Isaac didn’t budge for a moment. His palms smoothed over her thighs, first stroking the outside before sliding to the inside. The lingering glide of his hands reignited the desire within her. The remembered pleasure they could give her drew her thoughts away from how they planned to make her remember.
“It’s time, Isaac.” Neil’s hands swept from her shoulders down to the small of her back.
Isaac sighed and rose to his feet. He stepped over to the bed and sat down on it. “Come here, Naomi.”
She took a step forward before she stopped, alerted by the expression on his face. He hadn’t issued an invitation to fuck him. She didn’t want any part of whatever they had planned.
Neil didn’t give her a chance to voice a denial. He pressed his palm against her back and walked her right up to Isaac. Isaac took her hand. In one tug, he pulled her face down over his lap.
Oh, fuck no, he is not spanking me. Naomi shook her head and pushed up, trying to lever off of him or slide to the side, whichever worked. She was not into the spanking. She heard steps walk away, but didn’t pay any attention when they returned.
Isaac’s hand pressed against her back holding her in place. His other hand pressed against the curve of her ass, the warmth a promise of what was to come. The feel of more fingers slipping between her thighs told her that Neil wouldn’t be left out of this at all. He found her pussy with easy familiarity. Even with the threat of the spanking, the tease of his touch sent a wave of desire through her. Damn, it was as if her body had locked onto them in the days she’d been with them.
“You have some punishment coming, my sweet little Naomi. We’ll make sure that it’s intense enough for you to remember exactly what caused you to earn it. If we do it right, you won’t do the same thing again. After we finish that, we’ll both fuck you hard to show you that we’re the men who belong with you.” Isaac’s hand swept in circles over one rounded curve of her buttocks.
Neil’s fingers found the hood of her clit. He began rubbing. She glanced back and saw him kneeling beside her. He had one hand free, but he didn’t touch her anywhere except her clit.
“He’s going to reignite the desire which rode you in the car. When you’re wriggling on my lap, I’ll start.” Isaac’s fingers tightened on one globe of her butt. His voice drew her attention to him. “In the meantime, I’ll be readying you for what will happen after.”
She didn’t understand what he meant until Neil gave him a tube. She had no idea where he’d been keeping it or if he’d picked up the top when he walked away. Isaac popped off the tube with a definitive snick. She tensed. She’d never had anal sex. She hadn’t ever given it much thought either.
“Rub her clit. I don’t want her tense when I’m working my fingers into her. She’ll enjoy this, because after the spanking and she gives us the words, she’ll be experiencing more than fingers.” Isaac squirted some lube between her cheeks.
She heard another sound of expressed gel before his fingers slid between the cheeks. Her focus centered on those fingers as they edged closer to the tight rosette.
Neil began to flicker his fingers over her clit, the light touch teasing her. Soft didn’t last long. He began to rub and stroke. He seemed to know how to touch the sensitive tissue to draw out the most intense pleasure. The back and forth motion tore her attention away from the unmoving hand on her ass.
Neil pressed his thumb to her clit and thrust two fingers into her pussy. “Isaac and I plan to take you together tonight. Both of us at the same time. I’ll ride that sweet ass while Isaac drives into this tight channel right here.”
“I’ve never.” She shook her head unable to get any more of an explanation out when his thumb drew circles over the bud while he thrust his fingers deep into her.
“I think you like the idea of it even if you don’t know what to expect.” Neil whispered. “The way your inner muscles are pulling at my fingers show that you’re more than curious about it.”
A finger pressed at the tight ring working its way into the snug passage. Isaac’s finger advancing inside her distracted her a little from Neil’s digits surging inside her pussy. She’d just become accustomed to the pressure of one of Isaac’s fingers when he pressed another deep, using shallow plunges at first to widen the passage.
