Cats Got Your Tongue (Shifter Squad Six) (15 page)

Dutch crossed over to Kelis and they shared a quick handshake, before snatching a pizza from the pile Grim was holding and plopping into the chair that Grant had vacated.

“Wait. What are we supposed to do now?” Kelis asked, looking a bit taken aback by the sudden change in their evening plans.

“Go get reacquainted, obviously,” Dutch said before taking a big bite out of his pizza, tossing Kelis a wink for good measure.

Grant stifled a groan at the absurdity of it all, but when he looked at Grim and his wide, devilish grin, he knew that he had nothing to feel uncomfortable about. At least he and his brother were completely on the same page about what getting reacquainted meant. He wondered if Kelis understood it so easily too.

Guess he’d find out.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Kelis

They’d made it one floor down from the mission room when the full scale of what Grim had had in mind really dawned on Kelis. Grim’s hand was warm around hers and when they exited the stairwell, Grant took her other hand firmly. Every step that took them closer to some privacy. All three of them seemed to be walking a bit faster, their breaths getting more hitched as anticipation suddenly gripped the trio.

They can’t mean… Oh my God…

She bit her lip as Grim led them into a break room far in the back of the floor, which was mostly deserted, since the whole wing was mostly used for housing returning teams or prepping outgoing ones. So when she stepped into the room, filled with couches and a pool table and lots of flat surfaces, she couldn’t help but smile wide.

It was exactly what she thought it was.

Grim locked the door behind them and tossed the pizza boxes on a counter somewhere, to be immediately forgotten. Grant spun her into himself, his hands snaking around her right away.

“What do you say, Kelis. Have you missed us?” Grant asked with a purr in his voice as Grim came up behind her, sliding his rough palms over her ass, cupping the flesh.

“Because we missed you,” the tattooed brother growled, his words soft in her ear, but the tone anything but.

Kelis let out an indefinite little mewl, all
yes
and
please
and
of course I did
, but no words could escape her. Partially because she was too busy being tongue-tied and partially because… well, her tongue was tied with Grim’s the moment he turned her chin to face him, kissing her gruffly and with the kind of hunger she yearned for.

She kissed back with all the fire she could muster, Grim breaking the kiss quickly and turning her to Grant, who continued it, softer, different, but exactly as exciting. Her hands groped Grant’s muscled arms, sliding down his chest, every inch of his body that she covered sending shudders down her spine that seemed like they would rattle flesh from her bones. She tugged his shirt up and Grant took it off easily as the sweet sounds of a zipper coming undone and boots being kicked off sounded behind her.

When she turned to look, Grim was letting his pants fall down, already completely naked and
completely
ready.

“Fuck,” she whispered, her throat choosing that moment to work with her.

He was magnificent, all muscle and corded wire for body, his arms and chest covered in tattoos that were so intricate she could get lost in them for days. And he was strong, and wide, and… so hard. Grant was in as much hurry to undress, and when they were both bared for her gaze, her knees buckled underneath her. The fathers of her children. The men she’d dreamed of every night, knowing they were so close and yet so far that it seemed impossible that she could ever have a moment of happiness with them… and yet here they were, badly wanting her.

“Take your clothes off,” Grant commanded, his voice firmer than she’d ever heard it.

She eagerly complied, throwing off her top and unzipping her jeans, wriggling out of them as if they’d personally done her wrong. Kelis unhooked her bra as they both watched, Grim’s hand slowly stroking up and down the length of his cock, his eyes wild. When she bent over to slide her panties off, making her heavy breasts tumble forward a bit, she could hear the very obvious sound of Grant groaning.

She stood up, blushing, knowing she should feel self-conscious about the stretch marks and the sag and everything else that came with having babies, but she didn’t feel any of it. And when she looked at Grant and Grim, all she could see was desire. For her. For every single bit of her, perfect and flawed, made even more perfect to them
because
she had those scars, because she’d had them for the men in front of her.

“You’re even more gorgeous than I remember you,” Grant said solemnly, making tears well up in Kelis’s eyes.

“I missed you,” she said honestly, taking a step forward, unable to bear the distance anymore.

“Come here, sugar,” Grim called, stretching out his strong arms.

She went to him immediately, finding herself wrapped up in the firm grips of both Grim and Grant, both of them kissing her neck, and from her shoulders and down to her breasts. There was one man on each side, four hands discovering her body again. It was Grant whose fingers slipped between her legs, parting them easily, and when he plunged a finger into her wet heat, she let out a throaty mewl that lingered on her lips.

But then there was another finger, rubbing over her clit, teasing her with urgency, making her spasm as Grant pumped two fingers into her. She gasped, eyes fluttering open as Grim and Grant sucked and teased her nipples, hands on her hip and back, while they both played with her pussy.

Kelis could feel her eyes rolling back and her mouth opening in a moan, the men’s fingers spreading her juices, making her gush around them as they worked her quickly and efficiently toward her orgasm, as if they knew her body perfectly without having touched it in so long. Heat coiled and snaked in the pit of her stomach, maddening in its intensity, and when Grim bit down harder on her nipple, she put both of her hands on their shoulders for stability, shaking like a leaf.

“Cum for us,” Grant said, another command.

