by Marie Harte
And it wasn’t that Jesse had to be in charge all the time. He didn’t mind taking an occasional ass reaming from Logan, and he loved sucking Logan off. But he preferred to be dominant. Kate’s feminine energy practically begged his guer to master her, but would she take to being more submissive? She was a strong female, but she’d already shown that she liked to be tied up, and she liked a bite of pain.
Fuck, she looked so hot all wet and flushed. Her eyes burned as she stared at Logan, then at him with more than lust, but with feral possession.
Jesse removed his clothing and watched Logan play with her. Caressing her, kissing her, stroking her with all the affection he had inside. Fucked up as it was, Jesse had a feeling Logan had fallen in love with their female. Such a soft, useless emotion.
Love didn’t put food in one’s belly or provide safety from the enemy. Wars had been fought over females, and jealousies had long ago ripped his birth pack apart. His mother and fathers had fought like the savages he was now named for. Yet here, in this place, more and more of his kind succumbed to emotional encumbrance. First his prime, and now Logan. Jesse shook his head and focused on what mattered.
Claiming Kate.
After setting his clothing aside, he removed a set of nipple clamps from his bag and returned to the bed. Kate made quite a picture—a strong, lean female with full breasts, toned, supple thighs and a slick pussy currently being petted by Logan as he alternately licked and fingered her with leisurely patience.
Kate growled and yanked at her restraints.
Jesse liked her frustrated, the way he’d been feeling for four goddamn weeks. Hell, make that the last seven years. “Move over, Logan. Time to give our female what she needs.”
Kate looked up at Jesse with thanks until she noticed the clamps in his hand. She stared at them with question but no fear. Not his Kate.
Jesse’s desire surged. Since being in this room he’d felt like one giant mass of sensation, and all of it centered in his cock. He straddled Kate’s lean waist, eager to teach her a few things about what life would mean with him. Logan’s warm breath fanned his arm, and he corrected, with them.
“You’re pretty hard, Jesse.” Logan licked his lips as he stared at Jesse’s cock.
“Go ahead.” He knew that look on Logan’s face, and he wanted Kate to see them. He knew she’d spied on him and Logan at home. Ravagers didn’t care so much about gender when it came to sex. Not like the humans, who had to label everything as pure or perverted. To a Ravager, sex was sex, a necessity that could be a lot of fun in the doing. And now Kate could watch them up close.
He could smell the scent of her heat intensify as she watched Logan masturbate him. Logan had the technique down pat. The bastard knew exactly how to please Jesse, and he liked to draw out the sensual torture.
With a firm hand he stroked Jesse up and down, massaging his glans with his thumb. He used Jesse’s pre-cum to smooth over the head, lessening his grip when Jesse grew too excited.
Logan leaned down to kiss Kate’s breast while he worked Jesse. Once he’d gotten her nipples hard, he leaned back with satisfaction. He squeezed Jesse once more before letting him go. “Put them on her. I want to watch.”
Kate’s eyes were slumberous as she stared down at Jesse’s erection. She mewled around the small ball stuffed in her mouth, and he had a sudden urge to replace the ball with his cock, to see how she’d react if he came all over those ripe lips.
He focused on her reaction as he set one clamp over a stiff nipple. She jerked under him, her eyes wide with surprise, and he put the other one on her. A thin gold chain connected the clamps, and after he checked to make sure they were firmly attached, he tugged on the chain.
She moaned, a throaty sound that made his balls tighten, and closed her eyes. Despite coming twice already, she smelled needy. Jesse leaned down to kiss her chin, her cheeks, and her eyelids. Every part of her was so soft. Underneath her smooth flesh, the muscle was tough, but he couldn’t see it now, when her femininity yielded to his touch.
“I wish we could take off that gag. I want to kiss her,” Logan murmured and stroked Jesse’s back.
“Go ahead and kiss her.” He looked down at the V of her spread legs. “Show her how much you want her.” Jesse moved to lie beside her on the bed and watched as Logan ate her pussy again. He licked and sucked until both he and Kate were at the very edge. Watching the pair near climax was like a dream come true, and Jesse didn’t want it to end.