Neil’s fingers kept up their magic, stroking while his thumb flicked across her clit. She pressed down into his touch. The action caused her inner muscles to clench around the fingers pressing into her rear. She shuddered. Neil withdrew his fingers from her pussy, but kept his finger on clit. She saw his arm shift as he handed something to Isaac. Isaac pulled his fingers from the tight clasp of her back entrance. She tilted as Isaac adjusted position. His hand came down on her ass with a smack.
She tensed and jerked, but the twitch forced Neil’s fingers against her clit, sending a burst of sensation through her.
“Tell us why you left.” Isaac’s hand rubbed in circles over her ass.
She said nothing. She couldn’t. Her mind floated in a fog until Neil’s hand left her and Isaac’s palm once again smacked her buttocks. The sting radiated with nothing to counter it this time.
“Tell me why you ran. Now.” Isaac’s hand pressed against her buttocks, a clear warning that he’d give her a few more swats if she didn’t answer.
She licked her lips. “He left me in the kitchen draped over the table after we fucked. Once he pulled out, he didn’t touch me or say anything. I felt cheap, used.”
“Baby, that was one of the hottest, most intense experiences I’ve ever had. I wouldn’t have made it to work if I’d touched you again. I’ll make sure to tell you good-bye next time, but you also have a lesson to learn in this.” Neil’s finger began circling her clit again. “You’re not a piece of ass to us. You’re our mate. We don’t let our mate go. We hold on and work on the problem until it’s solved.”
She shivered under the ministrations of his hands. Her body tightened. The sweet torment built. Isaac’s hand struck once again, smacking across her buttocks. The flare mingled with the intense hunger. She drew in a shuddering breath, frustrated as it caused the intensity to fade a little.
“You ran. Although you thought that, you should never have run from us. You know you’ve begun changing. You belong here as you always have.” Isaac’s hand gave two more quick swats in between his words.
She panted, the air rasping in her throat. The mingling hunger and pain mixed becoming something more than she’d ever experienced before.
“You’ll promise not to run out on us again.” Neil’s fingers flicked over her clit as if he realized that she’d begun to respond to the spanking.
“Say it.” Isaac’s hand swept across her buttocks, the petting touch adding to the building storm within her.
“I promise.” She’d have said anything at that moment. She wanted Neil’s fingers on her clit again. A little more and she’d come. She might come if Isaac’s hand landed a few more strokes on her ass. The lust rose that high in her.
“Good girl, but you don’t get to come until we’re both inside you. You’ve been gone for too damn long.” Neil pulled her off Isaac’s lap. He put her on her feet beside the bed. “Isaac’s going to get on the bed. You crawl up and straddle him. We’ll do the rest.”
Isaac got in bed and scooted to the middle. She took a deep breath and followed him. She swung her leg over his hips. He clasped her waist guiding her over him. With one hand holding her, he reached down and clasped his cock.
“Lower onto me now, Naomi.” Isaac’s fingers brushed along her hip as he waited.
She did as he said. With careful, slow movements, she sank down on him. The feel of his thick length pushing into her channel sent a ripple through her, scattering any thoughts or doubts. He withdrew his hand as she settled her onto him.
“That feels damn good. Now, lean down. Neil will slide in behind you and join us.” Isaac’s hand stroked over her back.
“Damn, I don’t know how long I will last.” She lowered her upper bo
dy until her breasts pressed against his chest. The change in position didn’t make it any easier to hold onto her control.
“You’ll last. We can’t hurry this. I don’t want to hurt you.” Neil’s hands swept over her buttocks. “My cock is nice and slick from the lube, but you’ll be tight in spite of the way Isaac stretched you. The first time is always the most difficult.”
She swallowed and tensed as his hands parted her buttocks. The muscles around Isaac’s shaft constricted as well and sent a jolt of desire through her. Although she wouldn’t admit it, she liked that slight tingle as the ring expanded.
Everything seemed much more sensitive when they both touched her like this. She could feel every inch of Isaac’s cock. The sensation of fingers there had almost sent her over the edge. She imagined that Neil’s cock would feel better.
“Relax and be still. You’ll like being with both of us.” Isaac drew his hands up her back. He nibbled on her neck, scraping his teeth over the column of her throat in sensual threat.
