29. Catalina
TWENTY-NINE
catalina
I whirled away from the mirror to look up at Asher. I adored the way he looked at me. With such overwhelming need. Oxygen sucked out of my lungs. Everything became enhanced until his beautiful face was my only focus. His eyes flashed red, and then he was flush behind me. The red irises faded, replaced with his blue eyes.
“Aren’t you a delectable piece of art?” His murmur tickled my cheek. “This . . .” His fingertips grazed the see-through lace along my sides. Even with the thin layer between his fingertips and my hip, his touch caused goose bumps to raise along my body. Asher slowly walked around me, dragging his touch along my belly. I instinctively sucked in. His proximity, his touch—it was all too much. His loose, billowing shirt skimmed along my arm as he walked behind me. I stared at the plain wall, panting. My body blazed with lust. Asher leaned down and his nose nuzzled the side of my neck.
A groan wrenched free, and I slumped against his wide chest. He banded his arm around my belly, pulling me flush against him. God, he always made me feel so tiny.
His hard length nudged my spine, and I arched to get closer to his thick, pierced cock.
“I want you,” I breathed. He chuckled against my ear. Ohhhh. I melted against him, wiggling my hips.
A hand wrapped around the curtain and Jaxon appeared. He scanned us with those piercing eyes.
“Brother, isn’t she gorgeous?” Instead of speaking, he stepped forward, stepping in front of me. One breath, then another until finally his thumb grazed my lower lip. I exhaled hard. Jax’s features rippled and his jaw line twitched.
A hiss exploded from Jax, and he knelt at my feet. I caught a look at his red irises before his eyes closed and he pressed his forehead against my belly, inhaling hard. Scenting me.
I licked my lips.
All I could see was his wide shoulders and his head bowed forward. His touch grazed up my calf until he settled at my thigh.
“Don’t ruin the dress,” I whispered. Jax gently lifted the dress inch by inch until I was only in my panties. Asher took over and continued pulling it up until my breasts bounced free. In a smooth motion, he tugged it off me and it pooled on the stool attached to the wide mirror.
Asher’s arms snaked around me again, his palms traveling up my bare body and cupping my breasts. He thumbed my sensitive nipple. I shuddered, becoming weaker with every touch.
Jax’s fangs had popped free at some point. I focused on the sharp teeth. He gripped my hips, the tips of his fingers digging into my ass. With a snap, my panties were gone and I was bare. He buried his nose against my mound, and he inhaled hard. A moan vibrated against my sex.
“Jax,” I whispered. His fingers flexed and red flashed through his irises. He settled his mouth over the hood of my clit and his tongue lashed across the sensitive nub. I jerked back against Asher, my hands instinctively reaching out to grab Jax’s short hair. My fingers sank into the silky strands barely long enough to take hold of. He stiffened and as if in answer, Asher’s arms flexed like he was preparing to yank me away from him.
It was too late for me though, his mouth against my sensitive flesh caused me to tilt my hips higher to force his mouth against me. The tension leaked away from his shoulders and his tongue flicked out, rolling around the bundle of nerves.
A whine rose in my throat and he moved his tongue faster—vampire fast.
Asher’s head dipped to press his lips against my ear. He lifted my arms and hooked them around his neck.
Jax nibbled on my clit. I gasped.
“Arch like the little kitten you are,” Jax murmured against my pussy huskily. My breasts rose and fell in frantic pumps. Jax dropped to taste me. He angled his head to the side and sank his fang into my clit. I screamed, yanking at Asher’s hair.
Fangs punctured the side of my neck. I groaned, arching my breasts up. Jax kept hold of my writhing hips and he sucked blood from the wound he’d pierced on my clit. Bursts of light shattered behind my eyelids and the orgasm slammed into me with wrenching violence. I made noises I didn’t even know I could make. All the while, Jax continued sucking from my clit. My core clenched, needing something to grasp. Fingers suddenly speared into my channel. I grunted with each thrust of his fingers.
“Yes, please, Jax,” I panted. “More. More.”
Asher chuckled against my throat and licked his bites, eliciting another shiver to life.
Jax’s golden head moved as his tongue swiped the blood and my need clean.
