Jungle Freakn' Bride (18 page)

He thrust his hips in time to her caressing motion, enjoying
the feel of her fingers sliding over his skin, the little squeeze she gave when she got to the tip.

However, he wanted more than just her hands on him. He wanted to sink back into the heaven of her sex, the tightness of her channel.
He wanted her to scream again as she came apart around and on his cock.

While she stroked, he teased back, his hand reaching out to cup her breast, his action mimicked by Chaob on the other side.
Her nub hardened instantly, begging for attention.
He leaned in and took the bud between his lips, biting down on the tip, male satisfaction pumping through him at her soft cry.
Despite the water
,
which hid her scent, he could see the signs of her arousal in other ways
,
from the way her skin flushed a lovely pink to
the way her eyelids grew heavy.

Placing his hands around her waist, he carried her to the
side of the pool and placed her on the cloths he’d dumped there. Her legs fell open in invitation and he fell on her, sliding his cock in with
one smooth stroke.
Ah, the heat of her.

In and out he thrust, reveling in her soft cries, the moistness of her arousal, the pleasure.
When he felt her body tighten, he rolled off. She let out a mewl of disappointment.

Chaob took his place, hiking one of her long thighs over his shoulder, plowing into her velvety heat while he watched.

In the modern world, men and women restricted themselves to one partner at a time.
How they missed out. Acat found pleasure in watching his best friend thrusting. As an observer, he could admire the beauty of a couple in the throes of passion. The way two bodies merged into one, their bodies moving in synchroni
city
,
t
heir faces flushed with pleasure.

Then it was his turn again, his turn to sink into her welcome heat
,
knowing now he was watched
,
t
hat someone admired his prowess as a lover, saw him giving his bride, his mate
,
such pleasure that she could not help but cry out and rake his shoulders with her nails. He hissed at the ecstasy of her physical expression of her lust.
Reveled in the fact he could make her lose control.

They switched again.
Oh, how she squirmed and begged them to stop torturing.
But it wasn’t a real torture, more of an extended foreplay.
A back and forth, back and forth
sensual slide of flesh on flesh
,
an overload of the senses,
until mindless with lust, she screamed as Chaob pistoned her climaxing sex.

She still keened her bliss when Acat’s turn came again, the
juices of her climax
bathing her channel and making his passage so slick. The quiver of her muscles
made
him gasp as he thrust faster and faster. He leaned back and pinched her clit with his fingers, and she arched, a hoarse scream escaping her lips as another orgasm swept over her and carried him along with it.

Blessed gods, it felt better than
good. In that moment, he forgot his doubts, Chaob’s worries, everything but the pleasurable perfection of the moment.

Surely this time she’ll see we’re meant to be and stop this talk of leaving.
Or so he fervently hoped.

The next time she woke, stretched naked between two male bodies,
Carlie
didn’t freak out. She did, however, almost purr
out
loud
. She bit her tongue to halt it, yet could do nothing about the presence in her head that insisted on rumbling in contentment anyway.
It was much too smug for her state of mind.
And much too
alive
for her to ignore.

Damn but she needed to get a handle on this whole inner kitty deal.
It was partly why she agreed to stay. If she truly could shape
-
shift into a jaguar
,
then she needed to find out more, what it meant
and h
ow to do it.
She needed to learn how to avoid
hack
ing
up hairballs at inopportune moments.
How to make sure I don’t
go
crazy the next time I visit the aquarium at the zoo.

Fingers trailed up her thigh, over her tummy
,
and finished by cupping a breast.
Her feline seemed to think she should bat the presumptuous hand away
,
b
ut she rather enjoyed the way it fondled her.
She turned
her head to
smile at Acat. “Morning, Mr. Kitty.”

“Mr. what?”

Her mischievous smile widened.
“
Mr.
Kitty. Since you wouldn’t talk to me when we first met, and never gave me a name, I made up my own. Of course, at the time, I assumed
my glimpses of the jaguar were because
you wore a
cat
costume.
”

“Could you not have chosen something more manly?” he grumbled
as he tweaked her nipple in a most delicious fashion
.

“
Probably, just like you c
ould you have been less of an asshat and at least told me I wasn’t going to die
.
”
His grunt made her smirk.

“We had our reasons,” Chaob answered from the other side. “Perhaps not valid ones, but we only did what we thought best at the time. What we were taught.”

“Your teachings need updating
,
”
was her dry reply.

“In that we are in agreement.”

Acat’s words surprised her. “Really?”

