Dedicated: MF Priest and Single Mother

by Clara Jenkins

  Richard looked at me, tilting my chin up and staring into my eyes.

  “Are you sure about this?” he asked me.

  I blushed, pausing for a moment before I nodded. “Yes. I’m sure,” I said.

  He then moved closer, pressing his lips to my own and then holding them there. I looked at him, shocked about how I was feeling, and I knew that I was in heaven. I started to kiss the other man back, loving the way that it felt. I also started to moan slightly, feeling the need within me as he kissed me back. For a brief moment, I did feel like I was in heaven, and then he pulled away.

  Spencer then swooped in, pressing his lips to my own. It was a chaste kiss, but a kiss that I loved nonetheless. I began to moan against his own lips as well, when he pulled away, looking into my eyes.

  “Are you sure about this?” he said.

  “I’m damn sure about this,” I finally said, the conviction in my mind, and on my lips obvious to what my body desired.

  They wasted no time, I felt them both pull me up, carrying me bridal-style over to the bedroom. When I got there, they pushed me down on the bed, the softness of the cushions meeting my back. I sighed in happiness, feeling the anticipation in my body as the two of them inched closer. I began to moan, aching for more, and that was when I felt my entire body submit to them, the excitement, the need, everything within me coming forward, making me feel nothing more than an innate desire to be fulfilled by both of these men.

  Chapter 8

  I felt my body almost sink into the soft cushions as I felt Richard press his strong lips to mine. They were dominating, controlling. I began to relish in this feeling, kissing him back without any bounds. It was arousing, almost like a drug for me. As he kissed me back, I began to feel myself almost melting against his lips. It was so perfect for me, a perfection that even I didn’t know how to combat, but one that I thoroughly enjoyed nonetheless. He soon pressed his tongue against the tip of my mouth, causing me to tense for a brief moment. I wasn’t used to this sort of thing, but after slight prodding, I opened my lips a bit wider, allowing him to move inside. His tongue explored my cavern, causing me to whimper against him, and he almost smiled as he did this. His tongue teased the tip of mine, causing almost sparks to fly through my body, a feeling of wanting more. The way he kissed me seemed like a dream come true, and for me, I wanted nothing more than for this to continue happening, however long it might be.

  He proceeded to pull away, a trail of spit starting to connect our mouths together. I began to flush, but then, Spencer reached in, pressing his lips to my own. He wasn’t as dominant as Richard, and it was obvious that this was still going to arouse me. His lips pressed harder against mine, his tongue barely coming out and touching the edge of my own. I began to moan, arching my back as I felt the other man’s lips almost intoxicate me with the touch. It was so perfect, so damn amazing that I wanted nothing more than for this to just overtake me forever and ever. He pushed his legs against my pubic area, rubbing there, and I let out a small gasp, my body acting almost on instinct as he did this.

  They pulled away, looking at me as their hands trailed up my curves. Richard looked at me, as if to ask if I was okay with going further. I simply nodded, gasping slightly as I felt their lips move down my neck. The smallest touches were almost too much for me, little presses of their lips against my delicate skin. I began to moan, groaning as I bucked my hips, the need within me growing stronger. I felt one of them bite down on the flesh there, causing me to cry out suddenly. It hurt, but it also felt really good, so I couldn’t totally complain. He then sucked on the flesh there, leaving a mark as he pulled away. I began to feel Spencer do the same thing, and soon, I blushed, knowing the mark would be there tomorrow. I indulged in that feeling though, knowing this would be a sign of our time together.

  They moved down my body, proceeding to do the same thing all over my neck and collar until they got to the hem of my shirt. Richard looked at Spencer, and soon, they both pulled at the hem, pushing it over my head. I began to groan, aching for them as they continued to let their hands move up my body, cupping my breasts through the fabric of my bra. I moaned, my body practically begging for them to continue this, and soon, they started smiling, letting their hands caress the orbs, loving the way that I sounded as a result of these actions. I was in heaven, my own personal heaven with both of these men. I knew I didn’t have the largest breasts in the world, but it seemed they sufficed for both of these men.

