Extravagantly Loved [Werewolves of Hanson Mall 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  When he returned, he caught Hal’s gaze and they called Janet over to the rug. It was time to ask her to mate them.

  * * * *

  Janet guessed she’d been brought here for more than just to eat hot dogs cooked on a campfire. Despite the rug, they likely wanted more than just some healthy outdoor sex as well. Janet had never been fucked out-of-doors and was looking forward to that, especially with these men. Knowing Hal’s Alpha had agreed to let them come here meant a dozen curious bystanders wouldn’t be watching. She sure as hell wasn’t getting involved in public sex.

  But what it was all about, she felt certain, was what Berian had mentioned a few days ago. Forever. Was she ready for forever with two men? A couple of months back she’d thought forever was likely to be herself alone, and she was satisfied with that, especially if fucking Malcolm stayed out of her life. Well, Malcolm hadn’t stayed out of her life and these two wonderful men had entered it as well.

  Long ago Janet had been friends with a woman named Ambrielle. Ambrielle had an aunt who might—or might not—have been a panther shape-shifter. The aunt surrounded herself with other shape-shifters, mostly big cats. Janet had eventually made the connection between the cats and the people and grasped that shape-shifters were real. Now Ambrielle worked at Thorne House, the shape-shifter clinic, and was mated to two werewolf men there.

  Some of the people she’d met and become friends with at Hanson Mall were in ménages as well. Janet had come to accept ménages as smoothly as she’d accepted shape-shifters, and ménage sex was sure as hell better than any other sex she’d ever had. Or maybe it was just that Hal and Berian fulfilled her, completed her, made her happier than any other man ever could or would. Yes, she loved them. She respected them and their feelings, but more than that, she honored them and loved them. But forever? That was a big ask.

  “Janet, come over here, please.”

  Berian and Hal were standing side by side, looking serious. She tried to see them as a stranger would view them. Two mountainous men both wearing faded blue jeans and tight T-shirts, Hal’s dark blue and Berian’s bright white. Berian so blond and Hal so dark and tanned. Fuck, they were delicious. She couldn’t look at them for more than ten seconds without getting damp panties.

  Two pairs of eyes, Hal’s dark brown and Berian’s bright blue, bored into her face, demanding she pay attention to them.

  Deliberately Janet stood just out of their arms’ reach. If they started kissing or touching her, the conversation would be over and she’d be begging them to fuck her. So she needed to stay calm and make a considered decision, after listening to their arguments.

  They seemed to accept she wasn’t going to move closer to them and Berian spoke. “Janet, you know we love and adore you. We want to look after you, to cherish you, for the rest of our lives.”

  “We promise to never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. We promise to support you in your work and your career, and above all we promise to protect you always,” said Hal.

  Both men stepped closer, dropped to their knees, and each took one of her hands.

  “Marry us, Janet, please.”

  Her heart and her body wanted to say “yes” but her brain forced her to wait.

  “You’re wolves. Let me see you as wolves first. I need to be able to recognize you in your other form before we take this conversation any further.”

  Janet hid a grin as Hal started scattering his clothing over the clearing in his haste to remove it. Berian had his jeans down to his knees before he remembered he needed to take his boots off first. In moments they were naked and walked to the far side of the little clearing.

  “Are you ready?” asked Berian.

  “Yes.” She didn’t really think two wolves would frighten her because she knew who they were, but she absolutely had to know and to be able to pick them out of a crowd. Well, out of a pack, she supposed.

  The air shimmered and they were gone. In their place were two of the biggest fucking dogs she’d ever seen in her life. They stood almost as high as her waist, and she had no trouble working out which was which. Hal’s fur was so dark as to be almost black, whereas Berian’s was a creamy pale gold.

  They stood perfectly still, so she guessed she was supposed to approach them. She walked across the grass and kneeled in front of them, rubbing their heads and their ears, stroking their fur. Now she was so close it was obvious they were very different from dogs. Their feet, well, paws, she supposed, were huge and their bodies were stockier, sturdier. They clearly said “wild and untamed” not “companion animal.”

  After a while she sat back on her heels and said, “Run around and do whatever wolves do. Let me see you being yourself in this form.”

  Berian lifted his head and gave a yip then took off running in and out of the trees. He must have suggested a game of chase because Hal took off after him and bushes and shrubs shook and rustled until Hal came bursting through the clearing again, pursued by Berian. She watched them race around and then Hal, who was once again in the lead, splashed into the little pond jumping on the rocks and taking a drink of the water. Berian joined him and then tried to shove him over and fountains of water sprayed through the air. Janet sat on her heels and laughed and laughed at their antics.

  Finally they got out of the water and shook themselves before changing back into human form.

  “I hope you brought a towel,” she said, still laughing.

  “Yes I did, but that’s for later, to dry you,” said Hal.

  “No thank you. I loved the hot tub but there’s no way I’m getting into an ice-cold rock pool.”

  The men pulled her to her feet and led her back to the blanket. “What about mating us? Are you ready now?” asked Berian.

  He looked so serious. Hal’s gaze was on her too, looking full of hope.

