Twice The Growl - Milly Taiden Page 0,25

nods again.

“And you both promised to be faithful and not look for another woman while we’re together,” she said, saying their words back to them. “I’ve made a decision. I don’t know how or why you two decided I was the woman for you.” She watched both, loving Theron’s fierce concentration on dissecting everything she said and Connor’s encouraging smile. “I’ll be your mate.” She cleared her throat. “That is, if you still want me.”

Both men jumped to their feet.

“Of course we want you!” Theron growled.

“You are the only woman we want,” Connor added.

She shifted from foot to foot, unsure what to do. Connor nodded at Theron, who marched toward her, the bright glow of his animal clear for her to see. He swept her into his arms and carried her to the bedroom.

“What are you doing?” She gasped, throwing her hands around his neck to hold on.

“We’re about to make you our mate.” He rubbed his face on her cheek.

“Now?” she squeaked. She hadn’t expected it would happen right away. She thought there was some kind of...ritual or something that needed to happen. Like when one got married. Only shifter style. Went to show she really needed to ask more questions about their kind.

Connor followed directly behind them. He removed his clothes, dropping all articles on his walk to the bedroom. She bit her lip at the sight of his strong sexy body. He didn’t have all the tattoos that Theron had. Instead, his body was pure muscled perfection. Hairless and smooth, she could lick him for hours and not need a break.

She glanced down at his fully erect cock. Her mouth watered. Damn she loved touching his body. Having him touch her. Hell, having both of them touch her was the highlight of her day. On days they both treated her like she was some kind of goddess, she went to sleep with a smile on her face. Most days, she woke up that way too.

Theron dropped her on the bed. She landed on the soft blankets with her legs spread open. Modesty had gone out the window. Connor searched through her nightstand drawer for something while Theron stripped. He was also fully aroused and so big and ready she bit her lip to keep from moaning.

“Come here,” Theron ordered. His facial lines tightened but remained human. As though his animal wanted control.

She crawled toward him on the bed. When she reached the edge, he glanced at her lips, his eyes bright gold. “Are you very attached to this dress?”

She blinked. Christ that deep rough voice set her blood on fire. “Not really.”

“Good.” He caressed her cheek and slid his hand down her front so softly she was caught off guard by the low sound of tearing fabric.

She peeked down to see the front of her dress split open. Theron grabbed the material and slid it off her body so carefully, she almost didn’t believe he’d been the one to tear it. Her bra and panties suffered the same fate. The articles of clothing were discarded and soon she was kneeling naked on the bed.

Connor came around the bed with a bottle of lube. She gulped, her hormones went into a frenzy. Theron slipped a hand into her hair and tugged her forward. He kissed her hard. Their lips and tongues melded and clashed. A struggle for dominance ensued. She no longer worried about being shy with either man. She’d allowed her inner demanding woman to come out. She took what she wanted from them. Her feelings for them had allowed her to open the door to trusting that they’d meet her needs both in and out of bed. And now she couldn’t get enough of them.

Theron cupped her heavy breasts. He molded and squeezed her sensitive flesh in his calloused hands. She moaned into the kiss. He pinched her nipples, tweaking and fondling her. The hard tugs sent electrical shards straight to her clit. She was wet, throbbing. Her body burned for her two men.

He pushed her tits together and broke their kiss.

“You know I love sucking your nipples. You have beautiful tits and I love the faces you make when I suck them.”

She inhaled sharply, her brain a complete mess. Her skin felt on fire. The urgent need to have them both inside her hit her so hard she lost her breath. That’s what would make her whole. Both men taking her. Owning her. Making her theirs.

“Lie back, gorgeous.” Theron crawled on the bed at the