Claiming Their Cat (16 page)

Creed stood in the kitchen doorway of the house he shared with his
big
brother, and eyed the
vision
in black washing dishes. She softly humm
ed
to herself, a
tune
that he didn’t recognize. The
real
question
was
, why in the hell was she
here
? Creed and his
bro
never brought
dates
home. It was the
rule
and neither had broken it—until now.

Of course, it was
plain
to see why his brother had let the
rule
fly out the proverbial window. Her curvy backside entic
ed him
through the translucent—thing—she wore. A black garter held up
sheer
silk stockings.
He and his brother were both ass men
. Hers was smooth and creamy
, and one that both of them would
enjoy
.
Light
curls cascaded down her back. He was surprised her dainty feet weren’t clad in some fuck-me black heels.

And God did she smell like heaven, the real heaven. All women smelled
delicious
, but she was different like a
heady
fragrant
flower
and something to eat—peaches maybe.

Even
though
she was enticing, he still couldn’t
believe
that Rio had brought her home. Maybe she was a complication from Rio’s
business
. If so, that could only
spell
one thing—trouble.

“Who the hell are you?” His voice was louder and harsher than he’d intended, but a
complication
was a
complication
and he always protected his older brother.

Dishes clattered in the sink as she spun, and the slinky,
delicate
thing swirled around her body.
Her eyes held fear, and she clutched a butcher knife in her hand.
Delicate facial features reminded him of a fairy with her small mouth, pert nose, and big, sky-blue eyes. His gaze wondered down to perfect breasts supported by a lacy half-bra
thing
that left her nipples free. He knew those little buds would pebble under his mouth. His eyes continued to drift
down
to her—plump belly.

What
the fuck
?

She was pregnant!

He tilted his head to the
side
and sucked in a
huge
breath. Damn! Suddenly his dick was hard as steel. Her scent wrapped around his wolf, pulling him to the surface.

Mine! Mine! Mine!

This woman holding a knife was his
mate
.
Creed was going to kill his brother if his
mate
were carrying Rio’s baby.
Creed and his
bro
never thought in
a million years
that they’d
find
a mate.
Besides, mates were complicated, made a man and his wolf do stupid things, and stupid could get you killed.

“Who are you?”
he
asked again trying to keep the anger out of his voice.

“I’m—the prisoner.”

What?

“And you are?”

“Creed, Rio’s brother.”

His dick, with a mind of its own, pressed hard against his jeans. An overwhelming
need
to fuck his brother from this nymph
’
s
mind
roared like a volcano to the surface. He shouldn’t be thinking about fucking her.

“Have you come to rescue
your brother?
”

“Why do
es he
need rescuing?”

“Because he’s going to get himself killed.”

“I
f
anything happens to my brother,”
after I personally kill him
, “it won’t go so well for you.”
He would do anything to protect his brother, even kill his mate.

“Hey, it’s not my fault he’s pigheaded.”

His grandmother used
the word
pigheaded
to describe Creed and his brother, but he preferred determin
ed
.
“Why is my brother in danger?”

“Someone very bad wants me at any cost.”
She clumsily held the knife like as if it could protect her from him.

His wolf understood that, but she must have or
know
something to be wanted
at any cost
.

“Where’s Rio
?
”

“Town.”

“If you’re a prisoner, why haven’t you run away while he’s gone?” Creed wasn’t sure he wanted to
know
the answer.
So far, she hadn’t lied to him, but he needed to know what her relationship with his bro was.

“I tried that yesterday.”

“And he found you.”

She nodded. Of course, Rio would have used his wolf nose to track her. The chase would have excited the
beast
. “How far did you get?”

“Not far enough.”

He noted the scratches on her arms. Hell, she’d run into the woods.
Rio must have enjoyed the hunt, and he was sure that his
big
brother had made her pay.
And that pissed Creed off.

“You could
take
me to town and
put
me on a bus to anywhere.
It would be
best
for your brother.”

“And how are you going to repay me?”

Her eyes finally drifted to the bulge in his jeans.
Yeah, baby it’s for you.
Her gaze snapped back to his.

“Perversion must be a family genetic thing?”

“Why am I perverted?”

“You
lust
for a pregnant woman. Your
brother
has the same problem.”

He
was sure that Rio
did if it were Rio’s child.
For the first time
since they were kids,
jealousy
of his brother bulldozed through his gut. Creed didn’t
mind
a niece or a nephew, but telling Rio that she was Creed’s
mate
may not go over too well.

