Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 2
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Nathan’s hand lazily stroked her arm.
Daniel’s voice, dark and husky, pulled hypnotically at her senses as he finished the call. Several minutes later, he braked to a stop in front of a huge two-story limestone house that had “history” stamped all over it. The place sparkled like a diamond in moonlight, looking like the home she’d never thought to have.
She couldn’t think about that now.
A whipcord of rapidly spiraling lust ripped through Livvy so suddenly, she gasped sharply, gaining the attention of both men. A high, agonized cry burst from her lips. Savage need wound through her core, coiling like a snake in her belly, and she knew her eyes had gone wide. Sweat beaded on her forehead. Nathan wrapped his arms around her tightly. “Shit. We have to get her inside. Quick.”
“Gods! Not now,” she breathed, clinging to the man who held her.
“Hang on.”
Olivia slammed her eyes shut. “Help me!”
No doubt the proximity to two healthy male animals coupled with the stress of her ordeal had worked its magic on her rapidly changing body. There would be no courtship, no slow mating. The time was here. Now. Once she accepted them into her body, there would be no going back. They would be mated strangers, really, but already her beast recognized them, accepted them. Could she do any less? The time for affection, maybe for love, would have to come later.
Struggling for breath as Daniel glanced her way, Olivia felt sexual tension ratchet up yet another notch in her hungry body. Dangerous. Thrilling. Scary as hell. Need was like a living thing sparking fires that only these two males could extinguish.
From that moment on, everything blurred as a low buzzing began in her brain. Her body was drenched, her pussy creaming, throbbing, pulsing as wild jaguar blood heated to dangerous levels in her unmated body. The feel of Nathan’s heavy cock prodding her ass through layers of cloth ratcheted up her frustration levels.
Nathan threw open the door of the truck then pulled her onto his lap. As if from a great distance, she heard another door slam. Suddenly Daniel was there at the side of the vehicle, and together, he and Nathan turned her until her legs dangled outside.
Then Nathan held her steady as Daniel yanked off her shoes, jeans and panties in one smooth move.
“Let us help, Olivia,” Nathan whispered into her ear. “Gods, let us fuck you. We’ve waited so long to find our mate.”
Tears filled her eyes as emotion crashed over her. Mates. Lovers. Forever.
The words reverberated in her mind. Relief, along with hunger, consumed her. She belonged here. It was kismet. Meant to be. It was a gift from the gods that she be in this place at this exact time. There was no reasoning with fate.
“Look at me, Olivia,” Nathan said. Focusing on his starkly handsome face, she recognized the compassion, the raw need in his eyes. “We know you’re scared but we’ll get through this together. Just know we accept you as our mate. From this moment on there is no going back. Understand?”
She nodded then caught her breath as another, stronger flash of lust bolted through her body. Nathan cupped her face and kissed her with voracious hunger. His tongue speared into her mouth, tasting deeply, drinking the soft whimpers that poured from her throat. Naked from the waist down, she felt Nathan’s hand move below her shirt, touching bare flesh, teasing her belly then finally wandering higher to cup her breast.
Then Olivia went still as Daniel parted her thighs, settled them over his broad shoulders. He parted her labia with his fingers and buried his lips in her aching flesh. The stark lash of his tongue, his hot breath against her hypersensitive flesh, tore another wild cry from her lips, but Nathan drank the sound.
Holding on for dear life, she clutched at Daniel’s long black hair as he ate her out. Sucking, licking, drinking the cream from her body, he finally speared his tongue deep. Her vaginal walls clenched around his thrusting tongue and instant orgasm blasted outward in ever-expanding waves, but the release was short-lived as her jaguar heat intensified, bringing with it the urge for more.
Nathan whispered indecipherable words against her temple and Daniel looked up at her from his position between her thighs, his eyes dark, beautiful and filled with some unnamed emotion. “Let’s get her inside, brother.”
