Shifter's Delight

by Lacey Thorn

  “No worry or fear here,” Micah said. “When Merced placed his hands on me, over yours. When you brought me back. The restraints were removed and I am finding that my thinking is no longer clouded by thoughts of generations before me. I feel free for the first time since I was a child. Free to love as I see fit, as I desire.”

  “And when the time comes for us to return?” Lynx asked needing to know that things would not change when they went to the Danuja lands.

  “Micah and I have much to discuss,” Merced stated. “But I think we both would rather stay here with you.”

  “But you are king,” she exclaimed squeezing their cocks in her agitation and bringing pleasurable hisses as they gritted their teeth and arched up into her touch. “And Micah is still the holy man as far as they are concerned.”

  “We will have to return,” Micah stated moving her hand from his cock and taking it between both of his. “But we do not have to stay. We want for you to meet our family, our mother, brothers, and sisters. But though it is the life we were born into, it is not the one either of us would have chosen.”

  “And yet sometimes we must do what is expected of us,” Lynx stated, she moved her other hand from Micah’s cock to his shoulder and turned her head back and forth between them. “You are the powers that be for your people. I’m sure they must trust and love you. Don’t make any decisions yet, especially not on my account. Once we have dealt with Wilhelm and things are settled here we can head to your home and see what the feeling is when we are there.”

  “You would leave your home for us?” Micah asked.

  “I know that you can feel my emotions,” Lynx stated. “So I won’t tell you that I’m not feeling anxious about going there. I am mated to the king and their holy man. We are a triad though that is not your custom. So, yes, it makes me nervous. But I love you both. Feeling the way you feel for me there is no way that I could not. So I will go where you need me to. As long as I am free to shift and be myself then there is no fear within me.”

  “We would have you no other way,” Merced swore.

  “Then let’s make no decisions until we return and see for ourselves the reception,” she said. “People have a way of surprising you.”

  The brothers exchanged a look and then both nodded. Merced grabbed her leg and tucked her so that she fell flat on the bed once more. Micah loomed over her bending low so that his mouth brushed hers.

  “Now that we have decided that matter, let’s get to the situation at hand,” he stated.

  She grinned. “And what would that be?”

  “You have two very horny mates that need your immediate attention,” Micah stated and took her mouth with his, twining and stroking her tongue with his. A tug of her legs spreading them and she felt Merced settle between them. At last the moment she’d been waiting for. It was time to make love with both of her mates.

  Chapter Ten

  Micah moved from her mouth to nibble along the curve of her face and down the column of her neck. One hand massaged her breast, cupping and shaping before moving to the tip and pinching and tugging at her nipples. The tug seemed to reach right down into her womb and had her pussy clenching with need.

  And Merced was right there to take care of that. One hand held her lips spread wide while the other rimmed her opening. His tongue ran through the folds of her sex, up, around and over her clit, torturing her at every pass. She wanted the thrust of his finger deep inside, the suction of his mouth on her clit.

  But neither of them gave her what she wanted just yet. Micah moved along her neck and collarbone blazing a trail that felt as if he left fire along her skin. And Merced just kept licking and rimming. She moaned and groaned beneath them arching into their caresses urging them to do more. Her body was a live flame and she needed them to put it out.

  Micah chuckled against her skin and his breath fanned over her nipple making it harder and tighter and tearing another cry from her lips. He leant in and ran his tongue around and around the nipple. Her flesh was so tight, it would be impossible for her nipple to get harder. Then he blew across the wet surface and it did. It tightened to the point that her flesh ached.

  “Micah,” she cried out his name with need but he just smiled at her.

  Then Merced shifted his finger and one filled her passage. She lifted her hips taking it as deep as she could and panted for breath. His tongue moved to her clit and flicked over it, back and forth several times before pressing it and rubbing. Just when she felt she might explode he pulled back and just slowly worked his finger in and out.

  Micah bent and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Fire streamed and burnt a path through her veins. She arched and screamed. Merced removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue, fucking inside her with it. Her entire body tightened to the point of pain and then with a wild cry she broke. Pleasure coursed through her body and her men kept her right there riding her orgasm for a long wonderful moment.

  When they finally let up she collapsed down into the bed. Her body felt boneless and she knew she had a silly smile on her face. Lips met hers and she could taste herself on them. Merced. His tongue rubbed along her bottom lip before his teeth nipped and she opened to him. It was soft and slow and sweet. He pulled slowly from her and her eyes blinked open.

  “Do you think you can handle the both of us at once?” he asked softly and just that quick she was on fire again.

  She moaned, her whispered “yes,” lost as she met his mouth again. Hard and clashing this time. Their tongues stroked and thrust and as he pulled away she scraped his bottom lip with her teeth. Merced grinned and moved to rise from the bed.

  “Where are you going?” she demanded.

