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Tailor Made: Killer Instincts	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Threesomes Plus Views: 2390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tailor Made: Killer Instincts

Summary: As Cari's relationship develops with Nathaniel and Jason, a new hate group gives the weres of St. Louis trouble while a figure of recent vampire lore, Fire and Ice visits the city, making a wager between Jason and Asher all the more interesting.

A/N– This story, unlike the prequel, is not a PWP... there IS plot. Gasp, I know. We also have some new characters. Please read, review, and enjoy!

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Jason threw himself back on his bed and stared at the poster of Carmen Electra on his ceiling. It had been a month since Nathaniel’s and his little ‘Escapade’ to Tailor Made. Jason had yet to hear from her at all, and when he saw her at the club last night with her friends, he’d wished that she would call or something.

“I should just forget about her, huh, Carmen?” Jason smirked. “But damn, how do you forget legs like that?”

Jason was so busy talking to the poster that he did not even realize that Jean-Claude now stood in his doorway.

The vampire smirked, quirking a brow. “And who’s legs are we speaking of, Mon Pomme?”

Furrowing his brow, Jason quirked his head to the side. What? His poster talked now? Shaking his head, Jason rolled over to his stomach. “Oh! Hey JC! What’s up?”

Jean-Claude eyed the poster on the ceiling. “I sensed you thinking and since it is not your usual activity...” He gave a Gallic shrug.

“Hey! I think... Just because it’s about women and ‘fine living’ more than business and blood, doesn’t mean I don’t think.” Jason pouted, then smirked.

“Those things, Jason, are instinctual, not thought. They are from the Ego or the Id. Not the Super Ego. When you reach that stage, I shall consider what you do thought.” The Master of the City looked at the poster. “Carmen?”

“Are you always so mean, or is it only with me?” Rolling his eyes, Jason glanced at the poster, then moved off of the bed. Walking to his armoire, he looked for his sheer black chiffon shirt. It would look wicked with the leather, boot cut pants that already hugged his hips. Turning, he started to put the shirt on as the muscles in his torso rippled. Pausing mid-movement, he looked at the vampire. “So if you think I’m so ignorant, then why do you feed from me?”

“Because, Jason, my sweet Pomme... even I am charmed by the allure of more carnal pleasures.” Jean-Claude looked the were over. “You did not answer my question.”

Quirking a brow, Jason looked at the poster of Carmen. “What? The poster?”

“Non, Mon Pomme. The legs on the woman you should forget.” Jean-Claude smiled wryly. “Though I could get you mademoiselle Carmen if you wish...”

Blinking, Jason stared at Jean-Claude. “Are you serious?!”

“About wanting to know about your Mademoiselle Legs, Oui.”

Glaring, then letting it drain from his face, Jason smirked. “I don’t have a ‘Mademoiselle’.”

Jean-Claude’s ebony eyebrow lifted. “Oh? Then who is it you should forget about?”

Not sure whether he wanted to tell him or not, Jason simply continued his cocky smirk. “I forgot.”

Something jingled in the Master of the City’s hand as he shrugged again. “Ah, Well, I must get to the club...”

Jason looked at the keys in Jean-Claude’s hand. “Okay... new car? New keys...”

“These? These are nothing, just to a new toy....” He smirked. “’Tis merely a Cherry red, classic Thunderbird, mint condition...” He shrugged.

Eyes widening, Jason looked from the keys to his Master’s face. “No joke? Can I drive? Or is someone else taking you to the club?”

“‘Twas going to be a gift, however?” Jean-Claude turned to the door. “Enjoy your... well, you’ve said that you have no mademoiselle.”

“Wait! You mean you’re bribing me to get the name?” Jason called. “Why is it so important? Jeez, that car was going to be mine?!”

The vampire sighed, turning. “Mon Loup...” He tossed the keys at the were. “’Tis still yours, to show you how I value you not only as my pomme, but as a friend, Jason. It’s a gift.” he sighed, shaking his head. “You’ve been... I do not have the words. I thought perhaps this would make you happy.” He paused. “And if you truly wish to meet Mademoiselle Electra, I can arrange it.” He shook his head. “You do not even speak to Nathaniel anymore, Mon Pomme...”
An excitement crossed Jason’s face. “Thanks, JC! Wow, this is awesome!” Then, shrugging, he added, “Nathaniel and I barely have time to see each other lately.... let alone talk. It’s no big, I guess. We’re still friends. Oh, and I’m going to have to pass on the Electra thing. Thanks for the offer, though.”

