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  Sure enough when Catalina released her with a curious smile, she flicked the ends of a short whip against her booted knee, and Mimi jumped.

  “Can I help you with something, Mistress?” she asked, and blanched when Cat slapped her hands on the desk, and bending right down got in her face.

  “Why is Goldilocks not processed already? I know my brother will have made sure all the paperwork has been done ahead of time.”

  Mimi opened her mouth as though to say something, but nothing but a strangled groan came out, and Catalina gave a short humorless laugh and straightened up.

  Amusement danced in her eyes, when Goldie hastily wrenched her gaze away from Cat’s ass. Bent over as she had been, Goldie hadn’t been able to stop herself from admiring the perfect globes showcased lovingly in leather. Damn, she wasn’t into women, but this Cat’s legs went on forever, and…

  “Sign the papers, little girl. I'm finding myself more than ready to get better acquainted with my brother’s subbie, and if you’re a good girl, I might even let you touch what you’ve been staring at.”

  Goldie wanted the ground to swallow her up whole, and behind her Jacob laughed. Mimi blushed a thousand shades of red and pushed the sheet of paper in Goldie’s direction with an imploring look.

  When Goldie hesitated, all amusement fled from Catalina’s expression. She seemed to grow even taller, and Goldie jumped when she flicked the handle of her whip into her free hand and spread her legs.

  “Sign, or get out and stop wasting our time, girl.”

  ****

  Cat’s bear prowled under her skin, and she had a devil of a time reining in her inner beast. A curious reaction for sure, but this instant connection she felt to the frightened little human in front of her took her breath away. Jason had chosen well. However, this girl was human and clueless, and whilst Cat sensed the unwilling attraction Goldilocks felt toward her, she was also very aware of the potential disaster in the making. Still, that didn’t mean she couldn’t indulge herself and have some fun, until big bro turned up.

  Jacob frowned at her, and she grinned at him.

  He clearly didn’t approve of her ultimatum, and if their prey ran, Jason would throw a hissy fit, but they could always chase her down. Her bear grumbled her approval at this plan, and Jacob’s answered with a low growl of agreement.

  Cat’s grin deepened at their girl’s reaction. She shivered, and with a deep breath in signed the form with shaking fingers.

  “Good girl,” Cat said. “That wasn’t so bad now, was it? Now, remove your shoes and follow me.”

  Goldie worried her bottom lip with her teeth, and Cat had to resist the urge to step up and claim that plump lip with her own canines. Their girl would taste like the sweetest honey, of that she was sure, and no doubt prove utterly addictive. Jacob shifted from foot to foot, clearly having similar thought processes, and not for the first time, Cat cursed the fact of being the youngest sibling. Had it been up to her to make the first claim, this deliciously fragrant little human morsel would already be theirs. Instead big bro had to pussyfoot around the issue. Choices were overrated in Catalina’s opinion. That girl was theirs, and come what may she would be claimed by all of them before this weekend was over.

  “My shoes?” she finally asked, and looked from Jacob to Catalina.

  “Club policy, sweet thing,” Jacob said, and held out his hand. “Give them to me, and Mimi will put them in a locker for you.” Catalina laughed softy and rolled her eyes. Men, far too soft in their approach with their mate, even if she did respond immediately, and slipping her shoes off, handed them to Jacob.

  An unreasonable stab of jealousy attacked Catalina’s insides, seeing the connection these two had already established. Turning her back on them, she pushed open the door to the corridor that would lead them to the main play area of the club. A tingle of recognition shot up her arm when Goldie’s fingers briefly touched hers, as she made a grab for the door to hold it open for a following Jacob.

  Judging by the startled glance the little human threw at her, she’d felt that, too, and crossing her arms over her chest, Cat smirked up at Jacob.

  He leaned back against the door they’d just come through, and their prey’s nervousness increased.

  “Why, we’ve got her all to ourselves for a little while. What shall we do with her, Jacob?” Catalina asked, and Goldie whimpered. It proved a rather satisfying sound that Cat wanted to hear more of, preferably while buried face down in the human’s pussy, or vice versa. Cat wasn’t too fussed about the particulars, but she did know she needed a taste, to test the waters with their girl. Her beast grumbled her approval with that plan, and Jacob laughed.

