Yielding to the Wolves [Werewolf Brides 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  He’d rather just look at Keisha in her underwear, although looking at her once she was naked would be even better, he was certain.

  Okapi glanced at Tedros again and began to play with Keisha’s breast. Teddy matched his actions on his own side of Keisha’s body. Her breasts were the perfect size. Not huge and puffed up with silicone, but generous, perfectly rounded globes of soft woman flesh, with a hard little nipple pressing against the soft fabric of her bra.

  Teddy lay almost flat beside Keisha and licked her bare skin between her panties and her breasts, tasting her side and then making damp patches on her belly and up to the edge of her bra. He sucked her nipple through the bra, feeling how hard and hot it was through the fabric, knowing she was ready for them to touch her more intimately, but waiting for Okapi’s signal.

  When Okapi lifted her up a little, Teddy held her body still while Okapi undid her bra and together they pulled the straps off her arms. Her breasts were delightful, the nipples a pinkish brown against her pale skin. Immediately Teddy took her nipple into his mouth, licking, sucking, and then biting it gently. He cupped the breast with one hand, painting wet lines along the underside of her breast and licking all her flesh before sucking as much of the breast into his mouth as he could take. Damn it, she tasted delightful, salty yet sweet, and her perfume was the headiest thing he’d ever smelled.

  By the time he’d helped Okapi wiggle her panties down over her hips, his dick was so stiff he could hardly move. He couldn’t ever remember being this desperate to fuck a woman in his life before, but he knew his task was unfinished. It was all about Keisha. Until she’d had an orgasm, he and Okapi couldn’t find release themselves.

  They rolled her onto her side, and Okapi buried his mouth between her legs while Teddy petted, stroked, and teased her ass with one hand and her breasts with the other. He wanted to find out if she liked being touched on the ass, but it had to be done in the context of arousing her to even greater heights. Making her come was their top priority, and he couldn’t risk undoing all the work they’d done so far if she wasn’t used to being touched on her rear.

  Gently he moved his hand from one breast to the other, cupping the mound, stroking her soft flesh, and then rolling and tweaking each nipple. Her breath was coming faster now, so he knew she liked what they were doing. He became a little bolder, sliding his other hand down her ass crack and teasing around the muscles of her rear entry. He was sure she didn’t dislike being touched there. She didn’t move away from his fingers at all. But that didn’t tell him whether she welcomed it or not.

  This multitasking business was harder than it appeared. It was damn tricky to keep one hand gently stroking her breast as his index finger on the other hand circled her rear entry. He gave up trying to do independent things with his hands, and had both fingers circling and stroking in unison, one around her nipple and the other around her anus.

  “I’m going to come,” Keisha whispered.

  “Come then, beautiful,” ordered Okapi, and as she shuddered and shook, Teddy pinched her nipple and slid his finger into her hot, dark rear end.

  * * * *

  “That was a pretty awesome foot spa,” Keisha gasped, the orgasm still flickering all through her body. She’d never come that hard in her life before and they hadn’t even fucked her yet.

  She was sure Okapi was giving Tedros stage directions across her body, but she didn’t care. She felt very content right now, but if they wanted to play some more she was good with that plan as well.

  Teddy’s finger teased around her ass again, then slid inside, massaging the channel there. She couldn’t stop herself shivering in need. Hell, she’d just come and already they were arousing her again. Woo-hoo, tonight really was going to be her lucky night.

  “Have you been fucked in the ass before?”

  She knew it was Tedros touching her there, but it was Okapi who asked the question. So they were very definitely working together to pleasure her.

  “At the high school I went to, it was the preferred method of contraception, more popular even than blow jobs.”

  “That sounds like a real classy school. Not,” said Teddy.

  “Yes. When the global financial crisis came and so many local businesses closed down, most of the middle-class people moved away to find employment. The school and the neighborhood started a downhill slide right about then. But there were enough nice kids around that as long as the girls stayed in a group, it was quite safe.”

