Man in the Middle [Wolf Creek Pack 9] (21 page)

“We’ll talk later,” he called over his shoulder as he led his mates upstairs to their bedroom. He was so excited he knew he had a little bounce in his steps. Justin seemed a little reserved, but Chase knew that was because he hated the sight of blood and was a little afraid of what was about to happen.

Taylor, on the other hand, looked downright snarly. If the grim twist to his lips was anything to go by, he didn’t want to do this. Chase couldn’t figure out if it was because Justin was no longer diabetic, and Taylor had been caring for the man for so long that he didn’t know how to stop. Or if it was because Taylor didn’t like vampires.

Chase was confused as hell.

But one thing at a time. First, he needed to make sure that Justin was in peak physical health, and that meant feeding his little vampire. He’d deal with whatever was going on with Taylor after that.

“So,” Justin said as he walked into the bedroom and turned to look at Chase, “how do we do this?”

“Mind you, I’m no vampire expert,” Chase said as he shut the door, “but from what I understand, your body will react naturally when you smell my blood.”

“In case you didn’t hear me before”— Justin shuddered—”that’s just gross.”

Chase chuckled.

“How is he supposed to drink blood when he gets queasy every time he sees it?” Taylor asked.

“Simple. We don’t let him see it.” Chase walked over to the bag he had brought with him and searched through it until he found one of his clean white T-shirts. He ripped the plain cotton shirt down the middle and then walked back over to Justin.

“Turn around, sweetie.”

Justin seemed confused but did as Chase asked. Chase carefully wrapped the strip of material around Justin’s eyes and then tied it in the back of his head. Once Justin was blindfolded, Chase spun him around and started unbuttoning his shirt.

“Are we going to have sex again?” Justin whispered. The scent of desire filled the room, and Chase realized it was coming from Justin in waves. Apparently he liked the idea. A lot.

“That was the idea, yes.” Chase paused and then glanced at Taylor. “I was kind of hoping that Taylor would fuck me again while I fucked you, and then you could feed from me. I’ve heard that feeding during sex is the most sensual way to do it.”

One corner of Taylor’s mouth started to curve up. “I suppose I could consider it.”

Chase would have worried that he was putting Taylor out if the man hadn’t started to strip his clothes off so fast that his shirt ripped. He still wasn’t sure what was going on with Taylor, but the man had no issue with being intimate. That was good.

Once Taylor was naked, he walked over to join Chase, standing on the opposite side of Justin. Chase reached past Justin and wrapped his hand around the back of Taylor’s neck, pulling him close enough to claim his lips.

The first tentative kiss was gentle, sweet, and almost chaste. The second was anything but. It was hard, wet, and demanding. Chase wanted to possess Taylor almost as much as he wanted to be possessed by the man.

“Fuck, no one kisses like you do, Taylor,” Chase groaned as he ripped his lips away from the man and drew in a lungful of much needed air.

Taylor grinned. “Like that, do you?”

“God, yes. I could kiss you all day long.”

“I just may take you up on that once of these times.”

Chase groaned, feeling his cock throb in his pants. He could just imagine cuddling with Taylor and kissing him until they both came. And he had no doubt that it would happen, too. Taylor kissed like it was a sexual act all by itself.

“Get Justin naked.”

Chase stepped away and started stripping his own clothes off. His fingers fumbled with the buttons as he watched Taylor undress their mate. He didn’t just strip the clothes from his body. He used the act as a sensual play, stroking Justin’s skin and kissing along his body until Justin was practically vibrating in place.

“I think he’s ready, Chase.”

Chase grinned. Justin was more than ready. His beautiful cock was red and throbbing, leaking drops of pre-cum. Every time Taylor stroked his fingers over any part of Justin’s body, Justin shuddered and leaned toward the delicate touch, as if he needed more.

“Is Taylor right, mate?” Chase asked as he looked down at Justin. “Are you ready?”

“Yes!”

Chase reached down and flicked his fingertips over the tip of Justin’s cock. He smirked when Justin cried out, his knees starting to shake. “I guess maybe you are.” Chase glanced beyond Justin to his other lover. “Lube?”

