Rogue Shifter [High-Country Shifters 3] Read online

  He figured she actually had chores around here, and they were keeping her from them. “Perfect.”

  Malik walked alongside her as she went toward the main building. “Malik.”

  What?

  “We need to go.”

  Oh, yeah.

  Once they got far enough away from the animals, Cavon inhaled the fresh air. “How does she stay in there for hours?”

  “Humans don’t smell as well as we do.”

  “Lucky for them.”

  “We’ve got a few hours. Let’s go have some fun. You up for it?”

  Malik’s idea of fun could get them in trouble. “Depends on what it is?”

  He grinned. “Trust me.”

  * * * *

  Amy couldn’t believe they’d agreed to come back to her house. When they’d walked her home last night, she’d invited them in, but they both declined. They said something about needing to rest after going through the alignment point. She didn’t buy their story, believing they weren’t that interested in her. Even when they came three months ago, she’d never been successful in getting them into her bed. Tonight she was going to do her darnedest to change that situation.

  While she could have gone to the grocery store and slaved over the meal, she figured she’d take advantage of the takeout service at the inn. The food was great, and with her employee discount, the meal wouldn’t cost a week’s salary.

  She called in her order then headed over to Aunt Melanie’s Spirit Emporium, aka, the local sex store. Melanie, the owner, had been ill and had cut back on hours. Amy prayed Lorna, her assistant, was there. As she pulled in front, a parking spot opened up. The open sign above the door glowed pink, indicating they were open for business. Thank God. While the store had a whole wall of sex toys, she decided not to go too kinky the first night, though maybe these men might like to tie her up. Hmmm. Anterra might not have anything like this in their reality, so it could be fun to show them a few Spirit tricks.

  She knew a new lingerie set was definitely in order, so she wove her way to the alcove on the left. The fireplace wasn’t lit, but Lorna had placed lit candles inside, giving the place a nice ambience.

  Instead of a more classic, conservative bra and panty set, she went for something a bit more risqué to show off her curves. It was one thing she had plenty of. Boy did she. Since she hoped to be seeing these two studs many times, she purchases a few sets in different colors. Next, she headed to the wall of sin.

  “Amy, can I help you?” Lorna was an older woman, but she had apparently tried every one of these toys.

  “I’m just browsing.”

  “Let me know if I can help you with anything.”

  “Thanks.” Her skin prickled just looking at some of these wonderful items.

  The blindfold and velvet-covered ropes were a must. She picked up two blindfolds in case she decided to keep her men in the dark. Handcuffs would come in handy, too. A girl could never have too many of those. Her pussy was getting warm and wet imagining the things she could do to her men. Lube? That, too, was a must-have as well as a big, fat dildo for her ass. She’d never had sex back there, but she understood that she needed to be stretched out, especially if her two giant men were as large as she imagined.

  She didn’t want to overwhelm them with any canes or anything, so she checked out.

  “Looks like someone is going to have a fun evening.” Lorna had a lovely smile on her face.

  “I’m hoping.”

  Amy hopped back in her car and drove home, excited about her purchases and the joy they could bring. She’d already paid one of the kids who worked at the hotel to hand-deliver her meal. That way she could spend her time cleaning up and getting ready. After she changed the sheets on the four-poster, queen-size bed and put candles on all flat surfaces, she took a quick shower then changed into her new underwear. One thing had always been a constant in her life. Sexy underwear always gave her an added boost of confidence if she was ever in a funk.

  No sooner had she slipped into her lightweight dress than her meal arrived. She wasn’t sure what time they would eat, so she put the food in the oven and set it to warm.

  As she was getting out the wine glasses, the doorbell rang. She wanted to shout out her happiness but instead inhaled to calm her nerves. They didn’t need a chatty woman with too much nervous energy.

  Pretending she was a tall, regal princess, she glided to the door and pulled it open. “Holy shit. You two look hot.” She guessed she failed on the princess talk.

