Familiar Desires: 5 (Protective Affairs) (4 page)

She didn’t pay much attention to the brick building or the
landscaping leading up to Michael’s first floor apartment. She was too focused
on getting inside that room and touching her mates.

Michael unlocked the brown door and led the way into his
home. She saw a black couch and a glass and chrome entertainment center and
didn’t care about looking any more. She turned to the nearest man, which was
Kane, and threw her arms around him. Rising onto her tiptoes, she gave in to
the urge to kiss him. She stretched up and pressed her lips to his. He seemed
surprised, but one of his arms came around her, holding her tight.

He turned, urged her back until her butt touched the door
and his tongue thrust between her lips. She met the sure stroke with an
aggressiveness of her own. She moved restlessly against him. That tingling buzz
still rolled over her and as she got closer to them, it increased.

Her leg lifted, hooking around his thigh so that she could
get more pressure on her pussy. She arched against him, drawing a long moan
from him.

“Clothes. We’ve got to get our clothes off before I come in
my pants. I damn sure don’t want to wait.” Kane pulled back and drew in a huge
breath.

He released her and she stood there trembling for a moment.
She wanted to scream out in frustration. The loss of his touch sent an almost
physical ache through her.

“Let me help you, Alana.” Michael lifted the hem of her shirt.
When he managed to get it to her breasts, he looked up at her again. “Raise
your arms. The faster we get you naked, the sooner Kane can touch you.”

She raised her arms for him. He tugged the shirt up and over
her head. Motivated now, her hands went to the fastening of her pants and she
stripped them down her legs taking her panties with them. She took her heels
off before the jeans tangled around her shoes.

“You’re beautiful.” Kane stepped up in front of her again.
His fingers trailed down over her the straps of her red bra. “Let me take this
off you.”

She stood still as he unhooked the red scrap of lingerie. It
slid down her arms, the silky fabric gliding over her skin. Even before it
dropped to the floor, Kane stepped forward, his warm, lean body crowding her
against the door. His hands swept from her waist up her ribs and cupped her
breasts, squeezing and plucking at the nipples.

Alana shivered. The arousal already burned so high within
her that she didn’t need the extra stimulation. She stretched up, pressing
close to him as she curled her arms around his neck. Her hips rose in demand
and she felt the wet tip of his hard cock brush across her thigh.

Kane groaned. “You have to be ready.”

His hand slid down her body and to her pussy. She didn’t
know how he could be unaware she was more than ready. Slick moisture coated her
thighs. Her body trembled with the excitement and the energy of the forming
Familiar link.

“I am ready,” she said and her voice sounded husky.

His fingers touched her clit and a searing flash of
sensation shot straight up her spine. Her body jerked forward. She shivered and
drew in a shaky breath, so close to flying over the edge. Her hands clutched at
his shoulders.

She heard a ripping sound and felt Kane moving, realizing
that he was rolling on a condom only a moment before she looked down to see him
finish the job. His hands clasped her waist and felt him lift her off her feet.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.” Kane dropped a kiss on her
cheek, but she could feel tremors running over his body.

She did as he said. He reached between them to guide his
cock into her pussy. His cock eased into her and her inner muscles clenched
around the shaft. She moaned and bit her lip.

“You have to relax or I’m not even going to get inside you
before you make me come.” Kane’s words came through a jaw clenched tight.

He slowly pushed forward. Alana tried. She really did, but
her body ached, desperate for that little nudge that would send her flying over
the edge. Those muscles clenched around him, drawing him deeper into her body.
She tried to find that perfect position, but couldn’t do much because of his
grip on her and the door at her back.

“Move.” She tried forcing herself upward and was able to
rise just a bit before he pulled her back down onto his cock.

His breath hissed out on a curse. His cock withdrew and
drove deep. She clutched at him. Her legs tightened as the sensation spiraled
higher and out of control. She held herself against the door, keeping her head
there when she wanted to nuzzle his neck and bite him right on his shoulder.
She had just enough sanity to keep her mouth away from there. They needed to
talk more than basic introductions before that step was taken.

