Familiar Desires: 5 (Protective Affairs) (30 page)

“Tell us, Alana.” Kane’s voice roughened.

“You know I love you.” She wanted to hold on to him, but
couldn’t get her hands loose. They knew how she felt. She was as certain of it
as she was of their feelings.

Kane hooked one of her thighs with his arm when he moved up
her body. She looked down at him and watched him roll on a condom. She’d swear
he moved extra slowly just to make her wait. He smoothed his hand over her
stomach and then clasped her waist, holding her as his cock pushed into her,
filling her.

“I’ve ached to get inside you. Your pussy was clenching and
holding my fingers. It’s doing the same to my dick. You’re going to take me
right over the edge, kitten.” Kane slowly withdrew before ramming deep again.

Alana wanted to take him over the edge, because she was
going to fly off that precipice any moment now. Her hips rose, meeting his. His
lips covered hers. She welcomed the thrust of his tongue and met it eagerly.
Her back arched when his dick speared into her.

“More, Kane.” She arched and writhed.

Her breath hitched. The restriction on her arms excited and
frustrated her. She wanted to pull him closer and urge him to move faster with
her nails and hands.

“More, yes,” he whispered the words between kisses to her
neck.

He pumped harder into her pussy. That was what she needed.
She groaned. Her entire body clenched, tightening when the pleasure slammed
through her. Shivers racked her body.

Kane continued pumping into her until he stiffened, lunging
forward to bury his cock into her pussy. He came on a shout. His mouth pressed to
her neck. His chest heaved as he drew in rapid breaths and his body shook with
the force of his orgasm.

Alana’s heart rate slowly returned to normal and she looked
down at Kane’s tousled head. Damn, she loved the heights he took her to and the
anticipation and frustration of the bondage. She definitely would have to give
them a taste of it though. There was a sweet little shop in town that catered
to her type of situation. She’d have to plan a visit to it.

Kane kissed her neck and slowly withdrew. “Damn, woman, this
is what I’ve waited for.”

“What we’ve waited for. Not just the sex, being with you.
Even the danger we faced was bearable because we did it together.” Michael
cupped her cheek. His gaze swept down her body when Kane eased from between her
legs. “I’ve got to have you now.”

“Untie me and we can get right to that.” She raised her
brows.

He wouldn’t do it. Anticipation burned in his eyes. He
wanted to play. She longed to do that as well, but she also ached to hold him
and feel the heat and strength in him while he moved against her.

“No, Alana, I have a very different plan.” He swept his
hands down her body. “Let’s heat you up again and then I’m going to fuck you
hard.”

Michael didn’t play or hesitate. His hand cupped her pussy
firmly before two fingers glided between the lips. Her breath caught at the
first brush of his fingertips. Sharp sensation streaked straight to her core.
The response was so immediate and intense she was caught off guard. He rubbed
her clit until she lifted into his touch. She licked her lips and her breath
hitched. Kane moved up on her left side and his hands cupped her breasts,
squeezing the full mounds. She moaned and twisted.

Michael’s fingers danced over her clit, taking her higher
and higher, but drifted away before she could find that delicious peak. He
gripped her hips and flipped her over. He picked her up and drew her higher on
the bed. She placed her hands on the sheet when he urged her to her knees.

He moved between her legs. Her skin tingled as his legs
brushed hers. She pressed back, eager to feel his heat and the thick shaft sinking
into her. The head of his cock brushed over her thigh. She braced on her
elbows, trying to encourage him to thrust deep.

“Be still, Alana. I don’t know how long I’m going to last.
Watching you and Kane nearly ripped away my control.” Michael slid his palm
across her back.

She drew in a shaky breath, trying to hold still for him.
She wasn’t far away from that point herself. His hand continued to smooth over
her back and around to her stomach. His palm flattened to her belly as his shaft
nudged at her entrance. His dick surged into her pussy.

“So good.” He hauled her tighter to him. “It feels so good
when your pussy is squeezing my cock.”

