Two for Tamara (16 page)

Rafe sat Tamara down and with a wave of his hand he had her naked. Vin loved every curve, every long line of her body, no matter if they exposed it little by little or within a blink of an eye.

“Do you know how beautiful you are?” Vin offered her his arm to step over the edge.

Tamara laughed, taking his arm. “Guys, I’m a sure thing here.”

“You’ve said that before. And what did we say then?”

“It’s not demeaning. I was just reminding you both,” she sighed, slipping in until she was covered in bubbles.

Vin looked over to see a stunned expression on Rafe’s face.

“Reminding us what?” Vin finally asked what they’d both missed.

“That I’m not breakable.” She held up a bubble-covered hand. “I cried a wee bit. Okay, I cried a whole hell of a lot. But I’m not broken. I just needed to get it out. Now, I need my guys to get their asses in this tub with me.” She splashed them with water.

Vin was faster than Rafe. He shed his clothes and hopped over the ledge, causing a cascade of water to flood the bathroom floor.

“Max will have your ass if you flood the room below us,” Rafe groused.

Tamara’s hand, which had been under the bubbles, danced in the air, making all the liquid dry up before their eyes. “Holy fuck. Did you see that?”

“That’s so sexy, baby. Come here.” Vin pulled her onto his lap.

He had a fantasy that involved her and his cock. More specifically her pussy on his cock, and he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to make it come true. “Let me love you, I need you.”

Tamara nodded. “Always.”

As he lifted her up, her pretty, dusky pink nipples were hard little points. He sucked one into his mouth, loving her soft intake of breath, her soft moan as he took the stiff peak inside.

He was aware his voice was deeper than normal. “You taste so good.”

Rafe walked around to the other side. “What about me,
omorfia mou
?”

Vin stood, helping Tamara to her feet too. Inside the big tub he positioned Tamara with her back to him. “Bend over the tub.”

Tamara did as instructed. “Yes, sir.” Her body bent, her legs spread with her ass in the air, and Vin honestly thought surely that was what heaven was like.

Rafe chuckled.

Vin grabbed her hips, slid inside her tight, wet heat, moaning at the exquisite feel of being surrounded by his Fated.

The laugh of his partner was cut off as Tamara took him inside her mouth. His and Rafe’s gazes met over their lover’s body.

She released Rafe with a wet pop. “Move, boys.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Vin pulled back and slowly slid forward. “How’s this?”

Tamara grunted. “How about faster?”

Vin gave her what she wanted, pounding into her as she used his motions to pleasure Rafe. The sound of slapping flesh and sloshing water filled the room.

She grabbed the edge of the tub, steadying herself from his thrusts.

“I’m not going to last,” Vin moaned, going up on his toes. “I need you to come for me, Tamara.”

He reached his arm around her hips, zeroing in on her clit.

“Fuck, her mouth is so good.” Rafe held her hair in a loose fist.

Every part of their woman was perfect.

Vin pinched the little bundle of nerves between his thumb and forefinger, tugged in time with his thrusts. She shrieked, coming around him so hard he swore his cock was being ripped off. The spasms of her orgasm pulled his own from him, and blind with ecstasy, Vin spilled inside Tamara.

When it was over, he felt like she had wrung him dry, her name on his lips. He fell back into the tub, knowing Rafe had their woman safe in his arms.

* * * *

Rafe held Tamara, enjoying the way her body flushed when she came. He waited for Vin to pull out like the gentleman he was.

She shivered in his arms. “You ready for round two?” Rafe licked a path up her neck.

There was a time that Rafe would have sworn he’d never be this desperate. Now, he was more than just a little in love with the woman in his arms.

She blinked up at him. “Bed?”

He swung her up into his arms, cleaning and drying them before he laid her in the middle of the oversized bed. Rafe didn’t think there was anything sexier than Tamara in their bed, naked and ready for them. He crawled from the bottom of the bed, between her sprawled legs.

He took her lips in a sweet yet possessive kiss, which quickly turned to one of heat and need. Her long legs came up, and her feet wrapped around his hips and urged him closer. He didn’t need any more urging.

