The Alphas' Bliss (9 page)

Bliss

I
walked into the sitting room to find Micha sitting at the bar and Devin behind it raising their glasses in a toast. To what, I wasn’t sure. Maybe it was their manliness. I snorted silently. Yes, I was being bitchy but with both of them in the room that damn electrical buzz in my blood was in overdrive and I was too tired to deal with it tonight.

“What are you doing here Devin?” I asked tiredly walking into the room. I just wanted to have some dinner then climb into bed and sleep for, oh, like twelve hours straight.

He came around the bar, coming to me in long strides. When he reached out and touched my cheek, it felt like lightning struck me. I gasped.

“You feel it too,” he said simply watching me with those shining blue eyes.

“I do, but it doesn’t mean anything,” I was defiant.

He laughed taking a step closer. We were almost touching. “It means everything,” he said gruffly, running his thumb over my lower lip. My tongue reached out and touched the digit. He smiled, showing me his elongated curved fangs.

“I’m Micha’s mate.”

He nodded. “Your mine also.” His big palm rested against my neck, his thumb rubbing against the pulse located there. My body heated, his mark on my wrist tingled. I closed my eyes for a moment, breathing deep. He smelled so good. Like dark spices. He stepped closer, his body now against mine. He leaned down so that his cheek rested against mine, the rough texture of his beard rubbing against my soft skin.

“You feel the pull to me. You get aggressive when I’m near. Your blood grows thick, heavy, and it heats up making you hot. Right now you don’t know if you want to kiss me, fuck me, bite me, slap me or do it all. It’s the same pull you feel toward Micha, just not as aggressive. Am I right?”

I nodded absently, swaying against him. He’d somehow wrapped his arms around me and started this slow swaying motion as he rubbed my back, threaded his fingers through my hair, kissed my temple, my ear, my cheek. He growled when I pressed against the impressive bulge trapped against my belly.

“You’re mine just as much as you are Micha’s, Bliss. I want you, I need you just as much,” he growled low before he took my lips in a biting kiss. It was rough and aggressive and I loved every minute of it. He pulled my head back by my hair and I growled biting at his tongue. He laughed avoiding my fangs.

A loud knock on the suite door caused me to jump away from Devin and look around the room. What the hell was I doing? Why was I allowing Devin to kiss me and why the hell was I enjoying it? Oh god, Micha. What would he think? Micha was at the door opening it up to allow one of the night servants to push in a cart filled with covered dishes. He pushed it to the little alcove where the dining room table was set up then bowed low to Micha and exited.

Micha came to me and pulled me into his arms. He kissed my temple, hugging me tightly. “You are a sensual little vampire minx, but you are also a feisty little wolf. Let’s eat.” He pulled me to the table where I fell into a chair totally bewildered. What just happened?

Dinner consisted of fried chicken, rolls, potato salad, and baked beans. The guys dug into their meals like starving men. They talked about problems both were having in their respective territories and acted like they were the best of friends and nothing had just happened moments earlier. I was still reeling from Devin’s kisses and the fact that Micha hadn’t objected.

“Eat, Bliss,” Devin instructed from next to me. I looked down at my plate noticing that he’d deboned a piece of chicken for me. How thoughtful.

I forked a piece of the meat and placed it in my mouth. It was mouth wateringly delicious. My stomach growled loudly. Micha laughed, handing over a roll. “I think you are hungry sweetheart.”

And so the rest of dinner went. They fed me. Micha would spoon feed me bites of potato salad, Devin the baked beans. Devin deboned another piece of chicken and Micha gave me another roll. I finally held my hand up. “Guys no more, I’m stuffed. Thank you.”

Devin cupped my cheek. “Are you sure you are satisfied baby?”

“Mmm. Yes. That was delicious. I couldn’t eat another bite.” I leaned my head into his big palm relaxing into his touch. Devin seemed so concerned about my comfort it was really sweet and endearing. The bastard. I wanted to hate him. I really did, but found myself liking him instead.

