by Cara Adams
“See what? See if you like it?” asked Amory.
“Mmm.”
Okay, she wasn’t going to commit herself, but damn, that was good news. Amory was a Dom to the backbone, and he and Brayden were definitely that way inclined as well. On the rare occasions when they visited the BDSM club in town, they were always on the planning and giving side of the equation, never on the receiving side of it. And having a sub of their own would be one hundred times better, as they’d learn what she liked and what turned her on. They’d be able to grow and develop the scenes they planned for her enjoyment, instead of having to guess what the woman might like from a chart where she’d ticked boxes.
Favian licked a finger and trailed it over her belly. “What sorts of things would you like to see in a dungeon, Elsie?”
She opened her eyes and said, “Ropes and chain and floggers I suppose.”
He licked his finger again and rubbed her clit. “How about a clit clamp?”
Brayden was right there with him, sucking first one nipple and then the other one. “Nipple clamps would look very pretty on you.”
Favian lifted her over his body and slid his cock into her cunt. He wasn’t necessarily going to fuck her. He just wanted to be inside her and feel the heat of her surround him. She clenched around his cock like a vise, soaking wet and hotter than hell. He gripped her hips and pumped up into her using just his thigh muscles in case she wanted to change her mind and tell him to stop.
Behind him, Brayden parted her butt cheeks and began touching her rosette. “A butt plug would give you a lot of enjoyment.”
Once again Elsie shivered aground him, clenching his dick tightly in her hot cunt.
Brayden continued teasing her ass as Favian pumped up into Elsie’s cunt, using a slow, steady, measured pace but gradually increasing it. She wiggled on him, encouraging him, but he also thought she appreciated Brayden’s touch on her ass. That would be wonderful if she’d accept anal sex. Then all three of them could fuck her simultaneously. It was only essential for their actual mating, and he was more than prepared to only do what she wanted, but if they could all be inside her together regularly, everyone would have much stronger orgasms.
Amory lay down beside them and placed his hands over Elsie’s eyelids. “When you can’t see, your other senses are heightened. Your brain wants to know who’s touching you and what’s happening. Your skin is more receptive to the elements, noticing when a breeze blows and which man’s sweat is dropping on you.”
Once again Elsie pressed herself against Favian, rubbing her nipples against his chest. They were tight little buds illustrating how aroused she was. Favian kept a firm grip on her hips and thrust up inside her as deep as he could go, reveling in the way she fit all of him inside her.
Amory kept one hand over Elsie’s eyes as he pinched her nose shut. Her mouth opened in surprise.
“Smell is another sense. Without it, you won’t be overwhelmed by the scent of sex and cum in the air and on your skin.”
He must have made some signal to Brayden because Brayden was trailing wet lines up and down her back now, although he still had at least one finger, maybe more, in her ass.
Amory let go of Elsie’s nose. “Breathe in deeply now and relish the scents. Our cum, mine, Brayden’s, and Favian’s, all mixed with your own rich cream. Our sweat on your body as we fuck you to another screaming orgasm. Open your eyes and look into our faces as we make you come again and again.”
The last line was in Amory’s Alpha voice, and Elsie’s eyes popped open. Favian pumped up inside her, slamming her body hard against his at the top of every stroke, needing to fill her with everything he could give her. For the third time her body shook, and she opened her mouth. But before she could shove her hand in it to block out any sounds, Amory gripped her head and kissed her.
Elsie arched her back to kiss Amory while Favian had her hips under his control and Brayden reached around with one hand and pinched her nipple. Her body shook harder as he fucked her cunt and Brayden fucked her ass with his fingers. As she started to ease down from her high, Favian’s dick exploded inside her, and he thrust into her rippling core one last time.
Damn, that was good. No. It was Elsie who was good. It was all Elsie. She was amazing. Now he needed to figure out how to ensure she stayed with them and agreed to mate them. He and Brayden could work on that tomorrow.
