Lovers' Tussle (16 page)

“I’m going to eat your pussy.”
As his words heated her mind, Tienna gripped his cock, which was now rubbing against her hair, and pumped it in tune with her own gyrating hips. His mouth covered her, consuming and fueling her growing heat as his tongue wormed its way down the tight passage of her pussy.

Aiden’s feet came into view. His warmth enfolded her back. As Roth moved to chew and nibble at her clit, she felt gentle fingers at her ravaged pussy opening. It could not be Roth. He was holding her up.
Aiden
. And then he did something she had never even in her wildest dreams imagined possible. Aiden’s tongue snaked out and ran the length of the ass crack.

Tienna’s pussy was being impaled by what could only be Aiden’s two thick thumbs as his fingers bit into the flesh of her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. His wet tongue slipped over the puckered opening at her anus. She shuddered as the hot tip slipped in. Roth’s possessive growl, hot and furious, cut into her pleasurable thoughts.

“I need Aiden, too,”
she retaliated, not willing to lose one of her expert lovers due to jealousy. Ecstasy once again flooded her body as he reluctantly acquiesced, and Aiden returned to his ardent, intimate suckling. It was the most erotic moment she had ever known. They sucked and milked at her, eating her pussy and ass whole until she could not hold in her desire. “Oh, yes. Eat my pussy!” Tienna screamed as her juiced flowed freely. She writhed, caught between two unyielding, hungry mouths. And she did the only thing she could. She fed them.

Roth kissed her a final time before loosening his binding hold. Aiden’s hands were quick and nimble as he lifted her in his arms. He smiled down slyly. “You will reward my ministrations, Tienna.”

She didn’t have time to contemplate what he meant when she felt herself once again being handed over. This time she was laid onto Roth who was stretched out on the soft grass. He grabbed her waist and lowered her over his cock. Her pussy clenched as she was slid each delicious inch to his base. Roth held on to her, lifting her up and down until she comprehended. Her body took over as her mind went reeling toward a distant edge. But before she could take the final plunge, Roth grabbed her nipples and tweaked the tips. He rolled and pulled at the taut buds until she was forced to lower her head to his awaiting mouth.

Her annoyance at the interruption of her pumping evaporated as his tongue plunged into her mouth. The scent of her sex, the taste lingered on him. She purred deeply as she lapped at him greedily.

Aiden’s deep baritone grated across her mind like rough sand just before she felt his hands on her ass. Tienna stiffened. Her behind was open and vulnerable due to this position. As she tried to right herself, Roth’s arms looped around her.
“Stay.”
His command was a clear warning. “You wanted us both, Tienna.”

Panic had her rearing against his hold.

Aiden’s voice was soothing. “Hush, Tienna. You will enjoy this.”

Roth cut in, “Know what it is to have your pussy and ass filled by two cocks.”

The words were like magic. She wanted to experience this new delight. And she trusted her lovers. She melted against Roth’s hard chest, willing her heartbeat to a tamer beat.

Her action was taken as her surrender. Roth stroked her hair tenderly. “That’s a good puss. We won’t hurt you. That’s why Aiden has the honor again.”

Tienna swallowed down her tears of gratitude. Yet again her hard, unbending lover was forced to turn over the reins of his dominance for her pleasure, fearing he would hurt her. She whispered softly against his lips, “Thank you.”

The words ended on a hiss as Aiden fingered the opening of her anus. He spread her sticky moisture and massaged the stiff muscles patiently. He worried the tender tissue into pliancy before slowly sliding a finger into her. Tienna whimpered in Roth’s mouth. He fed her gentling words. “Relax, sweetheart.” His hands pulled her thighs higher against his sides, opening her further to the invasion behind.

The tip of Aiden’s cock was suddenly huge at her sensitive entrance. She cried out as he slipped the swollen tip in. Roth quickly squeezed his hand between their bodies and fingered her weeping clit. He rubbed the folds until he latched on to her tiny bud. Tienna moaned as he teased it into tautness.

