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Naughty Kitty	By : myladymystere Category: Anita Blake > Slash Views: 7652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: all copyrights of the Anita Blake novels belong to Laurell K. Hamilton and Jove Books published by the Penguin Group. I receive no profit from my writing of fan fiction.

Naughty Kitty
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Chapter 2

Nathaniel knew his lavender eyes were wide as he stared up at the two hungry wolves standing before him. But not with fear but with wonder. Contrary to what he had imagined, the two men hadn't rushed to find their fulfillment with each other, but had sought him out instead. At this moment, he could not think of any other time, when he had felt so desired and wanted. The warmth spreading inside him contradicted the shivers of excitment that danced along his skin. Their desire was so apparent for him to see and smell. It was there, in their hungry, devouring eyes, in the physical evidence of their bodies, standing and straining in front of his wandering gaze and in the musky perfume of lust that filled the room. Jamil's body was tense, his muscles flexed and quivered with his noticeable attempt at self-control. The thin material of his raw silk slacks was tented with the effort of containing his arousal.

Jason's costume was even less successful at hiding his blatant lust. The sheer black fabric of his G- string was stretched outwards towards him. Nathaniel watched with fascination as a dark spot of spreading pre-cum stained the thin material. He remembered avidly the sight of the blonde's man naked erection, the tanned skin swollen and flushed pink with the hint of purple blooming across the smooth bulb of the Were's cock. Nathaniel's mouth watered at the memory. He swallowed unsteadily and raised his eyes pleadingly to Jason’s blue ones.

"Jase, let me suck you, please," he begged softly.

His moan matched Jason's as a large dark hand reached from behind the blond Were and cupped over the straining fabric.

"Do you want to taste this, Kitty?" Jamil's growling voice taunted him even as the long fingers taunted the fair-haired Were trapped under the hard hand.

Nathaniel nodded eagerly as he watched Jason's fingers wrap around Jamil's wrist and hold the cupped hand firmly in place as the blonde rubbed into it.

"Then beg better," he was commanded.

Nathaniel hungrily leaned forward and let his warm breath waft over the back of Jamil's hand as he rolled his eyes back up at Jason. "Let me take you deep in my mouth...taste you, lick you, suck you, kiss you, hold you, pleasure you, have you fuck my face or do anything you want with my mouth and release your cum so that it slides down my throat and warms me deep inside. I can be such a very...very good Kitty for you." He purred.

Nathaniel let his pink tongue delicately lick the back of the hard hand that was keeping him from his prize as he stared imploringly up at dazed blue eyes. Jason's mouth was slack with desire and it was Jamil who responded, "Damn, you beg good."

Nathaniel hid his satisfaction deep inside his submissiveness as he continued to lick Jamil’s hand. He could wait a few more moments, after all...he had won and teasing the dark wolf had its own rewards. Excitement soon washed away his triumph as Jamil slowly started peeling down Jason's excuse for a costume. He paused and Nathaniel heard him seriously ask Jason, "You do want this, right?"

Jason's masculine moan of desire must have been answer enough for the dark wolf. The serious concern was then directed at him. "Nate, do you want me to leave or just watch?"

Nathaniel gazed into Jason’s eyes; he shared a long look with his old friend before he and Jason grinned at each other. He knew what they wanted, but he was submissive again, as he switched his gaze to Jamil, "Do whatever you wish...Master."

"Then you are going to give us a safe word."

Nathaniel eagerly nodded and opened his mouth to say one that had popped in his mind, as his gaze returned to Jason's straining erection. To his keen disappointment, what little that had been revealed was covered as Jamil's hand left its task of pulling down the abused material. His chin was firmly cupped and he was forced to meet Jamil's eyes as the other man leaned over him.

"Can we trust you?"

Nathaniel's submissiveness slid away as a silent snarl curled his lips at this insult. It surprised him but seemed to please the two other men.

"Can we trust you to be honest with us and to understand that we need a safe word even if you feel you don't need one?" Jamil repeated to him.

"Also," added Jason, "we are going to dance a fine line here with regards to Anita."

Nathaniel listened attentively.

Jason continued, "By Anita’s definition, anything that doesn't consist of actual penetration aka one of us sticking a cock into your ass, is not considered 'real sex' and Jamil and I plan to take full advantage of that. Hopefully soon, Anita will be better about...things, but until then, if we do something that leaves any lasting damage this will probably never happen again."

"You know your body better than anyone else, you might need to tell us when to stop...for all our sakes, not just yours." Jamil explained.

Nathaniel took a deep breath and looked at their sober expressions, "I want whatever happens between us and I want it to continue. I also understand part of the responsibility of insuring that belongs to me too. My safe word is...Garfield."

Jason's mouth began to twitch, "Thanks Nate, we went from lust, to seriousness, to comedy...now we need to get back to lust."

"Just give me a moment...Master," the young wereleopard assured him.

