No sex there, and no sex in here. Simon knew he couldn’t let Torrence get away with her superior act. She was no better than him, just another peon in Elliot Pearl’s rise to greatness.
Except she didn’t yet know her place.
On her damned knees.
He knew how Pearl felt about her. He’d heard the man complain to McKinley on more than one occasion. Simon made up his mind. As soon as he finished this job, he planned to show Torrence just where she belonged in the new order at Pearson Labs. Under him. He hadn’t worked his ass off for the last four years to submit to her like some fucking dog. Simon had plans of his own. And he’d be damned if he’d let some geek with glasses, no matter how fine her tits were, get in his way.
The equipment in the van beeped, alerting him to the rise in temperature of the individuals in the house. Pheromone levels spiked. Finally. Simon called in his status and sat patiently. He’d wait it out and then make his move. He had his own secrets and his own agendas, ones that didn’t include Elliot Pearl, Circe’s Recruits, or Sabrina Torrence.
Ace stared at the bedroom door separating him from Zack, who had finally ventured into the hall bathroom for a shower. While Kelly and Caitlyn chatted, he’d wanted nothing more than to confront Zack about his bullshit attitude. But he didn’t. The feelings he had for Zack were too new. He didn’t want to say or do the wrong thing, like it appeared he already had. So he sat on the bed, his head in his hands, wondering where the hell it had all gone wrong.
He’d finally made his move on Zack. Both times, the man had come hard. Now nothing should have stood in their way when it came to claiming Kelly for their own. Unless Zack had changed his mind about sharing her? Ace’s beast rose in anger. Had Zack pretended to agree to share her in an attempt to lower Ace’s guard?
If so, Ace had foolishly compromised himself. He’d acted on the burgeoning feelings for his best friend, when he should have kept that part of himself secret. He’d never opened up to anyone before. Why had he thought now might be the time to try it?
A knock on the door shook him from his thoughts. He opened it to find Zack standing on the threshold. His hair was wet, and droplets slid down his firm, bare chest, snaking under the band of his shorts. Immediately, Ace’s anger receded. The beast within purred its acceptance, wanting his mate closer. Ace forced himself to shake free of his stupid desire. He didn’t read appreciation on Zack’s face. The man remained expressionless.
“What?” he asked more harshly than he’d intended. Zack didn’t flinch.
“Kelly’s going through her change right now. Let’s keep this calm and together, for her,” he emphasized, as if Ace wasn’t worth the trouble. “I’m not going to fight you. And you’re not going to fight me,” Zack said quietly, steel reinforcing his words. He shifted into his beast in seconds, ripping through his shorts with his claws when he could have easily slid them off.
Not as in control as you’d like to be. Ace found Zack’s lack of restraint comforting. So much for the stoic warrior making demands. Zack English wanted Kelly. And if Ace wasn’t mistaken, the gleam in Zack’s gaze as it ran over Ace suggested he wanted Ace as well.
“She needs us. Change,” Zack ordered in a low growl.
Ace kicked off his shorts and flowed into his second, stronger skin with ease. The feel of his muscles stretching and his bones rejoining no longer hurt. Instead, the transformation brought him closer to himself, to the heart that beat in his true breast.
He scented Kelly on the air, as well as Zack’s overpowering sexual desire.
“Don’t fuck around,” Zack warned and pulled Ace close. Zack sniffed him and focused on the faint bite mark at the crook of his neck, the mark Zack had given him the very first time they’d felt the mating heat. “Good.”
Ace didn’t have to wonder about Zack’s sudden acceptance. No matter how their human halves dealt with one another, Zack’s beast had already staked its claim. As had Ace’s.
Giving back, Ace grabbed Zack’s dick and rubbed a finger over the beading tip.
Bringing the fluid to his lips, he savored his mate’s taste. “Mine.” He nodded to the door, his nostrils flaring at Kelly’s wild, alluring scent. “And ours.”
Zack grunted, his eyes as dark as night. Turning on his heel, he stalked to Kelly’s bedroom and shoved open the door, Ace on his heels.
What they saw stopped them in their tracks. Kelly Malloy had changed. Over six feet of glorious feminine Circ stared back at them with challenge in her eyes. Her blue irises gleamed against the hardened honey skin over her face. Her red hair looked almost black and had lengthened, coming to rest over the curves of her hips.
She stood naked, her body arousing both men into a full lust. Ace could smell it in the air.
Kelly cocked her head. “Come.” She motioned them closer. “Give me what I need.” She sniffed, and her pupils dilated. She rubbed her tight nipples, pinching them and sighing at the pleasure.
Ace wanted to tackle her to the floor and mount her. Her breasts had enlarged in perfect proportion to the rest of her frame. He had an urge to suck those nipples until she came. His cock throbbed, wanting to feel her heat all around him. A glance to his left showed Zack similarly fixated. Which posed an interesting question. Who would sink inside her first?
Zack met his look and nodded to Kelly. “Follow my lead,” he murmured and stepped closer.
More willing to follow Zack when changed, Ace ceded to the larger male and stepped closer to Kelly. He was fully aware of the danger she presented. His beast sensed her need to control, to select what was hers by right. Just as he and Zack had come to an agreement those many years ago, now they had to allow for Kelly’s need to fight for her right to take her mates.
Kelly growled when they’d come close enough. Ace licked his lips, taken with her white fangs and long nails that gleamed purple at the tips. A hint of amusement lingered, the thought that not too long ago, she’d been painting her nails. So feminine, so soft --
She ripped a claw down his belly, and he roared.
Zack stopped him with a broad hand on his chest. “Not yet.”
Kelly opened her mouth to taste his scent in the air. A thin trail of blood trickled down his belly.
“Mine.” She stepped closer and cautiously knelt between his feet.
Ace’s cock grew harder, as stiff as iron. With Zack beside him and Kelly on her knees in front of him, he wanted nothing more than to ride his mates until he came.
Kelly pressed her mouth to the start of his injury and slid up his body to lick the blood away. The scratch had already healed, but the press of her lips against his flesh caused him to arch into her.
A soft hand gripped his balls in warning, and he stayed as still as he was able, his breath overly loud in the sudden silence.
“Mine.” Kelly’s tongue trailed back down his abdomen, her mouth resting above his pubic bone. She released his sac to cup him, then ran her hand over his taut shaft.
“Yes,” Ace hissed, grabbing the hand Zack used to steady him.
Kelly lifted her head to study his cock. She leaned closer to the fluid beading at his slit and licked it away. “Good.”
Ace groaned, unable to keep still.
Turning to Zack just a step away, Kelly lifted a hand, her claws at the ready.
“No,” he growled. “You want to taste me, you take what I offer.” He gripped his cock and held it out for her. “Lick it off.”
Zack’s dominance had a predictable effect on Ace. His balls drew tight, and he shivered, taken with the need to submit to his more powerful mate.
Kelly’s eyes flashed, but she didn’t disobey. She leaned close and stuck out a pretty pink tongue. With a soft stroke, she licked away the cream glistening on Zack’s cock.