Taylor held up a small blue bottle. “Got it.”

“Would you care to do the honors?” Chase’s dropped to his knees in front of Justin. “I’ll keep him distracted.”

“Oh damn!” Taylor whispered as he watched.

With a wicked grin, Chase swallowed his mate’s cock. The taste of pre-cum exploded on his tongue, and he knew he wanted more. Wrapping his lips around the head of Justin’s straining cock, Chase began to lavish Justin’s prick, his tongue tracing the thick veins down the shaft, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked.

Chase reached back and grabbed Justin’s ass cheeks in his hands, pulling them apart. When he felt Taylor’s hand brush by him, and then Justin jerked, Chase pressed his tongue against the small slit at the head of Justin’s cock.

He knew the second Taylor’s fingers slid into Justin’s ass. Justin’s deep moan filled the room, warming Chase from the inside out. Chase began to suck hard and fast. The wet slurping sounds of his mouth gliding up and down Justin’s cock mingled with Justin’s cries of need.

Hearing the sultry groans that spilled from Justin’s mouth caused Chase’s own cock to ache and leak. He needed to come just as much as Justin did, and he suspected, Taylor, too.

Chase’s hands slid around Justin’s hips and across his silken belly. He glanced up at Justin through his thick eyelashes. The bright flare of desire burning on Justin’s face sent passion pounding through Chase’s heart, chest, and head.

Gods, he ached for this man, for both of his men. He couldn’t believe he had almost given this feeling of completeness up because he was scared. He was still concerned for their safety, but he could no longer imagine not having Justin and Taylor in his life.

“Ta”—Chase cleared his throat of the sudden lump that had taken up residence there as he stood and looked at his mates—”Taylor, I need you to get me ready.”

Taylor’s eyes blazed with undisguised desire as he nodded and poured more lube out onto his fingers.
Chase pulled Justin roughly, almost violently, to him. He explored the recesses of Justin’s mouth, claiming him in deed as well as in word. The thought that in a few moments, he would be claiming Justin’s body as well sent Chase’s senses reeling.

He pulled his mouth away from Justin and pushed the man back until he fell on the bed. Chase followed Justin down, hovering over his body on his hands and knees. Justin’s skin glowed with desire. Little pants of uneven breath blew past his parted lips.

Chase grabbed Justin’s face in his hand, gently brushing his fingers of the man’s lush lips. “You are so fucking perfect, mate. The only thing that makes this any better is knowing that Taylor is here with us. I don’t have to choose between you. I get you both.”

“For the rest of your life,” Justin whispered.

“Yep.” Chase grinned. “You two are it for me. No more lonely nights wishing I had someone in my bed, someone to call my own. No more watching those around me mate and find happiness. Now, I have you and Taylor, and I don’t think I will ever need anything else.”

Justin’s lips thinned. “You’d better not.”

“I promise, baby. No one else, just you and Taylor.” Chase frowned and sat up on his knees to turn and look at his other mate. “Speaking of Taylor…” Chase laughed at the look of lust on Taylor’s face. “Are you going to join us or just stare at my ass all night long?”

Taylor tilted his head a little as he continued to stare at Chase’s ass. “I may just stare. It’s a really great ass.”

Chase winked at Taylor when the man’s eyes finally moved up to meet his. “Bring those fingers over here, and you can have that really great ass.”

“Yeah.” Taylor’s throat moved as he swallowed. “I can do that.”

Chase bent back over Justin, hovering over him once again. He kept his eyes locked on Justin’s face as he felt Taylor’s slick fingers breach his puckered hole. The flaring of Justin’s nostrils told Chase that the man knew exactly what was going on even if he couldn’t see it.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Justin whispered.

“Feels fucking fantastic,” Chase groaned. “He’s really good at this.”

Justin’s lips spread into a wide grin. “He’s really good at all of this.”

“He is.” Chase’s fingers trailed across Justin’s lips again. “But so are you.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh ye—” Chase’s eyes rolled back in his head as Taylor found his sweet spot and stroked it with his fingers. “Oh fuck!” He shuddered and humped his hips, groaning when he felt his aching cock brush against Justin’s. “Need you to ride me, gorgeous.”