  “Plenty of things I'd like to do, but I reckon Master J will want to teach her himself.”

  Another moan escaped their girl at his words, and the scent of aroused woman increased tenfold. Oh, yes, little Goldie here was turned on, all right. The question uppermost in Cat’s mind was whether that arousal was solely aimed at Jacob or included Cat, too. Only one way to find out for sure.

  “Check how wet she is for us, will you, Jacob?”

  Goldie’s startled gaze flew to Catalina’s, and her eyes clouded over with desire when Jacob pulled the hem of her clingy, little black number up to expose the girl’s cunt. Her puffy pink lips glistened with the evidence of her arousal, and Cat licked her lips, as Jacob kicked her legs apart and then parted her labia with his thick digits to give Cat a better view.

  Heat flared up in Goldie’s cheeks, and she tried to close her legs, but Jacob’s annoyed growl stopped her.

  “Present yourself to Mistress Cat when she asks for it, girl.”

  A strangled moan was his reply, and with a wink toward Cat, Jacob spun Goldie around, until she faced the wall, and brought his hand down on the pale globes of her ass several times in quick succession.

  Cat barely swallowed her own groan seeing the way the pale flesh wobbled under the impact of her brother’s hand, leaving their little subbie’s skin delightfully pink. Far more satisfying to see, however, was the fact that Goldie grew even wetter. The tops of her thighs were now coated in her arousal, and her breath came in short gasps as Jacob squeezed her butt cheeks, and rubbed his stubble along her neck. Cat smiled at the way Goldie angled her head to give him better access, and pushed her ass into his hands.

  “Did I give you permission to move, girl?” Goldie stilled at Jacob’s growled words.

  “No, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”

  Jacob grinned when Cat stepped closer and inhaled deeply. The intoxicating scent of their girl filled her nostrils, and stepping past the bulky figure of her brother, she pushed her whip handle under Goldie’s chin.

  “Hmm, she does apologize nicely, but I haven’t heard one addressed to me yet. Open your eyes, sub, and look at me.” Goldie shook her head, and Catalina allowed the ice that filled her veins at the girl’s refusal to show in her voice.

  “I said, 'open your eyes, sub.' Don't make me ask you again, or I will have you tied up spread-eagle for everyone to see. We need someone to practice our whips on.”

  Goldie gasped, but dutifully opened her eyes, and the fear that showed in her beautiful blue eyes calmed Cat’s inner beast. She had nothing to fear from Cat, as she would soon find out, but her dominant side did love to see a subbie so thoroughly rattled.

  “Cat, take it easy.” Jacob's warning rumbled through Cat. Her brother dropped a kiss on Goldie’s neck, just below her ear, and had it not been for Cat’s enhanced shifter hearing she would have missed the words he whispered in their girl’s ear. “Don't goad her. Several subs have pissed her off today. You don't want her taking it out on you.”

  An animalistic growl burst from Catalina at those words, and Goldie’s heart rate went into overdrive. The way she pressed back into Jacob, as though seeking his protection, only served to increase Cat’s ire with the whole situation, especially when Jacob pressed the solid imprint of his cock visible through the denim covering into Goldie’s ass. His hold on
Goldie tightened, and that rock-hard bulge grew bigger still. Men are just so fucking primitive.

  “Don't tell me what to do, Jacob. She's being a brat and needs to be taught a lesson.” Cat lowered her whip, and Goldie released a harsh breath in seeming relief.

  “Not your type of punishment, Cat,” Jacob said, and he spun Goldie around again, so that her back now rested against the wall.

  Goldie swallowed nervously when Catalina ran her gaze over her body, and her prey gasped when Cat stepped so close her breasts brushed Goldie's shoulder.

  “If you won’t give me an apology, I’ll just have to take what’s mine, won’t I?”

  Cat cupped her chin with one hand, and let the other slowly trail down her body. Using just the tip of her fingernail, she traced each curve of Goldie’s breast, taking particular care of each nipple in turn. The already hard buds firmed even more under the gentle pressure Cat used, and she drank in the needy moan that Goldie clearly didn’t want to make.

