Page 39 of Melissa's Mates (Blissful Bets)

“It’s my turn.” Melissa moved her hair to one side, exposing her neck.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“Yes.” Her answer was so definite, he didn’t hesitate. He spun her around and pressed her back against his chest.

“Connor.”

His friend moved in. Connor’s face was buried in Melissa’s pussy before he could position her head just right. Moans came from both of them while Channing kissed his way down the softness of her skin. There wasn’t really a need for him to feed. The amount of blood he took in before had been more than enough. Connor said he didn’t want him to stop, so he didn’t until he knew he had to. But Melissa would definitely be desert. She was so sweet, so unbelievable mouthwatering that he couldn’t resist.

Fangs came down, pressing against his bottom lip. Vibrations from her moaning throat sent waves of her excitement crashing into his senses. Sucking her skin into his mouth, he teased her with the slight penetration of his tips. Channing could feel her heart accelerate all through his body.

“Please don’t tease me.”

He laughed and pulled back, licking her neck. “You don’t like to be teased, mon amour?”

“No. But two can play that game.”

Melissa pulled away from him and lifted herself until she spun around. She straddled Connor’s face and slowly eased her pussy to his mouth. Large hands engulfed the top of her thighs. The contrast was almost startling. Channing watched in awe as she faced him and gave him a mischievous smile.

“Now, you tell me how much you like to be teased.”

She eased Channing back and plunged his hard cock deep into her mouth. His whole body jumped at the shock of pleasure she sent coursing through him. “Oh my….fuck. You’re going to have to warn me next time you decide to do that.”

He couldn’t breathe. Blood poured into his mouth from the cuts on his lower lip. He hadn’t been expecting that. The fangs would have retracted if he knew he would have ended up reacting the way he did.

Melissa’s tongue swirled around this entire width while she made her way back up to the head of his cock. She raised and narrowed her eyes at him. He wasn’t sure how to interpret her emotions or what she was thinking about, but it didn’t last long. Her body went into spasms over Connor’s face. Melissa’s arms reached out to him, and Channing pulled her mouth to his.

Opening his eyes, he saw Connor’s hands fly away from Melissa’s hips, outward to the bed. Channing didn’t think; he grabbed his friend’s palms and felt as nearly every bone in his own fingers were crushed. With the strength the wolf held inside, he knew Connor was afraid of hurting her. With the new scent she carried due to pregnancy, her taste was only growing more overwhelming. The sample of her blood still coursed strongly through his body. He was almost afraid to take in anymore. Not only was it rich, it was damn addicting.

How would they fair as time went on? Talking to Brandon would definitely come in handy. Evelyn was a lot further along than Melissa. He should know. Maybe the other vampire could give him some pointers on how to better cope with the changes. Channing knew he was going to need all the help he could get.

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Melissa felt herself lifted from Connor’s face moments after she felt her release. Channing pulled her to straddle his waist while he leaned against the headboard of the bed. Turning to check on Connor, she noticed his whole body was shaking. He struggled to sit up behind her.

“What wrong? Connor, talk to me.”

“Nothing’s wrong, baby. I feel great. Too great, actually. I’m a little lightheaded from forgetting to breathe. I didn’t want to stop.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, why?”

“My heart is racing.” Melissa put her hand to her chest. “This is really weird how I can somewhat feel what you’re feeling.”

“Kiss me.”

Leaning back, Melissa’s mouth connected with Connor’s. Channing lifted her, easing his thick cock into her wetness. At the taste sweeping through her mouth, she pulled back, feeling confused. With so many sensations pouring through her, she couldn’t figure out what was different, but something was definitely off.

Slow thrusts pushed their way deeper, and again she took in the flavor of Connor’s mouth. He didn’t seem to want to stop kissing her. Her shoulder leaned into his chest as he cradled her neck. Melissa reached down and began stroking his cock to Channing’s slow rhythm.

“Connor put your legs over mine and scoot closer. I don’t want Melissa lying at such an odd angle. Her back looks arched a little too much. Maybe we should turn her around where she can lie against me.”

Channing’s voice brought her head up. “I’m fine. I mean, if Connor wants to come closer or you want to turn me, you can. But I’m not in any pain. I’m actually really comfortable like this.” She paused. “What’s different? Something feels off.”

Neither man responded. Channing even stopped thrusting and just stared at her. Melissa wiggled, making him continue. She ran her tongue over her lips and then swallowed a few times. “What is that?”

“What’s what?”

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