by Reese Rivers
His words were eloquent and passionate and full of conviction as he strove to educate others on the unbalanced scales of the class systems of the time. He was beautiful and it was plain for all to see how much he loved life, art, and his fellow man.
Of course, such a person would be considered a threat to those in power and it wasn’t long before he was taken by the Inquisitors and charged as a heretic. It was a convenient and sweeping charge of those power-hungry madmen to use to subject the masses to their will and keep them cowering in fear.
I had long stopped interfering in the affairs of state and man but there was just something about Luca and his spark that I couldn’t set aside and allow to be extinguished. I decided to intervene and free the man so that he could flee the area and continue his life somewhere he could be safe but I was too late in locating the deep dark cell he had been imprisoned in.
By the time I found him, the Inquisitors had ravaged his body with such torture that he was moments from death. Even then I offered him the choice of the change but as he was my first I didn’t realize that there really wasn’t a choice to be made.
No man would be capable of saying no to a chance at life when they are on the brink of death, consequences be damned. He was the first and only that I have sired and I fear that some part of him will always hate me for doing it. The bright passionate man that he was died under the tools of torture inflicted upon him in that dank cell. The two years of bloodlust and madness that followed his change forever altered the foundation of who he was and how he thought of himself. Luca believes himself to be the worst kind of monster and undeserving of any goodness or happiness.
I move slowly towards him and the sounds filtering through the door reach my ears. Moans and whimpers of pleasure from the woman inside ignite a maelstrom of want, need, and raging jealousy inside me. I want to rip the door from its hinges and snatch the witch from the wolves so clearly pleasuring her so that she would only make such sounds for me alone. I feel my fangs lengthening as the feeling intensifies but when Luca lifts his head to look my way, the agony of regret in his eyes cools my blood instantly. I stride over to him and take his arm to lead him away from her door and once we’ve turned the corner, speak softly.
“Let us go to the palace. I feel the need to thin the prisoner population from its dungeons. It has been too long since we have fed.”
He follows me without a word and we ride halfway to the palace before he finally speaks but only briefly.
“She reminds me of what it was to be a man. The joy and passion of it and how I can never have that again.”
His voice is low and hollow of life. There is nothing I can say to give comfort so I merely nod and look away. My own words are even lower and stolen by the wind as I whisper them.
“Me as well.”
We reach the palace grounds with no more words spoken and leave our mounts at the stable to be cared for. As we make our way through the grounds and past the fountains, we both come to a stop as we spot the King and his entourage strolling on the other side of it.
When his head turns in our direction, both Luca and I make our bows to him. He studies us with interest for a few moments before his regal head nod lets us be on our way. As we continue towards the entrance of the palace closest to the underground levels, I muse on all the Kings and Queens I’ve had dealings with over the last millennia and a half. Some were excited by who and what I am and insisted I be a part of their court. Some wished to use me as a weapon to further their power. Others, like the current King of France, enjoy a respectful relationship with me where I and my brothers are allowed to live our lives out of the court's eye and are rarely called upon. Some monarchs liked to believe that they ruled and controlled us but the smart ones were very aware that they didn’t and that we have no fear of them.
The scents of human misery reach us in an overpowering wave as we step through the door between us and the squalled cells where the prisoners live out their final days before execution. Pierre is in the outer room speaking with a guard but is alerted by the fear that crosses the guard’s face when we enter. He glances towards us with a nod and then holds out his hand for the ring of keys, speaks a few words to the man and waves him away. With blank expressions on our faces, Luca and I step to the side so that the scared guard can rush past us. Once we are alone, Pierre opens a thick ledger and begins running his finger down the list of current prisoners. Finding the information he wants he stands up straight and addresses us.
“Your Grace, sir, there are currently six prisoners that meet your criteria but before I have them moved, a word on another matter, please.”
