Between Two Tiron (18 page)

questing kiss. Opening her mouth eagerly, she leaned into him. She curled her arms around his

shoulders. Even as she kissed him, she fashioned loops out of the twisted silken fabric in her

hands.

Kaleb drew back and raised an eyebrow. “You‟re not paying attention. What are you

doing behind my back?”

“You think I‟m not involved? Feel this.” Not about to tell him what she was planning, she

let the loops dangle from one hand. Grabbing his hand, she brought it to her breast, letting him

feel the hardened peak pressing against his fingers through the cloth.

She didn‟t give him any more time to think. She fastened her lips over his and pressed

him back to the bed. He went willingly. His tongue stroked hers. She straddled his hips. In the

mood to tease and excite, she circled her hips. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her

pussy, separated only by their clothing. She could feel the slick juices coating her folds. Making

him wild only drove her need higher.

Dropping the twisted material out of his sight, she slid both her hands down and began

working on his shirt. She pushed it as far apart as it would go, baring his chest to her gaze and

her touch.

He chuckled and his hands went to her sleeveless, thin-strapped shirt. Before she knew

what was happening, he was pushing it up over her breasts. His attempts to get it over her head

frustrated her efforts to remove his pants. The fabric bunched around her neck. With an annoyed

growl, she fought free of the fabric. His fingers worked on her belt and then on her pants. He

pushed at the snug cloth but couldn‟t get it past her hips because of her spread legs. When she

finally finished with his pants, she got up long enough to strip out of the rest of her clothes and

help him out of his.

Licking her lips, she went back to him. Reaching between them, she positioned his cock

and slowly lowered herself down onto his shaft. His hands went to her breasts the moment she

again settled astride him. His hands lifted and cupped the full weight of the globes. The heat of

his palms and the scrape of his fingers across her nipples caused a shiver to tear down her spine.

Every flick across the tight peaks sent a sweet sharp sensation shooting straight to her pussy.

She rocked her hips in a slow rhythm. One of his hands lifted and curled around her neck,

urging her down to him. His eyes ran over her face and then down to her breasts. Eyes locking

on the lush globes, he licked his lips. Heat rushed through her. She knew exactly how good his

mouth felt against her breasts and she wanted that, but she had to keep focused. She pulled back,

resisting his tugging. Grabbing his left hand, she pushed it to the bed above his head and did the

same with his right.

“Mmm, feeling aggressive, aren‟t we?” He smiled, lifting his wrists off the bed even with

her weight pressing on them. With a wink, he let his arms drop to the mattress.

She shook her head. No subtlety at all. “Let‟s just say I‟m going to work out my

frustrations.”

Her breasts brushed against his chest as she lifted her hips. She lowered her head and

sucked at his lip. His tongue lapped at her upper lip, distracting her from her play. She kissed

him, her tongue stroking against his as she lowered her hips.

Releasing his hands, she fumbled for the silk loops. Her fingers brushed across the sheet,

finally touching the silky twisted cloth. By feel, she found one of the loops and slipped it over his hand, leaving it loose. Twining the fabric around the support pole, she lifted his other wrist.

He nipped her lips, drawing her attention back to him. She rotated her hips in a small

circle. The pressure against her clit sent a new flare of desire straight to her core. Her inner

muscles tightened around his cock. Gulping, she reached up and tried again, lifting his wrist and

managing to slide the loop onto it.

With a tug, she tightened the loops. Sitting back, she smiled down at him as she gently

rocked her hips. He tugged on his wrists and the support pole jolted. The side of the tent swayed.

Raising her hips until just the head of his cock was inside her, she smiled down at him.

“If that comes down, I get up and leave. There‟s a dress over there that I can just tug over my

head.”

His eyes closed and a low groan rumbled through his chest. His hips punched up, trying

to drive back into the slick heat of her channel. She let him drive into her and then drew back.

Lowering her hips, she took his length and then rose over him again.

“You think I‟d let you make it out?” He angled his head to get a good look at what she‟d

done.

The burning need grew hotter and she forced herself to go slow. She wanted to ride him

hard and fast. But Gods, she was having fun teasing him.

“I know I‟d make it out.” She smiled and plunged down as his hips surged up against her.

She leaned forward and put her hands in his, lacing her fingers with his. His hand

tightened around hers as his hips arched. His pelvis pressed against her clit. Her head tipped back

as the piercing heat built. She couldn‟t hold back anymore. She needed to come.

Panting, she began to ride him faster. His hips punched up with every upward stroke,

luring her back down onto his thick cock. She felt her climax rising, the tightening of her

muscles. Her mouth fastened over his in a fierce, hard kiss as they moved together.

Light burst in front of her eyes and pleasure ripped through her as she came. He arched

up against her and she felt the hot stream of his semen splash inside her. Collapsing onto him,

she sprawled across his chest, her fingers still laced with his.

When she raised her head, she found him smiling at her. She raised a brow at that smug

expression. His fingers tightened on hers as he moved his hands apart, pulling the fabric taut.

The pole didn‟t even move. He pulled harder and the cloth ripped. The pole shuddered but

remained standing.

“I like your games,
i’ma
. I‟m certain you‟re going to love mine.”

Lina paced restlessly. The confines of the camp seemed to get smaller with every pass.

She hadn‟t left the camp in ten days. A walk with Shard and Kaleb the day after Lido and Jalan

had left had been the last time that she‟d been outside the camp. Even without solid walls

surrounding her, she felt confined, restrained, imprisoned.

She had to get out of this place. The
tiron
within her stirred restlessly, snarling in bad

temper.
Much more of this and I’ll probably bite someone
, Lina thought with a chuckle.

She stalked over to Jaksen who‟d been left in charge of the camp. “I want out of this

cage.”

