Serving the Wolf's Den (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Kalissa Alexander

  “I know that now. And in your defense, I think if Joanie hadn’t told me about her loving your uncles it would have been harder to wrap my head around. I thought she was crazy. But when I saw it with my own eyes, knowing what she told me made it easier to accept.”

  Both brothers stared at her, their mouths open. Max was the first to speak. “Joanie knows about us? She knew our uncles?”

  “She was in love with them, and when she found out their secret she ran from them. By the time she realized she’d made the worst mistake of her life, it was too late.”

  “That explains a lot,” Toby said, looking at Max.

  Max shook his head. “Last night and this morning have been full of surprises for all of us.”

  Toby brought his hand to her cheek, caressing it lightly. “You weren’t afraid. You defy the odds, Maura.”

  “When I realized that you or Max or possibly the both of you at different times were Bo, there was never any question in mind that neither of you would ever hurt me.”

  “You’re right, Maura, we’ll never hurt you.” Max’s voice cracked. “I’d sooner die than bring harm to the woman I love.

  She felt Toby draw her to him. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering open. His lips captured hers in a kiss that was so soft and gentle she wanted to cry. “I love you, Maura. I think I did from the moment I first saw you.”

  She felt Max’s hands on her shoulders, pulling her shirt away from her body. His lips were in her hair, traveling down her neck to her shoulders that were now naked. She felt his hands on her breasts.

  “How could I have ever thought we could let you go?” Max played with her nipples, making her moan into Toby’s mouth, which had become more demanding.

  She had never been so happy nor had she ever wanted them more than she did now, but Toby was hurt. They couldn’t chance opening his wound. She broke their kiss. “Toby, you can’t.”

  “Damned if I can’t.” He chuckled. “I sure as hell can.”

  “Max, we have to stop.” She didn’t want to stop, but Max would see that they had to.

  “Not if we do it right,” he said. “We’re going to make love to you,” Max said, bringing Maura with him as he stood up beside the bed. Looking down at Toby, he said, “Think you can handle that, brother?”

  Toby smiled. “Nothing would please more.”

  “I’ve dreamed of this, wanted it, but was so afraid that I would never feel you both like this again,” she cried out. “Please love me.”

  Max positioned her on the side of the bed so that her ass was high. He cursed as he ripped the G-string from her body, throwing it across the room. “I’m going to burn that damn thing.”

  Max forced his fingers into her wet pussy. She pulled the sheet down to expose Toby’s cock that was as hard as she had ever seen it. It sprang upward, waiting for her. She licked him before she brought him into her mouth. She could already taste his pre-cum. He groaned. She couldn’t wait for his seed to fill her mouth.

  She felt Max's cock moving up and down between the cheeks of her ass. It felt so damn good. She loved the feeling of their two cocks. It was what she needed. To be loved by two men was more than she could have ever dreamed possible.

  When Max moved his hard cock into her wet pussy, she welcomed him as he stretched her, taking her with him into a world where only the three of them existed. She continued to suck Toby’s beautiful cock, wanting what she knew she would always crave.

  She glanced at his shoulder wound that showed no signs of reopening. His face was contorted but she was relieved to know that it was not in pain. He was close to giving her what she desired.

  She felt Max’s cock expanding and throbbing inside her. His strokes had become faster and more demanding. The harder he fucked her, the deeper she took Toby into her mouth. When he cried out, she felt the warmth of him sliding down her throat. She sucked him until she knew from his cries that he was totally spent.

  With a final thrust, Max filled her with his own cum. She shook with the power of their orgasms. Toby watched them, happiness written all over his face. She smiled into those eyes that finally weren’t afraid to reflect her own love. When Max slipped his now-soft cock from inside of her, she fell next to Toby. Max stood above her. She held up her arms to him.

  “Maura, oh, my sweet Maura,” he crooned, lying down next to her. She grabbed Toby’s hand. Never had she felt such love or felt so loved in return.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Maura looked into the mirror to fix her earrings. The diamond studs were a gift from Joanie. Behind her she could see Joanie and Rhonda dressing each other’s hair with flowers. They both looked lovely in their dresses, which clung to their figures. She had let them pick out whatever style they wanted. She had just asked that they be midnight blue.

  She wished that her grandmother could have seen her wedding. She would have been so happy for her once she understood that her only granddaughter had found love with two men who would cherish her and love her for the rest of her life. She knew it was unconventional, but her grandmother would have accepted them because all she had ever wanted was Maura’s happiness. The men she loved were different, but that was what she had come to love most about them. She had seen them both change into their wolf form many times now, and each time she was mesmerized by their beauty and grace.

