Mate With Me

ure from pain, could get off from being spanked. The humiliation alone should have prevented her from doing anything except trying to stop him, but, on the contrary, the public exposure as well as the embarrassing position had only seemed to heighten her newly awakened senses. He had pushed past all her insecurities, beat down all her defenses and made her feel again when she thought she never would. Not only made her feel, made her explode with ecstasy she had never imagined was possible. She was just now discovering the pleasures of sex and realizing she wanted more. But before that could happen, she had to track down her mate and find out where she had gone wrong last night.

Dressing swiftly, she hoped to catch him before he shut himself away for the day, but when she got downstairs the only one waiting for her was Abby.

“Ready to go?” Abby asked, her look as neutral as her tone.

Grace hadn’t seen her since last night, had been so consumed with pleasure she hadn’t even been aware that Abby and Damien had left the veranda until she was standing there all alone after Jacob disappeared. Apparently, Jacob wasn’t the only one put out with her.

“I was hoping to talk with Jacob before we left.”

“Sorry,” Abby said in a kinder tone. Obviously Grace was confused but willing to speak with Jacob, which in her opinion, was a step forward. “They’ve already turned in. I’m sure you’ll see him this evening.” At least she hoped so. Jacob looked like he had resigned himself to losing Grace before he ever really had her when he came inside last night, and there was nothing either Damien or she could say to get him to give her more time. Hopefully, by tonight, he will have had a change of heart.

It was a long day for Grace. She couldn’t keep her mind off of Jacob, not that that was anything new. But instead of fretting over her fear of him and what he wanted from her, she was fretting over his promise that ‘it’ would not happen again. That sentence held a multitude of meanings, none of which she liked. When Damien arrived with Abby to pick her up that evening, she couldn’t hide her irritation and disappointment.

“Why didn’t Jacob come?” she asked him as she slid into the back seat.

“I don’t know, Grace,” he answered her honestly. Jacob had been closed mouthed last night and was conspicuously gone when Damien and the twins had come downstairs together after rising.

Grace didn’t say anything else and when they arrived back at the plantation and there was no sign of Jacob, she went upstairs, her heart aching and she wasn’t even sure why. She skipped going down to eat dinner with Abby like she usually did and instead curled up in the large armchair that faced the fireplace and picked up her book, determined to get lost in fantasy and put Jacob out of her mind. But two hours later, she had barely read but a few pages, her mind insisting on dwelling on the look on Jacob’s face last night and his absence today.

“Damn the man,” she swore as she tossed her book aside and strode out of the room. He had pushed until she could do nothing but give in, and when she finally does, what does he do? Gives up? She had no idea, because he wasn’t around so she could ask him. Stomping downstairs, she searched every room until the peal of Abby’s laughter drew her outside.

With a low groan, she spotted Abby and Damien skinny dipping, the tigers laying lazily in the yard, watching the couple with bored expressions. Damien’s hands were everywhere as they swam together, Abby playfully trying to elude his touch while sneaking in a few of her own caresses under the water. There was an underwater light that lit up the entire pool leaving nothing to the imagination as the two of them frolicked.

Grace thought she should leave them some privacy then changed her mind when she recalled how no one around here seemed to mind an onlooker. Without realizing it, she found herself envying the other couple, wishing she could be that open and carefree with Jacob, no reservations, no fears and no uncertainties marring their time together. She had been close last night, but Jacob hadn’t given her the chance to see if she could take that step. She resented him for that even though she had to admit he had been more than patient with her.

When Damien cupped Abby’s breast, Grace’s own nipple tightened in response. When he squeezed Abby’s ass, her own cheeks clenched and when he palmed her pussy, her own gushed in response. Her eyes may be on the other couple, but her mind was still consumed with Jacob, and it was the undeniable need for him that had her responding so heatedly to watching the other couple.

Damien apparently had enough play and with a strength Grace still found astonishing to witness, lifted Abby onto the side of the pool. Spreading her legs, he buried his head between them as Abby leaned back on her arms, lay her head back so her long sable hair fell like a wet blanket down her back and let out a long moan of pleasure. She should leave, Grace thought, but made no move to do so. Her pussy heated as she watched Damien drive Abby to climax, her throat closed as she remembered how Jacob’s fingers felt inside her and as she imagined his mouth doing what his fingers had so expertly done. Her one boyfriend had only gone down on her a few times, and her reaction had been no more earth shattering than when he had fucked her. Nothing even close to what Abby was apparently experiencing.

