Claiming Their Cat (26 page)

Cat stepped back
and glanced between Creed and Rio. Good God. Werewolves and vampires did exist. “What else can we possibly have to discuss?”

The look exchanged between Rio and Creed didn’t give her a good feeling. “What? Spill it. No more secrets.”

The silence was almost deafening. Her belly roiled at the fear creeping in her soul.

“Now, don’t get upset,” said Creed. “Tell her, Rio, so we can get home.”

Rio captured her hands. “I haven’t been totally honest with you.”

“About what?”

“I was the man in the brothel. Brody’s my son.”

She tried to pull away, but he grabbed her shoulders.
Her knees almost buckled. Brody was Rio’s and not some nameless, faceless man. Her child would grow up knowing his father?
This can’t be true.

“How do you know he’s yours?”

“He smells like me.”

“You knew who I was the first day we met?”

“Yes. My wolf recognized you, but I didn’t know you were carrying my son. I thought the baby belonged to…someone else.”

“How did your
—
wolf
—
recognize me?”

“Smell. Can’t beat a wolf nose.
”

What did that mean? She knew animals had keen eyesight and smell
, so werewolves did too?
Her heart stopped. “Is Brody a werewolf?”

“Probably, but it’s too early to tell,” said Creed.

She gazed into Brody’s face. His little eyes watched her. If he was a werewolf, she’d just have to learn how to adapt.
It was more that she had hoped for, certainly more than she deserved.
“Anything else.”

“Yes. I asked Draco to hypnoti
ze Lucy so she would tell him the address on the letter
. I wanted to keep your family safe if you had any. I did ask you.”

“Yes you did, but I didn’t trust you.”

He kissed her hard on the mouth. “I know. It’s okay. I don’t blame you.”

Blame? There was no one to blame but herself.
She
’d
conceived a child to
buy more time to
find her sister. Nothing they did could top that.
“I’m sorry I stole your money back at the brothel. I needed it to sustain me while I searched for Jenna.”

“Not a problem
. I’m glad you took it
,” said Rio.

“Anything else?”

“Nope. That’s about it.”

Creed stepped into her, his front
to
her back. She couldn’t help but lean
i
nto him.

Creed kissed her on the neck.
“
You belong to me and Rio. You’re ours. Brody’s ours. Don’t ever forget that, Cat. Now, l
et’s go home and get naked.”

She laughed as calm settled over her.
“I can hardly wait.”

Three months later

Cat dressed in a black open bust corset.
She liked the feel of buttery
leather, and more importantly, she had bought
it herself
, for them, just for them. She slipped on the crotch-less silk panties hoping they wouldn’t
rip
these off. She adored the naughty things she wore and loathed when they ripped them from her body. Well,
that wasn’t true.
Cat
loved it when her men ripped them in their haste to pleasure her. She just hated it
when she had to throw them away
.

She rolled on the black silk stockings
,
attached them to the garters
,
and slipped on the black fuck-me heels. She wanted to
pile
her hair on top of her head, but
taking it down would be the
first thing they
did
, so why bother
?
They said they liked it when it slid over their thighs when she was sucking their cocks.

They were werewolves, predatory animals. Her predatory animals.
The bites on her shoulders burned with erotic wanting.
Desire pooled in her pussy
.

She loved them, loved everything about them.
And when the nightmares mugged her in her sleep, when the feel of the heavy weight of the gun stung her arm, when the gunshot shattered her ears, when all she could see was red spreading on Rio’s shirt, they soothed her fears, held her tight, and told her everything would be okay.

And it was.

Brody was spending the night with Ila at the other end of the house.
Ila came every week and only stayed for a night or two, and tonight she was babysitting.
It was still hard to believe Brody was Rio’s, but she was so
thankful
for that. Ila said Brody was
indeed
a werewolf and Rio and Creed both confirmed that they could smell the wolf in him. That was
terrific
news. At least Brody would be able to
shift
and
heal
himself if he needed to. What mother wouldn’t
want
that? Beats the hell out of Neosporin.

Tomorrow they were heading to North Carolina to see her parents and her sister. On the phone, Jenna seemed
fine
, but who knew what scars lay beneath. Cat wasn’t sure how she was going to explain that both of these men were hers. Ila suggested not admitting to anything and Cat may take the chicken-way out and keep her mouth shut.
But they’d want to know who the father was, and when they had other children, how would she explain
?
The last thing she wanted was to
give
her parents a heart attack. Well, she had time to figure it out before they got there.

She glanced in the mirror. Ruby red lipstick completed the ensemble.
Giving herself one last
critical
look, she took a deep breath and opened the door.

“About damn time...whoa. You look
stunning
,” said Rio.

“Yes she does. But she needs punishing for making us wait so long,” replied Creed. He stroked his cock, the engorged head clearly visible from across the room.
Both of them sat on the edge of the bed, cocks stiff and ready.

“There are new rules tonight, my wolves.”

Creed’s dark brow arched to match Rio’s.

