Knights, Werewolves, Vampires OH MY!!!!

Chapter three
As the three men stood watching the sky light up, both Oz and Angel doubled over. The wave of magic that preceded the sparks had finally hit the trio with the supernatural two of the group feeling it.
Xander rushed over to Oz to check on his friend, and helped to make sure that he was able to stand. They both looked at angel who recovered quicker, and was staring off into the distance with a look of fear and concern.
He quickly turned towards the two boys, “Listen there is magic headed this way, which is why Oz and I doubled over. It’s very strong magic, strong enough to make even Angelus scared. When I give you the word run back to the library as quick as you can, have willow and Giles investigation this from their end, and I will do so from here.”
“Listen DB, if it’s magic and if it’s coming this way, then it might be meant for one of us. We can’t outrun magic, and if we tried it would hurt those innocents between it and us. We need to face it here and now. Plus we don’t have much of a choice, because here it comes,” yelled Xander.
Out of the trees, causing the leaves to burst into flames; came the sparks. The trail of destruction the left was not hard to follow or see from where they stood. Xander’s only hope was that it didn’t do the town too much damage, or they would have a hard time covering it up.
When the bundles of sparks arrived at the spot where they stood, the three men stood rock still. Not sure what these sparks were, or what caused them, good or bad magic, they were afraid to interact with them. The two bunches of sparks combined, and formed a circle around the three of them. Encircling them and going around faster and faster, until it looked like a solid line of red and blue had them trapped.
As quickly as they begun spinning they stopped. The blue in front of Oz and the red in front of Angel. What surprised them all the most was with Xander in the middle of the two men, a third bundle appeared half from the blue and half from the red. The third bundle swirled and combined into such swift motions that it now looked purple instead of with of its original colors.
Looking at each other the three men started to step back away from the floating bundles of colored sparks. But the sparks weren’t having any of that. They shot out into streaks hitting all three men in the chest with their own colors, knocking the trio off their feet and ten feet back through the air.
When they landed all three men with withering and moving on the ground. They each were feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure from the sparks, their movements could be mistaken those of men in pain, or in the midst of a very powerful orgasmic experience.
When it was over the men just lay there on ground panting, even Angel was taking an un-needed breath now and then. Trying to stand, all of them staggered over to the nearest crypt wall and collapsed.
It was of course Xander who broke the silence first.
“What the in the name of hell was that?” he demanded to know. “I mean I have had some erotic dreams and feelings, but that surpassed them all, and the pain I don’t know whether to call it pain or pleasure.”
I don’t know but I agree it did feel good, thought Oz. Unknowingly he sent the thought to both of the other men, who acted like he commented out loud.
“Your right it was good Oz,” said Angel.
“I wouldn’t mind feeling that pleasure again,” said Xander, wiggling he eyebrow in a suggestive manner.
This caused Angel just to look at him, and groan.
That was when Angel took notice of the puzzled look on the young werewolf’s face. He wondered what was wrong with Oz.
“Oz, are you okay, nothing is hurting is it?” asked the concern vampire. This immediately brought Xander into focus on his friend, and he to noticed the confused look.
“Well, I didn’t say that comment out loud, yet both of you answered like you heard me say something,” replied Oz.
“But I did hear it buddy,” Xander said, now with the confused look on his face.
“Oz, why don’t you try it again, and see if we can hear you,” asked Angel.
“OKAY, CAN YOU HEAR ME?” sent Oz, causing both of the other men to grab their heads in pain.
“Ya, we heard you , too LOUD and too CLEAR,” griped Xander. “Oz, man, that actually hurt,” he complained.
“Sorry, I must have put too much of a push behind it,” apologized the musician.
“That’s okay, Oz, we know you didn’t mean to hurt us,” Angel commented.
“Listen, all of this smacks of one of Willow’s failed spells, and I really am not in the mood to confront her or bother Giles with right now,” said Xander.
The other two agreed with him, and they sat there in the night, wondering what to do.
“Listen this is not sitting here in the dark is not getting us anywhere, so why don’t we go back to my place, and see what we can do from there,” said Angel.
For some strange reason the other to agreed with him, they felt like they needed to be together, and didn’t want to part company yet.
Getting up and brushing off their clothes from sitting on the ground, the trio head towards Angel’s car and Oz’s van, rode back to the apartment the souled vampire kept in town. While he still owned the Crawford Mansion, it held to many bad memories of the time he was Angelus, so Angel avoided that place as much as possible.
After Angel let them into his apartment, he quickly excused himself to grab a shower to get the blood and grim from falling out of the tree off, and to change clothes. Plus he had to do something with his hair, it being a mess was driving him around the bend.
The other two young men were busy exploring Angel’s apartment, but each time one of them would pass the other, they couldn’t help but touch. At first it was just hands grazing hands, and then shoulder touching shoulder. Finally Xander pinned Oz in a corner, touching his face, stroking down the side as Ox leaned into the touch, and let out a soft moan.
“I wondered who was going to break first,” he sighed, leaning in and kissing Xander’s pouty lips, gently at first, then with a little more pressure. Parting his lips a little, his tongue slipped out, seeking permission to enter and permission was granted.

