Chasing Tiger Tail [Tigers of Twisted, Texas 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “What for?”

  Curious much?

  “I’d rather leave it for them. Can you ask them for me?”

  “Sure. Got anything else I can do for you?”

  She held back a laugh. He was brusque and sometimes downright rude, but he had a good heart. Bill Broderick had helped out a lot of people. “Nope. That’s it.”

  “Okay, then. So long.”

  “Bye, Mr. Brod—” But before she could get the rest out, he’d already hung up. “Just make sure you ask them.”

  Setting the phone down, she hurried toward the bedroom. Since she didn’t have a specific time the men would show up, she had to be ready as soon as she could. She dressed quickly, wanting to wear something special to grab their attention. She’d just finished checking her makeup and her hair when she heard the roar of their truck.

  “Damn. Talk about fast.”

  She flung open the front door and pushed back the screened one. They sat in their pickup for a moment, looking at her, and even from a distance she could see the heat in their eyes. They slid out of the truck at the same time and let their long, strong legs eat up the distance across the yard.

  “Holy hell, but you look amazing. Still, I’ve got to ask. Are you planning on going somewhere?” asked Cam. “If you are, I think you’ve forgotten part of your outfit.”

  “Nope.” She propped a hand on her hip. The pinstriped suit jacket was longer than she liked, but until she earned her license to practice, the one skirt, and jacket would have to do. She’d buttoned the front, but there was still enough of a gap at the bottom to let the pink of her lacy panties show.

  “What’s going on?” asked Phil. His gaze dropped to the gap. “And what’s under the jacket?”

  “You’ll find out soon enough. If everything goes according to plan.”

  “Okay. What’s everything?” Phil was slightly ahead of Cam as they took the steps two at a time.

  She whirled around and rushed inside, turning the screen door free for them to catch. “We have some negotiating to do. Once we reach an agreement, then you can see what’s underneath.”

  “We agree to whatever terms you want, counselor,” joked Cam.

  She had to hurry to stay ahead of them as she led them down the hallway to the tiny room that served as both a guest bedroom and a makeshift office. The bed was pushed to one side while her office occupied the other side. She got behind the small metal table she used as a desk and motioned for them to close the door behind them. Cam and Phil stood in front of the two folding chairs she’d set out for them.

  “Have a seat, gentlemen.”

  “I hope this isn’t going to take long.” Cam’s tongue flicked over his upper lip. “We can stand only so much torture with you looking like that.”

  “Just sit.”

  They glanced at each other then sat down.

  “Good.” She leaned over the table, ostensibly to look at the paper she’d placed there earlier. But her real goal was to give them a good shot down the front of the jacket at her ample cleavage. The soft moan Cam gave told her she’d achieved her goal.

  She pushed the paper toward them. “This is a letter of acceptance. If you agree to the conditions, please sign and initial at the bottom of the page.”

  “A letter of acceptance? Acceptance of what?”

  “Just read it out loud, Cam.”

  He skimmed the letter then looked up at her. “Is this for real?”

  “It sure is.”

  “Read it, Cam.” Phil leaned toward his brother, putting his shoulder close to his.

  “Okay. Here goes.” Cam’s tone was light and filled with joy.

  “To Cam and Phil Nordstrom

  Potential Mates

  Dear sirs:

  Please accept this as written notice that Danna Harris accepts your offer to become her mate. This acceptance is dependent on the following conditions:

  Condition One:

  The following parties will retain joint ownership of Cracked Creek Ranch: Harriet Harris-Wills, Danna Harris, Cam Nordstrom, and Phil Nordstrom.”

  Cam stopped and regarded her. “You want us to add your sister’s name and ours to the deed?”

  “Exactly.” She arched an eyebrow. “Do you accept the first condition?”

  “Hell yeah.” Phil grinned. “Read on, brother.”

