Twice Bitten (Love, Lust & Magic #1)

Pruitt

The night’s full moon ducked behind slow-moving storm clouds as a cool night breeze swept over Mystic Hollow. Despite the darkness, the view from ’s balcony was beautiful.

“So, get this,” Griff said as he joined the werewolf on the balcony. “The local TV station is saying that Ada went crazy and killed the president of the university after it was revealed she faked nearly a thousand votes to be crowned homecoming queen.”

The witch held up his smartphone, a clip from a local newscast already playing. A handsome young Spanish reporter flashed across the screen. Behind him were visuals of the football stadium with police tape blocking all entrances.

“This is Jago Jones reporting with Channel 10 News, the Mystic Beat. I’m here at Mystic Stadium with a witness to the terrifying string of events that started with a jilted homecoming queen’s desire for fame and power. Tell me your name and what you saw happen today.”

“H-hi, Jago,” a startled Diana appeared on-screen. “I’m Diana Mason, co-captain of the Mystic Hollow Devils Football cheer team. Jilted homecoming queen is right. Not only did her totally hot boyfriend dump her, but she paid people to vote for her so she could win. Plus, she told the rest of our cheer team that I was too fat to be at the top for this new pyramid routine we have.”

A confused look crossed Jago’s face as Diana continued her rant on live TV. “Oh, and sorry. I actually misspoke. Since that evil bitch is dead, I’m the new captain!”

Griff paused the clip.

“I guess that’s better than revealing our secret,” said with a shrug as he gestured for Griff to take a seat next to him on his outdoor couch. “As horrible of a person as she was, though, she didn’t deserve to become a vampire. Or die.”

“Well, at least our beloved mastermind, Odessa, is once again trapped for an eternity,” chimed in a shirtless Uriah as he joined them outside, a bouquet of roses in his hand.

“Yeah,” continued Griff as he scooted closer to to allow Uriah to squeeze in next to him. “That we know of, anyway.”

“By the way, these are for you,” Uriah said sheepishly, handing the flowers to Griff. “I was gonna write a note with ‘em—I don’t know—something like, ‘Sorry for being an arsehole all the time,’ but then all the killing started.”

Griff admired his gift, inhaling the fresh scent of the flowers before pressing a kiss on Uriah’s cheek. “Thank you.” He placed them on a nearby table before the trio got comfy together on the balcony couch.

“Cute gesture, man,” nudged Uriah. “Not to change the subject, but what about the livestream of the game? Did anyone see it?” asked.

“Well, I called Witch’s Brew—uh, the apothecary side; you know, the only part that you guys didn’t help destroy—and spoke to the owner. Uh, Old Mother Madge is what she calls herself. She told me she saw it all, and so did everyone else streaming it at home. Yadda, yadda, yadda, she did some kind of blanket memory loss spell for the whole town, and now I guess no one remembers anything.”

“Oh, that’s all, huh?” Uriah seemed surprised.

“She also gave me a spell to prevent magical body hijackings. I gave it to Darcy, who, as we learned, is not only my roommate, but also another witch.”

“Maybe you should perform the spell on us,” sighed . “I’m still so sorry for what I did. I can’t believe I would ever attack you. Your bite, it means that?—”

“Our little witch is a little werewolf?” Uriah asked.

Griff squeezed ’s hands in his. “You’ve apologized enough. It was out of your control. I’m healed. And Odessa said?—“

“That she’s immune to the wolf’s bite, I know,” huffed . “Doesn’t mean that you are.”

“If I wasn’t, wouldn’t I be able to turn right now?” Griff asked, nodding up to the sky and the full moon. “Look, I’m trying right now.”

“Good call,” Uriah nodded. “Maybe that’s one thing she wasn’t lying about, Pru. It makes sense for him to be immune.”

huffed. I sure hope he is , he thought to himself. I would feel terrible if…

“Well, look,” Uriah dug through his pockets and pulled out the bullet that ripped through him earlier. “I saved a little souvenir from our homecoming battle. Why don’t we give this a little test?”