  Janet nodded and gave the answer her heart had wanted her to give them from the moment they asked. “Yes, I’ll mate you. I love you both very much. I never imagined one wonderful man would ever love me, far less two of you. I don’t deserve your devotion, but I promise never to betray it.”

  “No one is more worthy than you,” said Hal.

  “That’s true,” said Berian, tugging at her shirt and trying to lift it off over her head without undoing any of the buttons.

  “Do you understand we can’t use condoms when we mate you? We have to bathe you in our essence to possess you completely,” said Hal.

  “I got a contraceptive implant a couple of years ago and they last up to three years, so it should be all right,” she replied.

  “I promise you we’re both healthy and clean,” added Berian.

  Janet nodded. She knew neither of them would hurt her. They were incredibly caring, considerate, and protective. And she hadn’t been in a relationship for quite a while. Well, years, really. She was too busy working. Until she’d met these men and her world had changed dramatically.

  Hal lay flat on his back and pulled her over his body, his mouth level with her cunt and hers near his cock. Happily she sucked and licked across his cockhead, loving the opportunity to arouse him and play with him. Not that he needed arousing. His cock was long and thick. But maybe she could tease some cum from him. She dipped the tip of her tongue into the eye of his cock. Oh yes. There it was. A drop of pre-cum, earthy, with a slight overlay of salt. Delicious. Next she traced his tribal tattoo, her tongue licking along the swirling lines of the pattern.

  While she was licking him, Hal was doing wicked thing to her clit, licking it, stroking it, and tugging on it until her honey poured from her. He drank that up as well. Meanwhile, Berian had two fingers in her ass, opening and stretching her, scissoring his fingers wider to make her ready for his cock.

  “You’re a devastating team when you get together like this,” she gasped.

  “We aim to please,” said Berian.

  “It’s a hell of a lot better than please.”

  But then she couldn’t talk as the cock bobbing in front of her mouth demanded he
r complete attention, and the two men touching her cunt and her ass were driving her crazy with need.

  She was startled out of her fog of lust, when Berian slapped her ass and said, “Turn around now. You’re ready.”

  “What?”

  Berian lifted her up and swiveled her around so her face was level with Hal’s. Hal grasped her hips and thrust his cock into her core, stretching her channel as he drove deep inside her until their skin was pressed together. Behind her Berian parted her ass checks and pushed his cock at her back door. She huffed out several breaths so he could breach the tight ring of muscles, and then he too w as powering down deep inside her. He stretched her tissues to the limit, but, as always, they shifted and adjusted, gripping both cocks firmly but giving them access until the two men were buried to the hilt inside her.

  Janet sighed. This was heaven. Hal and Berian wrapping her in their arms, holding her, shielding her, protecting her, loving her. Their cocks both inside her, filling her, stretching her, possessing her. This was what a family was, three people so tightly connected no one could see where one person ended and the next one began.

  “So fuck me already. What are you waiting for?”

  “When we come, we bite you,” warned Berian.

  “That’s okay as long as I get to bite you both as well.”

  Hal snorted. “It’s a deal.”

  They pumped into her fast and hard, driving deep, filling her and emptying her by turns. This was the first time they’d used this seesaw motion of one withdrawing as the other pushed in, and it was incredibly erotic. She was never completely full and never completely empty, always left hanging, waiting, demanding the next man do his part. Her body was on a razor’s edge of need, and all she wanted to do was scream “more,” but somehow Janet knew when she came her orgasm would be even more mind-blowing than usual. And that was saying a hell of a lot.

  Janet gripped Hal’s shoulders tightly, so she could rub her body on his chest. She wanted to participate more, but her head was filled with the aching need to come and her brains seemed to be back at the office. Her nipples were tight and hard and it felt good to rub them against the soft black hairs on Hal’s chest. She couldn’t even grip the men’s cocks with her inner muscles today as there was only one fully in her at a time. That really put a wrench in her normal manner of responding. If her brain wasn’t mush maybe she could think of something else to do instead, but right now hanging on and loving the steady thrust and withdrawal of two amazing cocks was about the limit of her capabilities.

  Her body was becoming slippery with sweat, predominantly from the men’s energetic actions, and the noise of their bodies slapping together filled her ears. Sex was the best music ever. And the scent of her men loving her was the best smell. Although it was nice to hear the leaves moving, and the sound of water rippling over rocks in the tiny pool. To feel the cool breeze brushing her skin as the men jackhammered in and out, and to smell the grass and trees and plants. So, yes, she was glad they’d come here to this private, pretty little oasis. But fucking hell, she needed to come. The world biggest orgasm was building inside her and she wanted, needed, absolutely had to come.

  Janet gripped Hal’s shoulders more tightly, pulled in a deep breath, and rammed her hips forward onto Hal’s cock as he entered her, and then pushed back onto Berian’s in turn.

  As her body leaned back onto Berian’s Hal forced his hand between him and her and dug a fingernail into her clit. Janet screamed as the climax slammed into her, shocking her with the surprise of its arrival and its intensity. Her body shook as cum flooded her from both men simultaneously. Before her brain had a chance to kick into gear, two mouths were on her shoulders and two sharp bites pierced her flesh.

