ROMANCE: Claimed By The Forbidden Vampire (Alpha Male Paranormal Shifter Menage Romance) (Werewolf Vampires Interracial Pregnancy Novel)

by Tatiana Jones

Declan approached her and hugged her. He held her for a minute.

  “You were hovering love.”

  She was stunned. She tried to find the words to describe what had happened but she couldn’t remember.

  “What?I..don’t remember.” She tried to get up from the ground. Declan helped her up. “Where did the creature go?”

  “It headed back into the forest. Johnny finally came but it took him.”

  “So wait, we never killed the creature?” she sounded disappointed.

  “No we did not.” Declan never let go of her.

  “So what are we going to do?”

  Anthony looked around him trying to find traces of the creature, “Dunno what we should do.” He looked at his feet. He felt the guilt. He should have sacrificed himself. Jacinta hear these thoughts and pulled him away.

  “I am glad you didn’t. I do not want to lose you.” He held her.

  “I love you Jacinta and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Why else would I ask you to marry me?”

  “I mean this is my grandmother’s ring. Been in the family for generations. I wouldn’t give this ring to anyone else.” He kissed her.

  “Oh knock it off you too. We get it. Yuh getting married!” Declan shouted behind them. He had his arms wrapped around Isabella. Her family followed behind them.

  “You know for wolves, yuh all not so bad,” Declan said to her family.

  The wolves bowed their heads in respect. They had changed with the night. Everyone but Jacinta. Jacinta decided to control the urge to change. She wanted to be a human around Anthony. She thought that he would prefer to be kissed than licked and slobbered. The wolves had communicated with Jacinta.

  “They decided to call off the ritual for obvious reasons.” The wolves than ran into the forest. Jacinta’s parents looked at the two of them and then looked at each other. They decided to run into the woods with the rest of the pack and leave the newly engaged alone.

  “Well, since we aren’t going to kill the creature, might as well head home.” Declan and Isabella headed for the door. Anthony was about to leave when Jacinta pulled him back. She smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “So, we have the house to ourselves.” She looked at him seductively.

  He lifted her off of her feet. “Yes, yes we do.” She giggled. He carried her upstairs and into her room. He locked the door.

  Chapter 23

  The Takeover

  “Yes! Anthony! Yes!” she screamed. He was giving it to her harder and faster than normal. Her upper body lunged into the air. Anthony was amazed by her room. It was the first time that they had ever been in here. He felt so comfortable here. The four poster bed seemed so much more comfortable than the bed at his house. He finally felt accepted not only in her house but by her family. He finally got that approval that he wanted. He loved her so much and would find any way to be even a bigger part in her life. He grinded into her body and as much as he loved being inside of her, he realized that he had to watch his strokes. This seemed like a very expensive bed. Not that she wasn’t worth breaking the bed for. She was his soulmate and he continued to drown himself into her. He stopped and pulled himself out of her. He licked her body as he wanted her to be extremely wet before he continued. He was still surprised that this was his woman; his one and only woman. He slapped her ass just to make sure that he wasn’t dreaming. Her moan as a result proved it to be quite true that this was his current reality. He sat up on the bed and watched her lying down with her face into the pillow. He traced the curve in her back and then squeezed her round, ripe bottom. He was so glad that he didn’t die today. He got up from sitting and entered her from behind. She held onto the post of the bed. The bed shook. Even though he was trying not to break the bed, he still couldn’t help himself. He pulled himself out of her and rubbed himself across her lips. She moaned begging for him to put himself back in.

  “Say ‘please’ baby,” he whispered in her ear.

  “Please,” her whisper was faint, desperate and clear.

  He pushed himself inside of her and threw himself in and out and in and out. She shrieked. He was picking up the pace. She could not hold on anymore. She came onto him and he felt it. He laughed and smacked her ass.

  “See I always let you come first,” he laughed again. She smiled at him.

  She got up and looked him straight in the eyes, “I want more.”

