Prowling Their Mate

by Tamsin Baker

  I turned back to Tyler, hesitantly letting go of my tits, and reaching out for him. “How are you so beautiful too?”

  He was smaller in stature than Brandon, but still cut and muscular. He looked fit, as though he could run forever and lift a car when he got there.

  I ran my palms up his arms and cupped his shoulders, the muscles bulging out for me.

  Tyler smiled at me with all the warmth of a sun. “I’m not beautiful, Laura, but I love that you want to give us compliments. Thank you.”

  Tyler led me to the bed and Brandon pushed me back so that I was on the mattress again.

  I released a sigh and waited for the fun to start.

  This was the stuff fantasies were made of.

  Chapter Six

  Laura

  I giggled with excitement and moved onto the huge bed laying my head on the pillow.

  I was really going to do this—go to bed with two men, and brothers at that!

  I put my hands out to each of them. “Are you two going to join me or just stand there staring?”

  The men shared a look before they crawled onto the mattress.

  Brandon slid over me and used his knee to spread my legs. “Open for me.”

  I lifted my legs and wrapped them around Brandon’s still denim-clad ass. Heat pooled between my thighs as he took control of the situation. I hated to admit it, but I kind of loved it.

  Brandon kissed my lips and I reached up and dragged him down so that his chest was flat against my breasts. Tingles flared between us as Brandon’s tongue speared into my mouth. I groaned with pleasure as he tasted me.

  “I’ll squash you,” he said against my lips.

  I laughed a little. “You’re kidding. I love the feel of your weight on me.”

  I pushed down on his back and encouraged him to lay on me more.

  He slowly released some of the weight he held on his arms and let it sink onto me.

  A contented bliss settled over me and I sighed, “Yes.”

  Brandon moaned and dove down to kiss my neck, biting and sucking the skin along my throat, then moving even further down.

  I closed my eyes and let embarrassing noises escape my mouth as his mouth seared a path of heat and pleasure down my body.

  I ran my hands through Brandon’s short hair, touching him as much as possible as he made his way toward my breasts.

  His wet lips slid over my flesh as he cupped one of my breasts with both of his massive hands and plumped it up for his mouth. The kneading sensation was comforting and arousing at the same time, and I opened my eyes to watch him enjoying my flesh.

  He sucked the nipple into his mouth and I cried out as pleasure shot through my belly to center between my legs. He suckled me over and over, then moved back onto his haunches to stare down at me with a grin.

  I made some sort of pleading noise that left my mouth without permission, then reached out for him with both hands.

  “Come back, please.” I needed his heat and weight on me again.

  “No, it’s my turn.” Tyler muscled his brother out of the way and reached over to pull my knickers down my legs.

  I let him, impatient for more. It had been so long since I’d been touched by anything other than my vibrating toys.

  “Wow, you’re even beautiful here.” Tyler ran his soft fingertips over my sensitive clit and down between my folds, making my whole body buck up.

  I gasped out a huffy response, “That’s impossible, but thanks.”

  I wasn’t waxed or overly concerned about keeping that part of myself manicured. I didn’t have time or the inclination to be pretty for only myself. Although, the longer Tyler stared at my pussy the more I thought, maybe I should have.

  Brandon stood so that he was shoulder to shoulder with his brother and stared down at me.

  You’ve got to be kidding me!

  I tried to close my legs, but Tyler held them wide open with his hands on my thighs.

  Brandon shook his head and chuckled.

  I didn’t like that at all. “Don’t laugh at me.” I sat up and tried to twist away from them.

  Brandon fell forward and pinned me back onto the bed, then he rolled onto his side and cupped my mound with his hand.

  I turned my head away, not wanting to look at the smug son-of-a-bitch and Brandon chuckled again, his lips moving to my ear. “I keep waiting for something about you to turn me off, but you have the best looking cunt I’ve ever seen.”

