Lycans Embrace [Southern Supernatural Alphas] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read online

  “No,” Anna said, shaking her head. “I wouldn’t want to do anything with that vampire.” She shivered at the determination she saw in his eyes. She’d always had some capture fantasies, and now Derek and Marcus had captured her. She felt her core clench at the thought of Derek holding her down while Marcus fed on her. Then as if he’d read her mind, Derek gently pushed her back onto the bed while Marcus fell to his knees on the floor.

  Derek’s fingernails grew into razor sharp claws, and he pulled at her bra for a moment before it snapped away from her skin.

  Anna felt Marcus grip her panties. Soon they were gone, and she felt cold air against her wet sex.

  Derek held her arms over her head and stared into her face. “You know our souls long to be joined.” His lips caressed hers before he devoured her mouth. His tongue swept across her lips once before she opened herself for him.

  He pulled her hands over her head as his lips dominated her mouth. The feeling of being helpless had her shivering in anticipation. They are going to take me and do whatever they please. If I say no, they’ll just take it anyway. Anna shivered again and moaned as Derek’s strong hands held her down.

  His tongue swept in and erotically stroked her tongue and made Anna almost forget about Marcus. Almost.

  Derek ended the kiss and lifted just enough for her to stare into his blue eyes. This man could easily kill her with one hand, but his touch was gentle as he caressed her breasts.

  His eyes looked darker now, and when Anna concentrated, she noticed his eyes were darker. The pupils had changed into those of a wolf. She pulled her arms and felt his steely strength holding her firm. “Don’t try to get away from us, darlin’. You are now ours, and we are going to eat you up.”

  Marcus’s head lowered off the bed and pulled her to the edge of the mattress. He held her legs apart, leaving her pussy exposed to whatever Marcus wanted to do to her. His hands spread Anna’s labia, and she felt his breath fan out across her sensitive folds a moment before his hot mouth landed on her clit.

  Anna cried out, but Derek lowered until his lips covered hers. His tongue danced with hers as he claimed her cries of pleasure.

  It was overwhelming as she tensed one moment and then tried to buck her hips the next, but Marcus held her still, and Derek held her upper body tightly. She was caught between two werewolves could do whatever they wish to her.

  Anna cried out as she stood on the precipice of her climax, but then Marcus slowed his tongue until her body cooled. Anna tried to move her hips, but Marcus’s iron grip held her in place.

  Marcus lifted his head. “Patience my soon-to-be-mate. Your pleasure will be so much more if you have just a little patience.”

  Derek lifted his head and stared into her eyes. “Do not come until we allow you, darlin’.”

  Anna whimpered, but the way she felt completely dominated ignited something inside of her that she only imagined before. Now that she was experiencing this for herself, it was far more powerful than she could have imagined. Their eyes met, and something shot through her like electricity. It struck her suddenly that she loved Marcus. It didn’t make sense to her—she barely knew him—but she knew she was in love with him.

  Marcus grinned at her and then lowered his head back down and wrapped his lips around her clit. Anna’s head fell back, and she shook with the need to come. Instead of backing off this time, though, Marcus sucked her sensitive bundle of nerves, mercilessly stroking her clit. Rapture detonated and her back arched and screamed as her climax washed over her.

  Aftershocks were still rippling through her when Marcus moved her farther up on the bed and crawled up to lay beside her. Derek rolled away and dropped to the floor. She barely saw him drop into a lounging chair before her attention focused back on Marcus.

  “Mine,” Marcus rasped in a voice that didn’t sound entirely human.

  Anna’s eyes met his and she melted when she saw passion burning in his gaze. “Yours,” she whispered. “I am and forever will be yours.” Where had that come from? She almost started her nervous chatter, but Marcus’s mouth claimed hers in a dominating kiss. It stole every thought from her head, and her focus centered on the wicked things Marcus could do to her with his tongue. She could taste herself on him, and it wasn’t what she thought it would be. It was hot as hell and turned her on even more, and all she could do was respond with her own desperate passion.