  Fucking hell! The bites hurt, but they also made her cunt pulse even harder with release. It took every ounce of willpower she possessed to lean forward and bite Hal, then turn and bite Berian. She wasn’t even sure if she’d bitten them hard enough to count, but she couldn’t think at all. Her body was awash with the endless ripples of her orgasm.

  * * * *

  Berian rolled them onto their sides, making sure his cock remained inside Janet and his arms covered her. He didn’t want her to catch a chill but they all needed a moment to catch their breaths after such an intense mating. He’d never felt such a strong orgasm before, and the ones he’d had with Janet had all been the most powerful of his life. He assumed it was something to do with the mating, but he’d known she was his true mate almost since he’d met her. She was all woman, so clever and witty and funny. Yet so courageous and stoic and brave. A woman to respect and honor as well as to love.

  His dick had long since slipped out of her when he nodded to Hal and picked Janet up, carrying her to the little pool. Hal brought the towel and they washed her carefully, despite her vehement complaints. “Fucking hell. This water is cold. I’ve been in ice storms warmer than this water.”

  Hal was laughing outright, but Berian did his best to soothe her. They dried her quickly and left her to get dressed as they washed themselves. He had to admit the water seemed colder on his human skin than it had on his fur when he and Hal had played here earlier.

  Hal hurriedly set and lit their campfire and Berian moved the blanket closer to it. He peeled them each a long green stick and they roasted their hot dogs. Janet preferred to eat her apple raw, but he loved the smoky taste of his baked in the fire.

  “I suppose I need to speak to your Alpha and swear him allegiance now,” said Janet to Hal.

  Once again Berian was in awe at the speed of her thought processes.

  “When you’re ready to do that, yes. Since we’ll be living part of the time on my pack lands you do need to take that step.”

  “What does it involve?”

  “You promise to obey his instructions and to do nothing to damage the pack.”

  “He won’t interfere with my work, will he?”

  “Absolutely not. He’s a wise leader.”

  “I know. I can see that by the way he’s doing his best to restore the farm. What about Berian? Does it matter that he will be living here as well but belong to another pack?”

  Berian smiled at her again and answered her himself. “My allegiance is to my pack, but Cadfael and the Simon Alpha both know I’ll continue working for Cadfael. I won’t tell him any secrets I might learn from the Simon pack though.”

  “That makes sense. Should I do that this afternoon?”

  “If you’re ready, yes,” said Hal.

  “And then we need to start looking for an apartment in town for us to stay in during the week. The commute out here is too long,” added Berian.

  * * * *

  Two months later they were in court waiting for the handing down of the decision about Janet’s father’s assets.

  Hal was wearing the suit he’d purchased with the money he earned working on the Abbott case. He’d guessed that, being with Janet, a suit would become an essential part of his wardrobe and he’d been right.

  Malcolm had constantly tried to approach Janet in court, his sneering glance resting on her for long periods of the day. But whenever he’d approached, Hal and Berian had joined forces to block her from him, being very careful never to touch the man or speak to him so that no one could accuse them of acting improperly.

  “Why don’t you overgrown apes get out of my way? That worthless little slut is about to learn that I’m the king of the castle and everything belongs to me,” Malcolm sneered in a loud voice.

  Hal really hoped that was not going to happen, but clenched his jaw shut tightly. He wouldn’t endanger this court case by responding to the man.

  Fortunately Malcolm’s attorney whispered to him and he went to stand in his place as the judge entered.

  The judge began by reciting the key facts of the case, which Hal could have done himself, but he supposed it needed to be on the record for the judgment.

  “The court has found that the assets of Mr. Norman Young have been misappropriated and used
illegally. The court has frozen all the assets of Mr. Malcolm Young and awarded guardianship and trusteeship of Mr. Norman Young and his assets to Ms. Janet Young. The DNA tests prove conclusively that Mr. Norman Young is the father of both Ms. Janet Young and Mr. Malcolm Young. Mr. Malcolm Young is hereby remanded into custody. Any application for bail will be refused as he has constantly harassed and pursued Ms. Janet Young. I have released the results of the DNA tests to the police who have another case they wish to charge Mr. Malcolm Young with as well. Mr. Malcolm Young is to pay all court costs for both parties. Court dismissed.”

  Two court security guards walked over and took Malcolm’s arms. He twisted back to look at Janet with venom on his face. “You fucking bitch, I’ll kill you for this!” he screamed.

  Hal stared at Janet, worried about how she’d respond, but Janet was smiling. “It was really most unwise of him to say that in front of so many witnesses. Oh, and those three rats can be put up for adoption. I won’t have to pay for their upkeep anymore.”

  “Dammit, woman, you’re irreplaceable. One of a kind,” he whispered.

  “And extravagantly loved by us both,” added Berian.

  She smiled at them both and his heart turned over. He couldn’t touch her in a courtroom with dozens of people around them, but tonight at home what Berian said, they’d do. Together they’d love her. Extravagantly, worshipfully, completely, and forever.

  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?” So she did.

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