[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, shape-shifter, vampires, M/M, HEA]
In Dragon of a Problem, if Seth can’t take his revenge on the vampire who ruined his life, then he’ll take it on the vampire’s favorite slave. One look at Miles, however, and lust is his only thought. His mate is here, and Seth will do everything possible to keep him from returning to the vampire who enslaved him.
In A Mate the Dragon Does Not Deserve, Andrei is an alpha dragon who is not happy. Mate with one of the former slaves of the vampires? Really? Seth seems to think it will bring the two people together. Seth also thinks Andrei has been eyeing one omega in particular. Which he definitely has not! All right, maybe he has. Jesse is cute.
Marcy Jacks is a Siren-exclusive author.
DRAGON OF A PROBLEM
“Tell me where it is,” Seth growled.
Micah swallowed hard. “It’s…it’s in the master bedroom.”
Seth rolled his eyes. Of course it was. “Varrick is in there?”
Micah shook his head.
“No, his son and personal bleeder are.”
Seth’s heart soared as though it had just grown eagle wings. “His son? And personal bleeder?”
“Was he affectionate toward his bleeder?”
Sometimes vampires were known to fall in love with the omegas who gave blood to them. Giving blood was almost sexual in nature to a vampire.
And if Seth killed Varrick’s son, as well as his lover, then that would be the world’s finest vengeance.
Varrick would have to come to him at that point to seek out his own revenge, and Seth would be there to meet him, and to kill him.
“I…I think so. He favored Miles well enough,” Micah said, and his eyes widened. “But please don’t kill Miles! He’s my friend! He—”
“I’ve heard enough.”
Seth pushed the omega out of the way, back into the small group of bleeders and human guards.
“Watch them. I’ll return,” Seth snapped.
“You’re going alone?” Andrei asked.
“It’s one bleeder and a vampire cowardly enough to hide away in a safe room. What trouble could they cause?”
“How will you get them out of a safe room when we couldn’t even break through the metal plates over the windows?” Lucian called.
Seth stopped. That was a good point. He pulled out the key cards.
“I got these earlier.”
He turned back to Micah, who had just admitted he was a friend of the bleeder upstairs. “Will these work?”
The poor omega looked torn, and frightened. “You…you need a password. The keycards don’t do anything for those rooms.”
Fucking great. But he might have something else at least.
No son of Varrick would open the door at the threat against a bleeder, but another omega might.
Micah stayed frozen when Seth grabbed him by the back of the neck.
“Hey!” Stefan snapped, following after him. “What are you doing?”
“Leverage,” Seth answered, growling at his friend and not stopping his stride toward the stairs. “I thought you didn’t like this omega.”
Stefan’s eyes flew wide, color blooming across his cheeks as he growled all the way up the stairs.
“I just think there has been enough killing for one day without dragging an innocent into this, even if he is a filthy bleeder.”
Micah made a small, frightened choking noise.
Perhaps now he understood what was up Stefan’s ass. Sometimes when a male became affectionate toward another, he didn’t know how to show it other than through frustration.
“I won’t hurt him, so don’t get your panties in a bunch, but the ones in the safe room don’t need to know that.”
Stefan blinked at him, as though only now understanding what Seth was getting at.
He shook his head. “Whatever. I’m going with you.”
It might help if there was another dragon in the room to scare those two out.
It wasn’t difficult to find the master bedroom. As it happened, it was on the outer corner of this massive home and one of the few rooms that did not have a hole in the ceiling.
That explained how the pair had managed to get into the safe room to begin with.
They were likely calling for help at this very moment. Most humans didn’t know of vampires or dragons, but private companies could be somewhat knowledgeable.
Or they could have called for Varrick.
And wouldn’t that be delicious?
When they entered the room, which was more of an apartment than a bedroom, Seth immediately started looking for a camera and a wall that could possibly lead to the safe room.
Most likely the wall at the far end of the home. An illusion of sorts.
