Davies, Corrine - Embraced by Fur [3xtasy Lake 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Corinne Davies

  From this angle, he could see Jaxon’s hand moved up her thigh, his fingers parting her folds to plunge two fingers into her. “Oh, god!” Carol’s hips jerked up against Jaxon’s face. Her eyes closed, and her head fell back. Jaxon picked up the pace, finger-fucking her as he slurped and sucked her cunt. Her feet were braced on his shoulders, and Jaxon rubbed his cheek against one ankle and then the other, drawing out her pleasure.

  Sloan squeezed the base of his cock and shivered as he fought the impulse to come right there. The only place he would allow himself to come would be deep inside her. Watching Carol in the throes of an intense orgasm was almost enough to make him change his mind. She gripped Jaxon’s arm with one hand while the other clutched his hair. Sloan watched as a vivid flush stained the pale skin of her shoulders, neck, and breasts. Her body instinctively curved up and almost over his brother as another wave of pleasure took her over the edge.

  She flopped back against the sofa with an exhausted sigh, and Sloan sat down next to her. His cock stood out hard from his body, and Jaxon’s looked to be in the same condition. Although, his older brother seemed content to sit on the floor for the moment and press kisses against the top of each foot while stroking the delicate skin between her heel and ankle.

  Sloan leaned closer to her and rested his head against the cushion next to hers. He gazed on her serene expression and couldn’t resist brushing his fingertips along her cheek. He lightly traced a path from her cheek, down her neck, and along the generous curve of her breasts. Her nipples were still hard like erasers, and he played with them by running the pads of his fingers back and forth over them. A sultry smile curved her lips, and she blinked a couple times as she focused on him. Her hand curved around his rigid cock and stroked it, feeling like a silken caress.

  “That was so fucking hot.”

  “I can’t believe I’m not dying from embarrassment.” Her words were spoken with humour, but he could see the confusion in her expression.

  “There isn’t any reason to be embarrassed.” Jaxon rose from between her legs and kissed her. Sloan wondered how Carol felt about tasting herself on his lips, but thankfully, it didn’t appear to bother her as it did some women. “Not with us.”

  Jaxon gave Sloan a quick pat on the calf, reminding him of a conversation he and his brothers had had long ago. They joked about “tagging” each other in so as not to make the woman they were with feel awkward while they changed positions. With that simple move, Sloan knew the next move would be his.

  “What do you want, Carol?”

  “You both.” She stroked his length and then reached down and wrapped her fingers around his brother’s cock. “I think it’s only fair I say thank you to Jaxon for making me feel so unbelievable.”

  Jaxon’s reaction was almost immediate as a shudder visibly ran through his body. “Sweetheart, no thanks needed. It’s my pleasure.”

  Sloan remembered with vivid detail what a talented mouth Carol had. “Don’t listen to him, baby. I think you have an excellent idea there.”

  “But I want you, too.” She gripped his cock as her arousal scented the air around them, tickling his senses, making his mouth water and his cock throb. “I want you to fuck me at the same time.”

  Her explicit words pulled cock-deep groans from him and his brother. “Let me go get…”

  Jaxon reached into his back pocket and pulled out a condom, handing it to Sloan. “I told you to go into Boy Scouts when you were a kid.”

  “And am I ever glad one of you did.” Carol plucked the condom from his brother’s fingers. “Allow me.”

  Carol bent over and ran her tongue over the tip of Sloan’s cock. “Fuck!” His hips jerked uncontrollably, and she giggled. “I’m going to make you pay for that.”

  She grinned up at him as she rolled the condom over his cock. “Promises, promises…”

  Sloan didn’t wait for her to get the rest of her smart-ass comment out of her pretty mouth when he lifted her up and over to where Jaxon reclined in his favourite lounger.

  She willingly bent over and presented Sloan with her heart-shaped ass. He traced the outline of her silky globes with his fingers and then slid them through the glistening, puffy folds of her pussy.