  “And you? Were you safe?” Okapi tilted her chin up so she was looking right into his eyes.

  “Oh, I was smart. I was never one of the really popular girls and I didn’t have any siblings to hang out with, so I attached myself to a group where the lead girl in it was dating one of the main gang leaders. I was safe because no one in high school was stupid enough to risk starting a gang war.”

  “Did you join the gang?” asked Teddy.

  “I never had to. All the boys assumed I already had. The girl gave us all gang wristbands and I never took mine off.”

  “I don’t understand. Why did she do that?” asked Teddy.

  “It made her look good. Her boyfriend assumed she’d recruited us, and we were safe from attack. It was a win-win situation as long as no one ever told the truth, and none of us was likely to do that.”

  “I’m so glad you came here. I hate the thought that you were in danger. I don’t ever want you to be unsafe again,” said Okapi.

  “I can’t imagine anywhere safer than in the heart of a werewolf shape-shifter community.” Keisha let her body sink into the mattress. It was a mighty fine mattress and the sheet underneath her had the soft, luxurious feel of one with an extra high thread count. But the best part was the two hot, hard bodies in the bed with her, Okapi on one side of her and Tedros on the other. It was bliss. She snuggled down between them thinking, Come winter, I’ll never be cold in bed again.

  Keisha dipped her head down and licked a line on Okapi’s chest. Hmm, he tasted a little salty, but all man as well. She stroked her hand over his chest, loving the hard muscles under his skin. Then she rolled over and wrapped her lips around one of Teddy’s nipples. In no time at all, the flat little button was standing up hard and tall. Oh, this is fun. What next?

  She swung a leg over Teddy, pushing him onto his back and sitting astride his hips. Now she could reach lots of interesting things at once. She began by running her palm flat across his chest, ribs, and sides, down to his hips and back up again. She licked a line down his chest and sucked both nipples.

  Then she climbed off and sat on Okapi, who’d been leaning up on an elbow watching her. His torso was longer than Tedros’s, so Teddy seemed to be more muscular, but she’d need a tape measure to be absolutely sure whose chest measurement was broader. She rather thought Teddy’s shoulders were wider though. Hmm, perhaps she should measure their cocks. It’d be good to be able to recognize whose was whose in the dark.

  Keisha looked from one to the other and back again. Both were long, thick, and most impressive. Teddy’s had a slightly broader, flatter head. She slid back down Okapi’s legs and licked across the head of his cock, dipping the tip of her tongue into the slit of his cock to taste his flavor. Earthy, with a sort of pleasantly musky aroma. Next she moved to Tedros and repeated her taste test. His was almost a nutty flavor, very distinctive and appealing.

  Four hands grabbed her and picked her up. “Have you finished your assessment of us?” asked Okapi.

  “Oh, yes. I’ll always be able to tell which of you is which.”

  “Well, that’s good to know.”

  “It’s time to stop playing and start fucking,” said Okapi hoarsely. Keisha gazed into his face and knew both men had been very patient with her. She’d had an orgasm but they hadn’t, and her teasing must have been arousing them as much as it was pleasing her. Besides, fucking sounded good to her.

  Okapi lay her on her front and pressed a firm hand on her lower back, telling her quite clearly to stay like that. She cros
sed her arms under her chin, and rested her head on them, looking to the side so she still had some idea of what was happening around her. It was Okapi who was sitting across her legs now, and he was rubbing cool gel into her ass. He was much more definite in his touch, whereas Teddy had been gently insistent.

  Teddy crawled up the bed to her head and ran his fingers through her hair. “It’s all wavy from having been braided.”

  “It’ll be back to normal by morning. Shakina did my hair for me.”

  “It’s good you women have all become friends,” said Okapi, his fingers deep in her ass, twisting and turning.

  Suddenly Keisha didn’t want to talk any more. Heat raced along all her nerves, arousing her to a fever pitch of desire. “Feels so good,” she whispered, her mouth touching her forearms.

  “Do you know what we want?” asked Okapi.

