Secret Cravings (9 page)

“Y–Yes!”

Rance held the backs of her thighs and Troy held her waist. More pleasure waves crashed through her. Her orgasm erupted from her core to every inch of her body, firing the nerve endings along its path. Her toes curled and she screamed. Tears of joy fell from her eyes.

Troy settled in behind her, spooning her. Rance flipped back to his side, his eyes peering at her with satisfaction.

“Did you enjoy that, sweetheart?” Troy asked from behind her.

“God, yes.”

“The first of many, my love.” Rance smiled.

Her body hummed, goose pimples popping up on her skin.

Chapter 8

Rance couldn’t get enough of Kate. Once he’d dipped in the well of her sweet pussy, he craved more and more. His animal nature had never been so strong and demanding.

Kate ate a cookie. Sex always did increase appetites. He and Troy gobbled down a couple themselves.

She was like no other woman. He’d always known that, but had tried to trick himself into believing he could be happy with another woman. Now, he knew for certain that wasn’t possible.

And sharing her with Troy, well, that was an added bonus. The tribe had several trio mates and even a couple quads. Tribal norms varied from those of the outside.

But something nagged at his muddled mind. He needed to consider some fact or event. His thoughts had gone mushy ever since returning Kate back to her Gran’s. Sure, there were moments of clarity, but they were few and infrequent. All he cared about now was sharing Kate with his brother.

Her eyes fluttered, and that blew every rational thought out the door. He leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were moist. He pressed harder, and his reward was a wonderful moan from her against his lips. Every little whisper from her kept him burning. As he moved his tongue through her lips, she closed her eyes. He couldn’t bear to close his and lose sight of her amazing beauty.

He gently slid his hand up her thigh, and never released her mouth. Her eyelids fluttered.

Troy kissed her shoulders, and worked on loosening her ass ring. She wiggled her hips in response, and Rance placed his thumb on her clit. Her lips vibrated against his. Pleasuring her could keep him going forever.

The thought of a dual penetration with Troy’s dick in her perfect ass and his own cock drilling in her tight slick pussy made him hot with desire. He’d never felt so right about anything, so connected.

Stroking Kate’s soft hair, he released her mouth, reluctantly. His own lips throbbed from the intensity of their kiss, and he imagined hers did, too.

“Kate, I’ve got you ready to take my dick.” Troy nodded over her shoulder to him.

“I’ve never done this before, guys.”

“Neither have we.” Heat boiled Rance’s insides. “No time like the present to lose our ménage virginity.”

Kate’s soft curves against his body fueled his cravings to grow and expand. He looked deep into those beautiful eyes he’d seen so many times. Now was different. She was his to pleasure, to protect, and to possess.

Rance flipped her on her back on top of Troy. “Sit up.”

She obeyed, and that pleased him. Her blue eyes probed him for more.

“We’re going to go really slow here. Troy has stretched you, but that’s still virgin territory for you. I want you to slide over him so that the tip of his cock is where it needs to be to go into you.”

She nodded, but he could see her trembling. Rance stroked her sides. “That feels good,” she said.

“Get used to it touching your ring. Troy, you okay?”

“I’m better than good.” His brother held her at the waist, but remained motionless, holding his need in check.

“How does that feel, Kate?”

“Good.”

“Now try to come down on him just a bit. The hardest part is getting the tip through.”

Kate lowered down, then jerked back up. “I’m sorry.”

He kissed her. “Nothing to be sorry for. You can do this, honey.”

“I want to.” She moved down again, and her eyes closed and her lips pursed. “It hurts.”

Troy’s hands curled into fists.

“Kate, don’t move. You have the head of his dick inside you. The hardest part is over.” He kissed her and fingered her clit. “Tell me what you’re feeling.”

She began writhing. “It’s better. I feel stretched.”

“Take a little more of him.”

She did, and then without nudging, she went all the way down, taking the cock to the hilt.

“My God, Kate!” Troy yelled. “Fucking amazing.”

“You okay, honey?” he asked.

“I’m all right. It feels different, but good.”

“Try moving up and down his cock, Kate. It will add to the pleasure.”

Her jaw slackened as she twisted up and down. Troy’s hips began leaving the bed, bit by bit.

Rance
guided his dick into her pussy. He felt her clench his cock with her pussy.

“So filled up. Pressure.” Kate gasped and grabbed at the sheets.

This moment of sharing thrilled him. “God, you’re so beautiful.”

He felt her rotate her hips, pushing hard against him, then back into Troy. Nothing mattered to him but satisfying her need.

She clawed his shoulders, as he and Troy’s synchronized strokes seemed to drive her to the edge. He’d never felt more alive in his life. He felt powerful. He leaned in and kissed her, and he heard a whimper escape her mouth. His body throbbed for release. He pummeled her pussy with faster and deeper strokes.

“Kate, you’re ours.” Troy’s voice went low. “Do you understand me?”

She nodded.

“What are you feeling, Kate?” Rance sped his assault into her pussy. Faster. Deeper.

“You inside me, filling me up. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

Rance stiffened as his cock unloaded into her depths.

“Coming!” Troy howled.

“Y–Yes, God!” Her nails scraped his flesh raw. He loved seeing her succumb to such an explosive orgasm.