“Let go, Alana. Come for me.” Kane shoved hard into the
cradle of her thighs.

The grind and press of his pelvis was enough to send her
right over. Pleasure exploded, racing over her body, leaving her trembling and
clinging to him. Her heart slammed against her chest and she felt something
inside her fall into place. She felt him stiffen, his hips jerking. A groan
tore from his lips as he strung kisses across her neck and shoulder.

“Give me a few minutes to will some strength back into my
legs so that we both don’t end up on the floor and you can go to Michael.” Kane
drew in a ragged breath.

She could feel the trembling of his muscles beneath her
hands. She almost didn’t want him to go anywhere, but the tingling hadn’t faded
for her. Arousal began to simmer low in her belly even though she’d just had a
fierce orgasm.

“I’ll take you into the bedroom and explore your body a
little as I make sure you’re ready for me.” Michael’s voice drew her attention
beyond Kane.

“It’s not going to take long before the hunger is as high as
before.” Alana drew in a slow breath. Her nipples tightened into hard points.

“I know. My father told me what it would be like if our
Familiar bond was strong. If the woman would be our witch-mate as well as
companion.” Michael’s lips curved upward and he gave a slow nod.

Alana lowered her legs. She wished she’d even thought to ask
about the Familiar ties with two men, but hadn’t considered it much of a
possibility. Honestly, she hadn’t given much consideration to meeting the
wizard part of life as a Familiar yet. Kane lifted her, drawing his cock free
and then lowered her until her feet touched the ground.

Michael stepped up beside her. “Do you think your legs will
hold you?”

Alana stiffened her legs. They were a little shaky, but she
could walk. She nuzzled her cheek on Kane’s chest before she stepped away from
him. She walked over to Michael. He put his arm around her.

“Are you still all right with this?” Michael looked down at
her. “We could stop and talk or wait until later.”

“Yes, I’m good with this.” She took a deep breath. She didn’t
know how he thought they could stop now. Even if she wanted to try, she didn’t
know if her body would allow it. The growing hunger was that strong. The fact
that he asked did give her a little thrill though. “I don’t think we’re going
to be doing too much talking until after we’ve sealed this bond.”

“Then let’s go to my bedroom. I want you to be comfortable.”
His hand tightened at her waist and began leading her through the apartment.

The bedroom had the same cream walls, but the bed was covered
with a black and blue spread. There were a few pictures on the wall, but she
focused on that bed and what she wanted to do with Michael there.

“Why don’t you climb up on the bed while I get out of my
clothes? I’d pick you up, but I know it would lead to touching and I don’t want
to end up fucking you with my clothes on.” His arm fell away from her and she
saw him working on the fastenings of his shirt.

She climbed up onto the bed and watched as he took off his
shirt. He was lean, but she could see the muscles at his shoulders and arms. When
his pants skimmed down his thighs, she took in the muscles on his legs and the
hard cock standing ready and waiting. She licked her lips. This was one time
when foreplay might not be necessary at all. The energy from the joining sent
sparks dancing over her body.

Michael grabbed a condom from a drawer in the nightstand and
then climbed up onto the bed. “You look absolutely gorgeous sprawled across my
bed.”

“And you’re handsome, but I think you’d look even better if
you were over here with me.” She held out her hand.

He moved up beside her and she held back a growl of
impatience. She wanted him with her. She reached for him. He turned to her and
cupped her cheek as he leaned close. His lips barely grazed hers. She didn’t
wait for him to try again. She kissed him. Her tongue stroked over his and she clutched
at him trying to urge him closer. When he pulled away, they were both breathing
hard.

“I’m going to taste these breasts before I fuck you, Alana.”
He dropped a light kiss on her chin and worked his way down her neck to her
chest.

His mouth latched onto her nipple and he sucked hard. Her
back arched as a streak of hot sensation shot straight to her pussy. Alana
gasped, amazed and aching for more. His hand swept over her belly to the
neglected mound and started off squeezing and cupping it, but soon he was
tugging and pinching at the peak. The combined treatment sent shivers over her
body. Her legs moved restlessly.

