by Jo Penn
So very erotic, but more. It shook him to his core. Drake had waited hundreds of years for his mates. He’d pretty much known he would have two and never quibbled over what type of creature they’d be. He would protect them, keep them safe with his pride. Finding Xavier showed him so much more, though. Drake saw how it would be between mates, the togetherness. Love like his parents had, as well as those of his pride who were fortunate to be mated.
Xavier was glorious, tending to their human with all his attention, loving on their little mate with his hands, his mouth, and his entire body. Xavier had done the same with Drake but with a different stroke. This was gentle and loving, but so filled with passion and need. Drake was seeing how it was for Xavier, how he truly did live and breathe Keeley Tate.
Drake was beginning to overheat. He had claimed Keeley, but the bond was yet to be fully completed. The longer he waited, the harder it was for him, his body heating with the need to fuck and mate. Stripping off his clothes, he kept a firm grip on himself, edging back from the bed where his mates writhed.
Drake groaned, flopping into a chair near the bed, and then moaned as Xavier spread their mate’s legs and pushed Keeley’s knees up, completely exposing him.
Keeley was delicate and lightly tanned, little tendrils of sunlight hair trailing down to his groin, which was long and slender, twitching, dripping with pre-cum. His ass kept lifting off the bed as Xavier nibbled on a thigh, his cute little hole quivering, wanting to be filled.
Drake wanted to lick it and slide his cock in deep, feel the muscles and silky warmth wrap around his aching, throbbing cock, which he now stroked in his hand. He watched as Xavier spread lube and inserted a finger, licking Keeley’s thigh as he did, their little human throwing his head back, his hands gripping the sheets wildly, completely abandoned to the pleasure and crying out with it.
“Xavier! I need you inside me, now!”
“Soon, my sexy mate.” Xavier slipped two fingers inside that cute quivering hole and stretched their mate out.
That is the hottest thing I have ever seen, Drake murmured through their shared mind link.
Xavier purred. Keeley is all sex if you are fortunate enough that he allows you near him.
Oh, I’ll be very near him, inside him, my hands and fangs all over him.
With three fingers now buried deeply inside their withering mate, who was fucking those fingers with wild abandon, Xavier licked his fangs and smiled at Drake.
Drake purred, loving this side of Xavier, the heat and passion. Xavier moved over Keeley then, the vampire’s elegant lines turning Drake’s needs to combustion. He came as Xavier pushed his cock into Keeley and shouted out his release.
Drake could feel some of the physical and all of the emotional and mental. He was saturated in what Xavier and Keeley felt, drowning in it. His eyes locked on Xavier’s fine, firm ass, and he had to hold himself back from pouncing and fucking. Then he saw Keeley move, leaning up and guiding Xavier with him, that delicate, fucking sexy body moving in a way that had Drake’s cock leaking profusely.
Xavier laid out on his back, Keeley riding their vampire, hands stroking, tongue tangling with Xavier’s in the hottest kiss Drake had ever seen. A few more long, languid strokes and Xavier struck, his fangs sinking deeply into Keeley’s neck. Keeley’s cock shot out streams of sweet-smelling spunk as Xavier, sitting up now, tightened his arms around their mate and thrust up into his ass, pounding until he came also.
Gods, Drake wanted them both and needed to be a part of that, was sure it very well may kill him. Standing, he walked to the bed, cock leading the way. Xavier caressed Keeley lovingly, licking the few drops of blood on his neck.
“I love you, my Keeley.”
Keeley smiled and took Drake’s breath away. It wasn’t like the ones from earlier that were mind-blowing. It was genuine, a soft smile of bliss and affection.
“Beautiful Xavier, always so beautiful,” Keeley groaned.
Drake wanted this connection. At first, when Xavier mentioned having him, Drake admittedly wasn’t all that keen on the idea. But he would for his mates. Now, he couldn’t wait to feel either or both of his mates. He wanted that intimacy. He wanted to share everything with them.
As he’d found Xavier really did detest being “manhandled,” as he termed it—disappointing, that—Drake would give his mate whatever he needed and wanted. He went with his tender, affectionate tiger side, moving closer to both mates lying sprawled on the bed panting.
