by Kitty DuCane
“So it worked,” said Jury.
He frowned, “What worked?”
“Her tits were a distraction.”
“Oh, fuck, yeah.” The whole damn package was a distraction. “What did you think about it?”
Jury flashed him a grin. “I’m glad your photographic memory captured the good parts.”
* * * * *
Several drinks later, Viper heard her slip from the bed. He moved to follow her, but his brother shook his head. Soon he heard the flush of the john. He’d have to rely on his twin to help him figure out the best way to treat their mate. He’d never given much thought about bodily functions unless it was feeding or fucking. Cambria didn’t know them yet, so he had to remember to give her some privacy.
The bedroom door nicked open, and little bare feet brushed over the carpet. Venom touched his mind and said to remain on the couch, not to overwhelm her. He forced himself not to jump up and crush her to him. Only wrapped in a towel, which was much too big for his tastes, she stopped in front of them, the coffee table firmly between her and them.
Viper pulled his feet up. “You want to sit?”
She pushed her hair over her shoulder. “Sure.”
Her death-grip on the towel covered her breasts as she maneuvered to the couch. She sat and huffed out a large breath. “We need to talk,” she blurted out.
“Couldn’t it wait?” Viper pleaded. His cock hardened just from the sight of her, the smell of her, the…everything of her.
“No. Your…brother,” she rolled her lips in disgust, “told me that I was your mate.”
“Yes,” replied his twin. He caught a glimpse of uncertainty in his brother’s eyes.
“I don’t need or want a husband.”
“Mate,” they both replied.
Cambria rolled her pretty green eyes. “Is there a difference?”
“Absolutely,” replied Venom, and Viper was more than happy to let his brother dig this hole. “Inside of us are a werewolf and a vampire.”
“Yeah, your jerk brother mentioned that, too.”
“Yes. Our brother has a big mouth. Our wolf and vampire have deemed you as theirs.” Venom cleared his throat. “And we’ve claimed you.”
Her hands immediately flew to one of her bites on her shoulders. Venom continued carefully. “Those will never heal. They are permanent signs of…”
“Possession,” she whispered, her voice pained.
“No, no. That’s too strong of a word,” replied his brother, but it was actually dead on. Cambria belonged to them.
“What, then?” she demanded, her voice raised a tad.
Viper had never seen his twin struggle with words before, but Cambria tended to do that to them, tied them up in knots with a word, a look, a…whatever she gave them. Hell’s Hunters didn’t tiptoe around the truth and certainly not about their feelings. Just like Judge did today. The thought made his ire climb all over again. He forced his attention back to her. The answer was so simple. “It’s a brand that tells everyone else to leave you the hell alone,” he stated unequivocally.
Venom muttered a “damn it,” and she gave a huge gasp. Her gaze darted from Venom to his. “That may mean something in your fucked-up world, but it means nothing to us humans.”
She was mad? He opened his mouth to tell her just how lucky she was, but Venom threw him a punch in his mind. Let me handle this. Just keep your fucking big mouth shut.
“You’re right. Humans will think you have a hickey,” said Venom. Her lip curled in disgust. “But it’s much more. It binds you to us.”
“I don’t want to be bound to you. Unbind me, right now.”
Way to go, bro. You handled that well.
Fuck you!
Venom eased to the edge of his chair and enfolded her slender hand into his. “We can’t do that.”
“But…but.”
“But we’ll make you a deal. You give us a chance to date you, and if things don’t progress the way you need them to, we’ll walk away.”
“You can do that?” she asked.
Fuck no! yelled Viper’s beasts.
What do you want me to do, man? Throw her over our shoulder? This way, we have a chance to change her mind without sending her running into the night.
His brother didn’t give him time to reply, “Yes, we can.”
You’re lying to her?
No. If she doesn’t want us, then we’ll have to walk away.
It would be easier to chop off our heads and rip our hearts out.
It won’t matter. If she says no, she’ll rip our hearts out anyway.
