Mating Rituals [Impulse 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase Page A

breathing fractured, and she gave herself over to yet more exquisite shards of intense awareness she’d ever experienced. They kept at her with their amazing tongues, their magical fingers, their teeth—everything except their gorgeous cocks—until it felt as though her body had liquefied and she didn’t have a single bone left in it.
    She flopped down onto one side, laughing, crying, totally gratified. Someone wiped her clean and a pair of strong arms then lifted her between crisp cotton sheets. With a warm masculine body on either side of her, she fell into a satiated sleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

Chapter Six
     
    Kane was woken by the early morning sun creeping between a gap in the drapes, warming one side of his face. It was going to be another hot and humid Florida day—big surprise. It wasn’t the weather that had woken him but the absence of Aisha. He sensed that she was no longer there even before he turned to the empty space where she ought to have been, all curvaceous, warm, and sleepy, ready to be woken by his tongue, his hands, his… hell, don’t think that way!
    The pillows showed an indentation where her head had been. Her scent lingered and a couple of long strands of red hair clung to the bedding, but of the lady herself, there was no sign.
    “Where is she?” he asked, aware of Tyrone stirring.
    “Morning, lover.” Tyrone sat up, stretched, and cocked his head to one side. “I can hear her shower running.”
    “Yeah, me, too.” Kane relaxed. “Just for a minute I thought we’d spooked her into running out on us.”
    “I don’t think she’d do that. She’s probably just embarrassed about what we did to her, especially since she enjoyed it so much. I’m betting she hasn’t been with two men at the same time before.”
    Kane let out a deep hiss. “She better not have.”
    Tyrone shook his head. “Getting ahead of ourselves, aren’t we?”
    “I can’t help feeling possessive, even though we’re not in a position to actually possess her.”
    “And might never be. I told you we should have shut the door.”
    “Yeah well, in spite of everything, I can’t regret what went down. She’s the most amazing woman—everything I always hoped our mate would be, and more—receptive, sexy as hell, and not afraid to express herself. She gets in the zone, and goes right after what she wants.”
    “That’s certainly true.” Tyrone chuckled. “Thinking about some of the noises she made when she came kept me awake half the night.”
    “I hear you, man. I couldn’t have stopped myself from playing with her if the future of Impulse had depended on it.” Kane indulged in a lazy feline stretch and expelled a deep sigh. “How I resisted sinking my cock into her slick pussy I’ll never know.”
    “Yeah, she’s a little treasure.”
    “We ought to get up. She’ll have questions.”
    “How much are we gonna tell her?”
    Kane shrugged. “We’d better play it by ear. String her along until we know more about my situation. Mikael ought to have the results of that blood work this morning.”
    “Yeah, and Vadim would have checked Aisha out, just to make sure she is who she said she is. I sent him a pheromone like you asked me to.”
    “I don’t have any doubts that she’s genuine, but still, we can’t afford to take chances.”
    “Aisha turning up has concentrated my mind.” Tyrone’s expression was fiercely determined. “About Maria, I mean.”
    “She’s not the first shifter to have had an identity crisis. Lay down the law and she might come to her senses.”
    “Things between us were never that straightforward and never will be. We’re different people now and we’d tear one another apart if she came back. No, our relationship is done. It’s just the kids I want.”
    “You think she’d let them come back if you and I weren’t an item?” Kane knew how much his buddy loved and missed his kids. The two of them had hooked up after she’d walked out, and Maria now