Happy Middle of the week, guys. Ready to be teased, courtesy of the lovely Sandra Bunino, who hosts the Mid Week Tease every week?
You have no doubt seen me pop all over the internet this week like a demented flea, squealing about Panther Magic, which is now an ARe bestseller! :-)
So, naturally today's tease is from those panthers. To set the scene a little, Kate has just found out that Zeb and Arran, and her room mate, are shifters, and ....well, she is taking this about as well as you would, I reckon... They're backstage at the Palladium in the men's dressing room.
We're in Arran's POV and he's pretty pissed off himself right now.
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Fuck it all to hell and back. This certainly wasn’t going the way they’d intended. Arran ran a hand through his hair and threw Zeb another this is your fault look.
His brother’s growl in his head of sue me, little bro, did nothing to make him feel better. So much for Arran’s carefully thought out plan of seduction. He should have known that Zeb would jump the gun, and let Kate see his true self. The plan had been to show her that the panthers they used were not in any way harmed, and to blow her mind a little, not let her see they were shifters. His hothead brother, of course, had shifted too close to her, even with the distractions of the music and the smoke. Their girl was no fool, and only a fool would have missed the way his eyes changed in his panther form.
“Erm, Kate, what has you so riled? This is not—”
Natasha’s attempt at soothing the waters was interrupted by Kate’s growl. It made Arran grin, and Zeb’s lips, too, curled up into a smile. That feminine sound was sexy as hell and would have done any female panther proud. Not that their girl was a shifter. No, she was very much human, and pissed as fuck right now. She was almost shaking in anger, waves of fury coming off her that made the little Siberian tiger take several steps back and put her hands up in a defensive gesture, as she shook her head.
“This is not what, Tash? Not completely fucked up? But then you would say that, wouldn’t you?” In her distress Natasha blinked, and Arran groaned when the woman’s eyes turned into the catlike slits of her inner animal. Not helpful right now. Sure enough Kate shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. Her slight shoulders were heaving with the effort it seemed to take for her to control her breathing, and the intriguing line of her piercings twinkled in the harsh lighting reflected off the big mirrors on the wall. It had been an interesting discovery when he’d put his hand on her neck back in the stalls. Her long hair had covered those modifications when they’d first seen her at the spa. Now they called to him like a beacon. He wanted to kiss his way down the curve of her spine until he reached the firm globes of her ass, and…
Arran shook his head and with a rueful grin at his brother adjusted his cock. He’d been in a state of arousal ever since he’d first scented their girl, and he knew Zeb was in the same predicament. He glanced over at him briefly and then focused his attention back on their girl.
“God, you’re one of them, aren’t you? It all makes sense now, and there was me thinking I was imagining things. Fuck it, all that sniffing, and the…” She swung round, and the look she threw at Zeb when he tried to grasp her shoulder made Arran instinctively cover his balls. Damn she was fucking hot this fired up, mind you. The most delightful blush had spread over her pale skin, and her pert little breasts quivered in outrage. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the way the clingy fabric of her dress clearly outlined her nipples, and he grew hard as nails when it dawned on him that she was definitely not wearing a bra. Garter belt or hold up stockings, that was the question? The sheer black encasing her long legs in those fuck me stiletto sandals made him wonder, and his panther purred at the thought of finding out what she was hiding under there. Not that it looked as though either he or Zeb were going to ascertain this any time soon, and he smirked at his thought processes.
“I’m glad you find this all so amusing, Arran Harris. What? Is this all a game to you? Have fun at the clueless human’s expense, is that it? What the hell are you?” The way her eyes filled with tears when she said that made his chest feel tight, and ignoring Natasha he stepped closer to Kate. She retreated only to be stopped by the wall of muscle that was Zeb, and she flinched when his brother pinned her arms to her side, and growled, “Enough, girl. It’s not like that.”
Arran gently grasped her chin to make her look up at him, and he had to clear his throat several times to get his voice to work. Kate looked utterly miserable, confused and hurt, and he wanted to take that pain away. The urge to run his lips over hers, and to kiss her senseless was almost too much to resist. She wouldn’t fight him for long, he knew that. Already her body was growing pliant, the musk of her arousal heavy in the air. She might be pissed at them both, but she also wanted them with the same fierce need that coursed through his and Zeb’s veins right now, and that meant they both kept messing this up.
It would be so easy to simply claim her and be done with it, but his panther wanted forever, and he wanted her submission freely given, not foisted on her by the magic of a bond whose workings no one could explain.
When she looked as though she was going to say something else, he ran his thumb over her lips lightly, and Kate froze.
“Shh, my sweet, Zeb is right. No one is laughing here, and certainly not at your expense.”
There’s no such thing as magic…
Kate doesn’t believe in it, let alone the panther sort Arran and Zeb Harris are famous for. Using animals in their act is just downright cruel. If only she could convince her libido of that. Instead she seems to have fallen head over heels in lust with those sex-on-legs twin brothers. Getting laid will cure this, surely?
When panther shifters Arran and Zeb scent their mate, they know they’ll have a fight on their hands. The delectable human morsel might be submissive, but Kate has spirit, never mind the small matter she has no idea shifters exist.
They want her submission freely given and not forced upon her by the mysterious mating bond. However, when their panthers kill while rescuing Kate, that bond might well be the only thing to keep them alive.
It’s up to Kate to save her Sirs.
Be Warned: BDSM, menage sex (MFM), anal sex, rimming
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