  Richard’s hands moved to the back of my bra, undoing the clasp like a professional. I gasped, feeling the garment tumble down, trying my hardest to cover myself with my arms. However, Richard gave me a look, pushing my arms to the side, exposing me completely to his eyes. I began to flush, knowing that this wasn’t what I was normally used to. However, he soon pressed his lips to one of the nipples, capturing it between his teeth and sucking on it. I suddenly stiffened, feeling the sudden wave of arousal as he did this. I moaned, aching for more as he continued to do this. He sucked a bit harder, making me groan out in need and a desire for something so much more. I felt Spencer move towards the other nipple, giving me a playful grin as he pushed his lips against the tip of that one, sucking on the very edge of the nipple, making me moan out loud and in anticipation. I began to shiver, the excitement of the moment making me feel like I was going insane. For a long time, I felt like this moment would last forever, but then, they pulled back, looking at me with a smile on their face.

  “Do you want to go further?” Richard asked, his hands right near the heat of my womanhood. I could feel the aching in my pussy for them to take me, to completely overwhelm me and make me feel the need in my body. I began to shiver, moaning out loud as I nodded.

  “Please,” I said. I was breathless, and they hadn’t even taken me yet. However, I knew it was time.

  They skirted their hands down my taut stomach, doing away with their pants and Spencer’s shirt. Their lips were right over each of my hipbones, lightly caressing it with their lips. I began to groan, the excitement in my mind almost overwhelming me. soon, they pushed their hands to my pants, with Spencer awkwardly undoing the fly and zipper. Once it was off, I felt their hands skirt them and my panties off my body, revealing my pinked womanhood.

  I was dripping wet already, and they both noticed it, smiling warmly. It was then when I felt Spencer move his lips to my clit, pressing against the very tip of it and letting his tongue work against the nub. I gasped, moaning in anticipation as I bucked my hips, loving the way that it felt. He then started to suck on the flesh there, while I felt Richard pressing his finger against my entrance.

  It was tight, that was for sure. Richard looked at me, noticing the slight discomfort.

  “Are you a virgin?” he asked, slightly surprised by this.

  I blushed, but then I nodded. “Yeah. Is that bad?” I asked.

  “Not at all. Just surprised me considering how tight you were. Don’t worry, I’ll take it slow. But I think I’ll be the only one inside of you tonight. Unless you want to try another place,” he said with a bit of an excited glance.

  I looked at him, understanding. “I have another idea,” I said with an impish glance.

  “Good,” he said, that same sparkle in his eyes that seemed to warm my heart right there. He then moved his hands against my pussy, pressing two digits into there and letting his fingers slide in. I began to moan, aching for more as I started to feel his hands spread me out. Meanwhile, Spencer started to move his lips a bit firmer against there, and that was when I began to shiver, aching for more from both of them. They were so perfect in their movements, each of them using the exact sort of pressure to make me feel good, accommodating for the lack of experience.

  That’s when I felt Richard press against a place inside of me that caused me to shriek, making my walls tighten and my body almost go limp. I don’t know what it was, but the throes of my climax completely overwhelmed me, making me shiver with anticipation, and in all honesty, I began to want more. I felt it complete
ly overtake me, making me feel like I was the queen of the world, the excitement of it almost causing an urge within me to rise, a need for something more.

  I felt him pull away, looking at me with a smile on his face. He then licked his fingers, an erotic sight that had my going once more. He then spread my legs, looking at me with a glance making sure that I wanted this.

  “Yes,” I said.

  He understood immediately. He took off his boxers, causing me to see his member. It was bigger than I imagined! I mean I knew he was big, but damn. However, he understood the slight worry in my eyes, grasping a bit of lube and coating his cock with it.

  “Just to make it easier the first time,” he explained.

