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She wasn’t sure if it was her tasting blood or Kimble because she was flooded with the vampire's desire. It was similar to the way she’d felt when he bit her, and his pleasure at the feel of her flesh under his fangs.

Her lovers had a different feel to the pleasures bounding between them through the bond. The feelings coming from Pike felt hot, like electricity skittering over her skin. Kimble felt deliciously cool, like water caressing over her body. It was almost too much and not enough at the same time!

Her jaw was aching from holding onto Pike’s flesh. Letting go of him, she licked over the area she’d abused. When she pulled her head back, she could clearly see teeth marks and a little blood welling from the two spots where she’d punctured his skin.

Something primitive welled up from deep inside of her. “I’ve marked you.”

Pike’s arms tightened around her at the same time his massive shaft twitched within her. “Mark me every day,” he growled. “I need my mates to mark me inside and out.”

He’d been moving slowly up until that point, but that changed with his words. He started moving with purpose, slamming himself down on Kimble over and over again.

Pike was able to hold her in such a way that as he dropped himself down on Kimble, he was pulled from Cora’s body. As he rose up, he thrust into Cora and pulled himself up Kimble’s cock. He was fucking himself on Kimble while fucking into Cora.

This was something straight out of a porno, but real!

As he moved, Cora felt like her clit was a dick, being pushed in and out of a tight, hot body. Pressure squeezed up and down, as good as any mouth had ever done for her.

“Faster!” she demanded, feeling herself on the edge of climaxing. She just needed a little more, just a—

Kimble roared as he came, clamping his hands on Pike’s hips and forcing the big male to sit down hard and stay there.Kimble caused a chain reaction because as she felt Kimble filling Pike with cum, she felt Pike fill her passage.

He gasped and hugged her tight to his body, tears rolling down his face from the intensity of the pleasure.

Their orgasms flooded her, sending her cascading over into bliss that whited out her vision. She clung to Pike, unsure what was up or down. The sensations swirled through the three of them to the point that Cora thought she was under Pike, penetrating him. But no, she was Pike with his dick in her, and she was herself with the faint taste of his blood still on her tongue.

The three of them shuddered, jerked, and panted. It was only after she was sure she knew which was her body that she opened her eyes to find they were all glowing. The dim room was awash in the faint blue glow coming off them.

“Damn,” she whispered. “We’re fucking radioactive!”

Chapter 31

Pike

Several days later, Pike quietly eased the front door of Kimble’s house shut, then stood on the porch. It was five in the morning, the pre-dawn light weakly illuminating the heavy mist that had formed during the night. If his life was a horror movie it would be creepy, but because the loves of his life were asleep in the house behind him, the mist was romantic instead.

Opening his mouth wide, he exhaled to watch his warm breath turn white as it met the cold air. His inner bear wanted to shift and forage on the new land, but he held the beast back. The last thing he wanted to do was upset the pack by shifting without giving them proper warning.

Not that they’d indicated it would be an issue. Everyone had taken great pains in the last few days to tell him how welcome he was and that they had his scent so he could shift at any time, and no one would attack him. It was nice, but he was still cautious.

The real question now was what the hell was he going to do with his life?

Kimble had his life back, Cora had her company, but what did Pike have? He wasn’t even employed anymore. He felt adrift and redundant. He didn’t even need to cook for Cora any longer. If they weren’t joining one of the wolf families for dinner, then food was delivered to the house. When he’d tried to politely object,they’d only smiled and pushed the containers at him anyway. The Laske Pack was determined to feed Kimble’s flock.

They were all so nice but made Pike feel obsolete.

Needing to move, he took all three porch steps in one stride and headed to the path he’d seen yesterday. Someone said it circled the fenced-in portion of the compound and was about two and half miles all the way around. That sounded like a nice walk to help clear his head.

“Pike?” He turned to find Annette watching him with a worried expression. How had she snuck up on him?

“Hi, Annette. I thought I’d hike the path around the property,” he said, pointing to where he was going.

She nodded her head, but her eyebrows didn’t smooth out. “Your mates are tucked away in bed, and you decided to go for a walk? Are you feeling ok?”

Guilt hit him. A good bear wouldn’t leave his mates’ sides while they slept. On the heels of his guilt was aggravation. Who was Annette to ask him questions like that?

Feeling annoyed at Annette, who’d been nothing but nice to him, caused the guilt to come back even worse. What was wrong with him?

As if sensing his turmoil, Annette stepped back a few feet and tried to smile at him. “I’m not judging you. I only wanted to see if you needed anything.”

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