3#Unlikely Mates: BBW Shifter/Vampire Romance (Their Everything) (9 page)

She
noticed how the males exchanged concerned glances with one another.

“It
had nothing to do with you,” Ross growled, sounding fierce. If she didn’t know
him, she would be afraid but she knew that he meant her no harm.

She
shook her head. “You can’t possibly know that.” She sniffed, trying hard to
keep from crying more.

“We
know”—Rushe said, cupping her cheek with his big, calloused hand—“because you
are perfect and wonderful. Your parents are the ones with the problem.”

She
pushed back the tears that threatened to fall.

“What
he said.” Ross pushed Rushe’s hand away, cupping her cheek with his own. “We
mean it. It doesn’t matter which one of us you choose. Neither of us would ever
leave you, sweetheart. Forever is something us non-humans do really well.”

“I
don’t know what to say.” She licked her lips.

“Just
agree to date us,” Ross said.

“Yeah…please
just agree to that one little request.” Rushe smiled at her, his eyes twinkled.

“I
don’t know if…” She chewed on her lip. She wanted to date them, she just didn’t
know how in the hell she was going to choose. Although everything they had said
made sense. It may even be true. Her whole ‘parents not really giving a shit
about her’ thing had probably screwed up her ability to form lasting
relationships, but how did she stop the pattern from repeating itself? She
wasn’t so sure that she could.

“Just
say yes, honey…please.” Rushe’s already vivid blue eyes seemed to be glowing.

“Your
eyes glow all the time.” She whispered, mesmerized in their depths.

“My
wolf is very close to the surface. He is very dominant. My beast wants you to
say yes. My eyes are glowing because he is asserting himself, trying to get me
to fight harder so that you’ll agree.”

“I’m
still thinking about it.” She smiled at both of them.

“We
have ways to make you agree.” Ross said, his gaze dropping to her breasts.

“Methods
we will save for another time,” Rushe growled at Ross.

Ross
nodded. “You are right, wolf, another time, Becky.” His eyes darkened.

“Can
I get you something to drink?” Rushe asked, drawing her attention back to him.

She
shook her head.

“Something
to eat?” He leaned in a bit closer.

Becky
shook her head again.

“I
could eat,” Ross growled.

“Don’t
you fucking dare,” Rushe snarled. “About that. What are you going to do about
that little food problem you have?”

Ross
grinned. “I wasn’t talking about blood.” His eyes dropped to her thighs and the
air seized in her lungs.

“Not
right now,” Rushe warned. His whole body tightened. Muscles bulged and popped.

Ross
made a sound of agreement. “I’ll get by for a couple of days, without blood
that is. I’m sure I’ll come up with something.”

Becky
clutched her hands to her throat. “Oh no, you don’t.”

Ross
shrugged again. “There’s always that girl at the diner then.”

Her
blood hit boiling point in an instant. “You can’t mean that.” She tried hard to
keep ahold of her emotions.

Ross
shook his head. “No, I like it when you go all jealous on me though.”

She
gasped, getting ready to hit him but Ross chuckled while moving away from her
strike zone. He turned serious. “I will need to drink from someone at some
point and I would like very much for that someone to be you.”

Both
options did not work for her so she nodded instead. “I’ll have to think about
it.”

“You
drinking from Becky was not a part of our deal, it’s something we will need to
discuss.” Rushe sounded tense; his eyes were firmly on Ross. “Not right now
though.” He glanced at her and his eyes softened as he did. Rushe used the pad
of his thumb to trace her jaw. “Lie back down, honey. You need some rest.”

The
thought of being touched again by both of these males did weird things to her insides
but after such a shocking day, Rushe was right, she was feeling exhausted.
Becky did as he said and lay down, putting her hand under her pillow as she
curled up in her favorite position.

They
both put their arms around her.

It
felt freaking amazing.

They
flanked her on either side. Ross in front of her and Rushe pressed up behind
her. Both of their delicious, purely male scents enveloped her. She didn’t
think it possible, given the situation, but it didn’t take her long to relax.
She had never felt more secure, more safe, than in this moment.

It
was morning when Becky woke up. From the bright rays of sunlight that shone in
through the gaps in her curtains, she could tell that it was quite late
already. She was alone. For a second she panicked thinking that Rushe and Ross
had left, making good on their word from the night before. Then she heard
clangs and bangs coming from the kitchen. There was even the odd curse word
thrown in there from time to time. On a sigh of relief, she realized that they
were both still there.

Wait
just a freaking minute.

She
was supposed to want them out of her life. She shouldn’t be this happy that
they were still in her apartment. Yet, she couldn’t help but to smile. Looking
down, she noticed that she was still in her rumpled clothes from the day
before. She had obviously been more tired than she had realized. There was a
seriously gross taste in her mouth which reminded her that she hadn’t even
brushed her teeth yesterday before going to bed. One thing was for sure though,
she’d never slept so soundly.

Becky
scrambled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Hopefully, she would manage a
shower and a change of clothes before the boys came back.