He petted, licked, and kissed, purring and rubbing over both of his mates, not letting either escape his affectionate loving. Soon he had Keeley beneath him, legs spread wide, Drake between them as he savored the taste of his mate, licking his long, slender cock and sucking it down his throat, while behind him he tugged Xavier close and held out the lube.
He felt Xavier trail long, elegant fingers along his back and down his ass crack. Drake thought he’d have to hold his cat back and tie him down to allow someone at his back like this, have his ass, but this was Xavier, his stunning star.
“Xavier always makes it feel good,” Keeley said, stroking Drake’s hair. “I won’t last much longer if you keep doing that.”
“You want our light, mate?” Xavier hissed in Drake’s ear, a fang scraping along his throat.
Drake shuddered, nearly coming just from that. “Yeah, and you in my ass. I want to feel you both, my star…I need our connection. Have me, I’m yours and Keeley’s.”
Xavier moved away, but before Drake could turn and see what Xavier was doing, Keeley grabbed his face and kissed him till that was all he could think about, not even noticing at first when a finger rimmed his hole.
Finally being with his little mate was mind-blowing. Outside of the bedroom, Keeley was quirky, a little shy. He could be hyper and then withdrawn. He was polite and sweet, and Drake could see how he cared about others. In bed, he was proving to be passionate, open, and sexy as hell. Drake couldn’t get enough of those pink lips. He nipped and suckled, tangled tongues, led and was led. When a finger slipped inside his ass and hit that sweet spot immediately, Drake grunted in surprise and pleasure.
“I want you inside me with that mega-sized extra leg you call a cock.”
Wow, when he’d bottomed twice before, it hadn’t felt this good. Maybe because it was Xavier, his stunning, sensual mate, or maybe Xavier just knew how to do it right. Whichever the case, for a moment Drake was lost in the sensations as another finger slid inside him and wiggled, stretching him.
Then what Keeley said hit him and he blinked down at his little mate who gave him a genuine, sexy smile and wriggled down to get in the right position. Drake didn’t hesitate. He’d waited so long, wanted this so much. Brushing a finger over Keeley’s exposed hole, he slid two fingers inside, moved them around, watching the excited, pleasure-filled look on his light’s face. As a third finger moved inside him, Drake growling with need, he slid another two inside Keeley just to make sure his littlest mate was fully stretched. He didn’t want to cause him any pain.
Still well-stretched from having sex only a moment ago, Keeley panted and fucked himself on Drake’s fingers, moaning when Drake removed them. Lining his cock up, Drake pushed past the first ring of muscle, purring and growling at the feel, how Keeley arched up beneath him, his tight little ass squeezing his cock. Drake didn’t stop, pushing all the way inside, lifting Keeley with one arm around his lower back and began moving shallowly in and out.
“Ready?” Xavier asked quietly.
“Gods, yes, fill me, my star.”
With Keeley beneath him, his tight warmth strangling his cock, Drake concentrated on those feelings, not moving except to kiss and love on his little mate as Xavier moved past the guardian muscle and then stopped.
“Okay?” Keeley asked, his beautiful hazel eyes wide as he stroked Drake’s back.
Drake smiled slowly. Keeley was so beautiful. Yeah, he had commitment issues when he was overwhelmed and felt out of his depth, but there was such a loving, deep soul
in the little human.
“Yeah, feels good. Move, mate.”
Xavier did, one hand sweeping over Drake’s back in a sensual caress as he pressed fully into Drake. His vampire mate had a big dick. Drake felt the burn and a bite of pain, but mostly he felt full and stretched beyond what could be possible, and damn good to have his mates so close to him, all of them joined.
Snapping his hips, Drake began the sensual dance, thrusting inside Keeley’s snug little ass, his cock throbbing with pleasure, and then thrusting back into Xavier’s thick, long dick that scraped along that spot that made him want to pound both ways. The dual sensation was amazing and would make him shoot fast.
Both mates let him lead for a time, Drake loving the feel, caught up in it. Then Xavier gripped his hips and set a whole new pace, pounding Drake’s ass, and Drake loved it. Quickly following the rhythm and enjoying Keeley’s ass the same way, Drake had Keeley’s body taut beneath him, his head thrown back, his hands gripping Drake’s biceps tightly enough to leave fingerprint bruises.
