Double Shift

by Amara A. Minx

  “What kind of sayings?” Gideon wanted to hear her talk. To laugh.

  Her eyes sparkled. “Well, she would take one look at you and call you a man of hotness.”

  He had never cared about his looks but this time he was interested in her response.

  “Does that mean I’m good looking?”

  “Beth would think so,” she said.

  “She would?”

  She tilted her head. “A woman would have to be dead or a lesbian not to find you attractive.”

  Gideon grinned. “I will try to take that as a compliment. Do you live far away?” She’s hesitating. Is she’s concerned I want visitation rights?

  “I live in Little Bronx Apartments.”

  “That’s a beautiful blouse.” Nope not visitation. She just doesn’t want me to know she lives in a rat-infested hellhole that should have been torn down fifty-years ago.

  “Thank you! I got it at the Thrift store. It was such a find. Beth lent me some money to buy it.” She noticed the blood stain and looked away embarrassed.

  God was screwing with him. His mate had to pool her money with a friend to buy raggedy, used clothes. There was no other explanation. He pulled into the valet parking.

  “We’re here. I will carry Gabriel.”

  Gideon cradled Gabriel in his arms, careful not to jar his injuries as he climbed the stairs to the hotel entrance. The doorman, accustomed to seeing Gideon’s pet, looked concerned when he saw the dried blood on Gabe’s neck. He opened the door immediately.

  Emily followed him without hesitation but gave both him and Gabriel puzzling looks.

  ‘She seems perplexed.’ Gideon said.

  ‘Wouldn’t you be?’ Gabriel said.” ‘Don’t answer that. I’m too tired to explain right now.’ Gabriel laid his head on Gideon’s shoulder and closed his eyes.

  ‘Don’t die on me Gabe.’ Gideon snapped at his brother. ‘I’m not fucking around here!’

  ‘For Christ’s sake Gideon! I’m just exhausted from my wolf ass bouncing off the Mack truck that ran me the fuck over. That tree I hit didn’t exactly soften the blow. It broke both my back legs. I had to drag them twenty feet to the road. Do you have any idea how much it hurts to drag your balls over the ground that far?’

  Gabriel continued his unique tirade until he passed out.

  “I think he fell asleep,” Emily said.

  Her musical voice made Gideon’s cock thicken with need.

  The elevator pinged at the penthouse floor. Gideon headed through the living room to Gabe’s bedroom. He laid his suit jacket and his brother on the bed. He trailed his hand over Gabriel’s fur. He hadn’t pet his brother since they were boys. Why am I having such thoughts? He returned to the living room to find his future mate surveying the room.

  “Wow. This place is amazing! I hope Gabriel won’t be disappointed in his new home.”

  Her intention to leave infuriated him. Clearly, she felt the insane attraction between them. He had smelled her arousal when he kissed her hand at the clinic. He could smell her now. Wasting time was pointless. He pulled her to him and forced his mouth on hers.

  He kissed her with intensity, pouring his rage down her throat, he would never let her catch a breath. She had to understand that she belonged to him. He continued to savage her mouth until she made the mistake of pushing on his chest.

  What little restraint he had was lost, he ripped open her blouse and caressed one of her breasts still encased in a soft, cotton bra.

  Emily was terrified and aroused but the smell of her fear pissed him off. He’d promised Gabe he would be gentle for once but he couldn’t stop. For her first time, he should be the man she deserved. He should be Gabriel.

  Gideon slowed his assault on Emily’s mouth but continued to massage her breasts. His fingers brushed over the front clasp of her bra.

  Emily’s breath caught.

  Gideon’s mouth moved down her neck, nipping her skin. Not to hurt her but to mark her. To remind her whenever she looked in the mirror who possessed her. His hands found her nipples. He rolled one between his fingers while sucking the other. She groaned when he gently nibbled it. Her breath shuddered as he slipped his hand under the waistband of her jeans.

  When the zipper stuck he ripped them open. She gasped, but his lips were glued to her, preventing her protest. She didn’t have a chance. His hand slipped further to the entrance of her pussy. He massaged her through her lace panties. Her hands finally starting to move on his chest. It was the moment he had waited for.

