Trouble Comes in Threes (Fur, Fangs, and Felines Book 1)

by M. A. Church

  “All you have to do is say no, Kirk. I’m not a Dom, and you’re not a sub. It’s up to you.” Dolf smiled gently at me. “If you want this, go stand in the corner by the fireplace. If not, head up to the bedroom. We’ll be right behind you.”

  “You’re not going to get mad?”

  “No.”

  “What if I want to skip the whole corner thing and go straight to the bedroom? Have you spank my ass there?”

  “Then that’s what we’ll do. It’s all about as much or how little as you want, Kirk. Like I said, it’s up to you.”

  That’s all I needed to know. Butt naked, I walked to the corner he indicated, laced my hands behind my head… and stood there. The corner he’d picked was out of the way, I noticed. There was no hiding in a room full of windows, but I wasn’t totally on display here. It was just naughty enough to appeal to me, but not wig me out.

  My cock was still hard, throbbing with excitement. As I stood there, I could see their reflections in the windows. They were cleaning up after the party, but their gazes kept straying to me… to my ass, actually. My cock flexed, gently slapping my stomach, smearing precome. Minutes passed as they cleaned. Finally, they took the leftover dirty plates and cups to the kitchen. Since the house was open concept, I could still see them.

  Tal loaded the dishwasher and Dolf wiped down the counters. More time passed. Damn, my arms are beginning to ache. How long have I been standing here? Tal rewrapped all the food and placed it in the refrigerator. Dolf was now taking out the trash. Time marched on. I tightened my fingers, fighting the urge to let go and lower my arms. Why did I think this was kinky? I was losing my hard-on and getting tired of standing here. I shifted from foot to foot.

  My knee twitched, then suddenly started itching like a fucking fury. Shit. Why was I not surprised? Now I couldn’t think of anything else but that spot. My eyes crossed with the insane need to scratch. Oh my God, I could actually feel my fingers flex with the need to dig into skin, my nails wanting to scrape the surface. Every nerve in my body, every brain cell hyperfocused on that place. My arms trembled. I had to… I couldn’t take it any longer! I was going to lose my ever-loving mind right in this very nice house if I didn’t get to fucking scratch that area!

  A warm hand rubbed my back. “What’s wrong? You’re whimpering.”

  Oh, thank Jesus, Tal. “My right knee…. Oh God, it itches! Insanely itches! Please, Tal….” I swayed as Tal scratched my knee. His other hand held my hip, holding me steady. “Oh yes, right there…. Now over to the right just a…. There! Right there. Oh shit, that’s good, so good. Ugh, crap. I need you to… down some… jeez. Harder. Keep going…. Swear to God, it’s like moving around.”

  “A traveling itch?” Tal grinned.

  “God yes.”

  Tal scratched every square inch of my knee. Then, as suddenly as the itch started, it stopped.

  “Oh, oh, oh… it stopped.” Pitifully relieved the itching had quit, I opened my eyes. Damn, when had I closed them? I looked down at Tal. “Thanks… ah…. Well, hell.” Miles of dazzling golden skin beckoned me. Tal was as naked as I was.

  “Turn around, Kirk, and you can lower your arms,” Dolf said.

  Thank fuck. I could certainly tell I’d been off for a few weeks. My arms tired out much too easily. I turned to see Dolf standing near us. A quick glance at a clock on the mantel showed I’d been in the corner for twenty minutes. It had seemed closer to an hour.

  “Hands at the small of your back, and make sure to leave them there.” Dolf sat in profile to us in a large, comfortable leather chair. “Tal, I’d enjoy seeing you suck Kirk. Would you do that for me, sweetheart?”

  “Gladly.” Tal sank to his knees in front of me. With one sexy mate kneeling in front of me, I was saluting again in no time.

  “Don’t make him come yet.”

  “Yes, Dolf.”

  I glanced at my other sexy mate. Dolf reclined in the chair, rubbing at his shaft through his jeans. Rational thought flew out of my head as Tal wrapped his lips around my cockhead. His hands rested on my thighs, and those lovely, glowing blue eyes of his blinked up at me as he slowly eased me deeper into his mouth. Heat, the wetness, that tongue of his swirling around my length…. Heaven.

