Wild for Her

by Jane Jamison

  Daniel came to the other side of her, pinning her between them. Her breath hitched in her throat being so close to them, and she clenched and unclenched her hands trying to keep from running her palms down their broad chests. At least if she had to have someone blocking her way to the vampire, she couldn’t have hoped for two sexier men to do it.

  “That’s my concern.”

  “Not any more, it’s not.” Daniel’s breath tickled her cheek.

  She turned her head just enough to put her mouth close to his. “Why do you care what happens to him?”

  He slid his blue eyes down to her lips. “He’s our friend, sort of. He’s also a part of Forever, and we stick together around here.”

  “But it’s more.” Anderson touched her chin, making her look at him. “We care about what happens to you. You don’t know Deacon. He’s showing all kinds of restraint by not sucking you dry.”

  “Why?” The word came out in a whisper. She parted her lips, giving either of them, both of them, an invitation to kiss her.

  “Why isn’t he sucking you dry?” Anderson ran his tongue over his lips. “Because of us, that’s why. He knows you’re important to us.”

  “Why?” This time she whispered toward Daniel.

  Daniel groaned then laid his palm on her arm and let it fall along her skin to her wrist. She moved her hand closer to her crotch. Would he follow?

  “Because we belong together. You can feel it, can’t you? The connection between all three of us?”

  She nodded and arched her back, offering her breasts to them. Anderson moaned and moved closer to skim his fingers along the side of her breast. She lowered her eyelids and bit her lower lip.

  Daniel cupped her neck and pulled her mouth to his. His kiss was hard, but she wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. He bit her lip in the exact place where she’d nibbled on it then slipped his tongue into her mouth and out again.

  A growl came from her other side a moment before Anderson put his hand over her breast. He massaged her nipple with his thumb, making it even harder than it was before. His other hand found her buttocks, and he fondled it and feathered a kiss along her shoulder.

  Daniel slanted his mouth over hers then turned her toward him. She locked her hands behind his neck and leaned into the kiss. He tasted wild, strong, just as he’d tasted in her dream. She pushed her hips against his and felt his cock hard against her stomach.

  Anderson brought both hands to her buttocks and pushed his cock against her jeans to find the crack between her butt cheeks. His chest pushed against her back as Daniel cupped first one breast then the other.

  Desire rushed through her to have one man forcing his cock against her stomach while the other’s cock wedged against her ass. The men couldn’t get enough of her, running their hands along her curves, pushing their cocks against her, urging her to take them any way she wanted. She wanted them, even though they’d kept her from her mission.

  She broke the kiss and shoved Daniel back. Without a word, she freed herself from their hold, walked around to the back of the van, and opened the door. Smiling, she climbed inside. Facing them, she slowly inched her T-shirt over her head and tossed it away. Their expressions filled with lust as they took in her breasts. Lowering the straps, she reached behind her and undid the clasps. The bra fell to her feet.

  She tilted her head at them then turned around, putting her back to them, and toed off her shoes. Glancing over her shoulder, she unzipped her jeans then wiggled them over the rise of her butt. She stopped, teasing them, and heard them groan. She dropped her jeans and stepped out of them. Bending over, she slid her thong over her ass, moved it back and forth over her thighs, and finally let the silky material join her jeans. Naked, she turned to face them.

  “What are you waiting for?”

  Faster than she’d have thought possible, they were beside her. Each man took a breast as one thumbed her pussy lips apart and the other slid his finger down the seam of her buttocks.

  Daniel moaned and made her look at him. “We want you, Shannon. We’re not leaving until we get you. But if you don’t leave Deacon alone, we’re going to lock you up and never let you go.” He ground his teeth together. “We may do it anyway.”

  She put a finger to her lips. “No more talk about the vampire right now. You have better things to do with your mouth.”

  “Yeah, cuz. We’ll talk after.” Anderson unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it away from his shoulders.

