A Lynx in Their Den [Shifting Desires 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  “W–what are you doing?” she finally managed to rasp out. Her throat was dry and scratchy.

  “Obviously we aren’t doing it right if you can’t tell, kitten,” Creed said in a low rumble.

  Before she could answer him, he’d buried his face in her pussy, running his tongue through her slit and rubbing the bridge of his nose against her clit. Immediately heat poured through her body in reaction.

  “Oh,” she moaned.

  “I think you got her attention that time, Creed,” Shayne chuckled.

  Serenity groaned when the bear between her legs thrust his tongue deep into her cunt while continuing to rub her clit at the same time. She was going to come fast and hard if he kept that up. The sensations were stronger than she’d ever felt them before. Her pussy felt sodden as Creed fucked her with his tongue.

  Shayne gave each nipple a sharp nip before dragging his tongue across them in a soothing stroke. Then he licked and kissed his way up her chest to her neck. She easily turned her head to give him better access, unbelieving her cat was allowing her to do so. In fact, the feline was purring from all of the attention. Serenity wasn’t about to ask the cat to explain herself and risk losing her cooperation.

  The feel of Shayne’s teeth grazing across her neck sent a wave of shivers across her skin. He let the sharp points rake a line from her shoulder up her neck to her earlobe where he nipped it as well. Heat burned just below her skin like an electric blanket turned to low. When Shayne bit and licked across her jaw and up to the corner of her mouth, she didn’t even try to muffle her whimpers. She needed them, wanted them to fuck her so badly it hurt. Serenity had no doubt she would be begging soon if they didn’t act as if they were going to get in any hurry. She was in a hurry to douse the flames beginning to lick at her insides.

  Oh, hell! Was that her making those raspy purring sounds?

  I’m turning into a damn sex kitten or something.

  Serenity nearly gasped when she started pumping her hips up into Creed’s face, begging him to fuck her already. She wasn’t like this. What was going on?

  “Please, Creed. I need you inside of me,” she whined.

  Where was her cat now? The bitch would never allow her to beg that way.

  But there she was, purring just below the surface as her human half lost all pride. Creed growled between her legs, the vibrations stimulating her clit so that she nearly climaxed right then.

  “Fuck, you’re hot, honey. I can’t wait to bury my dick inside of you,” he snarled, climbing up her body as Shayne moved out of the way.

  “She’s so beautiful with how her skin is shinny with sweat,” Shayne said running his tongue across her shoulder before moving farther back.

  When she opened her eyes to stare up into Creed’s she felt as if she were staring through a smoky room. His features were slightly hazy as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and positioned the head of his cock at her slit. He rubbed the crown up and down, gathering her juices with each stroke. Then without warning, Creed slid inside of her with one thrust, stretching her vaginal walls to bursting.

  “Yessss!” she hissed out as the slight burning turned into something much better.

  Creed cursed as he held himself still inside of her. “So good. So tight and hot.”

  He pulled nearly all the way out before burying himself inside of her once again. The friction he created had her so close to coming that the need was killing her. He continued the slow pull out only to fill her once again in a long hard thrust before starting all over again.

  “Oh, God, Creed. Fuck me! Harder!” she screamed out.

  Serenity thrashed her head back and forth, expecting to explode at any second, but as if knowing she was on the verge of exploding, Creed would slow down and build it right back up again. She cursed him as she gripped the bed sheets with her fingers, barely able to keep from releasing her claws and shredding them. Instead, she dug her fingers into the backs of her thighs as the big bear above her had her nearly bent double while fucking her in that devastatingly slow pace.

  It had to stop. She’d go crazy if he didn’t let her climax soon. Serenity clamped down on his cock with every muscle and fiber of her lower body. Her cunt squeezed his dick in a viselike grip, in an attempt to drive him as insane with the need to come as she was.

  “Fuck, Serenity! You’re strangling my cock!” he snarled.

