Spurts of semen splashed the couch as his ass clenched. He felt something move inside him, like his heart was being plucked. The connection he’d already felt toward Ford deepened.
They were mated. Mercy just knew it. Their souls were now soldered together. There was no going back. Ford was it for him.
He’d also made a complete mess and didn’t care. His orgasm had rocked his foundation, and Mercy never wanted it to end.
Ford pulled away from his shoulder. “Shit.” He wiped his sweaty forehead on Mercy’s back. “About to fill you with my cum, mate.”
“Do it,” Mercy begged. The words were electrifying and more than likely had Ford close to release.
Sweaty hair clung to Mercy’s face as Ford hammered into his hole. The man grunted, stiffened, and Mercy felt his mate’s cock pulsing with his release. “Mine!” Ford snarled.
They collapsed into a sweaty mess. Ford rolled, probably so he wouldn’t crush Mercy, and gasped for air. Mercy had turned to cuddle into his mate when he saw a shadow across the room.
It was the man from Cresting Moon.
The one with the dark and malevolent glare.
Chapter Seven
Mercy shouted when he was thrown over the couch. He scrambled to his feet to peek over the back, shocked to see that Ford had already shifted into his bear.
And he was huge.
Mercy had never seen a bear before. Not in real life. If he hadn’t known it was Ford, he might have pissed himself before passing out.
“I have no issues with your human companion,” the stranger said to Ford. “He is free to dress and leave. No harm will come to him.”
Mercy didn’t believe him. He still felt that malevolent vibe coming off him.
The stranger, now that Mercy had a closer look, was very handsome. Dark hair and eyes, which Mercy had already known, but the guy also had a five o’clock shadow, great cheekbones, and he smelled rather nicely.
The guy waved toward the couch. “Please, dress.”
Ford took a step closer to the intruder, growling a warning.
“It would be unwise to attack me,” the guy said. “Try and I’ll make it to your lover before you come near me. I’ll snap his neck and be out the door before his body hits the ground.”
Was he one of the enemies Ford spoke of or the vampire Ford was hunting? The guy said he could move fast, so to test his suspicion, Mercy said, “I’m just getting my clothes, Vladimir. I’m not making any sudden movements.”
The side of the guy’s mouth curled upward, but the flat coldness in his eyes remained. “So you know who I am.”
Ford gave another deep, throaty growl. Mercy had heard that vampires existed, and Ford had confirmed it when he’d said he was hunting one, but to be in the same room, looking at a real-life vampire, was terrifying.
His breath sawed in and out as Mercy stared at the stranger. He had to get his breathing under control before he fainted.
Mercy eased around the couch, trying to keep his cock from showing as he bent and gathered his clothing. He even put his sneakers on and tied them.
“You are free to leave,” Vladimir said.
Mercy wasn’t going anywhere. He wasn’t leaving Ford with the deranged vampire. He was also afraid that if he tried to make it to the door, Vladimir would come after him.
He also didn’t believe Vladimir when he said no harm would come to him. Instead, Mercy remained behind the huge bear, his back to the wall.
“Very well.” Vladimir shrugged. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to leave.” He looked at Ford and smirked. “By the way, I went back a month later and finished what I’d started with that family you tried so desperately to save. Too bad you didn’t stick around to help them.”
Ford shifted into his human form, taking Mercy by surprise. Mercy stumbled back, shocked, and also blushing from just how nude his mate was. Sue him. Mercy was under a lot of stress. He couldn’t help his mind had gone there.
“You killed the Rankle family?”
Mercy not only heard the rage coming from Ford but felt it roll over him like a thunderstorm. But Ford didn’t move, didn’t attack the vampire. He stood between Vladimir and Mercy.
“The same thing I’m going to do to you and your pet,” Vladimir said. “You should’ve never interfered in my business. Be forewarned, bear, I’m coming for you.”
One second Vladimir was standing by the window, and then he was gone. Mercy hadn’t seen him move. Yet he