“Now, sweetheart...”
“Covered in other men’s cum like the slut you are.”
“Honey, let’s talk this through.”
“No time for that, no matter how I might wish otherwise.” Brandon shifted his dick in his pants. “Best food comes in the morning, so we need to be there before all the queens start making their demands. So c’mon, hot stuff, wiggle those buns.”
Slade shot him a shocked look when the other man slapped him on the arse.
“Are you sure we need Brandon in the group?” Slade said. “The joint blow job was one thing, but the man’s starting to take liberties.”
“Jack and Hawk will be by to look over the fence. I don’t think there’s an issue with it, but it’s not a bad thing to check it.” Brandon caught Slade’s side-eye and glared at him. “We’ll all be back in a few hours.”
“You good, Shaunie?” Slade called out as the blond man emerged, drying his hair with a towel. He nodded.
“I know where the guns are, but we’re not likely to have an incursion, not with what she said at the matching hall.”
“Right then, anything in particular you want us to pick up, love?”
I let my eyes rake over the men, imagining for real the various ways we could waste the morning, if they weren’t so damn certain we needed food to survive. Slade saw the heat there and grinned, slow and sexy.
“Wear some of that out with Shaun, love, but save some for me.”
An awkward silence settled over the lounge room as the door shut. Shaun grabbed his cigarettes from the dining room table and said, “Wanna come sit on the porch for a bit?”
“OK.”
I blinked when we emerged out into the morning light. With the exception of going to the matching hall, I’d been closeted in the house since I’d turned. There was always someone dragging me down to the bedrooms the moment I was up and about, the only sun I saw was when we had a meal together or filtered through the bedroom curtains. There were several chairs set up on the broad deck, empty cans of beer and an ashtray covered the small coffee table. I took a seat.
“We haven’t talked...well, at all,” he said. He lit a cigarette, then came to a squat beside me, rubbing my arm. “I’m sorry about before. There just wasn’t much point pursuing things further until the change happened.”
“I obviously felt differently about that. So, what? You didn’t want to get to know me unless you knew there was an opportunity to become part of my harem?” My Tirian shifted inside me, eyeing the man closely.
“I really did have to work that night.”
“And the next night?”
“You got snapped up, just like I thought you would. Then you got...sick. When you turned, I figured I’d try to prove my worth when you went through the change.”
“And so here we are.”
I looked Shaun over. His hand dropped lower, to rub along my thigh, something that had me stirring despite myself. I didn’t know Shaun, didn’t know if I liked him, hated him or just didn’t care. I did know right now that I liked the feel of his hand against my skin, that fall of his ragged blonde hair, the dramatic bone structure, the flex of the muscles in his forearms all had an effect. His blue eyes stared into mine as his hand worked slowly higher. I licked my lips as I hooked my leg over one of the arms of the chair. His eyes dropped down, his hand had slid up and under the hem of my shorts. His fingers grazed along the seam where my thigh met my groin. They weren’t where I wanted them to be, which had me wriggling on the seat, something that made him grin.
I heard the crunch of tires on gravel as it came up the drive, but Shaun didn’t look away or move his hand. Rather, his fingers brushed over my mound, edging closer and closer to where I ached the most. If you’d asked if I’d let a guy stick his hand up my shorts and brush my pussy as strangers drove up to my place a couple of weeks ago, I’d have thought you were mad. If you’d said I’d be moving in my seat as the driver’s eyes bored into mine through the dirty windshield, gasping when Shaun’s fingers slid through my folds, smearing my dampness across my clit to give it a few flicks, I’d have been aghast. Probably as horrified as I was when he waited until the doors of the truck were slammed shut, and I could see the men walking towards us, to withdraw them.
Superficially, you’d think Jack and Shaun were similar. They both had long blond hair and lean muscular bodies. But Sh
aun’s eyes just burned into mine as he licked my leftovers from his fingers, whereas Jack was a picture of arrogant swagger, strolling on over, Hawk a dark shadow at his shoulder. His smile was sly as he took everything in, Shaun adjusting his cock, moving away from me to sit down, me dropping my leg, aiming for a semblance of modesty.
“Hey, baby,” he said, green eyes glittering as he looked down at the two of us. “Just here to see to the fence. Make sure you’re secure in your little castle.”
Hawk’s eyes scanned the lot of us, his nostrils flaring as he took in my skimpy clothes and Shaun’s fingers, before coming to rest on my mouth.
“Yeah?”
Jack was trying to bait me, I could feel the shift of my Tirian inside me, unhappy at such a blatant display of disrespect. She wanted him flat on his back, neck bared to our teeth, and then she wanted to explore all the many ways he could make up for his previous show of insolence.
He flicked a look over at Shaun. “How’s it going, Shaun. Missed you on the worksite.”