  I nodded, feeling both excited for this, but also utterly nervous. He then spread my legs, looking deep into my eyes as he pressed against my entrance. He then pushed into me, and that’s when I felt it.

  The pain of being split open was the only thing I could think about, and soon, I screamed out loud, feeling unsure of if I could take this or not. However, after the initial shock of it all, the pain slowly dissipated, leaving me breathless for but a moment. He then pushed himself further into me, causing me to shiver and cry out loud in anticipation and need. He pushed in and out of me without any second thoughts, the pain of it all slowly morphing into pleasure. I loved this, and I knew that he did as well.

  It was then when I felt my hands move somewhere else. Spencer was right near me, and soon, I grasped his boxers, pulling them down to reveal his aching erection. It was slightly smaller than Richard’s but he certainly had quite the girth. I opened my mouth, tentatively licking the tip of it, causing the young man to let out a shudder of excitement and desire. I began to press my lips against it harder, sucking on the very tip of his cock, loving the sounds that Spencer made. I then pushed it further and further down my throat, moving in tandem with the motions that Richard made. I then felt Richard press in deeper and deeper, causing me to let out a series of cries against his cock. It was then when I felt it slip down my throat, causing me to almost gag on it. But I persisted, trying to quell the gag reflex in my body as I started to move my lips up and down against this. I loved this, way more than I imagined that I would.

  For a long time, it was like this, until I felt Richard hit that spot again, causing me to scream against Spencer’s cock. He continued to do so, almost making sure he pounded that area with his hardened member. It was then when I tensed up, screamed out loud, lost my mind and that was when I felt the feeling come before me once more.

  The passion of my climax, the need for him, all of this, completely overwhelmed me. I felt the cock in my mouth hit the back of my throat, making me gag slightly, but then, I felt Spencer stop. His cock throbbed once more against the roof of my mouth before I felt his release enter into there. It was a bit bitter, but it didn’t taste too terrible. I swallowed it, looking at him with dilated eyes. It was then when I felt that area get pushed against once more, my back arching and my eyes going white as I felt my orgasm seep through my body. Richard pushed as deep as he could into me, releasing himself into me. I loved the warmth of it, the feeling of this man claiming me as his, of both of them doing that, and soon, before I knew it, they pulled away, looking at me with smiles on their faces.

  “Did you like that?” Spencer asked.

  “Yeah. That was amazing. And something I want to try again,” I told them.

  Richard moved in closer, giving me a kiss on the lips. “Well we certainly will. You’re our mate, someone we’ve fallen for, and someone we want to cherish and make sure is kept safe,” he told me with a grin on my face.

  I felt the same way, giving him a smile as I looked into his eyes. “That makes two of us then,” I said.

  I gave each of them a kiss, indulging in the warmth of it, loving the way the two of them felt against me. I knew that I wasn’t going to leave this place. I wanted to be with both of these shifters, two men that changed me for the better. I was ready to face whatever challenges would come along the way.

  Fortunately, my editor was not pissed about my findings. They were disappointed, but they seemed to almost understand. I was able to work with them as a nature photographer still, doing more remote work here at the mansion. It was honestly the perfect job, and I still got paid enough to have fun in life and not rely on others.

  Both of these men were perfect, simply and utterly perfect. I loved how they felt against me every single night as we cuddled together, the feelings that both of these men made me feel almost every single day. In a strange way, it was perfect, a perfect sort of situation. I knew that it was going to last, and that our relationship, the feelings we both shared, all of this, weren’t going to go away.

  I did take time to learn more about the land they protected. As guardians, they seemed to have a lot of responsibilities. I did help them, since I was their mate and all. After a while, I did want to become a shifter as well, but I knew that would be something to look forward to in the future.

  For now, I was happy. It was the first time I’ve ever truly felt happy. Sure, work was great and I enjoyed doing it, but when it came to relationships, this was a novelty for myself, something completely new and almost shocking in a way. I wanted to experience this way more, to feel these emotions and feelings as much as I could. That’s why I stayed, and it’s why I did what I did.