I don’t like this.
Too bad. This is what it means to have a mate.
A growl rumbled in Viper’s chest. Cambria leaned away from him, and his wolf eyes caught the little chills racing along her arms. “Sorry.” It sounded lame. It was lame, but his wolf didn’t like the hand they had been dealt.
Changing the subject seemed like an advantageous idea, and he had to know anyway. “Why are you looking for Steven Johnson?”
She ducked her head and played with a strand of hair as if she reminisced on something pleasant. “I’m not ready to discuss him. I just need to find him. He was last seen with some vampire, and then he disappeared.”
“In Atlanta?” asked his twin.
“Yes.”
“And you won’t tell us why he’s important to you?”
She shook her head as sadness rolled off her. Viper’s beast wavered between outrage and heartache. He’d kill this Steven fucker if he had to.
“What’s your last name?” asked Venom.
Her eyes darted between the two of them. “Johnson.” Her voice was barely a whisper.
Aw, fuck!
“Is he your father…brother…husband?” asked Venom.
Her breasts rose under the grip she had on her towel. After several seconds, she shook her head. It was obvious this Johnson was important to her. His beasts moved under his skin, their anger seething.
I doubt he’s her husband. Maybe an ex, said his brother.
And you deduced this how?
She did let us fuck her. Cambria wouldn’t step out on her husband.
That made him feel better, but not knowing didn’t sit well with his inner demons.
Venom released her hand. “Okay. When you’re ready. In the meantime, we’ll ask around about this Steven Johnson.”
“You’d do that for me?” There was so much hope in her utterance, and so much despair.
“Of course we will. Now, do you need anything else?” Venom asked.
A nervous smile played on her face. “Something besides a towel?”
His brother cocked a brow. This should be fun. She yelped when Viper dressed her in a black almost-nothing teddy with dark-as-night feather wings, and please-do-me black heels. The hem was short, so short he could almost see her bare pussy.
She looked down, and a grin played around her lips. “Do you want me to give you a show?”
“If you would,” replied Venom, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
Cambria stood and edged around the corner of the table. Viper sat up to get a better view, which only made his jeans bite more into his cock. Venom conjured up excellent lighting and disposed of the coffee table.
She did a slow turn, giving them a glimpse of her firm ass, and the front with a sexy slit down past her navel, her lickable breasts peeking out behind the tempting black. She trailed a finger down between the valley of her tits and down her belly, but she quickly stopped.
“Tease,” said his twin.
“Uh-huh,” she replied with a wicked grin.
Music, his brother’s choice, and he had no clue what it was, slipped into the room, soft and seductive. She swayed gently to the tempo, hips mesmerizing. When she faced away, the creamy skin of her ass peeked out from behind her wings.
“Damn.” The word slipped from his mouth. She peeped over her shoulder and winked at him. Her long hair danced as if it had a life of its own. It was thick, shin
y, and he knew it felt like silk. He couldn’t wait to grab her mane, ease her head back, and kiss those pouty lips. Then he’d continue down to the vein that beat wildly in her throat.
Cambria moved to stand in front of him and pointed a perky finger at him. “This is your dream?” she asked.
His tongue was so thick, he could only nod, her desire an intoxication to his senses. Then she leaned down, her lips hovering above his, her breath becoming his.
Rage battled lust.
She reeked of Judge, and he pushed his beasts down, not letting his stupid-ass brother spoil this moment. Viper wanted to ease forward, end his torment, but he resisted. This was her show.
Cambria stepped back. “Take out your cock.”
Viper was a little surprised at her request, but he would comply and hope to hell he didn’t expire the second he touched it. The snap was already undone, so he slowly unzipped his fly, held her heated gaze. His breath caught in his throat as he freed his member, thumbed the liquid escaping from the slit. Her gaze darted to his hand. When she rolled her sexy lower lip between her teeth, he wanted nothing more than to nip and suck her pouty flesh. He released his cock, wanting her to come here and jack him the hell off.