As the boys kissed, they hand traveled over each other’s teenaged bodies. They were removing clothes as they searched for the special places on each others body. There were tearing sounds for the more stubborn clothes, or clothes that had to be removed over head, but they didn’t want to move that far from each other. Soon the two of them were nude in Angle’s front room.
Stopping for air, but refusing to break contact with each other, they stood there foreheads touching, panting, as each gently stroked the other’s body, their young cocks standing erect between them. Looking into each other’s eyes, they knew something was missing, but what?
Suddenly it became clear to them, they were missing their third. Smiling and nodding to each other, they quickly made a rush to the master bathroom, to join their third in the shower. Where they found Angel, hard and waiting for them.
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BEFORE……
Angel was grateful for the hot water in his apartment, normally to a vampire water was water, but sometimes you just needed the feel of the heat to make it your night. When the wall of pheromones hit him, he staggered into the shower wall, and he could feel himself instantly getting aroused from them.
What the hell are those two up to in the front room, he thought, Never mind I know what those two are up too.
But Angel felt something was wrong, something was missing.
It wasn’t until the curtain was thrown back, and he spied the two younger men, that he realized that what was missing what THEM.
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As he kissed the two boys, he pulled them into the shower, getting them all wet and slippery. But his shower was not made for three people, so he shut off the water, and drew the two into too his master bedroom, where he had everything they would need for the nights entertainment.
He didn’t know how this was going to work out, but he was willing to go along with it for now.

Dragging Xander down, Angel kissed him while he felt Oz latch onto one of his nipples. He moaned into Xander’s mouth as he tried to dominate Xander through the kiss. Xander realized what Angel was trying to do, and the hyena in him would not let that be. She was the dominant one in the pack, and Angel had to know his place.

Xander grabbed Angel by the shoulders, and flipped him on to his back, in the process accidently knocking Oz off on to the floor. The wolf in Oz knew immediately what they were doing and he crawled into a corner, curling up his body trying to stay away from the two Alphas as they fought for dominance.

Xander straddled Angels chest, looking down at into the face of the souled vampire. On his face a mask of amusement, and dominance, like he knew he was going to win this contest. Angel could feel the boys finger nails grow and dig into his shoulders, he also noticed that the boys teeth were lengthening, until he had very long and powerful looking canines. The teeth were even more wicked looking than his own vampire ones.

But the most startling of all the changes was to the boy’s eyes. They now glowed totally green, with the pupils elongating, to a long oval shape. Like a cats, the eyes could now see better at night. Angel was willing to be that he would see better than most vampires now. Part of him was scared by this change as well as concerned by it, but a bigger part of him was thrilled and extremely turned on by it.

Shaking his head Angel cleared his mind of those thoughts, he knew what was happening here. A fight for dominance, and it was a fight that HE and his demon would not allow themselves to lose.

