Miami Heat

by Tressie Lockwood

  “We’re not done,” Shae said as they had discussed what their dad had done. “The Keith family is still here. It’s in us, the three of us, as it always has been.”

  “I agree,” Shiya said. “Plus our men and…”

  “And what?” Sakura prompted.

  Shiya touched her belly. “I’m pregnant.”

  Everyone gasped. Roger raised his hand. “Who’s the father?”

  Kotori—Sakura had learned the Native American one’s name—started for Roger, but the other man, Birk, stopped him. “Calm, down, Kotori. The little fox isn’t even a whole meal.”

  “Hey,” Adam quipped, and Birk offered him an apology on her behalf.

  “What about you, Shae?” Sakura asked.

  Shae put her hand out, and the silent Eiji took it in his. He didn’t show much expression, but she sensed his deep love for Shae and was satisfied he would take care of her sister.

  “We’re going to try, but not yet. I’m still getting adjusted.”

  Sakura nodded.

  “What about you, big sis?” Shiya asked. “Are you and Adam going to try for some rugrats?”

  “Never!” Sakura said.

  “Yes,” Adam said.

  Sakura glared at him. “I guess you’ve figured it out if he hasn’t told you. We’re two different species. He’s a bear, and I’m a fox. I’m not having some weirdo mutant children with the head of a bear and bodies of foxes, or some other strange combo.”

  “Highly unlikely,” Birk commented.

  “He’s a vet,” Shiya supplied, pride in her tone.

  Sakura looked at Shae, and the two of them laughed. Shiya smacked their arms, which only made them crack up more. Sakura sighed. Being silly with her sisters felt good, even in the face of what they had learned, maybe even because of it. She didn’t realize until she saw them how much she had needed them. For the rest of the day, they sat together chatting, catching up, and discussing plans for the future. Adam arranged for a caterer to come in for meals. Apparently, a house full of shifters—except for Shiya who was still human—took a lot of food. Sakura had decided she wasn’t very hungry but went ahead and ate anyway when Adam threatened to take her on his lap and force feed her. The man was getting out of control.

  “What about Kasen?” Shiya said, and everyone fell silent.

  Their brother was an evil son of a bitch that Sakura never liked very much. She had never let him bully her, but she knew he had tried to do it with her sisters, especially after she started travelling for work and hardly came home.

  “He’s going to be neutralized,” Roger said.

  Sakura surged to her feet. “You’re not killing my brother, Roger. I don’t care who Deveron thinks he is. You tell him if he even tries anything, he’s going to have to answer to me.”

  Roger held up his hands. “I said neutralized, not killed. Deveron is not trying to run a shifter nation—yet.” He smirked. “But you have to admit, Kasen can’t keep commanding a bunch of trained killers to knock off our kind.”

  “True,” Adam said, “but we will deal with him, from inside the family.”

  Sakura smiled at her lover, and he winked. She glanced away from him before he stirred up her libido and the whole damn room knew about it.

  “What about Dad?” Shiya whispered.

  “He’s…” Adam began and scratched the back of his head, a nervous gesture. Sakura realized she hadn’t spoken to him about where her dad was. She hadn’t wanted to think about him despite her mind being filled with the story he told of her mother’s last day on earth. Adam cast her a sympathetic glance, and she knew it wasn’t good. “He seemed to get progressively worse with his confession. He might need psychological treatment. For now, I’ve checked him into a facility for evaluation.”

  Sakura couldn’t believe it. Her dad, the strongest man she had ever known, had snapped. She had seen the beginnings of it at the end of their conversation and wondered if there would ever come a day when he was okay again. Some part of her hoped so while another didn’t want to care.

  “We’ll visit him together,” Shae said, and Sakura and Shiya agreed.

  Birk strode over and held out a hand to Shiya. She touched fingertips to his palm, and he guided her to her feet. Sakura watched as he drew her gently against his chest. “You need to rest now.”