Shifting his weight and making sure to keep stroking Keeley’s prostate with each thrust, Drake used one hand to grip his mate’s slender cock and begin stroking in time. Within two strokes, Keeley screamed out as his cock spurted over their stomachs and chests and his channel squeezed Drake’s cock till his balls drew up tightly and his orgasm hit him like a freight train, his claws shooting out, fangs extending.
He had just enough presence of mind to keep his claws from his beautiful Keeley, instead sinking them into the mattress on either side of his mate. Then he leaned down and sank his fangs into Keeley’s throat, right over the top of Xavier’s mating claim mark.
Keeley jerked and gave a gasping moan, more spunk covering them as he came. “Drake!”
His vampire gave a last few pumps before he, too, came, filling Drake in the most pleasurable way, fangs scraping over Drake’s neck and then sinking deep. causing his balls to empty again as Xavier fed.
They all collapsed, sprawling out over the bed. Drake wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to move again.
He’d finally claimed his little mate fully, and hell, it had been well worth the wait. And to have Xavier with them, all joined—Drake was in heaven.
He reached for Xavier only to feel his mate slide through his fingers. The stunning vampire rose from the bed and walked away, closing the bathroom door after him without a word or look in their direction.
Snuggling Keeley closer, Drake kissed his mate’s soft fair hair. “I’ll fix this, baby.”
“We will,” Keeley said firmly in that soft, dreamy voice. “He may be all White Knight and independent, but he still needs us…he just doesn’t know it.”
Chapter Eleven
Like an annoying alarm clock going off in his head, Keeley Tate finally got it. He got the whole mate thing, how a mateship worked. He understood creatures more than simply being able to identify them, and he got what was actually important, and most important to him.
That afternoon in bed two days ago had been beyond amazing. He’d felt so connected to both Drake and Xavier, felt like a real part of it and not just a little human tagalong. The problem was that it didn’t seem to sort out the issue between his two mates, and unfortunately that was flowing over onto him.
“Hello?”
Keeley stopped pacing and ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. “Valiant, I was calling your mother.”
“Keeley. Mother is attending a tour at present with the High Council. Has something happened to Xavier?”
“N–o… Well, he hasn’t been injured. Well, not physically…” Keeley worried his bottom lip. “Maybe I should talk to Mason or Misha.”
Valiant Durand, second prince, wasn’t all that warm and fuzzy and wasn’t known for lending an ear to a friend, but rather, for slicing it off and feeding it to whoever offended him. He and Xavier were really close, though, strangely enough, so maybe Val could help? Keeley just didn’t know.
“What is the problem, Keeley?” Valiant didn’t sound exasperated or amused as he usually did when speaking to Keeley, which was a nice change. “Is it about that Tulsa Coven?”
“No. I did overhear Alpha Urian mention there’d been creatures invading Milson Valley territory lately when he was visiting Drake, but…I think Xav’s gone iceberg.”
There was a pause before Valiant spoke, and then he just sounded confused. “Iceberg?”
“You know! All icy and disdainful. I don’t know how to make things right between him and Drake, and now Xavier’s spending more time away from me. Shit, I don’t know why I’m telling you this—”
“Calm down, squirt,” Valiant said soothingly. “If Xav’s gone iceberg—I like the description, by the way—then it needs to be dealt with immediately before he closes off completely.”
“Yeah, okay, I can feel that, so how do I stop it?” Keeley was back to pacing and now nibbling his nails.
“Everyone tends to think we vampires are cold, shallow snobs. What they don’t realize is that certain behavior is what causes us to respond that way. I know you aren’t responsible, so it must be the big-headed cat you’re mated to. So my advice is to work with your other mate to bring Xavier back before it’s too late.”
Keeley began to fret. “Too late? I’ll lose him, too? Oh, Gods, is that why Ry is like he is?”
“You could lose the affection and depth of devotion and love—”
“No! Tell me what to do!” Keeley exclaimed frantically.
“I think he’s having an anxiety attack. Here, you’re on speakerphone.” Val grunted.
