Dark Moon Dance [Fire Jaguars 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Nicole Dennis

  They needed a warm damp cloth and snuggle with a Katie-cat sandwich.

  Wobbly on his legs, Isaac moved to the bathroom. He returned within moments with the cloth and used it to wipe her juices, his cum, and a bit of blood from her pussy. She moaned and moved against the cloth, and he knew she was tender. He passed the cloth to Etienne, who cleaned her mouth, neck, and his cock of his release. Taking the cloth back, Isaac tossed it toward the bathroom door.

  Etienne lifted her in his arms and scooted her up on the bed. Isaac moved to pull the cover and blankets back. Kate snuggled against Etienne’s shoulder.

  “What’s next?” she asked with a yawn.

  “A long nap and a snuggle before we continue,” Etienne said while laying her down. He leaned over and licked at a nipple. She arched in response, her body eager for more of their lovemaking.

  “Hmm, don’t think we’ll get much sleep.”

  “A little bit of this. A little bit of that,” he replied.

  “Can’t wait for the encore,” she said and slid into sleep.

  Isaac slid his fingers through her hair, loosened from their actions, and curled a lock around his finger. “Neither can we, sweet Katie-cat, me neither.”

  Curling her between them, the males kissed on one another and fell asleep.

  Chapter 22

  After the fabulous sensual evening, Kate found it hard to rise the following morning. Her body was achy and sore in various places. Her males set her up with another warm bath while they took care of a simple breakfast. Thanks to the crazy interruption by her father yesterday, they needed to head to the clinic for Etienne’s appointment.

  With a quick drive into the town center, Kate followed Etienne and Isaac as they entered the clinic. When he went to the front desk to check in, Kate and Isaac moved off to the side to wait.

  Isaac lifted his hand and rubbed circles around her back, unable to stop touching her. “How are you doing, Katie-cat? Still sore?”

  “I feel wonderful, stop worrying,” she said, leaning her head on his shoulder.

  A glance over his shoulder and a smile revealed Etienne heard their quiet talk before he returned his attention to the attendant. “Hello. The doctor asked me to stop by for a checkup. I’m Etienne. I’m a day late, but hope I can see her.”

  “Hello and good to see you standing, Etienne. I’m the administrator of the clinic, Annabelle. Let me see if I can find. Oh, there’s Laura. Laura!” Annabelle waved to the nurse.

  “Can’t talk. Hillary shifted, went into labor, and is snapping at all males. Doc is frantic,” Laura said with her hands holding a container filled with towels and other items, and stopped. “You. Are you Kate?”

  Surprised at the nurse, Kate nodded. “I’m Kate.”

  “Come with me. We need all the ladies we can get to assist Hillary,” she said.

  Kate looked at her males and followed Laura. “Tell me what happened.”

  “We’re not sure. Hillary began to feel the first labor pains. We thought she would stay in human form, but she shifted and curled on a nest of blankets. As the labor increased, she snarled, growled, and snapped at her mates when they tried to offer support. She made Raphael bleed.”

  “Is he all right?”

  Laura nodded as they left the elevator and rushed to the maternity room. “He’s fine. He’s worried for his mate, along with Sebastian.”

  When they entered the room, Kate studied the situation. In the far corner was a black jaguar. The doctor crouched nearby while two males hovered. The jaguar snarled and snapped when one of the men reached to stroke her head. Laura placed the items from her basket around the room. She spoke to the doctor, who turned to Kate.

  “Hello, my mother mentioned you. We need your assistance with Hillary. Could you sense her emotions and help us guide her?”

  Kate’s eyes widened, and her hands fluttered at her sides.

  “Are you an empath?”

  “I haven’t told anyone, though.”

  “My mother is the Goddess.”

  “Oh, yes, of course,” Kate said.

  “Bind up your hair if you can, and scrub your hands in the sink,” the doctor said as the jaguar grumbled.

  Kate undid the band around her braid, folded the length twice, and rewrapped the hair band. She accepted the scrubs from Laura and tugged them on over her clothes and kicked off her shoes. Once dressed, she went to the counter and washed her hands in a thorough fashion. She dried them and followed the nurse to the blankets.

