The Succubus and her two Mates

4 | Ronnie's Spa Day

Brand's mouth went dry. There was no mistaking it. She was his mate. He looked at Brock - he could see intense arousal on the dragon's face. Brock turned his eyes to him. Mate.

Brand moved closer to Ronnie breathing in both of his mates scents, tightening his grip on Ronnie's hand and started to move in time with her. She grinned at him, clearly pleased with him joining in.

"Hmmm. Not going to share? How about if I guess and you tell me if I'm getting warmer?"

He liked how playful she was. Brock slipped his hand out of hers and her disappointment was obvious. Brand pulled her toward him, swapping the hand he held so they were in a dancing pose. She laughed at the move, following his lead now as he danced her around the room.

Brock sat on the couch and watched them. "Sure," addressing Ronnie's question.

"Strong, handsome and rich… obviously traveling for work. Not models." She giggled.

Brock snorted and Brand replied, "You're in the Arctic."

She smiled brilliantly as she continued, "You have meetings today and are wearing very well made and," wink, “ fitted suits… you're in a very expensive room and have a guard. So, beyond standard business people…"

Brand dipped her, leaning into her neck and breathed in deeply. He felt himself getting harder. He felt more than anything Brock get up from the couch.

He looked into Ronnie's face as he lifted her back up. She looked a little dazed.

Brock deftly cut into the dance, slowing the pace down. "Tepid at best," he said, sliding his hand across her hip and to her lower back. Brand took note that his pinky finger played with the flesh showing at the lower back.

Brand leant on the back of the couch, his gaze following their journey. He liked the way her body flowed against Brocks.

Ronnie was quite enjoying the slow movements Brock used. She c****d her to the side. "Government?"

Brock raised an eyebrow. Brand was impressed. He stood up and made his way toward the two.

"Hmmmm. That's close enough." Brock spun her out and then pulled her back in so that her back was pressed against his chest and wrapped his arm around her. He took his breath of her in. He wasn't concerned that she would feel his arousal. He even thought she might have pushed against him, a low rumbling growl started in his chest.

Ronnie slithered her way out of his arms. She did it in such a way that caused no offense, turning as she did it, sliding her hands down his arms.

"Well. Very interesting. I assume everything is very hush hush and I'll ask no more."

Brand brushed his hand up Ronnie's arm, bringing her attention to him with a coy smile. "Well, once the dryer is done, should I get going?"

She didn't think they needed to beat around the bush.

"No," Brock said too forcefully.

Brand winced. Brock wasn't always the smoothest. "Stay here. You can use the room while we're gone."

She made a face like she had just remembered something. "I actually have plans today." She flashed her hands. "A lavish spa day."

Brock gave an easy smile. "Order anything you want. Just stay here." He walked up to her, taking her hand and pressing it to his lips.

"That's very kind of you, but I paid a lot for the booking I had so…"

Brand watched the interaction with amusement. There had been no illusions about what Ronnie offered. She gave the right level of attention to get what she wanted. It was thrilling. He had never met anyone like her. And her and Brock there together... The way her lips parted when his lips met the palm of her hand... A low purr emitted from him.

Ronnie's eyes snapped to him, quickly recovering with a smile.

"We'll reimburse you." Brock straightened up. "Stay."

Ronnie shook her body a little bit and continued to smile. "Sure. Good luck with whatever you are here to do."

Brock and Brand headed for the door. Brock looked back. "Order anything from room service you want. And if they don't have it, let Jon here know."

Brock was throwing his weight around. Brand smirked in amusement. Ronnie glanced around the door to the man standing just outside of it.

"Heya Jon."

Jon nodded a greeting, not looking at her and keeping his position the same.

"Hey. There are a few things…"

Brock and Brand walked together down the hall, hearing her testing just what she could ask for as they turned the corner. Once the elevator door closed, they both started talking at the same time.

"Did you feel that-"

"Oh my Goddess-

They both stopped and laughed. Brock pulled Brand in for a hug, and they just held each other like that for a few good seconds.

"What is she though?" Brock asked as they separated.

"Beats me. No way she's human." Brand replied, straightening his tie and then moving onto Brocks.

"Where did you find her again?"

"The lounge here at the hotel. I was drinking alone at the bar and she sat in the seat next to me. I felt something strong last night, but I had been drinking and assumed I was just in a mood."

"I didn't know what to think last night, but then I had this dream…"

The door dinged open and Brand grabbed Brock's arm, stopping him. "Like a… sexy dream?"

Brock looked back at his mate. "Yeah…"

"Like a Lynchian kaleidoscopic three-way with Ronnie… and me?" Brand asked. Shifters got a lot of human entertainment. It was the best import they had from the human world.

Brock raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. I'd describe it like that.”

"Hmmmm… definitely not human."

~*~

"You're a good man, Jonny. Let me know if you need anything, a drink, water, coffee… You want a seat to take out with you?"

Jon almost smiled as he shook his head. He finished placing the items requested on the coffee table. He was the same person that had been outside the door when she had arrived at the hotel room late the night before.

The Lords had bade him to get her anything she wanted. So he had done just that. A few questionable things, but they had not stated any caveats. Jon always obeyed his orders like an evil genie.

Ronnie went and opened a packet of edibles, putting two in her mouth. She chewed them thoughtfully as she watched Jon go to head back to his post.

"Do you like it? The work? Them?" She stammered. Her nerves had started to feel frayed as she thought more on the two men, who they were- what they might be.

Although his expression didn’t change and she couldn’t sense much from him she could tell he was affected by the question- finding her lack of knowledge curious. But there was something else. A little glee teasing at the edges.

"Yes."

"You work for them long?"

Jon looked at her with interest. The Lord's had had women with them before, though not for a while and not usually on a trip of this type. And not quite this type of woman. "Depends on your definition of a long time."

With that, he left the room.

Ronnie frowned, standing a beat too long as she let his statement sink in. That man was an enigma to her. She hadn't met anyone quite so guarded from her abilities. Shaking her head she went back to contemplating whether to stick around.

This was all very fun and sexy but she was close to 100% sure Brock and Brand were not human. Having some time away from them she was able to think through everything from the morning. It seemed like they might be very high up shifters. Brand was some kind of Werecat. She had clearly heard that purr of his. And that lithe way he had slid into her arms moving her body to his music… And Brock. That growl. A wolf? No, it had been deeper. More primal. A dragon.

She had felt his excitement, never one to miss an opportunity, she had leaned into him, reveling in that space where you both know what's going on. That click where you just know you've met someone your going to f**k. She knew unequivocally she was going to have them both. She squirmed with anticipation at the thought of watching them have each other.

A knock broke her train of thought, and she called for them to come in.

She stood back as the spa workers set up a massage table and their treatment stations in the open area in front of the lounge. She was weighing up the pros and cons. It was dangerous and stupid - if they knew what she was they’d… well she didn’t know what would happen. On the other hand, they were only here for one more night…

Her edible kicked in right when the facial was being applied and another girl started massaging her scalp, a third at her feet. Her concerns started to melt away. It all felt like future Ronnie's problems. For now, she would just roll with it.

~*~