  The broad expanse of his chest took her breath away and, she did what she’d wanted to do outside the van. She slid her fingers over his rock-hard chest, up and down along his ripped abdomen, and onto the top button of his jeans. He pushed her hands away and undid the button and slid his zipper down, kicking his boots off as he shoved his jeans to the floor of the van.

  A naked Daniel lifted her in his arms. “Too slow, bro. First come, first cum.”

  She squealed as he fell, taking her with him, to the mattress she’d used as her bed. He stopped to look into her eyes. She’d expected to see lust in his eyes, but she saw even more. She turned to Anderson as he laid at her other side and saw the same adoration she’d seen in Daniel’s eyes.

  They’d said they wanted her, but she’d assumed they’d meant sex. Could they have meant more? She touched Daniel’s cheek and brought his lips to hers again. Nothing mattered, not even the vampire, in that moment.

  Daniel thrust his tongue into her mouth, and she sucked on it. Soon, however, she cried out as Anderson moved between her legs and did his own sucking. She spread her legs wider and threw her head back, the sensation of his mouth on her clit sending her soaring.

  Daniel bent his head to take her nipple into his mouth. He used his mouth and tongue on her tit as Anderson used his tongue and mouth on her clit. Her nipples puckered as her clit throbbed. She clutched Daniel’s long hair and tugged at him, keeping him to her nipple. He answered with a growl that blew warm air over her breast.

  Her dream was coming true, and she wouldn’t let anything get in the way. She’d wanted a man like these men, strong, virile, commanding, and, by some stroke of luck or fate, she’d found two.

  Anderson lifted her legs over his shoulders and pushed his face against her pussy. He pushed two fingers into her pussy and kept his tongue, his teeth torturing her clit. The burn in her abdomen spread outward, threatening to push her over the edge too soon.

  “Oh, Anderson. You’re driving me crazy.”

  He chuckled then stuck another finger into her pussy as he widened his mouth to cover her clit and more. He flicked his tongue over the delicate flesh then stopped to suck it into his mouth. She cried out and tried to push her pussy harder against his face. He held her hips, keeping her grounded as he replaced his fingers with his tongue, shoving it inside her. Her pussy walls tightened around it, clenching and releasing with each of his thrusts.

  Daniel stretched his body over the top half of her so he could rub his chest against her breasts. He kissed her again, and she let out a groan that sounded much like his. He speared his tongue inside her mouth. She was closer than ever to the edge of orgasm, and neither man had put his cock inside her.

  Daniel broke the kiss by tracking his tongue along her neck to kiss the hollow of her shoulder. She held one breast, offering him her taut nipple, and he took it, lashing his tongue along the side of her breast to the suck the nipple in.

  His cock, long and curved at the end, rubbed against her hip, putting it close enough to take, and she did. Licking her palm, she wrapped her hand around the hard yet pliant flesh. She pumped him, first with slow strokes then picking up as his attack on her breast intensified. He brought his cock closer, making it easier for her to fondle his balls before sliding her hand along his cock.

  Anderson rubbed her pussy, putting her cream on his hand. He pushed on her thigh, urging her to turn to her side so he could use his hand to rub around the tight rings of her butt hole.

  “How do you want her, Daniel? Front or back?”


  Daniel lifted his head to see then slid his hand down to part her pussy lips. He added two fingers to her pussy and licked his lips. “Front.”

  Anderson pushed her more, having her turn completely onto her side. He ran his tongue where his hand had been, diving his tongue inside her tight ass. “Fine with me. I’ve wanted to fuck her ass from the first second I saw her.”

  “Then do it.” She wiggled her butt, enticing him.

  Daniel stretched his body along hers then kissed her as he plunged a third finger into her pussy. He finger fucked her, watching her face as he did. She whimpered, wanting them, needing them. No man had ever made her whimper.

  “I can’t take much more before I’m going to blow.” Daniel licked his lips.

  “Then fuck me.” Her whisper was filled with anguished need.

  Lifting her leg, Daniel pressed his long, hard cock at her pussy and waited. “Ready, cuz?”

  Anderson moved behind her, squeezing her butt cheek then pulling her cheeks apart to put his cock at her other hole. “Yeah. More than ready.”

