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Rookery Cove: Kidnapping Karisma Tuesday Morrigan Karisma “Kitty” Knowles is the best at what she does, making people feel sexy in their delicates. Still, she’s a little surprised when Rookery Cove Aphrodisiacs offers her a job at their company designing erotic lingerie. It’s the perfect excuse to avoid the four men that make up the Kanakis Pack. The four very different, gorgeous men are convinced she is the final element required to complete their family. Karisma is surprised and angry to find that the Kanakis Pack has followed her to Rookery Cove. One by one, the men seduce her mind, body, and soul. Things get really crazy when Karisma gets an overdose of the secret aphrodisiac called “Venus” that makes her lingerie oh, so alluring. Watch Kitty go wild with four very hungry men willing to appease her every wicked desire.
Chapter One Too Good to Resist Karisma Knowles stared at the endless array of fabric, yarn, and thread in front of her with unseeing eyes. She was supposed to be whipping up designs for her upcoming fall collection, but all she could think about was the four determined males who wanted to claim her. As if she would allow four men to… She snorted and grabbed the pile of incredibly soft black corduroy. She eyed it critically and sighed. It would be perfect for one of her trademark corsets that could go from the bedroom to the club. Karisma paused. Honestly, could she… Karisma shook her head, trying to dispel some of the scalding images of her and the men. Sure, Aleka and his vagabond pack mates were gorgeous, but she had more self-respect than that. Didn’t she? And what in hell would her grandmother say if she decided to become the fifth member in a previously all male pack? A pack that didn’t include a single faerie? Her grandmother, a faerie queen with a lineage that dated back to the beginning of time, had not been happy when her only son had fallen in love with a human. And then she’d found out that the human was African. Saying the shit had hit the fan had been an understatement. But the moment Nana had seen her mother’s swollen belly she’d forgotten all about the differences between her son and his wife. Her only concern had been for her steadily growing family. And now that Karisma was thirty, her grandmother was hell bent on finding her the man who was going to help her breed the next generation of Knowles. She stretched and rolled her shoulders. She had been doing that a lot lately. If she didn’t know better she’d think she was coming into her wings. According to her
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grandmother, half breed faeries came into their wings when they fell deeply in love. Karisma suspected Nana was full of shit and feeding her the human equivalent of a fairytale. Karisma had never been more stressed in her life. Alekanekelo and his band of mismatched pack mates had given her an ultimatum. She could join the pack on her own or she could find out the hard way that Alphas don’t walk away from their mate. She paused as she reached for some thread. As if one woman could be the mate for four very different males. And each one of them an Alpha. She snorted as she compared the corduroy to the thread. She needed a perfect match. Just like Aleka did. When he’d pushed her against the wall and brushed that hard, unforgiving chiseled body of his across hers and told Karisma that she was the one woman in the world who perfectly matched him, a phoenix, Bailey, a werewolf, Malik, a panther, and Jae, a dragon, she had started to giggle in disbelief. And then she looked over his shoulder and saw the other three men waiting. Waiting for her. She shook her head. As if. Joining Aleka’s pack would mean spending the rest of her life on her back. Judging by the sexual magnetism of the men, she’d be dead within a week. But what a way to go! She pushed away Naughty Karisma. Trust her to put in her two cents when good Karisma was starting to take hold. The real problem was even normal Karisma wanted Aleka and his pack brothers. She groaned and dropped her head onto the table. By the gods, she needed therapy. Or a new toy. Or a new man. Or four, Bad Karisma whispered. And what a group. Each of the men of the Kanakis pack on his own was devastating, but together… There was Bailey, an Irish werewolf with the sexiest brogue known to womankind, and then there was Malik, the
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most luscious African-American man she had had the pleasure of running into. And as if that wasn’t enough she had to contend with Jae, six feet of pure butterscotch who had the ability to turn into the most beautiful golden dragon. Finally, there was Aleka, blond, beautiful, and bold, the ancient Greek phoenix who did not understand the meaning of the word no. “Oh my gods,” she moaned when the last train of thought brought to the surface her last conversation with Aleka. Sexy, lecherous bastard. She’d just finished telling him where to shove his “proposal.” She was not about to give up her career to become the fifth member of the Kanakis pack. And according to the big, golden Alpha, she could not have both. Aleka hadn’t taken her rejection well. He’d cornered Karisma, placed one arm beside her head, and leaned low until his lush lips were an inch away from hers. “The day will come, Kitty, when you will beg me and my brothers to please you, when you will ask us to touch you, when you will beg us to kiss your lips, suckle your breasts, lick your cunt, and fuck your tight, wet pussy.” For one heart pounding moment she had wanted them to do exactly that. She wanted Aleka, Malik, Bailey, and Jae to fuck her like she had never been fucked. Karisma wanted the kind of pleasure only the Kanakis men could give her. Before she’d gotten a word out, her sister had stepped into the room and reality had intruded. Thank the gods! She’d worked too hard to get her perfect life, well… perfect. She had a growing lingerie label, a secure bank account, and she had just purchased the loveliest beach house. She wasn’t about to give that up to join the Kanakis pack. “Kitty?” She looked up at the sound of her nickname and grimaced. “Damn it, Karla. I’m almost thirty. Could you stop calling me that?” Karisma’s sister flashed her a smile. “Probably not. I just came to tell you, there’s a handsome man here to see you.”
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For just one moment Karisma lost control of her body and froze. Her eyes slammed shut in frustration. “I thought I told you to tell them I’m not here the next time they came.” “Yes, you did. I have a pretty good memory.” Karisma could hear the laughter in Karla’s voice. She opened her eyes and glared at the woman she was supposed to love with all her heart and considered murder. Better yet… “What if I told Nana that you were encouraging four men, none of whom are human or fey?” It was Karla’s turn to freeze. “You wouldn’t dare!” “And remind her just how old you’re getting. You’re only three years younger than me, and you’re the wild one. I could let her know that she’s going to have to work harder to find you a mate.” “Well, Ms. Bitch, I just came here to tell you that there’s a man from Rookery Cove Aphrodisiacs here for you.” With those parting words she turned on her heel and strode out of the back room. Great! Now I’m going to have to buy my own sister flowers to apologize, she thought as she stood and headed to the front of her boutique. She stopped short when she saw who was waiting for her. Karla hadn’t been lying when she said the guy was handsome. Dark mahogany skin, large almond eyes, and the most kissable lips she had ever seen. Oh, mama! The fine men were just coming out of the woodwork. “Hi.” She coughed to clear her suddenly high voice. “How can I help you?” “My name is Jamie Anderson, from Rookery Cove Aphrodisiacs. I’m in charge of their acquisitions department.” Karisma found herself thanking the gods for melanin as she felt her face heat up with embarrassment. Her brain had short-circuited the moment she’d set eyes on him. She had totally forgotten what Karla had said. “Maybe we should talk in here.” She turned and strode back to the sewing room she had just vacated. She could feel his warm molasses brown eyes on her back with every step. Her skin itched and tightened with the knowledge. Or maybe every inch of
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her body was irritated because she knew exactly why he was there. And Karisma wasn’t sure she could keep pretending she wasn’t interested. She grinned at him as he took a seat in front of her. “I assume you’re here to convince me to work for Rookery Cove.” He wasn’t the first person from Rookery Cove to try and hire her. His smile widened. “We’re very interested in your work and very dedicated to getting you to join our team.” “Okay, Mr. Anderson, what have you got to offer?”
Chapter Two Special Delivery Karisma stared at the large room that was her new bedroom. Rookery had provided her with housing as part of their very generous offer. For the next few months she would be living in one of the suites in a hotel the company owned. She dropped her bags by the door and sprinted across the room. Karisma plopped down on the California king size bed, too exhausted to do more than smile. The last two months had been draining to say the least. Finalizing all her obligations had taken plenty out of her. And then there was all the energy she’d spent trying to avoid the Kanakis men. Thankfully, Karla had stopped trying to “get her laid,” and had started telling her when the men were there. She had, of course, taken the coward’s way out and hidden when the men got within sniffing distance. Karisma wasn’t foolish enough to think that she’d managed to avoid the men because of her extraordinary abilities. No, she was wise enough to understand that the men were giving her space. It had been three months since she had seen Aleka and his mates. She pushed aside the mournful emotion that rose at that realization. Instead she focused on stripping for her shower. She groaned at the feel of the hot water on her skin. The journey into Rookery Cove had been hard on both her mind and body. Karisma was more than excited to be there. She’d never been given such an opportunity to spread her wings and grow her business. She smiled to herself as the loofah moved over the full mound of one breast. If only her personal life was going so well. Last year she’d turned thirty. The great hall that housed her party had been filled to the brim by family and friends. But no man. No significant other. No one to keep her
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warm from the cold, damning existence of self-imposed spinsterhood. It wasn’t until she looked around and saw that all her friends were in couples that it had hit her. Karisma was lonely as hell. She’d gone home that night and cried herself to sleep, wishing for a man. “And you got four,” she choked out in a harsh laugh as her fingers tightened on her nipple. The simple thought of the Kanakis men caused heat to spiral in her gut. All four of the Kanakis men were lust inspiring. And more often than not she thought of one of them when she masturbated. Their images always brought her to a shattering climax. As always, Karisma let her mind choose the object of her desire without conscious thought. She closed her eyes and smiled as Jae’s image exploded in her mind. In her fantasy she wore the full makeup of a geisha and bowed low for the heavily armored man before her. “I would like to bathe.” “Yes, Master,” she murmured as she reached out and started to remove the first layer of armor. Long, endless minutes later, he stood nude before Karisma, beautiful body bare to her eyes. She barely stifled the urge to moan as she eyed the long, uncut cock thickening with desire. Thickening for her. His gaze flickered to her once before he stepped into the washtub and covered his long body with the lightly perfumed water. She moved behind Jae and grabbed a small vial of liquid soap. Her fingernails moved across his scalp as she washed his hair. Every movement of her fingers across his skin was mirrored deep inside her sex. She felt every touch, every caress. Hell, she felt every groan. Her hand moved down her torso to cup her sex as she held on to her wicked daydream. With her eyes tightly closed, Karisma’s fingers threaded through the midnight hairs covering her sheath to glide across the dark pink flesh shielded by the puffy lips of her cunt. The pad of her index finger moved over her clitoris. Fingers digging deeply into her waist, he pulled her into the gigantic tub with him. Every inch of her was soaked. Her skirts floated around her as water streamed down her face.
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She watched, shocked, as Jae reached down and grabbed the edge of one skirt and used it to slowly wipe off the white makeup she wore. Heart beating in her chest, she waited for him to slowly reveal her, leave her bare without any kind of protection. “You’re so beautiful.” Karisma slowly lifted her head until her gaze collided with his. Her heart pounded heavily in her ears as she tried to think of an intelligent response. “Thank you.” She lowered her lashes and watched as he reached out and undid the many folds of her dress. Within moments she found herself totally naked before him. One calloused hand cupped her heavy breast. He plucked and toyed with her nipple, causing heat to streak through her veins, eliciting a groan from her lush mouth. It was always this way with him. The raging desire. The relentless need. A single touch from him brought every dark emotion to the surface and left her quivering for the satisfaction only he could provide. “Touch me.” She whispered the words as she rocked her hips forward. He answered her almost immediately. It had been too long since their last coupling. Neither of them could wait to join their bodies together as one. Deft fingers quickly threaded through the short hairs on her mound to caress the swollen bud of desire between her parted thighs. He strummed her clit, murmuring her name as he brushed his finger back and forth across the engorged nub. Heat filled her face with every movement. It spread down her body until every inch of her felt as though it was on fire. She groaned as her body tightened. “I’m coming. Yes… oh gods, yes. I’m coming,” Karisma moaned as her orgasm tore through her. She pulled her fingers from her still quivering mound and grasped the showerhead. The water had started to grow cold. She quickly cleansed herself and stepped from the shower. Karisma had just wrapped her fluffy green towel around her when someone knocked at her door. She frowned as she wrapped another towel around her long locks. She padded over to the door, her mind on what she needed to do the following day. “Who is it?” “Room service.” She opened the door and froze. “And here I thought you’d be happy to see me.”
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“What are you doing here, Jae?” Karisma sputtered as she took a step back. He flashed Karisma a smile that did dangerous things to her heart rate. “Chasing my mate,” he growled in a deceptively soft voice. Before she found out about the Kanakis pack, Karisma had gone out with each of the four men on several dates. Separately. At the time she’d thought Venus herself was smiling down on her. Now… well, now she knew better. Apparently they wanted her to get to know them as individuals before she was introduced to the pack. As a result she’d learned a little bit about each man. Jae was the quietest of the quad and he was slow to burn, but like all dragons, once lit, he had a dangerous temper. He’d never hurt her, physically or mentally. But that didn’t mean she wanted to get him angry. Karisma shivered. She knew the male was a firm believer in erotic punishment. He’d promised once before to spank her until she begged him to make the burn go away. She couldn’t help wondering if he would make the same promise -- and follow through. “I’m not your mate,” she spat out as she took another step back. That devastating smile got wider, deeper, and darker. Something sensual and dangerous settled low in her abdomen. “Yes. You. Are.” He enunciated every word and punctuated every syllable with a step forward until he was standing right in front of her. The door slammed behind him. Neither of them moved a muscle. She glared at him. She desired him, had just masturbated to his image, but she wanted him on her terms. And those terms did not include marriage to four men. “I’m no man’s woman.” She started to turn away when one long-fingered hand grasped her arm and pulled her hard against his chest. “You’re my woman. You belong to me and my pack.” His cock brushed her belly in a subtle caress. He was hard. She was wet.
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Damn it! “I don’t want you. I don’t want your pack,” she lied. He leaned forward until his lips were less than an inch away from hers. “Tell the truth.” She glared up at him for several moments, drinking in the sight of his handsome, hard face. Almond eyes dark as night. A small, almost delicate nose. High, sharp cheekbones. Full, pink lips. “Make me.” Karisma didn’t get a moment to second guess her words. Jae moved in a blinding flash, ripping the towel from her still wet body, and throwing it to the floor. She gasped as the very air around her seemed to hum with the power of his quick actions. Horrified, she stared down at the towel for a moment before reaching for the covering. “Oh, no, you don’t! You asked for it, and now I’m going to give it to you.” Karisma’s scream tore through the air when Jae slung one arm beneath her thighs and threw her onto his shoulder. He marched his way across her suite and found his way to her bedroom. She bounced when he threw her onto the bed. “You bast --” The end of her tirade was cut off when he placed his soft, full lips to hers and kissed her deeply. Heat flushed her body. Lava filled her veins. Every inch of her was focused on the feel of his lush mouth against hers, moving with hard determination as it worked its way back and forth across her own lips. Jae was a man on a mission and she was a woman helpless to do anything but be conquered. Her mouth softened beneath his and she slowly parted her lips. His warm, agile tongue darted into the wet cavern of her mouth. Sweet heat moved through her as his tongue flickered over hers, touching, tasting, and tangling. Jae’s hand moved down her torso. Large, long fingers cupped her breast and held the aching orb tenderly. Karisma lifted her body, trying desperately to get closer to the satisfaction his deeper touch promised. There was a fire burning in her veins and Jae was the only man who could put it out.
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But she wasn’t about to admit that. Instead Karisma pushed at his shoulders. Jae responded immediately. He threw one thickly corded thigh over her and straddled her torso. “You better behave,” he whispered darkly against her mouth. She smiled against his lips. Behaving was the last thing she wanted to do. Naughty Karisma was in full control at the moment. Kitty wanted to get downright dirty. Karisma had been ignoring her own desires for too long. She needed carnal satisfaction. She lifted her hips, brushing her mound against the growing bulge between Jae’s thighs and once again pushed at his shoulders. “You want it rough, don’t you?” he growled. Yes, she screamed mentally. Her lips, however, sang a different tune. “I don’t want it at all.” He lifted his head and caught her gaze. Butterflies took flight in her belly. Staring into his eyes, she knew he was very aware of what she was doing, and why. “Remember, love, you’re the one who asked me to make you like it.” His mouth brushed against her lips and one hand slid between their bodies. Fingers danced along the sensitive flesh covering her belly until they reached her sheath. “Yes. Oh my gods, yes!” His fingers parted the moist, fleshy lips of her cunt to stroke her deeply. He caressed the flesh surrounding her clitoris and the entrance to her sex, teasing her with every tempting stroke. But it wasn’t nearly enough to appease the burning hunger that filled her veins. She started to fight him, silently begging Jae for a darker touch when he thrust a single finger deep inside her. She keened his name as her body tightened around the lone digit. Karisma was so close to coming. So close to feeling that blissful emotion of utter physical fulfillment she couldn’t help but rock her hips against Jae’s hand as he pushed her closer and closer to satisfaction. “Fuck, you’re so wet… and hot.” He breathed the words against her neck as he pumped his finger in and out of her cunt.
