Curves 'em Right (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 4) (6 page)

“What will we do if Marcos decides this will be the end of our friendship?” Blake asked. He hated to think about it, but it could happen. Marcos had been a no-nonsense type of man. If he’d been a shifter, he’d definitely be an Alpha. His need to protect Dani had always pushed Blake and Kane away from her.

“I really don't want to think about that,” Kane grumbled. “We've been so close for so long it would be completely devastating to see our friendship destroyed. But I'm not giving up Daniella. She is our missing piece. I want her. And I won't settle for anyone else.”

Kane had never been a pushy Alpha. He led by quiet example and, unless things turned violent, he let his people do as they wished. Always ready to embrace ideas, he’d been the perfect partner through the years. He’d been open to Blake's suggestions in the past. For him to say those words, it was clear that his wolf was ready to mate. Blake's wolf agreed. They both wanted Daniella. To mate. To take. To keep.

SIX

Daniella floored the gas pedal while growling at her inability to stop thinking about what the men had done to her in the garden. Jesus Christ! How could they have been so good at touching and kissing her? Never mind the licking, the sucking and oh goddess of wet panties, the biting.

She swore every pleasure point in her body had been rediscovered. Every caress and kiss had brought her to new heights of ecstasy. And they hadn’t even moved to the good parts. Thinking about it made her squirm in her seat.

Stupid hot shifters. Blake and Kane had moved to a whole new level of evil by turning her on the way they had, only to push her away with their words. Why did they have to have this whole friendship pact, anyway? All it meant was that now she’d have a very lonely night with a vibrator. From what she'd experienced with Blake and Kane, her battery operated boyfriend would never be as good as one or both of those guys.

When she got to her house, she threw the corset on a sofa and rushed to her bedroom to remove the annoying costume.

She strolled past a full-length mirror and stopped to stare at herself. Holy shit. She looked like she'd been rolling around with two men. Her hair was a long, tangled mess. Her lips were still swollen and she had red blotches on her neck from where Blake had rubbed his five o’clock shadow on her. A shiver raced down her spine at the memory.

She took off the skirt and kicked the heels to the side. They hit her dresser and bounced on the carpet. Her hands hovered over the garter and thigh highs, ready to remove them when her doorbell rang.

Slipping on a short robe, she went to open the door while wondering if it was her neighbor coming to find out how the party had gone. She’d mentioned to Dani she’d stop by if she returned early enough to chat about the masquerade.

After a peek through her window, she almost ran back to her bedroom.  Her heart pounded hard in her chest. They were out there. Both of them. What the heck was she supposed to do? The thought of them coming to her home hadn’t crossed her mind once since she’d left. Her begging them to finish what they’d started certainly had, but that was another story. She should probably not stand there like an idiot and decide what to do very fast.

“Dani,” Blake said from the other side of her door. “We know you're standing behind the door. Let us in.”

Ah, hell! These guys were going to be the death of her. At the very least, the reason she’d have to go to therapy soon.

She squeaked and jumped away from the door. “Go away,” she ordered. “You were very clear with what you said earlier. I'm not into games. What I’d wanted from you two isn’t going to happen.”

There was a moment of silence before Kane replied. “We are not here to play games, beautiful. We want to talk to you.”

Shit. He’d gone and called her beautiful. Not that she hadn’t been called that before, but never by them. It somehow felt special to hear it from Kane. She bit her lip and shifted from foot to foot wondering what to do. Finally, after much debate, she opened the door. Struggling to keep her nerves under control, she moved away, allowing both men to enter her home.

First, Kane walked in. His big sexy body took up most of her living room. Then Blake entered.  Their gazes roamed over her body in a swift and heated caress. Her nerves jumped like there was a trampoline competition going on in her stomach. She swore that the room size diminished by at least half.

She stared from one to the other watching as Blake shut her door, closing them both inside with her. She prayed her legs kept her upright because all of a sudden her muscles felt weak.

“What do you want?” she asked again, her stomach flipping and flopping like she'd just been on the world’s craziest roller coaster.

Kane moved forward at the same time Blake came around her side. She tried to keep calm as both men’s intense gazes closed in on her, but her heartbeat accelerated quickly.

