A Summer in Paradise (6 page)

“
What do you call spanking
me?”

“
We would do that for your
protection.”

They both released her and stepped
back. “Would you still want to go outside after we threatened you
with a spanking?”

Pearl looked up at him. Was he serious?
“Of course I wouldn’t you’re both bigger and stronger than
me.”

“
Never think we would use
our strength to harm you, darlin’,” Jarrod replied.

“
How am I supposed to know
that?” Other men had. Even a human man had used his strength
against her. How could she live with herself if she found that she
had run from one abusive relationship into another?

“
Because,” Duncan said as he
feathered his fingers though her hair. “We love you.”

“
Yeah,” she said with a
snort. “I’ve heard that one before, too.”

Duncan cupped her cheek again and she
couldn’t stop herself from leaning into his hand. What was it about
these two that made her trust them when every thought she had told
her to run?

She closed her eyes. Every one of her
instincts had told her to trust Glenn. Had her self-preservation
meter gone wonky? Whatever the reasons, she’d trusted her ex and
he’d hurt her.

Maybe she didn’t trust these two
because she just had bad judgment when it came to men.

With a sigh, she made her decision and
stepped closer. Whatever happened, she wanted this time with them.
Even if her heart steered her in the wrong direction, she would at
least know what it was like to be with them and at the end of the
summer, she would leave, just as she’d planned. Either way, she
would at least know what it was like to sleep with the two men she
had loved since she was only a girl.

Chapter Ten

Duncan fisted his hand in Pearl’s dark
hair and drew her closer. When she was just a girl, she had always
smelled of flowers and sunshine and sexy, sexy woman. Even though
it had been hell to be around her when she was younger, they always
anticipated her visits.

Though she never knew it, they heard
her coming when they had come up here to relax all those years ago.
They could hear her walking through the woods, talking to the
animals while she made her way up the mountainside.

She had been so full of life, of
innocence. At first they had thought it was her love of life that
drew them to her so inexplicably. It was only after she left, when
they thought her lost to them, that they realized that she could
have been their mate.

Perhaps it was for the best that she
had gone. If she had stayed and had been violated like her sister,
it would have driven them mad. Their beasts would have sought out
and killed the men responsible for raping her. In their rage, they
would not have been careful, they would have sought out the men and
killed them as viciously as they could. Inevitably, someone would
have seen them and their cover would have been blown.

He slanted his mouth gently over hers,
loving the feel of her soft lips pressed against his. No, her
leaving had been for the best. Perhaps it had even saved all of
their lives.

When she opened for his questing
tongue, he thrust inside.

She tasted of the honey she used on the
biscuits he had made. The cabin, always well stocked, had the
makings of several meals in the pantry. With no electricity, the
meals were simple, but nourishing and he’d used some of the flour
to add to their meal.

Duncan felt Jarrod’s head near his as
the other man nuzzled her neck, his hands cupping her full breasts.
This was what they had dreamed of all these years. This woman
completed them.

Hell, no wonder he was so fucking horny
he could drive a railroad spike through a tree trunk with his dick,
he was so fucking hard. His cock jutted up, pressing against her
stomach. No embarrassment here. No difficulty in getting his cock
to stand at attention for this woman. Relieved that his equipment
wasn’t defective after all, he pressed forward, rocking her against
his hard length.

Breaking their kiss, he moved lower,
his lips and tongue gently tasting every inch of her jaw and neck
as he pushed her oversized t-shirt aside to suckle the tight peak
of her breast.

He inhaled deeply, loving her scent as
he moved from one breast to the other while Jarrod held them up for
his loving attention.

Bending his legs, he wrapped his arms
around her waist and pulled her tighter against him as he continued
to suckle and lave the hardened nubs.

He almost chuckled when she groaned,
her head falling back to rest on Jarrod’s shoulder. This was how
they were meant to be together. This was why his body wouldn’t
respond to another. It had waited for her to return.

“
Spread your legs, baby,” he
whispered against her breast. Gooseflesh covered her arms and legs
as his hands skimmed over her lightly tanned skin, as his hand made
its way past the elastic waistband of the shorts he’d hidden here
so many years ago. He thrust his hand between her spread thighs,
his fingers delving deep between her slick folds.

Not once did he come back here to
retrieve them. He knew that once he had her scent in his nostrils
again, he wouldn’t stop until he found her. Then, when he finally
came to the decision to go in search of her, she returned to his
side.

She hadn’t changed a bit. She was the
same girl who left here all those years ago. The only difference
was that she was no longer that little teenaged girl. She was a
woman who could drive both Jarrod and himself wild with just a
smile or an innocent glance.

He straightened his legs, lifting her
off the floor when her legs gave out. He continued to suckle her
breast while Jarrod moved toward one of the double beds and turned
the covers down.

Gently, Duncan lowered her to the bed.
Before joining her, they both shed what little clothing they wore
and left it in two forgotten heaps on the floor. He moved down her
body, removing her clothes as he went. He didn’t know what he would
do if she turned him down now. He hoped to God he could stop before
he hurt her. His beast rode him hard to bury his face between her
legs and drink of the sweet nectar it knew it would find
there.

He needed to fully taste this woman
more than he had ever needed anything before in his long
life.

Once he had removed her clothes, with
Jarrod’s help, he settled himself between her legs. Pressing the
palm of his hand on her lower stomach, he rested his chin on her
mons. “Tell me to stop this madness now, Pearl, or I will continue
to love you, to taste you.”

“
Yes, baby,” Jarrod
whispered in her ear, just loud enough for him to hear. “He’s going
to settle himself between your creamy thighs and eat your pretty
little pussy, until you scream.”