Rafe used one arm to keep his weight off her, and with the other he guided his iron-hard erection inside her. “Mine,” he said.

His arm slid beside her head to tangle in her hair. His head bent, forehead to forehead, he moved in gentle strokes. He swiveled his hips, hitting her pelvis with his on each downward pass. The sensations were teasing him with an orgasm that he wanted to stave off. He wanted to make it last.

She reached up and ran her hand through his hair. “I love you, Rafe.” She licked over his lips.

The bed dipped as Vin climbed in beside them. Her head turned to Vin. “I love you too, Vin. Both of you so, so much.”

Vin brushed her hair back from her forehead. “We love you, too.”

Tamara smacked Rafe’s ass. “Then move, damn it.”

Rafe laughed. “Yes ma’am”

“My men are smart.” Her voice was breathless.

He listened to her, because he was a smart man, and he wanted to feel her muscles constrict around him. The urgency was no longer quite so intense, but he began moving. The love of his woman tempered the need to come.

His hips pulled back, pushed back in with a swivel. She moaned, and he loved all her noises. He knew when she was climbing that peak again. Her body began to shiver, her breathing became panting gasps, and her skin flushed on her dusky body.

This time when she came he was going with her.

Her eyes shut. “Yes, yes, I’m coming.”

Rafe could come just watching Tamara, but the feel of her spasms pulled his cum from his balls. Shuddering, his whole body rippled with aftershocks as he poured himself into Tamara.

“I need sleep. I know that’s irrational, but my body says it needs sleep.”

Tamara’s slurred words worried Rafe. “Honey, we sleep.”

“S’good.”

He rolled to the side, keeping his weight from squishing their woman. Vin and he lay beside Tamara, watching her sleep.

“She’s okay.” Vin ran his hand down her body.

With a wave of his hand, he brought a light sheet up to cover them. “You know this isn’t over, right?”

Vin nodded.

“We need to talk to her or access her memories of her time down there. I would rather ask her than invade her mind without her knowledge.” Rafe stared up at the vaulted ceiling.

“After she wakes up we will talk with her. We’ll let her decide what she wants us to do. Maybe it’s too painful for her to think about or talk about. We won’t know until we ask. Let’s get some rest. I don’t know about you, but I haven’t slept since she was taken.” Vin yawned.

Rafe agreed, his own jaw nearly splitting his lips with a yawn.

* * * *

Tamara stretched, enjoying the feel of her two men on each of her sides. The room was in total darkness, but there was no fear. With Rafe and Vin by her side, she knew nothing could hurt her.

A pleasant soreness was the only evidence that they’d made love, other than her memories. She smiled. Her men were more than wonderful.

She wasn’t going to cry anymore. When her time came, it would come. Tamara vowed to enjoy each and every day with Rafe and Vin, and with Selena and her men. She was all cried out. But she wasn’t done fighting. Whatever was going to try to steal her life was going to have to take it. She wasn’t going to lie down, and she sure as shit wasn’t going to just allow it to happen. Tamara had learned a huge lesson when she was strung up in Hell. She wasn’t ready to die without a fight.

She was Tamara Mejia. She was a fighter. She had a lot to live for. So whoever or whatever planned to kill her could just suck it.

With her decision made, she snuggled down and let her mind go blank, letting her men’s arms envelop her in their warmth and safety.

Rafe felt the tension leave Tamara. He’d caught glimpses of what she thought had been locked behind her mental walls. As much as he wanted to continue searching through her memories, he knew he had to give her a chance to tell them herself.

Of course his patience would only last so long, and if he thought it was going to endanger her life, he’d knock down everything separating her mind from theirs. Without a doubt, her safety was his and Vin’s first priority. Her thinking she was going to die was most certainly a reason to bust through her barriers.

He woke Vin with a mental push, sharing what he’d found with him.

“
What does she mean?”
Vin’s voice in sleep still held an edge of anger.

