Dwyer, Dixie Lynn- Task Force One: Dani's Got a Gun [The Men of Five-0 #4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (17 page)

“I love your tits, baby. They’re full and round and tasty.”

He licked one nipple and pulled it between his teeth. She felt his cock grow larger inside of her pussy, and then she felt the tip of Bently’s cock breach her puckered hole.

She inhaled and then Miele licked over her chin to her lips before plunging his tongue between them. He kissed her with passion and hunger. She kissed him back, and as he thrust his hips upward, she felt Bently push his cock through the tight rings.

It initially burned and felt odd, but then Miele stilled his cock within her pussy and Bently pressed fully inside of her ass.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, so fucking hot.” Bently growled.

“Oh God, please, it burns and I feel so full.”

Bently pulled back then thrust into her. The lube he applied lubricated the unused muscles, and soon both men began to fuck her at once. Miele thrust upward then pulled down. Bently wrapped an arm around her waist so she was raised over Miele, and then he thrust in and out. She was never without a cock inside of her. They continued to make love to her, and she held on for the ride. Miele pulled her down lower as he thrust hard and fast upward. She felt his thigh muscles beneath her and knew he was strong and powerful to be able to continue such a rhythm in this position. Behind her, Bently held his cock halfway in her ass, giving Miele the room he needed.

She knew Miele was about to explode. She was nearly there, too, as she sucked along his neck then added teeth. That seemed to arouse him and send him over the edge.

“Fuck, baby, do that again. Bite me.” Miele thrust rapidly upward. She did bite him a little harder, and it turned her on, she felt as if she could hear and almost taste his blood flowing through his veins.

“You can, Daniella. Bite him, taste from his blood and mark him.”
Vanderlan’s voice echoed in her ears just as Miele exploded inside of her and bit into her shoulder. She wasn’t sure what came over her, but she bit into Miele’s shoulder and sucked from his blood. It tasted warm and metallic but sweet and fed the hunger growing inside of her. Miele growled and shook, and then Bently pounded into her ass as he growled like a wild beast.

His fingers felt like claws and his cock somehow felt longer, thicker and harder as he stroked her ass.

The orgasm overtook her, and Bently growled louder as he thrust hard then bit into her shoulder.

She screamed her release and rocked back against him.

 
“Fuck, baby, I heard him. I heard Vanderlan’s voice and yours inside my head,” Miele stated as he squeezed her to him. Bently was holding her, too, and crushing her with his heavy body.

“I can’t breathe,” she whispered, and both men chuckled as Bently pulled slowly from her ass. She wiped her mouth and was surprised that her teeth felt sharp.

“Hey.” She pulled off of Miele.

“It’s okay, Daniella,” Vanderlan stated.

“I can’t believe she bit him,” Van stated.

“I can hear you talking with her. I felt her bite my brother and take from his blood,” Baher stated, surprising them all. They looked around toward one another and nodded.

“You all heard Vanderlan and me and felt it, too? You felt what I felt?” Daniella asked. She was embarrassed and felt out of control for biting Miele, yet she was satisfied. Randolph and Baher were standing before her bare-chested and wearing only boxers.

She moved off the bed.

“It was fucking incredible,” Randolph told her.

She lowered her eyes and felt her teeth move back to normal.

“Come here, baby.” Randolph reached down and lifted her up into his arms. He held her against his chest and rubbed her back as he sat on the edge of the bed.

Tears filled her eyes.

She stared at him then looked around the room at the others. They seemed to be fine with all of this.

“I’ve lost my mind,” she whispered, and Vanderlan scowled. She looked at him, and he held her gaze with a firm expression.

“You will not fight this. You belong to each of us. Let Randolph and Baher make love to you and mark you as theirs. The rest of us will be downstairs,” Vanderlan stated.

“No. Don’t go. I need you to stay.”

Van and the others appeared upset. It wasn’t that she just needed Vanderlan to stay. She needed them all here.

“I mean all of you must stay. I feel…incomplete unless you’re all here. I don’t understand it and I’m not the clingy type, God knows that, and so this is freaking ridiculous, but just forget it.” She lowered her head.

Randolph kissed her neck.

“We all stay, then. Together we are one.” Vanderlan walked over toward the bed and sat down next to her and Randolph.

Randolph eyed Vanderlan with concern.

“It’s okay, Randolph,” Daniella told him then cupped his cheeks and lifted up so he could remove his boxers.

He pulled them down, and then she kissed him, absorbing his scent and taste as she made love to his mouth.

He was so big and wide, she could hardly imagine wrapping her arms around him to hug him.

His hands caressed her back and ass and made her feel feminine and petite compared to him. She was concerned that she may hurt him again, and she tensed up a moment and released his lips.

“He will be fine now. You needed me here, Daniella, your blood contains mine and it was protected by me,” Vanderlan told her.

What does that mean? My blood is protected by him. Like I need his protection? I can take care of myself. I have been for quite some time. Is this some macho vampire control thing? If so, he seems to have more in common with the Alpha weres than he thinks.

