The Lion Kings (novel): a BBW Werelion Menage Romance

by Renee George

  His cock jerked as he watched Cage, undaunted by doubts, press his lips in a seal around her nipple and begin to suck.

  Adam grimaced. God, he was a fool! Why was he holding back? “I don’t want us to hurt you,” he said. More than she’d already been hurt, he meant.

  Madeline stared at Adam, her blue eyes half-closed with passion as she arched against Cage’s mouth. “Not having you touch me hurts.”

  Cage lifted his head briefly, and his face began to widen, to shift enough to make the mating true. “She is strong, Brother. And as our mate, she will be even stronger.”

  “Do you love me, Cage?” Madeline asked.

  “Yes,” he answered. “Both lion and man.”

  “Do you love me, Adam?”

  An avalanche of emotion battered at the walls he’d thrown up since finding her almost dead, but he didn’t hesitate. “Yes,” he said. “With every part of me, lion and man.”

  “Then show me. Make love to me, my kings. Make me your mate.”

  The bones in Adam’s face began to broaden and his nose widened as he slowly brought his half-form forward. He kept close watch on Madeline’s expression, waiting for her to panic at his beastly visage. When his fangs dropped, her eyes widened, but not from fear.

  She surprised him by tracing the landscape of his re-formed face.

  MADDIE’S head hurt, but it was nothing compared to the aching need building inside her—a desire born in passion and acceptance. She was theirs, body and soul, and had been so before she’d ever laid her eyes on them. Cage’s raw power and barely tethered control, along with Adam’s sheer dominance, had drawn her psychically and physically across two states. And while she knew they’d have to get to the bottom of Adelaide’s betrayal, right now, all that mattered was being in the arms of her two men.

  She’d never seen Adam partially shifted before, and she was amazed at the sheer majesty of him. His face took on the outline of a lion’s, but managed to stay mostly human. He was waiting for her to change her mind.

  He would be waiting a long time. The transformation in their appearance didn’t frighten her.

  “We must look like monsters to you,” Adam said, his voice an octave lower than normal. “I can’t imagine what you must think when you see us like this.”

  She could barely hear her own thoughts over the pounding of her heart, but she managed to whisper, “Amazing.” She sat up and stared down at both of them. “I think you’re amazing.”

  “Do you claim us then?” Cage asked, sitting up behind her and wrapping his arms around her and across her chest.

  “Yes,” Maddie said breathlessly, languishing in his warm embrace.

  Adam pushed himself up and leaned in. A jolt of pleasure made her lower parts clench when Cage cupped her breasts, holding them up as an offering to his brother.

  Adam accepted, taking one taut nipple between his lips, licking and sucking before moving to the other breast. His tongue was slightly rough as he laved her sensitive skin. He blew softly, and she could see his dark delight as her skin drew up around the hard nubs.

  “Do you love us?” Adam asked before placing a kiss on her collar bone.

  A delicious shiver trickled along her skin. He knew the answer, but she’d say it a million times if they wanted. “Yes.”

  She moaned when Adam rewarded her by sliding his finger into the wet folds of her slick pussy.

  “Yes,” she said again as he stroked her swollen clit.

  She leaned back against Cage’s powerful chest and drew in a sharp breath when he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. She tilted her head sideways, moving her hair away, and relished the way his hot breath danced across her neck. His sharp teeth grazed her skin, sending a jolt of pleasure to her core. She parted her thighs for Adam as he rubbed against her sweet spot then closed her eyes so she could focus all her attention on how good they made her feel.

  When Adam removed his fingers from between her legs, she opened her eyes to protest. His gold predatory gaze stopped her. She watched as he painted each of her tightly drawn nipples with her own juices until they were gleaming. Leaning forward, he bared his teeth and lightly bit around her areola—not enough to hurt, but enough to know there was a fine line between pleasure and pain. His tongue flicked across the hard tip.

  “You taste so fucking good,” he growled. “Lie down so we can feast.”