Gut punching with all his strength, hoping to knocking him across the room to give him time to act, Angel sprang into action. But the punch did not have the effect that Angel hoped, instead it only knocked the boy to the end of the bed. Relying on his speed instead, Angel hopped up and speed across hopefully faster than the wolf or Xander could see. But again he was wrong, before he stopped on the other side of the room, Xander was in air flying towards him. Angel quickly stepped out of the way, but even that move failed, as he felt four sharp pains in his, and a weight land on his back, almost knocking him to the ground.

Looking down he saw four long cuts in his side, and knew Xander had managed to claw him. With the weight on his back, and the pain in his shoulders, he also knew Xander managed to grab a shoulder and swung himself up onto Angel’s back, and was now latched one.

Inside Angelus screamed at Angel to fight harder, he must not loose to this pathetic boy. He was to be the Alpha above all else.
Looking back over his shoulder, he caught sight of Xander, just as the boy adjusted himself to grab around Angel’s body to pin his arms to his side. The pressure from his right arm on the cuts made Angel hiss is pain. That was when he noticed that the cuts weren’t healing like they were suppose to. Something was interfering with vampiric healing.
“DO you surrender?” asked Xander on his back.
“Never,” hisses Angel as he slide into his game face, he would never surrender to this human. But was he human, came the unasked for question. The abilities the boy was showing was not something a human could do, nor was the strength and conviction something normal for the boy. Something was at play here, and Angel felt a quick uneasy feeling that he might loose after all. But if he did loose, Xander would know that he had been in one hell of a fight for control.
Angel was determine to win, even Xander could feel this. But his hyena spirit knew that in the end she would win over the Vampire, even if she died in the process. The bad part was if she died, she would be taking Xander with her. But that was a thought for another time, right now he had to concentrate on beating Angel and his demon, Angelus.
During this entire time of fighting neither man had lost his erection, Angel was in fact more turned on than he was before the match started, and he could feel the iron rod of Xander’s pressing into his back, and he knew the younger man was just as turned on.
Angel remembered something, and doing a quick scan of the room, he found Oz curled up in a corner whimpering, and whining like a wolf in distress. Angel noticed that Oz looked up and his eyes were as wide and they could get watching the spectacle. Angel flashed a quick smile to the young wolf, and Oz smiled back indicating he was alright for now, and he knew this fight was needed.
Angel had to remember that no matter who won tonight, Oz would be the one to lose. Angel made a silent vow that no matter the outcome, even if he came in second best, Oz would be taken care of, and loved.
But determined to win, Angel reached across his body to grab one of the hands that held him prisoner from behind, and try to pry it loose, but all it did was cause more cuts and bleeding., which were caused by the nails digging in deeper into his arms. With the extra bleeding, the arms got slipperier, and Angel could not find the purchase he needed to pry the hold off his arms.
Without warning, a pain shot across Angel’s neck and upper shoulders. Xander had used his canines to bit into his neck and shoulder right where the two of them jointed. This caused yet more blood to flow, and Angel was getting weaker. If he didn’t replace the blood soon, Xander would win by him just passing out from blood loss.
Grabbing the hands again Angel decided on a different tactic this time. He ran backwards as fast as he could, hoping to crush the boy between him and the wall. But Ander felt what he was going to do, and jumped over his shoulders, breaking the hold on his hands, and landed on all fours on the floor infront of Angel.
Angel smacked into the wall hard, leaving cracks and a small impression in the plaster. The force of the impact had jarred Angel’s senses which were weakened from the amount of blood he had already lost, and now he was in a deep dazed state.
Sensing that his enemy was down for a bit, Xander charged Angel, grabbed his feet and pulled him to the bed. Using his new found strength, he threw the dazed vampire up on the bed. Punching him once in the head, Xander quickly checked on the cuts and bits that Angel and received during the battle. He was assured by the signs of them finally healing, but instead of leaving without a trace, they were leaving scars, as if to mark Angel and remind him of his loss.
