Three Make a Ménage

by Cara Adams

  Zane withdrew until only the tip of his cock was inside her, and then he powered into her again, holding her hips in a hard grip and driving deep. That was so good. He was so strong, so powerful, so all-consuming. She loved the possessive way he took her, filling her until she was stretched wide around his cock and could scarcely think she was so full and ready for more.

  Then Ty leaned over her mouth and claimed her lips. His were soft and sweet, but they demanded she pay attention to him, demanded she respond to him, demanded more from her.

  With the attention of both men, her body was overwhelmed with sensation. It seemed that every part of her was under the control of one or the other of them. All around her skin her nerve endings were alight with their presence. Four hands petted and touched her skin. Two mouths were licking and kissing her. Even Ty’s cock was stoking her cheek. Well, she could do something about that.

  She turned her head into his body and lifted his cock until it was against her lips. Slowly she stroked her tongue over the soft head of him, and then she dipped the tip into the slit of his cock to taste him. Hmm, nice. Salty but tart.

  He wiggled to give her more of his shaft and she reached up to roll his balls in one hand. Ty’s hair was light brown, but the hair on his body was one shade darker. Teasingly she tugged on the curls surrounding his cock as she licked up and down the shaft. He groaned so she did it again, before sucking his cockhead once more.

  A second climax was coiling in her belly, and Zane was driving into her cunt deep and hard. It wouldn’t be long before she came, so it was time for her to see if she could bring Ty with them. When he reached out and began rolling her nipple between two of his fingers, she almost lost control, but she managed to open her mouth and suck his cock deep inside then scrape her teeth lightly across the mushroom head of him.

  It was a losing battle though. Zane slammed into her, holding her ass high and driving his cock in to the hilt on every stroke. He thumbed her clit in time with Ty who was teasing her nipple and Thea lost all power to coordinate her hands or mouth. With her last remaining thought she sucked Ty deep into her mouth just as she came, hoping her groans would be diminished by having him there, and that the sounds would help arouse him even though he wasn’t down the back of her throat, since she couldn’t open it in this position.

  Ty gripped her hair and fucked her mouth as her body shook and quaked in orgasm. At the very last moment he let her go but she sucked on his cock as it exploded cum into her mouth, and still her body quivered with her own release.

  Both men wiggled onto their sides and held her tight as her heart rate gradually slowed back down to normal.

  “Now would be a good time to shower. That means tomorrow we can leave as soon as we want to. We won’t have to line up and wait if the showers are busy,” said Ty.

  Thea groaned. She didn’t want to stand up now, far less shower, but what Ty said made sense. “Okay. Give me a minute to collect my towel and stuff.”

  * * * *

  Zane watched his woman, his woman, stumble over to the lockers and pull out a bundle wrapped in a towel. She was so organized. She’d already gotten her shower things ready. He grabbed a towel, soap, and clean underwear and figured that’d be good enough for now. They could shave and clean their teeth in the RV. They only didn’t want to shower as it used such a lot of water and the RV could only store a certain amount. It was better to be sure they had plenty for cooking and suchlike. They’d had quite a few cups of coffee during the day and they’d likely have a whole lot more once there were five of them. Or maybe Mr. Patterson would prefer tea. It didn’t matter. If they didn’t have what he liked they could stop at the first mall they saw and buy it for him. It was important to make his journey as smooth and non-stressful as possible for him.

  As they walked across the parking lot towards the bathrooms, Zane became aware of people shouting at each other. No, not shouting. They were singing. Just not at all tunefully. Singing at the tops of their voices. The noise came from the women’s side.

  A woman stuck her head in and came straight out. “They’re drunk as skunks. Unless you’re desperate, I’d come back later.” She walked off.

  Thea sighed and went to turn back to the RV. “Give me the keys. I’ll wait until the morning.”

  But Zane had an idea. “Wait here.” He raced into the men’s side. It was all separate cubicles and several were occupied. He rushed outside again and grabbed Thea. “Hurry.”

  Her eyes widened as she worked out what he meant to do, so he pulled her to him with one hand and placed his other hand over her mouth, jabbing her body with his towel and other things as he did. But time was running out. Who knew when the men in the cubicles would want to come out and maybe clean their teeth at the row of communal sinks.

  He pushed her into the first empty cubicle then took the one next to her. As he undressed he heard muffled giggling. Good. She’d taken it in a good way and wasn’t going to give him grief. Besides, the raucous, tuneless singing from the women’s side would drown out just about anything anyone tried to say, anyway.

  The singing was so loud even the running water didn’t silence it. He showered and got dressed then exited from his cubicle. Only moments later Ty joined him. They stood and talked while a man washed his hands at the sink and then left. Once he’d gone Ty tapped on Thea’s door. “Are you nearly ready in there?”

  “A few minutes,” came the answer in a throaty voice. He grinned at Ty. Evidently she thought she was sounding like a man. No way. She sounded just like her wonderful self. He could hardly believe he’d fucked her. She was so sweet and lovely, so good to them, and he was certain now that she would make him and Ty a perfect mate. She was everything they wanted in a woman and so much more. Of course he would need to talk to Ty, but he was sure Ty would agree with him. Anyone could tell that the man was besotted with her. They’d have to get jobs first so they could provide for her. It’d mean not going to Nebraska, but he was fine with that plan. They’d only decided to go there because they’d been told unemployment there was very low and work was easy to find.