The vampire gaped. “Mon Pomme, you are ill! You would turn down Mademoiselle Electra? You must be very ill indeed.”

“No... I’m practical.” Jason smiled widely. “You see... if I sleep with Carmen Electra, then who will I have left for a fantasy? Pamela Anderson? Hardly would measure up.”

“And what of Mademoiselle Taylor? Did she.... measure up?” Jean-Claude smirked at the were, awaiting his reaction.

“I...” Jason paused to stare at him. “Don’t... know what you’re talking about.”

“Cari, Jason, our tailor.”

Scowling, Jason narrowed his eyes. “How? Did you talk to her?”

“Oui.” Jean-Claude smirked. “Do you like my new shirt?” He held out his arms so that Jason might admire the fine material.

His mouth gaped, “What?” Shaking his head, Jason said, “You have half a dozen others just like it. And why would you even care about Cari or me?”

“Mon Pomme....” Jean-Claude sighed. “Non. This ’tis ivory.... the others are creme, antique, eggshell, and diamond white. See the difference?” He seemed to ignore the question, waiting to see that the were understood the highly important difference in the shirts.

“Uh huh. Yup... totally different.” He said lightly. “I really see it now.” A dullness laced his words.

Jean-Claude smiled at Jason’s understanding, then glowered when he realized that he was being humored.

Jason simply grinned from ear to ear.

“And I care about you and Cari because I heard that the three of you- that is, you, Cari, and Nathaniel, had been intimate.... And as both you and Cari, not to mention Nathaniel, have been... sulky, I was curious, non?”

Shrugging, Jason said, “Nothing to be curious about, Jean-Claude. We may have had a little fun, but she hasn’t so much as looked at either of us since. The one time I called her, I had to leave a message, which was never returned.”
“Have you ever thought that perhaps she was shy?” Jean-Claude sighed. “Mon Loup, Mademoiselle Taylor is very... innocent, non?”

"She's not that innocent, JC."
"Pardon?" He sighed. "Jason, all I know is that whenever I mention you or Nathaniel, she turned bright pink. And mon Dieu, but she did seem embarrassed when she finally confessed, non?"

"I wouldn't know." Jason sighed in frustration.

"You have not tried calling again, Jason?" The vampire shook his head. "Mon Loup, the mademoiselle smells of nothing but lust when I mention your name, or Nathaniel's, non?"

"Since when do you help me with my love life?" Shaking his head, Jason finished buttoning his shirt. "I suppose we could take a trip down there after a short call." Grinning he added, "I mean...she still has our suits."

"Oui... and I help you when you begin to brood as much as Asher, non?" Jean-Claude smirked. "Now, you and Nathaniel need to get those suits and have your shirts repaired...I do believe that as it is a Tuesday evening you shan't need to worry about a call, non?"

Smirking Jason headed for the door. "True." He would go get Nathaniel and they would pay a surprise visit to their little friend at Tailor Made.

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Nathaniel smiled as Jason parked his new toy in front of the small shop. "So... what'd you do for the gift again?" The leopard leaned over, nipping at the wolf's ear. "And what do I have to do to drive?"

"A lot more than just nip at my ear." Jason smirked sideways at him." Shrugging he added, "Not sure why JC gave it to me... I'm just so damn lovable that he just gives me random toys... Even offered Carmen Electra to me!" Jason got out of the car as he spoke and the two of the walked to the door.

"What? You're kidding?! How would he do that?" Nathaniel frowned. "I don't believe it..."

"Dunno...What I do know is that we have a much more appealing treat at the moment, waiting for us in here." They opened the door to the office and saw no one in side. Walking to the desk, Jason looked at the paper that read, 'On break... Back at 12am.' Sighing Jason looked at Nathaniel. "So...what now?"

"Break? Can you go on break?" Nathaniel frowned, then smirked. "She's probably having dinner... upstairs..."

