Surrendered to the Wolves [Werewolf Brides 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  Pain shot across her face. “I’d hoped I’d manage to last out until I got a job.”

  “Well, you pretty much have. I bet you get that one you interviewed for today,” said Kairu encouragingly.

  She sighed and handed over her cell phone to him while he Googled the website and put twenty dollars more credit on it. He would have liked to do a lot more than that, or give her a smart phone with unlimited text messaging, but he’d wait a little while first so she would know it was a gift because he loved her, not for any other reason.

  Only a few minutes after he handed the cell phone back to her it beeped and beeped again. She stared at it.

  “More messages? You’d better answer them,” said Kairu.

  “It’s an interview for one of the other jobs I applied for.”

  “Go you! You’re rocking them, honey,” said Kairu.

  “These are all companies Okapi has checked, right?” asked Xola.

  “Not yet. I only asked him to check Berry Solutions after I got the interview. I’ll ask him about this company, too.”

  “Who is it? Which job is it for?” Xola was pleased she’d gotten another interview. It took the pressure off her, giving her more opportunities.

  “Jackson Recruiting.”

  He Googled them on his phone but they didn’t seem to have a website. He shrugged. He had other things to think about now. Much more important things.

  “I want to show you my dungeon. Are you ready for that?” Xola watched her face very carefully. He couldn’t push her or force her, but he could change what he said and did to try to encourage her to take this vital next step.

  “Yes. I am.”

  Her voice was firm and he felt the tension drain out of his neck and shoulders. “Excellent. Let’s do that.”

  He led her and Kairu into the basement, and unlocked his dungeon door, then he remained still, watching her face again as she crossed the threshold. She looked at the St. Andrew’s Cross, which she’d recognize, then at the spanking stool. He wasn’t sure if she’d know what that was. The ropes were self-explanatory as was the row of whips, canes, paddles, and floggers along the wall.

  “Do you remember the rules about the traffic light system?”

  “Yes.”

  “Very well then. Undress.”

  He flicked a glance at Kairu, so he’d know to take his clothes off as well, and removed his own shirt. He’d chosen to wear boots so they’d make a noise on the tiled floor as he marched around the room. Once he blindfolded her she’d quickly learn to use her other senses to pick up cues about what would happen next. Although he was betting there was at least one thing she wouldn’t guess.

  He pointed to a corner of the dungeon and Kairu stood there. He’d have a good view of Esther from there, and Xola would include him in the action a little later. But first, he wanted to warm her ass.

  He took her to two of the ropes and tied her wrists to them, stretching her arms up but leaving a little movement so her shoulders would be extended but not damaged. Then he kneeled and placed a spreader bar between her knees so he could flog her properly. Finally he added a blindfold over her head.

  “What color are you, Esther?”

  “Green, quite definitely.”

  “Good. Next time remember to call me Sir.”

  He hooked his flogger through his belt loops, tucked a cane in one back pocket and a paddle in the other, then marched back to her, letting his boots ring on the tiles. He stroked his hand up and down her back. He loved the silky softness of her skin. She was so sweet and delicious. But there was definite muscle tone under there as well, and just a hint of the rounded curves that made her pure woman.

  Using his flogger he trailed the strands over her skin, teasing her gently, not hitting at all, just letting the strands flow over her breasts and pussy, over her shoulders and hips. Then he walked away stomping heavily. He watched Kairu as he waited, noticing how his friend was working hard at remaining soundless and motionless. Truly Kairu was the perfect partner for them both. He was smart and funny, always ready to laugh and joke, yet a damn hard worker as well, and never-endingly patient. He’d definitely gotten a good deal with Kairu.

  He stomped back to Esther, punishing her ass with the cane twice even as he was still walking. Her whole body jumped with surprise, but she didn’t seem unhappy. He’d just caught her off-guard as he’d intended to. He took the paddle next and laid four hard thwacks across her ass, before trailing the flogger strands across her shoulders again. He flicked it up between her legs, stinging across her pussy. That was an area he would attend to next.

  “What color are you, sub?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  “What if I was to shave your pussy? To make it completely bare so every sensation Kairu and I make on your cunt is magnified and intensified ten times over?”

  “Yes, all right. You can shave me, Sir.”

  He hadn’t been actually asking her for permission, but she’d agreed, which had been his intention, so that was good.