A funny feeling struck him in the chest, a sense of completeness he’d always wanted but had never quite managed. This was what he’d been missing for so long.
Kate blinked her eyes open and turned to look at Jesse. The kernel of vulnerability in her gaze struck him, and he kissed her cheek again and stroked her hair tenderly, showing her what he couldn’t quite say.
He had to clear his voice before he could speak. “Now fuck her, Logan. Show her how good it feels when her mate gives her what she needs.”
“Oh yeah,” Logan said, breathless, before sucking her clit harder.
Kate bowed off the bed in a muffled yell and climaxed. Between one heartbeat and the next, Logan climbed on top of her and thrust home, ramming in and out of her with force. He grunted as he pounded into her, his eyes partially changed, his fangs visible and his fingernails as sharp as daggers as he ripped apart the sheets on either side of her body. He fucked Kate good and hard, but Jesse knew he needed a little bit more.
Jesse sucked on his finger and then slid it inside Logan’s ass in one hard push.
Logan cried out as he exploded inside Kate. His orgasm lasted much longer than it normally did, and Jesse watched with amazement as his friend continued to come, even after he pulled out of her.
Small drops of seed hit her belly, and he rubbed it in, the way Logan had rubbed Jesse’s cum into her skin earlier. The sight of Kate’s pleasure, the feel of his mate’s seed under his hands, over Kate’s skin, snapped Jesse’s control.
He could think of nothing better than Kate sucking him to orgasm and licking him clean. Logan’s cum in her cunt, his in her mouth.
He straddled her neck and undid the binding holding the ball gag in place. Then without giving her a chance to speak, he replaced the gag with his cock.
“Swallow me, honey. All of me.” Lost in lust, Jesse watched as Kate lifted her head from her pillow to take him in. The sight of her plump, rosy lips hugging his shaft nearly made him come. He’d been dreaming about this moment for years. And she hadn’t argued or denied him. Kate sucked him hard. “Fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby. So good.”
He moaned and cupped her head to take the pressure from her neck. But not getting deep enough, Jesse changed the angle of his thrusts. And then he was fucking her mouth, plunging deeper between her hot, wet lips.
“Take her, Jesse. Oh fuck, come down her throat. I want to watch you come.” Logan was suddenly behind him and sank his teeth into Jesse’s shoulder while at the same time he gripped Jesse’s balls in a punishing squeeze, just the way Jesse liked it.
Jesse saw stars. “Kate, Logan, yes, yes.” He shoved himself to the back of her throat and jetted, unloading the desire that had been building for this woman for so long.
Logan withdrew his fangs and his hold on Jesse’s sac. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
Jesse finished, withdrew and knelt next to Kate on the bed. He turned and kissed Logan, then he kissed Kate. A part of him realized, then and there, that his life would never be the same again. Not after tonight.
As he lay on his side, he waited for the inevitable. Kate no longer wore a gag. She might be sexually satisfied, but no way would she blithely accept how he and Logan had overpowered her. Hell, they’d effectively claimed her, the way a female was supposed to claim her males. The only thing missing from the process had been their guers linking as one, which only the female could initiate. Talk about turning traditional mating on its head.
She opened her mouth, and he inwardly cringed, waiting for the worst. Would she de
ny them? Demand they set her free? Would she insist instead that they ease her heat then keep their distance, the way many Ravager females used to?
Instead, Kate, who never cried, burst into tears.
Logan looked panicked.
Jesse felt the same. Oh shit. “Kate, honey, I’m so sorry—”
“What took you so long?”
Chapter Three
Will Lawless stared at the lifeless curs before him with bitter frustration. Mike and Toby lay broken and bloodied after confessing just what they’d done to earn a night in jail. Ravagers at the mercy of the fucking Salinas. How could any Ravager hold his head high when he let human enforcement lock him up like a dog?
Will scoffed and turned away from them, preening in the mirror. His room sat two floors below Kate’s. He’d booked it for the next few days, content to wait her out while he formulated his best plan of attack. None of the Savages had detected his presence, he was sure, or he’d now be dead.
