Two for Tamara (19 page)

Her eyes were dark with hunger as he cupped her breast in one hand while he kissed her like a starving man. His lips left her mouth to travel down her neck, replacing where his hand had been. He knelt at her feet, looking up to see Rafe held both her dusky nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She turned her head and captured Rafe in a heated kiss that sent more blood pounding into Vin’s already hard cock.

Tamara shivered beneath their touch.

At first he was worried of hurting or scaring her after her ordeal, but Tamara grabbed the back of his head, bringing him closer to the core of her.

The contrast of her soft mocha skin against their harder bodies still had the power to stun him with the fact that she welcomed them with open arms.

Vin could barely breathe. He used his hands to spread her legs wider for his and her pleasure. In short sharp laps, he had Tamara coming against his tongue, screaming his name as he lapped up her sweet cream.

He sat back on his haunches, hesitating for a moment.

Rafe swept her up and carried her to the large bed.

* * * *

Tamara smiled and slowly spread her legs. Rafe struggled not to come from watching her splay herself out for him. Damn, but he loved her. The gods must have gifted her with the hottest body ever given to a mortal.

He flipped her over onto her hands and knees. Brushing her hair back from her shoulder, she turned her head to face Vin. “Suck him,” he said in a guttural voice.

Still, he didn’t enter her until she’d taken all of Vin into her mouth. The relief on his best friend’s face showed he was enjoying their Fated immensely.

He synced their hearts so that their beats were in tune, instead of hammering, as his entire body burned for her. Tamara’s tongue dipped out to lick the slit of Vin’s cockhead.

Rafe felt the wetness between her thighs, then guided his own erection into his heaven. He was absolutely ready to blow from the sharing of all three of their sensations, but that was nothing compared to how he felt when she squeezed her inner muscles.

“Fuck me running. Don’t do that, woman, or this is over,” he panted.

Tamara hummed around Vin’s dick, and Rafe watched Vin’s eyes roll back in his head. Their girl wasn’t playing fair.

He leaned back and manifested a small dildo. Using his powers, he lubed her rear hole along with the dildo.

She looked back at him from the corner of her eye and met his eyes with raw hunger in her gaze. He called on all his willpower and then some not to orgasm.

Rafe eased the rubber cock into her rear passage in increments, until he had it seated in her to the hilt. He inhaled the sweet fragrance of Tamara and began to move, tunneling in and out in slow, easy strokes.

This was all he’d ever wanted in all his thousands of years. His Fated. She moved back, meeting him stroke for stroke, and continued to lick and suck Vin like her favorite treat.

“I’m going to come, baby,” Vin ran his hand lovingly over her head.

She hollowed out her jaws. The look of pleasure on Vin’s face mirrored Tamara’s. They all shared in his pleasure. When he’d finished, Vin pulled back, bent down, and kissed their woman, uncaring that he was tasting himself. All this he shared with Rafe through their link.

Tamara smiled and took Vin’s hand in hers. “Fuck me faster, harder, Rafe.”

Gods, yes.

He pressed his hips to hers and quickened his strokes, hitting the dildo with his pelvis on each forward thrust.

She squeezed the sheet beneath her in a tight fist, her ass slamming back toward him. An instant before he thought he was going to leave her behind, her body shuddered and spasmed.

When Rafe finally let himself come, he yelled out her name. He rolled them onto their side, remembering to remove the toy from her rear and clean them for easier sleeping. He was sure he could sleep for the next ten years.

With Tamara snuggled between them, he let sleep claim him.

* * * *

Rafe came awake to the realization that there were four heartbeats in their bedroom. Lucky for him he could see just as well in the dark as the day. Akra sat cross-legged on a table across the room, staring out at the morning sun.

He waved his hand over his sleeping mate to ensure she continued to sleep longer before making his way over to the demon.

Honestly, he had no clue why the woman was there or how long she’d been there. Yet, he felt strangely glad to know she…cared.

“Hello, Akra. To what do we owe this visit?”

She didn’t turn away from the view. “This is amazing. There is no changing of colors like there is here.”

