Davies, Corrine - Embraced by Fur [3xtasy Lake 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Corinne Davies

  A few hours later after a very hot shower, a bit of breakfast, and a large cup of coffee, Carol was feeling back to herself. An incredible feat, considering the intense hangover she woke up with. Sloan offered to drive her home since River drove her out to Mai’s the night before. During the drive home, Sloan managed to get the conversation to a much more personal level. Carol found herself admitting things she’d never told another soul. She whispered one of her top five in his ear. Sloan looked at her in complete surprise. “You’re kidding me? Never?”

  “No, never, and it’s not that big a deal. It’s not like I’m the only one.” Carol started to feel foolish about her admission. She didn’t mean to tell him, but he’d wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and she’d curled into his side as he’d driven. When he’d asked her about her fantasies, it had slipped out.

  Carol tried to move away from him, but Sloan wouldn’t let her go. “It’s not a big deal. Forget I mentioned it.” Embarrassment pressed against her, and she could feel her cheeks getting hot.

  “Oh, there is no way I’m going to forget something as fucking hot as that.” Sloan glanced at her and grinned before turning his attention back to the road.

  “Now you’re teasing me.”

  “Hell no, baby, and I have the perfect place for us to pop your fantasy cherry.”

  Carol started to panic. She never expected that he would want to do it right now. “We can’t do it now. I don’t have anything with me for it.”

  “Of course we can, and you don’t need anything. That’s the point.” He pulled off the road onto what looked like a trail. He flipped the switch, putting his Jeep into four-wheel drive, and lurched forward again. “Trust me. You’ll love it.”

  “Is it safe out here? What if we get caught?” Carol was second-guessing her decision. Part of her wanted to experience this, but she’d never thought she would have a chance, certainly not immediately. Sloan stopped the truck and put it into park before turning in his seat.

  His playful grin was curling his lips, but she could see in his expression something deeper. It made her feel cherished and protected.

  “I promise to keep you safe, Carol.” He leaned forward and at the same time pulled her closer to him. Suspended across the console, she didn’t have anything to hold on to but him when he captured her lips in the most incredible kiss. “Forget skinny-dipping. Let’s stay here and make out.”

  She couldn’t help but laugh at his outrageous comment. “All right.”

  “Nice try.” Sloan shook his head. “You’re not getting out of this that easily.”

  He picked up his phone and texted a quick message. “I’m letting Kaden and Jaxon know that we are going to be a bit late and to not start cooking yet.”

  “I didn’t realize I was having dinner with all three of you tonight.”

  “I wanted to surprise you. I know you have been busy at the clinic since Brenna needed to leave town so quickly.”

  “The two of you are really serious about dating me at the same time? I don’t know how many times I can tell you that it’s a bad idea.”

  “The three of us want to, but Kaden has issues he needs to work through before he gets his head out of his ass. But we can argue about later. Right now, I want to play,” he said with a wicked grin.

  Sloan opened his door and hopped out of the Jeep. “Stay there, Carol. I have boots on, and I don’t want to risk you walking through a patch of poison ivy or something. You’re wearing those small sandals that look sexy as hell but wouldn’t be any protection.” He came around the vehicle and opened her door. “Jaxon will kill me if you get a scratch on those pretty feet of yours. Put your arms around my neck.”

  He’s going to hurt his back doing this. “You cannot carry me, Sloan. Don’t be ridiculous.”

  “Wanna bet?” In one fluid movement, he pulled her out of the Jeep and into his arms. She wrapped an arm around his shoulders, and he kicked the door shut. He walked confidently through the forest with her secure in his arms. Carol never felt as light as she did at that moment.

  They came to an outcropping of large rocks, and that is where he put her down.

  “Be careful to step on the rocks and not in the crevices. I don’t think there are any snakes in there right now, but no point in risking a bite.”

  Carol knew she didn’t need to worry about poisonous snakes. The really dangerous ones weren’t indigenous to this area, but a bite could prove to be incredibly uncomfortable anyway.