She loved the rumble in his words. “Want you, Michael.”

He withdrew and then slowly rocked back into her. The
muscles in his arms corded with tension. His hand slipped down and his fingers dipped
between the slick lips of her pussy. He stroked her clit when he drew back. He surged
forward a little harder. She shoved back into his strokes, wanting more of that
force.

The last of Michael’s restraint seemed to come undone. His cock
slammed into her hard while his fingers flicked over her clit. Alana gasped,
moaning as she came. Her body trembled when the sensation burst, spreading
through her on a searing wave. His thrusts grew faster and harder until he
stiffened and came on a harsh shout.

Michael pulled out and lowered her to the bed. She felt the
loosening of the rope. She rolled over onto her back and brought her arms down
to her sides. Michael eased down on her right side and Kane scooted in on her
left.

“So how long do you think that it will take to finish off
your interviews and reporting?” Kane asked. His hand settled on her stomach,
but almost immediately inched upward.

“A couple of days, maybe. While we’re there we can pack up
my apartment. I don’t have many things I want to bring back. I didn’t spend
much time there.” Alana shrugged, but thought he might be asking because they
both had a business and would need to schedule the trip.

“We’ll want a little longer than that,” Michael said with a
frown.

She turned her head to stare blankly at him. “Longer for
what?”

“To get the wedding organized, dresses, tuxes, that sort of
thing. According to my mother and yours, by the way, this can’t be some quick
stand-in-front-of-the-Justice ceremony. Not to mention the waiting period for
the license itself.” Kane propped himself up on an elbow and stared down at
her.

“I know we talked about marriage, but there wasn’t an
agreement in there anywhere. Shifters don’t usually marry.” She shook her head,
but couldn’t hold back her smile.

They laughed, but Alana heard the anticipation in the sound.
They were so confident. If she married them, she’d legally marry one of them.
Multiple marriages weren’t recognized outside of shifter and witch communities.
For twins within those groups, it was normal for males to wed a single woman.

“But you’re going to marry us.” Michael drew his finger down
the side of her cheek.

“And why are you so sure that is going to happen?”

“You’re our Familiar and you love us,” Michael said as if it
was the most obvious thing in the world.

“I can name about three other shifters with wizards as mates
who haven’t married them. They’re mated and united as Familiar and wizard.” She
was not going to buy that simplistic answer. A legal marriage and the public
claim it put on them did have an appeal, but she wasn’t admitting it to them.
They’d run with the idea.

Michael looked across her to Kane. “You think this might be
some kind of stubbornness, because we haven’t actually asked her?”

“Probably not, but that would be at least more
understandable than her resistance is now.” Kane shrugged. “Not going to make a
difference. We’ve waited too long for half measures.”

“Mating is not a half measure. It’s for life.” Alana held
his gaze and then looked at his brother. “It’s more binding than any piece of
paper.”

“And so is our marriage. Without a ring and the paper, there
are going to be men who think you’re free.” Kane frowned. “I want everyone to
know you’re ours without any words having to be said.”

“The same could be said of women.” Her voice lowered into a snarl
at the end of the sentence. She didn’t like the thought of that, at all. She
knew they were her mates and would be loyal to her, but she didn’t want another
woman touching them.

“Not a nice thought, is it? And just remember you’re
supposed to see to our protection and happiness. That is going to be hard to do
if we get into fights with men who approach you, isn’t it?” Michael tilted his
head and his lips curved into a knowing grin.

Alana might be getting into a few fights herself. Still,
they lived in Devoe. She would as well when she finished with her formal
resignation from the Protectorate. The likelihood of someone not knowing she
was mated to Michael and Kane was small, but even that chance raised her
hackles. She was so caught up in her thoughts she didn’t realize Michael had
moved until he turned back to her.

“Will you marry us, Alana?” Michael held out an open black
box. A pair of gold rings nestled in the dark velvet. One an engraved band and
the other a diamond flanked by two dark-blue sapphires.

