Panther's Claim (3 page)

When Lyssa took the opportunity to
breathe without a tongue driving her mad, she found both males sitting before
her grinning smugly. Obviously, they felt the same intense sensations tearing
through her. Rubbing her arms in a vain attempt to rid herself of the goose
bumps the encounter had produced, Lyssa searched for something to say. What
could she possibly say to sum up all these feelings? “Fuck!” Well, there was
that.

“I am up for that!” Trey responded
as he rubbed a hand over the obvious bulge in his pants.

“Just back off. I need to think.”
Lyssa had never felt so confused. Yes, she felt something powerful. Still,
things like this just didn't happen, at least not to thirty-something
divorcees. “If this is true, and I am not saying it is, what took you until now
to find me?” It sounded like a logical question.

“We can only claim our mate if the
moon is full on Halloween. It doesn't happen as often as you think,” Ren
explained as he again took one of her hands in his own.

“That and the fact Margaret kept moving
you all over the country. If you had not married the pitiful human, we might
have never found you.” Trey drew his face up at the mention of her ex as though
he licked a lemon. “Speaking of which, we were thrilled when it only took you a
few months to see him for what he was.”

“Wait, you know how long I was
married to Cliff and why we divorced?” Lyssa could not believe how much they
knew about her, some of which, she didn't even know.

“Of course we would have never
allowed you to stay with him.” Trey's tone said a whole lot more than his
words.

“I just don't know if I can believe
all of this. It's just all too fast.” Fast was not the right word. It felt as
if a freight train had hit her full speed.

Ren snorted. “It hasn't been fast
for us. We've waited a long time to bind our mate to us.” He appeared to be
losing his patience with her denial. Lyssa watched him as he stood and began to
pace around the room.

“What you can believe is this; you
have a birthmark shaped like a cat's paw print high on your left hip. The mark
matches the ones both Ren and I have. You are our bond mate, Lyssa, and we don't
intend to just walk away from you.”

Lyssa's heart pounded in her ears,
its steady thump echoing like distant drums signaling the coming storm. Her
mouth dry, she looked at the two men who now sat in silence awaiting her
decision. Never had something so bizarre felt so right, and deep inside her she
knew they told the truth. “What happens if I say I believe all this?”

She jumped, startled at the loud
sound of Ren shouting joyfully. Standing, he caught her around the waist and
lifted her from the couch to swing her about. Quickly Trey joined them, and
Lyssa found herself crushed between the two gorgeous males.

“I'll go over first thing in the
morning and start bringing your belongings over.” Trey stepped back and smiled
brightly at her. “How about we show you our room?”

Our room
.
The words hit her hard, and again she found herself uncertain
about everything. “We all share a bedroom?” she asked in a low voice as she
turned to look at the staircase in the center of the room.

“You can have your own room as well,
if you like.” Ren brought her hand to his lips. The offer obviously did not sit
well with his brother, who shot him an irritated look. “We can all discuss it
further in the morning,” he added as he led her toward the stairs.

They brought her to the largest
bedroom she had ever seen, however its size actually made sense when she looked
at the humongous bed which graced the center of the back wall. All three of
them would easily fit across the giant mattress with no problem. The thought made
her hot and wet all over again.

Lyssa found the room designed as a
place of complete sensuality. The lighting was adjustable to allow the
occupants to dim it low, though she knew she would prefer any one of the dozen
candelabras. The bed linens, strategically designed to enhance the room's
sexuality, were made of an alabaster-colored silk with delicate stitched scroll
patterns resembling three mating cats.

“The door here on the right is the
bath; the two on the left are closets.” Trey took a seat on the edge of the bed
and motioned for her to come to him.

Trembling, Lyssa moved slowly to
stand before him. He wrapped both hands around her waist and pulled her tight to
him. In one swift movement, he twisted and brought her down on the bed beneath
him.

“I'm nervous,” she admitted as he
leaned over top her.

“Relax and let us take care of you.
I promise you will not regret a moment of it,” he reassured her as he moved down
to capture her lips with his own. The moment his tongue pushed deep into her
mouth, the hot electrical energy began to pulsate through her body. Lacing her
hands around his neck, she met his silken embrace with her own, sucking on his
tongue and nibbling along his lower lip. He growled low and pushed the hem of
her shirt up to reveal the lace bra she wore beneath it.

Lowering his head, he took the
delicate material in his mouth and sucked the taut nub pushing against the
material, drawing a throaty moan as Lyssa arched to meet his teasing. As he
continued to tug and suckle the covered nipple, Trey slid one hand down her
abdomen and along the outside of her thigh. Sliding under her skirt, he palmed
the hot scrap of material covering her mound, growling his satisfaction at finding
it moist from her arousal.

“I think we need to get you out of
these clothes,” he whispered against her neck as he rose and pulled her up to
stand.

After a quick look around, Lyssa
realized dozens of flickering candles, lit by Ren during her make out session
with his twin, now illuminated the room
.
Well girl, what are you waiting for, them to change their minds? s
he asked herself
as she saw the hunger in their eyes.
You
might only get this chance once.

As Trey reached to remove her top,
she stopped his hand and smiled slowly at both men who now stood side by side
before her. “Let me.”

Lyssa lifted the thin tank top up
and over her head, tossing it over their heads. Moving on to her skirt, she let
it fall into a heap at her feet so she stood dressed only in her white lace
undergarments. Sliding the thin straps of the bra down one shoulder then the
other, Lyssa watched as both males stared at her with a primal hunger that made
moisture pool in her molten core. Neither man moved as she tossed the last
scrap of material from her body and climbed across the mattress. “Are you both
going to just stand there, or are you planning on joining me?” As quickly as
they disrobed, Lyssa wondered how many buttons littered the floor.