* * * *
Braden could still feel Elsie’s tight little ass gripping his fingers as she exploded into an orgasm on Favian’s cock. That had to be the most exciting moment of his life up until now. Only fucking her with his dick instead of his fingers could be better. Just the fact that she’d agreed to be with them so easily was amazing.
Of course he’d wanted her for days now, but she’d only met them a couple of weeks ago. However, living in the same apartment meant they’d gotten to know each other well and faster than otherwise. Although they were all working during the daytime.
He shook his head. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that she’d let them fuck her and made it clear she’d do it again. The hardest part was going to be carving out time when Amory could join them. His position as Alpha meant he was always on twenty-four-hour call.
Brayden rolled over in his bed and thought about that some more.
Why should Amory always have to be available? Sure, he was the effectively the CEO of a business—a business that worked secretly with government agencies as well as with ordinary people. But in this modern era where everyone had a cell phone, why did Amory need to be sitting in his office doing paperwork all the time? What was preventing him from being in bed fucking Elsie with them, as long as his cell phone was nearby?
Of course under Murphy’s Law, the damn thing would ring at the moment of climax or, even worse, just before climax, but still. Surely the idea was worth considering.
Let’s be realistic here. His cell phone doesn’t ring twenty-four-seven. He’s more likely to get a text message asking for a meeting or something, and he doesn’t have to answer them right that second.
In fact, there’s no reason why he couldn’t take a few hours off on any day.
Everyone else was still lying silently cuddled together on the bed, but Brayden needed to think this through some more. He pulled his jeans on, but nothing else, and slipped out of the apartment, running up the stairs to the roof. Once there, he left his jeans on a bench near the stairwell, transformed into this panther, and ran slowly along the path onto the all-weather running track. Now he sped up, letting the breeze he made by running flow through his fur as he ran, leaping obstacles and cutting corners though the bushes as he raced around the track once and then again. He ran the third circuit slower, more as a cool-down lap, and let himself think.
Point One. All three of them needed to take the time to get to know Elsie intimately. He thought she was the right woman for the three of them, but there was no divorce under shape-shifter law, so they couldn’t get their choice of a mate wrong. They needed to be together for an extended period, just talking and relaxing. Then fucking and playing in the dungeon, if she agreed.
She’d responded perfectly to Amory’s little Dom play with her, so Brayden hoped the whole dungeon thing would go over well, but until they tried it, they wouldn’t be sure.
Anyway, that was Point One. Spending time together. What was Point Two apart from fucking her until she screamed in release?
Brayden paced over to the bench and laid on the ground, his chin on his paws, his eyes closed, and his tail swishing as he thought some more.
Likely Point Two was getting her brother up to their old pack in Michigan and settling him in. He’d thought either he or Favian would escort her while the other one remained here to help Amory. But that was feeding into Amory’s workaholism, instead of helping them learn about Elsie. Why couldn’t they make it into a road trip? One day to drive up there with JJ, which would give them plenty of time to get to know him as well as to spend time with Elsie. One day settling JJ into his new home and new scho
ol and then a day to drive back again, just the three of them and Elsie.
Two nights fucking Elsie. Three days in her company. Could Amory really take that much time away from his desk, even if he kept his cell phone switched on all the time?
Brayden sighed, stood up, transformed, and pulled his jeans back on.
I don’t see why not. If anything goes bad and he’s needed here, he could hire a fast car and come straight back. I believe this could work.
* * * *
For the first time in months, Amory had woken up completely refreshed and re-energized. He’d even stopped in the kitchen long enough to cook himself bacon and eggs, and to toast a couple of slices of rye bread to sit the eggs on, before snatching up a knife and fork and heading downstairs to his office.
He had to confess the meals had been a hell of a lot better in his home since Elsie had been catering for them. He and his brothers had a tendency to order in things they’d like to eat and then forget about them until they were past their best-before date. Or, even worse, be halfway through cooking a meal before realizing they’d forgotten an important ingredient. Under Elsie’s rule, there were always things he liked to eat in the refrigerator. Clearly she was a genius.
