by Jane Jamison
“Do you always get hard before changing?”
Anderson grinned. “Yeah, we do. Once you’ve gone through the transformation, you’ll have to tell us if you cream when you change.”
“What about when you’re werewolves and I’m one, too? Will we…” She let her gaze fall from their faces to their cocks. “You know.”
“Damn, I hope so.”
She almost smiled at the exuberance in Daniel’s tone. “Okay. I’m ready. Go ahead and change.”
“Prepare yourself, but don’t worry about what you hear. It hurts to change, but it’s not as bad as it sounds.”
Daniel flicked his tongue over his upper lip. His bright blue eyes, changed, adding more of the mysterious amber flecks she’d seen before. “That’s why your eyes change.”
But the men could no longer talk. She watched, fascinated as their faces morphed, blurring as their chins moved outward to form a muzzle. Their entire bodies blurred as fur flowed quickly over their skin. She held her breath as the cracking sounds began signaling their bones breaking and reforming into different angles. They dropped to their hands and knees as claws sprang from their fingertips and tails burst forth. Within a minute, two large werewolves, one black, one dark brown, brought their amber gazes to her and pulled back their lips in snarls that exposed long, deadly fangs.
She jumped, terrified by the snarls, but the snarls soon died away. They moved toward her, their tails wagging, their ears in a forward position. Although her legs felt like they had ten pounds of weight on them, she met them halfway and reached out her hand.
The crack of a gun echoed through the room. Shannon jumped back in the same moment the werewolf that had been Daniel fell to the floor. Anderson growled then ducked behind the couch.
“Shannon, run!”
Stunned, Shannon gaped at her sister as she positioned the rifle on her shoulder and stormed toward her. Charlie kept her rifle leveled at the growling werewolf behind the couch, clutched her sister by the sleeve, and yanked her along with her into the hallway.
“Move, Shannon. Now!” Charlie pushed Shannon ahead of her, shoving her on the back to keep her moving toward the door to the garage.
She couldn’t think, couldn’t even speak. Instead, she let Charlie guide her through the garage to the outside of the house. At last, her shock wore off and she jerked away from her sister.
“You shot him!”
Charlie kept her rifle aimed at the house as she backed away. “Damn right I did. Come on, Shannon. Keep moving. We have to get out of here.”
But she didn’t move. Instead, she stopped where she was, forcing Charlie to stop, too. “How did you find me anyway? I tried to call you.”
“My phone died. Then I made it to Forever just in time to see you hauling ass out of town. I tried to get you to stop, but you were so intent on coming here that you didn’t hear or see me. I was trying to come up with a plan when two guys showed up. I waited, hoping they came to help you, then I came in after them.”
She tugged on her arm. “Let’s talk about this later. Right now, we’ve got to get out of here before that other werewolf comes after us.”
“No. I’m not leaving them.”
Charlie lowered her gun, her confusion etched in her face. “Leaving who? The two men? Are they still in there? So they are on our side?”
“I’m not leaving Daniel and Anderson.” If she hadn’t been before, she was sure now. She loved them. She didn’t care if they were werewolves. They were the men she was supposed to stay with for the rest of her life.
“You have to come with me, Shannon. If they’re still inside, we have to leave them. We can get the sheriff or police or whoever to come back for them. But we can’t fight them by ourselves.”
Charlie rushed toward her and tried to take her arm, but she pushed her sister away. “You shot him. You shot Daniel.”
“What are you talking about? I shot a werewolf.”
How could she expect her sister to understand? She backed up a few steps then whirled around and hurried back to the house. Charlie grabbed her arm and spun her around.
“Are you saying this guy Daniel is the werewolf I shot? He’s a werewolf?” Charlie put her hands on Shannon’s face and stared into her eyes. “Is this the vampire’s work? Did he do something to you to make you think one of those guys you like is a werewolf? Snap out of it. We have to leave now.”
“No! I’m not going with you.” She gripped Charlie’s hands and held them. “I know this is hard to understand. It’s hard for me, too. But the men I told you about? Daniel and Anderson? They’re the men I love. I have to go back. I have to help Daniel.”