  He drew back, sucking hard as he traveled up my shaft, then plunged back down. Tal’s eyes rolled back as he took me to the root, paused, then came back up. Oh shit, that’s good. Tal worked me, bobbing up and down, going farther each time until he finally took me all the way. His throat spasmed around me and my eyes rolled back.

  “Fuck his face, but do not come.”

  My eyes snapped open, and my gaze landed on Dolf. Chill bumps raced over my body as Dolf watched us. From the angle he was sitting, he could see my cock sliding in and out of Tal’s hot little mouth. Panting, I glanced down at Tal. His length was hard, and a thin line of precome extended from the tip of his dick to a wet spot on the floor.

  Tal pulled all the way off, then licked the tip of my shaft, looking up at me. “Do it.”

  “Just… don’t let me make you take more than you can.”

  “I can take a lot.” Tal flashed a sexy grin at me.

  I brought my hands from behind my back and grasped Tal’s head. Slowly, I moved, in and out, picking up speed as Tal let me use his mouth. He whimpered softly, leaning closer to me. Sure he was okay, I thrust harder, going deeper. I burrowed my fingers into his thick braid. I wanted all that hair loose, but I couldn’t stop and make him undo it. Later… later, I’d undo that braid and spread all that hair out everywhere, just wrap it around my cock and…. God, if I kept that up, I was going to come. Like watching him didn’t already have me on the edge.

  Seeing him take me deep, not fighting me, was a huge turn-on. I thrust in harder. Soft, wet smacking noises of my hips hitting his mouth filled the room, the sound lewd. Damn if I wasn’t panting and moaning. I groaned loudly, head thrown back as I pushed in as far as I could. Heaven help me, the feel of Tal’s nose on my pubes nearly did me in. A tingling started at the base of my spine.

  “Stop, Tal.”

  I tightened my hands in Tal’s hair. Oh God, I was so close.

  “Release him, Kirk.”

  I dropped my hands from Tal’s head. Both Tal and I whined as he released my cock. Tal rested his head on my thigh, his breathing nearly as rough as mine. Tenderly, so very tenderly, I smoothed my hand over that silky-soft blond hair.

  “Thank you,” I whispered.

  Tal gently kissed my leg with his soft lips—just a brief, featherlight touch that burned all the way to my very soul. My eyes watered and I had to blink several times. This sweet, sexy man was truly a gift. It would be so easy, too damn easy, to fall head over heels in love with him. That thrilled me as much as it scared the bejeezus out of me.

  What did I know about love? And how the hell could someone as rough around the edges as me keep Tal happy? I caught Dolf’s eye, and the smile he flashed said he knew what was running through my mind. And yes, he knew I could keep our mate happy. That word was slowly gaining a more intimate meaning to me.

  “I wish I had a camera. What a magnificent picture that would be.” Dolf’s voice was a whisper on the breeze. “So beautiful. Both of you.”

  It was one of the rare times I truly felt desirable.

  “Come here, Kirk.” Dolf patted his lap.

  I knew what he wanted, and a shiver tore through me.

  Tal looked up at me, a small, little line of worry between his eyes. Had he felt that shiver and thought it was based in fear? “I like stuff like this, Tal. I won’t allow Dolf to do anything I don’t want. Believe me, I know how to say no. And he knows how to listen.”

  “I just… I don’t understand what you… and Dolf… get from it.”

  I knew he didn’t. He just wasn’t turned on that way. “And it’s okay that you don’t. It’s not something you want or need.”

  “No, I don’t. But I know you two do.”

  “Hey, now, I like sweet,” I said. “Yo
u and Dolf have been together a long time, so he apparently does too. We each meet a need the other has, remember? There is no right or wrong here.”

  Tal nodded. Satisfied Tal was okay, I went to Dolf.

  Dolf stood, and we walked to the couch where he sat. “Over my lap, sexy.”

  I lay across his lap, my head at one end, my feet at the other end of the couch. His jeans rubbed against my dick, and I could feel his shaft poking me in the side.

  “Dolf, no bleeding. Also, don’t do it so hard I seriously can’t move tomorrow.”

