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

by Nicole Dennis

  “No, starting to stretch you and let you get used to the sensation. If you wish, we’ll wait for our moon dance consummation for the full event.”

  “Good plan,” she said with a sigh and wiggle on Etienne’s cock.

  “Hey. Hold still,” Etienne said and smacked her ass.

  She yelped, brought her head back, and gave him a glare. “What was that?”

  “This.” He smacked her other ass with another yelp.

  “Sweet Goddess, her ass is pink and flushed from your hands,” Isaac said with a groan. “Take hold of her cheeks, E.”

  She wiggled again in protest.

  “Nope, hold still,” Etienne said with another smack on her curvy butt. He grabbed hold of her ass and spread her wider.

  Isaac made her hold still when he rubbed a finger around her anus to stroke the nerves. When she moaned and relaxed, he pressed on her hole until he pushed his finger inside. There was a slight pinching sensation as her untouched hole protested the unknown intrusion.

  Draping himself against her back, Isaac nipped her earlobe and kissed her nape. “This is how we want to enter you at the same time. What do you think about this idea?”

  Pushing his finger deeper to stroke her silky insides, she squeaked in surprise. She pushed her bottom down against his finger and Etienne’s cock.

  “Feels strange.”

  “Strange good or bad?”

  “Both,” she said.

  “It’s why we’re going slow. If you don’t want this, tell us and we’ll stop.”

  “Stop with one finger, please,” she said, leaning her head against his shoulder.

  “Of course, whatever you wish. I’ll hold my finger here. E, are you hanging in there?” Isaac asked.

  “No,” Etienne said, sweat beaded along his forehead. “I need to move inside her sheath, please.”

  “Aww, my poor Etienne,” Kate said, brushing her fingers against his cheeks. She squeezed her pussy around his cock, making him groan in playful agony.

  “Move. Got to move,” he said, holding her ass, and he lifted and dropped her on his cock.

  Isaac kept his finger inside her bum.

  Kate moved her knees, rose until only the tip of Etienne’s cock was inside, and slid back down in agonizing increments. While he filled her, stretching every muscle, she gasped and tilted her head back. She moaned when Etienne moved his hand between them and tweaked her clit, swollen and begging for attention.

  Isaac removed his finger and slid his cock between her ass, slippery with the lube and moving with them. Together, in tandem, Isaac and Etienne moved against her body. One was deep inside her sheath while the other moved between her ass cheeks.

  They continued to move, setting a fast rhythm to get them all to the same edge.

  “Almost there?” Isaac asked.

  “Yeah,” Etienne said with a loud groan.

  “Please, let me come,” Kate pleaded.

  Etienne pressed against her clit and thrust deep and hard at the same time she exploded with her release. He shouted her name as he poured himself, spurted several times. Isaac moaned and came across her back and ass. He draped over her back, petting her thighs and Etienne’s legs.

  They stayed tangled together, Kate squished between them, until his cum became uncomfortable. Sweat kept them glued together. Kate wiggled against them.

  “Squished and sticky here,” she said.

  With a chuckle, Isaac peeled himself away and headed to the bathroom.

  Etienne lifted her off his cock, softened and emptied by her body, and let her collapse on her side next to him. She draped a leg and arm across him with a sigh.

  Isaac walked back, chuckling at their floppy bodies. He used the damp washcloth along her back and ass, cleaning the lube and cum. He wiped Etienne’s cock, giving the tip a teasing tap of his finger to get a grunt out of his lover. After finishing with a swipe over his cock and belly, he tossed the cloth toward the bedroom.

  “Time for a nap,” Etienne said. “This male is still healing.”

  “Naps, I like naps,” Isaac said with a yawn.

  “I could go for a nap, too,” Kate said.

  The males lifted to move them and the covers. Returning to the bed, they snuggled together and slid back into sleep.

  Chapter 24

  After calling to check on the perimeter the following afternoon, Isaac drove all of them over to the clinic and parked. Kate looked around, wondering why they were back at the clinic. Before she could ask, Isaac waved them out and led them away from town. He followed a path toward the northern edge until they found a wooden shack. He gestured them inside.

