Her Warriors (12 page)

She liked him wild. She loved the way he was
learning what she liked. And she about died when his teeth scraped
along the side of her breast, his tongue laving the hard center
while his fingers toyed with the other one.

And then Beau’s fingers slipped into her
folds. One hand found her clit, the other found its way over her
ass, gripping and squeezing. Sweet Mother of All, that was exactly
what she needed to send her into orbit. Two men. Four hands. Two
mouths—for Beau had bent to nip at her neck and nibble on her
earlobe.

Jacki came when Beau’s finger dipped into
her core, sliding in the slick fluid that he and Geir had brought
forth with their sensual moves. Geir pulled back, looking down into
her dazed eyes as she came, his hands on her breasts, his gaze
searching hers. He seemed surprised to find them all in this
intimate situation…but not displeased. He looked over her shoulder
at Beau and instead of anger, he seemed to be excited, which made
Jacki even more so.

“Are you inside her?” Geir asked Beau point
blank.

“Oh, yeah,” came the rumbling reply from
behind her. She just knew the damned cat was smiling as he stroked
his finger in and out of her tight hole. The angle was tough and
her pants, though stretchy, were impeding his movements, but he was
adept at what he was doing. “She’s hot, wet and tight. She’s going
to be so good when we get her someplace we can do this right.”

That made them all still. Jacki leaned back
against Beau, twisting her head backward so she could see him. But
it was Geir who spoke.

“Are we?” he asked starkly. “Are we going to
do this? The three of us?”

Beau removed his hands gently from her body,
then slipped them out of her pants with a gusty sigh. He bent to
retrieve her shirt and shook it out before getting ready to help
her slip it over her head.

“I honestly don’t know,” Beau finally
answered as he lowered the shirt over her torso. “But that was one
of the hottest things I’ve ever done. Maybe there is something to
this weird trio idea after all. I actually liked watching you
pleasure our girl. How was it for you, Jacki?”

She knew she was blushing, but she held her
ground. It would never do to show any sort of weakness to these two
predators, even if they were her sworn protectors. A girl had a
reputation to maintain, after all.

“I liked it,” she admitted softly, unwilling
to say much more until she had a chance to calm down and think
things through.

“I’d say you did more than like it.” Beau
caught her eye as he licked his fingers with a lascivious grin.

She realized he was tasting her on his
fingers and she felt her face flame, as did her passions. She would
drop to the ground and spread her legs right now if he crooked his
finger. She was only partially satisfied by the little climax they
had given her. The small pleasure only made her crave more.

“What about you, G-man?” Beau gave her a
break and turned to ask the other man.

“I…” His gaze narrowed on Beau’s fingers,
now licked clean. “My cat wants to taste some of that cream.”

Jacki’s knees quaked at the growl in his
voice. Geir, who was always so controlled and calm. He was letting
his wild nature show in the most delicious way. She wouldn’t forget
the way he’d used his teeth on her—gentle, yet exciting. It was
unexpected from the usually solemn man...and strangely
endearing.

As was Beau’s gentleness. She would have
expected it to be the other way around. Beau’s famous temper had
made her think he’d be a wildcat in the sack, but it looked like
things would prove to be a little reversed with these two exciting
men.

“Next time, brother…” Beau promised Geir,
“…you can do the honors.”

There was no question about it. These two
were going to be the death of her…in the most scandalous, delicious
sense.

“If there is a next time,” Geir said,
redirecting his gaze to Jacki.

But she was too confused right now to think.
She wanted to defer the serious part of this discussion until she’d
had time to sort through her feelings calmly and think about all
possible consequences of this situation.

“We’ve been away from the house too long. I
want to check on Tom and we all need something to eat.” She looked
back toward the lake. “We should probably bring those fish along
and fry them up for dinner. We can talk after we’ve had a chance to
freshen up, okay?”

Why did she think the men—both of
them—looked disappointed with her dodge? She turned away, hustling
over to pick up the fish, but the men followed her and Geir simply
nudged her gently out of the way, using his discarded shirt as a
make-shift carrier for the pile of fish. Beau helped him load up
the fabric and roll it into a manageable ball with the fish inside
and the ends secured.