  She cried out and clutched her breast as they shoved into her. Daniel slid into her easily, but pain came with Anderson’s thrust. He stopped, sensing that she hurt, but she reached for his hand on her hip and yanked on him, telling him to keep going.

  They moved in sync, pushing in then pulling out at the same time. She’d never had two men take her at once. She closed her eyes to savor the sensation as they filled her. Daniel played with her clit as he murmured soft words she couldn’t understand. But she understood the meaning behind them.

  Anderson quickened his speed, his hand sliding along her back to take her neck. She glanced over her shoulder to see him, his eyes closed, working his hips back and forth as he plunged his cock into her.

  Daniel watched, too, his gaze shifting from his cousin’s face to hers then down to see his cream-slickened cock as he shoved it in and out, deeper and harder.

  Their pants filled the air and their motions had the van rocking back and forth. Anderson groaned, stiffened, but kept thrusting his cock inside her. He nibbled on her back, giving her little bites of pleasure.

  Daniel rocked faster, his expression tightening even as her pussy walls closed around his cock. She gripped his pecs, squeezing and pinching his nipples while she watched the muscles in his stomach ripple with each plunge of his cock. He held onto her hip and moved to more of a sitting position without once stopping.

  Her desire reached higher and higher, the burn of her lust surging through her until her body ached for relief. She felt like she was more woman than she’d ever hoped to be. Being taken by two men, especially these two men, turned her on and, more, opened her heart to the possibilities. Could she have them in her life? Or would she have to return to her home, more alone than ever?

  Anderson dug his fingers into her skin, and she cried out. But her cry was lost in his groan of release. He held her hip and thrust forward hard and short, ramming his cock into her ass. His balls slapped against her buttocks as he shoved one last time and climaxed, roaring louder. He fell down next to her.

  Daniel lifted his gaze to hers. The amber flecks seemed more prevalent now, taking over more of the blue. She reached for his cock, but he was too far away. Her body shook in short, quick bursts as her climax drew closer.

  Growling, he pulled out of her then grabbed her arm roughly. She moaned as he fell against the side of the van and lifted her on top of him. His cock slid into her, going deeper than before until she was sure he’d reach her throat. She held onto his shoulder, her hair dancing over her shoulders as he laid his head back and rammed his cock into her, plunging over and over. Taking her nipple in his mouth, he paused, lifted his eyes to hers, and slammed into her one last time.

  Her orgasm ripped outward from her pussy to make her body shake with its intensity. She couldn’t cry out, couldn’t make a sound as it took her over, driving away everything except the rolling waves of release.

  Her body trembled as the men lay on either side of her. Their breathing matched hers, enclosing them in a cocoon of sexual satisfaction. She wasn’t sure how long they lay together, but she didn’t want to move. If she did, they might pull away from her, and she didn’t know if she could stand that.

  Daniel slid his palm along her arm. “That was amazing.”

  “Yeah. You two were great.” Did he want a review of his performance? Was this just sex?

  “No, I mean more than that you’re great sexually.” Daniel took her by the chin, making her look at him. “You’re bullheaded, and I don’t understand this vendetta you’re on, but I don’t care. You and us? We’re perfect together.”

  She held her breath, almost wanting to ask him to repeat what he’d said just to be certain she’d heard him correctly.

  “Daniel’s right.” Anderson placed a sweet kiss on her shoulder. “You can feel it, can’t you? That extra something that passes between us?”

  She nodded, unable to put her questions into words.

  “Listen to it, baby. It’s real, and it’s not going away.” Daniel cupped her breast and skimmed his palm over the taut bud. “We want you. Not just for now, but for always.”

  She didn’t know what to say. Could they have more than a simple fling? Could their time together really lead to more? She wanted to believe it, wanted to have that hope, but she couldn’t. Not yet.

  I have to take care of what I came for first. Until then, I can’t let anything, or anyone else matter.

