Authors: Dixie Lynn Dwyer
He held her gaze, felt his eyes change over, and so did hers. They were a vibrant combination of green and silver. They shimmered and shined like no other he had ever seen.
“Your eyes are gorgeous,” he whispered, and she kissed him quickly, released his lips then rubbed her breasts against his face.
He growled at her, feeling his claws protrude from where his human fingers once were. He gently scraped along each mound, causing Charity to moan her release, but she kept on thrusting up and down.
Her tempo increased. He locked gazes with her as a feral and dark look encompassed her eyes.
“Mine,” she whispered.
“Mine,” he countered then thrust up, meeting her own thrusts one for one.
It was an intense moment as they moved together, fulfilling the need that was growing stronger and stronger inside of them.
She leaned forward and nipped his neck as he lifted her from the seat, reached the bed in record time, and plunged into her depths. They moaned simultaneously as she grabbed on to him, scratching and pulling him to her. It seemed like Charity couldn’t get close enough to him, and he was feeling the same way. He licked along her breast as he stroked relentlessly along the warm, tight, wetness of her vaginal muscles. She gripped his cock, and he began to teeter between man and wolf.
He growled and knew he was shifting, but he could not stop the change. The intensity of their bonding and the sensations erupting through him as his cock fucked her pussy was too much to control.
His cock throbbed and elongated, too, causing Charity to lose her breath, but she kept at him, wanting and needing more. He felt her legs press harder against his ribs as he tilted her ass up a little to gain better penetration. He rocked his hips hard and fast trying desperately to ease the hunger inside of him. He just couldn’t seem to get enough of her.
Maximus heard his brothers awaken, but he was lost in a rhythm, in the moment with his princess as they connected beyond anything he had ever felt.
Her vaginal muscles clung to his cock, milking him for everything he had. His teeth clenched together, now that of a wolf as he felt himself about to explode.
That’s when he saw the vision.
Charity accepting him for what and who he was and accepting his control and power and vowing to not interfere in his reign. He would remain in control and master of his kingdom. She would stand beside him and his brothers to protect the packs and all that was good. Her life was in danger, as well as their future. This bond between the four of them was fate in its purest form.
She looked at him. “Bite me, and claim me as your mate for all eternity.”
He felt her orgasm just as he exploded and simultaneously bit into her shoulder, absorbing all she had to give as he gave every part of himself in return.
Chapter 11
Lexi stood in the bedroom watching over her three sleeping sons. The vision had awoken her from a sound sleep. Quietly, as not to wake her mates, she tiptoed to their bedroom to ensure that they were indeed safe. The sound of their even breathing and the look of their angelic faces calmed her concern. They were such a handful. They were getting more and more rambunctious each day. Now with Sierra and Valco expecting their first litter, the cousins were impatient.
Lexi couldn’t ignore the nagging sensation as she contacted Feldman and Antoinette.
“What the spirits have revealed to you both is true. The Chosen One has revealed herself. She is in this realm,”
Feldman stated through their mind link.
“This is amazing and quite the momentous occasion, is it not, Feldman?”
Antoinette asked.
“It is, but I am afraid that since she has revealed herself, many dangers lay ahead for your mates and their packs. She had risked danger in order to protect one of her mates from death.”
“Her mates? What kind of danger?”
Antoinette asked.
“Slowly, over the last century or so, a group of rogues have been taking over various areas of the world. Not just here in the US, but also in Europe, Asia and the Middle East. Pack by pack, sections of whole cities and even certain key areas of the government are being infiltrated.”
“How can this be happening, Feldman? Why haven’t the Goddesses warned us or called upon us to intervene?”
Lexi asked.
“Yes, I am wondering the same thing. I mean, I know I am new to all of this power, and I have yet to learn all my abilities, but I feel as if I’ve been kept out of the loop,”
Antoinette stated.
“Rightfully so, Goddesses. You are both being summoned now. It seems that as we speak, an attack has taken place on the royal family,”
Feldman added.
Both women gasped.
“The Alphas are okay?”
Antoinette asked.
“Yes. That is why the Chosen One has revealed herself. It was Charity who saved Dante’s life.”
“Thank the Goddesses she was there. Hey, why was she there at the mansion? Did she foresee this happening?”
“Who did it? Who tried to kill Dante?”
“All your questions will be answered. I am certain that the Goddess will contact both of you. There is something else you should be aware of. It is a secret right now, but I am certain that won’t be the case for long.”
“What?”
Lexi inquired.
“The Venificus triplets are Charity’s chosen mates.”
“Oh my,”
Antoinette stated, sounding shocked. Then she and Lexi talked about the size and demeanor of the men.
“I’m not saying anything against my mates. They are strong and righteous mates, but I do believe that the Venificus brothers would give Saber, Paul, and Andre a run for their money.”
“My men as well. Thank the Goddesses we are all on the same side. Wait until Luke, Brad, Jacob, and Troy find out. They’ll want to go and see the Venificus,”
Antoinette added.
“In due time you will be summoned and perhaps more will be revealed to you by the Goddesses.”
“What does that mean?”
Antoinette asked.
“It means we’ll have to wait to find out because Feldman isn’t going to share.”
“Now, now, Lexi, there’s no need to feel insulted. Fate has a hand in this, and none of us can stand in the way of fate.”
“I have to go. Saber is looking for me.”
“Me too, Feldman.”