  “Condition Two:

  Harriet Harris-Wills will receive a quarter of the profits from the ranch and any sale of property, land or stock, for one year. After one year, she will sign her portion of the ranch over to the other owners giving each of them one-third share in the ranch.”

  “And Harriet’s agreed to this?” asked Phil.

  “She has.”

  Phil frowned. “That doesn’t seem like a lot of money for her part.”

  “She didn’t want to take anything at all. Since our father left the ranch to me, she didn’t have any share in it. As far as she’s concerned, I did all the work to keep the ranch going—or at least, I tried to keep it going—so she believes I deserve it. Plus it’s my mates who will be working the place and, hopefully, getting it to turn a profit. She’s fine with the arrangement.”

  “Oh, there will be a profit. You can count on it.” Cam lowered his gaze to the letter and continued reading.

  “Condition Three:

  Cam and Phil Nordstrom agree to manage the ranch and its stock while Danna Harris is in law school. All major decisions regarding the house, property, and stock will be jointly agreed upon by all the owners.”

  “I don’t see a problem there.” Phil glanced at Cam. “Do you?”

  “Nope.”

  “Keep reading, brother.”

  “Condition Four:

  Once Danna Harris returns to Twisted, she agrees to seek help with any children resulting from their union.”

  “Does this mean you’ll have our children?” Phil’s sly smile was crooked, as though he was fighting not to grin.

  “As long as you still agree to a nanny helping out with the kids.” She arched an eyebrow, practicing her lawyer demeanor. “Or you.”

  She almost laughed when they answered together.

  “Agreed.”

  Cam cleared his throat and read again.

  “Condition Five:

  Danna Harris is to remain human until such time as she decides to be transformed.”

  “That’s always been your call to make, baby. And it always will be.” Phil stood, but then sat back down when she motioned for him to do so.

  “I’m putting it writing, is all. I want to stay human in case one of our children is human. Trust me. It’s tough being the only human in a house of weretigers. Keep reading, Cam.”

  She swallowed as the old pain of her mother’s leaving reared its ugly head again. “And you’re sure you’ll love a human child as much as a shifter one?”

  “You know we will. Right, Phil?”

  “Right.”

  She’d needed to hear it said out loud. “Good. The next condition is the most important one of them all.” She played with the buttons on her jacket to tease them.

  “Condition Six:

  All parties hereby acknowledge that they love each other unconditionally, with and without the connection.”

  “That’s the easiest one of all.” Cam stood again and ignored her request for him to sit down again.

  “Yeah, baby. We love you with everything we are.” Phil stood, too.

  How masculine and virile they were never failed to amaze her. She’d gotten lucky in more than one way. To find her mates was lucky enough, but to find mates like her men was a miracle.

  “I love you, too.” She choked up and had to take a moment to regain her composure. “Read the last line and then sign at the bottom next to my signature. It’s not a condition, but it is an acknowledgment.”

  Cam bent his head and started reading again.

  “All parties hereby acknowledge that they are mated from this moment forward.”

  “Wait a minute. I don
’t want to sound all girly or anything, but don’t you want a wedding?” Phil took the piece of paper and studied it for himself. “With the white dress and all?”

  “Nope. All I need is right here with me.”

  “I’ve got to ask.” Cam took a pen off the desk and handed it to his brother. “Why put this in a legal document? Why not just tell us?”

  She shrugged. “I’m a future lawyer. Why wouldn’t I want to put it down on paper?”

  “Yeah, brother.” Phil finished signing with a flourish and handed the pen to Cam. “You know how it is with those lawyer types. They have to get every detail lined out and written down. They don’t consider it legal and binding unless everyone’s signed on the dotted line.”

  Cam signed the document and handed it back to her. “Okay, then. Here you go. Signed and delivered.”

  She took the paper, looked it over, and then slipped it into a file folder. “Good. We’ve got it all down. No need for a notary. I trust you two.”

  With a sultry expression, she walked around the desk toward the bed. Turning to face them, she undid the buttons on her jacket. One shrug sent it falling to the floor. Their appreciative looks were all the validation she needed. The pink corset and panties were the perfect lures.

