Page 108 of Those That Defy the Realm

“You really are a vampire?” I look at my female in awe. “Are you okay with that?”

Claire gives me a beaming smile. “I am. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty sure I’m going to need time to process everything that’s happened in the last few days, it really hasn’t hit me yet. But I had decided to turn already. I ran because of what I thought Henry did, because I needed some time to come to terms with ending my human life. But I had settled on turning before I went to the ranch that morning. I want this, I want to embrace my true heritage.”

I don’t reply, I simply lean down and kiss her, taking her lips in a soft kiss before opening fully and pushing my tongue into her mouth. I wrap my tongue with hers, feeling her melt into me. Before I can get lost entirely, I pull back, stroking her fangs and making her shiver.

“I love you,” I whisper as I pull back.

“I love you too,” she tells me. “And I want to claim my mates.”

Henry and I lock eyes for a second before I look back at my female. “Are you sure?” I ask.

“I’m sure,” Claire says with absolute conviction. “I don’t want to wait, I love you, both of you. This is what we’ve all wished for, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” Henry answers without a heartbeat of hesitation. “Not being able to sense either of you drives me crazy. I hate that I have no idea how you are when we’re apart. I know you're my forever, and I know we still have stuff to work out but I can’t breathe whenever either of you isn’t by my side.”

“You already know that I’m yours,” I tell Claire, giving her another quick kiss before straightening to look at my man. “And I believe I told you, you simply have to ask.”

Henry’s eyes soften, and I’m hit with the look he gave our girl earlier. It’s so potent I have to swallow back the emotion rising in me. “Will you, Ash? Will you become my mate?”

“I would love nothing more,” I say before leaning forward and kissing him as well.

“Okay, then. How do we do this? I know the basics, I think. But you’ll both have to guide me through it.” Claire steps away from our sides and moves the short distance across the room to the queen sized bed, stripping out of her hoodie as she goes. Her tits bounce as she turns to face us, from where she’s now kneeling on the bed.

My dick immediately springs to life, it’s an instinctual response at this point to seeing either of my mates in any form of undress. And let’s face it, in most states of dress as well.

The blood momentarily halts in its journey to my groin as my eyes clock the injuries on Claire’s arms. The pink scars look sealed, but fresh, and I’m faced with how close I was to losing her.

I’m on the bed in an instant, my own jumper and shirt hitting the floor, and gathering my female into my arms so I can get my lips on her skin.

“Er… you don’t mean right this second, right?” We both turn to see Henry looking flushed, and a little flustered, still standing by the door.

“Why not?” I ask, seeing zero reasons to delay this.

“Because I doubt these walls are anywhere near soundproof, and we’re in the middle of the ocean, on a boat with half the team from the authorities and our pack.”

Glancing back at my girl in my arms, she gives me a playful smirk, telling me she’s on board. “It’s barely half the authorities team, there’s like three of them. And the pack won’t care.”

There’s not a single member who hasn’t heard Ty and Rory multiple times. Gods, I’m surprised there isn’t a tally chart at this point. But the point is nobody cares.

Henry still looks hesitant. Bless him, he looks so torn. I can see the want in his eyes, but his responsible side is another part that I love about him.

Claire pulls away from me and moves to the edge of the bed, reaching out to take his hand. “I don’t want to wait. But I will if you’re that uncomfortable about it.” She lifts his fingers to her mouth and kisses the back of his knuckles.

I try a different tactic. “Don’t you want everyone to know that she’s ours? That no one and nothing will separate us again? Let them hear me claim you, make you mine.”

Henry’s eyes blaze as I push at his possessive side.

Claire runs her free hand up Henry’s thigh before outlining his cock, stroking him through the thick material of the joggers. Even from further back on the bed however, I can see his erection grow immediately under her touch. Her eyes trail up his body and watch his face for any indication that he wants her to stop. However, his eyes never leave mine.

“Keep talking,” he softly growls at me as Claire takes it one step further and nuzzles her face into his crotch, showing me a delectable view of her ass as she leans forward.

“Which way do you want it, Henry? Me buried to the hilt inside you after I lube up using our female, or me riding that magnificent cock of yours as you sink your fangs into my veins?” Gods, my own words are getting me so hot I have to palm my aching shaft. Claire also chooses this moment to rip Henry’s joggers down over his hips, his dick springing free and hitting his stomach a moment before Claire wraps her hand around the base and guides the wet tip into her waiting mouth.

Henry nearly buckles with pleasure, his abs rippling and his hands finding the back of our girl’s head, grabbing fistfuls of her hair.

“Fuck,” he groans sinfully.

“I think he’s on board now, darling,” I say to my future mate as I walk on my knees across the mattress, my patience at an end with not having my hands on either one of them.