  For the first time, Sakura noted the tiredness around her baby sister’s eyes and remembered they had had a long flight as well. She stood. “We can all meet back in the dining room for breakfast.”

  “Sounds like a plan,” Shae said. “I’m beat.” She stood as well, and Eiji gave a slight bow to them all before escorting Shae from the room.

  Birk, Kotiri, and Shiya said their good nights and disappeared, leaving Sakura, Adam, and Roger. Sakura suppressed a chuckle when Adam offered Roger a firm good night. The man at last took the hint and left. When they were alone, Adam drew her into his arms, and they kissed, a caress that was more sensual and loving than erotic, but she sensed his need simmering beneath the surface.

  He raised his head and stroked her cheek. “Okay?”

  She smiled. “Yes. You did all this for me.”

  “And for me,” he acknowledged. “You all are the family I never had. Besides, I’d do anything for you.”

  Tears filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. She didn’t attempt to stop them. “I know. Thank you. It was the best surprise. You’re amazing.”

  “Hm.” He wiped her tears until she pulled herself together and then groaned against her throat and nipped it. “Would you like to reward your mate?”

  She grinned. “Maybe.”

  He reached around and squeezed her ass. The desire she’d fought to keep suppressed came raging to life. From the fire in his gaze, she knew he smelled her want.

  “Adam?”

  “Yes,” he growled in a thick voice.

  “Let’s go to our room.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Sakura didn’t know what went wrong. Somehow they got distracted, and Adam’s hands on her body led to a place she’d intended to explore in private. In a small open room beneath winding stairs, she tried to get out of his arms and lead him to the second floor. Adam had already slid his hand beneath her dress and was caressing her pussy through her panties.

  “Adam, someone’s going to see us,” she complained but not really caring if they did.

  “Everyone’s asleep,” he countered and nipped her shoulder. “I can’t make it that far.”

  She laughed. A push at his chest produced no movement whatsoever, and when he tugged her closer, she felt the thick erection in his pants. The way his cock twitched, no wonder he refused to go farther. Sakura was in the mood to tease him and twisted in his hold until she was free.

  “I change my mind,” she said, heading away from him. “I’m hungry.”

  Adam’s reflexes were like lightning. His arm shot out, and his fingers encircled her wrist. She stumbled and fell back against him. Another hand came up behind her head and tangled in her hair. He gave a slight tug that produced tingles in her scalp, and his teeth grazed her neck. “I’ll feed you.”

  Her mouth fell open, and she stared at him. “That’s not some offhanded hint you want a blowjob, is it?”

  His eyes darkened, and she gulped for a second.

  “Adam?”

  The sound of material tearing caught her attention. She looked down, and her panties fluttered to the floor, strips of cloth. Her heart hammered, and she licked her lips. Adam seemed to take in the sight of the pulse at her throat, and then his gaze shifted to her lips.

  “I want you to turn around,” he said in a low tone. “Then I want you to open my pants and take my cock out.”

  She drew in a shuddering breath. Her pussy couldn’t get any wetter. When she hesitated to move, Adam tugged again on her hair. She started to raise her hands to his, but he made a small sound in his throat, and she froze.

  “If you disobey, you will be sorry.” His eyes glittered.

 
She turned around to face him and worked the button on his pants loose. The sound of the zipper lowering set her blood boiling. Adam responded likewise each time her desire ratcheted higher. She heard his pulse beating erratically and his harsh breathing. The man had gone from zero to sixty in milliseconds. He was a very dangerous beasty.

  Even knowing she treaded on shaky ground, Sakura pierced her mate with a steely gaze. “What will you do if I disobey?”

  His lips touched the shell of her ear. “I will eat you instead.”

  A ripple of anticipation rolled through her body. “That’s a bad thing, how?”

  “I won’t stop.”

  Her knees gave, but he held her up. “Take out my cock, Sakura.”

  She did as he commanded, knowing the man would follow through with his threat. Adam loved the taste of her come, and he could lick her until she screamed herself hoarse. The only times he’d backed off was when she pushed at him, telling him she couldn’t take anymore. To go on as long as his desire held, well, she’d be nuts to challenge him on who would give out first.