Not too concerned about that, and in a way glad at the scars, Xander began looking threw Angle’s draws and closet to find what he needed to secure the vampire to the bed. He finally came across a chest in the closet that looked like it might be what it was looking for. Pulling out the chest, he found it locked, but that didn’t stop him, grabbing the lock and giving a swift twist, it snapped like it was made of paper, leaving the chest open to whatever was inside.
Oz meanwhile had noticed that the sounds of fighting had stopped, and he looked up from where he was hiding and saw Angel out on the bed, and Xander rummaging through a chest. Carefully uncurling himself, and crawling over to the chest, he looked into it to see what Xander was looking at.
Sensing Oz’s movements, Xander did his best not to startle the young man, and let Oz make the first move. He watched as the young man hesitant movements carefully moved his across the floor, making sure that he was not going to be struck for coming closer. That was when Xander realized that Oz would need to be taken care and cherished when this was all over. The young werewolf knew he was a beta, and so expected to be treated like one after the fight, but also expected to be bullied and picked on. Xander, who had a life time of this, vowed that it wouldn’t happen. Oz would be loved and knew that he was loved and protected.
As Oz crept closer, Xander saw him peek over the lid, and gasp at what he saw. The chest was full of sex toys, and SMBD perihelia that caused Oz’s eyebrows to rise almost into his spiked hair line. There were things in there that made the boy shiver, but he was not sure it was from fear or want and desire.
Xander spying what he wanted quickly grabbed up a few things from the truck, before slamming the lid back down. He then leaned over the trunk and grabbed the back of Oz’s head, pulling him into a soul searing kiss and a nibble on the lips, to let the boy now everything was okay, and as he broke the kiss to moved back to Angel, he reached over and mussed the older man’s hair, getting a quick smile from Oz in the process. He grabbed what he had and jumped on the bed.
Working quickly Xander secured Angel’s arms to the corners of the headboard of the bed, making sure they were cuffed in a certain way as not to give the vampire leverage to use his strength to break free. Grabbing Angle’s cock and balls, pulling them out as far as they would go, he gave them a quick twist, which elicited a moan from the dazed vampire. Xander quickly snapped on a special cock ring with points on the inside. The twist and pull had the desired effects, causing Angel to soften a bit so that Xander could pull the ring tighter. With the points on the inside, whenever Angel got hard again, the points would remind him who he belonged to, and where he belonged in the scheme of things.
When Xander had pulled the ring out of its velvet sack, a piece of paper fell out, and Xander now took the time to read it. It seems that the ring had a touch of magic to it. It could only be removed by the one who put it on, and it would never fall off as it would keep the wearer aroused enough to stay on. That was an idea that Xander liked, the constant arousal would remind Angel of his beta place in the pack. Sitting back on his haunches he surveyed his conquest, and smiled.
Xander noticed that Angel was coming out of his dazed state, and that the wounds were all but healed. Xander knew that with a supply of blood that Angel would be in a weakened state, which was fine with him at this moment.
“What……?!?” Angel started to slur, but was quickly interrupted by Xander.
“You lost,” sneered Xander. Xander did not know what was happening to him or the other two, but he liked it. For the first time HE was in control; the one that was the leader. He knew that part of it had to do with the hyena spirit, and maybe the spell, but most of it was coming from a place he didn’t know existed and he decided to let it out to play.

Deciding to test to see if he could send messages like Oz did, he sent a message to them both, but it was really meant for Angel.

Angel, you know it’s for the best, I can protect you both when your unable to protect yourselves. Never again will you need to be afraid of someone hurting you. I am the Alpha, the protector, that you both need. The one the can promise you home, love, protection. Let me in, let me be the one in charge, just give yourself to me. Let go of the hold you have of the false pretense that you have to be in charge all the time, let some else be in charge for a change.

While he said this soothingly into each of their minds, Xander motioned for Oz to join them on the bed with one hand, while the other stroke Angel back into hardness, causing the vampire to gasp at the pain/pleasure as the teeth from the ring dug into his flesh. Xander knew that the demon part of Angel loved this, and that Angel really did need this type of stimulation and pleasure.