At my nod, he sighs and shows the first sign of nervousness at our presence. The small French man clears his throat twice and fiddles with the ledger, clearly not wanting to broach the subject of whatever he needs to speak to us about. It finally takes a low hum of annoyance from me for him to square his shoulders and get on with it.
“Yes, well, there have been reports and rumors of…deaths and disappearances to the southeast. Um, the state of the bodies, well, they are familiar to me.” He rushes out.
I lift one shoulder. “And what business is it of ours? Come, Pierre, say what you need to and be quick about it.” I tell him impatiently.
The man wrings his hands a few times and shoots a nervous glance our way before finally blurting out, “The bodies, they are drained of blood and have had the heads removed!”
My brows shoot up at this and I send a quick look Luca’s way before turning back to the sweating man.
“We follow the compact with the King to the letter. We do not sample the populace…ever. While the description of the remains sounds familiar, you can be sure that we are not responsible for them.” I tell him sternly. “How many bodies have been found in such a manner?”
Pierre blinks quickly before a nervous, reassuring smile crosses his face to cover the unease he is feeling and he waves his hand in dismissal.
“There have been two noted but they were not of any consequence. Merely drifters traveling through the area. I’m sure it is nothing. You and yours have always been friends of the monarchy and I’m sorry to imply that you were responsible! I merely meant to convey the information so that you could be aware that there may be another of your…er…kind in the region.”
My eyes narrow at the idea that there may be another vampire in the area. It’s unusual for one of my kind to settle and nest where there is already a pack. More than likely, one was traveling through and got careless by leaving the evidence to be discovered. I pin Pierre with a hard look.
“I will be informed immediately if more bodies in such a state are discovered, yes?”
“Of course! I will send a runner to your estate should I hear of anything similar. You have my word, your Grace.”
“Very well, tell us of these six prisoners,” I demand, changing the subject and getting on with why we are here.
“Yes, yes! Two of them have murdered children and the other four have killed women. As you insist, each one is guilty with witnesses and confessions and all have been sentenced to execution. If you will but wait a moment, I will move them to the room you prefer for your…er…I will move them.”
At my sharp nod, he practically runs from the room with the key ring clutched to his chest. I turn to Luca.
“Once we are finished here, send scouts to the southeast to see what they can find out. Hopefully, it’s someone passing through and long gone but if not, we will have to delve deeper into the matter.”
He nods with a grim expression. We both know how some of our kind can wreak havoc and terror if left unchecked. Pierre is back shortly and waves us towards the door with a bow. We move quickly past the sinking cells filled with human waste and despair before entering a final room at the very back. Inside we find the six prisoners shackled to the walls, eyes filled with a mix of defiance and fear. Before any of them have a chance to speak, my eyes flare red and my voice speaks low and commanding as I use my power to compe
l them.
“YOU WILL ONLY SPEAK THE TRUTH WHEN QUESTIONED!”
Their eyes glaze over and their heads all nod. Luca goes one way and I go the other as we begin to question the men to ensure they are guilty of the crimes they are sentenced to death for. When they begin to elaborate on the deprived pleasure they received from the pain they inflicted on innocent women and children we cut them off and begin to feed. We ignore their screams of terror as we drain them of blood. Our bites can give intense pleasure when welcomed or hellish pain when not. These men deserve the agony we give them. We might be monsters ourselves but one by one we cleanse the earth of a different kind of monster.
Eden
The three of us end up landing in my bed in a tangle of sweaty limbs as we work on catching our breaths. My body feels slow and deliciously heavy from the explosive pleasure these two men have given me. At the same time, I feel settled as if this is exactly where I’m supposed to be and I can’t stop the smile that fills my face. Finn shifts on his side and props his head up on an elbow while using his free hand to trace soft tingling circles on the sensitive skin of my belly.
“You are a man’s fantasy, Eden.”
I huff out a small laugh. “Right back at you, wolf boy.”
Cade’s heavy thigh anchors both my legs in place as he nuzzles in the crook of my neck with his hot tongue licking my skin between kisses.
