When Rosanna entered the office, Sara sat up straighter in her seat and hoped she didn’t look as tired as she felt. The other woman was carrying a jug of water and a glass. She smiled at Sara, but that smile didn’t reach those cold calculating eyes.
Rosanna sauntered over to the desk and put the jug and glass down. “Alice thought you might be thirsty. This is the last time I do anything for you, bitch.”
Sara pushed her chair back and walked around the desk, keeping her eyes on Rosanna. She was going to get the bottom of the other woman’s hostility toward her if it was the last thing she did. After placing her hands on her hips, she glared at her.
“What the hell is your problem? I’ve done nothing to warrant your anger or bitterness.”
“That’s what you think,” Rosanna snarled and bared her teeth at her. “Chase and Tony came to me whenever they wanted to let off a little steam. Now that you’re on the scene they haven’t looked twice at me.”
Sara’s stomach began to roil, and jealousy pierced her heart. She knew exactly what Rosanna was getting at, she didn’t need it pointed out to her on a map.
“Rosanna, you know that mates are special. I’m sorry that they have ignored you, but that’s not my fault.”
“I want them back.”
Again Rosanna growled and bared her teeth, and when her eyes began to glow, Sara knew she was a werewolf, too. She didn’t want to anger the other woman more than she already was, but they were talking about her men, her mates, and she wasn’t about to step aside so this bitch could have her fuck buddies back.
“That’s not going to happen, Rosanna. They love me, and I love them.”
“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. They don’t love you. They’re only with you because they don’t have a choice who they get to mate with.
“I hate all you fucking human women. I would have been queen if it wasn’t for all you bitches. Lucien and his brothers were mine until that slut came along. And then you had to steal Chase and Tony from me. If I had my way, all humans would be wiped from this earth.”
“Listen to yourself, Rosanna. You’re crazy.” As Sara looked into her eyes she knew what she’d just said was the truth. Rosanna was batshit crazy.
“They will be mine again.”
“Bullshit!” Sara snapped. “You’re only angry because you don’t have their attention or get to have sex with them anymore. The only reason you’re so pissed is because you’re no longer getting any.
“I don’t care what you say, but they love me with their whole hearts and would never turn away from me.”
Rosanna walked toward the door, but Sara was worried because she was so angry her face was red, her eyes were glowing brighter, and she was showing her claws, literally as well as figuratively.
“We’ll just see about that.” Rosanna stormed from the office slamming the door behind her.
Sara moved back to her chair and sank down into it. She hated confrontations, but when someone needed to face reality, especially if she was involved in the situation, she wasn’t about to back down. She sighed and was pleased when her racing heart and breathing finally came back to normal, but tensed when the door opened, expecting to see Rosanna again. But thank God it wasn’t, because she hadn’t settled from their first little go-around yet and wasn’t sure she was up to another verbal sparring match.
Hillary came further into the room, looking worried. “Was that Rosanna in here snarling at you?”
“Yes,” Sara answered. “But don’t worry about it. I think we finally understand each other.”
“If she’s giving you trouble go and talk to Lucien. He is Alpha, after all, and controls the whole pack,” Hillary suggested.
“No. I don’t want to get her into trouble. Besides, I’ve already taken care of it. I don’t think she’ll cause me anymore problems.”
“I hope you’re right, Sara, but watch your back. She’s always been a vindictive, malicious bitch.”
“I’ll be fine. I’m used to taking care of myself.”
“Okay, but just be careful.” Hillary sniffed the air and then smiled at her before exiting.
“What the hell is with all the sniffing when I’m around?” Sara muttered under her breath and then shrugged her shoulders. She always showered and was meticulous with her hygiene, and decided if she smelled bad to them, then that was their problem.
Sara covered her mouth as she yawned and then filled the glass with water and drank it down without taking a breath. When she’d finished the water, she had a strange, bitter taste in her mouth. Maybe she had a smell to her because she was getting sick. The only time anything didn’t taste right was just before she got ill, but she was still thirsty so she poured some more water into the glass. She’d just taken a sip when she felt sick to her stomach. The glass slipped from her fingers and fell onto the carpeted floor with a dull thud. Her head was spinning, and even though she was very cold, perspiration formed all over her body.
