Kira lived the life of a pampered princess of a wealthy Japanese man who mourned the loss of his son and missing wife. She’d been given everything a girl could want, but nobody was allowed close enough to love or hurt her. All that changed when her life was threatened and he hired the Ravens as her security.
Thane and Garrick never expected to find their Fated, let alone that she’d be touched by a god. The legend of the Kitsune was steeped in mystery, but they’d need all the help they could get to save their Fated from the god who possessed her brother.
They’d need to travel into the deepest levels of hell and fight the Shinigami to save her and her brother. Kira realizes Thane and Garrick would give up their own lives to give her the family she’d never had. She would fight to hold onto the best things she could ever ask for, her warriors.
“Why are you two still following me? I told you to leave me alone.” Kira turned to face the two men who she’d been unable to shake no matter what she did. Even when she’d went into the restroom at LaGuardia, switched her clothes, pulled her hair up in a bun and covered her head with a stupid ball cap that said ‘I love NY’, they still fell in line behind her.
“Sweetheart, I hate to break it to you, but where you go we follow.” Garrick Theon flashed his pearly white teeth at her.
If Kira could, she’d gladly punch him in the mouth just to see if she could loosen a few of his perfect teeth. His lips tilted up in a grin she was beginning to hate and love in equal measures. Both men appealed to her, but that was truly a dangerous path to go down. The last man she’d thought she loved…Kira shut that train of thought off before the memories could resurface, bringing back the shame and heartache she’d worked so hard to bury.
“Hey now kitten, what put that look on your face?” Thantos Odysseus asked. His large hand curled into a fist, almost making her flinch as he raised it to her cheek, only to gently run it down in the softest caress.
Thane and G both looked at her, waiting on her to answer, and it took her a moment to figure out what it was that was asked. The look of hurt on Thane’s features made her want to reach out and apologize, but they were the ones who were invading her space.
“I just don’t understand why you insist on continuing to be my bodyguards, when clearly I can take care of myself,” Kira said, throwing her hands up in the air. She could see there was no changing their minds. However they didn’t know her, or her country as well as she did. Nor did they have two loyal Akitas. Her pets didn’t like anyone but her, she smiled imagining the look on their faces when they saw her four legged best friends.
“Thane? I don’t like the look in her eyes.” Garrick took a step closer to where she stood on the porch of her home.
Being back in Osore-Zan Japan where her mother was from, Kira felt a stronger connection to the woman. “There is nothing in my eyes except contempt for the both of you. Now, if you’ll both excuse me I’m going inside, alone. If you insist on guarding me, you can keep watch from out here.”
Kira turned on her heel to march inside, coming to a stop as Garrick, or G to his friends, materialized in her path. “You can lie to yourself, but not to Thane and I, Neko-Chan.”
“Did you just call me kitten in Japanese?” She held up her hand. “No, don’t answer that, just get out of my way.” She knew they treated her with kid gloves because she was so much smaller than them. At five-foot-three to their six-foot-six and six-foot-seven if she was to guess, okay if she was being honest she knew exactly how tall they were. Having studied them whenever they weren’t looking, Kira could give a detailed description of each man down to every visible scar.
“You can bitch all you want Kira, but it won’t change the fact that you aren’t stepping foot inside until Thane and I check it out.”
A sense of danger had the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. She took a step closer to Garrick, placing her hands on each of his biceps. “Do you feel that?”
Thane stepped up behind her. “What is it?”
A shiver stole up her spine. “Something is out there.” She didn’t turn to look out toward the towering trees in the distance, choosing to focus on G’s light blue eyes. He and Thane’s were almost identical and changed colors depending on their emotions.
“Is it secure?” Garrick asked Thane.
Kira wanted to protest his going over her head, literally and physically. The eerie feeling of being watched, marked for death by something evil wouldn’t go away. When she placed her hands on G, and then had Thane at her back the oily touch recoiled.
“I just scanned the interior and other than two beasts that are ready to bite our heads off, yes it’s secure.” Thane answered.
Garrick wrapped one arm around her, placing his body on the outside. “Do you want to let us in?” He indicated the handprint scanner by the door panel.
She wiped her sweaty palms on her ass, hearing Thane murmur something that sounded like he’d like to be her hands made her smile.
Once inside, the two beasts as Thane called them, came running to greet her. Garrick tried to push her behind him, but Kira had missed Taji and Hoshi her two Akitas, and slid under his arm. They were a beautiful breed of canines that were very protective, and usually didn’t get along well with others. She hugged the two dogs, letting them lick her face in greeting before standing back up.
With her back to the two Ravens who refused to leave her alone, Kira expelled a tired breath. She wasn’t ready to spill her guts, or her life story to them. Why did her father insist on hiring men who weren’t like the rest of his hired goons? Ones she could easily dismiss.
