Jackson's Rise

by Tielle St Clare

  Make that a few seconds.

  The sound of the cab driving off registered in Jackson’s mind and he dismissed it. One less thing to worry about. Now he had to get his lovers inside.

  “Let’s go.”

  Dani looked at him over Reign’s shoulder. Her eyes glittered with undisguised need. He could see she was trying to regain some sanity but it was equally obvious that Reign was pushing her hard and fast to an orgasm. Almost afraid to interrupt—the Cat’s control at a dangerously low point—Jackson put his hand on Reign’s shoulder.

  “Let’s get her inside. Then you can have her.”

  Tension rippled through the muscles beneath his palm but Reign seemed to regain his power. He lifted his head. The golden light in his eyes tightened down to a low fire, then came to life, sparkling with blatant desire—and a touch of humor.

  “I intend to. Several times.” His body shifted and he moved away, easing his body from Dani’s and crowding close. Jackson held steady, intrigued that he felt no masculine instinct to back up. Reign kept coming until the hard bulge of his erection pressed against Jackson’s. “And after I’ve spilled inside her, fucked that pretty little cunt, when she’s too sore to take me, I’m going to have you.” Jackson’s cock twitched at the sensual threat. “Hard and deep.” He knew his eyes must have widened because Reign chuckled, leaning in close, his lips a breath away from Jackson’s. “You didn’t really think you were going to escape having my cock in your ass after the way you’ve been teasing me for the last three days.”

  Reign punctuated his words with a firm bite to Jackson’s lower lip. The subtle pain made it impossible for him to formulate a reply. Hell, he knew he’d been taunting Reign, teasing him, almost tempting him to fuck him. Looked like he was going to get his wish.

  “Don’t get too excited.” Jackson forced the lust from his voice and went for mocking. “Sure you can get it up after you’ve fucked Dani?”

  The Cat’s eyes squinted down to a glare. Cats took their alley cat reputation very seriously.

  A deliberate throat clearing brought their attention back to Dani. She’d backed up, her high heels empty on the concrete walkway.

  “All this talk about fucking me—maybe you want to ask me about that.”

  Reign smirked and looked at Jackson, shaking his head. “Baby, we can smell how much you want it. You’ll let us have you. Your panties are soaking wet. Again. I felt them when I had my thigh between your legs. You want us.“ He took one step forward, like he was going to physically demonstrate.

  She matched his motion, retreating. “Maybe.” She held up the pale blue panties they’d slipped on her at the theater. “But you’ll have to catch me first.”

  She dropped the silky material and turned, accelerating into a full-out run in seconds. She ran around the first building, her white legs flashing like beacons in the night.

  Reign froze, his body gathering tension into each muscle. “She didn’t…”

  “Tease and run from two predators. Yes, she did.”

  With a laugh that was part growl, Reign took off. Jackson followed. The two males moved like the animals that inhabited their bodies. Both hunting their prey, confident in the end result of the chase. They turned the corner, both pausing long enough to scent the air. She hadn’t turned toward her condo. The trail went off to the left. Toward the pool.

  They ran, shortening her lead until they were close.

  “I’ll go in the far entrance,” Jackson offered. Reign nodded and headed for the first gated entry. She was in here somewhere. Hiding? Not likely. Not for long. Reign pulled the metal gate shut behind him, hearing the latch click quietly. Her scent was near. The soft perfume of her shampoo, the delicious scent of her arousal teased his nose. The far gate opened and closed. Both predators were in place now.

  To human eyes, she might have been barely visible. But Reign could see her clearly, crouched behind a stack of deck chairs. He looked across the pool and saw Jackson nod.

  Moving with the animal instincts that lived in them, they stalked her. Reign moved closer, watching as she scrambled away. Jackson shifted his path to intercept. She looked back and forth, the panic of being the prey coming to her. Her breath came in short, harsh pants. But the sweet liquid of her pussy still creamed her thighs. Reign licked his lips, tasting her on the air.

  Jackson moved in, herding her toward Reign’s position.