  Kate stopped by the door and glanced around. She tilted her head at this odd building. Beside her, she watched Etienne pace around the exterior. Satisfied, he placed his hand on her back and they followed Isaac inside.

  “What in the name of dark moon is this place?” Etienne asked.

  “What’s going on in here?” Kate walked around the interior and looked around.

  Stacked against one wall were labeled plastic totes. She moved closer to read a few labels to find they were clothing, basic supplies, and dried food. She watched Etienne walk to the opposite side and kick his foot against the metal cot with a rolled mattress. When he leaned down to unroll it, she tried to stop him.

  “No, wait,” she said, but Etienne hit the roll and it unfurled in Isaac’s direction.

  Dust spewed into the air. The gray cloud caught Isaac, who sneezed several times.

  “Look out for the dust,” she finished as Etienne chuckled. “Did you know this?”

  Etienne shrugged.

  “What the hell?” Isaac rubbed a hand against his nose.

  “Sorry, I tried to stop him.” She inspected the old-fashioned wooden stove, sink, and counter which finished the single room. There was an opening to the side and was an even smaller bathroom.

  “Rustic. Don’t even think you’ll get any kind of sex while we’re here,” Etienne said.

  “Oh yes, I second that order. I’m so not doing it here, even against the wall,” Kate said, turning and planting hands on her hips.

  Isaac sneezed, held up his hand, and shook his head. “No. No. It’s not why we’re here.”

  “Enlighten us, please,” Etienne said.

  “We leave our clothes here and go for a run. Guardians use this place as a place to bed down while on a long patrol. Anyone can take the clothes and food, and grab a nap or shower if needed. The Center maintains and replaces everything,” Isaac said as he pulled off his T-shirt and kicked off his shoes.

  Kate wasn’t sure about this place. “We’ll get dust on our clothes.”

  “Either leave them here or let them get ripped. Don’t you both want to shift? E, you said the doc gave you the go-ahead yesterday.” Isaac planted hands on his hips and looked at his partners.

  “She did as long as I was with both of you. She wants me to control the shift through my shoulders,” Etienne said as he rolled his bum shoulder. “What about the shooter from the restaurant?”

  “Talked with Gage, and nope, there’s been no further sighting of him. A pair of guardians finished a pass through this area and cleared it for our run.”

  “Is this why you chose to come here?”

  “Yup. I don’t want to put anyone in further danger.”

  “I know. Being cautious since I’m not at full strength and we’re going without the guns.”

  “We’ll be okay. Gage knows we’re here.”

  “Okay.” Etienne stretched his shoulder.

  “Let’s get undressed and get our fur on,” Isaac said, and his hands went to his jeans.

  Kate pulled in one side of her lower lip to nibble on the skin. Naked. Males. Shift. Though she’d seen them naked multiple times, there was always something about watching her males get naked in front of her. It did all kinds of delicious things to her body.

  Etienne touched her shoulder and pointed to the bathroom door. “Head over there, Kate, we’ll kee
p our backs turned.” He unbuttoned his shirt.

  “Why on earth would you turn when you’ve seen everything about me? As long as no one else is around us, I don’t need to be modest.” Kate placed her hands on the hem and yanked the shirt over her head. A lacy peach bra covered her breasts from them.

  “Umm. Stunning,” Isaac said.

  “As always, you’re beautiful, Katie-cat. I do like the lingerie choice today,” Etienne said.

  “Do your panties match like with the other sets?”

  Etienne elbowed his partner.

  “What? Simple male question.”

  Kate laughed at Isaac’s sometimes bawdy sense of humor and his inability to shut off his mouth. Finding bravery in their appreciation, she did a silly, sexy dance. Her hands went to the fastening of her pants and shoved them past her hips with a gentle roll. “As you two may have figured out, I love having matching lingerie, about as much as new Manolos,” she said.

  “So, if we ever screw up, a gift of lingerie would help smooth the way?” Etienne asked.

  “It would be a good start,” she said.

  “Dance, baby, dance,” Isaac said with a hip wiggle. “Oooh. I see a flash of a sexy peach thong.”

