Not Bad for an Amateur (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

Doris was an attractive fiftyish woman. In the twins’ younger years she had made a few pleasant memories with them. It had been a win-win situation for the people involved. The twins were all puffed up from tapping an older woman and the older woman enjoyed the flattering attentions of not one but two of the sexiest men in the county.

Jim tried to cop a feel while Doris stood next to the booth. She swatted his hand while blushing becomingly. “That’s not your playground, young man.”

Seven years ago Doris had married Oscar, the owner of the lumberyard. He was a big man with a big heart, and from the smile on her face most of the time, those were not the only things big on good old Oscar. She sashayed back to her kitchen to sear the steaks and slice the cherry pie that Joel had ordered with a wink.

Joel was hungry and made no effort to use too many manners when Doris brought out those bloody, barely warm steaks. He cut himself a nice big chunk of meat and savored the flavors as they exploded over his taste buds. He groaned loudly, catching the attention of the cook. “Doris, I swear if you weren’t so attached to that big old boy Oscar, I would take you back to my place and keep you barefoot so you couldn’t get away again.”

Jim began making choking noises and stood up. He tried to cough, and Joel could see that his twin was in need of help, so he got up and gave him a brotherly hug Heimlich-style and watched the wad of meat fly over the chair to land in Joel’s iced tea. Jim kept waving toward the window as he tried to catch his breath, and as soon as his airway was cleared he took off out the door like the hellhounds were after him.

Joel looked at his steak with regret and tossed a fifty on the table for Doris then followed his twin. Jim was already inside his office by the time Joel noticed the little red Mustang. Wasn’t that the kind of car Jim told him Lily drove? No wonder Jim started acting like his house was on fire. There was a fire all right, just not a fire made of burning wood.

When Joel entered the office, he had to laugh. Jim, the big bad wolf, was being lectured by the prettiest little female he had seen in…Hell, he hadn’t seen anyone as pretty as she was. Jim was trying to take her into his arms, and she was trying to push him back by shoving at his wide chest with both hands.

“I told you I didn’t come here for that, you big oaf. I don’t care if you do smell terrific. You need to listen to me. I came across some information concerning your pack or clan or band of merry men, whatever you call yourselves.” Jim was not letting up. He leaned his head down for a kiss, and she stomped the top of his foot. “I told you I wasn’t here for that. Will you just listen to me for a few minutes? I can show you what I have.”

He rubbed the top of his foot through his sneaker. Jim kept his eyes on her. She was here, and it didn’t matter to him if the entire world was about to come crashing down on his head. He was primed and ready to have her. “You can show me everything you have, darlin’, but first things first, look behind you.” He nodded in the direction of his twin, and when she glanced back, her mouth dropped open. Jim moved in while she was assimilating the truth that there were actually two of them. Jim hauled her up into his thickly muscled arms until her feet were off the floor and his lips were attached to her neck.

Danny Morgan came into the office from the back, and Jim growled in warning to the male. The young man looked up and saw the twin Alphas looking and acting in an aggressive manner toward him and turned back to where he had come. No way was he going to get his ass handed to him by either of those men, even if he had to take the coward’s way out. He was no fool.

Joel smiled at the sight of Lily dangling in his brother’s arms. She looked good enough to eat and smelled delicious. He hadn’t realized that he was moving until he was plastered against her back with his hands cupping her full breasts. “Hi, I’m Joel,” he said as his hands worked the buttons on her blouse out of their holes and he pulled her bra down to access her hard nipples.

Lily was being crushed between the behemoths and felt her body begin to ready itself to receive the male, or males if they had their way. During the drive over, she rationalized that this information was too important to send via internet or mail carrier. Her plan was to show Jim Logan the information that Fensile Corporation had gathered on the wolf populations of each state. The deliberate use of were blood that Fensile lost track of and the information on where and how three were men had been captured was also in the files that she brought.