Was it the connection that made the difference, or the man? If she got the chance, she was going to find out. She was tired of constantly watching and dreaming, tired of the fear overruling her body’s demands. Grace turned away as Damien replaced his mouth with his cock, determined to confront Jacob and what he wanted from her head on. That is, if she ever saw him again.

Chapter Fourteen

Caitlin knew they were back when sudden blinding need overtook her. The inside of her thigh started to tingle, which made her nipples tingle, which made her pussy tingle, which made her irritable. Watching them move with sure strides towards the bar, she honestly couldn’t say which one had her senses fired up on all cylinders, had that strange mark on her thigh throbbing with warmth and her breasts and pussy responding in kind. Last night in the alley they had come across as men who could handle any situation and remain unfazed, and they had that same calm, but determined look about them now.

She didn’t mind sexual attraction. On the contrary, she used to enjoy it immensely. What had her on edge was the intensity of her lust, especially coming on the heels of a long dry spell of feeling nothing, no strong urges to get laid, no real need to have sex with anyone, not even men she found attractive. She couldn’t help but wonder what had changed, why now and why with not only one man, but two. She could always settle for the easy explanation, the obvious taboo lure of two men, brothers, whose physical appeal alone would knock the socks off any sane woman. But she had never shied away from facing the truth, and accepting that possibility and running with it would be a cop out. There was more going on here than the temptation to fulfill a sexual fantasy of fucking two men. And until she found out what it was, she was going to keep her distance.

“Your admirers are back.”

Caitlin’s gaze shifted from the brothers to Bobby, noted the lustful gleam in his blue eyes and grinned. They were the same height, so it was easy to wrap her arm around his shoulders and give him a friendly hug. “Go for it. I won’t stand in your way.”

“Yeah, right,” he snorted, returning her hug before pulling away. “Everybody in the place can see they only have eyes for you. The women are glaring daggers at you and the men are glaring daggers at them. Put us all out of our misery, sweetie, and give ‘em what they want so we can all move on.”

“Not gonna happen. Take care of them please.” Turning, she moved several paces down, pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels out from under the bar and started to fill a few orders as she tried to ignore them when they took a seat, their nearness making her tremble with arousal, adding to her irritation.

Bobby raised a black brow in question, but didn’t say anything. “Welcome back. What’s your pleasure tonight, gentlemen.”

“Beer, please,” Jon ordered even though he really didn’t want one. Keeping up appearances was important, though, especially since it looked like their girl was going to play hard to get for now.

“Nothing for me,” Luc told the bartender, a little put out at the possessiveness he felt when he saw Caitlin wrap her arm around his shoulders with a familiarity that got on his nerves. “You been working here long?” he asked, wanting to know exactly how close the two were.

“Eight years. Caitlin’s as good a boss as Dan was, God rest his soul. I wouldn’t want to work for anyone else,” Bobby told them as he poured the beer and slid it across the bar toward the one with hazel eyes, the only physical distinction between the two. The other one’s amber eyes were a touch cooler as they watched Caitlin unblinkingly, his jaw kept more rigid as if he wasn’t sure about her, or maybe it was his own attraction to her he was fighting. Bobby struggled to bite back a grin of anticipation. Those two were going to bat heads, but he had a feeling the other brother would put a quick halt to any conflicts by the way he did nothing to hide his growing interest.

“She buy the place from him?” Jon asked as he took a very small sip of the beer. They had both stopped in an alley and fed off a couple of college kids who were still celebrating spring break. At least that was one hunger they could temporarily sate until they mated with Caitlin, which he, and Luc, intended to do as soon as possible even if Luc wasn’t ready to embrace the idea wholeheartedly yet. Jon wasn’t worried about his brother’s reluctance, he knew Luc wouldn’t be able to deny his body’s dictate or resist the allure of bonding with their chosen one for long.

“Inherited it. Anything else you want to know about Caitlin, you’ll have to get from her,” Bobby answered coolly, letting them know his first loyalty was to her. “Let me know when you’re ready for a refill.”

“They’re close,” Luc murmured when Bobby moved away to wait on another customer.