  He laughed. “There is an oil that can be used to coat my flesh so that it is easier for you to accept me,” he replied. She watched as he pulled a vial from the pouch Micah usually wore and opened it to pour some into his palm. Holding her gaze he moved his slick palm down to stroke up and down his shaft even running his palm over the head.

  She groaned with him and licked her lips. He was slick and she wanted to feel him now. She watched as he moved back across to the bed. Micah moved beside her and she turned to find him on his back one hand wrapped around his cock, the long fingers stroking from base to tip. Leaning low she licked the drop of fluid from the tip and he moaned. Before she could do more than that he used a hand under her chin to urge her to look up at him.

  “Rise up and cover me,” he urged. “Straddle my hips and take me inside you.”

  He only had to offer once. She moved to her knees and straddled his hips. Micah gripped her hips and scooted them both so that they were more centred on the bed. She reached down and took his cock in her hand, holding it up while he helped her move to just the right spot. Slowly they lowered her onto him. She felt the nudge of his cock head and moaned as it spread her passage and slowly pushed inside.

  Finally she sat on his hips, his cock buried as far as it would go. His hands still held her hips and if not for that she would already be riding up and down on his length.

  “Micah,” she cried and used her inner muscles to give him a squeeze which had him arching up and surging deeper within.

  “Hurry,” he breathed out and she felt the dip in the bed. Glancing back she saw Merced joining them, his cock slick and wet with the oil that still gleamed on his palm.

  Both of them at once. She could feel her excitement surge as well as her anxiety. Would they fit? They were both big men and she felt small and fragile between them.

  “It will feel better than anything that has come before,” Merced stated and leaned in to kiss her. With a final nip he turned her back to Micah.

  Micah moved his hands up to her shoulders and urged her down to him so that her breasts brushed his chest and their mouths were close. He nipped and licked at her lips slipping his tongue in and out as she moaned. Merced’s hands found her hips and caressed them before moving back to her ass. She felt him move so that his knees were between Micah’s legs just be
hind her. She took a deep breath as he began to use the oiled hand to finger her anus.

  She was so ready for this, for both of them at once. She moved her mouth from Micah’s kiss and let her lips nip and suck at the skin on his neck. Merced shifted and she felt the first press of his cock. Micah had already taken her there earlier and though she was sensitive she really wasn’t sore. In fact she had thoroughly enjoyed having him in her ass. She wiggled a little on Micah unable to hold still as the moment she’d been longing for arrived.

  Micah groaned and Merced shifted one hand to the small of her back to steady her as he pressed firmly against her. She was already filled with Micah in her pussy and the pressure as Merced eased inside her was almost overwhelming. She groaned and rested her head on Micah’s shoulder.

  “Just a little more,” Merced stated and she could feel the tension in his body as he tried to keep his thrust slow and easy.

  The more he entered the greater the pressure. When he was almost in she couldn’t hold her groan in. She shook her head against Micah’s shoulder giving voice to a keening cry. So good and yet so different. She felt as if her flesh was stretched to the point of tearing. Surely it couldn’t take much more. Then with a harsh moan Merced was filling her and she could feel the brush of his sac at her bottom cheeks.

  She cried out and bit down on Micah’s muscle letting her teeth sink in as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming feeling. So tight. So full. Something had to happen soon or she would split in two.

  “Please,” she moaned.

  Slowly Merced pulled back so that only the head of his cock remained inside her. Her hips were adjusted and then Merced pressed back into her and Micah eased back. With their hands they worked her back and forth on their cocks, one inside and then the other. The pressure lessened and the pleasure increased. Pain existed, a slow burning tug on sensitive tissue and nerve endings not used to such stimulation. But it only seemed to increase the pleasure, the burn and tug an erotic touch she enjoyed.

  “More,” she breathed, allowing them total control of her body. They moved her and moved within her giving and taking pleasure. The experience was heightened for her and she was sure for them as well, as she could feel the pleasure that her men were receiving. Her senses were on overload. She reeled and spiralled in a place that existed only within the pleasure zone of her body.

  Merced moved faster and Micah countered with an equal rhythm that had her panting and moaning. Micah leaned up and took a nipple between his teeth. Merced leaned low and clamped his teeth on the muscle that connected her neck to her shoulder. And she bucked and screamed. Orgasm rushed into her and as she tightened on both of their cocks she could feel the rush of their orgasms as well.

  Micah was the first to join her. With a harsh grunt he fucked her, no longer capable of focusing on matching his thrusts to Merced. He just took her and when he came inside her his hips lifted from the bed sending her into Merced and pressing his cock even deeper.

  Merced was in the same turmoil, no longer focused on rhythm and all about his release now that he knew she had hers. She knew beyond a doubt that she would always come first with them, no matter the circumstance and it made her feel treasured and loved. As Micah held deep Merced continued thrusting and it was incredible. So good that she felt another orgasm approaching.

