Two Wolves for Cat (Paranormal Shapeshifter Werewolf Romance)

by Mina Carter

  Jayce grabbed Vangadr by the front of his shirt and yanked him closer, glaring down into his face as he dangled. He smiled as he realized he and Ryder were both just a hair taller than the demi-god.

  “What? The shit we’re about to beat out of you will be rainbow-colored?” Jayce snarled, “Because god or no fucking god, father or no father, we are going to kill you.”

  Vangadr paled. Then, without warning, he blinked out of existence. Jayce looked at his empty hands in surprise.

  “Bastard! Where’d he go?” Ryder’s voice echoed Jayce’s surprise.

  “He’s translocated…” Jayce spun on a heel, looking for the place Vangadr would reappear. Because he would. He had to. “Fuck it. I hate dealing with deities. He can’t have gone far.”

  Ryder stood still, closing his eyes for a moment and going motionless. Without asking, Jayce knew what he was doing. Searching out their errant father on the astral plane. Something neither of them had ever done before. That wasn’t the only thing either, deep within himself Jayce felt different. As though meeting their father for the first time had awoken something inside him.

  “No, he’s gone. Can’t get a trace on him at all.” Ryder shook his head and reached for the phone in his pocket. Flipping it open he looked at the display, “Crap, no signal…”

  Jayce grinned. “Hey, we’re part-god remember?”

  “Good point…” Ryder glared at the phone for a minute. Then he grunted and dialed. “Yeah, Sal? This is Ry Vanir…listen, do a search for me on a deity called Vangadr, would ya? If there’s a bounty on him, we want it. Yeah, cheers, doll. We’ll be done soon. We have something to clear up first…”

  Cat felt like the outsider looking in as the twins turned toward her. Around them werecats lay moaning on the ground, no longer a threat. Having both sets of green eyes on her was unsettling. Just the same as she remembered but so, so different. There was a buzz in the air around them. The same buzz she’d felt when Vangadr had touched her except this time her skin wasn’t trying to crawl off her bones to get away.

  Suddenly she understood what made them different. The whole part-shift deal, the danger that clung to them, the reason the seers in the pack didn’t like them, the reason they made alphas nervous.

  Because they were alpha wolves and they weren’t. They weren’t werewolves at all, they were just playing wolf and always had been.

  She took a wary step forward, awe filling her. Awe because they were beautiful, stood there like…well, like gods, and wariness because of the look on Jayce’s face. Hostility and pain radiated from him in waves.

  “Is it true? He really is a god?” she asked, reaching them.

  “Was. His days are numbered,” Jayce said shortly, turning away from her and talking to his brother instead. “I’ll take whatever Sal’s got lined up for us. Call me when you’re done here and you’re ready to work again.”

  The atmosphere went from bad to shitty in a heartbeat. “Com’on bro, no need to be like that—” Ryder tried but Cat cut him off.

  Caitlin was a calm woman, most of the time. Now though she rode the razor edge of sexual need, fear and fury. The first she’d been dealing with since she’d realized she was going into heat…the second, since the cats had attacked them yesterday, but the third was all new and all directed at Jayce.

  “You know what? Screw you.” She hated the wavering edge of tears in her voice. “I didn’t have to run my paws off to tell you guys about your mom. I didn’t have to walk out on my pack because I thought you’d want to know and I don’t have to put up with this shit. You got a problem with me, Jayce? Let’s have it out here and now.”

  “I don’t have a problem with you, Cat. Enjoy your life.”

  Jayce turned away without looking at her, his voice defeated. That made Cat all the angrier and she did something she’d never dreamt of doing in her lifetime.

  She shoved him. Hard.

  “Look at me, Jayce, and tell me what the fucking problem is. Or do I have to bloody beat it out of you?” She placed her hands on her hips as Jayce stumbled in surprise. He righted himself quickly and turned to look at her. Ryder stepped back, his upraised hand hiding his smile.

  “Playing dangerous games, babe. You sure you want to go there?” His blond eyebrow arched up toward his hairline. The sentence rolled off his tongue in the smooth-as-silk voice that was Jayce at his most charming, or his most lethal.