Micha took my hand and gave it a slight tug. I turned to him with a smile. “Come, let’s go relax on the couch. I’ll put a movie in,” he said pulling me from my chair. Devin was close behind me as Micha led me to the couch. Devin sat, pulling me close to his side leaving enough space for Micha on the other side of me. I shrugged, curling into his side, pulling my feet up onto the couch. He was so warm and that spicy scent was filling my nose again. My head rested on his chest, just below his chin.

Micha returned to the couch after putting a movie into the blue ray player, pulling my feet onto his lap. He began to massage them, just as Devin started to massage my scalp. I began to melt into the couch. Sweet Jesus, they were going to turn me into a puddle of goo. I had no idea what was on the large screen television and I didn’t care. My eyes drifted closed and I floated on a cloud of pleasure. At some point Devin slipped from underneath me and was replaced by Micha, my head resting on his lap. I opened my eyes to see his handsome face smiling down at me.

“We are going to make you feel good baby,” he said flashing his fangs at me.

“You always make me feel good Micha,” I told him with a smile. Just then I noticed that Devin was unbuttoning the silk shirt I’d put on after my shower. I startled, reaching for his hands.

“What are you doing?” I held his wrist stopping his movements. His shining blue eyes locked onto mine. He came up to my body so we were face to face. He rubbed his whiskered chin against my cheek, much like dogs rub muzzles, before kissing my lips.

“I’m taking off your shirt baby,” he said simply with his bad boy grin. “Let go of my wrists.”

“No,” I said simply shaking my head. “No,” I said again.

He brought his hands up to my face and cupped it gently, with my hands still attached to his wrists. “Are you afraid?”

I nodded.

“Of me?” I nodded.

“Because I’m wolf?” Again with the nod.

“Do you think I will hurt you?” Another nod.

“Did I hurt you earlier?” he asked gently. I shook my head.

“Do you think Micha would allow me to hurt you?” Another shake. He kissed me then, gently, sweetly, just a soft press of the lips. I slowly released his wrists.

“Earlier, before dinner, did I make you feel good? Did you enjoy what we did?” His voice grew gruff, his body harder against mine.

“Yes” I whispered.

He nuzzled me again, this time nipping at my earlobe, making me jump. “I’d like to do it again baby. I so want to make you feel good. I love touching you. Trust me just a little bit Bliss. Please baby,” he asked sincerely.

Micha ran his fingers through my hair tugging on it lightly. I looked up at him. His eyes were fluorescent blue, his fangs elongated. He didn’t look angry though. He looked turned on. I lifted my left arm and cupped his hard chin. He kissed the inside of my wrist, gently biting the throbbing pulse.

“You are so beautiful Bliss laid out for Devin’s pleasure. I love seeing you like this. I never thought it would excite me to watch another man pleasure my mate but I find myself enjoying it immensely. I know he’ll take care of you and give you so much pleasure. I want to watch you come. Let him baby. Let him pleasure you.”

I looked at Devin who was watching me closely. He looked pained, a little worried and a lot turned on. He was so handsome and had been nothing but attentive and sweet to me. I reached out with my right hand and cupped his strong jaw.

“Kiss me Devin.” I didn’t have to ask twice. He descended on me like a starved man. He kept most of his weight off me as to not crush me but his lips, god those lips were glued to mine. I felt Micha slip out from under me, and Devin slipped his arms in his place. He pulled me against his upper body, laying me more firmly on the couch, so he could slip solidly between my thighs.

Devin pulled away, coming up on his knees between my thighs, looking down at me. I licked my lips when he tore his shirt off revealing all that golden skin. A light spattering of hair covered his chest and made a single line down to his belly button disappearing behind the button of his fly. The large bulge where the hair ended caught my attention and I couldn’t resist running my fingers against it, cupping it, squeezing it. Devin growled low in his throat.

“Sweet Jesus, Bliss, baby, you’ve got to stop or you’ll make me come,” he hissed.

I smiled, giving that rock solid bulge one more squeeze. Devin grabbed the lapels of my silk shirt and ripped it apart. Buttons flew across the room in every direction. Panting I felt my heat ramp up, my back bow and my blood near boiling. My panties were soaked and my breast ached inside the restrictive bra I had on. That was one thing I didn’t have to worry about for long, because it soon met the same fate as my shirt. Devin just ripped the thing down the front.