  Merced pumped hard and fast, his cock giving a constant tug and pull as he rode her ass. As Micah softened a little with release the pressure adjusted and she didn’t feel such a savage need. In fact she softened and lay quietly on Micah’s chest feeling his breathing slowing as Merced’s picked up.

  A few more powerful strokes and Merced cried out holding her hips tight and continuing to give small thrusts as his semen filled her. She felt the trigger of another orgasm in her womb and moaned as she trembled with the release. Merced collapsed over her and together the three of them turned so that they were able to lay side by side on the bed. Micah in front of her and Merced behind. She felt sheltered, protected and loved.

  Would it always be like this? She believed so. She loved them and knew without a doubt that they felt the same for her. It was a gift of the Danuja that she was happy to experience. She was sure that there would be more and truthfully she was looking forward to it. Anything would be worth the gift that she had been given in these two men, her mates for life.

  As she felt them relax into sleep on either side of her she knew that their journey was far from over. This was only the beginning for them all. Wilhelm had to be stopped and she could only pray that the cost would not be too extreme for them to handle. Her mother would be here soon and she couldn’t wait for Lydia to meet her mates. At the same time she feared for how her mother would be treated by those who thought her a kidnapper and traitor to the late queen. And she feared what Wilhelm might try to do to Lydia.

  They were strong alone and more than formidable together. Merced’s powers were still dampened by a spell Wilhelm had used but Micah’s no longer were. He would not have the control that Merced did but she was sure they would work together on it. Her sister, the new queen, was back and in charge of the army of warriors. The reigning king was on their side once more and they would have the power of the shifter race beside them as well.

  Life was full of surprises, good and bad. Lynx closed her eyes and savoured this moment lying within the arms of her lovers, the flush of pleasure still on them. As long as they were together she could handle all that may lie on the road ahead. For today that would have to be enough. Tomorrow would arrive soon enough.

  Epilogue

  Wilhelm glared at the man who knelt before him. “What do you mean, her mother lives?”

  “The shifter girl,” the man stated. “The one who travelled here with the new queen. Her mother is the one who took the girl and raised her with her daughter as if they were sisters.”

  “Lydia was pregnant,” Wilhelm whispered speaking to no one but himself. It was not possible. That could only mean one thing. Slowly a smile spread on his face.

  “Sisters?” he asked and laughed as his man nodded.

  “Go to the village and find the mother, Lydia is her name,” Wilhelm said. “She must never reach them.”

  The man nodded and made to rise. Wilhelm stopped him with a sword tip to his throat. “Do it yourself this time.”

  “Yes, sir,” was the quick reply. No fear was in the man’s eyes and that was why Wilhelm liked him, why he trusted him most. Somehow others always got in the way and screwed them up. Capturing his lovely Lydia was something that was too important now. She had hidden things from him and she would pay for that. He would trust no one else with the task of retrieving her.

  “Be quick,” Wilhelm said tossing the sword away to clang on the stone floor and shaking his head. “We must have her before the warriors arrive to alert them of things.”

  “As you wish,” his man said and with a bow and nod of his head he was gone.

  Wilhelm turned with a smile. Lydia had a daughter and it was the shifter in the castle. He would have to watch the girl a little closer. Regardless they must all die now. But he had some news of his own to share before that happened. And he would enjoy that little task tremendously.

  Lydia blinked her eyes as the binding was removed from her eyes.

  “This way my lady,” she was directed but she noticed he did not remove the magical binding from her neck, the one that denied her ability to shift.

  “Plan to tell me where I am now?” she queried and once again was met with a smile and shake of the head.

  “All will be explained to you in just a moment, my lady,” he said. Always polite. Apologetic even. He could not work for Wilhelm. Lydia had been waiting for years for him to follow her, to find her and kill her.

  The door before her opened up and she saw two women at the front of the room in a heated argument. At the sound of the door they both turned and Lydia felt her breath catch in her throat. It couldn’t be.

  “Serena?” she whispered, not believing her eyes. I
t couldn’t be.

  “It has been a long time, my friend,” was the reply and there could be no doubt that Serena stood before her. Lydia had not seen her friend since Serena had been given the task of hiding the queen’s sword where Wilhelm could not find it. The Priestess had taken it and Lydia had not seen her again.

  She flew across the room and embraced her friend, a sister of her heart and for the first time in a long time she wept.

  About the Author

  Lacey Thorn spends her days in small town Indiana the proud mother of three. When she is not busy with one of them she can be found typing away on her computer keyboard or burying her nose in a good book. Like every woman she knows just how chaotic life can be and how appealing that great escape can look.

  So toss aside the stress and tension of the never ending to do list. For now sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride with Lacey. It’s your world…unlaced.

  Email: lcy_thrn1@lacythorn.com

  Lacey loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.

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