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Rating: NC-17 overall
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Love By Moonlight
Chapter Three
The hour quickly passed and they headed up the stairs hearing light moans coming from the room,  "This is going to be fun."
Kit gave her sister a pointed look.  "Just remember, once they realize who we are they're going to want out.  We've already come too far to back out now."
"I blindfolded Cowboy, the only way he's going to know me is if he hears my voice," Artemis grinned then looked at the door,  "Well, here goes nothing."
The older girl stood there looking at the closed door for a long moment before moving off further down the hall.  She laid one hand on the smooth wooden door the other hovered over the knob.  If she did this there was no turning back.  'It's already too late,' her logical side told her.  A slow smile spread across Kit's lips as she turned the handle.
Cat jerked his head to look in the direction of the noise.  His eyes covered by the silk scarf,  "Who's there?"
Kit didn't say a word just shut the door soundlessly and watched as Cat struggled uselessly against his bonds.  It amused her to watch him.  It served him right after all the stuff she and her sister had put up with from them.
"You are so fucking dead when I get out of this! Their going to have to identify you with your dental records," Cat hissed
The dark haired girl just shook her head and made an tsking sound.  The way he thrashed around on the bed made her glad that it only looked like wood.  The steel frame held him helpless.  She glided over to the bed.  Her fingers trailed up his leg, over his hip, and across his stomach.
Cat stopped his thrashing,  "Fucker," he hissed, this was Storms fantasy not his.  Cat felt the fingers trail up his chest,  "Who are you, what do you want with me?"
Kit leaned over the bed.  Her long hair tickled his chest as she placed a gentle kiss at the corner of his mouth.  His head turned in her direction quickly she pulled back.
Cat's body screamed in lust as his mind took over,  "James must have shelled out good money for a whore like you."
His words were like a kick to the stomach.  Without conscious thought Kit jerked her arm back and slapped his face, hard.
His head rocked to the side with the force of her slap,  "Nice hit too."
With a low, almost feral, growl she raked her nails down his chest.  Angry red welts were left in their wake.  Cat would soon learn that he was *not* the one in control here, she was.
Cat howled as the fingers dug into his chest,  "Fucking Bitch that hurt," he hissed his muscles straining to break the cuffs holding him to the steel bed.
'It's only going to get worse too,' she thought with grim satisfaction.   Kit leaned down and blew softly on the ugly crimson marks.  Her hands caressed their way down his arms.  Trying to keep the man off balance and blurring the line between pain and pleasure.
"You're sick you fucking psycho," he hissed his body betraying his mind but he kept trying to fight free.
Kit smiled at that.  'You have *no* idea,' she thought as she let her tongue trace idly over his chest.
"You plan on torturing me," he hissed his mind having already figured out it was a woman by the nails and tongue, "Where the hell am I and where the fuck is Storm?"
The smile left her face as she clamped a hand over his mouth.  He was really beginning to piss her off.  Maybe she should go get a gag from Artemis.  An evil grin crossed Kit's lips as she thought of all the other "toys" that her sister had.
Cat opened his mouth and bit the hand across his lips smirking in satisfaction and the yelp that escaped Kit's lips.
She brought her injured hand to her chest looking at it in the pale moonlight.  Blue eyes regarded the man beneath her.  A cruel sneer twisted her face as she reached down and viciously twisted his right nipple.  Dropping her voice an octave and talking softly, something she'd never done around either of them, she said, "For every injury I receive you will get two.  Do you understand?"
Cat just sneered,  "Do your worst you fucking Psycho!" he hissed in pain as his nipple was twisted harder.
The raven-haired woman leaned down close to him.  Her lips close enough to his that every time she spoke their lips met.  "Keep running that mouth and I'll put something in it," she purred.
Cat twisted Violently at her words and his whole body threw her to the floor he smirked at the thump of a body hitting the hardwood floor.
Without stopping to give herself time to reconsider she stood up.  "You brought this on yourself," she stated as she crossed the room and opened the door.  "Don't say I didn't warn you."  Kit walked out of the room, closing the door with a soft click.  She stood outside her sister's bedroom and wondered if she should knock.  With a shrug she quietly opened the door.