“If that’s true, you’d be crazy to want to stay. They’re werewolves. They’re monsters. Forget them and come with me.”
She could hear the plea in Charlie’s voice, but she wouldn’t let her sister sway her. “No, you’re wrong. They’re not monsters. They’re good, honest men and, yes, they’re werewolves. But I don’t care. I love them, and I want to stay with them.”
Her sister’s face clouded over, a mix of disbelief and anger. “As what? Are you going to let them change you into one of them? Is that what you want?”
Hearing the words spoken by her sister and having to speak them aloud made her smile. “Yes. In time. If that’s what I want.”
She turned her back to her sister and rushed toward the house, back to Daniel and Anderson. Pausing at the side door into the garage, she spoke one last time to the sister she would leave behind. “We were wrong about Deacon Slater. He didn’t kill Christine, and the vampire who did is already gone. Go home, Charlie. I’ll get in touch with you when I can.”
Her sister stared at her, the rifle at her side, her mouth parted in awed shock. But she couldn’t worry about Charlie. She had to get back to her men. Lifting a hand in farewell, she opened the door, rushed inside, and headed for the large room.
“Shannon.”
Hearing Anderson’s voice behind her, she came to a stop and whirled around. A knot clogged her throat as she faced him, ready to see the grief on his face.
Anderson, fully clothed, shouldered a fully clothed Daniel with his one arm wrapped around his cousin’s waist and the other pressed against his chest. Daniel’s head was down, his hair falling forward to cover his face.
“Daniel?” She couldn’t ask if he was dying. If he was, she’d die along with him.
Daniel lifted his head and gave her a tremulous smile. “Hey, baby.”
Her knees weakened as relief washed over her. Although he held his side, he was still alive, and that was the only thing that mattered. She took his other arm and looped it over her shoulder.
“Shit, Daniel, don’t milk it. It’s a flesh wound. No big deal.” He pulled Daniel’s half-buttoned shirt wide, exposing his chest. “See? He’s already healed.”
Shannon had to study the smooth skin to find anything out of the normal. The one remaining mark was a pink spot where the bullet must’ve entered his werewolf body. “I don’t understand. She shot you. I saw you fall.”
Anderson dipped his head to the side and eased the trio toward the door. “Yeah, he got hit. But that’s one of the perks about being a werewolf. You heal really fast. Now if it had been a silver bullet, we’d be carrying his dead ass to the graveyard.”
She brushed back his hair. “Are you sure you’re all right?” The electric rush of energy she always got whenever she touched one of them zipped through hand and down to her pussy.
His blue eyes, so much like his cousin’s, found hers. “Yeah. I’m good. I just need to catch my breath, and I’ll be ready for anything.”
She slapped his arm then fisted her hands on her hips.
“Hey! What was that for?” Daniel stumbled forward as he tried to get out of reach.
“Don’t you ever make me think you’re dead. Not ever again. Do you understand me?”
His cocky grin split his face. “Yes, ma’am.”
She pointed a finger at Anderson. “And that
goes for you, too. I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost either one of you.”
“Whatever you say.” Anderson waited until she took Daniel’s arm again. “Let’s get out of here. I doubt Deacon’s going to welcome us with open arms if he wakes up and finds us hanging out in his home.”
Chapter Ten
“So what do you think about what you saw, Shannon?”
Shannon hopped onto the bed and spread out her arms and legs. They’d taken her around the ranch on horseback, telling her about each special place. She saw where they’d played as boys, where they liked to fish, and even where they’d fucked their first girlfriend. She loved Moonbeam Ranch and couldn’t wait to send for her things so she could make their home feel more like hers.
“I wish you’d shown me your ranch in the first place. I would’ve moved in the first night I met you.”
Anderson tore off his shirt and unzipped his jeans. Daniel didn’t take long to catch up with him, and soon both of them stood in front of her, their cocks coming to attention. She sat up and tried to grab their cocks, but they stayed just out of reach.
