Book 7 – The Cloverleah Pack
Josh moved from the huge San Antonio pack to join the men at Cloverleah looking for a bit more adventure, and the chance to meet his mate. He’s quick to adapt to the much smaller pack, and even his status as one of the few beta wolves in a group full of Alphas. A chance visit from the Atlanta coven has him meeting the man he was waiting for. It was just a damn shame he was unconscious at the time.
Vadim D’Arcy should be the Regent of the Atlanta coven, but he gave up his position years before when a personal tragedy had him hiding away in his huge mansion. Forced into a situation where he had to escort a cursed vampire to Cloverleah, he realizes pretty quickly that Josh is his true match. The only problem is, he doesn’t want one.
However threats on the pack, and two interfering Fae soon nudge the two men back together. Fighting other wolves, and even vampires is becoming commonplace for the Cloverleah pack. But a dark magic user just might have the last laugh. Can Vadim fight his personal demons long enough to keep his mate safe, and will Josh be there for him when he does? Or will a combined attack from the coven and the pack in Atlanta bring the entire Cloverleah pack to its knees?
Warnings: This is an m/m erotic romance featuring a sweet but staunch beta wolf, an old as sin vampire and all your other favorites from Cloverleah. HEA and no cliff hangers guaranteed.
“Everett was known as your favorite, yet you have set him free, compelled him to leave you and never return. You have met your true match, my son.” Not a question, but a statement of fact. Vadim opened his eyes, knowing he could never lie directly to his mother. He nodded instead, as his brain once again focused on Josh. What would the young wolf be feeling, knowing that Vadim had bonded with him without permission and then rejected him as a mate? Maybe some of the pain he was feeling was coming from his mate, even if they were separated by miles. That idea didn’t make him feel any better.
“The wolf you healed?” This time his persistent mother was asking a question so Vadim nodded again.
“And you didn’t think to stay and protect him?”
Letting out a deep breath in an effort to calm himself, Vadim said slowly, “I came here to protect him, from this coven and the Atlanta pack.”
“That didn’t work out too well for you now, did it?” Eloise had a small smile on her face as though a lot happier now she knew the reason behind the loss of Vadim’s fabled control. “What are you going to do?”
Vadim would have shrugged but that was a little hard to do with his arms strung up, so he was forced to speak instead. “Wait out my punishment. If I am released in time I will go home and sort out my affairs. Either way I anticipate it will all be over for me in six weeks as I haven’t fed for a while.”
In a strong flowing movement Eloise stood up, gliding over to where Vadim was chained, her gown settling around her feet in a soft mist. The finery of the pale blue looked incongruous against the dirty concrete floor.
“You would die rather than accept your true match? Why would you do such a cruel thing to your wolf? Is he that disfigured from the attack on him that you cannot look past it?” Vadim realized his mother was not only shocked, she was hurt as well, and damn it all, Vadim didn’t like it when the lovely woman was upset. So he answered as honestly as he knew how.
“Josh is beautiful, mother,” Vadim assured her softly, remembering all too well the lovely features of his mate’s face. They would be scorched in his brain until he took his last breath. “He is a loyal fighter, a beta wolf, with tanned skin and light hair that glows like a halo in the sun. There is nothing wrong with him at all.”
“Then why?” Easily asked, harder to answer.
“Because I made a promise, mother, surely you can understand.” Vadim’s voice hardened. “My true match, my mate, he’s a wolf and he deserves to be loved with an open heart. To be held and cared for, to be protected and cherished in the way of a wolf, not bonded forever to a vampire with no heart.”
Letting his legs fall open, Josh felt Vadim take full advantage, his fine long fingers tracing and then breaching his hole with little warning. Josh would have yelped if his mouth hadn’t been full of his mate’s tongue. He settled for a heartfelt moan instead. He could feel the sticky lube on Vadim’s fingers but it had been a while since he’d had anything inside of him.
Apparently his mate got the message. Despite his intensity, Vadim’s fingers, because now there was more than one, slowed. Josh got the impression his mate had a single-minded purpose, one that involved getting in his ass in the shortest time possible. Josh distracted himself with other things – the hardness of Vadim’s body under his fingers, the taste of his tongue and lips. Flicking out his own tongue, Josh ran the tip of it over one of Vadim’s retracted fangs and from the shudder he received, he imagined they were sensitive. Something else to remember when they had a bit more time.
A third finger pierced his hole, and Josh stiffened, flinging back his head and letting out a long breath to relax himself. Above him Vadim stopped, his fingers still wedging his ass cheeks apart.
“I’m sorry, I’m not normally this clumsy,” Vadim said and Josh could see the normally stoic vampire did look a little embarrassed. He grinned through his relaxation breaths – in someone who was marbled perfection, Josh liked Vadim’s flashes of humanity.
“I’m good, just been a while. Keep going.”
“I should…” Vadim looked down at Josh’s cock which was hard and leaking on his stomach. As much as Josh would love the feel of his mate’s mouth around him, he knew it would be too much.
“No, just fill me, mate. Fill me, bite me and make me yours.”
“You’re already mine.” But Vadim seemed to have taken Josh’s words to heart because seconds later he felt a nudge, then a push, and…”Holy fucking hell, you’re huge.”
Josh did not mean to say anything, and Vadim had every right to look so fucking proud of himself. He was built. Josh focused on his breathing, in and out, long slow breaths as he felt his mate steadily conquer his insides. He’d had that cock in his mouth and he didn’t remember it being so big, but then clearly his jaw was more flexible than his ass.
After what felt like forever, Vadim finally stopped. “You need a moment?” He said, and Josh felt like hitting the man. Smug bastard.