County Sheriffs 3: Conquering Evil (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Page 8

  “We don’t have to know where he is,” Jasmine said. “He’s not going to be able to resist coming after me. Since you two won’t leave and go somewhere safe, you are now on lockdown. No more walking from house to house. No more going to work. Keep the doors and windows locked at all times and the blinds drawn.”

  “What about you?” Misha asked. “You’re in just as much, if not more, danger than we are.”

  “I can handle myself.”

  “Are you going to call in some of your fellow agents?” Bella asked.

  Jasmine shook her head. “There’s no need. We know who our killer is, what he looks like, and who his next victim is.”

  “We’ve got her back, baby.” Dawson wrapped his arm around Bella’s shoulders and gave her a hug.

  “Bella and Misha aren’t going to be left on their own either.” Clay leaned back in his chair.

  “Good.” Jasmine sighed with relief and sipped her coffee. “I don’t want to have to worry about keeping an eye on them.”

  “You just worry about yourself.” Cooper frowned at her.

  Jasmine was glad when the other women changed the subject. She ate a small breakfast and, when she’d finished her coffee, hurried back to her room and her laptop. She needed to e-mail her boss and keep him informed about the case. Now that they knew who the killer was she was hoping that he would make his move soon. Jasmine was going to make sure she had her Glock 9mm holstered under her clothes and she would also carry her .22 in the ankle holster. She’d just checked to see how many earpieces and microphones she’d brought with her when there was a knock on her bedroom door. She quickly put her things away before walking over to the door and opening it. Cooper stood on the other side, looking mighty uncomfortable. He was frowning, his jaw was clenched tight and although his arms were crossed his hands were in tight fists. He was also shifting from foot to foot. He didn’t usually fidget.

  “What’s up?”

  “I wanted to apologize to you for what I said last night, I mean earlier this morning. I didn’t mean to insult you or make it sound as if I didn’t have faith in your abilities as an FBI agent.” Cooper combed his fingers through his hair.

  Jasmine’s heart fluttered as she watched his muscular bicep flex and bulge as he moved. She tracked the movement of his hand back to his chest, where he placed his open palm over his heart. “I’m sorry for pissing you off.”

  Jasmine nodded, her lips parting to accept his apology, but when Cooper ended up licking his lips, her breath backed up in her throat. She shifted on her feet when her pussy began to moisten and her clit began to throb, and though she tried to swallow back the moan of hunger that formed in her chest, she wasn’t quite successful.

  She didn’t know who moved first, or maybe they moved at the same time, but in the next instant, Jasmine was in Cooper’s arms and he was kissing her. His lips parted over hers, and when he licked over the seam of her mouth, she moaned and opened to him without any hesitation. His tongue glided in along hers and then twirled around before delving in deep again.

  Jasmine clung to his shoulders when her world turned upside down. He tasted so good, and she was so hot for him she kissed him back just as hungrily as he was kissing her. When his hands caressed down her sides, she shifted closer and then groaned when her hard, throbbing nipples brushed against his hard upper abs. Her legs trembled as if they were about to collapse, so she dug her nails into his shoulders trying to anchor herself to him. His hands moved from her hips over her buttocks, and then he was squeezing her ass cheeks. She moaned as she caressed down over his shoulders, arms, and then his hard pecs. His pectorals jumped beneath her fingers, and although she was touching him, feeling the heat emanating from his body through his shirt, it wasn’t enough. She needed to feel his skin beneath her fingers and palms. Just as she was about to burrow her way up under his shirt, Cooper lifted her from her feet.

  Jasmine looped her arms around his neck and hooked her legs around his hips just as her back hit the wall. His body pressed against hers, his chest pressing against her breasts, and his groin was pushed into her jeans-covered pussy, and though it was an amazing sensation, it still wasn’t enough.

  Cooper released her lips before licking and nibbling down her neck as he began to rock his hips against hers. “Tell me you want this, baby.”

  “Yes!” She sobbed. “I want you, Cooper.”

