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The Pack's Rebels Eye of the Storm
Havermouth, Present TimeThe warehouse Jules had chosen for their new accommodation was more modern that Leighton’s, and the offices at the top of the stairs were cleaner. If they’d had power, they would have also had heating and air conditioning, Rhett noted as he carried the office chair out and down the stairs, following Talen and Heath who carried the office desk and a filing cabinet as if they weighed nothing.They took them down to the main factory floor, where Harry and Jules had placed other furniture that they had cleaned out of the other office upstairs and had piled the supplies that they had claimed from the communal pile in Leighton’s warehouse.“We should… talk,” Rhett said as Heath and Talen turned to leave, blocking their way. “About this,” he gestured to Heath. “And what this means for us.”Heath’s shoulders stiffened and he turned to walk over to the window, the golden sunlight falling down and lighting his hair. He looked awfully like an angel for someone who had to
The Pack's Rebels Harry's Present
Havermouth, Present TimeHarry was fussing around in the room, and Jules hovered out in the hallway uncertainly. He was almost certain that he wasn’t misinterpreting Harry’s behaviour, and yet, there was a disbelief that froze him into place. Did anyone get third chances? He asked himself. It sure felt like a third chance, that buzz under the skin, that instant arousal that stiffened his c-ck and tightened within his stomach. It was not something he had ever expected to experience again.As a young alpha, like all alphas, he had taken many lovers amongst the humans, but he had been in love only twice.Aiden had been human and Jules’ first male lover – the combination of youth and a lover that he had known the pack would find taboo twice over had heightened their time together. It had been beautiful, wild, and passionate. And too brief.He had been a coward, he knew. In many ways, Cameron was like a better version of himself, he thought, turning his head to the office on the opposite s
The Pack's Rebels Healing Tom
Havermouth, Present TimeGreg was by the front windows of the apartment that looked out over the street when Sigrid left the bathroom, shaking with cold and wrapped in the bathrobe that she had found hanging on the back of the door. She crossed to stand beside him, following his gaze. “Trouble?” She asked seeing a group of Van Helsings by a black 4WD consulting and pointing down the street.“They searched the shop where Tom was shot,” Greg replied. “They left the body there and now they’re talking openly on the street…” He shook his head in disapproval. “It shows no regard for their fallen comrade, and no environmental awareness. They are not worried about snipers, at the very least.”“Hmm,” she looked up at him. The light filtered through the sheer curtains that kept them from the view from the street casting lines of shadow across his features that made the focus of his expression seem harsh.She did not know her werewolves well, and they were vastly different men to those that she
The Pack's Rebels Harry Takes What They Want
Havermouth, Present TimeJules’ heels hit the softness of the mattress and he staggered and would have fallen if Harry’s finger hadn’t been hooked into his shirt.“Oh, no,” Harry grinned. “You’re not getting away. I’ve been waiting a very long time for my person.”Jules’ breath caught and he forgot to swallow for a moment. Was he Harry’s person? Was Harry his? It had happened so quickly, that flash of recognition, that burn of desire… He had been so busy thinking about whether it was possible, he hadn’t considered what it would mean.When Jules had been a young alpha, he would never have contemplated a vampire as a mate. It would have been unthinkable, as unthinkable as a human, as unthinkable as a man. He knew that Cameron had struggled with his relationship with the Triquetra because the pack still found such things unthinkable, but… Jules was older, tougher, and his tolerance for the pack’s biases had diminished over the years.He’d ceased thinking about his desires as being his fa
The Pack's Rebels Some Things Change, Others Stay The Same
Havermouth, Present TimeTalen lifted Rhett’s t-shirt from him, and the cloth tugged Rhett’s hair free of the tie he’d used to catch it back from his face. He’d be searching for that later, Rhett thought ruefully as he emerged from the top with his hair tumbling around his face, as there was no longer an unlimited supply of the f-king things. However, he wasn’t about to interrupt the vampire undressing him in pursuit of an escaped hair tie, and so he reached up to scrape his hair back from his face.“Hmm,” Talen touched the biceps that had bunched in Rhett’s motion and the stroked down the centerline of Rhett’s body. “You have lost weight, dokkalfar.”Rhett tucked his chin to his chest to look down at himself. “Yeah, between being sick from the bite, and then the gym…” He agreed. “But I think we’re all a bit on the lean side at the moment,” he added defensively.“True,” Talen’s fingers dug into Rhett’s hair cupping his skull, and drawing him to him. “Something we have to work on. None
The Pack's Rebels Necessary Acts of Violence
Havermouth, Present Time“Come here little demon,” Talen sat with his back against the wall and patted his lap and Cameron scooped Aislen up in his arms, crawling the couple of steps to deposit her onto Talen’s lap. Talen stroked his cheek against hers, the bristles that were firmly taking hold of his jaw, slowly turning him back into the man that she had originally met in the pub in what felt so long ago, biting into her skin like miniature vampire teeth, seeking blood.“You’re all raspy, daddy,” she teased him, and he chuckled under his breath. He hooked her knees hooked just above his, spreading her thighs, and encouraging her to lean back against his chest. Cameron did not miss the opportunity sliding forward on his stomach as sinuous and leanly muscled as a snake, kissing his way up her inner thighs as he nudged their legs wider with his shoulders.The contact with both of her mates flooded her mind with their thoughts, and she welcomed their presence as she had in the car. Separ
The Pack's Rebels A Good Man
Havermouth, Present TimeMeguitte lay on her side of the table staring up at the ceiling. The walls between the offices were thin, and the ceiling the suspended foam tile type, the combination of which mean that it seemed that every moan and groan was amplified in their room.She had grown up in a single room hut, where her mother’s bed had been separated by a curtain, and her own bed had been a blanket and cushion before the fireplace. She had never known her father, he had gone before she was old enough to form memories. Died, her mother had officially said, but Meguitte had always suspected that her mother had not known who had sired Meguitte, or had not been married to him, as her mother had always supplemented the income from her midwifery by servicing the husbands of her patients.Men’s bodies had never been unfamiliar to Meguitte as a result as the men who came made no effort to hide their bodies as they dressed to leave. In fact, more than a few had tried to hire Meguitte rath
The Pack's Rebels Jules and Harry Fall In Lust
Havermouth, Present TimeHarry tossed their hair back, rising over Jules in a glory of gold and muscle as they straddled his hips, pinning Jules’ c-ck against his body and grinding into it. Jules moaned, stroking his hands up Harry’s thighs and closing his hand over Harry’s c-ck. Harry laughed, a delighted, breathless sound the rang in the room and they closed their hand over Jules’ gently guiding him and sharing their pleasure.Jules’ was awash in sensation. Harry’s balls were a soft heavy weight on his own and the undersides of their c-cks were pressed tightly together with every rock of Harry’s hips as they rode Jules like a horse, the muscles in their thighs shifting with the movement, and the tails of their hair brushing over Jules’ skin as they lifted their jaw, eyes closing, decadently revelling in their bodies together.There was a tube of lube on the mattress next to Jules’ chest, Harry having generously applied it between them both, the cold of it and the playful grin on Har
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