Ambrose pinned me to the wall while I was in my taller form, his right arm already curled around my waist. He and Daviel were hungry, so I offered my throat and they quickly sank their fangs into my permanent scarring from feeding the two-in-one. Daviel's feral growl as he relaxed made me smile, so I pushed my fingers into the thick, long midnight-black hair and gave them a scalp massage.

The pleasure from our union of teeth in flesh wasn't overwhelming, but it was certainly a prominent issue by the time my vampire had his fill. Ambrose licked my wounds shut as usual, his left hand palming my erection while he held my trembly form in his opposite arm. I moaned softly and groaned as his lips met mine. The coppery, metallic taste of my blood on Ambrose's tongue was a stark reminder of what he had been doing moments before. Even so, I loosely looped my arms over his shoulders and pressed closer for a deeper kiss.

I sensed the change as Daviel came fully forward (and Ambrose retreated), the bold desire had me being pinned to the bed in a flash. I moaned into his mouth as he practically ripped down my pajama shorts and underwear. Daviel's growly hiss of pleasure when he saw my messy state made me embarrassed as usual, but his fingers quickly pushed inside my slick channel and his left hand curled around my cock.

"Pull up your t-shirt, my naughty little wolf." he ordered, his rougher and slightly deeper version of Ambrose's voice making me shiver.

I did as told and he pounced on my nipples, which had already hardened into stiff peaks. His sharp fangs pricked my sensitive skin and I shuddered with a groan, twisting as pleasure sparked from below. His fingers continued to roll, prod, and bash my prostate. The building sensation that would lead to my climax was being partly halted due to Daviel's grip. I twitched and trembled, weakly clinging onto my feral vampire.

Daviel looked up and Ambrose was now present in the forefront as well with one silver iris while the other remained crimson. I moaned their names and wriggled, so they rolled me onto my stomach and ushered me forward on their bed. I felt them straddle my thighs and press my asscheeks apart, so I shivered with desire as their big, dripping cock was pushed over my hole.

"Ambrose, Daviel..." I mewled, currently using magic to keep myself from orgasming.

"Anwyll," they growled, now pushing the head inside. "Breathe..."

I took a deep breath and slowly let it out as they pressed their cock all the way inside. We breathed a sigh of relief despite the tension in my abdomen because of our position. It feels good, though, but I wanted to lift my hips a little. My asscheeks were smacked, making me pout into the bedding as my vampire adjusted themselves.

"Anwyll," they growled into my right wolf ear, making me clamp down as my cock throbbed. They grabbed the base of my tail and I cried out but didn't let myself come.

"Oh, fuck..." I whined, trembling underneath them. Ambrose and Daviel chuckled, curling their hands around my chest to tease my nipples. I bucked my hips, but it wasn't enough. "More, please!"

"Go on," they whispered, nibbling my left wolf ear. "Keep begging, our beloved little wolf."

"B-but I'm not little right now..."

Ambrose and Daviel reached underneath my pelvis and stroked my cock, making me squirm and mewl. "Hmm?" they pressed. "Those words did not sound like ones pleading for more."

I pouted. Waltz has definitely talked with my vampire more lately. I'd caught Daviel and my sadistic faerie king conversing about ways to spice up our bedroom talk last week, so I guess that's being put into play today.

Ambrose cupped my head, petting my wolf ears while he waited for me to respond. Daviel was more anxious and eager to continue, so I gave in and quickly found my ass being pounded. I gripped the sheets and muffled my voice, but Daviel slipped his hand under my jaw to tug my head back. He and Ambrose took great care to quiet my noises of pleasure with kisses. I shivered as the urge to climax welled again, feeling my vampire's fangs against my skin while my prostate was being hammered.

"Are you holding back?" growled Daviel, his harsh breaths cascading over my left cheek and the side of my neck. "Release your magic, little wolf."

I blushed. "B-but—!"

"Do it," ordered Ambrose, so I complied, much to his and Daviel's immense pleasure.

I immediately orgasmed with a shaky, weak, and rather embarrassing moan of relief and pleasure. The ecstasy upon climax faded into a subtle euphoria while I panted. Ambrose's and Daviel's fingers locked with mine as they began to hump my ass, digging their cock deeper. I squeezed the thick length and they shuddered with a soft groan, then laid down over my back. I snuggled in with their heat and weight on top me, surrounded by their scent.