She stood up but had to grip the edge of the desk so she wouldn’t topple over, but when her vision didn’t clear, she knew something was dreadfully wrong. Sara slowly wobbled her way to the door, sweat now seeping from her pores, and as she opened the office door, she went down on her knees and then fell to her side on the floor.
She heaved and retched as burning pain shot through her stomach, causing her to moan and clutch at her belly.
“Tessa,” Sara yelled as loud as she could between bouts of vomiting but wasn’t sure it had been loud enough.
Tony pushed her shirt up and nudged her onto her side. Chase helped her move over, drawing her body against his, and he continued to kiss her with a rapaciousness she couldn’t help but return. She’d never felt such a deep hunger, and even though she wanted their touch more than anything, she wasn’t sure she’d survive feeling their hands on her body. Hands tugged and pulled, and Sara let them do what they wanted. She shivered when the cooler ambient air brushed over her skin, and she realized she was naked from the waist up.
Chase slowed the kiss and then he lifted his head. A shudder ripped up the length of her spine, causing goose bumps to break out all over her skin. They eased onto her back again and then Tony maneuvered down the bed until he was sitting near her feet. His heated gaze met hers, and as she watched him he reached for the button on her jeans and tugged it open. With their eyes still locked together, he slowly lowered the zipper, and then he was pulling her jeans and panties down over her hips and off over her feet.
“Fucking beautiful,” Chase’s voice was deeper and huskier than it was before, and when she looked at him she saw that he was perusing the length of her naked body.
“Absolutely gorgeous,” Tony whispered just before his hands began to caress up and down her shins. When he reached her knees, he gave them a light rub before meeting her eyes. “Let us in, baby. Open up for us.”
Sara slowly spread her legs apart, and the low rumbling growls which elicited from the two men sent her desire up another notch. Her breasts were jiggling with each breath she took, and the more she panted,the hotter she got.
“Your cream smells amazing, Sara,” Tony rasped as he shifted on the bed until he was lying down between her splayed thighs. “I have to taste you, baby.”
Tony lowered his mouth to her neatly trimmed pussy and a groan of pleasure erupted from her mouth at the first long lick he took. She forced her heavy lids open and looked down at him through hazy eyes and watched and felt the touch of his and Chase’s hands on her naked flesh. But instead of Tony tasting her again like she expected him to do, he began nibbling and licking up and down her inner thighs.
Chase started kissing her again, and as he did, he cupped her breasts in his hands and kneaded the fleshy globes. She cried out when he pinched both nipples between his fingers and thumbs, causing shards of pleasure to shoot straight down to her pussy. Her clit throbbed, her cunt clenched, and cream pooled in and then began dribbling from her hole.
Chase weaned his mouth from hers, kissing and nipping down the length of her neck. His mouth slid down her body, taking one hard nipple between his lips, and sucked hard on her throbbing peak, making her thrust her hips up, trying to gain contact where she needed it most. He let the nipple pop from his mouth, licking down over her slightly rounded belly, laving around her navel, then dipping his tongue inside before working his way back up to her breasts.
Tony’s head hovered over her mound, and he gave the top a gentle kiss before he moved further down between her legs, his wide shoulders parting her thighs even further. He slid his warm wet tongue within the folds of her swollen labia, licking around her flesh from the hole of her vagina to where her prominent clit protruded and ached, begging for his touch.
She cried out as he flicked his tongue back and forth rapidly over the sensitive bundle of nerves, and she shoved her hips up closer to his face. A deep guttural moan formed in her chest, then escaped from her mouth when Tony pressed a finger up inside her cunt. When he began stroking it in and out of her, she couldn’t keep still, her head moving restlessly on the pillow beneath her head, and her hips began to rock.
“Yes, sugar,” Chase whispered in her ear, “fuck that pussy onto Tony’s fingers. Take what you need, mate.” Chase nipped her ear, and then his teeth scraped down on the sensitive flesh beneath it.
She nearly cried out in protest when Tony withdrew his finger from her pussy, but then she mewled when he came back with two. His fingers were so thick and strong, she could feel the delicate wet flesh stretching, and there was a slight widening sensation as he pushed through and up until they were buried deeply within her body.
“So good,” Sara gasped. “I feel like I’m on fire.”
Tony lifted his head from her pussy and met her gaze briefly. “Then burn for me, baby.”