  Cooper lifted his gaze to hers and stared intently into her eyes. “You need to make sure, Jasmine. I don’t want to start something only to have you backing out again. I care for you, but I’m not going to let you dangle me on a string, jerking the ends until you’ve made up your mind. If we do this, you have to be all in.”

  Jasmine swallowed around the constriction in her throat. Cooper looked so vulnerable right then, and she knew that uncertainty was all her fault. She felt guilty because she knew she’d been giving him and Tanner mixed signals, even if she hadn’t meant to. She was attracted to him and Tanner in a way she’d never been attracted to any man before, and since she didn’t know if she would survive a confrontation with the serial killer, she wanted to know what it was like to make love with a man.

  After the attack when she was a teenager, and her recovery from it, she’d been so obsessed with her education and then climbing the corporate ladder, she hadn’t had the time or inclination to have sex with anyone. She’d also thought it best to keep as much distance between herself and the opposite sex as possible. She had scars all over her arms and a few on her body, and though she wasn’t that self-conscious of those marks, she didn’t want to have to explain what had happened to anyone she became intimate with. She was a twenty-seven-year-old virgin.

  Who better to find out what the fuss was all about than the two men who had already declared their attraction to her? When they had declared their desire to have a relationship with her, she’d been so excited and flattered, but she’d also been scared. Scared of losing her heart and soul, only to have it thrown back in her face, but if they could be brave enough to bare their needs, their desires to her, why couldn’t she do the same? She was brave enough to try and lure a serial killer out of hiding. Why couldn’t she be brave enough to let her heart rule for a change?

  “What’s it going to be, baby? Are you in or are you out?”

  Chapter Eight

  Tanner held his breath while he waited for Jasmine’s answer. He hadn’t been able to stay away when he’d heard those little moans coming from her room. There weren’t many people who could surprise him, but Jasmine had definitely kept him on his toes. One minute she was turning her back on him and Cooper and the next she was kissing his best friend after he’d apologized for being an ass. His head was reeling, and he was having trouble keeping up with her, but if she agreed to be with him and Coop, he wasn’t going to let her back out, no matter what.

  He hated that she was using herself as bait just as much as Coop did, but it was her job, and he was going to be at her back every step of the way. There was no way in hell that sick fucker was going to lay a hand on her, let alone get close enough to stab her. He pushed those disconcerting thoughts away when he heard Jasmine inhale.

  “Yes.” She sighed out her answer.

  Relieved breath exploded from Tanner’s lungs at Jasmine’s answer.

  Tanner walked into the bedroom just as Cooper slanted his mouth over hers again. She moaned, tilted her head, and threaded her fingers into Coop’s hair. Tanner didn’t stop walking until he was next to Coop, and after tapping his friend on the shoulder to let him know he was there, Cooper turned until his back was pressed against the wall instead of Jasmine’s, giving him access to the woman he wanted in his life, too.

  Tanner pressed his front to her back, brushed her hair away from the side of her neck and began to lick and nibble up and down her neck. Jasmine moaned. He nudged Coop’s hands away from her ass and then cupped and kneaded her denim-covered buttocks.

  “Oh God,” she moaned and then began to rock her hips into Coop’s.


  Tanner’s breathing escalated as she writhed between them, and he couldn’t help but rock his hips into her ass, his aching cock pressing against her toned butt. However, it was nowhere near enough. Tanner was so hungry for her he was shaking, and it felt like his body was about to go up in flames. He couldn’t wait to have his hands on her naked flesh.

  He shoved the hem of her shirt up and caressed his way up the soft warm skin of her back. She sighed and gasped each time his fingers brushed against her skin, and Tanner wondered if her blue eyes were hazed over with desire and if her cheeks were flushed. He gathered her hair into his hand and then tugged it lightly.

  She released Coop’s lips and turned toward him as her eyelids fluttered open. Her pupils were so dilated there was only a thin ring of blue iris showing in her eyes, but they were indeed glazed over with arousal. Her cheeks were a flushed pink hue, and her lips were red and swollen from Coop’s kisses.