  Sloan replaced his fingers with his cock, and she wriggled her ass at him as she made delicious sounds around Jaxon’s cock. Her hand gripped the bottom of his length as she sucked his cock deep into her throat. Sloan pressed against the underside of his cock, praying he would last a bit longer. With one long stroke, he pushed into her slick depths with relative ease thanks to his brother’s hard work. The walls of her pussy clenched around his assault, wrapping him in heat. He withdrew almost entirely and then pushed his length into her again.

  Carol became more and more vocal with each stroke, and Sloan quickly settled into a steady rhythm with long strokes in and out. He adjusted his angle a bit and felt her body jolt the next time he plunged into her. “Oh, yeah, baby. That’s the spot, isn’t it?”

  Her body quivered, and her pussy fluttered around his length as he shortened his strokes. Over and over, he lunged into her, hitting that perfect spot. He kept a steady grip on her hips, supporting her as he fucked her hard and steady. Her muffled cries around Jaxon’s cock had to be driving his brother insane.

  Jaxon groaned deep in his throat, ending in a growl. “Sweetheart, I’m not going to last more than a few seconds longer.” Sloan slowed his movements to allow her to concentrate on his brother. True to his word, Jaxon didn’t last long under Carol’s ministrations. His hands gripped the armchair so tightly Sloan could hear the wood creak under the pressure. Jaxon came with a yell that morphed into a howl. As soon as it looked like Carol was finished with Jaxon, Sloan picked up the pace again, plunging into her body hitting her sweet spot with every stroke.

  “Your turn, baby,” he ground out from between clenched teeth. He slid his hands around her hips, spearing his fingers through her curls. He found her clit and mercilessly stroked small circles around it. Carol’s upper body dropped down against his brother. Jaxon supported her upper body, whispering hot, encouraging words into her ear. Her ass angled up, presented to him like a gift. Ignoring the little voice that suggested he take her up on her offer, he quickened his movements on her clit. This time she screamed out her pleasure, the sound ringing in his ears.

  Confident his brother would support her, he gave in to the pleasure pulsing inside him. His cock swelled against the clenching of her cunt as he roared out his completion. Sloan locked his knees to stop from collapsing on her. After a moment, he lifted Carol into Jaxon’s lap. She curled up against his brother as he headed to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He ran a soft cloth under warm water and then returned to the living room where neither Carol nor his brother had moved.

  He quickly cleaned away any excess from Carol and then scooped her up into his arms. “I’ll meet you in there?”

  “I’m right behind you.” Jaxon stood up and headed for the bathroom as Sloan carried Carol upstairs to their room. She didn’t make a peep about being carried, but he figured that had more to do with her being exhausted than giving in.

  The custom bed had been made to accommodate four adults, and right now, he figured it was worth every penny they spent on it. As his brother dried off, Sloan placed Carol in the middle of the bed. She sighed and curled onto her side, rubbing her face on one of the pillows. She fell asleep seconds later.

  “Is she asleep?” Jaxon whispered as he slid under the covers behind her. Sloan nodded as he slipped beneath the covers and up against her chest. Jaxon rested his arm over her waist, so Sloan slid a hand to rest in the cleavage between her breasts. “I love you, Carol,” he whispered into the night.

  “So do I.” His brother echoed his words and kissed the side of her neck.

  Sloan met his brother’s gaze over her shoulder. Excitement rushed through him, as did the need to mate with her and ensure that she bonded to them. Carol was their True Mate, and the one thing they needed to be hap
py was Kaden.

  “He’ll come around. You need to give him time.”

  Jaxon nodded his agreement to Sloan’s silent request, to wait to bond completely with Carol until they had Kaden with them.

  Chapter Fourteen

  “You need to go. I’ll catch up with you later.”

  Carol jerked awake from her sleep at those words. Struggling to get her bearings, she watched as Jaxon rolled out of bed and into his clothes faster than she had ever seen someone move. She pulled the sheet up over her chest. He wants me to get out? She tried to ignore the nauseous feeling that washed over her.