"God yes, James I need you,"were the words that met Kits ears as the door swung open.
She stood in the doorway frozen in shock.  Her mind refusing to believe what she was seeing.  That didn't look like revenge to her, but who was she to say that James hadn't capitulated easily.
The couple on the bed knew nothing save their bodies as Artemis removed the blindfold unaware of her sister at the door.
The urge to march over to the bed and demand to know what the hell Artemis was thinking was strong.  Kit controlled it, though she didn't know how.  Instead she turned her attention the small case sitting by her sister's desk.  These were her "toys" that Artemis stored for her.
"James," a shrill voice screamed, as Artemis came apart in James's arms.
Shaking her dark head she walked out of the room.  Neither the wiser about her appearance, though if they *ever* found out they'd probably both kill her.  That thought brought a smile to her lips.  Kit twisted the knob opening the door.  She stepped into the room and slammed the door, enjoying the sight of Cat jumping at the sound.
Once he got his heart beating regularly he hissed,  "So the whore is back."
This time she didn't rise to the bait.  Calmly she placed the case on the nightstand.  Her fingers rolled out the combination for it.  There were two small sharp snaps and a whoosh of air as Kit opened it.  Finally, turning to the man on the bed, she knelt down by his head and whispered in his ear, "I told you if you kept running your mouth I was going to fill it.  Now it's time to pay the piper."
"Fuck you," he growled still struggling with the restraints.
"Have it your way," she said, pushing the gag into his mouth and fastening it behind his head.
He screamed into the gag, now he was bound, gagged, and blinded to the woman's ministrations.
Cat's movements seemed even more frantic than before.  Kit brushed the hair off his face.  She made sure to keep her touches light and gentle.  He had to calm down or he was going to seriously hurt himself.  He turned his head away but his body continued to react to the touches.
"Always so stubborn," she said softly, more to herself than to him.  Her hand ran over his chest and down his stomach.  With the tip of her finger she traced his navel.
His stomach muscles contracted at her touch tightening delineating his abs.  Kit leaned over his stomach her tongue darting out to taste his skin.  His hips jerked at the touch of her tongue his moans muffled by the gag.  She smiled against his skin.  Her teeth captured the edge of his bellybutton tugging it slightly.  There was just enough pain to act as a reminder of who was in charge.
Cat's fingers were clenched around the chains of the handcuffs as he jerked in pain.  Kit's hand slid beneath the sheet her fingers brushing over his throbbing cock. He jerked violently in his bonds a strangled squeak escaped the gag.  She threw the sheet back exposing his nude form to her hungry gaze.  Her tongued darted out, licking her lower lip before gnawing it with her teeth.
He shivered as the cool air of the room wafted over his exposed body.  Kit once again leaned over his prone form, parting her lips.  She let her warm mouth close over the tip of his shaft.  She closed her eyes and relished the taste of him.  His hips jerked in response to the warm moist heat enclosing his shaft and a loud moan escaped from behind the gag.
Kit bobbed her head, allowing more of him to slide into and out of her mouth.  Her fingers lightly scratched his skin.  Her movements were unhurried. 'After all we've got all night,' she thought.
His fingers clamped on the chains as his hips thrust up trying to make her go faster.  Kit grabbed his hips, holding them as best she could.  She let him slip from her mouth with an audible pop.  Tasting him like that was just driving her insane.  She pushed herself into a kneeling position on the bed and quickly stripped both her baby doll tee and bra.  Her black leather pants and thong soon found themselves joining the other articles of clothing.
He heard the clothes flying to the floor as he heard a low moan that amazingly came from his mouth.  Kit crawled up Cat's body randomly placing kisses and nips until she straddled him.  Feeling the woman on his body was more than Cat could stand he needed to be free.
