Xanthe's Choice [Grey River 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Maia Dylan

  “We are going to cover you in chocolate,” Dane said as he moved into press against the front of her, his arousal pressing into her stomach, and she ached to hold him in her hand. Dane reached up to cradle the left side of her face with his hand and leaned in to press his forehead to hers. “And then we’re going to spend some time enjoying every tasty curve. It could take hours.”

  Xanthe swallowed hard at the thought of them spending hours with their mouths on her. Dane tilted his head and laid his mouth on hers, gently at first. Xanthe felt her heart melt at the gentle kiss. She raised her hands to grip his hips and tugged him closer to her, loving that the result of that particularly sweet impact, was that it pushed her ass back into Hunter. Within moments, the kiss changed and became heated and hard. It had her pussy heating to a panty-melting temperature and had her clenching her hands on his hips.

  “Dane’s a great kisser, isn’t he?” Hunter rasped in her ear. Xanthe whimpered in answer. “I love the way he starts out so gently and then demands acquiescence. I love that you are able to give him that, because it’s something I’m struggling with.”

  Dane pulled back from her with a last gentle kiss, and Xanthe saw the slight frown he wore. “Hunter, I will never demand something from you that you are not willing to give. You have to know that. Just as I know that you would not demand something from me or Xanthe that we were unable to give you.”

  Xanthe felt Hunter take a deep breath and then he moved to reach around her and place his hand on the back of Dane’s neck. A move Dane appreciated, if the darkening of his blue eyes was anything to go by.

  “D, I do know that. But the thought of having you take me, while I take our Xanthe?” Hunter shuddered against her, and Xanthe moaned at the image it provoked. “That just fucking blows my mind. I will get to the point where that will happen, I promise you, but for tonight, will you let me have you? Will you both let me have you?”

  Xanthe turned so that she could look at both men at the same time, and the symbolism of the moment was not lost on her as the three stood as a triad, each touching the other two. She wrapped an arm around each of her mates and looked up at her more dominant lion with nothing but acceptance in her eyes.

  “Hunter, I will not only let you and Dane have me tonight,” Xanthe said, loving how right it felt to stand between these two men, “but if you want to, I could probably be talked into letting you keep me.” Xanthe had meant it to be something funny to lighten the mood of the emotionally tense moment, but it came out a little needy.

  “Xanthe, baby,” Dane said as he stared intently into her eyes. “Hunter and I have every intention of convincing you to let us keep you. Make no mistake about it, you are our mate. The mating bond snapped into place for us the moment we were near you and caught your scent, so you can bet your sweet ass that we’ll be keeping you.” Dane dropped her gaze and turned to look at Hunter. “Hunter, I look forward to the day I get to fuck you because honestly you have a pretty fuckable ass!” Dane grinned wickedly, and Xanthe couldn’t help but agree that Hunter had a damn fine ass. “But for now, I am yours for the taking.”

  A smile filled with joy but heavily edged with dominance swept over Hunter’s face, and his eyes darkened with desire. The look he gave her and Dane had Xanthe’s heart pounding, and her pussy clenching in need. Damn, she had always thought she tended to fall on the submissive side of the coin, but when faced with Hunter’s obvious and extreme dominance, it was pretty damn obvious that she was as submissive as hell.

  “Perfect.” Hunter growled, then stepped back from them both, walking backward, never taking his eyes from them as he walked over to the armchair she had in the corner and dragged it over closer to where she and Dane still stood. Xanthe loved that wing-backed armchair and had lovingly restored it when she discovered it in an antiques store. She had covered it in a dark grey material and the choice had surprised her because she was a girly girl who loved more pastel colors. Now, seeing Hunter sit down on it, legs spread and arms resting on the arms of the chair, looking like the dominant regal shifter that he was, Xanthe knew the chair was made for him.

  “Now, Dane,” Hunter said as he settled back into the chair. “I want you to strip the clothes off our mate. Tell her as you uncover each delectable inch of her what you are thinking.” Xanthe’s mouth dried up at the look on Dane’s face. His eyes flashed with desire and his grin was wickedness personified.