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Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. The litany pounded in Karisma’s mind as the pleasure thickened inside of her. She was almost there. She was almost there. Great gods above, she was almost there. Karisma’s eyes popped open and breath rushed into her starved lungs. For a moment she was too stunned to comprehend what had truly happened. She leaned up on her elbows and glared down at Jae. “You bastard,” she growled as she threw her leg over his head and scooted across the bed. The asshole had stopped finger fucking her just as her orgasm was about to break. Karisma had been so close and it took her a moment to realize she had been played. She’d reached the edge of the bed when warm hands captured her waist. Jae forcefully pulled her back to the middle of the bed and spread her legs. She glared at his handsome smiling face, feeling her anger surge out of control at the sight. “I take it you want it, now?” Karisma tried to knee him and ended up with her legs spread even wider. Strong fingers dug into her flesh. The feel of his hands on her intimate skin made almost lethargic warmth spread through her body. “It’s okay, my mate,” Jae whispered as he lowered his head. “I just had to make sure you wanted me to… taste… you. To make… you… come.” Fuck! Lights exploded behind her closed eyelids at the first caress of his wet, agile tongue stroking down the parted, puffy lips of her sheath. He licked her slowly, taking his time to run the slick length of his tongue down her folds all the way to her perineum. His tongue flicked against the sensitive flesh once, twice, thrice, causing her to jerk with pleasure with every flutter, before he returned north to explore her pussy. “Hmmm. Right there,” Karisma moaned when she felt the moist velvet touch of his tongue against the inner flesh of her cunt. She was hot and filled with aching need. There was a fever that burned inside of her. She smiled to herself when Jae’s tongue started to beat a heady staccato rhythm against the engorged head of her clitoris.
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It was becoming quite obvious that Jae was a man more than capable of handling her heat. “Eat me,” Karisma groaned darkly as she pressed her heels into the mattress and lifted her hips, intent on getting as close to the devastating man pleasuring her as possible. Jae growled deep into her sex as his mouth feasted on her aching flesh. The indecipherable words vibrated along every inch of her body, starting from the area between her folds. Karisma clutched the sheets and froze, air stilling in her lungs as everything in her focused on the area Jae was tasting. Her eyes slammed shut and pleasure seared her soul. She screamed, bucked, and cried as her body instinctively tried to get closer to the man who was forcing the most intense orgasm Karisma had ever experienced upon her. For several moments, the only noise in the room was the harsh sound of Karisma struggling to take air into her painfully starved lungs. She was sprawled across the bed, limp and exhausted from Jae’s oral lovemaking. She blinked up at the hotel’s etched ceiling, trying to figure out what had happened and how she could get a second helping. She leaned up and reached for Jae. He rolled to his feet, evading her hands easily. Karisma glared at him in anger, even as she felt her cheeks heat up with embarrassment. She’d just propositioned the man and he was not taking what she was so freely offering. What the hell? She searched his face. It was harshly chiseled by desire. His dark eyes were diamond hard spheres of glittering passion. And they were fastened to her pussy. Karisma’s automatic instinct was to close her legs. Being the focus of such stark attention was disconcerting. And exhilarating. She spread her legs wider and placed one hand against her sheath. Very slowly, she parted her lips to reveal her wet center.
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“Jae,” Karisma purred softly in a silky smooth voice that sounded utterly decadent to her own ears. He jerked as though he had been hit. Her own breathing deepened when she witnessed the slow glide of his wet, pink tongue across his fuller bottom lip. His gaze lifted to her face. Such rough pleasure shone in his dark gaze, she knew he was tasting her on his tongue. She ached inside.
“Are you hungry, Kitty?”
She darted a quick glance at the thick bulge between his thighs. His jeans were
straining against the swollen length of his cock. And judging by the sight, Jae had enough to feed her all day and night. “Oh yes,” she whispered as she reached for him.
Chapter Three Remember the Time For the hundredth time that afternoon Karisma considered the repercussions of killing a man with her cutlery. She was absolutely, positively livid and still could not believe that when she had admitted she wanted him, Jae had taken a step back and told her to get dressed. Apparently he had made reservations for lunch. Lunch… or sex? Of course she’d stumbled across the one man who would choose food over pussy. She jabbed her salad, spearing a cherry tomato, and imagined it was one of Jae’s beautiful eyes. “Are you sure you only want a salad?” She glared at him and shoved the vegetable in her mouth. The day had been bad enough. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin her latest attempt to get healthy on top of it. “I probably won’t even be able to finish it all,” she murmured softly as she reached for her water. “Especially not if you keep pretending it’s a certain dragon’s face.” She stilled for a moment, water glass right against her bottom lip. Well, she had to give him something. At least he was smart enough to realize she was pissed. He watched her intently, eyes burning with a fire that ignited her libido. Suddenly she wanted him. She wanted Jae deep inside her, thrusting that cock she had yet to glimpse, but knew would satisfy her all night long. “Don’t get me wrong, Kitty. I want you.” He ran a hand through his midnight locks. “I want you so badly it hurts. Heck, I don’t think you’ll ever understand how hard this afternoon was for me. You’re smart, beautiful, sexy as hell, and my mate.
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There is nothing more I’d like to do than spend the rest of my life between your thighs, but I want more than just sex from you.” Her fork clattered to the floor. He smiled. “It’s true. Remember how you started to feel about me on our last date?” She mentally snorted. Yeah, before I found out about your three all-or-nothing pack mates. Needing something, anything to do to break his gaze, and lower the temperature rising within her, Karisma bent down and picked up her fork. When she straightened she was a little more in control of her emotions. That little bit of self-control made the difference between her jumping across the table and ravaging Jae and her sitting in her seat pretending she wasn’t a sex fiend. The simple act had pushed Naughty Kitty to the side. “Kitty?” “Could you stop calling me that?” she snapped automatically as she lifted her gaze. She found him watching her with amusement in his heavenly eyes. The bastard knew exactly what he was doing to her. A little part of her hated him for bringing her to this point of sexual need and hanging her out to dry. A larger part was glad he hadn’t taken her up on her offer. Because goddess knew when she realized what she’d done, she would have been angry as hell at herself come tomorrow morning. She sighed. “I’ll admit that I started to feel something… tender for you before I found out about the pack. There!” He shook his head from side to side, ebony hair flying around his handsome sculpted face. “Why won’t you admit it, Kitty? You fell in love with me. Just as I fell in love with you.” Karisma stared at him in shock and a little bit of horror. He fell in love… with her? Okay, she was willing to admit that they had gone on several dates. Okay, so it was more than several and every one had been perfect, but that didn’t mean a damned
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thing. Neither did the fact that each and every time she got home she regretted that the night had to end. She felt the same way about the dates she’d had with Bailey, Malik, and Aleka. And she was most definitely not in love with them. No sirree! Hmmm mmmm, Naughty Karisma said in neck snapping disbelief as Karisma remembered all the times she had lain awake wishing Jae was beside her, if only just to hold her. Okay, so maybe I was a little infatuated with him. Even Good Karisma didn’t believe that. Bloody fucking hell! “Look, I’m not in love with you. Lust maybe, but not love. And you are not in love with me. You can’t be.” He gave her a slow, heart thumping smile. “I think you’re protesting a little too much, sweetie. You want to tell me why, my love?” “You don’t know anything about me,” she shot at him. “You’re wrong, sweet thing. I know everything there is to know about you including your deepest, darkest, most erotic fantasies, and I’m willing to make them a reality.” For one horrifying moment Karisma was afraid her control was going to snap. Then she took a deep breath and glared at him. What the hell was he doing? Emanating dragon pheromones? She kept teetering between the need to kill him and the desire to fuck him silly. The waiter arrived then. Karisma decided she’d had enough of his company. She stood, dropped her napkin, and threw a terse, “Goodbye, Jae,” over her shoulder. She didn’t take more than two steps before jerking to a stop. Right in front of her stood Aleka Kanakis.
Chapter Four I Want To Be Where You Are Aleka knew his mate was upset by the burning fire that raged in her gorgeous, dark gaze. And he was aroused by the sight. He was a sick bastard, but it was okay. She was just going to have to be woman enough to handle his “off the rocker” mental state. She only gave him a quick glimpse of what she was feeling. Almost immediately Karisma wiped all traces of anger from her face and moved forward. Step by step, Kitty’s four-inch heels brought her closer and closer to him. Almost too late, he realized she intended to walk right past him. “Nice try, sweetheart,” he murmured as she stepped beside him. Aleka reached out and grabbed her arm, turning her around. She landed against his chest with a soft gasp. “Get your hands off of me.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her ear. Aleka’s smile was full of satisfaction when he felt her shudder against him. “If you think I’m going to let you go, you’re out of your mind, Kitty.” He took a step back but refused to let go off her hands. She glared at him before glancing around the room. He could see her beautiful mind working. She was trying to figure out how to cause just enough of a commotion to get away from him. Aleka shook his head. “Don’t even try it.” “Or?” she murmured as she tried to jerk her hand away from his grip. “You try it and I’ll show everyone here just how wet you get when I’m near you.”
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Her dark eyes widened for a moment, but that was all he needed. He pulled her closer. Her glare hardened. He ignored it and stepped forward, making his way back to the table she had vacated. Fingers intertwined with his, she reluctantly followed behind. When they reached the table, Aleka feared she would turn and run out of the dining room. Instead she simply stood beside the table, directly before Jae and looked down at him in anger. “Did you do this on purpose?” Aleka took a seat just as Jae stood. He didn’t miss the darted glance Jae threw him. “No, I’m just as surprised as you are to see him here.” For the first time in a long time, Aleka began to feel uneasy. He had promised his pack mates they would all get the chance to court Karisma. Yet he had not been able to keep his emotions under control long enough to give Jae the time he deserved. “I’m sorry,” he said as he glanced at each of them. “I just couldn’t stay away.” A frisson of emotion passed across Jae’s face. “I understand the feeling all too well.” Kitty straightened. “Are you trying to tell me you missed me?” Aleka smiled at the look on her beautiful face. He couldn’t help wondering why she couldn’t understand just how alluring she was. “Sit down and I’ll tell you that and so much more.” “Damned curiosity,” she muttered before pulling out the seat in front of her and plopping into the chair. Jae flashed them both a smile before sitting back in his seat. The moment the other man settled in his chair, Aleka snapped to attention as passion surged through him. He turned and caught Jae’s midnight gaze. And held it for long moments as desire hummed through him. He could smell Karisma on Jae. He knew her distinctive sweet and musky scent. Kitty and Jae had been together. The beast inside him couldn’t help but scream as the thought of Jae and Karisma seared through him. But it wasn’t rage that the phoenix felt. No, he was crying
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out because Aleka hadn’t been there to watch. Since meeting his pack mates, Aleka had discovered he liked to watch and be watched. Fuck! Finally, reluctantly he broke off their heated gaze and looked at Karisma. She was watching them both with glittering eyes. “What’s wrong?” He shook his head and pushed the need aside, at least as much as was possible. He tried to focus on the woman before him. His mate. She was skittish enough. The last thing he needed to do was show her how an Alpha phoenix in heat reacted to the scent of his mate’s desire. With a strength he didn’t know he owned, Aleka pushed his beast deep within himself until the animal was totally under control. “No, tell me what’s wrong.” “Nothing’s wrong,” Jae said, his voice dark, dangerous, and seductive. Aleka didn’t bother to dart a glance at Jae’s handsome face. His voice said it all. And whatever message his voice didn’t tell, his pheromones made loud and clear. The dragon was vividly aware of the passion that swam through Aleka. And he was feeling the effects. Her gaze darted from his face to Jae’s and back again. She didn’t believe them. And he didn’t blame her. She straightened in her chair and looked down at both of them. “I’m ordering you, as your mate, to tell me what’s going on.” His smile was slow in coming, belying the turbulent emotions inside of him. The beast inside of him had stirred the moment the word “mate” passed Karisma’s lush lips. “You do realize you’ve just identified yourself as our mate,” Jae murmured softly. She turned, eyes wide, and stared at Jae. After a moment she seemed to have found her tongue. “Does that mean you’re going to tell me what the hell is wrong with you two? You both are mute and look pissed at the world.”
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Jae watched her intently. “I don’t think you --” His words were cut off mid-speech when Karisma stood from her seat. Aleka captured her arm before she could leave the table. She slowly lowered her frame into the seat and cocked her head to the side. “Give it to me now.” “I can smell you on Jae.”
She chewed her bottom lip. “You’re mad because we had lunch.”
Aleka leaned across the table and captured her gaze. “We both know that’s not
the kind of scent I’m talking about. I can smell your satisfaction.” One dark eyebrow lifted in disbelief. “What are you talking about?” Aleka smiled. Karisma was determined to call his bluff. “I can smell your sex all over him.” He leaned a little closer to Jae and took a deep breath. “I’m guessing he went down on you. From what I hear he’s pretty good at that. Did you enjoy him, Kitty?” Karisma exploded. “He did not…” She waved in Jae’s direction. Aleka smiled. They had yet to sleep together and Kitty was full of pent-up sexual frustration. “Would you like to get closer?” The words slipped past Aleka’s lips before he got a chance to think about the words or their implication. As a unit, the Kanakis men had decided on a plan to seduce their reluctant mate. And Aleka was changing the rules mid game. Her eyes widened and her breathing deepened. Slightly. But just enough to let Aleka know he had moved her with his words. She shifted in her seat and the scent of her desire rolled over him. Damn! It was potent, thick, and sweet. Just like the woman in front of him.
“Well, Kitty?”
She straightened and he knew he’d made a mistake. “You’re an ass, you know
that.” Before he could think of what to say to placate her, she stood. “Screw you both, and no, not in that way.” “I want him. We want each other.”
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Karisma stopped in her tracks and turned around. She walked back to the table and sat down. “What did you just say?” “Aleka is not just my pack mate, he’s my other mate.” She stared at both of them, her gaze drifting from him to Jae. “You two…?” “Yes,” Aleka said as Jae nodded his head in agreement. They had not started out as lovers, but after living together as pack mates for several months, the sexual tension had gotten to the boiling point. The first time he and Jae made love, the experience had been explosive. In the morning they had been forced to accept that they were both lovers and pack mates. It had changed the dynamics of the group, but for the better. They had discovered that they weren’t the only ones feeling sexually connected to another pack member. Bailey and Malik had been keeping their desires under wraps, afraid of how he and Jae would take it. Once they had accepted that their affection for one another was not quite brotherly, the Kanakis men had settled into a comfortable existence. That is, until Bailey had literally run into Karisma on a street corner outside a sewing machine repair shop. The bestial nature of the werewolf had roared to the surface at the contact. He’d had a hard time keeping his beast under control, it was so determined to mark and mate with Karisma. He and Jae had gone to check out Karisma on their own. And had been surprised when their own beasts cried out for her. Malik’s reaction to her had been the same. Aleka was hoping that he and his mates could convince her to accept them as they were. Bisexual tendencies and all. Karisma’s gaze moved from him to Jae and back to him. She licked her lips slowly. “What are you… saying?” A smile spread across Aleka’s handsome face. “Do you like to watch, Kitty?”