  “I’d planned to ask. I’m pleased you know what you like and what you don’t.” Dolf caressed one ass cheek. “I’m going to give you ten, and you don’t need to count. You’re going to feel it tonight, but by the morning, it will be gone. That hard enough for you?”

  “Perfect.” Ten wasn’t much, but I didn’t say a word. I’d just make sure we worked up to what I was used to.

  Dolf didn’t waste any time. One arm went across my shoulders to hold me down.

  “Ready?”

  “Yes.”

  He cracked his palm down on my ass, right in the center of my left cheek. It was a good thing his arm pressed me down, or otherwise I’d have jumped off the couch. That was much harder than I’d expected. Three more swats came, hard and fast, covering every inch of my ass.

  “Ah, ah… ugh!” The first moan exploded from me. The pain was a sweet rush through my ass, spreading out. I grabbed a pillow at the end of the couch and stuffed my face into it.

  “No,” Dolf said. “I want to hear you.”

  I’m sure my mouth hit the ground when Tal removed the pillow, a shy smile on his face. He settled on the floor right by my head.

  “Are… are you okay?” Tal worried his bottom lip.

  “Better than okay. Awesomely okay. Awesomely fantastically okay.” I winked at him. “I really like this stuff, Tal.”

  “He’s hard, sweetheart. I promise you he’s hard,” Dolf added.

  “Okay,” Tal said. “It’s just…. You just made this sound….”

  A desperate laugh escaped me. “And God willing, I’ll make more.” Just in case Dolf missed the hint, I raised my ass up.

  I got my wish. The next two were where my ass met the top of my leg… that really sensitive crease area. I’m sure more odd sounds came from me, but Tal didn’t interrupt again, just watched my face.

  Two more hits landed across the top of my ass. That fucking burned. Holy shit, did that burn, but it spread out from my ass and went straight to my dick. A few choice words erupted from me, but even as I cussed, I pushed back for more. Dolf gently rubbed the stinging skin, his touch light.

  The way I was leaking, Dolf and I were going to be wet.

  “Nice and red. That’s a very lovely color.”

  I bet. While I’d been spanked before, I’d never been spanked like this. Dolf wasn’t going easy on me.

  “You’re not human now, so you can take more. And I plan to give it to you. Goddess, you look spectacular like this.” Dolf opened my cheeks, then leaned down and blew against my hole.

  “Aw fuck!” I tried to rear up, but that arm kept me pinned to the couch.

  “Tal, would you get the lube, please?”

  There was a hasty retreat, and then the sound of feet rushing back… and Dolf entered me with a cool finger. I dropped my head on the couch seat, making eye contact with Tal now that he’d returned from his errand. Dolf thrust his finger in, crooked it, and nailed my hotspot. The breath rushed out of me.

  “His ass is so red,” Tal whispered.

  “He’s really tight and hot inside. Should I continue fingering him or go back to spanking?” Dolf thrust his finger in and out, driving me bonkers while they talked about my ass.

  Tal swallowed. “Add another?”

  He slipped another finger inside, and a whimpering plea broke from my lips.

  Tal looked back at me, then smiled. “Harder, Dolf. Maybe do the last two licks while you finger fuck him.”

  Holy shit, where did my sweet guy go, and who was this imp in his place? Dolf started banging my prostate with his fingers and slammed the flat of his hand down on my ass. I bucked hard, jerking on Dolf’s lap.

  “Aw fuck!” I shouted as Dolf finished the spanking.

  “You want his mouth or ass?” Dolf growled at Tal.

  “Ass!” Tal snarled.

  The growling and snarling was hot as hell. Go figure. Dolf jerked his fingers from my ass and helped me roll off the couch and onto the floor. I went to my hands and knees. Dolf ripped off his clothes, then sat down on the couch. I grabbed his shaft and went straight for the gold. I swallowed him all the way, letting my throat massage him. Tal grasped my hips and rubbed the head of his cock against my hole. Fuck that, I wanted him in me now, and shoved back, taking him all the way.

  Tal tightened his hands on my hips, and he snarled again. “By Bast’s right paw, are you okay, Kirk?”

  I pulled off Dolf’s length long enough to do some of my own snarling. “Fuck me, already!”