Nathan carried her from the truck and before she could fathom what was happening, she was inside the house and the force of her heat was fully upon her again. Olivia closed her eyes, drawing on every reserve of calm she possessed as Nathan carried her up a flight of stairs.
Closing her eyes, she heard the low hum of the air conditioner but it did nothing to cool the heat in her blood. Her body made demands she was ill equipped to fully understand. Yes, her mom had warned her that changing from woman to beast was traumatic and potentially deadly without the sexual aid of not one, but two jaguar males. Still, she hadn’t fully understood the truth of the matter until now.
At the moment, she could only thank the gods they’d found her in time.
Nathan carried her into a massive master suite and as Daniel yanked down the covers on the huge bed, she was stripped of her remaining clothing…a simple top and her bra. As she sat on the edge of the bed, avidly watching the guys remove their clothing, she marveled at how fortunate she’d been to be rescued by such hot-as-hell specimens of jaguar flesh.
Daniel’s hair—thick, black and shiny—hung past his broad shoulders. His body was bronzed and hard, rounded by muscle and supported by long, sturdy legs. Nathan was built much the same, hard as hell, with enough muscular beauty to make her fingers itch to touch. Instead of brown, as she’d first thought, his eyes were dark green and tilted slightly at the edges, giving him a catlike appearance. Rather appropriate since, after all, he was a cat. A gorgeous, big, very manly cat.
Olivia’s mouth went dry at the sight of them and desire raced over her flesh, leaving in its wake a need impossible to ignore.
“Now,” she whispered, amazed at her boldness. “Hurry.”
Nathan went to his knees between her spread thighs to draw one taut nipple into his mouth. Tonguing the hard flesh, he nipped and sucked until a fresh rain of cream drenched her hot pussy.
“We dreamed our mate would be beautiful, but we never imagined…” he breathed against her breast. His fingers moved over her, skimming her ribs and belly, before moving lower to study the damp, fevered flesh of her pussy. His mouth worked at her nipple and Olivia’s head dropped back like the broken stem of a flower as passion flowed like liquid honey through her body.
Daniel settled behind her on the bed, his hands moving into action, his mouth skimming the length of her bare back. Teasing with his teeth and tongue, he stroked her, his hands warm, so very warm on her skin. A languid lassitude carried Livvy under.
“Nathan. Daniel. Gods, you feel so perfect! I never imagined it would be this way.”
Daniel rose behind her and leaned close to whisper in her ear. The hard muscles of his chest rubbed against her back and pleasure spiked again. Olivia sucked in a breath and held it.
“We aim to please, sweetheart. We’re here,” he murmured. “We’ll fuck you until you tell us to stop and then we’ll claim you in the way of our people. Count on it. You belong to us, Olivia. And before it’s all done, your beast will be born.”
“Livvy! Call me Livvy.”
She felt his lips curve into a smile against her cheek seconds before he gently tugged her into the center of the big bed.
Before she could gasp another breath, both men were upon her, their hungry mouths attached to her nipples.
Pleasure poured over her like a song as their hands moved over her heated body. Ribs, belly, breasts and thighs. No part of her was left untouched, and when they sent busy fingers over her slit, parted her and delved inside, raw passion bolted through her. Trembling, she bowed her back, writhing against their marauding touch. Fingers dipped heavily into her cunt and Livvy cried out, her voice wavering in the still air.
Daniel and Nathan exchanged an indecipherable glance and apparentl
y came to some unspoken agreement, because together they pulled her into a sitting position. Daniel moved behind her, his long legs resting on either side of her thighs, while Nathan remained on his knees near the foot of the bed.
Livvy was on fire for them, her body out of control, and the only thought in her mind was relief. Daniel’s cock felt heavy, thick and oh so very long as it pressed against the cleft of her ass. Before her, Nathan fisted his hand over his own sizeable erection.
Olivia wet her lips and panting little breaths whipped rapidly from her lungs. Up and down, over and over, Nathan worked his hard flesh and it was impossible, even in the dimly lit room, to miss the drop of fluid that settled on the head of his cock.
