3#Unlikely Mates: BBW Shifter/Vampire Romance (Their Everything)

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by Charlene Hartnady


  She gasped, feeling him finger fuck her with his thick, very skillful digit. She finally managed a tight nod. All too soon, he removed it, using the same finger to slip and slide over her nub in soft, slow strokes. Her breathing hitched.

  “Here we go.” Ross said, his voice tense with desire.

  She moaned when he put the head of his cock to her ass. Becky was sure it wasn’t going to work. So much so that she gasped when he inserted the tip without too much effort.

  Ross growled, it vibrated through her. Rushe growled as well. Her nipples hardened up a whole lot more and she swore she could feel the vibration on her clit.

  She gasped when Ross eased in a little more. “Tighter than I’ve ever felt before.” She could hear that he was talking between clenched teeth. “Are you okay?”

  She made a sound of affirmation. “I told you not to refer to other females while fucking me.”

  “You are the winner. Will always be the winner.” Ross eased in a little more, causing both of them to gasp. There was a slight burning sensation but it wasn’t unpleasant.

  Ross moved back slightly making a pained noise as he pushed back in, this time a little deeper than before. “Fuck!” He snarled. “I feel like a youngster again. I could shoot off at any second.”

  It was good to know that she had this effect on him. All she could do was hold onto Rushe and pant and moan as he slowly eased into her one inch at a time. The burning feeling never subsided but also didn’t worsen. Rushe kept up his ministrations on her clit. So slow and soft that her orgasm eluded her. It felt so freaking good but frustrated her at the same time because she needed more.

  At long freaking last, Ross made a contented sighing noise ending on a pained moan as he sank all the way home. “Your turn.” Ross swept the hair from her neck and kissed her there as Rushe positioned his cock at her pussy.

  “Take it slow. We may have to stop along the way.” Ross’ breath was on her neck and then he was kissing her again, using his teeth and lips. It felt so good, she moaned.

  It turned into an all-out groan as Rushe pushed his tip inside her.

  “Christ!” He growled. “I’m not sure we’re both going to fit.”

  Becky closed her eyes and her head fell back. Her mouth turned slack. “Oh god…oh good god.” Rushe was barely inside her and yet she had never felt so full. It felt good but it also felt weird.

  “Should I stop?” Rushe asked, his eyes were wide and fearful.

  She shook her head, trying hard to focus on his face. “No,” she managed to whisper. Her chest heaved up against his. His light smattering of hair abraded her nipples.

  “Thank fuck.” His whole expression changed as his eyes heated with desire and his mouth pursed until it was a thin white line. His skin seemed to tighten as his whole expression became pinched. “I can’t explain it.” He sighed sliding in a little deeper, his beautiful eyes closed. “Feels so good,” he grunted.

  Ross grunted his own approval behind her. Her vampire cupped one of her breasts. “So soft.” He whispered against her, causing goose bumps to rise as he tweaked her nipple until she was panting. He nipped at her, his fangs almost breaking the sensitive skin at the base of her neck. Becky began to quiver with need.

  “Take me,” she pleaded to Rushe. “Please,” she added when he didn’t move.

  “I have to take it slow,” he growled.

  “Just do it already.” She grabbed his ass. “I need to come so freaking badly.”

  Ross chuckled behind her, it quickly turned into a snarl as Rushe thrust himself into her, right down to the hilt. Her wolfie snarled as his dick hit home.

  Becky screamed in both pleasure and pain. It was too much. She was about to tell them to stop when both males started moving at once. So slow and gentle. A rocking motion that had the air seizing in her lungs. Her clit throbbed. Every part of her seemed to come alive all at once.

  “I can feel you,” Rushe grunted.

  “I feel you too,” Ross groaned.

  “I’m going to fucking cum.” Rushe barely got the words out, his teeth were so tightly clenched. Sweat beaded on his brow. His cheeks were flushed. His eyes glassy.

  “Don’t you fucking dare,” Ross snarled.