  Determined not to let him distract her, she ignored it and glared at him. “Totally sure. You obviously have some maggot in your head and I want to know what your problem is.”

  “You want to know what my problem is?”

  “Yeah, what am I? Speaking freaking Martian here? Let me put this in terms even your simplistic male brain can comprehend. What. Is. Your. Deal?”

  Cat folded her arms, her weight on one leg as she waited for him to answer. To one side she could see Ryder’s shoulders shaking in amusement. She shot him a look, one that said “I’ll deal with you later.” It only made his broad shoulders shake all the more.

  “My problem?” Jayce’s voice was quiet but wound so tightly if he’d been a spring, he’d have broken under the pressure. “The woman I love chose my goddamn brother before I could get a fucking shot at her. So, yeah, I got a problem. Happy now?”

  Cat’s heart melted at the misery she could hear under all the anger in his voice and she stepped forward to grab Jayce’s forearm. Jayce tried to shake her off but she held on like glue.

  “No, I’m not happy.”

  He laughed, the sound bitter, and removed her hand finger by finger from his solidly muscled arm. “Sorry, doll, but from where I’m standing that’s kinda hard to believe.”

  “I didn’t choose Ryder.”

  A dismissive shrug. “You chose him or he chose you, amounts to the same thing—”

  “I’m choosing you both, so will you just shut up and kiss me?” Cat ordered and reached up on her tiptoes to kiss him, hoping desperately he didn’t push her away.

  Chapter 7

  Hours later Jayce was still reeling in shock as the two men waited for Cat to emerge from the hotel bathroom.

  “Christ, how long does it take for a woman to get ready?” he groused from his position lounging against the headboard of the bed. They’d gotten a few weird looks when they’d asked at reception for the wedding suite…for three. A hard look from Jayce had forestalled any questions and a key had been handed over in short order.

  “I think we’ve had this conver…ver… oh my god.” Ryder’s voice trailed off as the door to the bathroom opened and Cat stepped out.

  Jayce stopped breathing.

  Cat’s hair was still wet from the shower and she had a simple towel wrapped around her, but she was the most seductive thing he’d ever seen. Without thinking, he was on his feet, so close to her he could feel the heat of her skin against his. She was running a fever, normal for a female fully in heat.

  Heat. Just the thought of it poured lava through his veins. His cock went hard in an instant. Every male wolf fantasized about his mate in heat and Jayce was no exception, even if he hadn’t already had years of longing backing this up.

  “You look beautiful,” he murmured, sincerity coloring his voice. She looked up at him, a light flush riding her cheeks. The mixture of awareness and innocence in her eyes pierced him to the core.

  “Yeah? You’re just saying that.” Cat bit her lower lip as she reached out to touch him. Her small hands spread over his chest in exploration. Jayce shuddered and closed his eyes. The next instant he gathered her in his arms and dropped her giggling on the bed.

  “Just saying that, huh?” He eased down beside her, the bed dipping on the other side as Ryder slid in behind her. “What say we show you how beautiful you are?”

  Jayce’s first kiss stole Cat’s breath, his second her ability to think and his third took her soul. Cat whimpered in the back of her throat and arched against him as Ryder unwrapped the towel from her body with gentle hands.

  Pl
easure coursed through her as their hands smoothed across her skin. Being with Ryder earlier had been wonderful, amazing, but having both was the fulfillment of every fantasy she’d ever had. She’d given her heart to these two men, to both of them, and although this wasn’t a traditional “pairing” Cat knew deep down she’d been born for them.

  “Oh god…more, please…”

  Jayce’s mouth blazed a trail down her body to latch on to her nipple, his hands stroking and offering the plumpness of her breast to his lips like a succulent treat. Behind her Ryder nuzzled her neck as his fingers moved down to slide around her waist and lower.

  “More we can do.” Gently Jayce pushed her onto her back and parted her legs to trail his fingertips up the sensitive skin along her inner thighs. Cat’s body tightened in anticipation as he drew circles upward toward her sex. Jayce flicked his tongue over her nipple, sucking it into the warm cavern of his mouth. Cat groaned, shivering under his touch.

