She watched Brand lever himself off her husband and disappear into the bathroom.
“Wes, are you okay?”
He looked up into her eyes, his own burning with desire. “Yeah, I’m good. Did you mind what happened?”
Tabitha’s cheeks heated and she knew that her face was bright red. “No, it was actually…sexy.” Her voice sounded seductive, even to her own ears.
“Good, my little leopard, because as soon as Brand gets back, we’re going to take you together. Don’t worry about pregnancy or diseases. You can’t become pregnant until after you’ve fully shifted for the first time and our kind are immune to all social diseases.”
A thrill coursed through her at the thought of having both of them together. “I have so many questions, Wes. All of this…” She gestured with a paw. “I need to know who—what—exactly I am becoming. And how this happened. And how come you knew and I didn’t.”
Wes nodded, a sober expression chasing away the naughty glint in his eyes. “We’ll explain that all to you, just as soon as you’ve been satisfied. Can you wait that long?”
Tabitha absolutely categorically needed these two men, so she would grant her husband a reprieve. In any event, her desire was so intense that she knew she wouldn’t be able to concentrate on what they had to tell her. The fact that Wes knew and understood this was enough of a comfort for her. She still trusted her husband implicitly and the fact that he’d allowed her to watch him taking and getting satisfaction from a man had deepened their level of intimacy in new and exciting ways.
“All right. But you better make it worth my while.”
Wes rose and gave her a gentle kiss, infusing tenderness that had been sorely missing in their marriage for years. She opened her mouth, inviting his tongue inside. He kissed her with a passion she had though was long dead and buried. It felt so good to be this emotionally close with her husband. She melted against him, her arousal building again, her love for him overshadowing the strangeness of the day.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, my tabby cat. You’ve given yourself the best gift ever. You’ve found the other half of yourself. Cast your inhibitions away for just this day and let us take you to heights you never could have imagined. We’ve only just begun.”
Tabitha stroked his strong jaw, deep in thought. Though she should be frightened, withdrawing from her husband, on some deep intuitive level Wes had calmed her fears and pushed her questions to the back of her mind. She felt safe with him, as always, and she knew he’d lead her through any confusion this new part of her life caused.
“I love you, Wes. Never doubt that.” She had so much more to say but just couldn’t find the words. If there were even words for the glow deep in her soul.
“Good.” He smiled, brushing her hair away gently. “I think this new part of you is even more gorgeous than you usually are. This soft fur, the gleam in your eyes, the graceful way you move. You’re stunning, Tab, and I’ve never loved you more than right at this moment. Stick with me, honey. Take this journey as my wife.”
As she nodded, soul-deep wounds and cuts began to heal. Her spirit was mending, becoming whole again.
When Brand cleared his throat, Tab found herself wondering how much he had heard. She tore her gaze away from Wes, meeting the challenge in the other man’s eyes.
“Are you ready for us, little kitty?”
He looked dangerous, almost a little wild. His blond hair was mussed and there were emotions swirling in his eyes. She glanced down his body, gaze hovering at his crotch. He was either still hard or had a hellofa recovery time.
“I’m ready. Take me, both of you.”
Brand sat on the bed and tugged her paw, pulling her toward him. She crouched over the man, her breasts dangling in his face. He seemed unable to resist her reddened nipples, playfully snapping his mouth over one, then the other.
“Mmm,” Tab moaned, rubbing her moisture over his cock, marking him.
“Not yet. Wes gets you this time. Then I’ll take you while he sucks your clit.”
The frank language added another level to her desire. She didn’t want these men to be civilized right now, she wanted their animal attraction to take over.
She relaxed and laid down on Brand’s body, pressing her cheek against his comforting chest and thrusting her ass in the air, exposing her cunt to her husband. Then she spread her pussy lips to expose the pink flesh inside. “Take me, Wes. Please.” Her desire for her husband’s cock and cum was overwhelming.