"Well, there's only one way to find out, now isn't there?" Jason moved toward the stairs with Nathaniel in tow. When they reached the top of the stair Jason looked around and saw no doors or handles or anything. "What the...? Oh, you know? I bet...." He touched the wall. "She lives here right? So I bet she's masked the doors with look alike paneling and hidden knobs."

"Cari is smart... I would think she'd do something like that... But how the hell are we going to find the knobs, Detective?" Nathaniel bit his lip, pressing his lithe body up against Jason's back.

"We can always feel for them..." Jason reached behind him as he spoke and glided a hand up Nathaniel's side. Then, grinning, he stepped away from the wereleopard and began to run his hands over the wall looking for a switch or a hidden knob somewhere.

"Hm... feel for them..." Nathaniel pressed an open mouthed kiss to the back of Jason's neck as his hands slid over the other were's chest, and down his abdomen. "Down... here?"

Jason shiver as his own fingers brushed over a small button on the wall. Excitement flooded him as he pressed it and the door began to open.

"Ah... it worked." Nathaniel grinned, letting Jason into the medium sized room first.

“I don't think..." Jason was cut off by the obscene window in the small room. It showed into the next room. A bedroom... Cari's bedroom! Pausing he gaped at the site before them.

“What-?!" Nathaniel stared, grabbing at Jason as he bumped into the other were. Cari was bent over a woman, around 5'6" with fire red, long curly hair, sucking a pale pink, rosy nipple hard into her mouth as her hand slide up the woman's thigh to the apex between before she began kissing down the other woman's body.

Jason’s eyes widened and his beast roared in his ears as he watched the display before him. The mysterious woman arched her back and let out a silent scream as her climax washed over her.

“Sound proof... damn.”Jason’s eyes nearly glowed as he softly growled the words.

Nathaniel moaned softly at the sight, watching as Cari pulled back looking... smug, and licking her lips.

“Did she just... Jase?” The leopard bit his lip.

“She totally just did! That’s....” Jason shook his head in awe and lust. “That’s... That’s just awesome!” He watched as the women’s sexual interlude turned to simple cuddling on the large bed.

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“Payback’s a bitch, huh, Riley?” Cari kissed the other woman, a hand smoothing down her tummy.

“It’s easier to pay be back when I let you.” The woman replied, knowing full well that she could have made it a lot harder for Cari to dominate her, but hey, who was she to deny Cari’s attentions?

Cari sat back on her heels, pouting. “Not nice... I tried. You know it’s not easy for me...”

“Damn. Why does it have to be sound proof?” Jason stepped closer to the glass, daring to touch his fingertips to it. “I want to know what they’re saying.”

Nathaniel stepped up, pressing Jason against the glass as the redhead went to reply.

In that moment, the glass gave, another door opening, sending the men toppling into the room.

At the loud thumping noise from the foot of the bed, Cari looked up and screamed.

Riley quickly pulled the cover over both of them. "Who the hell are you?!"

Jason stood as quickly as he could. "Uh... Hey, Cari."

Cari peeked out over Riley's shoulder, biting her lip. "J...Jason?"

"Um... hi?" Nathaniel crawled towards the end of the bed, looking submissive.

Quirking an arrogant brow, Riley looked the wereleopard over. Turning to Cari, she spoke low and soft. “Friends of your?”

Jason shifted, trying to gain control over his raging body. Damn! Why did.... the damn window was a door?! Double damn. “We were.. Uh... just leaving.” He could not help himself. A smirk slipped onto his face and his gaze raked the two women. “Lookin’ good, Panther.”

Cari flushed. “You... what window?! How-“ She looked at Riley.

Nathaniel made a small noise, looking at Jason.

An almost evil smirk came over Riley’s face. Casting a look of acknowledgment to Cari, she slipped from under the covers. Nude, Riley stalked slowly... seductively toward Jason. "Jason..." His name sounded like a purr. "Why might I ask are you standing..." She slide a hand down his chest in a slow lazy line, to rest just above his groin. "Staring at us, in our room?"

Riley seemed to shift, as if to rest her hand on the wall behind the werewolf, as she watched him fight his already aching erection. "We..." He could not help himself, as he slightly shifted his stance praying he could just brush the tip of himself against her fingertips.

