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

by Marla Monroe

  “Baby, you’re killing me.” Shayne gasped as she tightened around his hard shaft. “I swear you’ve got muscles in that sweet pussy of yours. My dick is strangling inside of you.”

  She nearly laughed out loud at his words. Shayne would always make her smile, even when she was made about something. Serenity purposely contracted her inner walls around his thrusting cock and smiled at the almost painful look he gave her.

  “Holly, hell!” Creed yelled. Her squeezing on Shayne had affected her other mate as he tried to pull out of her ass.

  Creed jerked on her hair once more, causing her head to fall back. He leaned over her, his body caging her in, making her feel safe and loved. She enjoyed knowing that he would never let her go. She had ached for that sort of feeling for years. Deep down, she’d always known she needed someone to master her, but hadn’t wanted to have her life dictated so she’d run. With Creed and Shayne, she knew they would never try and run her business or tell her how to dress, but they would set limits to keep her safe. That she could live with.

  Her lynx snarled at her and swiped at her with her claws. Serenity expected to feel the pain of that swipe but instead, all she felt was the security of her males surrounding her. It felt good, right.

  She felt one of them slip a hand down along her belly until they reached her pussy. A large callused finger located her clit and applied pressure in a tight circle over it. Lights exploded behind her eyes, blinding her as she squeezed them shut in a silent scream. A low roar filled her head, growing until all she could hear was the noise and her heart beat. She finally managed a gasp before she screamed out loud this time, bucking between them as her body convulsed with the sheer ecstasy of her climax. Nothing could ever compare to this. No one could ever give her what her mates gave her as they too shouted out then roared and each sank their teeth into her shoulders.

  The swift change from pain to pleasure left her dizzy and triggered yet another orgasm from her already weak body. She barely had the energy to react as spasms of bliss filled her head and burned along her bloodstream. If drugs would work on them, she was sure this was how it felt to be on a high. She had no words, but her lynx sure did.

  Claws exploded from her hands as she struggled to regain control of the she cat. The she cat was pissed and excited all at the same time. Creed and Shayne reacted fast despite having just climaxed. While Creed shackled her wrists to the bed with his hands, Shayne held her face gently in his hands before leaning in and kissing her, mindful of the much larger sharp teeth protruding from her mouth. He licked at her lips then ran the tip of his tongue over one long tooth. Her cat shuddered.

  “Easy, kitten. No one is going to hurt you. Relax for me,” Creed crooned to the anxious lynx.

  Serenity closed her eyes and tried to reason with the female. She needed her to back down, but didn’t want to make demands in the state the cat was in. Instead, she tried to reason with her.

  They are our mates. Don’t hurt them. They would die for us and will provide for us.

  The lynx didn’t respond at first, but after another full minute of pleading with her while the men uttered soothing words and petted her with their mouths and hands, she retreated. Serenity’s hands returned as did her normal teeth. Heaving out an exhausted sigh, she collapsed on Shayne’s muscular chest and fell into an exhausted sleep.

  * * * *

  Even before she opened her eyes, Serenity’s stomach growled like a mountain lion instead of the smaller lynx that she was. The soft chuckle next to her let her know that Shayne was awake and lying next to her. She slowly opened her eyes and found that Creed was on his side on the other side of her, one hand propping his head up as he watched her.

  Her belly issued another threatening roar making Creed’s normally quiet face brighten with mirth. It gave him an entirely different look. She liked seeing him smile or at least seem to smile. His eyes lightened a little and the normally tense lines around his eyes and mouth smoothed out some.

  “I think that was a warning that if we didn’t feed you there would be hell to pay,” Creed said.

  “My bear agrees that it’s time to eat,” Shayne said, more than making up for Creed’s less jovial attitude. “Do we look for something here or give them our thanks and head out?”

  Both males turned and looked at her as if she held the answer to the decision. Serenity didn’t know what to think. They were leaving it up to her. She hadn’t expected that.

