Authors: Diane Taylor
She laughed. “Which sounds typical for all of them. Lemme guess. Logan and Michelle are spending it together and The Twins are going their separate ways for a while.”
At Daria’s shocked expression, David put a hand on her shoulder. “She’s learned from the best, Daria. You work with a team long enough, you can actually predict what’s going to happen.” He winked at his daughter. “Just like I know you’re going back to Scotland to keep those two men out of trouble, not just because of business.”
“Dad…” She groaned. “You make me sound like I’m sneaking off to...” She shut her mouth with an audible snap. “Never mind.”
Laughing, David and Daria leaned into each other and shared a brief kiss.
Carmen waved a hand over her eyes. “I’m blind! I’m blind! Daria, shut off the camera before my brain explodes. Visuals like this are something I don’t need to see.”
“Okay, Carmen. You go enjoy your much needed rest and here’s a hint.” She leaned towards the camera and mock whispered, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. And if you do, don’t get caught.” She winked. “If you do get caught, have an alibi and deny everything.” With those words of wisdom, Daria hit the disconnect button.
******
She stood at the top of a snow capped hill above Sean’s mansion. Her entire body quivered with the need to just walk through the front door and drag those two men into the nearest bedroom and fuck them silly. The urge was so painful, she almost called them up to tell them to get naked. Instead, she had hiked up to the top of the hill with her snowboard and was about to make the grandest entrance of her life.
After going to sleep a week ago, her dreams had been plagued with both men rubbing their naked bodies over her, teasing and tormenting her. Even now, Carmen could feel their fingers touching places under her clothes, making her wet. Growling in frustration, she locked her feet on the board and kicked off. The snow covered hillside was pristine except for the tracks where she’d hiked out from the Red Aurochs for this little suprise.
As she gained speed, cold wind helped, but it wasn’t enough to cool her off completely. The closer she got to the mansion, the tension inside her mounted. She maneuvered around trees, she feeling as if someone had slid a nice hard cock into her. With each twitch of her muscles and each turn, it thrust deeper into her, rubbing up against the secret places inside, making her moan. As she went low on the board, a second cock slipped into her from behind, filling both holes, causing her to scream in pleasure as she worked her way around the snow line, down towards the wall, and the ramp she had built there.
Soon, Carmen started bouncing as the invisible cocks began thrusting into her. Harder and faster, until her trip down the hill was awash in a bliss of pleasure and narrow misses with trees. The tension built until the exact moment she hit the ramp and exploded upwards. The adrenaline rush, combined with the invisible cocks thrusting deeply into her, triggered a massive orgasm had her screaming her release to the skies. Grabbing the edge of the snowboard for balance, she arched herself to the sky.
Unfortunately, everything which goes up, has to come down. And down she came, making an almost perfect landing in the courtyard. Almost, because of the stone caught the edge of her board and sent her slamming into the ice and cobblestones of the walkway. Her left leg gave out with an audible
snap
of the lower leg bone. Pain and fading pleasure produced one unexpected bonus. She was unconscious before she started to scream.
*****
Hours later, Carmen was blessedly naked and tucked into bed with a couple equally naked men, one on either side of her. They had been responsible for the psychic sex and largely the reason why her left leg was in a cast from hip to foot. Seems not only was her shin bone broken, her femur got cracked in the process. Through the haze of painkillers, she looked at them. “Do either of you actually know how stunning you both look together? And you’re all mine.”
Duncan raised up onto one elbow. “Really?” The only hints he still retained his shape shifting abilities were the slightly elongated teeth and the kitty cat eyes, something about changing forms too many times. “I thought it was you who was special and stunning.” He looked at the cast and chuckled.
“
You know, you could just shift and heal it instantly.”
Sean nibbled on her shoulder. “Let's just not do the shifting thing until she's fully able to do it right. Besides,” A wicked glint brightened his own feline eyes, “We get you all to ourselves to pamper and take care of until the cast comes off.”
Carmen ignored the heat pooling in her middle and glanced at the two men. “Speaking of shape shifting, I believe you two owe me an explanation.”
Duncan opened his mouth, but Sean beat him to
it, “Shape shifters have been around for many
years, but the bloodline is so extremely rare, generations can pass before a full shifter is born. Duncan and I were best friends and, because he was able to shift and I wasn’t, we were kept apart by our community. Something about not trusting Duncan not to go feral was the usual excuse.”
Duncan took up the story, “They did a C-section on my mother when I was born because father learned of her heritage and beat her severely. The trauma forced the change on me inside the womb.” He hung his head, “She died giving me a name and a legacy I never wanted.”
