“Oh I know that was the truth, darlin’,” Cade answered grimly. “That’s not the reason you’re being disciplined.”
“Then why?” she yelled, tears welling in her eyes. Her butt was on fire, yet each smack reverberated through her body, swelling her clit to the point she thought she might burst from need. Why the hell did their discipline turn her on?
“It was the lie about having a disease,” Connor told her.
“How do you know it’s a lie?”
“I had my nose right beside your pussy,” Cade told her. “I’d be able to smell if there was anything wrong with you.”
Cade rolled her over, panting slightly, his eyes glazed with lust. He bent her leg up so she was even more exposed to his gaze. “Believe me, all I could smell was sweet, hot pussy.”
Connor took hold of her leg, holding it against her chest as Cade settled himself between her legs once more.
He took one long lick. Oh hell. Oh shit. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he flicked her clit.
“You know, Cade doesn’t usually like to eat pussy. But your pussy is damn irresistible to us and I can tell you that one taste isn’t enough.”
She stared up at Connor, watching him, her breath coming in sharp pants as Cade continued to lick her pussy. He swiped his tongue up and down, stopping at her clit every so often to toy with it, lick it, tap it, suck it.
Connor leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking strongly. She let out a long, low wail of need. Christ, she needed to come. So bad.
Her orgasm built, stronger than anything she’d felt before. She closed her eyes, totally prepared to give in. She didn’t stand a chance in resisting her need for them.
Suddenly, they pulled away. Cade grabbed hold of her leg, pulling it down, while Connor rolled over onto his back.
“What? Don’t stop! I was so close!”
Cade smiled, licking his lips. “I know. Damn, you taste good. I wish I could continue.” He ran his hand up and down her thigh. “Tell us what we want to know and we’ll make you come over and over.”
Were they fucking kidding?
“Why were you spying on Senator Garrison?” Connor asked, rolling back onto his side. He played with her nipple, pinching it softly. “Who sent you?”
“I told you, nobody sent me. Not my fault if you don’t believe me.”
Cade tilted her head. “I believe she’s telling the truth. But why would you spy on the senator? What does he matter to you?”
She pursed her lips.
“Does it have something to do with the Werewolf Registration Bill?” Connor asked. He pinched her nipple. Hard. She groaned.
“No,” she replied. Damn it, she should have lied. Although they seemed awfully good at picking out her lies from the truth.
“Then why were you watching him?” Cade asked.
“I’m not telling you.” She turned her head away. Let them do their worst.
“Are you sure you don’t want to talk?” Cade ran his fingers through her short pussy hairs. “All you have to do is tell us the truth and you get to come.”
“Go fuck yourselves.”
Connor sighed and sat up. “I suppose I’ll have to do just that.” He stripped off his shirt then jeans. He was wearing a pair of silk boxers that did little to disguise the erection pressing against them. He stripped them off, revealing his cock. It was long and firm. She couldn’t help but stare, her heart beating heavily in her chest as he took hold of the base. He ran his hand up and down it, closing his eyes.
“Christ, man, do you have to do that here?” Cade asked with disgust.
Connor opened his eyes with a smile. “I call first dibs on the shower then. Too bad you don’t have the option of taking matters into your own hands, huh, Shelby?”
He turned away as she growled at him.
*
God really thought up a special type of hell for me, Shelby thought as she lay in bed on her back and looked up at the ceiling.
There was no way in hell she was getting any sleep tonight. Arousal still coursed through her body. She hadn’t had a moment to herself since they’d brought her up here. They’d even cleaned her up themselves, washing her body with a damp cloth. Going to the bathroom had been a thoroughly embarrassing experience. Connor had turned his back, but insisted on staying in the room as she’d used the toilet.
She’d been mortified.
Now they were all in bed. Shelby lay in the middle, Connor to her left and Cade to her right. She’d hoped for a chance to escape when they’d undone her bonds. But instead they’d merely tied her up again after letting her use the bathroom.
To them.
Her wrists were each tied to one of theirs. Her legs were free of any bonds, but each man had a heavy thigh resting on top of each of her legs.
Yeah, she wasn’t going anywhere.
Cade sighed loudly in his sleep. Bastards. It hadn’t taken long for them to fall asleep, while here she still lay, thoughts whirling through her head, need thrumming in her body.
Cade swung his free arm over her waist and snuggled closer, placing his head on her chest. He nuzzled her breast.
“Hmm,” he murmured, moving lower and sucking her nipple into his mouth.
“Cade,” she whispered, not even sure why she was whispering, what did she care if she woke Connor up? “Cade, let go.”
He shook his head and relaxed against her, asleep once more. He suckled on her.
Yep, she was definitely in hell.
*
Connor woke up, temporarily disorientated. Someone made a snuffling noise then brushed up against him. He opened his eyes, his gaze resting on a sleeping Shelby. She lay on her back, her arms sprawled out, her mouth slightly open as she quietly snored. Cade’s head was resting on her chest, his mouth close to her breast.
Connor smiled at the sight. Damn, he wouldn’t mind waking up to that sight each morning. He wanted to keep her.
