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

by Corinne Davies

  “Hey there, beautiful lady,” he whispered against her forehead. “Close your eyes again. The lights are on in the hallway. I don’t want them to hurt your eyes.”

  “Where’d Kaden go?” Her voice sounded a tad strained, and he wondered how many times Kaden had made her scream.

  “I’m right here.” Sloan paused as Kaden stepped closer and caressed her cheek. “It’s late, and Sloan and I want to get you settled between us.”

  Carol sighed, rubbed her cheek against Sloan’s chest, and yawned. He hadn’t expected her to be so accepting of this idea. In fact, after getting Kaden’s text that he was bringing her home, he’d expected to have to help convince her as soon as she got home. Having her curled up in his arms smelling all warm and sleepy made him never want to let her go.

  “Wait a sec…” Her brow wrinkled as she squinted through her lashes. “This isn’t my place. I thought Kaden said he was taking me home.”

  The lights flicked off around them as Sloan headed through the living room to the master bedroom. As more lights turned off, Carol’s eyes opened more. “He did take you home—to our home. Stop worrying.”

  He could almost see her thought process start to speed up. They might have caught her sleepy and agreeable, but she was quickly rebuilding her stubborn side. Kaden stripped off his clothes and crawled between the sheets. Sloan placed Carol on the edge of the bed and pulled her shirt over her head. She blinked up at him and shook her head. “Oh, fine. I’m too tired to argue with you about this.”

  Sloan thought his decision not to comment on her losing the argument was a good choice. Instead, he and Kaden divested her of every stitch of clothing. She lay down and immediately curled up against his brother’s chest. He knew that Jaxon would be thrilled to find her here when he made it home, and then they could all work on convincing her to stay.

  * * * *

  Carol was in the middle of an incredible dream. She lay in a puddle of sunshine on a large ship, basking in the warmth that seemed to be all around her as she watched Jaxon and Sloan fight off marauding pirates. Jaxon fought with measured strokes, sharp and precise. Sloan jumped around wildly and swung his weapon in wide arcs. A large black wolf blocked her sunshine, growling at the creatures who threatened them. That must be Kaden. She wished he would stay human for her, but he always hid behind his wolf with her.

  Shouldn’t I be more worried about this?

  But she wasn’t concerned in the slightest, trusting that they would keep her safe. Playful tingles danced over her skin, and she looked down to see a dozen dragonflies fluttering around her. They felt like warm kisses when they landed against her skin. She stretched out, much like TC liked to do when looking for attention.

  A soft chuckle echoed around her, and she felt the ship dip behind her as if she were on a bed. Or was she? A kitten brushed against her ankle, and as it moved up closer to her, it grew into a massive tiger who stood over her. Sultry warmth rolled over her, and she arched her back with the feeling. Hands stroked her arms and cupped her breasts while her pussy tingled with excitement. She'd had this dream before, but it always ended just before she reached the pinnacle. “Don't stop,” she mumbled to herself.

  “You don’t have to worry about that, baby.”

  Reality tugged her to the surface, and she slowly opened her eyes, meeting Sloan’s bright blue gaze. “Watch where you’re swinging that sword.”

  Amusement shone in his eyes before he glanced away from her. She followed his gaze and noticed Jaxon sitting beside her, grinning. She blinked as she tried to clear her confused thoughts. Was she still dreaming? She rubbed her eyes and speared her fingers through Jaxon’s short hair. He sucked on one of her nipples, giving her sharp little bites that didn't hurt but did increase her sensitivity. Sloan cupped a hand over her other breast while he lay propped up on her other side.

  Her pussy throbbed, and she glanced down, meeting Kaden's eyes over her mons. She tried to shift out from under him, but he growled and wrapped his arms around her hips.

  “Don't think of going anywhere, sweetheart.” Jaxon kissed her neck under her ear. “I don’t think he has any plans to let you go.”

  “Are you certain I'm not dreaming? Because, I didn't expect this to ever happen outside of a dream. I mean…”

  Sloan cut off her words by mating her mouth, stealing her breath and her thoughts. “We don’t want you to think right now, baby. We want you to lay there and feel. Feel what it's like to be the center of our universe.”