  “Now, mates, how about we make this official?”

  The amber sparked in their eyes as they grew closer.

  “And how do you suggest we do that?” Cam kept coming, making her step backward.

  Her legs hit the edge of the bed. “Do I really have to tell you?”

  “Maybe you need to tell my brother, but not me.” Phil pressed his fingers against her neck. “Then again, he never was as bright as me.”

  “Talk about a load of bullshit.” Cam gave Phil a hard shove, but it didn’t push him away for long.

  She licked her lips as an idea she’d been thinking about came back to her. “I’ve always heard that weretigers like it kind of rough. Is it true?”

  “It’s kind of in our blood.” Cam searched her. “Are you asking because you’re afraid or because you like it rough?”

  She answered honestly. “Both.”

  “We can’t be too hard on you. After all, you’re only human.” Phil bent low and slid his tongue along her collarbone. “We can show you what it’s like, if you want.”

  “Yeah. I want.” She placed a hand on each of their chests. “Show me.”

  A shiver raced over her spine as they hemmed her in, capturing her between them. She would readily be their prisoner, locked between them.

  A sensation, the connection climbing to a higher level, skimmed along her neck as Phil slid his hand under her hair. His hand cupped the back of her neck and held her still.

  “Are you sure about this, baby?”

  Was he asking about the sex? Or about them?

  “Yes.” The answer was the same for both.

  She trembled as Cam traced his finger along her arm. “We’ve wanted you our entire lives.”

  “It’s the same for me. I just didn’t know it.”

  Cam took her hand. “If only you’d listened to us sooner.”

  “Don’t push it.” She glanced at Phil. “Either of you. I know it took me a while, but I couldn’t see how I could have everything I wanted.”

  Cam took her breast and cupped it. She could feel calluses on his palm.

  “Look at me, baby.”

  She obeyed Phil’s order, loving the commanding tone of his voice. “Yes.”

  “We’re going to give it to you both ways. Hard and soft.”

  “Okay.” She lifted her hand, wanting to stroke the stubble on his chin. Yet before she could touch him, they took her arms and pulled them to her sides.

  “Stay put.”

  “So you’re going to give me orders now?”

  “I told you to stay.”

  The harshness of Cam’s voice sent wetness exploding between her legs. She’d wanted them before, but never as much as she did right then. The connection whirled between them, lighting her skin as though thousands of tiny fires skimmed over her flesh.

  “Look in the nightstand, Phil. I picked up a few things.”

  “When?” asked Cam.

  Amazingly, she blushed. There was no way she’d tell them about ordering the items online and rush-shipping them to her house. “Never mind. Just take a look.”

  Phil stepped away, going to the one small nightstand. He pulled the drawer open then grinned at her. “You’re full of surprises.”

  “I am.”

  He frowned as she trembled. “Don’t worry. You can trust us to not hurt you, but be sure to tell us if we are. We may not realize it. Like we said, you’re only human. Anytime you want us to stop, say the word and we will.”

  Her gaze fell to the items he held, including a pair of handcuffs. “What are you going to do?”

  Cam took her chin and made her gaze into his eyes. The amber flecks were taking over. “Telling you wouldn’t be as fun as showing you.”

  “Good point.”

  “Let’s take this a step further.” The corner of Cam’s mouth twerked upward. “No speaking unless we tell you to. Understood?”

  “You expect me to keep my mouth shut? You do remember I’m going to be a lawyer, right? We talk for a living.”

  “Danna.” His warning came out in a growl.

  She bit her lower lip. If it were anyone else, she would’ve gotten upset, even angry. Coming from him, the warning sounded sexy. And oh-so special.

  Cam tracked his hand over the curve of her hip and onto her butt cheek.

  Smack.

  “Ow. Why’d you spank me?”

  Smack.

  Cam shot her a look. “I told you.” He lifted his finger to his lips. “Shh.”

