Frost Bitten (4 page)

Trying
to escape in the middle of the woods suddenly seemed like a bad idea.
Maybe her brothers were right. She could pick a mate, settle down,
and then never go through this again. There were several eligible
shifters her brothers had introduced her to that she could consider.
She closed her eyes and imagined having someone else to come home to
every night. Only this time her fantasy changed. There wasn’t
just one. There were two.

Bad
idea. Jaguars and cougars don’t mix very well.

Daisy
pushed the sexual images of a threesome from her brain and crept to
the door. Only one way to find out for sure if they’d gone for
good. She turned the doorknob and waited. No sounds. A weird
combination of relief and disappointment filled her. She swung the
door wide and nearly jumped out of her skin.

Trent
stood looming in her doorway, his eyes so dark they were nearly
black.

“
It’s
a good thing you stopped.”

Busted.
“What are you talking about?”

He
grabbed her by the shoulders and hauled her against his hard frame.
“Don’t play dumb with me, little cat. I know exactly what
you were doing in here. I was half a second away from tearing the
door from the hinges when you stopped.”

With
her breasts pressed against the hard wall of his chest and his
erection nudging her stomach, Daisy fought to breathe. Somewhere in
the back of her head she heard the word “stop” but it
made it nowhere near her mouth. Instead, she raised her hands and
pressed them to his sides. A low rumble sounded from Trent. Almost a
purr.

“
Be
careful, Daisy. You might find I don’t have the restraint of my
brother.”

She
fought against the rising need every rumble in his chest brought
racing forward. She’d played with fire by touching herself and
someone was about to get burned.

“
I
hurt,” she whispered. She hadn’t meant to say the words
but they’d arrived unbidden.

Trent
touched her face and she leaned into the work roughened skin. She
wanted to feel him touching her in far more intimate places than her
cheek.

“
I
know you do, baby. I hurt too. Nothing like you’ve been
enduring, but it gives me an inkling of how you feel. Let us help
you,” he murmured against her hair.

Us.
Not just Trent and not just Seth. They both wanted to help her
together.

Her
head shot up. “Where is Seth? I heard someone go out the door.
Did he leave?” She tried to hide the rising panic from her
voice and failed miserably.

Trent
smiled and she creamed her panties at the sight. God, how had she
ended up in the woods with the two most irresistible men on the
planet?

“
Don’t
worry, little cat. He only went for a walk to try and cool down.
Truth be told, we’re both burning alive for a taste of you.”

Daisy
stared into the cool green eyes that were exact duplicates of Seth’s.
Other than the eyes there were no other similarities. She’d
have never pegged them as twins—until she’d sat and
listened to them banter. The easy way they each chided the other
without any real heat, the looks that passed between them like secret
code, and the intensity they’d both shown in wanting her.

She
was starting to care less and less that the desire was due to the
unnatural heat. “Kiss me, Trent.”

His
eyes darkened seconds before he dipped his head and captured her lips
with his. Daisy opened her mouth and pushed her tongue into his
mouth. Trent growled and grabbed her hair with a fierce grip. Dying
for more, she explored every inch she could reach and struggled with
him for control.

Trent
pulled her from his lips and bared his teeth, his sharp incisors
poking from the edge of his mouth. “I don’t think so,
Daisy.” He bent her head back and exposed her neck. The instant
his teeth touched her skin, an electrical current zipped straight to
her core. Good God, she was in trouble.

Bite
me. Bite me
.

She
ached for him to nip her flesh with a pinch of pain. One bite and it
would all be over. He’d instantly discover her fetish for
biting when she soaked her panties with her first orgasm. To her
frustration he only scraped the edge of his teeth along her neck,
teasing her into an inferno.

“
Please.
Please,” she begged.

“
Not
yet, little cat.”

She
whimpered.

“
As
much as I’m ready to fuck you senseless… We wait for
Seth.” Trent dropped his hands and took several steps in the
opposite direction.

“
That
was mean,” she blurted.

“
That’s
what you get for teasing me.” He turned a hard gaze on her that
nearly made her flinch. “Touch yourself again and nothing will
save you.”

Hurt
and anger that he didn’t want to finish what he’d started
stormed through her. How dare he? She clenched her fists and
exploded. Her right arm swung and connected with Trent’s jaw.

Caught
off guard, he stumbled backward, barely catching himself before he
fell to his ass. “And that’s what you get for being a
dick!”

Daisy
clutched her now throbbing hand and fought for control. Excess
adrenalin had her on edge and spoiling for more. If she wasn’t
in heat she’d show him “little cat”. She seriously
hated the loss of control during this time. At any other time of the
year she’d give him what for and take him down several notches.
The fact he towered over her and probably had a hundred pounds on her
meant nothing.

“
That’s
a hell of right cross you’ve got there. You go around using it
on guys a lot?”

“
Only
when they deserve it. Which is more often than you probably think. Do
you know what a pain in the ass it is to be a game warden who has to
regularly fight for dominance to keep the position?”

“
Wait.
What?”

“
What?”

“
You’re
a game warden? Where?”

She
sensed he was dangerously close to saying something else that would
piss her off. “Yes, I’m a game warden in eastern South
Carolina. Swampland. And I’d highly suggest if you have
something derogatory to say about it you’d best keep it to
yourself.”