After a few minutes of warming afterglow, they all moved to their sides. He and Troy positioned her between them.

“Guys, that was incredible. I’ve never had an orgasm like that.”

“It was amazing.” Rance’s head swam. Something was off. He couldn’t pin it down.

“I’m hungry. Who wants pancakes?” Kate giggled.

Rance leapt from the bed. He looked over at Troy. His fur covered his skin.
Oh God. No!
His own arms were covered with fur. Not possible. But there it was right in front of him. He struggled to hold onto a thread of his sanity. He was shifting not just into the shape of a wolf, but into the mind of the wolf, too?

Hunger pierced him. He needed prey.

The human female screamed.

* * * *

Kate stopped screaming. She didn’t want to risk agitating Troy and Rance in their new shapes. The two wolves stared at her, then at each other. Snarling, they looked ready to kill each other.

Suddenly, Gran and the twins’ father came into the room. The wolves lunged for Mr. Keekoti, knocking him to the floor. Gran stepped aside in a flash, raised her hand, and light shot out of her fingertips to the wolves. They yelped as the light hit their fur, singeing their fur. They ran down the hallway and out the open door.

Gran’s really a witch.

Mr. Keekoti stood up, dusting himself off. “Can you help them?”

“I think so.” Gran turned back to her. “Angel, are you okay?”

Kate nodded, and pulled the sheet up over her to cover herself.

“Jack and I are going to put on a pot of coffee. You get dressed. Then you can tell me everything that’s happened.”

“Okay, Gran.”

Chapter 9

Kate’s shoulders sagged from guilt. She’d unwittingly spelled Troy and Rance.

“So this is what you added?” Gran handed her a bottle.

Kate read the label. “Yes. This is it. Yaccum. Just like the recipe said.”

Her grandmother took the bottle and put it back in the lower cabinet. “Not exactly.” Gran pulled out another bottle from the special spices and handed it to her.

“Yiccitun.” Kate took the card and flipped it over to the spell side.

For Truth, a tsp. of
yiccitun
saying “Omna ecco ortameeka” 3Xs

She screwed everything up by putting yaccum instead of yiccitun in the cookies.

She might as well have drugged them. What was she thinking? They were under a spell. Damn it.

“Kate, it’s an honest mistake.”

“But what have I done to Troy and Rance?”

“Yaccum is a very powerful ingredient, much more than yiccitun. A tiny pinch of yaccum is what most spells call for. You used a teaspoon of it.”

“What does it do, Gran?”

“Many things, but it mainly increases sexual drive.”

“It definitely did that.” She blushed, realizing what she’d admitted to.

“Of course there must be real desire for the other person in the enchanted for it to work. The problem is that Troy and Rance are shifters. Spells on their kind are always tricky, and never predictable.” Gran tapped the table. “You said Troy’s first shift lasted longer than Rance’s?”

“Yes.”

“He must’ve been more open. That makes sense, given Rance’s temperament. I also think that Troy wasn’t wanting to harm you when he was lost to his wolf form. I think he wanted to protect you from the others. Same with Rance, I’m sure.”

“Can you fix what I’ve done and return them to normal?”

“Yes, angel. We need to fix a couple of juicy steaks for the boys. Together we can get them back good as new.”

“Not as good as new, Gran.” Jack Keekoti frowned. “They’ve imprinted on Kate and claimed her as their mate.”

She remembered both Troy and Rance saying she was
theirs
and no one else’s. She’d caused a total disaster.

Gran sipped her coffee. “What’s wrong with that? Mate sharing is a common practice in the tribe.”

“You have been a friend to us, but you don’t know all our ways. A Loneekawa brave mates for life. Now, my lineage ends with my boys. They’ve broken tribal law and will have to be punished by our council.”

“You won’t kill them?” Kate pulled her hands up to her mouth.

“No, but they will no longer be a part of our tribe and will be ordered to never shift again. They’re smart boys. They won’t be foolish to use their powers after this.”

“It’s not their fault. It’s mine.” She sobbed, knowing that she’d ruined everything. “Please, you have to convince the council of that.”

Gran stood up and pounded on the table. “Jack Keekoti, you old fool. The only reason for that silly law is because of the misplaced belief that mating inside the tribe allows for offspring, and in particular, shifter offspring. Right?”

“That’s true.”

“Well, I’ve got a surprise for you, Jack, and the other tribal leaders. On my way back home, I checked my crystal to check on my granddaughter.”

“And what did you see?”

“She’s pregnant with twin shifters.”

* * * *

The truth about Gran being a witch Kate couldn’t deny any longer. How could she not have known?

Her eyes were swollen from crying. She couldn’t believe she’d been so stupid. Her idiocy of making magic cookies had ended in her pregnancy by the two men, wolf shifters, who she loved with all her heart, but they couldn’t stand the sight of her. Their father, Jack Keekoti, had been pleased to learn he would be a grandfather. Several hours ago, he’d kissed Kate on the cheek, and left with the steaks with Gran’s special ingredients to break the spell on his sons.

Gran sat next to her at the kitchen table. “You’ve got the gift, angel. Spells usually don’t work out for the novice. You cooked up a doozy, and it held together. I’ve got some things you need to read to hone your skills.”