  Cage moved around to her side as Adam lowered her to the bed. Madeline squirmed and moaned as each of them took a nipple into their mouths and began sucking. Shockwaves of ecstasy traveled from her breasts to her groin with each tug and pull. She raised her hips as their hands spread her thighs, their fingers working in unison against her wet sex to bring her pleasure. She arched for them, squirming against their clever mouths, clever fingers. A warm pressure, searching for release, built inside her.

  She couldn’t quiet the noises escaping her lips as both men kissed down either side of her stomach, and when Adam’s tongue dipped between the folds of her pussy and flicked her clit, her moans grew louder. Cage lifted her leg on his side and positioned himself below under her thigh. His rough beard grazed her sensitive skin.

  He spread her open with his fingers, and she keened with hungry passion when his tongue penetrated sex. Adam sucked her clitoris, flicking and teasing the swelled nerve bundle, while Cage thrust his tongue inside her. The searing pleasure brought tears to Madeline’s eyes. She wanted the moment to last, for the bliss to never end, but her orgasm exploded. Her back bowed as her hips bucked against their mouths, neither of them relenting, the pleasure turning almost painful, until she begged them to stop.

  Adam gave her one last lick before he kissed his way back up her stomach, her chest, his mouth finding hers. He thrust his tongue between her parted lips, and she could taste herself on him. When Cage did the same, stopping briefly to nip her breast, she turned from Adam to take his brother’s kiss. Adam nibbled the side of her neck, her ear, nuzzling her skin, whispering sweet words of love, as Cage conquered her mouth. Then Cage moved to her neck, so Adam could take her lips again. They repeated the process until the throbbing between her legs grew again and slick heat became need once more. She wanted them inside her, invading her with their love. She wanted their mating to be true.

  “Your clothes,” she panted. “Off. I want you in me.”

  They didn’t ask her if she was certain this time, and it didn’t take long for both men to strip naked. Their partial forms were larger than when they were human, and Madeline gasped at their size. Would her body adjust to them? Could it?

  Tentatively, she reached out a hand and touched Cage’s cock. It felt slightly bumpy, but still silky smooth, like she’d remembered from the dreams—the visions.

  “How...” She let the question hang in the air.

  Maddie was technically a virgin, no matter what she’d experienced in her dreams. She’d invited them to take her, to mate with her, but now that she saw them large and up close, she worried they might damage her. If the mating wasn’t true, she would still be completely human after, and... No. She couldn’t let herself doubt. Not now. She trusted them, and she trusted her own emotions—the ones telling her that loving them wasn’t just the best choice, it was the only choice.

  They took their positions beside her again, kissing her neck and stroking her body with their confident fingers. Cage slid a finger inside her swollen pussy, and Maddie rocked her hips to meet his hand, to take him deeper. It hurt a little, but it also felt good. Adam kissed her, his damp, soft mouth moving against her lips, giving, taking as Cage moved his finger inside her. He added another, and she groaned into Adam’s mouth. He swallowed, taking her need and desire inside him.

  She reached down, encircling Adam’s shaft, stroking the rigid flesh as he began to move in her grip. With her other hand, she placed her palm on the back of Cage’s neck as he nipped along her collarbone. He slid his fingers out, spreading her legs as he moved between her thighs. This was it. The moment. The...<
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  “Ah!” she cried out as the large head of his cock pushed inside her opening. Her slick desire hadn’t prepared her for the burning pain of being stretched wide open. She yanked her mouth away from Adam. “I don’t... I can’t...,” she panted.

  Without warning, Cage bit her shoulder hard enough to break the skin, hard enough to shift her pain, hard enough to—he slid rest of the way inside. Tears streamed down her face.

  “I’m sorry,” Cage muttered. “I’m so sorry, Maddie. There was no other way..” He whispered the words of remorse harshly against her ear. But he didn’t pull out. He just held her close, his corded muscles tight with restraint.

  A surge of inarticulate emotion crashed over Maddie as she grasped as Cage’s back, digging her short nails into his skin. When she could finally speak, she turned her gaze on him fully and said, “I’ve never been so…happy. You knew what I needed.” She caressed his face. His bewildered expression brought a smile to her lips. “This mating will happen.”