She eased closer to him, bent, and placed her hand at the base of his cock, her middle finger nestled between his snug balls. Damn, she had the softest hands. The vixen slowly trailed her hand up, her nail traced the vein. When her palm stopped at the crown, he tried to force his way into her mind, make her wrap those fingers around the head. She abruptly stepped away. “Very nice.”
Viper growled.
Cambria paused and turned. “Did you just growl at me?”
He nodded.
“Because you can’t wait.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement of fact.
“Yes,” he hissed out.
“Well, you naughty little boy. Don’t touch your cock.”
“You gonna make me?”
A slow smile brightened her face. “No. I can’t make you do anything, but this is my show, and I hope you’ll play nice.”
“I’ll play,” he said. “But I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll wish you hadn’t started this game.”
“Really? That’s exactly what I’m hoping for.”
* * * * *
Venom watched the scene between their mate and Viper. A green slice of jealousy cut though him. Viper was the dominant one, and Venom knew someday his brother would have her bound and begging for mercy. He, on the other hand, liked to make love slowly, building the sexual pressure until neither could stand it.
He grinned. Cambria was just like him, teasing, drawing the sexual tension out like a tight wire.
She came and stopped in front of him. “What’s your fantasy?”
In less than a blink, she was dressed in a greenish-blue pleated garter set. The off-the-shoulder, lacey, shelf-like bra was dotted, with pink satin bow trim and a skirted garter belt. God, bows on her did something to his cock. He had ditched the thong but kept the hose and made the skirt a micron below the juncture of her thighs.
She cocked her brow. “Chiffon and stretch lace?” she whispered.
He nodded. This outfit made her look soft and somewhat vulnerable. Her pert breasts rested nicely on the skimpy bra, giving them a fantastic view of her rosy nipples. She started swaying again, a slow, erotic, hypnotic movement making him think she liked to dance. Then her hand traveled down, down, down, and under the band of her skimpy skirt. He knew the moment she slipped into her pussy because her eyes closed, and her head eased back.
Oh, hell, he couldn’t see! In an instant, he ditched the skirt. She faintly smiled, but her pink nail disappeared again. Her hand at her pussy was erotic as hell, so much so that he couldn’t hold back a groan.
A smile appeared on her lips as she slid her finger all the way in and then retreated to her clit. She was close, he knew. So was he.
Cambria halted her self-exploration and sauntered over to him. She leaned in and placed her saturated finger against his lips. Venom could come just smelling her heat. He didn’t dare move no matter how much he wanted to taste her. This was her game; he’d let her play.
“Open. Suck.”
Venom pulled her finger in, sucked like he wanted to do to her nipple, nipped the flesh of her pad. Her eyes narrowed, and her nostrils flared. That’s right, sweetheart. Tongue and teeth are instruments of desire.
She tugged on her finger, and he reluctantly let it go. “Take your cock out.”
“With pleasure,” he muttered. Venom quickly freed his erection and fisted it, gave it a slow slide. Fuck, he was close.
Cambria gave a whole new meaning to seduction.
“Both of you lose your shirts.”
* * * * *
Cambria blinked when Venom’s shirt dissolved into thin air, but she didn’t care. There was no fat on this perfect body before her. Dark skin covered a well-defined chest. His belly was flat, riddled with muscles she planned on kissing, but not right now. She braced herself on his jean-clad legs, felt the strength ripple under her touch.
She understood the hard need that rode her, like none she’d ever experienced before. She didn’t want to be their mate, but she wasn’t stupid. Sex with these two was off the fucking chain, something like an addiction, and it burned deep. Wanting nothing more than to fuck the twins when she could, she’d delay her mission until later. It was great that they would help her find Steven, but she was always in control.
Walking away would be the only way to save herself.
She pushed those thoughts away and focused on her desire. She opened her mind to the two brothers. Venom, I’m going to suck you dry. She glanced over her shoulder. Viper, you’re going to fuck me hard from behind.