Rafe pulled Tamara closer, brushing back a stray piece of dark hair from her face. “
It would seem our lovely Fated is keeping secrets.”
He imagined a world without Tamara in it, a thought so painful it sent a stab to his heart. He’d vowed to protect the Earth along with his brothers, the Ravens, from the likes of Cronus and his abominations. But if they lost Tamara, he knew Vin and he would join her and the Most High with open arms, Earth be damned.

* * * *

“What am I going to do about my house?”

Rafe watched as Tamara swung around in a circle inside the main living space of the luxury apartment they’d been given at the King Towers. “What would you like to do, love?”

Her eyes narrowed. “I don’t want to go back there. Not because of the big D-bag, but because there’s a freaking chance another sinkhole could pop up there. I mean holy shit. Did you see my house? That just gave them an opportunity. And my girl’s here, along with my nieces and nephews to be.” She took a deep breath. “I guess we’ve never discussed where you guys are based.”

“Come here. You’re making me dizzy.” Vin patted his lap.

“You just want a little slap and tickle.” Tamara sauntered over to sit where Vin had asked.

Her tone of voice never failed to send chills over his skin. “I’m afraid to ask what slap and tickle is.” Rafe moved closer to the kissing pair.

She grinned coyly. “It’s a saying.”

Rafe bent to cover her sassy mouth with his own, when her head jerked back.

“What the…”

Tamara’s dark eyes blinked, losing their brown color to turn almost opaque. Her body jerked so violently, had Vin not held her, Rafe knew she’d have fallen to the floor. Vin heard her yell out for Selena.

The goddess popped into the suite. “What the hell just happened,” Selena yelled, coming to a stop. “
Oh
, my gawd,” she whispered.

Max and Malcolm materialized next to Selena, grabbing her before she could reach her friend.

Rafe and Vin both linked with Tamara, aware that their bodies would be protected while they saw to their Fated’s mental safety. When dealing with Cronus’s beings they knew to tread carefully.

“
Akra. What’s wrong?”

“Tamara. No matter what, do not bargain for us. Do you hear me?”
The strain in her voice was clear.

“Tell me what’s going on.”

Rafe watched the demon’s teeth snap together. “
Ravens? I know you’re listening and watching. You make sure she doesn’t come here, no matter what.”

“Akra, explain what is happening. We owe you for what you did to save Tamara. Rest assured we will keep her safe and help you if we can.”

“
We will not call for you, no matter the torture. Understand this. If someone contacts you saying they are me, it is not I.”

They stayed with Tamara as she tried to talk Akra into explaining more, but the leader of the demons was made of sterner stuff, and Rafe admired her. Linked through Tamara’s mind, he saw Akra blink, straighten her spine, and raise her palm. “
Keep her safe. I like the puny human.”

Her quiet nobility garnered his respect, her loyalty and leadership earned his in return. If they could help the demons they would. He directed his thoughts directly to the leader of the demons. “
Follow this spiral path back to me if you have a need. It’ll only be open to you.”

A tilt of her almost regal head made Rafe wonder who or what Cronus used to create the demons. The dethroned god had access to many strands of DNA. She severed their connection, her strength surprising him.

* * * *

Tamara was ready to kick some men’s asses, starting with her own guys if they thought they could stop her from helping her friends. They saved her, and she would save them if she could.

Selena held her hand out. “Tam, what is going on? Your eyes.” She pointed at her own.

She twisted around to see what the heck Selena was talking about. She fell silent at the cloudy appearance that stared back at her. A few blinks of her eyes and the familiar brown was back.

How do you explain something you don’t understand yourself? She licked her lips as she tried to describe what had happened.

“Here.” Selena touched Tamara’s head.

Several men’s loud roar of “
No
” was blocked out as Tamara let Selena in. No, she didn’t let, her best friend barreled inside her mind. Tamara knew they all worried Cronus would somehow be able to get to Selena through her connection to Tamara or the demons. Even Tamara feared the possibilities, especially with the babies she carried.

* * * *

“Yikes, those are some sharp teeth you have there, granny.” Selena quipped.

Tamara laughed. “All the better to eat you with.”

The fact that they were laughing didn’t make the men happy, from the scowls on their faces.