For five hundred years, vampires Nathaniel and Michael have loved each other. But without their third mate, they feel empty and incomplete.
Lady Margaret Tonnington is a recent widow who has finally got some control over her life. The last thing she wants or expects are two male vampires, both claiming to need her. She is shocked by the strength of their passion for each other and wants to be a part of that love.
But Michael and Nathaniel want to bind her to them forever. Margaret is hesitant to change her life and fights to stay human. A compromise will be almost impossible, however it is essential for her vampire mates' lives that she does.
Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), m/m sex, rimming, voyeurism
Excerpt:
“You
fucking bastard!” Michael spat at Nathaniel, his thirst so high his fangs were
extended and wouldn’t retract.
Nathaniel
ignored him as they walked through the streets searching for someone to feed
on. Michael knew that he needed blood, now. Anyone would do.
His skin
was clammy, and his thirst burnt his throat. It felt like someone had set his
oesophagus alight.
He and
Nathaniel had been searching for a sweet smelling female for him to feed on
when he had smelled Margaret. He had moved before he had decided he needed to
follow her. Never had he smelled anyone like her, the magnetic pull, irresistible.
Even with Nathaniel in the beginning, he had never felt anything like it.
Michael
groaned and dug his fingernails into his hands. He couldn’t decide which
emotion was stronger. To feed or fuck? Thanks to deprivation and the arrival of
their mate, he needed both so badly.
They heard
a woman scream and took off at a run. They found a dirty smelling gentleman
forcing himself on a woman who looked like a whore in an alley. It was easy to
see that she was not complying.
Nathaniel
reached the woman at the same time as Michael grabbed the disgusting man.
Michael sank
his fangs into the man’s throbbing artery, and sweet, lovely blood flowed into
his starved body. He groaned and pulled the man closer, his cock hardening.
He drank
and drank, his thirst unquenchable, and for once, Michael didn’t care. This man
did not deserve to live.
Nathaniel
stepped up behind him and gently but persistently pulled his head back.
Michael
found a shred of humanity still left in his soul. So he disengaged, and the
unconscious, but still alive, man slid to the ground. He looked around. The
whore was gone. Nathaniel must have taken her back to the house she came from.
His thirst
now quenched, his rock-hard cock now had priority. He looked at his mate. His
beautiful, generous, far too controlled mate.
“I need
you.”
Nathaniel
laughed and stepped closer. He dropped his hand down to Michael’s cock and
rubbed it hard.
Michael’s
breath hissed out between his teeth, and his eyes slid closed. If his mate
would just continue doing that, he would come in no time. But no, his mate had
other ideas.
Nathaniel
whispered into his ear. “I don’t want another alley-way fuck, my love. We have
found our third. Let us go home and celebrate.”
Michael
shook with his desire but forced it down. His lover was right, and they both
deserved more than what his body had in mind.
He turned
in Nathaniel’s arms and kissed him. He slid his tongue along Nathaniel’s and rubbed
his body against Nathaniel’s hardening one.
“You are
right. We are soon to be complete. Let’s go.”
Michael
grabbed Nathaniel’s hand, and they ran home. Once there, they kissed and licked
every inch of each other’s skin and took turns fucking each other.
They were
insatiable, the nervous energy working through their systems in different ways.
Michael wanted to go back to Margaret and claim her, turn her so that they
could be together forever. But he also knew why Nathaniel wanted to wait, and a
small part of him silently thanked his mate for being the reasonable one.
The both
came several times before sunrise, finally collapsing due to sheer exhaustion
and the bliss of knowing they had found their third.
Before
Michael passed out that night he realised Nathaniel was right. Margaret needed
to join them willingly. Fall in love with them. And that would mean they would
have to woo her, God help us.
About Tamsin
Tamsin Baker is an Aussie girl who only found erotic romance about ten months ago. Before that she read sexy romance, skipping the plot looking for the ‘good bits.’ Since then she have written and obtained 14 contracts of varying lengths with erotic romance and erotica. She absolutely LOVES reading and writing it! She have two other jobs, kids and a hubby too, but writing is a passion that she has to indulge, for fear of insanity.
M/M is a passion of hers so even in her menage stories, there is always M/M. Female domme is a fun one to write too, but she is open to all genres. One step at a time she is learning to read more and write more. Soon she’ll have stories published in every sub genre of erotic romance – or that is her aim anyway.
That cover really grabbed my attention! Sounds fab :)
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