Silles, Mynxe L. - CatNip [CatTales] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by CatNip (lit)

  As their doctor, he knew the struggles Roberto and Felice had faced with their seeming infertility. It was a struggle that many shifters faced. It seemed the heat cycles the female shifters went through were one more way nature tried to help stack the odds in the Imatu’s favor. But Trey knew that, regrettably, many Imatu couples remained childless for some reason yet unknown. Trey understood the double dilemma Roberto was faced with now.

  Roberto and Felice had longed for a baby of their own for many years. They had recently begun trying fertility treatments. It was still unproven how effectively those were for the Imatu, but they had wanted to give the treatments a try. To top it off, the pill Felice would need to take to stave off a possible pregnancy from the rape could interact differently, given that Felice’s hormones had been manipulated already.

  Trey had to advise patients every day of the pill’s advantages and of its side effects. For six months after taking the pill that helped prevent a pregnancy, patients were cautioned to avoid trying to get pregnant.

  He would have to recommend that Roberto and Felice wait on their dream of having a child if they chose to avoid a possible pregnancy now. Their hopes would need to be put on hold for the near future.

  As it was, Roberto spoke up first.

  “Doc, I can’t see ending it. If, by chance, Felice is pregnant, even considering the circumstances, I don’t think we should. Not when all she’s wanted for years has been a child. Besides,” Roberto continued, “if a pregnancy results from what happened to her, it wouldn’t be the kid’s fault, now would it? I mean, sure, it was rape. But that blame falls on Adonis, the bastard who raped her. Kids don’t get a choice as to who their parents are.” Roberto paused and took a big sip of Scotch before he went on.

  “I know I didn’t, and Felice sure as hell didn’t. She never even knew who her parents were, being raised in an orphanage and adopted like she was. No, Doc, I couldn’t do that to her and take away the possibility for her. Waiting for six months to try again would be too many lost opportunities. I just have the feeling that after what she’s been through, Felice doesn’t need to face any more losses.”

  Roberto leaned back and took another swallow.

  Trey smiled. “I’m glad you feel that way, Roberto. I agree. I happen to think the worst thing at this point would be for Felice to believe you were overly anxious about this subject instead of being concerned primarily about her welfare. If she thought you were upset about a possible pregnancy, she could perceive that you blamed her for the rape.

  “Of course, this will be Felicia’s choice too. But I know you’re a good man, Roberto, one with a wise and loving heart.”

  Roberto glanced away. He looked slightly abashed. Then Roberto spoke again. “Doc, I’m not going to lie here. I’m scared as scared can be. If Felice should turn up pregnant, and odds are she might not, but if she does, it’s not going to be easy. I mean, I’m going to have a hell of a time with it in many ways, but for Felice’s sake, I’m willing to deal with it. You know I love her, Doc, you know I do. I’d do anything for Felice.”

  Roberto turned his face away, furtively rubbing his eyes again. Trey felt humbled. He recognized the truth and beauty of what he had just witnessed. For one of the first times in his life, without question or doubt, he’d been witness to one of the myriad faces of a very real, lasting love. Trey only hoped and prayed fervently one day, he too would have the mate of his heart.

  Chapter 19

  Back on the road, Colby, Drake, and Daniel were hot on the trail of Adonis and Chambers. They’d discovered poor old Leroy and his son Jenson back behind the cracker’s old cabin, tied to the post of his ramshackle porch. Leroy had sustained a fairly large goose egg of a knot on the back of his noggin. However, aside from the unfortunate injury, the old codger seemed in fair condition. Jenson was wide-eyed, but unhurt. Leroy was more eager than ever to help in the law’s apprehension of Adonis.

  Excitedly, Leroy told them how he’d discovered Adonis’s get-away Jeep back in the woods. “My boy Jenson showed up this morning, babbling about wanting a car again. I thought I’d convinced him the other day to forget it for a while. I worry, you know, about him getting his self killed. Anyway, Jenson wanted to show me this car he’d found, said it was off the road back there a little ways. So, we get back there and, sure ’nuff, there it was, all muddy and half-hid back behind some trees and scrub palms.” Leroy stopped to catch his breath.

  “So, what happened then?” Daniel prompted Leroy.

  “I’m not rightly sure,” Leroy admitted, sounding sheepish. “When I woke up, Jenson and I were already tied up. Finding that muddy white Jeep was the last thing I remember.”