  Spencer and Richard took care of me, and despite having a job and working for my own money, they still spoiled me. Which was fine, but I also did the same for him. It was the first time I had ever fallen for two people like this, and while it was strange, I didn’t mind the result of these actions, that’s for sure.

  The forest stayed safe because of these two, the two guardian wolves that would protect this place. I was happy to have them in my life, to have these two here to not only protect the place itself, but also me as well. It was a happiness that I learned to love and enjoy, a happiness that seemed to almost change me, and I knew that it was something that I wouldn’t forget something I wouldn’t take for granted, and something that I would keep at the helm of my heart for a long time, no matter what would happen next and the stakes that would be raised.

  THE END

  Bonus 15 of 20

  Finding Him

  Description

  Kayley is a nurse at a military hospital. While she is happy, she always feels like something was missing. Given the strenuous nature of her job, it is often hard to get out, let alone not see death. When she’s tasked to take care of a new patient, she finds out that it’s not only her best friend from high school, but also her new stepbrother.

  Kayley is shocked, but what shocks her even more is how nothing has changed. They love each other still, and the need for each other is obvious. However, Kayley is scared of letting him in because she knows it could spell trouble. But when she does, she realizes what she’s missing.

  Kayley wants to stay with him, to be with the man she’s loved, but of course, that would mean leaving the hospital. Could she do it? Could she find a better place that allows her to stay with the one person she cares about more than anything else?

  Chapter 1

  “Nurse, we have another patient,” a voice over the intercom said.

  “Oh Christ, not another one,” Kayley said. She immediately gathered her kit, heading over to the wing of the makeshift hospital. Being a nurse in one of the largest military hospitals was never easy. Although she was still pretty young, at about 28 years old, seeing all of the bloodshed that she did took a lot out of her. Sometimes, the memories would make her stay awake late at night, causing her to not sleep well at all and come in ragged the next day. She would love to transfer, but the job is so good and pays so well that she doesn’t have a reason to, at least not yet. She hoped there would eventually be a way out of this especially since she hated seeing guys with half blown-off heads come in.

  This hospital had received some of the worst cases. These were the men that were either critically injured, or who had
no hopes of fighting once again. She’d seen men with no arms, legs, sometimes blind, and sometimes they had to perform skin grafts just to keep them alive. It scared her every time she thought about this, knowing that they might never be able to have a normal life again.

  She wondered who this patient might be. Would it be someone who had seen a whole boatload of combat, only to be hit by a luckless bullet? Or would it be someone that managed to step on a mine, getting injured in the process? Most of the time, that was the type of wounds that she saw, but when she got to the door, she read the status of the patient.

  This one fell, breaking his leg in multiple places, and even managed to bruise a few ribs. Jesus. What the hell happened? She began to wonder, but that’s when she saw the name.

  “Norman Thompson,” she said to herself. Where the hell was that name from? Why was it so familiar? She began to think about it, for she knew that she may have seen him somewhere before.

  That’s right. This was a guy that she knew in high school. She remembered him. She was best friends with the guy for the longest time. She remembered that her mother married a man with the last name of Thompson recently, and she began to wonder about that.

  “Oh my gosh,” she said. She started to realize that she’d be taking care of him. She didn’t want to screw this up, that’s for sure. She remembered Norman, and how nice of a man he was. She remembered how strong, caring, and even how romantic he was. The two of them did have a small fling back in high school, but it was nothing more than a few kisses and a blowjob here and there. The two of them were close friends, but she began to wonder how this closeness would start to translate as she got to him. She knew that as a nurse, she would need to keep an air of professionalism, but she wondered just how long she could keep this up.

  She opened the door, seeing him there and soon, she started to flush. Norman and she looked at each other for a long time, neither of them sure of what to say.