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couldn’t think. “For tonight?”

“Forever,” the three replied as one.

“I don’t understand.”

* * * *

Adrian bent to pull a taut, pink nipple into his mouth. He needed

her total agreement, nothing less. He couldn’t take her as their mate

unless she pledged herself to them willingly. Twirling his tongue

around the hot peak, he applied suction, hoping that she’d remember

the delights his tribe had shown her, especially how his taking of her

blood had increased the strength of her orgasm.

Ethan crawled onto the table behind her, smoothed her hair to one

side, and kissed the nape of her neck. Adrian caught the shine of

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candlelight on Ethan’s bared fangs.

“No!” Adrian shouted as he pulled away. “Not until she

consents!”

With a growl, Ethan sat back on his heels. “I wanted another

taste.”

“I am the leader of this tribe! I shall claim her.”

* * * *

Katrina had no idea why they were fighting. She’d be glad to give

each and every one of them any part of her body, so long as she didn’t

stop feeling the cherished way they made her feel. “It’s okay,

Adrian.”

His hard gaze returned to her before his expression softened. He

pulled her a little closer until the head of his cock touched the lips of her pussy. “This is special, my darling Kat. This bite and you sharing

my blood will make you a nightwalker and our mate. With us

forever.”

He must have seen the fear in her eyes because he gave her a hard

kiss and rushed to continue. “I know this is fast, asking you to give up

your life and stay with us. But I knew. From the moment I saw your

picture, I
knew
you were ours. Please, Katrina. Please don’t refuse me.”

Ethan leaned in, gently turned her face to his, and pressed a kiss

on her lips. He tasted sweet. “You’ll be with us always, part of our

group, our tribe. You’ll be able to be with all of us.”

Her face was turned yet again, and Nicholas’s chiseled face filled

her vision. “We want you, Katrina. Be with us.”

Adrian’s hands framed her face, and he drew her back to him. “I

love you, Kat. Be mine.” After he gave her a long, toe-curling kiss,

she couldn’t think anymore.

“I’m yours already, Adrian,” Katrina said, realizing that she meant

every word. What she’d just experienced with these men wasn’t just

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for once—it was forever. And it didn’t matter that she would be a—

what did they call themselves?—nightwalker. It didn’t matter that

she’d be leaving her old life behind. What was there for her anyway

that could possibly match the love blossoming in her heart for

Adrian? What could match the affection for Ethan and Nicholas?

“Are you sure, Kat?” Adrian’s dark gaze searched hers.

“I’m sure. Now, Adrian.”

With a feral growl, he bared his fangs, but the long, white teeth

didn’t frighten her. His cock entered her in one dominant thrust that

made her cry out in ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around his hips and

squeezed as he withdrew and then slammed back inside her, again and

again until the tension became almost unbearable. Then, with no

warning, he sank his teeth into her neck.

No orgasm had ever felt so consuming, so overpowering. All her

muscles tensed as she squeezed his dick inside her. Rolling waves of

pleasure threatened to consume her as she reared her head back and

cried his name.

Adrian lifted her by the hips, keeping her legs locked around him

and turning to lie back on the table. Just coming down from her

climax, it took Katrina a moment to realize he hadn’t joined her in the

bliss. “I didn’t please you?”

He rocked up, slamming his hard cock into her and pulling a gasp

from her lips. “You please me. More than you can possibly know. We

want to show you just how much enjoyment you’ll receive by sharing

yourself with us.”

Nicholas was behind her now. Funny, but she hadn’t seen him.

She’d simply sensed him there.

A warm hand followed the line of her spine, sending shivers over

her skin. “I want to claim that beautiful ass, Kat,” he whispered in her

ear. “While Adrian fucks that wonderful pussy, I’ll be here.” His

finger glided between the cheeks of her buttocks, pressing against her

most intimate of places.

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Her pussy contracted, and Adrian smiled up at her. “She likes that.

Don’t you, my darling Kat?” An embarrassed flush rose on her

cheeks, and she tried to glance away. Adrian leaned up to grasp her

chin, forcing her to look at him. “We will be a tribe. We’ll share

everything. Don’t ever be ashamed—”

She couldn’t let him make that mistake, so she interrupted him.

“I’m not ashamed. I’m…embarrassed. But I’ll get over it. Especially

if you kiss me again.”

His hand cupped the back of her neck, pulling her down to flatten

her breasts against his chest and take her mouth in a consuming kiss.

Their tongues mated as she tried to relax and allow Nicholas to join

them.

His fingers touched where she was joined with Adrian, tracing

back and dragging moisture to her anus. A long finger smeared fluids

around the tight hole before gently pushing inside, making her pussy

clench. “Does that hurt, Katrina?” Nicholas asked, his voice tender.

She didn’t want to stop kissing Adrian to answer his question, so

she simply wiggled her bottom, hoping Nicholas would understand.

When the blunt head of his cock pressed between her ass cheeks, she

knew he’d gotten her message.

“I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he said before pushing against her tight

muscles. About the time she was becoming convinced she was simply

too small to take a dick that big inside her, he pushed through. A

surge of pleasure laced with pain raced through her, and she

whimpered against Adrian’s lips. In slow strokes, pushing a little

deeper each time, Nicholas took possession. Soon, he was planted

firmly inside her, and Katrina marveled at the fullness of having two

men within her body at the same time. She tore her mouth away from

Adrian and reared her head back, close to tears at how wonderful she

felt.

Ethan crawled onto the table, kneeling by Adrian’s head and

grinning down at her. “And just how do you become a part of this

tangle?” Katrina asked, giving him a smile in return.

