Mitch loved making the vampire plus lose control. It didn’t happen often but when it did, Mitch felt like a god.
“Kiss him,” Mitch ordered Wylder.
Wylder attacked Alek’s mouth.
Mitch undid the towel around Alek’s waist, revealing his hard cock.
Across from them, Theo had his knees planted on the bed as Dario thrust gently into his mouth.
Reaching into the nightstand, Mitch pulled out two bottles of lube. He tossed one toward Dario and Theo as he opened the other with his teeth. He coated his fingers before trailing the slick across Alek’s entrance. He pushed one finger inside as Alek lifted his hips.
The entire time, Wylder kept kissing their vampire.
The boy was good at following directions after all. Mitch would fuck him next if Wylder could keep from coming. He’d already gotten relief once that night when he’d gone to collect Theo before the game. None of them would have known if it wasn’t for the blush on Theo’s face as he stammered an apology about making them wait. The wildcat was so fucking adorable.
Alek was already pushing back against Mitch’s finger so he added the second and scissored him. He was big enough that proper preparation couldn’t be skipped. It would kill Mitch to ever hurt one of his mates. And Alek didn’t bottom often. But when he did, it was one hell of a ride.
Adding more lube, Mitch shoved three fingers deep inside Alek’s hole.
Alek ripped his mouth from Wylder as he cried out in pleasure.
He was so fucking ready to go but Mitch wouldn’t rush this.
“I’m good!” Alek claimed. “Come on.”
Twisting his fingers, Mitch found that special spot inside and pressed down.
Alek jerked up and grabbed the back of Mitch’s neck, yanking him forward so hard that his fingers went even deeper.
“Fuck me now,” Alek growled out with glowing red eyes.
Mitch’s own demon pushed to the surface.
“Change,” Alek commanded. “You want to take me in your natural form?”
Mitch froze.
Alek shook his head as if he was clearing his thoughts. “You do, don’t you?”
“It’s fine,” Mitch promised. “I want you like this.”
“I can take it,” Alek replied. “Change.”
“I might hurt you.” Mitch shared his concern.
“You won’t.” Alek dug his fingers in. “Change.”
Allowing his human glamour to drop, transforming into his natural form.
Wylder hummed. “I love seeing you like this.”
Growing a foot taller wasn’t the only change. His cock was bigger as well. And he had claws, a horn, and his skin turned colors. It was freeing. Not only to not hold the glamour any longer but to be accepted by his mates.
“I need your help,” Mitch rumbled to Wylder.
“You want me to finish prepping him? To take that massive dick of yours?” Wylder asked.
Mitch nodded. It was harder to speak in this form with his fangs.