Chapter Five Lovely, Lonely One Jae felt his breathing deepen the moment Aleka closed the bedroom door behind the trio. Karisma turned at the soft click of the lock being engaged. Darkness shrouded her honey brown eyes. She chewed her lip and glanced back at the closed exit. He could feel her tension and apprehension in the air. She was going to bolt. The last thing he wanted to experience was the pain that came when she turned and hid from him, his mates, and what she was feeling inside… what their presence stirred deep inside of her. He strode across the room and wrapped his hands around her softly rounded shoulders. She looked up at him, lips parted in surprise. He kissed her hard before she could utter a single word. Jae felt the kiss stir something deep inside of him on impact. It was always this way when he touched Karisma. Like a lightning strike to his core. “Kiss me back, sweetie,” he murmured against her lips before deepening the kiss. He felt her smile right before she stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. He lifted Karisma as his tongue danced with hers. A flash of potent arousal flamed through him when she rolled her hips against the steadily growing bulge between his thighs. Jae groaned Karisma’s name into her mouth before breaking off their torrid kiss. He slowly placed her on her feet, all the time keeping the heated gaze of the man who stood behind her. The moment her feet touched the ground Aleka reached for her. His long, tanned fingers tangled into the mass of Karisma’s curly hair and pulled her to him. She eagerly went into his arms. Jae watched, heart pounding, as Aleka
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lowered his head to capture Karisma’s lush mouth. Their lips pressed against one another and the temperature in the room seemed to immediately increase. Until that moment Jae had never understood Aleka’s attraction to watching and being watched. He took a step closer to the couple. Aleka stopped kissing Karisma and looked up to catch his gaze. Karisma turned and glanced over her shoulder. Jae’s gaze lowered to look into her eyes. She smiled and cocked her head to the side. Jae felt like he’d been set free. He’d been terribly afraid when the moment came, Karisma wouldn’t be able to accept the fact that he and Aleka were more than pack mates. Jae crossed the small distance that separated him from Aleka. He heard the soft tread of Karisma’s heels as she moved to take a seat across from where they stood. He started to glance at her when Aleka cupped his face. He turned and caught the gaze of desire-darkened blue eyes. The muscles of his lower abdomen tightened at the sight. He knew that look in Aleka’s eyes. It promised him a night of utmost pleasure. Jae watched the slow descent of Aleka’s face as the blond dipped his head to capture Jae’s lips. The first touch of Aleka’s lips against his caressed Jae to the core. His body heated up and his muscles tightened in preparation for the coming pleasure. Passion and satisfaction were always guaranteed in Aleka’s hands. A low, dark groan slipped from Jae’s lips when Aleka wrapped his arms around his neck. Skillful fingers slowly threaded through the dark, silky strands of his hair. After a moment, Jae felt Aleka release the long length of his hair from its black leather binding. The soft, thick strands brushed across his shoulders in a caress that settled deep in his gut. A kiss and the sweetest of honeyed touches and Jae could feel his orgasm rising to the surface. Aleka broke off their wicked kiss and looked down at him. “We’re going to have to take it slow, my dragon, to ensure our mate gets the most pleasure from our satisfaction.” Jae nodded slowly as Aleka’s words sunk into his consciousness. He would not be coming soon. Aleka wanted to draw out their experience until Karisma had found
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her own release. Jae smiled and lowered his head. He flicked his tongue back and forth across Aleka’s sensitive pulse before running his tongue north until he reached the under curve of the blond’s chiseled jaw. Aleka’s hands snaked under Jae’s simple tee shirt to skim over his naked torso. Calloused fingertips danced over the ridges of his six-pack, and the indentation that separated his pectorals from his abdomen, before one hand tweaked the swollen tip of one flat nipple. Jae groaned Aleka’s name against his throat before reaching down and grabbing his shirt. Aleka grasped the cool silver ring in his left nipple and tugged gently. Jae’s curse of pleasure came out in a harsh growl as he ripped his tee shirt over his head. As the fabric flew through the air, Aleka’s broad palms moved down Jae’s back, mapping the strong muscles until he reached the full curve of the dragon’s ass. Fingers dipped into his jeans to cup naked flesh. Jae was not fond of underwear. Aleka’s index finger teased the indentation between Jae’s ass cheeks before the phoenix stepped back and moved his hands to Jae’s front. Jae looked down as Aleka knelt before him and popped the first button on his dark, stonewashed denims. Aleka lifted his face and their gazes collided. Bright eyes burned into Jae’s eyes as Aleka slowly lowered his zipper. Time seemed to inch by slowly as the zipper teeth were widened until finally the lowest curve of Jae’s pelvis was revealed. Aleka pulled Jae’s jeans down the corded length of his thighs and Jae kicked out of his remining clothing. Finally, Jae stood before the other man totally naked. Rising, Aleka reached down and grasped the long, thick length of Jae’s erection. A soft gasp that was tinged with surprise and desire floated through the pungent air. Jae and Aleka turned to peer at the woman sitting across from where they stood. Karisma sat, legs parted, watching them with hungry eyes. Her hands were digging into her softly rounded thighs, inching toward the heat he knew burned between her legs. Not turning from her, Aleka and Jae glided to one another. Feeling as though he was moving in slow motion, Jae dropped to his knees. Karisma’s eyes widened and her
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breathing deepened. Before he turned to Aleka, Jae saw the stark white of her teeth dig into her bottom lip. Unlike Aleka, Jae found he could not torture himself or Karisma by slowly undoing the phoenix’s bottoms. Within moments Jae found himself staring at the thick length of Aleka’s cock. The head was a deeper red, almost purple color. Heavily veined and thick, the shaft curved slightly to the left. He wrapped his fingers around Aleka’s dick and tightened his grip, making a fist around the turgid organ. A smile flashed across Jae’s face when Aleka groaned out an expletive in Greek. And he had yet to do anything to garner the curse. Jae glanced up quickly to find Aleka watching him with passion darkened eyes. He leaned forward and brushed a slow kiss against the ruddy head of Aleka’s cock. Then Jae swiped his tongue across the cockhead, making sure to press his tongue to the slit. He swallowed the taste of pre-cum as he wrapped his lips around Aleka’s hard length. “Oh goddess,” Karisma breathed out on a whisper. Jae felt emboldened by the erotic sound. He leaned forward and took more of Aleka’s cock into his mouth, lapping his tongue against the bottom of the rigid organ. “Jae,” Aleka growled darkly. He knew what that tone meant. The phoenix was quickly moving toward his breaking point. But Jae wasn’t ready to let Aleka find release. He wanted the big blond inside him when he did that. He slowly pulled back, licking his way up Aleka’s cock until he reached the ruddy tip. Unable to help himself, Jae tightened his grip and flicked his tongue against the head’s unseeing eye. Aleka jerked, thrusting his cock deeper into the slick, tight grip of Jae’s fist. Jae looked up and caught the look of rapture on his handsome mate’s face. Eyes closed, Aleka was lost in the sensation of pleasure. And Jae took great pride in the fact that he had brought the great phoenix to that point. Golden lashes lifted and he found himself staring into Aleka’s bright blue eyes.
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Aleka reached down, wrapped his large hand in Jae’s hair, and lifted Jae to his feet. “Damn, your pretty mouth is dangerous,” he groaned before capturing Jae’s lips in a bruising, tongue tangling kiss. Sweat beaded across Jae’s skin. Nerve endings seemed to light up and tingle at the devastating feel of Aleka’s tongue sliding over his. The man knew how to kiss. When Aleka and Jae broke off the kiss, they were both breathing hard. Jae lifted his eyes and caught Aleka’s gaze. The phoenix took in a deep breath and lifted his arms. Broad palms pushed at Jae’s wiry shoulders. Jae grinned and fell to the bed with a dramatic sigh. Aleka pounced on him immediately, pressing his full lips to Jae’s nipple and twirling his tongue in the silver ring there. Slowly, Aleka made his way down Jae’s torso, alternating between placing little nipping kisses, running the broad length of his tongue down Jae’s abdomen, and sucking the flesh. By the time Aleka reached Jae’s pelvis, the dragon was breathing hard through parted lips, trying desperately not to lift his hips and beg for release. Even though Jae knew that was the response Aleka was trying to get out of him, he wasn’t ready to give the phoenix that satisfaction. Jae wanted to draw out every minute between them. He leaned up on his elbows and looked above Aleka. His gaze caught Karisma’s. Her eyes were so wide with shock and desire Jae swore he could see right into her bright soul. She blinked. He realized it had taken her a moment to notice that he was watching her. She swiped her tongue across the fleshy curve of her bottom lip. He felt the slow glide deep in his balls. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she? So full of passion, so full of desire, I can’t help but imagine how wet and tight she would feel around me when I thrust into her.” Jae dropped his gaze to find Aleka looking up at him. The palms of the blond’s hands landed atop his thighs. He broke off his gaze to stare at the lightly furred hands on him. He couldn’t help imagining how he would feel if both Aleka and Karisma were in bed with him… if he was plunging deep into Karisma’s cunt as she suckled Aleka… or tasting the sweet, distinctive flavor of her sheath as Aleka thrust into him.
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Jae fell back to the bed and groaned the phoenix’s full name when Aleka wrapped his long, blunt fingers round his cock and tightened his hold. Aleka slid his palm up, teasing the dragon to the tip. His cock jerked in Aleka’s grasp and a dark shudder ran through him. Aleka held Jae’s cock tight against his stomach and swiped his tongue down his inner thigh. Jae grunted when Aleka used his free hand to lift his thigh. “Shit.” Aleka’s tongue strayed all the way to his perineum and fluttered against the sensitive area. Jae’s hips lifted of their own volition when Aleka thrust his tongue into his rosette. Tight tendrils of pleasure danced down his spine, igniting a deep fire in his gut. “Damn it, Aleka,” he groaned when the phoenix pressed his warm, moist tongue more intimately against his dark hole. When Aleka began a steady thrust and retreat rhythm, Jae knew he was a goner. “Stop playing and fuck me,” he grunted even as he lifted his hips for Aleka’s mouth. They both knew Aleka was the man in charge, but Jae couldn’t help pushing at the other man’s control. He wanted Aleka deep inside of him, putting out the fire that seemed to burn steadily through his loins and giving him the relief he craved. Fingers gripped his thighs almost punishingly. Jae’s fingers tightened in the sheets beneath him as his back curled. A palm landed on his inner thigh. He yelped as his eyes snapped open. He held Aleka’s wicked gaze. “Turn over and give me that tight ass.” Jae took a deep breath and forced the air out through his parted lips. Damn! Aleka, the man, was potent. Aleka, the lover, was intoxicating. He turned, got on his knees and spread his thighs, exposing his rosette. Jae couldn’t help looking over his shoulder and glancing at Aleka. Aleka’s palm stilled, wrapped around the swollen head of his shaft. Jae threw him a smile before moving his head to the left and capturing Karisma’s gaze. She shuddered and pulled two fingers from her sex. Still holding his gaze she thrust three fingers into her tight sheath. He felt the burn of her wet heat coat his hands, move down his arm, before snaking its way to his balls.
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“Deeper, sweetheart. I want you to come while we watch you.” Her jaw dropped and her breasts jiggled as she took in a straggling breath at Aleka’s words. After a moment she nodded her head and plunged her fingers deeper into her cunt. The rich scent of her sex permeated the air, filled his nostrils, and fed him potent desire. Every experience with his phoenix lover brought Jae pleasure. He’d imagined how good it would feel to have Karisma with them, enjoying their every touch and kiss, but nothing, no dream, no reverie, could have prepared him for the reality. Every act and every emotion was a thousand times more intense than he’d envisioned. And he wasn’t even touching Karisma. “Oh goddess,” she called out on a breathless whisper. Karisma was seconds from an orgasm. “That’s it, baby. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop!” The words were torn from Jae’s lips before the thoughts had formed. She jerked as though she’d been burned and then a deep spasm wracked her body. Cream coated her fingers and the swollen lips of her pussy as her body shook through her release. He licked his lips and imagined he was tasting her cream, drinking in the essence of her satisfaction. He knew her distinctive flavor. It had been emblazoned in his mind from the first touch of his tongue against her cunt. Suddenly he didn’t want to be the one tasting her. No, he wanted Karisma to know what her own pleasure tasted like. “Lick your fingers clean, Kitty.” “Damn,” she groaned before slipping her fingers from her sex. The slick, erotic sound of flesh moving through wet flesh cut through the air. Beside him, Aleka growled. Together they watched as Karisma lifted her small, dark fingers and held them before her lips. Her passion-darkened, heavy-lidded eyes lifted and drifted between them. Holding Aleka’s gaze, she stuck out her tongue and licked the length of her thumb. Jae felt his stomach clench with arousal at the wanton sight. He’d never been so entranced by a woman before.
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It was fitting that the woman in question was his mate. Karisma turned and snagged his gaze. Holding it, she licked her fingers clean, taking her tantalizing time until all of her cream was gone. He was harder than stone and at the edge of an orgasm by the time she was finished. He started to climb out of the bed, intent on finishing what her wicked actions started, when Aleka’s arm draped around his waist. He landed hard against the other man’s broad chest. “No, you don’t,” Aleka growled with a delicious chuckle. “Your ass is mine. Get on all fours.” Jae lifted one eyebrow and smirked before turning around and lowering to his hands and knees. “Damn, you’re something.” Aleka’s harshly whispered compliment skated over Jae’s back as the blond’s fingers traced his spine. He shuddered when Aleka’s long, blunt fingers reached his rosette. “Aleka,” he called softly when those same fingers departed. And then cool comfort landed on his dark hole in the form of lubrication. His teeth dug into his bottom lip as Aleka spread the slick liquid, preparing Jae for his penetration. One finger pressed into his rosette. He groaned and clutched the sheets as Aleka slid in until his finger was fully sheathed. Then he withdrew the single finger and thrust in two. One stroke. Two strokes. Each one pulled his balls tighter against his body. Gods, Aleka felt good. And Jae couldn’t wait until Aleka thrust that luscious cock of his inside of him. “Stop playing with me, damn it.” Jae felt every hard ridge of Aleka’s chiseled abdomen when the other man leaned over him. Fingers wrapped in the strands of Jae’s long hair and tightened. “Oh goddess, yes!” he groaned at the feel of his hair being pulled. Aleka always knew how to push him to that wicked place of erotic ecstasy. He knew this time was going to be great. Even better than all the other orgasms Aleka had coaxed from his body. Karisma was watching them. “Shit.” Jae’s harsh curse cut through the air when Aleka pressed his cock to his dark hole. He took a deep breath and then Aleka was thrusting into Jae until he was
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fully sheathed inside of him. They both breathed deeply. And then Aleka moved. He withdrew until only the head of his cock was embedded before thrusting forward. “Fuck,” Aleka grunted when Jae moved back to meet his stroke. Together they initiated a steady rhythm of push and pull, thrusting and grunting to a tempo older than time. Almost too quickly Jae felt himself rushing toward satisfaction. “Shit, Aleka,” he groaned. He knew the other man understood the plea in his tone when he tightened his hold in his hair, forcing Jae’s head up, at the same time he slowed the pace of his thrusts. “You like that, don’t you?” Aleka growled. Jae’s teeth dug into the flesh of his bottom lip as he stifled the roar at the back of his throat. Slow and deep. Steady in. Teasing withdrawal. Until his chest burned with the need to find release. The rhythm always left Jae shaken, and Aleka was doing his best to torture him into a low, deep orgasm. “No… more… games.” Every word was torn from the depth of Jae’s soul in a harsh groan as he pushed his hips back to punctuate the words. Aleka had accomplished his goal. He’d lost his self-discipline. He was no longer able to keep his emotions under control. “Say it.” The deeply erotic sound of Karisma’s command floated over to him. It was kerosene thrown on an already raging fire. He felt the orgasm start at his spine, traveling down to his balls before firing through his cock. “Say it, Jae.” “Fuck me. Fuck me hard… fuck… me… deep.” He roared the words as the beast that lived inside him rose to the surface. The pleasurable pain of a shift shot through his veins, only to be chased by the orgasmic bliss of his release. Erotic satisfaction pounded through him as his talons dug into the sheets. His body tightened as scales covered his back and wings erupted from his upper back.