  She felt Marcus’s shaft prodding at her wet heat, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her pussy ached for him to fill her and her hands gripped his shoulders as the crown of his cock slowly penetrated her slick channel with a slow yet steady thrust.

  Anna groaned as he filled her and he stroked every nerve in her pussy, igniting her passion to an inferno.

  Marcus paused for only a moment when he sank balls-deep in her before withdrawing.

  Anna’s hands wrapped around his back, afraid he would pull all the way out, but Marcus pushed into her wet heat once again, driving deeper than before. “Marcus. Oh my God,” Anna cried out as the head of his cock stroked her G-spot over and over, causing her pussy walls to clench around his shaft.

  Marcus licked the soft flesh between her shoulder and neck before he raised his head. His eyes were black, and his fangs were elongated. “You are mine—mind, body, and soul.” His head descended, and his fangs sank into her flesh. Pleasure and pain intermixed, making it hard for Anna to tell where pain ended and pleasure began. Her hips bucked as Marcus moaned while keeping his fangs embedded deep into her flesh.

  Anna’s eyes closed as radiating waves of ecstasy washed over her. Her nails dug into Marcus’s flesh until she realized what she was doing and forced herself to let go of him.

  Marcus’s mouth opened, and he licked her bite wound. When he finally raised his head and looked at her, she saw blood, her blood, on his lips. “We are now mated forever, Anna. I am yours, and you are mine.” He pressed the palm of his hand to his own mouth and sliced his hand with a sharp fang.

  Blood dripped from Marcus’s hand, and Anna felt an urge to turn away, but she lay still as Marcus placed his bleeding palm against her lips. She tasted the tang of his blood, and a shock tore through her. Her mouth opened, and she latched onto palm and drank his blood. She couldn’t help but think of a vampire movie as she swallowed down his blood almost as a reflex, only Marcus was no vampire.

  Derek sat up straighter. “The blood bond is now complete. Quickly, take her, Alpha.”

  Anna watched him for only a moment before Marcus drove into her, making her sink into the mattress. The high-quality mattress absorbed the driving movements as Marcus pounded into her. One arm braced Marcus as he hovered over her and the other made its way to her sex. He stroked her clit in time with his thrusts, and it sent brutal pleasure surging through her body. Marcus made growling noises she would have found frightening from anyone else, but Marcus would never hurt her. He wanted nothing more than to care for her.

  Blinding pleasure built in Anna’s core making her gasp and cry out before her voice cracked and she heard herself screaming as she detonated in a supernova of bliss. She barely heard Marcus’s roar of completion through the roaring in her own ears as she wrapped her arms around his body.

  When everything finally stilled, Anna cuddled into Marcus’s embrace. He was still connected to her, but she could feel him softening inside of her. Soon, they would separate, but even though their bodies were no longer connected, she knew she and Marcus shared a bond that only death could separate. She closed her eyes and allowed sleep to claim her as she felt the mattress dip and her other soon-to-be-mate joined them on the bed.

  Chapter Eight

  Marcus slowly walked up the steps to the house of his uncle’s long-time friend, the sorcerer Yerel. His uncle had died, leaving Marcus the pack to rule, and he’d come to see Yerel as an advisor, friend, and substitute father at times.

  Yerel had never had children of his own either, and Marcus always felt they filled a missing space within each other’s souls.
Marcus’s father had passed away when he was young. He was thankful others like his uncle, and Yerel took the time to mentor him. He couldn’t imagine being able to lead the pack without having someone as wise as Yerel to talk to.

  Yerel’s mate, Enon, opened the door before he could knock. Enon was a charming southern lady, who also was a witch. Not a witch the way humans think of witches, but a real one. Unlike her sorcerer mate who used magic from within, Enon used the magic around her with spells and incantations, and she used herbs for medicinal purposes. She looked human, but she wore the natural colors of the forest of brown and green. “Come in, Marcus. It is good to see you again.” She kissed him on each cheek in her typical greeting for him.

  Marcus clasped her hand and smiled. “Yes, it is good to see you. We don’t visit often enough.”

  “There is never enough time, but know that this is your home, too, and you are always welcome.” Her green eyes were warm and kind as she regarded him.