There was no camera that Seth could see, but there was a small hole in the far corner where the wall met the ceiling.
A hole that did not look as if it should be there.
“Don’t come out!” Micah shouted.
Seth slapped his hand over the omega’s mouth.
Right. He now had his entrance to the safe room.
He and Stefan looked at each other. Stephan went to the wall and began feeling around it. There was a coat hook, again, something that also looked out of place on that wall, and the bookshelf didn’t look exactly as if it was touching the ground.
Stefan pulled against the hook and bookshelf, and the entire wall began to move, swinging outwardly revealing a thick metal door.
Seth grinned. “Now we’re getting somewhere. Sorry about this,” he said to Micah, just before digging his claws into the man’s shoulder until he shouted beneath Seth’s hand from the pain.
“Come out now, or I will kill your friend in front of you. You have three seconds.”
“What?” Stefan asked, his voice deadpan.
Seth ignored his friend. He did not have the ability to calm him right now.
He clenched his fingers hard into the barely there muscle and bone of Micah’s shoulder, listening as he cried out his pain beneath Seth’s palm.
The door hissed and slowly opened. A young omega with orange-and-black-tipped ears pushed himself through the crack in the door before it had the chance to open all the way for him.
“Wait! Stop! Please!”
Stefan grabbed the door before it could fall shut on him again, and he pulled it open while the omega ran to him, stopping right in front of Seth and staring up at him as though hypnotized by what he saw.
And Seth, well, getting kicked in the balls, stomach, and head would have felt better than this, this sudden icy shock that hit him in the face the instant he caught sight, and scent, of the man in front of him, the brave little omega that rushed out into danger to save a friend.
“Say my name,” Seth commanded, pressing his thick cockhead against Miles’s pucker.
And Miles swallowed hard. “S-Seth,” he said, those pretty eyes of his flying wide when Seth added some pressure to his forward push.
Miles was tight. He hadn’t been taken in some time, and Seth could already tell he was going to need to use more strength than this.
“Say it again,” he commanded, gritting his teeth against the urge to simply shove away, regardless of the pleasure he knew he would feel.
Just because Miles was the sort of omega whose body was made for this sort of sex did not mean it would go well for him if Seth didn’t take some care.
Seth gritted his teeth against the sensation that his mate’s body was fighting against him. “Say it,” he demanded.
And his cockhead popped through the ring of muscle.
Miles’s head fell back. “Seth!”
Seth groaned, his cock sliding forward into that warm, deep space. The wet clench around his cock was wonderful, and he growled against the sudden building of heat and pleasure in the bottom of his belly.
He wanted to come. He wanted to give his mate all the pleasure he possibly could, but it was a fight even to let his cock slide all the way inside his lover, and when Seth was finally, blissfully, balls deep, he barely stopped himself from collapsing on the smaller man.
He held himself up by his trembling elbows, and even that hardly felt like enough.
“God,” Miles said, his eyes screwed tightly shut as his hands trailed over the scars on Seth’s back. “Move, please move.”
Ah, so now that Seth had made it clear to his mate that he wanted the man to speak, it seemed he wouldn’t allow himself to keep quite.
Seth liked that.
“I worried I was too rough with you just now,” he admitted, pushing himself up so he could stare down into those half-lidded blue eyes.
He would do a lot of staring into those eyes for the rest of his life. Seth never particularly liked the color blue until just now.
Now he could see how utterly perfect a color it was. Or perhaps it was this particular shade?
Miles’s answering smile made Seth’s patience all the more worth it.
“I thought you would break me, too. You’re…really big.”
Miles spoke with another cute blush on his cheeks. It was possible he was not used to freely giving compliments. Whenever a vampire master demanded compliments, well, they weren’t exactly freely given at that point.
Seth couldn’t stop the way the corner of his lips pulled up. “I like it when you compliment my size,” he admitted, canting his hips forward, pushing as deep into Miles’s body as he possibly could.
