Glenn, Stormy and Flynn, Joyee - Blood Lust [Delta Wolf 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (19 page)

Constantine
looked into his little mate’s eyes and saw anger and a little pain.

“I don’t care how big and bad you are. I won’t take cheating in this relationship.”

“Owen, please believe me,”
Constantine
started to say and took a deep breath. “I don’t want anyone but the two of you. That man disgusted me. I did what I did only to distract them. I can’t apologize for using whatever weapons I have in my arsenal when I’m worried about my mates’ safety.”

“You really weren’t attracted to him? You only want us?” Owen asked, looking unsure. “You promise?”

“I swear on whatever honor or deity you will believe, Owen,”
Constantine
said before leaning down and kissing Owen gently.

“He’s telling the truth, Owen,” Christian replied, looking between the two of them. “Wolves can smell each other’s desire.
Constantine
wasn’t giving off any hormones that suggested lust. I would have smelled it, especially in wolf form.”

“Okay, then I’m not mad,” Owen answered, nodding his head. “But you’re only allowed to pull that shit if you’re worried we might die. Otherwise my previous threat will come into play.”

“My balls may be still attached to my body.”
Constantine
purred. “But I swear that the two of you already have them in your pockets.”

“I like the sound of that,” Owen said, giggling.

Christian rolled them out of
Constantine
’s lap and started a tickle assault on their little mate.
Constantine
wasted no time in joining in. Somehow, Owen ended up naked during the tickle attack, and what started out as innocent fun quickly turned into something more.

“Baby, I want you to ride me more than I want my next breath.”
Constantine
panted and started to use his tongue on Owen’s hard cock.

“And I want to fuck you while Owen rides you.” Christian growled. He reached around
Constantine
and started stroking his dick.

“Oh god, yes,”
Constantine
moaned. He yelped when he felt something smack him on the side of his head. Looking up, he saw Matt and Zac laughing from about forty yards away. He then turned to Owen and Christian when they started laughing as well. Seeing that Owen held a bottle of lube in his hand, he figured out what had happened.

“Nice aim, Zac,” Christian yelled out in between bouts of laughter.

“Always here to help,” Zac shouted back, scooping a giggling Matt into his arms. “Besides, Owen saved my baby’s life today. If anyone deserves some fun, it’s our little gifted human.”

Owen stopped laughing and turned to look at Zac, his eyes wide. “I thought you were mad at me?”

“No, Owen, I was scared for Matt,” Zac said, turning back toward them. “Aiden and I will forever be in your debt for keeping him safe when we couldn’t.”

“Matt’s my friend. I’ll always help him if I can,” Owen replied gently.

Constantine
knew Zac still heard Owen with his werewolf hearing.

“And now you understand what it means to be pack,” Zac answered. “Human, vampire, werewolf, psychic, or man on the moon, it doesn’t matter. We survive by looking out for each other. This is our family. It doesn’t matter who we were born to. This is the family we choose.”

“I like that,” Owen said, smiling. Zac gave him a quick nod of respect before turning back towards the house, Matt still in his arms. Owen looked back at Constantine and Christian. “You know what else I would like?”

“My hard cock in your ass?”
Constantine
asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh yeah.”

Owen moaned when
Constantine
leaned back down and sucked Owen’s dick. His little mate was quite large for his size, and he loved the taste of it.

“Fuck yeah,”
Constantine
cried out when he felt Christian’s lubed finger push into his ass. A moment later, he felt some lube pour over his finger. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Christian’s wide smile.

“You have got to get our baby ready for that perfect cock while I get you prepared.” Christian chuckled.

Constantine
could only groan when he felt another finger enter him. He gently spread Owen’s legs and slipped a finger into his ass while still sucking his little mate’s hard cock.

“
Constantine
, yes! Oh my god, this feels amazing,” Owen cried, and his hips seemed to move on their own.

“He likes it if you bite his cock with your canines,” Christian whispered quietly to
Constantine
so only they could hear.

Constantine
smiled around Owen’s cock and let his teeth extend. Just when he felt Owen start to tense up, he sank his canines into his mate’s cock.

“I love you,” Owen screamed as he came.

Constantine
swallowed every drop of Owen’s come and moaned at the sweet taste of his mate’s ambrosia. When
Constantine
was finally done lavishing Owen’s cock with attention, his little mate spoke. “I feel like Jell-O.”

“Well that won’t do.”
Constantine
snickered. “I still want you on my cock.”

“I’ll hold him while I take that tight ass of yours,” Christian growled and pulled his fingers out of
Constantine
and flipped the man over.

Constantine
just looked up at Christian in surprise. He didn’t know Christian was strong enough to do that. But what he saw in his mate’s eyes had him quickly pulling his knees to his chest.