  A heated slap to the back of one thigh drew a growl from her. She jerked her head in that direction to find a grinning Shayne fisting his cock with one hand while lifting the other to deliver another pop to her thigh. This one landed a little lower to sting the spot where her thigh met her ass cheek. She couldn’t believe how it made her pussy gush around Creed’s thick shaft buried inside her pussy.

  Serenity couldn’t take her eyes off of how roughly Shayne was pulling on his cock. He held it so tight in his fist that it had turned an angry red at the crown. He jerked on it slightly faster than Creed was hammering into her. With her ass in the air as the bear bent her legs almost until they nearly rested on her shoulders, she had no leverage to try and meet his thrusts. The inability to move was beginning to drive her insane. She needed him to pound into her harder and faster.

  “Fuck me!” she finally screamed.

  Creed gave a wheezy chuckle and released one of her legs. She quickly used it to help power her hips upward toward him. He used the extra maneuvering room to increase the pace of his thrusts and powered into her harder and faster. The frequency of Shayne’s swats to her ass increased as well until her body felt like one giant nerve ending about to implode. Her orgasm struck like a viper, taking her by surprise despite how hard she’d been striving for it. She screamed in pleasure just as Shayne pinched her nipple and shot his seed all over her breasts. The heated ribbons of cum coated her skin.

  Serenity didn’t remember moving, nor did she think about what she was doing, but the next thing she knew, she’d bitten into Creed’s chest just like she had Shayne’s the afternoon before. His blood coated her tongue as she lapped at it before slowly releasing him and falling back to the bed. She smiled at the sight of her mark smeared with blood. When her eyes met his slightly glassy stare, she saw satisfaction there and sighed in relief.

  “Mine,” she purred and promptly fell asleep again.

  * * * *

  “Holy hell. That was intense,” Shayne muttered as he collapsed back across the bed.

  “You’re telling me. I think I turned my balls inside out coming like I did,” Creed grumbled good-naturedly.

  “I can’t believe how hot she is when she gets that way. My cock is already getting hard again.” Shayne smiled up at the ceiling just thinking about burying his dick inside of her.

  “Well you’re going to have to wait and give her some recovery time. She’s snoring like a little puppy dog over here.”

  “She’ll cut your balls off if she hears you comparing her to a dog,” Shayne warned with a laugh.

  “Yeah. I know.” Creed was silent for a few seconds and all that could be heard was their heavy breathing. “Have you noticed how she’s gotten more and more demanding during sex each time we’ve been with her?”

  “Yeah. I figured she’s finally growing used to us,” he said.

  “Yeah. Maybe.”

  Shayne frowned at the question in his brother’s voice. What did he mean by maybe, he wondered. Did Creed think there was something going on? He was almost afraid to ask. Then another thought hit him. She’d just woken up from sleeping for nearly nine hours straight and she was already sound asleep again. The sex had been hot, but it wasn’t enough to knock her out.

  “Why is she asleep again?” he asked without moving.

  “We wore her out, I guess,” Creed said, his voice sounding sleepy as well.

  Shayne decided it was just that he hadn’t really been all that active to be as worn out as Creed and Serenity were. He was making a big deal in his head out of nothing. He should feel relief that she’d marked his brother so Creed’s bear
wouldn’t feel slighted anymore. They needed to remain as calm as possible until they could figure out how to claim her without angering her cat.

  He heard the tell-tale sounds of the others getting up above them. Glancing over at the clock, he realized it was well after seven in the morning. Since their cell phones hadn’t gone off during the night, he could assume that everyone was fine and accounted for upstairs. He needed to get up and shower. They had a lot to get done on the bathroom and he wanted to find out if the hunters were still hanging around Serenity’s house or not. That was another problem they needed to solve and fast. She couldn’t remain hidden for the rest of her life.

  “What are you thinking so hard about over there? I can hear the wheels turning all the way up here,” Creed asked in a husky voice.

