Desiree Holt - Caught in the Middle

Before she could say anything in apology, he slipped his finger into her mouth. She looked up at him in confusion. He moved his finger between her lips. Working entirely on instinct, she wrapped her lips tight around the digit, sucking on the tip of his finger.

He smiled down at her and moved his finger again, coaxing her to keep working the digit as best she could as her body was overwhelmed by the sensation of Hayden’s cock swelling inside her and her own most intimate muscles began clenching around his shaft.

Stafford pulled his finger from between her lips and she instinctively leaned forward, trying to keep it in her mouth. A moment later she sucked hard on the very tip of his finger, her teeth grazed the skin and she was very glad he had the sense to replace his cock with his finger.

She bucked between the two men, coming fast and intense and without any warning. She sucked hard on Stafford ’s finger as pleasure flashed through her body.

Jasmine felt the bond the werewolf formed with his lovers finish sealing them together as she clamped down around. As her head started to clear, she looked up at Stafford. Her mind started to work again, well enough for her to realise it wasn’t his finger that Stafford really wanted her to suck on right then.

Stafford dropped his hand to his side and simply gave her the freedom to submit to him however she wanted to without offering her a single instruction. Jasmine nuzzled into his body, rubbing her cheek against the inside of his thigh and working her way back to his cock.

She took the long, slim shaft into her mouth and bobbed her head into his lap. Inside her, she could feel her muscles working around Hayden’s shaft, trying to draw him further into her body than would ever be physically possible.

His cock jerked inside her as he spilled more of his pre-cum into her slit. That set off another wave of contractions inside her. She sucked hard and fast around Stafford ’s cock as she came a second time.

His body jerked in response as she dragged him over the edge with her, and he came into her mouth. Hayden reached out and stroked her throat as Stafford ’s hand reached in the opposite direction and traced a path down her back.

The muscles in her throat worked in time with those inside her, pulling the vampire’s semen inside her just as she coaxed Hayden’s out of his cock with another set of muscles.

Hayden stroked her hair very gently, praising her and soothing as she let the vampire’s cock slip from her lips.

“Can you move onto the bed?” Stafford asked.

Hayden nodded and moved them both onto the bed to join Stafford. The werewolf lay pressed close against her back, cuddling into her body as he kissed her neck. Stafford brushed her hair back from her neck at the same time, and it was obvious the vampire obviously wanted to feed. Jasmine looked over her shoulder at Hayden and then back to Stafford, trying to think of a way she could offer her blood to one man without taking her body away from the other.

Hayden turned her face toward him and studied her carefully. Then he nodded and, taking hold of her hand, he offered her wrist to Stafford. The vampire’s gaze fixed onto the small patch of skin where the veins came closest to the surface.

Lifting her wrist to his mouth, he pressed a gentle kiss onto the spot where he would feed from and met her eyes. She nodded. His teeth broke the skin.

Jasmine’s muscles clamped down around Hayden pushing both her and himself over the edge into a final spasm of muscles that marked his final release. He collapsed behind her, wrapping his body more firmly around hers, gathering her close to rest with him as his erection began to slowly fade inside her.

He pressed a sleepy kiss to her neck, and she murmured her contentment as Stafford ’s feeding turned into a sleepy tasting.

He lay down closer to them than he had the previous night. Hayden caught the other man’s wrist and pulled him closer still.

“Bond,” he said.

Stafford looked incredibly sceptical.

“With Jas,” Hayden specified. “Rest with your pack and bond with your mate.”

The vampire moved a little closer and Hayden arranged them with all the ease of a man used to sleeping in a tangled mess of limbs.

Stafford met her eyes. “Rest now,” he told her. “We will all talk later.”

Jasmine nodded.

Stafford pressed a kiss to her lips. “Everything will be fine. You belong to us now-we will look after you-regardless of what that bastard thinks about us.”

She smiled back at him, thinking Mr. Washington would be quietly pleased by the title.

“You are safe now, love.”

“Yes, master.”

Hayden nuzzled at her neck until she turned her head to offer his lips to him too. “Ours,” he whispered.

“Yes, alpha,” she replied.

“And the bat means to say he’s pretty damn sure we are both falling in love with you-he’s just too embarrassed to say so in front of me.”

Stafford glared at him, but he didn’t go so far as to deny any of it.

“I think I’m falling in love with both of you, too,” she whispered back.

They both smiled down at her and pressed a last sleepy kiss to her lips.

Minutes later, they were both sound asleep. Jasmine tried to turn over to find a more comfortable position. Two strong pairs of arms wrapped tightly around her holding her in place.

Jasmine smiled to herself and closed her eyes, caught firmly between her master and her alpha.

Kim is 25 years old, from a small town in South Wales.

After writing for years, Kim is finally editing some of the stories to share with the rest of the world. Kim writes both male/male and male/female stories that range from the dark and paranormal right through to the lighter, funnier side of life.

The only thing every story contains is a happy ever after for the two (or more!) characters that deserve it most. Oh, and kinky sex – there’s always plenty of that too – but Kim takes no responsibility for any of that. It’s all the characters’ fault. Honest…

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“I need you and Roarke to mate with me.”

Detective Gabriel Alekseev had just taken a sip of his morning coffee only to have it come spewing back up to stain the papers across his desk.

He stared at his partner and friend of almost two years, as if he was seeing her for the first time.

“What the hell did you just say?”

“You heard me, Gabriel. I need you and Roarke to mate with me,” Collette Talbot repeated as she folded her arms across her chest.

He stared at her in shock, unable to believe how calm she appeared, as if what she was suggesting wasn’t the least bit bizarre.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long breath. Where did he even begin?

“Okay, putting your statement aside for just a moment, can I ask you why you require the services of me and my best friend?”

For the first time since she’d barged into his office, she actually looked distressed. Well good, because that made two of them. She flopped down in the leather chair on the other side of his desk and released a sigh, her lovely cinnamon face glowing red as if she could barely contain a fury that simmered just beneath the surface.