  I hissed and turned around to glare at Brandon, but it didn’t stop him talking. “You do. It’s a beautiful pink, the lips are symmetrical, and it has the most inviting slit I have...ever... seen.” Brandon moved his hand down and pressed two long fingers into my opening.

  I cried out as wave upon wave of pleasure flowed over me, my eyes closed to better enjoy the sensations.

  Brandon didn’t stop. He fucked me with his fingers and I sobbed every time. Damn he was so good at that. I grabbed for his arms, swept up in the most intense pleasure of my life.

  “Let’s see how responsive she is,” Brandon said with a groan as he curled his fingers and something lit up inside me. “Oh, good girl.”

  I let another moan escape and Brandon kept fucking me with his fingers until the tension inside me tightened and built to the breaking point.

  “Oh, fuck, Brandon...please...” I tossed my head from side to side, digging my fingernails into his arms. I wasn’t sure what I was begging for, but I hoped he knew.

  Brandon pressed deeper and spoke into my ear again. “Come for me, my woman.”

  I screamed as the tension peaked and broke, bringing with it the most intense orgasm of my life. My body shuddered uncontrollably as Tyler’s hands stroked my thighs while Brandon pressed kisses to my neck.

  “Good girl. Damn, you’re so sexy.” The words were growled at me, deep and guttural. Almost animal-like.

  I took them for the compliment they were.

  Brandon was crude and dirty in the best way. He’d push my limits every day in the future, I could see it already.

  I turned my face toward him and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck, and pulling him as close as I could.

  TYLER

  I stared down at my woman and my big brother wrapped in a passionate embrace after Laura had orgasmed in Brandon’s arms. I’d always assumed my brother would be a good lover. After all, he’d had enough practice, but for the first time in a long time, I was glad to be a perfect pair with my brother.

  A wave of happiness caught me unawares, making my throat tighten and tingle with unshed tears. We’d found her, finally.

  All that pointless dating. Finished.

  All those nights of cold comfort. Gone.

  We had reached our destination and the sunshine was warm. My hands continued to stroke Laura’s creamy thighs, and I watched as they opened automatically for more.

  Oh, yeah. It’s my turn.

  My mouth watered as her juicy, wet cunt opened and revealed her pink lips.

  Brandon’s hand moved up her body to play with her breasts, and I slipped onto my stomach so that my face was inches away from her mons.

  I inhaled deeply and moaned as her musky scent filled my nostrils.

  “Yum.” I extended my tongue and swiped it through her folds, moaning as her deliciousness spread across my taste buds.

  I’d never tasted anything, or anyone like it. Wow. I dropped my head and began to eat her out properly, with the appetite of a starving man, because I was. Laura was the richest wine on the planet, and I’d been living on dirty water.

  She cried out and reached down to dig her nails into my head. “Fingers. Please, Tyler.”

  I grinned against her beautiful lips and brought my hand closer to her opening. She needed penetrating, got it, and fuck, what I wouldn’t give to be able to sink balls-deep into her right now.

  But Brandon and I had already talked it over and we’d decided that the best way to earn her trust and affection was to be selfless this first time.


  Laura was the most important woman in the world, and she needed to know that beyond a shadow of a doubt.

  I traced the pink, swollen opening with my fingertips and focused on suckling her clit as I slid two thick digits into her.

  “Fucking hell! Oh, crap!”

  I looked up to watch Brandon holding down a thrashing Laura, her body heaving with shudders.

  Brandon held Laura’s wrists to the bed above her head and dropped down to kiss her. She moaned and surged up to meet him.

  I looked down at the swollen, juicy cunt in front of me. This was it. The last pussy I’d ever see, feel, taste.

  And it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

  I moved my fingers in and out, reaching inside her, and pressing on the textured little bit of flesh at the back of her vagina. A muffled groan sounded and I teased it over and over while I flicked her clit with my tongue.

  A high pitched cry flew into the air above me as Laura tensed her entire body, her legs straightening on the bed on either side of him.

