Desiree Holt - Caught in the Middle

He shifted on the mattress, wishing he could move across the bed and offer her another set of arms, another strong body to rest against right away. He held back a sigh, knowing Stafford wouldn’t be ready to release her for quite some time yet.

Stafford moved and he withdrew his cock from Jasmine’s slit, guiding her away from him. Hayden tilted his head to the side, watching every move. As she pulled away from Stafford she opened her eyes and smiled across at him. He was right there in front of her, and when she moved forward it was right into his arms.

Behind her, Stafford frowned. Hayden pushed that aside. It was the vampire’s own fault for not thinking the situation over properly. Any man in his right mind should have realised it was best to enjoy Jasmine’s body last, not first.

Hayden touched her cheek as gently as he knew how.

“Do you need to rest?” he asked, trying not to let her hear how much he wanted to her to say no.

Jasmine shook her head. Hayden smiled his relief and dipped his head to nuzzle her neck. Stafford had left his mark on her throat. It was healing as quickly as rumour had it a vampire’s bite always did, but it was still there.

He kissed the mark very gently, letting his tongue run over the wound to aid its healing. “It does not hurt?” he checked.

She shook her head again.

“I will not hurt you either,” he told her. “Wolves do not hurt each other when they mate and I will be especially gentle with you.”

He caught sight of Stafford ’s expression over her shoulder. He didn’t look at all impressed, but Jasmine smiled at him.

“I believe you, sir,” she whispered.

Stafford moved to sit back on the bed, rearranging his legs so Jasmine knelt between them with her back to him. Hayden looked at the handcuff joining them at the wrist. There wasn’t enough room to move her away from him, and right then he didn’t care how close the other man was to them anyway.

He kissed Jasmine very carefully-tasting her lips and coaxing her tongue out to play. He could smell her scent hanging in the air and he knew she was very ready for him. Watching Stafford enjoy her body had put him on edge too. He couldn’t wait if there was no need to.

He turned her around, so she faced Stafford. The vampire looked surprised, but he made no objection.

Stroking his hands down Jasmine back, Hayden ducked his head down and lapped at her clit a few times, the way the werewolf women liked so much. She moaned her appreciation very loudly as he used the length and suppleness in his tongue to tease her to the edge of her pleasure.

Jasmine arched her back, offering herself to him and inviting him to mount her. The tiny movement was all the invitation he needed. Still lapping pleasure against her, he blindly pushed his clothes off and kicked them off the side of the bed. Ripping his shirt the same way he’d seen Stafford resort to, he freed the trailing material from the cuff and positioned himself behind Jasmine.

Placing his hands on her waist to hold her in steady, he had to tug at the cuff to make Stafford move his hand and rest it on Jasmine’s back so he had more freedom of movement.

Hayden pressed the head of his cock against her slit. Rocking his hips he pushed his cock into her a little way, and then a little further with every motion.

Little by little, inch by inch, he filled her slit until he was fully sheathed inside her. He stilled then, letting her get used to the feel of his cock inside her. Whatever Stafford wanted to believe, Hayden was well aware he had several inches advantage over the vampire. Stafford might be larger than most of the human men Hayden had chanced to see naked, but he still wasn’t a werewolf.

Looking past her shoulder, he saw Stafford watching her face. He seemed fascinated by her expression. A mirror. Next time they had sex, he would have to arrange for Jasmine to face a mirror, so he would be able to watch her expression too. Right then, he focused on the way her muscles clenched and unclenched around his shaft instead. Taking a deep breath, he ran his palms over her back and stayed as still as he could inside her.

Jasmine looked over her shoulder, as if confused by his stillness. She tried to move, pushing back against him, fidgeting within his grasp.

“Hush,” he told her, stroking her skin again.

He felt his shaft begin to swell slightly inside her, filling her further. He let his eyes drop closed as he savoured the hot, wetness surrounding his cock holding him tighter by the moment.

“Hayden?” She sounded nervous. Hayden blinked his eyes opened.

Stafford held her face still so he could stare into her eyes. “What’s wrong?” he asked, casting an accusing glare at Hayden.

Hayden made a soft hushing sound in the back of his throat. “Hush, it’s fine, Jas.”

“What going on?” Stafford said.

Hayden ignored him. “I feel good inside you, don’t I, Jas?”

Jasmine nodded, her muscles tightened around him. He rocked very slightly inside her, letting his expanding shaft rub against her inside, seeing if she had that little pleasure spot in the same place female werewolves did.

She gasped, a soft little pleasure filled sound, and he smiled down at her. “You’re safe,” he said. “I’ve got you, now, the bond will keep us together.”

She nodded again, moaning slightly as he caressed her hips.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Stafford demanded

Hayden continued to ignore him. He hadn’t interrupted the bloody bat when he was with Jas, Stafford should have the decency to follow his example. Jasmine purred her appreciation as he filled her just a little more snugly. His pre-cum leaked inside her-coaxing her muscles to contract around him and finally lock them together.

Hayden settled his hands on her waist and started to move inside her. The way they were joined still allowed for a little bit of movement-enough to bring pleasure to them both without actually allowing them to part completely. Every time he pulled back as if he would let his cock slip from her slit, her muscles tightened around him, milking a little more pleasure from his cock.

Her head dropped down until she practically rested against Stafford ’s body. Hayden guided her away from him. The vampire glared at him and held onto her until he seemed to realise Hayden was only trying to rearrange them so Jasmine could be more comfortable.

“That’s right, Jas, lie down,” Hayden coaxed her, guiding her to lie down on her side as he spooned behind her, still perfectly connected to her.

The ache inside him was easing now. Knowing he had his mate close and safe with him where she belonged, made the world seem a far less complicated and confusing place.

His mate.

The words were suddenly right there in his head. His mate. His alpha female. Hayden held her a little closer and smiled to himself. Jasmine was his. She might not realise that, he was well aware other species could be somewhat slow on the uptake when compared to werewolves, but that didn’t dampen down his smile at all.

She was his.

Hayden licked her neck and stroked her hair and then her body, running his hands over her curves and tugging at the cuffs whenever they got in the way. He felt clumsy and awkward after watching Stafford ’s delicate touch, but she arched against his hand and he could see the pleasure in her body as well as in her scent.

A glance past her and he saw Stafford was still frowning at them both. It had to be hard for him now, to realise he had picked the wrong place in the order, to realise another man was with the woman he had made love to. He didn’t want to share his lover, he didn’t want to let another man touch his alpha female, but when Stafford reached out and touched Jasmine’s cheek, Hayden forced himself to let him make contact with her.