“We’ve never met anyone like you before, lass. It feels like we’ve been waiting our whole lives for you.” He tells me in a whisper as his lips catch my earlobe between them and he sucks gently on it.
I practically purr at the attention they’re giving me in our after lovemaking glow. When his teeth scrape against the delicate skin behind my ear and Finn’s hand wanders lower to brush lightly over my bare mound my core clenches with a throb to be filled again. No matter what my greedy pussy wants, I need a few more moments to recover from the first round so I ask a question to try and slow things down.
“You grew up together? In the same family?”
Cade moves his head down and playfully nips at my shoulder before answering.
“Aye, we’re cousins in a sense, yeah, not actually related by blood but raised together. Dinnae matter though, our whole clan, pack, lived in the same village so we were rolling around together since we were pups. We’re the only family we have left.”
“Mmm, it’s nice that you have each other after what you said happened so you aren’t completely alone. How long have you been with Sebastian and Luca?”
The back of Finn’s fingers brush back and forth over my mound, making the heat there increase while his mouth dips down to run across the top of my breast, causing me to arch slightly towards it. I see the curve of his lips at my reaction when he lifts his head to meet my gaze.
“I’d say a hundred and fifty or so years now.”
My pleasure-heavy eyes pop open at that. “What? How?” I sputter out, causing him to chuckle.
“Shifters live much longer than humans, lass. The longest I know of is around six hundred years but living with our brothers will likely increase that greatly.”
I look back and forth between Finn and Cade with clear confusion on my face so Cade explains.
“We’re bonded through blood. Bas’ blood keeps us the same age and will prolong our lives as long as we stay together. We’re a pack and he’s our Alpha so short of a mortal wound we won’t ever die.” He tells me and then with a wicked gleam in his eyes, drops his head down to capture my nipple in his mouth.
The hard suck has me moaning and arching up to meet him as Finn takes that moment to slide one long, rough finger straight down my slit and deep into my opening with a sure thrust. As he adds a second finger to me and begins fucking me slowly with them, he moves his lips to capture my other nipple. The sucking, kissing, and tongue licking has my pussy clenching hard around Finn’s fingers and when he curls them to drag against my g-spot the friction has me thrashing against his hand as waves of pleasure crash over me. He finger fucks me through the orgasm and slows as I begin to settle again before dragging his fingers from inside of me, swiping gently across my clit so I spasm again and bringing them up to his mouth to suck off the glistening arousal coating them.
“Like the sweetest nectar from the Gods.” He whispers huskily as his lips crash down on mine in a savage kiss.
His tongue thrusts against mine and I can taste myself on his lips as his hard cock rides against my hip. Cade thrusts his hardness against my other hip and I reach down to slide my fingers over the hot throbbing length of him. He groans around my nipple and then bites down on it just enough that a small bolt of pain flashes and mixes with the pleasure in the best way possible. Finn drags his mouth from mine to glance down our bodies and watches me stroking Cade with hot eyes.
“Cousin, you’ve known the pleasure of her sweet lips on your cock but you won’t know true heaven until you’ve buried yourself deep between her thighs.”
Cade growls against my breast and latches onto my hips to roll me up onto his chest so that my thighs spread to either side of his. His strong hands slide down and squeeze my ass spreading me so when he thrusts up, his cock perfectly spears into my cunt in one balls-deep move. We both moan out loudly at the exquisite feel of him stretching me and my walls gripping him tightly. With my chest crushed against his, he thrusts up and into me over and over again with a perfect rhythm.
Finn slides his hand up my back and captures a handful of my hair using it to pull me up away from Cade’s chest until I’m sitting up. He pulls my head back further so he has the perfect angle and lowers his mouth against mine. There’s so much heat from the savage kiss as he bites my lips and then licks over them to soothe that I can barely breathe as Cade rocks slowly inside of me. When Finn finally pulls back from my mouth, I’m gasping for breath and feeling dizzy from want and need. He clutches my chin until I blink away the daze and meet his before saying,
“I want to see you ride his cock, mo chridhe.”