The vampire tossed it into the air, and instinctively caught it.

“Does it burn?” Griff asked. opened his palm to reveal red, burning skin. The witch quickly grabbed up the bullet to test his own reaction, but there was none.

While still obviously frustrated by his actions, finally nodded his head. “You mentioned Darcy. How’s he doing, anyway? I hope I didn’t scare him too much.”

“I mean, besides the whole coming to terms with the fact that he was possessed for practically the whole first week of classes, I think he’ll come around. Uriah dropped him at the dorm for me.”

“Oh! And the reason we couldn’t pick out these other witches is because of another spell, according to Griff,” said .

“Is that so, little witch?” Uriah asked as he gently ran his fingers up Griff’s neck and began to idly play with his hair.

“Yep,” Griff nodded. “Another little enchantment to cloak a witch’s identity. We’re guessing Odessa put it on Darcy. Old Mother Madge has it, too.”

“Too bad you didn’t have that before we crash landed into your life and turned things upside down,” replied Uriah.

“Then we might have never met,” asserted Griff.

“True. But Uriah has a point, G. Maybe you should cloak yourself,” interjected. “Maybe you can even ask Old Mother Madge to show you. Or how about Quinn? He must be enchanted, too, ‘cause we had no idea.”

“Well, I don’t think that’s at the top of the priority list for ole Quinn,” said Uriah. “I left our friendly prof locked up in my basement with two blood bags and a comic book. Hopefully that helps when he wakes up.”

“What? So, he’s a vampire because Ada bit him?” Griff asked.

“Nah,” replied. “I heard from a little birdie he had Uriah’s blood in him when he died.”

“That’ll do it, unfortunately,” Uriah said with a nod. There was a silence as the trio accepted this new reality. “So, did this, uh, Old Mother Porridge have anything else to add? You know, maybe about us? Our connection?”

and Griff winced at Uriah’s obvious name fumble.

“Well, actually, uh, yes,” Griff began with hesitation. “Do you guys know anything about familiars?”

Uriah nodded. “You mean the spineless bastards who do whatever my kind wants in the movies? Or are we talkin’ the little black cats you witches have?”

“More so the latter,” replied Griff. He remained silent for a moment, allowing his suitors to make the connection.

“Wait, we’re cats now?” asked. “I’m like the furthest thing from that.”

“I don’t know a lot about them, but the general idea is that every witch has a familiar,” said Griff. “However, some witch lines might share one or more.”

“Oh, so like a hand-me-down then?” said Uriah as he playfully pushed his shoulder into Griff.

“Your words, not mine,” Griff was quick to add. “But I think Odessa created you both to be her familiars…”

raised a brow. “And because you’re the last one in her bloodline living…”

“And because we all ended up in the same place at the same time…” Uriah’s voice trailed off.

“You’re mine,” Griff said with a grin. “Uh, I mean, my familiars , that is.”

“All right,” nodded. “I mean, it kind of makes sense. I’m the only one who gets to turn into an animal of any kind, though.”

“So, what’s that make me?” Uriah said as he puffed his chest at .

“Less familiar?” replied as he wrapped his arm around Griff’s shoulders.

“Oh, I’m plenty familiar,” Uriah said as he leaned in to the two of them. “With both of you, in fact,” he added as he pinched Griff’s closest nipple through his shirt. “Still a few bits left to explore on the witch, though.”

“So, the familiar bond—that’s part of that spell you were doing when I attacked you, huh?” asked.

“Yeah. I found these spells related to familiars. Um, one to command a familiar, one to release a familiar, and one to strip a familiar of its powers.”

“Release us? They had something like that and we didn’t know about it?” Uriah asked.

“I mean, Odessa doesn’t control us anymore, right?” said .

“Well,” began Uriah, “she kind of did when she had you take a bite out of little witch over here.”