  Dr. Thorne had said he was going to be short two rehabilitation aides, because they’d mated a woman at the DADISP. A woman who was one of Thea’s friends. He couldn’t remember her name right now, but that was irrelevant. The point was, would Ty be interested in staying here and working for the clinic? And would they both be able to go to school and pass the necessary course? It was a very long time since they’d left school. Likely they’d have to do some makeup course first before they could even begin the course they needed.

  It’d all cost money, too, but if they were working as well that wouldn’t be too bad. Although he’d never had to pay house rent having always lived on the farm. How much would that cost? Would they be able to afford to rent an apartment for the three of them to be together and pay school fees for him and Tybalt? Hmm, maybe he shouldn’t say anything just yet. He’d better get his facts sorted first. But at least Thea was his for the moment. His and Ty’s for the next few days. Even if she was hiding in the men’s showers right now.

  * * * *

  Dorothea was driving with Zane riding shotgun, so Ty was on breakfast duty. With the RV traveling down the road at full speed he had to be careful to make only small movements and not fill the cups more than two thirds, but that was okay. He’d given them each coffee and made bacon and egg sandwiches, wrapping Thea’s in a paper towel so she could hold it in one hand without getting grease on her hand in case she needed to grab the steering wheel.

  He collected cans of juice for them all, then refilled the coffee pot so it’d be ready when they wanted another drink. Finally he collected his own sandwich and sat in the cab in the backseat.

  “I still can’t believe you took me into the men’s washroom.” Thea giggled.

  “It was only the showers. It wasn’t like I walked you past the urinals or anything.”

  “Hmm. That might have been fun.”

  “Would you like to see a uri
nal?” asked Zane.

  “It’s okay. I don’t need to see a passel of cocks. I have two very fine specimens right here.”

  As soon as she spoke, Ty’s dick stretched and wanted inside her, but he forced himself to breathe deeply. They’d just started the day’s drive. They had a long day and a lot of miles to go today. They were expected at the Arizona pack midafternoon or early evening tomorrow and had no idea how slow the last part of the journey might be, once they were in the desert.

  “Will the roads in the desert even be made? Or will they just be dirt tracks?” he asked.

  “The Alpha told Oscar he didn’t need a four-wheel drive vehicle, that an ordinary car could drive there, but he didn’t say anything about them being sealed so I assume they’re gravel or dirt.”

  “Have you been to the desert before? You didn’t ever tell us about your experience of vacations yesterday.” Ty felt guilty. He’d loved sharing about himself, but he should be learning about Thea. If he was to make her his woman, it was important he knew all about her. Not to mention he loved to play BDSM games, and the only way he could plan such a game for her was if he knew all about her likes and dislikes. A Dom had to design the scene to give the ultimate pleasure to his sub. The only way he could do that was if he knew what her triggers were. He had to know how her mind worked as well as her body. For some women, the mere suggestion of a game was enough to make them cream. Others needed to know all the details, every step that would take place. Still others were excited by scents and sounds or memories of previous experiences.

  As yet he knew none of those things about Dorothea. He didn’t even know her opinion about BDSM. It’d be easy enough to talk about that, but only if he remembered to ask the right questions and to ensure he learned everything about her, especially what would give her pleasure. That would be his task for today. He’d spend today learning all about her and tonight, in bed, he could try a few tiny things on her and see if she responded positively. After that the other people would have joined them and he needed to think about the future. That required talking to Zane. But today would be for learning all about Thea.

  “My parents loved to travel, but they didn’t have the money to do much until my father retired. Now they’re like migratory birds. In summer they stay at home in Ohio, but before the first snow falls they head south. They have friends in Florida, in California, and in Texas. They wander around down south until the snow is all gone and then they head home again.”

  “What about you? Do you mind the snow?” asked Zane.

  “Are you serious? I don’t know anyone who likes shoveling the walk. I do know people who love to ski though, or snowshoe. I guess I’m lazy because over all I prefer summer.”

  Now Ty knew the perfect game for them to play come winter, but what else did she like?

  Once again they drove until dark, stopping only for fuel and to stretch their bodies and walk around every now and again. A little after dark they found a large truck stop, full of lights and action. Once again they parked in the farthest row and walked inside to eat a hot meal. But the only thing on Ty’s mind was taking his woman to bed. Would she let them fuck her together this time? It would be their last chance until they arrived home again.

  Chapter Four

  When Dorothea stopped to think about it, she supposed she’d known Tybalt and Zane for almost two weeks because of the DADISP. They’d attended the first few days, before being confined to the cabin after the barbecue. But she’d only really gotten to know them properly over the last three days. The long hours they’d spent together equated to more like three weeks in real terms though, she calculated, because very few people had the luxury of being with someone twenty-four-seven as they did.