Nathan’s face was a mask of agonized patience as Daniel hooked his feet around her ankles to spread her open. Nathan looked hungrily at her pussy as his hand moved faster and faster over his cock. Finally Daniel lifted her body until her pussy hovered over the head of his penis. With a raw shout, he lowered her until she was filled to the hilt.
Her wild cry broke free as he thrust high into her body, and when Livvy’s head dropped back against Daniel’s chest, Nathan crawled toward her, finding a place between her open thighs. His mouth latched on to her clit and he sucked gently as Daniel continued to slide his girth into her unclaimed body. In. Out. Deeper. Higher. He thrust so deeply she didn’t know where he began and she ended. And through it all, Nathan’s hot mouth devoured her, causing a conflagration of sensation to send wave after wave of raw pleasure pounding through her bloodstream.
The impatient little jaguar buried deep inside her body clawed to break free and she swore the warm brush of fur swept her innards in the beast’s effort to be born.
Not yet.
It was too soon for all that, but in the meantime, she would absorb this totally new experience as her body readied itself for shift from woman to beast.
Wicked fingers of pleasure danced over her spine and somehow she still felt needy. She wanted more, harder, faster. Longing washed over her and then she felt movement, a shifting. Nathan’s mouth left her pussy and when she opened her eyes, the head of his cock brushed her lips.
Without prodding, without coercion, she opened her mouth and took him deep.
Sucking his cock, loving the low sounds he made as she licked and nibbled, Olivia felt fingers in her hair, hands on her body and the inevitable release of any inhibition she’d ever possessed.
Feeling wild and free for the first time in her life, she embraced the lust in her belly and the rightness of it all as her vaginal walls gripped Daniel, holding him deep. She reveled in the taste of gorgeous Nathan’s cock thrusting into her mouth and felt that moment of stillness before he climaxed against her tongue.
She heard Daniel’s low growl as his body went still and in that singular moment of the wildest, most perfect pleasure she’d ever known, her body seized, coiling then releasing like a tightly wound spring.
Chapter Two
“She’s beautiful, Nate,” Daniel said as he lifted one of Livvy’s thick blonde curls with the tip of a finger. Unable to stop the direction of his thoughts, he remembered each detail of the past crazy night. It was obvious to him that full heat wasn’t upon her yet, but the bit she’d experienced was more than she could handle after everything she’d been through. After providing her with a glass of wine and a hot bath, they had tucked her into bed, where she’d fallen into a deep sleep.
As sunlight streamed between the slats of the plantation shutters, Daniel sprawled naked on the bed watching Livvy, who still lay in exhausted slumber. His friend of more years than he could count was currently stretched out on her other side.
Nate reached down to tuck the sheet around her opulent, curvy little body, watching her with possessive eyes. Daniel understood how he felt. He was a man of few words, but at the moment, he could actually envision himself writing sonnets to this woman who was now their mate. Pretty damn dumb but so what?
Her eyes behind the closed lids were the exact color of the bluebonnets that dotted the Texas hillsides each spring. Her nose, small and tipped up a tiny bit at the end, sat above full lips that were wide and expressive. All of that soft beauty was framed by a delicate oval face. Daniel knew he and Nate would have adored and treasured any mate the gods deemed fit to send them, yet he’d never imaged they would be so damn lucky. Even now his cock hardened in response to this female.
Nate glanced at him across Livvy’s still body and smiled. “Yeah. She’s ours. I still can’t believe the woman taken from that parking lot ended up being our mate. My beast recognized her scent immediately.”
“Mine too.”
His friend looked down at her once more and the normally wild look in his eyes was tamed by a softness Daniel had never seen before. “Poor little darlin’. She’s exhausted. Let’s grab some coffee and let her rest.” Nate climbed from the bed, tugged jeans over his bare ass and headed out the bedroom door.
Nate was right. Though it was downright tempting to lay here watching her sleep, they needed to talk and daylight was burnin’. There were the inevitable phone calls to make and plans to set into motion. And when Livvy woke up? Well, she’d have a million and one questions.