“I love being with both of you and any way you touch me gives me pleasure.” She bit her lip as Neil’s cock pressed against the tight rosette. Her thoughts flew out of her head at the probing pressure.
“We’ll make you feel good, baby. Your body is already burning. You’ll feel better when we’re both inside you.” Neil rocked his hips forward, pushing in before withdrawing and doing it again.
She clenched around his cock as he eased into her. She couldn’t help it. The full sensation as he pressed inside made her want more of it. She gripped the sheets on the bed beside Isaac’s arms. She tried to hold still, but as he pressed deeper this time, her hips tilted a little.
She panted and rained kisses across Isaac’s chest, desperate for something more. Her nipples tightened into hard aching points. The scrape and rub against his chest made it worse. She wanted them squeezed, sucked, or twisted. Those sharp sensations might send her right over the edge.
“That’s it. Move with me.” Neil coaxed. “Show me that this feels good for you.”
It did. It felt strange, but wonderful. She rolled her hips back as he sank a little deeper into her before withdrawing. The tension of his hand on her hip showed that he wasn’t unaffected by the provocation.
“I’m almost there. Lift into me this time and I think I might make it all the way in. Isaac and I can get to the good stuff once I’m fully seated in this sweet sheath.” His hips pressed forward.
She did as he said. Her hips lifted and she pressed back into the invading pressure. A shiver ripped over her body. Her heart pounded in her chest. She panted, the shallow breaths quickening as the rising fever took over.
“Yes, you were made for us.” Isaac’s hips lifted. His cock filled her again before withdrawing.
They moved her between them. She clutched at the bedding, holding on desperately as the hunger ripped through her.
“You’ll always belong here. No more fighting it, baby.” Neil’s hips thrust forward driving her forward onto Isaac’s cock.
She cried out as the force caused Isaac’s cock to hit a sensitive spot. Her eyes closed and she could feel the tightening pressure within her. She desperately pushed back against Neil, wanting that ferocity and the piercing stab as Isaac’s shaft struck that spot again. She groaned as he did it again. One more stroke sent her right over the edge. She screamed. Bliss slammed through her, rolling from her core and expanding outward until her toes and fingers tingled. She pressed down into him.
Isaac’s hands gripped her waist, pulling her body down against him with increasing force. Neil guided her on the upstroke. His cock sank deep faster and faster. Neil came first. He thrust hard against her buttocks sinking as deep as possible. His hips jerked and his weight ground against her. His teeth sank deep into her shoulder. A groan vibrated against her skin.
Isaac continued to grind her against him. His hips punched up hard. His fingers tightened and his body tensed. His teeth clamped onto her shoulder when he came. He continued rocking his hips as if to ride out that pleasure.
She held on, enjoying their weight and the pleasure they’d given her. Isaac began to stroke her, his hands moving in soft lingering swipes. Neil pulled out of her. When he rose from bed, he straightened before reaching for her and lifting her into his arms. She moaned not quite ready to give up the closeness yet.
“Let’s shower. Then we’ll come back in here and enjoy each other some more. By the time we leave this room, you’ll know to the depths of your being that you belong with Isaac and I.” Neil strode to the connecting bathroom.
She sighed. She wouldn’t complain about being with them. That was always great, but she didn’t think that sex would fix all of their problems.
Chapter Sixteen
Isaac strode up the sidewalk to Dante’s door. His stomach tightened. He knew this couldn’t be good.
He’d looked forward to spending the day with Naomi and Neil. The first full one after they brought her back. Unfortunately, he’d received the call come to Dante’s house alone. The urge to growl at the beta had been strong, but he’d resisted it. He didn’t want to fight with Dante when he might be able to hurry back to Naomi.
He rang the bell and waited. Cael opened the door and stepped back to allow Isaac inside. Isaac nodded and entered the house.
“Go on into the living room. I’ll bring you a beer.” Cael gestured to the door to that room.
