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“Yes…fuck, yes,” she cried. Kai’s lips tore from his, her forehead falling onto his chest as she came. She struggled to stand but he held her firm around the waist, fucking her pussy.

“Ah, that’s it, my sweet little pixiu.” Jake’s cock ached as she convulsed against his body. He fell back against the steps, bringing her with him. He sucked a breath as Kai pulled down his boxers.

“That’s it…ah fuck,” Jake grunted as she slipped the broad head of his cock through her slick folds, and impaled herself on him.

Jake heard Quint call his name, and he gave Kai a devious smile as she gripped his shoulders, riding him hard. As she increased her pace, he held tight to her waist. Jesus Christ almighty, she knew exactly what she was doing, that Quint was in the next room and enjoyed every fucking second of it.

“Do you want him to see you?” Jake asked.

“I want you,” she replied, her iridescent eyes locked on his.

Jake plunged his dick into her tight pussy, his orgasm teetering on the edge. As his beautiful mate rode him, her robe fell open, exposing her breasts. Kai gave a cry, her core fisting him. She bucked, grinding her pelvis against his. Jake reached his fingers up to shush her, his thumb spearing into her mouth. She bit at his hand, writhing on his cock.

The sweet slice of pain and the glorious sight of his mate drove him over the edge. He grunted, giving a hard thrust, exploding his seed deep inside her. She continued to fuck him, milking each spasm from his body.

As she slowed her pace, Jake panted, attempting to catch his breath. He drank in the sight of his glorious mate, her heated gaze settled on his. Holy fuck, this woman will kill me. His whole life he’d been well controlled. Yet in the course of five minutes, he’d given little thought to Quintus, breakfast, or fucking her in the foyer.

He heard laughter emanating from the kitchen and knew full well Quintus had heard their entire interaction. What the fuck am I doing? Jake gave an awkward laugh. Always confident in his actions, he considered his total lack of restraint, marking Kai without even a discussion. Fucking her on the steps had seemed like a good idea at the time, but as she fumbled to close her robe, he questioned his actions.

“I’m…Jesus…sorry, Kai…” he struggled to articulate his thoughts, his body still humming with her intoxicating energy.

“Don’t be sorry. I’m not.” She leaned into him, briefly pressing her lips to his. Before he had a chance to respond, Kai pressed to her feet, giving him a sexy smile. “Hmm…something smells delicious. I’m so hungry.”

Jake chuckled in awe of his spectacular mate. “Still hungry, eh?”

“A girl’s gotta eat,” she replied, brushing her long locks behind her ears.

“Grillades and grits,” he said, shoving his dick into his shorts.

“I don’t know what that is but if it’s half as good as it smells, I want to know how to make it.”

“Ah, girl. This wolf will teach ya about the finer Cajun delicacies.”

“I’ve already had one for breakfast.” She winked, walking ahead of him. “But now I need food.”

Jake shook his head, amused by her humor. He’d had a taste of her lethal beast, and he loved her unbridled spirit. She’d given zero fucks Quintus had heard them just now. Last night he’d feasted on her while the vampire watched, and he considered how she’d enjoyed it. He looked forward to pushing her limits. While he’d shared other women, he never considered how he’d feel about doing so with his mate. Yet with her marked, he suspected he’d do it at least once to gift her with the experience, the sexual freedom he’d explored.

As he walked into the kitchen, he observed her cheeks flush as Quintus raised his glass to her. She flashed him a playful smile, quickly turning away as if she knew he’d read her thoughts. His eyes went to Quintus who gave him a broad smile. Jake laughed inwardly at the thought of being with them both. Jake was confident Quintus wouldn’t dare lay a hand on her without his direction. Despite being a dangerous son of a bitch, the vamp rode with an old school honor.

Jake’s phone buzzed and he reached for his phone. Logan’s text flashed across the screen. Get to San Diego. Stop fucking around with the girl. Need you there ASAP.

Jake glanced up at the shotgun-style house; its bright pink siding made it look as innocuous as cotton candy. On the way over to Bourbon St., he’d called Logan. His Alpha had told him that the Alpha of Anzober Wolves had been found slain in Big Sur, far away from their territory. The beta was missing and the pack was reportedly in disarray. Infighting and challenges had begun with no regard to Logan’s command to wait for their previous leader.

The car door slammed, breaking Jake’s contemplation. Kai stood behind him as Quintus joined him at his side.

“It’s hard to believe Dominique lived here,” Jake said.

Dominique Moreau.She’d been sired by Kade Issacson, and had lived in New Orleans for over a hundred years. As far as he knew, she’d always lived in Faubourg Marigny off of Frenchman Street. The spirited vampire always had a flair for the eccentric. Chic and quick-witted, the ginger had been a formidable supernatural, one to be feared and respected. But a witch, under the influence of a demon, had kidnapped and attacked her, leaving her unresponsive. Kade and Sydney had taken her under their care, seeing to her needs, but she hadn’t yet recovered.

“We probably should have talked with her ourselves,” Quintus said.

“Dom’s in no condition after what happened in New York. I know you weren’t around for the party but she was…broken. Mick beat the hell out of her. Starved her. She was pretty messed up.” Jake recalled how he’d found Dominique lying motionless in the cave, her body black and blue.

“It always amuses me when I hear a new vampire brag about their eternal life. We live forever all right, as long as the Goddess chooses to have the soles of our feet on the Earth. It’s likely the demon poisoned her. This will not be something she will easily overcome,” Quintus predicted.

“Yeah, by the looks of her, it had her several months. It’s hard to tell. My guess is he was responsible for what happened to Ilsbeth as well, but no one knows for sure. Well, you saw her.”

“The underworld is a dark, dark place, my friend. The power that emanates from above and below is beyond our comprehension. It’s why one must be careful playing with black magick.”