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As always, Aleka was prepared. Jae felt the other man withdraw completely from his dark hole as his wings sprang free. Aleka thrust in almost the moment Jae folded them against his body. Jae felt the change come over Aleka with the first stroke. Aleka’s thrusts were harder, deeper, and darker. He reveled in the knowledge that his release had triggered such a strong response in the Alpha phoenix. “By Zeus,” Aleka growled deeply as his body froze above Jae’s spine in orgasmic surrender.
Chapter Six It’s Not Home Without You For the first time in a long time, Karisma was looking forward to being left alone with her sewing machine, fabric, and scissors. She needed nothing more to get through the day. The last few days had been a rollercoaster ride. She clenched and unclenched her fingers. Karisma was terribly afraid she was being, purposely, pushed to the edge. Her full lips tightened into a grimace. If that was their goal, the Kanakis men were doing one hell of a job. She wouldn’t put it past Aleka and his pack mates. Stupid men, she muttered mentally as she made the corner following Anderson’s long legs as he took her around the Rookery Cove facilities that would be her home away from home. She still couldn’t believe she had been on the island less than a week. It felt as though she had been there forever, but that might have a little something to do with all that she had experienced in that time. “I have a surprise for you.” Karisma’s head lifted to catch Anderson’s excited face. A tick began pulsing in her eye. She absolutely hated surprises. But she wasn’t about to tell him that. Instead, she slapped a smile on her face and nodded her head. “Okay, what is it?” “Well, you know how you said you were going to need four living breathing mannequins for your Rookery Cove designs?” Karisma nodded her head, feeling her stomach drop to the floor. “Yes, I told you I would need four fitting models, two females and two males.” Anderson’s smile widened. “Well, we found you two men that fit your bill exactly.”
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She stared at him in horror. She was a hands-on designer. And one of the things she was very hands-on about was choosing her fitting models. They could literally make or break a clothing line as they were the individuals whose figures exactly fit the measures of a certain size. They were individuals who tried on your designs first, and told you exactly what was right and wrong about your clothing. And Anderson had gone out and set up a casting call without notifying her. Anderson strode down the hallway and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “Trust me when I say these models are textbook perfect. Just try them out for one week. That’s all I’m asking.” Reluctantly, Karisma shook her head in agreement. One week wasn’t going to kill her. Especially if she spent part of that week weeding through the models to find the perfect one. “Good.” Anderson marched her down the corridor and straight to a brightly colored blue door. He pushed it open, stepped into the room, and beckoned to her. I really, really hate surprises, Karisma thought as she entered the room. It took her a moment to realize the men were in the room. She was too preoccupied staring at the amazing room that was filled with every thing a clothing designer could dream of. “Something tells me that with this room and these guys, you’ll be boosting Rookery Cove’s sales in no time.” At his words, Karisma turned, feeling obligated to at least look at the men in question. Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened. Standing right next to Anderson were Malik and Bailey, better known as the other half of the Kanakis Pack. She knew where one Kanakis man could be found, the rest weren’t far behind. She’d been prepared to see Bailey and Malik sooner rather than her desired later, but in the middle of her design studio… “I knew you would be speechless by them. The moment I saw their packet I knew these were the two men you envisioned when you sent in that request for fitting models. I hired them on the spot.”
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Karisma blinked at Anderson’s words and turned back to him. For a moment there she had forgotten he was in the room. She had been too stunned by Malik and Bailey’s appearance to do anything more than gape. But at Anderson’s words the gravity of her situation returned tenfold. “You hired them?” she muttered, even though she was painfully aware of every single word he had spoken. His smile widened. “Yes. I know I said I would give you a week to try them out, but I don’t think you’ll need that long to make your decision. I had our people check their measurements and they are perfect.” He strode over to her and leaned low. “Plus, according to every other single woman here, they are more than enough to inspire a few designs.” He stepped back and shrugged. “Personally, I’m just hoping they make your line sell faster than even marketing predicted.” Karisma kept her smile plastered on her face until Anderson turned to the door. When he gave her his back, she threw her two “fitting models” a glare. “I really appreciate this,” she called to Anderson just before he closed the door behind him. Somehow Karisma managed to keep her anger under control until Anderson had vacated the room. But the moment he was gone, she erupted hotter than a volcano. And her rage had nothing to do with the nervous butterflies that fluttered in her stomach. Or the fact that she was instantly hungry for sexual satisfaction. “What the hell are you doing here?” she said through clenched teeth as she gripped the edge of the large cutting table. Bailey gave her a slow, intimate smile. Rather than ease her mind, it made her angrier. She darted a glance at Malik. Smart man, she thought as she glared at him. At least he had the intelligence to understand that, if given the chance, she was liable to castrate the two men. “I repeat, what the fuck are you doing here?” “We were hired.” Karisma started to feel a twitch in her right eye at those words. She knew the Kanakis pack well enough to understand that Bailey was playing dumb. Too bad she wasn’t in the mood to play anything.
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The night before had left her emotionally drained. She’d cursed Jae and Aleka the whole way home, fully aware that they’d put on that show to drive her to the breaking point. And it had almost worked. So many times, as she watched them enjoy one another’s bodies, she had wished she was part of their lovemaking. But she was too much of a coward to actually make it across the room and join them. No, instead she’d gone home and masturbated to the memory of their passion. Stupid, stupid girl! And now she had to deal with Bailey and Malik. She glanced at the clock on the back wall. It was eleven in the morning. Fuck! She could already feel a migraine coming on. She was never going to make it through the day, let alone the week. After counting to a hundred, she felt calm enough to speak without going batshit crazy. She decided to keep things between her, Bailey, and Malik strictly professional. “I suppose it’s a good thing you guys are here since I actually have some designs I need to finalize.” Like a good overachiever, Karisma had started working on the new line for Rookery Cove before she arrived. She already had prototypes for her first few designs. And the men’s clothing had been giving her trouble. “Well, we do aim to please,” Bailey threw after her as she strode out of the room. She closed the door and was halfway down the hall when Malik spoke. “Can I ask where you’re going?” She whipped around and glared at him, hand over her erratically beating heart. “Are you trying to scare me to death?” He gave her an apologetic smile. “No. I’m sorry.” “It’s okay,” she murmured as she ran her fingers through her hair. She was on edge and taking it out on him. “I’m going to pick up my designs. I left them in the trunk.” “We’ll help,” Bailey offered. She stared at them both. “Do you guys normally go around in pairs?”
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“No,” they said in unison. One dark eyebrow lifted in disbelief. They even spoke at the same time. Malik stepped forward. “We don’t normally do… this together. Never before have all of us wanted the same woman.” So much for keeping things strictly professional. The butterflies in her stomach doubled in size. She sighed. “I was not talking about… that. I was pointing out the fact that you guys are both following me out of the room.” Bailey placed both hands on his hips and smacked his lips. “Uh huh.” Karisma couldn’t help smiling at his hilarious response. Suddenly she remembered what it was about Bailey that had drawn her in. He made her realize that things were never as bad as she imagined them. Bailey always made her smile. “Okay, I get it. I’m overthinking this. Come on and help me with these boxes.” She turned and continued walking out of the building. She paused at the door as Malik walked in front of her and opened it. She grinned up at his handsome face. “And they say chivalry is dead,” Karisma said as she stepped over the threshold. Malik’s laugh seemed to envelop her as she made her way to her car. “Keys?” She handed them to Bailey and he popped the trunk. She watched both men as they leaned over and picked up the boxes of materials and clothing. They had great butts. “Are you staring at my ass?” Her smile widened. “No, Bailey, I’m not.” He stood, box in hand and turned to her. He didn’t believe a word she’d said. Not that he should have. “I was staring at both of your asses.” Malik leaned over and placed a soft kiss against her lips. “Good to know you appreciate us both.” When he stepped back she stared at him in surprise. He’d just walked into personal territory. But more than that, Malik had done it without thinking.
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Whether Karisma liked it or not, the Kanakis men were familiar enough with her to make her feel like she was their girlfriend. And she wasn’t sure how she felt about that. “You can’t do that here. We’re at work and you have to remember that.” “Does that mean we can do that and more when we’re not at work, Kitty girl?” She glared at Bailey’s grinning face. “Don’t call me that. I hate that nickname.” With those words she turned and strode back to the renovated warehouse. Both men’s laughter followed her with every step. “You didn’t say we couldn’t kiss you, sweetheart… or do more.” Karisma ignored their words and opened the door for them. She directed them to place the boxes in the back middle of the room, in front of the full wall mirror. They stepped back and she moved forward. She knelt and rummaged through the boxes, until she found the particular items she was thinking of. She turned and held them up. Her face heated up almost immediately. They were standing directly in front of her. Kneeling as she was, it felt like she was about to give both men head. At least it would have felt that way if she wasn’t holding up her design. Bailey grinned at her and moved just a little closer. The few inches were plenty too many. Karisma almost leapt back, but her desire to remain in control of the situation kept her where she was. She waved the clothing in her hand. Her fingers brushed against his torso. The clothes he wore couldn’t hide the heat of his hard body. Fire snaked up her arm at the slight brush. She gritted her teeth and threw the skimpy garment at him before stalking to the middle of the room. She pointed to the far corner Anderson had shown her earlier. “The dressing area is located over there.” Nothing. Absolute silence. The quietness was almost painful in its intensity. Karisma turned and looked at two of the last men she wanted to be around and promptly lost her breath. After a moment she regained her respiratory abilities. “What the hell are you doing?” she yelped as Bailey unzipped his pants. “Don’t you want to test us out?” He raised one russet eyebrow.
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Naughty Karisma immediately started picturing just what her test would entail. Him naked. Her on top. Both of them naked. After a moment Karisma realized what she was doing -- daydreaming about doing the horizontal shuffle with Bailey. “Don’t you mean, don’t you want us to try on the garments?” Karisma said. He gave her a wicked smile and released his hold on his pants. Before Karisma could close her eyes, she caught sight of all he was packing. And goddess, was Bailey equipped. She growled at both men, turned, and strode across the room. She didn’t realize until she reached the corner of the cavernous room that she was not alone. “If your goal is to drive me crazy, you boys are halfway there.” Karisma shuddered when warm, strong hands wrapped around her shoulders and turned her around. She looked up to find Malik watching her with worried eyes. “Don’t look at me like that,” she groaned as she closed her eyes and leaned forward. He pulled her against his hard frame and held her to his chest. “Why not?” his dark voice rumbled. Karisma could feel the vibrating tones of his dark, deeply sensual voice as it moved up his torso and floated above her head. The shudder she’d felt earlier deepened, quaking through the already slick walls of her sex. Karisma stifled the urge to sigh in resignation. There was something about the Kanakis men that brought her every physical and emotional need to the surface. Just the simple contact of Malik’s flesh against hers made her feel hot and bothered. “Because it makes me think you care… about me.” Malik took a deep breath and threaded his fingers through her riotous curls. She purred when she felt the pads of his fingertips caressing her scalp. “We do care about you. When are you going to stop pretending this is just sexual attraction?” She tightened her hold on his slim waist and lifted her head. “When is Aleka going to stop insisting I quit my business so I can be the pack’s stay-at-home wife?” The color in Malik’s hazel eyes deepened until they were a warm brown. After a moment he gave her a slow, soft smile. “I’m trying to make him understand that mate and wife doesn’t mean barefoot, pregnant, and chained to the stove.”
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“I keep forgetting just how old he is.” “With the way he acts, how can you forget that he was around when Rome was an empire? If it wasn’t for that whole regeneration thing, I’d have tried to put him out of my misery.” “Who are you kidding? I’ve seen you two together. You love him and would never hurt him.” Malik shrugged, a deceptive movement that accentuated the broadness of his shoulders. “Most days, but lately… since you took off…” Karisma tried to take a step back, but Malik wouldn’t let her out of his arms. “But that’s not what I want to talk about. I specifically came here to find out how you feel about us, about me?” She chewed her lip as she stared up into Malik’s eyes. The inquiry was a question he honestly deserved the answer to. It was also an unfair one. “Do you want the truth?” His eyes lightened to a smoky, but sexy green color. “Yes.” “I’m not sure. I know that separately I feel something strong for you guys, but together… I get confused.” His smile widened. “Then we’ll just have to give you every reason to accept us as individuals and as a group.” Karisma turned and found Bailey standing less than five feet away from her and Malik. She parted her lips to speak. He shook his head. She closed her mouth, her words forgotten. He stepped forward and closed the space between them. With each foot he crossed she could feel the temperature in the room rise. Or maybe it was just the heat inside of her blood increasing.
“Don’t do this to me.” The whispered words drifted from her lips.
Bailey’s eyes widened in surprise. “Don’t do what, Kitty?”
“Don’t make me fall in love with you… with both of you.”
“Would that be so bad?”
She gave him a tremulous smile. “Yes, especially if there’s any chance that I’ll be
the only one falling in love.”
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“That’s not possible. We’ve already fallen in love with you, Karisma. That’s the reason we’re fighting so hard for you.” Bailey growled the words as his head descended. His soft mouth brushed against hers in a teasing, tempting manner that coaxed Karisma into parting her lips for his thrusting tongue. She moaned Bailey’s name as he deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue deeper into her mouth, tasting and consuming her with every single stroke. His fingers threaded through the dark strands of her hair as Bailey pulled Karisma harder against his sculpted frame. She shivered as long, strong fingers caressed her bottom. The full cheeks of her ass seemed to tingle as Malik’s hands coasted up her backside to tease the small of her back. The calloused pads of his digits danced upon the sensitive flesh of her lower back before skirting up her spine to tantalize her nape. “Oh gods.” She broke off Bailey’s kiss and turned to press her lips against Malik’s full mouth. Malik’s tongue plunged deep into her mouth as his hands moved to cup her ass. She shuddered when Bailey snaked his hands between their intertwined bodies to cup her breasts. Even though her clothes provided a barrier between their flesh, Karisma felt Bailey’s touch deeply. His fingers toyed with the swollen tips and elicited a moan from the depth of her soul. Fire seemed to snake from her breasts to pool in her abdomen. It was like Bailey had a chain that connected her breasts to her pussy. The muscles of her vaginal passage fluttered with every tug on her nipples. And the way Malik tangled his tongue with hers made the butterflies in her belly soar and attempt aerial tricks. Karisma broke off Malik’s kiss and took a step back. Her back collided with Bailey’s hard chest. Malik looked down at her, surprise in his eyes. The shock turned to pleasure when Karisma reached out and grasped the edges of his open dress shirt. She pulled the fabric off of his mountainous shoulders. “Worried, were you?” she murmured before she lowered her head and pressed her lips against one pec. She felt, rather than heard, Bailey take a step back. She followed him, rolling her hips against the other man’s thighs in a sensual movement that told of the heat thickening between the folds of her sex.
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Karisma was itchy. Needy. She wanted any and all contact she could get with the two men. She turned to the left and flicked her tongue against the swollen tip of one flat, brown nipple. Malik reached out and thrust his fingers into the mass of her hair. He held her to his chest and groaned deeply as she continued to tongue him. “Gods, I can’t believe how good that feels.” Karisma bit the slick metal nipple ring and tugged it lightly. Malik’s fingers dug so harshly into her hair she winced. He immediately let go. “Damn, I’m sorry.” She shook her head as she pulled at the waist of his denims. He almost reluctantly took a step forward, moving closer to her. “I kind of like the pain,” she murmured softly as she worked on the fastenings on his bottoms. “You do?” Malik’s voice was gruff, dark, and painfully intoxicating. She glanced over her shoulder and caught Bailey’s swirling blue gaze as she knelt to worked Malik’s jeans down his slim hips. “Oh, yeah. Sometimes a little pain can be a good thing.” Malik gave her a slow smile that made her belly muscles do back flips and handstands before lifting his head and looking at Bailey. “I told you she was perfect.” Karisma stilled at his words and the ardent tone in his voice. “You think so?” she said as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around the stalk of Malik’s long, thick cock. She gave it a tentative squeeze and wrung out a groan that sounded as though it had come from the deepest recesses of the panther’s chest. Malik knelt beside her and brushed his soft lips against hers. She immediately opened her mouth for his questing tongue. She could feel Bailey undressing as he stood beside them. After several pleasure-filled moments, Malik broke off the wicked kiss. “I know so, Karisma.” He lifted her hand and placed it around Bailey’s turgid cock. She stared in Malik’s glittering gaze as she curled her fingers around Bailey’s length. She inched her way toward the ruddy head of the werewolf’s cock. One drop of pre-cum leaked from the single slit in the plum-sized hood. She hardened her tongue and swiped it over the unseeing eye in his cockhead.
