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Chapter Two

Alek took her arm and pulled her from the lab. Darion followed so close behind that she could feel his body heat against her back at nearly every step. The ride up in a lift was tense. For some odd reason, Laci expected them to hold her, touch her while the lift carried them to the chosen floor. She actually ached for their strong arms to encircle her.

That realization set off a barrage of internal alarms. Her heart slammed into her chest wall and panic swirled through her. If it had been possible, she’d have turned around and run in the opposite direction from them. She needed some time to think about what all of this meant. Most of all, she wanted to know why this attraction had flared. They might look like the men in her dreams, but she knew she wasn’t the same woman she was in those dreams. After leading her down yet another sterile gray corridor, they urged Laci into a room.

A huge bed with a solid black spread dominated the large room. Two sliding doors faced each other on opposite walls. One was probably the bathroom, another, the automated closet. A black chair and a black couch had been placed to one side of the room. Overall, the effect was very stark and masculine against the pale gray of the walls and carpeting.

Darion went to the couch and took a seat at one end. Alek began to guide her toward the couch. Still suspicious of their intent, she planted her feet and leaned back, refusing to go one step further. She wasn’t going to let them make this situation any more complicated than it already was.

Alek merely smiled and tugged her after him. Her strength was no match for his and she stumbled forward. He hauled her down between them as he sat on the black fabric cushion, holding her down when she tried to bolt.

Laci took some deep, calming breaths. It was obvious that she was not going to get off the couch unless they let her off it. She tugged the hem of the robe down, trying to cover a little more thigh, and shifted with nervous agitation. This was worse than waking up naked and restrained. The situation then had been tense, but they had been focused on learning what her purpose was. Now, their focus was on
her
. She was faced with two men, not one, and both of them seemed hungry. She appeared to be the main course they craved.

“This isn’t a good idea.” Laci looked first at the tilted eyes and high cheekbones of Alek Teyan’s refined profile and then at the square jaw and velvety brown eyes of Darion Malan’s more rugged countenance. She wanted them both with an intensity and depth that frightened her. She didn’t know them or anything about them, yet her body

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reacted as if it had already known their touch—and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Her heart continued to pound.

“Have you ever wondered what it would be like to make love with someone who you didn’t have to fear hurting in your passion? Or always be in control when you loved them?” Alek allowed his eyes to savor her full curves. His hand rose and traced over her cheeks, her short nose, before grazing her lips with the tip of one finger.

Laci caught his lustful gaze with her defiant one. “From what I’ve heard from others, it’s pretty good, but I want more than just sex from a man. I’d want to know the man, feel something more than an urge that I could satisfy with sex toys. I want to be able to trust him with my life as well as my body.”

“Well, then, come. Let us show you,” Alek invited with a wicked grin.

“I lost my taste for casual sex before we escaped the labs. I refuse to use my body as a weapon in that way. I have choices now and I choose not to indulge in meaningless sex.”

“Come closer to me and tell me that you do not know me.” Darion tugged at her hand, eager to answer the challenge shooting from her green eyes. His full lips curved into a knowing smile as he caught the scent of her arousal.

Laci couldn’t help wondering if he knew what that rumbling whisper did to her, if he could tell that her pussy clenched and flooded with hot, honeyed desire when his voice fell to that pitch, even as she allowed herself to be tugged toward him. As much as she tried to resist, her body ached to know if he could do as much or more with his hands and lips. “I don’t know what you think this will do.”

“Remember me.” He pulled her against him and pressed her head to his chest. The soft, deep blue material of the cloth caressed her cheek and she listened to the muffled, steady drum of his heart against her ear. She lay stiff and unyielding against him for a few moments, but then her muscles began to relax of their own accord, lured by the warmth and lack of pressure.

She drew in his scent. The haunting familiarity of the essence called to her. That fragrance was heady and powerful, a reminder of a time before her memory began. Deep in her mind, a vague sensory memory swirled…
Deep forest. And the comfort of strong arms on a cold night
.

“Come to me, little one. Remember me,” Alek said, gently lifting her away from Darion’s chest and turning her into his body.

Puzzled, yet pulled by the need to learn the truth, Laci drew his scent into her as her head rested against the blue material over his hard chest. Primal knowledge flooded her senses. Hazy memories and lost instinct floated to her.
The scent of rain teased her and warm darkness surrounded her. She was safe with her mates.

