Secret Cravings (7 page)

“That is so good, sweetheart.” His hot breath wafted over her swollen labia, igniting trembles deep within her. “Fair is fair.”

His tongue grazed her clit, and a shock bolted deep into her pussy.

She almost lost it as his fingers played in her folds. “Let me show you how to give pleasure, Rance.” With her tongue, she circled the head of his cock.

He hissed, letting her know she’d hit the mark. “Good. But how about this?” Rance swiped his tongue through her mound, taking her high, but when his mouth covered her clit, she blasted off.

“Y–Yes. B–But, I can do better.” She licked up his shaft, pierced his dick tip’s slit before swallowing his thick cock.

He answered her challenge without words, by grabbing her ass and burying his face in her pussy. Her nerve endings exploded like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Sizzling blood flowed through her veins.

She continued her oral expertise on his cock, as he worked her pussy over with his mouth. No longer was this some kind of sex game, she wanted to pleasure him as much as he was pleasuring her.

His velvet tongue drew out more wetness from her. She sucked in a breath as he gently teethed her clit. Kate took him to the back of her throat, then eased up, sucking for all her worth.

He mumbled his pleasure into her pussy, but never missed a beat, keeping her on the edge. Continuing to suck on him, she cupped his balls and squeezed. A louder moan drifted from his mouth over her pussy.

Suddenly, Rance stopped. “No! Not in your mouth. Honey, I want to come inside your tight cunt.”

She released his cock from her mouth, but flicked her tongue on his tip. “What if I say
no
?”
I won’t.
She dug her fingernails into his thigh to make a point.

In one move, he flipped her on her back and was on top of her. “You can’t say
no.
Not to me. Ever.” He bent down and kissed her, swelling her desire to the max.

The promise of what was to come sweltered her body, inside and out. Her ache settled in for the ride, as his velvet jackhammer played in her mouth. Not a peck, this kiss was a full-on sexy assault. She felt her throat vibrate as little moans burst free. She clutched his shoulders to steady herself, feeling as if she were on a fast-plunging elevator about to hit bottom.

When he released her mouth, she gasped. “Rance. I–I can’t— You’re so—” Her mind whirled like a top.

He’d brought her to the edge of climax with only a kiss. His thumb grazed her clit and his fingers tunneled into her, finding her sensitive smooth spot inside her channel, rubbing her into an uncontrolled state.
Liftoff.
Her body shook, her insides fired. She clawed at him, trying to hold on, but knowing it was no use. Over she went, into sensations deep and extreme.
Oh God!

Rance nipped her earlobe and whispered, “You’re so beautiful, Kate. I missed you.”

His words unhinged her, launching another round of
oh-my-Gods
. Her body oscillated with hot tremors. She drove her nails into her palms, hoping to soak up every delicious feeling of her climax.

Rance feathered her mouth with his lips. Could he be more amazing? She didn’t think it possible. But somehow he was. His pleasure treatment devastated her.

“Sweetheart, I’ve got to be inside.”

“Y–Yes. Please.”

She felt him spread her legs wide with his knees. Another kiss. Thankfully, he seemed never to tire of caressing her lips with his. She felt his hard cock slide over her slick folds.

“I’ve dreamed about this, Kate.”

Her gut did several somersaults, then she felt him pierce her pussy with his erection. He pushed deeper, filling her up with his cock, splitting her in two. Her breath caught in her throat, then hissed out.

Rance licked her neck and whispered, “Better than I could’ve imagined. You feel amazing.”

His lips found hers again, declaring title to her mouth. His hands slid down her sides, settling in on her hips. His tongue lunged into her mouth while his cock stabbed her pussy. All his sexual skills worked together to dissolve her into a puddle, leaving only her libido intact.
 

His frame, a blanket of rock-solid muscles, covered her. They writhed together on the bed. She bit her lip, trying to hold back her next climax.

“You’re getting close again to coming, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

“Mmm.”

The friction of his dick inside her pussy eroded her willpower to hold off her orgasm. Pleasure flashed in her belly. She couldn’t wait much longer.

His strokes lengthened, deepened, and came down harder, sending shockwaves of heat through her entire body. In and out. His tempo increased. Faster. In and out. Harder. In. Out. Hard.

She’d never had such mind-blowing sex in her life. But it was more than that. She felt the connection of Rance to her and she to him. At that moment, it seemed undeniable and unbreakable.

“Cum for me, honey!” His breaths were labored.

She mewled, enjoying the rising release bubbling up inside her. She clenched tight around his cock.

“Fuck, yes!” Rance’s body stiffened, and he pushed into her depths in one final stroke of possession, shooting his liquid into her depths.

“O–Oh, God!” she cried. Her pussy spasmed. “Yes!” Her orgasmic storm sent thunderbolts through ever cell of her body. Her back lifted from the mattress as she rode out the mouthwatering sensations he’d given her.

When her breathing softened, a part of her brain returned. “We didn’t use a condom, Rance.”

He kissed her silent. “We both seemed a bit out of control. Don’t worry, sweetheart. We will next time.”

She bit her lip, as guilt grabbed her tight.
Next time?
She’d fucked Troy, his brother, only a few hours ago. Hadn’t that been the reason they’d shoved her away? Even as teenagers, the brothers had both wanted her. That was clear then, and even clearer now. If she ever chose one over the other, wouldn’t that drive a wedge between the two men? It had been a kind of torture for the past several years. She couldn’t imagine life without either of them again. After making love to Troy and Rance, now the old pain returned and nested back in her mind. She could never choose one over the other, and living without them would be pure hell.
 