She could barely think. Four hands were traveling over her body in her private spots, and she was just hanging there in between them like she was the meat and they were bread. She wanted to give in and let them have their way, and she wanted to cuff both of them upside their heads and force them to listen to her. First the information, and then she might give into the dreams she had been having, making them reality.

This week her entire body was feeling itcy. She admitted to herself that if she got the chance, she planned to entice Jim Logan into having sex with her. Her body was driving her crazy with the need to fuck the man that left his scent embedded inside of her brain. Now that he was standing in front of her, the cream leaking from her pussy soaked her panties with just the sight of the man. Men, she corrected her overstimulated brain. Remember? There are two of them. Both men smelled divine.

Lily had to take a step back and clear her head before she started to rip the shirts off of the men. There was nowhere for her to go the way they had her pinned between them.
Calm down, girl, give
the information to them first. Screw your brains out afterwards.

The information was important to every were person in every state, but how she was going to fight her way from the sensual fog they were inducing was beyond her capabilities at the moment. The scent of these men was driving her senses into overdrive.

Jim heard a car door slamming and high-pitched children’s voices gradually pulled the trio apart. All three were breathing heavily.

Jim knew he was in no shape to deal with a family complete with the large, hairy, mixed-breed dog jumping from the minivan’s sliding door. He pulled Lily through the rear entrance of the office and shouted for Danny until the young man showed his speckled face. “We have incoming, and they have a dog. Make sure they know the rules about the dog and put them close to the office, maybe in cabin four. It has three bedrooms and plenty of extras for a family.”

Jim kept his hold on Lily’s hand as he pulled her out of the back door. Joel was close behind them. She found herself tossed into the cab of a huge, tan-colored, double-cab Ram truck. Joel crowded her into the seat so she was between the men, but since the seat was roomy there was plenty of room for both of them if she sat on one hip. While Jim got inside the truck and started it up, Joel lifted her onto his lap and fastened the seatbelt around them. It was a very tight fit, and Lily was squashed, but Joel said nothing as he took her lips in a kiss that curled her toes and had her moaning for more by the time he came up for air.

Lily’s blouse was still open, and her breasts still hanging over the top of her bra. Jim kept one eye on the road and one on those plump beauties. He stretched a hand over to take the tip of her right breast in his fingers and rolled the small bud between them. The truck hit a rough patch of road, and he tightened his fingers as they all bounced a little, and Lily’s whimper was music to his ears. He caught a glimpse of Joel’s hand disappearing under the hem of her short skirt and moaned.

Joel had her lips locked with his, and one hand was tormenting her left breast while his brother’s fingers pinched and rolled the other one. Joel let his free hand travel under the little skirt and found the lacy panties covering her mound. “Oh, brother, she is soaked.” He trailed his lips over her collarbone, telling her how happy he was to know that she was getting ready for his thick cock.

“I’m sorry we haven’t met and gotten to know one another yet, but you know I will have to do that later. I have been waiting for you for six months to come back to us. I have been suffering with a terminal case of sexual need ever since I caught your scent around a cavern. I have been hard all this time you have been away, and I have to have you or go insane. I am barely hanging on right now, so please don’t wiggle so much or I will pull that skirt up and sink inside you before we get to the house.”

Jim almost missed the vehicle following them. If he hadn’t caught the bright light bouncing off the windshield of the vehicle, he might have led them back to the compound. “Brother, button up our mate. We have company coming up fast, and they don’t look like the friendly sort.”

Lily’s blood stopped in her veins. She struggled to put her breasts back into their snug cups, and buttoning her blouse with shaking fingers was not as easy it should have been. “I tried to tell you guys, I tried and you wouldn’t listen to me and now I am going to die because you wouldn’t listen. No, you were too damn busy trying to satisfy your base needs and ignoring my warnings because you ‘knew best.’ Damn men. I told you it was important. A company named Fensile Corporation has identified several areas populated with wolves and has a bounty on any unusual wolf or man that looks like a wolf or might act like one when the moon is full. Two of the hunters are shifters themselves, but the people at Fensile don’t know that. They have to be shifters. No one else could get that close to know who one was and where to find them.”