  In short, it felt remarkable. Kaden swirled his tongue over her clit and then flicked at her entrance. Her body throbbed, and she arched up again under their ministrations. She was still sore from her time with Kaden earlier, but it had no chance of overtaking the concentrated force of the three of them touching her.

  Breaking the kiss with Sloan, she turned her head toward Jaxon, tugging his hair. He moved in and claimed her mouth, his tongue sweeping in and caressing hers in a move that tasted like possession. A low growl vibrated along her clit and sent her spiraling over the edge and into an abyss of pleasure. Her breathing didn’t have a chance to calm down before she felt them shift positions, and a thick, blunt cock pressed against the entrance to her cunt.

  “You feel so good, baby.” Sloan’s large hands cupped her hips, tilting her pelvis up. She wrapped her legs around Sloan’s hips and dug her heels into his ass as he pounded into her. Jaxon and Kaden lay stretched out on either side of her, stroking her skin and playing with her breasts and pussy as Sloan fucked her.

  Kaden leaned down and kissed the corner of her mouth, flicking his tongue out to taste her lips. She curled a hand up around his neck and tugged at him. Opening her mouth, she welcomed his gentle assault. She could taste her own tangy flavour on his lips, and she liked that she had branded him, even temporarily, as hers.

  Kaden released her lips, and Jaxon boldly took possession again. He nibbled and licked her lips. He must be able to taste her flavour as well because he kissed her as if she were water to a thirsty man. Kaden moved down and played with her, tugging and sucking on her sensitive nipples.

  After her time with Sloan and now this, she was convinced that there was a bundle of nerves that directly connected her breasts with her pussy. The pressure built up again in her, and she arched up into their combined touch.

  She gasped for air when Jaxon finally broke their kiss. Panting, she tried to get a hold of herself but couldn’t manage it. Someone’s fingers rubbed small circles over her clit, and she didn’t have a clue which one of them it might be.

  “Don’t fight it, sweetheart.” Jaxon’s voice sounded deeper than usual as he whispered the soft words into her ear. A sure sign he was struggling for control. “Sloan is fucking you good and hard, and I want you to come all over him. Can you feel Kaden’s greedy fingers on your clit? I want you to come all over them, too. Because once they are done, it’s my turn, and I’m going to flip you over and have my way with you.”

  She could feel the trembling in Sloan’s hips echoed in her own limbs. The tension inside her stretched taut and hung there waiting…until Kaden stopped circling her clit and pinched it between two fingers. Her orgasm roared over her, leaving her in a crumbled heap. She didn’t think that she had an ounce of energy left in her body.

  Until she felt Jaxon’s hands roaming over her hips and remembered what he whispered in her ear. He encouraged her to get up onto her hands and knees, backing her up to the edge of the bed. He stood and slipped his cock inside her. From this angle, he felt so much deeper, and her body came alive again. A tension built around her but spun out wildly. She didn’t understand what this feeling was but wanted more of it.

  Sloan flopped out along the bed, completely spent by the looks of it. A large cock, with a deeply flushed head, blocked her vision of Sloan. Looking up, she met Kaden’s gaze. There was still an uncertainty there she didn’t understand, but she wanted him to know she cared about him, too. Flicking out her tongue, she trailed it along his length and smiled when
his head dropped back in pleasure. His fingers curled over her shoulder in a caress.

  “Oh, fuck, yeah. Suck me, please, my sweet.”

  His name for her reminded her of their time in the back of his truck and his own fetishes. She gripped the base of his cock to stop him from driving his cock in too deep right away. Kaden wasn’t as thick as his brothers were, but he was the longest. She sucked hard enough to hollow out her cheeks and took him to the back of her throat.

  A garbled moan echoed above her, and she felt his fingers gently stroke her jaw.

  Hands gripped her ass as Jaxon jabbed her with shallow strokes. “Fuck, Carol. You’re killing me. Take him all because I want to fuck you hard.”