  She tried to sound sincere, but the lump in her throat made her words stilted. “Yes, sure. No problem. Sorry for falling asleep.”

  An ache pierced her heart, and the need to get out of here and away from this room filled her. Rejection pounded at her. What the hell was she thinking she could hold the interest of someone like him? She forgot herself at some point in the last few hours and actually started toying with the idea of a future here.

  “Carol, what’s wrong?”

  “Hmm?” Schooling her features into what she hoped was a casual expression, she glanced up at him, careful not to meet his eyes. “Nothing. Looking for my clothes. I’ll head out as well. That way you can lock the door behind me.”

  He stood a scant inch away from her a moment later. “You’re lying.”

  “No, I’m not.” She tried to step around him, but he moved in front of her. Anger fueled by embarrassment ignited deep in her heart. “Jaxon, get out of my way.”

  “Make me.” His dark tone sent a shiver up her spine.

  She shoved at his chest with her one hand while the other clutched the sheet closed in front of her.

  “Carol, I can tell something is bothering you. Look at me.”

  Not a chance. That last thing she wanted right now was for him to realize how much she hurt. They didn’t agree on anything permanent or exclusive. Hell, she had sex with his brother as well, and Sloan was nowhere to be seen. “If I’m looking at you, I can’t look for my clothes.”

  “Carol. Look. At. Me.”

  Unable to resist the dark tone of his voice, she placed a hand on her hip and huffed as she arched an eyebrow at him. “What?”

  “You’re staying here.”

  “No, I most certainly am not. You might be able to get your clothes on in record time, but I need a moment or two more. I could’ve been done by now if you’d move out of my way.”

  His sharp gaze caressed her face as she tried to ignore him and replied, “You said I need to go. I’m not complaining, but I need more than three seconds to wake up and get dressed.”

  “No. No, you don’t understand.” He pounced on her, cupped her jaw, and kissed her. His lips stroked over hers in a way she couldn’t resist. Tears prick the corners of her eyes. It wasn’t fair that he could kiss her like this and not feel the same way.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were awake,” he whispered against her lips.

  “What’s that got to do with anything?”

  Jaxon pulled her close to his chest and stroked her back. Her half-awake brain attempted to process the confusion that clouded it.

  “I was speaking to Sloan about an emergency when you woke up. A couple and their young daughter didn’t arrive back from a canoe trip. Sloan left already, but we didn’t want you to wake up alone.”

  “Go. Now.” Fear for an innocent child filled her and pushed away her own insecurities. Carol shoved against his chest with both hands, this time realizing her mistake. “We’ll talk about this later.”

  “Be here when I get back.”

  “Go. I won’t be hiding if that’s what you’re worried about.”

  He pressed another kiss against her lips and then raced out of the room faster than she had ever seen him move. Moments later she heard the door slam behind him. She dressed as quickly as she could, and then ran into the living room and dug in her purse for her cell phone.

  “Hi, Helen, it’s Carol. What can I do to help?”

  * * * *

  The sun was setting behind the trees when Kaden clipped a cell phone to the collar of the wolf in front of him. “Search the southern ridge. Call when you can.”

  The wolf yipped an affirmation before streaking out into the dark. Everyone was supposed call in to help with the search, but they needed to be especially careful. The trackers were the best at finding the girl, but they wouldn’t be able to approach a young girl in wolf form without frightening her half to death. The best they could do was to shift, call in, and then keep the predators at bay until the human authorities could get to her. There were enough shape-shifters working for the Ontario Provincial Police that they could cover for a wolf.

  He double-checked the schedule to see who was due to come back in. He would take the next shift out because this waiting was driving him insane. They began rotating shifts as soon as the call came in, but he hadn’t left yet. He couldn’t after the short nap he took earlier. Long enough to have nightmares of finding Carol’s body with her throat torn out. The memory made his chest ache and his inner wolf pace in frustration. He wanted to be out in the search, but as head of the Guardians, he had to stay here and keep it all organized.