“We came to make sure that you arrived home okay,” Kane said, his voice a mere growl. “We were worried about you.” He took another step toward her. “To be honest, we just couldn't let you go.”

She retreated until her back hit the wall. “Well too bad. I don’t want you anymore.”

They looked at each other, then turned and grinned at her.

“You lie, Little One,” Blake said, grasping her hand and kissing the tips of her fingers. “Let us show you how good we can be together.”

She had to wake up. This had to be a dream. There was no way they’d said what they had and now wanted to get her naked. And they appeared really ready to get her naked quickly.

“I—”

“Shh,” Kane groaned, looming over her and cupping her neck with his giant hand. “Don’t fight it, Dani.” He gripped the neck of her robe with his other hand and pulled her to him.

She gasped as her body came flush to his. God, he was hard all over. And big, so very big and warm. The heat from their bodies enveloped her to the point that she got goose bumps all over. Once she’d taken two steps toward Kane, Blake pressed at her body from behind. Talk about being between a rock and hard place.

“You’re so beautiful,” Blake murmured, pushing her hair over her shoulder and brushing his lips over the curve of her neck. “I want to see you naked.”

Oxygen froze in her lungs. She tried to make sense of what was going on but it was hard. The fact that they were both touching her at the same time seemed to have short-circuited her thinking abilities.

Kane tugged on the tie at her waist, opening her robe, and stared down at her body. Only the nylons and garter remained on her but those bits of material did nothing to hide her body.

“You are gorgeous,” he breathed as if he’d run a marathon, his voice rough and rusty. He lowered his head and brushed his lips over hers. The kiss was soft, sweet, and delicate. None of the things Kane had ever shown to be. It was like seeing a new side to him. The big shifter could be more than what met the eye.

Blake pulled on the robe until it swooshed down to the floor, pooling at her feet. He slid his hand down her spine slowly, lighting fires along the way, until he reached her ass and squeezed at her bare cheeks.

“This is what I like,” Blake groaned. “This is what we need. Your body is lush. Sexy,” he mumbled, kissing up to the back of her ear.

She could do nothing but push her ass back into his erection. At the same time, Kane moved forward, rubbing his arousal over her belly. She’d never been so turned on in her life.

Blake moved a hand around her waist, cupping her mound and sliding his fingers between her slick lips. “Christ,” he groaned. “You’re fucking wet. I can’t wait to lick your pussy.”

She loved how he said it. So raw. So sexy. Like he was ready to fall to his knees for a taste of her.

Kane continued to kiss her slowly. He pulled his lips away from hers and pinned her with his heated stare. “Tell us you want this.” He cupped her breasts and squeezed. Her nipples ached and pleasure shot down to her clit in an electrifying charge. “Tell us you need us as much as we need you.”

She nodded, unable to say anything else. The words died in her throat along with her ability to speak.

This was it. Years of fantasizing had come to a reality she still couldn’t believe. This was what she'd always wanted.

She moaned at Blake’s slight strokes on her clit. He thrust at her ass, letting her feel how hard he was. The two men she had almost daily fantasies about for years wanted her body. Her big boobs, big ass, and big thighs. Thank God!

She had always been honest with herself. She knew she was a big girl. She had curves and rolls and she was more than okay with that. To her co-workers’ dismay, she actually liked her body. She felt at ease with her shape. A lot of people didn’t understand how much she loved herself and her figure. She’d learned that while others lived in a world of desperate need to change themselves or those around them, she happened to want to stay as she was. Curvy, big or whatever they wanted to call her, she was Dani no matter her shape or size. Anyone who loved her would love her how she came.

“God, beautiful,” Kane groaned. “I can't wait to slide deep inside you.”

Kane brought his lips down to her chest, pulling a nipple into the wet suction of his mouth. She moaned, arching her back to press the aching bud deeper into his face. Fucking hell that felt good.

He twirled his tongue around her nipple at the same time he tweaked at her other one with his thumb and forefinger.

“Oh, God, yes!”

Blake pressed at the center of her need. Her clit throbbed as if ready to burst into flames. “That’s it. Rub your ass on my cock. Soon, you’ll be rubbing it on my face.”

