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  Matt groaned as Sebastian lifted her off him. “You gonna partake, old buddy?”

  “Maybe. But only enough to show her how.”

  With that assurance Matt lay back on the bed and spread his legs, helping Christina kneel over his chest. His tongue zeroed in on her pussy, licking deep and long. Sebastian watched her reactions, knowing Matt was driving her wild.

  “Some were can shift parts of themselves. Their tongues for example. I’m told it drives their women wild.”

  She moaned. “Drives this woman wild too.”

  Sebastian chuckled as he settled opposite her. He could see her struggling for control as Matt’s big hands roamed over her body, wherever he could reach. The sight was entrancing, but Sebastian had to focus. He needed to teach her, to watch them, though heaven knew, he’d much rather be the man inside her. Still, watching them brought a kind of satisfaction he hadn’t expected and a pulsing arousal he could do nothing about. Not yet, at any rate.

  “There is a strong pulse here.” Sebastian traced a spot on Matt’s inner thigh with one long finger.

  “Hey man, that tickles!” Matt chuckled as he went back to licking her pussy.

  “So sorry.” Sebastian knew he didn’t sound the least bit sorry as he took Christina’s hand and made her stroke the area on Matt’s thigh. He then moved her hand so she could cup Matt’s balls. Sebastian tried not to think about how her hands would feel on his own member, or how much he envied his friend at this moment. “Now I want you to suck him, and watch me closely. When he comes, I want you to swallow every last drop. Were come will nourish you and make you stronger than most of the newly turned.”

  Sebastian stroked her hair, looking deep into her eyes, noting the pupils dilated in pleasure. He could see Matt moving under her as he licked her. The sight made Sebastian’s temperature rise, but he had a job to do here. He couldn’t let their ardor distract him. Not yet.

  He pushed Christina’s head gently downward, his hand cupping her nape as she moved toward Matt’s straining cock. Sebastian felt his own body clench as she took Matt in her mouth. She tongued him shyly at first, her wide eyes looking up at Sebastian as if for approval. The mixture of innocence and passion in her gaze was hotter than anything he’d ever experienced in all his long years.

  Her midsection contracted jerkily as Matt did something to push her higher and her eyes glazed over. A moment later, she was sucking in rhythm, so lost to sensation, Sebastian had to tug on her hair, to get her attention. “Now watch.”

  Sebastian released her and leaned in to lick the area he’d shown her on Matt’s thigh. He tried to concentrate on the pounding pulse he could both see and hear, but Christina’s soft moans brought Sebastian to a painful arousal. He paused to find her watching him as he prepared Matt’s skin for the bite. Her lips were cherry red around Matt’s cock and Sebastian knew Matt’s tongue was buried deep in her pussy as she squirmed over the man. Sebastian didn’t think he could get any harder, but the strong swishing of Matt’s were blood through his veins was a siren call Sebastian couldn’t refuse.

  He bit down clean and deep as Christina moaned, holding his gaze. Rich, red, were blood poured over Sebastian’s tongue and he swallowed once, gratefully, sharing the intimacy of the moment with Christina. Never before had he felt such a pull, such a sharing. This was all new, and very enticing. Her eyes pled with him as she neared her release. He could also taste the need in Matt’s blood and the slight trembling of his limbs. Sebastian knew he had to release them both to ecstasy. He reached for both of their minds, and gave them a gentle push over the edge into orgasm as he drank one more swallow from Matt, then sealed the wounds with a little zap of his healing energy.

  Sebastian watched in satisfaction and a bit of envy as she drank Matt’s come. Sebastian dreamed of the night she’d lick his cock like that. It would be soon, he promised himself, but first he had to prepare her for her new life. Letting Matt fuck her and feed her was an important first step. It would make her faster and stronger than most vampires. She’d need those skills when the time came to confront her past. That was the only reason he allowed this interlude. He was doing it for her. All for her. So that she would be strong and sure in her own abilities.

  Her arms trembled as she came down from the orgasmic high, still licking Matt’s big cock and sighing softly. Sebastian gently grasped one of her legs and coaxed her to kneel at Matt’s side.