  “Kairu, you begin. The equipment is on the bench.”

  Xola watched as Kairu padded over to the bench in his bare feet. He filled the bowl with warm water from the sink, and then collected the shaving cream, and the razor. Kairu kneeled at her feet and began work.

  Xola prepared a second bowl and laid out a washcloth to wipe her clean, bringing them over to Kairu so he could continue work. Shaving a woman’s pussy was quite easy until the very end. Getting the last few hairs along her lips and around her anus were tricky. Xola would bring Kairu more fresh water when he reached that stage. He’d also need a second washcloth at the end to ensure she was completely clean. And then the real fun would begin. He could hardly wait to touch her flesh. It’d be so very sensitive.

  * * * *

  Esther was so wet she could feel the cream on her inner thighs. Everything they’d done in the dungeon had aroused her. Just seeing the ropes hanging there had aroused her. The blindfold hadn’t hidden anything from her. She knew it was Kairu who shaved her, not Xola. His fingers were longer and thinner, his touch more gentle. Xola wasn’t at all rough, but he was definite, firm, determined. Kairu was softer and gentler, more worried about hurting her she thought. Xola knew what he was doing would only give pleasure, and went ahead confidently. Kairu was more cautious, ready to stop at any time if she asked him to.

  The cane on her ass again left hot lines across her butt, and then the paddle seemed to spread the heat over all her flesh. She was so ready to be fucked. Her breasts were aching and her belly was clenching with need. She wanted these two men so much it was almost a physical pain deep inside her. And that’s when she knew she was going to marry them. If she didn’t get the job at Berry Solutions, maybe she’d get the other one she’d been asked to interview for. But she couldn’t wait any longer. Fuck waiting the full six months. She’d tell them tonight. They wanted her and she now knew she wanted them as well. None of the other men had ever interested her in the slightest bit. It was always Xola and Kairu she’d been drawn to. Tonight she’d tell them. If she didn’t explode from unfulfilled desire, that was.

  “What color are you, sub?”

  “Green, but I want to come, Sir.”

  “It’s not for you to say when you’ll climax. The decision is mine alone.”

  The cane landed hard on her ass, but that only made her more needy. She wished Kairu hadn’t finished shaving her. She wanted his fingers on her even if he didn’t stick them inside her pussy.

  Xola untied her from the ropes and Kairu’s hands were massaging her shoulders. At last they’re going to fuck me.

  But no. Kairu moved from her shoulders down to her ass, massaging it with cool gel. She tried to hint to him that she wanted his finger in her ass, rather than on her butt cheeks, but he ignored her. Or perhaps he just didn’t read her signals. Fuck!

  Xola took the spreader bar off her knees, and rubbed her calf muscles, and finally he removed the blindfold. She blinked in the light and looked down
at her pussy. It seemed pink and fatter than usual, maybe just because it was no longer hidden with her dark curls.

  “Touch your toes,” ordered Xola.

  Surprised, she bent over and did so, wondering if he was going to spank her some more. But instead it was Kairu again, this time squirting the gel into her ass. About fucking time!

  Xola walked over to the bench, which was above some closets. He opened a drawer and came back with a butt plug. “Suck it. Get it all nice and ready for your ass.”

  She opened her mouth and licked the plug. It tasted cold and false, not at all like a real cock. It didn’t even taste like the dildo she and her sister had used to learn to deep throat a man. That had been quite a rubbery sort of flavor. This was just nothing really.

  Esther painted the butt plug with her saliva and waited in her upside down position while Kairu pushed it at her back door. He’d coated her muscles with gel, so it slipped inside her easily enough. That was another thing. It wasn’t as big as her men. They were both well-endowed.

  Xola’s hard palm slapped her ass as he said, “You can stand up now.” He held her arm, though, as she did. Perhaps he thought she might be lightheaded from being upside down for a while, but it hadn’t taken very long really.

  Xola unlocked the dungeon door, locking it behind them as they left, and they climbed back upstairs to the main floor of the house and to the bedroom. Tonight the bed was dressed in the dark green sheets. It was so sweet of the men to have bought bedding in her favorite colors. Every time she saw the sheets she understood again just how much they thought about her and tried to please her. Well, tonight she’d agree to marry them. Very soon now she’d tell them.

