Dawn Endeavor 1: Fallon's Flame by Marie Harte Page A

Jesse rolled over him and punched him fully in the face.
    Expecting to see a broken nose around so much blood, Olivia watched in shock as Jules wrenched his nose back into place and wiped the blood away. The swelling ceased as if Jesse hadn't hit him.
    “Wh-what… You… He didn't…”
    Gunnar caught her in his arms and stripped her, immune to her struggles. Naked, every place they touched her lit her on fire. He growled and leaned closer to sniff her. “I can't tell. She still smells like Fallon.”
    Jules sat on top of Jesse and leaned close. “Enough. We're going to settle this right the fuck now.” He levered off Jesse and pulled him to his feet.
    Poor Jesse looked beat, but when he looked at her, hunger darkened his gaze.
    “That's right. You want your mate, Fallon. You know what you have to do.” Jesse shook his head, but he didn't protest when Jules stripped him of his clothes.
    Gunnar had said they all enjoyed one another. And right then Olivia could believe it. The aggression in the air turned to lust between one heartbeat and the next. Gunnar held her back to his chest, but she could feel his steely cock against her backside. He cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple as they watched Jules handle Jesse.
    Jules mirrored Gunnar's stance, putting Jesse's back to his front. “If you're a part of us, then you're really a part of us ,” Jules said clearly, his silver gaze glued to Olivia's. “Can you handle that, Olivia? Can you be what Fallon needs you to be?” 

    Jesse didn't seem to mind Jules's hold. The feral light in his gaze made his eyes look almost yellow. To her astonishment, his pupils narrowed and lengthened as she'd seen them do once before. His cock bobbed, long and thick, and she licked her lips, remembering the sweet taste of him.
    “Watch. This is what he needs. A Circ to touch him.” Jules encircled Jesse's cock with a large fist.
    The sight of such a manly hand around Jesse aroused her, and she squirmed in Gunnar's grip.
    “Her scent's stronger now. Less him and more her. It's really faint, but it's there,” he said to Jules.
    “Good.” Jules smiled, the hint of his fangs there to see. Was it her imagination, or did he look a few inches taller than he normally did?
    She wanted to follow that line of thought, but Jesse's hunger captured her. She couldn't look away, especially not when Jules led him toward her.
    “Suck on her breast,” Jules ordered in a raspy voice, his scent strong, dominant.
    Yet she didn't want him. She wanted the male made for her. The one closing in on her, fighting to protect her, to covet her.
    Jesse closed his mouth over the nipple Gunnar held for him. A thick cock slid between her buttocks, not penetrating but pushing, while Jesse sucked her nipple, bringing her on a shockingly fast climb to orgasm. The incredible situation grew more bizarre when Jules stripped out of his clothes. Fascinated, she watched him masturbate a monstrously large cock, slick with a lubricant she hadn't seen him apply.
    He stepped behind Jesse and pulled him back. “Watch, Olivia. I'm in charge. Your Jesse answers to me; you answer to me.”
    “No.” Oh wow . He looked like he was going to do Jesse right in front of her, and Jesse seemed to want it.
    “Yes,” he hissed, then bent Jesse over the bed right next to her and proceeded to fuck her lover up the ass. “He takes what I give him. This Circ belongs to me .”

    She stared, enraptured by the sight of two handsome alpha males engaged in taboo pleasure. Jules reamed him with dominance in mind; he all but seethed with it. Jesse grunted as he took it, but she could feel his devotion, his acceptance of his leader, for whom he felt such respect.
    Jules slowed and turned them, so that she faced Jesse head-on. So close, she could feel his breath fanning her flesh.
    “Isn't it hot?” Gunnar breathed in her ear. “We normally don't do it this way unless we're changed , but we're making an exception for you. Jules doesn't want to