  Cage’s quick thinking, the sharp pain of his bite, had been enough of a distraction for her to let him in. She couldn’t stop the tears or the smile on her face as he began to move inside her. So slowly.

  Cage growled, licking the wound he’d created as she moved under him, rocking her hips to meet his thrusts.

  Adam. She reached out, her fingers tangling in his pale, blond mane. She pulled his face to her, taking his mouth again.

  “Maddie,” she heard Cage say, and she heard the wonder and awe in his voice. She broke from her kiss, but didn’t let Adam move away.

  Cage filled her with his cock, but they both filled her with their passion, their love, and she could already feel a change inside her body—suddenly more than flesh and bone. “My kings,” she said, finally understanding just how much they needed her, possibly even more than she needed them, and she would not fail them. She arched to take Cage deeper, ignoring that he was too large for any easy comfort, surprised when his strokes began to feel... pleasant. “My lion kings.”

  CAGE had nearly shifted back to human when Maddie had cried out in pain. Her tears were almost more than he could take. Why hadn’t Adam taken the lead? He wouldn’t have messed up so colossally. Her muscles had locked around the head of his cock, not allowing him entrance. The bite had been pure instinct, an impulse born from his animal side, and when her sex relaxed for that split second, he’d drove himself inside.

  He’d held her close. Fear and worry had made him afraid to move. He’d feared she would hate and despise him for forcing her. So when she smiled through the tears to encourage him, Cage hadn’t been sure how to react. When her fingernails cut into his back, his balls tightened to his body. A growl tore from his lips as her muscles gripped and milked his shaft, and when she arched and rocked against him, it triggered his most primal instinct—to breed.

  Pleasure wracked his body as he held Maddie close while he loosed his seed into her womb. It took every ounce of his control not to slam into her—not to damage her frail body—as the mind-numbing ecstasy of his orgasm took him over.

  “I love you. I love you.” He heard the words in a muffled murmur, and it surprised him when he realized they were coming from him.

  “Yes,” Maddie said. “Yes.” Her tone was strong, more certain than she’d been moments before.

  Cage wiped at his eyes when he felt Adam’s hand on his back, encouraging and loving. All the years he’d spent abused. Frightened. Alone. Never knowing what would happen or what would be done to him next. Even after Adam saved him, he still never felt completely safe. Physically, maybe, but emotionally and mentally, he’d never had a real moment of peace. Until now. He knew, without a doubt, he was home. With Maddie in his arms and Adam by his side, they could conquer the demons. Conquer the world.

  Slowly, he withdrew from Maddie, careful and gentle.

  “We can stop for now, Madeline,” Adam said. “If you want. We can stop so you can rest.”

  “Are we all mated? Am I your queen?”

  When Adam didn’t speak, Cage answered. “Not yet, love. Not until Adam...”

  “Then no,” she said, the vehemence in her voice surprising them both. “I’m not some breakable doll. I don’t want you to see me as a fragile princess. I want to be your strong queen.” Her tone grew soft. “I am your mate. Make me your queen.”

  A snarl ripped from Adam, as if everything he’d been holding in was suddenly exploding out. He’d been quiet the entire time. Almost too quiet. Cage should have realized something was wrong. Without pretense, Adam picked Maddie up and straddled her across his thighs, he seated her on his rigid cock and sheathed himself deep inside as he joined their bodies.

  She cried out. Cage took his place behind her, holding her up, kissing her. Adam thrust over and over, his face changing as he shifted even more into their half-form. A slight brush of fur began to spread across his face. His fingers gripping Maddie’s thighs were turning into claws, digging into her skin.

  “Adam,” Cage warned. He’d never seen his brother so... out of control. He needed to stop this before Adam damaged Maddie. He put his hand on Adam’s shoulder. His brother looked up, his gaze solid gold, with a determined wild expression.

  Cage felt Maddie’s hand against his cheek, even as her other hand tangled in Adam’s hair. “Let him go,” she cried out as Adam thrust hard in her again. “Don’t stop this. Don’t stop us.”

