3#Unlikely Mates: BBW Shifter/Vampire Romance (Their Everything) (4 page)

“I
say, yes.” Ross said, his eyes darkening up.

“Yes
what? Are you conceding?”

Ross
grinned. “You’re fucking funny, wolf. I like you.”

“You’re
okay for a bloodsucker. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I like you though.”

“You
fucking like me, wolf, I can tell.”

Rushe
chuckled and shook his head. He never thought he would see the day when he
actually liked a blood-fucking-sucker.

“I’m
not conceding. Yes…we can ease her need but if I scent you on her…the deal is
off. I will come after you.”

Rushe
nodded. “I feel the same. Don’t underestimate me, vampire.”

Ross
snorted. “I saw you fight. I won’t underestimate you, but know that I am also a
champion fighter.” He smiled. “We can both work at trying to get her to go on a
date. I don’t think she will just agree.” His gaze turned feral. “Though, I bet
I get her to agree to a date first.”

“Keep
dreaming, vampire.”

“At
some point she will end up choosing me. You need to agree to back the fuck off
when that day comes or I
will
hurt you.”

Rushe
snorted at the sheer arrogance of the male. “When she begs me to mate her, I
will get her to call you and tell you to back the fuck off. I might even keep
the call connected when I make her mine. You’ll be able to hear each thrust,
each moan, you’ll hear her scream as I claim her.”

Ross’
eyes darkened in…
lust
. The look was gone before Rushe could analyze it.
Maybe he had been wrong. Surely the thought of he and Becky mating should anger
the male, not arouse him. He couldn’t scent either emotion but as a warrior, he
would be skilled at masking such things. The vampire shook his head while smiling.
“We’ll see.”

Rushe
sat forward, his nostrils flared. His dick sprang to life as soon as he caught
a nose full of his female’s honeysuckle scent.

A
few seconds later, the male next to him also sniffed at the air. Ross closed
his eyes and moaned his approval. “I love how she smells.”

“Yeah,”
Rushe growled. “Except, she shouldn’t be here.”

“The
human will be safe. She is the queen’s good friend. Tanya must know that she is
here.” He turned and faced Rushe. “So we’re agreed then?”

“Yeah,”
Rushe answered.

“No
fighting.”

Rushe
nodded. “No rutting…no fighting. I will concede if she picks you.” He said the
last through clenched teeth.

Ross’
neck muscles roped, his eyes hardened up but he nodded in concession just as
the sound of Becky’s voice drifted down the passageway.

What
the fuck had he just agreed to?

He
should be tearing into this male. A dead wolf couldn’t stand in the way of him claiming
his female. Unfortunately he found himself genuinely liking the male.
Especially after he had fought so valiantly for his alpha and for Stephany. And
especially since he had risked his own life and put himself between him and
that bastard Brant in an effort to save him. He had come to the castle to fight
him for Becky but instead had ended up fighting alongside him. The whole
situation was nuts. There was also that nagging realization that Becky would
have a problem with him killing the male.

Not
rutting Becky would be a colossal test of his self-control. Yet, part of him
felt it was for the best. Sex was something the female seemed to use as a shield.
This way, she wouldn’t be able to hide. He wanted to find out what she was
really afraid of. It had become his mission to convince her that he was the
male for her. Not just for a day, a month or a year. Hell, not even for ten
years but for always. She flinched at the word, but he would get her to believe
in forever even if it killed him. Ross would find out what her real fears were
and eradicate them, all while not rutting her.

Both
he and Rushe leaned forward as Becky came into view. Her blond hair bounced. It
shone brightly in the dull light. The ugliness of their surroundings enhanced
her beauty all the more. She gasped into her hands as she caught sight of them.
“What did that pig do to you? It was Brant wasn’t it?” Her little hands fisted
the bars and her mouth became a thin white line.

She
turned her angry stare on the male who had brought her down. “Let me in.”

He
shook his head. “Sorry, female. I was given orders to bring you here but not to
let you in there.”

“Why
the hell not?” Her hands went to her hips. “It’s not like they can hurt me or
anything. They’re freaking shackled.”

The
male shrugged. “They could hurt you. You’ll note that their arms are free
enough to cause you damage.”

“I
will not hurt her, Gideon,” Ross said.

