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

licked your throat.  Can you imagine how eager I am to do that? It ’ s been so long since I tasted you, felt your walls fluttering around my starving cock.  I ’ m dangling on a thread here, and it ’ s unraveling at an alarming rate. ”
    She pushed against his chest, breaking most of their contact, and stared up at him.  His werewolf was glowing through eyes lined with thick, sooty lashes, his gaze sweeping over her before landing on her pebbling nipples.   “ You can ’ t mean that you ’ ve gone this long without a female. ” Lack of sex for werewolves was impossible. “ I won ’ t believe you. ”
    With a bitter laugh, his eyes left her breasts and stared at her head-on.   “ Holding you this way, this shock of intimacy is almost foreign, considering how long I ’ ve suffered without a female ’ s touch. Damn, such horrible need is unbearable on a good day. Think on this, Tatum:  Werewolves want no females besides their Mates.  I couldn ’ t grow hard for another if I so desired.  Daily, my werewolf howled against my skull with a specific and profound need so intense that it shot through every cell of my body. ” A low growl left his throat, his lips parting again to reveal his lowering canines.  He started panting, closing his eyes briefly to gain a measure of control. “ I haven ’ t forgotten the only night we were together. How I shackled you and licked the soft flesh between your soaked folds. ”
    Neither had she, her hands curling into fists at the reminder. “ Don ’ t speak of that night. ”
    “You don ’ t want me to speak of that night for two reasons. One, you are frightened because the heart of you remembers responding to my touch. Two, you know any horrors that happened did so after you came in my mouth, again and again, quite easily. ”
    “Stop, ” she demanded hoarsely, stumbling backward but he caught her by the elbows.
    “Not to worry, ” he rasped, “ soon I ’ ll be in you so deep that you ’ ll never say stop again. ” His thumb reached over and flicked a traitorous nipple, making her back arch on its own violation for him to take her throbbing mound in his hand.   “ And, by your profound arousal scent wafting to my nose and  the magnetism of your body seeking mine, you want me stroking that memorable cunt of yours as much as I want to be there doing it. ”
    Oh, he said the ‘ c ’ word! “ You ’ re crass, ” she pulled away again on a shocked gasp.
    “Tatum, you ’ ve no idea. ”

Chapter 8
    “Should we come back later?” Bren asked, lounging against the doorway and bouncing a very awake Ardan in his arms.  “He napped all of five minutes. I don’t know how long our son can wait since he’s rooting around on my chest for something I can’t give him.”
    “Someone has to be lying to me. ” Tatum groaned, “ Isn ’ t there any formula out there for werewolves? ”
    Bren shook his head no. “ Mason said he could start on small bits of red meat, though. ”
    “What? ” He must be joking.
    “You are perfection and strength, my son.  I can feel your power even now. ”   Mike reached out for Ardan, his smile beaming. “ I have much to teach you.  First off, remind your ma you aren ’ t human. ” Ardan reached for Mike ’ s lip rings but Mike caught his curious fingers and kissed them. “ And also, though we enjoy delicious milk, real males eat meat. ”
    Tatum couldn ’ t believe how peaceful Ardan was while in Mike ’ s arms.   “ He ’ s only napped fifteen minutes, ” she managed another complaint, her sight catching on the cook setting up a bountiful lunch inside the South lanai.  Jayce had brought in extra help — all werewolves, and had given them strict orders that Tatum was to do nothing whatsoever around the house, and they ’ d adhered to their Alpha ’ s rules.  No matter how tired she was, she felt uncomfortable with the excess pampering.
    “ Let ’ s get some food down you, as well, Tatum, ” Bren said,