  “Um, maybe it would be a good idea to find our own place while I’m relaxed,” she told them.

  Creed frowned. “Are you saying it isn’t over with?”

  She winced inwardly. At least she hoped it was inwardly. “Ah, no. My heat normally lasts a week. Five days at the least. It’s only been two or maybe three days, right?”

  “Probably three since you seemed to have been off the day before as well. You were so hungry and slept a lot,” Shayne pointed out.

  “Okay. Let’s get dressed and locate Locke. We’ll find a place to eat then a hotel to hold up in for a few more days,” Creed said as he rolled off the other side of the bed.

  “I’ll take a shower. I’m sure I need one,” Serenity said feeling her face heat at the thought of what she must look like by then.

  “Only if you want to take one, baby. We cleaned you up last night though, so you’re nice and clean.” Shayne smiled at her before he too sat up and began pulling on his jeans.

  “I–I don’t remember bathing,” she said.

  “Honey, you were dead to the world. Nothing short of a nuclear disaster would have woken you up. I’m not even sure if that would have,” Creed teased, that hint of a smile still evident at the corner of his mouth.

  “Oh.”

  “Come on babe. Let’s get you dressed.” Shayne reached out with on hand to help her slide over to the edge of the bed.

  While a fully dressed Creed used his cell to contact Locke, Shayne helped her dress. She chose sweats since most everything else felt scratchy on her skin now. That would go away once her heat had passed. She didn’t bother with underwear. It would have irritated her and made her squirm. She tolerated the sandals on her feet but wanted them off as soon as they found a place to stay.

  “Okay, Locke is securing a place for us for a few days and will pick us up in thirty minutes. Abba and her mate Leon are back and have prepared a meal for us. I thought it might tide you over until Locke gets here,” Creed told them.

  Serenity couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable about meeting the two wild dogs who’d taken them in then left their own house to give them privacy. It was more than generous of them when not only where they strangers, but also not wild dogs. She would make sure to send them a nice gift once they returned home.

  Home. She stopped dead in her tracks before they made it through the door. She realized that her home had officially changed locations now. Her cat swished her tail in irritation.

  “What’s wrong?” Creed asked when she stopped in front of him.

  “I was just realizing that everything has changed for me. I guess it’s just now sinking in.”

  “Don’t think about it right now, honey. We’ve got plenty of time for you to worry about it. I know you’re going to. Females worry about everything,” he said.

  “Creed,” Shayne sighed. “That’s not the best way to help her relax.”

  Serenity drew in a deep breath and put it all away for the moment. Despite Shayne’s comment, Creed was right. There was plenty of time to worry about her future after they got past this meal and maybe even after her heat was past.

  “How are you feeling?” a warm throaty voice interrupted her musings. The voice was attached to a tall female of about fifty with long, flowing black and gray hair that reached her waist.

  “I’m fine. Starving but doing well, thank you. I can’t thank you enough for helping us,” she said smiling at the other female.

  “It is fine. We were happy to help. I’ve only seen something like what had happened to you once before and kne
w immediately the trouble. I’m glad it is working out for you,” the wild dog said with a smile. “Now. I have a meal on the table. My mate is putting the finishing touches on the meat now.”

  They followed her through the living are into a large eat-in kitchen with plenty of room for everyone and some left over. The table had to seat twelve at the very least, Serenity thought. She wondered if she had a large family and if they visited often. It would be such a waste and a sad reminder to have such a huge table and it never was filled.

  “Meat’s ready. Let’s eat. I’m starved.” A male wild dog who stood maybe an inch shorter than his mate stepped into the kitchen from another door that seemed to lead outside. He had a huge serving platter piled high with steaks.

  “Have a seat, everyone. We don’t want the food to get cold,” Abba said with a broad smile.