  “Xanthe, you are so beautiful, you take my fucking breath away,” Dane leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips that made her sigh. Then he reached down for the hem of her long-sleeved T-shirt and drew it up and over her head. “You have a body made for loving,” he murmured as he ran his hands down her bare arms. “Your skin is so damn soft and luminous. You glow, baby,” Xanthe’s breath came harder and faster as he swept the back of his hand across the tops of her breasts.

  “God, if you only knew how many times I have dreamt of running my tongue over every petal, stem, and spider in this beautiful tattoo,” Dane said softly as he placed his lips against the ink on the top of her left shoulder. He reached behind her and deftly undid her plain white bra. Had she not been drowning in a sea of sexual overload, she might have wished she had been wearing something a little sexier, but as it was she couldn’t bring herself to care.

  Dane stepped back as her bra came away and she stood before them naked from the waist up. “Holy God!” Dane growled as his gaze ran down her body and then he dropped to his knees in front of her. “You are a fucking goddess who deserves to be worshipped.”

  “That she is, Dane,” Hunter’s deep voice came from her left and when she turned to look at him, she couldn’t stop her groan of need. Hunter had released the buttons on his jeans so that his cock was free and he was slowly running his hand from root to tip with strong pulls that had her creaming. Jesus, he was huge.

  “You want a hand with that big boy, Hunter?” Dane’s lust-filled voice filled the room and Hunter groan-laughed.

  “You’ll be getting this in all its glory soon, D, but for now, I would really love to see you make our baby come.”

  Xanthe had to bite back her approval of that idea and stood motionless as Dane spun back to her with a wicked grin filled with promise.

  “Now that, I can absolutely do.” Dane reached out and undid the buttons on her jeans and Xanthe’s tummy muscles quivered at the feel of his fingers on her bare skin. Before she lost complete control of her mind, Xanthe kicked off her shoes as he placed his hands at her hips and, using his thumbs, dragged her jeans and panties down in swoop, helping her to step out of them then he tossed them away.

  Xanthe felt like she was in danger of swallowing her tongue when she saw Dane’s eyes close and he leaned in to press his nose as close to her pussy as possible without actually touching it, and inhaling deeply. “Jesus Christ,” Hunter rasped and Xanthe’s gaze flew to him. He was no longer sliding his hand up and down his shaft, but had one hand wrapped tightly around the base and he was tugging on his balls. “That is the hottest damn thing I have ever seen! The fucking sight of your pussy all bare and naked like it is and Dane kneeling at your feet …” Hunter closed his eyes with a deep breath.

  When he opened his eyes they were amber and Xanthe knew he was feeling more than just a little feral. “Do it, Dane, taste her.”

  The Dane swooped in, nudging her feet wide so he could devour her pussy, and it felt like he sucked all of her into his mouth and laved her with his tongue.

  “Oh, fuck me!” Xanthe couldn’t help but scream as she grabbed Dane by the hair and went up on tip toe to give him more room. She felt her pussy flood as her an orgasm the likes of which she had never anticipated began to build within her. Dane’s tongue never stopped and he rhythmically sucked on her, driving her up fast.

  Within moments Xanthe felt her legs start to shake, and she was sobbing inarticulately.

  “Look at me, Xanthe,” Hunter called from the chair. Her eyes flew to his, and she saw that he was gripping the arms of the cha
ir so hard his knuckles were white and his turgid cock lay against his now-naked abdomen. Somewhere along the line he had stripped off his shirt. “Dane will be the first of us to make you come. He is taking every fucking drop of your cream, and I can feel how much he loves the taste of you down our bond. But you will look at me and let me share it with you. Hold it, Xanthe.”

  Xanthe sobbed as she clamped down on the orgasm that had just been about to crest over her, somehow defying the needs of her own body to do as Hunter demanded.