He looked at the skyline. “Ah. This is the sunrise. As the day goes on it sets, and it’s then called sunset.”

“You know Cronus will not rest until he gets what he wants?”

Becoming accustomed to the way she jumped from subject to subject, Rafe nodded.

She gestured toward the windows. “How do you get used to this?”

How do you explain something that seemed normal to someone who had only ever seen darkness?

“We’ve seen things when Cronus had us hidden on Earth, but we were never allowed outside or to feel what it felt like to be…free. I don’t know if we are meant to be so.” She faced him with red-tinged eyes, eyes that were holding back tears.

He held his arms out and pulled the demon into his embrace. She was stiff in his hold for a few seconds. He worried she might take his actions as either violent, or sexual, but again Akra shocked him. She took a hiccupping breath and hugged him back. Hard.

“You and all the other ladies won’t have to face the unknown alone. We are all prepared to protect you and help you.” This should feel wrong, hugging a demon as if she were family. But that’s what she was. Family. “Did Max and Malcolm give all of you accommodations?”

She put some space between them. “Thank you for the…hug. And yes, he gave us all our own rooms, but we prefer to sleep together. Of course, Max smacked his twin when we told them this. Strange, them two.”

“Stick around, you’ll totally understand why Max hits his brother. So, you want to tell me why you are here and how you got inside?”

“Obviously you were too busy getting
busy
, you didn’t see to your security.” Shaking her head, she unfolded her legs. “And, I wanted to make sure the nympho gas had worn off.”

“The what?”

“That’s what we call it. Cronus uses it to get his”—she used air quotes—“‘unwilling guests’ in the mood.”

“That’s like date rape on steroids,” he grumbled.

“Yeah, only the guests are usually Hades’s castoffs. Don’t feel sorry for them. They are the scourge of the Earth who had been banished to Hell. Believe me, if they are there, they’ve done some terrible things to get there.”

“What would’ve happened had we not shown up when we did?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “I was going to knock her out and carry her out.”

He breathed easier.

“Okie dokie. Now that you are awake and aware your security measures were lacking, I can retire. Max said something about meeting with Zeus later.”

Oh goody. Not!

* * * *

Tamara waited until Akra left, loving Rafe even more for the compassion he showed her newest friend. She couldn’t wait for Selena to meet the demon woman.

“I know you’re awake.” Rafe strolled back to the bed, his voice barely above a whisper.

She opened her arms. “I love you so very much.”

Rafe slid in beside her, the pants he’d materialized when he’d gotten out of bed vanishing in a blink.

“Vin snores,” Rafe groused.

“So do you.”

“Hush, you two. I’m trying to sleep here.” Vin pulled Tamara half on top of him.

“Hey, you were supposed to be sleeping. It was my turn to cuddle.”

Vin snorted. “Then you should’ve been quieter.”

“Hush and spoon me.” Tamara yawned, looking behind her.

Tamara used some of her new powers to pull the darkening drapes to cover the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving the room in total darkness. With the sun rising, she wanted to hold off the coming day for a few more hours in the arms of her two men.

* * * *

She knew her time was coming. Even when she’d assumed she had a future, it had been as a human, not a…Tamara wasn’t sure what she was. Rafe and Vin, like the other Ravens, had been created by Zeus with DNA from the gods. Selena was the daughter of gods. Her new friends were demons, but she wasn’t sure what she was.

When her men left to meet with Zeus and the other guys she’d opted to stay back. She had to call her mom and the insurance company about her home. After reassuring her brothers, who had gone ape shit, she was now ready to go stir crazy herself.

“You’re going to pace a hole in the floor.”

Tamara spun to face Akra and the other demon girls. “How the hell did you get in here?”

Akra shook her head. “Come on, you need to get out of here, and your men gave us the okay to break you out.”

“And where might we go?” Tamara was already getting her shoes on.

She had to admit walking around the Power and Light district appealed to her. She pulled her long dark hair back in a high pony tail, slipped on a pair of flip flops, and was ready to go. The demon girls looked her up and down. “What?”

