by Cara Adams
Zed handed Steve the lube and he straightened up his body and began preparing her ass. Almost immediately she was driving herself back onto his fingers and he had to be very careful not to rush. Even though that’s clearly what she wanted, her ass had to be opened properly to let a cock inside. He hoped it would be his cock, seeing he was touching her so intimately, but her cunt was just as wonderful as her ass. Any part of her at all was perfect in his mind. And thinking about her mind, he loved that she was so smart and determined. It’d been Josie’s stubbornness alone which had brought them to this point. He’d have waited forever for her to permit him to fuck her, and Zed would never have agreed to share her without the sheer force of her persistence demanding he agree.
“I want us to fuck you bareback. It’s time to acknowledge that we three are staying together. Josie, do you agree?”
“It’s about fucking time you understood we belong together, Zedekiah Vukic. For such a smart man you can be damn pigheaded obstinate at times,” said Josie.
Steve snorted. Zed said with the merest hint of a smile, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Then Steve laughed. He couldn’t help himself. He loved this woman. Nothing and no one could keep her down when she was determined to be up. Here they were in the middle of raising her arousal to extreme heights. She should have been limp with lust and beyond thinking or speaking, yet still her mouth was in feisty fast-forward mode.
“Oh, Josie, I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you, too, Josie, although the thought of keeping you gagged has its own appeal.”
“I’ve loved you both for so long it seems like forever. Which is about how long I’ve been waiting for you two to fuck me. Will you just get on with it now?”
Zed was smiling broadly and looking the happiest Steve could ever recall him being, which was interesting seeing he’d just agreed to continue sharing Josie. “Steve, sit on the bed with your back against the headboard, and, Josie, get his cock in your ass, but face outward, toward me.”
Steve shuffled into position, placing a couple of pillows behind his back. He guided Josie down on his cock, loving the way she wiggled and zigzagged her body, gradually absorbing him to the hilt into her rich heat.
Then Zed inched forward driving his cock into her cunt and folding his calves under his thighs so the three of them could be tightly joined together. Steve admired his strength and stamina. Once again Zed had uncomplainingly taken the most difficult position for himself. He was bossy and controlling, but he was also very protective and caring, and although he might complain endlessly about the size of airplane seating, he never bitched about things like this, freely giving his subs the easier path to release and enjoyment.
Soon they were fucking her in tandem, Steve watching as Zed powered up inside her, and then holding her hips down on his cock hard until he was as deep inside her ass as he could go. He’d then release her a little letting Zed make the pace for his stroke. But very soon he simply kept a firm grip on her hips, holding her tight to them both. She’d learned to clench her inner pussy and ass muscles on their cocks, and it was the most delicious feeling, yet torture at the same time. His cock was so snug inside her ass he never wanted to leave her, but every time she gripped him hard like that it was a huge effort not to let go of his control and spurt his seed into her. And this time, at last, they were fucking with no protection, so the sensations were even more intense than ever before. Her heat was hotter, her channel more slippery, her muscles more powerful and demanding than he could have imagined them being.
“We will mate when we orgasm. Steve, you must bite her shoulder at the same moment you climax. Understand?”
“Yes.” Mate? Mate! Steve had never dared to hope they’d formally mate. It was more than he’d expected that Zed was treating him as an equal partner. To be a true and accepted mate in the union was more than he’d anticipated in his wildest dreams. His one hope had been to be treated fairly. He wasn’t even a wolf.
Josie gripped his cock tighter than ever before then swiveled her hips despite his strong hold on them. In that moment her body convulsed and the waves rolled over his dick as she shook. She leaned forward and bit Zed then twisted half around toward him. He shoved his shoulder forward and felt her fangs descend into his skin. The sharp pinprick of pain, the knowledge that he was formally mated to the one woman in the whole world he’d ever loved, sent his cock pulsing his seed in her ass.
Hastily he ducked his head and sucked a patch of her delicate skin into his mouth. He hadn’t thought about how to do this, not having fangs, but he gripped a little piece of skin between his canines and bit. The moment he tasted blood he sucked her skin to soothe it, half horrified that he might have hurt her, and half euphoric that she was truly his now. And still his cock spurted within her. He’d never come so hard or so much in his life before, not even the first time they’d fucked.
She was still quivering between them, her body sagging back against his chest, and he continued to hold her, his head on her shoulder as he kissed her sweaty skin. Only then did he become aware of how very sweaty he was too, but he didn’t care. She was his, in his arms, and Zed had promised to continue to share her with him. Steve knew instinctively the wolf would always treat him equally. They were mates, permanently united into a triad.
Josie sighed and shivered. “This is what I’ve always wanted. Both of you acknowledging that as three we’re invincible. I need you both, and eventually you’ll both realize you need each other as well as me.”
“I already know we’re a damn fine team together. You’re a good man, Steve. I love you, Josie, and couldn’t be apart from you any longer,” said Zed.