“Ride you?”

Chase nodded, blinking rapidly as desire started to blur his vision. “Think…think it’s the be—best position.”

God, he fucking loved having Taylor’s fingers in his ass. He just wished he could figure out a way to have them there all of the time. As glad as he was that he had waited for his mates, he couldn’t believe he hadn’t experienced this ecstasy before now.

“Taylor!”

Taylor’s deep chuckle rumbled through Chase like a caress of a lover’s hand. He loved that sound. It was a truly happy sound, a satisfied sound, a sound that said Taylor knew exactly what he was doing and was enjoying every second of it. Chase’s heart rate increased to a rapid thumping when he felt the bed give and then Taylor’s body pressed into him from behind.

“Do you want to take it from here, or shall I?” Taylor whispered into Chase’s ear.

“I have to choose?”

Taylor’s warm chuckle filled the room again. It was a heady, sensual sound that made Chase moan. The man truly knew how to be seductive.

“Oh fuck!” Chase whispered, dropping his head down to rest against Justin’s as he felt the head of Taylor’s cock rub over his aching hole. “Taylor, please.” Yeah, he was so not above begging at this point. Chase knew this was all about making Justin feel comfortable with feeding, but at the moment, all he could think about was feeling Taylor’s thick cock sinking into his ass.

Chase was fully aware of the hardness of Taylor’s thigh brushing against his as the man scooted closer. His skin prickled with awareness as Taylor gripped his hips and slowly began to push into him. Chase felt like his ass was being split in two, but he knew the momentary burn he felt would soon turn into overwhelming pleasure.

Once Taylor’s cock was fully seated inside of his ass, Chase hooked his arms under Justin’s legs and brought them up to his shoulders. He gripped Justin’s ass in his hands and carefully guided his cock into the man’s puckered hole.

“Oh man, I love being the man in the middle.”

Taylor’s warm breath blew across the back of Chase’s neck as the man chuckled. “Maybe next time, I can be the man in the middle.”

Chase groaned as he squeezed his eyes closed. “You’re on.”

“Look,” Justin snapped, his voice loud enough to catch both Chase and Taylor’s attention, “I don’t care who’s in the middle, but someone needs to fucking move!”

Justin’s demand amused Chase, but he had the sense not to laugh. Instead, he thrust forward, burying his cock as deep inside of Justin’s tight sheath as he could go.

“Yes!” Justin shouted as his head pushed back into the pillow behind him. His hands clenched and unclenched on Chase’s arms. “Fuck me harder! Drive that big cock so far into my ass I can taste it!”

Chase blinked down at Justin in shock. He had never heard the man talk dirty before, at least not like this. It sounded a little strange coming from his sweet angel’s mouth, but Chase couldn’t deny it turned him on.

He thrust his hips again, ramming into Justin. “Is that what you want, angel?”

“Yes!” Justin screamed.

Chase set a punishing pace, ramming his cock into Justin on his forward thrust and impaling himself on Taylor’s cock when he moved back. Taylor matched Chase’s urgency with his own lusty, unstated needs as Justin writhed beneath Chase. The cool brush of Taylor’s fingers on his skin made Chase’s chest surge with the intimacy of the touch. Passion radiated from every pore in his body.

“Taylor!” Gods, he was close, so close he could feel his body tensing with need. His orgasm was going to wash over him any second, and he needed his mates to go with him into the churning abyss.

“Now, Chase!”

Chase kept one hand curled around Justin’s hips, keeping him in place. With the other, he made a small slice in his neck with his claw, and then he drew Justin’s head toward him. Chase heard Justin inhale sharply and caught just a hint of white fang before Justin struck, sinking both fangs deep into Chase’s throat.

“That’s it, baby.”

The moment Justin’s tongue stroked over his skin and the man began to suck, Chase’s orgasm hit him. It was like being hit by a bus. One moment Chase was simply fucking his mate. The next, his world turned upside down as every cell in his body sparked at the same time.