A Twitch of Tail (5 page)

Melo tipped her chin and waited until she could focus enough to look at him.  “I’ll make him stop, sweetheart.  Do you want to stop?”

Stop?  Was he out of his mind?

She shivered as Tahlon pushed one thick finger inside her.  Panting, she buried her fingers in Melo’s hair and groaned, “It feels too good to stop.  Don’t stop.  Please.”

Melo made a sharp, angry sound, and Tahlon stopped sliding his finger in and out of her.  “If you rush her when she’s not ready, then she’s going to hate us tomorrow.”  Melo looked down at her, cupping her face with his hand.  “Sweetheart, it’s in our nature to want to claim you right now, but we can wait until you’re ready.  We’re not like human males.  We don’t need a long relationship to know when we’ve found the woman who’s right for us.  Our cats know right this instant that you’re perfect for us.  We’ll never leave you or cheat on you.  For the rest of our long lives, it will just be the three of us.  Tahl and I will guard you, love you, and worship you forever.”

Without the dizziness that Tahlon’s tongue and finger had caused, she could think more clearly now.  She understood what Melo was telling her, that he and Tahlon weren’t just looking for a lay, but to make her theirs forever.  He was saying, in plain terms, that unlike the men in her past, they weren’t going to sex her up and then run; they were hers and she was theirs…forever.

“I feel like I’ve known you guys forever, even though we’ve only just met.  A part of me is afraid to rush into this physical side because it’s not worked for me in the past.”

Tahlon nipped at her thigh, and she lifted her head as he kissed the small mark he made.  “You’re it for us.  If you want to wait on the marking for a little while, then at least let me make you come, so I can taste your sweet cream.”

He purred, licking his lips.

She shook her head with a small laugh.  Sobering, she knew that they were strong enough to force her, no matter what she said, but they weren’t going to do that.  She could see that clearly.  Just pleasure now or the full marking, they were letting her control what happened next.  They were right; they weren’t like human males who wanted all the sex without the commitment.  After just a short time with her, they were ready to fully commit forever.

“I’m ready.”  She looked first at Tahlon and then at Melo.

“For what?” Melo asked.

“To be yours forever.”  Her heart spiked with excitement as she realized that her words were sealing her future.  Once they marked her, she was their woman and nothing could change that.

Tahlon growled lightly.  “We’ll always take care of you, Tera.”

Melo nodded, nuzzling her neck, and stroking his tongue behind her ear.  She closed her eyes as her body flooded with desire once more.  Melo captured her mouth with his, swiping his tongue against hers with a possessive growl.  Tahlon resumed his leisurely lapping at her clit, his finger sliding easily into her wetness, achingly slow.

Melo traced the curve of her jaw with his fingers before sliding down her neck and thumbing her collarbone.  He moved lower, over the swell of her breast, the calluses of his fingertips scraping pleasurably over her nipple.  Lifting his mouth from hers, he stared into her eyes for a moment that was at the same time both very brief and an eternity in length.  Then he lowered his head, plumping her breast with his hand and stroking his tongue across her nipple.  She sighed, closing her eyes as he sucked gently on the tip, grazing it with his teeth and tugging lightly.

Her back arched as Tahlon slid another finger inside her, keeping the same, slow pace of his tongue on her throbbing clit.  Melo tended her other breast in the same fashion, touching it first with his fingers and then with his lips and tongue, until every inch of her breasts were sensitive and tingling, and each tug from his lips radiated through her body.

Between Melo and Tahlon she writhed, dancing on the edge of oblivion.  Her fingers clutched at Melo and her legs moved against Tahlon as her breathy voice whispered their names.

Tahlon’s fingers moved inside her, twisting and rubbing on her inner walls until her belly fluttered, and her panting breath slipped into a deep moan.  Melo sucked one of her nipples into his mouth while pinching the other between his finger and thumb.  The fingers inside her rubbed faster and harder against the spot that made her moan.  Her body tensed as pleasure coiled deep inside her, and Tahlon sucked her clit into his mouth hard and fast, pushing her over the edge.  She screamed her pleasure, bucking her hips up as pleasure rolled over her in waves.