  “I wish I came here purely for a visit, but I need your advice.”

  “We are always here for you, Marcus.” Enon brushed her hand along his cheek. Marcus felt her love for him in the touch. Not a romantic love, but that of a guardian over her charge.

  “I found a mate, Enon.” Marcus looked into her eyes for any indication of disapproval.

  “So I’ve heard. She’s human, right? The one that you found in the forest?”

  Marcus nodded. “That’s the one. I mated her after Mortef tried to turn her into a ghoul.”

  Enon’s eyes shadowed and her mouth hardened. “How do you feel about her?”

  Marcus kept his gaze steady. “I love her, even more than my next breath. I’d die for her.”

  Enon leaned forward and held her forehead against Marcus’s. “As long as you did it for love, you know I would approve. I can’t wait to meet the little female who finally claimed your heart.”

  Marcus felt relief flooding him. One less obstacle. “How are things on the council these days?”

  Enon sighed as her mate and his friend Yerel came into the room. “That old coyote Jax is still stirring up trouble. He has aligned his pack with Mortef. I fear they may be planning some sort of retaliation.” Yerel motioned for Marcus to sit down as he took a seat next to Enon.

  “Because we kicked Devon’s ass? Just because he’s the nephew of the overlord doesn’t mean he gets to do as he pleases.”

  “No, Marcus. Although he is offended you kicked his nephew’s coven’s ass, one of the vampires you killed was of his bloodline.”

  “How? Mortef didn’t have any children. How can one of his bloodline have died?”

  Yerel cleared his throat. “Mortef was, and still is, quite the ladies’ man. He got some human female living among a coyote pack pregnant years ago. He claimed he was his son and said he was training him. He was one of the vampires that attacked the campground that night.”

  Marcus felt his heart pounding. “Shit. This is worse than I thought. So we killed his son that night?”

  “Yes, and his mother, although human, lives among the pack as one of them. She also wants the coyotes to tear you apart and take revenge on the rest of the pack.”

  Marcus stood up and paced the room. “But they attacked the humans. The council has very strict laws about attacking humans. Why isn’t the council stepping in?”

  Yerel shrugged. “For one, you dealt with the original offense already. Blood has spilled for vengeance. Second, you know as well as I do that the council rarely steps in with these sorts of conflicts. If they started now, they’d set a precedence, and then they would have to rule on every conflict.”

  “Dammit.” Marcus stopped to glare out the window. It made no sense. Why would Mortef allow his bloodline to break supernatural law like this if he really cared? He had to know that eventually he’d be caught and there would be a fight. There was only one explanation and Marcus turned to Yerel. “You know as well as I do that Mortef doesn’t give a flying fuck about his bloodline. He is looking for a reason to start a war with the lycans.”

  Yerel’s gaze stayed fixed on Marcus. “And you may have given him the perfect excuse.”

  Marcus returned to town, and when he caught sight of Melanie, he felt his already simmering irritation flame into raging anger. That female lycan had caused trouble in his pack for the last time.

  Marcus pulled his truck into the parking space close to her, and he got out. Melanie spotted Marcus and put on her honey-sweet smile. “Marcus,” she said, her voice dripping with nectar. Marcus cringed at how vile the woman could be.

  “Melanie.” Marcus didn’t lower his voice, in fact, he raised it. “You found out a human female we found lost in the woods knew of us, and you went and scared her so she would run away.”

  Several of the lycans that were in the area stopped and stared. Marcus felt his fur growing and his gums tingling as his wolf struggled to get free. She not only violated pack law in warning a human, but she endangered his mate.

  Marcus fought his wolf. Despite the things Melanie had done, he didn’t want to kill her.

  “Who told you that?” Melanie’s fake sweet smile melted away, and her eyes darted around the street. “I’ve never broken pack law.”

  “Sure you have, sweet cheeks. You’ve just never been caught.” Marcus looked around at his fellow lycans.

  “Logan here has caught you shifting in areas not allowed due to humans. You tried to screw him to keep him quiet.”

  Melanie gasped. “He told you about that?”