“Thank you for treating me as an equal, Zed. I honor and respect you for that. Josie, I promise to love and serve you with every breath in my body.”
“Time for a shower and then we need to plan how we’re going to report to the Supreme without Gustav blocking us from sharing our news,” said Zed.
“Or planting more bugs all over us,” added Steve.
* * * *
Zed was nervous about this meeting, but he had a bubble of underlying happiness deep inside him that he couldn’t recall feeling for years and years. Maybe he should have agreed with Josie’s plan sooner, but likely without this time away together, forced to live and work as a team, he would never have realized how well their personalities meshed.
Steve had found them a three star hotel not far from where three autobahns met, which meant it’d be very easy for them to get on the nearest road then change over and over again until they’d lost any tail. Also, they were going to arrive at the meeting on foot and leave on public transportation, which should confuse any onlooker planning to plant electronic listening devices on their vehicle. And Josie was dressed in pants with her bits and pieces in her pockets, so there was no purse for Gustav to bug either.
The luggage was packed and locked in the trunk of their SUV. Hopefully if anyone did manage to tail them back to their hotel, they wouldn’t be expecting such a swift departure. Oh well, they’d gotten free of Gustav’s watchers once, likely they’d manage it again if they had to.
The meeting with the Supreme wasn’t until two, so they’d had some time to walk around the sights of Vienna, and Zed was as certain as he could be they weren’t being followed. Steve had his bug detector in his pocket, but it would still be up to the Supreme to get rid of Gustav so they could tell him their news. Not that it was probably what the Supreme wanted to hear. They’d already told their own Alpha via Skype and he’d said he’d already contacted the Supreme about Cinnabar Rudd being in Europe. At least Gustav would likely want him watched as much as the Supreme did so that should happen.
The flirtatious woman was once again on the reception desk, and there was the same young man they’d met before, standing with her. As soon as they arrived the young man said, “The Supreme is waiting for you in the conference room. I’ll—”
The woman pushed past him, and took Zed’s arm.
“I’ll escort them. You can stay and answer any calls that come in.”
The woman ignored Josie and Steve. Zed disliked her manner and the way she grabbed hold of him, but he looked over his shoulder, and they both nodded and followed him. He was very surprised when they went down in the elevator instead of up. “The conference room is below here?”
“It’s in the basement so it’s very secure,” she purred, thrusting her breasts out at him.
Zed refused to look at her. The only breasts he wanted to see were Josie’s and she was much too smart to flaunt them at strangers.
The woman stopped at a heavy wooden door, knocked, then opened it an inch. “Here you are,” she said, brushing her body over his. Quickly he moved away from her and stepped into the room. Once again he looked over his shoulder and was just in time to see the woman push Josie hard and slam the door. “What the fuck?”
He looked around the room and it was empty. It did appear to be a conference room, and the lights were on, but no one was there except them.
Steve was already trying to open the door.
“It’s locked,” Steve said.
“I gathered that. Are you all right, Josie?”
“Yes, but that bitch needs a lesson in good manners. I doubt very much if this is the correct conference room.”
“Have you got a hairpin, Josie?”
Zed watched as she put her hand up to her hair, which was all piled on top of her head, and extracted a hairpin. “You’re lucky I didn’t decide to wear it down today.”
“Are you going to pick the lock? Can you do that?” Zed didn’t dare hope that was another of Steve’s skills.
“I think so. It’s a very ordinary lock. I’ll need a credit card as well.”
Wondering if he’d stepped into an alternate universe, instead of just an annoying woman’s plot, Zed pulled the card from his wallet and handed it to Steve. He stood back and watched as Steve pushed and jiggled the hairpin, bending and reshaping it half a dozen times. Then he placed the credit card between the door and the jamb, twiddled the hairpin, pushed on the card, and the door clicked. Zed wanted to be the first one to step through it in case there was danger outside, but Steve had earned the right to lead.
Steve handed Josie the hairpin and credit card and she tucked the pin into a pocket and gave him the card to slide back into his wallet. Zed thought of something. “That very first night when Josie handcuffed us together. Could you have picked that lock as well?”
“Only if I could have convinced her to give me a hairpin.”
Silently Steve opened the door a few inches, and they left the room. Absolutely no one was anywhere around. Unerringly Steve led them to where they’d looked at the files and went to find Andre.
“Andre, we were supposed to be in a meeting in the conference room but we seem to have taken a wrong turn,” Zed heard him say.
Andre answered in a babble of Austro-Bavarian. Steve repeated a few words, then he led them back to the elevators. “Two floors up, opens right off the elevator lobby. Andre was surprised we managed to get lost.”
Zed tucked Josie under his arm. She frowned at him but didn’t move away. He couldn’t imagine the receptionist was evil. He rather thought someone had paid her to delay them and as soon as the Supreme got tired of waiting she would have come and let them out. But it was just another example of the way things here were deteriorating along with the Supreme’s health.