He credited his new appearance as the reason for his success in staying hidden. Will had cut his dark brown hair and cleaned it thoroughly. No more remaining in his guer for hours on end. He made sure to bathe daily, despite his distaste for human cleanliness. And he applied several layers of deodorant and cologne, masking his natural scent with some citrusy smell the humans preferred. He couldn’t do much about his claws that refused to retract since his battle with the Savages a few weeks prior. Since that skirmish that had ended the Lawless prime’s life, Will had been working on plans for his new future. One that included Kate.
Under Nev Lawless’ reign, he’d been forced to wait until his prime took a mate before finding one of his own. Nev had been a leader without equal, or so Will had thought. Strong in guer, aggressive, dominant and true to his roots. Yet he’d been bested by Eric Savage, and now the Lawless Clan, as a whole, had been ordered disbanded, the name dead.
Fuck that. Will hadn’t spent the past three decades kissing Nev’s ass just so he could bow to the asshole who’d mated a human, polluting their bloodlines. No, Will intended to make his race proud again. With Kate by his side, he’d sire strong young. He’d thought for a time that her older sister Diana might suit him better, but the bitch had claimed a human. Soft, unworthy and not too intelligent if she’d chosen a male without guer instead of her own kind.
Kate had fire. The female had bested two of his men. He had a feeling she’d taken Savages’ castoffs, Logan and Jesse, as mates to please her prime, because she’d discarded them at the first opportunity. He remembered how fierce she’d been a few weeks ago when he’d nearly had the prime’s new queen under his thumb. The taste of Vicki Fox’s blood had been sweet, but Kate’s would be sweeter.
According to Mike and Toby, she was in heat, and so enticing they’d lost their minds and confronted her in a public coffee house, of all places. For their stupidity, they’d earned just punishment. But for their loyalty, he’d given them quick deaths.
Will shifted on the balls of his feet, uncomfortable with his raging hungers in his man’s form. His cock was too smooth and too small. He much preferred rubbing his furry shaft inside a male’s slick anus or a female’s soft, unforgiving pussy. Nothing beat raping a smaller, softer lover. Reaming a virgin hole, smelling a mixture of blood and his semen, never failed to get him off. Even now he grew hard just thinking about it.
Taming Kate’s aggression would be fun, arousing and rewarding. She’d make a fine breedmate and an even finer queen. Because once he had her by his side, he planned on taking Eric Savage out of the clan for good. Ravagers bowed to the strongest, the best. And Will wouldn’t back down until all of the prime’s pack met their unfortunate ends.
He ran a hand over his short hair, not pleased at its softness. Between the shampoo and his new cut, he’d lost the coarseness his once untamable pelt had afforded. A knock at the door interrupted his perusal, and he glanced away from his hard abs and erect shaft aching for release.
Will moved to the door and peered out at a slight female wheeling a tray laden with something that smelled delicious. The rare steak he’d ordered. He hadn’t anticipated he’d get his dessert included.
Will stepped back and behind the door as he opened it. “Come on in.” After she entered, he quickly closed the door, grabbed the waitress and slammed her head against the wall, knocking her dizzy. He tossed her on the bed and threw the locks, then grabbed a cloth napkin and stuffed it in her mouth. With one hand he held her immobile, his weight effectively dismissing her attempts to go free.
The blood on her temple beckoned, and he licked it, quivering with excitement to taste her fear, the smell of it like a ripe perfume in the air. “Your timing is impeccable.” Will smiled and ground his erection into her belly, cherishing her whimpers. “But you’re going to have to work hard to earn your tip.”
* * * * *
Kate blinked away her stupid tears, embarrassed and aggravated by her weakness when it came to Jesse and Logan. She felt so grateful that they’d come after her, so damn joyful at the pleasure they’d given her that her body still sang with undisguised satisfaction. How could she have, even for a minute, forgotten why she’d been miserable in the first place?
To them she said, “I’m not okay. I’m in heat, assholes. What do you think I’ve been doing with myself while you two idiots have been fucking each other senseless?” Like hell they’d been celibate. One of the best things in her life, until today, had been watching them love each other. Seeing strong Ravagers take one another with affection and care was so sexy, even more so when they turned savage, lost in animalistic desire.
