A/N:. Long overdue chapter update

Also, As of 4/23/19 I went back and added to and edited all of the previous chapters, I alas have no beta and had recently re-read the story thus far and could not leave it with the pacing and errors. If you have the time please re read them and let me know if you like what I've done. As always hope you enjoy!

'Tan

…hhhhnnngggggrrrr…aaaa

…Tati

…mmmmmrrrwrrrr…

Tatiana

…ggggrrrr…

Tanya

Oh my …grrrrrg-g-g-gooodd Tanya!'

'That's it miláčik'. Tanya smirked. Thrusting her hand wildly into her fierce lion shifter lover. 'Cum for me, cum now!'

'Ohhhh ummm ahhhhhhhhh!' A naked partially shifted Bella held tight to her blonde bombshell, hands turned into claws and digging into the vampire's marble like skin with every flex of her claws, a mighty roar erupting from the shifter.

True to Bella's word she had her way with her sexy mates and the green dyed blood bags.

Once back in their quarters Bella had stripped slowly, to the whimpers of her sexy mates. When she could tell they could barely hold on she used a clawed finger cut the bags and let it drip over her naked form. Coal black eyes devoured their shifter, yearning to drink from their very own Aphrodite. For centuries old veggie vamps this tested even their control. The most delectable blood covered their muscled warm-blooded pussy…cat from head to toe, streaked dripping down delectable heated skin…

All Bella had to do, after covering her naked body with the blood, to snap her vampire mates into action was a slight raising of her eyebrow and teasing words…

'Well, are you going to get your prize or not mates?' the lion purred out.

Immediately their cold tongues attacked the lion's body and mouth. The lioness needing the fee of her imprints' bodies as well ripped the clothing to shreds as the smell of their combined arousals and moans of delight filled the ancient home.

2 days passed before the trio came up for air when their shifter finally passed out from exhaustion.

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'Eye! Ye lasses dinnae have te break so mannae of our walls!'

Maggie of the Irish coven laughed out from the outside of the room they had let the mates use.

Tanya had volunteered to stay with her slumbering lion, as it was a rare occurrence to have alone time with herself and just one of her two beyond beautiful mates. Kate and Irina had taken Leah to the local pub in the aftermath of the pre holiday celebration.

When Kebi had told the group it was Saint Patrick's Day she meant it as the locals did. This statement meant that it was the holiday, not necessarily the actual day. Paddy's Day as the locals call it, was often a 4 day long holiday.

It had been deemed a crime that Leah had never had Guinness, let alone truly experienced the holiday.

Growing up on the Res Leah had tried what her uncles called firewater, which just was the nickname for any hard liquor they had at the local bar. The one St. Patrick`s Day pub crawl she snuck away to in Seattle. It had been filled with drunk college coeds consisting of what she coined as bro-dudes and ditzy sorority girls dressed up in ridiculous green attire. She hadn't been completely convinced that everyone who wore the kiss me I'm Irish shirts and buttons were actually Irish…

Maggie and the remaining Irish coven members had joined them quickly after the repair of their home's wall.

She said that she knew one of the pub owners well. McDougan had been turned at the time of the Eleven Years' War, even his journey to the afterlife couldn't change his love for beer. The vampire lie detector Maggie, told the Denali's that consequently the pub had the best and only blood- Guinness around.

'Sláinte' could be heard echoing round the pub as Leah raised her first pint for the night. Maggie told her it meant 'health' and was their equivalent to -cheers. Kate, much to her chagrin, had been told not to pinch people here, as that was a more American custom.

They kissed the Blarney Stone, and even toured the Guinness factory. All told it was an amazing experience, especially for the recently single Egyptian vampire that had just joined the women.

Irina for her part was missing her sexy lion, but being the more social of her mates, had been itching for some time with their old Irish friends.

However, she would be jumping her mates when she got back. That fact went without saying, but she was enjoying the scenes playing out in front of her. Where did Leah even get that lampshade she was sporting on her head…

Tanya was beyond ok with not joining in on the festivities. 4 days without hurricane Kate, and once her mate woke up, the prospect of endless sex sounded too good to give up.

…speaking of the slumbering lion…

A long moan that accompanied a languid stretch could be heard and felt beside the blonde vixen. Having removed her clothes once more to match her worn out mate, Tanya cuddled into the only warmth she cared about in this life.