  Never would she have expected them to come to the door in black slacks, polished black boots, and white, button-down shirts.

  “May we come in?”

  They must have thought she was a dolt for staring. “Yes.”

  Cavon posed for her. “We look like earthlings?”

  She laughed. “Amazing earthlings. Where did you get those clothes?” There were a few places where they could have gone shopping. Everything looked new including the price tag that hung from Malik’s shirt. “Here, let me get that.” She stepped close, and his rich, citrus smell nearly did her pussy in.

  She tugged quickly to remove the tag. She could only hope Lara didn’t mind them spending her hard-earned money.

  “The clothing store on Second Street.”

  That was a nice area and quite expensive. “Can I get you some wine?”

  Cavon lifted his hand, which held a six-pack. “Beer’s good.”

  She’d been so taken by the change in their appearance that she hadn’t noticed he’d brought something to drink. “Sure. You want a glass?”

  They both laughed. “No.”

  These macho men had swigged the beer out of a bottle at Gardners. “Let me get my wine.” Amy needed a break. Their scent, appearance, and masculinity were messing with her mind. She’d lost the ability to concentrate with them around. Maybe it was all the sex toys she’d purchased that were wreaking havoc with her ability to have a calm conversation. Perhaps she shouldn’t have picked up that damned dildo at the last second.

  “You okay in there, Amy?”

  Shit. Breathe. “Yes.” She came out with her glass and bottle. “Would one of you mind opening this?” She dangled the corkscrew. Uh-oh. “Do you even have corkscrews in Anterra?”

  Both men seemed to have a problem keeping a straight face. “Yes, honey.” Malik took the bottle from her and opened it.

  “Oh. Sorry. I didn’t know.”

  Cavon stepped close. “How about taking off those heels? They don’t look very comfortable.”

  Darn. While being three inches shorter might not seem like a big deal to someone who was close to seven feet, it meant a lot to her. “Why?”

  He winked. “You’ll see.”

  She slipped them off and her feet rejoiced. She barely came up to his chest. Cavon lifted her up and stood her on the sofa. “Much better.” They were now eye to eye.

  He wrapped his arms around her waist and almost crushed her. Her breath caught, and he immediately lightened his hold. “Sorry. I forget my own strength sometimes.”

  “It’s okay.”

  “I’ll make it up to you.”

  Oooh. I wonder how. Before she could make a few suggestions on how she’d like to receive his makeup gift, he nipped her bottom lip, as if he wanted to test the waters on her willingness. Well, this pool of liquid was willing and ready for him to dive right in. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave her welcome back to Earth kiss that she hoped would convince him to stay.

  He pulled back and furrowed his brows, which made her stomach tumble. “What’s wrong?”

  “I don’t have a lot of self-control where you’re concerned. I needed to make sure you’re okay with sharing your kisses with my brother.”

  Malik stood a few feet away grinning. “What do you say, honey? I promise we’ll be real good to you.”

  All her dreams were about to come true. “I’ve never been with two men before, but I’m up for giving it a try.”

  Cavon picked her
up, kissed her hard then set her back on the sofa. “That’s all I needed to hear.” He swooped her up in his arms. “Which way to the bedroom?”

  That was fast, but maybe that was how men acted in his reality. She certainly wasn’t going to complain. Sure, she had dinner planned and a host of other things, but right now none of that mattered. All she could do was point her finger toward the hallway and hoped they wouldn’t freak out when they saw the array of sex toys she’d purchased and set out on the dresser. She prayed they didn’t think she was some kind of pervert. If they asked about her new toy collection, she’d say she wanted to show them the American way.

  As soon as they got into her room, Cavon placed her on the bed and looked around. “This is really nice.” His eyes sparkled as his gaze took everything in. “You even have candles.”

  She was thrilled that he sounded like it was a romantic gesture. “You want me to light them?”

  “Got it, honey.” Malik picked up the matches and had them lit in no time. Then he doused the overhead light, bathing the room in warm, golden tones.