  With care, she unblocked the walls around her empathy. She worked around the expected pain and concentrated on the female’s worry, concern, and everything else that had her on edge.

  “Hello, Hillary, I’m Kate. I need you to relax and trust in the doctor and your mates. We’ll help you. Soon you’ll be cuddling and nursing your adorable cubs,” Kate said in a soothing tone as she reversed her empathy to push comfort and strength. When she reached out a hand, everyone held their breath, but Hillary head-butted Kate’s fingers and purred.

  After several contractions, Kate nodded to the males, who shuffled closer.

  “Kate, I think I found a job for you,” the doctor said, and everyone concentrated on helping the mother-to-be over the next several hours.

  * * * *

  Hours later, since cubs arrive when they wish, Kate leaned against the doorway. Inside, four tiny cubs nursed from their mother and snuggled against each other, teeny mewls coming from them. She felt a warm hand slide around her hip. From the scent, she knew it was Isaac and leaned against him. He leaned down to nuzzle her neck, reasserting his scent over the medical ones upon her skin.

  She leaned her head to the side to give him room and purred. “Aren’t they adorable?” She watched the males, who shifted to lick, clean, and interact with their mate and cubs.

  “Adorable furballs,” Isaac said. “What did she have?”

  “Identical twin boys are the golden ones, and fraternal twin girls are the black ones. The doc is giving them time to nurse on mom and exchange scent, but they’re on the tiny side. So she wants to put them in a shared incubator. She’s waiting for the parents to shift back before talking with them.”

  “Are they in danger?”

  “No, they need a little help with breathing and temperature control, typical for multiples and early births.” She tilted her head. “Where’s Etienne?”

  “He’s downstairs with the doc. Can you return with me?” Isaac moved his fingers against her belly. “Are you getting ideas about a family?”

  “Helping Hillary birth those tiny cubs was wonderful. I do want a family.” She placed her fingers on his and touched the bite mark. “Are you upset about what I did?”

  “What? No. No. My cat enjoyed it. I wanted it.”

  “What about Etienne?”

  “He’s a hard man to figure out at times. We may be his lovers, but he guards his heart. I blame his family, but it’s hard to be judge and jury.”

  “We need a way to open him to love.”

  “It would be nice to figure out before we dance. If our hearts aren’t open, the Goddess will reject us. I wouldn’t want you to be shamed by sleeping with us before the dance.”

  “I don’t want us to be rejected.” She curled her hand on his cheek. “I will never reconsider or hate my decision to make love with you. Last night was one of the best nights of my life. Nothing will ever change that for me.”

  “Me neither.”

  She let her fingers thread through his deep-brown hair. She sifted the layers away from his face. When she turned her head, their lips met in a soft kiss.

  When they separated, Isaac smoothed his fingers down her cheek. His other hand pressed to her belly. “I wonder if we did create a little magic down here last night.”

  She placed her fingers over his. “Perhaps. Too soon to tell.”

  “Do you wanna go find our third?”

  “Yes. Laura will stay here with the family.”

  Isaac heard the tiny mewls and purring.
“I don’t blame you. After our dance and we find your sister, we’ll have more time and lots of practice to create our family.”

  She turned, hooked her arm around his lean waist, and walked through the clinic to find their more complicated third partner. “There is something I need to talk about with both of you.”

  “Sure. We’ll sit down and listen to anything.”

  “You’re way too sweet for your own good.”

  “I know. I give myself a cavity from time to time. Ooof,” Isaac said when Kate slammed an elbow into his stomach. He rubbed his flat abdomen. “Gonna be black and blue from the both of you.”

  “You have no barrier between your brain and tongue, do you?” their third partner asked with a droll sense of tone and humor.

  “Nope. I let it all fly.”

  “You may want to consider altering this aspect,” Etienne said, ruffling Isaac’s hair.

  Kate chuckled, broke away from Isaac, and went to wrap her arms around Etienne’s waist. She snuggled against his chest, enjoying the warm embrace of his arms, and pressed a kiss to his poor shoulder.