Drawing Oz up next to him, Xander gave the wolf a reassuring smile, and rubbed his jaw next to Oz’s, like he would do in the wild. Xander was scent marking Oz as his, so no other except for pack would touch the older man. This also showed to Oz that he was loved and protected, something that Oz was just now realizing that he craved.

With his free hand, Xander began to trace to contours of Oz’s face, gently stroking him, causing him to moan in pleasure. AS he caressed the cheekbones, and traced the lips, the mouth opened to allow Xander to slip in a digit, on which Oz sucked expectantly, showing some of the promised talent that Xander promised himself to taste later.

His eyes never leaving Oz’s, Xander gently pulled free from of the suction, and using the wet digit, traced a path down Oz’s throat. Oz tilted his head to allow Xander better access to it, as Xander continued down to his chest. Xander paused there, and played with the hard nipples that were presented to him as Oz leaned back and thrust out his chest. All through this Oz was making very pleasurable noises, that went straight to Xander’s cock.

Continuing down the young man’s chest Xander stopped to admire and play with Oz’s abs. He loved the smooth ridges of his six pack, which he found Oz to be ticklish there.

Xander leaned forward and grasped Oz’s lips in a kiss, as his hand moved down the man’s body, and past his hard shaft. He paused at the scrotum, gently fondling it, which caused Oz’s to moan even louder into the kiss. Breaking the kiss, Xander watched as the werewolf panted, and he noticed a slight yellowing of the eyes. Good this is what I want, thought Xander.
Moving slowly up the shaft, Xander paused at the top, rubbing the moisture that was leaking from the gland across and around it. The calluses on his hands and finger tips, combined with the moisture were make that sensitive part of Oz’s body send signals that almost had the boy howling. Unconsciously Oz was thrusting his hips upward as if he was fucking the air. Xander just smiled at the motions and the picture of wild abandonment the boy was showing.

Restrained, Angel panted with unneeded breath, as he was the show going on above him. Angel shifted as Xander continued to stroke him, causing him pleasure as well as pain, but oh what pain it was. Itself was a form of pleasure, a pleasure that he had forgone since he got his soul. He truly believed that he was not allowed to have this type of pleasure on his path to redemption. But now this wicked mortal had brought it all back to him again, and he knew that he could never truly give it up again, nor would his demon allow him too.

All he had to do to keep this was submit to this mortal. A mortal not yet out of his second decade, who with a little help of a very simple toys bring a Master vampire to his knees with want, need, and desire. This young mortal would make a most wicked childe, that is if Angel was still into that sort of thing.

Oz, meanwhile, sat there with his hips thrusted out in front of him, his arms in the back bracing himself, as he gave himself over to Xander. But at the same time he was fighting to keep control of the wolf, all of this happening around him, it had brought the wolf the front, and he was having a rough time controlling him. Let the wolf out now would be a bad thing, a very bad thing.

Then in the midst of this fight for control, Oz heard Xander once again in his head. Relax Oz!!! I have him, just relax and enjoy. After tonight, you will never again have to worry about control, not even on the full moon. You will from now on change at will, full moon or not, and never change against your will again, moon or not. Just let go, feel, enjoy, give control over to me, let me be your Alpha, your protector, your lover, your home.

Oz, feeling the truth in those words, relaxed, and let go of the wolf. As he knew it would the wolf jumped out, only to be bitched slapped back into place, and controlled but whatever means that Xander now had. Soon he surrendered himself to the pleasures of the flesh, ignoring what was happening to the wolf on the inside, when the outside was much more enjoyable. All he knew was that certain changed were happening tonight, and that they were for the better.

Angel, meanwhile observing what was going on around him, and inside of him, realized just as Oz gave in so would he sooner or later. He decided sooner rather than later, and set back to Xander, You’re my Alpha, lowering his eyes and tilting his head in a submissive fashion.