She
showered and brushed her teeth all at the same time. Soaped up her body and her
hair. After a very quick rinse of all of the above, she stepped out of the shower
and grabbed a towel. Becky barely managed to get the water off of her body when
she heard voices coming down the hall. She grabbed her robe out of her closet
and pulled it on and was still knotting the tie as Rushe walked into the
bedroom.

His
eyes instantly heated as he caught sight of her. He even fumbled with the tray
he was holding managing to catch it as is it almost fell from his hands. “Fuck,
you look amazing...” Then he squared his shoulders and cleared his throat. “I
mean, good morning. Please get back in bed.” He gestured with his eyes towards
her mattress.

Ross
came in behind him, he had a juice in one hand and a mug of coffee in the
other. His eyes darkened, he made a low growling sound deep in his throat. By
now she had come to recognize the sounds and signs of arousal on both of them.
She didn’t need to look down to know that they would both be hard and ready.

Her
body instantly reacted. Still damp from the shower, her hair wet. Her robe
would be clinging to her curves in all the right places. Trying to avoid a
fight, she did exactly what Rushe had asked and quickly moved back to the bed.
Careful to avoid flashing them, she slid under the covers while making sure
that her robe was properly closed.
Oh shit!
When she looked down, she
saw that her nipples were as hard as little pebbles pushing up against the thin
fabric that barely covered her.

She
tried to keep her breathing normal. Tried even harder to keep her heart from
racing. Crikey freaking Moses it hadn’t taken much to get her all hot and
bothered.

Both
males crowded the doorway. Neither moved for the longest time. Rushe’s eyes
glowed. So freaking beautiful. Ross was holding both glasses so tight that she
was sure they would break at any moment. Neither male wore a shirt. They were
both huge.
Freaking huge
! Standing next to one another like that, she
could see that they were an equal match. She licked her lips.

The
movement seemed to shake Ross out of whatever spell he was under. He shook his
head and nudged Rushe with his elbow.

The
big male snapped his mouth shut. “We made you breakfast,” he blurted.

“I’m
really hungry.” She said, meaning every word and despite the fact that her
tummy was rumbling, she wasn’t talking about food.

Rushe
set the tray down in front of her. The delicious aroma of a hot breakfast hit
her square in the nose. Scrambled eggs, bacon and all of the trimmings. Both
males sat down on each side of her, Ross handed her a glass. “Freshly
squeezed.”

She
took the juice from him. With both sets of eyes firmly on her, she took a
tentative bite of the bacon and washed it down with a big swig of orange juice.
It was absolutely delicious. Her insides twisted with a raging hunger she had never
felt before. The two males grinned at each other, like they had managed to
achieve something miraculous, as they watched her eat. It was really cute.

Becky
swallowed down a particularly big mouthful. “So what’s the deal with this whole
dating thing?”

They
looked at each other again, this time in confusion. “There is no deal. You just
need to agree to go out with us.”

She
knew that both their intentions were to mate with her, they both had forever in
their eyes as they looked at her. This would not be a simple date, this would
be them trying to convince her to take a chance and mate with them.

“Do
we all go out together? I mean, like the three of us?” She looked down at her
plate.

Movement
made her look Rushe’s way. He shook his head. “No. Not both of us.” Rushe
growled. “I don’t know about vampires, but wolves don’t share. At least, not by
choice. I don’t want to share you, Becky.”

“You
heard him,” Ross said. Becky glanced his way noticing that he didn’t look
nearly half as upset at the idea.

“Okay
so you both want to date me, separately, in the hopes that I’ll choose one of
you. Is that right?” This might just be the perfect solution, Ross and Rushe
had almost died trying to save her. The thought of turning her back and not
seeing either of them again was just too much. She knew that if she spent too
much time with either one of them though, that she might just grow too
attached.

Maybe
this would solve her problem, as long as she spent time equally with both guys,
maybe she wouldn’t form any major bonds with either of them.
Yeah right!
Becky realized that she was just fooling herself. She had already established
that she was in way over her head. It would be best if she sent them on their
way. For good.

“It
sounds like you’ve discussed this in great detail.” She tried to sound angry.
“Since I’m involved in all of this, would you mind sharing the details with
me?”

“Sure.”
Ross’ deep rumble seemed to make the whole bed vibrate. “We each get to take
you out, spend time with you,” he shrugged his big shoulders. “I for one want
to get to know you much better.”

“I
feel there is a
but
in there somewhere.” She tried not to sound too
eager.

“I
would also very much like to get to know you better. There are so many things I
want to ask.” Rushe took a deep breath. “I long to do things for you.” He
paused. “I enjoyed watching you sleep and would like to do that again…soon.”
She could feel Rushe’s eyes on her but kept her attention on her plate. It
seemed moving food around was fast becoming a habit. The things he said should
creep her out but they didn’t. She was in serious deep freaking shit because
they didn’t. Her heart actually skipped a little bit of a beat.

“Where’s
the
but
?” She asked, stealing a quick glance at both of them. Their
attention was firmly on her.

“Although
we are both committed to giving you pleasure, we are not permitted to rut you.”
Ross sighed heavily.

Rushe
emitted a low growl, clearly not liking the idea. “It would be very difficult
for us to scent each other on you and not go into kill mode.”

