by Marie Harte
“You heard me. I’m tired, I’m horny and I miss her.”
“How do you think I feel?”
“Who the hell knows?” Jesse considered his best friend. Logan still laughed and teased. The lighthearted member of their little family never let anything keep him down.
“I fucking miss her as much as you do, asshole. Just because I try to keep a positive attitude about things doesn’t mean I don’t care. One of us has to be upbeat.”
“What does that mean?”
“You walk around all day moping and pining. Yeah, I said pining.” At Jesse’s look, Logan shrugged. “Vicki’s word, not mine. But it still fits. You’re a brooding pain in my ass, and I can only take so much of your negativity.”
That hurt, but Jesse wasn’t going to stick around to defend himself. He wanted Kate back, and by damn, he was going to get her. “I’m outta here.”
Logan shot out of the chair and knocked Jesse to the ground. The minute his friend brushed against him, his cock hardened like stone. Logan tried to force him into submission, but Jesse didn’t like to be topped. Instead, he grappled with the idiot until he pinned Logan under him.
Logan’s eyes flashed with heat. “That bulge in your pants is hard to miss.”
“Back at you,” Jesse panted. He licked his lips, aching for release. “I thought we agreed we’d wait until we had her with us.”
Logan groaned when Jesse shifted his weight. “We’re waiting. No sex. But dammit, you keep moving like that and I’ll come in my pants. Stop,” he barked when Jesse intentionally rocked against him.
“Tsk, tsk. Have some control, pup.”
“You’re a shithead, you know that?” Logan groaned when Jesse leaned up on his elbows and ground his pelvis against him. “Fuck. I said stop,” he rasped even as he arched up, increasing the friction.
Jesse could take pain. His early years had been nothing but fighting, holding on to survive amidst the chaos and ferocity of Ravager life in their homeworld. But Logan hadn’t known the savagery of the slums. He’d been raised in a caring pack before escaping sure death into the Voids. He knew a gentler way of life, though he hated being reminded of it. And though he’d never admit it, Logan needed sex more than most Ravagers. Going without was hurting him needlessly. No reason Logan should suffer just because Kate was being so stubborn.
Jesse sat up and straddled Logan’s thighs. He unbuttoned Logan’s jeans and slowly pulled down his zipper.
“Jesse, man, we agreed not to—”
“Shut up.” Jesse watched Logan’s cock spring up the moment the fabric parted. His ruddy cock head leaked at the tip, and the darkened shaft blushed with arousal. Scooting back so he could lower those jeans, Jesse pulled them down and made sure to free Logan’s heavy sac.
Logan groaned. “Oh man, I’m so fucking hard.”
Jesse salivated at the sight and scent of his packmate. Kate’s pack, he reminded himself. And in her absence, he’d take care of their mate as he saw fit. “She should be doing this.”
Before Logan could agree, Jesse lowered his head and took Logan deep, all the way to the back of his throat. His mate bucked and cried out, then grasped Jesse’s hair as he jerked and tried to move deeper.
“Need you so bad,” Logan panted and ground against Jesse’s lips. Two more short pumps and he came hard, jetting down Jesse’s throat.
Logan’s throaty cries made it hard to resist his own orgasm, but Jesse deserved the painful frustration. If he’d taken care of Kate the way he’d wanted to, they could have avoided this mess. But no, he’d tried to respect Kate’s wishes. Hell, he’d gone so far as to take Logan’s advice. And he knew better.
“Oh my God. Jesse,” Logan breathed. “Man, that was so fucking good. Thanks.”
Jesse pulled away, kissed Logan’s still semi-hard cock and tucked him back into his jeans. “You needed that.” He stood stiffly and adjusted himself.
“Looks like you need it too.”
“I’ll wait.”
Logan’s eyes narrowed. “Then what the hell was this all about? Still trying to protect me, the weakest member of the pack? That’s bullshit and you know it. You may be an inch taller, but I can outrun you any day of the week.”
“Whatever, Logan.”
“No, not whatever. Look, I need sex and touch. So do you. We’re fucking Ravagers. And even though you’d rather be tortured than admit it, you need affection just as much. Wanting to belong doesn’t make me weak, and denying it doesn’t make you strong.”