  “Checking my thoughts would make me boring and dull. I’m unique.”

  “Unique or crazy?”

  Kate laughed again.

  Isaac rolled his eyes. “I don’t know why I put up with the both of you.”

  “Good sex?”

  “We haven’t had much.”

  “No, not in the quantity you want. I prefer quality over quantity,” Etienne said.

  “I want more.”

  Kate slapped his arm again.

  “Oww. What?” Isaac rubbed his arm and turned to the doctor with a pleading look. “See the abuse I get, Doc?”

  “I’m sure it can be all fixed with a shot. I could give you one in your ass with a big fat needle,” the doctor said.

  Isaac paled at the word “needle” from her. “Shot? What shot? Why would I get the shot?”

  “Hmm. Big bad guardian doesn’t like itty-bitty needles,” Kate teased.

  “Faints at the sight of them,” the doctor said with a wink.

  “Good to know.”

  Isaac made a loud, desperate gulp sound. The other laughed at his obvious fear. Isaac growled, turned, and stalked off.

  “Big scaredy kitty,” Etienne called after him before he and Kate followed.

  “Stop,” Kate said and they raced to catch up to Isaac, placed him in the middle between them. She nuzzled Isaac to soothe him.

  * * * *

  “Can you shift today?” Isaac asked as he drove them away.

  “She wants me to wait until tomorrow.” Etienne adjusted the gun holster and settled against the seat.

  “We’ll go home.” Isaac turned toward Etienne’s house.

  “We need to have a small discussion,” Kate said.

  Etienne turned and looked at her. He noticed her hands were folded in her lap. “You can always talk to us. I thought after last night all of us would be more open with one another.”

  “I hope so.”

  Twisting back, Etienne glanced at a quiet Isaac before the SUV pulled into the garage. After Isaac closed the door, they stepped out first. Isaac drew his gun and went inside to check the home.

  “Why must you check?” Kate followed between them after Isaac cleared everything. “The patrol remains outside. They would have seen anything.”

  “We take nothing for chance, not while there’s unrest. It’s our nature to be cautious,” Etienne said and walked inside the mudroom. He went to the security panel and punched in the code to disarm and change the mode. Placing the fob on the hook, he went to the coffee machine and set another pot. “Is anyone hungry?”

  “Nah,” Isaac said as he settled at the table. “Curious.”

  “Regular coffee or your version,” Etienne said with a glance at Kate.

  “Regular.” Kate went to the fridge to pull out the cream and picked up the sugar from the counter. She carried them and spoons to the table. She returned to pull over a tin and placed homemade cookies she’d finished yesterday on a plate. After she put the plate on the table, she sat.

  In a few minutes, Etienne carried over the pot and mugs. He distributed the mugs, poured coffee, and settled the pot on the thick pad. After the others fixed their coffees, he sipped from the fragrant brew. “What would you like to speak with us about?” Etienne chose a cookie and bit down the chocolate oatmeal goodness.

  Fiddling with the cup, Kate stared at the liquid. “I never revealed my secret to my siblings, but Xavier and the doctor learned about it from other sources. At home, I had to keep it hidden from everyone for fear of being named a witch or worse by my father.”

  “Why would he call you that?”

  “As Malik said, he cares nothing for females, not even his daughters. He would do anything to cleanse the clan, the bloodline, from what he considered heretic or damaging.”

  “What is this secret?”

  “I’m an empath.”

  “What?”

  “I was born with the gift of empathy. I can sense emotions in others. All the time until I learned to create mental blocks.”

  Etienne met Isaac’s gaze and returned his attention to Kate, who curled her shoulders forward.

  Isaac touched her shoulder. “Katie-cat, is this your big secret?” When she nodded, he circled his thumb around her shoulder. “Sweetheart, you have an amazing gift from the Goddess. She chose you to bear this gift with honor and love.”

  “Your gift is fascinating. Think of all the good you can do,” Etienne added.