"Thank you, my little wolf. I love you." murmured Daviel, kissing my head.

"I love you too, Daviel. Sleep well." I replied, then sensed his retreat from the forefront of Ambrose's mind.

Ambrose himself remained on top of me and cuddled my form, kissing my head and face until I giggled. I managed to roll onto my back and hug his neck, pressing kisses to his face until he chuckled.

"My precious little wolf," he whispered, "I love you." Ambrose gently pressed his lips to mine, then we both groaned when his phone rang.

He pushed up and twisted around to grab his smartphone off the bedside table. Ambrose eyed the name and rolled his eyes, then tapped the screen and put it on speakerphone.

"Yes, Matthew?"

"Oh good, I am relieved you answered, Sir Ambrose. I was not able to reach our king."

My eyebrows flicked up as soon as I heard the worry in Matthew Jackal's voice. "I'm here. What do you need from me, Matthew?"

My and Ambrose's representative/aide, the elderly vampire that came to usurp me from power originally and later helped me gain information on Azazel the "Evil Spider," didn't usually contact us on a day off unless it was really important. So I guess something happened.

"Some of the newer vampires caused a stir with the werewolves, so now a pack is demanding reparations and an apology from the king."

I sighed harshly and rubbed my face as I crossed my legs. "What the heck happened? Did someone get killed? Or is this just a haughty pack member who thinks he can get whatever he wants?"

Ambrose looked at me with a smirk for some reason, then moved to sit down next to me. He hugged my form to his side and then pecked my lips while we listened to Matthew fumbling for the paperwork. I smiled at my beloved vampire and pushed up a bit to meet his lips this time.

"I love you too, Rose." I whispered, hugging his midsection.

His left hand's fingers splayed against my flat stomach, then he nosed my head and kissed my temple with a soft sigh. Ambrose is really relaxed, so that makes me very happy. I gently brushed my knuckles across his pecs, then nuzzled his throat and jawline. I pecked his chin, then refocused on the task at hand as Matthew released a heavy sigh.

"It seems there were several severe altercations with two werewolves needing to be hospitalized and both are currently in critical condition. Five other wolves were injured, although not too terribly. As for the three new vampires that caused this situation, one is currently imprisoned on orders from the wolf pack leader while the other two are hiding away in their Makers' homes."

I hummed. "That is quite serious. What are the demands? Did the pack leader state whether or not he was using the imprisoned vampire as a hostage to get their dues?"

Matthew flipped through a few pages. "Ah, Bastien Lapointe, the pack leader, stated that he would not release the vampire until his needs have been met. And if we refuse, the vampire gets killed."

I raised an eyebrow. "What kind of cringeworthy crime show did that guy watch? But all right, Ambrose and I will be there soon. We're not exactly dressed for the occasion—well, I'm not really clothed."

Matthew spluttered and said he was looking forward to seeing us soon, then quickly ended the call. I burst into laughter and grinned up at Ambrose, then beamed when I noticed his amused expression. My vampire lover cupped my head and kissed my cheeks, then gently played with both sets of my ears while my tail wagged.

"Should I stay at this height for the meeting?" I asked, gesturing to my five-foot-eight self. "It's better than being fifteen inches shorter and treated as a stupid child."

Ambrose tugged my rump into his lap and cuddled my form. "I love both of your sizes, my little wolf. Whatever you choose is perfectly all right with me."

I snuggled in and let my right cheek rest on his opposite shoulder. "Okay, Rose. I love you."

"I love you, too." he replied quietly, then asked, "Should I choose your outfit?"

I hummed. "That would be nice, but I think we should pick it out together."

He chuckled. "That sounds lovely, my dear king."

"Good, my beloved queen."

Ambrose's breath hitched and he started coughing, so I giggled and rubbed his shoulder blades. I'm sure he's going to get me back in some way later on. But for now, he was just kissy and loving on me as usual. Of course I returned the favor.

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Matthew rushed over as soon as he saw our entrance to the grand hall of the castle. I had teleported us there from Ambrose's room, but usually my vampire "queen" uses the key I made for him when I cannot go as well. The old-looking vampire very nearly hugged me, but Ambrose moved my form aside before our aide could grab me. I chuckled and rubbed his forearms, then smiled warmly at our aide.