But he couldn’t
help
the inevitable. Right now, he needed to fuck Rio from her mind. His wolf compelled him
forward
, and she raised the blade in front of her.

“You don’t know how to hold a knife.”

“
Y
our brother has
informed me before
.”

He kept stalking her. When she raised her weapon higher, he grabbed her hand and wrenched it from her. Creed moved behind her, settled his ass against the
counter
and her ass against his cock. “Here’s the way you
hold
it. This way you can
thrust
up or down when you
need
too. The way you held it, you could only
sweep
down
.
And keep it loose in your hand.”

“So someone bigger than me can take it?”

“You had no chance against me, sweet pea.” Just to show off, he threw the knife at the kitchen doorframe, impaling it into the wood.

Cat stiffened against
his hard body, his erection pressing against her butt. She recognized the same
wavy
hair, same piercing
black
eyes,
same
sexy
dimpled
chin, and
same
muscles straining under his shirt when he stalked her. Both faces were
handsome
but
intense.
My god, there are two of them
.

His arm shifted, and then the
knife
whirled across the room and speared the doorframe. She knew it traveled
end
-
over
-
end, but it was moving too fast for her eyes to see. How could she possibly
escape
two men
? O
ne a
killer
, and one, well who the hell knew what Creed did, except he was sure handy with a knife.

“Impressive,” she managed to push past her lips.

He
ground
his erection into her backside. “Most women think so.”

She rolled her eyes. “I was talking about the knife.”

He nuzzled her neck, sending chills skating down her spine. “Sure you were.”

She yelped when he snaked his hand around and pinched her nipple. His other hand palmed her belly. What was it with these brothers and her
belly
?
Were they souped-up on sex?
It wasn’t normal, but—the sex she’d had with Rio wasn’t
normal
either. Now his brother was caressing her, affecting her in the same way as Rio. Teeth skimmed the soft skin of her neck.

“You smell of my brother. We’ve got to do something about that.”

She held her breath when his hand traveled past her belly directly to her mound.
He found her little bundle of nerves and
ground
the
heel
of his palm against it.
She fought the
groan
in her throat, resisted thrusting her hips
forward
for more of that exquisite pressure.
This was insane. Had she become so accustomed to Rio that she’d let anybody seduce her? Where was the good girl that her parents had raised?

His hand slipped
lower
; his fingers slipped into her wet channel, and she couldn’t hold back the
shiver
that rocked her body.
His laugh vibrated against her back.
Cat should at least
protest
even if her
body
betray
ed
her
, but no words came forth
.
His hand moved further and tapped the butt plug.

“Oh, yes,” he said. “He’s preparing your hot little ass for me. I’ll have to thank him for that. How did it feel when he popp
ed it in? Did it burn? Was it
intense
pleasure/pain?”

She absently nodded. If she didn’t know better, it was Rio behind her, but it wasn’t and she didn’t care who was causing her to crave sex. Could she blame it on the hormones?

She really was the camp whore.

His hand moved back to her clit, teasing. She closed her eyes, knowing she was a goner. “Come for me, sweet pea.”

“Let her go, Creed.”

Her eyes flew open.
The pleasurable sensations were quickly replaced by fear—hers. The growl from Rio sent a
different
chill down her spine. Creed stiffened behind her.

“Hello, big brother.”

Rio’s eyes were dark with
rage
, his lips set in a firm line. “Let her go, Creed, before I kill you.”

“Actually, I’m going to kill you.”

The anger between these two was so
thick
Cat thought she would choke. Why were they bristling like two
mad
boars? Creed continued to
swirl
over her clit, but it wasn’t going to
work
. But baiting Rio would if Creed wanted a fight.

Rio was opening and closing his fists. “Outside, now.”

“Sure, big brother.”

Creed bent and nipped her on the neck.
She tried to act nonchalantly, but the bite, just like Rio’s, shot straight to her core.
“Stay ready for me, sweet pea.
We’re not done.”

He moved towards Rio who looked as if he were about to explode.
“Will you two do me a favor?”

“Anything,” they both said and then glared at each other.

“If you’re going to
res
ort
to violence, make sure you kill one another.
I can’t stand the sight of blood, and
with you
both
dead
, I can
leave
when I want to.”
She gave them her
best
sarcastic smile and swept from the room.

Cat didn’t
want
a family to come to blows over her, because the
good
Lord knew she wasn’t worth it.

She smiled when she realized that maybe she could use their anger against one another to escape. They went out the back door. Rio’s truck was parked on the side. Where was Creed’s? She could only hope he’d left the keys in it.