  Squeezing her eyes shut, she dug her fingers into Rushe’s back as they picked up the pace. Becky was appalled when she realized that she was making god awful wailing noises. She couldn’t help it. It was like aliens had invaded her body. She was no longer in control of any of her faculties. She felt warmth seep through her limbs like a drug.

  Somehow she managed to open her eyes, catching Rushe’s heated stare. He growled, exposing a mouth full of vicious looking teeth. It only increased her level of excitement.

  “I’m going to bite you now, Becky,” he growled.

  “Me too,” Ross grunted.

  Her pussy fluttered with anticipation. Her first spasms hit just before she felt them at her neck. Ross was more towards the back and Rushe at the base. When teeth and fang sunk into her flesh, she screamed. Every nerve ending in her whole body fired at full force.

  Her heart stopped, while everything else went into overdrive. The organ quickly caught up. Both males held her in place as she spasmed with the intensity of her orgasm. It tore through her like a wildfire consuming her entire body.

  Rushe made a growling noise, his body jerked against hers. Not far behind, Ross groaned as heat erupted inside her in hot bursts. Both males kept pumping into her.

  Ross pushed up tightly against her, releasing her neck. Rushe snarled viciously as his dick thickened. She was surprised when he continued to jerk against her. When his dick thickened it was a sign that he was nearing the end of his orgasm yet he continued to cum hard. It was then that she noticed that Ross had bitten Rushe on the side of his bicep and was sucking big gulps of blood. Rushe’s eyes were clamped shut, his face was taut with utter rapture.

  Her mouth felt dry as she watched Ross drink. She couldn’t think on it further because Rushe clamped back down on her neck in a place that made her back bow and her eyes roll. She screamed long and loud as her pussy clamped down hard as a second even more searing orgasm took a hold of her. Ross groaned, still pumping into her ass with hard even strokes.

  Both males eventually slumped against her. All three of them were breathing heavily.

  ****

  Rushe felt complete. Who would’ve ever thought? Yet, as he lay there still buried deeply inside the female he loved, he couldn’t help but to feel happier than he had ever felt before.

  The fact that a vampire was just as deeply buried inside his female, as well, only helped to accentuate those warm fuzzy feelings. None of the magazines he had read included this. His edition of the Kama Sutra certainly didn’t include a second male. He was certain without a single shred of doubt that sex could not get any better. There was just no way. His female would be properly sated.

  His dick was squeezed so tight it almost hurt. Her snug velvet sheath made even snugger by Ross’ thick cock. Every time the male breathed, let alone thrust, he could feel it like a massaging sensation against his dick. Rushe was sure he would be able to come just by being inside Becky. If Ross thrust into her ass, he could cum just from the sensation the movement of the other males cock created. It certainly helped that his female was so response, that her pussy milked him when she came.

  “You are the best and I love you.” Rushe kissed Becky on her damp forehead. Her hair was seriously mussed and curled even more around her face. “I am…” He couldn’t finish the sentence because she fixed him with a death stare and gave his arm a light slap.

  “Get your dicks out of me right now dammit.” She spoke under her breath sounding more pissed than he had ever heard her.

  Rushe immediately withdrew from her body feeling the loss to his very soul. Had he done something wrong? Maybe her screams were of pain and not of pleasure.

  “Please say that you are okay?” He moved away a little so that he could examine her. She took the opportunity t
o pull away from Ross who growled.

  “You.” She pointed a finger at the other male. “Both of you.” Her angry eyes swept back to Rushe. “You’ve freaking ruined me.”

  “Did we hurt you?” Rushe felt panic rise. “Please answer me,” he added when she didn’t respond.

  It calmed him just a little when Ross stretched himself out on the bed, putting his hands behind his head. He wouldn’t be acting this way if their female was hurt. The male chuckled. “If it’s any consolation…” Ross paused, “I am also ruined.”

  “How the hell do I go back to just one guy? It’s going to be impossible.” She shook her head and her curls bounced.

  “There’s an easy solution…” Ross sat up, cupping Becky’s chin with one of his hands. “Agree to mate with both of us and you’ll always have two males to ensure that your every need is met. Now, just admit that you care and I will run you a bubble bath.”