She sensed Wes moving but didn’t expect a long slow lick. He swiped his tongue from her clit to her ass slowly, so slowly she wanted to scream. It felt so damn good! She arched her back, lifting her ass, gasping when Brand began raking his claws gently over the tops of the breasts flattened against his chest. His hard cock pressed into her belly insistently, igniting a fire that only a cock inside her would put out. She didn’t care whose.
Darts of pleasure made their way from her pussy and breasts to the center of her being and radiated outward in increasing pre-orgasmic ripples. “Inside me now, please.” Desire turned to demand. She simply had to have both of these men. Gone was the safe, staid Tab and in its place was this new person with desires that overwhelmed and controlled her. Instead of being upset or worried about this change, Tab felt liberated. She knew on some deep level that she was in touch with the deepest part of her soul.
Her husband’s strong hands gripped her hips, his hands coming around to hold her breasts in a tender gesture, a counterpoint to the urgent need simmering around all of them. They encountered Brand, still softly caressing Tabitha’s breasts with his shrinking claws. The other man made small satisfied sounds as Wes began stroking his flank and shoulder. Wes flicked Tab’s nipple on each pass over Brand’s body as he seated himself against her cunt.
This was the moment she loved the most, when her husband’s length rested at her opening. He knew it and usually extended the torture until his patience was maddening. But she knew the game. He would penetrate her, he would control the depth and the timing, and if she rocked back, impaling herself on him, he’d fully withdraw and keep her at the edge for minutes.
I can’t wait! Her thighs quivered, her willpower nearly depleted. One of Brand’s hands went between her legs, stroking her husband’s cock, flicking a fingertip over her clit in the upstroke. His hands had finished changing back from paws, but hers hadn’t yet. She dug those claws into the fabric of a cushion, rubbing her husband’s cock head against her clit and extending the stimulation from Brand’s questing fingers.
“Little cat, let your husband fill you.”
Tabitha was beyond listening, though she stopped short of impaling herself on Wes’ cock.
“Little cat, enough.” Brand’s tone was full of authority.
Wes began moaning and rocking, almost but not quite penetrating her. She needed more sensation, more dammit! “Give it to me!”
In response, Brand spanked her cunt lightly, just enough pain mixed with the pleasure to cause her to jump in shock and moan.
“More. Please.” Her swollen pussy needed any stimulation she could get, and the spanking was such a turn-on.
Was that needy growl really hers? She cried out as Wes penetrated her quickly and started a slow back-and-forth thrust. He filled her, every ridge and vein in his cock caressing her inner walls as if he was created for only her pleasure.
Brand pulled her head down onto his chest and she eagerly lapped at one of his nipples. He tasted of the outdoors, of wood smoke, snow, and the trace of mint, spice and herbs, a blend that was entirely masculine. She began laving his chest, paying special attention to his nipples, encouraged as his breathing got harsher. Her tongue glided over the silky golden fur of his pectorals. The sensation was sexy and almost decadent. He was wild, he was civilized and the blend of both was almost too much for her to comprehend.
“Brand, you have no idea how sexy you are.”
His hands were buried in her hair, stroking from her scalp outward. Both so
othing and arousing, his touch and the sensations of his muscled body against her softer one pushed her toward the edge.
Wes’ magnificent cock was pounding into her, his hard thighs pressing against hers with every thrust, his hand fisted in her hair. He kept emitting small growls and moans that signaled his climax was looming. Tab was elated. Her husband had never been anything but tender and caring in bed. Here he was, fucking her hard and without concern for her needs, causing her just a little pain that urged the pleasure onto a higher plane. She loved the wildness that had come over him.
She’d never been fucked like this before! He drove into her with renewed desire and lust, making her cunt spark and fire into an inferno. He didn’t just push her over the edge, he propelled her over with the force of his thrusts and the sounds he was making.
“Wes!” Tabitha dug her claws into Brand’s shoulders, screaming. Her orgasm came over her with a force that reduced her to a quaking bundle of nerves. Lights exploded behind her closed eyelids and all she could hear was her labored breathing and her blood rushing throughout her body.