  “Please!” she screamed as her entire body shook with the need to release, and she watched as satisfaction filled Hunter’s gaze.

  “Come, Xanthe.”

  As if that were all that was holding her back from the brink, Xanthe threw her head back with a scream and let go. Wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body, and she could feel and hear Dane growling against her, but she couldn’t stop herself from grinding her hips against Dane’s face. After what seemed like hours, Xanthe’s legs collapsed, and she crumpled onto Dane’s lap, wondering if she would ever be able to walk again.

  * * * *

  Dane was so damn hard he didn’t know if he would ever be able to walk again. He cradled his shivering mate in his arms and reveled in her breathy gasps and moans of satisfaction as her body would shudder at the pleasure he had given her. He felt fucking ten feet tall. He glanced over at Hunter, who still sat in the armchair, and Dane felt his arousal kick higher again and unbelievable his dick seemed to thicken.

  The look in Hunter’s eyes was clear. He was the king, looking over his domain, and he was one satisfied lion.

  “You have no idea just how much satisfaction that little scene gave me, D.” Hunter’s voice was almost a growl, indicating that his lion was very near the surface.

  “Mmmm, I gotta tell you, Hunter,” Xanthe murmured as she raised her head from Dane’s neck and sat back on his lap, making him groan as she deliberately rubbed her sweet little butt on his erection. “The only one who has been truly satisfied in this room at the moment is me, and I would dearly like to rectify that.”

  “Well, from where I’m sitting, and I love this chair by the way, it looked like you really enjoyed what Dane was doing to that sweet pussy of yours.” Hunter raised an eyebrow in question at Xanthe, who nodded enthusiastically. Dane smiled at her response. “Then I think it’s only fair that you suck Dane’s cock and show him how damn hot it got you, mate.”

  Dane was all about that plan and moved with lightning speed to place Xanthe on her hands and knees in front of him. He palmed his cock and was about to feed it into Xanthe’s waiting mouth when he heard Hunter chuckle.

  “Dane, perhaps you could lift our mate onto the bed so that she’s not kneeling on the floor?” Hunter said dryly, and Dane cursed. He should have thought of that. Leaping to his feet, he gently pulled a giggling Xanthe up beside him. “Xanthe, baby, kneel on the edge of the bed. I feel the need to participate in this round. The sight of you two together was so fucking hot. It has me so damn hard, I feel like I could pound fucking nails.”

  Xanthe’s eyes filled with a playfulness that had Dane’s heart skipping a beat, and then she shook her beautiful blond hair with its iridescent blue and purple stripe over her shoulder and sashayed to the bed. Dane had never used or thought that word before in his entire life but it was exactly what she did, and his mouth dried up at the sight of her.

  She knelt on the middle of the bed, got comfortable, then cast a look over her shoulder that took his breath away. It was a look in her eye and a smile on her face that quite clearly said, “I am here to play.” Then she did the one thing that for a lion shifter was paramount to come fuck me. She arched her back, so that it put her beautiful pussy on display in all its glistening naked glory.

  “Fuck.” Dane whispered.

  “Now!” Hunter growled and the two moved as one toward their mate.

  Dane scrambled with less finesse than he was comfortable admitting to until he was kneeling on the mattress in front of their beautiful Xanthe. He threw his head back on a moan when she reached out with her little hand and wrapped it around the base of his dick. Hard. Just how he liked it.

  “Dane, my darling,” Xanthe’s voice was molten honey and seemed to roll right over him. “Your cock is so damn big and beautiful. I can’t wait to get a taste of you.” And then she swallowed him almost to the root, and Dane roared at the feel of her throat tightening around him.

  “Fuck! Jesus, Xanthe, God!” Dane yelled as she started moving up and down on him, using her hand and her mouth to drive him to an inarticulate state of arousal. Groaning as her tongue swirled around him, he glanced up over the pristine skin of her back and made eye contact with Hunter where he stood, rubbing his hand over Xanthe’s ass and stroking his own dick.