  “Just thinking about the Rouge Hunters and wondering how we’re going to get them off her trail. Normally they don’t bother shifters who aren’t causing a problem unless they’ve broken a law somewhere else. It stinks to me,” he said.

  “Yeah. I think you’re right. These guys are almost fanatical and seem intent on locating her since they haven’t given up yet. I’m going to call our friend in Shifter Rights to see what he can find out for us.”

  “Good idea. I hope he can help with this. I don’t like having them so close to her.”

  Shayne slowly sat up. He could smell their combined scent along with the obvious smell of sex. His hardening cock protested when he slowly threw his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. As much as he would like nothing better than to crawl over on top of his mate, she needed rest and he needed to get busy.

  “Whose turn is it to fix breakfast?” Creed asked.

  Shayne frowned and tried to bring up the schedule in his fuzzy head. “Um, I think it’s Bane’s turn.”

  “Tell him to make a little more than normal. I think Serenity is going to be starved when she gets up. She missed dinner last night, and I can hear her belly growling already,” his brother said with a soft chuckle.

  “Got it. I’ll tell him. Better wake her up soon or she’ll just end up stiff from being in bed for so long.” Shayne padded across the short distance to the bathroom and closed the door before flipping on the light.

  When he turned around from turning on the shower he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He noted that the bite mark on his chest appeared almost fresh, minus any active bleeding. He frowned. She hadn’t bitten him again. He would have noticed that. It had damn near made him explode from the balls up when she’d done it the first time. He wouldn’t have missed a second bite. So why did it look so fresh? They normally healed twice as fast as pure humans did.

  Shayne shrugged and pulled out a towel and washcloth before stepping into the invigorating heat of the shower, wincing when it hit the bite. It was tender as if it had just happened, too. He would need to ask Creed about his to see what his brother’s looked and felt like.

  After cleaning up and drying off, Shayne slipped back into the bedroom to dress. Both his brother and their mate continued to sleep as if worn out. Well, they had been the ones doing all the work. Still, it bothered him. He placed Creed’s cell phone on the bedside table closest to where he slept and made sure the ringer was all the way up. He’d call him in a few minutes to wake him up.

  When Shayne entered the kitchen five minutes later, everyone except Quill was lounging, leaning, or sitting around the room talking. He nodded to them before grabbing a mug from the cabinet and pouring a cup of coffee.

  “Everything okay?” he asked.

  “Yeah. We all went to a steakhouse in town then stopped at that bar on the edge of town we’d talked about when we first rode in that night. It’s pretty nice,” Seth said.

  “Where’s Quill?” Shayne asked.

  “He’s doing a perimeter check,” Locke told him. “He lost the draw.”

  Everyone chuckled. No one liked doing the first check of the morning because it meant missing that first cup of coffee since you didn’t want to smell of food or coffee when you were trying to be stealthy.

  “Is everything okay with you and Creed?” Locke asked in a carefully neutral tone.

  “Creed’s anger filled the house yesterday. Breathing became difficult,” Otto pointed out.

  “Everything’s fine. Two males don’t normally share a mate anymore so there are going to be some things to work out, but we’re fine,” he told the other man.

  “Why is it happening now?” Eason asked. “I mean it’s been hundreds of years without shared mates. What is happening now or what is going to happen?”

  Shayne sighed. “Papa Bear only said it was a necessity to ensure our race continued. With the world knowing of our existence now and many not happy about it, he thought that it was nature’s way of providing for our mate and future cub’s safety if there were two males to keep them safe. One to hunt or work and one to watch.”

  “So does that mean that all bears will share a mate now?” Zeth asked.

  “We don’t know. He didn’t exactly spell anything out to us, but Creed believes it’s the beginning of the return to older ways again.” Shayne looked at the others watching him.

  “We were better off when no one knew of our existence. At least then the hunters couldn’t go after us in public or in our human forms,” Bane said with a look of disgust.

  “I won’t argue with you about that, but with so many advances in technology and forensics, it was becoming impossible to keep our existence a secret,” he told them.