Gently pulling his chin from Jamil's now gentle grasp, Nathaniel leaned forward and extended his tongue to Jason's black clad crotch. Wetting the damp fabric even more, he tasted the pre-cum that had been leaked for him earlier. He let his barely submerged arousal freedom to scent the air around them. He watched as the face above him tensed with desire and the bulge straining under his busy tongue grew. Nathaniel noticed smugly, that the tapping had stopped, as all of Jason's awareness was centering on him and what he was doing. His attention was briefly diverted as Jamil stepped away to lean against the dryer; the larger man crossed his arms and settled back to watch.

Nathaniel heard the deep voice give instructions and realized the two men were switching their roles from the other evening. But this time the orders were for him and he was eager to comply.

"Rub your mouth over him, Kitty, while you knead his ass."

Nathaniel's closed lips and chin rubbed sensually over the moist fabric as his palms slid around the slim hips to knead the firm muscles of Jason's buttocks. He felt the tense muscles under his hands flex and quiver and he pressed his smile against the werewolf's trapped erection. Hands tangled in his hair at the back of his head and he felt the riding crop rest against his back, the tasselled end teasing the top of his ass, as Jason groaned and pressed against his face more firmly.

"Take off his G-string...slowly...and toss it to me." Jamil issued the next command.

After giving those firm cheeks one last squeeze, Nathaniel moved his thumbs under the strips of material holding the skimpy garment in place. He gently eased it down and watched with hungry eyes as Jason's cock sprung free to bob tauntingly in front of his face. Knowing he hadn’t been given permission yet to touch, he blew on the freed flesh instead, letting his warm breath dance over the flushed skin.

Jason’s body jerked in response. Nathaniel smiled, pleased with the reaction. As he bent to slip the fragile fabric down over the thigh high boots, he rubbed his cheek along the shiny leather. As his head lowered, Jason's grip in his hair was unforgiving and Nathaniel felt his scalp tingle with delicious pain. In his brief shower to wash off a light sheen of sweat, he had avoided wetting his hair and watched now as the glossy strands flowed over his shoulders to curl around Jason's boots and on the floor at his Master's feet.

Jason lifted his feet one at a time so Nathaniel could slip off the G-String. The wereleopard was careful that his Master did not stand on his hair; hair that he secretively used as a curtain so he could press the scrap of material to his nose and steal deep lung full of the werewolf's heady arousal.

Firm hands pulled his head up and he felt the brush of Jason's cock as the other man rubbed his groin into the soft mass of his hair and moaned. Jason's hands cupped his face and tilted back his head. The riding crop dangled from one wrist by its handle strap to brush teasingly against the side of Nathaniel’s knee as the other man's palms and held his face still so firm lips could ravish his mouth. Nathaniel panted with excitement, allowing his lips to part and a demanding tongue forced its way inside to plunder his mouth. He was breathless when they finally lifted. Nathaniel barely remembered to toss the G-string to the waiting wolf. Jamil caught it easily and lifted it to his nose, like Nathaniel had done covertly, to breath in the intoxicating scent of the blonde werewolf.

Nathaniel returned his avid gaze to the swollen cock in front of him, he noticed a gleaming drop of pre cum and licked his lips hopefully. Rolling up his eyes at Jason, he tried to look his imploring best, as he continued to lick his lips suggestively. The blonde werewolf laughed and ordered, "Hands on the armrests, Kitty...and stop that."

Nathaniel instantly gripped the armrests, became motionless and waited. He was soon rewarded; Jason wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and leaned forward to rub it against Nathaniel's lips. He felt the tantalizing trail of pre cum left on his lips but used supreme self-control and did not give into the temptation to taste it. The rich sensual smell of it right under his nose made him shiver.

"Just your tongue, Kitty," Jamil's deep voice instructed.

Nathaniel eagerly obeyed. Jason moved his hardness over the waiting tongue and the wereleopard was rewarded with the taste of the werewolf. Jason paused, with just the bulb resting against the tip of Nathaniel's talented tongue. Understanding the unspoken demand, Nathaniel began flicking his tongue tip against the weeping slit, revelling as it leaked more because of his teasing ministrations.

"Lick me," Jason's voice had a tiny note of pleading mixed in the demand.

Nathaniel kept his eyes on Jason's face as his tongue caressed the cock quivering in front of him. He licked from base to tip, his tongue curling around the ridge of flesh at the flare of the werewolf's crown. He felt Jason's fingers fist in his hair and direct his mouth back and forth as growls rumbled above him. Now, without the guidance of Jason's hand to hold it steady and under the force of his vigorous licks, the werewolf's cock constantly moved away from Nathaniel’s seeking mouth. The young leopard mewled in frustration. He heard Jamil's chuckle as the other wolf noticed his dilemma.

"Go ahead Kitty, use your hands." He was finally allowed.

Now granted more freedom, one of Nathaniel's hands curled around the base of Jason's cock to hold it steady for his eager tongue. Since the command had said 'hands', he lifted the other to lightly trace his fingertips over the shaven skin of the other man's scrotum. Jason moaned and spread his thighs wider. Nathaniel cupped and gently kneaded his treasure. He moved his mouth to slowly draw in the head of Jason's cock, sucking while his tongue tip teased the leaking slit and tempted his taste buds. He continued to watch the werewolf and smiled as Jason threw back his head and snarled.

