Wild Ride [Werewolves of Forever, Texas 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  Nolan tugged his T-shirt over his head, then dropped his jeans, kicking off his boots. Declain thrust her to him. “Hold her.”

  She struggled against Nolan, not in the same way she’d fought to get free from Rick, and watched as Declain stripped his clothes. Once naked, he lowered his head and growled. “It’s time to claim my mate.”

  “Our mate,” added Nolan.

  Declain shifted, changing into his huge wolf body. He growled then snapped at her, willing her to do his bidding.

  She sensed what he wanted. “Turn me loose, Nolan. I’m not going to run. And don’t interfere no matter what he does.”

  When he did, she closed her eyes and let her inner wolf free. Unlike all the times before when she’d tried to shift and failed, her wolf rose to the surface unimpeded. She felt the change rush over her and got ready for the pain. Yet although her body ached as her bone structure broke and reformed, the pain was replaced by an energy that washed it away. She opened her eyes and fell to the ground on all fours. The first time she hadn’t managed to maintain control of her mind, hadn’t even been able to recognize Declain as her intended mate, but now she found that she could.

  Nolan backed away. “Mind if I watch? I should know what I’m in for later.”

  Declain paced around her, nipping at her legs and tail. He growled again when she didn’t get into a submissive stance. He continued around her, his bites getting bigger, more painful. When she still didn’t submit, he tilted his head in question.

  She wasn’t sure if it showed, but she tried to smile, letting him know she was teasing him. She laid her ears back and returned his growl. Then she wagged her tail.

  She’d confused him, but only for a moment. Once she’d wagged her tail, he leapt, taking her to her side. She rolled over and presented her belly to him.

  Declain’s amber eyes blazed as he sniffed between her back legs, then slid his nose up to her face. Nudging her as if to say “get ready,” he opened his mouth and drove his fangs into her neck.

  The human part of her screamed and fought to get free. But the part of her that was wolf howled in delight. At last, after living through so many lies, she’d found her mates and released her inner wolf. She lifted her head and tried to lie still as Declain’s claiming bite, so different from any other bite, sank deeper into her neck.

  He shook her, putting one paw on her belly, then turned her loose. Warm blood oozed down her neck.

  “Damn it, Declain, you hurt her.”

  Declain snarled and snapped at Nolan when he tried to get closer. She lifted her head, the pain even now lessening as her wolf body healed itself, and thumped her tail on the ground.

  Nolan paused, scowling in that way she now loved, and stepped back. “Okay, okay. I get it.”

  Declain sat back on his haunches, then ran his tongue over her neck. Then he shifted back into human form. “She’s all right, Nolan. This is how it’s done.”

  The healing power surged through her, going straight for the fang wounds in her throat. Although it had felt like Declain was sinking his teeth deep into her flesh, the wounds weren’t that bad. The blood quickly dried up, and she got to her feet.

  He’s really my mate now.

  She closed her eyes and let the transformation back to human begin. Once changed, she straightened up and shook the residual ache from her body. Her wound was already healing.

  “I’m yours, Declain.”

  “And I’m yours, Zoey.”

  Nolan cleared his throat. “I’ve always felt like the odd man out, but never more than I do right now.”

  She turned to him and planted a quick kiss on his lips. “You’ll never be the odd man out to me. You’re just as much my mate as Declain is. A piece of paper won’t make it any more real.”

  “Still, it doesn’t feel the same. You and Declain…”

  He faltered with his words, and she knew there was only one way to prove that he was her mate with the same love she had for Declain. She kneeled before him.

  “I submitted to Declain and now I’m submitting to you.” She looked up at him and found the scowl was gone. “Take me, Nolan. Make me yours.”

  Nolan started to make her get up, but Declain stopped him. “No, cuz. She’s werewolf. Show her who’s boss. You have to do it rough since you’re still human.”

  She could tell Nolan was reticent about it. “It’s okay, Nolan. Just like we did in the bedroom. Claim me.”