“Calm down, Keeley,” Misha spoke in his commanding yet reassuring silky tones. “I am arranging the plane and will fly out immediately to assist, but honestly, I feel you and Drake will have a better chance of returning our Xavier to himself. Discover what it is that Drake has done, or not done, and rectify it. You know Xavier, Keeley, Think of what he likes, what he cherishes and is surrounded by.”
Keeley straightened his spine, the thought of losing part of Xavier making him stand up and fight.
“I will. He can be snarky all he wants, but I won’t let him go. Sooo…hint?”
Valiant laughed. “Just fight for him. I think you may be surprised by what your other mate is planning. Maybe if the two of you actually spoke and worked together this wouldn’t be a problem.”
Huh, that insight thing that Valiant and his mother, the Queen, had. Nice to know exactly what Val had an inkling of.
Keeley left the bedroom and rushed through the palace, a big shifter chasing after him in a hurry to keep up. He said a hurried good-bye and thanks and cursed the entire way through halls at how big the frigging place was, and then cursed some more when he realized he had no idea where Drake was.
“Keeley, dear, is everything okay?” Lisette, who insisted Keeley call her Ma or Mother, smiled sweetly at him. She was a beautiful lioness and a real predator, that sweet smile belying the fact that she pretty much ran things around here. Baron was with her, his eyes narrowed on Keeley suspiciously.
So Keeley gave a big smile. “Yes, no, but I need Drake. Do you know where he is?”
Lisette practically squeezed the life out of him. “Oh, it is wonderful to see you and Drake so close now. He is in his office, is he not, Baron?”
“Yeah, Aunt Lisette.” At Keeley’s bemused look, Baron sighed heavily. “I’ll show you where.”
“Cool, lead the way, but hurry.”
Lisette waved them off. Keeley felt like pushing Baron in the back to get the big tiger moving quicker.
“This hall leads to the offices. Drake has an office back here.” Baron slid a security card through a device that opened a doorway. “I’ll get you a security card when I know I can trust you.”
“Whatever. Just hurry up.” Keeley was used to Baron Sanchez, as the tiger spent time at the Armstrong Coven with Mason quite a lot. “Man, there’s a lot of staff in here.”
There was. Creatures talking, sitting behind computers, others rus
hing about looking important and busy—except Ace, who was eying a creature up in a way that had Keeley shivering. Baron must have noticed, also. He grabbed the little creature by the back of his neck and marched him along to an end office where he pushed the door open and then pushed Keeley and Ace through.
Drake was behind a big-ass desk. Keeley raced over.
“What’s wrong, Keeley?”
“We need to work on Xavier now! Or we’ll lose him to the iceberg side.”
Fortunately Drake seemed to catch on pretty quickly. “Don’t worry, my light, I have made plans. We should—”
Keeley growled. “Without me! You made plans without talking to me? You two go on and on about mateship and listening to one another, yet both of you are withholding and making plans without each other and me! From now on, we make plans together.” Keeley crossed his arms over his flat chest and tapped his foot. “Well?”
“We’re out of here.” Baron dragged Ace out and closed the door after them.
Drake growled and pulled Keeley onto his lap. “Yes, my mate. Damn, you’re so frigging hot when you’re pissed and bossy.”
Not able to help the giggle that escaped with Drake nibbling his neck, Keeley wiggled around on his mate’s lap and pressed in close. Drake groaned and they made out for a while until Keeley remembered what they should be doing.
“Stop! We need to find Xavier and sort this out. First, though, you can tell me what you have planned.”
“Or I could lay you out on my desk and enjoy this fine ass of yours first.”
Drake unsnapped Keeley’s jeans, and before he could do more than blink, Keeley found himself face-first on the big desk with his pants off and a lubed finger up his ass. He quickly scrambled to hold on as Drake spread his cheeks and put another finger in, stretching fast, finding that sweet spot with quick accuracy. Soon Keeley was in the clouds and riding four fingers in his ass before they withdrew and Drake’s big cock, red and leaking, thrust inside him, setting off a reaction of sensations that had Keeley crying out as his balls jerked up to his body and unloaded.