Their Siren

Chapter Six

Julian

I would have laughed if I hadn’t been ever so slightly pissed off with my brother. If I hadn’t of turned around at just the right moment, I would have missed his hasty exit, Hannah in tow. She was enveloped in his evening jacket, and as comical as my brothers jealousy was, I couldn’t really disagree with his choice to cover her. She had been ogled enough for one night.

I slid into the back seat of the limo just in time, folding my tall frame to fit through the low door. I hated these things. Hated the showiness of them but at least they had plenty of room to stretch my legs when I did get inside.

“Trying to sneak off without me brother”

Alexander at least had the good graces to look sheepish, as I settled into the seat opposite them. Eyeing the hand, he had possessively placed just above her knee, I raised my eyebrow at him, and he grinned back at me. Fool, I almost laughed. Being impatient and reckless was my thing. It was funny to see him acting so different from his usual reserved self.

“as if I would”

Yeah right, I grinned at them both.

“We wouldn’t have left without you Julian”

Leaning forward, elbows on my knees I bought her small hand to my lips. “I’m sure you wouldn’t of beautiful but my brother, I think he would like some alone time with you right now”

“And you don’t want alone time with me?” Her voice was quizzical, she was teasing me I was sure of it.

Oh, she was fearless alright, that defiant little mouth was pouting again.

“Oh, beautiful I want alone time with you more than I want to breath, but I don’t mind sharing” my lips found the pulse in her wrist. It was racing.

“Sharing?”. There was a light in her eyes, as if she had decided something in that instant.

I didn’t even think about it, kneeling in front of her I reached up to run a finger down her cheek, tracing her jawline and was rewarded when she lent her face into my palm. My heart skipping a beat as she pressed her lips into my hand. Oh, I think I liked what she had decided.

I had told myself a million times that I wouldn’t kiss her until she asked me to but at that moment, I knew I couldn’t wait. It was just a small kiss; I barely brushed my lips over hers mouth but that was all it took. The small whimper she made, and I lost all control. I could hear my brother growling low in his throat, his lips on her collar bone and I crushed my lips down on hers. Holding her face firm between my hands. It didn’t matter that my brother was right there. The only thing that mattered was that I was kissing the woman the fates had decided to give me as a mate.

Her lips were soft, yielding. I pulled back slightly breathless. Searching her face for any trace of fear. There was none. Her eyes fluttered shut as my brothers hands moved up from her side, fingers brushing the side of her breast as he moved her red curls off her other shoulder to place his lips there.

“My turn” He turned her bodily, almost pilling her into his lap as his lips found hers, leaving a trail along her jawline and returning to her lips again.

“Do you always share women?” she pulled away slightly, staring at us each in turn.

“No, not women there are no other women” I couldn’t believe she had said it so flatly, like she suspected we often tried to seduce women in the back of our car. together, sure we had shared women before, but none like her. It made me almost angry that she labelled herself just another woman.

“You aren’t just any woman” My brother whispered against her ear. “But we are in no rush, we can go as fast or slow as you want”

He couldn’t talk for me on that one, I wanted her. And I wasn’t known for my patience but catching my brother frantic look I nodded mutely, I received his message loud and clear. We couldn’t rush this, or her to do so would risk losing her.

“But I can promise you one thing beautiful Hannah, it will be worth the wait” Alexander winked at her and settled back away from her, c*****g his head in a silent message that I was to do the same.

“Now how about we head home, get into something more comfortable and I’ll make popcorn,”

Alexander

“Go, I’ll do the popcorn” Julian had almost ordered me as soon as we had walked through the door, his eyes lingering on Hannah’s back as she headed upstairs, shoes in her hand. Her round behind swaying with every step.

“I am more than capable of microwaving popcorn” Which was a lie. I was a terrible cook, I couldn’t even boil water without the pan boiling dry, he gave me a look like he knew exactly what would happen to the popcorn if I was left in charge of it, then lifted his chin in the direction of the stairs,

He wanted me to go after Hannah, alone. And alone was probably the best, things had gotten out of hand in the limo, not at all how we had wanted things to start happening. sometimes passion took over. The last thing either of us wanted was for Hannah to feel rushed or over whelmed, and with both of us jumping on her the way we had in the limo she was bound to be feeling a little confused.