Miles sucked back a hard breath through his nose, his eyes widening when Seth pulled back again and then thrust forward.
They were shallow thrusts, made mostly to tease, and to prepare his mate for what was to really come his way in just a moment, but Seth was liking them all the same.
Seth liked the way Miles clenched his asshole around his cock, the way his body shivered when Seth did it again and again, and how small claws produced from his fingers suddenly dug into the flesh of his shoulder.
Seth grunted. The pain coupled with the pleasure spurned him on. His hips pushed back and forth harder and faster this time. There was no longer any room for small, shallow movements when he felt his orgasm right there, ready to be snatched out of the air and taken.
And from the loud shouts coming from Miles, and the way he tried to cover his mouth again, it was clear he was on his way.
“No,” Seth growled, grabbing Miles by his wrist and removing his hand from his mouth once more. “Let me hear it.”
“Oh God, I can’t,” Miles moaned, pressing his forehead against Seth’s neck and shoulder. Right in that sweet spot where the two met, where his pulse raced the fastest.
“Come for me. Don’t stop yourself,” Seth demanded. “When you come, you’re mine.”
“I’m…I’m almost there,” Miles gasped, and then every muscle in his smaller body seemed to tense. Because of their size difference, it took Seth a moment before he noticed it, though his cock was the first to feel the clench of his mate’s hole around him.
Seth groaned. The sudden grip on his cock was like an electric shock that hit him all over his body. He couldn’t stop it, the way it shook him as the most powerful orgasm he’d ever felt in his life sizzled through him.
The sweet heat of Miles’s cum as it struck him in the stomach and even on his chest, and the way he spilled his seed inside his mate, it was enough to make his inner dragon roar.
His hips canted back and forth against his will. He had no control over his body, not until he milked the last of the pleasure from his body, and even then, the strength sapped from him was massive. He trembled uncontrollably when that grip finally released.
Only then did he feel as if he could breathe, and the dragon within him rumbled, high on the pleasure and affection.
Seth kissed his mate, pressing his lips along the smooth flesh of Miles’s neck, his chest, and he couldn’t help himself from letting his tongue slid against the slim body beneath him, licking away some of the cream that had shot high on Miles’s chest.
Miles’s fingers threaded through Seth’s hair, his tiny claws scratching pleasantly against his scalp in a way that made him purr.
And he wasn’t even a cat.
A MATE THE DRAGON DOES NOT DESERVE
Lucian actually growled at him. “What do you think we are?”
The corner of Seth’s lips pulled up in a smirk. “Horny, red-blooded alphas. Just don’t go breaking any hearts.”
There were chuckles all around at that one, but Andrei was most eager to get out of there before Seth could stop him.
He already knew the alpha would want to have a little pep talk after the reminder of his wife. Andrei didn’t want the man’s reassurances, apologies, or even if he just wanted to tell Andrei to suck it up. Andrei just wanted to get back to work.
Not so easy.
“Andrei, do you have a minute?”
Andrei turned. He’d been so close to the door he could see the omegas outside the library. Scrubbing floors and dusting the halls meticulously, as if they were afraid their vampire masters would come home and find out they had been slacking off or something.
Seth’s expression remained professional as Andrei approached and the others left. The door was shut behind them, leaving him and his alpha entirely alone.
Seth eyed him from top to bottom, as if he was considering something, and Andrei wasn’t sure he liked that.
“What I said still stands. I wouldn’t force anyone to take a mate if they were uncomfortable with it, but I honestly think you should.”
That was like a kick in the stomach. Andrei managed to keep himself upright. “Come again?”
Seth’s eyes weren’t quite pitying, but it was close enough. “You’ve been alone a long time. I think having someone around to take care of you could be a good thing.”
Andrei barely held back the hard growl he wanted to let out. Maybe his alpha saw in his eyes how much he was struggling with it because Seth sighed.