  She couldn’t help but feel feisty enough to test him. “I can’t believe you spanked me.”

  Smack. Smack.

  “Want me to keep going?”

  The sting of the spankings rippled through her. They were exciting, even if a little painful. But a little pain felt good. She’d thought her body had come alive already, but the pain brought with it a thrill that made the craving surge stronger.

  “Put your arms behind your back.” Phil dangled the handcuffs from one finger.

  “Really?” Her voice wavered. Not from fear, but with excitement. She obeyed.

  Cam took her by the chin hard enough to make her wince. “Do as you’re told, mate. Go ahead, brother.”

  “Sure thing.” Phil wrapped the cuffs around her wrists.

  She tugged at them, testing them. They were tight, but not enough to dig into her skin. “What are you going to do?”

  “No talking.” Cam grabbed her behind the neck and pulled her to him. His mouth crushed to hers, taking away her breath. At first, she thought about resisting him, to tease him, but she couldn’t. Instead, she leaned into him and kissed him back for all she was worth.

  Her nipples swelled into hard mountains. She ached for the men to rub each one and torture them with their tongues. Her pussy pounded, matching the pounding of her heart.

  Another slap struck her butt cheek, still stinging from the previous one. Pleasure erupted over her flesh and traveled to the rest of her. If she could’ve spoken, she would’ve begged Cam for another spank.

  Cam stepped back, his hot gaze locked on her, and rid himself of his clothes. Although he worked quickly, he took long enough to give her a show. A show he could barely take the time to perform. Before long, his clothes were tossed aside along with his boots.

  Oh, yeah.

  She marveled at the sight of his hard, muscular body. A dark sprinkling of hair trailed down from his belly button to the curly patch below. His cock, erect and perfectly curved was like a missile of passion pointed directly at her. She moaned as a wave of need rushed over her.

  Phil yanked his jeans off along with his boots. His shirt quickly followed. He didn’t even attempt to put on a show. From his intense expression, he couldn’t have slowed down for anything. He wa
s as solidly built as his brother, his wide shoulders leading to the lean waist. Pre-cum dripped from the end of his cock.

  Phil dropped to his knees. His touch as he slid his fingers along her thigh tickled her. He chuckled and slipped them over her butt cheek to her asshole. “I’m going to fuck you from behind, baby. Tell me you want me to.”

  Her answer came out in a rush of air. “Yes. Please.”

  Cam pinched her nipples and swiped his tongue over one, then the other. “Tell us how much you want us.”

  Her body tingled as they skimmed their hands over her. Her body, her soul ignited in ecstasy. Every nerve was alive and burning for them to touch her, to please her.

  Phil came to his feet, then stepped away again as Cam went to his knees. “Spread your legs. Now.”

  She didn’t look down even though it was tempting to see what Phil handed to Cam. Something soft rubbed over her thighs. She inhaled a sharp breath as whatever it was vibrated against her leg. Need took over and, without thinking, she spread her legs wider.

  The hum of the vibrator grew louder the harder he pressed it against her legs. But it was too far away for it to do much good. “Please, Cam. Use it on me.”

  “What’s the secret word?” He chuckled, bringing the toy to the tip before skimming the side of it along her skin again.

  “Please.” She moaned. “Pretty please.”

  “Whatever you want, hon.” Slowly, deliberately teasing her, Cam put it against her pussy lips.

  She groaned, almost sounding like she was growling. “More. Please.” She thrust her hips forward, urging him on.

  He pushed it harder against her folds, moving them apart. Even though she’d expected it, the sensation was so intense that she couldn’t help but cry out. “More.”

  “Easy, hon.” He slid against her clit. The feeling was amazing, searing into her, sending her heated body into an ever-growing surge of need. She’d explode soon, no matter how hard she fought to keep it in check. She yelped and jerked at her arms, wishing she could bury her hands in his hair. She cried out again when his tongue eased her pussy lips part.