I don’t know what the last two words mean but I’m game for the first part so looking down at Cade under me, I rock my hips forward and then back until I find the perfect rolling rhythm. This position is perfect for soft, slow waves of pleasure as the hard cock inside of me slides against my tight walls with every roll of my hips. My head falls back with my hair brushing over Cade’s thighs as I let myself get lost in the movements. My mind is blank to everything but the slow-building pleasure that’s increasing with every rock against the man under me until I feel heated lips trail against my lower stomach. I let my head fall forward so I can look down and see Finn has laid his head on Cade’s stomach inches from where we are joined together as I ride him.
I watch him through hooded eyes as he licks his lips at the sight of Cade’s cock sliding in and out of me up close. When Cade lifts a hand and tangles it in the back of Finn’s hair and pushes his face against me, my pussy spasms hard and clenches a tighter grip around the cock filling me. It’s the most erotic fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Aye, she likes that, Finn. Lick our girl good and drive her wild around my cock. Make her cum so hard she milks the seed from my body.” He growls out, keeping his grip on Finn’s hair and angling his head to the exact right spot for his tongue to go to work on my clit.
Finn’s arm wraps around my hips to hold them in place, keeping me from rocking and rolling on this magical ride but Cade takes the opportunity to control the thrusts as he lifts his hips from below, proving the hard ridges of muscles on his stomach aren’t just for show as he hammers into me. I want to throw my head back and lose myself in the motions of cock and tongue but I can’t stop looking at Finn’s head and face pressed against Cade’s and my bodies. I’ve never been with two men at once before today and now I wonder how I can ever be satisfied again with just one. My whole body is tensing and clutching as the power of the pleasure they’re giving me builds and builds until a long drawn out cry escapes from me as I plunge over the cliff as the waves of my
orgasm wrack through me. My bones and muscles melt and I can barely keep myself up on Cade’s lap when Finn quickly gets behind me and lifts me from Cade’s pulsing cock so that he can scramble up to his knees in front of me. Finn leans me back against his chest while Cade grips my thighs and wraps my legs around him, plunging back into me hard and fast. My head falls to the side exposing my neck and Finn takes advantage to trail hot kisses down my neck until he reaches the juncture between it and my shoulder and his talented fingers find my mound and slip inside to pluck at the swollen bundle of nerves there.
“Again, Eden. Come for us again.” He commands but I don’t think I can. A whimper escapes from my throat and Cade leans in and licks at my lips until I grant him passage. After he’s fucked my mouth with his tongue for a few minutes in tandem with the thrusts of his cock and Finn increases the pressure and motion on my clit, I feel the steady build hit me again in shock. He pulls back and his eyes are so intense as he adjusts himself under me and rolls his hips instead of thrusting. The smooth slide and different angle along with Finn’s fingers rubbing my clit has the pleasure building faster than I thought possible after already orgasming so many times. Cade doesn’t stop gazing into my eyes the entire time and I feel something shift inside me. A pull in my chest I don’t understand. Finn is sucking and licking at the same spot over and over again between my neck and shoulder and it feels like he’s branding me it’s so hot.
My eyes begin to droop closed as I get close again but Cade’s growl has me fluttering them open to see his blue-green eyes change to gold and start glowing as he snarls, “Together!” The word and eyes pull hard on me and I’m helpless to do anything but arch my back and thrust my core hard against his cock and Finn’s fingers causing me to tip over once again into another orgasm. As soon as the first spasm clenches around him, Cade leans forward and clamps his teeth on the same spot on the other side of my neck that Finn has been sucking at and I feel Finn’s teeth bite down on me as well causing me to scream at the combination of pain and pleasure crashing through me as Cade shoots his hot seed deep inside of me and I feel the hot wetness against my back as Finn finds his own release.