  He held her hand securely in his own and led her to the water’s edge. It was a beautiful spot. The lake stretched out in front of them, and she could just make out the thin shadow of the other side in the distance. “Where are the shops in relation to where we are?”

  Sloan laughed. “We are almost directly across the lake from any buildings. You afraid we’re going to get caught?”

  “I’m afraid of Cris announcing over the radio that he spotted Blavet’s big white ass in the distance.”

  “No chance of that.”

  He moved closer, and Carol’s heartbeat picked up.

  “It’s not fair to keep your brothers waiting. What if they are hungry?”

  “Oh, I know they are hungry, sweetheart, but you’re the one they’re interested in tasting.” He looked at her as if she was a large chocolate sundae. Her body warmed under his hungry gaze.

  She covered her cheeks with her hands and felt the heat she radiated. “I don’t think I’ll ever stop blushing around you.”

  “Good.” He reached out and slipped the top button on her sweater free. “Come play with me, Carol.” Another button came loose and then another. Carol reached out and traced her fingers along the waistband of Sloan’s jeans. Hearing Sloan’s certainty about Kaden’s interest worried her. Couldn’t they see that he wasn’t interested and that she didn’t want to be the one to come between them? This is nothing but a brief end, of summer affair. She tried to remind herself of that, but her heart felt differently.

  He stepped back and gave her a bit of room. “Undo them for me.”

  Carol slid her fingers to the front of his jeans and manipulated the metal button loose as he finished the ones on her sweater. He caught the edge with his fingers and stroked the inside of each breast in a seductive caress as he moved up to her neck and then slid it off her shoulders, leaving her with her lace-encased breasts exposed. He moaned and leaned forward to press his lips against her cleavage. “You have the most incredible breasts I have ever seen in my life.” His tongue darted out and pressed against a lace-covered nipple. She gripped his jeans and pulled him closer to her, wanting more.

  Sloan pressed his forehead against her collarbone and then stood up. “You make me want to do all sorts of dirty things to your incredible body, but we are here to swim.”

  “Are you certain you want to?”

  “Hell no, but I am going to. Now do me a favour and finish what you started.” She blinked at him, uncertain of what he meant. “We still have way too many clothes on.”

  Skinny-dipping had long been something she wanted to do, but when she’d fantasized about it, it was dark, and she was already in the water. The idea of getting naked under a warm sun to go swimming with a man as perfectly gorgeous as Sloan was far more intimidating than she had anticipated. He liked her breasts, but then they were one of her best features. He hadn’t seen how generous the rest of her was. She wasn’t as skinny as Brenna, who looked incredible in a bathing suit. She knew he wouldn’t let her get away with partially undressing.

  “Whatever is going on in that head of yours, I don’t like it.” In a move faster than her brain could register, Sloan stepped closer and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, pulling her closer. He kissed her and scattered her negative thoughts. She felt his hand wrap around hers and bring it to the zipper on his jeans. Carol smiled and gripped the metal tab. His cock twitched underneath the thick fabric, and she worried that she might catch him. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Hold on.” Sloan
slid his hand into his pants and winked at her. “All safe now.”

  She couldn’t resist looking down as she slowly pulled on the zipper. Seeing his hand disappear down his pants, knowing his fingers were wrapped around his own cock, created a dark throb up inside her. She wanted to watch him pleasure himself. Would he do that for me? She didn’t dare look up at him in case he saw the question in her eyes. She might have only met him a short time ago, but she knew he would do it if she asked. Sloan was wild and made her want to do crazy things with him.

  Pulling on the tab, she slowly unzipped him and exposed the incredible sight of his hand wrapped around his own cock. She lay her hand over his and felt the tremors beneath her fingers. Sloan moved his hand so that she held on to his exceptionally thick cock, with his hand wrapped around hers. Her fingers barely met around his velvety length. He was going to split her in two. He guided her hand to stroke him, and he shuddered under her ministrations. He wrapped his arm around her and buried his face into her neck. “Christ, that feels too good, babe.”

  “You like that?” She felt like the most powerful woman in the world right now. “What if I wrap my lips around you?”