  Etienne tossed his shirt at their partner. “You’re irrepressible, you know. Do you have a shut-off valve?”

  Catching the shirt in mid-toss, Isaac sent it toward the wall of tubs to fall on top. “Nope. What you see is what you get, honey boy. I’m a sexy hubba hubba of a kitty.” Isaac did another slow bump and thrust of his hips.

  “Sweet dark moon, help us,” Etienne murmured.

  “Sweet Goddess, have mercy,” Kate said as Isaac continued his bump and grind.

  “All he needs is a damn pole. Crap,” Etienne said, dragging a hand down his face. “I didn’t want to give him any more bright ideas.”

  Isaac performed his playful sexy striptease until he was bare-assed naked. When he turned for another wiggle of his ass, Etienne smacked him.

  “Oooh.” Isaac jumped and placed a hand on his ass. “Hit me again, honey boy. I like it.”

  “I don’t think he got the reason behind the smack,” Kate said.

  “Nope, I likey,” Isaac said. “Smack me again, baby. Go on, one more time.” He wiggled his ass at Etienne.

  “Now he’s trying to be a pop singer. Save my ears,” Etienne said.

  Kate laughed hard at Isaac’s antics and humming to the old song.

  In a breathless movement, Isaac winked and leapt toward the door. Within mid-leap, he shifted to a black leopard. When he landed, he shook himself from whiskers to tail. He gave them another flick of his tail.

  “Why you little shit!” Etienne kicked down his pants and controlled his shift unlike Isaac’s effortless one into a larger black jaguar. Landing on his paws, he lifted one and gave Isaac’s ass a swipe.

  Kate enjoyed how the powerful jaguars jumped, rolled, and pounced on each other in a playful fight. “Watch your shoulder, Etienne.”

  The jaguar rolled away, chuffed, and strolled toward her. He prowled around her bare legs, his tail whipped her skin, and he nuzzled her with his whiskered cheek.

  Kate caressed the thick soft fur. She scratched behind his ears until his chuff turned to a rolling purr. After she got head bumped on the back of her legs, she found the other jaguar snuck up and demanded attention. With a chuckle, she scratched his ears.

  Both jaguars brushed against her legs and strolled back outside with tails held high. They sat and looked at her, ears flicking in feline question.

  She flicked open the bra, let it slide off her shoulders, and flung it aside. The thong followed to fall on the pile. She raced toward them and leapt into the air. Her slender body transformed into a small, stocky feline with shorter legs, a long tail, and large triangle ears. Against the pale, sandy-yellow-colored fur, she had visible bands of white on her chin and belly. There was a pair of black bands on both forelegs below the shoulders and several black bands on her tail. Reddish-black markings ran from the corners of her eyes and across her cheeks. Unlike the regular jaguars, she had faint rosette patterns. She was a couple of feet smaller than them and six inches shorter.

  After she pranced between them, brushing nose to tail, she danced a few paces in the dirt and grass. The territory was different from the endless desert. She rolled in a warm patch of grass. Shaking herself from whiskers to tail, she lifted a paw to lick it, cleaning the pads and toes. After grooming, she shook again, dropped her front to the ground, and clawed at the ground. She shifted her weight forward, stretching one leg and the other. She flicked her tail in both males’ faces and raced away. Used to the shifting sand, it took her a few leaps to realize her footing on this ground.

  Looking over her shoulder, she made vocalizations similar to house cats. She invited them to a chase. She lowered, twitched her tail, and made playful barking calls. With chuffs from the males, she raced away. A glance over her shoulder showed them leaping away from the cabin and taking up chase.

  Ahead of the pursuing males, Kate caught a scent she didn’t expect, but had never given up hope to find. She skittered and skidded. Her ears flicked as she listened to the forest. She skulked, nose down, until she circled and found the scent. A marking so brief and faint, but it was there.

  My sister. Here. Alive.

  She sniffed again to make certain. She gave a sharp barking sound to the males who were too slow for this precious moment.

  Within seconds, the males bounded over the fallen logs. In a comical fashion, they skidded to a stop on their butts. The larger one got to his paws, shook his head, snapped at the smaller cat, and chuffed to Kate.