  “Now I want you to try it.”

  She looked up at him, lethargy and satisfaction in her soft eyes. She was tired. He could see it and sense it, but she needed to do this. She’d barely fed from the werecougar. She needed his magic blood to make her strong, especially this first time. All they’d done to this point would be for naught if she failed to drink deeply enough this time.

  “I don’t know if I can do this.” Her eyes were wide with apprehension.

  Sebastian reached out to cup her cheek. He was deeply touched by this gentle flower of a woman who had been treated so badly by her husband. He never wanted to see her hurt again. Not if he could prevent it.

  “You must. I have faith in you. Just do as I showed you. I’ll take care of the rest.”

  “I don’t want to hurt him.”

  Matt surprised them both by sitting up and drawing Christina’s face close to his. “Do I look like I’m in pain, sweetheart?” He kissed her forehead, meeting Sebastian’s gaze over the top of her head. Both men knew the importance of this first feeding. “I want you to do this. I want you to be strong.” He moved back and stroked her hair away from her face. “Sebastian told me what happened to you, Christy.” The cougar’s voice rumbled low in the dimness of the room. “My sister was killed by her mate before we knew he’d been abusing her. It’s the reason I agreed to this. I don’t like the idea of any woman being unable to defend herself—especially one that’s been hurt so badly, the only way to save her was to change her. You’ve suffered enough.”

  She sobbed then, allowing Matt to pull her close against his chest. The men shared a look of understanding across her shoulders, each aware of the hurt this woman had suffered. Jeff Kinsey was a disgrace to mankind. A brute who resorted to violence and attempted murder when he didn’t get his way. Neither Sebastian nor Matt would stand for that. They both wanted her to be strong enough to face anything or anyone that came her way in the future.

  Sebastian knew they were of one mind where Christina was concerned. He and Matt had talked about this in depth while she slept. Giving were blood to a novice was not something anyone did lightly. Only these special circumstances allowed such a rare occurrence.

  “Why are you being so nice? You don’t even know me.” Her words were whispered against Matt’s chest.

  “I know enough.” His eyes were grim as they met Sebastian’s. “I know your husband’s type and I know what will happen if you feed properly from my blood this first time. I know it will make you stronger than a vamp your age should rightly be.” He kissed the crown of her head gently. “And I know Sebastian. He wouldn’t have asked this of me if it wasn’t important. I trust him with my life and that isn’t something any were says lightly. Especially about a bloodletter.”

  She looked up into Matt’s eyes. “You’re a special man.”

  Matt’s big hands cupped her pretty fanny. “Did I also mention that I get a boost in my own healing abilities and a night of unbelievable sex out of the deal?” His eyebrows waggled, teasing her. “I’d almost forgotten how good being with a vamp could be. My kind has nothing on you guys when it comes to pleasuring your partner. We have to do it the old fashioned way, but you’ve got some kind of voodoo that launches your partner into the stratosphere. It’s pretty beguiling.” He smoothed her hair. “Don’t think I’m not enjoying myself, and you won’t hurt me, sweetheart. For one thing, Sebastian here is using his mojo to cloud any pain you miss, but if I’m not much mistaken, you’re already exerting your own power to dull any pain your magic tongue doesn’t already negate.”

  She looked ov
er at Sebastian, her eyes wide. “I’m not doing anything.”

  “Yes, you are. Actually, it’s rather remarkable. I think your new instincts are kicking in sooner than normal because of your overwhelming desire not to hurt him. I noticed your energies, shielding him from the small pain of your bite when I tried to shield him. You needed a boost, but I think he wouldn’t have felt much anyway, even if I hadn’t been there to back you up.”

  “It takes a lot to hurt a shifter anyway. Our pain threshold is pretty high compared to a human or even a vamp.” Matt kissed her sweetly before setting her away. “Now bite me woman. I want to feel that magic tongue of yours on me again.” He lay back and positioned the pillows under his head so he could watch everything, a broad, encouraging smile on his face.