  “We’re both going to take you, you know?” Ryder murmured by her ear, keeping up a running commentary of the things he and Jayce had ever wanted to do to and with her, the erotic details sending her arousal spiking higher.

  Jayce trailed kisses across her toned stomach. She sucked a shuddering breath in as he kissed her belly, the blade of her hip and in the crease between her leg and her groin. Cat’s pussy clenched hard, her clit aching.

  “Stop teasing me and get on with it!”

  She arched her back as Ryder cupped her breasts and rolled her nipples between his fingers. Then Jayce’s warm breath blew over her folds and she tensed, all her attention focused on the man settling between her legs. He pushed her thighs further apart and stopped. A groan of appreciation rumbled in the back of his throat.

  She stiffened as he probed her folds with his tongue, parting them to seek the treasures within. He licked along her in one slow sweep from her slit to her clit. Her body melted as he nibbled, alternating soft licks with pulling the sensitive nub of flesh into his mouth and suckling until she was nearly out of her mind. Her hands coiled in the sheets, clutching at them as Jayce drove her arousal higher.

  Her hips shifted as she got closer to the edge, driven there by the relentless urging of Jayce’s clever lips and tongue against her. Liquid heat flooded her channel and he moaned. His tongue drove into her, seeking the source of the heat and setting fireworks off behind Cat’s eyelids.

  She arched her back more, the restless feeling getting worse, until she couldn’t keep still. “Jayce, please…I need you. I need to feel you inside me.”

  Jayce moved over her, bracing himself on his arms as his brother pulled back a little. Cat looked at Ryder in concern. He smiled, his green eyes filled with love and desire. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’m right here.”

  Cat nodded but Jayce’s hard knee spread her thighs further apart and her attention was hijacked by the feel of his muscular body against hers. She glanced up, caught his eye and was blown away by the intense look.

  “I’ve wanted to do this for years,” he admitted. He dipped his hips and ran the head of his cock against her. It slid over the heated flesh of her sex, seeking and finding the slick entrance to her pussy. Cat caught her breath as he pushed into her. He was just as big as Ryder, stretching as his hips drove forward.

  A sound nearer to a purr than a growl rumbled in the back of her throat as her body clenched in need around his cock, welcoming him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her fingers stroked the shaved hair at his nape. It was like rich velvet, a sensual delight she reveled in.

  “You feel…” Jayce broke off, his eyes closing and then opening wide as he slid deeper into Cat’s body. Her arousal made the penetration easier but she was still gasping for her breath by the time his hips met hers.

  “No, you feel amazing,” she told him as she brushed her fingertips along his cheekbone, her eyes intent on his. “I love the way you feel inside me. Filling me, I’ve never felt like this before.”

  “Hey!” Ryder complained. Rather than breaking the sensual mood, it only increased it.

  “You know what I mean.” A smile curved Cat’s lips as she arched her back and Jayce slipped another half inch deeper. He gasped, his eyes crossing. By her head his fist tightened in the covers.

  “Fuck…!”

  Cat wriggled as mischief filled her. “Well, that’s what I’m hoping.”

  She’d meant to tease but caught payback for it. Pleasure, hot and immediate, surged through her as Jayce’s cock stroked nerve endings deep inside her. She moved in a subconscious command to do it again and Jayce chuckled.

  “Here I was thinking you were innocent, little wolf.” His voice rough, he pulled out of her, almost completely. Then, with just the head of his cock in her he rotated his hips and drove back in. This thrust though was not the slow and gentle slide of his first penetration. No, this time he drove into her with a strength and power that blew her mind.

  “Ohhhhh…no, not innocent.” Cat shot him a sultry look from under her lashes. “Well maybe on the outside. Inside, in here,” she tapped her temple, “I haven’t been innocent for years. Not since I figured out the differences between little boy and little girl wolves.”

  Jayce’s face grew dark as he withdrew and slammed into her again, a fierce and possessive look stamped onto his handsome features. He grabbed her hands, pinned them above her head and stretched out over her, setting up a rhythm that made Cat want to whimper and beg him never to stop.