  He was still hard and still had sufficient energy to burn, “Then more you shall have,” he said as he re-entered her. She was so wet and warm.

  “I love it!” he continued to stroke her. His mind was completely pre-occupied with thoughts of her. He loved that he would be her first and her last. He finished in her at last. She tried to regain her breath. Her bosoms heaved up and down.

  “I think it’s time that we head to our home,” he smiled at her.

  “Our home?” she asked while she was putting back on her clothes. He walked up to her and kissed her. He paused for a moment and then smacked her ass.

  “Yes, our home. Where do you think we will be living when we get married, silly?” he smiled and looked at her. She then looked down at the ring. It was simple but beautiful. It was a .5carat diamond ring. The light which peaked from the purple curtains in her room hit the gem and was dispersed into various spectral colors.

  “I see that you love your ring,” he smiled as he noticed that she was staring at it.

  “Yes, I do. I love it,” she said as she still looked at it. She then looked up at him, “I love you too,” she kissed him.

  “You better,” he said as he grabbed her ass.

  He looked around the room. He admired the posters of Coldplay and Maroon 5 on the royal blue walls. He looked at the bed. The pillows were in a disarray and the sheets were on the floor. He listened intently waiting to hear if her family would be home soon. They were gone for miles.

  He smiled, “Our family won’t be home for at least another hour,” he smiled, “Are you up for round 3?” he asked smirking and eagerly awaiting her response.

  She began to disrobe and let the clothes fall off of her body. She stood in front of him naked. She tilted her head to one side. She knew that this was a turn-on for him. He grabbed her and pressed up against her. Yes, he was prepared for round 3.

  In the depths of the forest, the creature held up Johnny against a tree.

  He growled at him and sprayed spit in his face. It then began to speak telepathically.

  “Why did you betray me?” he asked in absolute disappointment.

  Johnny was terrified. He didn’t want to go out like that. He should have showed up earlier and died fighting for something that was right.

  “Why were you trying to kill me?” he asked, “I thought we had an alliance.”

  Johnny looked at his feet. He was tired of waiting and just wanted it to be over. He wanted to be killed. He wondered why the creature was hesitating. He then decided to make himself useful.

  “I could spy on them for you,” the creature calmed down. He liked the sound of this. Yet, he wasn’t sure that he could trust him.

  “Why should I trust you? What if you actually kill me? What will I have to show for it?”

  “Who else can you trust?”

  It snarled at him, “You know I can’t stand trusting creatures like you,”

  “But who else can you currently trust? Look around you. Everyone else wants you dead. But I, I want you to live and to thrive.”

  The creature knew that he was not the most benevolent supernatural out there. He was doing this because it was mutually beneficial.

  “What do you want in return, wolf?”

  “To be the prima alpha of the pack. They have managed to find new alphas. I do not want them to have any more alphas except me. I want them at my mercy and I want them to beg. I will have the power and honor that they took away from me. I will be a god amongst wolves.”

  “I don’t care for your stories!” it growled at him, “That witch, she seems
to be quite powerful. Find out about her. Maybe she can change me back. Kidnap her and bring her to me. If you don’t, I will kill you.”

  “Ok, I will see if I can get the witch but try not to kill me now please. How else will we get her?” it released his grip from him. Thank God! He thought to himself. He breathed a sigh of relief as he managed to dodge death twice in one day.

  “Go! NOW! Before I change my mind and kill you!” It showed its fangs to Johnny who immediately left the forest and devised a plan to kidnap Isabella.

  Declan monitored Isabella’s behavior ever since the incident. She seemed to be quite normal. He still wanted her. She was so exotic and beautiful and loved to hear her accent while they were in bed. He snuck up behind her and kissed her neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kept kissing her neck and she began to shiver. She turned around and kissed him. She then wrapped her legs around his waist and kept kissing him. He ran his fingers through her hair and pulled it. She moaned as he tugged on her hair. He then carried her to his room.