  This close to her Cat could read the other woman all too easily. Their mate was turned on and embarrassed at the same time. No doubt she’d never been with a woman before, and Cat grinned as erotic images of the two of them in a sweaty entangled heap battered her brain. Oh yes, they would have so much fun, once the boys had had their fill. Damn those males, but Cat could be patient if she had to be.

  “Hmm, so responsive, sweet girl. I’ll look forward to marking those tits soon. They would look great pierced, don’t you think, Jacob?”

  “Fuck, yeah, but you best run that by Jase, first.”

  Goldie groaned and shook her head, and Cat laughed, while she trailed her finger lower until she found Goldie’s wet pussy lips.

  A burst of moisture was her reward, and the girl tensed when Cat circled her clit with practiced slow moves that would have the other woman climbing the rungs of arousal at dizzying speed. Sure enough Goldie’s eyes fluttered close, and the fine sheen of arousal coated her skin. She would look beautiful when she came apart, and Cat’s own pussy flooded in response to the woman’s reaction. Mindful of Jason’s instructions, Cat reluctantly withdrew her hand and licked the evidence of Goldie’s need off her fingers. Goldie’s sweet essence exploded on her tongue, and her bear grumbled her approval. The animalistic sound made Goldie’s eyes fly open just as the door to the club opened, and Cat smirked when the outraged scent of her oldest brother registered.

  “Hmm, very sweet indeed. I do like my pie sweet. What do you say, Master J?”

  Goldie swore under her breath, as Jason’s golden eyes zeroed in on Catalina's fingers before they settled on Goldie, and seemed to stop breathing.

  “Leave Goldilocks to me. How dare you fucking touch her without me? There is only one pie she'll taste, and it isn't yours.”

  Chapter Six

  Seeing his Goldie clearly aroused and in a clinch with his sister was the last thing Jason had expected to see when he pushed open that door. He ought to be pleased at this development. After all, for this to work their Goldilocks would have to accept all three of them, but he’d wanted to ease her into that dynamic slowly. Cat was intense at the best of times, and after the trouble they’d already had at the club this week, he knew his sister was on edge.

  Goldie needed careful handling, not be scared away by Cat, not that Goldie looked very scared right now. Hot as fuck with her dress pulled up to her waist, and her pretty little cunt dripping in her arousal, and he adjusted his dick away from the zipper of his jeans. The way Goldie’s eyes followed that movement, and she licked her lips in an unconscious manner made him even harder. Jacob, too, groaned under his breath, and Catalina smirked in that superior way she had. She couldn’t fool Jason, however. Cat might not show such obvious signs of her need for their girl as he and his brother did, but he didn’t miss the way his sister’s breasts strained against the clingy fabric of her ever present cat-suit, and her scent had increased. No doubt, his little sister was as wet as Goldie was. It was always fun to watch Cat with another woman, so maybe he was pissed because he’d almost missed this. His bear growled, and Cat glared at him, not the least bit repentant.

  “I vet the new subs that you send here. What makes this one so special that I shouldn't?” she asked.

  Oh, this was the way she was going to play this, was it?

  Jason threw a heated look in Goldie's direction, and she curled her bare toes under in response. It calmed his beast instantly, and he knew his eyes were changing back from his bear’s to his human self. This right here was why he needed to do this at the club. He had to get his animal back under control, or Goldie would run away screaming, of that he was sure. He still grew several inches, as did Cat, her inner bear responding to the challenge just as his did, and Goldie gasped.

  Jacob pulled Goldie backward and out of the way with a muffled curse as Catalina’s already long fingernails formed claws.

  His sister’s tawny eyes blazed as she slowly uncurled her whip.

  Jacob swore again and tucked Goldie out of the way. His nostrils flared, and the grip he had on her arm had to be painful. He flicked his long brown hair off his face, and Goldie shut her mouth with an audible snap. Jason would love to see inside her head right now. He could almost see the wheels turning, and that would never do. They had to take her out of her head and show her how much passion there could be found with all three of them.

  Jacob released Goldie with a growl and an exasperated look toward Catalina.

  “Stay there. Don't move.” He whispered the words to their girl and stepped between Cat and Jason.

  “Cut it out, you two. Now is not the time or the place. You can settle your differences when you run, not in front of our newest sub.”