  “Fuck!” He gripped her hand and stopped her from moving along him. “Don’t move.”

  He took a long deep breath through his nose, and she heard a low vibration in his chest that sounded suspiciously like a purr. She wanted him to let her move. In fact, she wanted to feel him as he slid his cock into her mouth. It wasn’t something she enjoyed with her past boyfriends, but the urge to taste Sloan whispered seductively in her thoughts.

  She let go of his length and slipped down to her knees in front of him. Wrapping her arms around his hips, she squeezed his hard ass and then gently scored his skin with her nails as she dragged them around to the front.

  “Holy fuck.” The words ground out from between clenched teeth. She looked up and gasped at the colour of his eyes. His eyes glowed like Jaxon’s, but Sloan’s were a bright blue. His long auburn hair created a natural frame for his face and made his eyes look particularly vibrant. His brow wrinkled in concentration when she pulled his hand away from his cock, and it stood up hard on its own. She could tell that he wanted to say something, but she didn’t want him to stop her.

  She felt so powerful right now, even though she was the one on her knees at his feet. She leaned forward and cupped his balls as she licked a path up his cock. The monster twitched against her tongue, and she kept her motions slow as she crested the top and licked a pearl of moisture from the tip. Sloan growled low in his throat, the sound making her insides flip-flop, and moisture soaked her panties. He gripped her hair in his fingers but didn’t try to direct her motions. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, his long hair slipping off his shoulders.

  She stroked the heavy sac between his legs with her nails as she gripped the base of his cock and slipped the head into her mouth. She sucked hard on him, and Sloan barked out a shout above her. She let him go with a pop and then licked his length again. This time as she crested the top, she sucked his length into her mouth as deep as she could manage.

  Sloan growled out a litany of swear words that would have made her laugh if she hadn’t been concentrating so hard. He got very creative, and it fueled her desire. She slid up and down his length, sucking him hard enough to hollow out her cheeks and then holding him at the back of her throat for a moment before allowing him to slowly pull out to the tip. He caressed her cheek with one hand as his other hand braced himself on her shoulder. Over and over, she moved, increasing her speed and then slowing down until her cheeks began to get sore.

  “Stop. Can’t. Not.” His hips jerked toward her face, punctuating each word. She could feel him tremble under her hand, and she knew he fought his desires, but she wanted to taste all of him. This time she sucked until her cheeks hollowed out, and when he reached the back of her throat, she swallowed around his length.

  “No, fuck, yes, Carol!” He gripped her hair and fucked her face in short jabs, careful even at this point not to go too deep. She tasted him as he erupted into her throat, and she swallowed him down.

  The sounds that Sloan made over her didn’t sound human and sent shivers running along her skin. In a flash, her back was against the cool, smooth rock. She heard the distinct sound of fabric ripping, and then he was on her. Teeth bared, he lunged at her, ripping her panties from her body before he dove into her pussy. He sucked her clit into his mouth and lashed it mercilessly with his tongue. Carol didn’t have a chance to take a breath before the first orgasm hit her with the force of a Mack Truck. She curled up and pulled on handfuls of Sloan’s hair as he continued to lash her oversensitive flesh. He pushed two fingers into her cunt and pumped in and out.

  “Oh stop! I can’t handle any more.” He pulled away, and she instantly felt the loss and wanted to beg for more. Before she could vocalize her feelings, he rose up over her and kissed her. She could taste her own tangy flavour on his lips as he ravaged her mouth. A large, blunt force pressed against her cunt, and she arched her hips, wanting to feel him. Holy shit, he was hard again already? “Yes, do it. Do it!”

  His hand gripped her hips, and he lunged into her. Her pussy stretched to accommodate his thickness, the unused muscles aching with the strain.

  “Oh fuck, you’re tight.”

  He retreated and then pressed back into her again. Each stroke became easier as her body acclimated and soaked his length.