“We can stand here all day and night, or you can just spit it out, kitten. I think you know we have more than enough stamina to outlast you,” Thane said.
She turned her face up to his, love emanating on her glowing features. “I can see we will need to compromise then. Unless you plan to tie me up each time you leave.”
Possessiveness shot straight to Thane’s groin at her whispered words. “Oh, I think we could practice tying you up, only we will be with you when you are all tied up and at our mercy.”
“I like how you think, Thane.” Garrick didn’t look away from a kneeling Kira.
Their Fated took each of their hands and placed one on each of her breasts. The erect little nub stabbed into Thane’s palm. He let her control how much pressure he used, knowing she was doing the same with Garrick’s hand. He itched to use his fingers to twist her nipple into an even harder point, but wanted to see what she did next. She brought first Garrick’s hand up to her mouth, sucking his index finger in between her lips. His best friend’s groan turned to a moan, and then it was his turn for the same treatment. By the time she brought their wet fingers back to her breasts, her shirt was gone. Kira had used her new abilities to not only make her clothes disappear, but Thane was shocked to see he and Garrick were also naked.
She trailed their wet fingers around her nipples, her eyes rolling backward as Thane plucked at the one she’d given him access to. A soft cry escaped her lips when Garrick did the same on the other side.
Thane leaned forward, needing to taste her lips. He strummed his thumb over her nipple one more time, inching down the length of her body with his palm. Little shivers of need arced from her to both him and Garrick. He stroked her lower stomach, watching her eyes dilate, her muscles quivered beneath his fingers. Tracing an erotic pattern down her mons he heard her breath catch. Thane inched his hand toward her pussy, stroking down her thigh and back up before delving between the cleft, inserting one finger. “Damn, you’re so fucking wet.” He circled her clit, teasing softly. His head dipped toward her breasts, pausing when Garrick leaned forward and claimed her kiss-swollen lips. His eyes flared with joy and lust.
The easy, teasing movements of his finger over her clit nearly sent her over the edge, but Thane wanted to draw her pleasure out. Her hand moved over his, pulling on his wrists, trying to force his movements faster.
She moaned above him, the sound one of wanton need.
Thane released her breast with a loud pop. “You need to come, Kitten?”
“Yes, Thane, please.”
“Please what?” He continued to tease her clit while pumping one finger in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
Her eyes flashed emerald fire. “Don’t forget two, or in this case three, can play that game.” Kira locked eyes with him, licked her lips and began undulating her hips, beginning an erotic dance that would surely set any man aflame.
A shudder racked his body. Her hips rolled, and with his fingers on and inside her, he could feel her inner muscles working. He let loose a groan. He added a second finger alongside the first, pumping them in tandem to the flicks of the one teasing her clit.
“Yes! Don’t stop. Please, Thane,” Kira said.
“He’s not going to stop, Neko-Chan,” Garrick said, claiming Kira’s lips in another deep kiss.
Thane shoved the couch away from him, replacing his finger on her clit with his lips and tongue, sucking the bit of flesh into his mouth. His eyes closed to half-mast as her flavor burst in his mouth. Her body shook at the approaching orgasm, but he trusted Garrick to keep their Fated from falling. He lapped at her, slowly thrusting his fingers in and out and then moved to licking her slit. Another long, slow lick and he was rewarded with her cry of surprise. She was close to coming. From his estimation it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.
He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth once again, letting her feel the edge of his teeth.
“Oh, fuck, Thane. What the hell are you doing to me?”
He rumbled against her flesh, knowing the vibrations would be an added stimulation.
Garrick knelt behind Kira, his dark head bent, nibbling along the side of Kira’s neck. Thane shared with him the way Kira tasted, the way she tightened on his fingers. “Why, Kira. I do believe he’s eating you, love.” Garrick whispered wickedly.
Kira’s moan came out breathlessly. “Oh, all righty then.”
Thane smiled. Her thighs shook slightly. Looking up he saw Garrick holding her breasts, playing with her nipples, pinching them into hard peaks once again. His cock was like a steel pole at the sight of his best friend and his Fated enjoying her body.
She was gasping, panting with need, her body shuddering between them. Kira was on the verge of climax, her expression almost pained.
He took mercy on all three of them, sucking on her clit with purpose, using a small amount of power he hummed, allowing the vibrations to flow into her entire body. Her inner muscles clamped down on his fingers, screaming his name as she came. Her hand flew down to hold him to her, her fingers digging into his scalp, and she continued arching against him.
Kira moaned, whimpered, coming down from such an intense climax, her mind completely open to both he and Garrick. Thane kept up the gentle laps and licks, pulling his fingers out when the final pulses of her pussy stopped. If he didn’t fuck his Fated soon he was going to explode all over the hotel suite floor. He was so damn hard he hurt, and Garrick didn’t look like he was in any better condition.