“Come on, guys. Welcome me to my new home.”
“I think we need to get the business part out of the way first.” Anderson wiggled his finger at her. “Get off the bed and come here.”
She narrowed her eyes. They were up to something wicked, no doubt, and she couldn’t wait to see what it was. She scooted off the bed and stood before their gorgeous naked bodies. She tried to grab their cocks again, but they slapped her hands away a second time. Pouting, she batted her eyes. “Pretty please?”
“Not yet. You’ve got a punishment coming.” Daniel slid his hand along her shoulder then down to her breasts. She arched for him as he slipped his fingers under her T-shirt.
“A punishment? For what?”
“For taking off from Milly’s that way. You were lucky. You never know what a vampire will do. Not even the good ones like Deacon.”
“I had to try one last time, and I knew you wouldn’t let me go.”
“If you’d believed us from the start, none of that would’ve happened. Now your sister’s involved, and she knows about us.” Anderson pushed her arms and gave her a look telling her to keep her arms behind her back. He gripped the top of her jeans then unzipped them but left them hanging on her hips.
“Do you think she’ll come back?” Daniel let his hand fall inside her T-shirt, over her breast to catch her nipple between his fingers.
“If I know Charlie, she’ll come back. She’s not going to give up until she takes me home safe and sound.” The sadness she felt every time she thought about her sister came back. “Or, if I’m a werewolf, she might decide to kill me.”
“We’ll have to make sure that doesn’t happen.” Anderson shared a hard look with Daniel.
Between Daniel fondling her breast and having their hot naked bodies so close, her nipples were pebbled and aching to be sucked on. “Can I use my hands now?”
“Just keep your hands off until we give you permission to touch us.” Daniel squeezed her breast once then took her shirt by the collar and tore it away from her. He yanked so hard Anderson had to catch her to keep her from falling.
“Hey, that was my favorite shirt.”
“And these are my favorite tits.” Anderson pushed her jeans to the floor and groaned when he saw she wasn’t wearing panties or a thong. “Holy hell, you’re so hot I almost shot my wad just looking at you.”
Daniel moved behind her then took her hand and guided her back to the bed. He sat on the edge and patted his lap. She thrilled at the idea of sitting on top of his cock, and, putting her back to him, she wiggled her butt at him. “What’cha got in mind, Danny?”
He pulled her across his lap, putting her stomach against his legs, and whacked her butt cheek. “Don’t ever call me Danny again. Got it?”
She murmured yes and squirmed as his cock pressed against her stomach. Gripping the bed with one hand and his leg with another, she tried to get off him, but he held her down.
“I didn’t hear you.” He mimicked a drill sergeant telling his recruit to speak louder.
“Yes. I got it.” She tossed her hair over one shoulder and pushed up, putting her eye level with Anderson’s hard cock. He stroked it, starting at the base and sliding to the mushroomed tip. Pre-cum oozed from the slit.
Daniel ran his hand over her back, caressing his way down to her butt. He spanked her again. The sting went all the way from her cheek to her pussy. He stroked her again and ran his hand between the crease of her butt cheeks. He toyed with her butt hole, sliding his fingers over the rippled skin then pushing his finger into the tight hole.
She moaned and wiggled her butt again. “Put your cock where your fingers are, Daniel.”
Instead, he pulled his hand away and slapped her again. She could imagine how pink her butt was now.
Anderson moved closer, putting his cock within an inch of her face. “You can look but don’t touch, baby.”
She moaned and wiggled again, giving Daniel a reason to spank her other cheek. “Ooh, so torturing me is my punishment?”
“It’s part of it.” Anderson held his cock, shaking it to let pre-cum juice drip from the end. He pumped his cock, his strokes slow and steady. “Open up, baby.”
She giggled and opened wide as he slid his cock inside her mouth. He was hard granite surrounded by soft flesh. She could feel the veins of his cock against the flesh of her mouth, and she almost choked as he pushed in deeper.
Daniel slapped her ass again then brought his finger back to her asshole. He pushed in at the same time Anderson thrust his cock into her mouth.