She watched them work silently, only just
realizing how well matched they were. They seemed to work together
like men who had been friends for years rather than having only
just met recently. Was it because they were both tigers? Both
Alphas? Or both warriors?

She wasn’t sure what caused the rather
obvious connection between them, but it was good to see. If they
did proceed with this threesome, the men would need that common
ground to get along in such close proximity.

Mandy had been wonderful, staying with Tom
while they were gone. She and her husband had moved into a guest
room on the second floor, even though Geir hadn’t yet gotten to
those rooms with his remodeling plans. Perhaps that was why they
felt more comfortable up there. That part of the house was exactly
as their parents had left it.

Tad helped clean the fish and they all had
dinner together as the men grilled their catch. It was a pleasant
enough evening, even if Tom was still out of it. His condition
worried Jacki, but she knew Bettina would be back later that night,
when the moon came out, to help him again.

By the time the moon rose over the trees,
dinner was long over and everyone had had a chance to clean up in
preparation for the night’s magic-working. Jacki was surprised to
find that Bettina had asked Tad and Mandy to participate in the
evening’s work as they all reconvened in Tom’s room, awaiting
Bettina’s arrival back at the house.

Jacki hadn’t had a moment alone with either
of the men, so she had been able to defer any deeper discussion of
their situation. She was hoping they would have a chance to talk
after they helped Tom, if they weren’t all exhausted from the
spellcrafting.

Bettina swept into the room in her usual
whirlwind, catching them all up in her enthusiasm and bustle. She
arranged them quickly around Tom, and began chanting the words she
had taught to Jacki that afternoon. This time, Jacki and Bettina
held hands over Tom’s still form, one of each of their hands
holding one of his. Tad and Mandy were behind Bettina, one of their
hands on each of her shoulders. Beau and Geir were behind Jacki, in
the same pose.

Jacki could feel the power build as Bettina
guided it into Tom, to begin his healing. She reinforced the
barrier that kept the evil from draining him further, then set
about working her magic on his internal, magical wounds,
strengthening him from the inside out. She worked slowly and
surely, letting Jacki watch every step, learning as she went.

Toward the end of the working, Bettina
encouraged Jacki to try to wield the power herself with good
results. Jacki was able to do a bit of the healing—not as much as
Bettina had accomplished—but still quite a bit more than Jacki had
expected she would be able to do.

When they were finally done for the evening,
everyone was drained, but Jacki most of all. Tad and Mandy
disappeared into their room while Bettina instructed Geir and Beau
to take Jacki to her bed. The High Priestess promised to look after
Tom, who was resting more easily. He looked better, but Jacki knew
as she was carried out of the room in Beau’s strong arms, that they
still had work to do to heal her brother completely.

When she woke sometime later, Jacki realized
a few things simultaneously. First, she was naked and in her bed,
in her room. Second, Beau was also in the king sized bed, also
naked, sleeping on her right side. And third, Geir was on her left,
also naked if the warm, rough skin rubbing against her leg was any
indication.

How had they gone from the confusion at the
lake to this? Jacki felt like she was missing something important
here, but she’d been too tired from the spellwork last
night—however long ago that had been—to pay too much attention to
how she had gotten here.

“You awake?” Beau asked in a sexy, growly,
sleepy voice.

“Yeah,” she whispered back. She felt Geir
stir on her left, rising up on one elbow to look down at her.

“We had a talk last night,” Geir said
without preamble. “Beau and I.”

“You did?” She was almost afraid to hear
what they had talked about.

“Yeah,” Beau replied, her gaze sliding to
him. “We decided to stay with you to see how this might work. You
were too out of it to get your opinion on the idea. Sorry.” He
didn’t look sorry in the least.

“We will leave the moment you ask it of us,
but after what happened at the lake, both of us thought maybe there
was some merit to the High Priestess’s idea, and that we should
explore it further—if you are willing, of course,” Geir explained.
His earnest expression and rushed words endeared him to her even
more. How could she deny these men anything they asked of her?