“The Ardin have left orders that no one is to leave camp except those going to search the

ruins.” Jaksen looked at her without expression. “Why don‟t you wait and talk with the Ardin?”

In no mood to be reasonable, she growled. “Either one of the other men or you goes with

me for a walk or I‟ll go on my own.”

“We can‟t let you do that. We have to follow the Ardin‟s orders. Everyone is to stay in

camp.” Jaksen‟s mouth dropped open in astonishment. He apparently wasn‟t accustomed to

women with the temerity to try to give him ultimatums.

“Then try to stop me. I‟m leaving this camp for a little while, one way or another.” She

stared at him, unimpressed by his greater size.

She saw something that looked like relief flash across the man‟s face. It should have

given her warning, but she was too wrapped up in her need to move among the trees. The first

hint of danger came to her in the sheer silence of the camp. That lack of sound in the normally

bustling atmosphere raised the hairs on the back of her neck.

“You‟re expected to obey the same rules every other person does, Lina.” Shard‟s hard

voice boomed into the abnormal silence of the camp.

She whirled and found that all the men who had left the camp to go search the ruins had

returned. “Your rules are making me insane. I feel like a prisoner. I can‟t leave the camp. I‟m not

allowed to go aboard the Sendar without being accompanied by a man. I need to run, to move

freely and I no longer care if it breaks your damn rules.”

She bared her teeth and didn‟t back away from them. Shard and Kaleb stood side by side

on the other side of the camp. Dressed identically in brown camouflage shirts, brown camouflage

pants and brown boots, they‟d blend perfectly with the forest of the area where they were

working.

Both glowered at her. Those heavy stares fell on her like a block of
vilidium
. In fact, that

heavy metal might have felt lighter. It wasn‟t easy to maintain her defiance in the face of the two

large intimidating men. She knew that they would never hurt her. That didn‟t mean that she

would be able to do what she wanted when she wanted.

“Well, every woman pushes and earns her first punishment from her mate sooner or later.

For most women, it‟s later, but you haven‟t displayed any sign of timidity since shortly after I

pinned you.” Shard advanced toward her slowly, watching her for any sign that she was going to

bolt.

Lina watched as Shard and Kaleb separated. She recognized the tactic. Divide and

surround. They were making certain that she didn‟t have a chance of getting away if she chose to

run.

She wasn‟t running. They could snarl all they wanted. She was already close to her limits.

She needed to get out of this camp.

Kaleb‟s hand locked around her upper arm. “It‟s time to pay for your disrespect and your

threats.”

“You‟re treating me like a prisoner. You know I can take care of myself. I‟m not a

helpless female who‟s never been out of a
thent
. I need some freedom,” Lina growled.

She wasn‟t going to fight, claw, scream or resist in any way. First, it would gain her

nothing. They were much too strong for such tactics to work. Second, it would only succeed in

infuriating them. They were already angry. She wasn‟t adding to it. She just wasn‟t going to back

away from them either.

Fate had landed her with two alpha males as mates. Alphas were impossible to manage,

at least these two were. She hadn‟t won an argument since she met them. They all knew that she

couldn‟t beat them physically in a fight—even one on one. As she glared up at Kaleb, a stray

thought flickered through her mind.
Who are the lucky women getting all the betas?

“You‟ll follow the orders given for your safety. There will be no further discussion about

it.” Kaleb growled, drawing her toward the tent.

She could hardly keep up with his long, quick strides. “Like there‟s much discussion

about anything else. You‟ve had everything your own way since we met.”

They heard the grumbled complaint. They didn‟t respond verbally, although Kaleb‟s

fingers tightened a bit around her arm. They merely marched her into the Dura-tent.

“Onto the bed.” Shard stood with his feet braced apart and a stern frown on his face as he

looked at the defiance on her face.

Kaleb drew in a deep breath. “I can‟t help admiring your courage. Most newly married

women would be apologizing, trying to avert the punishment.”

“Would they?” Her lips curled. They shouldn‟t expect her to be like everyone else. She

wasn‟t a kitten who‟d known nothing but the safety of a
thent
.

Shard nodded “They‟d plead and promise better behavior. You‟re glaring at us and that

glitter in your amber eyes has more to do with anger than it does meek submissiveness.”

“And you‟d be bored in a day if I was.” She sniffed and looked at the wall of the tent.

“You‟re truly an alpha female and because of it, keeping you safe is a nightmare. But you

have to respect our orders even if you don‟t agree with them.” Kaleb‟s fingers grasped her chin

and turned her to face him.

Lina raised her head and stepped onto the bed, blatantly refusing to show them

submission. A bright light flashed around her and she felt a pulling sensation in her stomach.

Spots swam in front of her eyes, a little worse than they had the last time. When her vision

cleared, she blinked, because she couldn‟t believe what she was seeing.

In the clearing, Shard and Kaleb stood beside what looked to be a low, padded bench

with cuffs at the base of the legs on one end. It was entirely black, even the cuffs. The legs were

thick, appeared to be metal and looked very sturdy. She swallowed nervously. Oh Lady, she

didn‟t think she could break free of that.

“Strip and lie down on your stomach on the bench with your hands near the cuffs.” A

muscle twitched along Kaleb‟s cheek and his green eyes glinted silver.

Lina stared at the two fully-dressed men. No softness lightened either of their

expressions, no understanding. She had no doubt that if she refused to do as they wanted, they

would strip her and it would make them even angrier than they were now.

She stripped out of her blue skirt and shirt, glared at them one last time, stepped forward

and lowered her body to the bench. It was shorter than it looked—just long enough to support her

upper body.

As soon as her breasts touched the padded bench, it began reshaping, dropping away and

curving inward. She jerked upward at the strange occurrence, but a large hand placed between

her shoulder blades pressed her firmly to the cloth-covered bench. The bench kept moving,