"You?" She slide the hand on the wall closer to its destination.

Cari yelped as she realized what was happening and dove from the bed, grabbing Riley's hands. "No pulling the alarm! That's the LAST thing I want."

Nathaniel scrambled back, half falling over his hair as he stared up at the three people before him. "Alarm...? We just meant to... to surprise you..."

Dropping her hands to her hips, Riley quirked and arrogant brow at the men as she stepped back from Jason. "Color us surprised." Her reply was short and unpleasant.

Jason, however, now had a slight idea of what he had missed with Riley and he was determined to taste her now. "Well, I must say. Surprised looks good on both of you." Raking his eyes over Riley's body he added, "Real good."

Tilting her head to the side, Riley smirked seductively. "You wanting?"

"I'll take a piece of the action."

"I'm sure you would... however, the action offered here is far less than pleasant...I assure you." Her voice held a dangerous note to it.

Cari chewed at her lip, grabbing a robe from the end of the bed and slipping it on. "Why.... why are you here anyway? I was told you were 'busy' when I tried to see you at Guilty Pleasures the other night... I assumed..."

Nathaniel pulled himself to his feet, eyeing Riley who made him feel... very uncomfortable to say the least. "We... should just go, Jason..."

Rolling her eyes Riley turned and walked to the chair by the bed. Pulling on her own silk robe she, sat and crossed her legs. "Are these the two men you were talking about, Cari?"

"Yeah, I agree. Listen Cari. We wanted to drop in, but we never planned on doing it literally. Maybe some other time...." Registering what Riley had ask he looked at the new woman. "You know about us?!"

"Mind blowing sex on the sewing room floor? Yeah, I heard that one... " Riley smirked.

"Really?" Smiling Jason walked toward her, but after he had only taken two steps the smirk on Riley's face turned to a full fledged wicked smile, as she realized his obvious intentions once more. "I'm way out of your league." Her word stopped Jason dead in his track and turned the smile on his face into a temporary scowl.

Cari flushed and gave Riley a look. “Yes... Jason and Nathaniel...” She met the wolf’s eyes, biting her lip. “Well... I’m glad you... well, would have been glad you dropped in but...” She looked at Nathaniel, who was studiously looking at anything and everything but Riley.

“We know...” The leopard smiled slightly, taking Jason’s hand and tugging him towards the door.

Riley's gaze shifted to Cari, after the men left. "Nathaniel is fuckin' hot! Jason seems far to cocky." She was still livid that the men had roamed at all beyond the downstairs office, but at least now she had seen the infamous Nathaniel and Jason.

Grabbing a hair tie, Cari began to pull up her hair. "Yes.... they're both hot... and Jason's... cocky... I think... that's part of the reason's he's so... well, cute." She glanced at Riley. "You're really mad about them? I mean, obviously, but..."

"I'm pissed that they went any farther then the downstairs office, but no, I'm not really mad at them." Shrugging she smiled at Cari. "They fell in on our down time to cuddle."

Cari grinned. "You know, for someone as... brash as you are, you sure are dependent on your snuggles..." She rolled her eyes. "And honestly... being that I've been... what was the term you used? 'Fucked senseless' by both of them... I can't bring myself to be too worried. But sorry..."

Shrugging Riley stood. "It's no big, I suppose. But please tell me those obscene leers and ostentatious comments of Jason's didn't actually work on you..." Riley quirked a brow. "The man seemed intolerable..."

Feeling herself flush, Cari bit her lip. "I... well... I... maybe! But..." Oh dear. Here came the teasing.

"No wonder you are always like puddy in my hands....actually..." She shot her a wicked smirk. "You're more like a live wire."

Sticking her tongue out at the other woman, Cari rolled her eyes. "I can't help it if he's cute... and Nathaniel... well... he's just... him...."

Rolling her eyes and smiling Riley stood to dress. "Well, I told you I would take a look at your budgeting books today, so I think I'll do that, but first....You wanna get out and grab a cup of coffee across the street?"

Cari nodded. "Coffee. Lots. But I'm already really awake, I promise." She smirked. There's something about what we did, then two hot sexy men dropping in on it..."

"You know...I actually kinda get that!" Riley moved into the bathroom to dress
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