Pausing at her door, I hesitated for just a second, hand raised to knock. What the hell were we doing? We were rushing in trying to claim our mate, when we knew the council would never let us keep her. In the long run this wouldn’t work, Hannah’s mind would be wiped, she wouldn’t remember the time she spent with us, but we would, we would remember every little taste of her she allowed us to have, and it would tear us apart. Maybe it was better to just stop.

“Alexander?”

I forced my head up, I hadn’t even realized she had opened the door, I had been too deep in thought to notice.

“Are you ok?” Her wide green eyes were troubled. She was worried about me. Me!

“Of course, I was just coming to make sure you were” Forcing myself to smile, I glanced down at her hand on my arm and knew giving her up would be next to impossible. Just the touch of her tiny hand on my arm sent my heart racing. I would never be able to give her up, not and be complete.

“Actually, I could do with some help, did you want to come in” She opened the door wider and I stepped through.

My eyes glanced around, I rarely bothered her in her room, so it was great to see how she lived. Bed unmade, duvet in a rumpled pile at the bottom of the bed, there were papers and pencils strewn all over it. Hannah was messy, and I hadn’t even realized. She had kept our house spotless in the time we were away that I never really gave it much thought to if she was generally a tidy person. The fact she was a bit of a slob just proved to me how much we didn’t know her. The mate call was there, the attraction definitely but as people could we actually get along? That would remain to be seen, if the last few days were anything to go by then yes, we could.

“Give a girl a hand” she c****d an eye brow at me, motioning to the back zipper on her dress.

“Sure” Yeah sure I would strip your clothes off, I would have even more of your tantalizing skin under my fingertips minutes after I just vowed to myself that I wouldn’t touch you again, I could hear the universe laughing. The zipper slid down smoothly but I had to take my time, if I had to give her up then this might be my first and last chance to undress her. I traced my finger down her spine, she was so pale, her skin too soft under the roughness of my fingers. I couldn’t control the groan that escaped my lips, she was naked underneath apart from a sensible pair of white knickers. If I tugged the straps off her shoulders, it would pool at her feet leaving her bare for me to feast my eyes on, leaving her breasts free for me to touch.

“Alex are you ok” she turned to me; arms crossed over her chest to help keep the dress in place as it gaped behind her.

“You’re making it really hard to be a gentleman Hannah” I touched her hip, my fingers curling about it, she stepped into me then. Her soft breasts pressed up against my chest. “I’m not sure you could ever be anything but a gentleman Alexander”

I laughed; head thrown back as I stepped away from her. “Oh Hannah believe me there are things that I want to do to you that will make you never think of me as gentleman again, things I want to do to your body that have kept me up at night from the moment I saw you” I slapped her playfully on her behind , lightening the mood. “Now go and shower and we will see you down stairs”

I watched open mouthed as she dropped the dress to her feet, leaving me with the perfect view of her creamy bare skin as she walked away, sashaying her hips seductively. Yeah, a showier sounded good, a cold one in my case.

Hannah

This was the perfect end to what had been a perfectly if a little surreal night, movies and popcorn with two of the most gorgeous men in the world. I had wanted to make myself look extra cute for them, sporting my tiniest bed shorts and a vest top that was cut so low it barely covered my n*****s. Call me wanton, call me crazy but I had been gutted they had pulled away from me in the limo. I may have been a little apprehensive of being with two men intimately but that hadn’t meant I didn’t want it. My body had wanted it, hell even my brain was along for the ride.

What I hadn’t expected was Julian’s anger at my arrival, it threw me off totally. His face radiated it when he saw me, his lips pulled back over his teeth. “NO” He was shaking his head vehemently.

“No?”

Alexander was chuckling quietly from his place on the sofa, as if he had shared some secret joke with his brother that I wasn’t privy to.

“What do you mean no?” I tried again.

“Youi cannot come down looking like that” Julian motioned angrily with his hand, his gesture choppy. “Dressed like that and expect us to be able to behave ourselves”

A slow grin spread across my face. Of course, I hadn’t, I totally wanted to misbehave with them.

“Maybe.” I was cut off when the t-shirt he had been wearing was thrown over my head. Alexanders soft chuckles became full blown howls of laughter as I stood there dumbfounded,

“put that on” Julian waved a finger at me, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. He wasn’t angry after all, not really. “No arguments Hannah”

Dutifully I pulled the soft material over my head, throwing out my hip. “Better?”

“Not really” Julian mumbled, eyeing me hungrily as he settled himself down on the large sofa.