  She didn’t have the words to say what she felt. He surrounded her and overpowered her. She loved every second as the entire world narrowed down to just the two of them. The grip on her hips would leave bruises on her pale skin, and she loved the idea of being marked by him. I want to be marked by all of them. The thought of each brother claiming her in such a primitive way thrilled her. Sloan pistoned in and out of her, driving her toward the edge. Until he froze mid stroke. His lips curled up in an expression of agony, his body trembling with the effort of being still. “Sloan, what’s wrong?”

  “Fuck. No condom.”

  “Oh, holy shit.” Carol couldn’t believe that she’d been so stupid. Not that she had to worry about diseases, because shapeshifters by nature didn’t carry any. But a pregnancy right now, when her life was in turmoil, wouldn’t be a wise choice. Knowing her luck, this would be the one-in-one-thousand chance of it happening.

  With an anguished cry, Sloan pulled himself from her. Instantly she felt the loss and arched up against his hand where it lay on her stomach. He stroked down to her mound and cupped her pussy. He scraped her clit with his thumb as he plunged two fingers into her.

  He loomed over her like a predator. He stared down at her with his unnaturally bright eyes watching her reactions to his movements. The intensity of his gaze ratcheted up the emotions she felt. She couldn’t hide anything from him like this, nor did she want to be that selfish. “Oh yes, Sloan. Yes. Yes.”

  She reached up and tangled his fingers in her hair, needing the contact to ground her. She felt like her body was a mass of electrical currents he controlled. With every firm stroke of his fingers, her nerves sparked until white-hot pleasure washed over her and engulfed her senses.

  “That’s it, baby.” Sloan’s voice cut through the haze, and she looked up at him.

  She hadn’t completely recovered from that orgasm when he slipped another finger into her. He curled them inside her and stroked her sweet spot. Another intense pleasurable ache burst deep inside her, radiating out and increasing the throbbing between her legs.

  Three fingers stretched her cunt as he bent over and sucked on her breasts, biting her nipples enough to sting and then laving away any hurt with his tongue.

  “Again,” he demanded, and her body immediately obeyed his command. Her orgasm ripped through her like a forest fire, and her scream echoed in the trees around them.

  Before she managed to recover from that one, Sloan straddled her hips and pushed her breasts together. Scissoring her nipples between his fingers he rolled and pinched
them as he thrust his cock between her breasts. Her own moisture smoothed the way, and her body immediately reacted to this new sensation. Every time, he pushed his cock up between her breasts, she would lick the tip with her tongue. She loved watching the way he reacted to what she did. His face looked flushed, and his hair stuck in tight curls along his hairline. The effort from holding back showed in the sharp angle of his face and made her body continue to hum.

  “Now, with me.” Her cries matched his as they echoed out over the water. The mixed sensations he treated her breasts with as hot jets of his cum spurted across her chest and throat took her over the edge again.

  Sloan shifted his body down hers, stretching out along her side, and lay there, panting. Once they both caught their breaths, he lifted up onto his elbow next to her. His hair partially blocked her view of his face. Reaching up, Carol tucked some damp curls behind his ear. Serious concern coloured his expression, and she feared she’d done something wrong. Sloan spoke before she had a chance to ask him what was wrong. “Oh, babe. I’m sorry. That really lacked finesse of any fucking kind.” He sounded so sincere, she almost laughed out loud.

  “Yeah, and the three times you made me come really hard sucked, too.”

  She felt his laugh dance over her neck as he inhaled against the warm skin behind her ear. The small puddle of cum started to cool in the hollow between her collarbones. This is what I get for wishing to be marked by him.

  “Are you sniffing me? Don’t do that.”

  “But you smell so good, makes me want to take a bite. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

  “My back feels a little tender, but I’m fine.” She ran her fingers through his long hair and let it fall against her shoulder. Sloan wrapped his arms around her and rolled them so she rested on his chest. The sun felt warm on her back as she lounged over him. When she did try to move, he grunted and laid his hands over her butt to keep her there. Reality threatened to bring her down from the cloud she floated on, so she pushed all those thoughts aside. For now she would pretend that she wasn’t acting like a…not thinking that. This was not a forever thing. It couldn’t be. This could only be an incredible vacation she would remember forever.