In Heat: Mating Call (In Heat Shapeshifter Romance Series #2) (8 page)

She smiled as he opened his eyes and looked at her.

He grinned and leaned over her, hands resting either side of her head, his breath warm against her face as he panted.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently and with all the affection she could muster. For the first time since she'd had that vision, she felt as though things were normal again. It was nice.

She wondered how long it would last.

K
im was dreaming. Or maybe it was a nightmare.

Whichever it was, she knew it was a dream because that man was back.

She was pressed between two bodies, being slowly driven insane with need as they both touched her, taking her to dizzying heights with light sensual caresses. She felt too delirious to even try to resist them. One of them began to purr as fingers swept down her spine, over her shoulders and breasts. The other joined in, a deep rumbling sound that turned her stomach hot and made liquid heat pool in her knickers.

Her hand tickled Erik's side as she faced him, studying his face and searching out the minute changes in it that could signal some sign of his feelings about what was happening. They'd tried to resist at first, she'd tried to change the vision, but it had been impossible.

Now, she felt as though she was on fire.

She licked her lips, her eyes sweeping over what she could see of Erik's body as the man behind her cupped her backside. The warm firelight made the beads of sweat on Erik's golden skin glisten like diamonds. She could feel her own perspiration mix with his, sticking their bodies together, as she lifted her knee and draped her leg over his hip. His hand lowered almost instantly, fingers rubbing the front of her knickers, applying gentle but arousing pressure to her pussy.

She didn't resist as he moved away, pulling her up so she was kneeling on the plush rug. The heat of the fire scorched her, but not as much as the feeling of their hands on her. She felt as though she was caught up in a competition to make her explode with need and whoever won would be her mate. She'd never seen Erik so focused. He was transfixed on her, cock hard and ready, fingers teasing her, touching her in all the right places to heighten her already painfully aroused senses.

The other man moved around her, taking Erik's place as he kissed over her shoulder and across her back. She tried to look up at the man, but her eyes wouldn't cooperate. She could only see up to his collarbones and she was desperate to see his face. How was she supposed to know him if she couldn't? Could he see hers and Erik's?

All sense and reason, all thoughts, were shattered when Erik removed her bra and began to palm her breasts. Her hard nipples brushed against his hands and she moaned, leaning back into him as he kissed her neck. He thrust against her backside and her clit throbbed, sending a delightful shiver through her.

She trembled with passion when the other man moved forwards and Erik snapped, growling at the man and tugging her to him. The man growled back and she saw a flash of his true nature, of plush white fur with black bands. Her mind raced to figure out what kind of creature he would be if he changed.

A white tiger?

A thrill sent a shiver across her body and she stared at his body, wanting to see the beautiful markings again.

He moved back for a second, his hand running down his body. Her eyes followed it as Erik pushed her knickers down her legs. She bit her lower lip when he slipped a hand over her pussy, a lone finger dipping inside to touch her pert nub. She could feel how wet she was, turned on by having the attention of two men, knowing that whatever happened here, she didn't really have any control over it.

In a way, it made her feel dirty. It felt so wrong to be doing this, to have this other man watching her with Erik, but on a different level it felt good too. It was thrilling and exciting. She moaned when Erik's fingers danced on her clit, drawing her arousal up and teasing her. The man's hand drew her eyes downwards and she stared as he wrapped his hand around his long cock, stroking himself as he watched her with Erik.

It felt so dirty. She knew that she should try and wake up or do something to stop what she knew was going to happen if she let things continue this way, but she couldn't.

There was a part of her that said it was just a vision, a dream. Lots of girls probably had dreams about having two men.

But the rest of her said that this was more than a dream. These visions were about a mating, about something that took place in real life. There were going to be consequences.

The man seemed to drift into the background as she focused on Erik, turning and kissing him hard in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure building inside of her caused by her need and desire. She ran her hands down his sides, over strong muscles and the perfect globes of his backside. She pulled him towards her, forcing his cock against her belly and trapping it between them. He thrust against her and she moaned, wanting to get the connection back by getting him inside her.

Turning her back on him again, she rubbed her backside into his cock, listening to him moaning with each slide of her body against his. She smiled when he bent her over, slipping his length into her as his hands claimed her hips. The intensity of it as he began to move was overwhelming. He slid easily into her with each thrust, her slick arousal coating him and slowly oozing down towards her clit.

He leaned forwards, his hand coming down to her pussy and she groaned when his fingers circled her clit, using her juices to increase the slipperiness of it. She stared directly in front of her, her eyes losing their focus as she concentrated on the rough glide of Erik's cock into her, filling her and reaching deep inside.

It was too much. She tensed her muscles and only made it worse, sending her arousal soaring as she caused Erik to pump her harder and faster. Her breasts swung with each plunge of his length, the heels of her palm hurting as pressed them harder into the rug to support herself.

Something shifted and her eyes moved across to it, focusing. She swallowed and stared at the man's cock. It was hard, the soft head tipped with a shiny pearl of pre-cum. She wanted it. She wanted them both. She was too hot, so hot and high on passion that she didn't care about the consequences. She wanted to feel dirty, to have that extra edge to her orgasm when she finally came.

He was touching himself, hand stroking slowly up and down, balls moving with each thrust into his fist. He was begging her for attention.

Reaching out with one hand and trying to maintain her balance with the other, she eased her fingers towards him. He moved forwards to meet her, a sigh escaping him as she finally touched him, running her fingers down his silken cock.

She should stop.

But she couldn't, didn't want to. No matter what she told herself, how wrong she said this was, it didn't seem to have any effect.

She wanted him too.

“Do it,” both men said in unison and she groaned.

Erik's fingers dug into her hips as he began to thrust deeper into her, his hips curling against hers.