  Gideon wanted to take his time but the instinct to mate drove him. He kicked off his shoes and removed her blouse and bra. Keeping one hand on her neck, he continued to kiss her while he removed his shirt. His hand returned to the sensitive spot between her legs. His fingers slipped under the flimsy cloth to part her labia. The little mewing noises, enflaming him further. His need to possess her drove him. He picked her up, his mouth on hers, and carried her to his bedroom.

  When he finally broke their kiss, Emily’s face was flushed, her lips swollen. He held her gaze as he stripped off her panties and jeans. He fed off her desire, demanding her trust.

  Gideon spread Emily’s legs and knelt between them, all the while maintaining eye contact. His tongue swept between the lips of her pussy and circled her clit. Emily closed her eyes and cried out.

  “Look at me,” he growled.

  Her eyes snapped open.

  The strong smellof her fear reached his nose. Gideon tried to reassure her as he intensified his onslaught on her cunt.

  “I could never hurt you Emily but I need you with me.”

  Emily moved her hips, gently thrusting into his mouth. He sucked her clit and inserted his fingers. Emily’s muscles involuntarily clamped down on them, increasing Gideon’s need to impale her with his cock and take her hard and fast. He struggled for discipline knowing that this was his only chance to be gentle. Once he was inside her he would never stop. She started to grind harder, reaching for the orgasm he was withholding from her.

  He needed to control her. Hear her scream on his terms. He slowed his attack, but when she begged “Please.” He ravished her until she screamed out in orgasm.

  He wasted no time. As she was feeling the aftershocks he settled between her legs and buried his steel-hard erection into her. His mouth swallowed her gasp of pain. He’d wanted to go slow but it was impossible after Emily climaxed. She had emitted a blast of pheromones, compelling him to pump into her relentlessly as he held her hips.

  He could feel her gasping, the walls of her cunt constricting, signaling she was close to another release. She was so fucking tight. Her muscles gripped him in a velvet fist, making him fight for control. Her thrashing drove him deeper into the soft flesh. Impossibly, his dick swelled even more. He pumped faster while holding her still. He growled when he came. His harsh ejaculation taking her with him. He had marked her but he still needed Gabriel to complete the mating bond.

  He spoke her name with reverence.

  “Emily.”

  Gideon took Emily several more times in the following hours before letting her rest. She fell asleep almost immediately after he redistributed his weight to one side. He covered them both with a blanket. He told himself he should remake the bed with fresh sheets as the evidence of Emily’s virginity stained them, but he loved the sensation of falling asleep with the intoxicating smell of her sweet pussy filling his nostrils.

  The sound of a door closing woke him. Gideon was in the living room before his vet could make it to the elevator.

  “Hey Doc,” Gideon said.

  “Gideon. Hey. I thought you would be back at the office by now. I checked on Gabe. He’ll be fine. He needs to rest. That boy’s stubborn. Just like your father.” He smiled but it was with sadness. Daryl “Doc” Marsten had been his fathers’ best friend. He was a licensed physician, a wolf shifter, and the only person alive who knew about the twins.

  Gideon sensed the exact moment Doc smelled Emily.

  Daryl’s eye
s flared. “You never bring them here. You screw them at the office. At their house. Your god damn car. Whatever, but you never bring them here!” He glanced at Gabriel’s closed door. “What were you thinking?”

  Gideon heard Emily getting dressed. She must have overheard because he could smell her embarrassment. He turned to Doc.

  “Get the fuck out.”

  Doc stared with disbelief.

  Emily used the long pause to enter the living room. She was wearing one of his black T-shirts, tucked into the front of her jeans. She walked past them casually, but she was about to run.

  “I’ll just let myself out since you have company.”

  Gideon grabbed her as soon as she was in arm’s reach and pulled her close to his still naked body. His cock instantly reacted. It didn’t care who was in the room.

  Doc took one look at his possessive response and recognition played across his features.