  As he moved toward the bed, he passed the side dresser where she’d put her toys on display. “Oh, honey, what do we have here?”

  Her breath caught and her hands trembled. This might be the deal killer. She slipped off the bed and ambled over to her stash. She picked up two blindfolds. “I thought maybe you’d like to do some experimenting while in Spirit.”

  Cavon strode over to her, picked her up again as if she weighed less than nothing, and kissed her. “You are too good to us.”

  “Do you use these kinds of things in Anterra?” She wasn’t sure if she wanted them to be experienced or not.

  “What fun would it be if we told you? I guess we’ll just have to try them out and let you decide.”

  Malik picked up both blindfolds. “Honey, if you thought we’d be willing to be your slave, I think we need to educate you on how to handle real men.”

  She laughed, and her pussy dripped cream.

  The men looked at each other then nodded at the same time.

  “What just happened?”

  Cavon looked down at her. “What do you mean?”

  “You said something to each other didn’t you?” Thrills and fear collided. Could they really communicate mentally?

  “Sure did, but don’t you worry about it.” He set her on her feet, and she backed up.

  Malik was by her side in a moment. “Does our talent scare you?”

  She bit her bottom lip. “I do believe in shifters since those men became wolves, but I’d feel a little more sure of myself if I saw one of you change into a lion then immediately change back again.” She truly wasn’t sure if she wanted them to prove what they said was right or laugh it off and tell her it was one big joke.

  Malik stroked her shoulder. “That wouldn’t scare you?”

  “I’m not sure. I think I believe in shifters, but I keep questioning if what I’m doing is wrong.”

  Cavon moved behind her and took hold of her waist. “Go ahead, Malik. Show her who we really are.”

  Amy held her breath and wasn’t sure what would happen. A light flashed, and her knees collapsed.

  Chapter Four

  When she opened her eyes she was on the bed with both Malik and Cavon by her side.

  “You okay, honey?”

  “I think so.” She pushed up on her elbows. “It was a shock, that’s all. I mean you really can shift into a lion.”

  “That’s what we’ve claimed all along. We’ve never hid it from you.” Malik pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

  They had been honest the whole time. “That took a lot of courage to trust I’d be fine with that.”

  Cavon drew her to his chest and cradled her. “You are, aren’t you?”

  This seemed to be the moment of truth. There was no turning back. “Yes.”

  Cavon pulled her to her feet and had a big grin on his face. “Then would you mind if we explored your wonderful body so we can get to know you better?”

  She glanced at Malik. “You won’t turn into an animal and lick my pussy or anything, will you?”

  He laughed. “I would never mix the two. Men were born to be with women and lions were meant to run and do what lions do. We don’t mate with real lionesses if that’s what you’re thinking.”

  “I stopped listening after the part about men being with a woman.”

  They both laughed, and the tension in her body disappeared.

  “Since you bought a blindfold and ropes, I’m thinking that you secretly want us to use them on you.”

  How could they read her thoughts so easily? Uh-oh. “Are you guys psychic?”

  Malik stepped behind her and kissed the curve of her neck. “No, but I know what you want.”

  His seductive voice made her panties wetter. “What do I want?” Being this bold excited her.

  “You want to be adored and worshipped. You want my hands on your body and my lips on your achy pussy. Am I right?”

  Her moan came out too loud. “Yes.” God, she sounded like a wanton, but these two men had gotten under her skin the last time they’d visited, and now she knew she had to have them.

  Oh, my God. They were really lions! She couldn’t imagine how big their cocks were, but from the way their dress pants were tenting, she was in for quite a surprise.

  Malik slid the zipper down the back of her dress then turned her around to face him. His hazel eyes turned dark with desire. From what he’d just said, she should have expected the blindfold to drop in front of her face, but she jerked a little when Cavon pulled it over her eyes.

  “Is that comfortable?”

