The Happily Ever After Mating Agency Presents Snövarg Island (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Jane Wallace-Knight

  “I’m gonna ride you now,” Tyler whispered. Eric groaned and as Tyler started moving, fucking himself on Eric’s cock, the alpha wolf began thrusting up into him, making him go deep. Tyler bit his lip, drawing Eric’s gaze to his mouth. He wanted to fuck him, ravish him, fill him, and breed him. He growled low in his throat and took over. Gripping Tyler’s ass tightly, Eric rose up so that he was holding Tyler on his lap. He thrust his hips, fucking his little mate hard. Tyler became pliant in his arms, his hands locked around Eric’s thick neck, just holding on for the ride.

  “Oh my god,” Tyler moaned. He whined and gave in, letting Eric do whatever he wanted with him.

  “Mine,” Eric growled. The tight heat around his dick was driving him crazy and he brought his mouth down to suck the soft skin on Tyler’s throat. His teeth were tingling and he allowed himself the pleasure of just slightly grazing him.

  “Eric,” Finn said from beside them. “Be careful not to get too lost. You know you can’t bite him until our mating night.”

  Growling in frustration, Eric pulled his mouth away from Tyler’s throat and instead kissed him, ravishing his mouth as his hips continued to thrust up, plunging his cock deep in Tyler’s ass. The grip around his neck got tighter and Tyler started moaning continuously. He became vaguely aware of Finn moving closer to them. He broke his kiss with Tyler and turned his head enough to look at Finn. The other wolf shifter leaned in, his hand gripping the back of Eric’s head as he pulled him in for a kiss of his own. Tyler whimpered when Eric stilled his movements so that he could properly kiss Finn, but soon the bunny shifter was moving, fucking himself on Eric’s cock again. Hearing Tyler gasp, Eric broke the kiss and looked down to find that Finn’s hand was wrapped around Tyler’s dick, stroking it teasingly slow.

  “He’s ours,” Finn whispered into Eric’s ear. “Take him, breed him. Show him where he belongs.”

  While Tyler mewled at Finn’s words, Eric felt the alpha in him threaten to break free again. In one move he picked Tyler up and laid him down on the blanket. He took both of Tyler’s hands in his and held them above his head. He fucked his mate hard, throwing back his head with a roar as he came, in an effort to stop himself from giving Tyler the claiming bite.

  The two of them stayed still for a moment, just enjoying the closeness, before Tyler’s hand snaked down between them to stroke his painfully hard cock. Eric looked over at Finn and saw that he was in a similar state. Giving Tyler one last tender kiss, Eric slowly pulled out of him, loving the way it make Tyler whine.

  “Finn,” Tyler begged, spreading his legs as Eric moved off of him.

  “I won’t last long,” Finn warned as he rolled a condom on himself and took Eric’s place.

  “Me either,” Tyler assured him. The bunny shifter wrapped his arms around Finn’s neck and pulled him down for a kiss as Finn entered him. They rocked together gently for a short while, trying their hardest to draw it out.

  “You feel incredible,” Finn told him, peppering kisses all over his face and neck. Eric lay down on the blanket on his side, propping himself up on his arm to watch them. Finn was such a vast contrast to him, it was nice to watch. Finn had fucked him before, of course he had, but getting to watch Finn fuck someone else was possibly even better.

  With Tyler’s hand still stroking himself, the bunny shifter gasped and began writhing under Finn, meeting every one of his shallow thrusts. He cried out as he came, his cum splashing between their bodies.

  “Tyler,” Finn cried out, speeding up his thrusts until he, too, was coming.

  Eric watched them as they both came down from the orgasmic euphoria. They were both beautiful in different ways. He felt so fulfilled to have them both, so lucky.

  “So while thinking up this nice romantic gesture,” Tyler began, his eyes still on Finn, who had yet to pull out of him, “did you guys think to bring anything to clean ourselves off with? Or are we going to have to go back to the house like this?”

  Finn grinned down at him. He took Tyler’s hand and placed a kiss over where the ring was. “We’re going to have to go back to the house like this.”