“I could do it, you know, i-if you wanted,” Griff stuttered, nervous. “Release you guys, that is.”

and Uriah seemed to both consider it. “What would that mean? Or what would it do?”

“Well, there’s not a lot of fine print, but I think the command spell made it so that is officially my familiar. He’s no longer bound to Odessa.”

“I like that,” replied, squeezing Griff’s inner thigh. “I wanna stay like that.”

“Uriah?” Griff asked.

“Look, pipsqueak, all I want is for you to give me some sweet release, and we’ll go from there,” Uriah teased, leaning forward and stuffing Griff’s hand down his pants before kissing him on the cheek. “How’s that sound?”

Griff was blushing now. “Fine to me.”

“I mean, you can command me, too, if you want,” continued Uriah. Griff could feel the throbbing of the vampire’s manhood as he spoke.

“Uh, there was something about a prophecy, too,” added Griff. “I thought it had something to do with stopping Odessa for good, but I guess we kind of did that, right?”

“Prophecy, you say?” said as he leaned in and kissed Griff on the lips. Before Griff could react, had moved his lips to Uriah’s. “I hate to tell you that tonight’s action has got me all kinds of excited, but I’ve been prophesying something myself.”

“I-I feel that way, too,” Griff whimpered as he felt both and Uriah’s hands slide underneath his shirt to caress his chest and stomach. Their eyes trained on his face, his familiars flicked and pinched his nipples. “M-maybe it’s the vampire blood in me.”

“So you’re saying we can break your back, but not your neck, right?” Uriah said with a devilish grin.

Uriah heard ’s voice echo through his head. ?Well, I can tell you that what his body seems to be saying is something close to that.?

?Oh, yeah?? the vampire replied, an excited grin on his face.

Griff let out a gentle sigh as the men took off his shirt. pulled Griff in for another kiss as Uriah undid the witch’s belt and pulled his pants to the balcony floor. “Oh, god,” Griff moaned quietly as moved his kisses down to his neck and chest. He let out a louder grunt as ’s tongue flicked across his right nipple. He felt Uriah’s hands rubbing his growing erection through his jockstrap.

“Nice underwear choice, cutie,” Uriah teased.

“Perfect fit to fight some big bads, I suppose,” said before continuing to nibble on Griff’s soft skin. Griff found himself so quickly engulfed in ecstasy that he nearly missed Uriah pulling his legs up.

“Perfect for this, too,” he heard the vampire add as he felt a second pair of lips on his body now—these ones kissing and nibbling at his exposed cheeks. quickly took hold of Griff’s ankles and pulled them up higher.

“Damn, that’s beautiful,” said as he admired Griff’s bottom in a jockstrap.

“Unh!” Griff sighed as he looked down. From his position, he could just barely see Uriah bury his tongue inside of him. “Fuck!” he exclaimed.

“Hot,” said as Uriah shook his head back and forth, his tongue exploring the sensitive skin between Griff’s cheeks. ?I bet he’d like a little spanking, Riah.?

“Yeah? Well, you’re lucky I’m sharing,” Uriah said as he looked up at and gave him a wink. With that, he gave Griff’s ass a gentle slap.

bent over and spit into Griff’s hole before plunging his own tongue inside of him.

“Damn,” Uriah exclaimed as he pushed ’s head down. “You like that, little witch?”

“Oh, yes,” Griff yelped as he grasped for nearby pillows. Uriah replied by again slapping his tattooed hand against the witch’s rear.

Both of his suitors adjusted Griff’s body so that they could each have their way with him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt the gentle tickle of Uriah’s facial hair between his cheeks accompanied by two skilled tongues.

“Pru-Pru-!” Griff exclaimed as he felt ’s mouth dance along his most sensitive of parts. showed no remorse, purposefully pushing his tongue inside of Griff before removing it and pressing in again.

Uriah moved back to the couch, positioning himself on his knees so he towered over his submissive partner. “Hey, beautiful,” Uriah said with a gentle kiss on Griff’s forehead. “You’re amazing.”