* * * *
Feldman stood in silence, no longer having the company of his cousin or Antoinette as he watched the Venificus mansion. He sensed the evil magic and was shocked at the culprit. Could the wizard Davis really have taken up with the likes of Storm and Devlon? If so, the women had a hell of a fight ahead of them.
Feldman heard a sound, but he didn’t bother to turn and see who it was. He knew already. His fey powers made it impossible for anyone to sneak up on him, even a vampire.
“I can’t believe the wolves haven’t attempted to eat you yet,” Feldman stated with a glance over his shoulder.
Dravo laughed. It was a unique, thick, dark laugh that only a vampire could pull off.
“Am I to assume that the situation our princess is in requires a fey knight’s presence?”
“You’re assumption is correct, old friend. It appears that we are all in for quite some trouble.”
“You sensed the black magic, did you not?”
Feldman raised his eyebrows at Dravo, and he chuckled.
“Okay, so what’s the plan?”
Feldman glanced at the estate as well as the numerous wolves who secured the perimeter of the property.
“It’s up to the Princess. All we can do right now is wait for her call.”
“She knows that I am here. I won’t stray far, Dravo. I have a bad feeling about this old friend.”
“As do I, Feldman.”
“How is our princess holding up?” Feldman asked.
“She is trying to get a grasp of the personalities of her mates. She nearly died saving Dante.”
“So I heard. The triplets are a handful. They are strong and noble wolves. She will certainly have her hands full with them. It is quite the honor.”
“They are used to leading and being in control. They will have a lot of adjustments to make. Between their wolf customs in regards to women and their royal standings, it should make for some interesting arguments.” Dravo chuckled.
“I gather some have already taken place?”
“Of course. But the Princess is unique. She has grown up so much. I am honored to have served her and to continue to serve her.”
“May we get through this, old friend, so we can continue the fight against evil.”
Dravo nodded as they looked out over the Venificus land.
* * * *
Antoinette felt the sensations. There was a touch to her shoulder, and her senses filled with the smell of wildflowers. “Princess,” she whispered then touched her belly where the small mound continued to grow. She had been thinking about her babies and worried for their safety after speaking with Lexi and Feldman through their link. The touch of the Goddess Charity eased her mind. She remembered that smell. It was so vivid in her mind from the night her men and their pack were attacked at the airport terminal. Storm and his black magic power had nearly killed her mates. She had raised her hands up, prepared to die to protect them, when an enormously strong force joined her own and knocked Storm down. She saw the angelic face before her nostrils filled with the scent of wildflowers as the darkness overtook her.
She had wondered why Storm had the ability to blind her with his powers while the Chosen One was present. But soon she realized that fate runs the show. She needed to prove to herself, her mates, and their packs that she loved them and was ready to become their Alpha female. She had nearly faltered under Storms power and control.
The sound of someone approaching caused her to inhale and lose the scent of wildflowers. The Princess was gone.
“Hey, are you feeling all right?” Brad asked as he turned Antoinette toward him and smiled.
“Yes, just having a little mind meeting with Lexi and Feldman.”
His eyebrows crinkled with concern.
“I’ll explain everything at breakfast.”
Brad pulled her to him and kissed her neck, nuzzling against the dip in her shoulder, making her body hum.
“We missed you in bed,” he whispered as he knelt down on the floor in front of her while he caressed her breasts through the silk nightgown she wore then lifted the material.
Antoinette closed her eyes and held Brad’s shoulders as he kissed each breast and tasted her skin. He placed his hands gently over the small lump of her belly and laid his head against it while he hugged her.
She caressed his hair as he held her close, his lips pressed against her belly skin.
“You smell like wildflowers,” he stated, and she smiled, knowing that the Chosen One had indeed been present before. She felt Antoinette’s concern for the babies and comforted them.
A peacefulness came over Antoinette as the realization set in. No matter what battle was to come, her babies would be fine, and her mates would continue to rule as Alphas.
A moment later, Brad lifted her into his arms. She held on to his neck and shoulders as he made his way through the hallway.
“Your mates are waiting,” he teased with a raise of his eyebrows as he squeezed her backside before kissing her.
* * * *
Dravo gathered some items for the Princess to wear and walked down the hallway. He nodded at a few were who were on guard, and they just seemed to size him up. He knew they weren’t happy about him being there. Truth be told, he wasn’t either. The faster he could get the Princess out of the United States and back to Europe the better. His chalet would be the perfect hideout for her. But that wasn’t going to happen. Once her identity was revealed beyond the Venificus family, things would change. Add in the factor that three Venificus brothers were her mates, and there was no way she was leaving this realm.
Releasing a sigh, he approached the door and knocked.
Luther, Dante, and Maximus stood in the center of the room talking as Dravo entered. They eyed him suspiciously, and he could feel their need to protect. Perhaps they would prove to be worthy of their positions as mates to the Princess.
“What can we do for you?” Dante asked. The were looked a hundred times better, thanks to Charity.
He walked past them, not caring that they growled and headed toward the bathroom. He could smell the Princess. It was one of his many talents as a vampire. His other ability to remain in sunlight for longer periods of time came in handy. He wouldn’t have to leave Charity alone so soon and in the hands of her mates when daylight fell upon them. But he did need rest, and for now, he had at least a few more hours.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Luther asked, practically ripping Dravo’s shirt as he stopped him.
Dravo turned and bared his teeth.
Luther growled back and gave Dravo a blasé glance at his impressive incisors.