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“I’d love it if you’d suck my cock,” he said, giving his hips a

small twist that made his dick sway enticingly.

Adrian’s hands came up to brace her shoulders, supporting her

weight and giving her free use of her hands. She crooked her finger at

Ethan until that huge cock was close enough for her to kiss, which she

did. Sweetly and reverently. And then with no warning, she deep-

throated him, smiling against his skin when he shouted, “Fuck!”

As Adrian and Nicholas began to move inside her, setting an easy

rhythm that made every cell in her body come alive, Katrina tried to

hold back her quickly building orgasm, hoping to see if the four of

them could try to share the experience. But having three cocks at her

disposal, she was drowning in their feel and their taste. As if sensing

her urgency, Nicholas and Adrian increased the cadence. She sucked

hard on Ethan, wanting him there with her—with all of them.

The orgasm came in a rush of lights and the pounding of her

heartbeat in her ears. Katrina would have screamed, but instead put all

her energies into pulling a climax from Ethan. His fingers tangled in

her hair, tugging hard as he suddenly pumped his hips into her mouth.

Once. Twice. And then his hot semen spurted over her tongue.

Nicholas came next, a loud groan of her name echoing through the

room as heat bathed her insides. But Adrian simply stopped moving.

As Ethan and Nicholas withdrew, Adrian sat up, still holding her

legs around his hips and keeping his cock deep inside her pussy.

Setting her bottom on the table, Adrian drew a sharp fingernail

down his pec, leaving a trail of dark blood. “Come to me, my darling

Kat.”

Her lips found his blood, and she sucked, loving the rich, tangy

taste that filled her mouth. A sound much like a purr rose from Adrian

as his hips pumped into her, his cock sinking into her again and again.

Then he gave one last, glorious thrust as they came together, his

essence bathing her in heat as her tremors milked his body.

“Forever,” he whispered.

“Forever,” she replied.

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THE END

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Elizabeth Raines makes her home in Indiana. A fan of all genres

of fiction, she enjoys blending her love of science fiction with

romance in the books she writes exclusively for Siren Publishing. Her

favorite movies are
Pride and Prejudice
and
Love, Actually
, and she spends far too much time watching shows like
The Tudors
and
Mad
Men
. Elizabeth has been happily married for almost thirty years and tries to express that kind of enduring love in all her stories, hoping to help all her heroes and heroines have their own happily ever afters.

DOUBLE DESIRE

Cheryl Brooks

DEDICATION

Dedicated to my Sextet sisters for sharing the dream!

Chapter 1

As if she’d needed to be reminded of her exhaustion, Nalira

Morkind was awakened by a knock at her door, only then realizing

that she had fallen asleep with her cheek resting in her palm. Pain and

hunger also assailed her, but the intensity with which she approached

her career rarely allowed sleep to intrude. This was, perhaps, the best

thing about her job, for it absorbed her to the point that very little

could distract her. Unfortunately, she couldn’t keep up the pace

forever.

Harku’s defection still hurt, and only wrapping her mind around

the problems of others kept her from falling apart completely. Her

body, however, was there to remind her of what happened when

feelings were ignored. Her stomach was about to turn cannibal, and

every muscle in her body vibrated with agony.

She required food and a massage—preferably in that order.

Fortunately, the hotel provided both. The cost, she dismissed. Some

things were worth far more than the actual price—essentials like

peace and harmony in one’s life. Harku had provided neither. Had

Nalira known how fond he was of drama, she would never have

hooked up with him, let alone turned a blind eye to his most

prominent character flaw. There was plenty of drama surrounding her

clients. She didn’t need it at home.

Pressing the release pad on the desk, she looked up as the door

slid open to reveal two men—two
identical
men—both wearing sky blue T-shirts and skintight black slacks. One was carrying a tray,

while a folded-up massage table rested against the hip of the other.

Tall, lean, and muscular in precisely the manner that made Nalira

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drool, they both had dark, unruly curls and exotic green eyes with

irises rimmed in black. Her shoulders sagged at the thought that two

stunningly attractive men were about to enter her hotel room and sex

was the very last thing on her mind.

In fact, if she never laid eyes on another deceitful, male wretch

again, she wouldn’t have minded, but having two of them—two

perfectly gorgeous specimens that might have been created with her

specific preferences in mind—made her forget about the disaster that

was Harku and focus on the possibilities of the future.

With a nod toward the one who was evidently the masseuse, she

said, “You should have waited.”

He shook his head. “We work together.”

“Always?”

“Always.”

Nalira laughed. “I suppose that’s a twin thing?”

“No, it’s a clone thing.” His expression was grim, reflecting the

scandalous significance of his words.

Nalira was aghast. “You two are clones?” The cloning of humans

had been outlawed for over a thousand years. How had these two been

produced?

“We are duplicates of a very rich man.”

The implication was clear. “Spare parts?”

“Perhaps,” his counterpart replied. “But he died before he could

use any of them. We were then bequeathed to the hotel.”

“Bequeathed?” she echoed. “But if you
are
him, how can that

be?”

He smiled, but without joy. “Clones cannot exist, therefore we do

not.”

“No identity, no rights, no property,” said the other.

Nalira was shocked. “But what do people call you? One and

Two?”

“I am Sar, and he is Lon.”

“Sarlon,” Nalira mused. “I know who you mean now. He was a

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ruthless old bastard.” Giving Sar the once-over, she concluded that

along with cloning, they must have been subject to a little genetic

manipulation as well. Even in his youth, Sarlon hadn’t looked
that