“Y-y-you are,” Griff gasped.

The two fell into a passionate kissing fit, the witch and vampire exploring one another’s mouths. Griff’s heart was full as he indulged himself in his deepest fantasies. His hands ran along the muscular vampire’s furry frame, moving past his nipples and belly button so his fingers could dance up and down Uriah’s happy trail.

?You know he wants you to tease him, right?? asked the vampire.

?I can definitely do that. Let’s see who can make him squeal the loudest, eh?? replied Uriah before pulling away from Griff’s mouth. The vampire gently pulled the witch’s head forward, pushing his face into the front of his jeans. “You like that?” he asked.

Griff could feel the visibly throbbing impression even through Uriah’s pants. He frantically tried to trace the outline with his lips.

As Uriah felt Griff’s hands reaching for his buckle, he quickly pushed them down. “No hands, pet,” he whispered. Instead, he undid his jeans and tossed them to the floor. From there, he once again pushed Griff’s face into his crotch, teasing him.

Griff cried out in pleasure again as continued to rim him, but his cries were muffled as Uriah’s hands pushed his face into his boxer briefs. “Fuck,” said Griff as Uriah flexed his cock through the fabric and it pressed into his mouth. “P -p-please. ”

“You want it, huh?” Uriah said in a playful tone as he rubbed Griff’s bulge through his jockstrap. “You want that dick?”

“Mm-hmm,” Griff pleaded. “Please give me your cock, Uriah.”

Uriah obliged, pulling the band of his underwear down. He watched the greedy look in Griff’s eyes as his full eight inches popped out and bounced against his chin. Griff gasped as Uriah slapped the head of his penis against his lips.

Those gentle cries became muffled as Uriah used his hands to guide Griff’s mouth onto his cock. Exercising the full range of movement of his neck given his position, the freshman frantically bobbed his head back and forth.

“That’s it, little witch,” Uriah encouraged him as he kept his eyes trained on Griff’s.

Griff let out a muffled gasp as his body rocked with the sensation of ’s tongue being replaced by a finger, then two. “Bet he likes that, too,” Griff heard the werewolf say to the vampire. “Why don’t you give him it all?”

“Yeah?” Uriah asked. “Your wolf wants to see you open up wide, Griff.”

“Unh!” Griff whimpered as he turned to face . Towering over him—his rock hard body glistening in the moonlight—the handsome jock he had met just days before sent shivers through Griff’s body as he picked up the pace, his digits moving rapidly in and out of him. “Pr-Pr-!”

“Show him how to take a cock, Riah,” commanded . The once soft-spoken, gentle werewolf had taken a cold, dominant tone. ?I may not be able to read his mind, but I know just what he wants, Riah , ? communicated telepathically. ?Fuck his mouth.?

“Y-yes,” was all Griff could say before Uriah pushed the back of his head down. He switched to breathing through his nose as his face pressed into the vampire’s torso.

?All the way on the first try, look at that,? Uriah said to . The vampire let out a low growl as he felt the warmth of Griff’s lips wrap around the base of his penis. The tight sensation of the witch’s gag reflex squeezing his sensitive head caused his legs to shudder. ?Guess you were right.?

?Keep going , ? replied as he pulled off his own underwear and joined the two on the couch.

“Mm, baby,” Uriah sighed as Griff fully surrendered his mouth to him. His hands placed on either side of the witch’s head, he rocked his hips back and forth. ?Will you look at that? Feels so fucking good.?

Uriah moved his left hand and gently wrapped it around Griff’s neck.

“And I thought I was kinky,” Griff said with a laugh as he came up for air.

“Give me a hand?” nudged Uriah. From the couch, each of them grabbed Griff’s legs and held them upright. held out his hand, Uriah spit on it, and Griff once again felt two fingers penetrate him.

“Oh, god,” murmured Griff.

“I don’t think he’s got anything to do with it,” said slyly as he pushed his own rock hard erection into his submissive’s face.