“Sit up baby,” he instructed. Once I was prone he pulled the shirt and bra off my shoulders and threw them to the floor. His eyes focused on my breasts and he growled, his fangs dripped.

I don’t know what possessed me but I lay back down on the couch, bowing my back as I cupped my breast in my hands. “Come taste me mate.”

Devin howled and lunged for me. I laughed. I couldn’t believe I laughed. His mouth attached to first one nipple sucking hard, then switched to the other, giving it the same treatment. I jumped when his fangs nicked the sensitive skin. Micha was there in a heartbeat.

“I need to taste you Bliss,” his voice was strained, hard. Devin grinned, and moved away, pulling my yoga pants down as he moved down my body. Micha sucked my nipple into his mouth, licking the small sting. If I didn’t know better, I’d think Devin did it on purpose.

“Oh god Micha, harder,” I begged. He complied. I knew I’d have a mark there in the morning but I didn’t care. I was on fire. My skin, my blood, burned. I wanted both their marks on me. “Micha, bite me. I need to feel your fangs in me.”

Micha growled deep. “Don’t ask for that Bliss. Anything but that.”

Devin kissed my hip bones, nipping them hard, making me lift my hips and simultaneously spread my thighs. His hands gripped my buttocks lifting me to the level of his mouth.

“Don’t deny your mate her wish Micha,” Devin said harshly. I looked down to where he was positioned and trembled. I knew what he was going to do and I couldn’t wait for it. Why was he waiting?

“Devin?” I asked hesitantly.

“Hmm, baby?” he nuzzled me, blowing hot air on my extended little nub making me shake in his hands.

“Is something wrong?” I asked trying to close my legs. I was growing self-conscious. His low growl had me ceasing the action.

“Stop right there mate. Nothing is wrong. I’m waiting on Micha to decide if he’s going to participate or not.”

He and Micha looked at each other and some silent communication passed between them because they struck together. Micha’s fangs struck deep into my breast above my heart and Devin’s tongue stabbed deep into my body. I screamed at the double penetration and came instantly.

My body bowed deeply and I felt my fangs extend in my mouth biting into my lower lip. Micha pulled deeply at my breast, swallowing my blood and moaning hard. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and he shook in my arms. Devin wasn’t letting up on my pussy. He kept my orgasm coming, spasm after spasm overtaking my body.

I could hear myself begging them but I didn’t know what I was begging for. They seemed to understand though because Devin pushed two fingers inside me and began pumping them hard and fast while Micha reached over and gripped my other breast, thumbing my nipple. He pinched my nipple hard, tugging on it, extending it. It was all just this side of painful and I was reveling in it. The pleasure though, god, the pleasure was going to kill me.

Micha pulled his fangs from me, licking the wound closed. He took my nipple into his mouth rubbing his fangs against the extended peak, making me tremble. I gripped his hair tightly in my fist, pulling his mouth away.

“Kiss me Micha,” I demanded.

He grinned showing me how long his fangs had extended but they didn’t scare me. I needed his tongue. I needed that special taste that came just from him to fill my senses. He didn’t hesitate. He took my lips in a grinding, rough, passionate kiss that left me panting.

Devin slid a third finger inside me, making the already tight fit, tighter and I groaned. He sucked on my clit again, making my hips press against his mouth of their own accord. Micha played with my breast while he watched Devin finger fuck me.

“God Bliss, you are so beautiful laid out like this for us,” Micha groaned. He lowered his hand to my mound, tweaking my clit. It had come out of its hood and was completely exposed.

I thrashed my head back and forth. My orgasm was just out of reach. I couldn’t get there and I didn’t know why. “Oh god, please more, Devin, more!” I begged him. I was on fire; I was burning up alive. My blood was boiling in my veins and I was going to die if they didn’t do something to make it stop. I needed them, both of them. They were my mates and they’d promised to take care of me and see to all of my needs.