“Hell no. We’re not getting into this now. Not when we have Kate to save. You want her? Then get your ass in gear. It’s past time to claim Kate for our own.”
“Don’t think we won’t talk about this later.” Logan stood on shaky legs and straightened his clothes. He pulled his shoulder-length hair free of his shirt and readjusted a few buttons. “Shit. You mean it about going after Kate?” Cautious excitement replaced Logan’s annoyance. “What about Prime?”
“What about him? Eric has the clan to worry about. Besides, he’s busy with Vicki, Dom and Malcolm. Kate’s ours, Logan. It’s time we showed her that, once and for all.”
Chapter Two
A few hours after she’d checked in, Kate shifted again in her bed, restless and still unable to sleep, her body on fire. She’d been suffering for weeks, but lately her needs had begun to actually hurt. Flashes of Logan’s laughing eyes and Jesse’s sober smile called to her guer, demanding she cement the bonds that had started last month, when Eric had declared her new pack status and she’d acknowledged Jesse and Logan as mates. Mates she hadn’t yet mated, because she wanted something from them they were incapable of giving.
She rolled to her feet and ignored the throbbing in her clit and nipples. The heavy air conditioner made her internal temperature somewhat bearable, but her needs never quite died. Masturbation didn’t work. It only made her womb spasm harder, cramping in denial. Time to hit the shower.
As she entered the smaller room, she considered her pathetic circumstances. She should have been basking in her new pack. Two males to call her own, the autonomy of being the sole female in her own family. But nothing about her mating had gone according to tradition. Prime had more or less ordered her to take Logan and Jesse. She couldn’t stop wondering if they’d said yes to obey Eric or because they wanted her. And that really hurt.
Kate knew she was foolish to believe in love and happily ever after. Human concepts that failed time and time again in this world, as evidenced by the divorce statistics growing daily. But Kate wasn’t human. Ravagers lived by a different standard, where sex shouldn’t necessitate affection, but fulfilled a biological need. So why couldn’t she just accept Jesse and Logan as hers? Why should she care that they craved the prime’s female? The constant flirting, the affectionate glances, the praise they practically heaped on the woman, all of it drove her insane. She couldn’t be around them without wanting to scream why. Why couldn’t they feel that way about her?
Ripping the shower curtain from the bar in a rage, she growled and tossed it aside, then turned the water to cold and stepped in the tub. As the freezing drops pelted her sensitive skin, she absorbed the tiny pings of pain, hoping to drown out her anguish. By the Voids, what she wouldn’t give for some peace from this heat and her fucked-up emotions.
She stood under the shower for close to an hour, just letting the water wash away her cares. When Kate could move without thoughts of Jesse and Logan shadowing her every step, she left the shower, dried off and padded through her room to the bed. The curtains remained closed, sheltering her from the light of her current reality, and she fell into an exhausted slumber the second her head hit the pillow.
Awakening to the subtle sounds of movement in her room, Kate couldn’t tell how much time had passed in the dark. She felt much better, both physically and mentally. Until she tried to roll out of bed.
Kate tugged at her wrists and ankles, spread out like a human X, unable to move. She blinked up at darkness—into a blindfold. Sounds rustled fro
m two different directions. More than one trespasser and she couldn’t move.
Fear crept over her, a fogging lassitude that made it hard to think. Kate prized control, and the feel of ties around her wrists and ankles scared the shit out of her. Even worse, in her confusion, she couldn’t smell more than a hint of the wildness proclaiming them Ravagers. Had Mike and his asshole friend returned to finish what they’d started this morning?
Before she could speak, strong hands lifted her head and muted her with a ball gag.
Garbled behind the ball, “I’ll kill you, you pieces of shit! Cowards, too afraid to fight a female,” came out much less threatening than intended.
One of the men groaned, and she heard something familiar in his voice. Then he spoke and she wanted to gut him from stem to sternum. “That has got to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Kate Savage tied up, blindfolded and gagged.” Logan sighed, and suddenly his scent filled the area.
