Catnipped

by Dakota Cassidy

  Closing her eyes, Charlie chose to feel rather than think, letting go of her inhibitions and savoring these new sensations.

  Luke knelt beside her on the bed, leaning over her to kiss her while his hands trailed over her exposed skin, stopping at the swell of her hip and caressing it. She cupped his jaw and lost herself in the throbbing need his lips coaxed from her.

  Quinn’s lips began a journey to her breast by way of her collarbone, sweeping over it to press wet kisses to her cleavage and finally stroke a nipple with his tongue while his hands caressed the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Charlie bucked at the contact, sweet and sharp. It made her arms reach up to pull Luke down to her, running her hands over his hard biceps, squeezing the solid muscle.

  Luke slung a thigh over hers and the fine sprinkling of hair tickled her flesh. Luke’s lips never left hers as Quinn’s enveloped her nipple and swirled his tongue over it. She arched upward into the hot mouth that laved at her, while her hips rose to meet Luke’s fingers that spread the flesh of her cunt wide and stroked her clit, bringing the hard nub to an achy point.

  Turning her to her side, Quinn positioned himself behind her, while Luke settled in front of her, his lips but a breath away from hers. He inserted a finger into her channel, slick and hot. Her cunt instantly clenched the digit, milking it, grasping it and writhing when he found her G-spot and raked a finger over it.

  Her hands ached to clasp Luke’s cock and without hesitation, she sought the hard, wide length, stroking it, using the tiny drop of come to lubricate her passes. His cock pulsed beneath her touch, rigid like steel, smooth like raw silk. His kiss deepened and Charlie opened her mouth wide to let his tongue sweep over hers.

  Quinn’s cock prodded her from behind, slipping between her thighs to mingle with the fingers that brought her such skillful pleasure. His rigid abdomen burned the skin of her back. His fingers plucked her nipples and they responded by tightening and growing hotter.

  Her pussy clenched at the slick motion of Quinn’s cock, stroking her, his hands roaming to each breast, tweaking her nipples, rolling them between his fingers. Spirals of white-hot heat clawed at her nerve endings and rushed to her cunt in waves of sizzling currents. Luke’s finger in her pumped in long, wet strokes and the combination of the two made Charlie whimper as her orgasm built.

  Their breathing grew ragged and harsh, each gasp for air a closer step toward release. The sweat of their bodies glued them to one another, singeing her flesh, creating an electric friction.

  Quinn’s gliding cock and Luke’s deft fingers drove her to her first orgasm. It exploded from her body, making her let go of Luke’s cock and writhe against the fingers in her, bucking wildly.

  Placing a hand on Luke’s chest, Charlie let her head fall back on her shoulders while she tried to catch her breath.

  Luke’s hands came to push away the hair now glued to her brow and Charlie took that opportunity to slip away from the two bodies that surrounded her with their heat and settle between Luke’s thighs.

  He growled with a low, feral hiss, knowing what was to come. When she took her first taste of him, he bucked hard in an upward motion of hips and a sharp lungful of air.

  Her tongue stroked him, letting her saliva guide her path. Gripping him, Charlie enveloped him between her lips, flattening her tongue; she let the full length of him fill her mouth.

  Quinn kissed his way along her spine, over the globe of each ass cheek, parting her legs until his head rested on her thigh. Spreading her swollen lips, he plunged a tongue into her cunt, spearing it against her clit.

  The carnal pleasure of it sizzled through her veins and she rose to meet his mouth as she plummeted again and again on Luke’s cock.

  Luke’s hands wound in her long hair, and his breathing grew sharp to her ears. They both thrust together, coming in unison as Luke’s cock raged against her lips and Quinn’s tongue fucked her pussy. Charlie swallowed Luke’s hot seed, clinging to his thighs.

  Quinn gentled his mouth, letting the orgasm ease before moving back up to press against her spine again. His cock burned her back and without a word, he slid between her thighs and prodded her wet, aching passage.

  Charlie was more than ready and while Luke regained his breath, she gripped his shoulders for support. He buried his face in her neck, suckling the tender skin.

  Quinn’s cock filled her with a forceful thrust, stretching her, making her lift her ass higher for more.

  Luke’s hands found her breasts again and kissed his way down over the tops of them, then flicked his tongue over a hard nipple, gathering the two together then tonguing them both.

  “Oooooh,” escaped from her lips and she arched against the wet heat. When Quinn had captured a nipple it was wonderful, but when Luke did, it was sinful, hot and wantonly wicked. Charlie strained against Luke’s mouth while Quinn hiked her higher, driving into her with a rapid rhythm of hard cock. Charlie rocked against him and clung to Luke’s head, her pussy burning, aching with the need for release.

  Luke roamed her body with his mouth, leaving her breasts and nudging her thighs open to rest his head between them. The silken whisper of his hair grazed her thighs and she lifted one leg higher to rest on his waist.

  His deep inhalation of breath fanned her cunt and made her clit, already greedy for his tongue, harden and swell. The first kiss he planted there compelled her to reach down between her legs and thrust his head flush against her. She heard him moan and felt the rumble of vibration against her pussy.

  She needed Luke’s mouth on her while his brother fucked her. She needed to feel his presence, strong and assuring, to share this connection with him.

  Luke did as she encouraged, taking the time to explore her before finally latching into her clit and with a slow tongue, he stroked long, endlessly. From behind her, Quinn’s hips began to jerk and he placed his hands at her waist, gripping it for leverage as he took one final hot plunge into her.

  His moan was raw and he cried out in release just as Charlie did, her thighs quivering and her veins alight with flame as her juices ran freely.

  Tugging at Luke’s shoulders, she brought him back up to her eye level again and buried her face in his shoulder, still wracked with tremors.