  Tanner moved in until their lips were mere inches apart, and he waited for a sign from Jasmine that she was on board with what he and Coop wanted with her. He didn’t have to wait long. She was the one who moved closer, breaching the gap between their mouths. Her tongue licked over his lips, and he groaned.

  Tanner gripped her hair tighter, tilted his head, and devoured her mouth. She moaned and sighed into his mouth as they kissed voraciously. Their tongues glided along before swirling around each other’s, only to come back to rub together again. He kissed her until they were both breathless, and then they broke apart to gulp air into their starving lungs.

  When she arched back against him, he looked over her shoulder and watched as Coop kneaded and molded her breasts.

  “Oh,” she moaned and then bowed her chest farther into Coop’s hands.

  “You like that, honey?” Tanner asked. “Do you like Coop touching your breasts?”

  “Oh. Yes!”

  “Pinch her nipples, Coop,” Tanner ordered.

  Cooper thrummed his thumbs over the hard nipples poking through her shirt, causing her to moan just before he pinched them between his fingers and thumbs. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned even louder.

  “Bring her to the bed,” Tanner commanded. As much as he loved watching his friend pleasure their woman, he wanted to be able to touch her more, too.

  Coop carried her over to the bed and sat down on the end, taking Jasmine with him. Jasmine reached up to Coop, but Tanner clasped her wrists before she could loop her arms around his friend’s neck.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked breathlessly.

  “Nothing’s wrong, honey. I need to see you.” Tanner grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly began to pull it up, giving Jasmine time to deny him, but thankfully she didn’t.

  “Are you sure this is what you want, baby?” Coop asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Then stand up,” Coop said.

  Jasmine frowned but rose and turned side on so she could see both Coop and him. Tanner finished pulling her shirt up over her head before dropping it on the floor. He reached for her jeans and tugged the button loose before lowering the zipper and then pushed them down over her hips and thighs. His hard cock twitched in his jeans as he stared at the sexy picture she made standing in her bra and panties after she’d kicked her jeans aside.

  Jasmine Urban was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen. She came across as cold, brash, and confident, but the lacy sexy underwear told him there was so much more to her than met the eye. Although he hadn’t needed to see her bra and panties to know she was full of passion. He’d seen it in the depths of her eyes the moment he’d met her. She might try and hide the passionate romantic deep down inside, but he and Coop had known she was the woman for them from day one. Now that they’d convinced her to be with them he was going to do everything he could to keep her safe and sound and in his life. Tanner wasn’t just playing around, and neither was Coop. They wanted a long-term relationship with the FBI profiler, and he was going to do everything he could to hold on to her.

  * * * *

  Jasmine couldn’t seem to take a deep breath, and she was shaking but not because she was cold. In fact, she was so hot her insides felt as if they were melting. Tanner’s and Coop’s eyes roamed over her nearly naked body, and from the heat in their gazes, they liked what they saw.

  Tanner took a step closer, lifted his arm slowly as if he was worried he’d scare her away or something, and then he traced the tip of his index finger along the edge of her blue lacy bra. Her breath stuttered in her lungs, and though she didn’t want to move lest she break the spell Tanner seemed to be under, she exhaled and licked her lips.

  “So fucking gorgeous,” Coop rasped out as he moved in behind her. She shivered as his hands skimmed up and down her sides before moving to her ass cheeks, where he paused to knead her butt.

  Tanner leaned over and forward and took her mouth in a kiss so hot and carnal she had to grip hold of his forearms so she wouldn’t lose her balance. She melted into him, moaning when her hard nipples brushed up against his upper abs through her bra. He hooked an arm around her waist, and just as she felt as if she was drowning in his taste, his touch, and his warmth, he broke the kiss. And then she was being swept up off her feet.

  He carried her over to the big bed and paused to glance at Cooper. Coop rushed over and tugged the covers down just before Tanner lowered her onto the middle of the bed. She expected him to get up on it with her, but he withdrew and straightened. Jasmine was about to ask if he had changed his mind, but the words caught in her throat when she saw movement from the corner of her eye. She glanced over as Coop pulled his shirt up and over his head. Her heart flipped before slamming hard against her ribs.