Griff arched his head to allow easy access to enter his mouth. Used to ’s gentle nature, Griff choked in pleasure as he felt the football player forcefully take control of what was now his. His moans were drowned out as Uriah pushed Griff’s head to take the full length of the werewolf’s cock.

“Don’t let him off easy, Pru,” Uriah said with a laugh as he continued to rub Griff’s erection through his jockstrap. “He’s pre-cumming like no other, so he definitely likes it.”

The feeling of fingering him and face fucking him sent Griff into the throes of ecstasy. Any more stimulation and he might cum.

“Hands off of him,” said as he pulled his fingers out of Griff’s hole. ? We’re not even to the main course, and I already feel him twitching.?

Griff sighed in relief as he could finally sit up. leaned down and gave his witch a passionate kiss. “I don’t want to say I’m cheating, but that sixth sense of mine seems to know just what to do with you,” he whispered. “And after all, werewolves, vampires—we’re a dominant breed.”

“Ain’t no question about that,” Uriah said with a wink. “Just tell us if you need us to take it slow.”

Griff nodded.

“Now, open up,” said as they each took turns spitting in Griff’s mouth.

“Fuck yeah,” Griff exclaimed before finding himself in the middle of a testosterone-fueled battle for his throat. He ran his tongue up the full length of Uriah’s member before submitting once again to .

“Yeah, baby,” said softly as he bucked his hips. Griff ran his hands across the football star’s tight abs. “Why don’t you open him up for me, Uriah?”

“Just what I was thinking,” Uriah said as he moved around to the front of the couch and once again hoisted Griff’s legs up in the air. Griff’s eyes were wide as he felt the tickle of Uriah’s tongue and lips between his cheeks.

“Give me that fucking ass,” Uriah said as he positioned Griff’s legs over his muscular shoulders and pressed the thick head of his cock against his witch’s pink hole.

Griff pushed his hand against ’s contracting torso, indicating for him to let up. “Y-yes,” he whimpered as he looked up to then down to Uriah. He tugged at ’s saliva-drenched cock as Uriah readjusted his slim frame and spit in between his cheeks. “U-Uriah!”

Uriah observed Griff’s face for any signs of discomfort as he penetrated him. To his surprise, Griff was relaxed and ready. “Fuck,” a deep groan came from Uriah as the sound of his balls slapping against Griff’s bare ass rang out. “So fucking tight.”

“Yeah?” asked.

Uriah retracted his hips and thrust in again, this time harder. He nodded to . “I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to share.”

caressed Griff’s nipples as he adjusted to the feeling of Uriah inside him. “You like his big cock inside of you, huh, baby?” he asked.

“Unh,” Griff whined as Uriah’s thrusts shook his body. “Ah, yes!”

Uriah winked at as he wrapped his hands around Griff’s slim waist and picked up the pace. “Who told you to stop sucking, eh, Griff?” the vampire asked as he buried his full length inside of the witch.

Letting his body succumb to the sensory overload, Griff’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as once again pushed his dick back into his mouth and started thrusting. At the same time, he felt the pressure of Uriah on top of him—pushing him, prodding him, using him for pleasure as he began to forcefully fuck him.

“That’s it,” coaxed a watery-eyed Griff. The werewolf groaned as he felt his submissive’s throat contract around his cock. “Fuck him harder.” ? He’s loving it.?

“As you wish,” Uriah obliged. Griff pulled his legs up as Uriah moved his body on top of him.

“Oh, U-Uriah!” Griff cried out as slipped out of his mouth because of the sudden force with which the vampire was fucking him. “ Fu-u-u-u-uck! ”

“You like that, huh, you little submissive witch?” Uriah taunted as he cuffed his hands around Griff’s shoulders for better leverage. “Take that fucking cock.”

Griff’s eyes watered as a wave of ecstasy rippled through his body. His entire being shook as Uriah brutally slammed into him. He cried out again as spit into his mouth.

