw back his head and cried out in pleasure as he reached his peak, pumping everything he had into Aaron. Just as Aaron’s orgasm began to ebb, his eyes shot open, and I could practically hear the crackling energy of magic being passed to him.

  “My gods,” he hissed and came again. That would probably have his cock tender later since I couldn’t see if Aaron had gone soft after his first orgasm. Either way, he didn’t seem to be complaining from the noises he was making.

  “Thank you, Aaron,” Imogen whispered and kissed his back when they were spent. “I’m sorry this is how our first coupling happened, but you don’t know how much it means to me that you were there for me when I needed you.”

  “You’re very welcome,” he moaned as Imogen pulled out of him. “Can we get the cuffs off now though? We were kind of frisky and my wrists hurt.”

  “Oh fuck,” Imogen whimpered as he moved to take them off. I could see the skin was raw and bleeding slightly. “I was pulling you back too hard, and I didn’t even realize it. Why didn’t you say anything?”

  “I didn’t realize it either at the time.” He chuckled when he was free. They both got up on the bed with me, sandwiching me between them. “It was only when we were done that I started noticing the pain.”

  “I’m so sorry.”

  “No worries. I’ll heal,” Aaron replied holding out his wrists to show it was already getting better. “But you can do something for me?”

  “Is that why you said yes? So you could drink from me now?” Imogen asked with a growl, his eyes filling with tears at the same time.

  “No!” Aaron shouted and sat up. He pointed to my now wilting cock. Fighting wasn’t a turn-on for me. “I was going to tease that you wore me out, and I promised to take care of Sasha. I was simply hoping you’d ride him and let me watch. It’s fine. I’ll leave.”

  “Wait,” Imogen whispered as Aaron went to get off the bed. Before I could get involved or play peacemaker, Imogen moved over me and pulled Aaron so he turned to face us on the bed. He opened his mouth to talk but Imogen was able to keep him quiet…with his lips. Oh. My. Gods! They were finally kissing.

  Okay, I know I was more shocked about the kissing than the fucking. But Aaron couldn’t have bit Imogen at the height of sex the way they did it. What they were doing now, Imogen would have never gotten away in time if Aaron tried to bite him. In other words…Imogen was trusting Aaron wouldn’t bite.

  “You kiss as well as our kitten does,” Imogen panted as they broke apart. Aaron smiled at the compliment but that ended up being bad because vampires’ fangs come out when they’re turned on. And then Imogen surprised the shit out of me. “And I’m impressed I didn’t get nicked kissing you with those things.”

  “I would never trick you or try to force you into something I wanted when you’re not willing to give it to me,” Aaron whispered as he leaned in so their foreheads were touching. “I don’t want us together that way. I can wait as long as you need. Today was magical and more than enough for me.”

  “I’ll get better at this trusting you, a vampire, thing,” our mate said. They hugged for a moment, and I groaned, hard again. It wasn’t just the step in the right direction. It was the kiss plus they were naked, plastered together.

  “Will you ride him?” Aaron purred in his ear. “I love to watch you ride him. You lose all inhibitions, and it’s probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I think if you’re careful you won’t hurt him on top.”

  “For you I will.” Imogen giggled and moved so he straddled my hips. “It’s such a hardship for me and all.”

  “Oh, poor baby,” we said together, and then I cried out as he slammed his hips down, impaling himself on my cock.

  “Is that tight enough for you?” He gave me a mischievous smirk and then squeezed the muscles in his ass. “Or is that better?”

  “Always good with you,” I moaned and ran my hands up his firm thighs. “Ride me bucking bronco style.”

  “Yee-haw,” Imogen yelled in a bad drawl and started moving his hips. His tight heat moved up and down me so fast my eyes almost rolled in my head. “You’d never bite my dick, right?”

  “Of course not,” Aaron answered, looking appalled.

  “Then you should put that mouth to good use.” Imogen gave our mate a wink and held up his dick. Faster than I could see Aaron was kneeling on the bed, leaning over me and sucking him off.

  I watched my mates for several minutes moan in pleasure as Aaron deep-throated Imogen as he rode me. I’d never hoped for the three of us to be joined like this. I needed something more to push me over the edge.

  “Bite me,” I whispered as I stared at Aaron. “Your mark healed, and I want to wear it again.”

  I hadn’t been thinking clearly because they both froze. Just as I went to say something Imogen nodded. “Do it. It might get me used to it if I see it’s not bad and replace the awful memories I have with good ones.” Aaron pulled off his cock with a loud pop.

  “Okay.” Aaron looked hesitant, his lips pressed firmly together, but he wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity when Imogen was trying. He lay down beside me. I exposed my neck to him as our mate started fucking himself on my cock again and Aaron reached up to stroke Imogen’s cock.

  “Aaron!” I screamed as he sunk his fangs into my flesh. I cried out Imogen’s name as I came, filling him with my seed. My climax almost hurt it hit me so hard, and I rode the waves of it. “Yes. That’s it. Oh gods.”

