Chapter Twenty-Two
Lachlan
If she was adorable as a girl, what would she be like as a cat? Whatever happened today while they were on that farm had solidified her intentions toward us. The three of us had known before we even saw her in person that we wanted her, and right this minute, I was torn between wanting her in our bed —one of our beds, with all of us —and seeing her other side.
But what she sought was most important. Her cat was a big part of her, and her willingness to share that with us was huge. I knew that without having to be told.
"Yes, please show us your cat," Idris said, and Hale and I nodded.
Right now, she stood in front of us, hands on hips, breathing hard. Flushed and sexy. Hair tousled from our hugs and I couldn't even imagine this woman becoming anything else. Especially when she grasped the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. For a moment, I thought she'd changed her mind and wanted to make love first, but then I remembered something from nearly every shifter romance I read. If they didn't undress, they'd ruin their clothing while shifting.
Would that be the same thing going to a smaller animal? Either way, she kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her jeans, the strip tease also something that in the books the other shifters took in stride. But this was our mate, our future wife, and if a man could just shrug off her beauty and not notice. Dear gods, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. My mouth went dry as her breasts, so pale with rosy peaks were revealed. By the time her panties landed on the floor, I didn't even remember why she was undressing. I was hard as steel and sweating.
But before I or either of the other guys could do anything dumb, she shifted. The beautiful girl with auburn hair was now a fluffy gray cat. It was one thing to read about it in a novel, but seeing it happen, I couldn't even begin to describe it. Magic didn't begin to express how amazing it was.
I bent down and reached for her, offering to pick her up but not wanting to overstep. To my great pleasure, Audrey rubbed against my hand and allowed me to lift her. "What a beautiful girl you are." I stroked the soft fur of her ears and ran a hand down her back. "Come and pet her," I urged. "She's so soft."
Idris leaned in close and murmured words I couldn't quite make out, but the cat began to purr, and soon we were sitting on the couch and passing our mate back and forth, wanting to get to know her in this form as well. I hoped she'd never regret choosing humans who could not shift with her, but I was so grateful she had. I'd known she had this in her, but I never dreamed what it would truly be like to get to know someone I already cared so much about in a second form.
"Amazing." Hale rubbed his face against hers. "Will our children be shifters do you think?"
I shrugged. "No idea, but I wouldn't mind, would you?"
"Not at all. In fact, I hope they carry their mother's heritage like that." He stroked her tail, letting his fingers slide off the end. "I think they will be awfully cute."
Our mate, soon-to-be wife, was gorgeous in cat form, and I appreciated everything about her, planned to cuddle her on my lap on cold winter's nights. But something in me insisted on more, and as if she knew the direction my thoughts, she shifted back, and I had to juggle a little to keep from dropping her. One moment, an eight-pound cat —I treated enough cats to be able to gauge within a couple of ounces —and the next a woman a bit larger than that. I was not fool enough to guess at her weight.
But the difference was marked and not just in pounds. And she was every bit as cuddly as her cat. I bent to kiss her lips then lifted my face, studying hers, questioning.
"Yes, please," she murmured, circling my neck with one bare arm. "Mating time, unless you three aren't interested?"
I slung her over my shoulder in a fireman's carry and started down the hallway toward Hale's bedroom. Maybe we'd try mine tomorrow, but for now closer was better, and when I entered, I was glad for the choice.
Sure, I had changed the sheets and aired the comforter at my place, but Hale's bedroom was much more comfortable and cozy than mine. Better suited for our beautiful cat. I laid her on the bed and stepped back to admire her beauty. Idris lit the bedside lamp, and her skin glowed.
"Ummm, I feel a little watched here. Is anyone else going to undress?"
Audrey
I couldn't believe how daring I was, suggesting that, but when the clothes flew off, I had to laugh at the speed and shredding of fabric. Shifters undressed to avoid damage to their clothing, but these humans had no care for anything they wore. Which made me feel pretty good about myself, as I propped up on pillows and watched. But when they joined me in bed, all distance or ability to think flew out the window. Their hands and lips were everywhere, and any doubts I might have had about three lovers went with my brain.
Each of them kissed me on the lips before departing to kiss and nibble at my skin all over my body. How had I ever thought one lover was enough? But they hadn't been, had they? Because I never wanted any of them like I wanted these men. My first orgasm came with Idris and Lachlan sucking my nipples while Hale rubbed the head of his cock over my soaked pussy. He filled me while I shuddered in reaction, and it was all too much yet exactly the right amount. Hale braced himself over me but there was nothing gentle in his thrusts, and I clung to both of the other men needing to touch all of them at the same time.
When Hale spilled inside me, I reached for him and brought him down. I sank my teeth into his shoulder, his gasp turning to a moan.
Each of them took his turn between my legs, filling me and driving me to one orgasm after another, and I marked each in turn. They were mine, and I was greedy to make that clear to any female who might see these handsome men and want them for their own.
We'll scratch their eyes out.
Yes, we will.
Afterward, we lay in a puppy pile…a kitty pile, just cuddling and talking. The future was a beautiful thing with my mates around me, and I fell asleep easily, only to wake during the night three more times for one or the other to bring me to him and make slow, passionate love. As the sun rose, I wondered if I would ever get a full night's sleep with these three…and somehow, I didn't mind if I didn't.
I was very good at cat napping.