Although not a virgin, Griff had never experienced the force at which Uriah defiled him. He could only chalk it up to his supernatural speed.

“Back on that cock,” Uriah demanded as he shoved his submissive’s face into ’s crotch. “I know you like having two in you at once.”

“Mm-hmm,” was all Griff could reply.

It felt like his familiars kept him in this position for hours. With Uriah’s hairy abs rubbing against his jockstrap with every thrust, Griff felt like he was ready to explode. Part of him wanted to collapse on the couch and spend the next month recovering, but he knew he wanted more—and that they wouldn’t settle for less.

allowed Griff to come up for air as Uriah continued to pound away. “Uriah, let’s get our boy on all fours. It’s my turn,” he finally said.

Uriah slammed his full length into Griff once more—a move that emitted a yelp from Griff as the sweaty, muscular vampire collapsed on top of him. “Sounds good to me,” he said as he pressed kisses along Griff’s chest and neck.

and Uriah then picked Griff up and adjusted him like a doll. Uriah looked down at him as he watched ’s hands pull the witch’s waist back and push his lower back down.

Griff whimpered as entered him from behind with no lube. “Damn,” sighed as he felt Griff’s sphincter contract around his cock. “You weren’t lying.”

“You okay?” Uriah asked with a goofy smile as he caressed Griff’s face.

“Fuck my mouth,” Griff was quick to reply.

“That’s what I like to hear,” the vampire snickered as he moved forward and let the witch bob on his dick.

While Uriah’s hands flicked and pinched his nipples, reached around and rubbed the tent pitched in the front of Griff’s jockstrap. “Good witch,” Uriah reassured him as he ran his fingers through his messy hair.

pulled his full length out before quickly burying it back inside. “You like that, Griff?”

The witch gagged as he tried to reply, a response that only made his lovers slam into him harder. Finally, Uriah wrapped his arms around Griff and supported him against his chest while pounded away. The three of them had hardly given any thought to the fact that they were having loud, raunchy sex on a balcony—but as Uriah cradled and passionately kissed Griff, a gentle rain began to fall on them.

met Uriah for a passionate peck before he pulled Griff back and into a French kiss. Griff pulled Uriah close, and the trio found themselves in a sea of shared kisses as they all made out with one another.

“Should we give him a break?” asked as he continued to buck his hips into Griff.

Uriah shook his head. “No way.” ? Besides, I have an idea.?

“You guys aren’t telepathing behind my back now, are you?” Griff asked with a smile. The inflection almost made it seem like he knew the answer and was content with it.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, cutie?” Uriah gently patted the top of Griff’s head. “Now, come on.”

wrapped his arms around Griff’s chest and pulled him up, then repositioned himself to lay on the couch so that the witch was on top of him while facing his feet. Uriah guided Griff’s feet onto ’s legs as took hold of his waist to balance him on his manhood.

With the most devilish grin Griff had ever seen painted on his face, Uriah moved in between ’s legs.

“Easy, Riah,” cautioned, realizing what was coming next.

“What do you two think you’re— oh !” Griff gasped as he felt Uriah join inside of him.

“You okay, little witch?” Uriah’s rough demeanor melted away instantaneously.

His eyes wide in a mix of pain and pleasure, Griff nodded. “S-slow.”

Uriah took hold of Griff’s legs and guided himself fully inside. First, he gave only a gentle thrust. Both the vampire and werewolf grunted in pleasure.

“Just breathe, babe,” said sweetly as he pressed kisses on Griff’s neck.

Carefully monitoring Griff’s reaction, Uriah slowly increased the rhythm of his thrusts. “Can’t say I’ve ever felt anything like this before,” he said with a low, animalistic grunt as thunder rolled through the sky. “Ah, yeah!”

“Please don’t stop,” Griff moaned as the intense feeling of having both and Uriah inside him at once rippled through his body. Any pain that there was before now melted away into complete euphoria.