I whimpered and Asher removed one of his arms from around me. The zip of his pants echoed, and his warm cock prodded my spine. The cool bead of his Jacob’s ladder piercing rubbed my skin.
His chest moved and something crinkled—like a packet. Asher slid fingers between the cleft of my ass and smoothed them over my entrance, leaving behind a wet consistency.
“Is that . . . lube?”
His chuckle sounded husky.
“Mhm, I know how you tense up, it should make it feel better.” His voice deepened with need.
“Well, aren’t you prepared,” I said drolly and then stopped talking as his silky shaft nudged between my ass. His cock piercings rubbed against me delightfully.
Then lower . . . and lower until his tip pressed into the entrance.
I stiffened with fear at the prod of his cock.
“Shhh, ?lskade , I have you.” His soothing words settled over me like a balm, my fear fading. He pushed the tip in. My ass gave way, and I sucked in a breath. Jax rose to his feet, his mouth wet. His cock was hard in his jeans. I reached for the thickness, caressing it from the outside. He groaned and his hips jolted toward my touch. He made quick work of his jeans, and his thickness bobbed a few inches from me. I wrapped my hand around the steel shaft.
He shuddered and crowded me against his brother.
Asher fit another inch inside me in a smooth glide. The ridges of his Jacob’s ladder piercing rubbed my entrance, but the lube made it easy to take him. His hands wrapped under my thighs and he braced me as he lifted me. Oh God, he was right about the lube, it felt so good. My upper body fell back. I was utterly at their mercy.
Asher presented me to Jax. His eyes reddened and he slid into my core with a smooth glide. My wet pussy allowed his invasion. At the same instance, Asher inched the rest of himself into my ass.
I grunted at the fullness.
Jax’s eyes returned to normal. His features strained. He seemed to be working through something. I lifted one of my arms away from Asher and touched his cheek lightly. He exhaled and leaned into my touch. He glided out and slammed back in.
Me tensing forced Asher to grunt. His hand wrapped around my chin, and he forced my head to the side so I faced the mirror where I had a full view of us.
“Watch us fuck you.”
My nude body was sandwiched between their large bodies. Jax rammed into me again, jostling my breasts. Asher ground inside my ass. He was so deep it verged on hurting. I whimpered—I was a noodle between them. I could not gather any strength. Jax slid out and rutted into me again. I couldn’t look away from the concentration on his face. For such a stoic male, his lips softened endearingly as he slammed into me. His pace picked up with the static of electricity traveling up my shaking legs. My cries became louder and louder.
Jax clasped my cheeks, staring into my eyes as he pumped in and out of me. His eyebrows were furrowed and tight. He slammed into me again and again. I couldn’t keep my head up any longer, and the fire blazing up and down my spine exploded. I jerked between them, desperately pulling at Asher’s hair. My pussy clamped onto Jax, forcing his release free. He pinned me against Asher, setting his forehead against mine as his cock throbbed inside me.
Asher groaned in my ear and his arms around my sides and his hands cupping my breasts stiffened. Fullness expanded my lower half as they filled me with their cum. To the point that it felt like some leaked out.
We panted in a mass of limbs. It was a good thing they were holding me up because I did not have a working bone in my body.
“Take hold of her,” Asher said. Jax’s arm snaked around my back, the other hooked under my knees, and pulled me to his chest, nestling me close. I drooped against him while Asher disappeared.
I didn’t have the energy to glare at him or fight his gentle hold. Asher returned with a long hoodie and some underwear.
Jax set me on my feet and when I swayed, he wrapped his arm around my waist. Asher tossed him the sweater and knelt to take one of my feet. My flats had slipped off in the flurry of sex. He poked my feet into the underwear, jerking them up. I smacked at his hands and pulled them up the rest of the way.
Jax shoved the hoodie over my head, and I wiggled my arms into the holes. The hem fell to my knees. Jax swept me back up into his arms.
The ‘human girl’ peeked around the corner and seeing that everything was PG, walked in the rest of the way.
“I have everything packed up as well as the dress you liked. It is ready to be loaded into your vehicle.” Her face was flushed, her eyes were wide, and she was breathing hard. How embarrassing, she probably heard us going at it.
