It was hot as shit in New Orleans, even at night. They walked, half-drunk, through a quiet French Quarter; they being Enola, Gideon, Gabriel, and Alice. Enola and Alice were laughing, talking loudly, and stumbling until Gideon’s steps halted. Gabriel and Alice froze as well. Clearly, Enola didn’t have the same sixth sense. She looked at them, wondering why the hell their fun had stopped.

Gideon growled, not like a man but a ferocious beast. He took off his suit jacket and ripped the shirt from his, oh so impressive, chest. Enola took a few steps back when Gabriel did the same. She turned to look for Alice, but what she found in her place was a large red wolf.

What the fuck?

In one terrifying blink, they were surrounded by fangs. That was all Enola noticed—fangs.

They had to be vampires.

The black wolf Gideon leapt onto one of the vampires. Enola screamed at the top of her lungs when he ripped out the vampire’s throat and chewed on it like it was puppy chow.

Shit just got real!

Enola wanted to run, but a need to protect Gideon, and the people he loved, took over when they, all of a sudden, began to whine like wounded animals. Gideon, Gabriel, and Alice fell to the ground in a fetal position, all howling in pain.

“Gideon!” Enola gasped painfully.

“Witches,” Alice choked.

Witches?

Did she mean that witches were the reason they were curled up into balls? Enola looked around. At first glance, all she could see were the blood suckers. Upon further inspection, she noticed some figures in the background. She closed her eyes and listened. As she concentrated, she could hear soft chanting.

Enola looked over at Gideon. Pain pierced her core as he howled in pain. Enola raised her arms and focused on the voices in the background. She threw her head back, allowed the heat to take her, and prayed that she wouldn’t kill Gideon, Gabriel, or Alice.

The feeling, the ignition of the fire within was so intense that Enola screamed. It was as if she was being possessed by the very power that she was supposed to be trying to control. Before she knew it, she had fallen to her knees. Enola scratched against the concrete and gasped for air. She was spent. She’d never felt so weak in her life.

Enola opened her eyes. Vampires and witches alike, they were all dead.

“Oh, God,” Enola gasped.

“Gideon,” she breathed when their eyes met.

Gideon stood, unbothered by his nakedness, and looked around at the fiery carnage. “You okay, darlin’?”

“I…um, yeah, I’m okay.”

Alice grabbed what was left of her tank top, covered her breasts, and threw on Gideon’s suit jacket to cover her bottom. She grabbed Gabriel, who was also naked.

“Don’t worry. We’ll go and find you some clothes,” she said, pulling Gabriel away.

When Enola stood and looked down at her nakedness, she realized that Alice was talking to her. Gideon grinned and stalked over to her.

“Nola, darlin’, it seems as though you’ve ruined your clothes,” he said with a predatory smirk.

Enola held her head high. She was not about to be shamed. Shit, she’d just saved their lives.

“It seems as though I have, Gideon. But since I wasn’t born with clothing, I guess I’ll survive.”

“Maybe,” Gideon responded with a mischievous grin.

He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her close. Enola looked up and stared into his beautiful eyes. Thick lashes framed icy grays. Gideon caressed the back of Enola’s head and pulled her face to his. When he pressed his lips to hers, she felt lighter, as if she were floating. Enola happily parted her lips and allowed Gideon’s tongue entry. She pushed her fingers through his thick, wavy hair and her naked breasts against his rock-hard body.

“So fucking beautiful,” Gideon mumbled against her lips.

He lifted her into his arms and carried her to a parked car. Gideon sat her down on the hood and eased her legs apart. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked her head back, and sensually kissed down her neck. Enola groaned as he worked his way down to her erect, sensitive nipples.

“Gideon,” she whispered breathlessly.

Enola reached behind Gideon and palmed his muscular back. She pressed her fingers into his warm skin and pulled him as close as she could. Foreplay at that point wasn’t a necessity. Gideon was obviously on the same page. He grabbed Enola’s ass and lifted her just enough for the large head of his dick to meet the opening of her wet, aching pussy.

Sharp incisors scraped Enola’s shoulders. She inhaled a sharp breath as Gideon pushed deep inside and allowed her only seconds to adjust to his most welcome invasion.

“Ohhh, damn,” Gideon groaned. “So damn tight, darlin’.”

He lifted her, nearly off of his dick, before pulling her back down.

“Aghh!” Enola cried out.

The sheer size of his manhood was like nothing Enola had ever experienced. She was no virgin, but she didn’t have the best of luck when it came to the size of her previous lovers.

Gideon gripped her ass and fucked her with perfect, mind-blowing rhythm. His muscles flexed as he lifted and lowered her with ease.

“Fuck! Oh my…Gideon!”

Enola held on tight for fear that she would faint from the unbridled joy she felt every time he propelled into her. Gideon’s fingers pressed harder against her flesh as he pounded her thirsty pussy with fierce determination. His grunts and her cries echoed through the air. Gideon held Enola up with one hand, wrapped an arm around her waist, and hugged her tight. Somehow, someway, Gideon’s strokes grew even more forceful.

“Ughh, fuuuuck, Nola! I gotta have you, baby.”

“You have me. You…you have me,” Enola wheezed.

“Are you sure, Nola? You have to be sure.”

“Yesss,” Enola hissed.

Her entire body began to tremble as Gideon mastered her body. Her pussy throbbed, uncontrollably, as his massive rod massaged her inner walls. The rise and fall of ecstasy was coming to an explosive end. Enola had reached a peak, and she was about to fall. She tightened her legs around his hips, squeezing herself around his wet, slippery dick at every stroke. Enola dug into his back, and screamed out his name.

Enola was coming!

She was coming hard!

Enola cried out in pleasure, not giving a fuck who heard.

“That’s it, darlin’. Come for me, baby,” Gideon encouraged.

Enola’s body went limp as her pussy convulsed and throbbed around his super-hard dick. Her head fell heavily against his shoulder. She was spent.

“Gotdamn!” she cursed against his shoulder.

Gideon lowered Enola to the ground and kissed the top of her head. “It’s my turn now, love. I gotta fuck you my way.”

Gideon turned Enola around and pushed her breasts against the cool hood of the car. He guided his dick inside her, and pushed into her with a force that lifted her feet from the ground. Enola gasped for air and clawed at the hood of the car for support. There was no support. She had to take every inch of his big dick like a grown ass woman.

Gideon pushed against her back and fucked her without mercy. She whimpered, he growled. A real growl, as only an animal would. He pushed and pumped into her until she was nearing another explosive end.

“Gideon,” she choked.

His thrusts were merciless. He smacked her ass and howled into the night sky before pressing his big chest against her sweaty back. Enola could feel his warm breath against her neck. Gideon grabbed a good portion of her hair and turned her head to the side, exposing her shoulder, and bit hard enough to pierce her delicate skin. Enola screamed but to her surprise, she was experiencing more pleasure than pain as he filled her with his warm seed.

“Ohhh, fuuuuuuuck!” Gideon roared.

Enola collapsed against the car, panting like the animal Gideon was. He was trembling and his breathing was labored as he placed gentle kisses to her shoulder. After catching his breath, Gideon stood, pulling Enola with him. He held her tight, her back to his chest, and whispered, “Mate.”