  “I’m pretty sure it’s the same thing I want.”

  “Put it in words. Tell us.” It was definitely an order. He was getting more dominant. Keisha hid a smile. She’d really like to tease him, but his fingers were driving her wild with need and her head was full of erotic thoughts. She didn’t have the strength left to play anymore.

  “Both of you fucking me together,” she whispered.

  Teddy moved down the bed and now his fingers were teasing over her clit. “Me in here.” He slid a finger into her hot, wet pussy.

  “And me in here.” Okapi had several fingers in her ass.

  “I want that.” She could hardly speak. Her mouth was dry with need, her breasts were full and aching, and her nipples were digging into the bed linens that had seemed so soft only a few minutes ago. Now the sheets seemed to scratch and scrape on her sensitive skin, driving her desperate desire ever higher and higher.

  For a brief moment there were no hands on her skin at all, and Keisha was puzzled. But before she could gather the strength to lift her head and look around, Teddy was lying on his back beside her, lifting her over his body. As soon as his cock pushed into her cunt, her brain kicked in again. He was wearing a condom. That was what they’d both been doing.

  He was long and thick and very aroused, pushing her swollen, sensitive tissues wide apart as he sank deep inside her, until his balls were resting against her pelvis. He held her tightly against him and she enjoyed his hard strength against her skin. It was good to feel her breasts squashed against a man. She rubbed her nipples back and forth over his skin, hoping it would ease the ache in them a little. Then her ass cheeks were held wide apart as Okapi’s cock began to push his way inside her.

  Despite her bold statement, Keisha’s actual experience was a lot less than she’d ever let anyone imagine. Once the gang wristband was on her arm she was completely safe from all the boys at school. They assumed she was part of the gang and therefore belonged to one of the gang members. Which suited her perfectly, as she wasn’t interested in any of them in a romantic way. All she wanted to do was find a job and help support her family. Even after she’d left school she was careful to wear the wristband whenever she was outside her home, except when she was working. It’d been worth its weight in solid gold to her.

  Keisha drew in a deep breath. Teddy was likely the biggest man who’d ever fucked her. He filled her totally. Yet Okapi, an equally big man, was slowly and steadily working his way deep inside her ass. And somehow, her body was opening wider and wider, accepting them both, making room for them both, and causing the tiny hairs on her arms to stand up and shiver with delight.

  “Feels so good,” she mumbled.

  “Beautiful, it’s going to get much better,” said Okapi, pressing his balls against her ass cheeks.

  There was a long pause, when nothing happened, but just as she was about to demand some action, Teddy pulled out of her pussy, until only the head of his cock remained inside her. Again, she’d opened her mouth to complain when he began to push his way back inside her, and Okapi started to withdraw.

  She got a picture of herself as a cartoon character with a tiny lightbulb lit up above her head. They were going to move opposite to each other. As one came in the other was leaving, so she’d always have one of them in her, and both would be constantly moving. Fucking hell, what a devastatingly wicked way of making love. Endless stimulation from one or both of them. Keisha lay still and let them set the pace. Only once she’d adjusted to the pattern of their movements was she ready to become a more active participant. She bent her arms backward, dragging her nails along Okapi’s sides, teasing his skin, then she balanced herself on Teddy and used her toes to trail up and down his legs.

  But it was too hard to concentrate. Two cocks pounding in and out of her was the most intense sensation she’d ever experienced. All she could think about was her men. Her men. Two of them. Holy shit, how lucky was she to have been accepted into this community, to be enjoying the attention of two of the most amazing men she’d ever met? It really was almost unbelievable that they wanted her.

  But right now she couldn’t think any longer. Her entire body was one big tight ball of gelignite about to explode into bliss. Keisha rested her head on Teddy’s shoulder and sighed with happiness as the men moved much faster, harder, deeper now. Every stroke was like a blazing trail of fire inching closer to the detonator, which was going to set her self-destructing so soon now.