He forked up some egg, speared a piece of bacon, and began checking his e-mails. Today he seemed to get through them faster than usual. There were just as many as ever, but under the new system his family had devised with him, he was able to get rid of about half of them to his department managers, and today only one was really difficult to answer, forcing him to put down his fork and scroll through his files to research a reply.
Even then, he managed to finish his breakfast before it was completely cold. That was some kind of a record as well.
He got up and turned on the coffeepot. It was sparkling clean, and so were the mugs waiting beside it. That, too, was Elsie’s work, as was the empty space on top of his filing cabinets. There were no longer piles of folders waiting to be put away. She did it every few days, and he’d never yet found a file out of place.
But it wasn’t that. He admitted now that maybe he did need an assistant, and she filled the role to perfection. But more importantly, she was a woman who filled his heart. She could hold an intelligent conversation but still make him laugh. She’d beaten him at chess. Likely she could have beaten him far faster than she had, but she’d taken pity on him and let him play on. Her smart mind was demonstrated by the ways she’d worked with him and his brothers to ease some of the burdens from his shoulders.
Amory felt guilty that he hadn’t yet contacted anyone about her brother. Time was running out, and he needed to do that.
He scribbled a note on his desk calendar, picked up his coffee, and settled down to work, but he couldn’t concentrate. Now that he’d started thinking of Elsie, his mind flashed images to him of her neat little blond head, with her blue eyes smiling up into his face. Or her pert little breasts, the nipples hard points digging into his chest, and her lean limbs. She was only a little thing, but she was strong and healthy. She’d only gotten out of breath when he’d kissed her at length, not from the fucking.
Hell yes, the fucking. Damn, they needed to do that again soon. But all of them the next time. She hadn’t objected to having Brayden’s fingers in her ass, so he thought likely she’d accept a cock in there as well. Maybe not next time, but soon.
He went to sip his coffee again and found the mug was empty. He set it down with a grunt and noticed the note about JJ.
Damn. I’ll do it now. I’m not working right now, anyway.
He scrolled through his cell phone contacts and pressed Zebulun’s number. It rang for quite a while before the older man picked up.
“What’s the problem, Amory?”
“No problem, Dad. There’s a seventeen-year-old boy, a human, we want to bring to you so he can get out of the way of the gangs and go to school.”
“Uh-huh. Why us? Why here? He’s not someone who’s been working for you and has to leave, is he?”
“No, but it’s connected with work.” Amory leaned back in his chair and told his father about Elsie and JJ.
“What did you say their father’s name was again? That name is ringing bells in my mind.”
“Their father was Lewis Clyde Parker. Elsie was named LC for him. Why he didn’t call her Lois or Louise or something I don’t know.”
His father just grunted, and there was a moment’s silence.
“You might be thinking of the criminal, Lewis Lutterworth. We thought of him as well, but likely there are a million Lewises in America, and there’s no suggestion Parker was a criminal. Just not much of a father.”
“Something is nagging at the corners of my mind. It’ll come to me. Or maybe your mother will remember. I’ll speak to her later. Now, what’s your plan for JJ?”
“Favian or Brayden, or maybe both of them, will bring him up with Elsie. He needs a family to live with, preferably someone with a boy his age who likes school so he can get back into the habit of going to school. Elsie said his school was not worth shit. Likely he’ll be behind in his work and need a little help as well as a good role model. But if he’s half as smart as Elsie, he’ll catch up in time to graduate with his class.”
“Are you planning to mate this woman? She sounds like she might be just what you need.”
“That topic hasn’t been discussed, but Favian, Brayden, and I all like her.”
“Well, don’t mess around, boy. Get fucking.”
Amory held the cell phone away from his ear and just stared at it. His father—his father!—was telling him to—
“Whoa, Dad, TMI there. Way, way, way TMI.”