To her irritation, her pussy flooded, anticipation making her nearly dizzy with desire. If Logan was here, then Jesse had to be close by. She shouldn’t want them, shouldn’t care that they’d tracked her down and tied her up. Taking advantage of her while she’d been asleep was a cowardly act, yet also a strangely provocative one.
Thick fingers traced the inside of her leg from her calf to her thigh. They crept higher, and she shivered as those calloused digits grazed the wet folds of her sex.
“This is ours,” Jesse stated, his voice low, gravelly and sexy as hell. “Hear that, Kate?”
Logan added, “We gave you time. Hell, I tried to be nice for your sake, Kate. But really, enough is enough.”
Nice? She’d give them nice. She swore at them behind the gag and twisted and turned. Her claws came out but couldn’t do any damage to the ties binding her tight. When she made a move to use her guer, to change into the physical manifestation of her warrior’s spirit, she got her second huge shock of the night. Her energy had been blocked somehow.
“Now, Kate, that’s just cheating. We’ve stayed human, you should too.” Jesse’s finger slid between her folds and pushed deep. “But if you want to put up a fight, you know we won’t stop you. Nothing a Ravager likes more than a challenge.”
The feel of him inside her was incredible, and she couldn’t stop her body from clamping down to hold him tight.
“Christ, Logan. Feel this.” Jesse removed his finger so Logan could.
The two men felt completely different. Logan, with a light, sensual touch, seduced her. Jesse was darker, harder, more forceful. The combination of the two suited everything she might want in lifelong partners. If she’d still wanted them, she told herself. Remember, they don’t care about you that way—
She arched up when Logan added another finger and shoved it deep.
Then a hot mouth covered her clit and she came with a muffled scream.
“Oh fuck. Let me taste her before I come in my pants,” Logan rasped.
Fingers and mouth withdrew, but then another mouth covered her swollen nub. Logan teased her with his tongue and nipped with his teeth, shooting her into another, more intense climax.
“I want that mouth,” Jesse muttered. “I want to come inside it. You need to drown in my cum for being such a bad, bad girl, Kate.”
“Hmm,” Logan agreed and licked her cream. He lifted from her pussy and slid his fingers through her slit and lower, skating around the sensitive rim of her anus. “I wonder how much play she’s had here.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Jesse answered in a thick voice. “Because after we’re done with her, there won’t be one part of her body not covered in thick, sweet cum.”
Kate tried to wrap her mind around everything. Jesse as a dominant? Logan toying with her ass? This close, she could smell their combined arousal mingling with hers, and even her guer sat up and took notice. It was all she could do not to purr with satisfaction.
God, please don’t let me be dreaming. Then again, this was better than any dream she’d ever had of the two men. Female Ravagers claimed their males. They ruled the roost, despite the fact their males were physically stronger. Ravagers respected females, almost to the point of worship. Kate didn’t do nice. And she didn’t know how to respond when others treated her with such care.
For the past four weeks, she’d been wallowing in self-pity. Her mates had tiptoed around her every word, waiting for her final acceptance while they watched their new queen with welcome and pride. They wanted Vicki—a soft human female they could no longer have. Vicki’s not soft or frail at all, her conscience tried to assert, but Kate ignored it.
“Cat got your tongue, Kate?” Logan chuckled. He leaned up over her, brushing across the tips of her breasts. With her sight gone, her other senses magnified. Into her ear, Logan whispered, “Imagine how good I’ll feel when I’m rammed up that tight hole and Jesse’s stuffing your pussy. Just think how good I’ll taste when I fill your mouth, when you’re swallowing my hot cum down your throat.” He shoved his tongue in her ear and she moaned in lust all over again before he pulled away once more.
Ravager hormones were potent, and a female in heat could go for days without cease.
“Oh yeah.” Jesse groaned, and she felt something hot and creamy spatter over her chest. “Yes, oh fuck.” The scent of his cum filled her nose and she quivered, wanting nothing more than to take Jesse down her throat while she rode Logan into another climax.
“About time you came,” Logan chided him while one of them rubbed it into her skin. “I don’t know how you lasted so long.” He kissed Kate’s ear and bit her earlobe. “Jesse forced an orgasm on me this morning. But he hasn’t had sex since we mated you, Kate. Or should I say, since Eric announced our bond. I guess we aren’t mated since you never out and out claimed us, did you?”