She stared at the rings, a feeling of awe, love and a little
anxiety growing in her. She’d never expected to feel this much at the thought
of a ceremony she’d always considered unnecessary. Now she wanted it. She
wanted them.

She nodded and swallowed loudly, trying to find her voice.
When she spoke, it was barely above a whisper. “Yes.”

“Good. I really didn’t want a shotgun wedding, but we are
getting married one way or another.” Kane slid the ring on her finger.
“According to state law, you’ll be married to Michael, but you’ll be wife to
both of us.”

She stiffened. “You don’t know when to keep your mouth shut,
do you? What if I change my mind?”

“Alana, after all this time, we’re claiming our Familiar. It’s
time for you to sit back and let your wizards make the decisions for a while.”
Michael patted her hand.

“Yeah, right.” She glared at him. No way were they planning
everything without her.

If she was going through the hassle of a wedding, then she
was going to make a few decisions of her own. She rolled and swung her leg
across Kane, easing over him to straddle him. Now it was time to show her
wizards she was doing some claiming of her own right.

Alana smoothed her hand over the skirt of her dress. There
wasn’t a wrinkle or speck of dust there, but the action eased some of the
anxiety churning in her gut. Kane and Michael stepped closer to her as they
waited outside the council room doors. The feel of their solid frames next to
her soothed her as nothing else could.

She probably wouldn’t be so antsy if it was simply one
emotion. Anger, nervousness, frustration, excitement and even a little
happiness mixed together in a riotous ball. She’d felt that way since Michael
and Kane had told her the Council was demanding they formalize the Familiar
bond before they could marry.

The interference didn’t surprise her, but it did infuriate
her. If this marriage wasn’t so important to Michael and Kane, she’d tell the
Council where they could shove their orders. When she sealed the bond with her
mates in front of the Council should be a choice she made with Michael and
Kane, not something those bastards on the ruling body of witches and shifters
used as blackmail.

Michael’s hand settled at the small of her back and rubbed
lightly. “Relax, baby. We’ll do this and get on with our lives.”

“And that’s the only reason I’m going along with this. I
don’t want to delay our wedding and waste the time fighting with them.” She
leaned into him for a moment. “You didn’t invite them to the wedding, did you?”

“Yes, I did. One of them is officiating, remember?” Kane
took her hand and his thumb meandered over her palm. “Are you nervous about
formalizing our union?”

“No.” She took a deep breath. Nothing about the ceremony
daunted her.

She could deal with getting naked in front of the council,
Michael and Kane doing what they had to do and then fucking them. Sex with them
was always a good thing and it wasn’t as if the Council would watch them the
entire time. From what she’d been told, when the magic started flowing, passion
would flare, although no one gave her specifics. It wouldn’t matter if other
people were standing over them. She didn’t understand why that would happen,
but was eager to learn about it.

“They’re ready for you.” Mark stepped out of the double
doors and held them open.

Michael nodded and urged her forward. Alana went along
without a word. She stepped into large area. The door closed behind them with a
solid click. The space looked entirely different than it had the last time she
was here.

The lights had been dimmed except for over the long table
where the Council sat. A blue blanket and pillows formed a nest in front of the
table. They stopped at the edge of the blanket, near a bowl she hadn’t noticed
until now, and waited.

“You come before us to formalize your union. Do you make
this decision of your own will?” Carson Samuels stood and his gaze moved from
Michael to Kane and then to Alana.

In a way.
Alana kept the words behind her lips. She
didn’t want to be the cause for delaying their wedding. She focused on what
came next. The ceremony was hundreds of years old and very patriarchal. The
males answered first if the question required answers from each of them, but
this wasn’t one of those questions.

“We do,” Michael and Kane said. Each took one of her hands.

“Then begin.” Carson nodded and settled in his seat.

Michael turned her to face him. His fingers trailed over her
cheek, pushing the hair behind her ear. The sound of leather creaking reached
her ears, but she focused on her mates and didn’t even glance to see who had
problems staying still.

