Luke's mouth settled over hers again, his hand turning her head towards him then brushing lower, over her breasts and circling her nipples. She arched her back slightly, Luke's fingers traced the curves of her cleavage before drawing up, cupping one breast. His mouth traversed her skin and he sucked in the nipple, his tongue teasing it.
Meanwhile, Cade's tongue made her squirm as he found her clit, working it expertly until all her nerves tingled. Grabbing Luke's hair she pulled his head back to her, his lips capturing hers as she moaned into his mouth.
Clara had a brief moment of wondering if they were really enjoying sharing her when she felt Luke press his hard cock into her side and she reached for it again, her fingers curling around him. He pumped her hand languidly. Well, one of them was definitely enjoying this.
She wanted more. Their mouths were wonderful and talented and she had a burning urge to see if their cocks were the same, if they could duel pleasure her while also gaining their own release.
"I want to watch him fuck you, Clara."
She blinked up at Luke. "I..."
"Don't think about it. Just you and him. I want to watch you." Luke's hand slid under her leg, drawing her knee up. Cade repeated the action with her other leg and after one last lave of his tongue, he crawled up her body, resting his elbows either side of her.
"Clara?" Cade waited for her answer, his cock rubbing against her inner thigh.
"Do it," she groaned, hating losing their touch, even if it had only been mere seconds. "Oh, God, Cade, do it!"
He slammed into her, causing her to cry out on the first thrust. Over and over he shoved his cock deep inside her, his mouth settling over her left breast, sucking her nipple while Luke lay beside her, kissing her passionately as she pumped his cock.
Concentrating, she squeezed her inner muscles, clenching Cade tightly.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned, "I'll blow if you do that. You're so freaking tight."
"Turn me over," she demanded. "I want you to take me from behind."
Cade lifted his head. "Are you sure, sweetheart?"
She nodded quickly. "Yes and I want Luke in my mouth," she added, for once surprising them into silence.
"Are you sure?" Luke asked again.
"Yes, damn it. Do I have to spell it out? I want Cade to fuck me while I suck you." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Cade withdrew and flipped her over. Luke edged up the bed, resting his back against the headboard. She grasped his cock, smiling as he groaned, and held it still while she wrapped her lips around the fat head, alternating licking and sucking. Someone groaned. A hand slid between her thighs, nudging them apart. Seconds later and Cade entered her, the penetration deep and wonderfully satisfying at the new angle. His fingers squeezed her hips as he held on while his groin ground against her smooth cheeks.
She could barely concentrate on Luke's cock as Cade plowed her from behind. Instead she allowed Luke to guide her, his hand over hers as she shafted him, alternating her hand movements with licks and sucks, sliding his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth until he began to thrust shallowly, his other hand wrapped in her hair.
The pleasure was enough to have her whole body shaking and tingling. She closed her eyes, letting the climax build, giving herself over to it as it surged within her. The only warning she had of Luke joining her in orgasm was his other hand grabbing her hair, holding onto her as he jerked in her mouth, his come shooting. She swallowed it, delighting in the heady taste of his pleasure.
Behind her, Cade roared and her men held her as her orgasm exploded. She cried out, holding on to Luke as Cade thrust harder, his body slamming against hers as he shot into her. Her inner walls milked him mercilessly and when hands—she didn't know from whom—caught her breasts and pinched her nipples, she came again, the orgasm so swift and intense that they had to hold her while she rode it, until she collapsed between them.
"Damn, that was intense," groaned Luke, his head falling back against the headboard with a thud. "Ouch," he moaned, rubbing the back of his head.
Clara stretched between them while Cade adjusted himself, flopping onto the bed. "I think my wolf just passed out," he murmured.
For the first time in a long, long time, Clara doubled over in laughter. She scrunched her knees up to her chest and laughed and laughed.
"I hope you don't find it funny. The next time I go furry, you'll have to drag my tired ass home," Cade said, barely audible as she shoved her head into a pillow.