  “It feels that good?” Imogen whispered when I was spent.

  “Yeah, it really does,” I gasped. I felt bad that he hadn’t come yet but Aaron was seeing to his needs. It seemed my mate had slipped some of his toys into the nightstand. He leaned over and pulled out a huge dildo.

  I watched in awe as he pulled Imogen off my spent cock in a flash and had him on his back. Aaron spread his legs wide in the air and shoved the toy in our fairy’s ass.

  “Can you bite me where it’s not a major artery?” Imogen asked as he panted, adjusting to the girth of the toy. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me, but vampires can go crazy from our blood. I’m willing to try somewhere not dangerous.”

  “Thank you, baby,” Aaron whispered, tears coming to his eyes. Mine got a little misty, too. After everything he’d been through, he was strong enough to try to get over his past. Our mate was amazing. “I can bite your calf. It’s something that can be easily pulled away if I go over the edge.”

  “Do it.” Aaron nodded as a single tear rolled down his cheek. He fucked Imogen’s tight hole with the toy and ran his tongue over our mate’s leg. Just as Imogen was getting close to his peak, Aaron bit into him.

  “Fuck!” Imogen cried out and not in p
ain. His cock erupted and shot cum all over his stomach and chest. “Holy shit, Aaron.”

  I watched them together, in their bliss and mutual pleasure. But I also watched for signs that Aaron was reacting like Conley and Marc had to the smell of Imogen. There were none.

  Aaron pulled his fangs out of Imogen’s calf and licked the wound closed as our mate came down from his orgasm. His eyebrows were pulled together, his lips pursed in confusion.

  “What is it?” I asked as I pushed myself to sit up against the pillows.

  “I don’t get what everyone freaks out about,” he answered and shook his head. Then it snapped up, and he looked at Imogen with wide eyes. “I’m not saying you don’t taste good because you do. You taste great. But it’s not like some drug or something that I can’t control. Your blood is powerful and almost electric from your magic, and you’re sweeter than anyone I’ve ever tasted. I just never felt like I couldn’t stop or that I’d lost myself at any point and time.”

  “Then you’re immune to it,” Imogen whispered as his eyes overflowed with tears. I quickly moved, ignoring my injuries and hugged our mate as Aaron did the same. “That’s how fate was able to mate us. Vampires who mate with fae are immune to the allure of our blood.”

  “So you’ll trust me now?” Aaron asked softly as he ran his hands down Imogen’s legs.

  “I’ve always trusted you, Aaron,” Imogen answered gently and hugged us back. “I swear I did. But I’ve seen what happens. Most vamps aren’t themselves like with a drug, and that’s what I didn’t trust. Plus, fear is not always rational. I watched my parents get ripped to shreds, and that’s not something I can ever get over or ignore the warning of.”

  “Can I ask how you survived the attack?” I’d been wanting to know since we’d met, but how does one ask a person that?

  “My father stuffed me into the cabinet in their room,” Imogen said quietly after a few moments. I felt his tears on my cheeks, and I hugged him tighter. “They might have smelled me in there when they first got there, but after they tasted my parents, it was like a frenzy, and they couldn’t think straight. I watched my parents get torn to shreds as the vampires bathed in their blood. I couldn’t move. Even after they left.

  “I stayed in that cabinet for hours, staring at their mangled corpses until someone finally came. My mom’s cousin was supposed to go the market with my mom, but she didn’t show. I guess she waited for my mom but then got worried and came to make sure everything was okay. She’s the one who found me.”

  “Sweet mother of mercy.” I could tell Aaron was torn as I was from his words. I couldn’t have stopped the waterworks then if I’d wanted to. How did I not feel enough to cry when someone I cared about, was falling in love with, and was part of my soul told us something like that? I don’t care if I was man, woman, animal, or alien, I’d have to be dead in my heart to not feel pain from that.

  “I’m so sorry you went through that, and I know your parents would be proud of the man you became,” I whispered and kissed his temple. I’m sure there was more to say, and I would have, but there was a sad buzz followed by a ding.

  “Was that our doorbell?” Aaron asked after it happened again. We all looked at each other a moment before bursting out laughing. “So we’ll add that to the list of things to fix.”

  “Yeah, might be a good idea,” Imogen said as we got off the bed. They helped me, and Imogen did his thing, cleaning us both up. It really was a handy gift to have in his arsenal when we had surprises like now. “Let me go see who it is.”

  “Allow me, my hot fairy,” Aaron replied gallantly, but I knew what he was really doing. I didn’t want Imogen opening the door when there was an evil out there after him. Okay, so the door wouldn’t have been much of an obstacle for them, and I doubt they would have rung the bell. But why risk it?

  “Such a gentleman,” Imogen purred as Aaron went ahead of us. Our mate had already dressed us as well, so it was just a matter of him helping me walk toward the kitchen.

  My burns had mostly healed, but Trey had been right with his prediction based on what we’d heard from our friend. The acid blood burned through my skin to my muscles, and those hurt regrowing. They were tense, then twitching, and gave me a strange, awful pain like I’d never known.