She moaned and he looked up at her. Then his eyes swept down
her body and noticed her parted legs. A smug smile curved his lips.

“Did you want some attention on your sweet pussy, baby?”
Michael asked. The hand at her breast skimmed over her belly, but stopped
before he touched her pussy.

He was tormenting her. She wanted his touch, not to play
games.

“Yes,” she said as her hips lifted in demand.

“Then I’ll give you that and make sure you’re ready for me
at the same time. My cock is aching to sink deep inside your cunt. Watching you
fuck my brother was one of the hardest things I’ve done. I wanted to be over
there touching you too.” Michael’s fingers drifted over her pussy, tracing the
lips before nudging between them.

She’d wanted him close too, but she wasn’t sure that she was
ready for that. His fingers curled upward gliding over her clit. It forced all
thought out of her head. She bucked into the too soft touch. She needed
something a little firmer. Her body trembled as the slow, light caress built
the desire even higher. She could feel the inner muscles of her pussy
tightening as if trying to grip at something.

“Oh yes, show me what your body wants.” Michael stared at
her as her body undulated with each flick of his finger.

“Fuck me, Michael.” She tugged at him, but he drew back,
resisting her urging for him to move between her thighs.

“Let’s see if you’re ready.” His fingers slowly eased away
from her clit and down.

Two fingertips nudged at her entrance. She held her breath
as he dipped them into the slick channel, moving so damn slowly that she was
shaking with anticipation. Her inner muscles tightened and clenched. The
fingers dipped into her pussy. They pumped, moving back and forth at a
tormenting, slow pace.

“Tell me what you want. I feel all of this slick honey. I’m
almost sure that I could take you over with a few quick, hard strokes and maybe
a flick of your clit. Do you want me to do that?” Michael’s fingers drew back.

“No.” Her body demanded release, but she didn’t want his
fingers.

“Then tell me how you want me to make you come.” He didn’t press
his fingers back into her cunt, but held them just at the entrance.

Her hips rose, but he took his hand away instead of letting
her make herself come. She groaned and her fingers tightened on his shoulders,
the nails digging into his skin.

“Tell me, baby. If not my fingers, what do you want?” He
traced his fingers over the lips.

“I want you to fuck me. I want your cock.” Alana shoved at
him.

He moved between her thighs and quickly rolled on a condom.
His lips covered hers as his cock entered her. She kissed him back as her body surged
upward to take his dick deep again. Their tongues brushed and tangled. His cock
slowly moved back. He seemed determined to drive her to insanity. She wanted to
push him to his back and ride him until they both came.

She tore her mouth away from his and stared up at him. “Not
slow, fast. No more teasing.”

One of his hands slipped under her buttocks and lifted her.
His cock sunk into her until his balls rested against her ass. He paused a
moment before he set a pounding rhythm. It was as if he’d been waiting for
those words. She flexed into the thrusts. Pressing her mouth to his, she desperately
tried to keep her mouth busy. The urge to bite was too strong. She kissed him
and kept her mouth there as the hunger rose higher and higher. She didn’t want
to bite him yet.

Michael’s pelvis ground against hers in circles. Their
bodies strained and rubbed together. The repeated friction on her breasts and
clit sent the tension coiling in her higher. All it took was one last hard jab
and pleasure burst over her. She shivered and held onto him as it rushed over
her body. He filled her over and over. Finally, he groaned and stiffened when
he came, but she was still too pleasure-drugged to pay much attention even when
his body fully rested on hers.

He held onto her and slowly rose up onto his elbows. “That
was… I was expecting intense, but I think it blew the top of my head off.”

Alana deliberately looked at his head. “No, still there.”

He chuckled. “Give me a few more moments and I’ll move. We
can get in bed, rest and maybe talk a little.”

“I don’t think we’re going to be getting much talking done
if we’re close to each other.” She could already feel her interest stirring. It
didn’t have the intensity of the forming bond behind it, but she wanted them.