The Purrfect Predicament (Australian Shifters) (9 page)

'You are the safest person on the planet with two shifter mates to protect you. And we don't just think you're our mate, we know you are our mate.'

His previous words drifted on her mind. It was a hell of a commitment to make to someone. "You really want this? Want me?"

"Sweetheart, you have no idea how badly we need you. What power you hold in your two little hands. Our Panthers know you are the one they need. The bond of mates is so strong we can never even look at another woman. Our lust and desires are and will always be for you."

Oh wow
.
How did someone respond to that?
Juniper always knew, if something sounded too good to be true, then it was.

A happy, normal life was all she ever wanted, but that was never going to happen. There was also the possibility if he ever found her, her men would pay the price,
he
would kill them, then shoot her, just like he had… Neil.

"I see doubt and fear in your eyes. Which I can understand, humans take a longer time adjusting to the idea. But…" His smile morphed into one of pure seduction. "We have forever to convince you of the truth."

Forever? Oh how she wished it to be true. But the future held all sorts of uncertainties.

Why couldn't she reach out and take what was offered, just for now? They wanted to give her comfort and sex. That she did want, as wicked as it was, with both brothers. They seemed to have no qualms in wanting to share her.

She turned, burying her face against Andy's naked chest, letting out a soft sigh as Andy's hand stroked down her naked back.

"Will you at least let us make love to you?" His tone was gentle, yet held a note of desperation. She had a feeling if she persisted with a no, they would back off.

Trust them.
"Yes," she murmured, feeling her cheeks flame. But should she tell them the truth? Would they reject her if they knew?

Andy's hand caught her chin, tilting her head back to meet his darkened gaze, blazing with passion. "Be sure, sweetheart, because when we start, we will both make love to you, not just me."

The sheer carnal desire blazing in his chocolate gaze washed away all hesitation. She reached up, stroking her hand along the side of his face. "I'm sure."

"Sure about what?" She turned in Andy's arms seeing Hamish stride into the bedroom, stopping at the foot of the bed. His gaze mirrored the heated desire in his twin's eyes, as they stared at her.

Her cheeks flamed, her stomach pitching as if she'd been caught with her hand in the biscuit jar.

"I love it when she blushes like that." Andy grinned, and ripped the covers from them both. She was completely naked. She gasped, but Andy grabbed her wrists before she could snatch the sheet.

"She's sure about letting us love her, isn't that right, sweetheart? So no more hiding this delicious body of yours…"

She watched Hamish's gaze leisurely move down her body and up again, his smile one of pure want. It made her burn hotter. "…and you, brother, are overdressed."

"Someone has to act responsible in this house or nothing would get done." Hamish swiftly removed his t-shirt, before going for his jeans.

"Oh, I'm wounded, hear that, sweetheart? He thinks I'm not responsible."

"I'm starting to agree with Hamish," she yelped as Andy nipped her shoulder in retaliation. She glared at him "Sadistic too."

Andy grinned and kissed the area he'd just nipped.

Hamish chuckled, stripping off his clothes and settling on the other side of the bed. Hamish reached for her breast, palming it in his hand.

"See, she's smart, as well as sexy."

"Only one way to deal with a traitor." Andy's eyes gleamed with mischief. He released her hand, sitting up and rolling to his knees. They were now both staring down at her flat on her back.

Her gaze lowered to their thick, long cocks pointed up and out towards her. Nerves and fear at their size, made her body quiver.

Hamish shifted, lying beside her. "Baby girl, don't be afraid, we're not going to hurt you." His hands moved over her skin, stroking her, palming her breast, before moving up to her throat, and moving her head to face him. He placed a soft kiss on her lips. "We'll always take the very best care of you. That I vow."

He kissed her again, slowly nipping at her lips, till she thought she would combust if she didn't get a firmer pressure.

She whimpered as Andy's hand caressed her outer thigh, parting her legs.

Her hands moved up to grip Hamish's shoulder. She had to tell them now or they would find out on their own.

Hamish raised his head. She looked into the depths of his brown eyes. "I'm a virgin," she blurted out.

Both men froze.

"But you said you had a boyfriend before?" Andy shifted again.

She trembled, suddenly wanting to cover herself. Her cheeks heated and tears pricked in her eyes.

"We never did anything but kiss. He was awkward and always made an excuse not to touch me."

"Well, that kind of makes sense, well no, not really. What red-blooded male would not want to touch you?" he said, his face thoughtful for a moment, before a wide grin spread across his face. "But now I'm grateful he didn't."

"Oh, honey." Hamish crooned, stroking back her short hair. His sexy smile melted a little more of her frozen heart.

"A virgin, that's the best fucking news since I bumped into you at that café. My mate is untouched."

"Mine too," Hamish growled at his brother.

Utterly confused, she struggled, wanting something to cover herself, to run and hide. But the brothers were quick to pin her back to the bed; Hamish on her left, Andy on her right. "Let me go!"

"Oh, baby girl, that's one thing we can never do now."

Confused, she stilled and looked up at him. His chocolate brown eyes smiled down at her. He reached up, tenderly stroking her face.

"Why, I don't understand? I…I thought men liked experienced women, not silly little virgins."

Andy chuckled. "Sweetheart, silly you're not, little compared to us, yes. But, haven't your books ever taught you men also love virgins. We're possessive idiots, when it boils down to it. It means we get to be your first…"

"… and only ones to have you," Hamish finished.

"We get to be the first one to touch and taste what no other man has." Andy's hand shifted to rest between her legs. "Mine." He breathed, softly nuzzling in at her throat.

Hamish lifted his head to meet Andy's gaze.