"Sorry for the wait, Matthew."

"Not at all, my liege lord. It is a pleasure to know that you are coming to handle the situation."

I eyed the elderly gentleman. "Need I remind you that today is Rose's and my day off?"

Matthew glanced away for a split second, his face stiff. "U-uh, yes, my king."

"You do have the authority to handle a situation like this, but we are here and I will take care of it. Is the Lapointe guy here in the castle? Or is he out waiting in a field to duel or something?"

Matthew chuckled, becoming more relaxed after I cracked the joke. But, much to my amazement, Alpha Bastien Lapointe was actually waiting outside in full combat gear as if he was expecting some kind of resistance. I sighed and shook my head, then exited the grand double doors made of steel. They swung easily and our trio was able to stride through the arched doorway onto the stone steps and down the matching pathway that led to the garden.

I actually rebuilt and remade the castle, although I changed some parts to give it a more modern touch. The official capital also became a home to many vampires in the Western Hemisphere, although some clans preferred to live in other hemispheres because they'd already made their very long-term homes there. I did make sure clans living outside of the capital were keeping things running smoothly, though, by requesting bi-monthly reports from the leaders.

Ambrose straightened as we turned the corner and reached the location of the furious alpha. I rubbed his lower back, then stepped forward to greet the older man. Alpha Bastien Lapointe stared down at me (since he's well over six feet tall like my beloved vampire), then turned his head away to see Ambrose.

The alpha greeted him by saying, "You must be the king of vampires..."

I glanced back at Ambrose, but he was trying hard not to laugh. I pouted. Is it because of the clothes? I know they're cute, but surely this werewolf didn't think I was there for decoration.

But perhaps my outfit was the cause for Alpha Bastien's outright dismissal of my presence. Although I usually wear whatever I want, I dressed up a little more femininely today with form-hugging, high-waisted denim shorts in black and a white t-shirt with a metallic silver bat print on the sleeves and chest pocket. It could have also been due to the black and sparkly metal bat clip in my wavy silvery heather hair that curled neatly behind my ears.

Ambrose, as a fellow fan with Waltz of thigh-high socks on me, had paired my outfit with white ones that had a thick, light gray band around the tops and ankles. My shoes were matching in color, of course, with a few black squares along the sides to keep the monochromatic theme. I was also wearing a black plastic choker and a matching velvet backpack purse, so the look felt complete thanks to Ambrose's and my efforts together.

My sweet Rose hid his annoyance well, but I was merely amused while the alpha started demanding things. I eyed my vampire with a small smile and winked at him. I approached the other pack members, my wolf characteristics currently hidden from view with magic.

My vampire subjects actually quite adore my small form and appearance despite my status as a hybrid of a wolf and dragon (aside from being mixed with tons of other creatures). Because I usually get bombarded with vampires wanting to cuddle me, Ambrose gets both annoyed and envious. Inevitably, he keeps my form safely tucked against his side whenever that situation occurs. However, that bombardment of affection from my subjects happens less when I hide my characteristics and I'm in my taller form like I am now.

"Say," I started, making one of the guards' ears twitch. He glanced down at me, so I smiled warmly. "Don't you really just need a healer?"

The guard scoffed and turned his head, refusing to look at me again. I hummed and stepped behind him, letting my tail become visible for a second. It brushed his leg and he flinched, then looked down. My tail was no longer in sight, which made me giggle mischievously. I stepped around the second guard, looking up into his brown eyes.

"Are you planning on exploiting us while using your injured pack mates as an excuse?"

The second guard bristled, baring his teeth in a growl. I hopped away from him towards Ambrose, then chuckled darkly.

"My, it seems like I hit the winning ticket for you to get so pissed off." I remarked with a smirk, backing against Ambrose's front. My beloved man was quite pleased with my current spot.

Alpha Bastien tensed when Ambrose's fingers brushed through my bangs. His eyes widened as my smirk deepened. "Have you finally realized who you were planning to scam to get more than what you're owed?"

The alpha suddenly burst into laughter, which made Ambrose irritated. He tensed and held my form more firmly to his front. I petted his forearms and smiled to myself, but that faded when Alpha Bastien rolled his eyes.