The
male’s eyes flashed to him. “What about the beast?”

Ross
smiled. “The male came here, at risk to his life, to fight me for her. He may
want to do many things to the female, but I assure you that hurting her is not
on the list.”

“My
queen will have my balls removed if the human is hurt.” Gideon winced and
grabbed his sacks for a second or two.

“We
will not harm her.” Ross decided to try a different tact. “Were you given
specific instructions not to allow her into our cell?”

The
male shook his head. “No, but I was told to guard her with my life.”

“She
will not be harmed, of that you can be sure. Let her in, please, Gideon”

“I
see the female as my mate,” the wolf growled.

Becky
made a strangled noise.

Rushe
glanced at Becky before looking back at the guard. “I will not harm her. I give
my word. You can remove my head if even a drop of her blood is spilled.”

Gideon’s
eyes dropped to her throat and Ross had to suppress a growl. His female had a
delicious scent. A fact that would not be lost on any of the other males.

The
male nodded. “I trust that you wouldn’t agree to allowing her in if you thought
the beast would harm her.” Gideon looked at Rushe as he pulled out a set of
keys. “I was impressed with how you stood up to our king. I wasn’t sure if it
was because you are really stupid or…”

Rushe
growled, his lip curled away from sharp gleaming teeth.

“Easy,
wolf.” Gideon smiled. “I have since decided that you have honor. I respect
that.” The cell opened with a creak. The hinges to the doors obviously hadn’t
been oiled in the longest time.

Becky
rushed in, kneeling between them. One of her soft, warm hands curled around his
jaw. He glanced in the direction of the wolf, seeing that she had done the same
to the other male.

“Look
at you.” Her eyes went from the wolf back to him. “What did that asshole do?”
She removed her hand while leaning in to the wolf, her focus on his bloody
nose.

His
chest tightened and he had to work to keep from pulling her onto his lap, from
wrapping his arms around her and growling at the beast.

Thankfully
she moved back to him, running her fingers over his face. “I need a first aid
kit. I can’t believe that fucker did this to you both.” Her eyes burned with
anger. “I’m going to give that son of a freaking bitch a piece of my mind.”

She
turned her head to Gideon. “I need a first aid kit.”

From
the sound of the groan the wolf made, Ross knew that his eyes would be fixed on
her chest which she thrust out as she turned. He glanced at the male and sure
enough, they were riveted on her heaving mammary glands.

She
wore a tight white t-shirt, her breasts were encased in a bra but he could
still see tiny bumps where her nipples were. His cock twitched and he felt a
groan torn from his own throat.

“Oh
god! You’re both in pain.” She hugged them both tight. One of her glorious
mounds mashed up against him.

“We
are fine,” Rushe’s voice was gravelly. The male was just as aroused as he was.
Ross should be angered, but to his surprise he wasn’t.

“But
all the blood on your faces…you must be hurt.”

“No.”
His own voice was just as husky. “We are already healed. No need to be
concerned. I’m glad that you care so much though.” He couldn’t help but to grin
at her as she released them.

She
cleared her throat and squared her shoulders. “I was worried that you had
killed each other. I would never be able to live with the guilt. It’s my
fault.” She bit down on her lip.

“Don’t
say that,” Rushe said. “I don’t like that you rutted the vampire but it was
perfectly normal behavior. I wish you were mine but you are not. It was stupid
of me to go after this male. When I scented him on you, I lost my mind.” The
male grinned. “Now admit that you care.”

“No
freaking way. I can see that you are both well, so I’ll be going.”

“We
discussed the situation.” Ross said. “Have you given any thought to my request
to take you out on a date?”

Her
eyes narrowed as she looked each of them in the eye, going from one to the
other and back again. “I haven’t had a chance to think about it but I don’t
need any time. I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Why
not?” the wolf asked.

“It
just isn’t.” Her cheeks were flushed. She crossed her arms across her chest. “I
don’t like that the two of you seem to be working together either.”

“Would
you prefer that we beat each other?” Ross asked.

“I
could kill him,” Rushe said.

“As
fucking if.” Ross responded, a smile forming.

Becky
threw up her hands. “This is freaky. I don’t like that the two of you seem to
be friendly all of a sudden. What the hell have you been talking to each other
about? Exchanging conquest stories by any chance?”