  His human folded her arms across her ample chest and pouted for a while, looking absolutely adorable. “A bath huh?”

  Ross nodded.

  “I thought you were non-humans?” She raised her eyebrows at Ross who frowned. “Hello! I thought you had a bit more stamina than that. I kind of need at least three orgasms at least twice a day. You only gave me two. Going down on me doesn’t count.”

  Rushe found himself grunting in surprise.

  Ross chuckled. “Like I was saying earlier, a female like you needs two males. We will satisfy your needs. Be here for you in all ways.”

  “Yeah.” Rushe said, his heart rate increased as she lifted her beautiful blue eyes to him. “I would like the honor of tucking you in each and every night, honey. Not just for a week, or a month or even a year. I want to be with you always.”

  “Forever.” She whispered while looking at each of them in turn. Becky shrugged, a naughty smile forming on her lips. “You two have pretty much ruined me for anyone else so what choice do I have?”

  Ross leaned in and kissed their female. Rushe felt a lump form in his throat. She was agreeing to become their mate.

  “I love you.” The vampire growled as he pulled back, his voice was thick. Becky smiled back at him, her eyes filled with…love.

  Rushe tugged her towards him. “I love you too.” He kissed her softly, nipping at her bottom lip. He released her seeing the same well of emotion in her eyes.

  “You can tell us you love us back you know.” Ross smiled, shaking his head. “I know you do so you might as well say it.”

  “Look…” She smiled, “I’ll admit that I care but love might be taking it a bit too far.”

  Ross made an exasperated sound and Rushe had to laugh. This female would not be easy, but she was theirs. The only one that would do.

  Ross’ gaze moved to Becky’s chest. “Rushe, our female asked for another orgasm. Are you up for doggie”—the male cleared his throat while glancing Rushe’s way—“wolfie style?”

  Rushe nodded. “I love watching Becky’s ass shake as I fuck her. It is just as good as watching her tits bounce.” He couldn’t help the aroused growling noise that escaped him as he was reminded of Becky earlier on Ross’ lap. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen and Rushe had watched his share of pornography.

  “Sweetheart…” Ross cupped Becky’s chin. “Do you remember that other little fantasy I have?”

  Rushe could clearly hear how her heart sped up and her breathing quickened. Becky nodded. “The one concerning your dick and my twins?” When Becky clasped her breasts in both her hands and brought them together to form a deep, soft looking cleavage Rushe had to groan. They both did.

  Ross nodded. “I would really like to…”

  Becky giggled as she moved onto all fours. “You will have to hold my tits yourself when you fuck them.” She looked up at an astonished, highly aroused looking Ross and then back at Rushe. “I’m going to need my arms for bracing. My wolf is one hell of a fuck.” Then she waved her perfect ass in the air. Her pussy glistened.

  Both of them growled.

  “I can’t wait until you are swollen with my child.” Ross gave Becky a tight smile.

  “No freaking way. Just forget about it.” She huffed. “I don’t want kids. I would be a terrible mother.”

  “Relax, you’re not in heat at the moment. We still have plenty of time to discuss it. You would make a wonderful mother.” Ross said, his eyes locked on Becky’s. “I bet I can convince our mate to take my seed into her womb first.”

  Rushe barked out a laugh. What was it with these vampires? So damned arrogant. He shook his head. “You can try vampire, but I assure you that it will be my seed she begs to have first.”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Becky groaned. “Just fuck me already.” Rushe was more than happy to oblige.

  Chapter 12

  Vampire Castle

  Both vampire kings looked serious. They were being extra nice to her, which worried her.

  “Are you sure we can’t get you some fruit juice?” Brant asked.

  “Something else maybe?” Zane added.

  She shook her head, momentarily distracted when Xavier shuffled behind her.

  “Why did you call me here?” She asked, sitting more upright in her seat and clasping her hands over her lap.

  “It’s not good news.” Brant glanced at the table for half a beat. “Your father is ill.”

  She felt her blood drain. Elves, like all non-humans, did not become ill very often. When they did, it was mostly fatal. Aside from silver, there were only two other ailments that affected the elves.

