Cuffed and Dangerous

by Bronwyn Green

  Candlelight danced off the ceiling as Jude, still nude, carried two flickering candles into the room and set them on the bookshelf and dresser. He nodded toward Wrenn. “I figured she might freak out a little less if she can see where she is and who she’s with when she wakes up later.”

  Gideon nodded as he climbed into bed. “Good idea.”

  “Yeah. I’m full of them.” Jude grinned as he slipped beneath the covers on the other side of Wrenn.

  She stirred slightly in her sleep, but settled as each man secured an arm about her waist.

  Jude carefully traced the claw marks that extended over her shoulder. “I’d like to get my hands on whoever did this.”

  Gideon nodded grimly. So would he, but he doubted if Wrenn would ever let them in enough to help.

  * * * *

  Wrenn woke abruptly, panic clogging her throat. She was naked and being held down and nothing felt familiar. Lying as still as humanly possible, she cracked open an eyelid, hoping to discern her whereabouts so she could figure how best to get the hell out of wherever she was.

  Rain beat steadily against the window and candles cast a warm glow around the dim room. Looking out of the corner of her eye, she recognized Gideon, and the events of the previous night raced back with a dizzying, mortifying rush. Without looking, she knew Jude was on the other side.

  She’d had another overblown panic attack, but instead of rocking back and forth in a corner, she’d fucked two men. Way to handle your freak-out, Wrenn. As consciousness took greater hold of her mind, she noticed every delicious ache, every satisfied bone in her body. Despite the embarrassment of having had a meltdown in front of near strangers, and then having fucked said near strangers, she felt pretty good.

  She glanced at the dark windows of the house and the storm that still raged over the endless lake. Yeah, a threesome was better than being trapped with her memories any day of the week.

  “You okay?” Jude mumbled sleepily next to her.

  His voice startled her and her breath caught in her throat.

  “Yeah,” she whispered. “A little weirded out,” she admitted. “But okay.”

  Gideon propped up on his elbow and looked at her, gently brushing her hair from her eyes. A frown marred his beautiful face. “Is it the shifter thing?”

  “What?” she asked.

  “I mean, you have an aversion to shape shifters—especially felines,” he said gently as he traced the scars that disfigured the skin on her shoulder.

  “And with good reason,” Jude added. “We were a afraid you’d wake up and—”

  “Completely flip out because I had sex with a couple of cats?” she supplied.

  Jude’s grin flashed in the low light and her lips twitched in response.

  “To be honest, I’m more freaked out because I just had sex with two guys. I, ah… I’ve never done that before.”

  Gideon pressed a gentle kiss to her scarred shoulder. “We’d gathered that.”

  “Not that we minded,” Jude was quick to add.

  “God no,” Gideon breathed. “You were amazing.”

  Their praise warmed her and she found herself relaxing slightly.

  “Who did this to you,” Jude asked, caressing the marks on the side of her breast.

  The comfortable feeling vanished.

  She shrugged, reminded of why she preferred one-night stands. Get in, get out and never stay long enough to answer uncomfortable questions. “Doesn’t matter.”

  “It does to me,” Gideon said.

  At the same time, Jude spoke, “The hell it doesn’t.”

  “Look, it happened a long time ago. I was a kid. I honestly have no clue who did it, and I sure as hell don’t want to talk about it.”

  Both men moved. Gideon placed gentle kisses over her ruined shoulder before urging her to turn onto her stomach. With mild trepidation, she rolled over, shivering as both men trailed soft kisses over every claw mark, every bit of scarred skin. It was as if they tried to heal the ancient wounds. While she knew nothing they could do would change her appearance, something in her chest loosened with every tender touch. For the first time in years, she found herself blinking back tears. The last thing she needed was to breakdown and cry in front of these guys.

  Instead of focusing on their compassion, she turned her attention to the heated caress of their lips, the prickly scrape of their whiskers, the sudden tension in the room that had become more about arousal and less about comfort. Gideon pressed kisses over the swell of her ass, to swipe his tongue along the crease where thigh met cheek.

  “I don’t recall having any scars there,” she said, shaking off the earlier melancholy.

  He chuckled, the sound vibrating against her skin. “I like to be thorough.” Without warning, he flipped her onto her back, startling a squeal from her. Lifting her leg over his head, he settled himself between her legs, his dreads tickling her sensitive skin. He nuzzled her inner thighs as he inched closer to her aching sex.

  “So, is this some kind of a competition? If one of you gets something the other one needs to try it too?”

  Gideon laughed before spreading her wide with his thumbs and dragging his tongue through along her puffy folds. “It’s not a competition. I just like licking pussy as much as he does.”

  He held her gaze from where he hovered above her cunt as his words tumbled darkly through her, causing her tummy to flutter with excitement.

  She couldn’t believe she was considering another round with these two. Instead of crawling out of bed and searching for her clothes, she drove her hands into his hair and urged him toward her. “Show me.”

  His eyes flashed amber in the low light, and he slowly lowered his head. Burying his face in her pussy, he didn’t waste any time zeroing in on her clit. Her hands fell away from his head as she arched toward him. Nipping and sucking, he drew it into his mouth, flicking his tongue across the distended nub as she twisted her hands in the soft cotton sheets.