  Quinn slipped silently from between her legs, kissing her lips briefly, then left without a word, leaving Luke and Charlie alone.

  Charlie burrowed into Luke, pressing her full length to him and reveling in the firm hold he kept on her.

  Exhaustion set in and Charlie couldn’t fight it any longer. Sleep took her while she laid in the comfort of Luke’s arms.

  * * *

  A hard cock, simmering with heat pressed between her legs, waking her from a delicious dream filled with only Luke. Charlie’s eyes popped open and she smiled. Luke stared down at her with a satisfied grin.

  “Finally. I thought you’d never wake up,” he teased, stroking the outer lips of her pussy with his hands while his hard length slid between her wet lips.

  “Look, it isn’t everyday a girl has a three-way. Gimme a break, huh?” Remembering the night before, Charlie smiled. It had been an experience she’d never forget, enjoyable out of necessity, but Luke was who she wanted.

  Only Luke.

  “How’s your nose?” he asked while sliding his tongue along her shoulder and down to a hard nipple. His tongue flicked out to stroke it with a wet tongue.

  Her cunt contracted hard. His lips and tongue were so skilled, decadent, adept. “Ahhhhh,” she moaned, forgetting the question. “What was the question?”

  “Your nose, baby. Do you feel better?” he repeated, using the moisture of her pussy to lubricate the finger that dragged through it.

  Oh my, God! It was better. This was the first time in three weeks and two days that she’d woken up without her head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton and her nose dripping. “Yeah, it does feel much better. How completely crazy,” she muttered when he spread the lips of her cunt and made a circular motion with his thumb over her clit.


  “I told you it was true,” he said, enveloping her nipple, sipping at it with his mouth.

  It was true. She was human again and for a mere moment, she wasn’t sure she even wanted that. It would always make her and Luke very different. However, remembering her sneezing bouts made the choice indisputable. “We’ll always be so different, Luke,” she mumbled as he rolled her to her belly.

  “Ask me if I care, Charlie,” he said with a husky voice, lying over her spine to brush the hair from her neck. He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered, “I have to make you mine now, baby,” he urged. “Last night, I wanted to fuck you. Today, I will.”

  She shivered at his words, possessive and forced from lips that sounded tightly compressed. Lifting her hips higher, she felt the smooth tip of his cock beg for entrance to her cunt. “Did you shift last night? Quinn too?”

  “Yeah, we did. Everything is fine,” he said and with a swift stroke, filling her to the hilt, his balls slapping against her. His hands gripped her hips and he pressed kisses to the skin of her shoulder.

  Quinn’s cock had been thick and enjoyable, but Luke’s was gloriously long and hard, driving into her with measured strokes of precise heat.

  “Christ, Charlie, you’re tight and so wet for me. I could fuck you forever.”

  He filled her like no other, wide, hard as a rock and slick from her desire. Reaching around her waist, he slipped a finger into her cunt to stroke her clit and it intensified her desperate need to come. The press for release clawed at her, making her buck harder against him.

  Luke pumped within her, grinding against her ass until she felt tears sting her eyes from the unbearable pleasure. Her hands clenched the sheets, gripping it when the tidal wave of her first orgasm sent her over the edge.

  Luke howled when her muscles clenched his cock, milking it, gripping the hard shaft, bringing it to a fevered frenzy.

  “I’m gonna come, baby. Come with me,” was his insistent demand and Charlie adhered to his words, letting the fight to slip over the abyss end.

  She came in crashing waves of light and electric heat while Luke’s seed, hot and thick poured into her, drenching her with it.

  They collapsed forward onto the bed with the delicious weight of his hard body, pressing into hers.

  She could feel Luke’s grin against her shoulder as he nuzzled her neck. “Smug bastard,” she chided, chuckling.

  He smoothed a hand over her ass and laughed too. “Shouldn’t I be?” his question was cocky.

  Rolling over, she faced him and kissed his lips. “Yeah, Mr. Piljor, you should.”

  With a sudden gust of air, Charlie sneezed violently.

  Nooo. No, no, no. It couldn’t be…

  She hadn’t given thought to the fact that while her allergies might lessen, she was still allergic to cats and Luke was essentially a cat with the same kind of dander a cat had. Crap.

  “You okay?” Luke asked, concern clearly written on his face.

  “I’ll be fine,” she said on another sniffle.

  “Shit! You’re allergic to me, aren’t you? Mating with Quinn only lessened your allergy to yourself…”

  “Well, crap, I think you’re right.” She coughed and tried to sputter the words out.

  “I’ll get the tissues,” Luke offered, running a comforting hand over her hair and reaching to the end table by the bed to hand her a festively bright pink tissue. “So now what? What else can we do? I hate seeing you suffer, Charlie, but I don’t think I’m prepared to let you go because of it. So what’s next?”

  “Well,” she said through a watery smile, “It’s not like I reacted horribly all of the time. So, if you think you can live with my sometimes watery eyes and red, drippy nose — cuz, I assure you, it’s ugly — then I guess I’m all in.”

  “I think that can be arranged.” Luke laughed with a kiss to said drippy nose.

  “Then, pass the Benadryl, please,” she ordered with a giggle.

  Dakota Cassidy

  Dakota Cassidy found writing quite by accident and it’s “been madness ever since.” Who knew writing the grocery list would turn into this? Dakota loves anything funny and nothing pleases her more than to hear she’s made someone laugh. She loves to write in many genres with a contemporary flair. Dakota lives with her two handsome sons, a dog and a cat. (None of them shape shift — that we know of.) She’d love to hear from you — she always answers her e-mail! Visit her at www.dakotacassidy.com or email her at dakota@dakotacassidy.com.