Trent
held up his hands in surrender. “Not saying a word.”
Instead the big ass grin across his face said it all.

“
Oooh.”
She stomped her foot and whirled, she needed to step away before she
did something stupid. Hard arms caught her around the waist and
lifted her from her feet.

“
Hold
on. I didn’t mean to make you mad. I’m intrigued and want
to hear all about it. I’d bet you have some killer stories to
tell.”

She
tried to wriggle for freedom but his strong grasp let her go nowhere.

“
You
still hungry? My famous chili should be about ready.” He spun
her around mid air and planted a chaste kiss on her nose. “Have
dinner with me.”

The
sincerity in which he asked fractured the anger she’d tried to
hold onto. She liked the sensation of being in his arms entirely too
much. “Okay, but no funny business.”

He
held up two fingers. “Scout’s honor.”

She
squirmed in his arms and this time he let her free. She landed on her
feet, a bit dismayed with how easily he’d manhandled her. “If
you were ever a scout, then I’m still a virgin.”

She
watched his silly grin fade and she laughed out loud. “Trent,
you are so easy.”

He
reached for her but she slipped his grasp although not before he
pinched her ass. “You are one sassy little cat.”

“
Just
so you know. I’m keeping track of every time you call me
little. That way when I find the perfect revenge I’ll be sure
to pay you back for each and every one.”

“
I
just bet you will.” He paused. “Little cat.”

With
her back to Trent, Daisy let loose with a grin as wide as her face.
She hadn’t enjoyed herself around men like this except with her
brothers and that was definitely not the same. Her body still sizzled
with need but Trent and Seth continued to distract her when she
needed it the most. Their behavior confused her. Shifters weren’t
known for their patience, because they barely had any.

She
rifled through the cabinet until she located the bowls she’d
seen earlier. Then she grabbed spoons and napkins and carried her
haul to the table, setting out three places in preparation for the
meal.

“
Shouldn’t
we wait for, Seth?”

“
He’ll
be here any second,” Trent answered.

“
How
can you be so sure?” She raised her head and met Trent’s
gaze.

He
shrugged. “I just am.”

“
Is
it a twin thing? Do you have some tingly spidey sense about each
other?”

He
snorted. “Hardly. I think it comes from spending so much time
together. You tend to learn someone’s patterns after a while.
Plus I can hear him stomping off his boots outside the door.”

“
Oh.”
A sudden unease stole over her. She had doubts she could handle much
more of being in the same room with both men. She’d already
attacked Seth. Then when Trent had caught her red-handed, she’d
been ready and willing to fuck him too.

Before
she could formulate any new ideas, the door swung open and a gust of
frigid air and wet snow blew in. Seth rushed inside and quickly
slammed the door closed behind him.

“
Damn.
It’s cold out there.”

“
You’re
the smart guy who thought it would be a good idea to go for a walk in
the middle of a blizzard. What did you expect?” Trent’s
words carried little to no heat. It seemed giving each other a hard
time about anything and everything came as second nature. Even more
so than what she’d experienced with her brothers. Had to be the
twin thing.

“
Chili
ready? I’m starving.” Seth began to remove his winter
gear and Daisy’s mouth went dry as the layers peeled away. His
hands slid through his hair and shook the snow sitting there loose,
making her fingers itch to be the one stroking him. Next came the
outer jacket that revealed the form-fitting sweater she already knew
outlined an incredible chest. When he grabbed the edges of the
sweater and swept it over his head, Daisy gulped for air. An expanse
of tanned and muscular abdomen flashed before her eyes before the
remaining T-shirt fell and covered her view.

Liquid
heat flooded between her legs. She hastily sat down and clamped them
together in the hopes that neither of them noticed. The simple
removal of his outer gear should not have been erotic but in her mind
he might as well have stripped bare. Her tight nipples brushed
against the fabric of her jacket, reminding her that she’d
foregone a bra after her shower because it irritated her. Too bad the
jacket and pants had the same effect. She had half a mind to strip
naked before she dug into her dinner.

“
Here
you go.” Trent brought her out of her erotic stupor when he
placed a steaming bowl of fragrant chili in front of her.

Daisy
swallowed thickly and willed her body to give her a break. She’d
made it this far, a little bit longer couldn’t be that bad.
Seth took the seat to her left and Trent joined them across the table
from her. She was practically surrounded by hot, virile men. God give
her strength.

She
picked up her spoon and dug into the meal, blowing on the fragrant
scoop before she stuck it in her mouth. An unexpected flavor exploded
across her senses. Daisy moaned. She’d expected spicy but this
was so much more. Along with the heat there was an indescribable tang
and a hint of sweet.

“
I
think she likes it, bro,” Trent managed around a mouthful.

“
Of
course she does.”

“
It’s
incredible. And so different.” Daisy scooped some more. “What’s
your secret?”

Trent
grinned. “Everyone seems to think it’s the beer but I
actually think it’s the combination of the beer and the
cinnamon or maybe the chocolate.”

“
Huh.
I’d have never thought of that. But it really is fantastic.”

“
Thank
you, little cat.” He winked.

She
paused, her spoon midway to her mouth and narrowed her gaze. A low
growl emerged from her throat.