"Unbelievable! To think the vampires have fallen so low!" he exclaimed, slowly turning in a circle to present me to the guards. "This puny girly boy is the king of vampires!"

Alpha Bastien curled down about eight inches and sneered in my face. "What, did you seduce the last ruler with that appearance? What about the vamp behind you? He's weak for falling into a trap."

I didn't react at first, but my hand wrapped around his throat when he started insulting my hardworking, super handsome, amazing vampire beloved. Alpha Bastien's laughter quickly turned to choked gasps as I used my dragon strength. I chuckled darkly and shoved him backwards. The big, dumb alpha bowled over his guards and they crumpled to a heap with several yelps.

"Say, my dear Rose, shall I show them why and how I became the king?"

Ambrose chuckled. "You should avoid the how, otherwise we will get a hundred bloodthirsty wolves on our doorstep."

"Ah," I murmured, eyeing the freaked out trio. "Good point, my love."

Ambrose blushed and curled down to kiss my head, then he stepped back as I shifted into my full-sized wolf-dragon form. Alpha Bastien screamed in terror at first, but the guards were frozen in place as I slowly walked around them. I lowered my head and stared into their eyes.

"Seduction? No, you foolish alpha. I crushed her under my talons." I stated, lifting my right foreleg to show off the shiny, sharp talons. "Would you like to experience them for yourself?"

"N-no!" exclaimed the alpha, scrambling onto his knees and then prostrating himself. "I sincerely apologize for wanting more than necessary."

"I shall dole out your punishment shortly, but your pack members have been healed and my kin is back home. Do mess with my subjects again. Understood?" I pressed, showing off my teeth as I practically shoved my nose into Alpha Bastien's face.

"U-understood, sir!"

I sat upright and curled my fluffy tail around Ambrose. "Apologize to him," I growled. "Ambrose Savage-Arcane is my beloved and an extremely strong warrior."

Alpha Bastien pressed his forehead to the stone pathway and quickly apologized, but I had him look up and say it directly to my beloved vampire. Ambrose's fingers curled in my fur as the alpha werewolf profusely apologized for being an asshole. I let him stand up, then I shifted back and hugged my man's waist.

"Are you okay, Rose?"

Silver eyes met my violet ones. I beamed as he curled down and pecked my lips, then he asked me to return to my original size. Alpha Bastien's eyes widened as I shrank down and was cuddled against Ambrose's left side. I rubbed his chest, then our lips met once more before he cupped the back of my head. His fingers brushed my nape, so I shivered and clutched tighter onto his shirt while nuzzling his shoulder.

"Wh-what..." Alpha Bastien sounded flummoxed by the situation, which made me grin in a cheeky manner.

I giggled and turned my head to look at the older werewolf. "Oh, I almost forgot about your punishment, Alpha Bastien."

Now the green-eyed man looked scared. I smirked and turned my head to kiss Ambrose's cheek, then heard the alpha's guards gasp aloud. "Alpha!" they exclaimed.

Ambrose began to laugh at the sight of the guards fussing over the shocked Alpha Bastien while he fingered his new cat ears and tail. The pack leader doesn't know it right now, but the punishment will wear off in a few days.

Ambrose chuckled and petted my head, kissing it moments before stroking my tail. "I am assuming the feline add-ons are temporary?"

"You assumed correctly, Rose."

"How amusing. It was quite pleasing to see his expression morph from fear to shock, then humiliation while he tried to hide his appearance."

I grinned. "I figured as much. You and Daviel have sadistic tendencies, although Daviel is definitely higher on that spectrum. It's very subtle with you."

Ambrose chuckled. "Only when it comes to you, my little wolf. My thoughts and desires can be quite dark whenever annoyances pop up like that Lapointe fellow."

"Is it 'cause he interrupted our time together?" I asked softly, petting his pecs and just brushing around his sensitive nipples.

After inhaling deeply, Ambrose quickly carried me into the castle and to our office. As soon as we entered, Matthew immediately noticed Ambrose's mood and let us go without a word. I locked the door to the office with magic, then Ambrose sat down on the sofa. I started to unbutton his black t-shirt, which made for a really sexy contrast with his lightly tanned skin. I sucked on his neck while pushing his shirt off his shoulders, so Ambrose was tense and trembling with his cock rising against my left inner thigh.