Her hips jerked as his fingers eased inside her.
* * * *
Rafe wanted inside her pussy this time when they all came together. Being the first inside her ass was something he’d cherish forever, but he wanted to look into Tamara’s eyes when he filled her. He projected what he wanted to Vin.
A sigh escaped as she was turned between them.
“Hey, am I your doll to move and place how you see fit?”
The gorgeous eyes staring back at him were the same snapping brown that had told him, in no uncertain terms, to eff off the first time he’d met her. Only now they were filled with lust, and god help him, love so true he felt humbled by it.
“I’m definitely going to move you how I see fit, and you fit me right here.” Rafe lifted her leg over his, the head of his cock finding the fiery entrance to her vagina, and he pressed inside. He knew the stretch and burn would border on pain until she adjusted, but through their link he knew she loved it. He pulled back and powered back in, each thrust increasing the well of pleasure flowing between them.
She shared with him the exquisite feeling of being filled. When his pelvis was kissing hers, he stopped moving. He held her ass cheeks open for Vin, who began to fill her from behind.
Her brown eyes flashed silver, but it was gone just as quickly. They set up a give and take, sharing what each other was feeling. Rafe knew they weren’t going to last. He lowered his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, his hips surging against her. The feel of Vin’s thick cock sliding along his was an added pleasure he’d never imagined.
Her mewl of ecstasy made him release her breast with a wet pop. “God, I fucking love you,” he groaned against her lips. His hips shifted, no longer in sync with Vin. The pressure to come was overriding his common sense.
Vin’s thrusts became a hammering drive to completion.
He lifted his head to see her hand between their bodies. Watching her touch her clit was one of the most erotic sights he’d witnessed.
“Fuck, baby. Touch yourself. Make yourself come for us. I want to feel you strangle my cock with those internal muscles.” He moaned as she did just that.
“Oh, god. Who’d have thought I’d like you to talk dirty to me?”
“I’m not going to last,” Vin panted.
“Harder. Faster. Both of you…yes, yes,” Tamara screamed.
Rafe was pounding into her now, and her juices were flowing down, soaking his balls.
Tamara’s fingers stilled on her clit, but Rafe sent a pulse of energy to the enlarged little button.
She shuddered, and came so hard he had no choice but to follow as her muscles milked his cock. His seed jetting deep inside her made her body jerk again. Vin yelled out behind her.
This time there was no light show, no screaming that wasn’t absolute pleasure.
He realized the vow he’d made while he was buried in her wasn’t repeated by Tamara, nor had Vin said a word about it. He’d sensed she felt the same and he knew Vin did, but neither had made such a declaration. Rafe wouldn’t take the words back.
His lips covered hers, filled with love. Her lips trembled beneath his then softened.
“I love you, too, you know.”
Rafe swore his heart stopped. “Say it again.”
“I love you both so much.” She reached back and included Vin. His best friend had a big cheesy grin on his face.
“You have just as big a grin on your face. Only I’m better looking.”
Vin’s eyes had a suspicious wetness to them.
They each eased from Tamara’s body, and her slight flinch worried Rafe. Vin, the man he loved like a brother, sent a pulse that flowed over them, cleansing them all.
“You know I could totally get lazy with the way y’all do this cleaning thing,” Tamara murmured.
“I’d gladly wash you by hand if you were too tired to do it.” Vin wagged his eyebrows suggestively. “I love you too.”
* * * *
Tamara laughed. She was so happy. A little freaked over the first time they all came together, pun intended. But, she at least knew what it felt like to be loved, and to love not just one man but two amazing men. She wanted to tell them about her visions. Her maman had always had the ability, however Tamara didn’t until after Selena.
The memory of the day she’d met the girl who became her best friend, her savior, still had the power to shake her foundation.
She’d gone to the grocery store near their home for eggs early in the morning for her mama. It was daylight, and she had been sure nothing bad happened when the sun was up.