She jumped as bone-deep shudders racked her core. “Please,” she moaned. “I— God.”

She kept herself upright by some miracle force of nature. Digging her nails into Kane’s gigantic shoulders, she’d been able to use him to cling to.

Kane released her nipple after a final bite which sent moisture dripping down her thighs. He led her to a reclining chair and motioned for her to sit. She did.

“Spread your legs for me,” Blake said, showing her his sinful grin.

“Let me see how wet you are,” Kane stood in front of her. “Show us.”

She leaned back on the chair, her back rubbing against the leather and warming it with her body heat. Then she splayed her legs open, placing them over the armrests and giving them a front row view of her wetness.

“Fuck her pussy with your tongue,” Kane told Blake. “I want to see her lips wrapped around my cock.”

How in the hell had she gotten into this? Oh, who cared? This was Blake and Kane. Both of them licking their lips and gazing at her as if she was a feast and they were starving. It was surreal and amazing at the same time.

Blake dropped to his knees in front of her seat, immediately lowering his head between her legs. He curled his arms around her large thighs and kissed his way to her pussy. Once again, she could have been self-conscious over being a big girl in a non-flattering position. But it was hard to care about that when all she could think about was reaching the highest orgasmic peak. Right now. There was no place for insecurity, not that she had any. She knew she might not be what society considered sexy, but screw it, she definitely felt sexy.

She turned to face Kane. He’d stripped out of his clothes while she’d watched Blake ratchet up the tension in her body. Kane naked was a work of art. Big, with large muscles and no body fat, he had a body any woman would worship day or night. She swept her gaze down his beautiful torso to his erection. He was hard and wet. Beads of moisture dripped from the head of his cock which he used to jerk himself and lubricate his length.

Her gaze ran back up to his face.

“Suck my dick,” Kane ordered, his voice pure churned gravel. “I want to feel you sucking me off.”

She licked her lips, lifted her hand to push his away and wrapped it around his cock. “Come closer. I want you sliding down my throat.”

He groaned and pushed closer, his cock level with her lips. Need shook her to the core. She’d never wanted something as badly as these two men taking her. Owning her. She opened her lips wide, sliding his smooth length into her, furiously flicking her tongue side to side the further he went.

“Ah, Daniella. That mouth of yours is magic,” Kane groaned.

She loved how he said it. So low and sexy with a hint of desperation. Almost like he couldn’t get enough and would stoop to begging soon. He slid his fingers into her hair, pulling the long strands away from her face.

She slowly pumped his shaft and bobbed back and forth, leaving a wet trail of saliva coating him.

Her mind switched gears from his moans of encouragement to focus on Blake’s tongue swiping up and down her pussy. He took a long lick and then drove his finger into her, rumbling against her clit.

She couldn’t hold it. Her body gave and the tension insider her unraveled at light speed. She pulled Kane out of her mouth and groaned as she continued to jerk him with her hand. Her pussy grasped at Blake’s fingers, but a second later he was gone. They changed positions on her.

Kane pulled her ass up off the seat and drove into her in one swift drive.

“Oh, Dear God!”

He groaned. “Fucking hell, that feels amazing.”

Blake came around, lowering his head to suck on her tits. Kane fucked her hard, raw, without stopping. His grunts and groans made her wetter and hotter than anything else. Then there was Blake, licking and biting on her nipples. Her sanity flew out the window with how good it felt to have Kane inside her. He plunged into her in quick hard drives. Each one deeper, harder than the last.

Her mind muddled and her breaths turned into short rasps. She clawed at the chair, trying to reach for the cliff her body pushed her toward.

“Fuck, Little Red. You’re wet and tight. So slick and hot,” Kane snarled. “Watching my dick come out drenched in your wetness is so goddamned sexy.”

Blake bit down on one nipple then moved to the other. He slid a hand down between her legs, to tap at her exposed clit.

“Ah, yes,” Kane muttered. “Squeeze my dick, baby.”

“Kane. God, Kane. Fuck me harder. Please...just a little longer,” she moaned.

“Anything you want, beautiful,” he said, plunging into her, leaving her breathless.