Akra opened her mouth and then pointed at her own outfit. “Do we look okay?”

It was the first time she noticed the women didn’t have leather from head to toe covering their amazing figures. Holy crap, they had amazing bodies. Usually Tamara was the amazon among the other women in a group. Standing with Akra and the other ladies, she fit in.

“Y’all look amazing.” And they did. With the glamour ability, the Ravens had made sure nothing that didn’t look human showed on the outward appearance of Akra and the other demon ladies. “Let’s go before I truly do wear a hole in the floor.”

The only person Tamara wished was there was Selena, but she understood why Max and Malcolm insisted she stayed on Olympus. At least until they knew more about the threat of Cronus. She would never want to endanger her best friend or the babies she carried.

Leaving King Towers, they walked down the busy sidewalks. A group of nine women who were almost, if not quite six feet tall tended to draw attention, and today was no different. They got many stares and wolf whistles. When Menka wanted to beat up a group of guys who had not only made obscene noises, but made a gesture she took offence to, Tamara and Akra had to drag the other girl off before the cops were called.

“Oh…my…gawd,” Tamara wheezed between laughs. “I think he peed his pants.” Still laughing, they made their way up to the Sprint Center.

“What a wanker,” Menka huffed. “If you can’t hang with the big dogs, he shoulda stayed with the pups.”

At her analogy, all the ladies started laughing even harder.

Ezra started barking like a dog with a deep bark, while some of the others pretended to whine like pups. To the people who passed them, they probably looked like a bunch of supermodels that’d either drank too much, or were high. Tamara was so grateful for their companionship she wouldn’t care if they’d run up to a tree and pretended to chase a cat.

Which was why they were unprepared for the attack that came, and how Cronus was able to get the upper hand against them. Tamara should’ve known better than to let her guard down, should’ve known her vision wasn’t wrong.

She didn’t fight the beast that wrapped his arms around her, knowing there was no use.

Cronus flashed them all inside what she knew to be the large circular Spring building. The only question was why?

Of course, the god was a bastard who didn’t answer to anyone, and the fact he’d easily kidnapped nine women in the middle of downtown Kansas City was a testament to his strength.

Tamara reached out with her mind to Rafe and Vin.

“I don’t think that’s very wise.” Cronus spoke directly behind her. His breath fanned her neck, sending chills down her spine.

“What is it that you want, Cronus?”

He sighed. “I want my son, and his brat, and the rest of the worthless beings on Olympus on their knees before me.”

With each word he spoke his voice got louder, shaking the windows of the center.

His greatest weakness was his vanity, which Tamara planned to use to her advantage. If she was going to die, and she knew there was no question of that, she planned to save Earth and her friends.

“You want all them to bow before you?” Tamara asked.

Cronus stepped from behind her, raking a long red claw down her throat. The sting from the cut burned, but she held the pain inside.

“You think you are tough?” he sneered.

She shook her head. “No, sir. I know you are so much more than I am. Heck, I’ve met your son, Zeus. And you are so much more of a man than he is.” Tamara made sure she projected nothing but honesty and sincerity in her voice. She heard the quick intake of breath from the demon women, and hoped they realized she was only stalling for time.

Tamara found the spiral that led her to Akra. “
I’m trying to make him believe me. To stall for time. He will kill all of us without mercy if we are lucky, or torture us first if we’re not. I just need to connect with Rafe and Vin, but he’s blocking me somehow.”

“I understand and will help you confuse him. I’ve passed this along to the others. They were confused and hurt. You need to wait until you see a light in your mind. That will be when he has let up on his block.”
Akra cut off the connection.

“Ah, and you, my pet. Did you think I’d let you get away from me?” Cronus strolled over to where Akra was being held by two large half man half beasts.

Tamara was amazed as Akra stared straight ahead when Cronus began popping the buttons off the white blouse the demon had on, never flinching even when he nicked the top of the other woman’s breasts with the razor-sharp talon. The bright red blood stained the white lace bra, and still Akra didn’t show any emotion.

“Do you like what you see, master?” Akra asked in a seductive purr.