  Something came over him. She could see it in his eyes. He grabbed her, lifting her off the ground. She cried out, thankful that he’d understood her need for him to take her as all werewolves wanted to be taken while in their human body.

  Digging his fingers into her flesh, he rammed his cock deep inside her pussy. She cried out, not in pain, but in joy.

  “Zoey, fall back.”

  She didn’t hesitate. Letting go of Nolan, she let her body fall backward. Declain caught her under her arms. Her body stretched out between them as though she were lying on a bed of air.

  Nolan, his teeth gritted, plunged his cock into her again, bumping her toward Declain. She lifted her gaze to Declain, and if she could’ve smiled she would have. But Nolan’s quick thrusts had her panting for air.

  “You’re mine, Zoey. Do you understand that? Tell me you’re mine.”

  She reached up to grip Declain’s arm as he supported her, then squeezed her other breast. “I’m yours, Nolan.”

  “Tell me that you submit.”

  She did smile then, wanting to say the words as much as Nolan needed to hear them. “I submit. Now and forever, I submit.”

  “Give her back to me, man.”

  Declain pushed her up and back into Nolan’s arms. He clutched her behind the neck then kissed her hard, raking his tongue around in her mouth, even as he continued to shove his cock into her again. She was breathless by the time he pulled out of her.

  Turning her legs free, he let her land on the ground. His expression was intense, his eyes blazing as he turned her around to face Declain.

  “Bend over.”

  She did, welcoming his cock to her ass. Nolan pinned her arms behind her, holding her as she leaned as far over as she could.

  His cock pushed at the walls of her ass, delicious friction rising from the sensation. His hips bumped against her and his balls bounced back and forth, teasing her. If she’d had her way, she would’ve taken his cock into her mouth before he’d fucked her from behind, but this wasn’t the time for her. Submitting meant giving Nolan his due.

  Declain pushed his cock close to her face. “Suck on me, baby. And let me know you like it. Moan how good it is.”

  She took him in and almost gagged as he drove his cock to the back of her throat. When he heard the sounds she made, however, he pulled out, then bent forward to have their gazes meet.

  “Submitting doesn’t mean letting us hurt you. Not in a way that you don’t like.”

  Nolan inhaled, then pulled out. “He’s right. Damn it. Tell me if I’m hurting you or if you want me to stop.”

  She craned her neck around and gave Nolan an exasperated look. “If you don’t put your cock inside me again, I’m going to find my gun and shoot you in the balls.”

  Nolan laughed. “That’s our girl.” He positioned himself and shoved back in, moaning his pleasure. “Holy hell, is it possible for her to get even tighter than a moment ago?”

  She didn’t answer. Instead, she whipped her tongue around Declain’s cock. He sucked in a breath, then spread his feet wide. Her hair fell past her face, and she shook her head, using it to feather around his cock.

  “Nolan, give it up. I need more than her mouth.”

  Nolan grumbled a few choice words, then pulled her body straight and turned her arms free. They ached a little, but it had been so worth it. Yet she was surprised when Nolan bent over and retrieved a short piece of leather from the back pocket of his jeans.

  “What’s that?”

  “Just a hog tie.”

  “Nolan Sawyer, are
you trying to tell me that I’m as fat as a pig?”

  “Hell, no. But I am planning on keeping those deadly claws from coming out.” In a few seconds, he had her hands, palms flat against each other, and the leather strip circled around her wrists. “Come with me.”

  He led her by the strip between her hands over to a large tree. Taking the remainder of the tie, he looped it over a low-hanging branch and yanked her arms above her head. He looked around a moment, then picked up stick and tested it by bending it first one way then the other.

  “This’ll do.”

  She tugged at the bindings, not to get free, but to add to the excitement. “What are you planning on doing with that?”

  “This.” He flicked the switch against her left buttock.