  * * * *

  Although he hated to, Anderson was the first to move away from her. He wanted to ask her why she hadn’t said anything after he and Daniel had opened their hearts to her. She’d admitted feeling the connection, but that was all. Was that enough for now?

  He didn’t regret what had just happened, but that didn’t mean they no longer had to worry about her taking Deacon out. He caught Daniel’s attention and got a quick nod of acknowledgment. Still, he waited until they’d finished dressing to bring the subject up again.

  “Shannon, you have to stop trying to hurt Deacon.” He could see her stiffen, knew her reaction wouldn’t be good. “Besides, now that he knows you’re still trying, you won’t get within a mile of him. If you do, it’s because he let you, and trust me, Deacon won’t be the one needing protection then.”

  “I don’t care how many people, including you two, he puts between himself and me. I have to do this.”

  A tear formed in the corner of her eye, and he ached to wipe it away. She’d gotten under his skin not only sexually but emotionally as well. He could sense the heartache she fought so hard to keep at bay.

  “Deacon Slater is very old, which means he’s very powerful. He doesn’t need anyone’s protection, but he has ours. Our pack, uh, our town owes him that much.” Daniel shrugged at Anderson for his slipup.

  Anderson took her hand, and although at first she tried to tug it away, she let him keep hold of it. “Tell us why it’s so damn important for you to kill him. You’re not a professional vampire killer. I know it’s more than wanting to rid the earth of them.”

  She nodded, her lower lip trembling with the effort to hold back her tears. “It’s personal.”

  Daniel ran his hand down her back as she pushed open the rear doors of the van then took a seat on the end. They joined her, each trying to comfort her with a caress here, a touch there.

  “Tell us, Shannon. If nothing else, it’ll do you good to get it out.” Anderson caught the first tear to run down her cheek. He wrapped his arm around her and held her close.

  The connection, the invisible bond between a werewolf and his mate, was a good thing, first bringing her to him then speeding the time it took to get to know each other. But the other side of the bond, the side that he didn’t relish, was the tie that came to any misery or pain she might suffer. He checked Daniel and could see that he, too, felt the loss she held in her heart.

  “Go on, baby. We’re here for you. Now, tomorrow, forever.”

  She lifted
her head to stare at him as though she couldn’t believe what he’d said. Then, all at once, the tears coursed down her cheeks as sobs racked her body. Anderson held her as Daniel moved closer to take her hand.

  “He killed my sister.”

  He wasn’t sure what he’d thought he’d hear, but he hadn’t expected to hear that Deacon had killed someone. Deacon Slater had lived in Forever for over fifty years, before either he or Daniel was born, and he’d never heard of Deacon killing anyone except the rogue vampire that had threatened Aiden Carr’s mate, Celia. Nobody blamed him for killing the rogue. After all, he’d done it to save not only Celia but his own existence, too.

  “Are you sure? We know him. He couldn’t have killed an innocent woman.” Daniel appeared as confused as he was.

  She glared through the tears, anger wafting off her. “I know he did. He took her into an alley and drained the life from her.”

  “Where did this happen? When?” Anderson shifted so he could peer into her tearstained face.

  “He lured her into an alley in a bad part of Dallas. She didn’t even live there, so she didn’t know how to get her drugs.”

  “She was into drugs? Then how do you know it wasn’t a drug deal gone bad?”

  “Or that she wasn’t just in the wrong place at the wrong time?” added Daniel.

  “A mugger or rapist or any other slimeball wouldn’t have drained the blood from her body.” She pushed against Anderson to try and get free, but he held on.

  “But why do you think it was Deacon Slater? He’s not the only vampire in the world. Not even the only vampire in Texas.” Fact was, he wasn’t the only vampire in Forever, either.

  “I had to go to Dallas to identify her body. Once I did, I brought it back to Boston, where she belonged. Then I hired a private investigator that ran down the leads the police didn’t care to follow. He found similar killings in first Boston, then Houston, and finally Dallas. He got a tip and followed the trail of an exiled son of a prominent family all the way to Shatland. The family’s maids heard things. They saw things they didn’t want to remember. One of them was a victim, too.”