Cambria closed her mind, spread her legs, and bent over. She took Venom’s cock in her hand, gave it a hard, leisurely squeeze. His nostrils flared as a hiss escaped his lips. She dipped deeper, licked the head at the same time Viper brushed her hair out of the way, the movement of the tendrils were soft and seductive against her skin. When Viper placed delicate kisses along her spine, chills raced along her skin. Viper nipped her hip, and she scraped her teeth along Venom’s cock. Venom moaned, and so did she.
“Damn,” whispered Viper. “She’s got a mighty fine ass.”
Her gaze snapped to Venom’s. He nodded under duress. Viper trailed a finger down the crack of her ass. She sucked harder when he paused against her rear, circled it. Her womb clenched and rippled, and she moaned again around the glorious cock. Dipping her head, she took him deep, and his muscles tightened under her palms.
Cambria reveled in the power she held over at least one of them. To desire and be desired with this intensity was…well, she couldn’t describe it. When Viper plunged two fingers inside her pussy, she quickly released Venom’s member, “oh yes.” The digits were hard, punishing, stretching. She fought the assault, not ready to come yet, wanted a cock buried deep in her pussy and deep in her throat.
“God, she’s so fucking wet,” said Viper.
Venom reached out and skimmed the back of his hand over her nipple. “These tits of hers are glorious globes that need sucking.”
Oh, yes.
Determined to regain control of the game, she took Venom’s cock in her mouth and gave it a hard suck. If she had to suffer, so would they. She attacked his member; he hissed and groaned and stared over her shoulder. They were mind-talking to each other. Didn’t seem fair. She was certainly outnumbered.
Viper continued to tease her by circling around her clit, but never on it, using his finger the same way she had, to stroke, play, keeping her just on the verge of satisfaction. She used her hand to cup Venom’s balls, and he rewarded her with a pinch of her nipple.
Viper tormented her everywhere but where she needed it. Venom was unrelenting in fondling her too-sensitive breasts, and she willed herself not to squirm. She wasn’t ready to give in to what she knew would rock her world, wanted a hard cock inside of her when she came.
She did and ordered them not to snoop. She heard their laughter in her mind.
Viper, please fuck me hard.
His yes, ma’am caused her to smile around the wonderful cock in her mouth. I don’t think I’ll need any lube.
Cambria almost shouted when she felt the nudge against her pussy. Take a deep breath, Cambria, said Viper. Before she could process his request, he impaled her. Exquisite pain filled her completely.
“Easy,” said Venom.
Viper stilled, and she sucked in a huge gulp of air. She remembered being filled by both of them, the feeling of total possession. Can I change the rules?
Sure, darlin’, said Venom.
I want both of you buried deep inside of me.
Viper pulled out, and the twins took over. Somehow, Venom’s chair reclined, and he pulled her over him, held her up as she positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She quickly sank down, needing to get to the fireworks. And his cock felt so good inside her.
Venom growled as she sheathed him. Viper pushed her down and fear crept into her mind.
What is it? asked Venom.
Viper, don’t hurt me. Her ass couldn’t take a forceful entry.
I’d never hurt you, baby. I know this is new to you. I’ll take away your pain.
Cool gel swirled around her rear, followed closely by a finger, the sensation wicked. He added another finger, stretched her, caused her to squirm. She hissed when a third breached her, knowing the process was necessary, but wanted to feel them both inside her. The twins were in her mind, reassuring her they’d go slow, that she was in control. Viper told her that he was lubing himself up, and he’d take away any pain. She trusted them, a first for her.
Viper pressed against her puckered opening, eased the head inside. The fact she could handle both was an enigma, but God, she was glad she could. Venom tugged a nipple as he whispered in her mind. She knew Viper was quiet, concentrating. He didn’t do slow, but for her, he would. He pressed in, exquisitely unhurried, while tissue yielded.