  The room was painted black. Posters of metal and rock bands adorned the wall. There was a vinyl player and he had an extensive collection of vinyl records in the room. There was a coffin and a bed in the room. They made their way to the bed as it appeared to be more comfortable. Declan knew that Isabella was the same. She appeared to be the same and acted the same but he felt like something was…different. There was something more attractive and aggressive in her approach. She was a bit more confident and powerful. Her legs clung onto his waist tighter than usual and her kisses were more powerful and intense. He was enjoying whatever this was although even for a vampire it was quite intense.

  She looked at him and felt his soul and his true essence being revealed. He gently rested her onto the bed and removed his shirt. She was ready for him. There was lust in her eyes and a desire that needed to be quenched. She wanted him now but he wanted her to beg and kept teasing her. She grabbed him with so much force that he was taken by surprise. She was so strong! He was still turned on but a bit intimidated by her. Normally, Isabella was forceful but this was ridiculous! She then threw him onto the bed. Declan swore that if the bed was not reinforced with steel that it might have collapsed through the floor. Now, he was hesitant.

  “Baby, maybe we should slow it down a bit,” he laughed nervously, “love, normally I get an extreme hard- on from seeing you so turned on but I am a bit intimidated by ya right now. Maybe we should let Jacinta’s uncle look at ya a bit better and…”

  “No!” her eyes became red. She looked scary. Declan immediately came off the bed and tried to calm her down. He had his hands up and tried to step backwards. She approached him with glowing eyes and was determined to get what she wanted.

  “Love, now normally, I would find this extremely hot, you know, you taking charge and me giving ya all the power but love, go easy on me.”

  “But I want you! Come to me,” Declan attempted to resist but he found himself approaching her. He was not acting out of his own free-will. He was getting closer and closer to her. He was now face to face with her. He was absolutely terrified. He whimpered, afraid of what she would do next. Clearly, she had changed and had all of this power now. He wanted it to be quick and painless. He shuddered at the thought of what she would do next.

  “Declan?” she asked. He removed his arms from his face and looked at her. She appeared to be quite normal. “Declan, what happened? Why does it look like you are afraid of me?”

  “I, uh… look love, I think you should get yourself sorted out and,”

  “Don’t you dare take that tone with me!” Her eyes were red once more. He tried to find his way out of the door. With her new found power, she rushed towards the door, beating him in a spilt second. Now he was afraid. He knew that he needed to get out. There was a window in his room but it had been bolted. He mentally groaned at this thought. He would have changed into a bat and been out by now but he had to bolt the damn thing. She walked up to him and grabbed him. He was lifted off the floor. He looked at her and he was terrified. He tried to get down but she had a firm grip on him. He was the prey and she was hungry. She lifted him higher and threw him onto the bed. Thankfully, the bed was soft. He tried to get up but before he could move, she found herself on top of him. She began to take off the rest of his clothes. His eyes were filled with fear. He prayed that she would be gentle with him. She slowly removed the belt from his pants and unbuckled him. She pulled on the button and unbuttoned his pants. She then pulled his zipper and unzipped his pants. She pulled him out. In all of his fear and concern, he was still hard. She began to play with him. He moaned and gave into his urges forgetting how powerful and terrifying her currently was. She played with him furiously. His eyes rolled back into his head as she played with him faster and faster. He came into her hands.

  “I am so sorry, love. Let me clean up your-“before he could finish his sentence, her hands were clean. She immediately licked it off and swallowed every last drop. She was pleased with herself. He tasted so delicious. She put him in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down. He moaned. She wanted to swallow him whole. She kept at it until he came into her mouth leaving a trace of cum on her lips. She licked her lips and swallowed once more. Whatever it was that came into her before the ritual, he liked it. Well, except for the fact that her eyes glowed and she could levitate and throw him out of his own house. Now, he was afraid again. But she seemed so innocent now. Her eyes and faced has softened. She seemed to be so docile. He looked at her as she got up and slowly undressed herself. She slowly let the straps of the dress slide off of her shoulders until the dress came straight off. He admired her full round bosoms and her beautiful curves. He wanted to bite her and to have her. His fears were silenced by his hormones and his bulging manhood that sought to enter her and to reclaim his power in this situation.