“A glutton for punishment,” Uriah said as he leaned in for a kiss. “Mm, I knew it. Fuck yeah .”

Griff giggled in response, his laughter turning to soft cries of pleasure as the vampire pushed him flush against ’s chest. The football player’s muscular arms wrapped around Griff’s own as his familiars took total control over his body.

Griff cried out as Uriah leaned forward, his hands around the witch’s neck for leverage as he fucked him like a jackhammer. “You like that?” the vampire asked as he looked into his bottom’s eyes.

“U-U-Uriah! Yes!” moaned Griff.

“Feels pretty good from down here, too,” managed between groans. As Uriah continued to massage Griff’s prostate, angled his legs and joined the vampire’s thrust rhythm.

“Oh, wow! P-p-please fuck me,” Griff whimpered. The feeling of both men overpowering him and pushing into him, their muscly arms and legs entrapping him as they chased their every animalistic desire was intoxicating.

“Take our cocks,” howled as he finally freed Griff’s own from the front of his jockstrap.

“Someone’s excited,” Uriah noted as Griff’s erection bounced against his torso with every thrust. ? Think we can get him off?? Uriah asked telepathically. ? Hands-free even??

nodded. ?Trust me. Just don’t stop .?

“Yes, yes, yes!” Griff shouted with every thrust. As Uriah’s full length hit his prostate, ’s followed quickly thereafter. The constant sensation was overwhelming. By now, Griff was covered in a mix of sweat and precipitation as the storm continued above.

The sound of thunder went unnoticed by the three as they concentrated on one another. Uriah’s grip on Griff tightened as sweat formed on his brow. “That’s it,” Uriah whispered as he reached maximum thrust speed.

“Ah, fuck,” exclaimed. “You want my load, G?”

“I don’t think he has an option,” Uriah said as he spit in Griff’s mouth. “He’s about to get two.”

“ Gahhhh! ! Uriah!” Griff’s body tensed up.

“Here comes your vampire’s load,” Uriah growled loudly as his fangs involuntarily popped out.

“Ah, fuck, I’m busting,” said as his powerful thrusts caused Griff to bounce around as though he was in an earthquake. Griff could feel ’s legs shake and turn to Jell-O as he came inside of him.

“Oh, fuck, little witch!” Uriah’s hold around Griff’s neck tightened he bucked into him.

“I’m cumming!” Griff watched in shock as he ejaculated hands-free. The force of his prostate orgasm was so strong that strings of semen shot across his chest and onto his face.

“Aaaaa-woo!” Uriah whimpered like a puppy dog as Griff’s sphincter tightened around him. In an instant, the vampire’s most powerful thrusts deposited his seed deep inside the convulsing human. He reflexively collapsed his entire weight on top of Griff, growling as he shook from his orgasm.

“I-I’ve—I’ve never felt something like that before,” Griff said as he gasped for air.

“I think I speak for both of us when I say neither have we,” a spent Uriah replied before pushing his lips into Griff’s. “You are unbelievably sexy and unbelievably beautiful.”

“That was intense. I wasn’t sure if I was about to have an orgasm or start shapeshifting,” exclaimed as he threw his arms back in defeat. “And it’s fucking storming.”

“Oh, quit complaining, you devilish stud,” Uriah said as he slapped his hands against the werewolf’s chest. “You’re the kinky one behind all of this to begin with.”

“So you two were conspiring behind my back, huh?” Griff interjected.

Uriah winked as ’s face gave away his guilt.

made his best pouty lip. “A night of romantic cuddling followed by a mean breakfast cooked by yours truly to make up for it?”

“Oh, and don’t forget to throw in there a sensual group shower. You know, indoors ,” butted in Uriah.

Angling his body, Griff’s lips met ’s and served as a passionate way of agreeing to his offer. Griff pulled Uriah close and the three once again playfully competed for kisses.

“Oh, and before it slips my mind. Did anyone hear the vampire just try to howl like a wolf?” teased . If vampires could blush, Uriah probably would.