  She reached into his pants and stroked his big cock from the base to the head, marveling at how it had swelled. Hardly able to wrap her fingers around and have them touch, she tried anyway and stared with hunger at the bead of precome on the tip.

  “My balls,” he said.

  She reached lower and teased his sac with her fingertips. Adam hissed between his teeth. He covered her hand with his and held it in place. Gulping breaths told her he was losing it, and soon he would need to get inside her. She loved knowing even as he commanded her, she had some control over him. Adam’s desire lay wholly in her, and no other woman could get him to the place he was now with a few simple caresses.

  “Want me to suck it, baby?” she asked, cutting her slitted gaze up at him.

  Adam raised his attention from what her hands were doing to her mouth, and he pushed two fingers between her lips. “Like this?”

  She sucked his fingers, and he growled low in his throat. He pulled back and swiped the moisture across her bottom lip.

  “No, that’s not what I want,” he said.

  He released her and walked over to a white leather couch, dropped down on it, and patted his thighs. “Come here, Sakura.”

  She followed and stopped in front of him. He halted her before she could climb on his lap to run hands up and down her thighs. Holding her dress up, he examined her, and nudged her legs apart. Eyes narrowed on her pussy, he let out another groan.

  “Look at all that come,” he said. “Sweet and delicious, I could eat you right here all night.”

  A tremor pebbled her nipples. “Why don’t you?”

  He shook his head, dropped the dress, and sat back. “Open the front of your dress and take off your bra.”

  She reached up to undo the buttons and pushed material wide so he could see her bra. Then she worked the straps over her shoulders and down her arms without taking off the upper part of her dress. At last she had the garment removed and dropped it on the floor. Adam sat mesmerized by her breasts.

  “Play with them. Pinch the nipples for me.”

  She did, rolling the tiny, erect buds between two fingers. His bared cock twitched.

  “Suck your fingers and then tease your nipples again. Slowly, yes, like that.”

  Every command she obeyed, performing for him. His next order had her raising her dress to play with her pussy. She stuck a finger into her heat and pulled it out coated with her juices. The following order was to smear the come onto her clit and then pinch and tug it until she brought herself to orgasm. She did and cried out his name.

  His hand shot forward, and he parted her folds to watch come drip down her channel. When it topped her inner thighs, he seemed to snap. A swift jerk landed her on his lap. He gripped her waist in a punishing hold, raised her up, and brought her down on his massive cock. She dug her nails into his shoulders and threw her head back. Adam lifted her again and brought her down a little more roughly. Over and over, they repeated the movements until Sakura’s head spun, and she keened at having her pussy stretched around his thickness. He drove himself as deep as he could, held her hips down, and ground into her.

  “Sakura!” His tone was almost an accusation that she would dare make him this hungry. She encouraged it, grinding on his erection, arching her back, and letting her breasts bounce in his face. His hands flattened on her back to draw her closer, and his lips encircled one nipple. A hard suck sent a pulse arrowing through her core.

  “Yes!” She screamed as an orgasm crashed through her system.

  She clung to him, trying to get her head together, but an aftershock followed hard on the heels of the previous climax. Adam didn’t slow down for an instant. He claimed her body again and again, demanding with his words and his body for more. She reached between them and found her clit to give it a pinch. Powerful sensations of pleasure took her sanity. She whimpered and then felt Adam’s hot seed flooding her pussy. She sagged into his chest, panting but then straightened, wanting him to enjoy the view he seemed to love. When he stopped her, she looked into his eyes. Only then did she realize they were not alone.

  She glanced toward the stairs and found Kotori standing there. From the confusion in his expression, he hadn’t been sure if he should go back up the stairs or continue down as if he hadn’t seen them. Shiya appeared behind him and smacked his shoulder. Kotori snapped out of it, and when Shiya took his hand to lead him back upstairs, Sakura saw the distinct bulge in his pants. Her amusement increased when she heard Kotori whisper to Shiya, “You aren’t too tired, are you?”