“Shut up, boy. You’re getting closer to forty every day. I never thought I’d have to give you a kick in the ass to get your life on track at this age. Let me know when you’re coming. I’ll get everything set up at this end.”
“I’m not coming. One of—”
“Of course you’re coming. All of you are. You can mate her on our traditional lands. When the right woman lands in your bed, it’s not the time to dillydally and risk wasting your opportunities.”
With that, the phone went dead in his hands. Once again Amory stared at it. His dad was approaching seventy, but he hadn’t lost any of his power. Not that he planned on a trip to the UP any time soon. Brayden could handle that for him. He had work to do.
Although mating Elsie was a possibility that really appealed to him.
Chapter Five
Elsie was sitting in the back row of the minivan, Amory’s chess set on a lap table between her and JJ, and they were paying chess. She’d taught him how to play when he was very young, just six, and although he was still unable to beat her, she seldom allowed him more than a single pawn as a handicap now. They hadn’t played for a while because she’d sold her chess set, but they were both enjoying this game, and he was remembering his old skills really fast.
“You’re getting too good, Jay. From now on, no handicaps for you.”
“Bullshit, El. At least let me win a few matches before you reclaim your pawn.”
“You can win now if you’re clever.”
“I can?”
She smiled as he frowned over the chessboard. Brayden turned around in the seat in front of them and leaned his chin on the back of the chair as he stared at the board. After about five minutes silence, he said, “Okay, I give up. How?”
“Like this,” said JJ, moving his knight.
“Well done.” Elsie moved a pawn, but unless JJ was clumsy, he had her in checkmate now.
He crowed with laughter as he made the final move. “Yee haw! The first time ever I’ve beaten her!”
“Would you have won if Elsie hadn’t said you could?” asked Amory.
JJ frowned and stared at the chessboard. Elsie waited patiently. He was a good kid. Life had been really hard for him, much harder than for her. He’d never known their father. LC Senior wouldn’t have won any prizes as the best dad, but at least he’d been there mostly
when she was a small child. He’d pretty much ignored her, but she did have some memories of sitting on his knee and once of him giving her a princess tiara for her birthday. She’d been six, or maybe seven. He’d also sat by her bed and read her a story one time when she was recovering from some childhood ailment and had been awake late at night, unable to sleep. So, she supposed, in his own selfish way, he had cared about her.
Whereas he hadn’t even stuck around long enough to find out the new baby was going to be the son he’d always wanted.
JJ spoke slowly and thoughtfully as he answered Amory’s question. “I might not. I hadn’t seen that move. But I had been looking at moving the knight, so maybe. I’d seen that her king was vulnerable, but she’s damn good at escaping from my plots.”
“She’s good at escaping from everyone’s plots,” said Amory. But Elsie thought he sounded happy with JJ’s honest answer.
They’d been in the minivan moving steadily north for hours now. Elsie had no way of knowing the time, as she had no watch and her pre-paid cell phone was back at the panther headquarters. She’d only used it to put the number on her resume in case someone wanted to interview her for a job and hadn’t even bought a charger for it. When the battery had died, she hadn’t worried because she was happy working and living with Amory, Favian, and Brayden.
Maybe once JJ was settled, she’d get a real phone, not a throwaway one, so she could talk to him. She packed the chess pieces back into the box while JJ leaned forward and said, “Tell me about the family I’m staying with. You said they had two sons.”
Favian was driving, and Amory was sitting in the front passenger seat, an iPad on his knee. Elsie didn’t know if he was working or not, but he’d spoken to JJ first, so he couldn’t complain about being asked a question right now.
“That’s right. The MacRae family. Roz and Josh have two boys about your age, Cal and Deke.” He turned around in his seat and faced JJ. “You’ll go to school. You’ll pay attention and work hard in class, and you’ll graduate with the rest of your class. Is that understood?”