  “Take me, lover.” She said. He was so amazed by her that he didn’t even hear a words that she said.

  “I said take me!” His hands immediately found her. He moved them all over, gently caressing each and every inch of her. He was pleased by her reaction but was afraid of her next demand. He pulled her nipples and she let out a soft moan.

  “Play with them!” He did as he was told and played with them. She was clearly enjoying this as her nipples got harder and harder as he pulled. He then squeezed them and looked at them as though they were the greatest treasures on the planet. He then gently rested his mouth on the left and closed it. She felt his mouth and let out a scream so sensual that it made him even harder. He stopped his rationalizations and just entered her.

  “Did I say that you can enter me!” he immediately pulled himself out as he did not want to experience the full strength and power of her wrath.

  “Please me first,” she pointed downwards and he got onto his knees. He kissed her legs starting with the right calf and worked his way up. As soon as he worked his way to her center, he started with the other thigh. She felt everything. Not only did he feel his lips but she felt the saliva, his skin cells and her reaction to it. Her senses had been heightened and she let out a loud high pitched moan. She no longer felt like she was in control. He spread her legs wider and began to lick and suck her. She moaned and begged him to stop. Now that sounded like the Isabella that he knew. He continued to dart his tongue inside of her and flicked it on her clit. She was so wet and he could taste her. He felt her desire and wanted to satisfy her. She was enjoying this more than usual. When she finally came into his mouth, she grabbed him and threw him back onto the bed. She got on top of him and began to ride him furiously. She was going so fast that he thought that she would break him. He begged her to slow down. She refused. It turned from absolute pleasure to pain. He begged her to stop once more. Her eyes once again turned red and she growled at him.

  “Woah! Love! Calm down!” He was still hard and still inside of her. He tried to move out of her but she held onto him even tighter. He moaned as he enjoyed the grip and wanted to give into it but was scared th
at he may not have himself to give to her afterwards. As he tried to remove himself, she grabbed onto him even tighter and tighter until he felt like she was choking him. He tried to force her up but she refused to be moved. He tried to push her off but her legs and her body was strong.

  “Fuck me good, Declan! Fuck me!” Those words were normally a turn-on and he would be having a good time but this was not Isabella. He knew it.

  He froze unable to figure out what to do. He did enjoy this new-found confidence but she was far too powerful and far too deadly. He wanted to stick it to her but they were already stuck together. He mentally sighed. She tried to move him but he was too still. She slapped him and he regained consciousness.

  “Ow! That bloody well hurt!” he said caressing his face.

  “Punish me for it then,” she told him. She was a cat in heat. She purred and begged for him to continue. She needed him to continue. He was going to stop but she kept getting wetter and wetter. He had to refuse her but oh God! She was so much! His member was soaked inside of her. He began to move inside of her. She moaned.

  “Yes! Yes!” she responded as he kept stroking her. “Yes baby, this is what I wanted!” She began to respond to his stroking with her body. She responded by using equal and opposite force. As he gave, she received. She let out high pitched screams of pleasure and dug into him. She began to bounce up and down. She came on him and his thighs were soaked with her juices. He then turned her on all fours and entered her. Her thighs and bottom smacked against the force that he kept giving to her.

  “Yes! Yes! Give it to me even harder baby! Yes!” She was so wet that he was losing his train of thought. He pulled her hair as hard as he could and she screamed. She then pushed herself back onto him and he kept at it while she did this. Her moans intensified. He swore that the neighbors were up and would call the police any second now. He pulled himself out and smacked her. He was punishing her for being so controlling earlier. He kept smacking her. She was not complaining. He smirked and squeezed her cheeks. He then kissed them one after the other. She moaned softly. Oh? So the new her seemed to like it rough? He began to play with himself behind her.