Oh, no
, Laci thought.
No, definitely not them. Not
two
of them.
Shaking her head, she drew away from Alek’s chest. He held her arms ensuring that she did not go far. Shock exploded within her even as she tried to deny the significance of her discovery.

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“That means nothing,” Laci protested in a trembling voice, trying to regain lost ground in her resistance. She couldn’t let it matter. This was not that time, the time in her dreams. She wasn’t that woman.

“It means everything. Let us show you.” Darion ran his hands over her arms. “Relax, Laci. We won’t hurt you. We would never hurt you.”

Alek turned her body and pressed her back against the soft cushions of the couch. With a gentle touch on her chin, Darion turned her face to his and his lips brushed over hers, light as a soft breeze. Laci couldn’t resist the sensation, the heat. She wanted to taste him, even if it was only this once. Her mouth opened for him, tempted.

His tongue lapped over her lips, tasting them. His scent—musk and a hint of the sharp fragrance of trees—surrounded her, teasing her, tempting her. Her tongue flicked out, teasing, stroking over his before retreating into her own mouth. Darion’s lips firmed on hers as his tongue drove into her mouth. His tongue stroked over hers, inciting a response as if he needed to know she wanted him just as much as he did her.

Laci brushed her tongue against his. He tasted of crisp, cold mornings and verdant forests. That tang stirred a craving for more and more as it filled her senses. She could kiss him for hours. Her hand laced into his silky, long black hair as her tongue followed his into the recesses of his mouth.

She resisted when he tried to draw away from her, her fingers clenching in his dark hair, trying to bring him back to her. She needed those lips and that tongue. She hadn’t had enough of him yet. A rich masculine laugh rumbled against her lips. His teeth nipped at her plump lower lip as he pried her hands from his hair and turned her to the left. A frustrated growl rolled from her lips.

Alek’s lips closed over hers, catching the end of that sound. His tongue swept into her mouth, filling her with the taste and scent of long, rainy nights and mountainous retreats. Equally as addictive and delightful as Darion’s kiss, she reveled in that delicious essence, drawing it into her mouth. His tongue glided over hers, tangling and teasing. Laci didn’t even try to fight the urge to respond. She was lost in his taste and the sensations of his caress. Her tongue tangled with his and her hands slid over his chest.

Laci felt them repositioning her, felt the slight disorientation, but she didn’t want to stop them. Within a moment, she lay across Alek’s lap, her lips still locked with his. Warm, calloused hands pushed her robe apart. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts up as the soft fabric brushed over her engorged, sensitive nipples. Tingles of pleasure radiated from the swollen mounds.

The sudden feel of hot breath across the crest of one of her breasts caused the nipple to pucker and harden and anticipation to rocket through her. She wanted that mouth on her breast. A slightly rough tongue laved over that peak once, twice, before the tingling flesh was sucked into a warm, wet mouth. Her back arched and she gasped into Alek’s mouth as Darion’s teeth teased the sensitive nipple, scraping and tugging on the hard peak.

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Laci gave a startled mewl when fingers plucked at the nipple atop the neglected globe. She tensed and squirmed at the pleasure streaking through her. She needed more. Her desire coiled into a hard knot low in her belly and sparked a pulsing ache in her now engorged clit. Never had passion flared so hot and high so fast.

The lips at her breast firmed and the tormenting tongue flicked over the tip just before a maddening, drawing suction began. She arched her back again, pressing her breast against that teasing mouth, begging for him to suck harder, to take more into his mouth. The pulling rhythm, combined with the sharp, pinching tugs at her other nipple, enflamed her into a moaning, writhing creature seeking only satisfaction.

A warm hand caressed her stomach. The tip of a slightly rough finger circled her navel with a light, rasping touch before dipping into the slight indention. A tingling dart of electric pleasure shot straight to her pussy, tightening the aching need coiling within her. That teasing digit drifted down to the smooth, pink lips of her pussy, lightly brushing over the wet lips. Her legs opened in eager invitation at that grazing touch. His fingers parted the slick lips and stroked over the hood of her clit with the lightest of touches. With deliberate tormenting intent, those digits moved in circular caresses that just barely grazed that sensitive hood. He had to know that she needed more. She was burning with the need they had created. A pleading moan escaped her lips as her hips bucked against the hand, demanding more than that teasing touch.