This caused Xander to throw back his head and let out a hyena style laugh that was heard all over the building, causing those that lived there to have their hair raise on their necks and shiver.

Snarling in triumph Xander reached over on the table where the lube had been waiting, and quickly greased up his cock. Throwing Angel’s legs over his shoulders, Xander quickly plunged into Angel’s depths, causing Angel to howl, struggle, and snarl.

All the struggling that Angel did was only adding to Xander’s pleasure, and cause the boy to snarl back at him, baring his long canines at him. This was not love making and they both knew it. It was a claiming in its purest and simplest form, showing Angel where he was in the pack.

This was not rape, and they both knew that. Angel knew exactly what Xander was doing, he himself had done it many times with his children and minions as Angelus.

Oz sat there frozen, watching what was happening and scared. He was afraid that this brutal taking might be in store for him, and he didn’t think he could handle it. He saw how well endowed Xander was, and he was afraid of damage.

Sensing Oz’s fear, Xander whipped his head around to capture the musician’s eyes, and what Oz saw there startled him. They were totally green, no brown and certainly no white either, just an emerald green glow. An arm snapped out and grabbed Oz by the throat, pulling him into the pile. Xander leaned in and kissed the older man, trying to put reassurance and all the love he could into it.

Grabbing up the lube again, Xander greases Angel’s cock, and his own fingers. While still kissing Oz, he slipped a single digit into the young man’s opening. This caused Oz to tense, causing Xander to still his finger until Oz realized Xander was going to be gentle, and relaxed to allow him to continue with his exploration.

After a few minutes Xander added a second finger, and then a few more he added the third and final finger. By then Oz’s body was buzzing with desire and lust, so much that he was growling softly, not knowing he was doing it. Smiling at him, Xander guided Oz over to Angel’s re-lubed cock, and guided him down it slowly until he hit bottom.

Now that the three men were physically connected as one, the real fun began. Xander leaned over and quickly undid angel’s cuffs, giving the vampire back he freedom of motion. Angel quickly decided the place for his hands were on Oz’s body, and he began to play with it like it was a violin. He tweaked a nipple here, a small pinch there, all of this causing the boy to cry out in ecstasy.

As Oz fucked himself on Angel’s cock, Xander plunged harder into Angel, causing a burning sensation that made the vampire howl with desire. Angel could not do anything by lay there and be fuck, and was fucked by the two men.

Xander reached around and knocking Angel’s hands away, began to play with Oz’s nipples, as Angel moved his hands down to stroke and play with Oz’s cock and balls. The dual sensations of the two men playing with his body sent spikes of pleasure down to the young man’s groin and his hips piston faster and faster without his conscious knowledge.

Xander nodded at Angel to look on the bed side table. There was special tube of lube he had placed there, it was a warming lube. It would warm as you stroked the person with it on, but it would not get too hot, and it would add something special to the games. Angel quickly grabbed some and spread it on Oz’s bouncing cock, and after a few minutes the wolf was panting and they could tell he was nearing the edge.

Both of the looked at each other and smiled, knowing the claiming had morphed into something entirely different, and unplanned. They began making love to each other and Oz, soothing the fears of the young wolf, and cementing the bonds that were forming between them.

As they played, the explored, and brought each other close to the edge, but always backed off. Until finally they reached a point where they could no longer back off, no longer wanted to. As the three of them rushed to the edge of no control, Xander drew back, and bit Oz on the shoulder where it met his neck, marking him like he did with Angel. The caused the werewolf to lose control, and spiral down that special path of release we all seek, this caused the other two to quickly join him.

Just as they were about to collapse into a pile of panting, sticky, but sedated heap, a voice was heard in the room, and these words appeared in the air above the bed:

A Spell that was cast, a heart was weighed, the feather found wanting, you three are now bonded. Angelus is no more, but be careful; the witch and slayer can still hurt you if not bound. You have all of time together; use your gifts to help others. Love one another. You are what each other needs.

After re-reading the word, they disappeared and the men collapsed into sleep, of which only one would regret in the morning.