The whole thing was too fuckin’ complicated for his liking. For the moment, though, he had her in his bed. A better man might not have taken advantage of her desire for them.
Turns out, he wasn’t that good of a man.
Moving his hand over her body, he cupped her breast, massaging it. He licked her nipple, tugging at it gently with his teeth.
Shelby moaned and Cade opened his eyes, staring over at him.
Connor reached down and drew her leg over his, opening her to him. He swirled his fingertip around her clit. She moved restlessly.
Cade grabbed her other leg, holding it up as he teased her free nipple with his tongue. Connor let her nipple go with one last lick.
“Damn, I want her.”
Cade nodded, not letting her go.
Connor ran his finger up and down her slit, gathering up her moisture. Damn, he wished he could fuck her. He just knew she’d feel like heaven around his dick.
Shelby opened her eyes, staring up at him in confusion.
“Wh-what’s going on?”
“Shh,” he told her, leaning in to take her mouth with his. Sparks flew and what he’d intended to be a short peck turned into something so much deeper. When he drew away, both of them were panting heavily.
Cade turned her face toward him and kissed her. Connor continued to play with her clit until she was moaning, her whole body trembling. Reluctantly, he pulled back.
“Nooo,” she cried out and he felt for her. His own need was pushing at him. His wolf wasn’t happy, wanting to claim her. But they had to stick to the plan.
“You know how to get what you need,” Cade murmured. “Tell us why you were spying on the senator.”
“Tell us what your connection to him is, Shelby,” Connor pressed. “Tell us and we’ll give you what you want. Wouldn’t it feel nice to come? I’m sure your family must be worried about you right now. Tell us what you want and we’ll let you call them.”
He wasn’t about to promise to let her go. No way. No how.
“Assholes,” she gritted out. “I’m not t
elling you anything.”
“Tell us about your family, your cousins. Why do you live with them? What happened to your parents?” Cade asked.
“You would have been a cute kid,” Connor said. “I bet you were the apple of your daddy’s eye.”
She laughed bitterly. “Oh, that couldn’t be further from the truth. My father doesn’t even know I exist.”
“What do you mean? Where are your parents, Shelby?” Connor asked.
“My mother is dead. She was murdered. I never knew my father.”
“God, baby, I’m so sorry.” Connor ran his hand through her hair.
“I didn’t know her. I was only two when she died.”
“Still, it must have been hard, never knowing her, never having her there when you were growing up.”
“I had my uncle and my cousins. My uncle took me in and raised me, even though our Alpha banished him to live on the far side of the estate, he would have kicked him out of the pack but they had been good friends before I came along.”
“Hey.” Connor cupped her cheek, turning her head his way. “That wasn’t your fault, you were a baby. Your Alpha is the one at fault.”
“Yeah, well, my uncle and cousins were the ones who paid. My uncle was an enforcer, well-liked, and my cousins, they were just kids. Now they’re ostracized, they’re taxed so heavily by our Alpha that they can barely pay the bills. All because of who I am.”
“No, because of your Alpha and his prejudices,” Connor said firmly. “If he can’t see how wonderful you are then that’s his problem. Your uncle did the right thing taking you in.”
“He was a good man. Tough, but fair. I can never repay my cousins for all that they’ve done.”
“They did what family should, they took care of you,” Connor said.
“One day I’m going to make him pay.”
“Who?” Cade asked.
“The person who murdered my mother.”
Cade turned her to face him. “Oh hell no, you are not doing anything that will put you in danger. Do you know who killed her? Tell me his name. I’ll take care of him.”
She gaped at him incredulously. “You barely know me. I’m your prisoner. Why the hell would you care?”
Connor interjected quickly, “Cade can’t stand to see an injustice done. We’re very good at tracking people down, trouble. We can help you.”
She shook her head with a bitter laugh. “No, you really can’t.”
Connor sighed. He knew she had no reason to trust them. “Why were you so afraid last night? When I walked into the room, you looked like you were close to having a panic attack.”
Shelby turned her head away. “Must you know everything?” She didn’t even know why she’d told them as much as she had. She should hate them. She certainly shouldn’t be lying here, thinking about them touching her, fucking her. They were taking advantage of her and yet…she wanted more. She wanted everything.
“We need to know what frightens you,” Connor insisted.
“Why? So you can use it to get what you want from me?”
“If that was our intention, we’d be interrogating you right now, using whatever methods we had to in order to get you to talk. But we can’t do that, Shelby. We can’t hurt you, we care about you too much.”
She stared up at them both. Connor’s words sounded sincere, but…
“You don’t know me. We’re enemies.”
“We could never be enemies. There is something between the three of us, don’t tell me you don’t feel it. Like we were meant to be.”
Yeah, she felt it. Didn’t mean she had to act on it. And yet, wasn’t she acting on it? Sure, they had her tied to the bed, they could overpower her, but she didn’t have to react to their touch with such need, she didn’t have to talk to them.
“I don’t like enclosed spaces. I need to see outside or I get claustrophobic.”
Cade frowned. “I chose the biggest room for you.”