She had deep feelings for them both, but the
idea of having them—both of them—in her life in a permanent, sexual
way…it was mindboggling. She had never had any expectation of
attracting more than one man. Frankly, she had despaired of ever
meeting the one man meant for her. Sometimes shifters went all
their lives without finding their true mate and she had
half-expected she would be one of those unlucky souls.

And then here she was, with
two
men
who could be her true mates. It was nearly unthinkable. Except…here
they were. Two tigers, going against their normal animal instincts
to compete for a chance to mate. In fact, they both claimed their
beasts were okay with the arrangement. It was the human side that
balked.

For Jacki too. Her animal side didn’t care.
The seal didn’t mind that the men were tigers or that there were
two of them. The seal side didn’t care that both wanted to pleasure
her. In fact, the needy bitch thought something along the lines of
the more the merrier
when it came to these two particular
tigers. It didn’t want anyone else. Just these two. Singly, or as a
pair, it didn’t matter. It just wanted them both. Forever.

She took a deep breath and decided to just
go for it. Why was she still hesitating? What was she worried
about? Whatever happened next, the Mother of All seemed to have a
hand in Jacki’s fate. It was a leap of faith, but then, Jacki’s
recent life had been full of such leaps and the Goddess had never
failed her yet. Jacki made up her mind. Finally.

“I
am
willing,” she answered Geir’s
earlier question. “I’m sorry I’ve been so confused.” She rose up on
her elbows, looking at each of the men in turn.

“No more confused than the rest of us, I
think.” Beau leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek that somehow
fueled her inner fire. But he pulled back, sitting at her side,
just looking at her. “You’re beautiful, Jacki. And special. We’ll
do whatever you want—including forget this whole idea, if that’s
what you decide.”

“For now, I want to see where this could
lead,” she said bravely, sitting up and reaching for both of them.
She kissed Beau and then turned to kiss Geir, the quiet man at her
side, watching her with such intensity that it almost stole her
breath. “I have to believe the Mother of All led us to this for a
reason. Even Bettina agrees and if you can’t trust the word of the
High Priestess, who can you trust, right?” She laughed a bit, but
the moment was still tense. She could fix that. If she was brave
enough.

Gathering her courage, Jacki let the sheet
that had covered her slip down to her waist as she sat up fully.
She brought Beau’s hand to one of her breasts, Geir’s to the other,
inviting them to touch her.

They moved slowly at first, but the
sensations were like nothing Jacki could have predicted. Two such
different touches—but both were perfect. Geir, the quieter man, was
downright combustible and touched her with a slightly rougher edge
that made her tremble. But Beau’s habitual anger completely calmed
when he touched her and the gentle strokes of his fingers made her
weak in the knees. She wondered how this would work but the moment
she showed the slightest hesitation, Beau took control.

Beau ripped the covers off the bed, leaving
Jacki in the center of the huge bed, crowded by the men on either
side. Beau smiled as he worked his way over to nibble on her ear.
He still had one hand on her breast and he squeezed gently as he
claimed her lips.

Meanwhile, Geir was using his mouth on her
other breast. He then moved downward, licking the underside and
even taking a gentle bite at her skin that made her squeak with
unexpected pleasure. She giggled against Beau’s mouth as Geir
continued gently nibbling his way down over her belly.

Beau broke the kiss and looked downward, as
if gauging Geir’s progress. Geir must have sensed his scrutiny
because he lifted his head and even Jacki could see the question in
his eyes. But Beau shrugged.

“You said you wanted a taste of her cream.
Have at it, my friend,” Beau said outrageously.

Geir grinned in a way that could only be
called devilish before lowering his head once more. He moved his
body around so that he was at her feet and then, as Beau’s lips
returned to hers, she felt Geir’s hands part her knees. She was
powerless to resist anything they wanted to do to her at this
point—though to be honest, resistance was the farthest thing from
her mind. She was reveling in the feeling of being the object of
desire for these two amazing, virile, fierce men.