  Three pairs of identical, heavy-lidded, chocolate eyes settled on Goldie, and the girl backed away nervously until she bumped against the steel door.

  “She's not our sub, Jacob. She's mine!” Jason ground the words out through gritted teeth.

  Jacob whistled under his breath, and Catalina narrowed her eyes. Jason, however, advanced toward Goldie, all his attention focused on her, and seeing her body react to him, like it always did, soothed his agitation further. Her nipples puckered against the thin satin of her dress, and she clamped her thighs together as though she wanted to stop the renewed rush of moisture from trickling down her leg. He stopped so close to her that their thighs touched, and she dropped her gaze to the intricate tattoo on his left shoulder.

  Her body lit up under Jason's intense scrutiny, and when he leaned down and inhaled deeply, she closed her eyes again and mewled like a newborn kitten. Jason, too, shut his eyes, and drank in the scent of his girl. Mixed in as it now was with the combined scents of his siblings, it meant he found home, and he had to choke back the emotion behind his whispered words.

  “Thank you for following my instructions so exactly. I hope you had a pleasant trip here, and it lived up to your fantasies so far.”

  Heat stained her cheeks, but she nodded, and he smiled his approval. Needing to taste her he dropped light kisses on her cheek, drinking in her scent and flavor, and she turned her head, as though desperate to taste him, too. He withdrew, and smiled at her disappointed sounding moan.

  “Not so fast, Goldilocks.”

  “Wha—what?” He could tell that she tried to inject some authority into her voice, but her breathy denial just made him harder, and she slammed her mouth shut, and settled for looking at him. Jason wasn’t a vain man, not by any means, but the way she was eating him alive with her eyes, yeah, that sure did something to a man’s ego.

  It was the first time she’d seen him out of his usual business suits he wore to the office. Jason preferred to wear jeans and a vest top to the club, together with his ever present cowboy boots of course, and he smiled when she finally reached that part of him.

  “Do I pass inspection?” he asked, and Goldie startled and nodded shyly.

  “Sorry, Sir, it’s just…”

  Jason cupped her chin to make her look at him, but he didn’t
miss the way her gaze darted to Catalina, then Jacob, and back to his sister. Her breathing sped up even more, and Jason had his answer.

  Jacob chuckled, and Jason took a step away from Goldie and looked over his shoulder with a sigh.

  “Maybe our sub after all, bro.” Jacob's amused drawl seemed to shake Goldie out her trance like state.

  “I'm not, I mean, oh hell…” Her voice was still far too breathy, and she didn’t seem to be able to bring herself to look at any of them.

  The click-clack of Catalina's heels on the floor announced his sister stepping closer, and Goldie's nerves seemed to come back with a vengeance. She edged sideways until she bumped into Jacob. His brother drew her into his body with one arm, as he whispered, “Oh yes, you are.”

  Catalina's whip whispered past Goldie's shoulder, and she shrieked and darted toward Jason. Jacob growled at Catalina, and Cat smiled.

  “Gimme a break. Y'all need to settle down. Well, I’ll leave her to you two for now. You know where I am if you need me. And you will need me.” Catalina turned to face Goldie, and Jason was pretty sure she’d have slid to the floor, had he not been holding her up with an arm around her waist. “I can smell you from here, little sub. When you're fed up playing with the boys, come and find me—you know you want to.”

  ****

  Oh. My. God.

  Subjected to complete sensation overload, Goldie could only shake her head in denial at those outrageous words. It earned her another chuckle from Jacob and a deep growl from the man behind her. She couldn’t tell whether Jason was pleased or annoyed anymore. When he’d first come upon them, he’d looked utterly furious, and for one horribly tense moment, Goldie had thought he and his sister would come to blows. There had been no mistaking the family resemblance seeing all three of them together. The same eyes, nose, chin, and hair color. Catalina's lips were thinner than Jason's, especially when she was angry and they drew into a tight line like they had then. And Jacob … were it not for his clean-shaven face with just a hint of a five o'clock shadow, he could pass for Jason. He was bulkier than her boss, and altogether more unkempt, but there was no mistaking the uncanny similarity now, especially with Jason out of his suits and in those delectable jeans that hugged his ass.