As they stepped in the elevator, he put his mouth against Josie’s ear and whispered, “Watch the woman’s reactions,” then he whispered to Steve, “Watch Gustav’s reactions.” He wanted to scan the room himself and see if there were any other people he needed to beware of. Unless the Supreme was alone, of course, in which case, why use the conference room? That room was almost certain to be bugged and with the Supreme’s consent.
Zed straightened his spine and marched into the room, Steve and Josie right behind him. At first glance the room was full. He estimated maybe fifty people were there. All the Supreme’s senior staff perhaps? What the hell for? He really had very little to say. He hoped the Supreme hadn’t built up huge expectations among his people because that wasn’t the news Zed had to tell them.
“Ah, Zedekiah, there you are. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Zedekiah Vukic, Steve Latham, and Josie Smith. Zed, I’ve told everyone you’ve been looking for the missing wolf pack. What did you and your mates learn?”
Mates? How the fuck had he guessed? Was it tattooed on his forehead or something? He hadn’t even told his father yet.
Zed kept his face bland and said, “We made contact with a representative from the missing pack who said the pack is keenly interested in what is happening among the wolves of Europe. In addition the representative said their pack had the utmost respect for the Supreme. In time the pack plans to become involved in wolf affairs, but that time is not yet.”
“Have you got a name? A phone number?” asked Gustav.
“They will contact you when they’re ready.”
Half a dozen other people called out questions. Zed managed to answer them without betraying anything he thought the Supreme wouldn’t wish to be known, although hiding the gender of the representative was probably a waste of time since there were so many more male werewolves than female, a male would be the logical choice. Still, it left just a tiny bit of uncertainty. Well, he hoped it did.
The Supreme coughed. The room was instantly silent.
“Many of you have been waiting to hear who my successor will be. My time here on Earth is coming to a close. Even though I’ve said many times both in public and in private, neither my son, nor my daughter, nor Gustav Weber will succeed me, I know many of you still persisted in assuming I would change my mind. I am also well aware that my instructions were not being passed on to the staff, and that certain people have been willfully withholding information and funding from you in the hopes of gaining your loyalty after they assumed leadership.”
Once again Zed had to struggle to keep a bland face. It seemed the Supreme still had a few surprises up his sleeve. Well, good for him. As long as he’d chosen a strong leader to follow him the pack could become efficient and well run. It might take a little while, but it was perfectly achievable.
The Supreme looked up at a big screen on one of the walls. “Are you there, my friend?”
“I am.” Zed heard the tiniest gasp from behind him as their own Alpha appeared on the screen. Yeah, he was as surprised as Josie had been.
“And you have appointed the team of auditors and accountants to rigorously assess this pack’s financial records?”
“I have. They’ve already begun their work.”
This time the hisses and gasps came from the assembled crowd. Zed would have loved to know which particular members of the pack that would upset. Gustav maybe? Or perhaps the son?
“Good. In that case, I’m ready to announce my successor.”
Zed tried to scan the crowd. He guessed the Supreme had wanted everyone together for the announcement, as well as his father on video-link, so no one could deny the person had been appointed. It was a good move. The Supreme was a very cunning man indeed. It was a shame his physical frailty had put an end to his ability to keep the pack under his control.
The Supreme said, “Come and stand next to me, Zed.”
Zed crossed the room and stood where he’d been told. Now what? Am I supposed to protect him if someone tries to kill him?
“Zedekiah Vukic is now the Alpha of this pack. You will all swear fealty to him.”
This time Zed couldn’t stop his jaw dropping and his eyebrows rising. What?
Before he could collect his senses Josie and Steve were kneeling at his feet. In a firm voice Josie said, “I swear fealty to Zedekiah Vukic, my Alpha and my lord.”
Steve swore his fealty in English then in German. As they rose and stood behind him, more people came forward, swearing loyalty in English, German, and what he assumed was Austro-Bavarian. He noted a few who seemed unhappy and en
graved their faces into his mind in case of trouble in the future. When the last person had spoken Zed was startled to hear his father’s voice.
“Zedekiah Vukic, Alpha of Vienna, know this. Any time you need help or advice, all the werewolf packs of North America stand behind you ready to assist you. I’m proud of you, my son. I know you will rule wisely and with integrity. With your two mates to support you, Vienna will once again rise to be the shining star of Europe.”
My two mates. Does everyone know about my sex life before I tell them myself? Yes, with the love and support of Josie and Steve, I can do this. Our love will overcome whatever happens in the future.
Zed smiled, drew in a big breath, and began to speak to his pack.
THE END
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Cara Adams adores erotic romance, especially ménage, BDSM, and shape-shifters. One day, someone said to her, “Why don’t you put them all in one book?”
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