"You take her first, but I get first taste, since you licked her back in Sydney."

Hamish grinned, no apology or regret in his twin's eyes.

He gazed down at their prize, their one precious treasure. Leaning over her, he whispered near her ear, loving the way she shuddered in response.

"No one will ever touch you but us." He claimed her lips, spearing his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of her silken heat, until they were both breathless when he came up for air.

He glanced at her breasts begging to be touched, caressed, but as he lifted his hand he quickly changed his mind, and dipped his head lower, allowing his tongue first taste of her sweet pale breast, sucking the areola into his mouth, swirling his tongue over her taut right peak.

She arched her back, gasping, before exhaling a long moan of pleasure as Hamish moved in to take her left breast into his mouth.

Andy watched, enjoying her every little hitch of breath, moan and squeak. He understood that every touch, every expression was new for her. Her body was virgin territory for them to seek out and explore.

Hamish suckled like a starving babe, making Andy's mouth water. Goddess, he loved women's breasts, more specifically, Juniper's breasts. He knew they would taste dark and tangy. One taste would never be enough.

Hamish took as much of her mound into his mouth as he could before sucking, hard. She was writhing, moaning, as they both worked her breasts. He broke away, trailing his tongue down between her valley as Hamish moved up the column of her throat.

From the corner of Andy's eye, he saw Juniper's fingers curled into Hamish's hair, tugging him up, Hamish gave her what she wanted and meshed his lips against hers.

Andy focused back on tasting her sweet and salty skin. He kissed his way down, stopping to kiss the rounded scar, showing her he didn't care if it was there, before moving further to her soft rounded stomach. He skimmed his hands up and down savoring the feel of her soft pale skin. She had no idea what her full rounded hips and lush, shapely thighs did to him. A woman like this was made for holding on to and fucking long and hard, and now she would be theirs for the rest of their lives.

"You know why they call them love handles, sweetheart?" He glanced up at her with a mischievous grin, skimming his hands over the soft skin of her stomach and hips.

Through hooded, glazed eyes she glanced down at him in confusion. He didn't wait for her to question him. "Because I love to handle everything you have."

"Fuck, Bro, do you want her to smack you within an inch of your life or should I?" Hamish growled, rolled his eyes and grinned sheepishly at Juniper. "You see, what I have to put up with. My jokes are way better than his."

Her light giggle sent jolts into two directions, into his heart and stiffing his cock, making him so hard he could chisel her name into marble with it.

The thought that she was all theirs made him giddy with need, making his Panther purr in jubilation.

He slipped his fingers down through the light brown hairs of her mons. The sweet wafting smell of her desire and the evidence of it glistened on her lips as he parted them, letting his digits skim over the sides of her moist heat. But not actually touching her, he knew her nub would be swollen, begging for attention.

Her giggles turned into breathy moans of need; a need he would always see to.
Theirs
.

His dick ached with a painful need to sink deep into her and ride her hard, but she needed gentle care and not simply fucked like an animal.

He pushed her legs wide, settling himself between them. Hamish handed him a pillow, even though his mouth was again attached to her breast. He grabbed it and lifted her hips, shoving it under so her sex was open and begging to be tasted.

He licked his lips, almost salivating in anticipation of her taste.

Glancing up, he could see Hamish's hands roaming over parts of her body, while his mouth nipped and kissed other parts.

She is ours, our mate to please and pleasure,
and pleasure her they would.

Spread like a banquet, Andy gripped her hips, placed her legs over his shoulders, ran his fingers through her curls and breathed in her musky addicting scent. Mmmm, he was going to indeed savor this. His cat purred, wanting her cream as much as he did. He leaned in, letting his tongue flick out, swiping over her clit.

~ * ~

Juniper's hips jerked at the feeling of Andy's hot, wet tongue touching where no human tongue had ever been before. Hamish's strong arms kept her pinned while he teased and kept her breathless from his kisses and touch. He played with her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples between his calloused fingertips. Never in all her stories and fantasies could she have imagined the pure fire and pleasure between her legs.

She groaned low in her throat, her hips trying to move as Andy's tongue worked wicked magic over her clit, before he sucked it into his mouth. Oh God! It felt so good. She wanted it never to stop!

"Humm, best cream I've ever tasted." Andy's deep voice vibrated into her pussy. Her head spun. She was beyond thinking, moaning into Hamish's mouth as he plundered her lips again, pulling back, allowing her to draw in much needed oxygen.

"Relax, sweetheart, enjoy the talents of his tongue," Hamish whispered against her lips.

Oh God; understatement of the year! Wet heat swirled around before dipping against her core. She cried out as Andy's tongue pushed into her channel. Hamish kept stroking her skin and palming her breasts, keeping her immobile as Andy feasted on her.

She felt the intrusion of Andy's fingers, pushing into her tight pussy as his mouth continued to flick and suck at her clit. Every muscle in her body wound tighter and tighter, like a boa constrictor curling itself around her and tightening.

Gasping, she felt a slight burn when he pushed in a second thick digit.

"Oh, you are tight, sweetheart; we're definitely going to enjoy this." His finger twisted, pushing up into a spot Juniper had only ever read about. Her body started to shake.

~ * ~

"She's close." She barely registered Hamish's voice communicating with his brother. Andy pushed his fingers in and out in a fucking motion hitting that same spot over and over. When he lightly bit down on her clit, she screamed as the intense orgasm ripped through her like a blinding flash of light. Andy withdrew his fingers and started lapping up her cream like a cat, riding her through the orgasm. After what seemed an eternity, she started to come down. She struggled to bring her breathing under control.

"Another one, then she should be ready to take you."