Just as Wes pulled out, Brand lifted her, settling her on his cock and thrusting home. Wes moved to the edge of the bed, his cock still hard and coated with both their cum. She was stunned when Brand began lapping at her husband’s wet dick, tasting them both. The aftershocks of her orgasm were still rippling through her body and it all seemed so decadent.
Tabitha panted. “I want some too.” Brand guided Wes’ cock head into her mouth. She dipped her tongue into his slit, drawing out the last vestiges of her husband’s semen. The combined flavor of cunt and dick was ambrosia to her.
Tabitha’s cunt was rippling around the full length of Brand’s cock. He was allowing her to control the up-and-down movements, skimming his hands down her sides. The sensations this almost-touch aroused were incredible!
“Let me have more.” Brand’s face was only a millimeter away. When her husband’s cock popped out of her mouth, Brand captured it and they began to kiss each other, tongues winding around Wes’ cock as she thrust her pelvis against him in short, hard strokes. Tasting. Licking. Kissing. Fucking. All the while Brand was wringing mini-orgasms out of her. This would be a quick fuck, ultimately to end in joint orgasms.
She loved the carnality of the act, it had been too long since she’d been used sexually. In the early days, she and Wes had coupled with intensity, but in the last years it had been safe, boring. Which this was decidedly not!
Brand picked up the speed, meeting her thrusts with new intensity. Tab released her husband’s cock and rested her head on Brand’s chest, whimpering as her body flooded with sensation. All rational thought left her mind as both Brand and Wes came, the former drenching her cunt, the latter drenching both of their faces.
Wes moved down to kiss both of them, tongues tangling, lips moving against each other’s mouths. This felt so right to Tab. She didn’t want this to end.
Chapter 4
Wes watched his wife and Brand as they broke apart. Each took a hand and tugged Wes toward the bathroom. His mind whirled with the newness and the excitement of the day. Happy Valentine’s Day to me! I got my ultimate fantasy fulfilled. Wes had known he was bisexual for most of his life, but had never experimented heavily with men. Yeah, he’d had his fun, especially in his college years, but the often soulless predatory way men approached other men had turned him off.
He’d married Tab when he was a fresh college grad and had put his bisexuality in the past. Whatever he fantasized about wouldn’t hurt his marriage. Wes had been disappointed in their marriage because unlike most shifter couples, whose sex lives were enhanced by their shared genes adding a wild edge to their matings, theirs had settled into mediocrity. Though Tab never knew it, their shared shifter heritage had deepened their bond, just not as intensely as Wes had hoped. He’d always wondered if, because Tab had never shifted, her passions were hidden under her humanity.
His normal and boring marriage had sure ended today! Having Brand initiate his wife into life as a shifter should have aroused the most predatory protective alpha instincts in him. He should never have let the other man touch his wife. Yet Wes felt as if this was right, as if they were meant to share her.
He stood still as she and Brand washed him off gently, wanting to fondle Tab, but the exhaustion in her eyes told a compelling tale. She was drained, emotionally as well as physically. She just stood still as Brand washed their juices off her body.
“Hey, Brand. Can you find all of us a place to bunk?” They could not stay in this room much longer…surely there were other shifters in as much need of the privacy it offered as they were! “Tab has a lot of questions in her…” Since the other guy was a big muckety-muck in the Council, evident by the fact that he’d been able to get into this ultra-exclusive shifter lounge, he should be able to score them a room somewhere. Behind closed doors and in total privacy, they could monitor Tab’s first full shift.
Thankfully, her fur was fading, her paws turning back into graceful human hands. In only a few minutes, she’d look fully like herself again.
“I’ll see what I can do. The storm is fierce out there.”
Wes nodded, this wasn’t anything he didn’t already know. “We need a place for us to stay for now. And Tab will need some sleep.”
“I know.” Brand walked out of the bathroom and reached for his cell phone. Wes closed the door that separated the rooms before he turned to Tab.
“Are you okay? A lot has happened today.”
Tab cracked a wan smile. “It is a Valentine’s Day to remember. I have so many questions, but yeah, I’m okay. You? You were so worried about the cruise.”