  He leapt over a reclining chair and landed softly on the loafers he’d slipped into for the show. Positioning himself behind her, he crept close, waiting for her to realize she was trapped between them. With Jackson approaching from the front, she stepped back.

  Reign straightened and waited, placing himself in her path, blocking her escape. She glanced over her shoulder but probably didn’t see him in the dark. She placed her foot behind her, inching her retreat from Jackson, into Reign’s waiting arms.

  She hit his chest with a quiet thump. Her gasp made Reign’s cock pulse. He needed to slide into her, fuck her but the desire to play with his prey a bit before devouring her was an instinct he couldn’t deny.

  “We’ve caught you, kitten. That means we get to have you.” He scraped his teeth across her earlobe, finishing with a sharp nip that made her cry out. “Shh, baby, you don’t to wake the whole complex.” He licked her neck. “Unless you want them to watch while we fuck you.”

  She shook her head. “Reign, my place is just—”

  He made a disappointed clicking sound with his tongue. “You should have thought of that before you ran from us.” He trailed his teeth across her skin, a subtle warning. Jackson came closer, his eyes burning red. The little chase had brought out the wolf in him. “What do you think, Jax? We’re going to have to teach our little kitten that it’s dangerous to tease wild animals.”

  Jackson nodded and leaned down, covering her mouth with his. Reign watched, knowing that Jax had his tongue deep inside her. Reign pressed closer, rubbing his cock against her ass. Dani pushed back, moving into the caress. He slipped his hands up under her short skirt, finding her bare, remembering that she’d stripped of her panties on the front walkway.

  Heat and liquid coated his fingers as he teased her thighs open. He flicked his fingertips across her pussy lips and felt the groan deep in her throat.

  “Poor baby, that sweet pussy’s been aching for some cock for days, hasn’t it?”

  She ripped her mouth away from Jackson’s and moaned, “Yes.”

  Five days of doing without, of wanting her cunt, of needing to be inside her swelled in him and he couldn’t fight the ache any longer.

  He lifted her out of Jackson’s grip and spun around, easing her down on one of the reclined deck chairs. Her skirt fluttered up high on her thighs, promising a glimpse of her pussy. Totally focused, he flipped her skirt out of the way and spread her legs, opening her. “Fuck, Jax, look at her.”

  He felt the wolf beside him, his warmth making the fire inside Reign burn even hotter.

  “No, Reign, someone might come out here.” She tried to protest, easing the hem of her skirt down. “Someone might hear.” Moonlight landed on her pale skin and illuminated it, outlining her sleek legs.

  “Then you’d better be quiet.” With no other warning, he buried his face in her wet cunt, driving his tongue into her opening. Her cry rang loud and ended with a strangled gargle as she clamped her lips together. The sound turned into a low moan. Reign purred against her pussy lips, letting the rumble vibrate into her sex. Wet flooded her passage. And Reign lapped it up. He still wanted, needed to fuck her, but having her flavor on his tongue soothed the ragged edges of his hunger.

  He lifted his head just as Jackson knelt beside them. And Reign moved, craving a connection to the male wolf. The urge to fuck Jackson had become a constant but this was different. He wanted to kiss him, share Dani’s flavor. Jackson turned his head and met Reign’s kiss, accepting this attraction between them.

  Jax drew back. “Damn, she tastes good.”

  “Yeah.” T
hat ache satisfied, knowing that Jax was with him, hungry for the same things he wanted, Reign returned to her sex, lapping and tasting. His senses opened wide and he savored each reaction, the way her body vibrated and twisted, wanting more but fighting the pleasure.

  Material tore and Reign lifted his head, blinking as he stared at the sight before him. Dani’s top was in pieces, rent by Jackson’s hands. Her breasts arched up as Jax leaned down and sucked the tip of one into his mouth. His hand raked across her skin, wolflike caclaws erupting out of his fingertips and leaving pale pink scratches across her stomach.