“Just think about it. I know that one omega has been following you around like a lost puppy dog lately.”
“It’s because he’s a stupid kid who doesn’t know anything about being free. Looking at me like his hero isn’t the same thing as being in love. He’ll learn the difference soon enough.”
Seth scratched his chin. “Maybe, you could also be the one to teach him.”
“He’s too young.”
“He’s twenty years old. He’s no teenager.”
“Great, twenty, a couple of months ago he was a teenager.”
Seth looked him up and down, as though trying to figure out a way of saying what he wanted to say but then just spit it out.
“I’ve seen the way you look at him, too.”
Andrei abruptly turned. “Nope. Not happening.”
“I said nope. I’m noping out of here right now.”
“That’s not even a word,” Seth growled.
Andrei ignored him.
If he didn’t, he would have said or done something he definitely would have regretted.
Unfortunately, leaving the library put him back within sight of the omega in question. Jesse laughed at something one of the other male omegas said, both of them with their mops in hand, wolf ears sticking up high on top of their heads, and without a care in the world.
Jesse’s wolf ears were a plain gray color. Nothing special, but it was the way they stuck out of his sand-blond hair that brought about the color contrast.
It did make him look good, but the fact that he looked good and that Andrei was lonely didn’t mean he didn’t know how to keep his hands to himself.
The others could find their mates among the omegas if it made them feel so great. Otherwise, he didn’t know why he had to think about this.
Jesse blinked and, as though realizing he was being watched, suddenly looked up at Andrei.
Andrei…couldn’t look away. He wasn’t even sure why he was being compelled to just stare at the man. Mostly, he wanted Jesse to be the first to avert his eyes, but he wouldn’t do that either.
There had been a time when Jesse had been afraid of Andrei, and yet still the omega had followed him around anyway, as if he was more curious than scared.
Andrei wished he would just go back to being scared so he wouldn’t have to deal with this stupid bullshit anymore.
He glared at the omega, showing off his teeth and letting a little rumble come from his throat just for good measure, just to make sure the young man knew to back off and stop with his puppy-eyes bullshit.
Those gray ears tensed on top of his head, standing just a little bit taller out of his hair. His gray tail puffed out. Andrei wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but at least he had the man’s attention, and at the very least, he hoped he was getting his message across.
He wanted the guy to stop it with his stupid crush because there was no universe in which Andrei was interested.
He turned and walked away. A sharp bite of guilt got him in the chest, but he ignored it.
It was better this way. Better to not let himself start thinking about things he shouldn’t be and better to let that kid off the hook.
Andrei wasn’t the sort of person anyone would want to be saddled with. No young man in the prime of his life, with everything now going for him, recently freed from captivity, who could do anything he wanted, would really want to get stuck with someone who had the amount of baggage Andrei was carrying around.
It wasn’t fair to expect Jesse to know what he wanted, not when his eyes were clouded with ideas of heroism and whatever else he thought about whenever he looked at Andrei.
He needed to smell him. He needed to taste him. Fuck, it was so stupid because before meeting Jesse he never would have thought he would feel an attraction to another man.
And yet here he was, desperate to see this one naked. The sight of Jesse’s cock as it sprang free from his pants was a sight that made moisture fill his mouth. Andrei couldn’t look away, and he was compelled to lean down and put his wet lips around the head.
He couldn’t see Jesse’s face from this position, but he felt the jump of his hips, heard the sound of his gasp, and that was the sound of pleasure that he could understand no matter who he was in bed with.
It was so comforting and familiar to hear that it allowed him to sink his lips deeper around the head of Jesse’s cock until he had almost the entire shaft in his mouth.
He stopped just after the halfway point, feeling his throat resist.
Andre pulled back just then, not feeling up to testing his luck.
And Jesse moaned as though Andrei’s mouth was still around his cock. He thrust his hips forward, his dick searching for more friction. When he didn’t get it, he moaned. “No, please. Don’t stop. I want that. More of that.”