Ross
felt himself frown. Deep grooves marred the wolf’s forehead as well. “I don’t
know what you mean,” he said.

“I’m
sure you do.” She huffed, looking very angry. “No dating. I’m glad you’re both
okay. I’ll be leaving now.”

“Not
so fast.” Ross gripped her hips before she could escape. He pulled her against
his chest, loving the little gasp of surprise and the way her eyes widened.
Deep down, he knew he shouldn’t touch her like this in front of the other male.
Knowing it could provoke him unnecessarily but he couldn’t help himself. They
had agreed not to fight. So, as long as he didn’t take it too far, he should
get away with a little touching.

Ross
covered her mouth with his. Although her whole body stiffened, her hands
clasped his shoulders. Her little fingers dug into his flesh.

For
a second he thought she would push him away, instead, she groaned as his tongue
breached her mouth. The wolf growled, low and deep. His female’s eyes flew open
and she ended the kiss on a sharp intake of breath.

“My
fucking turn.” The wolf growled, picking her up easily and pulling her onto his
lap. The wolf gripped her ass tightly as his lips brushed hers. He growled in
what sounded like frustration while dropping his head and latching onto a
nipple instead. It didn’t matter that there was material between his mouth and
her flesh because she arched her back, her eyes closed, her mouth slack with
pleasure.

Ross
could scent her arousal. Thick and tantalizingly sweet.

His
dick actually hardened. Instead of wanting to hurt the wolf, he found himself
drawn to move in behind his female. To continue the assault there. It shocked
Ross.

He
had shared many females and had greatly enjoyed those encounters. It was
definitely true that two males were more capable of giving a female greater
pleasure than just one. Two hands, two cocks, two mouths. Twice the pleasure.
It was also true that the greater the female’s enjoyment, the greater his
enjoyment. It was a win, win situation.

As
much as he had loved every second of every threesome he had ever had though, he
had never thought for even one second that he would be able to share his mate.

Could
it be that he was wrong?

He
had to remind himself that she was a human. That meant that she was small and
fragile. He continued to watch as the wolf moved to her other breast. The
outline of her swollen nipple clear beneath the damp spot the wolf’s mouth had
created.

His
dick actually hurt watching her garner pleasure from his touch. Rushe kneaded
her ass, his fingers almost brushing her sex. The male didn’t hold back, using
his teeth to nip at her. It was crude, a little clumsy yet he had to admit that
the wolf’s ministrations seemed to have the desired effect. Becky moaned low
and deep. A throaty sound that made his cock throb with need.

How
would it feel to take her simultaneously? The wolf at her front and him at the
back. He growled both in need and in frustration. It wouldn’t be possible. She
was too tight to be able to take them both.

What
the fuck was he thinking?

This
was Becky. A human. She would never go for it. Besides, they had a deal. He had
to ensure that he won her. This was his mate, not some quick fuck.

This
time when he growled it was in irritation. The wolf’s eyes flashed open. He
grinned, his hands tightened on her ass and his mouth once again closed on her
nipple. The hand closest to Ross moved down, disappearing under her skirt to
fondle her mound.

His
female groaned.

Not
a fuck.

“My
fucking turn.” He growled, pulling her onto his lap. Thank fuck the wolf
conceded or he would have had to break a few bones.

Becky
was limp in his arms. She kissed him back. His eyes went to the wolf as he slid
his hand up her skirt quickly finding the elastic of her panties. If the wolf
could touch her there then so could he. His little human was soaking fucking
wet. Her eyes flew open. “No,” she moaned. “I don’t think we should…” She ended
on a sharp hiss as his finger breached her pussy.

There
was a growl from outside the bars. His eyes flew to Gideon. Four was a fucking
crowd. “Turn the fuck around and get your hand out of your pants.”

The
male’s eyes narrowed but he complied, obviously knowing what was good for him.
Ross may be tied up right now but the male would hurt eventually if he didn’t
listen.

“Shouldn’t
be touching her.” The male mumbled but didn’t try to stop what was happening.
Gideon knew his rank.

All
the while, he kept pumping into her, his thumb slipped and slid over her clit
in the same easy rhythm.