  The soft cloth fit perfectly. “Yes.” Tingles shot all over her body, as she anticipated what these two were going to do to her.

  She had no idea if the men had seen a plastic cock or the lube, but she’d purchased all the gear anyway. Lara had told her that Taryn and Kellum didn’t use condoms. She’d have to insist, as she wasn’t on the pill. One could only hope the extra-large size she’d purchased would fit them.

  Malik dragged his hands over her shoulders and clasped the dress. The silky fabric kissed her skin as he lowered it down her body and the material pooled at her feet. When Cavon’s hands clasped both ankles, sparks shot up her legs. She’d love to have him lift his fingers about two and half feet higher and caress her pussy.

  “I can smell her,” Cavon said.

  She was convinced he only spoke those words to get her attention. Malik’s nose nestled between her breasts and inhaled.

  “I love her erotic scent.”

  One foot at a time, Cavon lifted an ankle and pulled the dress away. His hands lightly crawled up her calves. From the angle of his touch, he was kneeling, and she imagined her ass would be mouth height.

  They hadn’t really done anything but lightly touch her, but already her body was close to exploding. Malik licked the top of her breasts, and her nipples puckered. Maybe she wasn’t woman enough to handle these men, as she was already a puddle of hormones.

  Cavon’s fingers crawled a few inches up her thighs and pressed his face against her rear. “You have a great ass.”

  She’d always been self-conscious about how big her butt was. “If I lost a little weight, it might be better.”

  Cavon’s fingers tightened on her thighs. “Don’t ever say that. You are perfect the way you are.”

  Thrills shot through her, but his stern command took her by surprise. “Yes, Master Cavon.”

  Neither man moved, as if they were talking again. “I like that. Hmmm. I’m Master Cavon.”

  Her breath hitched. “Would you like to play a Dom?”

  “I’m not sure what that means, but I can guess what my role would be if you call me Master. I, for one, would love to receive some respect.”

  “Okay.” She didn’t think she needed to bring up the concept of a safe word because she was convinced all she had to do was say stop and they would.

  His fingers pressed into he
r thighs. “Okay, what?”

  She giggled. “Okay, Master Cavon.” He caught on perhaps a bit too quickly.

  He released his grip. “Good. Now we are going to pleasure you, but you are not to climax until we say so. Can you do that?”

  There was no way she’d be able to keep from exploding. “I don’t know. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex, and you two are so virile. I just don’t know if I can hold back.”

  Malik peeled down the straps on her bra. “If you do come before we tell you to, we’ll have to punish you.”

  From the soft way his thumbs were making erotic circles above her breasts, she might like his brand of punishment. She pictured herself bent over one of their laps, receiving slap after slap. Her ass would get red and her pussy would gush.

  “I understand, Master Malik.”

  She heard the chuckle, but she bet he hadn’t intended for it to escape. She loved that these two were trying to fulfill her every fantasy.

  Malik dragged a hand behind her back and tried to unhook her bra. “Why do you women wear these damned contraptions?”

  “The Anterran women don’t wear bras?”

  He finally managed to get the clasp undone. “No. Our women usually go topless.”

  “Yikes.” That wasn’t her style, but if women had no support, it might give her an advantage. Her tits didn’t sag.

  “Oh, Amy.” From the awe in his voice, he liked what he saw.

  “You can call me ‘slave.’”

  “Slave?” they said in unison.

  “If I call you master, it makes sense that I would be your slave.” Maybe they found that distasteful, though Malik had mentioned something about her being their slave. “Amy works, too.”

  They went silent again. Darn telepathy. “We like the term ‘slave’ when we are tempting you.”

  That would be every minute of every day. Malik captured her breast in his mouth and sucked hard. A bolt of lust spread out over her body and raced straight down to her clit. His other hand kneaded her other breast, and she failed to hold in the moan.

  But it was when Cavon slipped his thumbs into her panties and pulled them down that her body went wild with desire. Her clit pulsed. She groaned louder this time.