By the time she'd stopped her laughing fit, her men looked rested and she still had pains in her sides from the effort of her mirth. Stifling a yawn, she pulled the sheets up over her body and rolled onto her back, feeling very much at peace between them. It wasn't just the sex, fabulous though it was, it was the rightness of them all being together.
She had the feeling that if she woke up with them either side of her every day, well, that would be just fine. In fact, she couldn't imagine not having them with her.
"You know what we should do today?" Cade said.
"Um-hmm?"
"We should take Luke up to the lake. Take a picnic, go for a swim, just have a nice easy day, chilling out."
"I have to dig over the garden," Clara protested. "I bought seeds already."
"You can't plant anything until it’s cooler," Cade pointed out. "Unless you want your plants to wither. Plus when was the last time you took a day off?" He peered at her while she scrunched her face as she searched her mind. "See, you can't remember."
"Fine," she agreed begrudgingly. "I can't remember."
"What do you say, Luke?"
"Sounds great to me."
Cade swung his legs over the side of the bed, stretched and rooted around the bedroom, unearthing his clothing. "That's settled. Get dressed you lazy pair. We've got a picnic to plan."
***
The lake was one of the prettiest parts of the property. Of course, lake was something of a misnomer. It wasn't the type of water that they could push boats out on, but it was plenty large enough for swimming and was surrounded by rocks on one side and grass bank on the other, a thick canopy of trees providing cover and privacy over another bank.
It had taken close to an hour to hike out there, laden with blankets and the picnic basket, towels and swimsuits. Lying there on the blanket in just her shorts and sleeveless t-shirt, she had to admit it was a pretty good idea of Cade's. Not that she would admit it, but their morning had left her exhausted, satisfied and completely uninterested in any kind of manual labor, especially that length of fencing, the mere thought of which could send her mood into a steaming fury. No, she wouldn't think about that. A day off was exactly what she needed.
She sighed again and squeezed her eyes shut, only opening them when she felt footsteps, then someone drop onto the blanket next to her. Cade plucked a daisy from the grassy carpet and tickled her under the chin playfully. She pushed him away affectionately.
"This was a good idea," she told him. "You know what I can't remember asides from my last day off?"
"Nope."
"The last time I came out here. I think it was a year ago but I got so mad I just turned right around and went home."
"We had some great times out here. You, me and Col."
She picked at the grass. "That's why I got so mad."
"I wish he was here," said Cade.
"Me too."
"But you're glad you came?"
"Yes. God, yes. I've missed..." She waved her hand around, to the sky, the trees, the water...him. "This. I've missed just feeling free."
"When are you going to get in the water?"
"Soon," she promised. "Soon?"
"Trying to work up the courage?"
"How did you guess?"
He stroked the daisy along the bridge of her nose. "I know you, remember."
Behind him she watched Luke wade out the water, shaking himself off. She licked her lips. Cade turned around, saw what she was looking at, and turned back with a laugh. "Someone's horny," he mocked her.
"Nope. You two saw to that this morning, thank you very much." She paused, smiled. "Though the sight of Luke getting out the water would fit in one of my fantasies nicely."
"Fantasies, huh? Any skinny dipping in these fantasies of yours?"
Clara mimed zipping her mouth shut as Luke approached them. His shorts plastered to his skin, making them skin tight and close to see through. The way they molded around his thighs was particularly nice.
"Ask me tomorrow." She laughed again and flopped face down on the picnic blanket.
"What's so funny?" asked Luke, flicking droplets of water at her as he lowered to sit next to them, just off the blanket so he wouldn't soak it through.
"Apparently our girl here couldn't take the sight of you in those wet shorts and needed a lie down."
Luke poked her arm with a cool finger. "Should see me skinny dipping."