Tahlon eased away from her, sitting up and opening the nightstand drawer.  Melo rolled over onto his back, taking her with him.  She felt entirely boneless, her body still spiraling in bliss.

“Take me inside you, Tera,” Melo growled, tilting her face up with both hands.  His eyes were brilliant blue like sapphires lit by flames.

She levered herself up by planting her hands on his chest, and letting her legs fall to either side of his waist.  Scooting backwards, she straddled his hard cock, bringing it forward and resting it against her swollen clit.  She could feel her honey making his cock slick, and she gazed down at the crown of his thick cock before she rose up high enough and placed him at her entrance.  She eased down on him, taking in a deep breath as his hard length parted her slick folds.

“Fuck that feels so good,” Melo groaned, his hands sliding up her thighs and grasping her hips.

The bed shifted.  Tahlon knelt behind her, straddling Melo’s legs.  He moved her hair off her shoulder and kissed her neck.  “Are you ready, Tera?”

“Yes, Tahlon.”  She’d been in a ménage before, but it hadn’t been like this.  Everything that she’d ever known in the past about love and sex was getting blown out of the water by her two mates.

He cupped her face with his left hand and kissed her.  As their tongues danced together, one of the fingers from his right hand, slick with lubricant, began to rub slow circles around her tightest place.  She moaned into his mouth as he eased the tip of his finger into her and held it there.  Melo began to slowly thrust his hips up.  Tahlon pushed his finger in to the second knuckle and then waited for a moment before pushing it inside entirely.  She rolled her hips, relaxing her body as Tahlon began to pump his finger in and out of her slowly.

Melo pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing lightly, making her pussy clench his cock while he continued a slow, steady thrust into her.  Tahlon added a second finger as slowly as the first one, giving her time to get used to the feeling before he moved them faster inside her.  When three of his fingers were moving inside her and she was wound tight from Melo’s teasing on her clit, Tahlon pulled his fingers from her body and leaned back.  She heard the slick sound of lubricant as he covered his cock with it.

The thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance as Melo stilled his movements and Tahlon wrapped one arm around her shoulders.  His breath was hot against her skin as he spoke with a rough voice in her ear.  “I’m not going to wear a condom this time, kitta.  I want to bury myself deep inside you until you’re screaming in pleasure, and then fill you with my come.”

She gripped his arm with her hands.  “Yes, please, yes,” she moaned, biting her lip and casting her gaze down to Melo.  His eyes burned with desire and tenderness.

Melo began stroking her clit quickly with his thumb and she rolled her hips as Tahlon pushed inside her.  Melo flexed his hips and pulled out as Tahlon thrust into her, and Tera closed her eyes and moaned their names.

She felt Tahlon’s body press flush against hers and he purred loudly, licking her neck and nipping at her thundering pulse.  Then he pulled out as Melo thrust in, his thumb strumming her clit.  Tahlon held her tightly against him as he moved in and out of her, moving in tandem with Melo as they drove her to a plateau of pleasure she hadn’t ever known before.  Melo sat up, leaning on one arm as Tahlon leaned her forward.  The change in position made Melo’s cock rub against her sensitive inner walls and the friction of his thumb against her clit shoved her off the edge into white hot pleasure that made stars light in her eyes and her whole world narrow down to the two men holding her tightly in their arms.

Melo roared his release as his cock emptied into her pussy.  Tahlon snarled, his hands gripping her tightly as he came deep inside her.  She felt them kiss the sides of her neck before each one growled and their fangs sank into her neck.  Her body bucked between them, still caught in the pleasure of her climax.

They eased their fangs from her flesh, licking across the wounds.

At the same time, they said, “Mine.”

She let out a breathy laugh.  “Both of yours.”