  Lifting her lashes, she revealed watery eyes. The fear disappeared from the pale hazel color. She choked a breath and pressed a hand to her lips.

  “Your gift is welcomed here. Have nothing to fear about it.” Etienne embraced her and tugged her out of her chair and onto his lap. He rocked her tight against him.

  “So, did you feel what we did last night?” Isaac asked.

  She blushed and nodded. “It was very overwhelming.”

  “It’s why you responded so well to us.”

  “I hope to do more,” she said.

  “Not unless you’re too sore.”

  “I’m fine. My cat healed me and we both want you. Both of you.” She glanced from Isaac to Etienne. “Please.”

  “You never have to beg for lovemaking from us, Katie-cat,” Etienne said as he scooped her in his arms, rose, and carried her to their bedroom, Isaac trailing after her. When he captured her lips, she opened to him like their kissing was now second nature to her. There was no hesitation in her movements.

  Chapter 23

  Setting on her feet upstairs, Etienne divested her of the soft wool trousers, knee-high stockings, and cashmere shirt before he checked out her lingerie choice this morning. This time she was in a matching ice-gray set with an unlined demi-cup top and thong panties. The front of the panties barely managed to cover her curls.

  “You’re killing me with this lingerie, gorgeous,” he said with a groan.

  She chuckled.

  “You should see her from this side,” Isaac said as he stepped behind her, his hands cupped and grabbing her pale, rounded cheeks. “Hmm. So firm and squishy at the same time.”

  “Squishy? I am not squishy,” she said, shoving an elbow into his gut.

  “Oof.”

  Etienne shook his head at their third. “Never can keep his mouth shut.”

  “I know. Should we try duct tape?”

  “Don’t think it would work.”

  “Right. He’ll find a way to make a slit in it to talk.”

  “Hey. I’m standing right here,” Isaac said.

  “Don’t we know,” Etienne said before he knelt down, skimmed down the thong, and muscled her legs apart before he latched onto her clit with his tongue.

  She squealed with surprise when two fingers entered her sheath to stroke her. Kate rose on her toes at the feeling. When her bra gave way and Isaac suckled on a nipple, she moaned at the dual action upon her body. It was always excitin
g when both males did things at the same time, heightening her sensations, and their feelings washed over her empathy.

  “Bed. Need bed. Grab the bottle,” Etienne said as he rose, shrugged off his clothes, and lifted her with his arms around her hips. He moved until he sat on the bed and encouraged her to straddle his lap.

  Already naked, Isaac gathered something from the nightstand and returned to their side. He tossed something on the mattress and stood next to her. His erect, waiting cock bobbed next to her.

  Kate had had both of them in her mouth last night, their different tastes forever etched in her mind. She grasped Isaac’s cock and gave it a few long strokes, dipping to the side to capture the tip of him in her mouth for some suckling.

  Isaac moaned, his fingers sliding into her hair. “So good.”

  Her pussy was ready. Fresh cream dripped from her and down on Etienne’s cock, nudging her entrance. She felt him take her by the hips, tipped his cock until it pushed through her opening, and he let her drop down as she needed to adjust to his length and girth.

  Her head dropped back, away from Isaac’s cock, and she moaned as Etienne filled her inner core, plunging so deep inside. She lifted and dropped several times.

  When she moved to go back to Isaac, he wasn’t next to her. She glanced behind her and saw him standing there. Something slippery, cool, and slick touched her anus, revealed by her position. She dropped her hand to cover her ass.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Relax and take in my finger, Katie-cat,” Isaac said.

  “No one ever touched me there. Nothing goes there,” she said.

  “We will never hurt you. Don’t you want to feel both of us enter you at the same time, thrusting in and out? Etienne and I take each other all the time. As long as we stretch you, use lots of lube, and go slow, you can handle us.”

  She nibbled on her lower lip, her pussy clenching around Etienne’s cock. She nodded in answer.

  “Lean forward against Etienne’s chest and try to hold still on his cock,” Isaac said. “I know it’s harder to do than suggesting it.”

  “Much harder,” she said, but she let Etienne tilt her against his chest. “You’re not entering me today?”