Tigers Like It Hot (10 page)

“I can’t—you can’t—I’m too heavy.” She tried to lower her legs from his shoulders.

Gareth gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he continued to lap up her delicious cream.

She struggled for a moment before finally giving up. Her muscles drew tight. Her back arched and she tightened her thighs around his head.

Her scream was like music to his ears. He loved the sounds she made as her trembling legs squeezed his head tighter. He rolled his tongue, stabbing deep into her channel as she came. Reaching up, he grasped her clit, rolling it between his finger and thumb as she screamed through another release.

Grasping her legs, he gently lowered them, resting her feet on the floor. Mac lifted her limp form, cradling her in his arms he carried her to the bed and set her in the center before crawling over her and lowering his head to each succulent breast, in turn.

Jessi moaned, her head tossing on the thick, white comforter. She reached up, thrust her fingers through Mac’s hair and pulled him closer as she splayed her legs wide and arched her back.

The smooth, glistening skin of her nether flesh beckoned him. He licked his lips, already longing to taste her again. He shook his head to clear it. It was Mac’s turn to taste the wonder of her glorious flesh.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and thanked God for his gift, before turning his gaze to the beautiful woman sprawled across the bed waiting for his attention. Climbing onto the bed, he leaned over her, gripping her leg in his hand, he squeezed the soft flesh of her thigh. He loved the silky feel of her flesh, the coolness of her skin as the heat radiated from his hand, warming her. He leaned forward, taking the tip of a breast into his mouth. She moaned, the sound coming from deep within her chest.

Lifting his head, he glanced at Mac. “Taste her. Our mate is as exquisite, as fine, as aged champagne.

Mac suckled her breast strongly, slowly pulling his mouth from her breast until it sprang free with a loud pop. Gently, he touched her face and she opened her eyes, meeting his gaze.

“You’re so beautiful, Jessi. You’re heart is so pure, your taste so sweet.” He pressed his lips against hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers.

She moaned as Gareth suckled her breast, his fingers pulling and twisting her other nipple.

Mac ended their kiss, trailing his lips over the shell of her ear, down her throat to nip her collarbone. He moved lower still, to kiss the soft flesh beneath her breast, over the swell of her stomach to the curls at the apex of her thighs.

He moved between her legs, cupped her rear in his hands and lifted her to his mouth. Warm, wet velvet stroked her nether flesh, his tongue laved her clit and she stiffened, still sensitive from Gareth’s efforts.

It didn’t take long to reach another orgasm. A few strokes of his tongue, two fingers thrust deep inside her, curling upward toward her navel. A wave of pure sensation washed over her. White lighting shot through her mind, her blood as her body stiffened, her back arched and she screamed through another release.

He crawled back up her limp form, kissing his way over her body as she trembled beneath him.

Wasting no more time, Mac crawled between her legs, settling his warmth against her thighs. Their bodies pressed together, at a lovely point of contact. Skin to skin, the delicious touch of his erection rested against her nether flesh, as though ready to drive deep.

He paused, lifted himself up onto his elbow and gazed deep into her eyes. “You must be certain that this is what you want.” He leaned down and kissed her softly. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to let you go once we’ve consummated our relationship.”

“I want this. I’m sure I want this.” Lifting her hand, she rubbed the thick stubble on his cheek. “Almost all of my life I’ve wished that cat boys were real.” She smiled. “Now, I have two of my own. If you think I’m going to let you go, you’re crazy.”

Mac wasted no time. He shifted his hips and thrust hard and deep. He knew she was no virgin. She’d never kept that a secret. Jessi groaned as he thrust deep again and again.

Jessi lifted her hips, frantically meet him thrust for powerful thrust.

“Wrap your legs around me, love.” Mac leaned down and sucked the tip of her right breast into his mouth while Gareth suckled the left.

She threw her head back and fisted her hands in the thick duvet as he rammed himself deeper and deeper. “I’ll hurt your back if I do that.” She panted beneath him.

“Baby, I’m a shifter. I’m a tiger. I can lift you ten times at once and not injure my back.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Now, wrap your legs around my waist and hold on tight.”