Clara squealed into the blanket then raised her head. "No teasing. It's not fair." Her head fell down with a thunk and a moment later she shrieked as a part of wet shorts hit her back. "Do I dare look up?" she mumbled into the blanket, just as dry cloth hit her head. What were they doing? Raising her head, and pulling at the cloth on her head, she looked up, blinked and looked down at the cloth. Cade's shorts. Looking up again, Luke came into view first, or more precisely his naked backside as he strode back to the lake. Looking around she saw Cade's legs, then looked up. And, oh, sweet heavens, the man was hung. Her mouth dropped open.
"Coming for a swim?" he asked, emphasizing the first word with a wink.
Scrambling to sit, all Clara could do was blink as she ran her eyes over Cade's naked body. He stood, entirely unabashed, in front of her. She had a flash of the image of them entwined as he plowed her, and had to blink and shake her head to shift the image. He grinned at her as she turned away, barely able to bite back asking if she could taste him. If he knew she even contemplated rising to her knees and taking him into her mouth, he probably wouldn't be grinning down at her. He’d be in her mouth already.
"Don't be long," he said as she flung his shorts back at him. He dropped them onto the grass and she simply watched as he strode to the lake. She flopped back onto the blanket, gasping with excitement. Oh heck, if they were going swimming naked she wasn't going to be a baby about it. She would join them. In her bikini, of course, because getting naked and sweaty with them in the seclusion of her bedroom was one thing but she wasn't sure if she was ready to let it all out publicly. Not that this was exactly public, she thought, glancing around as she got to her feet. They were on her private property, far away from prying eyes. They could do anything they wanted.
Keeping her pace even and measured, she followed the naked men into the lake, wading out until she could swim, catching them easily with her smooth strokes.
They played games, chasing, and splashing in the cool water, playing tag and making her squeal when one of them dove and grabbed her ankle, pretending to be a shark. She felt so alive, so happy. And it was all because they'd come into her lives. Her whispered words to Cade the previous evening were pure and true and she knew that it wouldn't be long before she loved him as she wanted to. Her wolf had always said yes, her heart was saying yes and her head was whispering in agreement. Treading water, she watched them lunge at each other, easily jostling and playing, without a hint of jealousy. Yes, they could do this.
When they both disappeared from view, she continued to tread water, spinning slowly to try and catch them before they inevitably tried to sneak up on her. With a roar, Luke resurfaced in front of her and she laughed, half with fright, and splashed him until he caught her in his arms and kissed her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him back.
A moment later and she felt the water part as Cade surfaced behind her. Another kiss planted on her shoulder then his hands ran around her back and twanged her bikini straps.
"Do you really need this?" Cade asked, running his fingers underneath the strap.
"Yes," she said.
"Sorry, ears full of water. I think you said no." Her bikini top tightened just briefly as he pulled the strings at her neck, then her back, his hands travelling around to peel the wet triangles from her breasts, his hands pausing for a moment to cup her for Luke's view.
"Mmm," said Luke, looking down. His hands went under her butt and hoisted her up. "Put your legs around my waist, baby."
"You'll drown," she protested.
"Actually my feet are on the bottom. You're the only one little enough to drown." Luke's hands ran down her sides, then around to her front. He hoisted her a little further and bent his head, taking one nipple in his mouth, sucking it and teasing it with his tongue until it was hard. When she was panting, she found herself being lifted off Luke and turned to Cade's awaiting arms. He held her securely, bending his head to her untended breast and repeating Luke's wicked tongue action. With her legs still around Cade, she unhooked one arm from around his neck and pulled Luke towards her.
"You sure?" Luke asked.
"Hell, yes."
Luke claimed her nipple with his mouth. As she lay back under the afternoon sun, the cool water at her back, she was grateful she had two men to hold onto as they sucked and laved her nipples, their hands roaming her body, as the sensations went straight to her pussy. Thankfully she was already soaking wet from the lake, enough so to disguise how wet their attentions made her. Not that, now she thought of it, they wouldn't be pleased or anything. Actually, with her legs around Cade's waist, slipping a little lower now, she could feel just how pleased he was and it took all her willpower not to grind her hips against him.