“We present our Familiar, Alana Cohl, and seek to formalize
the connection already established between us.” Michael’s eyes remained locked
with hers.

Fingers lowered the zipper on her dress. Since Michael
hadn’t moved, it had to be Kane. Warm palms pressed against her back, moving up
the bare skin to her shoulders. Michael took over. He drew the sleeves down and
free of her arms. In moments, the dress pooled around her feet and she stood
only in blue bra, panties and heels.

Michael’s fingers roved over her stomach. Her breath hitched
as arousal began to build. She couldn’t believe how fast passion was rising.
They hadn’t even touched her intimately yet.

Piece by piece they stripped the clothing from her until she
stood between them naked. One would run his hands over her thigh or ass as the
other took care of the clothing, but they worked in silence.

They took off their own clothing quickly, although she
wouldn’t have minded giving them the same treatment. She was honest enough to
admit that she probably wouldn’t have kept her caresses anywhere near as
innocent.

Michael stepped close to her, until they touched from thigh
to breast. Kane eased in behind her so close that his dick pressed between the
cheeks of her ass and his chest brushed her back.

“We wish to show the Council how she strengthens us.” Kane
laced his fingers with hers.

“How she intensifies our magic.” Michael’s hand clasped
hers.

Although she didn’t know what was going to happen, she
realized this was where the magic came into the ceremony. She relaxed between
them, her trust in them absolute.

“Show us your power,” Carson said.

Michael’s hands tightened around hers. Magic poured into the
room, although she couldn’t see anything being created or altered. She could
feel it swirling through the air.

“Familiar, are these your wizards?” Carson’s voice almost
seemed to echo in the room.

“Yes, they are.” Alana didn’t look away from Michael.

“Use your power.” Kane whispered the words against her ear.

She focused, calling lightning, but not pulling it down. The
hair on her arm and neck rose as static filled the room. Her stomach tightened with
nervousness. Hundreds of Familiar unions had been confirmed here. They should
know if it was safe to do this with an elemental type power.

“Show us your bond,” one of the Council members ordered.

Alana had no idea which person that was and didn’t care.
Michael cupped her cheek and his lips feathered across hers, seeking a
response. She opened her mouth. Their tongues rubbed and nudged. She relaxed,
leaning into the kiss as one of his arms swept around her. The loss of warmth
at her back almost tore Alana out of the kiss. Kane had stepped back, but
hadn’t gone far.

Michael lifted her off her feet. Her mind automatically
turned to the delicious full, stretched feeling when his cock pushed into her
pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist. His fingers gripped her waist,
holding her still when she wanted to arch her hips and take his thick shaft
inside her.

She felt the waves of magic skimming over her skin, leaving
it tingling and sensitized. Her legs tightened around him and she tried to lift
or move. She wanted to tempt him into more than a kiss and cuddle.

“Kane, show us your link to this Familiar.”

Michael tore his lips away from her. Alana drew in gasping
breaths and held on to him, until Kane’s hands plucked her away from Michael.
She twined her arms around him and opened her mouth for his kiss.

His tongue brushed hers as his fingers tightened, holding
her against his body. She explored his mouth, savoring the taste of her mate.
He groaned and his lips crushed hers as he deepened the exploration. His
response fed her hunger. She wanted to feel his dick plunging deep into her
pussy.

“We acknowledge your union,” a deep male voice intoned.

Alana heard movement and the shutting of a door, but barely
took note of it. She couldn’t care less at the moment who acknowledged what.
The feel of her mates’ bodies, their touch and the satisfaction she knew she’d
find in their arms. That was what she craved.

“I’m glad they finally saw enough. I don’t know how much
longer I could have waited.” Michael pulled her from Kane’s arms and gently
placed her on the blanket. “Get ready Kane. It’s not going to take any of us
long with all of this magic in the air.”

Alana watched Kane kneel by the bowl and take condoms and a
tube from it. Kane passed one of the square packages to his brother. Michael
sprawled on the blanket beside her. He rolled on the condom and pulled her over
to him, distracting her from watching Kane spreading the oil onto his sheathed
cock.