  “That’s okay, Leroy. At least we know what kind of car to look for,” Daniel said.

  “Well, guess it could’ve always been worse,” Leroy blurted out. Turning to Daniel, Colby, and Drake, Leroy explained, “I reckon that given the no-goods had themselves criminal records, I was plain lucky in a way. They could’ve kilt me and then my poor boy Jenson would’ve been up the crick with no paddle, if you catch my drift.”

  Standing to the side of Leroy, Daniel had to cough back a laugh. He could see Colby and Drake were not trying quite as hard to stifle their laughter. Hell, the old cracker did have a humorous way of putting things.

  Daniel, seeing the brothers’ reactions, answered Leroy. “You’re right, Leroy. Things could’ve been worse. You’ve got the right attitude there. We all,” Daniel emphasized the word all and shooting Colby and Drake a cut-it-out-you-guys look, “greatly appreciate your cooperation. You’ve been a big help to us. We hate to run, but we need to get going if we’re ever going to apprehend the no-goods, as you so aptly put it.”

  After saying goodbye to Leroy and Jenson, Daniel and the twins headed to their vehicle.

  Once Colby and Drake stopped laughing enough to agree on who would drive this time, they headed back onto the highway. Daniel pulled out his phone to report in to Captain Slater. “Captain, we’ve got a description of the vehicle that Adonis used to escape. Unfortunately, we can’t give you a tag number, as the Jeep was covered in mud by Leroy’s account. Yes, sir, our informant saw a muddy white Jeep shortly before he was knocked unconscious by either Adonis or his sidekick, a man called Chambers. Yes, sir, I agree, sir. Adonis could always switch vehicles again. Sir, we’ll do the best we can not to let that happen.”

  He was about to hang up when Slater added, “I’m sending Ethan and Javier your way to help with the search. I’ll also apprise Captain Donavon that COBRA’s dealing with a Cervantes again. As you know, he hates that name, too. I’m sure Donavon will ensure some of his teams are on standby, in case more operatives are needed.”

  “Thank you, sir.” He hung up and then quickly dialed Leo. “Leo, I just wanted to quickly update you on the situation here, and check to see how my sister and Felice are doing.”

  When Daniel had exhausted his information, Leo filled him in.

  “Felice is, very naturally, a mess at the moment. But Dr. Trey has been here to see her. She’s doing okay physically, no serious injuries from what I understand. Lynx definitely fared better, thank the goddess. I think she’ll be back to herself once the shock and drugs wear off, at least for most part.”

  “I hate what happened to Felicia,” Daniel acknowledged heatedly, “but I’m relieved Lynx didn’t suffer the same abuse. I want to strangle the bastard as it is.”

  Leo growled his agreement. “I hope you catch that bastard and get the opportunity. I’m glad to hear that Captain Slater and Captain Donovan are adding to the manpower on this. Adonis is a slippery son-of-a-bitch. I want Adonis to get what he deserves. He will pay for what he’s done to Felice and for what he nearly did to Lynx. Have no doubt of that, Daniel.”

  “I don’t, Leo. I’ll keep you updated then. Give my love to Lynx.” Daniel could hear the approaching whomp whomp of a helicopter. “I think I hear Ethan and Javier flying over us now.”

  “Well, I’ll let you go then,” Leo
said. “Don’t worry about your sister. We won’t let her out of our sight.”

  “Thanks again. Talk at you later, Leo.” Daniel hung up the phone. Interesting, Leo had said we and our, versus I and my.

  Daniel was distracted almost immediately when the familiar helicopter that COBRA often flew swooped by and hovered above them for a brief moment before heading off. Daniel knew Ethan and Javier would be scouring the area for Cervantes and Chambers. Adonis could play it smart and stay out of sight for the time being, but Daniel’s confidence was buoyed at the sight of his COBRA comrades aiding in their search. Now, with a little luck…Daniel crossed his fingers.

  Colby and Drake had been strangely silent for a few minutes. Daniel had noticed the close camaraderie the twins exhibited. At first, Daniel assumed it was just the whole twin thing. Lately, he had begun to intuit what they were about to say more than a few times. Why did he feel so oddly tuned in to their connection?

  Daniel shook off the notion. Just the situation, he told himself. It was probably a good thing they all understood each other. After all, if they couldn’t communicate well, it would be a problem in the search or showdown with Adonis and his men.

