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Everyone knew this. Yet, someone was still poking at him.
There was a deep, warm chuckle and Bel luxuriated in the sound. It was like rich hot chocolate for his ears.
“Come on, Bel. Get up,” Wyatt prodded, laughter filling his tone.
“Why?” Bel whined, but at least it was partially muffled by the pillow pressed to his face.
A hand landed on his hip and squeezed through the fluff of feathers. “Because the sun has already set, and you need to start your day. We want to spend some time with you.”
Hmmmm…time with his mates was one of the few things that was more enticing than sleeping.
But why couldn’t he have both?
There was one benefit to being a vampire that trumped werewolves every time. Speed. He and Wyatt might be a pretty good match for strength, but he was still faster.
Bel kicked off the blanket, popped up, grabbed Wyatt’s arm, and spun them both around. A surprised cry left Wyatt’s parted lips and an evil laugh might have escaped Bel as he pinned his lover to the mattress and promptly straddled his hips.
“Is this why you decided to wake me?” Bel leaned close and stole a sweet kiss. But one kiss wasn’t enough. Wyatt had amazing lips, soft and full like they were made for his mouth. Well, his and River’s. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue along Wyatt’s until he finally dragged out a happy moan.
“Sex is not why I woke you,” Wyatt murmured, their lips brushing against each other with each word. Sex might not be why he’d disturbed Bel’s sleep, but the man with the large wandering hands wasn’t exactly pushing him away. No, those wonderful hands were sliding along Bel’s back, massaging muscles and pulling him closer.
“I think sex should be the only reason you wake me.” He paused to kiss along Wyatt’s jaw and then corrected himself. “Or at the very least, among the top three reasons for ever waking me.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Wyatt panted. “But really…sex…”
“I know. We need River. Is he in the house?”
“Yes, but—”
Bel didn’t need to hear more. He had a surefire way of bringing River to the bedroom. He tugged at Wyatt’s jeans, getting them unbuttoned and opened. As he slipped his fingers inside to wrap around Wyatt’s hardening dick, he allowed his fangs to slide down. It didn’t take much. He was also a bit peckish when he first woke, and both of his men loved the feel of his fangs lightly grazing their flesh.
Wyatt moaned loudly, thrusting up into Bel’s hand. He didn’t need to feed, but he was happy to take a nip to make his mate happy.
“Oh, sounds like you want me now,” Bel teased.
“I always want you, Bel. You’re mine.” Wyatt’s hand finally slid to his ass and pulled his boxers down, freeing his cock. Bel moved his hand so he could thrust against Wyatt, grunting at the feel of their dicks rubbing together.
“What the hell!” River shouted from the open doorway. “This was the whole reason you said I couldn’t wake Bel. You said you have more self-control!”
“He overpowered me,” Wyatt argued. “Plus, he’s using his fangs.”
Bel looked over his shoulder at River and smiled, letting the fangs in question press into his bottom lip. He thrust his hips into Wyatt and groaned extravagantly. Bel would never have thought it possible, but Wyatt and River made him feel sexy, made him feel wanted, desired. How could anyone desire such a nerdy little vampire? But the proof was clear to see in how River kicked off his shoes and frantically ripped off his clothes as he crossed the room.
River jumped onto the bed, tackling Bel and turning them into a tangle of limbs and warm skin. Everything was a blur of pleasure after that. He reveled in their cries of ecstasy and joyous laughter. And what better way to wake up was there than with an orgasm and nibbles from both of his mates?
Nearly an hour later, Bel was happily humming to himself as he slowly licked at the freshly healed wound on River’s neck, sending a shiver through his lover. Wyatt was wrapped around him from behind, pressing kisses along his shoulder.
“I hope you both learned your lesson,” Bel murmured, sending a gust of hot breath across River’s damp skin. “Be careful when you disturb a vampire’s sleep.”
“I love waking you up, Bel,” River mumbled. He turned his head and gently kissed Bel’s lips. “Almost as much as I love you.”
Even after all these months, Bel’s heart still skipped when either of them said those magical three words to him. His entire world had changed for the better when he met Wyatt and River. Now he couldn’t imagine living without them.
“I love you, my River.” Bel tipped his head up, kissing River again. He twisted and found Wyatt smiling, waiting for his kiss. “I love you, my Wyatt.”
Wyatt returned the kiss, still grinning. “Love you, Bel. Happy birthday.”
Bel jerked away and stared at the man for a second, his brain trying to make sense of those last two words. Birthday? Was it his birthday? It wasn’t the anniversary of the night he’d been turned into a vampire. That wasn’t for another few months. They had to be talking about his human birthday, the one he shared with his twin, Rafe.