  The two men arranged her on her side, with Kairu behind her and Xola in front of her. Xola slid one leg under hers and placed her upper leg on top of his, then thrust into her cunt, filling her completely. His pelvic hair seemed ticklish against her newly naked skin, but she could hardly concentrate on that with her ass full of a butt plug and her cunt full of hot, living cock.

  Now it was Kairu’s turn and he teased her with the butt plug for so long she was ready to scream. He pulled it out a little way, turned it this way and that, then pushed it in again. Teasing, teasing, teasing. Just when she was going to demand he stop, he pulled it all the way out and replaced it with his cock. “About fucking time.”

  “Is someone a little needy tonight? Is your pussy feeling extra sensitive?” Xola stroked a finger over her naked skin, touching her clit, and she shivered. His finger did feel even more enticing that ever before, she couldn’t deny it.

  Esther grabbed hold of Xola’s shoulders as the two men withdrew from her, groaning with the emptiness and aching to be filled again. Fortunately they must have been as aroused as she was, because they soon pushed back inside her, and they sped up their action much faster than they often did. Esther was relieved. Her entire body was one throbbing nerve ending, demanding release. When Xola ground his pelvis against hers, the naked skin tingled and her cunt creamed. When Kairu leaned forward and licked her neck, she shivered. It was as if every single thing they said or did was designed to drive her desire higher and higher, yet there was no release in sight for her yet.

  Desperately she wiggled between them, clenching her internal pussy and ass muscles on their two cocks, trying to make them give her the orgasm that was so close, yet so far. Then there it was, building so hard in her belly, racing up her spine, exploding out her head. For the first time in her life, Esther screamed her release as the climax roared through her body, shaking her so hard it was a wonder the entire bed didn’t rattle.

  Both men pumped into her faster and harder. At last her cunt and ass were filled with their seed and still she shivered and shook in the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had.

  She straightened her fingers, hoping she hadn’t dug holes in Xola’s shoulders, then kissed one of his shoulders better, just in case she had hurt him. “Best orgasm ever,” she whispered.

  “What you mean is the best one so far. We aim to continue to improve over time,” said Kairu, licking along her neck as he spoke.

  The men continued to hold her tightly, their cocks both still buried inside her. Esther decided she liked that. It was nice when they washed her in the shower after sex, but it was also nice just to lie together like this. It was time to tell them.

  “I love you both. I will marry you. You’ve both made me so happy, so content. You’ve been so kind and generous and helpful. I can’t imagine not being with you forever.”

  Kairu held her even tighter and began frantically kissing her spine and sides. But Xola said, “Are you sure it’s not just the sex talking? There’s no divorce in shape-shifter marriage. You can’t change your mind later.”

  “Yes, I’m sure. I actually made up my mind earlier today. I love you both and want to be one with you forever.”

  “I love you so much, Esther. I promise to cherish you forever.” Esther felt Kairu’s tears on the back of her neck as he continued kissing her. She almost cried herself at the thought that she meant so much to him.

  “I promise not to let either of you down.”

  “Esther, no matter what you do or don’t do, we love you. I’ve loved you from the moment I saw your interview and knew you were the only woman for us both. I’m so glad you’ve agreed to mate us. Do you need a cooling off period or can we mate you now?”

  Esther giggled. The two cocks inside her had gone from half-hard to fully erect in the last few minutes. She was more than ready for mating.

  “I know you both bite me. Do I get to bite you as well?”

  “If you want to, sure.”

  “Oh, I do, I do.”

  The instant she spoke, the two men began jackhammering into her. There was no slow, steady measured pace this time, they were pounding into her so hard all she could do was hold on and enjoy the ride. Her future with these men was going to be wonderful, she knew.

  * * * *

  Roderick Cooper looked up from his computer screen, a heavy frown on his face. He ran his fingers through his hair, then stopped himself and tapped them on the desk. Should I discuss this with Okapi? Or do I need to call all the leaders in?

  He jumped out of his chair and paced the room, then dropped abruptly back into his chair again. Cooper picked up his cell phone and texted his most trusted leaders.

  There’s some funny business going on somewhere in Coopersville. Someone is trying to incorporate brothels into other businesses. We need to find out who the fuck is doing it and why.

  THE END

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  Cara Adams adores erotic romance, especially ménage, BDSM, and shapeshifters. One day, someone said to her, “Why don’t you put them all in one book?” So she did.

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