  “I’m sorry Gideon. I didn’t realize.”

  Gideon locked his arms possessively around Emily. “You should have. Now get out.”

  Before the elevator door closed, Doc spoke.

  “I’m happy for you Gideon. You and Gabriel.”

  Gideon felt Emily trying to pull away. She had the right to leave him, but he would never let her go. She was now the only woman he would ever fuck. He had often wondered what his mate would be like. Jerked off to thoughts of him and Gabe taking her. She may not know she was the centre of all his fantasies but she was going to make them all come true.

  ***

  Emily could barely breathe through the shame. All she wanted was to go home and tell Beth how stupid she had been. Be reassured that all women fall prey to the men of hotness speech. Beth’s Jamaican accent soothing the sting of her injuries, emotional and physical. She had to convince Gideon to let her go. Maybe he would allow Beth to retrieve Gabriel.

  She glared at Gideon, struggling to escape his grasp. He was pissed off, which made her angry. He didn’t have the right to be mad at her. He’d brought her here. Given her the most amazing sex she had ever imagined, but then a stranger reminded her that she was just the most recent notch on his bedpost. She felt cheap. She tried push him away but he growled and pulled her closer.

  She slapped his bare chest.

  “Really? Your vet made me feel like a cheap whore and you growl at me!” She took a deep breath. “I know I’m just your latest lay. It doesn’t mean anything to you but….”

  Gideon held her forcefully and tilted her chin without hurting her.

  “I knew you were a virgin before you bled on my sheets.”

  Emily choked back the humiliation that overwhelmed her. It was obvious when Gideon first saw first Gabriel bleeding on the couch that he had no compassion. There was no sane reason to think he might show any for her. He was amazing in bed, but he was still a jerk.

  Gideon’s face inched closer. He spoke directly into her mouth his lips barely.

  “I have fucked more women than you can count, but none of them were ever in my bed or my home. Not one of them was mine. You ARE.”

  Emily licked her dry lips. She didn’t know what to say. How could he think she belonged to him? They’d just met. Did he believe in soul mates? Love at first sight? Hardly. The man screamed possession and control but not love. She frowned.

  “I don’t understand how you could be with so many women, with no real interest in them but believe, after one night with me that I’m your... future wife?”

  He considered her words.

  “We had not expected a human mate. But as it’s another way to bind you to me. I approve.”

  “What? Who’s we?”

  “Gabriel and I.”

  “That’s the first time since I’ve met you that I actually believe you care about him.” Her expression was sad. “If you really do love him it wouldn’t be right for me to take him from you.”

  Gideon moved his hand to her cheek and kissed her lightly.

  “He is already yours Emily. And so am I.”

  Emily’s brow furrowed. She had a funny feeling in her stomach.

  “Wait. Where is this brother of Gabriel’s you told me about.”

  He smiled. “You’re looking at him.”

  “I’ve heard people refer to a pet as their baby,” Emily said “But not as their sibling.” This guy has some major pet issues going on and whatever they are I can’t solve them. “I really should be going Gideon. My roommate will be worried about me. I have to….”

  He kissed her savagely. Emily forgot what she had been saying as her body started to heat in response. His hands under her shirt caressed her nipples. She couldn’t keep him. She knew that. But how could any woman resist making love to Gideon just one more time.

  Chapter Three

  Emily exhaled. Fire slithered down her body and converged between her legs. She had no idea that attraction worked this way. Beth had described how good sex could be but she never expressed anything like this. Her desirebordered on pain. To fuel the fire. To extinguish it. She intensified the kiss with Gideon. She needed more.

  She ran her hands over his ass when he broke the kiss.

  Gideon stepped away.

  “I just need to grab something from the bathroom. Close your eyes and don’t move.”

  Emily felt his loss immediately. The ache intensified in his absence.

  “Gideon, please.”

  She hated the begging tone of her voice.

  Gideon returned and kissed the back of her neck. His voice whispered back, low and soothing.

  “It’s okay sweetness. I’ve got you.” He peeled off her jeans, leaving only the t-shirt.