  “Yes, but we gave you another chance.” Marcus sighed. “I’ve been very patient with you Melanie, far more patient than other lycans. But you nearly caused my mate to be captured by Mortef. I am done.”

  Melanie backed up. “No, Alpha, please. I am sorry. I just thought you and I had a chance. I can’t help that I love you.”

  Marcus shook his head. “You’ve never loved anyone but yourself. Even now, you’re only sorry that we could talk to Anna and she told us why she tried running away. She’s never met you before, but she described you to a T.”

  Now several lycans gasped. Lycans did not interfere with humans unless they had permission from the Alpha or they were already a part of the pack. Melanie had broken pack law.

  Marcus saw Derek’s best enforcer Logan standing by his black Mustang. “Enforcer.”

  Logan stood taller as his gaze met Marcus’s. “Yes, Alpha?”

  “Take Melanie to her brother’s property in Georgia. She is no longer welcome in this pack.”

  Logan walked forward and took Melanie by the arm. “Come with me, female.”

  “Alpha, please,” Melanie cried as she tried to escape from Logan’s grasp.

  “No, Melanie,” Marcus said, keeping his voice cold. “This is the last straw from you. This is your only warning to stay out of my pack lands. If you come back, my enforcers will kill you.”

  Marcus walked away from her, ignoring her yelling as Logan and another enforcer pulled her away. They would make sure she made it to her brother’s home safely. Despite his anger and warning, he had no wish to see a female harmed, even Melanie.

  Anna moaned in her sleep as jolts of pleasure traveled from her nipple to her pussy. She gasped as awareness came flooding back to her and she remembered the night before. She’d not only had the most intense sex of her life, she’d bonded herself to Marcus. There was no doubt in her mind that something magical had happened to her last night after he bit her and then shared his own blood with her. She felt the connection seal in a way that nothing short of death could sever.

  She opened her eyes, half-expecting to see Marcus over her, but it was Derek. “Hi,” she said, feeling warmth tickle the soft petals of her sex.

  “Hi,” Derek said as his fingers dipped into her wet heat and stroked the sensitive flesh of her clit.

  Anna’s legs parted to give Derek more access. “Where’s Marcus?” she asked in a half moan, half gasp.

  “He had to go and talk to the council about Mortef
. I held off, hoping he would make it back in time to witness our bonding, but my wolf will not wait anymore.”

  “Your wolf?” Anna looked into Derek’s exotic eyes. She watched fascinated as the pupils grew until his blue irises nearly vanished. Derek’s fangs also descended and his voice sounded gruff and not completely human.

  “Yes, my wolf. He wanted you that night we first found you. When Marcus told me to take you to the human police, my wolf wanted me to pull over and claim you. ‘Whoops, sorry Alpha, I claimed the delectable human.’”

  Anna laughed despite the white-hot desire coursing through her. Her back arched as he stroked a particularly sensitive area of her pussy and moaned. She thought she saw stars for a moment, but then Derek let up on the pressure, and the feeling of her imminent climax faded to a dull thrum of pleasure. “Why didn’t you?”

  Derek’s dark gaze regarded her for a moment. “Because as much as I wanted you, I knew you had a life. It would be terribly selfish of me to just take you. What about your business and home?”

  Anna closed her eyes as a jolt of excruciating pleasure shot through her for a moment. “But then you did, and what of my business and home now?”

  Derek stroked her clit harder, and his head dipped down to suck a plump nipple into his mouth. He let his teeth graze over the peak, and he held her still when she started to thrash around on the bed.

  Her climax washed over her in a tidal wave of pleasure as her hips bucked and she gripped his hair.

  Anna’s vision slowly cleared, and she saw Derek watching her. “I did take you. When I saw you at the club, I knew then I couldn’t let you go. I thought I could do this in a normal human fashion and maybe reveal myself to you much later, but the vampire problem pushed me to act much faster than I had planned. As for your business, lycans love to read. Your home is a rental that our cleaners are fixing as we speak.”

  Anna smiled up at him. “That would have been so boring compared to sweeping me off my feet like you did.” Anna felt a frown form. “Cleaners?”