“Why is the magic in the air almost like a physical touch?”
She ran her hand over his shoulder and arm. The magic was still flowing,
occasionally grazing her skin and leaving tingling trails in its wake.

“It’s the way the magic is used in the acknowledgement
ceremony. When it mixes with the Familiar magic, it becomes an exciting force
pushing for completion.” Michael’s fingers drifted through her hair. “Ready.”

“Yes.” She looked over her shoulder and saw Kane easing in
behind her.

Kane drew her up onto her knees. She rested her head on
Michael’s chest as Kane eased some lube over and into the tight ring. She
trembled and her fists clenched as she fought against the urge to press back
and try to find her pleasure. Fingers plucked at her nipples and she looked up
to find Michael grinning down at her. He wasn’t making it easy.

Kane’s fingers left her and she felt the head of his cock
brush against her ass. He stroked his hand over her back almost as if he was
trying to soothe her.

“I’ll go slowly.” He dropped kisses along her spine.

“No, fuck me. Do you think I don’t feel the same desire you
do? That the magic hasn’t made me so hot that I could almost come thinking
about what I want you to do?” Alana glanced back at him.

He nodded. His dick prodded at the tight rosette before he
slowly pushed forward. Currents of magic traced over her back and ribs.
Prickles spread over skin. She bit her lip as the tissue stretched and tried to
draw in deep breaths. She didn’t want to let the bliss take her until Michael
was inside her as well.

When Kane was as deep as he could get, he helped her move
up. Michael guided her hips until his cock was lodged inside her pussy. She
moaned. Yes, that felt so right, both of her mates, her wizards, with her in
this moment.

They began moving and “right” began to feel even better. The
scent of their desire mixed and her arousal rose in response. She ground down
onto Michael as his hips punched up and pressed back into Kane when his cock
forged into her. Her inner muscles clenched and tightened around the thick
shafts as they pushed deep and then withdrew.

Alana clutched at Michael. She rubbed her nipples against
his chest. Desire burned through her and she tried to find that little extra
stimulation to send her over the edge. They seemed to know what she needed.
Kane pulled almost all the way out, but drove into her hard as Michael bucked
up. A wave of pleasure exploded, rushing outward through her body. She clutched
him riding out the wave of pleasure even as Michael and Kane drove hard into
her. She felt their bodies shake against her.

A crackling pop sounded through the large room. The lights
flickered and then went completely out. Alana blinked in the darkness. She
hadn’t expected that. Was it a power outage or had that pop meant the magic and
her power had fried some circuits? The magic had left the room. She couldn’t
feel it moving over her skin any longer.

As Kane eased back, his cock slowly slid from her. His hands
stroked over her back and she felt him move to the side. Slowly, she pushed
herself onto her hands and knees. She really didn’t want to move and would love
to cuddle with them for longer, but they had to see if the lights were out in
more rooms than this one.

“Can you find our clothes? It would take a while to feel
them out.” Michael asked. His hand brushed over her hip.

She focused and looked around the room. There was a little
light coming in from somewhere, because she could see thanks to the leopard’s
excellent night vision. She climbed off Michael and retrieved their clothing.
Her dress was easy to distinguish from their pants and shirts, but they’d have
to simply put on what they grabbed. Alana handed Michael the ball of male
clothing and started dressing. She’d finished was waiting for them by the time
they finished.

“Ready to go see what happened?” Kane asked. “I specifically
reminded them that your abilities were elemental and they were certain there
wouldn’t be a problem.”

“One thing. I love you both.” Alana reached out and touched
their chests. She’d said it before, but she wanted them to know that the
ceremony had been about more to her than formally being their Familiar.

“We love you too. Now let’s go see if the Council was wrong.
Lead us to the doors.” Kane reached out and touched her shoulders.

She’d be willing to go anywhere with him and the prospect of
taunting the wizards on the council only added to her eagerness. A smile curved
her lips as she grabbed their hands and tugged them toward the door.