Curves 'em Right(16)
Blake thought about it. Kane made a right turn at the street leading to Dani’s house. Luckily, Marcos had messaged them her address when he’d left so they’d know where to go to check up on her. “Let’s go with the flow. See how she reacts to both of us showing up at her place first.”
Kane nodded.
“You will have to talk to Marcos.”
Kane gripped the wheel and sighed. “Marcos is going to be hard. He's been very clear about keeping his sister away from our type of life. I don't know what it is about it that he doesn't agree with, but we’ll need for him to know we are serious about Daniella.”
Blake thought back to the conversations they'd had with Marcos and remembered that one of the things his friend had always been adamant about was that his sister was not a toy. That she deserved to be loved in a serious relationship. Marcos always discussed his anger over the men Dani dated and how they treated her. He also knew that shifters were highly sexual and therefore were fine with multiple partners. It was clear that he wanted to make sure his friends wouldn’t use her for sex. If only things were so simple. He wondered what to do to ensure that Daniela would understand how special she was to him and Kane.
There was so little he knew about her. He bet Kane knew very little too. Keeping a distance from her all these years didn't seem to have helped lessen the desire for the curvy temptress. Now things were going to be a lot different.
He had no doubt sex with Daniella would be good after having watched her come earlier. Just the idea had his cock hardening in his pants. Fuck. He wanted to slide inside her and feel her pussy rippling against his dick with every contraction from her orgasm.
Kane cleared his throat and smiled at him. “We really need to work hard at making her comfortable between us.”
They had a bond. One nobody could deny. With that bond came the need to unite with a female who would increase their Alpha strength by linking them together as a Triad. It wasn’t just sex. It was so much more. A bone-deep connection between the three that would flow the moment they mated with her. They’d be like a single entity. Stronger than anything and at the same time a lot more emotionally bonded than any other couple.
“What will we do if Marcos decides this will be the end of our friendship?” Blake asked. He hated to think about it, but it could happen. Marcos had been a no-nonsense type of man. If he’d been a shifter, he’d definitely be an Alpha. His need to protect Dani had always pushed Blake and Kane away from her.
“I really don't want to think about that,” Kane grumbled. “We've been so close for so long it would be completely devastating to see our friendship destroyed. But I'm not giving up Daniella. She is our missing piece. I want her. And I won't settle for anyone else.”
Kane had never been a pushy Alpha. He led by quiet example and, unless things turned violent, he let his people do as they wished. Always ready to embrace ideas, he’d been the perfect partner through the years. He’d been open to Blake's suggestions in the past. For him to say those words, it was clear that his wolf was ready to mate. Blake's wolf agreed. They both wanted Daniella. To mate. To take. To keep.
SIX
Daniella floored the gas pedal while growling at her inability to stop thinking about what the men had done to her in the garden. Jesus Christ! How could they have been so good at touching and kissing her? Never mind the licking, the sucking and oh goddess of wet panties, the biting.
She swore every pleasure point in her body had been rediscovered. Every caress and kiss had brought her to new heights of ecstasy. And they hadn’t even moved to the good parts. Thinking about it made her squirm in her seat.
Stupid hot shifters. Blake and Kane had moved to a whole new level of evil by turning her on the way they had, only to push her away with their words. Why did they have to have this whole friendship pact, anyway? All it meant was that now she’d have a very lonely night with a vibrator. From what she'd experienced with Blake and Kane, her battery operated boyfriend would never be as good as one or both of those guys.
When she got to her house, she threw the corset on a sofa and rushed to her bedroom to remove the annoying costume.
She strolled past a full-length mirror and stopped to stare at herself. Holy shit. She looked like she'd been rolling around with two men. Her hair was a long, tangled mess. Her lips were still swollen and she had red blotches on her neck from where Blake had rubbed his five o’clock shadow on her. A shiver raced down her spine at the memory.
She took off the skirt and kicked the heels to the side. They hit her dresser and bounced on the carpet. Her hands hovered over the garter and thigh highs, ready to remove them when her doorbell rang.