“Perfect.” Asher plucked the pooled dress off the floor. “We’ll take this one, too.” He tossed it over his shoulder. I closed my eyes, lulling in Jaxon’s arms as he held me with more care than I anticipated. The sway remained steady, and I mentally mapped the return to the front.
“What did you two do to her?” Tobias snapped. I jostled in Jax’s cradle as another pair curled under my torso. Jax’s grip didn’t loosen, and a frowning Tobias acquiesced.
When we arrived at the van, the hatch was slowly closing, packages neatly piled inside. Tobias scooted into the passenger seat and Jax slipped me into the middle seat next to Asher.
Bastien sat all the way in the back. Watchful and silent.
“While we were gone, I picked up your gifts, Catalina,” Tobias said, and he lifted two fingers. A thick card was nestled between them.
“Is that a credit card?” I frowned.
“Your credit card. Unlimited. For your ordering pleasure,” Asher purred in my ear. “You will be taken care of.”
I pushed my hands out like a barrier between us, shaking my head.
“Just take it,” Jaxon ordered, snatching the credit card. I just stared at the card, struggling to process.
“There are perks to being ours, Love,” Tobias said gently.
“I . . .” I coughed, eyeing the platinum card Jax waved out to me.
“Catalina, take the card.”
“Well, if you insist,” I muttered and took it.
Who was I kidding, I loved spending money. I loved things. If I hadn’t been so careful about making sure tuition was paid for Peter, then I’d be a menace. Also, they destroyed all my things.
I enjoyed this whole ‘being taken care of’ thing. I nuzzled close to Asher, ignoring Jax’s effort to hold me closer.
“I would have given you a black card a long time ago if I knew it made you this touchy,” Asher drawled.
ASHER
She finally made my brother buckle. A feat none had done before, even Imogen. I smiled smugly. He’d never fucked anyone while facing them.
Catalina had him in the palm of her hand.
He hadn’t stopped caressing her arm. As for Catalina, she had much longer to go before she allowed him the gentleness she allowed the rest of us. She had not forgiven, and it was clear she held a grudge, but I had to give it to Jaxon, he continued caressing her despite her leaning away from his touch.
Jax did not know it now, but she would provide what we’d been missing for so long. What he believed he had with Imogen.
Imogen had been cruel.
Vampires were known for their lack of morality, but the level she reached was needless, especially toward those that she claimed belonged to her.
One time he’d pissed her off, she’d tied him to a table facedown. He’d bowed his head to her. I tried to stop it, but he’d been angry at my attempt. Her reaction was worse. She’d taken a razor to his body and sliced little incisions all over his back, opening fresh wounds. Over and over again until a pool of blood lay under the table. She’d almost drained him like this. He had lost consciousness, and I’d had to be the one to clean him off.
She promised to do it again if I ever stepped out of line.
She’d known this was the very thing humans did to him before he’d become a vampire. He still bore scars from the event since he received them before he was turned, and she feasted on his weakness.
I watched him watch our human. Vehement yearning splashed on his face.
Catalina would offer him the soft touches and gentle kisses he desperately craved. Something he had never experienced. He needed it even if he did not know it.
A buzz filled the vehicle. Tobias fished the cell phone out.
“You know, for someone who hates electronics, you’ve been on the phone quite a lot.”
Tobias glared at me over his shoulder.
“You have been indisposed to do your part,” he said dryly and looked down at the screen. True, I was usually the one that took charge with anything having to do with relations to other Covens.
“The human is heading to the house.”
“Is Alistair coming with her?” Ren asked.
“I requested the human come alone.”
I agreed with Tobias. Alistair was still the Sire to his Coven. A powerful one. We needed to tread carefully even if we were on friendly terms. As friendly as vampires could be.
“This is the person you guys want me to learn from?” Catalina perked up. At Tobias’s nod, she clasped her hands together. “Are there any rules I have to follow with her?” Her slightly bitter tone wasn’t lost on me. I grinned and cupped her jaw until my palm settled under it.
“You are the cutest.” I gave her a squeeze, so her plump lips puckered. “Sometimes I have this overwhelming urge to squeeze you until you pop.”
“Are you serious? You have ‘cute aggression’ toward me? Like one would feel toward an actual pet?” She scoffed.
I understood about eighty percent of that, so I just smiled.
“You are not a dog, silly.” I gently scratched her nose.
She sighed.