Darion smiled against the full mound of her breast as he felt the hot cream of her desire against his fingers and heard her eager moans and sighs. “You’re so passionate, Laci. Do you know what it does to a man when a woman responds with such enthusiasm?” His thumb stroked over her plump clit as his fingers slipped into the heated sheath of her pussy.

Laci moaned. Her need had risen fast and hard. His fingers were thick, long. She felt so tight, the muscles clenching around his fingers as they slid in and out of the spasming clasp of her cunt. She ached for more than the feel of his fingers pushing deep into her. She pulsed with the need for the thick length of a hard cock driving deep into her. She could feel the thick essence of her desire pooling and seeping onto her thighs.

Alek lifted his lips from Laci’s and feathered kisses down her throat to the short stripe of dark skin at her collarbone. He brushed his lips across it and a shiver rolled through her body. “I can smell your desire. I want to taste it. I need to slide my cock into you and feel the fire caused by our touch, the tight grip of your cunt.”

Laci arched yet again, hungry for any of the things he’d mentioned. She just wished that they wouldn’t talk so much. “Please…”

Darion placed a final kiss on the upper slope of her breast before he slid to the side and lifted one her legs and put it behind him. Laci saw his eyes travel up her thighs to her pussy and lock there. His tongue ran over his lips.

Alek slipped out from beneath Laci, leaving her sprawled on the couch, and knelt beside her. His hand swept his hand over her stomach and up to the full weight of her

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breasts. Cupping the mound closest to him, he lowered his mouth to the hardened crest of her nipple.

Laci’s eyes flared wide as a hot current slammed through her. She reached for him, her fingers threading into the short red hair at the back of his head. It tickled her palm as she pulled him closer. As he began a drawing suction, arcs of heat pulsed and sizzled, tightening the coiling need even more. She arched her back moaning as his tongue lashed at her nipple.

“Don’t tease,” she gasped as his mouth left her breast and he palmed the weight of the neglected breast.

“No teasing,
be’rai
.” Darion’s deep voice drew her eyes to where he knelt between her legs. He bent and feathered kisses across her stomach. “We want to learn your tastes, your smells. Most importantly, we want to learn what makes you scream with pleasure.”

Laci blinked at him. The meaning of his words didn’t quite penetrate. Her eyes were locked with his and the heat in those brown eyes seared her. And that didn’t even touch what his rumbling voice did to her. With each word, she felt tremors curling through her and a pulsing ache in her pussy. Anticipation curled through her as his mouth traveled lower.

Alek’s hand circled her wrist and drew her hand away from his head. He drew her fingers down his body to the soft cloth covering his cock. She cupped his shaft, rubbing until his hips began to thrust encouragingly against her hand.

Darion lowered his head and delivered a fleeting kiss to the top of her mound. A spate of liquid slid from her as she watched and waited eagerly for him to move lower. Her focus narrowed as his tongue swept across her folds, lapping at the slick juices coating the plump lips.

Electric pulses followed the path of his tongue and the brush of his warm breath. Laci couldn’t keep still. Her hips twisted and arched, pressing closer to him. His fingers parted her folds and she held her breath as his mouth lowered to her excited flesh. His tongue flicked over her hard clit, swirling and lashing the hood.

Her hips rose in demand for more just a moment before his lips settled over the sensitive flesh and began sucking. A sharp cry slipped from her lips as the lancing sensation ricocheted through her body, intensifying with every drawing pull. Her left hand slipped down and tangled in Darion’s hair.

His tongue slid lower and lapped at the juices flowing from her pussy. His tongue pushed into her tight channel, stroking the inner walls. Laci drew in harsh quick breaths as she strained toward the climax just out of reach.

A demanding tone suddenly rang from a point near the door. The unexpected noise startled Laci from the haze of pleasure, but left her body throbbing, sensitive and ready. Darion’s irritated growl vibrated against her pussy just before he lifted his head.

With a jerk, she tore from their light grasp, scrambling back enough to sit up straight. Embarrassment churned within her. For all her determination to keep things