The man moved in front of her and she eyed his cock, swallowing as she thought about what she was going to do. She decided not to think at all.

Taking hold of his cock, she held the base of it and tentatively ran her tongue up the length of it to its head. She swirled her tongue around, moaning as Erik drove himself into her depths, harder now, taking her closer to the edge. She wanted to cum so badly, but knew that she wouldn't until she had the other man inside her too.

She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and he groaned, purring deep and melting her.

She closed her eyes and sucked him into her mouth, holding his cock so he couldn't thrust into her like she could feel he wanted to. His hands came to rest on her shoulders. Her tongue ran over his length, exploring it as she sucked him deep and hard in time with Erik's thrusting.

When Erik growled, everything became too much and she moaned against the man's cock as she came, her knees weakening with it. She waited for Erik to stop but he didn't, he held her tighter and kept pounding into her, filling her with his cock and stirring her arousal again.

The man took hold of her hair and thrust into her mouth, slowly but deep enough that she was forced to relax as much as possible so she didn't gag. She didn't stop him. The feeling of him using her like this, fucking her mouth while Erik fucked her body, made everything hotter and her stomach tightened again, warning of another impending orgasm. She clenched her muscles around Erik, choking his cock and loving the sting of pain it made her feel as he rammed into her.

Erik growled again and her whole body quivered when the man echoed him. She pushed her backside against Erik and moaned, sucking the man harder and tightening her hand around his cock. She moved her hand in time with her mouth, controlling his movements. He moaned each time she took him in and sucked him hard on the way out.

She gasped when Erik's fingers pressed deep into her waist and he forced her legs apart, fucking her deeper and forcing his cock into her over and over again. The roughness and dominance of it was too much for her.

It seemed it was too much for the men too.

They both growled and came at the same time, the man filling her mouth with thick strings of warm cum at the same time as Erik spilled himself inside of her. She swallowed down the cum and tensed around Erik's cock. Her whole body jerked as she came, her pussy pulsing and throbbing around Erik as he gently massaged her clit.

Releasing the man, she got up onto her knees and leaned back into Erik, breathing hard as she came down.

Kim shot up in bed and immediately looked around at Erik. Heat swept over her cheeks, setting them on fire as she blushed over what she'd done. Embarrassment was swiftly followed by guilt and a sense of dirtiness. She couldn't believe she'd done that.

She moved away from him when he sat up and went to catch her arm.

She should've tried harder to stop it from happening. She shouldn't have let herself get lost in the moment. Her gaze fell to the bed and her knees. She couldn't bring herself to look at Erik as tears stung her eyes.

What had she done?

How was he going to be able to look at her now without thinking about what she'd done?

Had she ruined everything?

Her heart ached and raw emotion tightened her throat, making it hard to swallow. Tears blurred her vision and she tugged the blanket up, wrapping it around herself and hugging it to her chest. She wished it could cover up what she'd done, but he'd seen it all, been there when it was happening. She felt as though her indiscretion had been in this bed and in reality, not in something that was nothing more than a vivid dream.

She started as his fingers swept gently up her arm to her shoulder, clearing the rogue strands of hair from her throat. He slid his hand around the back of her neck under her hair and she bit her lip to hold the tears in.

The moment he applied a little pressure to the back of her neck, making it clear he wanted her in his arms, she dropped the blanket and almost threw herself at him. She focused on the soothing motion of his hand against her back, his arms wrapped tight around her, and listened to the quiet words he was saying to her.

“There's nothing you can do, Kim,” Erik whispered close to her ear, his cheek resting against the top of her head.

The way she'd looked just now made him ache inside. He hated this as much as she did, but it was so much worse for her, having to be the one in the middle. He frowned as he felt hot tears against his neck and held her a little tighter. He pulled the blanket up, covering her so she'd feel more safe and secure.

He sighed.

“They're not real, baby... just visions.” He kissed her hair, hoping his words were going some way towards comforting her.

“They feel real,” she mumbled against his neck.

“I know they do, but they're not. It's just a shared dream, that's all. It isn't reality...” He moved back slightly and took hold of her shoulders, peeling her off him and looking at her face. His right hand left her shoulder, thumb brushing away the tears on her flushed cheeks. He hated seeing her like this. He didn't want her to be hurting, he never wanted her to be hurt. It made him feel powerless to protect her when she was like this, as though he was a failure in his part in life as her man. He leaned forwards and kissed her, relief blooming inside of him when her mouth moved slightly against his in a tiny kiss. “This is reality.”

She was smiling when he pulled back but it was a fragile one and in her eyes he could see more tears coming. It would be time soon for them to initiate the mating, but even once that was done, there was still time for this mystery man to show up and ruin everything. Kim wasn't wholly his until he had changed her and sealed the bond.

“I need a shower,” she whispered, slipping from the bed and padding silently across the room. He watched her, sensing her sombre mood and wondering if there was anything he could do to cheer her up.

He was surprised when she paused at the doorway to the bathroom and looked back at him.

“Erik?” she said, her voice as tiny as she looked right now.

“Yes?”

She hesitated a moment, her eyes dropping to the floor briefly before they came up to meet his. She looked over her shoulder at the bathroom and then back at him.

“Bathe with me?” There was so much hope and fear in her voice that he was straight out of bed and walking over to her.

She'd told him once about her desire to get him into a bath with her but they'd never done anything about it. Did she want to share this moment with him because she felt it was something the other man couldn't do with her? Did she want the reassurance being so close to each other would bring her? He wanted it. He wanted it for himself and for her. If they were going to make it through this, they had to be open and as close to each other as possible. Last time, they'd both craved the connection the mating had placed between them, the closeness of being intimate and open. He'd missed it as much as she had when it had gone. Now it was coming back and it was just when they needed it most.