Freaks & Geek

Chapter 18: Selfish Love

Val smiled at his sleeping mate before leaving her tucked in and heading to the parlor where Damien sat on the ground playing with Brutus and Gunner. Wes was busy stroking Alistair's fur as he laid in his lap. Saber was probably off somewhere being destructive per usual. "We could still hear her." Wes said with a chuckle causing Val to smile. "She broke my mirror." Damien's eyes widened. "That thing is huge and fortified." Val shrugged pouring a glass of bourbon. "Our wife is powerful."

"She said yes?!" Wes asked excitedly. "Of course! I want to get married as soon as possible." Damien chuckled at him. "It's up to her. I know mortal women and they don't play about weddings. Give her your input, but leave the planning to her." Val nodded in understanding before taking a sip and making a face.

"What? You love bourbon." Wes said in confusion. "I do, but our wife decided to pack some of the world's best bourbons and whiskey with a sprinkle of her blood in each bottle and now she's ruined it for me. If it doesn't have her blood, I don't want it."

"She spoils you too much," Damien stated with a smirk. "Kiss my ass." Val retorted. "How is she?" Wes asked concerned. Val looked sheepish as he rubbed the back of her head. "She passed out during the marking ritual." Wes sighed worriedly. "Are we too much for her? I mean, I know she's ½ demon and ¼ angel, but it seems like her witch DNA is pretty strong and present."

Wes sighed. "She's quite mortal and mating with all of us...sharing a life with all of us...that's a lot." Damien looked at his dear friend and sighed. "She's not going anywhere, Wesley. You have to trust her love for you...for us. She's agreed to be our wife and our mate. We will give her the life fitting for a Princess of the Underworld, Queen of the vampires and Luna over all werewolves."

Wes smiled at his best friend who always knew just what to say to calm him. "We're going to have to introduce her to everyone, you know." Val spoke up with a sigh. "She's not ready for that." Damien spoke sternly. "She's going to have to be. The moment word gets out that we're mated the world is going to want to know who she is."

Damien knew Val was right, but he was worried. He didn't know how people would respond to the first ever known tribrid. "We'll start with Hell first. We'll introduce her to the demons, succubi and incubi and go from there." Damien declared before petting Brutus.

Wes and Val agreed with his plan, but hated the idea of going to Hell. Val didn't really mind it as he appreciated the warmth that was polar opposite to his constant cold status. Wes despised it. He felt like he was suffocating at all times and the added heat to his already warm temperature was unbearable most of the time. He would, however, suck it up to be with his mate as she becomes introduced to Hell as their Princess.

Harlow woke up feeling sore in all the right places. She got up slowly and noticed that the glass shards from her destructive orgasm was cleaned up. She made her way to the bathroom before turning on the light. She stared at her reflection and snickered. She looked like a woman who was royally and properly fucked and reveled in it.

She looked at the symbol on the left side of her neck and smiled. It was an intricate symbol that she swore she had seen before somewhere. She rubbed the mark and immediately got hit with an orgasmic wave. She grabbed onto the sink to stop herself from falling down.

"You okay there, querida?" Val asked behind her with a smirk. "What was that?" She asked out of breath. He chuckled at her before kissing her temple. "Any time you or I touch my mark you it will notify me and I will come to you wherever you are. As an added feature, it will also give you an orgasm. The life of a vampire mate is one riddled with pleasure and lust."

Harlow visibly shook from the aftershock and Val smiled happily. "I have to pee. Get out." Val looked at her dumbfounded. "Querida, my tongue has been so far up your pussy it's crazy. You can pee in front of me." Harlow pushed him out with the little energy she had. "We will not become one of those couples." She slammed the door in his face with a laugh.