  A flash of pain zipped into her and she yelped.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  She shook her head and turned to Declain. “Aren’t you getting in on the fun?”

  “Don’t mind if I do.” Declain moved in front of her and slid his hand between her legs. “Mmm. Good and juicy.” He pulled his finger out of her pussy and sucked off her sweetness.

  Another flick of the switch had her dancing. She whirled around to face Nolan. “Is that all you’re going to do?”

  Declain yanked her back toward him. “Don’t talk to your mate that way.”

  The soft smile on Nolan’s face turned her on as much as his erect cock did. She feasted on the sight of her hot men. They were all wide shoulders, lean waists, and strong limbs. Her pussy clenched with the need to feel them inside her again.

  “I’m sorry.” She put on a contrite expression. “Please, Nolan, whip me. Then claim me by fucking my ass again.”

  He flicked the switch, this time lightly along her shoulders. She jumped, then settled and turned around to present her butt to him.

  He groaned and tossed the switch away, then took her by the hips and ground her against his pelvis. His cock slid into her as though made for her body only.

  Declain took her nipple into his mouth and shoved two fingers into her pussy. She whimpered at the feeling of having both her sides filled. Nolan plunged into her again, then added the flat of his hand against her butt cheek.

  Slap!

  Ooh!

  Slap!

  Ah!

  The sounds set up a rhythm that was more musical to her than a full symphony ever could be. “Oooh, Nolan. Yeah. That’s it. I love it when you spank and fuck me at the same time.”

  Declain groaned, then lifted one of her legs. Bending lower, he shoved his cock into her pussy. If they hadn’t been holding her, she would’ve fallen.

  They took her, there in the dying sunlight. Her two men, the only men she would ever submit to, taking what was rightfully theirs.

  Talking was no longer a possibility. Instead, her thoughts disappeared into a blur of sensations whirling inside her. Her pussy and her ass became connected through their cocks, and she couldn’t tell where one man started and the other began.

  The noise of their moans and groans filled the air around them as the night fell. In the darkness, she saw Declain’s amber eyes and sought out Nolan’s green ones.

  When she finally found that she could speak again, she could only think of two words to say. “I submit.”

  Declain climaxed, his shout turning into a howl of glee. He shoved one last time into her, gripping her as hard as she did him. He tensed, then shuddered as the last of his cum shot into her. He pulled out and stumbled away.

  Her arms ached, but she wasn’t about to tell Nolan that. She loved getting tied up.

  When he stiffened behind her, she grabbed hold of the leather tie and held on. He rammed into her again, then again, before putting his forehead to her shoulder and grinding out his release.

  Her own climax hit her, taking her harder than ever before. Her body trembled as her juices wet her inner thighs. She jerked, no longer in control of her body, as it tortured through her.

  Once her release had subsided, Nolan untied her. She fell forward into Declain’s arms and he picked her up and carried her back inside the house.

  She whispered again the words that meant so much. “I submit.”

  Declain carried her up to her bedroom with Nolan following behind. Once there, he set her down. She waited, satisfied and happier than she’d ever been, as they crawled onto the bed, capturing her between them.

  “Zoey, do you know what this means?”

  She gazed into Nolan’s eyes, then into Declain’s. “Yeah. It means I’m finally home.”

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Jane Jamison has always liked “weird stuff” as her mother called it. From an early age she was fascinated with stories about werewolves, vampires, space, aliens, and whatever was hiding in her bedroom closet. (To this day, she still swears she can hear growls and moans whenever the lights are out.)

  Being born under the sign of Scorpio meant Jane was destined to be very sensual. Some would say she was (and remains) downright sexual. Then one day she put her two favorite things together on paper and found her life’s true ambition: to be an erotica paranormal romance author.

  Jane spends at least six days a week locked in her office surrounded by the characters she loves. Every day a new character will knock on the door of her imagination. Her plans include taking care of her loving husband, traveling, and writing at least twelve books a year.

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