  Once they’d all taken their seats, the wild dogs began passing around the food. Serenity felt more like a hog than a lynx with the amount of food she ate, but it was obviously a symptom of her heat. Before, she’d get hungry more often and seem to sleep a little more, but this had been a thousand times worse than before. Abba had told her it was because her mating claim had not been completed when she’d gone into heat. The fact that she had two mates instead of one played into it as well, she had said.

  Locke had shown up not long after they’d begun eating and as soon as they were finished, they helped clean up then thanked them once again for their generosity and help before climbing back into the truck.

  “The hotel isn’t far from here. I got a suite with adjoining rooms,” Locke informed them. “I also made sure they had the fridge stocked with plenty of snack foods. Otto says everything is well back at the den. They’ve had no problems with hunters and none have been seen since you left.”

  “Do you think he’s given up now that he knows she’s already mated to us?” Shayne asked Lock.

  “Who?” she asked, looking from Creed to Shayne and up to Lock’s gaze in the rearview mirror. “What are you talking about?”

  “We need to talk about the hunters and why they’ve been after you, honey. As soon as we’ve gotten settled in at the hotel, we’ll talk,” Creed promised her.

  She felt the growing heat between her legs again and wasn’t so sure they would get around to talking just yet. Her clit throbbed and her pussy lips felt swollen and achy. A few warning tremors began in her low belly, telling her she wasn’t finished with it yet.

  “I don’t know. It’s possible he will back off, but I doubt it. I think there’s too much at stake for him to let her go if there’s even a chance he can get her to produce his heirs through his son,” Lock told them grimly.

  “I–I don’t think I like the sound of that. You’re talking about my old Rufus, aren’t you?” she said.

  “Yes, but let us tell it all to you at one time. Just giving you bits and pieces will only be confusing.” Creed’s face had returned to his normal stoic look.

  They pulled into a nicer end motel chain and parked only a few spots from the front door. When they all got out, each of the three males grabbed luggage then she was surrounded as they entered the front doors. Locke led them directly to the elevator which took them to the fifth floor. Their rooms were less than twenty feet from the lift. She’d been fighting her heat in earnest for the last ten minutes. She knew the males could tell by the way all three of them kept scenting the air with straining nostrils.

  The knowledge that Locke smelled her need as well only ramped up her nervousness and that gave the mating heat ride her stronger. Gritting her teeth, Serenity forced herself to keep a relaxed expression on her face as they entered the main door to the suite.

  “We’ll take the left side,” Creed said ushering her in that direction.

  “I’ll be in my room if you need me,” Locke said. “Don’t go anywhere outside of the room without letting me know. I’m fairly sure we haven’t been followed, but I’d feel better if we all stuck together.”

  “I agree. We’ll let you know if we plan to go downstairs for any reason,” Creed told him.

  The second they were inside their room with the door closed and locked, Creed and Shayne began undressing while their eyes never left her. She knew they were reacting to her scent and the need her cat was projecting.

  “I thought we were going to talk,” she said without moving from where she stood just inside the room.

  Creed stalked toward her completely nude and obviously comfortable that way. Her eyes were drawn to the jutting erection between his legs. Serenity couldn’t help licking her lips as she watched it bob as he strutted toward her.

  “We’ll talk once you’re sated. I can feel your need, kitten. You’re in pain and as long as you’re uncomfortable, my bear is going to insist on taking care of you first. Get used to it,” he said.

  Before she realized what he planned to do, Creed had her shirt over her head and was bending over to suck on her nipple. Large hands tugged on her sweatpants from behind, startling her so that she lost her balance. Creed quickly grabbed her upper arms in an easy hold, keeping her from falling.

  With his mouth sucking on her nipple, she couldn’t think. The pleasure shot straight to her clit where it built into something almost frightening in its intensity. When he nipped her she screamed then bit into her fist to keep from doing it again as Shayne nipped an ass cheek before licking over it with his raspy tongue.

  They’re going to kill me. I can’t take both of them doing things to me at the same time.