The film they had chosen was one I had seen a hundred times before and would happily see a hundred times more and it was in comfortable silence that we sat through the first half, my feet curled up under me as I munched happily on the handful of popcorn I had been nursing.

This was my idea of heaven.

“What has happened to your feet?” My ankle was suddenly in Alexanders hand, legs akimbo. I struggled slightly, trying to regain at least a little bit of self-dignity as all my clothing fell down towards my head.

“What a view” Julian chuckled from his spot on the other side of the sofa, my head almost in his lap. “I’m jealous”

“Her feet are ripped to shreds”

I huffed, pulling my leg from his grasp. “It’s just blisters, my shoes were a little tight that all. Nothing to worry about”

“They are all red and swollen” he actually looked genuinely concerned.

“That’s what high heels do, beauty is pain and all that”

“You’re in pain” he took my ankle again, gentler this time. “do you think a foot rub would help?”

A foot rub? Hell, yes, a foot rub would help but I was too shocked at the idea of a man actually asking me if I wanted one to give him an answer. Then I felt Julian’s hands on my arms. “You may as well lay back here” he pulled me against his naked chest, leaning back with his legs either side of my waist. “He won’t take no for an answer so relax”

And from there on out it became practically impossible to concentrate on the movie. All I could feel was Alexanders firm fingers on my feet, rubbing the tension away before his hands moved as if on their own accord up, his storing hands kneading the tension that wearing heels had caused out of my calf muscles and all the while Julian’s heart beat thumped against my cheek, his fingers drew lazy lines up and down my arms. His face intent, as he gave up watching the movie altogether and stared instead between his brother and me.

“Screw this” His voice was ragged as he tipped my face up to his, his lips crushing down on mine in a kiss that made my lady parts clench in anticipation. If I had thought the stolen kisses in the back of the limo were passionate then this was orgasmic. I curled my hand into the dark curls at the base of his neck, fingers tangling as I returned the pressure on my mouth. Alexander made a sound in the back of his throat as his hands travelled up over my knees, pushing the thin material of his brothers shirt further up, so he could continuities his massage but this time on my thighs. His strong hands parting my legs so he could sit firmly between them, palms rubbing the tender skin. Making me squirm.

I could help the sound that left my throat as Julian finally released me from his kiss, my hands scrambled to bring his head back down to mine. If they pulled away from me now, I may very well explode. My body was screaming with need.

“No, it’s my turn now” Alexander pulled me forward onto his lap, and I found myself staring into his gorgeous brown eyes as I straddled him. My hips rolled on their own accord, rubbing myself against him. I was so close already.

“What did you say earlier about me being ever the gentleman” Alexanders voice was raw, a dangerous note to it that sent my hormones jumping. And then he devoured my lips. Alexander, the kind gentle one out of the two thrust his hips up, one hand with a vice like grip on my hair making escape from his lips impossible, the other arm tight around my waist, bringing my body down hard onto his. With nothing between us but his pajamas bottoms and my thin knickers it was only going to be a matter of time before I came if he kept rubbing himself against me like that. I could feel how huge he was, how ready he was. Julian came up behind me, I could feel him pressed against my back but when he roving hands found the hardened bud of my n****e over the T-shirt and tweaked it, roiling it between his fingers I tore my face away from Alexanders and threw my head back onto his shoulder, thrusting my breast into his hand.

He growled as both his hands made there way under the shirt that was covering me, to cup both my breasts in his hands. Thumbs brushing over the already sensitive n*****s. Alexander was tugging at the waist band of my shorts, his eyes wild in the semi darkness of the room. His other hand cupping my mound, making me jerk. He was so close to touching where I wanted him to touch, hell needed him to touch that I was becoming impatient. “Please” it was a whimper.

He increased the pressure of his palm, moving it ever so slightly and I came apart. Body quivering as my release flooded me. And they hadn’t even touched my naked skin, my weight fully supported by Julian’s body behind me.

“Alex” his voice held a warning, as his hands moved away from me. “Brother stop” He shifted, pulling me out of Alexanders arms, “Stop” He shoved his brothers shoulder hard, sending him backwards onto the sofa. “Control yourself, this isn’t the time and you are losing control”

I watched as Alexander physically shook himself, shame overcoming his features. His eyes blacker that the warm brown I was used too. The reminded me of Julian’s eyes the first time I had seen him, scary eyes. I scooted back against Julian, panic making my heart thrum against my ribs.

What the hell was happening?

And then Alexander ran, he said nothing and just left. Not looking at me.