“I don’t want my clothes ripped to shreds. I
like
this and intend to
wear
it again.”

“We can buy you another one,” said Rio.

She sashayed to the
bed
and stopped out of their reach. Not that she could move fast enough to avoid them if they reached for her. She loved how their gaze flitted between her
very
exposed breasts and
pussy
.

“Have you been waxed?” asked Rio.

Cat smiled. Another gift for them. Those wolf eyes never missed anything. “Yes, but you can’t
touch
unless you promise to
protect
the clothing. These are crotch-less panties, so they won’t interfere.”

She knew she wasn’t getting through to them, so she let her hand roam
down
and
find
the taut bud. They were
right
. The
smooth
skin was sensually erotic.

“We can smell your desire,” said Rio.

“Uh-huh. And I can see yours.” Long and
thick
and all hers.

“When we convert you, you’ll be able to smell ours,” said Creed.

Yes, that was the
plan
, but it would have to wait. “The clothes
,
boys
,
or I’ll have to bring myself to an orgasm with my new bare pussy and leave you two to handle your own.”

“You wouldn’t torture us, would you?” asked Creed.

Only if she
could
. “Yes.”

Their nostrils flared. Damn she couldn’t even lie to them and get away with it.

“Promise me,” she said trying to regain control over them.

“Okay, we promise,” said Rio.

She didn’t buy it for a second, but what choice did she have
?
Cat stepped inside Creed’s open thighs. His hand
instantly
went to her already swollen clit.

“Smooth and soft,” he said.

She reached over and gripped Rio’s cock.

Creed nipped the delicate
skin
on her neck. Rio wrapped his hand around hers and pumped into her hand.

“I have another surprise.”

“What surprise?” asked Creed against her neck.

“I’m pregnant.”

Creed pulled away and gazed into her face. Since she’d learned that Brody was Rio’s, she now understood why Creed was always the one in her pussy and Rio her
rear
.

Rio slapped his
brother
on the shoulder. “Congrats, man.”

“Really?”
asked Creed. His hand immediately went to her belly with a gentle caress.

“Really.”
Cat cupped Creed’s face and kissed him slowly. Then she pushed him
back
on the bed. She bent over, braced her arms beside Creed’s hips, spread her legs wide, and looked at Rio. He grinned and moved behind her. Her breasts fell
forward
, the weight sensual.

She flicked her tongue out and swiped the
head
of Creed’s cock. He growled. Their growls were so
possessive
; she loved their
sounds
.

Rio’s hand moved between her cheeks and down to her pussy, stoking, petting. “She’s so fucking wet, bro.” Two fingers slid inside her and sent exquisite pleasure rolling through her. Her insides quaked. “And I like these panties.”

She sucked the
crest
of Creed’s cock, zipped her tongue under the underside.

“Fuck yeah,” said Creed.

She loved to suck their cocks.
She loved for them to suck her clit.
Rio pumped
h
is fingers in and out slowly, teasing her and it only made her suck harder on Creed.
She was slick and wet; his fingers were easily accommodated.
She wrapped her hand around the base of Creed’s cock and glided her hand up. He hissed. Rio pressed his fingers against the tight bud of her clit. Her wetness enhanced the
slide
over the sensitive nerves.

Creed lifted her head from his cock. “I don’t want to
come
in your mouth. I want to fuck you in your tight ass.”

Yeah, that’s what she wanted too. Before she could crawl on the bed, Rio turned her around and hauled him to his hard body. “New position,”
he
said. He dragged her up his body,
slowly
along
the hard length of
his cock. “Wrap your legs around me.”

She
kicked her heels off and did as he ordered.
He centered her over his cock and pulled her down.
Cat
loved their cock
s
, the way they stretched her, filled her. She felt Creed behind her, slathering her
tight
ring
with lubrication.

“I’ve wait
ed
a long time for this,” Creed said.

Rio pulled her cheeks open, and the thick head of Creed’s cock slipped inside.
Taken by two was hot as hell. They filled her, sent erotic sensations careening through her.

“I’ve missed this hot little pussy too,” said Rio.
He
pushed his hips forward, and Creed pulled back. They held her suspended between the two of them, between the two men she loved.
As t
he
sensations
buil
t
inside her,
she
knew it would almost
render
her unconscious with the
power
of it.

She craved it.

Sensual p
leasure
raced around her
core
as convulsions rocked her body. Creed growled behind her, and she felt his hot seed
spill
in her. Rio followed with a ‘fuck yeah’ of his own.

“I love you,” she whispered. “I love both of you.” They both shoved in at the same time. Both of them growled “I love you” and then they bit her. The
love
bite sent another wave rolling through her, threatening to take her
sanity
.

Little shudders moved through all three of them. Creed pulled
free
and collapsed on the bed. Rio laid her down, pulled free, and rolled on the other side. Cat took both her hands and laid it on each of their chests. She needed to
touch
them,
feel
their hearts beat.

They were hers, and she planned to keep them forever.