It was need, raw and unhidden need in Christian’s eyes.
Constantine
understood after everything that happened. Christian needed this closeness, this contact. Right then, looking into Christian’s eyes,
Constantine
would have gladly given his mate anything to wipe that need off his face.

Christian lined up his cock with
Constantine
’s waiting hole and pushed inside. Both men groaned when Christian bottomed out. There just wasn’t much out there that beat having his mate’s cock deep inside his ass, except maybe his other mate’s cock.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Owen groaned, starting to stroke his recovering dick. “I can still join in, right?”

“Come here,” Christian replied, the strain of holding still apparent on his face.

Constantine
let his legs fall to either side of Christian. He held onto Owen, and they gently lowered their baby onto
Constantine
’s waiting cock. All three men moaned loudly when everyone was into position.
Constantine
loved the feeling of being inside Owen while Christian was inside him.

“Oh fuck, that’s even better,” Owen cried, bending over and bracing his hands on
Constantine
’s chest.

Christian leaned over with him and wrapped his arms around Owen’s chest. When Christian pushed inside
Constantine
, he moved Owen off
Constantine
’s cock until only the head was still inside the man. Then Christian started to pull back out and pushed Owen down on
Constantine
.

“Fuck, yes, don’t stop, so fucking good,” he cried out as he held onto Owen’s thighs tightly. The dual sensations were almost more than
Constantine
could take. He was fucking and being fucked all at the same time. It was mind-blowing. When Christian picked up the pace,
Constantine
started seeing stars explode behind his eyes.

“Almost there, so close,” Owen hissed, his fingernails digging into
Constantine
’s chest.

“Let me help you with that.”

Grunting, Christian bent over and licked Owen’s neck.
Constantine
’s vision cleared just in time to see Christian sink his canines into Owen’s flesh. Owen screamed out his pleasure, his cock erupting and shooting stream after stream of his seed onto
Constantine
’s chest.

“I love you both,”
Constantine
growled when he felt Owen’s ass clamp down on his cock. He quickly sank his own teeth into Owen’s neck on the other side from Christian. The sweet taste of Owen’s blood was all it took for his cock to explode in the man’s tight ass. Seconds later, he heard Christian scream and felt his mate’s seed fill up his ass.

“I love you, Owen and Constantine. You are my real family,”
Constantine
heard Christian say before he succumbed to the pleasure and the darkness swept him away.

Chapter 10

Owen slapped his shoulder blade several times as he tried to remember the care instructions he’d been given about his new tattoo. He could smack it lightly, just not scratch it, and he wanted to scratch it so bad.

The damn thing was only a week old, but it was driving him nuts. Christian’s and Constantine’s tattoos had healed up in a matter of hours. Owen, the human, was still suffering. He felt like he was going to go fucking insane.

Still, it was a damn good-looking tattoo—three circles entwined with a larger circle around them. Each circle represented one of them, each one having a different theme. They all agreed that another mate would pick out the design for a different mate.

Owen got to choose
Constantine
’s design. He didn’t even have to think about it. He just grabbed a piece of paper and drew three moons with blue-violet wolf eyes ghosted over all of them. To Owen, it was his big, strong mate, always looking out for him, and Christian, protecting them and loving them.

Christian chose Owen’s design. It was a tree with ivy twisting around it three times in a Celtic loop. Christian called it the tree of life or some such shit. Owen still didn’t get it, but it seemed to please Christian and Constantine to no end.

Constantine
chose Christian’s design, and Owen thought it was the most beautiful of all the designs they chose. It was a sword with a rose stem wrapped around. The rose stem actually had three rose buds, one silver, one blue-violet, and one moss green.

The names Christian, Constantine, and Owen
Stylianos were written in silver in the outer circle, each word divided by a Celtic knot.

Owen still didn’t know how it happened, because they all gave their designs to the tattoo artist separately and the rule was they couldn’t look until their tattoos were done, but all of them incorporated
three
in their designs…three moons, ivy entwining around the tree three times, and three rose buds.

The tattoo
was
the three of them. Still, it didn’t keep Owen from wishing his would stop itching. He slapped at the tattoo again and rolled his eyes when Christian laughed and pushed his hand away.

“Knock it off.” Christian chuckled. “You’re just going to make it worse.”

“Easy for you to say, Mr. I-Heal-Faster-than-Shit!”

Out of nowhere, Owen was tackled to the ground. He grunted when he hit the hard unyielding grass and a large body almost as hard came down on top of him. When he looked up, blue-violet eyes stared down at him.

“I think you need to be reminded why we got these tattoos, angel.”
Constantine
growled. “You were the one that suggested them after all. Would you rather we didn’t get them?”