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“That’s it, Kitty girl,” Malik murmured as his hand moved over her torso, teasing the sensitive mounds of her breasts, skimming over the softly rounded curve of her belly before sliding underneath her dress to dip into her panties. His long, blunt fingers rested just above the part in her sex. If he moved just a little lower… “You want it deeper, don’t you, Kitty?” Karisma lifted her gaze to find Bailey watching her with half-lidded passionglazed eyes. He’d groaned the words in a tone that spoke volumes. She nodded her head slightly in agreement before taking him deeper into her mouth. Almost immediately Malik gave her what she needed, stroking his fingers past the parted, fleshy lips of her cunt to tease the entrance to her sheath. She gasped around Bailey’s length as Malik’s touch made her shiver in pleasure. Although the panther’s fingers had brought her sensual bliss, his touch was not nearly enough. She dipped her head forward and fluttered her tongue against the underside of Bailey’s swollen length as she swallowed more of his cock. She felt the slick hardness of Malik’s teeth against her right ear as he delved his fingers deeper into her pussy. He nipped the fleshy lobe and growled into her ear, “You’re learning, Kitty girl.” Karisma wasn’t sure whether it was Malik’s more intimate penetration or the erotic implications of his words, but she felt her body rushing toward completion. She groaned around Bailey’s cock. By the gods, she needed him to touch her clit. Play with it. Tease it. Give her that final push that would allow her to fly. Karisma pulled back and wrapped both of her hands around Bailey. She tightened her hold, giving him just enough of the friction needed for his utmost pleasure. Then she flicked her tongue against the slit in his cock in a staccato rhythm that made the werewolf’s breath catch. When the turgid length in her hands started to pulse to the beat of her heart, Karisma switched her tactics, alternating between suckling the head and fluttering her tongue against the sensitive area just beneath the rounded bottom edge of his cockhead.
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Yes! The single word thundered through Karisma’s mind when she felt Malik plunge two fingers deep into her sheath. The downward slope of his fingers forced his hand to brush against her clitoris, teasing the turgid bud into an explosive reaction that seemed to echo throughout her cunt. It wasn’t an orgasm but the quake had been pretty close. She doubled her efforts to bring Bailey pleasure, knowing Malik would do the same for her. Karisma felt the rasp of Malik’s teeth on her earlobe again and then he was suckling the flesh as he plunged his fingers in and out of her cunt, making sure to caress her clitoris with every stroke. By the gods… by the gods, I’m coming! “Harder, Malik. I want to feel her scream around my cock.” If anything, Bailey’s words, growled in his distinctive Irish brogue, seemed to spur her orgasm on, forcing it to increase in power until Karisma had no choice but to scream in pleasure around the engorged length of his thick cock as a tsunami of satisfaction washed through her. Malik didn’t slow down his pace as Karisma’s release pounded through her. No, instead he increased it and deepened his thrusts, just as Bailey had demanded. Her already intense orgasm doubled in power until Karisma was forced to release Bailey’s cock and sob out her satisfaction. “Goddess… please, no more.” The slick sound of flesh moving through flesh cut through the air just as the last waves of Karisma’s orgasm ebbed. She groaned slowly when Malik fully pulled his fingers from her sheath. Damp fingers curled around her rounded waist and lifted her from her knees. Reluctantly she stood. “You don’t really want us to stop, do you?” Bailey’s words drifted to her a moment before his soft lips pressed against her collarbone. Karisma shook her head. “No. No, I don’t want you two to stop.” The truth was she never wanted the pleasure to end.
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“Look at me, Kitty.” It took Karisma every ounce of her strength to open her eyes and gaze at Bailey. “I want you to tell me you want this… want us, because once Malik and I start we won’t stop until all three of us are satisfied.” Heat rose within her at his scorching words. At the thoughts his statement birthed. She nodded her head jerkily as her previously satisfied body was filled with lust. “Say it, Karisma. I need to hear you say the words.” Her tongue dragged across the fuller flesh of her bottom lip as she looked into Bailey’s eyes. Everything he was feeling showed in his eyes. He wanted her with a desperation that threatened to tear apart his control. Yet he needed to make sure that Karisma was entirely aware of what she was agreeing to. She lifted her gaze slightly and caught sight of Malik standing a few feet behind Bailey. Karisma could feel promising pulses of desire emanating off of his tall, strong form. He wanted her just as badly as Bailey did. They were two of the most beautiful men she’d ever stumbled across. And they wanted her, treated her as though she was Aphrodite herself. “I want you, Bailey. I want you and Malik.” Scooping her into his arms, Bailey flashed her a smile that brought to mind wicked nights between satin sheets. Karisma glanced over her shoulder as he strode through the room. Bailey altered his path just as she spotted the large table she’d specifically ordered for her new job at Rookery. It was wide and long, large enough to accommodate an abundant array of fabric bolts, pattern books, and sewing utilities. It was cleared at the moment. The perfect place for a threesome as far as she was concerned. Bailey lightly placed her upon the table. She reached for him immediately. He lowered his head and brushed his lips against hers in a slow, almost comforting back and forth rhythm. “Now that you got me, don’t play with me,” she whispered before capturing his lips in a hard kiss. Her tongue thrust into his mouth. Bailey met her halfway there. His
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tongue moved forward to slide over hers. As she kissed him deeply, Karisma ran her hands over the firm muscles of his upper body. Down his shoulders. Up his arms. Across his back. She cupped the taut muscles of his perfect ass. He groaned into her mouth. She heard his plea and dug her nails lightly into the sculpted flesh. Bailey jerked and pressed the hard length of his cock against her sheath. Karisma shuddered as the mass of her hair was lifted to expose her back. She was suddenly sensually aware of the cool air circulating through the room. “Feeling neglected over here,” Malik whispered against her nape before pressing a kiss to the top of her spine. Bailey pulled back, breaking off their kiss. She turned and caught Malik’s gaze. His smile was both mischievous and sexy before he lowered his head and pressed his mouth to hers. She turned into his kiss until she was kneeling before him, feasting on the sweet taste of his mouth as though she had never tasted sugar before. And the truth was she hadn’t. At least nothing as sweet as the Kanakis men’s kisses. Each male was different, but they had one thing in common: they knew how to drive her right to the edge of pleasure with their kisses. Deft hands moved to untie the belt on her button down khaki dress. Bailey quickly undid her buttons. Malik helped her shrug out of the suddenly constrictive material. She sighed when the dress fell to the tabletop. Malik tore his lips from Karisma’s with a groan. He leaned his forehead against hers for two seconds. Eyes closed, Karisma smiled to herself as the giant panther tried to gather himself. “You go straight to my head, sweetheart,” he said gruffly. It was as though he knew what she was thinking. Bailey’s ardent hands moved over the curve of her ass. She turned and stared at his handsome face. It was chiseled with desire as he stared at her bottom. He slowly
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lifted his head and looked at her face. Holding her gaze, he pulled her panties down her hips, inch by tantalizing inch until they pooled at her knees. “Stand up, sweetheart.” She chewed her lip as she did what he’d requested. He removed her panties so that she stood before them wearing only her bra. She started to reach behind her for the straps when Malik shook his head. Coffee brown dreads moved through the thick air. “No, that would be our pleasure.” He held out his hand. She took it and knelt back down on the tabletop. She watched the slow lift of his arm as he reached out for her bra strap. He peeled it down her left arm. When his warm fingers brushed against the curve of her full breast she shuddered. She closed her eyes when he slid the second strap down. Her lips parted on a gasp when he reached behind her and unsnapped her bra’s closing. “Oh goddess, yes,” Karisma moaned at the first feel of Malik’s hot, wet mouth on her breast. He wrapped his firm lips around the tip and alternated between suckling her nipple and sweeping his tongue back and forth across the turgid bud. The table shook slightly as Bailey joined her and Malik. She sighed his name when his body pressed intimately against hers. Karisma turned her head and caught Bailey’s gaze. “Can I have a taste?” he murmured softly. She nodded her head, unable to do anything more. Her eyes closed when Bailey placed a tender kiss to the puckered skin of her areola. Karisma threaded her fingers through both shifters’ hair and held them to her. The hot, wet feel of their mouths seemed to echo through the slick folds of her sheath. “Please,” she groaned when she felt she could take no more sensual torture. Her body was alive and on fire. Karisma desperately needed them to bank the flames. Almost in unison both removed their mouths from her breasts. Despite her request, she immediately felt bereft. There had been a level of intimacy in their touch that she had not known existed until it was gone. Before she could voice the objection on her tongue, Karisma found herself on her back, legs splayed open.
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She attempted to sit up, but only managed to get on her elbows. Strong determined golden hands pressed at her shoulders. At the same time Bailey lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers. She opened for his wet, agile tongue immediately. Her gasp of pleasure was caught in the cavern of their latched mouths when Malik ran the slightly rough pad of his unique tongue down her drenched slit. Malik’s intimate kiss made Karisma very aware of just how wet both men had made her. Bailey broke off their kiss and lowered his mouth to her throat just as Malik drifted south. She felt his tongue swipe around the entrance to her sex. Her legs jerked at the decadent wet feel of his mouth. Spasms seemed to start deep in her gut before snaking south to fill in her sex. She closed her eyes and clenched her fingers in Bailey’s hair. He grunted his appreciation and moved his head just a little lower. Karisma groaned his name at the wicked feel of his sweet, moist mouth over her nipple. Fingers tightened on her other nipple. Bailey plucked and tweaked the swollen, sensitive bud as he suckled her. Feral fire filled her limbs. What she’d felt earlier at their touch didn’t even begin to compare to the pleasurable emotions running through her at that moment. She felt like she’d been waiting for an honest release since Jae had touched her. She’d brought herself to several orgasms in that time, but none of them had done more than quiet her body for a few hours. No, she was craving the touch of a man, but not any man would do. She needed Bailey. She needed Malik. The day Karisma spent in Jae’s arms had not been that long ago, but her body felt every hour, every minute, and every second. Karisma felt as though she had been waiting years to come for the Kanakis men. “Fuck!” she grunted as her legs jerked against Malik. He was licking her ardently, like she was a lollipop he couldn’t get enough of. It was a heady experience that left Karisma no choice but to fall under the sensual spell he’d woven.
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“Oh, goddess. Yes!” she screamed as her vaginal muscles tightened in orgasmic pleasure. She shuddered beneath both men, feeling her orgasm grow in depth and intensity as Malik continued to lick her. Bailey’s suckling became more vigorous, as he pulled more of her heavy, aching orb into the wet, hot cavern of his mouth. And just when Karisma thought she couldn’t take any more she exploded. Her already intense orgasm went from building momentum to exploding like the Fourth of July fireworks. “No more. No more,” she sobbed as she shivered through Malik’s oral lovemaking. With one long, flickering lick, Malik lifted his head from between her thighs. She took in big gulps of air as she tried to find her balance. But the act didn’t seem worth the effort, especially since Bailey had yet to release her breast. She started to sigh in relief when her nipple met cool air. Her groan cut through the pungent, sex-scented atmosphere when he moved farther to the right and captured her other nipple. “We’re not done with you yet, Karisma.” Slumberous eyes lifted to find Malik looming over them. She held his gaze for a moment and bit her lips. He looked very much the panther intent on claiming his prize. Intent on claiming her. “Any protests?” Bailey freed her nipple with a soft pop. Both men stared at her with a mixture of anticipation and anxiousness on their faces. Karisma found she could not disappoint them. She could not disappoint herself. “No. I meant what I said. I want you both.” “Thank the gods,” Malik said with a groan and placed the plum-shaped head of his cock against her sheath. He stared into her eyes as he slowly pressed his way forward. She gasped when he was fully embedded deep inside of her and closed her eyes to savor the feeling of completeness. For a moment the constant ache that had surfaced when Karisma first met Aleka disappeared. Until the phoenix appeared she had not realized she was missing something in her life. But then, as Malik filled her to the brim, she felt like she’d found that missing element.
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She lifted her hips and elicited a groan from Malik. “Make love to me,” she whispered to Malik even as she turned to Bailey. The werewolf knelt beside her head, heavy cock bobbing in the air. She wrapped her fingers around his length and placed a hard kiss to his cockhead. He jerked in her grasp just as Malik withdrew from her sheath. Karisma looked up and stared into Bailey’s eyes as she wrapped her lips around him. Malik thrust into her full of power and passion. She moaned her pleasure. The sound seemed to echo through her womb as it vibrated around Bailey’s pulsing cock. Karisma opened her mouth wider and took him deeper down her throat as she marveled at the feeling of Malik plunging deep into her pussy. Oh… fuck… She closed her eyes, focused on Bailey’s cock and breathing through her mouth as pleasure pounded through her cunt. She was coming and she was coming hard. Yes. Yes. Oh, fuck yes! She pulled Bailey from her lips, looked down her torso and held Malik’s gaze as he plundered her pussy. “That’s it, Kitty. Come for me. Keep… coming… for… me.” She rocked her hips back and forth, meeting Malik thrust for thrust. The wicked sound of sex and desire filled the air as they rocked back and forth, desperately trying to reach that point of ultimate physical satisfaction. Realizing she was ignoring one of her lovers, Karisma began vigorously palming Bailey from root to tip. He reached down and plucked her nipple. She groaned and further constricted her fingers around the werewolf. Hearing the implicit plea in her actions, Bailey started tweaking her nipple more earnestly. Every touch of his fingers around her nipple sent red-hot coals of desire through her sheath. Never before had she had a lover pay so much attention to her breasts. Karisma quickly discovered she loved the attention. Her nipples were almost painfully sensitive. Her cunt was tender. Together they meant she was seconds from reaching her release. And then just when she had started to despair that it was too elusive, Karisma’s orgasm tore through her. The sound of a
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woman’s scream sliced through the pungent air as her body bowed. Instinctively, she tightened her hand round Bailey’s cock as her cunt broke out in spasms around Malik. “Oh, Hades,” Karisma groaned when she caught her breath. Talk about explosive. Another curse drifted from her swollen lips when Malik slipped from her. She immediately felt bereft. She started to lean up on her elbows when she felt Bailey moving behind her. He came to kneel beside Malik. The panther leaned forward and placed a soft kiss against Bailey’s lips. It was a lover’s tender kiss of comfort. She smiled, enjoying the glimpse into their private world. She was moving toward them before she knew it. Her arms wrapped around both men’s broad shoulders, bringing them closer to her. They turned as one to her. They glanced at one another and then Bailey pressed his lips against hers. The passion that had just been satisfied came back to life, maybe even hungrier than before. She closed her eyes as his mouth moved over hers, teasing, tempting, and pleasing her with every thrust. But before she could truly delve into the kiss, Bailey broke it off. Karisma opened her eyes and found Malik watching her with heated green eyes. “Gods, you’re gorgeous,” he growled before lowered his head and capturing her lips. His tongue stroked into her mouth with intent and conquered whatever resistance she might have felt. She moaned and leaned into Malik’s demanding kiss as his tongue plundered her mouth. Her hands lifted and her fingers tightened in the silky strands of his dreaded hair. The unique feel of his hair running through her fingers made his kiss feel all the more intimate, made it all the more devastating. Somewhere along the way the kiss began to affect Malik as deeply as it touched her. His incisors descended and her tongue stroked over the sharp points. Unable to keep her curiosity and need at bay, Karisma teased and tongued them. One pricked her and their kiss was colored by the distinctive coppery flavor of blood. More than anything, this elicited renewed passion for Malik. His fingers drifted down her back, torturing the nerve endings of her spine before they
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reached her ass. He lifted her and rubbed the already hardened length of his cock against her slick folds. “I’m coming back for seconds,” he groaned against her lips before placing her back onto the table. Karisma blinked at his actions. She was swimming in a vast pool of liquid desire and he’d left her to tread the water alone. But not for long. She smiled when Bailey stepped between her thighs, taking up the space Malik had vacated. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for this moment,” he groaned before moving his lips across hers. She understood the feeling. Bailey was the first of the Kanakis men she’d started dating. They’d met over a year ago, but hadn’t crossed that friendship line for several months. And when they had, the sensual connection had been immediate. But they’d decided to take things slow. It had made sense at the time because she was fresh out of a bad relationship. And then she’d met Jae. She hadn’t wanted to sleep with Bailey when she was starting to feel things for Jae. She knew now that the months she’d spent falling for each and all of the Kanakis men only made her hunger burn more brightly, more deeply. “I feel like I’ve been waiting forever too.” Bailey broke off their wicked kiss to flash Karisma a slow, heated smile. “Then I suggest we make it worth the wait. Right, Kitty?” She nodded her head even as she opened her thighs wider. Bailey held his cock in his hand for a moment, palming it as he stared at her pussy. “Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he growled before placing his cock at the entrance to her sheath. She wiggled her hips and gasped his name when he thrust deep into her. “By Hera,” Karisma moaned. For a moment neither of them did a thing but breathe in the other’s presence. And then he withdrew. Bailey surged forward. Her moans turned to a dark cry and her nails raked down his back. She was hot, sticky, and full of heat. Her skin felt too tight and her body felt as though it was all nerves. And every nerve ending was focused on Bailey. “Fuck me.”