She wrapped her tongue around his cock, sucking hard then releasing it only to suck it back in even harder. Anderson tunneled his fingers through her hair, keeping it away from her face.
Shannon let Daniel support her as she placed her hand around Anderson’s balls and moved her fingers to make them bounce. He tightened his hold on her hair. She watched the muscles in his hips flex as he worked his body frontward then backward.
Shannon had never felt so many sensations all at the same time, but she wanted even more. Being with her men made her want everything she could have and made her realize that she could do everything she’d ever dreamed of doing.
Letting Anderson’s cock go, she turned to plead her case to Daniel. “I want you to fuck me while I suck his cock.”
“We’ll do it our way. You just do as you’re told.”
The amber in Daniel’s eyes grew as he picked her up and tossed her on top of the bed. She squealed as he tugged her onto her hands and knees. Anderson got in front of her, and she sucked in his cock again. She loved how the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat, loved how he reached for her breasts to tweak her nipples, giving her bursts of sweet pain. But she wanted Daniel, too.
Her breasts jiggled as Anderson pushed his cock forward, easing her back with every thrust. Every time he thrust, he took her hair and played with it, pulling it high only to let it fall over his cock as he slipped out of her mouth. Her silky hair covered his wet cock, dampening the locks.
Daniel grabbed the lube from the nightstand and watched as his cousin pushed into her again and again. “Damn but she’s sweet. Her mouth fits your cock just right.”
“She sucks like she’s going to take my skin off, but oh, man, it’s so good. So good I may lose control.” Anderson gasped and pulled away from her. “Shit. I almost did, and I don’t want to come that way.”
“Turn her around.”
Anderson did as his cousin said, lifting her to put her back to him. He took the lube from Daniel and rubbed it over her anus. She jerked at first as the cool liquid dribbled into her hole, but soon she was ready for him to fuck her in her back hole. Anderson shoved his fingers in and twisted them, letting her muscled rings clamp down on him. He groaned and rubbed his cock against her butt.
“Do you want us to fuck you, baby?”
“Yes. Please.” She push
ed against Anderson’s cock, rubbing against him to drive his fingers even deeper.
“Okay, baby. I’m ready for you.” Anderson grabbed her hips and settled her on top of him, driving his cock into her bottom.
She cried out, the quick bite of pain that accompanied his entry a pleasure. She moaned as he drove his cock into her harder, going as far as he could go.
“Take it easy. Just breathe. You’ll get used to it real quick.” Anderson slid his arms around her to take her breast. He twisted her nipple, giving her delicious torture that took her mind away from the sensations in her ass, but only for a moment. Before long, she was circling her hips and grinding into him, loving the way his cock filled her.
“Push her over on me.”
Daniel lay back on the bed and stroked his cock as Anderson pushed her forward, sliding out of her. She bent over Daniel to flick her tongue across the tip of his cock. He groaned and pulled her down, urging her to suck his cock. She wrapped her hand around the base and flicked her tongue again over the tip, but he wouldn’t wait for her temptations. Sitting up, he took her behind the neck and pushed her head toward his cock.
She laughed, the sound muffled as she dragged his cock inside and deep throated him. His moan rumbled under her fingers as she skimmed her hand over his abdomen.
Anderson eased his cock back inside her ass. He moved in and out of her, taking it slowly, and the pain was gone. Instead, she only felt the friction of her taking and holding his cock. His fingers dug into her flesh, but, like the other stabs of pain, she relished the sensation.
She’d do anything for her men just as they would do anything for her. Only a few days earlier she hadn’t even dreamed of such bliss and happiness. Now she had two men who would love and protect her.
“Come here. I need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock.”
She released Daniel’s cock with a satisfied popping sound and let Anderson guide her onto Daniel’s cock. Daniel shoved into her pussy and took her breasts in his hands. He drove into her as Anderson pulled out, giving her the sensation of being filled and emptied at the same time. The three of them found a rhythm, one leaving as the other began. She clung to Daniel’s arms as Anderson balanced her by holding her hips.