  Reign purred at the sight. The wolf wasn’t as in control as he liked to think. Keeping his eyes on his lovers, Reign lapped at her pussy, little kitten licks designed to drive Dani wild. Her cunt clenched, as if wanting to be filled. Don’t worry, little one, you’ll get your share of cock tonight, he vowed silently. He twirled his tongue around her clit, capturing the subtle shifts in her body, finding the place that made her scream, made her want to come.

  She groaned and rolled her hips up, physically begging him to fuck her.

  “Don’t come,” Jackson warned. He bared his teeth enough so Reign could watch as he bit down, teasing her nipple in a slow sensual bite. Her cry echoed through the condo complex. He followed the bite with a slow sensual lick that sent shivers across her skin. “Reign’s been five days without your cunt. Let him enjoy it enough before you come.”

  “No, please, I can’t…” Her pleas drifted away as Reign stabbed his tongue into her pussy, rubbing the hard tip on her inside walls, stretching deep. She dropped her head back, arching up, pushing her nipple against Jackson’s lips, begging for more of the almost painful caresses. Her body was lost to her, wrapped in the sensation. Whispers in the corner of her mind tried to tell her to stop this, to make them take her back to her house, but she couldn’t bear a break in the intense pleasure. It was too wicked, too compelling for her common sense to invade.

  Jackson suckled one nipple before transferring his attention to the other. Each strong, powerful pull of his mouth was like a jolt to her sex, making her twist and shiver against Reign’s mouth. She couldn’t take much more, not if he wanted her to follow his order not to come.

  “Jackson, please…”

  He lifted his head, the red in his eyes locking the breath in her chest.

  “You might show these tits to half the world but no one but us touches them. They belong to us. Do you understand?”

  “Yes.” Her agreement was more moan than spoken word.

  Reign growled his approval but didn’t stop his strokes. He pulled back and twirled his tongue around her clit, one long sloping sweep before slipping his lips around the tight bundle of nerves and sucking ever so slowly. The rhythm he set up was like a deep, hard fuck. Jackson seemed to feel the same beat and joined in, sucking her nipple in time. God, she couldn’t take any more. It was too much. They were too much.

  Opening her mouth, she screamed, the sound shattering the quiet night.

  Vibrations shot through her cunt, sliding into her core and swelling until her body melted.

  Hot lips kissed her neck, whispering up her jaw, teasing her lips. Warmth encased her body as Reign stretched out beside her, nibbling on the side of her throat.

  “Baby, you know you weren’t supposed to come until Jax said you could.”

  She ignored the warning reprimand. Her mind and body were locked in one accord. She turned her head and captured Jackson’s mouth with her own, driving her tongue in deep, letting his taste expand inside her. Gasping for breath, she shifted and turned her attentions to Reign, covering his lips and growling her command into his mouth.

  “Fuck me. Now. Both of you. Fuck me.” She couldn’t stand it any longer. The orgasm that had leveled her body only made the desire worse. She wanted them both.

  “Is someone there?” The curious masculine voice rose from the other side of the pool. Dani recognized the sound and took immediate stock of her situation. She could not be found half naked with her skirt thrown up over her pussy.

  “It’s just me, Michael. Security guard,” she whispered to her lovers. For a moment she thought they would ignore her urgent tone but then as one unit, they stood up and pulled her to her feet, smoothing her short skirt down. Reign’s hand lingered overlong on her ass, as if warning her that they weren’t done with her. Good.

  The metal gate creaked open and a flashlight swung across the water and onto the concrete. It swept in a low arch until it encountered their three pairs of feet. The light bent upward, almost blinding them.

  “Dani?”

  Michael had worked in the condo complex for three years and pretty much knew everyone by name.

  “Hi.”

  “Are you okay? I heard a scream.” As he lowered the light, more figures filled the space behind him. Dani looked down and saw the torn material of her top. With a move that she hoped was subtle, she crossed one arm across her chest and curled the other up, tugging the ripped sides closer together.

  All the while trying to think of an answer.

  “I…uh…I—”

  “She tripped over the deck chair,” Jackson explained in that calm, commanding voice of his. Dani did her part by giggling and shrugging with feminine embarrassment.

  “Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine. They caught me.”