“I know it’s not that small, but after a while it feels like the walls are closing in on me. I’m not saying it’s rational, that’s just the way I feel.”
“Is there a reason you’re claustrophobic, did something happen?” Connor asked, running his hand over her hair.
She blinked back tears at the caring in his gaze.
“I didn’t use to be so scared,” she told them. “I used to be able to crawl through small spaces without a problem. My uncle even used to take me and my cousins into the caves not far from here and teach us how to track using all our senses. One day, just he and I were there. I was tracking him. One of the caves collapsed in on him, killing him instantly.”
“Oh sweetheart.” Connor pulled her against him, holding her tight.
Cade ran his hand up and down her side, slightly awkward. “You know there’s no way the room is going to collapse in on you, don’t you?” he asked.
“Logically, yes. But feelings often have little to do with logic.” Otherwise she’d hate the two of them instead of wanting them.
“We would never allow you to be in danger,” Cade told her.
“I’m so sorry that happened to you, Shelby,” Connor said.
“I loved my uncle, he took me in when others wouldn’t have. He raised me, cared for me, he didn’t deserve to die like that.”
She sniffled.
Both of them pressed kisses against her skin, brushing their lips over her forehead, her cheeks, down her neck.
“I think such honesty deserves a reward don’t you, Cade?”
“Hmm, maybe. What did you have in mind?”
Connor grinned and released both of her wrists before leaning over and taking her mouth with his. Cade raised her leg, tying her ankle to her wrist.
As Connor moved away, she glanced up at Cade as he did the same with her other leg.
“What are you doing? Let me go.” She attempted to free herself, but even she admitted it was halfhearted.
There was something about being held at their mercy that turned her on. She’d hated being locked in that room. But being here with them, tied up, it made her feel…hot.
Cade took over her mouth as Connor suckled on each of her nipples. Connor kissed his way down her stomach and over her mound.
She moaned, the noise smothered by Cade’s mouth. Connor settled himself between her legs, and splitting her lower lips wide apart with his fingers, he licked at her clit delicately.
Cade moved back and she panted, trying to catch her breath.
“Oh, oh,” she cried, thrashing her head from side to side. Connor just tapped at her clit lightly, never moving faster or harder.
He was driving her insane.
“Connor, more!” she demanded.
“What do you want, baby?” Cade murmured in her ear, plucking at her nipple with his fingers. “He wants to hear you beg.”
“I need to come, please, more.”
She didn’t care that she was begging them, that they were holding her against her will. She wanted this, wanted them.
Needed them.
Connor took a long lick of her folds, from the base to the top.
“Yum, your taste reminds me of the ocean with a hint of sweetness,” he told her, leaning up a little so he could look at her.
“Are you sure?” she panted. “Maybe you should check again.”
Connor chuckled.
“He’s sure,” Cade answered seriously. “Connor has an excellent sense of taste.”
Shelby looked up at Cade for a moment before bursting into giggles. Connor joined her, laughing while Cade just looked at them both.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she told him. “Kiss me. You,” she looked at Connor, “don’t leave me hanging this time.”
He grinned. “Yes ma’am.”
He only gave in because he wanted to, she knew. They were most definitely in charge here.
Connor dove back between her legs, this time he didn’t tease her, he expertly drove her higher and higher, using his fingers and tongue
to drive her up and over into a mind-blowing orgasm. Her whole body trembled as she arched her head back.
Cade let her mouth go, kissing down her neck as Connor moved so he was cuddling into the side of her, running his hand up and down her stomach soothingly as she drew in breath after breath, trying to calm her racing heartbeat.
He kissed her forehead.
“Was that up to the lady’s expectations?”
“Almost,” she lied.
“Well, I’ll just have to do better next time.”
Oh shit, he’d certainly kill her. But what a way to go.
Chapter Six
She had to get out of here.
Shelby prowled through Cade’s and Connor’s bedrooms for the millionth time, searching for a way to escape. The doors were solid oak. She could have picked the lock if they had a keyhole, but they were electronically locked. She’d need one of their security cards to get them open.
Still, she couldn’t give up. She’d been locked in here for three days now and her body was already becoming accustomed to their touch. They just had to enter the room and her nipples would harden, her body heating.
They hadn’t fucked her yet, keeping to their promise that they wouldn’t until she asked them nicely. Christ, there had been a few times where she’d come very close to doing just that. They were getting under her skin more each day.
She’d already told them about her mother’s death, her family, it wouldn’t be long until they caught her in a weak spot and she revealed everything. Until she gave in and begged them for sex. A number of times she’d had to bite her lip to stop herself from giving in to the overwhelming need to have them, to feel them inside her.
This hold they had over her would only be broken with space.
But how was she going to get free?
The door opened and she spun around to see Connor entering the room, a tray of food in his hands.
He’s vulnerable right now. The door is open, his hands are full, you could take him. Escape.
Except she couldn’t. Because she might have to harm him and she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Frustration bit at her, stirring her temper.
“Got some lunch,” he said cheerfully as he put the tray on the ground before turning and shutting the door. It locked automatically.
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