Obsessed with Fur [3xtasy Lake 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Corinne Davies

  Of course, now that she was living her own life, she would have to get used to instigating things. She wasn’t going to stand around and wait for things to happen. She would make them happen, and then walk away when she was finished.

  Since they were here it was obvious that they knew about most of the town’s dual personality. Did Jelani recognize her in this form? Probably not, but as much as she wanted to share that part of her, she couldn’t. If she was to stay in control of her own life then she was going to have to keep herself locked away from harm. She watched him from the forest’s edge and knew that he wasn’t sleeping all that well. He had paced circles around the living room before standing against the window’s edge and looking out into the night. His pain-filled gaze had arrowed straight to her heart. Could she alleviate some of the shadows in their eyes and still keep herself safe?

  Fine, if I need to make the first move, then that is what I’ll do. “I’ll see you guys later, okay? I’m going to go for a walk.” She glanced up at each Bennett. “Would you both like to join me?”

  “Yes,” Jelani and Marcario replied simultaneously.

  Marcario grabbed one hand and Jelani the other and they headed to the doors. She glanced back at Carol, who gave her two thumbs up. Sloan grinned and Jaxon looked as though he wasn’t certain if he should let her go with them. She wasn’t worried, because Carol wouldn’t let him intervene.

  Jelani held the door open and she stepped out into the dark night. The moon shone high in the sky and the temperature felt as if it had warmed up a bit even though it was still cold. Jelani’s hands were in his pockets and when he grasped hers it felt so incredibly warm. A faint memory tugged at her, and she laughed.

  “Jelani do you have those hand warmers in your pockets again?”

  He laughed, “Yes, and I have them in my boots, too. It’s too damn cold in the winter.”

  “He can’t sleep unless he’s curled up into an electric blanket, either.”

  “Does the cold bother you?”

  “No, not really and not as much as Jelani.” Marcario looked up at the clear, star-studded sky “It’s a beautiful night out. I bet the sun melts a bunch of this snow over the next few days.”

  “How long are you both here for?” There, it was out. As much as she wanted to deny what the deepest part of her soul felt, she had to know how long they had together.

  “A couple weeks I guess, unless we get a call sooner.” Marcario unconsciously rubbed the muscles in his upper arm.

  She nodded at his shoulder. “Can you go with that kind of injury?”

  “It’s pretty much healed up,” Marcario answered. “I want to get back to doing something. I had a lot of fun today, and I’m not feeling as bad as I expected.”

  Jessica nodded, but inside her heart receded behind that great wall of steel and broken dreams. She was only going to get a couple weeks with them. That’s all? No, it was a good thing. This way she could move on with her life. Be the independent woman she used to be. The old Jessica was still healing, but she was back, and there was no way she would put herself in danger again.

  “What about you, Jess?” Jelani ran his fingers through the hair that framed her face.

  “What do you mean?”

  “How are you healing?” Marcario stepped up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Instead of fear, she felt an overwhelming urge to give in to these deeper feelings. She could, but the trick would be to make certain her heart stayed out of it.

  “I’m fine,” she replied. “It took a while to get back to myself but I’ve learned some valuable lessons.”

  Jelani frowned slightly at her. “No lesson you learned from him would be worth knowing.”

  “I disagree. I learned not to give myself over to another person and give them everything I have. That’s not love, that’s ownership, and all I have is an empty shell.”

  “But what if they give you everything in return and fill up that hole?” Jelani looked so sincere. That kind of stuff worked in romance novels, not in real life.

  “It doesn’t work like that,” she replied.

  “It should. You need to be spoiled and protected and allowed to explore what you want in life without fear of losing yourself.”

  “Is that why you both are still living the life you do?”

  She could feel the warmth coming off Marcario from where he stood behind her. His words brushed against her ear like a warm caress. “Perhaps, but we know what we want out of life. Neither of us is interested in stealing it from someone else.”