  It was obvious to Sebastian that she was still unsure, but she moved down Matt’s rangy body with purpose as Sebastian encouraged her. She started by teasing Matt some more, licking his balls until he was hard and swollen again.

  “You trying to kill me with pleasure, little vamp?” Matt asked, looking at her with indulgent eyes. Her fangs elongated and scraped ever so lightly along the ridges of his big cock as both men watched, entranced at the sight. Sebastian had to shift his legs to accommodate the uncomfortable hardness in his trousers. Watching Christina tease Matt made him harder than he’d been in centuries.

  “Mmm.” The sound of her moan shuddered through him. “I thought you should enjoy the ride if I’m going to suck your blood.”

  “That’s not all you’re sucking.” Matt chuckled, then gasped as she took him deep in her throat. “Yeah, baby, just like that.”

  She felt Matt’s excitement rising and she wondered just how to go about this. Sebastian was there, though, guiding her.

  “Feel your fangs dropping even more?” Sebastian’s voice made her feel shivery inside. “Take a moment now and do what you need to prepare. Then you can bring Matt with you when you go over the moon.”

  It was easier this time to locate the pulse that pounded through the werecougar’s strong body. Her fangs dropped all the way as her hunger rose. Christy ran her tongue over the sharp tips as she lowered her head to the area Sebastian had shown her. With a glance up at Matt’s approving gaze, she set to work, locating the right spot and using her tongue and mind to block any pain her bite might cause.

  Sighing as she found the right place, she sank her fangs deeply, decisively, and felt the welling of his powerful blood into her mouth. It was unlike anything she could have imagined. Christy had been squeamish before, but now, with the hunger riding her and Matt’s potent blood flooding her senses, she feasted.

  Still, somewhere in the back of her mind, she felt concern for Matt’s comfort. She wanted him to enjoy this and if not enjoy, then at least feel no pain from what she was doing. With a glance upward, she reassured herself he was all right. His eyes glowed as he watched her, his cock hard as a rock between them.

  With a last long lick of the wound she’d made, she focused a tiny bit of the magic now flowing through her veins and sealed the punctures with a thought, healing them as if they’d never been. Rapacious now, she climbed over Matt, settling herself over his hardness. He slid inside her waiting core, and she loved the feel of him filling her as she began to move.

  But it became clear Matt wasn’t going to sit by and watch this time. He rolled, taking her with him until she was underneath him as he rocked, gently at first, into her welcoming body.

  “You’re beautiful, little vamp. And considerate. I didn’t feel a thing, except for hunger. For you. If I didn’t believe you were already claimed, I’d be tempted to keep you for myself, Christy. You’re one hell of a woman.”

  “Matt,” she whispered. “You’re sweet. But if you don’t move your ass right now, I’m going to bite you again.” She smiled and flashed some fang.

  The big man laughed and moved more forcefully within her, bringing her to a swift peak that didn’t dissipate. It grew. And grew.

  “Your wish is my command, sweet thing.” Matt reached down to nip at her neck playfully, firing her senses as he moved faster and deeper. His cock slid home over and over, harder and harder, driving her higher and higher. It was bliss.

  “Matt!” She was close now. Very close to some point she had never reached before.

  “Come now, little vamp. Come for me. Right. Now.” He bit off his words as he pounded home.

  Christy cried out as she came on command for the big werecougar like she’d never come before. Until this night, her husband had been her only lover. Their sex life had been good, in the beginning at least, but he’d never shown her this kind of passion or fulfillment.

  Damn.

  One more thing to hate Jeff for.

  Christy drifted off as Matt rolled away. The last thing she saw before she fell asleep was Sebastian’s handsome face, watching her as if he wanted her next climax to be his.

  Chapter Three

  “Are you sure about this, man?” Both men stood over the exhausted female lying asleep in the bed, looking down on her with varying degrees of indulgence and care. Sebastian had cleaned her and the bed while Matt grabbed a shower and dressed.

  “Look at her, Matt. She’s so petite. She’s been a victim too long. I’m just making sure that when the time comes, she can fight back. She’ll never be whole if she doesn’t face her past and come out the victor.”