  God, she was strong! They’d chosen so right. Maddie was everything they needed in a mate. Beautiful, fierce, and able to handle both of them with a strength he’d never seen in a human. Hell, in a shifter for that matter. Watching and holding her as she bonded with Adam, he felt an overwhelming love for both of them. Soon, Maddie moaned, arching back against Cage, taking his mouth with hers, tasting the salt of the sweat and passion on her skin. Then Adam roared, his hips jerking beneath her. He held her thighs until he spent the last of his climax, the last of his seed.

  Cage held them up as Adam collapsed forward. He wrapped his arms around them both and welcomed Adam’s arms around him in return as they cocooned Maddie between them. A crackling in the air, a mystical electric current raised the hair on Cage’s arm. He looked at Maddie’s hair, and it began to stretch out like seeking tendrils.

  “What is this?” he asked, awe filling him. A weight lifted from him, making his limbs light, making him...giddy. “What the hell?” He wanted to fight to keep the smile off his face—the one he hadn’t called forth.

  “I feel it,” Adam said. His words were ragged and hoarse as they escaped, but his smile matched Cage’s.

  Cage watched as his brother’s eyes melted from gold to blue, watched as the burden of leadership, that seriousness always present in Adam’s expression, grew a little less onerous.

  He felt it too.

  Maddie leaned to one side and looked at Cage first, then to Adam, and back to Cage. “I feel different. Strange. Energized.”

  “Did we hurt you?” Cage asked the question he knew Adam wanted to ask.

  She smiled. “I’m a little achy, you know... down there. But I don’t hurt. I actually feel pretty great. Like I have energy to burn.”

  “I’ve never done that,” Adam said. “I couldn’t stop myself.”

  “Neither of us have had sex while trying to hold on to a half-shift,” Cage said, trying to let Adam off the hook. “I thought I would lose it as well.”

  Maddie snorted. “Well, then I guess I took your virginities too.”

  Adam laughed. Cage joined in. Soon they were all holding each other—laughing, crying, and loving. They’d made Maddie theirs, and God help any man or beast who tried to come between them.

  16

  “WELL,” Carl said. “I guess we have a queen. Do they have to be so fucking loud?”

  Alana snuggled up to him, sliding into the crook of his arm. They’d spent the last half hour listening to moans, screams, and roars echoing through the empty carnival. Adam, Madeline, and Cage had been very loud in their lovemaking.


  “I think it’s...sweet,” Alana said. “Besides, it could be worse. They could have chosen someone like Alice.”

  Carl shivered. “Hush your mouth. I’d find a new pride if that bitch was in charge.”

  They’d both spent enough time with the mountain lion shifter to know she made all her decisions from a place of desperation. No good sense in that one.

  But Adelaide... she’d never been in the running for queen. How could she, seeing that she was Adam’s biological sister? But he hadn’t expected her to turn on Adam and Cage. In a way, she’d turned on all of them. They’d searched now for almost two days, and she’d managed to disappear. Would she really leave Zaria? Would she be sensible enough to know if she came back her life would be forfeit? If Carl knew nothing else about Adelaide, it was that she loved her daughter. Would she stay away for Zaria’s sake?

  “You’re worried,” Alana said. Her exotic accent sent tingles down his spine. She traced his forehead. “Your lines are deep tonight.”

  “Just thinking.”

  “About Adelaide, yes?”

  “Yes.”

  “She won’t come back here. At least I don’t believe she’s that stupid. Though, what possessed her in the first place…” Alana sighed and pulled her long black hair over one shoulder. “We have never really known her, have we?”

  “Nope.” Carl understood the sentiment. She’d traveled with them for years, yet her actions proved that proximity wasn’t the same as knowing someone. Clary’s death. Adelaide’s betrayal. Both were perfect instances of how quickly life could kick you in the balls. He hadn’t liked Madeline Granger. Not really. But his dislike had been because she’d made Adam and Cage restless. He’d liked Adelaide. Maybe he wasn’t such a good judge of character. As it was, they’d be on the road in the morning, and he’d see how things ran with Madeline as part of his monarchy. If their loud mating was any indication, he’d have to like it or lump it, but regardless, he’d learn to live with it.