She’d been attacked and nearly raped blocks from her home by five men. Had a twelve-year-old Selena not come along when she did, like an avenging angel, Tamara knew those men would’ve at the least raped her, but she had a feeling they’d planned to kill her. The voice of the man who’d grabbed her first still had the ability to make her retch.
“Bitch, if you throw up on me, I’ll make you lick it up before I make you suck my cock. Do you understand me?”
She shook her head. They couldn’t hurt her anymore.
After that day, she’d taken charge of not only her life but her sexuality. She’d gone with Selena, who although several years younger had become her best friend, and trained in several forms of martial arts. She may not have been as good as the younger girl, but she could hold her own. Tamara had then picked a nice young man to do the “dirty, dirty” with, never looking back. She never wanted to feel helpless again.
She wondered how long Rafe and Vin would be gone, then hated the needy woman inside herself for thinking that way. It wasn’t like she didn’t have things to do while her men were off doing their real jobs. Being a full partner with her best friend, who was still on honeymoon, meant there were lots of things to do with their clubs. Plus she owed Selena.
Tamara owed her life to Selena Ramos-King.
Sometimes you could repay that debt, and sometimes you worked your whole life trying. The fact of the matter was you could never truly make up for what was saved that day. What those men would’ve taken was more than just her virginity had they succeeded. If they’d have killed her, she’d have lost the chance to have bonded with her two men. They’d have never known what it was like to be complete, each of them shattering into a million little pieces.
She’d cursed fate for the nightmares that plagued her since that day, screamed when she couldn’t sleep for fear of waking up in a cold sweat with the men’s hands on her.
Now, she realized all things happen for a reason. No, you may not like the journey. You may not like the bumps in the road. But she wouldn’t change where those roads had led her.
Who’d have thought her roads would have given her not one but two men?
Rafe hated leaving Tamara. His heart was telling him to go back, while his mind said she was fine. Even knowing her two brothers Remi and Leon were there to protect her, something didn’t seem right.
“You feel it, too?” Vin paced beside him.
It was even worse if Vin was asking the same question before Rafe could think it.
“We could flash to her side in a second. Plus she’s not a normal human anymore,” he reminded them both.
“Yes, but we didn’t have a chance to explore all her new abilities with her. Why the fuck didn’t we have someone else do this job?” Vin scrubbed his hand over his bald head.
The other Ravens swore the reason they were both bald was due to the fact they both had the tendency to rub their heads so much.
“I don’t like it either. But this was a matter of national security.” Rafe and Vin had built up one of the top security businesses in the world. The only other Ravens who didn’t work with them were Max and Malcolm. “Gray and Colt were tied up with the gypsies, and Garrick said he and Thantos would be available in a couple days. I think we can deal for two days.” He mumbled the last few words.
“This sucks monkey balls,” Vin grumbled.
Worse, in Rafe’s opinion. His senses were screaming at him. He opened his mind to where Tamara was and saw her sitting in what was obviously her home office. She looked damn sexy in a pair of basketball shorts, tank top, and nothing else.
After reassuring himself she was safe, he severed the peep show.
“I actually enjoyed seeing our woman.”
Rafe punched Vin in the arm, his smile weak.
He wanted to get this job over with or get it turned over to one of the other Ravens, pronto. Being called out to south Japan, no matter how beautiful, made him itch to get home.
The Japanese dignitary’s daughter walked in, her head bowed low as was custom.
They’d seen her training with a sword and had been awed at her skill. She stood at a little over five feet—Rafe would say she was close to Selena’s height and build but much sleeker. Her dark hair gleamed a midnight black and was always braided, reaching her hips he’d guess. But it was her startling green eyes that amazed both he and Vin. Everything about her features was Asian, except her eye color. But it wasn’t their job to ask about her heritage.
They were to protect one Kira Mitsuko until Garrick and Thantos arrived.
“I’d like to go to the dojo to train,” Kira said.