  Feeling empowered and knowing that she was driving both men mad, she allowed Kaden to slip almost entirely from her lips and then slurped him back into her mouth, swallowing when he reached the back of her throat. Jaxon drove his entire length into her at the same moment, and that set the rhythm.

  As he and Kaden shuttled in and out of her, she flicked her tongue over Kaden’s cock while tightening her pussy around Jaxon’s cock. She glanced over to her side and saw that Sloan held his cock in his hand, stroking himself in time to his brothers’ movements.

  She couldn’t believe it when a familiar tightening started in her womb, as another orgasm worked its way to the surface. Bracing herself with one hand, she let go of the base of Kaden’s cock and slid her fingers down to cup his testicles with her hand, rolling the orbs in her palm. Using a couple fingers, she rubbed the sensitive stretch of his perineum. An inhuman howl spilled from his mouth, letting her know she’d managed to send him over the edge. His cock throbbed against her tongue as he flooded her mouth with his cum. She quickly swallowed every bit and licked him clean.

  Kaden slipped in beneath her and wrapped his arms around her as he slowly moved back and brought her down with him. Dropping her shoulders so low forced her to stick her ass high in the air, changing the angle of Jaxon’s cock against her walls. He gripped her hips, and she felt his cock slide against an incredibly sensitive area deep inside her.

  “You got her, brother.” She shuddered in Kaden’s arms as he spoke to Jaxon. “Right there, keep going.”

  An incredible force stronger than before rose up inside her, and she cried out with every stroke of his cock. Kaden whispered encouraging words into her ear and told her next time he would fuck her ass in this position.

  She strained in Kaden’s arms as her body exploded in pleasure. Jaxon stiffened, and she felt him pulse inside her, and she heard Sloan give in to his own body’s desires, drawing out her own orgasm for an endless time. She collapsed against Kaden, worn out and exhausted.

  Thankfully, she felt hands gently clean her up and slip her beneath the sheets because she didn’t have the energy to even open her eyes. Her body hummed and vibrated despite her exhaustion. Whispered words she didn’t quite understand floated above her, and then she felt the unmistakable feel of three kisses. She was surrounded by warm bodies before oblivion demanded her.

  * * * *

  The full moon lit up the bedroom enough that even without his superior night vision Jaxon would have seen Kaden sliding out the bedroom door. Sloan said earlier that he still had too much energy left, had to be the full moon’s effect on him, so he wanted to let his tiger loose for a bit.

  Carol lay beside him, curled up around a large pillow. Her face buried in the blankets tucked around her. He slid out from between the sheets and pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt from the floor where he’d dropped them earlier.

  A quick peek into Sloan’s bedroom proved that his youngest brother wasn’t home from the woods. He caught Kaden pacing the length of the kitchen. He remembered doing the same thing the first time Kaden and Sloan stayed out all night. He knew they would be fine, but there was still the crazy worry that something might have happened.

  “Kaden, are you all right? I’m sure Sloan is fine if that is what you’re worried about.”

  “Jax, man, I don’t know if I can do this.” Kaden opened the kitchen door and headed out to the porch, and Jaxon followed him out.

  “Do what?”

  “Have a human mate, and what is she going to do when we start fighting again? She’s going to end up getting hurt.”

  “Kaden, Carol is what is stopping us from fighting. Without her, we would be forced to live separately or end up going feral on each other.”

  “I haven’t stopped fighting this animalistic need to claim her, and I refuse to allow it to control my choices. Carol isn’t the type of woman I wanted as a mate. I don’t even know if I ever want one.”

  Kaden paced the length of the porch and then headed out into the yard, pausing to slam a fist against a nearby tree. “I can’t stop that voice in my head that reminds me constantly that she’s human. That she could get any one of us killed if something dangerous happened. The only thing worse than losing her would be if anything were to happen to either of you.”

  “I don’t see what the problem is.” Jaxon flexed his fists as he spoke. His inner wolf flexed its claws, voicing the need for some freedom. Sloan had gone out for a run earlier and was due back any time. The moon hung full and heavy in the sky above them. The lunar phase didn’t mean that they had to shift, but it was an ingrained tradition that caused a bit of extra aggression.