  Jelani’s thumb stroked her lower lip and Marcario’s hands slipped down her back to rest on her hips. “You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”

  “You remember the old me.”

  “You’re still you, Jessica. You have a glowing spirit, are brave and courageous.”

  “I’m not brave.”

  “Really? You don’t think leaving that jerk in Toronto was brave?” Jelani looked at her as if she was crazy. Maybe she was, because she knew that they could shatter her heart and she wasn’t running away.

  “Do you know now many times we see women stay in those situations? You knew what you didn’t want and got out before he destroyed you completely.” Marcario lightly squeezed her hips as he spoke.

  Jelani gently turned her attention back to him by cupping her cheek with his hand. “He should have worshiped the ground you walk on instead of making you turn yourself into something that usually only Photoshop can obtain.” The sincerity in his expression tugged at her heart. They would take care of her, she knew that, but then who would take care of the rest of the world?

  “Although, I wouldn’t have minded if you dressed up as Linda Hamilton.” She looked up over her shoulder at Marcario. He wiggled his eyebrows and grinned. The silliness of the gesture made her laugh and helped her regain some control over her emotions.

  “I am far away from that kind of conditioning. You would be shocked at how bad I look now.”

  “Bullshit.” Marcario frowned down at her. “You’re physical features might have changed, but I still see the beauty in your eyes. I watched you today as you played with Lulu and Willow. You were throwing snowballs at the dogs….wait.” Comprehension dawned in his gaze as he spoke. They must have only learned of the shifters very recently.

  “Yes, those weren’t dogs, and I wouldn’t call them that. Those were wolves who recently were promoted to Guardian status.”

  “What’s that?” Jelani asked.

  “Like our police force, only we don’t slap criminals on the wrist. That’s why I didn’t tell Gordon right away what had happened with me. I wanted to get away from Geoff, not have him fed into a wood chipper and spread over the lake.”

  “Effective, if a bit disgusting, and you are good at changing the subject.” Marcario gently squeezed her hips again.

  She looked around and they were alone. She could hear the music and laughter from the pavilion. The forest around them teemed with life and rustled around. There was no way that that Geoff could get near here. The wolves all knew his scent thanks to the gift he left at the office.

  “Vencel mentioned that your brother is a Guardian, right?”

  “Yes, Daniel’s in British Columbia. Gordon’s oldest daughter is married to a shifter out there, so when someone is chosen as a Guardian, they are sent to the other pack for training.”

  “That sounds medieval.”

  “There was a similar foster system used then, but we don’t abuse the men and women who come to stay here. You know how there are always jokes about how it’s easier to teach a stranger something than your own children? Kind of the same philosophy. Sometimes after training they go home, and sometimes they stay on. It helps to keep the genetic pool a bit more diverse. Not that we have that problem up here. In some countries, they are inbreeding themselves into extinction.”

  Jelani leaned forward and captured her lips with his own. The unexpectedness of the contact sent a white-hot bolt of desire through her. It w
as as if all her best intentions went right out the window.

  “What was that for?”

  Jelani pressed a quick kiss against her lips again and then stepped back. “I was getting nervous and didn’t want to wait any longer. I’ve been waiting months for that kiss, and it was more than I ever imagined.”

  Marcario wrapped his arms around her and pressed his face into the crook of her neck. She laughed lightly at the ticklish feeling of his breath on her sensitive skin. “I love to see you smile,” he murmured, and wrapped his hand over her jaw, supporting her face as he kissed her from a different angle.

  She twisted in his embrace and pressed her body against his, needing to feel more. They were both tall, but not so tall that she couldn’t go up on her tiptoes and fit perfectly against him. Marcario was all tightly compacted muscles, and she let her hands rest on his chest.

  Jelani stepped up behind her and blocked the cool breeze from her back. His incredibly warm hands slid under her jacket and rested against the T-shirt she wore under her hoodie. “Bet you’re glad my hands are warm now.”