  Every cell in Emily’s body yearned for his touch. The need to connect that couldn’t be ignored. She turned around, eyes closed and found his mouth. Her hands drifted up his back as his fingers circled her clit. He was gentle. A quality he lacked earlier.

  His tongue teased hers into submission. His hands seemed to worship her body with was a measure of humanity in his once domineering nature. She didn’t think he could be any sexier in that moment but he proved her wrong. He walked her backwards until her spine bumped the wall. His voice strained.

  “Put your legs around my waist,” he said.

  She lifted her legs and locked her ankles around him as he entered her slowly. His thickness created a sweet tension that begged for more. His hands gripped her ass firmly as his short smooth strokes turned to longer rougher ones. Her hands skirted around his back and arms to his chest. His previously smooth skin was now marred with a rough laceration.

  She opened her eyes in alarm as her fingers traced the jagged edges of a wound. It wasn’t bleeding but it looked recent. How could I have missed this? Her confusion made her struggle. She tried to pull back but being pinned to the wall blocked her retreat.

  “Your chest,” she murmured, against his lips.

  “I can’t stop baby.” His tone was desperate. “I need you.”

  Emily’s mind wanted answers but her body demanded roughness. While her spirit was in conflict, her desire continued to build. His tongue thrust urgently into her mouth as his tempo increased.

  When his cock penetrated deep, hitting her cervix, all thoughts evaporated. The throbbing of her body overpowered reason. The apex of the firestorm made her scream when she orgasmed. He groaned as he pumped into her the final time. He gently eased out of her but held himself still.

  “Gideon are you alright?” Emily said.

  Gideon watched as Emily ran her hands up Gabriel’s back.

  “Are you going to tell me what happened it the bathroom?” she asked.

  Gabe’s consciousness shimmer in his mind. ‘Gideon, are we doing the right thing here?’ His voice belayed his concern.

  ‘She intends to leave and I can’t bind her to us without you.’ Gideon messaged back.

  ‘Are you sure she is ready for this?’ Gabe said.

  ‘No. Not even close but I won’t let her go.’ It was the truth.

  Gabe slipped
his hands behind her back, but she stopped kissing him. Gideon stood in the bathroom doorway, naked.

  She looked from Gabe to Gideon, stunned. She couldn’t seem to believe she was seeing two men identical in every way except for the scratches that raked across Gabe’s chest.

  She tried to push away from Gabriel.

  “Oh, hell no!”

  ‘Do that shit you do with women to calm them.’ Gideon said to Gabe.

  ‘She isn’t some woman, idiot, she’s our mate.’ “Emily honey. I’m Gabriel. Gabe to my family. I know this is a shock but you belong to us. I’m sure he has told you that by now.”

  She snapped. “Oh yeah. He told me I belonged to him alright he just forgot to mention that meant passing me around to his family and friends. And who names their pet after their brother!”

  Gabe glared at his brother. “You didn’t tell her about me? Did you explain anything?”

  “I explained plenty with my tongue down her throat and my cock in her cunt,” Gideon said.

  “Jesus Christ Gideon! Shop being such an asshole,” Gabe said.

  Emily stared across at Gideon with contempt. “I like him better than you already. But I’m not some plaything for you to pass around.”

  Gideon’s pupils dilated. “If any man touched you we would kill him. And as for being a plaything. In the bedroom that is exactly what you will be.”

  Emily was furious but the scent of her arousal was unmistakable. Gideon approached the couple.

  Gabriel kissed Emily’s forehead.

  “Baby I know this seems a little overwhelming. I would have come to you sooner but I was recuperating from an injury.”

  Emily shook her head. “You talk like I’m yours. Both of you. Like this is normal. Men don’t just walk up to a girl and take possession. And it certainly doesn’t happen with two men. I don’t know you either of you.” She sounded forlorn despite the smell of her desire.

  The sweet odour drifted to Gideon’s nostrils. She didn’t want to be affected by the two naked men that caged her but the cinnamon scent of the mating pheromone blended with her unique, vanilla scent was a cocktail no wolf could resist.