  Jaxon speared his fingers through his hair and paced back and forth. “You’re so caught up in your own thoughts, Kaden. Do you honestly think that any of us can give her up? She’s our mate.”

  “I know, and I agree, but, Jaxon, if anything was to happen to her...”

  “We aren’t psychic, Kaden. We don’t know what will happen to us tomorrow, or the day after. I want to live every moment with Carol as if it were our last. I want her life filled with all the love and security we can give her.”

  “So do I.”

  The deep fear of anything happening to her was based on an emotion that frightened him to the core.

  “Is it too soon to be in love with her?”

  Jaxon slapped him on the back and gave him a reassuring hug. “If it is, then you’re not alone. I know Sloan feels the same way.”

  “Sloan fell in love with her the moment he laid eyes on her exquisite tits.”

  He shared a smile with his brother and felt the last of his heartache drop away. They would be fine, and now they had an incredible mate who would lean on them as they leaned on her.

  “Come on, let’s go for a run.” Jaxon pulled off his shirt and tossed it on the ground behind him. “Sloan will be back any moment. She’ll never know we were gone.”

  The idea of a run under the full moon did sound perfect. When they came back, their mate would be there to celebrate the new start to their lives.

  Chapter Sixteen

  “Kaden, Carol is what is stopping us from fighting. Without her, we would be forced to live separately or end up going feral on each other.”

  “I haven’t stopped fighting this animalistic need to claim her, and I refuse to allow it to control my choices. Carol isn’t the type of woman I wanted as a mate. I don’t even know if I ever want one.”

  Kaden and Jaxon moved off the porch and across the lawn. Carol physically flinched when she saw Kaden’s violent explosion as he punched the tree. She tried to inhale but only managed a soft gasp.

  They don’t want me here? No, Jaxon wanted her here, but that was because she was some kind of brotherly antidepressant.

  How did she manage to get her signals so incredibly crossed? Her pained thoughts were like a bucket of ice water over the remnants of pleasure that warmed her when she woke up. Kaden getting up woke her slightly, but Jaxon leaving the bed was what pulled her fully to the surface. This was the second time she’d woken up to voices, but unlike before, there was no chance of her misunderstanding.

  Did they know the window was open? They moved far enough away that she couldn’t hear their conversation anymore. Perhaps they wanted her to leave but didn’t want to ma
ke a scene?

  She should have known better. She glanced back out the window in time to see two wolves bound into the woods. With trembling hands, she gathered up what she could find of her clothes and put them on. She searched the house, but Sloan was gone, too.

  She wasn’t going to stick around and see if he felt the same way as his older brothers. She did have some pride. Her purse sat on the floor by the front door, and if that wasn’t a direct hint, she didn’t know what was.

  Lifting a set of keys off the hook by the door, she walked out into the night. Anger started burning under the pain and embarrassment that boiled on the surface. If they wanted her gone, one of them should have manned up and driven her home. Since they all ran into the forest to hide, they could come into town to retrieve the truck.

  It started on the first try and purred like a well-kept machine. She knew it wouldn’t take long for the truth to come out. Ecstasy Lake was a small town after all. Perhaps she should head back to Guelph. They wouldn’t be able to find her there, not that she expected them to come looking for her. She would drop the truck off at the clinic, pick up TC, and then drive home in her car.

  * * * *

  The next morning found Carol leaning against the boardwalk railing, looking out over Ecstasy Lake. A mist caressed the watery surface, creating a magical image. The sun kissed the very tips of the trees above her, making the tops glow. The air was cool, but she could already feel the humidity rising with the sun. It would be another scorcher today, which made it hard to believe that four months from now the lake might be frozen enough to walk on.

  Maybe she would drive up here for a visit in the winter and watch the annual hockey game they played out on the ice. Oh, who am I kidding? I can never come back here again. Seeing them every day, knowing that they didn’t want her, would rip her heart out over and over. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to leave. Since when did I become such a masochist?