With trepidation, Jessi wrapped her legs around his waist. It changed her position beneath him, the angle allowing him to thrust deeper still. Mindless pleasure overtook her. She lifted herself, using him as leverage. She tightened her legs with every deep thrust, pulling him deeper and deeper inside her.

Mac drove himself deep. Every powerful stroke rubbed her sensitive nerve endings, every thrust bringing her closer to another powerful orgasm.

It wasn’t until Gareth slid his hand between them, and his fingers unerringly stroked her clit that she came. She tilted her head back, her breath caught in her throat as wave after wave of pleasure burst through her.

Never before had she climaxed so much in one night. Never had any man cared enough to see to her pleasure so thoroughly. Exhausted and out of breath, Jessi pulled him to her as he finally reached his own climax. Warmth shot through her as he emptied himself deep inside her, bathing her womb with his seed.

“There, you see?” He asked before he kissed her softly. “You didn’t hurt me a bit.” He took a deep breath. “Though, one
could
say that you’ve worn me out.” He grinned.

Mac pulled out of her with a deep groan and rolled to the side. He lay on his back, his arm over his eyes.

Gareth pulled her to him, kissed her deep, his hand on her rear. “Can you take me now, or are you sore?” He kissed her again. “If you need to rest, you must say so. I can wait.”

“No.” She shook her head. “I want this. I want you, now.”

“You’re not sore?”

She shook her head. “No. I’m not sore,” she said with a smile. “Not yet, anyway. Would you care to try to make me that way?”

“I’d rather make you feel glorious, instead.”

Jessi grinned. “Well you’re welcome to try.”

He squeezed her rear and then gave it a light slap. “Roll over, love. I plan to fuck you in your beautiful ass.”

She rolled over without hesitation. This was one of the things she’d always loved about having two lovers. She didn’t know why, but she loved it when they went anal. Something about it felt so good, so different, so decadent and maybe just a little naughty. Jessi didn’t know what it was, she only knew that she liked it. A
lot.

Wriggling back, she pressed her rear against him. The hard length of his shaft rode in the cleft of her rear. He reached around her, his hands cupped her breasts, his fingers plucking hard at her nipples, sending darts of pure pleasure straight to her womb.

“Get on your knees, love.” Gareth’s voice was low, almost guttural, perhaps even a little feral as he rolled onto his feet, and rifled through the top drawer of the nightstand. “Rest your shoulders on the bed, your ass in the air and wait for me.”

He pulled a small bottle from the drawer, poured cool oil over her back hole and massaged it into her. One finger eased its way inside her, then two and finally three. He thrust his fingers in and out, scissoring them, readying her for the thickness of his hard cock.

Tendrils of delight sped through her as tiny bolts of lightning shot through her blood. She moaned. “Please, Gareth.”

He pulled his fingers from her back hole, paused to pressed a wet kiss in the small of her back and then positioned himself behind her. He settled back on his legs, the thick head of his cock pressed against her back hole.

One long, slow thrust pushed the thick head of his cock past the elastic outer ring of her anus. A slight, burning pain tore through her as he pressed deeper and deeper. She might have prepared herself for this, but her toys would never replace the sensation of a real man fucking deep into her. No matter how many times she pleasured herself, it would never be the same.

Gareth advanced slowly, perhaps too slowly.

Impatient, Jessi rocked back, thrusting her hips back against his, impaling herself on his thick shaft. She bit her lip and moaned. “Yes!” That was what she wanted, what she needed. His huge cock driving deep inside her, his strokes no longer slow and gentle, but hard and fast as she rammed her hips back into his over and over again.

Reaching around her hips, Gareth found her clit, his fingers expertly stroking the hard bud until she felt her muscles clamp down on him, milking his cock as she screamed through her fourth—or was it her fifth?—orgasm of the night.

Jessi collapsed on the bed with a low moan, finally spent. She didn’t know what mating entailed, but if that was it, it sure was something else. If that wasn’t it, God help her, because it just might kill her.

“Was that it?”