She couldn't tell whose fingers pulled aside her bikini bottoms or whose fingers slid inside her. Her legs tightened around Cade's waist.
"Oh, that feels so good."
"Yeah? You like that, baby?" Luke paused. Ah, so it was his fingers. Fabulous.
Her breath caught as another finger slipped into her.
"How about that?" asked Cade.
"Oh... oh..."
"I think she likes it," murmured Cade as they both began to fingerfuck her.
"I bet she'd like it a lot more if we took her over to the side of the lake and took turns making her come."
"Oh..."
"Yeah, I think she'd like that," agreed Cade.
"Oh!"
"Though there's a good chance that's going to happen before we make it to shore," murmured Luke. Suddenly, the fingers stopped and both men turned their heads to the sky. Cade inhaled deeply.
"You smell that?" he murmured to Luke.
Luke gave a sharp nod. The fingers eased from her and Cade pulled her against him protectively.
"Take her to the shore," said Luke. "I'll investigate."
Clara looked from Cade to Luke with wide eyes. Her breath was still short but something had unmistakably shifted in the mood. The atmosphere was tense. She shivered and that's when she caught it. The faintest scent. "Someone was here?" she whispered, just loud enough for her men to hear.
Cade nodded. "I just caught it. Is there any reason why anyone would be out here?"
"No. The neighbors' properties are too far and the lake is too far into mine. There's no access routes near here either. I pump some of the water from the stream that feeds the lake to keep the land irrigated when it's dry like this." She wrinkled her nose in thought. “If anyone came out here, it’s deliberate.”
"The woods," murmured Luke, his eyes flickering in that direction as he silently searched the area with his superior tiger eyes. "Let's wade over to our things like nothing's wrong. Go ahead. I'll follow."
When they hit the shallows, Clara unwrapped her legs from Cade's waist. They waded together, stepping onto the bank and shaking off the water. Almost immediately, Luke dropped to the grass, his body contorting. In a flash, he was gone. In his place stood a tiger, huge and fierce. He stared up at her with amber eyes and she felt her jaw drop. He butted his head against her hand and she scratched him tentatively between the ears. He rewarded her with
a purr. Whipping around he bound away and they lost sight of him as he passed through the thicket.
"I've never seen a tiger up close," she said, her voice soft as if someone could hear them. Maybe they could. They’d gotten so close and they didn’t even notice. "Will he be safe?"
"Most likely," Cade assured her. "I’ll place a bet he’s the most dangerous thing out here. He'll be back soon. Let's gather our things and head back to the house. We'll wait for him there."
"I don't like this," said Clara, her voice trembling. Sliding her hand in his, their revelry thoroughly broken, they headed to the blanket, their ears and eyes wide open.
Chapter Fifteen
"Sweetheart, you're going to wear the floor out pacing like that." Cade walked over to Clara, wrapped his arms around her and she rested her head on his shoulder, comforted by his presence.
"I'm worried," she told him as she tried not to sniff his scent. Getting horny now would be just plain wrong. "It's been three hours! What if he's hurt?"
"He's fine."
"How can you know?"
"Have you seen his teeth? I'd like to see someone get the better of him when he's gone tiger."
"Maybe he got shot! We don’t know who was in the woods!" Her voice trailed off in panic.
"Maybe he joined a traveling circus and is making out with the hula girls."
Clara pulled back and shook her head in annoyance at his jest. "That's not funny."
"What's not funny?" asked a voice from the doors. "Not leaving my clothes by the lake? Woah!" Clara slipped from Cade’s arms and leapt towards a naked Luke, throwing her arms around him. "This is a nice welcome," he said, gathering her up and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
"Sorry about the clothes," she mumbled as she pressed kiss after kiss against him. "I just grabbed everything. I didn't think."
"Not a problem. I just shifted again and ran all the way here. Man, it felt so good. Not as good as this, but very good."
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