Frost Bitten (5 page)

“
Whoa.
Did I miss something while I was gone, kids?” Seth interrupted.

“
Maybe
a little.” Another sly grin from Trent. “I especially
enjoyed the part where she threatened me for calling her little cat.”

Seth
shook his head. “Why do I get the sense you are playing with
fire. Do you never learn?”

“
Hell
no. Not when I’m having this much fun.”

Daisy
decided to ignore their banter this time. Let them play their games
and they’d see who won in the long run. Her heat may get the
best of her at times but eventually she’d overcome it. A quiet
silence descended on them after that as they all sat together
enjoying the meal.

Seth
was the first one to finish and he sat back and rubbed his tummy.
Again, her thoughts went rampant. She’d really enjoyed it when
it was her rubbing against his hard body. She clamped her legs
together and concentrated on finishing her meal. She had to stop
going there.

“
Why
haven’t you taken advantage of the heat?” Daisy’s
head shot up in surprise at the words that had come out of her mouth.
Horrified she’d said them aloud she desperately wanted to take
them back.

Seth
sat up straight and Trent pushed his bowl away.

“
I
don’t even know how to take that.” Trent scrubbed his
face and pushed his fingers through her hair.

“
Why
would you ask that?” Seth questioned.

Daisy
shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“
Yeah
right.” Seth pushed from the table and stood. “Is that
what you expect from a shifter?”

Again
she shrugged, to afraid to agree.

“
Dammit,
Daisy. We’re human too. Our bodies may be clamoring to take
what we want but it doesn’t mean our brains have to shut down.
What the hell kind of men do you hang out with to think this shit?”
Seth paced across the kitchen, turned and stormed back. “As
much as I’m dying to fuck you, I don’t take women against
their will.”

“
Eventually
the heat always wins,” she whispered.

Seth
hauled her to her feet. “You might smell damned delicious and
your pain might be killing me but that doesn’t take our choice
away. My dick’s not going in that wet pussy or tight ass until
you ask me for it.”

The
room tilted at his words. Images raced across her brain of her body
so full of cock she thought she might die. A strong wave of arousal
clamored through her. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that her
body ached for them and her brain was probably half way there too.

Trent
came up behind her and pressed his front to her back. She’d
literally become a twin sandwich. Her eyes rolled back in her head as
moisture leaked to the tops of her thighs.

He
pulled the edge of her jacket from her neck and scraped his teeth
along her tender skin. “I think she has a thing for biting. She
damn near came in her pants when I got close to biting her while you
were gone.”

Seth’s
eyes darkened with lust. “I knew something had happened.”

Trent’s
mouth left her neck and she whimpered in protest. Until his hands
skimmed her hips and curled around her waist.

“
She
started masturbating right after you left. I went damn near insane.”
Trent pulled her tight against him, nestling the hard ridge of his
erection between her buttocks.

“
You
really thought he wouldn’t notice?” Seth’s dark
laugh sent a shiver racing along her spine.

“
I
heard the door. I thought you both had left,” she murmured.

“
Not
a chance of that happening. Like it or not, you drew us here. Now
that you have us, just pray tell do you want to do with us.

Fuck
your brains out
.

This
time she managed to keep her thoughts to herself. She didn’t
trust their desires or hers. Something about these two men seemed far
more important than a little heat and it scared the hell out of her.

“
Maybe
a little of this.” Seth brushed his fingers across her nipples.

She
arched, pushing her breasts toward Seth and her ass toward Trent.
Yep, they were going to be the death of her. Her resistance was
crumbling fast and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about
it.

Not
to be outdone by his brother, Trent slipped his hand underneath her
top and traced a finger around and around her belly button. “Or
how about a little of this.” His hand trailed toward her pussy,
stopping at the top of her mound.

Near
tears of frustration, Daisy began to tremble in their arms. She
couldn’t take much more of this.

“
Daisy,
you don’t have to suffer.” Seth whispered against her
cheek. “All you have to do is ask.”

“
You
don’t understand. I—I can’t”

Seth
nipped at her chin. “Why, baby? You’re a grown woman with
needs. We’re all consenting adults. What’s the problem?”

“
I’m
not this kind of girl.”

“
What
kind of girl?” Trent slid his hand a fraction lower.

Daisy
held her breath. He was a centimeter away from her clit. One touch
and it would be all over and she didn’t have it in her to stop
him.

“
I
don’t know. I can’t think straight. The two guy thing I
guess.”
Liar.

Both
men froze. Trent even eased away from her.

In
her head the seconds of silence ticked by in thundering cadence.
She’d done it now. They both wanted her and she’d
offended them.

“
If
you only want one, that’s fine.” Seth managed through
clenched teeth.

Trent
wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight. “It’s
true. If it can only be one just say so. One of us can leave.”

She
lifted her chin and locked gazes with Seth. He tried to school his
features but the pain in his eyes cut deep. Choosing one would be
like slicing either one of them in half.

“
What
will you do? Toss a coin for me? Or make me choose?” As if she
could.

“
It’s
your call, Daisy. We both want you. But if you can’t handle us
together we’ll do whatever we have to do to make it work.”

