The Succubus and her two Mates

4 | Ronnie's Spa Day

Brand's mouth went dry. There was no mistaking it. She was his mate. He looked at Brock - he could see intense arousal on the dragon's face. Brock turned his eyes to him. Mate.

Brand moved closer to Ronnie breathing in both of his mates scents, tightening his grip on Ronnie's hand and started to move in time with her. She grinned at him, clearly pleased with him joining in.

"Hmmm. Not going to share? How about if I guess and you tell me if I'm getting warmer?"

He liked how playful she was. Brock slipped his hand out of hers and her disappointment was obvious. Brand pulled her toward him, swapping the hand he held so they were in a dancing pose. She laughed at the move, following his lead now as he danced her around the room.

Brock sat on the couch and watched them. "Sure," addressing Ronnie's question.

"Strong, handsome and rich... obviously traveling for work. Not models." She giggled.

Brock snorted and Brand replied, "You're in the Arctic."

She smiled brilliantly as she continued, "You have meetings today and are wearing very well made and," wink, " fitted suits... you're in a very expensive room and have a guard. So beyond standard business people..."

Brand dipped her, leaning into her neck and breathed in deeply. He felt himself getting harder. He felt more than anything Brock get up from the couch.

He looked into Ronnie's face as he lifted her back up. She looked a little dazed.

Brock deftly cut into the dance, slowing the pace down. "Tepid at best," he said, sliding his hand across her hip and to her lower back. Brand took note that his pinky finger played with the flesh showing at the lower back.

Brand leant on the back of the couch, his gaze following their journey. He liked the way her body flowed against Brocks.

Ronnie was quite enjoying the slow movements Brock used. She cocked her to the side. "Government?"

Brock raised an eyebrow. Brand was impressed. He stood up and made his way toward the two.

"Hmmmm. That's close enough." Brock spun her out and then pulled her back in so that her back was pressed against his chest and wrapped his arm around her. He took his breath of her in. He wasn't concerned that she would feel his arousal. He even thought she might have pushed against him, a low rumbling growl started in his chest.

Ronnie slithered her way out of his arms. She did it in such a way that caused no offense, turning as she did it, sliding her hands down his arms.

"Well. Very interesting. I assume everything is very hush hush and I'll ask no more."

Brand brushed his hand up Ronnie's arm, bringing her attention to him with a coy smile. "Well, once the dryer is done, should I get going?"

She didn't think they needed to beat around the bush.

"No," Brock said too forcefully.

Brand winced. Brock wasn't always the smoothest. "Stay here. You can use the room while we're gone."

She made a face like she had just remembered something. "I actually have plans today." She flashed her hands. "A lavish spa day."

Brock gave an easy smile. "Order anything you want. Just stay here." He walked up to her, taking her hand and pressing it to his lips.

"That's very kind of you, but I paid a lot for the booking I had so..."

Brand watched the interaction with amusement. There had been no illusions about what Ronnie offered. She gave the right level of attention to get what she wanted. It was thrilling. He had never met anyone like her. And her and Brock there together... The way her lips parted when his lips met the palm of her hand... A low purr emitted from him.