  I certainly got my wish. While I was talking to Tal, Dolf stood. He grabbed my head when I looked back at him, and I knew what was coming. He was going to fuck my mouth like I had Tal’s. Tal was on his knees behind me, slamming into me for all he was worth. Dolf was in front of me, hands wrapped around my head, skull-fucking me.

  My dick bounced up and down, smacking my stomach while they took me over and rode me hard. Every time Tal’s groin hit my ass, I shuddered as white-hot pleasure-pain poured through me. Holy hell, taking it from both ends was something I loved. And at the rate they were going, I was going to come… hands free. On and on they went until Dolf finally roared for us to come. Tal reached around and stroked me twice. That was all it took. I came, spurting on his hand and the floor. Tal filled my ass just as Dolf pulled back enough not to gag me when he too came.

  I slid my mouth off Dolf’s cock and the rest of his seed covered my face. Dolf finally stopped coming, then staggered backward, his knees hitting the couch. He plopped down rather hard. Tal’s shaft softened and slipped out. He too sort of fell over on the floor, panting. I stayed where I was, still on my hands and knees, waiting to see if I was going to give out like my two manly shifters.

  Outside of a sore ass and jaw, I felt pretty damn incredible.

  I tightened my ass and stood, smirking down at the two of them. “Pussies.” Then laughed outright when it hit me what I’d just said. Tal just huffed out a laugh, and Dolf shook his head. “Since I’m the only one on my feet, I’m taking a shower. If you two can get up, join me.”

  As I walked out of the room, I heard Dolf tell Tal I still had way too much energy, and they needed to fix that.

  Chapter 18

  Kirk

  TWO WEEKS passed. February was right around the corner, and soon warmer weather would arrive. The guys and I attended a couple of small functions with others in the clowder. There was this reading thing on Saturdays at the local library for the kids, then a farmers’ market held the third weekend every month, and a few other events. I met many members of the clowder. Most of the responses I received were polite and a little reserved. I noticed members who either ignored me or made excuses not to linger.

  It happened in town too. There were members who nodded at me but kept going. Very few actually stopped and talked. Some even glared at me. Not exactly the welcome I’d been hoping for. In turn, I started to pull back.

  During the past two weeks, Tal and I had drawn up the designs for my shop. A few days ago, he’d gotten the call his loan had been approved. I was greatly relieved, even though he’d acted as if it was a done deal. In another two weeks, they would be breaking ground.

  Things were going very well with the three of us. We’d grown increasingly more comfortable with each other. Oh, there were little things. After Tal brushed his teeth, he would forget to rinse out the sink. Dolf hogged the covers. They both said I snored. Dolf left his shoes out in the bathroom in front of the bathtub instead o
f putting them in the huge walk-in closet.

  Tal tended to let the dirty dishes pile up before putting them in the dishwasher. I let the trash reach the top of the can, then piled on more stuff before taking it out. Dolf would drink a glass of milk but not wash the glass out. Tal turned off lights constantly, even if I’d just stepped out of a room for only a minute. I accidentally threw away Dolf’s favorite cat toy.

  I’d tried to sleep in the middle, but just couldn’t. I ended up kicking Dolf several times a night, trying to get more room. Tal tried to sleep in the middle, and thank God he was cool with it. Dolf did most of the cooking since he enjoyed it. He also did most of the grocery shopping. Tal and I kept up with the housework. I found out I was better at picking up and dusting while Tal was better with the laundry chores.

  All in all, we were making this threesome work.

  It was quickly becoming habit for us to eat lunch with Dolf’s parents on Sundays. This particular Sunday, after lunch, Dolf had some bookkeeping to do once we returned home. Tal and I were bored, so Tal called Remi. After Remi assured us it was okay to stop by, we told Dolf what we were doing and left so he could work. Remi lived even farther out in the country than we did. I’d come to find out he owned a flooring store in town. Any time Tal had flooring needs in his construction business, he used Remi’s store.

  Tal turned down a dirt road lined with mature trees. The top of the trees angled out, almost as if reaching across the road toward each other. Sun peeked between the trees as we drove.

  “You know, this is cool. Kind of an old Southern charm feeling going on….” I trailed off as we drove farther down the road. “Oh hell, are you kidding me?”

  Tal smirked. “You were saying?”