  And then she climaxed. The fire ripped through her body, burning up from her core, out her arms, her legs, her head. Keisha threw back her head and screamed her release as her body exploded into millions of bright, shiny sparks as she came, and came and came.

  The men held her tightly between them as they thrust deep inside her and she knew that they came too, though neither of them yelled. Okapi rolled them onto their sides, and she was ready to drop off into a doze, until both men kissed her. It was so sweet, yet so sexy. It started her brain working again.

  She’d just had the best orgasm of her life. Absolutely the best one ever. And she’d been thinking of them as her men. But she was getting too far ahead of herself. This was their second date. She still scarcely knew them. There was no divorce under shape-shifter law and she absolutely positively would not tie herself down to two men she barely knew. Oh hell, yes, they passed the sex test. But would they pass the love test? Or even the care and consideration test? Get a grip, Keisha. This is just the beginning of the relationship, not the end.

  Chapter Four

  Jeremy John Rinehart III tapped his manicured fingers impatiently against his huge solid wood desk. The fourth Mrs. Rinehart was busy planning a soiree at the art museum. The good news was that it kept her entertained and therefore prevented her from nagging him for more jewelry or a new car. The bad news was that she was spending an astronomical amount of money on flowers, wine, and canapés for it. Money he currently didn’t have thanks to the costs involved in the upkeep of the previous three Mrs. Rineharts. Money his little sideline businesses needed to create really soon.

  Fortunately his accountant, Sammy, was good at finding ways of raising extra cash. He picked up the handset of the landline telephone on his desk. “Where’s Sammy?”

  There was a pause, then the chirpy voice of his secretary replied, “He’s just getting off the elevator right now, sir.”

  “Send him straight in.”

  He was certain his secretary was hoping to be the fifth Mrs. Rinehart, but he was all through with wives and alimony. From now on he was only interested in having mistresses he could pay off with a lump sum when he got tired of them, and never have to worry about them again. His exes were costing him far more now than they ever had when he was married to them and he wouldn’t fall into that trap ever again.

  Sammy tapped on the door and walked in, placing a heavy briefcase on the floor at his feet when Jeremy waved him to the chair in front of the desk. “What have you learned? I need another half million right now. This week.”

  Sammy stared right back at him, his face blank. Jeremy’s gut clenched. He needed the money. Why wasn’t it available?

  “All your en
terprises are doing very well. Everything is making a good profit for you. But you can’t just keep draining everything down. What you need is a brand new source of income.”

  “Like what? Why hasn’t Green found someone we can blackmail? A couple of rich people we could blackmail would provide me with a nice, steady tax-free income.”

  “Basically, sir, no one you’ve had us research is doing anything wrong. We’ve had men watching and checking around Cooper’s Farm for weeks and they haven’t found anything at all even the tiniest bit illegal. You need to accept that the Coopers have gotten their money perfectly legally. As have the Rineharts.”

  Jeremy gulped. That last statement was a warning. Yes, all the Rinehart money came from genuine investments and properly audited businesses. But how the hell was he supposed to know his ex-wives would continue to cost him just as much money after he divorced them, as they had beforehand? And not one of them had been a better-than-average fuck either. Well he wouldn’t be making the mistake of getting married again.

  “If we can’t blackmail anyone, how can we get the money I need?”

  Sammy continued to keep a perfectly bland face. “In Mexico and parts of South America, kidnapping is a good source of income. A wealthy target is chosen. They might be roughed up a little, but not really damaged. The family pays a nice fat fee and the victim is released. If a passel of illiterate peasants can make a decent living doing that, your people should be able to do it, too.”

  “Kidnapping.”

  Jeremy hadn’t thought of such a thing. Blackmail, call girls, and prostitution all seemed to him to be nice, clean white-collar crime, whereas kidnapping was more a blue-collar, hands-dirty activity. But if, at the end of the day, the victim was returned pretty much unharmed, there shouldn’t be a problem. Surely Green’s men could manage to do the work. “I like that idea. Have you made a list of people Green should kidnap? People with plenty of money to pay the ransom?”