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He grinned. “Sweetheart, I plan to.” She turned her head and caught Malik’s gaze. He stood beside Bailey. He slowly lowered his dark head and captured her lips. Karisma groaned into Malik’s kiss as Bailey slid out of her. Her every gasp, her every scream was captured by Malik’s lips as Bailey thrust in and out of her cunt in a steady rhythm that left her needing more. “That’s it, Kitty. Come on… come for me.” Her nails dug into the tense, slick skin of Bailey’s shoulders and broke through. Her legs started to jerk as her cunt began to spasm around Bailey’s cock. She tore her lips away from Malik’s. She was coming and she was coming hard. “By the gods… by the gods… By… The… GODS!” she screamed as her body exploded. Karisma stared into Bailey’s bright eyes as pleasure like she’d never experienced tore through her body. She was gasping for breath, trying to find some kind of grounding but all she felt was endless satisfaction. After what felt like an eternity of aftershocks, her pleasure ebbed and her contractions stopped. “Oh, yeah!” Bailey said before plunging back into her. She turned to look into Malik’s eyes but he was staring at Bailey. Almost in slow motion Bailey turned to Malik. She watched, wide-eyed, chest heaving from exertion, as they slowly moved toward one another. Full lips met a lush mouth. Tongues tangled and Bailey slammed into her. Her right thigh slid between both men as Bailey plunged into her repeatedly. “Fuck me,” she grunted as the new contractions tightened her sheath. “Yes… yes… yes,” Bailey whispered against Malik’s lips as he jerked against her. “By Zeus,” she moaned as she threw her head back. Her sex tightened at the feel of Bailey’s release. After she’d caught her breath, Karisma opened her eyes to find both men watching her with lust-darkened eyes. Bailey leaned forward and smiled. “We always knew you were special, Karisma,” he whispered before brushing his lips across hers, in a soft, tender kiss. He pulled back as Malik moved forward. He kissed her slowly, tangling his tongue with hers for a breathless moment. “Thank you, Kitty… for loving us.”
Chapter Seven Roses “What are you doing here?” Aleka felt his lips turn down in a frown at the hard tone to Karisma’s voice. He had been expecting a warmer greeting. He mentally growled. He should have known better than to predict Karisma’s actions. The female faerie reminded him all too well of Las Vegas. Not only was she unpredictable, but everything always ended up in her favor. Where Karisma was concerned, the house definitely always won. He highly suspected it was because she held all the cards in their relationship. He and his three pack mates were dependent upon her for their happiness. If she told them to take a hike, they were doomed. The knowledge did not put him in a good mood. “For some reason I thought you would be pleased to see me. Imagine that.” She chewed her luscious full bottom lip. “I’m… sorry. I shouldn’t be taking my frustration out on you,” she groaned before flopping down at her large drawing desk. “I’ve been at these designs all day long.” She pointed to a crumpled pile of brightly streaked sheets of paper. “Uh huh. I take it the designs are not coming out the way you imagined them in your mind.” She ran her fingers through her hair. “It’s like my mind and hands are not connected. I can’t seem to get the picture here out there.” She pointed to her forehead before slumping back on the table. “Maybe you just need to… talk things through. Sometimes when Malik and I are designing we talk out our frustrations and suddenly figure out what was off and correct it.”
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She slowly lifted her hair and looked at him from the mass of curls. “You want me to talk through my designs with you?” “I want to be part of every inch of your life, Karisma. I’d be willing to settle for talking about your designs.” Her eyes widened and Aleka got the distinct impression that he’d just shocked the hell out of her. “I don’t get you.” He smiled. “I don’t understand why. I’m not a difficult man.” She snorted and stood up. He watched her long legs as she walked down the length of the table to the small stack of discarded drawings. He couldn’t help imagining them wrapped around his waist as he thrust into her tight sheath. “Let me get this straight. You don’t want your mate to work, but you want to talk me through my designs for my latest collection.” His gaze snapped up at the cold tone to her words. Whereas Karisma had been irritated when she’d walked in to find Aleka standing in her work room, now she was livid. Every man knew that tone of voice and he didn’t know what he’d done to garner that response. “What is wrong with you?” She unwrinkled one sheet. “You are what’s wrong with me. You keep sending me mixed messages and then wonder why I’m confused.” He peered at her curiously. “Are you feeling… well?” She dropped the sheet and placed her hands on her hips. “Oh, so I have to be sick to question you?” Shit! What had he said to get the-hands-on-the-hips move? “That’s not what I was saying.” He’d really been trying to figure out if Karisma was on her period. She was acting… “Well…?” “Forget about it.” “Oh no! Now, I want to talk about this.” “Well, I don’t want to talk about this.”
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“Why? Because it matters to me?”
“Kitty…”
“It’s Karisma. Don’t call me that.” She glared at him. “If we were to get mated,
and that’s a big assumption, what would you expect from me?” He stilled. She’d never actually talked about them mating. Once Karisma had found out about his pack mates, she’d simply denied the presence of any attraction on her part. But now…
“You’d pledge your allegiance and affection to us and we would do the same to
you. We’d be, for lack of a better word, soul mates for life.” “And in your world do soul mates have jobs?” “What do you mean? All four of us work.” “Funny, and here I thought there would be five people in this new mated pack.” “You don’t need to work, Karisma. We’d be able to support you.” Her glare hardened. And he knew he’d said the wrong thing, but for the life of him, Aleka couldn’t figure out what he’d said that angered her. “I don’t need you to support me. I’m a grown-ass faerie. I can take care of myself.” “Karisma?” he said cautiously. Aleka could feel a storm brewing and he had no idea how to stave it off. “Oh, shut up. I know a relationship isn’t all roses, but you’re taking this too far, Aleka.” She gathered up the pile of papers and held them against her chest. “What… are… you… talking… about?” “With you I feel there is no compromise. You need to have your way and I can’t live that way. My career means a lot to me.” “More than us?” She gave him a tight smile. “You just don’t get it. I shouldn’t have to choose. Just because I have a business, a career, doesn’t mean I can’t be your mate, can’t be your wife.”
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“There are four of us in the pack. Four males. A relationship with us is going to take a lot of time and energy…” “So much energy that my company is going to have to not only take a backseat, but cease to exist? Are you and Malik going to stop designing furniture? Is Bailey going to stop designing websites and will Jae stop being an architect if we get together?” “Damn it! Kitty, you’re not being reasonable.” “Aren’t I? There are plenty of women who are mated with jobs.” “How many of them come home to four men, four different Alphas with the sexual appetites to match?” If anything her glare got darker at his words, but he couldn’t help remembering the last woman who’d thought she could handle a pack and maintain her independence. The personal obligations she refused to let go of and the pack’s lust had left her broken and beaten down inside. He refused to let Karisma become that person. He refused to let that dark light enter her beautiful eyes. “Trust me when I say you can’t have both, Karisma.” She stilled. “Are you giving me an ultimatum?” “You don’t understand --” “It’s a simple question, Aleka. Are you giving me an ultimatum, yes or no?” He glared at her. She was making this harder than it had to be, making it seem as though what he was asking for was beyond unreasonable. “Is it too much to ask for a mate who will be there when we need her, one who isn’t overworked?” She gave him a cold smile. “No, it’s not too much to ask for. Too bad that mate won’t be me, Aleka.”
Chapter Eight Dangerous Wicked Things “Kitty?” She jumped at the soft, but gruff sound of Malik’s voice. She forgot about what she was holding and dropped the small container. It fell to the floor with a distinctive metal clatter. A cloud of pale pink followed in its wake as the powder in the container burst into the air. Karisma automatically gasped and sucked in air full of it. Eyes wide, lungs burning, she stepped back from the potent powder. “Are you okay?” She shook her head as Malik’s arms wrapped around her. Her chest was on fire and her limbs felt leaden. To make matters worse, her head started pounding immediately. Oh goddess, she mentally yelled. She couldn’t get the words out past the rough coughing that ensued. “Here, sit down.” She allowed Malik to lead her back to her drawing table and took a seat. He turned away the moment her bottom touched the chair, only to return seconds later with a glass of water in his hand. Karisma felt like she was holding onto a lifeline when she took that first sip of cool, comforting water. The burn in her chest subsided and the heaviness of her body seemed to lighten. After a few more gulps she felt the water clear her throat. She placed the empty glass on the table and sighed. She could breathe easily again. “Don’t!” she yelled when she saw Malik turn toward the almost sugary mess on the floor. “Don’t touch it.” He looked over one broad shoulder and lifted a dark eyebrow. “Why not?”
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“Just stay away from it.” He straightened. “Is it dangerous? Are you okay? Should we be rushing to the emergency room?” She smiled at his obvious concern. “No, it’s nothing dangerous. It’s a faerie dust potion.” Both eyebrows lifted at her confession. Faerie dust potions were notoriously potent. One needed just a little to get the job done. Saying she was playing with fire was an understatement. “So you’re trying to guarantee good sales for your line, huh?”
“Yes.”
“Have you always used dust or…”
“Am I just trying to prove something to Aleka? No, I’ve always used the dust.
It’s part of my signature,” Karisma said, finishing the train of words Malik didn’t dare speak. “I’m sorry I even asked.” “Don’t be. I’m sure Aleka told you what I said. I meant every word. I’m not giving up the career and company I’ve worked so hard to create just to be your mate.” “That’s what I came here to talk to you about.” Karisma groaned and dropped her head to the desk. She was having a bad day and the last thing she needed was a deep discussion about their relationship. “I don’t want to talk about it. Aleka gave me a choice and I made it. There’s nothing more to discuss.” “Wrong!”
She lifted her head. Stars swam before her eyes and Karisma knew she’d moved
a little too quickly. “Whether you like it or not, Karisma, we’re going to have this conversation.” She turned to Malik. She’d actually forgotten that he was there. She squinted, trying to focus on the beautiful man before her. For a moment there, he’d actually been blurry. Then her vision cleared and Karisma realized just how handsome and sexually
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attractive Malik was. She couldn’t help remembering the feel of his hands on her skin, the satisfaction he’d given her at that very table mere days ago. She stood and reached for him. Halfway to him, Karisma stilled. Why was she acting like she had no damned self-control? Holy Hades! She’d sniffed Venus, the aphrodisiac faerie dust. When applied to the skin, the dust gave the wearer sensual confidence and increased the libido. When consumed… Dear goddess, she could already feel the beginning effects of the dust and Malik was expecting her to be able to have a deep conversation about their mating when all she wanted to do was strip him naked and have her wicked way with him? She had to get him out of her studio immediately. If she didn’t… She shuddered at the thought. Malik had to go. “Look, I promise we’ll talk about this later, but right now I’m not up to it.” He stilled for a moment before rushing over to her. “Are you all right? Are you sure you don’t need to go to the clinic?” “I’m fine. I just need to lie down.” She stood and made her way to the sofa bed she’d ordered. “Just make sure to lock the door on your way out.” She took a deep breath when she reached the bed. She could hear Malik’s footsteps as he followed her to the sofa bed. She closed her eyes and prayed for patience. It was the last thing she wanted. All she could think about was stripping Malik of every inch of leather the tall, handsome masculine beauty wore. Especially now that she knew just how good making love with Malik felt. PleaseleavePleaseleavePleaseleave. “What the hell is wrong with her?” Karisma lifted her eyes to the sky in hopes of salvation at the sound of Jae’s voice. She was doomed. The moment his husky cultured voice cut through the air, passion blossomed deep between her thighs. Malik made her pussy wet. Malik and Jae made her soak her panties. She couldn’t help imagining just how great the sex would be between the three of them.
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“Great Zeus, she looks hot as hell. Maybe we should take her temperature.” Bailey barked. Someone placed a cool hand to her forehead. Karisma was burning up, but not in the way they meant. Her pussy was on fire. She kept shifting her legs, trying to ease the ache, but no amount of moving could relieve her. She wanted them. No, she desperately needed them. All of them. All at once. “Sweetheart, please open your eyes and look at me.” She gritted her teeth and shook her head. The last thing she wanted to do was open her eyes and see all three men’s handsome faces looking down at her. That would be the straw that broke the freaky camel’s back. She was keeping a tight leash on her need. Their presence made it difficult to control her desire. She could feel them, smell the saltiness of their skin, hear the erratic beats of their hearts, taste their scent on her tongue with her every breath. Karisma’s senses were working against her, determined to force her to free the fiery need. She hadn’t lost it yet, because she wasn’t looking into Malik’s smoldering green eyes, Jae’s warm midnight gaze, or Bailey’s mischievous blue eyes. “Damn it, Karisma. Say something.” “Fuck it,” she growled as she leaned on her elbows and looked at the three men bending over her. They stared at her with a mixture of fear and anxiousness on their faces. They deeply cared about her. She sat up and reached for Malik. Her fingers wrapped around several strands of his honey brown hair and tugged. He leaned forward, eyes wide in surprise. Karisma felt her lips spread into a devilish smile at the look on his face. “How do you feel?” “Hot. I’m feeling hot.” She pressed her lips to Malik’s, her mouth brushing against his slowly. For a moment time seemed to stop as the blood in her veins thickened and pulsed. And then he pulled away.
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“You’re sick. We shouldn’t be doing this.” She flashed him a smug grin. “I’m not sick. I’m horny.” His gaze flickered over her face. Karisma felt the other two men still as the depth of her confession sank in. His eyes settled on her mouth. “We came here to talk to you about what Aleka said… to explain things.” She shook her head. Heat was climbing up her neck, filling her face. She wanted satisfaction and she knew three men who could give it to her. “I don’t want to talk. I want to do… other things.” She lifted her face and moved her lips across Malik’s. This time he took what she offered and flicked his tongue against the seam of her lips. She opened for his questing tongue and groaned deeply when it forayed inside. The heat deep inside her sheath seemed to flare up at the feel of Malik’s tongue moving over hers. Her fingers threaded through his hair, moving up the strands until her nails scraped over his scalp. Malik growled darkly. His tongue moved over her teeth, danced over her tongue, and teased the inner recesses of her mouth. Karisma moaned as she broke off the kiss and took a deep, lung-filling breath. She licked her lips and tasted Malik’s sweet distinct flavor. Her gaze lifted and caught Jae’s. His deep, midnight eyes bore into hers. Malik moved to the left so she was free to peruse Jae’s long-limbed frame. Her gaze roamed over every inch of him before returning to his face. She lifted her hand and beckoned Jae. A fire literally flamed in his dark eyes and he stepped forward. He was all dragon now. Although he hadn’t physically shifted, Karisma knew there was little left of the man. Jae leaned forward and captured her lips. She moaned his name into the kiss as his hands roamed over her flesh, caressing her shoulders and her lower back before cupping her bottom. His fingers dug into her flesh almost painfully. If anything the slight sting spurred her on. Karisma sifted her fingers into his hair and held Jae to her as they kissed deeply. He kneaded her flesh as his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth. Every touch, every wet stroke, spurred her on.