  Tyler groaned and got up. He cleaned himself off as best he could with his boxer shorts and then with a grimace handed them over to Finn. Eric laughed and got up, going over to kiss them both. “Thank you,” he said to Finn. “You were right, tonight was a good idea.”

  “Yeah,” Tyler agreed, looking a little shy again, and unable to look them in the eye suddenly. “This was the best first date I could have hoped for. So thanks.”

  Eric put his arms around the smaller man and kissed the top of his head. “You’re welcome. We’re just glad that you’re here.”

  Tyler smiled up at him, looking a little embarrassed, but pleased, by Eric’s words. “Me, too.”

  Chapter Ten

  “War giant, on your six,” Tyler shouted down the little microphone that was attached to his headphones.

  “Thanks, man,” StarHammer95 said, known in the real world as Tyler’s online friend, Jordan.

  It had been over a week since he had gotten engaged to Eric and Finn, and it had been a pretty great week. He had confessed his love of video games to them and told them all about the friends he had made through playing them. A few days later, when the pair had to travel back to the mainland for supplies for Finn’s woodwork business, they had come back with a brand new console and a stack of his favourite games. He had spent the rest of that day thanking them, in bed, so today was the first time he had gotten around to setting it all up. He was sat cross-legged on the couch in one of Eric’s jumpers, which was far too big for him, and his underwear. The fire had been built up already when he came downstairs, so he was nice and warm. His friend Jordan had sounded so excited to talk to him again and had asked a lot of questions about where he had been. It was hard having a human friend, knowing what to tell them without giving anything away, but trying not to feel like you were lying to them at the same time.

  Playing like this with his old friends was a good way to distract himself from the fact that he was going to be mated in just two days’ time.

  “I can’t believe you guys waited for me to take on the West Galaxy Federation War Giant Platoon,” Tyler said once again. It was a big thing that would up all their star rankings if they managed to defeat them.

  “Most of us wanted to,” a guy named CantTouchThis said in his ear. “But the general wouldn’t let us.”

  “Thanks, StarHammer,” Tyler said, actually feeling touched by his friend’s loyalty.

  “No worries, SpaceHopper, we’re a team, right?” Jordan said. Tyler had gathered that Jordan was around the same age as him. It was a shame that they had never actually met. Now that Tyler was living on an island in the middle of nowhere he doubted that they ever would. Still, an online friendship was better than nothing at all.

  “So tell me more about these guys you’re living with?” Jordan asked as he fired laser torpedoes at one of the giants. “How do you go from no boyfriends to living with two of them in the space of a few weeks?”

  “Guys,” CantTouchThis shouted. “Focus. You two can gossip about your love lives after we finish this.”

  It took a solid hour of fighting and Tyler’s eyes were a little strained by the end of it, but they finally defeated the last War Giant. Tyler laid his controller down next to him and rubbed at his eyes. When he opened them again he saw that Eric was standing in the doorway looking at him with a soft smile on his face.

  “Oh, hey, StarHammer, we’ll talk on Skype later okay, I got a date,” Tyler said with a smile, his eyes locked onto Eric’s.

  He took his headset off before his friend could ask any more questions and rose from the couch, stretching himself out as he did. “Sorry, I lost track of time.”

  “It’s fine,” Eric assured him. “You have time to shower and change.”

  They had made plans the night before to meet Finn at his studio, which was pretty much a nicely furnished shack in the middle of the woods, before go
ing to get lunch in town. It was funny to think of it as a town, but that was what the pack called it. It was just a cluster of shops in a square with a children’s playground in the centre. It also had a cafe of sorts that served mostly locally grown, caught, and farmed produce. It was run by Milla’s mother, Juliet Claesson, a woman who Tyler hadn’t yet had the pleasure of meeting. According to Lisa, the fact that Mrs. Claesson hadn’t been at his welcoming party was considered a big snub. She had showed up at the house the next day with a gift basket for the alpha and a handwritten apology informing Eric that she had been suffering from a headache the night before. She didn’t mention Tyler, however, or wish them well in their mating. Lisa assured him that the older Claesson woman was no happier about their mating than Milla was. It was one of the reasons that Eric had insisted they have lunch at her cafe. It was a way to show anyone who wasn’t happy with their relationship that they didn’t care, and that they were proud to be seen together out in public. Tyler felt sure that eating in such a place could not be good for the digestion. He had also raised a concern about the woman spitting in their food if she disliked him so much. Eric had just laughed at him and assured him that if Juliet Claesson did that then he would certainly be able to smell it.