Ren climbed across the soft mattress
toward her, followed closely by his twin. “Have you ever been with two men at
once?” Ren asked as he pulled her tight against him, crushing her to his chest.
Burying his face in the curve of her neck and breathing her scent deep into his
lungs, he growled. Trey had moved up behind her and used his tongue to leave a
trail of moist circles along her shoulders and neck as she shuddered.

“No” she said in a low, throaty
whisper.

“Good.” Ren reached out to roll one
puckering nipple between his fingers. “We have so much to show you about
pleasure.”

As though his words held some secret
message for his brother, Trey pulled her to him so her back lay on his broad,
muscled chest. He wrapped his legs around her waist and to the inside of both
thighs, forcing her legs open wide before his twin. Lyssa gasped as Ren buried
his face between her spread legs and took her in his mouth. His tongue pushed
deep into her cunt, teasing her clit and causing her to cry out in pleasure.

“You like that? Imagine having one
of us lick your hot cunt every night until you come,” Trey whispered into her
ear as he tugged gently on the lobe with his teeth. “Let me hear you say it,
Lyssa” he demanded as he bit at her flesh. After his brother's comments, Ren
buried two fingers deep into her cunt and fucked them in and out of her hot
folds as he used his lips to tug at the bundle of nerves. “Say it!” he demanded
without releasing his prize.

“Oh yes, I like it, I like the feel
of your mouth on my cunt,” she cried as the first tremor of orgasm swept
through her, making her buck her hips up to grind herself against his mouth and
thrusting fingers.

Trey plucked at her nipples, leaving
them hard as she screamed her release. “That's it, baby, I love to hear you
scream as you come.” Before the last shock waves ended, Lyssa found herself
flipped onto all fours with Trey positioned behind her. His throbbing cock slid
along her weeping cunt as Ren moved to her head and positioned himself so his twitching
erection was only inches from her lips. In one forceful thrust, Trey buried
himself balls deep into her cunt, groaning loudly as her muscles gripped his
cock. Lyssa felt herself stretched tight as her body attempted to accommodate
his great size. She was far from inexperienced, but his length and thickness
were far from ordinary.

Trey raked his nails up and down
across the pale skin of her back, allowing her body a moment to adjust to him
before he began to shove his cock in and out of her tight muscles. The
sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt. Lyssa's entire body trembled
on the verge of yet another explosive orgasm.

“Not yet, love,” Trey whispered as
he leaned across her back and slowed the pace of his thrust. “This time we all
must be ready.” Licking the thin layer of sweat across her shoulders, he pushed
her head down so the engorged head of his twin's cock pressed across her lips.

Darting her tongue out to taste the
salty bead of moisture, she heard Ren's low moan, an empowering sound, which
had her licking the bulbous head in a slow, deliberate manner. When Lyssa
finally felt him lace his fingers through her hair, she stopped her teasing and
took his cock deep into her mouth, grazing it with her teeth. Pulling her hair
free from the elastic holder, Ren encouraged it to fall across her shoulders
before lacing his fingers through the red-brown locks. Gripping her head
tightly, he began to guide the movements of his cock, fucking her mouth. Trey
matched his thrusts, and she found herself penetrated by both large cocks in a
steady procession.

Lyssa felt Trey's hands rake across
her ass as he continued to bury himself deep into the slick muscles of her
pulsating cunt. Sucking in a shocked breath as she felt one of his fingers
press against the tight puckered hole, she scraped her teeth across the cock filling
her mouth. So many sensations coursed through her body she trembled on the
verge of ecstasy never before imagined.

A low growl filled her ears as Ren
shoved his twitching cock deep into the back of her throat and his seed erupted
to fill her mouth.

“Oh, God yes, swallow me down,” he
yelled as she swallowed each new jet of his seed.

At the same time, Ren increased the
speed of his thrusts and moved one hand around to roll her swollen clit as he
pushed one large digit of the other past the tight ring of muscles in her ass.
This new assault caused her to arch her back up as her own release teetered at
the edge.

“That's it, Lyssa, let go and come for
us,” Trey's strained voice revealed how close he was to his own release.

“Come baby, that's it. This is only
the beginning of the pleasure we plan for you.” Ren stroked her shoulder and
head while she cried out and the world around her shattered into a million
blissful pieces. Her vision had just begun to clear when she heard Trey scream
out her name as his seed filled her womb and spilled down across her still
trembling thighs.

The three of them collapsed into a
jumble of arms and legs with Ren lying back against the large mattress, Lyssa's
head and upper body across his chest, and Trey's head resting against her
shoulder. Every breath was a labored attempt to recuperate from the ménage of
lovemaking. A thin layer of sweat covered each of them as they drifted off to
sleep.

****

Lyssa awoke in the large bed alone,
naked, and covered only with a thin sheet. Her body felt deliciously sore as
she stretched and did her best to wrap her mind around everything that occurred
the previous evening. She knew she should feel regret or shame for her racy little
rumble with not one but two men she barely knew, but quite honestly, she couldn't
feel bad about the best sex she'd ever had.

Of course, it also meant she would
now have to face both of them, not to mention the realization it had been only a
booty call for the two of them. They most likely spent their days with model-thin
bleached blondes on either arm. She doubted playing house with a thirty-something
divorcee who was gullible enough to buy into their hair-brained story for a
night of sex was anything other than a passing fancy.

Crawling from the warm mattress, she
wrapped the sheet around her and began to search for her discarded clothing.
Lyssa was on her knees looking under the bed when she heard the bedroom door
open and the sound of footsteps behind her.

“See? You already know how I like
you.” Trey growled as he gripped her hips and pulled her back to grind his
clothed erection against her ass. Sitting up, Lyssa turned to look over her
shoulder at the man who greeted her with a playful grin.