  Daniel had the ominous feeling the next showdown with Adonis would not be nearly as easy as their last one. They were going to need whatever edge they could get if, and when, they did manage to back Adonis into the proverbial corner.

  Chapter 20

  Trey had said his goodbyes. He’d left Roberto with the meds Felice might need. He had even helped Roberto settle Felice back into their small bungalow at the rear of the main house. Felice wanted to soak in her own tub and rest in her own bed. Roberto thanked Trey and watched as he pulled out of the driveway.

  Finally, Roberto felt he could go and just be with Felice. Roberto knew she would possibly be sleeping on and off for the next few days, especially given that Trey had prescribed a light pain medication and another very mild sedative. Roberto was just so relieved to have her home. He really didn’t want to leave Felice’s side.

  When he got back to Felice, Roberto wasn’t at all surprised to find she had already nodded off.

  Felice was curled up into herself. Her damp, dark hair fell lightly across her beautiful olive-tinted face. Her arm rested against the half-moon of her bruised right breast. He drank in the sight of her. Lying there, she looked so vulnerable and, goddess help him, so alluring and beautiful. He swallowed the lump of gratitude in his throat and climbed into bed quietly beside her.

  In her sleep, Felice just sighed and settled against him. As the sun slowly began to sink and shadows fell, Roberto cradled his wounded love closer to him.

  ~ TresCats ~

  Trey had also checked Lynx before he left. Other than chafed wrists, Trey had said Lynx was fine physically. Leo had spent the last hour consulting with Trey. Now, he was ready to see for himself how Lynx was doing.

  When Leo stepped back into the room, the sight that met his eyes brought a mixture of feelings. He wasn’t sure he’d ever before felt so many emotions at one and the same time. There, in his huge bed, lay the woman he loved, sleeping. She lay in his friend and former partner’s arms. His throat constricted. They looked incredible together.

  His chest squeezed tight for a heartbeat. He felt arousal vying with tenderness. If there was a momentary flash of jealousy, it dissipated as abruptly as his dick hardened. Standing there quietly, Leo’s breathing hitched when Craig began to move on Lynx. Craig must still be dreaming. Craig had an arm over Lynx’s shoulders and his hand on her breast. His long fingers stroked Lynx’s barely covered breast lazily. Craig’s leg was haphazardly thrown over Lynx’s.

  When Craig nuzzled at Lynx’s neck, all the blood drained to Leo’s cock. He watched, mesmerized as Craig licked towards the shell of Lynx’s delicate ear in sensual, dreamlike motions. Leo was unable to look away from the sleepy byplay. Craig’s large hand cupped a perfect breast. Leo caught his breath as Lynx’s rosy nipple swelled tautly between Craig’s fingers and the lace.

  His mouth watered. Trey had checked out Lynx before he left. Other than chafed wrists, physically, she was fine. Still sleeping, Craig’s touch had obviously roused Lynx’s body to a degree. She moaned. The next sound came out in a rumbling purr. Lynx moved restlessly.

  Leo’s hand drifted to his dick.

  ~ Cat of My Dreams ~

  Lynx’s responses were enough to rouse Craig, too. Lynx had needed comfort. His tiredness had briefly lulled him into a light sleep beside her. The sound of her moans when she stirred were enough to wake him. Well, that, and his cock stiffening against her buttocks and back. He’d climbed into bed besides her wearing just an extra large, long tee shirt. He’d left his less comfortable jeans on a chair.

  Lynx had been sound asleep. Tired as he was, he had passed right out, too. But now, the silky material of Lynx’s nightgown tortured him. It rubbed him in all the right ways. It was a delicious friction. Was that what woke him?

  Lynx moaned softly again. Craig realized Lynx’s breast was cupped in his hand. His fingers played over it. He had been unconsciously stroking and petting Lynx’s jutting nipple between the pads of his fingers. Flames licked up his balls, and his cock jerked harder. Just more torture.

  Still half-in, half-out of his surreal, dream-like euphoria, Craig’s eyes met Leo’s. Craig froze for an instant. Did Leo remember? Was he okay with this?

  Leo’s look pierced him. The lack of censure and pure arousal Craig saw there held him captive until Leo’s hand fell to the obvious bulge in his jeans. Craig could see the outline of an impressive erection even through the heavy material.