  But they weren’t giving her much choice. When she tried to wiggle away from them to climb on the bed, both males held her still as they continued to attack her with their tongues and teeth. Pleasure had never been so nerve-wracking before. Serenity wanted to scream for them to stop at the same time she wanted to beg them to never stop.

  “I can’t get enough of your sweet breasts, kitten. You taste warm and sweet. I could make a meal off of you. And your cream, it’s like a tart desert right out of the oven, all warm and tasty.” Creed went to his knees and buried his face in her belly

  Shayne growled and pulled her from Creed’s embrace, picking her up and carrying her to the king-size bed. He gently laid her down before kneeling on the bed and positioning himself between her legs.

  “I’ve got to taste you, baby. I need to taste your sweet pussy now,” Shayne said. “I can smell you and it’s driving me and my bear crazy.”

  Before she had time to answer him, he’d shimmed his shoulders between her thighs and was kissing all around her pussy. The first swipe of his tongue drew a soft squeal from her. He continued to lap at her as if he couldn’t get enough. Every time he circled her clit without touching it she tried to move her hips to drag him across the tingling bud. Shayne just chuckled, sending more sparks to her clit in the process.

  “Stop teasing me!” she screamed.

  Her body was already on fire and she was beginning to cramp in her belly now. She wasn’t going to be able to tolerate foreplay with the way her heat was riding her. Right now she needed them to fuck her, not play with her.

  Creed crawled onto the bed and knelt next to her head, his big hand fisting the base of his shaft in a tight grip. She watched as he slowly pulled up the long, thick stalk before pulling back down again.

  “Do you want to suck my dick, honey?” he asked with a heavy-lidded gaze.

  “Please, Creed. I want to taste you.”

  “Open wide, Serenity.” He lowered his hand and let the crown settle lightly on her tongue.

  Serenity instantly closed her lips around it and sucked, rubbing her tongue over the slit to taste his essence. Tart and tangy, she licked, hoping for more.

  “That’s it, kitten. That feels so good.”

  She took more of him as he slowly fed his cock to her. When he bumped the back of her throat, she relaxed it and forced herself to take a little more. When she swallowed around the thick head, he cursed and fisted her hair in one of his hands.

  “So fucking good, S
erenity. One more time. Just once more, honey.” He pulled back then thrust back into her as she wrapped her tongue around the shaft then swallowed when he nudged the back of her throat.

  His hoarse cry let her know he liked it, but he pulled out and gripped the base tightly. His harsh pants proved he was having trouble remaining in control. Her heat was affecting them as much as it affected her. Shayne wasn’t slowing down as he sucked on her pussy lips before thrusting a thick finger deep into her hot, wet pussy.

  “Move, Shayne. I need to be inside of her. She’s just about taken all of my control,” Creed said with a low growl.

  Shayne gave one last lick up her pussy before moving over to let his brother take his place. Serenity was almost beyond reasoning with the need to be filled. Her lynx was clawing at her insides for more. She wanted to mark her mates again, and she’d start with Creed.

  She watched through slitted eyes as he rubbed the head of his dick up and down her pussy slit, wetting it with her juices. When he slowly began to enter her, relief seemed to seep through her skin and into her bones. His thick cock pushed through swollen tissues, scratching the itch that had begun all over again.

  “Yes. Please, Creed. I need more,” she cried out.

  He pulled out then surged back in, going deep and bumping her cervix. The pleasure-pain was perfect. She moaned and reached up to hold on to his shoulders as he slowly increased his pace, pumping into her harder and faster until Serenity wasn’t sure she would live through the climax he’d set into place. She had no doubt it would be massive. Every nerve ending in her body seemed to light up as he thrust deep over and over.

  Shayne hadn’t been able to resist playing with her breasts as Creed shafted in and out of her making the rounded globes bounce with each thrust. Shayne held them while he moved from one to the other, sucking and nipping at her nipples, leaving reddened marks on the sides where he sucked and bit them.

  “Holy hell, Shayne. I can’t hold on much longer. She’s so damn tight,” Creed snarled.