  “What are we going to do about the Rogue Hunters?” Zeth asked. “They are going to figure out that we are keeping her here soon enough.”

  “Creed is calling a friend to find out why they are after her. They must have a reason to actually stake out her place. This isn’t just a random group wanting to take out all shifters,” Shayne pointed out.

  “I didn’t think so either,” Warren agreed.

  “Creed and Serenity will be up soon. Make sure you fix extra this morning, Bane. Serenity didn’t get dinner last night.”

  The others all snickered, but Shayne ignored their good-natured teasing and walked toward the office. He wanted to check something that had been bothering him ever since their mate had told them about why she was living alone away from her den.

  He sat behind Creed’s desk and turned on the computer. The sight of her work space next to his brother’s pleased him. He liked seeing something of hers among their things. He wanted more of her things there. Shaking his head, Shayne waited impatiently as the computer booted up and ran through the security program his brother had installed. As soon as he could, Shayne logged onto the Internet to do some searching.

  He was still reading and pulling information together when Bane stuck his head in the door an hour later.

  “Breakfast is ready. Creed and your mate have not come upstairs yet. Should I go down and knock on the door?”

  Shayne checked the time on the computer and frowned. Creed wasn’t one to lounge in bed like this. Of course if his mate was beside him, Shayne would be tempted to do the same thing. He grunted and shook his head.

  “I’ll call him. The cell is right next to him,” he said as he reached for his own phone.

  Bane nodded and disappeared out the door. Shayne had his brother’s number on speed dial. The random thought hit him that they needed to program Serenity’s number into their phones as well as theirs into hers.

  The phone rang only once before Creed picked up with a whispered, “What?”

  “Creed. Breakfast is ready.”

  “She’s still sound asleep. Should I wake her?” he asked, a worried note apparent in his voice.

  Shayne hesitated. “Yes. I don’t think it’s a good idea for her to sleep so much. Plus, she needs to eat.”

  “Okay. We’ll be right up.” Creed disconnected the call leaving Shayne worried about their mate.

  He was standing up to meet them in the kitchen when he noticed that an e-mail had popped up on his account. He sat back down a
nd opened it. It might be an answer to one of the inquiries he’d sent out. He really hadn’t expected an answer this soon, though. Gathering information took time.

  Five minutes later Shayne shut down the computer and sat back in the chair, stiff with anger at what he’d learned. Creed needed to contact their friend immediately. What in the hell were they going to do? He had no intentions of allowing anyone to take Serenity from them. He’d fight to the death for his mate. He had no doubt Creed would do the same, but how could they fight this?

  Chapter Fourteen

  Serenity couldn’t ever remember being this hungry before. Not even when she’d first started shifting on her own without her mother’s control. To add to that, she felt as if she’d slept for a month and every inch of her skin seemed to tingle. She couldn’t figure out what was going on with her but didn’t want to say anything to her mates. They had enough to worry about at the moment between her lynx’s refusal to complete the made bond and the Rogue Hunters still hanging around her place.

  “Um, would you like more bacon or toast?” Bane asked staring at her with amusement.

  “Hmm?” Oh. No thanks. I’m full,” she leaned back and realized that she was—finally.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a female put away the food like that before,” Zeth said with a grin. “Impressive.”

  “Shut up, Zeth,” Creed said with a snarl. “Don’t be rude.”

  “Hey! Just saying.” The other bear jumped up from the table when Creed slowly stood up.

  With a laugh, Bane slipped around the table. “My work here is done. Your turn to clean up, Qwill. I’m going to relieve Otto.”

  Creed sank slowly back into his chair and his warm arm rested along the back of her chair. Serenity enjoyed a feeling of safety there between her two males. She turned to look at Shayne who’d been quiet all during breakfast. She’d caught him staring at her several times with a worried expression that he quickly hid once he realized she was watching. Her lynx had been surprisingly quiet as well. That hadn’t bothered her nearly as much since usually the cat was more trouble than help to Serenity when in her human form.