Chapter 6

Troy woke up near the bluffs on his father’s land. His head throbbed. He was naked and alone. He didn’t know how he’d gotten there. The last thing he remembered was walking with Kate to the creek.

“Kate!” He had to get to her and make sure she was safe.

He sniffed the air. No one was close, except a couple of rabbits a few hundred yards from him. He’d get to her faster in wolf form. He closed his eyes and called to his animal spirit. The change caused some pain as bones shifted and reshaped, but he’d gotten used to it. Plus, once complete, the discomfort instantly disappeared. He let out an alarm howl, hoping Rance or some other family member was within earshot. Troy waited. No response.

He set his paws in motion and ran like the wind. When he got to Gran’s gate, he shifted back to his human form. Rance was with Kate. He felt relief set in. She’s okay. His nose told him his brother and Kate had headed off into the woods not long ago. A stroll.

Troy thought it best to wait for them to return. Maybe they knew what happened to him. He went into Gran’s, hoping to find something to wear but doubting he would.

He couldn’t smell them. They’d been here, no doubt. Her scent threatened to drive him wild. He walked in, and saw broken glass on the floor. Had to be his brother’s doing. Troy’s twin could be such a klutz at times.

Troy knew his way around Gran’s pretty well. She’d always had an open door to his family, and after Kate had left for college, he and Rance had come around more often.

His stomach grumbled. So, he headed into the kitchen to find something to eat. Kate’s cookies would do just fine. He gathered a dozen or so of them up, poured a glass of milk, and walked into the living room. He sat his makeshift meal on the coffee table.

He still needed something to cover him before Kate and Rance came back. He checked the hall closet and found one of Gran’s quilts. He wrapped up in it, stretched out on the couch, and turned on the television. Fatigue settled in. He gobbled down three of the cookies fast. Downing the milk in two gulps, he leaned back. He couldn’t keep his eyes open to watch the old black-and-white movie. He wanted to be awake when his brother and Kate returned.

Just as he started to drift off, he heard her running up to the door. She was alone. Where was Rance?

She opened the door and her eyes widened and her mouth formed an O.

“Hi, Kate. You okay?”

“Troy, you’re human, again. Rance and I went for a walk and now you’re here. B–But…”

He stood up, and she stepped back. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

“You were a wolf when I last saw you. Crazed and ready to kill me.”

He clenched his jaw. “I would never hurt you. What do you think you saw?” He’d fucked up. Things were just like Rance had predicted. Why hadn’t he listened?

“I don’t think, Troy, I know. I saw you. Rance, too. He told me everything.”

“He what?”

“Everyone in the tribe is a werewolf, I mean shifter.”

His blood turned hot, part from seeing Kate again and part from digesting that Rance had told her the secrets of the tribe. That flattened him out. She knew they were wolves.
Fuck!
His brother was an idiot. This would end badly. He would have to fix this. Rance had done the same for him after the accident.

But now Kate knew. The tribal council would come down hard on him and Troy. They were totally fucked.

“Please leave.” Her hands trembled, and she closed her eyes.

He wanted to comfort her, put his arms around her, and tell her everything would be okay. She was too skittish for that right now. “Where’s Rance?”

“He turned into a wolf and ran away from me. Please. I can’t take much more of this.”

“Okay. Calm down. I’ll leave. But promise me that you won’t tell anyone about this.” The strange feeling he’d experienced earlier in Gran’s kitchen had returned. The cookies? Did they have something to do with the animal lust twisting inside him now? He wanted to mull it over, but his mind couldn’t remain focused on anything but Kate. There was no way he could leave her. Everything inside him burned to get her naked again, writhing in ecstasy. She was his.

“Fine, Troy. Go.”

God, she was beautiful. He felt heat coursing through his veins. Fire burned in his belly for her. He could smell her want. Had she fucked Rance? By her scent he knew she had. That pleased him. Even through all their denial over the years, deep down, he and Rance had always known that she was their mate to share. He wanted her, too.

He focused on the reasons he came here, trying to clear his head. “Can you tell me what happened after we made love?”

“We went for a walk, you turned into a wolf. End of story. Don’t you remember?”

“Some, but it’s really fuzzy. Rance was there?”

“Yes, and some others.” Her mouth quivered, mesmerizing him.

Cravings expanded inside of him, pushing his willpower aside. He wanted to pleasure her to oblivion.

“Kate, it’s okay.” He walked over to her and kissed her luscious lips.

“This is crazy, Troy. Rance is out of his mind in wolf form, just like you were.”

Troy guided her to the couch, leaning her over one of its arms. “He’ll be okay, sweetheart. He knows how to get out of tough spots. He’s done it before.”

“I hope so.” Her eyes looked him over. “You don’t even have a single scratch on you. No claw marks or bites from those other shifters. How is that possible?”

“We heal much faster than normal people.” He stroked Kate’s hair. She looked amazing.

“Right. I forgot. Rance told me that, too. Shouldn’t we go looking for Rance?”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I think you had some fun alone time with him already.” He patted her ass gently with his hand. He loved seeing her flesh shiver from his touch. “You’ve been bad, Kate.”

“Troy, I don’t know what’s come over me. Ever since coming back to Gran’s, I feel like I’m a bit out of it.”