  I licked faster, feeling her pussy tense around my fingers, then with another hoarse cry Laura began to shake. Her cunt squeezed in waves of spasms and a light cream coated my tongue.

  Oh, fuck, that tastes good.

  I licked her clean as she shook with the aftermath of her latest orgasm, and I slowly withdrew my fingers.

  I could hear Brandon whispering to her, so with a final kiss to her spectacular pussy, I crept up the bed and took the almost comatose Laura into my arms.

  “I...you...what about?” Laura’s eyelids opened and closed like she could barely keep them open. Her eyes were glazed over in a bliss that made her look drugged. I could only hope that she got addicted to Brandon and me, because now we’d never let her go.

  “Sleep, sweetheart, we’re here.”

  She settled her head against my chest and almost instantly her breathing changed into the even patterns of someone asleep.

  “I’m about to burst over here!” Brandon said with a growly groan.

  I smiled at the frustration I heard in his voice. I knew the feeling.

  I let my own eyes close. My cock throbbed against the fly of my jeans, but I was content.

  In an emotional sense, anyway. I couldn’t feel better.

  “Well, go fix yourself somewhere else. I’m staying here.”

  Brandon made some gruff noises but he soon settled on the bed behind Laura and lay an arm around her.

  Despite my buzzing body, we must have drifted off, because the next thing I knew, I was waking up to Laura shifting uneasily in bed.

  I kissed her head. “You okay, honey?”

  She pulled back a little to look up at me, “I need to pee.”

  I chuckled and forced my lethargic body to roll off the bed, pointing in the direction of the master bathroom. “In there.”

  I watched Laura pick up her clothes quickly as she shuffled to the bathroom, looking far too self-conscious for a woman who had broken apart in our arms not so long ago.

  “Where’s she going?” Brandon’s groggy voice sounded from the bed.

  I looked back at my sleepy twin. “Bathroom.”

  “Hmmmm.” Brandon let his head drop back against the pillow and I stretched, feeling oddly settled and peaceful.

  Laura stepped back into the room, looking shy and a little haunted. “I’m sorry I fell asleep like that. You must think I’m very selfish. Can I... you know, help you both now?”

  She lifted her eyes finally to mine and I could see the hurt there.

  Wow.

  She actually cared about our feelings. Since when did our lovers care about anything other than their own pleasure?

  I knew Brandon was a bit more selfish than me in bed, but I’d lost count of the times my lovers had left me aching.

  I gave her the biggest smile I had in my repertoire. “Are you kidding me? Watching you come apart was incredible. You don’t have to worry about anything, you’ve already given us so much pleasure tonight.”

  A charming blush rose in her cheeks and a lovely smile graced her beautiful face. “So, what happens now?”

  Brandon slid onto the end of the bed. “Now we date. Tyler and I want you, and we wanted to show you today how much. We’re not fooling around here. We want you to give us a real chance.”

  Fantastic. Well said, brother!

  “We’ve got your number, so we can message and call. Maybe catch up for dinner or something?” I suggested and watched Laura light up like a Christmas tree.

  “Really? I mean, this wasn’t a one-time thing?”

  Brandon and I laughed, the sound so natural and loud in the room that had lay vacant for so long.

  I walked forward and cupped Laura’s face, kissing her soft lips as gently as I could. “Would you like to stay for the night?”

  Laura looked up at me, her green eyes wide and open. There was no façade, no hiding of the feelings she was fighting.

  Her heart and soul were there for me to see, and it was a wonder that such a person would be so vulnerable. “What time is it?” she asked, turning to see the clock. “Oh, shit! We slept for two hours.”

  I looked at the clock and took a step back. That was incredible.

  “I’d, um, like to go home if that’s okay. My sister needs some help with her university paperwork, and I need to think about a few things, too.”

  I took her hand and walked with her to the front door, wanting her to feel happy to come and go as she pleased.

  I heard Brandon follow us down the hallway.

  “No problem. You do what you have to do. We just wanted to make you feel good.”