Aiden used her distraction and slipped further in. Tienna froze. Her shout echoed through the dark woods. Aiden was panting hard against her nape. “Almost there, love. Just a little more.”

It was a lot more. She felt torn apart as he pushed the remainder of the way in. He held perfectly still, as did Roth. Tienna’s breath whistled out between her teeth. Her senses dipped and swayed even more alarmingly than when she’d been upside down. The burning around her impaled ass made her dizzy. She did not think she could bear anymore.

But Roth lifted his hips, and his cock pumped slowly. Aiden remained motionless as Roth picked up the pace. Moisture rushed to greet his plunging cock, and Tienna was once again overwhelmed by the tide of passion.

Her eyes widened as Aiden made his first move. It was extraordinary. It was amazing. Roth’s lips curved in a devilish grin. “Does my pet like being fucked by two cocks?”

His crude words flamed the fires of desire within her. She loved it. Words deserted her, so she pushed against Aiden in need. He did not disappoint. His arms corded at her sides as he thrust into her ass with long, even strokes. Roth held her hips slightly elevated to aid his own lusty hammering.

Tienna growled and sank her teeth into Roth’s shoulder. All sense of time and purpose slipped away. All that existed was need and fulfillment. She raced with them, like predators on a hunt. Their breaths and sweat mingled as they ground against each other selfishly. Each stroke of Roth’s cock in her pussy had Tienna’s lining contracting. Every plunge of Aiden’s savage thrusting had her ass burning with fever. She yelled her delight as they rammed into her welcoming body in unison. “Oh, God, yes!” As a violent climax overtook her, she marveled at the power of having two lovers, dual cocks serving her pleasure. Aiden’s growl was muted as he bit down on her back. His cock pulsed as he flooded her ass with his juices. Roth roared and slammed into her mercilessly. Her muscles milked him as he suddenly pulsated, feeding her greedy pussy more.

She drifted on the waves they provided, complete, replete. She was greedy. Because even as she felt their flaccid erections slip out of her heat and sleep nip at the edges of her consciousness, she knew she would want this every night. She curled in Roth’s strong embrace as he first cuddled her in a large coat and then carried her home. His strong male scent surrounded her, and together with Aiden’s husky whisper, they soothed her into the land of dreams.
“Good night, Tienna, my love.”

Chapter 8:

The Reckoning

With footsteps quickening, Tienna fairly breezed past the few peddlers who hoped to make a last sale of the day before the sun departed. She shook her head emphatically but distractedly as yet another plea was called her way.
Flowers
. That was the last thing she needed.

Like the first glorious night she had spent with her lovers, she had woken with the setting of the sun instead of its rising. Hope and dreams had strummed through her veins until a blast of anger had exploded within her, so hot and furious it had threatened to rupture her spleen.
Her heart. Hell no
. She had no intention of ever getting that delicate organ involved again. Of course, the source of the rage had been easy enough to pinpoint. She had known immediately that the heat that had churned in her belly had stemmed from Roth. His rage had a unique darkness to it, a void that had a catastrophic, engulfing effect on her senses. But it had taken a short trip down the hallway to find the reason for his lashing out. Roth was blustering against Aiden’s presence in her life.

Her appetite and future aspirations had fled as she had stood outside his study and listened. They were so submerged in pitting their aggrieved cocks against each other they had not even noticed her awakening. Threats had followed neatly at the heels of insults, and before she knew it she was racing for sanctuary. It was only a short while later that reality dawned on her with all the subtlety of a raging flash flood. She no longer had a place of sanctuary. She was a lone ship cast adrift in a storm, devoid of sails and now a crew.

If she felt torn apart before then, she was really stripped to bits now. Every new beginning came with a price, demanding an ending of something valuable in her life. The cost was tallying up to be far more than she could afford, than she could endure. Her family was lost to her. She had made the fateful choice between them and her mates. And as if that was not bad enough, she was now being forced into further choices. A part of her had already been cut away the day she’d fled her father’s side and decree, a traitor. But now she had to choose between her mates. She had been a fool believing they would come to an amicable understanding.
Damn fools
. That was what they were.
Selfish ingrates.

