Protect and Serve Shifting Forces (9 page)

Varick’s uniform joins Kender’s clothes on the floor -- way too slowly. “Just shut up and get over here, will you two? A girl could grow cobwebs before you stop arguing about who’s the best.”

“Mmm. Started without us, didn’t you, baby?” Varick’s body dips the bed as he returns to me. His mouth covers mine with a moan, his tongue sweeping inside in a delicate dance of hungry need. I grab his cock as he tastes me, feeling his breath catch at the sensation. Gripping his shaft firmly, I slide my hand back and forth and tease the tip with my thumb. He jumps every time I slip over his sweet spot. He’s so sensitive there--I love watching him lose control.

“There’s no argument about it, sweetheart.” Kender pulls me toward him, rolling me to meet his hot, needy embrace. “Varick just won’t admit I’m the better man.” Threading his fingers through my hair, he holds me close and explores my face with his lips, making love to my mouth. The tense desire in his body radiates through me as he takes his time, his tenderness evident in every touch.

Varick spoons against my back, his arms encircling me to press his erection close. His cock slides through the wetness between my thighs, rubbing against my clit with every pass.

“Damn you, Varick, stop teasing! I need you inside me.” With an easy push, he readjusts and slides the length of his cock into me, tearing a moan from my lips.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for us, Aurora.” His voice tightens as he grips my hips, deepening his thrusts; harder, faster. The hard suck of his mouth on my neck forces urgent desire through me.

The rough slide of Kender’s lips over my breasts pulls me higher. His tongue teases my taut nipples, teeth gently nipping in between the sensual tugs of his mouth. I arch uncontrollably against him as his hands sweep over the dips and swells of my body, lingering in some places and stroking in others. His fingers slide down to work my clit, slippery and erect under his hand.

Varick pumps hard into my pussy, renewing his efforts as I start to tremble beneath their combined ministrations. “Shit, Aurora, I -- can’t -- stop…”

The unique sensation of magic flashes behind me as his passions overwhelm him into a partial shift. The sharp bite of his teeth in my neck yanks me into a ripping orgasm, spiraling out of control.

“Come for us, sweetheart.” Kender’s deep voice rumbles over me as I tighten yet again. He sucks hard on my breasts, his fingers working me into a frenzy. I shiver with intense, overwhelming desire, another orgasm looming before my first has completely passed.

“Brace yourself, baby, I’m gonna come!” Varick’s thick cock suddenly bursts into what seems like an almost incandescent blaze of uncontrollable need -- so hot, it scorches my flesh into submission, expanding inside of me in hard, pounding slaps of heated flesh.

I burn with the phoenix magic as it passes through me -- sweeping, tempestuous fire without destruction. The hot, liquid pulse of Varick’s seed deep in my pussy ramps my orgasm to another level as Kender pinches my clit. Clenching, gripping spasms ripple throughout my body, curling even my toes in sweet release.

They hold me as I come down from the heights, their bodies strong and steady against me. I struggle to catch my breath as the aftershocks rock me. A shuddering moan is all I can manage.

“Damn, phoenix! What did you do?” Even Kender sounds impressed--and that’s not easy to do.

“Sorry, Aurora. I lost control of my shifter side. I didn’t mean to.” Varick searches my eyes, his concern written in every line of his face.

“Five years, and you
lost control
of your shifter? You could have hurt her, Varick!” Kender’s protective side emerges at the oddest times, I swear.

“Shhh. I’m fine, both of you. Varick, that was amazing… I hope you’ll do it again sometime soon.”

He finally relaxes, a tired, sexy smile brightening his features. I push a silky lock of dark hair off his forehead and give him a smacking kiss on the lips.

Kender grumbles beside me. With a chuckle, I turn to him, sitting up. My thighs are still shaking, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. I reach for his cock, sliding my lips around it and teasing with my tongue before taking him in.

His approval is evident as he slides his hand around the back of my head and lifts his hips, pressing deeper still. Sucking hard as I settle between his thighs, I back off to stroke him, licking the full sack underneath his cock. He groans as I pull one of his balls into my mouth, tonguing him gently, then switch to the other. I watch his head fall back as he arches into me. “So what does it take to make you lose control, Kender?”

His head pops up from the bed at my question.

Varick’s light snore from beside us brings a chuckle before Kender flips me over and pins me to the bed beneath him, his face lit with a naughty grin. “I don’t know sweetheart. It’s never happened before. But we have plenty of time to experiment. Looks like you exhausted the poor phoenix over there.”

“You know he has an early shift tomorrow. Maybe we should take this to another room before we wake him up.” I love my fiery bird, but he’s got to sleep sometime.

“The kitchen is free -- lots of counter space.”

“I can hear you, you know.” Varick’s mumble precedes another snore as he rolls over.

Kender rolls from the bed with a smile, his hand held out to lead me into another adventure.

Funny how life works sometimes. With all the forces against the three of us being together, sometimes it takes just a shift to turn things around.

Cassidy McKay

Cassidy lives in Northern California, in the Sierra foothills, where she’s surrounded by family, friends, and animals. She’s been reading romances since she was thirteen, and writing them since she was fifteen. However, the serious writing bug didn’t bite until much later in life, inspired by her talented husband (who is also a writer!).

After seeing how he brought wonderful fantasy worlds into existence and breathed life into two-dimensional characters, she tossed her hat into the ring and decided to give it a try, too! She writes erotic romance, paranormal, urban fantasy and contemporary romance under the name Cassidy McKay, and sweet romances under the pseudonym Ashlyn Barré.

Encouraged by her friends and family, her first book, “Sometimes Murphy Wins,” was hatched out of a hilarious incident which turned into a wonderful book involving Murphy’s Law and its effect on a shy secretary’s love life.

A little tidbit that most people don’t know: In almost every one of Cassidy’s books, she features one of her many cats. Yes, each twisted, corny furball in her stories is based on an actual cat that torments the family at her house.

That’s probably more than you ever wanted to know about Cassidy McKay… but look for the kitties in her books, and you can imagine them wandering around, demanding attention (and food) as she’s writing her next story.

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