  Tired of their antics, she snarled at them to stop. She circled around the marker scent, sat, and chuffed back.

  The larger one tilted his head, stepped over with care, and sniffed until he caught the scent she wanted him to find. He flicked his ears and chuffed to the other cat. In answer, he sniffed and left to find a track. They watched him disappear over a large rock and the edge of a disappearing path.

  With an anxious mewl, Kate paced again. Though she wanted to follow, she didn’t know the territory. She let Etienne move closer, nuzzle, and lick her face. When he lay down, she curled against him, staring at the spot where she smelled her sister.

  Chapter 25

  After Isaac returned, having lost the trail deeper into the forest, they raced back to the cabin, shifted, and pulled on their clothes. Etienne worried about Kate when they saw how she paced, mumbled to herself, and nibbled on her fingers and lip.

  “It was her scent. Naira! She’s here. Or she was here within the last week. We found her.”

  Etienne tried to move to stop her, but she broke away. “We don’t know what we found, Kate. She could have been taken away.”

  “Naira must be here. She needs to be here.” She waved a hand to insist on it. “How far did the trail go?”

  Isaac rubbed the back of his neck. “About another four klicks out toward the rogues’ known areas. I found one or two additional marks. Anything else was covered.”

  “Could these rogues have her? They stole her.”

  “It could be them. Again, we don’t know what we found,” Isaac said.

  “We can’t take an unexpected chance until we know. I suggest we return to town and speak with the others,” Etienne said as he placed a hand to her back.

  “We need to go,” she said and spun to head out the door.

  “I’m worried about her,” Isaac whispered. “This could take her over the edge.”

  “I know,” Etienne said, kissing him, and they caught up to Kate.

  Together, they ran to town. As they drew closer, they heard cheers and music rising near the clinic. They skidded to a halt on the far side.

  “What on earth?” Etienne blinked and looked around.

  “This is new,” Isaac said.

  Most of the clan gathered in front of the clinic doors. Sebastian and Raphael stood on the steps, holding glasses high in their hand
s.

  “With blessings from our beloved Goddess, yesterday afternoon we welcomed our adorable quadruplets. Praise and love goes to our gorgeous mate, Hillary, on this spectacular birthing of two precocious boys and two charming girls. Cheers to Hillary and our quads!” Sebastian raised the glass as he finished the toast.

  The rest of the clan cheered, most lifting glasses or bottles. Glass clinked in various tones before everyone drank.

  “Crank up the music and start this celebration,” Raphael called out.

  Off to the far side, music drifted over the gathering, enhanced with the clans’ ancient drums, flutes, and violins. In the center, couples, families, and youngsters danced.

  “This is unexpected,” Etienne said.

  “First time I’ve seen the clan create something like this. Coming from Sebastian and Raphael, I figured they would change things. They founded the courtship law and created a triad,” Isaac said.

  “We need to find everyone,” Kate said. “It was my sister’s scent.” She kept repeating those words.

  “We’ll find them. Isaac, head over there and search for Collin, Luca, and Alex,” Etienne said and pointed toward the clinic. “They’ll be somewhere near the doors. Kate and I will go the other way and find her brothers. We’ll meet at the Center.”

  “Good plan. Take care in the crowd,” Isaac said and kissed them. He moved through the crowd, dancing and twirling to get past people, accepting drinks and goofing off.

  After they watched Isaac twirl a female before disappearing, Etienne muttered. He took hold of Kate’s hand, kissed her fingers, and headed in the opposite direction.

  “He is crazy, isn’t he?” Kate said.

  “Complete goofball certified,” Etienne said with a wink. “He’s a wonder to have in your corner and loyal to a fault.”

  Kate squeezed his fingers. “How are we going to find my brothers in this crowd?”

  “Where do you think they’ll be?”

  “They’ll either be with the guardians or with Alex. They don’t know anyone else.”

  “We need to look for them there. Most guardians are over six feet in height and stand out. Except for our boy, he’s one of the shortest.” He slid through a group and moved her hands to his shirt. “Hang on. I don’t want to lose you.”