  “I won’t be long,” Tyler promised Eric as he switched off his game and the TV before darting past him and going upstairs.

  “Take your time,” Eric shouted after him. “Finn’s probably caught up in what he’s doing anyway.”

  The walk from their house to Finn’s studio only took around ten minutes usually, but Tyler suspected it took longer today as the two of them strolled slowly through the woods, hand in hand, just enjoying the scenery and each other’s company. It was nice how comfortable he felt with them now, how they were still constantly making sure he felt like he belonged.

  “So it was good catching up with your friends?” Eric asked. The snow had long since gone and wild flowers were starting to bud in the tall grass around the trail.

  “Yeah,” he answered with a smile. “It was awesome. Jordan and I have had a lot of long, late night talks over the years, you know?”

  “It must be hard being friends with a human,” Eric said as he gave Tyler’s hand a sympathetic squeeze. “Having to keep such a big part of yourself a secret.”

  “Yeah, I guess,” Tyler replied. He looked around at the beautiful forest and realized how glad he was to be there. “Sometimes I think maybe he could be a shifter, too, only neither of us will say it. I’ve thought about dropping hints to see if he’ll say something, but I know that it’s too risky.”

  Eric nodded and gave him a slightly concerned look. “It’s the council’s most absolute law, that we never tell the humans about us.”

  “I know,” Tyler assured him. “I just wonder about it, you know. I mean we’re really not so different. Most shifters stay away from humans so they don’t really know them. Surely a shifter has fallen in love with a human before, right? And then what, they can’t be together because of this ancient law that was made by a bunch of people who are all long dead? It’s not like we haven’t changed our laws before, so who knows, right? It could happen again.”

  “I suppose,” Eric agreed. “But it wouldn’t be without serious risks.”

  “I know,” Tyler said, his voice sounding dejected. “It’s nice to think that one day we’ll all be the same though.”

  They continued their walk in silence until they arrived at Finn’s studio. The big wooden box had large windows on all four sides, showing the forest scenes all around.

  Eric rapped his knuckles on the door before opening it and letting them both in. Finn was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a white vest that was no longer clean. His big, golden-tanned arms looked amazing in that vest, as did the small peek of his smooth chest. Tyler had to quickly remind himself that they were going out for lunch and that sex would have to wait. Finn also had a pair of goggles pushed back like a headband, and as they walked in he smiled at them brilliantly before taking them off. He was standing in front of a large lump of wood that hadn’t yet started to take much shape. There were various tools lying around, but it was clear from the goggles and the wood shavings all over the floor that Finn had been using the chainsaw.

  “Hey, just let me wash up,” Finn said as he grabbed the hem of his vest before pulling it up and over his head.

  “Oh that’s just not fair,” Tyler whined. “Here I am trying to be good and you go and do that.”

  Both Finn and Eric gave him matching looks of amusement. When Finn walked into the tiny cubicle that was a bathroom to get cleaned up, Tyler walked around the studio, looking at all the various machines and equipment. He knew some of what Finn did there and he had already been given the entire island tour, but he still couldn’t figure out how Finn was able to make the art that he did. That was what it was, too, art. Sometimes he built furniture and sometimes he built sculptures or figurines but they were all beautiful and unique in their own way.

  He was slowly getting to know the people on the island. He and Lisa were becoming fast friends. The three of them had gladly handed over all the reins to the mating ceremony to Lisa. Tyler couldn’t deny how much he hated the thought of standing up in front of all those people, and he didn’t care about the ceremony itself, just so long as he ended up mated to Finn and Eric. Lisa had squealed excitedly when they asked her to plan it, which had made all three of them feel nervous about just what she had in mind.