  Sakura turned back to Adam. “See what you did?”

  His eyes twinkled. “I wasn’t the one screaming.” He patted her butt, and she climbed off his lap. The feeling of his cock sliding out of her made her moan, and he chuckled. “Don’t worry, pequeño zorro. I will give you all you want.”

  Little fox, Sakura thought, translating his words mentally. He wasn’t going to let it go. Well, two could play that game. She grinned at him and preceded him up to the second floor to their bedroom. For the rest of the night, this little fox would show her big bear just how much she could do.

  * * * *

  “I can’t believe he agreed to see us,” Sakura said to her sisters.

  Shiya and Shae agreed, and she noted the nervousness in her siblings that she felt herself. The coming meeting with Savino would give them final closure, but it scared the hell out of Sakura too. She felt she’d come to accept her mother’s choices without blaming her, but what had she been thinking? Was it just lust that drove her to sleep with Savino? All of them knew the risks of dealing with shifter men. They were sexy and feral, one hundred percent Alpha, and from what Sakura saw and her sisters confirmed, excellent in bed.

  A few days after her sisters’ arrival in Miami, and before Birk and Kotori could reach their limit with the heat, Deveron had finally informed them Savino had agreed to meet with them. Now they sat down in the conference room at Deveron’s company because Savino had refused to come to the villa. The men refused to allow Sakura, Shae, and Shiya to go alone, so they waited in the lobby. All Sakura had to do, Adam had informed her, was to call for him, and he would be there. She loved his protectiveness, but really, even with Shiya being pregnant, none of the Keith girls were weaklings.

  “Um, Mr. Bove, Savino, thank you for meeting with us,” Sakura began.

  He nodded. The big man took them each in in turn, examining them with one eye. Her heart ached knowing her dad had permanently injured the man, and each time he looked into the mirror, he would see the evidence. That is, if he did look in a mirror.

  “We, my sisters and I, wanted to talk to you about your relationship with our mother.”

  “Yeah,” Shae chimed in, “basically, we want to know if it was all about the sex or if she somehow cared about you.”

  Savino’s eyes widened, and he clenched his hands on the table. Shiya flinched, and he quickly placed his hands in his lap, prob
ably trying to look less menacing. The door burst open, and both Birk and Kotori crowded the opening, two sets of gazes searching Shiya out. She sighed in exasperation. “I’m fine, guys. Get out of here.”

  “Two, huh, sis?” Shae said, shaking her head. “I’d have killed one by now.” She slapped a hand over her mouth and looked at Savino, but he gave no reaction.

  Kotori seemed less than inclined to leave, but Shiya insisted, and he pinned Savino with a threatening look before he ducked out of the room. Sakura had the feeling he didn’t go all the way back to the lobby. Maybe they were this crazy because Shiya was pregnant.

  As soon as the door shut, Savino spoke again. “I loved her.”

  “You’re not going to convince me she was your mate,” Sakura snapped. “She was already married—happily married I might add.”

  His single eye met her gaze. “If she was so happy, why was she with me?”

  “Maybe you forced her!”

  “Sakura,” Shae warned. “We’re here for the truth, right?”

  Sakura folded her arms under her chest and compressed her lips. She hadn’t expected resentment to rise, but she was determined to shut up and let the man talk.

  “No, she wasn’t my mate. I never met my mate, and I thought I would never love anyone. When I met Yvonne, I was different, and she was different. I wanted to be with her, and she wanted to be with me. I asked her to leave him for me. She said she couldn’t because you wouldn’t understand. So we agreed to see each other when we could. If…”

  He fell silent, and Sakura knew what he was about to say. If their mother hadn’t been worried about what the family thought, she would be alive today.

  Shae shook her head. “I don’t know. He might have hunted you both down no matter what your decision. I understand loving my mate more than my life, so I can’t say you were wrong. If Eiji belonged to someone else, I would take him!”