'Mmm, ahhhmm..umm what time is it Tan?' Bella lazily yawned out as she snuggled into her mate's generous breast.

Tanya lightly chuckled at the adorable affection her mate gave in the early hours after waking. 'It's just past 4pm Kit.'

'That's nice, could you have 'rina scratch my back, I have a wicked itch in between my shoulder blades.'

Tanya laughed at the request, having two mates to be able to meet their needs really did have its benefits.

'I'm afraid it's just us Kit'. Tanya said softly as she continued to pet her mate's hair.

Bella looked up quickly, a myriad of emotions playing on her face.

Tentatively she asked, 'yeah?'

Tanya smiled back, 'mmmhmmm'

A blinding smile was given in response. She sat up instantly straddling her smaller imprint. 'You mean I have you all to myself?!'.

Tanya using only her impressive abdominal muscles sat up cupping her feline mate's gorgeous breasts and kissed her soundly, while caressing said breasts. Leaning back slightly breaking the kiss inches from her mate's mouth she said breathily. 'Yes'.

Bella was lost on the touching and vision of sexiness that was her mate one Tatiana Denali. The firm but soft form of her shorter lover always drove her wild with arousal, especially when she showed off her body. The answer Tanya gave slowly entered in her lust filled brain and once it fully registered what was said Bella was beyond elated. she never got time to just one mate, and Bella would not waste this opportunity.

She returned the kiss with vigor and rolled them over so her sexy mate was on top of her, never breaking the embrace. She slipped a had down between their bodies, searching for that all too familiar wet paradise that was her lover's cold center that seemed to set her soul on fire.

Tanya knew her lover enough to know what she wanted her to do. So without hesitation or breaking their kiss, she lifted her hips, allowing the strong hand of her lover to enter her, filling her completely.

'Uhhh Bells, the things you do to me…'. Tanya moaned out, blonde head tilting back in ecstasy. Her hips began to move freely now, speeding up the hand thrusting into herself, just the way she liked it. Tanya wrapped an arm around her sexy mate's neck and placed the other behind her on the bed giving her a new, deeper angle that caused a whole new level of wetness to be produced.

'Oh god Tan, you're soaked, keep moving like that babe.' Bella cried out, the sight of her imprint in that position was enough to skyrocket her own arousal, she could feel herself on edge. Unbelieving that she could ever cum just from feeling someone writhe on top of her, she stared at her sexy mate in wonder. Her breasts bouncing in time with her hips, leaning back showed her toned figure off in all the right places. It was unexpected when she felt her own orgasm rip through her as she felt her mate clamp down on her hand from those velvety depths she loved. Tanya quickly hugged Bella close, her whole body wracked with the aftershocks of one of the most explosive orgasms she had ever felt. The cry from her mate made her feel euphoric, she had yet to touch Bella, and yet she could smell and feel the evidence of the younger woman's pleasure.

'That is so sexy miláčik'.' Tanya said before leaning down and kissing her mate deeply.

The pair exhausted each other for several hours more, until the lion's stomach made her hunger known. They showered which included a few more rounds, but eventually made it to the surrounding forest.

Bella had found out that while human food still tasted good to her, it did not satiate her animalistic side. Her lion needed the hunt, craved the call of her nature, and draw of the raw meat to satisfy her baser needs.

Tanya absolutely loved hunting with her lion. Those beautifully strong muscles rippling in the fluid motions. The way she stalked her prey and the little butt wiggle right before she pounced, claws extended in the leap, mouth agape. They often shared the kill, as Tanya drank from the kill and Bella ate the meat.

The first time that had occurred had surprised both blonde mates, they had never heard of an shifter sharing their kill… But then again, it was their mate whom offered to share and she was a true alpha. Irina was the one to suggest it was the Alpha in her that had an instinct to provide for their mates, to prove her worthiness.

They took their time coming back from their hunt, the lion carrying her imprint proudly on her back, a constant purr emitting across the Irish countryside.

Bella could feel her imprint slipping into a trance like state, the closest thing vampires could get to sleeping, as a plan formed into her head. The mischievous lion glanced to her left and saw the natural springs they were passing and noted the blood they both had gotten on themselves with the last kill.

Might as well kill two birds with one stone. – the lion chuckled to itself before quickly jumping, complete with precious cargo aboard, into the running stream.

'AHHHHHH'. Tanya yelled surprised as the lion leaped out of the water and shook it's fur out in a decidedly feline way.