  Jude rolled closer and sucked her nipple into his mouth while he rolled the other one between his thumb and forefinger. They hardened instantly into near painful knots, but she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. It was freeing not to worry about anything except what felt good. And God, these two definitely made her feel good.

  Keeping one hand in Gideon’s hair, she wrapped her other arm behind Jude’s shoulders and pressed his head more firmly to her breast. A taut line of sensation between her pussy and her breasts pulled tighter as they pushed her harder. The line tangled in her middle, becoming a twisted knot of craving. Thrusting her hips off the bed, she met each decadent swipe of Gideon’s tongue as he shoved her closer to the edge. Without warning, he slid several fingers inside her and began pumping them in and out of her grasping channel.

  Jude released his grip on her nipple to slide his splayed hand over her chest and belly to rest on her abdomen. Lifting his head from her breast, he stared into her face, his green eyes glinting with desire. “I can feel him moving inside you.”

  Her pussy clenched needily around Gideon’s thrusting fingers and a whimper escaped her lips.

  “I want to feel him fucking you,” Jude breathed. Then we’re both going to fill you. Would you like that?”

  She could barely think. “Is that a trick question?”

  Gideon lifted his head, his lips glossy with her juices. “Do you want us both at once, Wrenn?”

  Wide-eyed and hovering over the edge of sexual bliss, she discovered she couldn’t do anything but nod.

  Jude reached into the nightstand drawer beside the bed, withdrew two condoms, and tossed one to Gideon. In record time, both men were sheathed.

  Gideon prowled up the length of her body, his hair falling around her head in a night-dark curtain. Jude resumed his position at her side, his hand splayed over her abdomen while Gideon hovered outside her eager body.

  Feeling hot and liquid inside, she lifted her hips in invitation. “Please,” she whispered. “I want you inside me.”

  O
n a groan, Gideon plowed forward, filling her completely.

  Jude pressed down on her belly. “I can feel him inside you. I can feel your muscles trembling, grasping him as he slides through your cream.” He stroked her stomach, extending his fingers to graze her mound as the other man fucked her hard. The sensation of both men focusing on her pussy was thrilling, carnal. “You’re so desperate to come,” Jude murmured.

  She nodded, hoping he’d get the hint and touch her clit. One little stroke was all she needed.

  Jude shook his head, mischief in his eyes. “Not yet, little bird. Not until I get a chance to bury myself in your sweet pussy.”

  She groaned in annoyance as Gideon pulled out and Jude took his place. He settled himself over her body, the warmth of his body seeping into her skin. Slowly, he dragged the head of his cock through her slick folds, brushing it across her clit until she was ready to scream with frustration.

  Desperate to end the teasing, she reached down and grabbed his ass, trying to pull him forward. Before she could get any leverage, Gideon captured her wrists and easily pinned her arms above her head.

  “Naughty,” he admonished as he stroked the tender flesh on the insides of her arms.

  She struggled helplessly in his grasp. Ignoring her thrashing, he bent over her to draw the tight buds of her nipples into the scalding heat of his mouth. Her breath left her body on a harsh cry as Jude lunged forward and seated himself to the hilt. Lowering his head, he laved one nipple while Gideon scraped his teeth across the other one.

  She hadn’t thought anything could be hotter than what she’d experienced outside, but she’d been so wrong. There was something liberating about being forced to accept pleasure—to take what she was given.

  “Next time, I’m getting out the handcuffs,” Gideon promised darkly.

  She closed her eyes, unable to contain the whimper that escaped at the thought of them chaining her up. She couldn’t get the image of her restrained and at their mercy out of her head. Her pussy convulsed around Jude while both men continued to suck her nipples.

  “Please, Jude,” she pleaded, trying to lift her hips. “Fuck me.”

  Staring into her eyes, he’d apparently decided to take pity on her. He withdrew almost completely before slamming home again. Hooking his hands beneath her shoulders, he drove into her willing body. Every stroke ground their pubic bones together and she knew it wouldn’t take much more before he pushed her over into the release that drifted just out of reach.

  Suddenly, Gideon released his grip on her wrists and her entire world tilted as Jude flipped her over so she straddled him, his cock still lodged deeply inside her. She lay sprawled across his chest, draping over him like a blanket. Bracing her hands on his broad chest, she pushed herself into an upright position and carefully worked his thick length in and out of her body.

  “You’re so fucking hot,” Jude breathed.

  Before she could think of a coherent response, she felt Gideon moving around behind her. Icy nervousness trickled down her spine. When he’d asked if she wanted to take both of them at once, she’d assumed he’d wanted her to go down on him. He placed a large warm hand in the center of her back and gently urged her chest to chest with Jude.

  Jude lifted his hands and tenderly stroked her back, soothing her with his touch. “It’ll be okay. I promise. We’re going to make you feel so good.”

  Gideon stroked his finger along the crease of her ass. “Have you ever taken a man here?”

  She shook her head, not confident she could speak.