  Cooper was so muscular he literally bulged with strength but not in the ugly pumped-up way a body builder would look like. He was more in line with a linebacker with his thick, bulging biceps and flexing pectorals. She eyed the trail of hair over his sternum and wondered if it would be soft or coarse. Her mind blanked when she glanced over at Tanner. He wasn’t as muscular as Coop with his leaner frame, but she could tell he was strong.

  “Do you like what you see, honey?” Tanner asked hoarsely.

  Jasmine wouldn’t have been able to speak if someone had offered her money to do so, so she nodded instead.

  She shifted her gaze back to Coop just in time to see him shove his jeans over his hips and down his thick thighs. There was a light sprinkling of hair on his legs, and she wondered if it would tickle or prickle as they brushed her own. Tanner squeezed her ass and then released it. Cooper hooked his thumbs into the edge of her panties, and slowly drew them down over her hips and off. Tanner continued to kiss her, but his fingers plucked her bra clasp free and he smoothed the straps over her shoulders and down her arms. He released her lips at the same time he cupped both her breasts in his hands, his hands moving up and down slightly as he weighed them.

  Jasmine moaned and then groaned when he brought his thumbs into play, strumming the pads over her hard, aching nipples. When Coop licked and then nipped one of her ass cheeks, she gasped. She turned her head, trying to see him over her shoulder but ended up closing her eyes when Tanner pinched her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.

  Coop stood, his warm skin and chest hair brushing up against her ass and then her back, and then she was swept off of her feet.

  She clung to Cooper’s shoulders as he carried her to the bed, and when he placed her down on the mattress, he followed her down, blanketing her body with his. She hooked her arms around his neck, and as he leaned down, she leaned up meeting him halfway. Jasmine tilted her head just as he slanted his mouth over hers. The kiss was hot, wild and passionate, and had her gasping for breath in seconds. But that wasn’t the only reason she was gasping. Cooper had managed to insert his thick, muscular thighs in between hers and his boxers-covered groin ended up pressed against her bare pussy.

  Her clit was throbbing along with each beat of her heart, and every throb sent another trickle of moisture from her body and on
to her inner thighs. He ate at her mouth, sucking on and licking her tongue. Jasmine spread her legs wider and sobbed with pleasure when the hard ridge of his cock pressed against her pearl. She tightened her arms around his neck and arched her hips up into his as she hooked her legs around his waist. Her whole body was burning up, and each time Coop shoved his hips into hers, she burned hotter.

  He broke the kiss, and she gasped in great gulps of air. When he sat back on his haunches between her splayed thighs, she reached out for him. Cooper took one of her hands in his and gave it a squeeze.

  “You make me so hot. I burn for you, baby.”

  “I do, too,” she replied breathlessly.

  When he released her hand, and moved both of them to his hips, she licked her lips and stared at the long thick bulge behind his boxers. She expected him to slowly reveal his hard cock to her, but he must have been as eager, or even more eager than she was, because he shoved them down his hips and then somehow managed to kick them away.

  “Oh!” Jasmine shook with hunger as she watched his long, thick cock bob up and down a few times.

  “You like what you see, baby?” Cooper rasped.

  Jasmine nodded and then turned toward Tanner as he got up on the bed beside her. She gulped audibly when she saw that he was totally naked, too. Both men were ripped and muscular, and though Tanner’s cock wasn’t as long as Cooper’s, it looked as if it was thicker.

  When Tanner was settled on his side facing her, she couldn’t help but reach out tentatively, wanting to feel all that warm skin and hard muscle under her fingers. She brushed the tips of her fingers over his pecs and glanced up to meet his gaze when his muscles seemed to tauten under her touch.

  “You like touching me, honey?”

  Jasmine nodded as her fingers caressed over Tanner’s small hard nipple. He sucked in a noisy breath, and when she went to snatch her hand back, he gently clasped her wrist in his big hand.