  Watching them run wild through fields and into the forest was a sight she would never tire of seeing. If their children took after their fathers, she would be ecstatic. However, if they turned out to be just like her, she knew they would be loved and nurtured by their fathers with a love that would be never ending. Their children would be loved by parents and grandparents and their Aunts Rhonda and Joanie.

  She still couldn’t believe how together, Joanie and Rhonda had set the wheels in motion for what now was the happiest day of her life. Joanie had insisted that their wedding be held at her home. She and Rhonda had transformed the garden into a wedding fit for a princess. Luckily the weather had cooperated.

  “It’s time, Maura,” Joanie said, giving her a hug. “You look so beautiful. In many ways you remind me of my own daughter.”

  “Someday I’d like to meet her,” Maura said softly.

  “I’ve never seen a more beautiful bride,” Rhonda said, taking her hand and squeezing it.

  “You both helped me find this dress, so you get the credit, too.”

  The dress was like something out of a fairy tale. The lace bodice was snug, with a skirt that flared out in layers of satin and lace with a long train. Her veil was traditional and went perfectly with the dress. She twirled, feeling the material swirl around her.

  “Are you ready?”

  “I’ve never been ready for anything more in my life. It’s the perfect day.”

  There was a knock at the door. When Rhonda opened it, Max and Toby’s mother stood in the doorway. “I know it’s almost time, but I just wanted to speak to Maura for a moment, if that’s okay?”

  “Of course, Lydia, please come in.” Maura smiled.

  Although she had not been initially thrilled with her sons’ choice of a bride, she had come around. In the last few weeks she had been very helpful. Maura knew she had been trying to put things right between them. And she, too, had made every effort to make peace with her soon-to-be mother-in-law.

  Rhonda and Joanie excused themselves, leaving Maura and Lydia alone. Maura took a deep breath. She prayed Lydia wasn’t going to say or do anything to ruin her day. She knew that no matter how nice Lydia had been of late, she would rather her sons marry their own kind.

  “I can tell by the look on your face that you’re worried about what I’m about to say. I can’t say that I blame you,” Lydia said, walking over to where Maura stood in her gown. “First, just let me say that you look beautiful.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Before you walk down the aisle, I wanted to give you something.”

  “You don’t need to give me anything. You and your husbands have been more than gen
erous already.”

  “Yes, Maura, I do. It’s something my mother gave to me and her mother to her and so on. It’s been in my family a very, very long time. If I had a daughter, I would have given it to her, and now”—she hesitated, taking Maura’s hand into her own—“I do.”

  Maura watched as she took a box from her purse. She opened it and took out a bracelet with delicate silver and gold links. In the center was a charm. She held it up for Maura to see.

  “It’s my family’s crest. Something I’ve cherished.”

  “I can’t take that. It’s too precious to you.”

  “You’re precious to me. My sons love you, Maura. I don’t think I fully understood their love until I saw the picture Toby painted of you. He’s a wonderful artist, but I never saw that kind of raw emotion in anything he painted until I saw how he depicted you sitting in a garden of roses with two wolves by your side. The love in all your eyes made me cry. I knew then that they had found what I always hoped they would, what any mother who loves her children would want for them.”

  Maura felt the tears building. She didn’t know what to say. This was more than she could have hoped for from this woman who she thought had still secretly wished she were someone else.

  “Don’t you cry,” Lydia said with a laugh that Maura knew was a mask for her own emotions. “You’ll ruin your makeup.”

  “I know,” Maura said with a smile.

  “Now hold out your right hand and let me put this on for you, if you don’t mind.”

  “I’d be honored. Thank you, Lydia.”

  “And I hope someday you’ll call me ‘Mother.’ I’d like that.”

  “I’d like that, too.”

  Maura held out her hand for Lydia, who slid the bracelet around her wrist and then locked the clasp.

  “This bracelet will let all of our kind who are attending the wedding know that you are now one of us. Maybe not physically, but that in every other way you are part of our family. No one will ever snub you or make you feel that you don’t belong. I’m only sorry I didn’t give it to you sooner.”

  “I love your sons, and I promise you I will love them forever.”

  “I know you will.”

  * * * *

  The wedding was a dream come true. The bracelet had put to rest any rumors that she was an unwanted member of her new family. Both Max and Toby had immediately seen it on her wrist when she met them at the altar. She had seen the joy in their eyes as they had looked over at their mother.

  After the wedding, at the reception, she had been amazed at how warmly she was received by their guests, who for the most part were family and friends of the grooms. Her list had been friends from the Wolf’s Den and Lucy’s, along with Rhonda’s family and Joanie. She had initially wondered how her friends would feel about her marrying two men. Although a few had been shocked when she first told them, they seemed to be genuinely happy for her now.