Completely wrung out, she slumped down onto Melo’s chest as he lay back on the bed with a gusty sigh.  Tahlon eased out of her and moved off the bed.  Melo’s arms came around her and he purred.  “How are you, sweetheart?”

“Ridden hard and put away wet,” she sighed.

He chuckled.  She heard the faucet turn on in the bathroom and the sounds of Tahlon cleaning himself up.  He returned to the bed and she felt a warm washcloth tending her aching flesh, cleaning up the remnants of their lovemaking.

He disappeared again, and she was only barely aware of the click of the bathroom light and the dip of the bed as he settled next to them.  Melo rolled them gently to their sides, and his cock slipped from her depths.  Tahlon moved behind her, and his hand settled on the curve of her hip while he pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

She drifted off to sleep, safely held between her two mates.

* * * * *

Morning came far too quickly for Tera, and being the day of the equinox, she didn’t have the luxury of sleeping in, which brought about the first argument between her and her mates.

“We’re newly mated, Tera,” Tahlon had practically snarled. “You shouldn’t have to work.  If we were humans and married, we’d be on our honeymoon.”

She closed her mouth against the smart retort about how humans didn’t have ménage relationships or have sex one time that was equivalent to a marriage ceremony.  Melo agreed with Tahlon, but he was at least trying to be reasonable.

“If you must be at the ceremony,” Melo started.

“It’s not even an option.”  She folded her arms across her chest.

Melo frowned and said, “
If
you must be at the ceremony tonight, then can’t you at least skip the prep today?  It will drive us crazy to not be with you so soon after our mating.”

She hadn’t thought of that.  She really didn’t know much about tigers or what their mating meant to them.

She sighed and rubbed at her temple.  “Where’s my cell?”

Melo brought her satchel to her, and she rooted around inside until her fingers closed over her phone.  “I wouldn’t want you to go crazy,” she muttered as she found Lorene’s number and called her.

After quickly explaining what happened, Lorene assured her that it was okay for her to miss the prep, but that it really was imperative that she be there for the ceremony.

“We’re bringing in the new lion pride to form our alliance tonight, and as one of our powerful, natural Wiccans, it’s imperative that you’re there.  Your tigers can be there as your personal guards of course.  We’ll see you an hour before sunset at the bluffs.”

The call ended, and Melo plucked the phone from her fingers.

“Sunset isn’t for hours and hours,” Melo said with a wolfish grin.

“Hours and hours,” Tahlon agreed.

She shrieked in laughter when they snatched her up and tossed her to the bed.

“Doesn’t seem long enough,” she murmured.

* * * * *

Melo drove her car to the bluffs, where the Wiccan coven performed their full moon and equinox ceremonies.  The three of them had spent the whole day in bed, and in between making love, they’d talked.  She was quickly growing very fond of them.  Melo was sweetly attentive and had cooked all their meals.  Tahlon was a bit bossy and aggressive, but she could feel how much they both cared for her already.  She was certain that both men would die before they would let a hair on her head be harmed, and she was quickly beginning to feel the same way about them.

They’d protested her nudity under the black cloak, which she had expected.  On the way to the bluffs, they had driven her home so she could pack a bag for the rest of the weekend and also grab her strapless maxi dress.  She had explained that she couldn’t wear it during the actual ceremony, but she could wear it up until they made the circle and that eased some of their annoyance at others seeing her naked.

“Mari said you’re a natural Wiccan,” Tahlon said.  “What’s the difference between a natural and an unnatural Wiccan?”

She shifted in the front seat and rested her cheek against the cool leather.  “A natural Wiccan has at least one parent who is a natural Wiccan.  Unnatural Wiccans can vary, from those whose family members have turned away from their magic until it is nearly non-existent, to those humans who just have an affinity for supernatural things.  There are exceptions to every rule, though.  There are natural Wiccans who aren’t very powerful, and unnatural Wiccans like the two Corners, Bitty and Gwen, who are very powerful.”

“Why would someone want to turn away from magic?  It would be like a tiger deciding he wasn’t going to shift any longer,” Tahlon mused.