“Yeah,”
Ross sighed. “Maybe if the three of us were together it would be different.”

“Fucking
forget that idea,” Rushe growled.

Her
heart beat so much faster. Her hands turned clammy. Her mouth turned dry. She
wasn’t sure if the reason for her discomfort was because she was scared
shitless of the idea of the three of them together or if she was disappointed
at Rushe’s negative response.

“You
seemed to enjoy it just fine yesterday.” Ross chuckled.

“It’s
not like we had much of a fucking choice,” Rushe growled.

“You
were seriously turned on, wolf, don’t try to deny it. I could see the way you
were watching as I fingered sweet Becky.” She could hear the grin in Ross’
voice. She stuffed a mouthful of eggs into her mouth to stop herself from
gasping.

“I
had my eyes on my female. I was aroused because of her.
Her, vampire.”
He
pointed at Becky. “It had nothing to do with watching the two of you.”

Ross
chuckled. “You were turned on by what I was doing to Becky and how she reacted.
I think the three of us together is something you could enjoy if you gave it a
chance.” Ross said, his voice low. “Don’t knock it until you try it. I can see
it’s not something you’ve tried before.”

“How
the hell would you know? Maybe I’ve had dozens of threesomes.” His whole frame
was tense his jaw locked, his hands knotted over his lap.

“An
educated guess. Maybe I’m wrong, but I doubt it. Let me know if you change your
mind.”

“Hello,
you two.” Becky tried to loosen the grip on her fork. “I’m still here you know?
Don’t I get a say in any of this.”

“You
most definitely do, sweetheart.” Ross’ voice turned husky. “Did you enjoy it
when both of us touched you? Would you like it if both of us touched you again?
I could take your blood while the wolf fucked you. We could touch you in ways
you never imagined possible.”

Oh
hell
!
She’d really dug herself into this one. Why did she have to open up her big
trap?

“I
don’t need your help, vampire. I can fuck just fine,” Rushe snarled. The whole
bed shook. Becky grabbed the tray before it toppled over.

“Calm
down. You have no idea how good rutting can be. I’ll even agree to take your
blood too.”

Rushe’s
jaw was locked. He twisted her bed covers in his hands, his eyes blazed.

Ross
used a finger to lift her chin. His dark eyes bore into her. “Did you like it
when we both touched you?”

“Um…”
She stammered.

“At
a loss for words?” Ross smiled. “That would be a first.”

“Fine.”
She huffed, noticing how Rushe’s head snapped to her. How his vivid blue gaze
narrowed.

She
swallowed hard. “I liked it okay? I liked it very much. Too freaking much. So
much so that I would probably explode if both of you were touching me at once.”
She made a strangled sound, realizing what she’d just said. Her blasted
freaking mouth. She was so going to buy herself some duct tape.

Rushe
growled and Ross chuckled. “See, wolf. If you change your mind, Becky is game.”

“Hey!”
She narrowed her eyes at Ross. “Just because I liked it doesn’t mean I want it
again.”

Ross
grinned at her, making her want to smack him. He was so lucky that she had a
tray full of food on her lap.

“I
can assure you that you’d like it very much. You’re just worried because if you
had us both even once, you wouldn’t end up being able to choose between us.
You’d never want to go back to just one male again. It would be like going back
to your rubber cocks after having a proper male.”

She
grumbled mentally, thinking how right he was. “Well it isn’t happening, so just
forget about it. How the hell would three-way sex even work?”

The
big wolf glanced over at Ross. “Don’t even go there.”

Becky
hoped that Ross would respond. She actually twisted her body a little, giving
him her full attention.

“Two
tongues can do so much more than one,” Ross growled

Her
hand turned white knuckled on the fork. She tried to keep her breathing even,
and failed.

“Two
pairs of hands can touch in so many more places than one.” Ross leaned towards
her. His voice so deep and smoky it caused goose bumps to form over her body.
She heard Rushe swallow thickly. She knew that if she looked his way, his
massive chest would be heaving.

“The
best part of all,” he was almost whispering now, to the point where she could
barely hear him. Becky had to strain and realized that she was holding her
breath. Afraid she might have to ask him to repeat himself.

“Two
dicks…” His voice a soft, husky vibration. “Can give you so much more pleasure
than one.” He actually purred the last bit.

Rushe
growled, although not in a way that evoked fear. From the low rumble, she could
tell that he was turned on.
Big freaking time
. Good thing she wasn’t
wearing panties because they would be soaked right about now.

“Have
you ever had anyone take you from behind before, sweetheart?” Ross asked. His
eyes were glowing, a golden hue that had her mesmerized. He pulled the tray
from her lap just before it slid off. Ross carefully placed it on the side
table without taking his eyes off of her.

“Behind?”
Becky’s own voice quivered slightly. Both with need and fear.

“You
heard me, sweetheart.”

“Behind
as in from the back or behind as in
behind
?” She squeaked. Reaching for
the glass of juice and downing the last gulp.

“You
are so fucking sexy.” Ross growled, his eyes had dipped to her gaping robe.