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He was making her already burning desire blaze hotter. She broke off the kiss and reached between them. Before her fingers could brush against his shirt, he grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back. He transferred both of her wrists to one hand. Chest heaving, Karisma watched as Jae’s free hand returned to the area between their sweltering bodies. He lifted his gaze and held hers as he tore her shirt down the middle. She grinned at his blatant domineering behavior. “Now what?” she said with a smirk. “Mine,” he growled, releasing her wrists and pushing her back. She gasped in shock when she hit the mattress. Before she could take in another breath, Jae was above her. His lips were so close to hers, his chest pressed against her breast, and his cock teased the aching flesh between her thighs. “Mine,” he repeated. Karisma started to deny his ownership when he dipped his head and staved off any argument by kissing her hard. Potent desire flared inside of her and she found herself lifting her hips and rubbing herself against the steadily growing bulge between Jae’s thighs. When he broke off the kiss they were both breathing hard, demanding gulps of air into their starved lungs. Eyes half-lidded, lips parted, Karisma watched Jae move down her body. He parted the torn fabric that had been her shirt to reveal her lacecupped breasts. Long, golden fingers held her breasts, molded the mounds, and teased her nipples. “By the gods,” she groaned when he grasped both nipples and tugged. A lightning bolt of pleasure shot from the firm buds to her sex before exploding through her body. His fingers feel good! “Hmmm,” she moaned. Karisma was just beginning to sink into the pleasurable feeling of having Jae’s hands on her breasts when they departed. She parted her lips to
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tell him of her dissatisfaction when two new sets of hands joined them. She opened her eyes to find Malik teasing her left nipple and Bailey torturing her right. “Fuck!” Jae snaked down her body, placing kisses against her chest and stomach. She sucked in a deep breath when he reached her sheath. She was so sensitive and he was so talented when it came to oral loving, Karisma could feel her already soaked sex start leaking the creamy evidence of her desire. “Jae?” “Waited so long… no rush,” he rumbled in a voice so dark and deep it brushed over her skin. She looked down her torso and bit her bottom lip as Jae removed both her skirt and panties. He parted her legs and stared down at her. For a moment she feared he was going to change his mind about loving her. She was so far gone she didn’t think she could survive the rejection. And then with deft speed, Jae undid his pants and pulled them down his hips. The long, tanned honey gold length of his thick cock sprang forth. She licked her lips slowly and rolled her hips. Jae grasped his cock and pressed it to her sheath. Karisma rolled her hips downward, bathing the turgid length in her slick desire. “Gods,” Jae growled before surging into her with one deep, penetrating stroke. “Jae,” Karisma gasped as he filled her to the brim. She’d never felt anything like it. Her body was unusually sensitive, and every slick tissue seemed to pulse at his presence. She was shockingly aware of how deep, hard, and thick Jae’s cock was. “Oh gods, yes!” Malik and Bailey lowered their heads, capturing a nipple in each of their mouths. A keening scream was torn from her lips when Jae withdrew only to plunge back in with determined force. Surprised, Karisma opened her eyes to stare at Jae as her body tightened around his length. Her orgasm tore through her, stole her very breath and left her spent.
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Jae stilled inside of her and waited out her orgasm. She knew by the look on his face and the degree of sweat coming from his pores that it was a trying task. “Dear goddess,” she groaned after a moment. “Jae,” he growled before initiating a steady charge and retreat rhythm. Lights sparked behind Karisma’s eyelids. Sweat beaded her forehead and upper lip as pleasure pounded through her veins. Pleasure had her in its tight grip. She was coming again. And this orgasm was stronger, darker, more demanding. It left her chest burning and her lungs struggling for breath as heat poured through her body. Almost distantly, she heard Jae groan her name as he pumped into her. When the last tendrils of her powerful release swam through her, Karisma blinked up at her ceiling, too drained to do anything more. Malik and Bailey released her nipples. Her belly muscles clenched in protest. Their suckling mouths had felt so good she hated to end the pleasure. She started to sit up when Jae pulled from her slick flesh. He leaned forward and kissed her sweetly before moving to the side. She opened her eyes when their kiss ended and found Bailey watching her with heat in his cerulean gaze. He gave her a slow, wicked smile. “Round two?” she asked softly. His eyes twinkled. “How can I help but love you,” he said with a laugh before kneeling between her thighs. She instinctively lifted her head and brushed her lips against Malik’s in a slow caress. His teeth grazed her bottom lip, teasing and seducing. She parted her lips and groaned his name. His tongue swept into her mouth to tempt the sensitive inner flesh of her mouth. When they broke off the kiss, she opened her eyes and caught his swirling gaze. His eyes had darkened to a passionate emerald color. She lifted one hand and speared her fingers through his dreads. “And round three?”
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Karisma waited until he nodded his head in agreement before turning back to Bailey. “Now, make love to me, werewolf.” Bailey responded to her statement with gusto, thrusting deep into her with one stroke. “Again,” she groaned as scalding heat filled her. He began a steady charge and retreat pace that left them both breathless. Her nails clawed his back as he surged in and out of her wet heat. Bailey’s name was a shattering scream as, all too soon, she found her release. The constriction in her belly moved south and exploded deep in her channel. Her orgasm left her gasping for breath as she stared into Bailey’s gorgeous eyes. Maybe it was the sound of her screaming his name or the feel of her pussy tightening around his cock, but something Karisma did set Bailey off. His pace increased, his strokes became shallower and faster. And then he jerked into Karisma as he growled her name. She closed her eyes and lowered her head to the couch as Bailey moved from between her thighs. For several moments silence greeted her. She cracked one eye open. “Malik?” He appeared beside her. “What are you doing over there?” “Twice is a lot.” She smiled. “I’ll tell you when I’ve had too much.” She lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around Malik’s corded neck. His head lowered and his lips brushed against hers. “Hmmm,” she moaned as his tongue stabbed into her open mouth. “I need you, Malik. I need you all,” she groaned when he broke off the kiss. “I need you too, Karisma.” He made the declaration as he stepped between her splayed thighs. “How do you want it, Kitty?” She smiled. For the first time in a long time she wasn’t pissed about her nickname. “Nice and slow,” she murmured as she lifted her hips. He smiled as he slid his full length into her. “I think I can do that, Kitty girl.”
Chapter Nine Love is a Losing Game Karisma woke to find Aleka standing inside of her kitchen. For a moment she was too flabbergasted by the sight to do anything more than stare. It wasn’t every day that a girl woke after a night of mindless bliss to find a three-thousand-year-old phoenix cooking her breakfast. Karisma had more than a right to be at a loss for words. “How… how did you get in?” “A man as old as I learns a few things along the way.” She stared at him. “Huh,” she murmured after a moment. “I already made you chocolate chip pancakes. I’m working on the bacon.” He threw the words over his broad naked shoulder as he placed strips of bacon on the frying pan. Her eyes widened when she realized he was frying without a shirt on. She started to say something about an apron when he turned to her. The apron was instantly forgotten. Gods, he looked good shirtless. Karisma was immediately irritated with herself. Judging by her train of thought, one would think she hadn’t spent last night making love to three different, highly erotic men. She should have been too tired to think such things, but Naughty Karisma popped her head forward. “Good morning, sweetheart.” Aleka’s soft greeting snapped her out of her silent monologue. She watched him leave the pan on the front burner and move toward her. She watched every step he took to reach her.
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Gods be damned, she hated the morning after. She chewed her lip and tried to think about what she was going to say to him. More than that, she hated the awkward conversation she knew was coming. She could see it now: About last night? Yes, it was great, but it only happened because I was totally high on my aphrodisiac faerie dust. Karisma didn’t think he or the rest of the pack would take that too well. She groaned as she rubbed her hands over her face. She could feel a migraine coming on. Last night had been a big mistake. She’d known at the time that she was going to regret her actions, but she hadn’t been able to stop herself. And she knew enough about the Kanakis men that Aleka’s presence did not bode well. He probably thought she had forgiven him and forgotten all about wanting to keep working after she was mated. “Aleka?” “Don’t worry. I didn’t make you any bacon. I haven’t forgotten that you don’t eat meat.” “That’s not --” She shook her head. “We need to talk… about last night.” He grinned at her. “I was truly worried when I left you two days ago… worried that I’d foolishly pushed you aside. I’m so glad that the other guys were able to convince you to change your mind.” Karisma’s jaw dropped. “I never said anything about changing my mind.” “What do you mean, you never changed your mind?” “Yesterday was just… sex.” She felt like a bitch saying the words, but she most definitely had not changed her mind about Karismatic Venus, her clothing line. “How can you say that? You made love to them and now you want to call it just sex?” “You weren’t there. You don’t know what happened, but I’m telling you we fucked. It was hot, sweaty, and nasty sex.” “When the hell did you become a bitch?”
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Karisma stepped back, feeling as though she had been sucker punched. She didn’t feel great about what she was saying, but it was the truth. She loved the Kanakis men, every single one of them, but she could not be the woman Aleka wanted her to be. She understood herself well enough to know that she could not be a stay-at-home wife. She needed Karismatic Venus. It was her therapy, her best friend, and the part of her soul that wasn’t consumed by her love for Aleka, Bailey, Malik, and Jae. She stared at Aleka in shock. “You conceited bastard. You think after a night spent in their arms I’m just going to give up my career? To what? Spend my life as your barefoot and pregnant mate?” His handsome face hardened. “Are four men not good enough for you?” She took a step back, feeling like she’d been slapped in the face. Had the blond brute totally forgotten the last conversation they’d had about her company? “You know nothing about it if you even think it’s okay to utter that question to me.” She turned and strode toward her door. She was reaching for the golden knob when a knock sounded. She didn’t bother asking who it was. She had a good idea who was standing on the other side of her door. She opened it wide and pointed at the blond brute standing in the middle of her suddenly tainted suite. “Take him and leave. All of you.” Absolute silence greeted her. For one moment Karisma feared she had overestimated the Kanakis pack. She hadn’t bothered to look at who was standing in the doorway. For all she knew, Karisma was yelling at the cleaning lady. “What did you go and do now?” Bailey growled out in a voice that was so animalistic Karisma felt a slight shudder of apprehension run through her. She glanced at the men still standing in the hall. Bailey and Jae were glaring at Aleka while Malik was watching her cautiously. She looked away, unable to hold the panther’s searching gaze. “Take him and go,” she said again before striding across the sitting area. She stopped just before she reached the kitchenette. “I mean it. I want you all gone by the time I come out. I’m done with you. I’m tired of playing your games. I’m tired of being your toy.”
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Karisma managed to keep her emotions in check until she was able to close the bathroom door behind her. She glanced at the shower radio/CD player she’d brought with her from home. She lifted her hand and moved it through the air. The music started playing immediately. Thankfully, the last CD she’d placed in it was from an up-tempo pop artist. Saying she wasn’t in the mood for a slow love song was the understatement of the year. She’d had enough of men.
Chapter Ten Hurt Again Karisma tore open the bottle of aspirin and popped four horse pills into her mouth. She was having a bad month. She tried to stop herself from thinking about exactly why she was having a bad month. Unfortunately she couldn’t stop the thought from surfacing. She missed her pack mates. She missed the Kanakis men desperately. Karisma had started regretting her decision to break off their relationship the moment the men had walked out of her suite, but she’d known there was no helping it. She wanted them, but she could never be the woman they wanted. And the pain she felt knowing she could never be the woman that completed them… “Damn it,” she cursed savagely as she reached for her water glass. Her fingers had just curled around the cup when the doorbell chimed. She lifted her eyes heavenward and prayed it was room service before taking several big gulps of water to wash the medicine down. She’d ordered a bottle of scotch the moment she got home. As far as she was concerned, she had earned the alcohol. She stopped in front of the door and stood on the tips of her toes. She’d learned her lesson about opening the door without checking the keyhole. Karisma groaned when she saw who was on the other side of the door. “For the love of gods and goddesses. Can’t I get a break?” she muttered as she unlocked her apartment door.
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She stood in the doorway and glanced at her grandmother, mother, and sister, and considered mass murder. After a moment she managed to formulate words. “What are you guys doing here?” She was pleasantly surprised to find she didn’t sound nearly as pissed as she was. Her mother, the oblivious one, patted her on the shoulder and shook her head slowly. “Don’t worry, Kitty dear. Nothing is wrong. We just came to surprise you.” “Well, you accomplished your goal. I can honestly say I’m pretty surprised to see you guys.” Karla stepped forward. “Yeah, I told Mama you’d be mad. Guess I was wrong, huh?” she said with a mischievous smile. The heifer knew damned well Karisma was ready to blow a gasket. She was just stoking the flames of her fiery anger. “Kari?” Karisma turned and caught her grandmother’s gaze. Bright green eyes stared up at her. Her grandmother took her hand and sandwiched it between her two smaller hands. Warmth and comfort filled her immediately. She patted Karisma’s hand and smiled at her before turning away. With weary eyes, Karisma watched her grandmother walk deeper into her suite. There was a moment there when she could have sworn her grandmother was speaking with her eyes. Either way Karisma got the message loud and clear. Her Nana knew something was wrong and they were going to have a conversation later to figure out how to rectify things. Normally, she was a fan of such conversations, but Karisma’s week had not been anything close to normal. She sighed. Honestly, for the last two weeks she had been expecting some sort of confrontation from her grandmother. She and Nana had been talking regularly since she broke up with the Kanakis pack. And Nana had definitely noticed the change in her behavior. And during the last few conversations Nana had tried to get Karisma to tell her the source of her behavioral change. And now an impromptu visit. Her grandmother was definitely concerned. “Here, why don’t you and your mother go put my bags in the second room?” Nana murmured softly to Karla.
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Karisma gawked at her. Her grandmother rarely stayed with them when she came to visit… and Karisma didn’t have a second room. “You’re in for it now,” Karla called before lugging the suitcases into her room. “Your mother and sister are going to dinner, but I’m not really up for it,” Nana said just as Karla went into the hall. “Well, I’ve… uh… got plenty we could eat here.” “Good,” she said with a wide grin. “Now Kimberly, I suggest you and Karla head off to dinner and leave me and Karisma here to… rest.” Her mother smiled. “You mean have girl talk,” she said with a smirk before striding toward Karisma’s bedroom. She returned several moments later with Karla behind her. “Here,” Nana said. There was a gold card in her hand. One eyebrow lifted on her mother’s face. “You do realize, Deidre, that this means we’ll be going somewhere really nice for dinner.” Nana shrugged and smiled widely. “One of the perks of my grandmother status.” Karla grabbed the card and pressed a kiss to her grandmother’s cheek. “Thanks, Nana. Come on, Mom. I’m hungry.” Karisma watched her mother and sister walk out of her suite, feeling like they were leaving her to float adrift. The moment the door closed behind them, Nana turned to her. “What is his name?” She feigned a nonchalant shrug. “What are you talking about?” Nana snorted, like actually snorted. “I’ve been around the block long enough to know when a woman is lovesick. And you, sweetheart, are lovesick.” Karisma turned and strode toward her kitchen. Goddess, she really needed a drink. “I am not lovesick,” she growled as she reached low and pulled a bottle from her wine rack. She’d been going through her stock fast of late. “Karisma, my dear, what is his name? And what did you do to push him away?” She slowly placed the bottle on the counter. “Want something to drink?”
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“Kitty?”