  Max and Toby had danced with her all evening, hardly ever leaving her side. She was enjoying the party but she couldn’t wait to be alone with her two new husbands as their wife. When Max finally said they could leave without causing a stir, they hurried out into the waiting limo amongst the cheers and well-wishes from their guests.

  Toby had told her that his parents had given them a trip to an island that friends of theirs owned, along with another trip to any destination of their choice. She had been overwhelmed. However, tonight they were going back to their home. She had told them that she wanted their first night together after the wedding to be where she had fallen in love with them.

  They both carried her over the threshold and then up the stairs to their bedroom that had been converted to the master suite. She stood looking at the two most handsome and kind men she had ever known. They looked delicious in their black tuxes with midnight-blue cummerbunds. She knew she would need help removing her dress, and they were both more than happy to oblige.

  She stood in the middle of the room while they undressed her. It was a slow process. When she was finally naked, she knew it was her turn to undress them. Taking as much care as they had with her, she removed their clothing until they stood naked before her. It had been a torture when all she could think about was opening herself to them in every way possible.

  Maura knelt, looking up at the two men that she loved. Their cocks were hard for her. She suckled one and then the other, taking them deep into her throat. She knew what they liked, and tonight of all nights, she wanted to please them in ways that would always make this night special. She loved fondling their balls, which were heavy with their need. She heard them both groan and felt confident in what she was about to do next.

  She rose from her knees and went to her dresser. She opened the top drawer while they both watched. First she pulled out the nipple clamps that she had purchased, which she affixed to each nipple. Next she picked up a chain, which she ran from the nipple clamps down to her pussy. She knew it would hurt, but she spread her legs wide and snapped the two clamps onto the lips of her labia. In time she would learn how to affix them to her clit, but for now, she hoped this would be enough. She walked back to them and went to her knees once more, looking up at them expectantly.

  “Maura, baby,” Toby whispered, running his hand across her nipples, “you’ve never looked more beautiful.”

  “I want you to teach me how to please you in ways that I know will bring us all pleasure.”

  Max leaned down and pulled on the chain gently. Maura whimpered. “Do it again, Max, please,” she begged.

  He groaned as he bent down and licked her breasts. Toby did the same, pushing her backward until she was lying on the carpet. With each new sensation, Maura became more wanton in her desire for them. Both men lovingly tortured her with the toys she had purchased for their pleasure. She trusted them completely as they tested her limits.

  When she had been driven to points of pleasure beyond her wildest expectations, Toby removed the nipple clamps and Max gently removed them from her labia. She was swollen with her need, and their lips that suckled her pussy and nipples brought her quickly to orgasm. She couldn’t stop herself. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I should have waited.”

  “Your need to please us is more beautiful than anything I’ve ever experienced,” Max said, his eyes continuing to devour every inch of her. “You’re our sweet slut, and fucking you is something we need to do now and for always, Maura.”

  “Then fuck me. Please fuck me,” she begged. “I need your cocks to come inside me.”

  “You beg so sweetly,” Toby said, turning her onto to her stomach. “Now get on your knees.”

  Maura quickly did as she had been told. She felt Max enter her from behind, slipping into her ass. He took her quickly, his thrusts deep and firm. Toby was now beneath her. She felt his cock find her pussy and thrust upward. She took all of him as his fingers twisted her sensitive nipples. She cried out as his teeth took one and then the other. All rational thought left her as they loved her.

  She begged them to fuck her harder. She was wild with her need for them as each thrust became deeper and harder until she exploded into an orgasm that shook her from head to toe.

  Over and over she rode the erotic desire of their mating until she thought it was more than any one person had the right to feel. When she finally started to breathe again, she fell onto Toby, with Max slipping out from her ass. Max’s cum mingled with Toby’s that dripped from her pussy. He lay down with them, his breathing erratic. It seemed forever before she was able to move. When she lifted her head, she saw Toby and Max watching her with love in their eyes.

  “You’re the loves of my life. I want nothing more.”

  “And you,” they both said in unison, “are the love of ours.”

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Kalissa Alexander loves to write stories about love. She is a woman of diversified interests, from singing karaoke, to knitting, to creating her own crafts at the holidays. However, nothing brings her more pleasur
e than to write about desirable, loving women that regardless of life’s obstacles always find true love with the men that can make their dreams come true. She believes that happy endings are what women not only want but need to believe in. On any given day or into the night, she can be found bringing her characters to life with an anxious smile as she finds the words to express their feelings in a story that makes them perfect for each other in an imperfect world. Life is full of possibilities; she enjoys bringing all of them to her readers.

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  About the Author