  Early this morning they’d found the parents wandering the forest, calling for her. The woman had suffered a broken arm, which her husband had already splinted. Thankfully, they had lodged a trip plan with the office before they’d headed out. Their canoe overturned in some rapids, and their daughter got caught in the current and was swept downstream. Several groups were scouring the water’s edge looking for her, but it left a large amount of ground to be covered in the search. Now that dark had fallen they could enlist the help of animals like Sloan that couldn’t risk being seen in the daylight.

  “Kaden!”

  He looked up and met Carol’s gaze. She looked tired and rumpled, as if she had rolled out of bed and into her clothes, and she still looked gorgeous. His cock twitched at the thought of her stretched out on his bed, between him and his brothers.

  “Hi. What are you doing down here?”

  “Catherine told me where to find you, and she sent something for you to eat. I’m to make certain that you eat it all, too.”

  “What kind is it?”

  He pulled at the wrapper to see what kind it was. He would eat anything she brought to him, regardless of if he liked it or not. Not seeing her all day gave him time to think, and he knew he had a lot to make up for, considering his attitude toward her.

  Carol smiled as she spoke. “I’m not certain. She had an assembly line of sandwiches set up. After every one she made, she wrote someone’s name on it and sent it out. I think she consulted her tea leaves on the matter.”

  Kaden couldn’t have stopped the smile that curled his lips, and a lightness filled him. He heard over and over today about Carol rushing all over town, helping out everywhere she was needed. She’d only lived here a week, but already the town thought of her as one of their own.

  It was Carol who had brought sunshine into his heart and had made everything seem possible even in the face of such adversity. There was a child out there somewhere in the park, alone and scared, and somehow she’d managed to make him smile.

  “As long as she didn’t sprinkle any tea leaves on my sandwich, we’re good.”

  “How’s the search going? I know that many of the pack are scouring the woods and more want to be out there.”

  “There is only so much we can do without revealing ourselves. There are a couple of aquatic shifters in these parts, and they have scoured the river and lake edge. The police are still concerned she might have drowned, but we know she hasn’t. If one of our people finds her, then they will call in the location and keep her safe until help comes.”

  Carol twisted her fingers together, and he could see the anguish she was feeling. Her body reflected her emotions like a neon sign.

  “But, Kaden, what if she is hurt? She might not be able to wait.”


  Kaden put his sandwich on the hood of his truck and pulled Carol into his arms. She truly had the biggest heart of anyone he’d ever met, and he could love her for that. She was getting worried about a child she had never met because she knew the girl might be in danger. He’d been such a selfish asshole toward her.

  “They have already thought of that. If she is in any immediate danger, then whoever finds her will carry her to the nearest rendezvous spot and make certain that she gets the help she needs.”

  “I wish I could be out there looking for her. Sitting here waiting is killing me. I can’t imagine what her parents must be feeling. What if she didn’t make it?”

  “None of that. I want you to think positive. We assume she is healthy and fine and we will find her in good health. Her parents are accomplished campers, and they have taken their daughter out on many trips. There is no reason to believe that she won’t be found. Now let’s see what Catherine’s leaves predicted I would be in the mood for.”

  “It’s not as good as her sausage rolls, but it’s still delicious.” Carol smiled and took a sip of her coffee.

  “I’ll never tell Catherine you said so, I swear. In fact…” His radio crackled as one of the teams reported in.

  “Base, we’ve found the child. She’s in stable condition and speaking. Frightened but no signs of any physical trauma. We’re coming in with her.”

  “Woo-hoo!” Carol jumped up into his arms, and he spun around the clearing with her. The tension that had knotted his shoulders for the past day let go, allowing him to relax and enjoy this moment with her. Kaden let loose an ecstatic howl that echoed through the trees around him. A moment later, the joyful howl repeated in the distance, and then again after that.