  “The only thoughts you’ll be having from now on will be about me…about us.” Jayce nipped the soft lobe of her ear then moved down her body to catch her nipple between his lips again, letting go of her hands.

  “You’re jealous? You’re kidding me? I-I’ve been dreaming about you two for years.”

  A rumble of appeasement sounded in Jayce’s chest, something that might have been an answer but at that moment he twisted his hips. Inside her his cock pressed against all sorts of new and interesting places. Cat’s eyes rolled back as a soft whimper escaped her lips.

  “Tell me,” he demanded, lifting his head and spearing her with a green gaze.

  “Tell us.”

  The bed next to them dipped. Cat looked up to meet Ryder’s gaze. One knee on the bed, he had his cock in his hand, pumping the stiff shaft with slow movements.

  Her eyes fixed on it. Thick and hard, the broad head was swollen with a slight purple tint. Ryder grinned as he noticed her interest, pulling his hand back to the base and holding it erect so she could look her fill.

  “Touch me.” His order was gruff and full of need.

  She reached out and wrapped her fingers around him. They didn’t quite touch around the shaft and her pussy clenched in anticipation, tightening on Jayce’s cock already buried deep inside her. When he was done, she would be filled by this cock too and the thought made her hot.

  “Fuck,” Jayce gasped, his hands pulling the covers under her head tight. “Make her do that again…she’s so tight, nearly shot my load right then.”

  “Tell us kitty-cat, what do you dream?” Ryder watched Cat as she was fucked by his brother and her fingers moved along his rigid length in an erotic dance.

  Her cheeks flamed with color—part sexual arousal and part embarrassment. Could she do it…could she tell them what she’d been dreaming about for years? The secret desire that embarrassed her as much as it excited her?

  “I dream about you…both of you,” she admitted, her voice soft but gaining in confidence. In for a dime, in for a dollar and all that. “Kissing me, touching me…us in bed,” she trailed off, unable to meet his eyes but Ryder’s hand closed over hers on his cock.

  “And? What are we doing in bed? This?” he prompted gently.

  “No…you’re both…” Cat paused, her voice drying up as Ryder stopped her hand. At the same moment Jayce stilled as well and she was pinned by two sets of gold-rimmed eyes. Watching her, waiting in anticipation.

  “Go on.” Jayce’s voice was husky. “We’re both what exactl
y?”

  Her cheeks burned bright and hot. “You’re both…you know…at the same time,” she admitted in a rush. Desperate to take their attention off her she wriggled her hips to get Jayce to move again. “Don’t worry about it. It’s perverted.”

  “Oh no, we’re not going to forget something like a woman wanting…asking us both to fuck her.” Both brothers’ eyes gleamed as they looked at each other in silent communication.

  Then they moved, Cat squeaking in surprise as Jayce rolled her over on top of him and impaled her on his massive cock in one slick movement. She shivered right down to her toes as the hard knot in her belly spread outward, filling her with warmth and tension. His large hands spread over her hips, holding her down on his cock as it pulsed and jerked within her.

  “You asked to fuck both of us, honey—believe me, we don’t have any problem with that,” Jayce assured her and used a hard hand in the nape of her neck to pull her down for a kiss so hot her toes curled against the white sheets. Behind her the bed shifted again and Ryder’s hands smoothed down her back.

  “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered as his hands swept the cello curve of her waist and hips. “You realize after this we’re not going to let you go? We’re going to keep you holed up here and chained to the bed?”

  The idea sent fire through her body and she moaned. “Per…haps I don’t want to be let go,” she replied as his hands reached her ass, smoothing and shaping the generous curves there.

  “Good.” His hands left her skin and she heard the sounds of movement behind her. Cat tried to look over her shoulder to see what he was doing, but her questions were answered the next moment as something cold and slick landed in the groove between her ass checks and slid downward.

  “Ahhhhh…”

  Jayce moved. Slight movements but enough to stroke the hypersensitive nerve endings in her pussy and his hands stole between them to play with the hard bud of her clit as his brother’s fingers rubbed the cold lube in the crack of her backside, working it against the puckered rose of her ass.