Instead
of comforting her, Trent’s words at her ear irritated the hell
out of her. She pressed her hand to Seth’s chest and pushed him
away. “No. I can’t pick one and watch the other one walk
away. I’m not that strong.” And God help her she wanted
them both. She just needed… Hell, she had no idea. She just
needed.

Seth
nodded to his brother over her shoulder and Trent grabbed her arms
and banded them behind her back.

“
Hey!”
she fought against his hold to no avail. He held fast. The strength
he possessed and used against her now did something funny to her
head.

Seth
stalked forward. “If you can’t choose then you must need
both. Which is it, little cat?”

Daisy
hissed at him.

The
wicked smile that curved his lips should have been a warning.

“
You
know the more you fight it the more excited we become.” Seth
pushed at the hard ridge bulging in his jeans.

Her
mouth watered for more of what he offered. “Don’t,”
she whispered hoarsely.

Seth
took another step closer. “Don’t do what? This?” He
unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid the zipper down until the only
thing between her and his cock were thin, white underwear. “Go
ahead, Daisy. Tell me to stop,” he taunted her.

Trent
shifted her arms until he held her wrists with only one hand. With
his free hand he grasped the edge of her track pants and pulled them
from her body. “Want me to stop too?” he asked in her
ear.

His
warm breath against her skin made her stomach flutter. Her insides
quivered and her sex squeezed. She had no intention of telling them
anything.

They
took her silence as acquiescence and continued. Seth rubbed his dick
until a small wet spot appeared near the tip. “See what you do
to me?”

“
Tell
him to take it out.” Trent urged.

When
she didn’t respond, he slid his finger to the top of her mound
like he had before. “Tell him.” Trent slipped his hand
further, his finger grazing her clit before sinking between her
swollen folds. “Oh hell.”

Daisy’s
legs began to shake. The need to come now nearly drove her to her
knees. At this point, Trent’s arms were all that kept her from
crashing to the floor. She panted for air.

A
low growl sounded behind her when she continued to ignore his
requests. “Okay have it your way.” He withdrew is finger
from between her lips and straightened her pants.

Daisy
bared her teeth and hissed. Oh hell no!

“
Take
it out,” she snarled.

A
slow smile crept across Seth’s face.

“
There
you go. I knew you had it in you.” Trent tightened his hold on
her wrists a fraction of a second before he ripped her pants down her
legs. He nudged his thigh between her legs. “Shoulder width
apart.”

She
didn’t bother pretending she didn’t understand and simply
complied.

“
Seth,
give her a chair to hold onto.” Trent traced his fingers
between her naked butt cheeks and in between her legs. He spread her
labia and cool air caressed the wet flesh he’d exposed to his
view. When Seth scooted one of the kitchen table chairs in front of
her, Trent released her wrists and she grasped the wooden back to
prevent from falling forward.

“
Look
at him, Daisy. See what you do to him.”

She
lifted her head and came face to face with Seth’s naked
erection. He’d removed the underwear and straddled the seat.
Her mouth watered at the sight of his long, thick cock weeping from
the slit.

Holy
fuck she was doomed.

With
her eyes on Seth, Trent plunged two fingers into her pussy, spreading
her wide. She gasped. That was almost nothing compared to the sight
of Seth taking his dick in hand and wrapping his fingers around the
shaft in a tight fist. Slowly he stroked up and down, pumping the
thick stalk with an experienced hand.

Trent
gave her no quarter either. His fingers swept her insides until he
found the spot he sought. Daisy hissed and reared up.

“
Don’t
take your eyes off Seth or I’ll stop.”

She
whimpered her distress but followed his instructions and returned her
gaze to the action between Seth’s legs. She studied his
movements, memorizing them for later when she could use them against
him when he least expected it.

Trent
swiped her G-spot again and Daisy lifted to her tiptoes in delight.
“Like that I take it.”

“
Yes.”

In
the meantime Seth’s breathing grew erratic and the crown of his
cock turned a dark red. “I’m close.” He pumped
harder. So did Trent. Daisy had the unbelievable urge to cover Seth’s
cock with her mouth and feel him come across her tongue and down her
throat.

“
Goddamn
it Trent. Make her come.” The muscles of Seth’s jaw were
clenched tight. He was seconds away.

Trent
thrust his fingers in and out of her sex, making sure to swipe her
sweet spot on every stroke. Black spots danced in front of her eyes
as she fought to hold on.

“
Let
it go, little cat. Come.”

Trent’s
words did her in. Stars exploded and she let loose with a piercing
scream. In front of her Seth grunted and groaned. With her muscles
clenching around Trent’s fingers the first splash of Seth’s
come landed on her cheek. Spurt after spurt he marked her with his
release. When the last stream landed on her lips, she stuck out her
tongue and licked it clean. Seth smiled from beneath hooded eyes as
he scooped more from her face and fed it to her.

“
Next
time, I’ll be inside you, won’t I, Daisy?”

His
question made her legs quiver. The orgasm had temporarily abated the
worst of the heat but it did nothing for Daisy’s desire to be
fucked. This was it. She couldn’t deny how badly she needed
them. She feared exactly what that meant but she’d worry about
that tomorrow.