Hard fingers twisted her nipple and she gasped at the pain, astounded by the wave of heat that traveled from the small hurt to the pleasure center of her brain.
It wasn’t Logan who spoke, but Jesse. “Oh yeah. You’re going to ride the pain like a fucking champ. Look how tight her nipples are, Logan. And smell her. Our Kate likes the sting. Makes her so wet. I can smell you, baby. So sweet, that Ravager pussy.”
Logan hummed. “Damn. This might just be the best night of my life.”
Kate panted embarrassingly loud, but with the damn ball in her mouth, she had a hard time breathing past her excitement. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined Jesse to be so masterful. And Logan, what a tease. The love she’d been holding inside threatened to burst free. But she reminded herself not to forget that this was just physical, a meeting of bodies, not emotions, not guers.
“You’re done running, Kate.” Jesse removed her blindfold, allowing her to see him.
She blinked and looked at the handsome male, his chocolate eyes glowing with passion. His thick brown hair draped over his shoulder and shielded half his face, but she spotted fangs teasing his lower lip. He still held his thick cock in hand, the slit pearling with milky-white cum. He’d unbuttoned his jeans only enough to showcase his erection, and the sight of him still dressed made the situation all the more arousing.
A glance to her right showed Logan stripping off his clothes. Broad shoulders, washboard abs and long, muscular legs. His arms were corded with muscle, his strength apparent in the graceful way he moved. Once naked, he winked at her and said, “I’d remove the gag, but we don’t want you yelling for help. This is your own fault, Kate. If you’d claimed us like you should have, none of this would have been necessary.”
“Don’t apologize, Logan.” Jesse nodded down at his cock, and Kate stared, surprised to see it thick and hard, as if he hadn’t just come on her. “Why don’t you lead by example? Show her how a good mate pleases those he cares about.”
Logan grinned, too sexy for his own good. More handsome than Jesse but less intense, he had a talent for lightening the mood. But the way he looked at Jesse and her did nothing but add to her rebuilding lust.
Logan joined her on the bed
again and leaned over her, pressing skin to skin. He reached Jesse and ran the tip of his tongue over Jesse’s slit, wiping away the moisture. Then he teased, pressing his lips over the head of Jesse’s shaft before taking all of him in, until his nose hit Jesse’s belly.
“That’s it.” Jesse pushed Logan’s hair behind his ear and cupped his chin, but his eyes remained on Kate. In a gravelly voice he said, “You see, baby? You just follow my orders and we’ll all get along just fine.” He closed his eyes. “Logan, not too much. I don’t want to come so fast again.”
Logan pulled his mouth away, leaving Jesse’s cock a glistening blush. “Your balls are hard, Jesse.” Logan rubbed them before turning his attention to Kate’s breasts. “Round and just as soft as Kate’s tits. Look at her nipples. She needs a mouth sucking her hard. Maybe some teeth too.”
Kate wanted so badly to kiss one of them, to touch them and taste them. Shaking her head back and forth, she yelled for them to remove her gag. But of course they didn’t understand.
“Still fighting it, eh?” Jesse smiled, a dark expression she’d never before seen directed her way. “Good thing I brought a few toys. Discipline is going to be your new best friend, Kate.”
She shuddered and Logan nodded. “Oh yeah, best fucking night of my life.”
Jesse couldn’t believe how good he felt. Even knowing Kate still fought this—them—he couldn’t refuse his guer. Everything about the woman called to him, the way Logan did. How had he denied himself this for so long? She’d been of age for years, but Eric had shielded her by keeping her in his pack. Sure, Kate had taken her share of lovers; logically he knew he shouldn’t begrudge her that. But some territorial part of him wished she’d come to him first, the way Logan had.
Despite their slight age difference, Jesse had always felt like Logan’s guide and master, and he knew his lover felt the same. A natural flow of energy, an exchange of certain needs they shared only with each other had cemented their ties. When they’d been part of Eric’s pack, they’d both submitted to their prime and his guard with pleasure. But the two of them alone, together, always felt better.