Wes jerked his head toward the door. “I got a little distracted by the hunk out there. Was what he did with me okay?”
“Yeah, it was…” Her voice faded and a blush colored her skin.
“It was what?”
“Sexy. Seeing you two together was sexy.” Tab chewed on her bottom lip.
“I’m glad.” Wes pulled her into his arms, rubbing her back in small circles. “We should get dressed. Brand is going to try to find us some place to stay. Your exciting day isn’t over yet.”
“Oh?” Tab’s expression turned serious. “I’m a bit overwhelmed. It’ll be okay?”
“It’ll be wonderful, Tab. I’ve been wanting to share this with you for so long… Just be patient and you’ll see.”
Finding a place for them to stay was a tall order. Even calling in every favor he could didn’t seem to work, until Denver, his assistant, located a shifter manager at a local hotel. The manager offered to give them one suite, which was usually held for any VIPs. Now the problem would be getting there. Thankfully, the hotel was in the shadow of the airport. Hopefully Denver could locate a shifter cab driver who might be willing to ferry them to the hotel despite the weather and zero visibility. If that didn’t work, they’d just have to walk, warming Tabitha between them. At least the sex had taken the edge off his lust. The human pheromones beyond the lounge were only an annoying buzz for now and by the time they’d become so intense that they’d steal his will, he’d be in a comfortable hotel suite with this intriguing couple and their special shifter pheromones would be all for him.
Brand noted that the couple had stayed inside the bathroom for some minutes. He wished he didn’t feel so left out. That emotion was just silly. The man and wife let him share the most intimate act with both of them just now. Of course they wanted a little time to deal with everything.
He threw himself on the bed, trying to ignore their mingled scents marking the fabric. He could try to be patient. Try anyway. As he closed his eyes, Brand played back the events that had transpired earlier.
His cock swelled almost immediately and he wrapped a fist around it, stroking his dick up and down. His eyes snapped open when he felt not one but two mouths working on him. Tab was licking his balls while Wes was sucking his cock. It was obvious that the other man was not an expert cock sucker, but his enthusias
m more than made up for any lack of experience. Wes was making love to his cock, sucking it then licking up and down the shaft.
“So nice…” He could fall in love with these two. They seemed so open to giving pleasure to him—to Brand the man, the average everyday shifter, instead of Brand Hove, President of the Council. They didn’t seem interested in any favors he could get them, just in him giving them pleasure. He had not experienced sex without strings attached for many long years and damn, it felt nice.
The couple worked his cock with enthusiasm and soon he was ready to come again, his third time in a couple of hours. He pulled Tab upright and kissed her deeply, Wes coaxing his cum out in a mild orgasm.
When Brand was able to catch his breath, he kissed first Tab then Wes gently, stroking their faces with his shaking hands. He didn’t know how to put into words how they made him feel. Even if he had the words, he wouldn’t say them. Always the president, he couldn’t afford to let his weakness—or his vulnerability—show.
“Thanks.” He settled for the simple instead, hoping they noted just how tender his voice was.
“So, what happens now?” Wes spoke, regarding Brand with a gaze full of mystery and promise.
“Right now, we make our way toward the Royal Hotel. I’ve secured us a suite there. We can wait out the storm and your wife’s first shift there.”
Wes’ eyes widened in shock. “How did you manage to get a room there? That hotel is so exclusive.”
Brand shrugged. Did Wes really not know how much influence he held? Within the shifter world, he was one of the most powerful men. “We just got lucky. Get dressed you two, then cancel your plans and collect your baggage. You’re spending the night as my guests at the best hotel in the city.”
* * * * *
Even though they had agreed on a meeting place near the airport’s outer doors and were all booked with the same airline, it took almost two hours to cancel their tickets and collect their luggage. The airport was packed and people’s tempers were fraying. The sooner they got out of there, the better, Wes thought. Tab looked exhausted, and every once in a while she’d shiver. The human pheromones in the air had to be driving her crazy. They sure were spiking his lust and he was used to the benefits of shifting.
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