  “Trust us,” he said as he brushed his thumb across her puckered opening. A needy shudder worked through her body as he repeated the motion, this time with something cool and slick covering his thumb. Gently, but firmly, he pushed past the tight ring of muscles. After letting her become accustomed to the sensation, he replaced his thumb with a finger, lightly working it in and out of her ass. After a few moments, he added a second finger and proceeded to stretch her.

  The sensation pinched and burned slightly as he scissored his fingers inside her, but the pain gave way to pleasure as he stroked slowly back and forth. She moved in tandem with him, sliding up the length of Jude’s cock, then back down, meeting the thrust of Gideon’s fingers. Jude groaned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her more tightly against him.

  “You feel so good,” he whispered brokenly as he stared into her eyes.

  Gideon pressed his hand to the small of her back to still her movement. Her stomach clenched nervously as she peered at him over her shoulder. He slicked his cock with lube, then set it against her untried passage. Her body tensed as if to repel the invasion, but he soothed her with words and touch. She bit her lip at the sharp burst of pain as he slowly breached the tight ring of muscles.

  Stroking her back, Jude held her gaze. “Breathe,” he urged her. “Breathe us in.”

  She took a halting breath as Gideon pressed forward, seating himself all the way inside her. Almost unbearably full, she gasped. The sting of Gideon filling her ass and Jude buried balls-deep in her pussy was almost too much.

  Stretched and filled, she writhed between them until Gideon stopped her with his hands on her hips. “Let us.”

  Gideon pulled back while Jude pushed forward, taking turns filling her body—lunging forward and retreating, moving together to create a breathless friction she could barely tolerate. She wanted to escape, and at the same time, she wanted more. More Gideon. More Jude. More.

  Their cocks slid together inside her in direct opposition to one another as they drove home, over and over. The speed increased with every thrust. What had begun as a meticulous pace had devolved into a fierce, ravenous fucking. Her clit ground against Jude’s pelvis as the men pounded into her with raw urgency, their balls slapping wetly against her.

  Hunger throbbed in her womb, sending tendrils of need outward through her body. She knew her climax was close, but she didn’t want to spend until they did. She wanted to see Jude’s face when he came, wanted to feel Gideon’s final thrust as he emptied himself into her ass. Knowing this had to be their last time together, she wanted to be aware of every nuance of each man losing control.

  She squeezed their cocks, begging for more while their gasping breath and muttered curses ratcheted her desire higher.

  Jude slid his hands along her torso and over her hips to grab her ass cheeks, pulling them apart, revealing her to Gideon’s gaze. She’d never felt so exposed in her life. And she loved it. Loved that he caught his breath while he stared at her. Loved that he caressed the crease of her ass with his fingertip. Loved that he stroked the tender flesh where they were joined. She wasn’t going to last much longer.

  “I wish you could see her, Jude. Stretching around us. Taking us both so deep.”

  Gideon’s voice wrapped her in its dark velvet caress, his words tight with need.

  “You should see her face,” Jude countered. “Cheeks flushed, lips parted, and eyes so dark I could lose myself forever.”

  “Look at me, Wrenn,” the other man commanded.

  She peered at him over her shoulder.

  Gideon caught her in his gaze. “You belong with us.”

  A sense of peace descended only to be chased away by fear. She didn’t belong with two men. Two shifters. Fucking them was one thing, but anything more was unthinkable. Closing her eyes, she broke the contact and focused instead on the physical. On the twin cocks plowing into her. The orgasm that receded when Gideon spoke inched back, claiming her senses again.

  Jude began to shake as he fucked her, shafting her harder and faster. Opening her eyes, she stared at him. Her internal muscles gripped him, rippling around his cock while her ass did the same to the other man. Gideon lost control first, grinding into her as she wrung his release from his body. His last shuddering thrust sent her over the edge as her cunt spasmed violently around Jude. Forcing her eyes to stay open, she watched as his lids fluttered shut and his teeth sank into his lower lip as he strained into her. The sight of his pa
ssion-flushed face would be burned into her memory forever, as would the sound of Gideon calling her name as he broke.

  Her blood thundered through her veins as they slumped together like a pile of exhausted kittens, all trying to catch their breath. The remains of her release trembled through her body as both men pulled free and tugged her into their arms after disposing of their condoms. As she slowly came back to herself, she was aware of both men stroking her skin and murmuring sleepily.

  As good as it felt to be cradled in their arms, she needed to stay awake to make her escape. She trusted them both enough to know that they wouldn’t hold her here against her will, but she also knew that it wouldn’t take much to convince her to stay. It was more than the breathtaking sex. It was a sense of belonging she hadn’t felt since before her family had died.

  “Do you like waffles,” Jude asked between yawns as he nuzzled her neck.

  Her heart stumbled at his sweet offer. “Yeah.”

  “Good. I’ll make you breakfast in bed tomorrow.”

  “Just be sure to clean up your damn mess,” Gideon chided good-naturedly.

  Gently, she pressed a kiss to his mouth. It would likely be the only goodbye she’d be able to give him. Turning to Jude, she kissed him too. “Hey, what’s a girl got to do to use the bathroom around here?”

  Gideon sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, but she gently pushed him back against the pillows.

  “Just point me in the right direction and keep my spot warm.”