He
rolled his shoulders in a shrug
as he stood
, distracting her as he stretched his naked and very yummy six
-
foot
-
plus body. Mmm, the things she wanted to do to him..
.
again.
“
It is hard
,
though
,
to change hundreds of years of belief and tradition. Others have not followed the teachings and rules.”
He shook his head instead of continuing.

“And?”
she prodded.

“And the results weren’t
favorable for any of the parties involved
.”

He didn’t elaborate, and she made a mental note to find out more
about
what he meant later.
In the meantime, she watched as he strung his
loincloth
around hips she’d ridden hard, more than once.

“Nice banana sling,” she snickered.

“Glad you like it because we got you one of your own,” he retorted
,
flinging some scraps of material her way. And by scraps, she meant teensy
,
tiny bits of nothing.

She scrambled to her feet and held them up with an incredulous expression. “You’re kidding
,
right? You can’t seriously expect me to wear this
.
I’ll be practically naked.
”

“Yes.
That’s the point.
”

“And you’re okay with that? With other people seeing me in
this
?”
Her nose wrinkled. She’d never been much of a fan of anything
that required insertion between her buttocks
.

“You belong to us. So while you will receive admiring gazes, you need
not
fear any
one approaching or touching you
.
We would kill anyone who dared.
Besides, garments such as these will allow your beast to come forth more easily if needed.”

“
I’d rather wear my own clothes.
”

“You still can, but for the moment, while we travel, these are more suitable.”

“Yeah, if you plan to have a quickie along the way,” she muttered as she strapped the tiny triangles on. As for the thong
-
like bottom, she cringed as she flossed her cheeks with the string.

Chaob grinned at her discomfort. “You will get used to it and in time find it more comfortable than modern clothing.
More liberating
as well
.
”

“If you say so.”
S
he highly doubted it.

She watched as they tidied up the space and packed two
woven satchels
,
which they hung around their necks.
“Where are we going?
Is it time to get my sister?
”

“You are going back to the village.
”

She frowned.
“
But I thought Ruth was expected any
day now
.”

“She is. And
I
,
as her new brother
by marriage
,
along with some other warriors
,
will meet her and the group she is traveling with.”

“
So forget
taking me to
the village.
I’m coming
with you
.”

“No
,
you’re not.”
Acat stated it as a fact.

She planted her hands on her hips.
“What do you mean
,
I’m not?
”

“I do not need you meddling with our tribal tradition.”

Oh no, he wasn’t saying what she thought he was saying
,
was he? “Hold on a second, Mr. Kitty.
I thought we had a deal.
I gave you the time of your lives,
agreed to stay
,
and in exchange
,
you left my sister alone.
”

His mismatched gaze met hers.
“
I
never agreed to that.”

She gaped at him a moment.
“
You bastard.
Y
ou
know that’s why I let you have your way with me last night. Yet you’re telling me
you had no intention of helping my sister
?
”

“
I always intended to help your sister. You said you’d give us what we wanted if we gave you what you wanted. Lucky
f
or us both
,
that meant
great pleasure
,
which I might add
,
is already
your duty as our mate. You just assumed we’d cater to your every whim after you did.”

“
Semantics! Y
ou let me believe it, knowing full well I wouldn’t
have done it otherwise
.”

He shrugged again in a manner s
he began to find most annoying.

“You know this means war.”

“If you insist.
Keep in mind
,
though, t
here
are
two of us against one of you. You won’t win.”

“That’s what you think,” she growled.
If he thought he’d get to enjoy any more of his husbandly rights, he’d better think again. Once she locked those thighs, nothing but the jaws of life would pry them apart.

“You can yell at
me
later.
I
must leave now.
Chaob will tend to you while I am gone.
”

“
I can tend myself
,
thank you very much, and what makes you think I won’t
follow
?
”

“
Are you always this stubborn?” he growled.

“Um, yeah, or weren’t you paying attention
?
” she replied sweetly.

“So much for a spiritual connection,” he muttered.

“When it comes to my sister, I wouldn’t care if you were Montezuma himself. I won’t let her come to harm.”

He snorted. “Do people still speak of that charlatan? Enough. I am done discussing this.
Chaob, dose her.”

“Sorry,” said her other lover, shrugging his shoulders in apology. He blew on his palm.
A sprinkle of dust floated her way just as she inhaled to harangue
Acat
some more.
Instant lethargy crept through her and she slurred one last phrase, “This isn’t over,” before slumping into darkness.