  Inga and Katja had already taken root in his heart. He adored both girls. Inga was so full of life and always ready with a smile and a hug. The kid was a bundle of adorable energy. Katja was a little more reserved and harder to get to know but she was smart and had a sharp tongue. Anyone that could outsnark Tyler was born to be his best friend as far as he was concerned. He liked having Elsa there, too. The old woman was warm, with an inner strength that made him wish he had been blessed with a grandma like her. They were all one big, happy family and Tyler was gradually finding that he had a place in it. It was a nice feeling, belonging somewhere, and one that he hadn’t even known how much he wanted.

  As he stared at the lump of wood while they waited for Finn, he felt Eric press up against him and his large arm wrap around him from behind. Eric pulled him back against his body and bent his head to place an affectionate kiss on the side of his neck.

  Tyler knew he was smiling like a dope when he turned in Eric’s embrace and looked up at him, but he didn’t care.

  “Don’t start something you can’t finish, big guy,” Tyler warned. Eric chuckled and leaned in for another kiss, this time on Tyler’s lips. Tyler sighed into the kiss and let himself lean in, letting Eric’s bigger frame support him. He had lost count of the number of kisses they had all shared over the last week and a half, but each one was just as good as the first.

  “We’re not going to lunch, are we?” Finn asked with mock dejection as he came back out of the bathroom. Eric and Tyler broke apart with matching sheepish grins.

  “No, we are,” Eric insisted. “We’ve already canceled lunch plans twice already this week because we got caught up having sex. This is getting ridiculous. The pack is starting to think we’re keeping Tyler chained to our bed.”

  Tyler snorted and Finn waggled his eyebrows.

  “Now that’s my idea of good lunch plans,” Finn said as he stalked toward Tyler. He had changed into a button-down shirt but the scent of sawdust still clung to him. For some reason it was incredibly sexy to Tyler.

  “No,” Eric said, putting out his arm and forcibly stopping Finn from reaching Tyler. “Behave.”

  Tyler smirked and bit his lip to keep himself from laughing at the pout that Finn was giving Eric.

  “But I wanna play with the bunny,” Finn said petulantly, his eyes burning as they looked at Tyler.

  Eric rolled his eyes and gave Finn a gentle shove. He quickly grabbed Tyler’s hand again and pulled him outside while he still stood a chance.

  Chapter Eleven

  The
cafe wasn’t what Tyler had been expecting for the only eatery on the island besides the bakery. He had been expecting something small and simple, but this cafe was quite big and bustling with activity. The facade was white with a cute little outside area with tables and chairs. Once inside, Tyler sensed a theme with all the stark whiteness. It was certainly clean looking and bright and airy. There were around twenty or so people already inside either eating or waiting for coffee. Behind the seating area was a glass counter filled with cakes and pastries and Tyler found himself seriously considering just ordering dessert. There was a big chunk of chocolate coffee cake with mocha frosting that had his name on it.

  “Good afternoon, alpha,” a young man greeted Eric as he handed him three menus. “Finn. Tyler,” he added, nodding to them both. Tyler quickly realized that he had already met the man at the party the night he got there. His name was Martin and he had short reddish-blond hair and an even redder beard that he kept well trimmed. He seemed pleasant enough, if not a little shy and awkward. Sitting at the counter with a friend was Milla, each of them nursing a cup of coffee. As Martin talked to them he kept glancing over at Milla. The poor guy obviously had a crush. Tyler felt sorry for him.

  “Table for three. Thank you, Martin,” Eric said. He clasped the man on the shoulder and gave him a smile. It was still kind of awesome for Tyler to see how people reacted when they got attention from their alpha. The beaming smiles and looks of adoration that quickly followed showed just how loved Eric was to his pack.

  Martin showed them over to a table in the corner and several people greeted them as they walked past the occupied tables. Milla and her friend, however, turned away from them, keeping their backs to the rest of the room.

  There was a woman at the table next to them who had a very young baby in her arms. She was with an older woman who looked like her mother and they were both too busy staring at the beautiful bundle to have noticed that the alpha had walked in.