Rafe smiled at the gentle petite woman. The dossier didn’t give her exact age, but he’d guess her to be in her early twenties at the oldest. She spoke so softly it was hard for him to discern any trace of an accent, nor could he detect any deceit, which alarmed him at first. Vin had also pointed out how cold her father was toward his only child, but they assumed it was their custom. Again, they had a job of keeping the girl safe, not worrying about the family troubles.
“Would you like to change first or when we get to the training facility?” Since her father had cleared her for traveling to and from both areas, Rafe and Vin had mapped out the best routes to take on the large property. They could walk it, or take the all-terrain vehicles.
She lifted her head. “I’ll change there, thank you for asking.”
Rafe and Vin smiled at her proper speaking. Vin took the lead, while Rafe followed behind until they reached the door. Both men instantly went on alert.
“Kira, get behind Rafe now.” Vin barked the order.
The Mitsukos lived on a sprawling estate which made protection a bitch, but it wasn’t Rafe and Vin’s job to secure the entire acreage, only the daughter. Kira’s father didn’t know when he’d hired them that they were anything but one of the top firms, but it seemed that in the last month his daughter had attracted a secret admirer.
On the porch lay a dead rose with a note attached. Vin scanned the area before picking up the entire thing. Scrawled in blood-red ink was one word,
Whore,
written in a clearly angry manner. Vin met Rafe’s eyes over the package.
“Do you have any clue who could be leaving these for you, Kira?” Vin asked the same thing they’d asked several times already. Each time she shook her head and went mute on them.
Rafe sighed, turned her to face him. “Listen to me. We won’t judge you if it’s a scorned lover or ex, but we need to know what we are protecting you against. With your father’s security measures, whoever this man is, he obviously knows this place.” Rafe waved his hand in an arc to indicate the area. “None of the external alarms went off. Why is that, do you think?” That was a very concerning thing, leaving one of two possibilities, and neither one Rafe liked.
When Kira stood with a mutinous expression, he sighed. “I have to report this to your father.”
She nodded, then turned on silent feet. He knew she headed back toward her suite of rooms, and he indicated for Vin to follow while he made the call to Mr. Mitsuko. They needed to access the cameras that surrounded the estate so they could see who left the flower and note, but if it followed like the last ones then there’d be no evidence.
Once he hung up with Mr. Mitsuko he accessed the camera room, and just like he’d anticipated, the cameras were fuzzed at the time of the drop.
Rafe stared at the footage and saw the blur that was the perpetrator, as he or she walked calmly across the grassy area. The person stopped long enough that Rafe wondered if he or she was actually writing the letter then, or if they were looking at the camera. Either way, Kira wasn’t safe if the alarms weren’t picking them up. By the time stamp, Rafe would say they had missed the drop by minutes. Had Vin not told Kira to get back, they may have caught the drop itself.
* * * *
Vin followed Kira, her defeated posture one he didn’t like. She turned at the large double doors that served as her entrance. The flash of green fire in her eyes had him pausing in his tracks, gone just as quickly with a blink of her long lashes.
“I know one of you is to stay with me at all times, but can I have a few minutes alone? Please.” She looked on the verge of tears.
He assumed that’s what made the color of her eyes so intense only moments before. He opened his senses to scan the interior of her rooms, pulling back with a nod.
“When Rafe finishes looking at the video we need to have a talk.” His words brooked no argument. They needed to know what they were up against. When Garrick and Thantos came to relieve them, they wanted to be able to have all their ducks in a row, not a bunch of loose ends.
Kira nodded, a weariness in her he didn’t trust. The natural shields she had around her mind were remarkable. Both he and Rafe were unable to find anything nefarious in her psyche, which made them question everything. “We are here to protect you, even if it’s from your father. You understand that, don’t you?”
Her eyes widened. Vin wondered if she feared the man who was supposed to love and protect her. He also wondered where her mother was.
“
The cameras are just as we suspected. Somehow whoever left the notes was able to make the footage blurry.”
Vin heard disgust in his friend’s tone. He relayed Kira’s wish to be alone.
“
I don’t like this.”
“There’s more going on here.”
Vin showed Rafe Kira’s response to his questioning.