Jesse and Logan exchanged a glance, then turned as one, entered the bathroom together and shut the door.
What the hell?
She heard a toilet flush, water running and lowered voices, but she couldn’t make out what they said.
They returned smelling of soap and raw male. God, she wanted to eat them up. Both a head taller than her with broad shoulders, trim hips and the lean, corded muscle of true predators, her mates looked enough alike to be siblings. Like most Ravager males, they possessed brown hair and brown eyes. But there their similarities ended. As she’d already seen, Jesse had a darker side to him, one she couldn’t wait to experience again. From the look on his face, she didn’t figure she had much time to wait.
Logan and he stood next to the bed as they studied her. Jesse’s furrowed brow was so dear and familiar she wanted to smooth it out and kiss him there. No, not kiss him there, kick him there, she reminded herself. He’d rather Vicki kiss him than you, don’t forget.
“It’s okay, honey. I know it hurts.” Jesse tugged the chain between her breasts and she gasped in pleasured pain. “You still need it. Some hot cock in that pussy.”
“And that mouth, apparently,” Logan added with a leer. But on Logan, the look just made him sexier. “I bet more cum would tame that coarse language. Really, Kate. Aren’t Ravager females supposed to settle down once they take their mates? Why don’t you finish claiming us so we can take care of you?”
She snorted, trying to ignore the tingles of awareness spearing her clit as Jesse toyed with the chain. His eyes were so dark they looked black. She hissed out her pleasure and glared at him. “Let’s just be honest with each other.”
“Oh let’s,” Jesse agreed in a soft voice that sent shivers down her spine.
Logan gave him a sharp look but said nothing.
Don’t say it, Kate. You’ll look like a jealous moron. Jesse tugged on the chain again, his lips quirked in an arrogant twist, and the bitterness that had been growing inside her for weeks—for years—suddenly boiled free. “You two have had a hard-on for Vicki ever since you laid eyes on her. You never really wanted me. I don’t know if you just didn’t want to disappoint Eric, or if you thought it would elevate your status in the clan to get a female. But we all know you accepted me for the wrong reasons.”
On one of the most important days of her life, Kate had stood before the crowd of Ravagers and listened as
Eric acknowledged her separation from his pack, as well as the creation of her new pack. Then he’d said the words she’d waited forever to hear, that Logan and Jesse would be joining her.
All her years of not being good enough, of simply existing in her sister’s shadow, of being the unwanted, annoying little sister, had suddenly been unimportant. The two males she wanted more than anything belonged to her and her alone.
She’d been so happy, so briefly. Because seconds later Eric announced he’d taken Vicki, a human, as not only mate but to be his queen.
Logan and Jesse had sworn, looking heartbroken, and she’d left behind her mates and her dreams of a new life where she mattered as more than a breedmate.
“I wish I knew what the hell was going on in that thing you call a brain,” Jesse rumbled. “How the fuck you could think we still want Vicki when we’ve been waiting years for you to get your head out of your ass is beyond me.”
“My—what?”
Logan glared at her, no longer the happy-go-lucky seducer. “Are you kidding me? Do you really think I give a shit about clan status?” To her shock, his guer flared, taunting her to claim him. Normally she could sense Logan, but she’d never felt him so intimately before. Their spirits were nearly touching, and she could almost feel his pain.
“Well—”
Jesse cut her off. “I dreamed of a day when you’d claim me. When I’d finally have a female of my own. Not just any female, Kate. You. But you walked away from me. From us.” Anger pulsed from him in palpable waves of energy. His guer snarled at hers, poking, prodding, when normally her guer couldn’t feel his at all. “You kept pushing and pushing, Kate. Always waving that pretty little ass, just daring me to take you the way I wanted to. But out of respect for you, I resisted. Fuck the clan. Fuck the prime. It’s you we want, Kate. And then you turn away from us like we’re nothing but shit beneath your feet?”
She wanted so badly to believe him. But she knew what she’d seen. “You were practically crying when Vicki became queen.”