  Her father might be old, but he was royalty of the highest order, he should not be susceptible to either of the sicknesses. She shook her head, feeling her brow crease.

  “He has wasting sickness.” Zane’s eyes softened as he said the words.

  A small, agonized noise escaped her. Her breathing turned a little choppy and she suddenly felt light headed. Her dear, father. No it could not be.

  “It was calves liver they were after,” she muttered, almost to herself.

  Brant nodded. “Yes, I’m afraid so.”

  “You said meat. You never mentioned that it was liver.” She looked both kings in the eyes.

  Zane shrugged. “We weren’t aware there was a difference.”

  “I need to go and see him.” Rising to her feet, the chair scraped the floor behind her. She felt tears prick her eyes but blinked quickly to hold them back. As a member of the royal family, Esral was used to keeping her emotions in check.

  “Of course.” Brant looked behind her at the spot where Xavier would be standing. “You cannot attend with the princess. We will be sending another male in your place.”

  “Why?” Xavier growled. The vampire prince took his role as her protector very seriously. It was a pity that was the only way that he saw himself to her. A guard. Nothing more. It hurt her deeply.

  “The elven prince, Keto, has expressed his anger at both Zane and I as well as at you, brother.” Brant’s eyes were hard. “He feels that you should have acted with honor and taken the elven princess as your mate by now. He believes that you have slighted both Esral and the royal elven house by not taking her.”

  “He was seriously fucking pissed.” Zane’s eyes looked black even under the bright rays of the sun that shone in through the nearby window. “It would be better to keep the peace and send someone else. I’m sorry, princess, but your brother hates us. All three males in this room. Xavier can’t go with you.”

  “I insist,” Xavier growled. “I will deal with the male. The princess is my responsibility and I do not take my duties lightly.”

  A duty.

  That’s what he considered her. Nothing more than a burden to bear. Well, no more. Esral cleared her throat feeling angry at the male.

  For months now she’d tried hard to get him to notice her but nothing seemed to help. She grew tired of watching him treat her like a burden. Of scenting other females on his skin. It was maddening. Right now, her father was her top priori
ty. It would be best if she wasn’t distracted by the vampire. Esral would do everything in her power to ease her father’s pain. To see him healed. She knew that he worried greatly about her. If she found someone, a mate, he would be able to relax and concentrate on becoming better. It was time to face up to the fact that Xavier would never be that male.

  “I agree.” She looked Brant in the eye as she spoke, “My brother can be very difficult. The best way to appease him would be if I chose a male I am interested in to accompany me back to my home.” She paused, sure for just a second that Xavier had made a noise but she must’ve been mistaken because she was greeted with his even breathing and rhythmic heart. He clearly didn’t care. It angered her even more. Somewhere, somehow, she realized that she’d still been holding onto hope.

  “I would like York to accompany me. I can see myself with the male and would like to get to know him better,” she blurted. York was sweet enough. She didn’t want him but at least he seemed like a decent enough male. One she could trust.

  Brant nodded, he smiled which was just plain scary. Zane scowled which strangely enough reassured her.

  “I will arrange it right away. I am sure you and York will be very happy together.” Brant said, nodding as he spoke.

  “The male is not permitted to touch you unless he plans on mating you.” Xavier’s voice was low and deadly, it had the ability to send shivers up and down her spine which irritated her. It wasn’t right that he had this effect on her.

  “I am sure that he is an honorable male.” She replied, keeping her eyes on Brant. “Anyway, my focus will be on my father.”

  She was sure that she heard him mutter something to the opposite tune about York, using a choice swear word that made her inwardly cringe.

  “I will have a talk with the male to make sure that he understands the rules. You are a princess after all and not just some easy fuck.” Xavier’s silver eyes bore into her. A muscle ticked in his jaw.

  Doing his duty until the end. How respectable. Esral inwardly sighed. “I wish you didn’t use such profanities.”

  “I wish for a lot of things but we can’t always get what we want.” His eyes dipped to her lips and she held her breath. Then they flicked to Brant and disappointment hit hard. She immediately felt guilty about feeling sorry for herself when her father could be dying. She straightened her shoulders.

 

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