  She giggled against Marcario’s lips and he lifted his head, grinning down at her. “You really are perfect. You know that?”

  “Let’s go somewhere warm. It’s cold out here,” Jelani whispered into her ear.

  “We could go back into the pavilion?”

  Jelani nuzzled her neck and pressed a kiss to the sensitive skin below her ear. His words vibrated against her skin. “No, not for what we have in mind.”

  “Come home with us, Jess. You have to feel what we’re feeling.”

  She did feel it. Right down to a cellular level. Why not go for it? One night to remember after they left, and she knew they would leave eventually. No blinders for this girl. She was going in open-eyed and ready to protect her heart at all costs. Brenna was right. She didn’t have to be a slave to the urge to mate. She was going to enjoy these two and take it from there for as long as she had them.

  Both of them grabbed a hand and headed to their truck. She expected them to be all over her as soon as they got in the vehicle. They kept up a steady stream of chitchat that was driving her insane. She didn’t want to talk to them. She wanted to have sex. Lots of incredible sex that she instinctively knew would be the best of her life. And then she would let them go. No thinking about that right now. She half expected the drive to be uncomfortable, considering they all knew what they were about to do together. Her heart pounded against her chest and she fought the urge to crawl across Jelani’s lap and get this party started. There was something to be said for anticipation. If she was only going to allow herself a single night with them, she wanted the best of it all.

  The cold air did a great job of banking the heat that steadily built inside her. Jelani clasped her hand in his as they walked up to the front door.

  “Isn’t this Vencel’s practice house?”

  That made both of them laugh. “Yes, whenever he wants to try out a new eco solution, he tests it here first to see how effective it is.”

  “I was here briefly when he was first building it, but I hadn’t seen it finished.” She glanced around the large, open first floor. Other than a few support pillars here and there, it was completely open. And that was all she saw.

  “Yes, yes the house is very interesting, but I don’t want to talk about that now.” The moment Jelani got her in the door, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her with a thought-scattering intensity. Those carefully banked embers leapt into flame inside of her, as heat poured along her senses. His lips were as soft as silk, but strong enough not to feel feminine. His hands slid down her sides and around her ass. Grabbing handfuls of her ass, he lifted her up and she immediately wrapped her legs around his hips. He pressed his hips against her and she felt an impressive erection against her pussy. She dropped her head back against the wall as the pressure almost stole her breath.

  “Oh god, that feels good.” He rotated his hips against her and Jessica almost came from the intensity of it all. Sex with Geoff had been as exciting as year-end accounting compared to this moment.

  “I’ve been waiting months to get my hands on you.”

  “Months?”

  “You have no idea how many times I have thought of those sexy moans you make in your sleep.”

  Jessica acutely remembered the dream she’d had that day. The exquisite feel of their hands on her skin, the way her body ached for both their touch. But only Jelani was touching her now.

  Fear hit her system like a snowball. Did she do something to insult him? She opened her eyes wondering where Marcario had gone. A panicked scan of the foyer revealed him standing against the opposite wall, watching them. One hand pressed between his body and the wall and he rubbed the large bulge in his pants with the other. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m still here, too.”

  “I’m sorry.” The words fell from her lips before she could stop them.

  Jelani nibbled on the side of her neck and he pressed against her pussy again, swiveling his hips right against her clit, sending another blast of pleasure along her limbs. “Don’t apologize, babe. You’ve done nothing wrong. Marcario likes to watch. He’ll be all over you as soon as I move.”

  Her gaze met Marcario’s and he winked at her. “Take your time. I could watch her all night.”

  “He’ll never last that long,” Jelani whispered into her ear and she smiled.

  “You make her smile like that again, and I won’t be able to get my cock out of my pants quick enough.”

  “I’d take that as a challenge, Jessica.”