  “But we should get something on that ankle,” Reign added. He winked toward Jackson as Reign turned and scooped her up in his arms. The material of her skirt fluttered down, leaving her ass bare. Cool air rushed across her skin.

  “Reign!” Her gasp only made him chuckle.

  “That’s what you get for stripping your panties off in public.” He said the words so low she knew no one but her and Jackson could hear him.

  The small crowd that had formed around Michael shifted as Jackson stepped forward, gently easing them aside. His presence also served to shield her, protecting her modesty.

  Reign followed Jackson through the group of onlookers, heading toward Dani’s house. Licking her had been delicious, her taste sweet on his tongue and he didn’t doubt that before the night he’d be there again, but now his cock was about to burst. Seeing her lying there, legs spread, that beautiful cunt open and glistening, wet, just for them. He looked at Jackson’s back and wondered again about this strange threesome they found themselves in.

  The first time it had been from necessity but now he knew his words to Jax earlier were the truth. He was going to fuck Dani and then…he’d fuck Jackson. God, just the thought of having the two of them spread and waiting for his cock made him ready to come inside his jeans.

  He snarled, needing to release some of the energy inside him. Needing to free the animal that lived within him.

  Dani turned her head and ran her lips up his throat, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered. “Fuck me.” She bit down on the soft lobe. “I need you to come inside me.”

  Her mouth continued to tease him, with words and kisses, until they reached the front door of her place. Somehow Jackson opened the door. Reign didn’t care how, only that it was done and he was free to fuck her. Part of his mind told him to hold back. Punish her for coming when Jax had told her not to, but Reign wasn’t in the mood for games. His cock wasn’t in the mood for games. He needed to fuck. Needed to be inside her.

  Peripherally aware of her surprised noises—damn the woman was deliciously verbal—Reign flipped Dani over, catching her as she fell forward, his arm tight around her waist, holding her ass to his groin.

  Heaving in a deep breath, she flipped her hair back and straightened.

  “I haven’t prepared you yet, so I’m not taking your ass tonight but don’t ever think I’m not going there. And soon.”

  Dani nodded.

  “You want that? Want my cock in your ass? Jax riding your cunt.”

  She tipped her head back and cried out. “Yes!”

  He scraped his teeth across the back of her neck, capturing the taste of her. Her moan
warned him that he’d bit down hard, probably too hard, but he couldn’t stop. The animal inside him was alive tonight.

  “Bend over, kitten. I’m going to have you. Now. Hard.”

  There wasn’t a breath of hesitation in her, as if she wanted exactly what he did—hard, deep fucking.

  She leaned forward, grabbing the arm of her recliner, bending deeper, lifting her ass, the long sleek lines of her dancer’s legs stretching out from beneath the tiny skirt. The material covered her ass and the sight offended him. Reign ripped it aside, not sure if he’d torn the cloth or not. Not caring. Only aware that her ass, her pussy was bare and wet.

  He tugged down his zipper, freeing his cock. The shaft sprang out, hard, long. He wrapped his hand around it, squeezing the tip so he didn’t come. He didn’t want to spill on her. He wanted to be inside her. Wanted his cum flooding her pussy.

  Yeah, that’s what he needed. He fitted the head of his cock to her opening. Slick, wet heat grabbed him. Something inside him told him to slow down but the Cat and the need and the five days of thinking but not having became too much and he surged into her. This time her scream was muffled by the seat cushions but he felt it, heard it. Every last decibel.

  The tight squeeze of her cunt around his cock told him she’d come just as he’d plunged inside her. But there would be more. She was wet and slippery. She’d take him. Hard.

  With that thought in mind, Reign pulled back and began to fuck her. His mind clouded over, the animal in him screaming to be released. Reign fought it and welcomed it, using the Cat’s strength to hold back his orgasm. She felt too sweet. The slick ride of her cunt was perfect. Made for him.

  His balls pulled up close to his cock but he held back. God, he wanted to more.

  A masculine scent crept into the room. Though he recognized it, Reign couldn’t stop the scream of warning.