Isaac frowned. Cael usually asked if he needed something to drink. He didn’t automatically get it.
Isaac strolled into the living room, thinking about Cael’s behavior, and stopped when he saw Cim Sinclair there. He hadn’t realized the Cim would be here. Now he knew something was wrong.
“Isaac, come sit down. We need to talk.” The Cim gestured to a chair across from him.
Isaac hadn’t done anything wrong. Dread speared through him as his mind whirled with possibilities. His muscles tensed. What the hell was this about?
Isaac sat in the chair and leaned forward. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. We need to talk with you about Naomi.” Cael came back into the room and handed Isaac a beer.
“What about Naomi?” Isaac narrowed his eyes on the other man. Naomi was back with them and no one would take her away.
“More people are encountering Gobel as well as a few Appari. The Gobel we can handle as we have before, but the Appari…they’re a different matter. Someone always gets hurt usually fairly badly when we take them down. Sometimes, they’re drained and the essence taken.” The Cim’s hand clenched.
“No.” Isaac shook his head. “You can’t ask me to risk her.”
“We don’t know who’s behind these attacks. Not the Gobel or the Appari. Someone is sending those Appari to this area, if not after us in general.” Dante narrowed his eyes. “We don’t know what they’re trying to do. And they’ll keep coming until we stop them.”
“Isaac, she can take the Appari down far easier than we can and reclaim the souls. That’s something we can’t do.” Cim Sin leaned forward and clasped his hands together. “Sometime soon, I’ll be in the exact same position as you. Callista is Branal and she’ll be out there like Naomi when there’s danger.”
“Fucking hell, you know she didn’t train like that. You saw what happened when the Appari attacked us.” Isaac shook his head.
“You’ll need to train her Isaac. When she’s battling, she won’t be alone. Our men will have your back.” Dante settled on the couch.
Isaac cursed silently and clenched his fists. They had a point. He knew it. He hated it and the thought of what she’d face.
“Fuck. I don’t know how I’ll stand back and watch as she faces those things.” He wanted to punch something.
“You’ll do it because it’s for the best of the community. You’ll be right there protecting her.” Dante took a drink of his beer. “Naomi will be safer if these things are handled fast.”
He wanted to tell Dante fuck the rest of the community. The only thing
that interested him was what was best for Naomi.
“Just think. If both of you have any daughters, they could follow in their mothers’ warrior woman ways.” Dante grinned.
Isaac slid a glance over at the man. Dante walked close to the edge. Isaac didn’t find anything fucking funny about this. He hoped that Dante experienced something like this, and had to experience the tearing fear for his woman.
“I know, Isaac. I want to slam his head into the wall, as well.” Cim Sin’s voice cut through the thoughts of revenge Isaac considered.
“Don’t hate me because fate has chosen to give the both of you a harder road than I have.” Dante grinned.
“You haven’t found your mate yet. Don’t count on having an easy time.” Sin rose to his feet.
“Fate is a woman and women love me. I don’t have anything to worry about.” Dante flicked his hand in a negligent gesture.
Chapter Seventeen
Naomi strode with Isaac up the hallway toward his office. Her stomach fluttered with a little nervousness about returning here. She’d seen a few of the other men in the two days since she’d been back with Isaac and Neil. Those men hadn’t seemed to have any problem with her, or to be any more watchful than normal.
On the other hand, she’d slipped out of this place. These people’s reactions might be different. Isaac had told her people searched the streets for her. He’d also told her that it wasn’t that big of a deal. She wasn’t the first mate to take off.
“I’ll be busy today. I have several proposals to go over,” Isaac said.
“Am I the reason you’re staying in the office as much as you are? I know you said that you liked to be out on a job.” She looked over at him. He hadn’t seemed miserable or tense, but then again she hadn’t learned all of his expressions and ways.
“You’re the reason I’m giving the different way of working a try. I’m enjoying it. When you’re with Neil, I get time on the site and doing the physical work. Here I get more responsibilities as well as the bonus of time with you.” He smiled over at her.
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