The hands in his hair cruelly pulled him away and he mewled in intense disappointment. Hard hands urged him back deeper in the chair and he shivered in anticipation as Jason scrambled forward. The blonde planted his leather-clad knees on the wide arms of the chair and braced his hands on the back above Nathaniel's head. The werewolf's cock, glistening with Nathaniel's saliva, brushed against his face. Nathaniel wiggled to be at the right level and parted his lips as the thick length was thrust into his mouth. Remembering he was allowed to use his hands and how much the dark wolf had enjoyed seeing them on the blonde's ass, he reached around to knead the muscled, flexing buttocks.

Jason was slowly stroking himself deeply into Nathaniel's willing mouth and every time he was fully buried in that warm, deep throat, he would pause to grind his shaven groin into Nathaniel's face. Nathaniel's hands and tongue were never still as the young cat sat and let his Master pleasure himself as he wished.

"God, Nate, your mouth feels so good," Was his praise, delivered in a harsh whisper.

Not able to reply, his mouth full with firm smooth flesh, Nathaniel could only squeeze his fingers and purr. That earned him a pleasure filled growl and force of Jason's strokes increased. Closing his eyes in bliss, Nathaniel started a purring rhythm that rumbled through his throat and around the thrusting hardness. The werewolf began to whimper and Nathaniel smiled around the fullness in his mouth.

Jamil's voice interrupted the purring and whimpering. "Kitty, pull my lover's ass cheeks apart and let me see his pretty pink hole."

As Nathaniel's fingers gripped tighter and complied, he sensed motion as Jamil moved closer to get a better view. He then heard Jamil say, "Umm...Ummm...Good." Nathaniel was confused by the Campbell's soup reference but his friend seemed to understand.

"No, Jamil, please don't...Kitty's mouth feels so good, I want to last longer," was Jason's husky plea.

"That's your problem," was Jamil's remorseless answer.

"Damn. Damn. Damn." With every curse, Jason's hips slammed into Nathaniel's face.

Nathaniel's puzzlement was short lived as coherent thought was washed away in a wave of pure, raw sensation. A hard hand had wrapped around his cock as a muscled body pushed in between his thighs and Jason's body was pressed firmer into him. He had been focusing all his attention on his lover, ignoring and locking away his own arousal. Now that door had been brutally thrown open by the dark wolf and his aching erection throbbed and pulsed, the demands threatening to consume him. His cry of need was muffled around Jason's suddenly motionless cock deep in his throat, as the other man braced and groaned above him. His face buried against the blonde's stomach, he was blind to see what Jamil was doing to the other man and then Nathaniel didn't care. His world narrowed down to the now hammering cock in his mouth and the hot, firm hand encircling his own rigid shaft.

The heated palm was roughly pulling on his cock and he loved the harsh friction. It pumped relentlessly and he mewled helplessly around Jason's cock as the wolf whimpered in unison with him. Jamil's hand matched Jason's pumping hips and Nathaniel's body arched up into each pulling stroke. Jamil's braids brushed and danced along the sensitive skin of his thighs and Nathaniel desperately wondered how long he could last. Abruptly, Jason was motionless accept for tremors quaking through his body and Nathaniel heard Jamil's voice again.

"Kitty, you come when he comes," was the wonderful command, though he barely understood it as Jamil's voice sounded distorted.

Then Jason pressed against him, trapping his head between hard muscles and the back of the chair. The werewolf started bucking wildly against him and Nathaniel began sucking on the straining shaft slamming deep down his throat. It was agonized relief when a thick warmth pulsed down his throat and Jason's howl echoed around the small room. The hand around his cock tightened and Nathaniel let his release spill over the demanding fingers. Time had no meaning, as sensations raced through his body and his beast writhed in delight. The leopard's arms reached up to cradle Jason, as the smaller man slumped against him and shudders racked through both their bodies.

He drifted from his numbed daze as a soft, warm, wet cloth gently cleaned his cock. His mouth was still slackly holding Jason's cock and he began licking the stickiness from it, causing the werewolf to moan. His lips reluctantly released it as Jamil aided the smaller man in sliding down his body to curl in his lap. His arms encircled the werewolf and he nuzzled his face into the curve of Jason's neck as Jamil tended to them both. Strong fingers gently grasped his chin and turned his head. Firm lips softly plundered his before Jamil's tongue slipped inside his mouth to taste Jason's seed. Nathaniel closed his eyes and sighed as Jamil kissed him deeply and Jason nuzzled his neck and nipped.

Jamil lifted his lips from Nathaniel's and asked, "Did you enjoy making Jason come in your mouth?"

Nathaniel could only nod tiredly at Jamil's question.

"Good."

Nathaniel could hear rough satisfaction in the larger wolf's voice.

"Because, now it's my turn."

Nathaniel blinked and he knew his lavender eyes were wide as they stared at the dark wolf standing over him. He shivered in anticipation.

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