  “I do know what he’s doing, but let him be chivalrous if it sets his mind at ease.” Imogen chuckled when Aaron was out of earshot. I couldn’t have agreed more. Life was not about getting upset over little things especially when someone had good intentions. Not the easiest thing to do always, but I was a firm believer that realizing something was half the battle.

  “Sasha,” my mom, Ashley, gasped from the front door when we got into view.

  “Hey, Ma,” I said with a smile. Sometimes simply seeing family, especially my parents, just made everything better and brighter in the world. Imogen let go of me, and I gingerly walked to her. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with my legs, but my back was tender and sore, so it was really all connected.

  “Where can I touch you without hurting you?” she asked hesitantly with tears in her eyes.

  “My neck and shoulders are the worst, but I’ll take a hug if you don’t squeeze me too tightly.” The smile she gave me would be worth any pain. I was over a half of a foot taller than her, so I rarely got hugs with her arms around my neck anyway.

  “Oh my sweet boy,” she whispered and sniffled against my shirt. “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

  “Better than okay,” I said with a wide smile. Both my dads returned the gesture and my dad, Beck, was wiping his eyes, pretending they weren’t tearing up.

  “Now, introduce me to these handsome men of yours.” She cleared her throat and wiped her own eyes as she pulled away. “We got as far as Aaron’s name before you came out here.”

  “This is Aaron Loman, he knows Conley and Marc,” I said and gestured to him first before my other mate. “And this is Imogen Milford, whose uncle said he knows dad.”

  “Roland Milford?” Martin asked, with a raised brow as he shook my mate’s hand.

  “Yes, sir. He spoke very highly of you, and was glad I mated into such a good family,” Imogen answered with an embarrassed smile.

  “That would make you royalty,” my mom gasped. She glanced between me and my mate. “Shit. I was supposed to bow or something then, right? Oh wait, women curtsey.”

  “You are just precious,” Imogen exclaimed and hugged her. “Never worry about such formalities with me, dear woman. We are family now, and you may call me anything you wish.”

  “Oh, he’s a charmer.” Ashley giggled and hugged him back.

  “Imogen,” my dad, Beck, said as if thinking and then snapped his fingers. “Yes, Roland mentioned you several times when we talked to him. You’re his nephew that lost—” My dad stopped talking and looked at Aaron. “Well, fate’s being feisty now isn’t she?”

  “That’s one way to put it,” I replied with a groan. My family needed to look up the word “subtle” and start practicing it. Soon.

  “It’s fine, my feisty kitten,” Imogen replied with a smirk. “It’s common knowledge I’ve never been a fan of vampires until recently after what happened to my parents. I think fate was feisty indeed by matching us up, but I would like to thank her one day.”

  “Really?” Aaron asked, his eyes widening with surprise. “I would have thought you wanted to bitch slap fate.”

  “Not anymore,” Imogen whispered, his cheeks heating up with embarrassment. “I admit I might not easily let you bite me, but since you’ve tried drinking from me and you were fine, I’d very much like you to claim me. I just wasn’t sure you’d want to when I couldn’t be comfortable with you drinking from me when you need it like Sasha is.”

  “That’s like blaming a rape victim for not being able to have sex or in certain positions.” Aaron looked horrified at the thought. “I would never blame you or be upset with that. I just want you, Imogen. I understand you come with issues, we all do. But you’re not just giving up a
nd saying ‘hell no.’ You’re compromising and working with what I am. I’d be honored to claim you.”

  “Thank fuck.” I sighed and leaned against Beck. Everyone turned to me, and I blushed with embarrassment for having said it aloud. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin the moment. It’s just you guys have no idea what it’s been like for me.”

  “Don’t be a brat and make it all about you,” my mom chastised and cuffed me upside the head.

  “No, he’s quite right, Ashley,” Imogen said gently and blew me an air kiss. “We both kept saying we should leave so we didn’t ruin his mating with the other. I know I’ve been difficult whether I’ve had a valid reason or not, and the entire time Sasha has played peacekeeper and monkey in the middle. It’s not been easy on him, and we’ve both talked about it when he was hurt.”

  “You did?” I asked, shocked that I’d missed it.

  “Yes, our feisty kitten,” Aaron answered with a nod as he stared at his feet. “Imogen and I had issues when we met but neither of us did with you. We saw how it was hurting you to go from one of us to another, and I’m not just talking about sleeping arrangements. You’d hesitate before touching either of us half the time for worry that you’d hurt the other’s feelings if we were around. It wasn’t fair to you.”

  “I just wanted us all to be happy. I wasn’t mad at anyone, and I understood what was going on. It wasn’t as if anyone was being a jerk or a child. Imogen had real reasons to be scared and upset.”

  Everyone was quiet a few moments as if letting this whole revelation sink in. It was my mom who broke the silence first. “I take back my smack then. Being newly mated is hard enough, especially when there are three partners. But from what I’ve heard, you all had to work extra hard to make it work as far as you have.”