by Jana Leigh
His cell rang and Diavolo looked to see who it was before he answered. He did not need to listen to Roarke drone on and on about what he was planning. It was stupid and would never work. And this thing about the chick’s blood, Diavolo snorted, Roarke thought they only had to kill one of the women and then they were golden. What a joke, the man could not think beyond the fucking prophesy.
Diavolo, of course, knew for a fact that the women they were talking about might be special; however, none was as special as his Cat.
He thought of his servant, how she used to be so compliant to him, making sure he was taken care of. Then she left him, the bitch—she was going to pay for that.
He would start with this new arrival and then eliminate the two that had his mate. He would be with Cat—and soon.
Chapter Nine
The meeting was finally over; they had so much to talk about. The conference call with the New Council lasted for hours, and then they had to figure out what the hell they were going to do.
Mia was set to arrive any time. She was the female that escaped from Roarke after being kidnapped. She was also a human. They had to keep her out of sight since she agreed to keep their secret from her father, the U.S. dignitary. Jax and Kira spoke of their shared dream; she was one of the special women. They had to keep her safe, and making sure she arrived to the compound was critical.
For now, they only told her she would replace a secretary that left; of course, they hoped she would find her mates and take her place on the Senate. The Rogues must not ever find out they had her.
Even with the seriousness of the meeting, she gazed at her men and could see the desire there. She felt her pussy weep every time they stared intently at her. It was like a seduction and at the worst time. Even the others seemed to notice.
“Bro, you are throwing off pheromones like no one’s business. We are trying to concentrated,” Tripp growled.
Marshall glowered at his brother and then turned his eyes back to Fredi, and damn she felt herself get wet again. His eyes changed to a deep golden brown, like his cat. She smiled and turned to look at Bane, who was staring just as intently. She saw him grin, and she saw the fangs peeking out, making Fredi shift in her chair and look around the room. They were beginning to effect the others; they were shifting and looking at each other.
“Tone it down!” Orfeo growled and looked at them.
Cat laughed and said, “They have not mated.”
Orfeo looked at them with a surprised look on his face. Bane held up his hand and said, “Not anyone's business right now.”
“It is if you have not fed,” Orfeo said.
“Shit,” Bane said and looked at his Sire. “I have been busy.”
Fredi looked at her mate, she felt guilty, she knew once a vampire found his or her mate, the vamp wouldn’t be able to feed from anyone else. Bane shook his head at her as if to leave the comment alone. Fredi was not that way.
“We may need to take a break,” Fredi said with a determined looked on her face.
“No we don’t,” Bane said tightly.
Fredi glared at her mate and made a noise of anger. Orfeo shrugged and continued the meeting. They would be talking about this later, Fredi thought, and noticed the air in the room lessened from sexual tension and replaced with anger, and smugness. Jax and Cat were smiling at her across the table.
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She was going crazy since the meeting, and everything with the men this morning, she was wound tight as a cord. She needed something to take her mind off everything. Bane was driving her crazy because he refused to bite her. Marshall was standing up for him and Fredi was ready to kick someone’s ass.
Back in Milliken, when she was wound up the way she was now, she would go jogging. Feeling her feet pounding on the ground and just moving at a clipped pace always calmed and centered her. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to do it. She decided since the guys were going to go to Bane's office for a while, she would go for a run.
She was finishing putting their dinner plates in the dishwasher when a strong pair of arms came around her from behind. She gasped as she was pulled back against a hard muscled chest. She smiled as Bane leaned down to nuzzle the side of her neck. She reached her arm up to wrap her hand around the back of his head as he turned her to the side to face Marshall.
“Hey, baby,” Marshall said to her shocked face. “We were thinking, this whole week we have been dancing around the subject of mating. I think maybe we need to revisit the subject, don’t you?”
“Uh… what?” she said breathlessly, all she could think about was her mate’s hands on her.
