My lovely fellow Siren author with the sexy name, Jane Wallace-Knight, has released Book 2 in her The Holy Trinity series, The Angel of Death. My reasons for wanting to read it? It's MMM, rated Sextreme, and I'm shallow...
Six months ago Sam Reed's life was changed forever. Not only did he discover that his father was an angel, but he was also turned into a vampire. On top of that Sam met his fated mate, an alpha werewolf named Jackson Harcourt, who already had a lover of fifty years, a vampire named Alek Harcourt. Miraculously the three of them built a life together and had enjoyed six months of relative bliss.
Everything changes, however, when Sam meets the father he never knew and is warned of a terrible threat. The Brotherhood of the Righteous is a sect of angels who hunt down demons and all that descend from them. A nephilim turned vampire is at the top of their hit list. With a clock ticking down and newfound powers that he can't control, Sam and his mates must decide what is best for their pack, and whether they should run, or fight.
He came up behind Jackson and wrapped his arms around the wolf’s torso. He gently bit down on the man’s ear, making him moan and break his kiss with Sam. Taking Alek’s hand in his own, Jackson guided it down to his cock, which was just peeking out of the surface of the water. Alek took it in his hand and began stroking it slowly, his lips fastening to Jackson’s throat. He caught Sam’s hungry eyes and beckoned him closer, silently offering him the other side of Jackson’s throat.
“Yeah,” Jackson whispered. “Bite me.”
With a shared smirk at their mate’s eagerness to be their dinner, they both bit down together. Alek closed his eyes at the familiar, musky taste on his tongue. Since Sam’s transformation, the two vampires had shared many a human, especially as he was Sam’s sire, and took the responsibility seriously. It had been his job to teach Sam how to feed on a human without harming the human. It was a fairly new thing, nightclubs and hotels that offered a willing human to feed on. However, sharing Jackson was always better than feeding from a human. Firstly, wolf blood had a unique and delicious taste to it, and secondly because it usually led to sex afterwards.
Alek’s hand, where it pumped Jackson’s cock, was joined by Sam’s and as Jackson began to buck up into the touch, they both pulled off his neck, not wanting to weaken him.
Alek let go of them both abruptly, getting a whine from them both. “As I was last in, I get to watch. So give me a show,” he said with a wink.
Sam smirked at him. “You lost on purpose didn’t you? I know you have a voyeur kink, you pervert.”
Alek smirked back at him and shrugged one elegant shoulder. As Sam could hold his breath indefinitely, Alek considered telling him to blow Jackson under the water, but he knew firsthand that salt water didn’t taste nice. “Jackson, open him with your fingers, fuck him nice and slow with them.”
Sam and Jackson both groaned at the suggestion and Jackson grabbed his smaller mate roughly, pulling him in front of him. Sam rested his forehead against one of Jackson’s well-defined pecs as Jackson grabbed Sam’s backside, his fingers quickly finding their target.
Sam gasped at the sudden, but not unwelcome, intrusion. As a vampire he didn’t need lubrication or stretching, and he didn’t need it gentle either, as there was no burn or pain, only pleasure. No matter how much sex they had, he was never sore after.
Alek stroked himself below the surface of the water and watched Sam’s face as Jackson finger-fucked him. The smaller man tipped his head back as he bobbed up and down on the digits. Alek’s eyes darted to Jackson’s face. The werewolf looked so raw and primal as his hungry eyes took in Sam’s appearance. The young man looked sinful and sexy and Jackson growled deep in his throat. Alek always loved Jackson like that. There was something about their mate losing control and looking so feral, like a predator getting ready to pounce on his prey.
Jackson roughly grabbed a handful of Sam’s curls and held his head back while he devoured Sam’s mouth with his own. Alek groaned and gripped the base of his cock in an effort to tame his lust.
“So fucking beautiful,” he whispered, knowing that they could both hear him.
He watched with hungry eyes as Jackson fucked Sam’s mouth with his tongue, his fingers still pumping in and out of the well-stretched hole.
“Lift him up and sit him on your cock, Jackson,” Alek instructed, his voice rougher than usual.
Both of his mates moaned as they broke their kiss and Alek could see by Sam’s face the moment that Jackson’s fingers left his arse.
With another growl, Jackson wasted no time in doing as he was told. He picked up their mate, hoisting him up effortlessly. Sam instinctively wrapped his legs around Jackson’s waist as Jackson sunk him down, slowly, onto his cock. Alek could see Sam’s own erection trapped between their bodies and he knew that there would be enough friction for Sam to get off.
Alek moved closer to them so that he was standing right beside them and allowed himself to reach out a hand to gently tug on one of Sam’s nipples. The hybrid moaned and put his arms around Jackson’s neck as he began moving up and down, fucking himself on the werewolf’s hard cock.
Jackson’s chocolate-brown eyes looked black with lust as he pumped his hips, meeting Sam as the young man sunk himself down even deeper.
It was so intensely erotic for Alek to watch them together, but then all of their lovemaking was. He stroked his own cock harder and continued to torment Sam with his free hand. He slid it lower down Sam’s body until he had made a loose fist around the young man’s dick. Sam cried out and fucked himself down harder onto Jackson, who let his head fall back as he gave in to his lust.
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