How many pieces of herself would she be called to sacrifice before this ordeal came to an end? Would she even be able to live with the leftover scraps that remained by the time she had finished hacking away chunks of herself? And to what end? By the time she had killed the part of herself that belonged to her family and bloodline pack and the part that belonged to a mate who she would surely lose, what would she be left with? Assuredly she would eventually resent the mate who proved to be the strongest, the fittest survivor. For the price tag he extracted for his conquering could never be redeemed. She was no fool. Roth and Aiden would come to blows again and perhaps the next time she would not be so fortunate. One of them would die.

Choices. Huh!
These had ceased to be choices a long time ago. Now they were all ultimatums with fatal consequences and life-altering and even life-ending results. Her father wished one mate dead, and each mate wished the other dead.
Good Lord!
How had her life taken this horrendous turn? Did anyone care what she wanted?
Of course not
. She was simply the prize, and inanimate souvenirs and polished trophies did not come with feelings or voices.

She cursed aloud, once again bringing undue attention to herself. Not caring about her slippers or even unladylike stomping, she kicked at a pebble, sending it scuttling along the cobblestone. The echo that it emitted made her pause suddenly. Emptiness surrounded her. More alarming, so did darkness. She stopped and peered back. How long had she been wandering, and just how far had she drifted? The dark alleyways stirred ominously as the night crawlers came out to ply their nefarious trade. It would not take long for the only signs of life to be cutthroats and drunken riffraff. Trepidation became a vile, consuming disease as it spread and infected her entire body. She moved with jerky, unsure anxiety. Would it be wiser to go back? She pondered shape-shifting. But while the streets were now emptier, they were not altogether deserted. The last thing she needed was to stir a panic and cause a nationwide wolf hunt should anyone spy her transformation.

She decided to remain in the streets, where the lamps had already been lit. As hard as she strained her eyes and ears, she detected no squealing wheels of hackneys. Her skirt crinkled beneath the crush of her fingers as a cold sweat dampened the cloth at her palms and spine.
Damn Roth and Aiden
. This was all their fault. And her father’s, as well, for placing undue stress on her shoulders. Her canines lengthened as she passed a darkened alleyway. While she was reluctant to change her shape, she had no qualms about tearing the throat out of anyone who attacked her. A female, be she lady or beast, had to protect herself.

Suddenly, like sweet music to her ears, she heard the soft clip clop of horse shoes against stone. She turned quickly to face the oncoming carriage. But as she spotted the black carriage, her eyes widened. That was no soft canter. In fact, billows of mist bellowed to the sides as the horses charged. And they raced straight at her. Tienna leapt to the side. Instinct took over her numbed limbs and panicked brain. She turned and sped into the safety of the dark alley.

Distractedly, she heard the carriage stop and lively footsteps replace the sound of hooves. Whoever that was, they were now pursuing her on foot. Suddenly even that sound changed. It became scratches and scrapes against cobble.
Claws
. No choice. She had to shift. But as she prepared to transform, between one leap and the next, a crushing weight fell onto her. And unlike the time when Roth had cornered her so, here there was no mercy. The breath left her as her head hit the unmerciful ground and pain roared through her skull.

Shaking her head slightly against the dull throb and threatening gray haziness, she vaguely made out two shapes shift into men. They pulled her up like a limp rag doll and dragged her out the alley. But just as the darkness of the night evaporated with the approach of the lit street, the darkness from within cloaked her mind. She barely recognized the crest engraved on the carriage into which she was being forced. No more than a breath left her lips, but her scream lashed out with the last consciousness of her mind.
“Roth. Aiden.”
And even as blackness claimed her, she knew she had just made a terrible mistake. That cry would bait the trap set for her lovers.