Another one she gladly listened to and heeded. When the first notes of a scream left her lips, Grim stopped playing with her clit, moving a finger down and pushing it into her sopping wet pussy too, joining his brother’s. She heaved in a breath, strangling the scream as her eyes went wide, and then her world seemed to stop for a moment as they thrust into her in unison, filling and stretching her almost as good as their cocks would in a minute.

She came so hard she had to wonder if she’d ever cum before, now knowing the comparison.

Kelis keeled over, almost sobbing as Grant stood up, slowly retracting his fingers and bringing them up to her lips. She eagerly sucked them into her mouth, loving the taste of herself and the look he got on his face when she did it
even more.

But then his hands were on her, Grim pulling out too, though Kelis was still deep in the midst of her orgasm, Grant putting his hands under her ass and hauling her up against him, with Grim right behind her.

She found herself gasping for breath as Grim’s cock pressed against her ass and she was hovering right above Grant’s, thick and long and with a glistening of pre-cum on the head. Grim’s chest crushed against hers, pinning her between the two men as her hands scrabbled for a handhold, linking around Grant’s neck. There was hot breath on her neck, the slightest tingle before Grim kissed her, one hand maneuvering his cock to her opening, slick with her juices.

“Do you want this?” he asked, the head of his cock almost penetrating her, but not quite, his thumb tracing the pucker of her asshole.

Grant moved her enough to have his cock against her stomach, holding her up and kissing the other side of her neck.

“I do,” she whispered, a feverish plea, answered by Grim’s cock roughly spreading her wide.

Kelis squealed as he split her open, thrusting into her a few times, fast and hard and sinking in deep, coating his cock with her wetness. But then he pulled out right when the pain was becoming pleasure. The moment she wanted to protest, Grant forced her body upward a bit so he could slide his thick shaft between her legs, and then slid into her, letting her sink down on his length more gently, but just as firmly as his brother had.

She whimpered as Grim pressed against her asshole harder now and then moved himself so the thick head was pushing against it every time Grant moved her.

“Do you still want it?” Grim asked, that same growl in his voice, but now deeper, more in control, needing it more.

“Yes, please!” Kelis answered, burying her face into Grant’s shoulder, wanting both of them in her right now.

She’d waited for it for far too long and one at a time felt like heaven, but two would be even better. So when Grim murmured his agreement, Grant already stretching her so deliciously thin around his cock, Kelis let out a breath and relaxed into it. She’d been so wet already when Grim penetrated her that when he pushed in, inch by inch, it took her breath away, but her vision didn’t blur. Her nails dug into Grant so hard she was sure she’d draw blood.

Kelis gasped as she felt Grim’s hands on her waist now, very aware that she was completely trapped by both men, thick cocks in her pussy and ass, conquering her completely. She couldn’t find any words, only moans as Grant and Grim started moving her up and down gently, slowly at first, every movement sending her moaning and squealing.

The pace picked up bit by bit, their bodies slick with sweat against hers, beads of perspiration glistening on her body as well, as they fucked her like she’d longed to be fucked. Deep, hard, without any regrets or any excuses. Kelis didn’t try to hide the loud noises she was making, her nails raking down Grant’s back, her whole body shuddering as she took both the men she already knew she loved.

They pumped into her, rough and with reckless abandon now, her body bouncing between them, their snarls like music to her ears. She kissed Grant, tasting the dryness of his mouth now, his muscles tense and on edge. And then she pivoted her upper body slightly, twisting to kiss Grim as well, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

It was the pain, and the pleasure, and the relief of having them both there where she wanted them, where she needed them. She clenched down, their impossibly hard cocks feeling like they were made for her, every movement utter bliss. Grim gasped, his forehead against the back of her neck and his breath coming in ragged heaves. They were close, but so was she.

Grim reached a hand around her, squeezing one of her tits, and Grant kissed her again, shoving his tongue in her mouth in a way that was a lot more demanding than the careful, loving kisses he’d given her before.

“You were made for us,” Grant said as he pulled back a little, looking into her eyes and making her dive into his. “Don’t you ever forget it.”

“I won’t,” she promised, feeling the familiar throb of her core and the promises of an orgasm.

Grim’s fingers gripped her harshly as his thrusts became faster, less controlled, the men now plowing into her at the same time and pulling out in unison as well. Every stroke was pure sin and she adored it. And when Grim bit her shoulder lightly, it was like he gave her permission to finally give in again, her mouth seeking out Grant’s as she came again, milking Grant’s cock hungrily.

Through the intensity of her peak, she could feel the Aldrochs coming undone as well. She grinned as thick ropes of cum filled her pussy and ass, almost a year of separation marked with three orgasms coinciding, with her being kept safe and sound in the arms of two men who promised to never let her be alone again.

It was a small wonder they didn’t collapse on top of one another then and there. Grim pulled out slowly, gingerly, his body shaking with shivers, and Grant lifted her upward until he too slid out of her. But she wasn’t put down. Instead, Grim took her from Grant, carrying her to the nearest couch. All three of them sat down, Kelis in Grim’s arms with her legs thrown on Grant’s lap, his warm hands tracing her legs.

“I’m not sure if Dutch meant this by getting reacquainted,” she said after a long pause, when her senses had come back to her enough to form words again.

Both twins burst out laughing.

“What?” Kelis asked, furrowing her brow slightly as Grim kissed her forehead.

“Don’t be silly. This is
exactly
what he meant. And we’re going to do it again and again until none of us can stand or speak or think anymore. Well, after we have some dinner, anyway.”