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Authors: Michele Bardsley
A Wild Ride: (Paranormal MMF Menage Romance) (Wolves on the Prowl Book 1) (2 page)
Theo stiffened, his fingers clawing into Marc's hip, and gave a final, single deep thrust into Marc's raw ass as he orgasmed.
For a long, tender moment, they held each other. Victoria was the first to move. She kissed Marc as Theo extracted himself. Victoria and Theo moved off the bed, but Marc was too sated to attempt movement. He laid there, eyes closed and happily exhausted, until he heard Victoria scream.
He saw Theo and Victoria standing in front of the hearth. Marc leapt from the bed and got in-between them before the vampire could blink.
“What are you doing?” asked Theo.
“Protecting her.”
“Oh, silly! He’s not hurting me.” She did a little dance. “You did it, Marc. We knew you were the one!”
Confusion rioted. “What did I do?”
“You gave her what I could not,” said Theo, grinning broadly. “A child.”
Marc's eyes widened. “How could you possibly know that she’s pregnant?”
“I’m a vampire,” he said. “I know.”
“It’s why I wouldn’t let him turn me,” said Victoria. “Because I wanted a baby. I wanted us to have a baby.” She kissed Marc and did another jig. “And now I’m gonna have one!”
Stunned, Marc slumped into one of the wingbacks positioned in front of the fireplace. This was what he couldn’t pinpoint -- the need Theo and Victoria had for him. Not just satiation of lust, but another purpose; to give them a child.
“It’s not easy being a werewolf,” he said bitterly. “Being different in the pack means you’re weak. And weakness in any form is unwelcome.” He’d lost his warrior status because the alpha had ruled that Marc’s preference for male lovers interfered with his duties.
Lies.
Being openly gay in the pack had been a risk, but riskier still was refusing to breed with a female.
How ironic that he’d found one to breed with after all. He hadn’t wanted to be forced to continue his family line, even though he was the last of his warrior clan. And now, his child was growing in the womb of a human.
“As a member of this family, any differences are welcome,” said Victoria. “Our baby will be fine. You’ll see.”
Marc stared at her. “I will?”
“Of course. Theo told you, didn’t he? You’re with us now.”
He wanted to believe her. But he couldn’t. It was too surreal. “We don’t know anything about each other. Or if we’re compatible or if we’ll even like each other tomorrow.”
“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. We’re three now, and that’s that.” Victoria patted her tummy. “Well, until we’re four. Oh, look!” She hurried to the balcony doors and flung them open. “It’s snowing!”
She stood there, naked and shivering, and lifted her face to the falling snowflakes. Marc and Theo shared a look then they, too, went to the balcony and stood with her in the swirling snow, each man shielding her with his body.
Theo’s hand grasped Marc's shoulder and Victoria’s head rested against his chest. Marc felt the ache he’d carried with him for so long disappear, filled by the affection and acceptance of two strangers, who were now his family, his pack.
Marc realized that somehow, some way, he’d found exactly where he belonged.
***The End***
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