Reluctantly, Daniel stood from the bed and pulled on his own jeans before padding down the stairs. Heading into the kitchen, he smelled the scent of coffee brewing. Nate was already pulling a skillet down from a circular rack above the tile-topped island in the center of the big space. So he chipped in and removed eggs, thickly sliced ham and juice from the fridge. Livvy would be hungry when she woke up and with her change coming upon her so quickly, she must keep up her strength for the ordeal ahead.
For a female jaguar, the transition from woman to giant cat was a dangerous proposition. Without mates to ease her, to quench the ferocious heat that would invade her body, she could very well die.
Over the centuries of their species’ existence, the change had whittled down females to minimal numbers. With far more males in existence, ménage marriages were commonplace among their kind. It had been that way for hundreds of years. The three of them would live together for the duration of their very long lives, hunt, raise offspring and try their hardest to fit seamlessly into the human world.
Daniel’s biggest regret was there had been no time for them to get to know each other, but it would come. He had to believe that.
After devouring a massive breakfast, they cleaned up the mess, leaving out a single plate for their brand-new mate, and then got down to important business.
“The way I figure it, Livvy will be into full-blown heat within the next few days,” he said. “We really pushed our luck with Lieutenant Lopez last night by not taking her straight to the police department, but it’s unavoidable today.”
Nate grabbed his cell phone. “You’re right. I’ll call and set up a time for early this afternoon. We still don’t know how much she can tell them but they’re in charge. It’s up to them to catch this creep. Why don’t you call Noah and Aaron and let them know what’s happening and that we won’t be in the office today.”
Noah Littlehawk and Aaron O’Malley were their bosses and the owners of Jaguar Investigations. Several years ago, he and Nate had settled in this area and signed on with the private investigation firm, which, unbeknownst to the rest of the world, was owned and operated by jag shifters. A fast friendship had grown among the guys and with Noah and Aaron’s mate, Violet. Their species were solitary beings yet it was good to have something of a family, a sense of home and belonging.
Hopefully they could give this gift to Olivia.
They’d just finished with their calls when, senses alerted, they both looked up to see Livvy framed in the kitchen door wearing one of Daniel’s oldest tee shirts and an uncertain smile. Her embarrassment was obvious as red flags of color stained her fair skin, and immediately he and Nate jumped to their feet.
Nate reached her first, put one arm around her and pulled her close. “Good mornin’, sweetheart.” He pressed
a kiss to her temple.
Daniel gave her a teasing once-over. His ancient Stones tee hung to her knees and she looked adorable with all those blonde curls lying against the black of the shirt. “Looks a hell of a lot better on you than it ever did on me.”
“I hope you don’t mind.”
“Hell no,” he said, stepping closer. He lifted her chin and pressed a bold kiss on her swollen lips. Then he focused a sharp gaze on her. “Anything that’s ours is now yours, and you’re welcome to it, although I suspect we need to collect your things.”
Surprisingly, she leaned into them both and shook her head. “I just don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything, Livvy.” Nate took her hand and steered her toward the breakfast table. “You have to eat. You’ve got to be starving.”
At that instant her tummy growled. Livvy gasped, making both men laugh, and soon they scrambled around the kitchen, frying ham and eggs, pouring coffee and juice. Through it all, she sat watching them quietly. Daniel knew this had to be so surreal for her. She was in a new and unfamiliar place with two strange men who kept staring at her as if they wanted to eat her up with a spoon. Just looking at her caused his heartbeat to speed. His cock went hard behind the fly of his jeans.
Nate wasn’t handling the proximity to their mate any better. He cast covert glances her way and, damn, if he didn’t look distinctly uncomfortable.
In the end, Daniel was proud of the way they held it together. As she devoured enough food to feed the starving hordes, he and Nate exchanged glances and Daniel knew they were equally nervous. It wasn’t every day they found themselves cooking a simple breakfast for a stranger who was destined to be their mate.