“Sweetheart, we are trying to tell you that we don’t want to wait anymore,” Bane whispered in her ear.
Marshall growled low and leaned in to nip at the other side of her neck as he ran his hands up the sides of her hips. She moaned as Bane's hands came up to cup her breasts, molding them while he pinched her nipples through her shirt.
“Shit,” Fredi said and leaned back a little. “Please.”
“We need to know what you are asking us, we have been waiting. And we will stop if you want us too, but, baby, you have us so wound up,” Bane said.
Fredi turned and looked at Bane and glared. “I tried to tell you this morning, duh.”
“I have to claim you,” Marshall whispered, and Fredi nodded and relaxed against his chest. It all built up to this moment, she was so excited, so happy, so thrilled she was finally being claimed. Her mates wanted her as much as she wanted them. It was a heady and powerful feeling.
Marshall and Bane laughed before resuming their positions. She needed to be in between them, surrounding her, loving her, making her feel overwhelmed.
She turned her head to the side and Bane captured her lips with his. He slid his tongue into her mouth and dueled with hers as he continued to pinch and massage her breasts. Marshall was undoing her jeans and sliding his hand down inside them to cup her mound. He slid his finger along her clit as he inserted his thumb into her slit. Then he moved her pants down over her hips slowly as he knelt in front of her. He shocked her by standing up and moving to the side of her as Bane came to stand in front of her. Bane then knelt in front of her and removed her underwear. Marshall moved behind her and ran his hands around to her front to cup her breasts. She moaned as Bane lifted her foot and placed her thigh across one of his broad shoulders.
Damn, this was so hot, she thought. She smiled when Marshall turned her head to the side and kissed her deeply, taking the time to explore her mouth, and letting her know they were going to take care of her. She could feel her passion rising with each sweep of his tongue as he kissed her. Her head was spinning. She was finally going to mate with her men—it seemed unreal. Fredi knew what she felt in her heart, but she would not share that yet, she couldn’t. However tonight, she would try to show them.
It didn’t seem as if Marshall could unbutton her blouse fast enough. The hitched sound of her breathing urged him to get to her skin faster. He breathed a heavy sigh of satisfaction when he finally felt a mound of warm, womanly flesh weigh heavy in his left hand as he palmed her breast. Marshall eased the shirt off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground.
The soft purr that escaped from Fredi’s lips compelled Bane to lean in and take one of her sweet, pebbled beads in his mouth. Bane ran his hands over her bare skin, touching every inch while he continued to suck on her nipple.
Bane then leaned back, released her nipple with a pop, and removed his shirt. He moved close as he continued to kneel between her open legs. He wanted to feel her warm center against his skin. He lightly sucked each nipple in turn, while Fredi brushed her tiny fingers through his hair. Her moans had him looking up to view her beautifully flushed face. His erection grew painfully hard as he watched her bite her lower lip, her eyes closed as if she were straining to hold back her sounds. Marshall pulled her back against him so she was leaning on him.
Bane could feel the heat of her mound pressed against his che
st while he rested right between her thighs. He instinctively pressed his body closer to hers as the desire to make her scream changed into a need. Fredi’s body immediately reacted, and she bucked her hips against his hard pecs as if seeking further stimulation.
“Marshall, come around here and help me. Let’s show our mate what it’s like to be finger-fucked by two men at once.” Fredi looked down to meet his gaze, her eyes widened in shock. However, she didn’t protest when Marshall moved them to the couch and then joined Bane in massaging her inner thighs.
Her breasts looked so damn delectable as they heaved with each breath she took, her need obviously growing as their hands inched closer to her waiting pussy. Fredi stared at their moving hands as they met at the mound between her quivering thighs.
“Oh, baby, I can smell your sweet desire. You are dripping wet for us,” Marshall said. His impatience had him taking over.