Kit leaned down her lips brushed his ear.  "Do you want these removed," she asked, as she touched his wrists and the gag that covered his mouth.  He nodded his head he wanted nothing more than to take the woman on him.  "They only come off if you promise not to touch this," her fingers ran over the blindfold, her voice carried the threat of violence.
Cat nodded again, anything to get the blasted gag and cuffs off.  The young woman leaned forward, unfastening the gag, before leaning further up to get at the cuffs.  She could feel the warmth of this breath on her breasts and hurried to unlock his restraints.  Cat waited till his hands were free before he grabbed her by the hips and rolled them over his body trapping her on the bed as he grabbed her hands,  "Naughty... naughty."
She couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips.  In the rush of excitement she'd forgotten his strength.  Kit was at the point where she *needed* him.  Needed him desperately.  He ducked his head and used his tongue to trace a path down her neck to the valley between her breasts before moving to take one turgid peak into his mouth.
Kit's back arched as she rolled her hips, trying to tell him what she needed.  Her fingers were buried in his hair holding him close to her.  His laughter rumbled in his chest and around her nipple as he rolled his hips as well teasing her with his shaft.  She groaned at the slight contact.  She wanted more, no she *needed* more than the tease he was offering.  "Please," she begged hoarsely.
He grabbed her hands and held them in one hand as he used his free hand find her entrance, his fingers encountered a wealth of wetness,  "Soon my lovely,"he hissed as he then slammed into her.  Kit screamed her pleasure.  She was riding that fine line between pleasure and pain and she loved it.
Cat listened to the scream and smirked as he continued to slam into her then he slowly slid out of her before slowly sliding back in, making each thrust count.  She met him thrust for thrust.  Her mind and body were on overload.  Desperately she sought his mouth.
He found her mouth and let her hands go so he could trace the body he was loving.  Kit ran her hands through Cat's hair and encountered the damn blindfold.  She ripped the contraption from his eyes.  She had to see the look in those burning depths as he pounded into her.
It took a moment for his eyes to adjust from total darkness to the shadowed darkness that he was now in.  He looked down and was in shock.  "KIT," he growled as he slammed into her.
"Yes," she mewled, as her fingers dug into his back.
Nothing else was said as his hand moved between their joined bodies to seek the nub at the juncture of her thighs.  Kit's eyes closed and her neck arched as his fingers danced of her sensitive nubbin.  She locked her ankles around his back.  She was close so close.
Cat rolled his thumb over the nub at the same time thrusting into her and biting her nipple.  With that act of pain Kit fell over the edge, screaming his name.  He continued to thrust as she flew apart in his arms causing him to stiffen and her name was ripped from his lips.  He fell to cover her body with his.
Absently Kit's hands caressed Cat's back as she relearned how to breathe.  Her eyes were almost too heavy to keep open.
"Why didn't you tell me when you first entered the room," Cat whispered looking down at the woman beneath him.
One shoulder rose and fell.  "This was our revenge," she said simply.  "This was our payback for all the teasing you and Cowboy have done."
"We only teased you so you would notice us," Cat whispered as he nuzzled his head between her breasts.
"Well now I feel stupid for putting the sleeping draught in your beer tonight," she said quietly.
"But think of the fun you had," he grinned up at her.
"Yeah, but if you *ever* call me a whore again I'm going to personally acquaint you each and every one of those," Kit's blue eyes drifted over to the still open case on her nightstand.
Cat shifted his eyes over and saw the various toys, "Yikes," he mumbled then looked her in the eyes,  "Did you get Cowboy too?"
"No, that particular job fell on Artemis... and last I saw she was doing a damn fine job of it too," she said with a laugh.
"You know all ya'll had to do was wiggle your finger at us and we would have tripped over our own two feet to get to you."
A perfectly plucked brow rose.  "Is that right?  Hmm.  Someday we'll have to test that theory."
"Yes we do," Cat said just as a yell came from the other room.  Cowboy's shouted cry filled the room before dying out.
"Enough talking, I have something else in mind for that mouth of yours," she said, leaning up to claim his lips.  All he could think was yes ma'am as he lowered his head to claim his lover's lips.