  She didn’t have a chance to respond because his fingers danced along her ribcage, making her laugh and wriggle against him. He caught a particularly sensitive spot and she squealed and jumped in his arms. A split second later Marcario was next to her, his fingers tangled in her hair. He held her head as he plundered her mouth and wrapped his other hand around her breast. Jelani lifted her up a tad higher so he could press his bulging cock against her cunt.

  The fabric between them frustrated the hell out of her. She wanted to feel their skin rasp against hers and smell their combined scents. She tried to move her head back to demand more but Marcario kept her in place. She always felt trapped when Geoff acted high-handed like this. But being caught between Jelani and Marcario, she felt as if she’d been created to be right here right now.

  The demand for oxygen separated them, but not before Marcario nipped her lower lip. “Fuck, you are incredible. I want these clothes off you.”

  “I couldn’t agree more.” Jelani lifted her up over his shoulder as if she didn’t weigh anything at all. He started walking down the hall and she spoke

  “What are you, a caveman?”

  “I think that is an accurate description of how we are feeling right now. Be thankful he’s considerate enough to take you somewhere soft. I would have fucked you against the wall.”

  “You think so, huh?” She didn’t understand the need to push at him, but she wasn’t going to give in that easy. Part of her wanted him to fight for the right to claim her. I would have let him, though.

  Jelani smacked her upturned ass, sending a wave of heat and need straight to her aching clit. “Watch it, babe, or you’ll find yourself tied up before you know it.”

  Marcario groaned and rubbed at the bulge in his pants as he walked. “Don’t say things like that.”

  She felt the world tilt and her back landed on a soft mattress. She popped back up and started pulling of her clothes as fast as they were. Pieces of clothing landed all over the room. Marcario finished first and grabbed her legs, sliding her down the bed until she sat at the edge. He pressed her knees apart as Jelani circled the room, turning on a light on each side of the bed.

  Feeling exposed, she tried to fight against Marcario’s silent demand, but he wasn’t letting her get away with it. “Don’t try to hide from me, Jess. He wasn’t kidding. I’ll tie you down if I have to.”

  “You wouldn’t.”

  “Oh, yes, he
would in a heartbeat. We didn’t expect this tonight, or I guarantee he would have had all his ropes out and ready for you.”

  The idea of that intrigued her, and she felt a warm rush of moisture flood her entrance.

  “Look at how wet that made her.” Marcario used his shoulders to keep her legs open and slipped a couple fingers over her drenched pussy lips. “You’re a woman after my own heart.”

  Jessica tried to remind herself that this was one night. Not forever. But already her heart was thinking of forever.

  “You have him now, Jessica.”

  “What about you?” That crazy impulse inside her had her asking before she could stop herself.

  “Babe, you had me the moment I recognized you.”

  Marcario took that distracted moment to open her with his fingers and run his tongue boldly over her. She felt as though a white-hot flame ran from his tongue to every nerve ending in her body. She collapsed back onto her elbows. Her hips arched up toward the incredible sensations Marcario created.

  “That’s what you needed, huh?” Jelani moved behind her and she leaned back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her chest and cupped her breasts with his hands. “Your skin is so soft, you feel like silk.” He ran his fingers along the sensitive underside of her breasts, making little bumps rise along her skin. Marcario swirled his tongue around her cleft, titillating the bundle of nerves with sultry precision.

  She reached down and gripped his hair as her hips jerked against his face. Breathing seemed inconsequential compared to the incredible sensations that were rocketing around her body. With her free hand she gripped Jelani’s thigh next to her. A small voice warned her that she was being selfish and she should be reciprocating by now. But she squashed that irritation and selfishly concentrated on the wildfire they were encouraging inside her.

  “You’re our own goddess, Jessica. I want to take a picture of you like this one day, and you can see what I do.” He rolled his fingers over her nipples, playing with the sensitive nubs. “I want you to promise you will come hard for us, Jessica. Don’t hold anything back.”