“Not quite, love.” Gareth kissed her shoulder. “There’s more, but that can wait until after we get back to the cascade.” He ran his hand down her arm, to her hip, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh of her thigh.

Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her tight against him, his flaccid cock riding the cleft of her rear.

Mac rolled over, scooting back, his back against her front. Jessi closed her eyes, reveling in the warmth they shared with her. She sighed, never having felt so cherished in her life.

“I love you, my mate.” Gareth breathed the words against her neck. Her skin pebbled when the moist heat of his breath caressed her ear.

I love you, too, Jessi,” Mac said, his voice weary. He grasped her hand, held it over his stomach and laced his fingers with hers.

She sighed with contentment. Her heart full to bursting as her two lovers held her between them. Jessi bit her lip. She wanted to return the declaration, but wasn’t certain she was ready to do so.

“It’s okay, love.” Mac patted her hand.

“It’s fine, sweetheart.” Gareth kissed her shoulder, again. “We know your mind has it’s human limitations and we can wait. Just keep your mind open and stay here with us. Together we can overcome everything.”

Again, Jessi relaxed and closed her eyes. “I do like you two.” She smiled against Mac’s back. “A lot.”

She might not be able to tell them she loved them just yet, but she could give them as much as she could.

“That’s a start, my mate.” Gareth rested his hand against her stomach. “A start is more than what we had two days ago.”

Jessi supposed it was. With a smile, she snuggled deeper within their embrace and intended to let her dreams take her away, until she realized that that her reality was much better than any dream she could ever have.

Jessi woke to the feel of her men pressing against her, each of them kissing her shoulders, laving her ears. Warm hands cupped her breasts, strong fingers twisted her nipples sending darts of pleasure-pain straight to her womb.

In the four days that had passed since they first consummated their relationship, the men had awakened Jessi the same wonderful way.

With one pressed to her front, and the other to her rear, they managed to bring every one of her fantasies to life.

Mac leaned down, his hot mouth closing over her nipple while Gareth pressed the hard length of his cock against the cleft of her rear. Maybe this time they would take her at the same time.

Every morning, they told her that they wanted to prepare her first. If they waited much longer, the wait just might kill her.

Mac slid his hand over the swell of her belly, over her thighs and between her legs. She shifted slightly, giving him more room as his expert fingers unerringly found her clit and stroked the tight bud.

Gareth reached down, pressing oiled fingers into her back hole and she moaned. Perhaps this
was
it.

Jessi bit her lip, her eyes squeezed tight as Mac brought her closer and closer to the edge. Gareth, pressed his fingers deep into her ass while Mac continued to expertly stroke her clit. It didn’t take long for her climax to overtake her. She cried out, her body arched, stiffening as intense pleasure washed over her again and again.

Mac rolled onto his back, taking her with him. Using his immense shifter strength, he grasped her hips and lifted her up, slowly lowering her over the hard length of his cock.

Sitting up, Jessi rested her hands on Mac’s chest as she bobbed over him. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. Nothing in the world felt as good as having one of her men inside her.

“Lean forward, baby.” Gareth pressed her gently between her shoulder blades.

Gladly, she fell forward, a smile on her lips. This was what she’d been waiting for. They might not mate her now, but at least they would finally give her what she needed.

“Mac and I thought that perhaps returning to your home would be easier if we were your mates in truth.”

“Yes,” Mac agreed as he lifted her hips and pulled her back down with a force that should have rattled her teeth. It made her moan, instead.

“We thought it would give you the confidence you need to face those who have hurt you.”

Tears burned the back of her throat. “You already have. Your love has made me a different woman.” She smiled down at him. “And I love you both for that, more than I could possibly express.”

“We love you, too, baby.” Gareth leaned down and kissed her right ass cheek, then her left and finally, the small of her back. “Are you ready?”

“Yes.” Jessi nodded. “I’ve been ready since the day we met.” She chuckled. “Though I know I told you different from the start.”

“I’m glad you made us work to win you at least a little bit.” Mac leaned up and kissed her passionately.

“You’ll feel a little pressure, and probably a little pain,” Gareth said from behind her as he pressed the head of his cock against her back hole.”