  Matt sighed and rubbed one big hand over his face. “I hear you. I’ll come back tomorrow night. A double dose of were ought to help. I just hope she doesn’t become too strong for even you to handle.”

  The werecougar left as silently as he’d come only hours before.

  A half hour later, Marc called to check on Christina’s condition. Sebastian reassured his old friend that she’d responded well to the conversion and was still the kind soul she’d been before, only stronger, though he was careful not to mention the werecougar’s involvement in her feeding. Marc didn’t need to know about that…yet.

  “I wanted to let you know we’ve had some disturbing news from the were Lords,” Marc said after the initial pleasantries were out of the way.

  Sebastian was surprised. “I didn’t know you were in contact with them.”

  “It’s a recent development and it’s not direct. I got the news from Hiram up in Seattle. He got it from another who apparently had direct contact with the werefolk a few weeks ago. Regardless, the news is startling. They said the Venifucus are back, and that the weres recently defeated a mage who claimed to be part of that ancient society.”

  “You’re kidding.”

  “Afraid not, my friend.” Marc’s voice was as serious as Sebastian had ever heard it. He was too young to have ever dealt directly with the Venifucus, but he’d heard plenty of tales about the evil group.

  “So do you believe it? Couldn’t it just be a couple of buffoons using the name?”

  Marc sighed over the line. “I hope that’s all it is, but we have to keep alert, just in case. Sebastian, you’ve never seen these folks in action. Believe me when I say, if the Venifucus are back, we’re all in very real danger.”

  They talked over the possibilities for a few more minutes, but they didn’t have enough information to formulate any real plans other than to stay vigilant. Only an hour or so remained before dawn, and sleep for their kind. Eventually, Marc came back to the subject of Christina and her problems.

  “What will you do about the husband?”

  “Is he still in jail?”

  “For now, though he’s hired a good lawyer. I expect he’ll be out in a day or two.”

  Sebastian felt a fire in his gut. He wanted to kill the mortal who’d dared lay a finger on the woman entrusted to his care. But it wasn’t his fight. Still, he had some ideas of how to work behind the scenes to keep an eye on the mortal.

  “Since Christina now has many years before her, I think she needs to stand up to him before I take any action. As her maker, I think it the best course. Hiro is coming over tomorrow to begin h
er training.”

  “Wise decision, my friend. I was going to suggest something similar. It’s important that she begins her new life from a position of strength instead of as a victim.”

  “Of course, I’ll be standing behind her to help if she has any problems with the man.”

  “I expected no less.”

  Sebastian kept vigil at Christina’s bedside until morning. Only then did he go to his own room across the hall and let daybreak send him to slumber. When he awoke moments before true nightfall, he made his way to her room, waiting for that magic moment her sleepy eyes would open.

  Christy woke as the sun dipped below the horizon the next night. She felt fantastic. Strange, hungry, powerful and sexy. It was empowering. And a little scary.

  She remembered what had made her feel that way. Christy could hardly believe the things she’d done—and let the men do to her—the night before. She felt the heat of a blush stealing across her cheeks even as she sat up in the disheveled bed.

  “Good evening.” Sebastian’s voice came to her from the darkness of the room. He stepped forward and she saw him, her eyesight sharper than it had ever been. He was so handsome, so debonair. She’d never met a man quite like him, and likely never would again. He simply took her breath away. “How do you feel?” he asked.

  She clutched the rumpled sheet to her breasts, shy now after the debauchery that had come before. She realized that while Sebastian had directed the entire scene last night, he hadn’t touched her much at all. He’d kissed her though. Oh, how he’d kissed her.

  Sebastian’s kiss had felt more intense than any kiss she had ever received. His kiss felt like he wanted to be inside her. Desperately.

  But he hadn’t done much more than kiss and touch. He hadn’t made love to her. He’d only watched and instructed as he let his werecougar friend fuck her in varied and exciting ways.

  She’d never come so hard in her life. Or so many times. Last night was truly a night to remember and she’d blush every time she thought of it for the rest of her life, she was sure. Just like she was doing now. But Sebastian was waiting for an answer.