“Well, that’s just too damned bad for you, isn’t it?” Andrei pushed himself to his knees. “This is a mistake.”
Jesse’s eyes flew wide. He reached out, grabbing onto Andrei’s shoulders. “No, no. It’s not a mistake.”
Andrei growled. “What do you know about it?”
Jesse blinked at him as if he didn’t know how to answer that but then said the first thing that popped into his head. “I know that I need you. Please, you can’t just do what you did and kick me out.”
It was cruel to ask, but at the same time, he was curious. He wanted to know how much Jesse actually wanted this, and he wanted to know why.
And it seemed the younger man couldn’t exactly think of what he wanted to say without stuttering about it, making a fool of himself. “I don’t…I don’t know, just, for the love of God, fuck me, please.”
It was the begging that did it. For anyone else, it would have been a turn-off. It should have been a turn-off right here.
But with Jesse…something just clicked.
If Jesse wanted it so badly, then who was he to deny the man?
Seth was right. Jesse was no child, and it didn’t matter what his past was. He was a free adult with agency over his own actions. If he regretted this later, then that would be of no concern of Andrei’s.
Jesse moaned, his wolf ears stiffening and flicking as Andrei attacked his neck with his lips and tongue. Sucking on the spot where Jesse’s pulse throbbed along his throat. His tail thumped against the bed beneath him, and his hips thrust forward, tentatively at first, but then his courage seemed to finally show itself as he humped wildly against Andrei’s body, his cock desperately searching for fiction.
And Andrei fucking loved it. He loved it more than he thought he should.
Andrei grabbed Jesse by his hips, yanking him up and pulling his ass into his lap.
Andrei moaned. The touch of naked flesh against his hard cock… the shaft throbbed painfully. The pleasure that came after was even better, too much for him to simply ignore. Andrei gritted his teeth, canting his hips and thrusting his cock between Jesse’s cheeks.
The pleasure… oh God, it was too good for it to be right. This had to be wrong on some level, but he didn’t care. He didn’t care so long as he got more of it.
Jesse’s hand came down to his hard, curved erection. He curled his fingers around his dick and closed his eyes as he stroked.
Andrei couldn’t look away from such an amazing sight. Once again, something that should not have called to him on such a primal level did. Watching Jesse pleasure himself, watching his wolf ears twitch, his cheeks turn a dark shade of pink, and his mouth fall open, revealing his tiny wolf fangs…it did something to him. Andrei’s gut clenched.
This wasn’t going to end like this. He needed more. He needed so much more than this, than dry humping each other until they came.
Andrei needed to be inside Jesse, to fuck him, to make it so that Jesse never forgot this moment for as long as he lived.
“Turn around,” Andrei growled. “Get on your hands and knees.”
God, he’d been with others since Mandy’s death, but never with another man and never with this level of desperation and want.
Thank God that Jesse did as he was told in short order, not hesitating for too long. Otherwise, Andrei didn’t know what he would have done to get the man to cooperate.
He wasn’t sure he wanted to think about it. It was getting too dark. The instincts rushing through him were the kinds he wasn’t used to dealing with.
If fucking this omega would alleviate this strange sensation pulsing trough him, then so be it.
“Like this?” Jesse asked, and the way he glanced over his shoulder at Andrei was beyond fucking sexy.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice raspy, breath heavy.
He couldn’t help but touch him. His fingers reached out, pressing against Jesse’s pucker, stroking, watching as the man shivered.
Andrei had anal sex before, so he knew what to do. It wasn’t as if he was walking into this blind, but again, he was fascinated with how Jesse reacted to his touch.
It made him wonder how much he could touch him, how much he could stroke and tease him before he couldn’t contain himself anymore and came.
That was something he definitely wouldn’t mind seeing.
Andrei wiggled his fingers slightly against the man’s hole, watching as Jesse moaned.