But his thoughts did ease her mind.
It must have been some sort of vampire trick. She would have to Google it when she had a chance.

Vanderlan groaned as if her thought annoyed him, and she chuckled then looked into Randolph’s eyes.

“Google?” he asked, and she widened her eyes in surprise. He had heard her thoughts, too. This could get sticky. She wondered how she could block them all from her thoughts.

Just then Randolph lifted her up, aligned his thick, long cock with her pussy and lowered her onto his shaft.

She closed her eyes and took him inside of her.

“You could never censor us from your thoughts, mate. We are all bound as one now,”
Vanderlan stated, and Randolph began to thrust up into her. She counterthrust in return.

They seemed awfully cocky, and it aroused her and made her want to fight them on it.

She grabbed Randolph’s shoulders, thrust on top of him, then pushed him back to the bed so she was on top and in control.

Well, at least she thought she was until he pulled her down lower and covered her mouth in a salacious kiss while Baher prepared her ass to get fucked.

She was alive and wild with need. When she tried to thrust her hips, Randolph held her steady, with his cock hard and pulsating inside of her.

Then she felt Baher’s hands on her hips, caressing her lower body and her ass. She was completely aroused when she felt the cool liquid as his finger pushed inside her ass.

She moaned against Randolph’s mouth, his hold firm, and she was unable to move.

While he kissed her deeply, he ran his large hands over her arms and pulled them above his head. Her breasts stretched over his tight pectoral muscles, her ass lifted higher, and she felt Baher’s cock push through the tight rings. In this position, bound with her hands above her, Randolph’s very large cock hard inside her pussy and now another cock in her ass, she began to shake.

She was ready to orgasm and felt it tight within her womb.

Baher began to thrust into her, grabbing her hips and causing Randolph to pull his lips from her own. They gasped for air, but he continued to hold her hands. Her forearms remained leaning on his muscular chest. They began an in-and-out motion as she lifted higher, wanting to take them both fully inside of her. She was lost in emotion and the power within her when Baher thrust one last time, exploding inside of her ass as he bit into her shoulder from behind. She screamed a small release and rocked against Randolph’s cock. She pressed back, and Randolph thrust upward, pulling her head and neck down against him.

He had released her hands and now she held on to him licking and sucking his neck as he thrust again and again. Baher pulled from her ass and Randolph rolled her to her back and began to stroke her cunt relentlessly. She was losing her breath with every stroke and panting for air. She wanted him so badly it hurt inside.

“Randolph.” She moaned his name, and he lowered his face to her neck and licked and sucked the skin where his brothers marked her.

The bed rocked and creaked, and she grabbed his shoulders, ran her fingertips over his hair and neck, pulling him closer to her mouth. He continued to thrust into her with his hand cupped under her neck and head. It fit into his large, thick hands and aroused her even more.

“I feel it. Oh God, it’s so strong,” she admitted, and Randolph growled then pumped his hips and used his mouth and tongue to suck against her neck.

He bit into her shoulder as he poured himself into her, and she bit into his neck, feeding from him as she orgasmed hard, her body convulsing beneath his large frame.

They both panted and moaned. Then Randolph pulled slowly from her pussy and rolled to his side, taking her with him. She closed her eyes then cuddled close. The feel of his palm plastered across her ass were her final thoughts before sleep overtook her.

Chapter 10

Zespian stood in the meeting room. It was very late when the members of the Fennigan Pack arrived from Ireland. As members of the Secret Order, they were privy to information that even he wasn’t. He got the call that they were arriving, and then he got the call from Van stating that Daniella was their mate and also the mate of the vampire Vanderlan. His heart pounded inside of his chest. He wondered what it all meant and hoped to get some answers. He had a feeling that his secret would be revealed. He wondered why the gods would make a vamp and five wolves the mate of one woman. Then Van had said they believed Daniella to be a healer. There were very few healers, and if she were the mate of wolves and a vampire then perhaps some bad things were headed their way. Over the past ten years, many rogues had targeted the Fagan Pack. They were a small pack, but they were just as intimidating and strong as some of the much larger ones. A relationship with Vanderlan had emerged over a century ago, and perhaps if that moment had not occurred, Zespian himself would have died soon after.

There was a knock at the door, and he knew it was them. The Fennigan Pack was here. The Fagan Pack would be getting some assistance in finding this killer.

He opened the door, and they each strolled in. They were some of the largest, meanest-looking men he had ever set eyes on. Their eyes were dark, they were dressed in black camo pants and black T-shirts. A contrast to their usual attire. Adrian was known to always be wearing an Irish kilt.

“Thanks for coming. I understand that you all have some insight into the case?” Zespian asked as he shook each of their hands.

“It appears ya got yourself a crazy doctor making hybrids, fucking with mother nature,” Angus stated in a thick Irish brogue.

“Son of a bitch, I was afraid of this. Any clue who it is or where they’re located?”

“Not so positive about the location, but our initial investigation leads us to the name Cartright,” Adrian answered.

“What about the ones you have investigating the murders? Can we speak with them and go over the information found thus far?” Angus asked.