Pearl whimpered, her breaths coming in
short pants as Duncan continued to slide his fingers through her
creamy flesh.

“
He’s right, Pearl.” He
leaned down to breathe on the glistening, plump lips. “I’m going to
eat this pretty pussy until you beg me to make you
come.”

“
Please…”

“
Begging all ready?” He
grinned then snaked his tongue through her pretty pink flesh,
paying special attention to her clit. He lapped at the engorged
nub, then sucked it into his mouth.

Pearl arched her back, pressing her
breast up for Jarrod’s ministrations as she reached down and
grabbed his head. “Yesss.”

She drew the word out slowly. Her hips
undulated on the bed as he continued to lap and suckle her nether
flesh.

Chapter Eleven

Pearl squirmed on the bed as Jarrod
suckled her breasts and Duncan continued to eat at her pussy. She
didn’t know what to expect next from the two men. She’d never felt
this way. Never in her life had anyone taken the time to make her
feel this wanted, or this sexy.

She couldn’t count the assaults before
she left Paradise. Most of the time she didn’t even want to think
about them. Though, she’d thought of them more since she returned
than she had in the last three years.

Glenn was never one to take his time
with anything. He rushed through everything, including sex, or
perhaps, especially sex. He wanted his pleasure, but hers was
barely an afterthought.

“
Stop thinking of old
lovers,” Duncan almost growled the words against her flesh. It
vibrated her clit and made Pearl shiver. If he intended to do that
every time she thought of other men, she might do it a
lot.

Duncan swatted her rear. “I said stop.”
He lifted his head, his eyes glittering with anger and glowing with
the predatory look of his jaguar. “Don’t make me spank you again,
Pearl. The next time, I’ll put you over my knee:” He looked at her
nether flesh. “I would rather continue to eat this pretty
pussy.”

“
I would like that, too.”
Pearl squirmed again. She didn’t know her voice could sound so
breathless and needy.

“
Put your legs over my
shoulders, mate.”

Pearl did what Duncan ordered, but
wanted to tell him she could never be their mate.

Heat curled through her stomach and her
blood. It grew with every stroke of his tongue, every time he
thrust his fingers into her needy pussy. After a few minutes, he
began to press up and massage the inside of her channel.

Her body arched up off the bed as she
panted with need. Jarrod plucked at her nipples, his fingers
pulling and twisting them gently, then with a bit more
force.

“
Do you like that?” he asked
when she groaned. “We’re going to worship your body until you
scream, until you come like you have never come before.”

Duncan lifted his head and chuckled.
“That’s the plan.”

Pearl whimpered at their words. She
arched her back when Jarrod wrapped his lips around her right
nipple, pulling the tight peak into his mouth. The sensation shot
arrows of pleasure from her nipple, straight to her pussy—her empty
pussy.

“
Then stop talking about it
and get it done.” She wished she could growl at them the way they
did her, but she wasn’t a shifter. She was only human. Writhing on
the bed in desperate need, Pearl couldn’t wait to feel what they
had in mind. She only wished they would hurry up about it. She
arched her back, thrusting her hips up in a silent
demand.

Jarrod suckled her breasts, alternating
between them as Duncan suckled her labia, thrust his fingers inside
her and blew his warm breath against her clit. She knew she would
explode as soon as he touched the sensitive nub, but he seemed
content to just tease her.

She fisted her hands in the sheets, her
head thrashing back and forth. A fine sheen of perspiration covered
her flesh as she reached, strained, for a release the men didn’t
seem in a hurry to give her.

“
Tell me what you want,
Pearl. Tell
us
what
you need.” Jarrod breathed the words in her ear.

“
I want you two to stop
talking and start doing.” She arched up off the bed in an effort to
get Jarrod to suck her nipple harder, deeper into his mouth. She
almost screamed with frustration when he stopped, releasing her
nipple gently, and then laving it with his tongue.

“
Be more specific.” Jarrod
continued to tease her nipples as Duncan did her oh-so-empty
pussy.

They were going to make her say it. She
may as well get over the embarrassment of wanting and needing them
so badly and shout it out to just get it over with. “I want Duncan
to eat my pussy until I come. I want you both to fuck me until I
scream, until I can’t see straight.”

There she said it. Maybe now they would
get down to business and finally let her have that orgasm that she
could feel hovering just out of her reach.

Finally, Duncan lowered his head
further toward her sex. Pearl felt the warmth of his breath, the
rasp of his rough cat-like tongue against her sensitive clit. She
clamped her legs against the sides of his head, holding him in
place. When he finally sucked her clit into his mouth with a strong
pull, she screamed.

Duncan pressed her legs apart, making
more room for his broad shoulders, all the while suckling the
sensitive bud of her clit. His experienced tongue flicked over her
sensitive flesh. It danced through her slick folds until she arched
up of the bed, her legs, once again tightening around his head,
locking him in place while the world seemed to burn bright and go
up in flames around her.

Ever so slowly, Duncan kissed his way
back up her body, stopping occasionally to pay homage to the
indentation of her navel, the undersides of her breasts and her
over-sensitive nipples.

As Duncan kissed his way up her body,
Jarrod kissed his way all the way down to her feet.

He kissed the soles of her feet and
suckled each of her toes into his mouth before he made his way back
up her legs to settle himself between her quivering
thighs.

Pearl wasn’t sure she could take
another man lapping at her nether flesh. She still shook from the
last assault and she wondered how long she would last before he
drove her over the edge of another mind-blowing climax.