Bane spread her knees farther apart and looked down at Fredi’s shaven pussy, licking his lips as he stared at his meal. “It’s glistening with your juices, baby.” Marshall continued to stare. Transfixed on her naked breasts, he leaned over, captured one in his mouth, and drew on the nipple hard, making Fredi gasp in pleasure.
“Fuck, I can see her contracting with need already.” Bane twirled a single index finger around her wet entrance. He smiled as Fredi bucked her hips. He knew she hoped his finger would somehow slide straight into her pussy.
Marshall reached down, pushed his finger in slowly, and then pulled it back out. She watched as he lifted his head, painted her nipple with her essence, and then licked it slowly. My gods that was hot, she thought as she watched her men pleasure her.
Fredi watched hungrily as Bane placed a single finger in his mouth and then let it join Marshall’s as his hand wandered back down and wedged it between her engorged pussy lips while he licked her nipples.
“Lift your hips up higher.” Fredi didn’t hesitate to follow Bane’s insistent command. Then she opened herself to them while they watched. Their eyes widened farther, encouraging Fredi to spread her pussy apart with her fingers to release her erect clit from its protective hood.
“Yeah, baby, you like playing with your pussy, don’t you?” Marshall’s voice was seductive, but his smile remained gentle. “Did you play with yourself last night?”
“No,” Fredi answered between heavy breaths. “I just showered and made sure I washed my clit slowly, moving the wash cloth over and over it until I came.”
Both men growled at her description, and Fredi gasped loudly at the sudden intrusion of two fingers from two different hands in her. Fredi’s cries of arousal and the wet sound of her juices filled the room as the two men wiggled their fingers all along her inside walls, hitting every sweet spot inside of her. Her body heat rose, and her breaths became shorter and more erratic.
“Let's move this to the bedroom. I have a sudden craving for fruit.” Bane grinned at Marshall, who nodded and grabbed the tray full of strawberries and whipped cream that had been prepared for dessert.
Fredi sighed when Bane picked her up effortlessly and began to move toward their master suite where Fredi had been sleeping. She grinned as they entered the room. She'd made subtle changes in the room, showing that she was comfortable in the space and claimed it as her own. She couldn’t wait for the men to move their stuff in here too, so they would all be together.
Marshall set the tray on the side of the bed and pulled a table closer so they could reach it. Bane laid her in the middle of the bed and she smiled up at them, she was naked and they only wore a little bit of clothing, but as they stood there, she could feel the heat in their gaze.
“Strip,” Fredi demanded and waited patiently.
“Anything for you, princess,” Marshall teased.
Bane snorted and said, “Well, within reason.”
“Damn that reason shit.” Fredi laughed and then watched as they took off the remainder of their clothes. She couldn’t decide which way to look with one on either side of the bed, she felt like her neck was getting whiplash swinging it back and forth so quickly. When they finally stood gloriously naked before her, she took a deep breath. Fuckin’ A, she hit the jackpot. Both of her men were muscular and, shit, huge. She grinned and looked back up into first Bane’s eyes and then Marshall’s eyes. She could see the desire there and she felt her own heat begin to rise. Hell to the yeah, she was totally getting laid and claimed by two of the hottest men she had ever seen.
“I am so glad you brought strawberries, whipped cream, and champagne for us to feed to each other.” Fredi smiled and ran her hand over their chests, showing her appreciation for their romantic gesture. They lay on the bed with her in the middle, feeding each other and whispering sentiments.
Bane picked up a glass filled with champagne. He poured a small trickle of the liquid on her nipple, leaned over, and cleaned it up. She arched into his mouth, loving the feel of his tongue lapping at her sensitive tips. While Marshall fed her strawberries and whipped cream, using extra whipped cream to spread around her lips and then proceeded to lave her mouth with attention as he removed it.
Marshall ran more strawberries along the crease in her lips, making sure they were covered with sweet cream. Then he put one end of the strawberry in his mouth, leaned forward, and let her bite one-half while he took the other. He lapped up the cream from her lips and kissed her deeply, sharing the sweet nectar from the fruit.