  And it was a luxury. She loved every minute of getting to know them on a deeper and deeper level. Their characters shone through truly. No one could fake a nice personality for the long hours of being stuck together in a small truck cab with nothing to do except navigate the road they followed and talk. Well, apart from when Ty had gotten one of the squishy balls and thrown it all around the cab, bouncing it off the roof, walls, and even the windscreen until she and Zane couldn’t stop laughing.

  Of course they chatted about the scenery and things they passed. They laughed together about the drunk ladies singing in the shower room. The men told some stories from their school days when their friends had gotten drunk. They talked about their likes and dislikes and the men asked about her work at the shape-shifter clinic. Thea really wanted to urge them to stay in Ohio and work at the clinic. But that wasn’t fair. She wasn’t the one who’d have to go back to school, and balance study and work. The decision could only come from them.

  She did ask them about what sort of work they hoped to get in Nebraska, and they spoke of finding a pack with a farm. Then Zane said, “But I expect more and more packs are leaving their farms. It was the perfect life a hundred years ago, offering werewolves the privacy to shape-shift and be themselves, as well as giving them a home, and work, and the means to support themselves. But those days are gone.”

  “I’ve told you about the Hanson Mall pack who own and run a shopping mall. But the Simon pack still lives on their land. They were struggling after a rat plague ate all their crops, but they’ve recently started growing a spice which is helping them do better financially,” she said.

  “I wonder what the Arizona pack does?” asked Zane.

  “I’ve heard of another pack who manages a national park. Maybe where they are is a national park,” she suggested.

  Thea shook herself. She’d allowed her mind to wander back over the day while the men had eaten a second serving of apple pie. She was full long before it was time for dessert. “I don’t know how you can be so hungry after sitting all day.”

  “I was hoping to get some exercise now,” said Zane, and she had to look down at her empty plate in case she blushed. Yeah, she’d been thinking about the possibilities of the bed as well. It seemed a shame not to make use of their last chance to fuck. She was eager to have them both. With so many ménages now in shape-shifter circles, the thought of having two men herself had been sizzling her nerve endings all day.

  Not that there was any guarantee these were “her men,” but they were hers for today at least.

  On the way back to the RV the men tucked her between them, each of them holding her tightly to his side. Zane had his arm over her shoulders, and Ty wrapped his around her waist. She felt so cared for and protected like that. She could so easily get addicted to being treated as part of them, cared for, and secure at their sides.

  Only time would tell. It wasn’t her place to try to force them to pick Ohio over Nebraska or anywhere else. Hell, they might even fall in love with Arizona for all she knew. She had tonight. Tonight was hers and she planned to make the most of it.

  Once inside the RV with the curtains closed and the light on, Thea leaned against the wall, crossed her arms over her chest and suggested, “Why don’t you both strip for me?”

  “Can do.” Zane kicked his boots off and unzipped his jeans in a nanosecond.

  Ty shook his head. “I think she wants a bit of a striptease. You know, a bump and grind.”

  Zane stared at her. “In that case, why don’t you show us how to do it?”

  Dorothea laughed, shaking her head at him. “Nice, try, Zane. Very nice try. But you’re the ones supposed to be stripping right now.

  “You want me to waggle my ass and wave my arms as I take my shirt off?” Zane did the actions as he spoke the words. “That seems a waste of time to me. Naked is naked.”

  Thea looked at Ty. He moved into the middle of the small space and then turned slowly, wiggling his butt and rolling his hips. He performed a few dance steps and then stood close to her as he lowered his zipper tooth by tooth. When he did that Thea’s fingers itched to drag the jeans down off his legs and sink her mouth over his cock. “That’s hot,” she whispered.

  “Good, because I can’t really think of anything else to do.
”

  Ty snatched her up and tossed her onto the bed. “Why don’t we undress you instead? That will be much more entertaining.”

  “Entertaining for whom?”

  “Us.” Zane leaned over her and captured the hem of her T-shirt in his teeth. He gently pulled at it and it rose up over her chest. Obediently she leaned up on her elbows so it could creep up her back, and then raised her arms so he could pull it off over her head. She was almost certain he cheated and used his hands as well, but just the thought of him undressing her with his teeth was enough to send her honey flooding her panties.

  She was undressed very fast after that. For a start she wasn’t wearing a whole lot of clothes, but secondly with two of them pulling them off her, it didn’t take long anyway. She did manage to drag Ty’s T-shirt off him, but that was all she could reach.

  Then both men were leaning over her, Ty holding her chin and Zane staring deep into her eyes until she could barely breathe from the sexual tension surrounding them.

  Ty’s hand was resting on her ass, pushed between her and the bed, but still managing to smooth and stroke her skin.

  “What do you know about ménages?” asked Zane.

  “I have friends who’ve mated two men.” Thea’s throat was so dry it was hard to speak. Ty’s steady, delicate touch on her ass was frying her synapses with thoughts of what might happen next.

  As his finger slid into her rosette he asked, “Have you been taken here before?”

  “Not recently.” She gasped wanting to push back onto his finger but needing to remain still because she knew they’d ask at least one more question.