Jim took his eyes off the road and looked at her for a long minute. “Darlin’, if I was as ego driven as you think I am right now, I would laugh at your accusations. No were in his right mind would hunt and kill another were. If he were caught it would not only bring his own death but the death of his entire pack if they know what he is up to. But since you say you have the proof, then I am going to hear you out and look at what you have. Then when we have the time your little ass is going to be ours.” Jim was not really surprised at her revelations. He had been expecting a traitor but thought it was one of the human variety, not a were, and definitely not two weres or more for crissakes.

Lily wasn’t finished, but right now Joel had her sitting on the floorboard between his powerful thighs, and she watched as he reached into the backseat for a big rifle. It had a scope attached and in his hands the thing looked like it was part of him.

He watched the rearview mirror on his side and saw the smaller truck coming up fast on their rear. “Damn, I can’t make out the model of the truck, but the driver seems to be doing a lot of work just keeping the thing on the road. If you are planning on playing bumper cars with them, now is a real good time to do it. It might take out the driver, but he has at least one passenger eager to meet and greet us.”

One of Joel’s hands came down on the back of Lily’s neck, and it began a slow massage. His fingers were so long that they circled half of her neck. His thumb rubbed the skin just below her ear and those warm fingers stroked the cords in her neck absently. She loved the feeling of his hand and nuzzled her cheek into his palm. When a finger traced her lips she didn’t bother trying to resist the urge to open her lips and suck the thick digit into her moist mouth.

When she felt his thighs tighten on her shoulders, she knew things were about to get rough, so she grabbed his thighs with her arms curling under them. Her nails were digging into his thighs through the thick denim.

“Hang on, baby, this is going to get a little bumpy.” Joel wrapped his leg around Lily and locked the other one down to the floorboard past her knees. He refastened the seat belt and put his hand on her shoulder, holding her loosely. “When you feel the impact, just let me take your weight. And when I get out of the truck, you stay put. Do you understand me?” He felt her nod and hoped he could trust her to do as he said. Looking to the mirror again, he heard his brother’s voice in his head saying to “hold on, it’s time to party.” Joel nodded and waited for the slam of their brakes and the impact of the smaller truck riding on their bumper.

Joel watched the smaller truck ram into the rear bumper of the big truck. It looked like a television show crash as the little truck ran directly into the solid metal of the ram’s bumper, almost slicing the cab in two. Joel was ready, and as soon as they stopped, he jumped out of the truck with the rifle at his shoulder pointed to the wrecked truck. He waited for movement coming from the vehicle’s occupants. Jim was on the driver’s side with the shotgun at his waist.

“Come on out, we have guns on you, and if you so much as fucking twitch, you are dead motherfuckers.” The sound of pain was low, but Joel could hear it. The smell of blood was strong, but he knew better than to drop his guard. Men with mortal wounds still could shoot a gun and kill someone else. “I told you to show yourselves, if I don’t see some movement I will tell my brother here to pull the truck away and shoot into your gas tank then we won’t have to think about you again. You will just be a black spot in the fucking road. Get your asses out of there
now
.”

The thunk of a foot kicking the driver’s side door was the first noise. The cursing and continued thunk, thunk finally pushed the door open enough for Jim to see a man’s leg fall out. “That’s right, sunshine, now let’s see that pretty face and those delicate hands of yours. You have about four seconds before I do something mean.” The other leg fell out. The man’s body slowly slid out, grunting and groaning all the while.

“I am going to warn you again before you do something dumb. Drop the weapon before you try something stupid and I have to do something smart.” The man finally squirmed out of the door and lay on the ground, bleeding from a cut over his eyes and one arm was visibly broken with the bone sticking out of the skin.