  Leo stroked himself for a moment. Craig could almost feel the sizzle of sensations slide up his own cock at Leo’s movements. The sight should not be a turn-on, but what the hell? If he’d walked in on that with Leo touching Lynx, he knew he’d be turned on, too.

  Craig leaned back, relaxing. He returned his attention to the shell of Lynx’s earlobe. Circling it, he licked, and earned another small moan from Lynx. At the same time, he plucked one of Lynx’s pebbled nipples between his fingers. He looked over to where Leo stood.

  Leo slowly unzipped his Levi’s and deftly stepped out of them, dropping them to the floor. Leo’s heavy dick sprang free. Leo slowly fisted it and began to stroke. His amber eyes were dark and heavy-lidded as he watched. Craig slowly lowered the sheet farther down the bed, baring the sight of Lynx’s lower body and his own to Leo’s view.

  Craig slid his hand up along the curves of Lynx’s long legs until it came to rest lightly on the small perfect V of silky curls between her thighs. Slowly, sensuously, Craig lightly stroked the taut wedge of pink that nestled there. Then he lowered his mouth to the erect point of her left nipple through the lace of her trimmed nightshirt. Lynx restlessly turned her head slightly and moaned again. This time, the sound came from low and deep in her throat.

  A fresh ache bloomed in him, and Craig felt his cock swelling even more. He lowered his mouth to cover Lynx’s nipple as he continued to stroke the gently swollen nub of Lynx’s clit. Leo just leaned against the wall, plainly aroused. He was watching the erotic interlude intently. Leo’s cock bulged each time Craig touched Lynx.

  Leo’s hand slid up and down his large cock until the thick, mushroom-shaped head of it was purple and weeping. Craig knew firsthand the thrill of playing voyeur to his lover with another. It was damn erotic. Joining in was even better.

  Craig trailed a finger down Lynx’s body, finding the silky slit beneath Lynx’s slick, swollen nub. The heated moisture pooling between her legs took his breath away momentarily. He lazily stroked back and forth over Lynx’s trembling mound and through the creamy center between.

  Lynx’s breathing hitched.

  His finger was coated in her cream. He couldn’t resist. He raised his finger to his lips and tasted. Sweet, homemade honey clung there. It was addictive. Hell, she was addictive. Craig knew he’d never get enough.

  Leo groaned. Craig sucked his finger clean and retur
ned for more of the hot sweetness. Slipping through the tight, creamy channel, Craig rasped against Lynx’s swollen welt of flesh as he did. The rosebud of her clit pulsed at his touch.

  Lynx’s hips shifted restlessly, her head thrashing side to side. Leo’s fisting of his cock grew tighter and faster.

  He couldn’t stand it anymore. Craig lowered his head to Lynx, replacing his fingers with his mouth. Sweet flesh pulsed against his tongue. One slick swipe, just one lick, and the addictive honeyed taste of Lynx hit his taste buds again. Heat flared all the way to his dick. He groaned gutturally against Lynx’s mound.

  Leo’s groan echoed his. Craig looked over and smiled. Leo stilled. He was apparently resisting the urge to come.

  Craig slowed. He, too, found he was riding out the urge, too. With every movement, his cock would hit Lynx’s leg and just the taste of Lynx had his blood roaring. He looked over at Leo.

  He could see Leo was lost in the visual. Craig remembered Leo had stopped more than once just to watch him and Kelly as the three of them made love.

  With his hands, Craig gently parted Lynx, giving Leo a better view of her pink, glistening slit and swollen little clit. In a low voice he said, “Do you want to taste Lynx now, before I finish her, Leo?”

  Craig heard the “Mmm hmm…” and then a distinctive humming purr in his head. In unspoken agreement, Leo walked to the bed and positioned himself. Leo lowered his head to Lynx’s quivering, wet clit. Lynx’s legs started to tremble. Craig motioned for Leo to join them on the bed.

  Craig watched as Leo spread Lynx.

  Leo lightly nipped at the hard little bud of Lynx’s clitoris, and lapped at the dew gathering there. Leo’s tongue penetrated the creamy slit below. The sight of Lynx being speared by Leo’s tongue had Craig gripping his own painful erection. Damn, his dick would break off if it got any harder. His hand slid up and down his slippery shaft in time to Leo’s tongue slipping in and out of Lynx.