The lion gave a chuckle at the drenched coven leader.

The blonde vampire inhumanly leaped out of the water, pouncing on her retreating mate. Pinning her down she yelled, 'don't you laugh at me! Isabella Marie Swan you'd better change back! Change back right now Kit! I have some choice words for you!'

Within seconds the soft fur faded away into a strong, yet feminine tall body…a very naked body she was straddling. For a moment Tanya's brain short-circuited as she took in the perfection of her mate. No matter how many times she saw her Bella, she was always transfixed. Lost to pools of chocolate colored eyes holding mirth, with an underlying heady scent of arousal.

Tanya growled at the last scent and leaned down kissing Bella deeply, and Bella for her part couldn't care less about the sopping wet body holding on to her for dear life. She ripped the shorter woman's clothes to shreds for better access on the banks of the stream. Not caring where they were, they began the oldest dance in the world, writhing in ecstasy well into the night

Bella counted herself lucky.

No scratch that, she was the luckiest woman on the face of this earth. To have found someone who was literally made for you was rare enough, but for her to find two soulmates was unheard of.

It was not their sex appeal, don't get her wrong, they were sex on legs, but it was more than that. Bella really connected with them on such a deep soulful level that she nearly wept at the beauty of their very beings. These women, so very different brought out more of who Bella was at her very core. She felt truly free for the first time in her life to just be herself.

The Denali coven had originally 4 members. Their founder and mother Sasha had passed some time ago and influenced each of the sisters greatly, in many ways as ironic as it sounded she saved all three women's lives by giving them the eternal kiss…

Tatiana had been a courtesan in a noble man's household. She despised what she was made to do, and hated the man for his cruelty. It really was no surprise when, after being turned, she slaughtered the entire household, sans women and children. Sasha was her blood relative, a distant Great Aunt, who saw what her great Niece had endured and vowed to save her from that life.

The coven leader was an eternal student, whom could often be seen curled up with a good book. Bella and her shared a deep love of reading and conversations about a wide range of topics. The discussions often got heated, but in the end they both learned from one another and always came back to the great love they shared. She was the shortest of the coven, and had strawberry blonde curly hair. Whatever deity was responsible for blessing her with the impressive sight of her bosom had truly outdone themselves. Bella mused that sonnets could be written about her breasts and never be able to do them justice…that was before she usually got smacked upside the head…

Tanya's golden eyes held the weight of responsibility for her coven's well being, a natural result of being the coven leader for several centuries. Sometimes known as the most serious sister, she still had a good sense of humor, but she never got over the deep sense of loss from losing her mother Sasha.

Katrina, the next one to be turned had been a warrior. She had been in the process of dying heroically on the battlefield. Sasha and Tanya found Kate, when they had happened upon the buffet of dying soldiers, too delicious to pass up. Her knowledge of fighting tactics and natural mischievousness transferred to her immortal afterlife. The Denali's in the many years to come would rely on their coven mate's advice and training. This education the other members of the coven had by Kate's hand, convinced Irina that was the sole reason they all had survived as long as they did. She was a woman standing an average height, with straight blonde hair. The warrior was an eternal jokester however, it was no surprise that her mate was the complete opposite.

Leah had been such an angry person for so long, and had always been serious beyond her years. The wolf finding her blonde lover had healed many old wounds, and lightening up the wolf. She found her balance and her world in the eyes of the old warrior.

Irina had been the last sister to join, the sisters had found her while staying at an inn. The young girl was beyond fascinated by the strong independent blonde headed women.

Sasha had seen the young maiden, and saw a little bit of her young Tatiana in her. She lamented that she could not save her own kin from the horrors of courtesan life, and vowed to save this innocent young woman.

Irina was the tallest of the Denali's with mid length blonde hair. Her face was truly the most feminine of the bunch and her legs went on for miles. The voluptuous curves on her body were almost sinful and caused Bella on a regular to run into things if she had glanced over at her lover while absentmindedly walking.

Irina was not all looks, she was a true diplomat, a student of people and was the glue that bound them all together. Through the ages her interests varied from painting, to photography once invented, to fishing, horseback riding, and bow hunting to music, to even some carpentry. She loved the arts almost as much as she loved physical activities outside.

The Denali coven had long ago given up their famous succubai ways, but were never apologetic for their experiences. It was these experiences after all that had allowed them to find their mates in the sexy shifters from Forks of all places.