“I really wish people would stop calling me that!” She jammed the wine opener’s
screw into the bottle top. “Have you tried talking to him? Maybe you two can work things out.” She popped the cork with an angry jerk. “Five,” she said harshly. “Excuse me?” “There are four men at issue. A pack, actually, and I’m apparently their mate. All of their mates. Still want me to work things out?” Nana stared at her. “A pack… four men… you’re their mate?” she choked out. “If that wasn’t enough to deal with, they want me to quit designing clothes. As if I would give up my company for four overbearing, stupid ass males.” “Huh.” Her grandmother pulled a chair aside and plopped down at the dinette set. “Let me get this straight,” she said after a moment. “You’re the mate to four males.” “Yes.” “That’s… uh… a lot to handle.” Karisma snorted. Her grandmother had no idea. “Please tell me it’s not a werewolf pack. Wolves are notorious…” “Lovers,” Karisma said, filling in her grandmother’s blank. “No, it’s just a pack that includes a werewolf.” “Now you lost me.” “They are a formed pack.” “Oh my gods, you’re mated to rejects,” she said in abject horror. “They are not rejects!” Her grandmother snorted. “They are rejects. Rejects form their own packs. You know what it takes to get kicked out of a pack? I’ll tell you. Deviancy is required. You’re mated to rejected deviants.” “Don’t call them that.” “Why?”
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“Because the men I love are not deviants or rejects. They are great, kind, sweet men. They probably left the pack because it was filled with assholes.” Karisma glanced at Nana and froze. Her grandmother was looking back at her with smug satisfaction. “What?” “You love them.” She squirmed inside and turned from her grandmother’s knowing gaze. Where the hell was that damned glass anyway? “Karisma?” She turned slowly. She knew that tone. It was the one that dared you to do something she didn’t like. Nana was in full grandma mode. She chewed her lip and stared at her grandmother. Nana lifted one snow white eyebrow. “Okay, yes I love them. I don’t know why since they are all assholes, but I love them.” Nana grinned. “So why aren’t you with them?” “Because sometimes love isn’t enough.”
Chapter Eleven Lost and Found “I thought you would never come.” “I’m still not so sure it’s a good idea to be here. Your granddaughter has made her choice.” Deidre Knowles smiled. “Are you happy with that choice?” “No, we are not.” Her grin widened as she took in the men standing beside him. Aleka was painfully aware of how his mates felt about his ultimatum. It had been a month since anyone had a kind word to say to him. And the words they said to one another were not much better. Their pack was falling apart without Karisma. “We can’t survive without her. We want our mate back.” “Well, then, that’s the answer I’m looking for.” “Will you help us?” She stood. “I can’t really do that, now could I? Karisma might find out and then be angry with me.” The room became painfully quiet. Aleka just barely stifled the urge to growl in disappointment. They needed her help. Karisma was not talking to them and had let her hotel security know that the Kanakis men were not allowed anywhere near her. He watched Mrs. Knowles march to the door, feeling like she was taking his happiness with him. She stopped right in front of him. “Thank you for meeting with me.” “Of course.” Somehow he managed to keep the sullenness he felt out of his tone. Instead, Aleka plastered a smile on his face and shook her hand. He stilled when her fingers slid across his palm. His gaze drifted to her hand before flickering to her face.
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She was Karisma’s grandmother, all right. She had that same smug look Karisma got when she accomplished something grand. She pulled her hand from his and walked out of the room, but not before calling out, “Good luck, boys. I want you to win, but something tells me you’re going to need all the help you can get.”
Chapter Twelve What’s Inside Her Never Died Karisma rolled her shoulders, trying to loosen the knot between her shoulder blades. If anything, the act made her painfully aware of just how sore and tired she was. Four days ago, Anderson had asked her if she could set up a short fashion show for the board of directors. After she’d finished hyperventilating, Anderson had explained that he would set up all the theatrical stuff. She just had to provide the clothing and outfit the models. She’d been trying to come up with a way to turn her boss down when he informed her that the show was being set up because he wanted the powers that be to okay an expansion of her line. He wanted to double the number of stores that received her designs. Which meant more exposure and money for her. Karisma had happily agreed to be ready to show by Friday. She didn’t regret the decision. She just wished she’d purchased more painkillers. Everything hurt from being awake almost seventy-two hours straight. She sighed. At least the show was over. It had been a success. It had gone over so well that a number of executives she couldn’t name congratulated her. Before Anderson had whisked the small group away, he’d whispered in her ear, “You’re a hit, sweetie. Get ready for nationwide.” She’d stifled the squeal of excitement his words birthed because of the board’s presence. But they were gone now. Karisma darted a glance around the room to confirm that she was alone before twirling in a circle and squealing to her heart’s content. She was not the type to get so
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giddy, but this was definitely giddy-worthy news. She was going to be a household name among the supernaturals. Her lingerie line was going to be a smash. Giddy-worthy news, all right! She paused halfway through her third twirl. Damn! Then why did she feel like she was not quite as happy as she should have been. Her lips turned down as an image of four vagabond shifters entered her mind. She pushed the image away almost immediately. There was no point in thinking about things that could never be… men she could never have. Thirteen days had passed since Karisma had last heard anything from the men. Initially, they had tried to convince her to change her mind about mating with them. It had been damned difficult to keep her distance when all she wanted to do was run to them. But she knew better. Aleka wasn’t going to change his mind and neither was she. And then they’d stopped calling, sending flowers, hell, even emails. “Damned ultimatum,” she growled before turning and striding toward her back room. She managed to take one step before coming to a standstill. All four Kanakis men stood in front of her. And they looked pissed as hell. Something dark and seductive wove its way deep into her sex. Karisma barely ignored the desire to shift her stance to ease the ache. Not that it would have mattered. She already knew there was only one thing to quench her sudden desire. A Kanakis man. She started to ask them what they were doing here, but then thought better of it. Instead she turned and strode to the front door as fast as her legs could carry her. It wasn’t fast enough. Long, strong fingers curled around her upper biceps and tugged. She looked up and stared into Bailey’s eyes in surprise as she fell against his chest. “Don’t even think about it,” he growled.
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Karisma bristled at his dark tone and fought his hold even though she knew it was not smart. The deepness of his voice told her explicitly that the beast inside of him was in full control. The man she knew was gone. “Don’t touch me.” He smiled, flashing her pearly white teeth. They were not even. She gasped when she realized that his incisors had descended. He looked deep into her eyes and she knew he realized the reason for her gasp. His words confirmed the fact. “Look what happened when you left, Kitty. The shit went to the dogs.” She froze at the look in his bright blue eyes. There was an icy heat there that chilled her to the bone even as it inflamed her desires. She looked behind Bailey and saw the same look on his mates’ faces. She opened her mouth to scream for help, but once again they moved too quickly. Malik stepped forward and placed a small white cloth against her nose. Her eyes closed almost immediately, but not before she wondered how things had come to this.
*** It took her a moment to open her eyes. It took her even longer to realize something was wrong. She blinked several times and looked around her, trying to take everything in. She felt her heart rate pick up speed as understanding dawned. She was not in her bed. She was not in her room. And she was bound. “Good evening, gorgeous.” She licked her lips at the sound of Aleka’s sultry voice and turned her head to the area it had come from. Her muscles seemed to be moving slowly. After an aching eternity, her gaze found his. “Undo these,” she said in a cold, emotionless voice as she jerked at the silver cuffs holding her spread eagle to the bed. Karisma was surprised by the frigid nature of her voice. She had not thought she would be able to keep the anxiousness she felt out of her tone.
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One bright blond eyebrow lifted. She bit her tongue to stifle the curse she felt rise to the surface at his highhanded attitude. What had she seen in him? “Do you know what you put us through, pushing us away when all we wanted to do was love you?” She closed her eyes at the intensity of emotion in his voice, the pain in his tone. “I never wanted to hurt you.” “That’s consoling.” She opened her eyes and tried to lean up. She only managed to lift her head. “But that doesn’t mean you can do this.” She jerked the cuffs. Stainless steel hit wrought iron. A metallic melody cut through the air. He glanced briefly at the cuffs before lowering his gaze to her face. “They are a necessary element.” She fell back to the bed. “Let me go, Aleka.” “No.” She groaned. “Don’t do this to me… to us… Nothing has changed. I cannot be who you want. I can’t leave my career behind.” “What if I said that things have changed for me?” She stilled so suddenly she thought her heart stopped. Her fingers clenched into fists as she tried to calm the turbulent emotions rushing through her. He’d changed his mind? “What exactly are you talking about, Aleka?” “It’s come to my attention that I worry too much.” Karisma tried to focus on his words but found the task damned near impossible. He’d moved. She heard the soft groan of wood as he stood from his seat. She heard the floor creak as he took several steps toward her. For a moment the sounds seemed to block out the words. She had to use all of her willpower to understand and then respond to his statement. “Worry too much about me?” “Of course,” he murmured softly. She bit her bottom lip.
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He appeared beside her. He leaned over her so that his face was above hers. “You’re the one thing in this world worth worrying about.” She stared up into his face, surprised by the things he was saying, the emotion he was showing. She’d known he and his pack mates cared for her, but she’d never even guessed it was to this degree. “Yes, Kitty, you’re the only one,” he whispered. A fire literally flamed in his green eyes. It was the only warning she got before he lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers. Karisma was expecting domination, but Aleka’s lush mouth caressed hers in a soft tender manner that was more devastating. It was just the slightest brush of flesh against flesh. But it was more than enough to fire her libido and send heat flashing through her sex. Karisma gasped as she felt her pussy tighten with desire. It felt like it had been an eon since she kissed him. And even longer since she’d made love. “We shouldn’t,” she groaned when he pulled away. “Why? I love you and you love me.” She shook her head no as she desperately tried to ignore the pulse of pleasure thrumming deep in her veins. “We need more than that.” “We have more than that,” he groaned before recapturing her lips. This kiss was just as sweet, just as alluring. With irresistible tenderness, Aleka seduced her to surrender to him. A combination of eagerness and anxiety filled her as she opened her lips for his questing tongue. She wanted him. Wanted him with a desperation that bordered on reckless. And she knew she was entering treacherous territory. The combination created a heady feeling of dangerous desire. For a moment, almost a second too long, she allowed herself to float under the thick emotion. For a moment she allowed herself to be seduced by her own need. And then reality intruded. She broke off the kiss and turned her head when he tried to reestablish the connection. Long, calloused fingers grasped her chin and forced her to look into Aleka’s eyes. “I want you and I’m tired of waiting.”
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She searched his bright gaze for several heartbeats. Although her tongue felt heavy in her mouth, she forced herself to speak. To say the words she knew she needed to say, but didn’t want to hear. “And what if I said you couldn’t have me?” “I’d let you in on a widely known fact. You’re already mine, Kitty,” he growled before he settled his lips upon hers. She groaned his name and then the hard line of his mouth softened against hers, curving to embrace the plump swell of her lips. Then his tongue, warm and wet, entered her mouth and leisurely explored the slick recesses of her mouth. Karisma opened for his kiss, a kiss that ravished and plundered. A kiss that left her breathless and hungering for more. “Aleka,” she sighed. “Gods, how I want you, Kitty.” “Do you really?” she murmured softly as she stared into his smoldering gaze. He gave her a soft, sexy as sin smile that did dangerous things to her pussy. “Yes, I want you. I want every inch of you, and I don’t want you to change. I love you just the way you are.” She watched him cautiously, unable and unwilling to start imagining she was hearing the words she desperately needed. “Aleka?” His smile slipped. “First, let me apologize for being such an asshole.” He sighed and sat on his haunches. “I let the past get the best of me. Let my memories control me.” He ran his fingers through his overgrown locks and looked away. “There was a woman, a young woman in my flock. The gods gifted her with three mates. One was a king of one of Greece’s provinces. Once they were mated, he discovered that she was a brilliant political strategist. Every one of his men came to her for advice. And then there were the times her mates came to her for… comfort. It got to be too much for her. She took her own life less than a year after her mating.” Karisma stared at Aleka in horror. She knew his tale was a true one. There was so much tortured pain on his face. She knew the woman had been more than a flock member. “Who was she?” He looked back at her. “Alekandra, my older sister.”
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She closed her eyes briefly as a shaft of the pain Aleka must have felt seared her soul. “By the gods!” She opened them to find him watching her. He gave her a weak smile. “I know now that it was not the fact that she had three mates that led to her death. She was a brilliant woman, but she was not… strong. She was not like you in that regard. And now, as a grown male, I understand that her mates did not love her, not as we love you. They took what she gave and never replenished her, never gave her time to be herself. Everyone needs that, and I -- we -- fully intend to give that to you.” He leaned forward and brushed his fingers against her face. It was then that Karisma realized she was crying. “I want you to keep Karismatic Venus, keep designing, and keep working.” He smiled, an honest smile that lit up the handsome planes of his face. “I want you to continue being the woman we love.” “Do you know how much I love you?” Aleka smiled. “How about you show me?” He lowered his head and took dominant possession of her mouth. This kiss was unlike all the others. It was wicked and highly erotic. The hungry pressure of his mouth was dark and devastating. Aleka thrust his tongue past her parted lips and stroked deep. His mouth moved on hers, relentless in its demands. As they kissed, his mouth grew hungrier, the pressure all the more alluring. When he broke off the kiss, they were both breathing hard. Once she recaptured her breath, Karisma spoke. “I love you, Aleka.” He stilled above her. For long, trying moments it was the only indication that he’d heard her. And then the fire she’d glimpsed earlier flamed in his gaze, but this time it didn’t disappear after a moment. “I love you, too,” he whispered, his rich baritone pitched just above a growl. Desire blossomed inside her at his response. “Then love me,” she moaned as she rolled her hips.
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“Shit,” Aleka growled as her pussy caressed the bulge between his splayed thighs. “You’re dangerous.” He uttered the words before stepping from the bed and removing his jeans in one swift move. Apparently, he too preferred to go commando. She bit her bottom lip when he swung one thigh over hers and straddled her hips. Aleka leaned low and wrapped his lips around one blackberry nipple and suckled it. Karisma groaned as tendrils of heat drifted from her breast to her pussy before they echoed throughout her body. If she didn’t know any better she’d think she was the phoenix. Her body was most definitely on fire. And all he’d done was suckle her breasts. “Now!” she screamed as desire blossomed in her veins. “Yes,” he murmured before moving back and sliding between her thighs. She watched as his gaze lowered to her sex. He seemed to stare at her for some time before pressing his cock to her sheath. She closed her eyes and savored the slow glide of Aleka’s thick cock into her pussy. When he was fully seated inside of her, she opened her eyes. His gaze lifted and caught hers. “Perfect.” Karisma moaned as her back bowed with the pleasure of his commanding stroke. Her fingers gripped the bars of the headboard as Aleka fucked her hard and deep, pushing past the tight walls of her sex, sending pleasure tingling through every one of her nerves. Her body stilled and a keening sound cut through the air. Belatedly, Karisma realized it had come from her. Aleka pulled out of her until only the last inch of his long cock was sheathed in her heat. And then he began to move with deep, powerful surging strokes. This time she felt the orgasm coming. She closed her eyes and moaned his name over and over again as she savored the feelings rushing through her, feelings too delicious to resist. “Oh… by… the… gods!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her body shuddered in release as her cunt tightened with almost painful spasms. She felt her hips lift off the bed as she came.
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“Look at me.” She opened her eyes to stare into Aleka’s as the final throes of her release washed through her. “Aleka,” she gasped. “Karisma,” he groaned before releasing his seed within her and slumping atop her. Karisma wasn’t sure how long they lay there. She only knew it was filled with that comfortable silence only lovers knew. Unfortunately she was finding it difficult to breathe. “Aleka? You’re kind of heavy.” “Shit. Sorry.” He almost jumped off of her. She couldn’t help but smile.
He reached for her bindings. “Leave them.”
He glanced down at her in surprise.
“Where are the boys?”
He licked his fuller bottom lip. “Waiting.”
“Tell them to stop waiting.”
He smiled. “I love you so much,” he murmured before lowering his head to
press a kiss to her lips. They’d call the boys… later.
Tuesday Morrigan Tuesday Morrigan began her love affair with romance at an early age. As a child she was always infatuated with the romance novels she snuck from her mother. Later, in high school, the public library became her sanctuary with an endless array of romance novels. Tuesday is still an avid reader of books. Thanks to shows like Buffy, Angel, and her latest infatuation, Supernatural, Tuesday prefers her stories to have a little more grit. Her favorite genres have always been fantasy, mystery, romance and erotica, so as a writer, she tries to blend the genres to create her own personal niche. You can learn more about Tuesday, including what’s her latest project, at www.tuesdaymorrigan.com and you can reach her at
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