Then Bane poured more of the champagne down her body until it pooled in her bellybutton and dripped lower to her sweet mound. “Oh, baby, you are like a sweet fuckin' treat just for us.” He followed the trail of liquid with his tongue, making sure he cleaned every drop from her body, sucking and licking each area he touched. The sensations were driving her crazy, and she was thinking that if they didn’t hurry up and fuck her, she was gonna rip their cocks off.
When Bane reached her mound, he pulled a pillow from the side of the bed and positioned it under her hips. ‘"Now for the main feast, I seriously am gonna eat you until you scream, mate. This is for making us wait, I thought I was gonna have a huge case of blue balls for the rest of my life.” With her raised lower half, he poured more of the champagne on her pussy until it was mixed with her own sweet cream.
Not to be outshone, Marshall took a strawberry and bit it in half so the juices were flowing from it, then he dipped it into the whipped cream and spread the fruit juices and cream over her nipples. “All the more sweeter, sweetheart. You are a vision from my dream, do you know how long I have waited for you, it seems like only yesterday that I found you,” Marshall muttered, then teased and taunted her nipples with a soft touch, the fruit was cool and it made her nipple harden faster, then he leaned over and cleaned her off. Her nipples were straining up at him, begging him to pay attention to them.
Bane spread the cream around her pussy lips with his finger and then asked Marshall for a large, plump strawberry. He smiled at his mate’s intentions and handed him the largest one he could find. Of course, Bane made sure she was prepared for what was to come so he had a tube of lube sitting off to the side. While he pressed the plump strawberry into her pussy gently, so not to go too far, he popped the tube of lube and coated his fingers to stretch out her little asshole they planned on fucking. Bane then began to eat the fruit from her pussy.
Fredi was writhing in pleasure underneath them, not knowing who she wanted to touch her more. “Damn it, fuck me already,” she pleaded and then focused on Marshall, who was teasing her breast, or Bane, who was slowly teasing her pussy with the strawberry. When she thought she couldn’t take any more, Bane leaned over and began licking the champagne and cream from her weeping pussy. One long pass with his tongue and he had her bucking a little.
Marshall leaned over her so she couldn’t move around, sucking and nipping at her breasts, up to her neck, and then to her lips. On and on, they teased her, going slowly and making her feel loved and cherished. Damn it, they were good, Fredi was beyond real thought and was only thinking the
y needed to make her come.
Bane slipped first one finger in her back hole and then sucked her clit into his mouth so she concentrated on that. Flicking it with his tongue, he built her passion until she was almost ready to come, and then he backed off and allowed her to catch her breath. Then he started over again, each time adding another finger into her ass so she would be ready for them.
Marshall could hear her cries and moans as they pleasured her, and he grinned at her. She became impatient, grabbed his hair, and pulled him to where she wanted him. Of course, he teased her and circled the area of her nipple, not giving her the release she craved.
When Bane was sure she was ready, he signaled Marshall. They had already decided that because Bane was a little larger in width while he was longer, Marshall would take her ass for the first time. Bane settled on the bed lying on his back and pulled her over him until she was straddling him. They kissed and explored each other while Marshall moved into place.
“Come on, baby, giddy up.” Bane smiled at her when they parted, panting, and aroused. “Ride me, baby.”
Marshall grabbed her hips and settled her over Bane’s straining cock. Marshall reached in between her legs and ran a finger through her slit, gathering her juices and then he told her to grasp his other mate’s cock in her hand firmly. She pumped him once and then twice, making sure they were all ready.
Marshall lifted Fredi a little, then as she held Bane in her hand, he helped her lower onto him. Slowly, so she could feel every touch and ripple. Bane's cock hit the barrier to take her virginity and with one thrust, he was buried to the hilt, stretching her. She gave a small cry and Marshall held her hips still, giving her time to adjust to being filled for the first time.