  “Oh, you did! It was amazing.” Laura stopped walking and stared up at me, then looked over to where Brandon stood behind me. “It really was. Thank you so much.”

  Brandon stepped closer and Laura let go of my hand to turn toward my twin. I watched my brother pull Laura into his body and kiss her like a drowning man.

  I smiled and tried not to laugh out loud. Brandon could say what he liked, but there was proof in the pudding right there.

  Over drinks, over the years, Brandon had often boasted about what sort of women he liked in his bed. Those women who’d open their mouths, or their legs for his cock, and preferably didn’t want to kiss or cuddle after.

  Yeah, right.

  So much for the twin who didn’t enjoy kissing and avoided connecting with his lovers.

  We were both already so in love it wasn’t funny.

  Laura and Brandon finally pulled apart, their eyes soft and their lips red.

  “You sure you don’t want to stay?” I asked again, watching Laura share a heated and almost desperate look with Brandon before tearing her gaze away.

  “No! I have to go, but thank you for the best afternoon of my life.”

  I swallowed the lump in my throat as we walked Laura out the door and to her car. She climbed in and gave us a bright, huge smile before waving and heading off to her responsibilities.

  My chest ached as I watched her drive away.

  “Well, that went better than expected,” I said to Brandon as we walked in the front door once again.

  Brandon hummed noncommittedly and headed off to his own bedroom. An uneasy feeling spread through my gut as I remembered that up until a few days ago, Brandon hadn’t been ready to settle down with a mate.

  Oh, I’m begging you brother...please don’t ruin it for both of us.

  And with that disturbing thought, I walked into my office and sat down to do some work.

  Chapter Seven

  Laura.

  “Hey, Belle! Are you home?” I called out as I walked through our family home, the one for which I’d taken over the mortgage when my parents had died.

  “Yeah. Yeah, I’m here.” Belle’s tone wasn’t good, which put a dampener on my high.

  I walked into the kitchen area to find Belle sitting at the dining room table with a huge catalog in front of her.

  “Hey,” I said, sitting down at a
chair with her.

  It was Sunday night, and I really should be getting an early night for work tomorrow, but I could already see this was going to be a late one.

  “How can I help?”

  Belle just groaned and threw up her hands.

  Nine years my junior, Belle had been a miracle baby after several miscarriages. My parents had doted on her, and she was a bit of a spoiled princess in every way.

  I hadn’t helped, since I’d pretty much written her college application and helped her with every project or assessment she’d EVER done.

  “I just don’t know what to do! What to choose! This is too hard, Laura.”

  Her classic catch cry.

  “We’ll sort it out, don’t worry Belle Belle.”

  I pulled over a class schedule and roster and looked at the choices she had available for next year. Basic English, math and general science courses would be appropriate for a Liberal Arts major.

  “Where have you been?” Belle asked, and I looked up to see her peering at me like a specimen under a microscope.

  “What do you mean?” I asked, trying to smile, but knowing I was failing as Belle looked at me with a disapproving frown.

  “I mean... you have a post sex smell and look about you. So what gives? Spill. I didn’t know you were seeing anyone.”

  I struggled to hide my shock, and then the smile that rose on my lips afterwards.

  “I didn’t have sex.” Technically.

  Belle gave me a yeah, right look. Her mouth twisted up and she opened her eyes big and wide.

  “Okay...” I rolled my eyes so that I could glance away. “So I may have done something this afternoon, but it’s new, so I don’t want to say anything.”

  Belle slapped me across the upper arm. “Tell me! This is so exciting! You haven’t dated anyone in like... forever! Spill.”

  What did I say to my sister? She’d gone home with Brandon, probably to have sex with him. How did I tell Belle that he now wanted to date me?

  “Well... I... the guys... um...”

  Oh my God, and I considered myself articulate.

  “Guys? As in two of them?”

  Belle looked shocked, but so interested, I laughed. “Yeah, there’s two of them.”