Free Sanibel Alpha Vampire Werewolf Menage (Fanged Romance Series Book 5.5) by Talyn Scott Page A

chance, and I was going to earn your trust. ”
    On the shoreline, a gull swooped down, fighting with another over a dead crab. In that moment, she felt like that crab with two birds yanking her back and forth.  Would she go this way or that way?  Yes, she had agreed to give him a chance, but earning her trust seemed impossible.  On top of that, accepting him as her Mate in all physical ways juggled her emotions  freakishly.  Jayce and Bren were everything to her, and now Ardan, their family was solid as it was.  Where did Mike think he would fit?  In her side vision, she could see he was staring at her hard, waiting for her to turn around and stop being a coward.  She needed another five minutes, or perhaps another year.
    “Tatum, look at me, ” he insisted, his hands still clasping hers and his thumbs moving up to her inner wrists and circling the sensitive veins found there.  Tingles made their way up her arms, but not from nerves.  Mike, somehow, was relaxing her, unknotting her shoulders, her neck.  
    “Stop, ” she demanded, tugging them from his grasp while meeting his eyes again.  Jayce could do that to her, Bren to a far lesser degree, but this was entirely too intimate for them to share.  Tatum stood and walked over to a small wet bar and grabbed a bottle of water.  It took her three times to unscrew the lid.  When she finally touched the bottle to her lips, she swallowed greedily, downing it.   “ Spell it out, Mike. ”
    He was behind her now, powerful hands circling her upper arms, long fingers curling until they overlapped one another.  His lips found her ear.  “ I ’ ve already earned your trust by staying away during your entire pregnancy, by staying away the first month of Ardan ’ s life so you weren ’ t unduly stressed.  Instead, I hunted rogue Gryphs who were after your Alpha Mate, you, and certainly our son. ”
    “You hunted them? ” S he sat the bottle back on the wet bar but didn ’ t turn.
    “I killed all I could get my claws on, ” he breathed, pressing his chest against her back. His heart was racing but she hadn ’ t a clue whether it was due to their close proximity or his memory of his kills.  Werewolves lived to avenge their Mates, protecting them was a driving force.   “ I would have brought their heads to you, presenting them at your feet.  But you were brought up in the human world, and Jayce thought you would find that distasteful. ”
    Jayce knew her so well, but what hadn ’ t he been telling her?   “ You talk to Jayce often? ”
    “Daily, unless I speak with Bren. ” His voice dropped an octave, the press of his arousal hitting her lower back. It didn ’ t shock her.  Males were always horny.   “ Like I said, Tatum, I needed reassurances that you are okay. And now, I need to know that our son is also well.  Of course, from now on, ” — he cupped her shoulders and turned her so quickly that she didn ’ t see it coming — “ I ’ ll know firsthand. ”
    Tatum attempted to back away, shivering, though she was sweating profusely. “ Because you ’ re not leaving. ”
     “Because I ’ m not leaving, ” he confirmed, his hands finding her waist with a firm grip and pulling her against his hard body.  Dipping his head for a kiss, she turned hers away.  So he took the opportunity to place his open mouth against her throat, sliding his moist tongue against her sweat-drenched skin. “ I ’ m famished for you, My Mate. ” Circling his tongue over the column of her throat, she felt those silver balls working her, imagining what else they could do, and tensed everywhere.  Her stomach clenched in need.  
    Suddenly, he bent his knees to accommodate their great height difference and pressed his forehead against hers.  Mike ’ s hot breath was drugging, and her knees had softened to jelly.   “ I suspect when you let your guard down, Tatum, when you truly trust me as you do Jayce and Bren, I ’ ll lick your pussy the way I just