“Really?” she murmured, hand still on his thigh. He hoped she wasn’t having second thoughts about spending the night with them. “I hope none of them are as brutalist as this one.”
“I bet the inside isn’t as bad,” Titan said, then flinched when Arthur appeared next to the van’s door without warning. Even knowing vampires could move with incredible stealth and speed, Titan was taken by surprise.
“Arthur,” he gasped, rubbing his chest. “I’m big but not tough, so don’t give me a heart attack!”
“How did he beat us here?” she asked, letting go of his thigh to open her door. Arthur disappeared from his side and reappeared on her side of the van.
“Let me show you inside,” he said, holding out a hand. Titan rushed to get out and circle around to be close to the two of them. The moment he was within reach, Arthur grabbed him by the back of the neck.
All worries vanished.
He didn’t really notice anything as Arthur led them into the well-lit house. Not until Beatrix made a humming sound.
“You have interesting taste,” she said.
Titan forced himself to look around as Arthur led them through the house. It was a living room-like area with a long couch, several chairs, and a piece of art on each wall.
Unfortunately, the inside was as cold as the outside. The couch didn’t even look comfortable and the art was all shapes and colors that made Titan’s brain hurt because he wanted them to make sense but they didn’t.
“I bought the house fully furnished," Arthur explained. “I wanted something made from concrete with double pane windows. The only place I bothered to change was the study.”
“Show me,” Beatrix demanded. Titan would never think to make a demand, but he was happy Beatrix had. He wanted to know what Arthur’s personal space looked like.
The moment they walked into the study, Titan saw Arthur in the soft lighting, warm earth tones, and an overstuffed couch covered in plenty of soft, plump pillows.
“We’re staying in here,” Beatrix declared, pulling the two of them to the couch.
Arthur chuckled. “Whatever you wish.”
Letting go of Arthur’s hand, she shoved him down on the couch. He let go of Titan’s neck as he sat. Titan tried to follow and sit at the other end of the couch so Beatrix could nestle between them, but she guided him to settle right next to Arthur.
“I’m not sure about everything yet,” she said, climbing onto Titan’s lap and stretching her legs across Arthur’s thighs. “But I definitely want more kissing and touching. There’s something real and intense between us. I want to explore it.”
Arthur’s eyes gleamed with lust. “I have no objections.”
“Same,” Titan said.
“Let’s start here.” Beatrix cupped his cheeks and put her lips to his.
If he was in wolf form, his tail would be wagging.
Chapter Three
Arthur
After waiting so long to find his flock, Arthur enjoyed sitting back and watching the two of them kiss. He was going to join them, but for a moment he wanted to simply fill his gaze with their beauty.
Beatrix with her soft, small body was such a contrast to the massive Titan. The funny part was that their dispositions were as opposite to each other as their body shapes. It was clear that Beatrix had a forceful personality. Everyone around her would know where they stood with her. From the way she burst into the bar, he knew she was fearless. Only a human with a strong will could’ve made it past the wards on that building.
She was the type to be unstoppable when on a mission.
Then there was Titan. The giant wolf shifter was nothing but sweetness and light. Arthur marveled at the man’s almost innocent-looking aura. They were the colors of a child: trusting and loving. What hurt Arthur was the slight color of deep pain under all the bright happiness.
He was determined to protect his tender-hearted wolf and tiny, delicate human.
Titan moaned and the shimmer of lust infused his aura, sending a wave of desire through Arthur. He was already sensitive to Titan, which meant it would be incredibly intense when they shared souls.
He couldn’t wait.