Carmen wrapped an arm around both men and hugged them. “I take it the father didn’t go unpunished?”
They both laughed. “Ever see an angry shifter community go after an abuser? By the time they were done with him, the law enforcement people had no trouble arresting him for any number of crimes. I believe he is still doing time in an Indonesian prison.” Duncan grinned.
Sean sighed, “What our elders didn’t expect was the telepathic bond between the two of us. We were separate, but never apart. He would sneak into my bedroom at night and show me how he changed forms.” He shook his head. “Unfortunately, we were caught and I was sent off to a set of foster parents in the States. They knew of my heritage and took great pains to remind me how much of a freak I really was.”
Carmen kissed Sean. “You are not a freak, any more than I am.”
Duncan smiled, “Well, they didn’t expect me to take off at the same time. In tiger form, I roamed the jungles and mountains of the region.” He paused and shrugged, “I also walked through the bazaars and cities as well so I could know what it was like to be human. It was all good until the poachers trespassed in the jungle.”
She looked at them both and arched an eyebrow, “The ‘Accident’?”
Sean nodded. “Yeah. Apparently the village, to celebrate some odd event, went out en masse as tigers... straight into a killing zone.”
Duncan patted his arm, “I found them too late to save any of them. I lost myself in my own feline form and hid in the bushes. Unfortunately, I did my hiding a bit too well. When the poachers were taken off and Sean found me, the wildness of my cat form reacted to the human and... well” He indicated, Sean’s face.
“I managed to keep Duncan from being killed outright by my guide because I managed to get him calmed down mentally. Unfortunately, the deed was done and I had to do some very fast talking to get my best friend out of trouble and safely tucked away.” He scratched the scars. “Thing is, when in tiger or half tiger form, we are like a virus. Our saliva, and the secretions in our claws will act as a transfer point for the shifting gene to be given to the victim.”
Now Carmen was beginning to understand a few things. “So this is the reason why you told me to lower my eyes when I got angry and told me about my kitty cat eyes.” She let go of Duncan and blipped Sean in the nose with a finger. “Lemme guess, the turkish bath in San Francisco? I distinctly remember two sets of very sharp teeth.”
They both nodded. Sean blushed, “We sort of got a bit carried away. We had meant to explain it to you afterwards and apologize, but...”
Carmen nodded, “Yeah, the phone rang.” She sighed. “So, who all knows about this and what can I expect from being a shape shifter?”
Duncan smiled, “Enhanced strength, faster healing, better eyesight and your hearing will improve. If it gets too much just think about turning down the dial when it comes to your hearing. Drawbacks are, you can’t go near catnip.” He laughed when she hit him with a pillow. “You’ll be craving more meat, the bloodier the better. As for caffeine and chocolate? I don’t know about you but I’d go nuts if I couldn’t have my White mocha java grande in the morning.”
Sean laughed. “You’ll also have to keep a tight reign on your emotions for a while until you get the hang of it. Strong emotions tend to bring out the tiger and it would be very bad for business
if you poofed into tiger form during a job.”
Carmen nodded, her thoughts getting fuzzier as the drugs began to take over, “I have to ask this one last question. Can I tell my team, and I know David Marshall will want an explanation as well.”
Sean looked confused, “David Marshall?”
She grinned, “My dad.”
Duncan smiled, “You’d better tell your dad and your team because we know they can keep the secret.”
Sean smiled, “Yeah, well, we have to tell her dad. I dunno about you, but I’d rather not have the man after my hide for any reason. His team is just downright scary.”
Carmen laughed, “They are definitely scary good. He trained the entire team, and I ran them ragged because they needed to know how danger can come in attractive packages. As a teenager, Dad always took me down to the training grounds and let me give them lessons in how to not get killed by
cuteness
.” A huge yawn caught up with her as her eyes started to close, “Enough for now guys, I’m about done in.
Kiss me you fools and let’s get some sleep.” She pulled them close, planting kisses on each one of them.
They both leaned down to kiss either side of her cheeks. Two midn voices reached out to her.
“We love you, Carmen Marshall”
“I love you both as well and I have a feeling this will become a purr…fect relationship.” Her words slurred slightly, but the message got through.
Laughing, Sean beat Duncan to the punch and claimed her lips in a soul searing kiss which left her breathless.
Duncan followed up with one of his own and, together, they curled up against her, flesh to flesh. In this manner, they slowly drifted off to sleep, each knowing they would be together, forever.
At the foot of the bed, a white tiger cub uncurled from his warm spot, looked over at a corner where a ghostly feline form sat. Both cats dropped their jaws in Cheshire Cat smiles, before the ghost disappeared and the cub went back to sleep.
The End