  Dane licked his lips at the sight of Hunter stroking his cock, and from the smirk that came over Hunter’s handsome face, the move did not go unnoticed. “Soon, Dane, you are going to take my cock in your mouth. You are going to suck me to the back of your throat and swallow around me, so I feel all those muscles ripple up and down the length of me.” Dane nodded and moaned and the image Hunter created and yelled when the groan Xanthe gave had her throat vibrating around the sensitive head of his cock. “Then, my love, you will swallow every drop I have to give you. But first, I am going to fuck our Xanthe while I watch her suck your beautiful cock. And Dane? There will be no coming until we all come together.”

  “What?” Dane said through gritted teeth.

  “You heard me, mate. No coming until we all come together.” Hunter stepped up behind Xanthe, and Dane watched as Hunter placed his cock at the entrance to Xanthe’s pussy, gripped her hips, and then pushed inside. He felt Xanthe tense. Hunter’s head flew back as his hips bounced against the fleshy mounds of Xanthe’s ass, and Dane had to fight to hold his orgasm back. Jesus, that was the hottest damn thing.

  Then Dane concentrated on not coming as Hunter began to pound into Xanthe, moving slow at first but building in speed and intensity until he was snapping his hips forward, making Xanthe move on Dane instinctively. It was as if Hunter were fucking them both.

  “Hold that thought, Dane.” Hunter grunted as he took their mate. Dane shuddered on the verge of coming harder than he ever had, and, from the tension in Xanthe’s entire body, he knew that she too was holding back her orgasm desperately. “Very soon, I plan to fuck that luscious ass of yours while you are balls deep in Xanthe, and then I truly will be fucking you both.”

  Dane yelled out at Hunter’s words and knew he was lost. He held Hunter’s gaze as the orgasm swooped in on him, hoping his eyes were conveying that he had no fucking chance of actually stopping it.

  “Do it, Dane, Xanthe!” Hunter roared. “Come for me, my mates! Come with me!” And Dane was shooting down Xanthe’s throat before the last word had even stopped echoing throughout the room. He shuddered helplessly as Xanthe screamed around him but continued to swallow all that he gave her until he slumped onto his haunches, then she threw her head back and screamed her pleasure as Hunter roared his.

  Amazingly enough, Dane felt his dick twitch at the sound of both his mates giving in and coming with him. He dragged air into his lungs as he watched the two people he loved more than anyone else in the world shudder as their bodies came down from what looked and sounded like one hell of an orgasm. Much like his had been.

  Xanthe collapsed into him with a moan, and Dane caught her, holding her as she worked to get oxygen into her lungs as well. Hunter fell forward onto his arms and rested his forehead on her back, his chest heaving, too. It was obvious that Hunter didn’t want to crush Xanthe with his weight, and Dane hoped that when it was his turn that Hunter would keep that thought out of his head. Dane wanted nothing more than to have Hunter’s entire weight pushing him into the mattress. Hell, he’d even like being fucked through the damn mattress. That thought had his cock filling and showing its approval.

  For a few moments, no one moved as they came down from the pinnacles
of pleasure they had driven each other to. Dane had the thought that perhaps if it was like this every time the three of them were together, they might just end up killing each other.

  Chapter 7

  Jesus Christ! Hunter waited for the feeling to come back into his legs before he pushed to a stand and moaned as his still semi-hard cock slid from Xanthe’s hot, slick pussy. He stood for a moment, bringing his breath under control, and watched as Dane pulled their mate into his arms and moved up the bed so that they lay more comfortably across it. Running a hand through his hair, still shocked at how intense the moment had been, Hunter turned and walked into the bathroom.

  Grabbing and wetting a couple of towels, Hunter walked back into the bedroom and stopped at the door as his heart turned over. Both his mates were lying on their sides, talking softly together with their hands clasped together in the air. Hunter felt the moment in every cell of his body. There. Right there on that bed. That was what he wanted for the rest of his life. Xanthe and Dane. He didn’t need anything more to make his life complete.

  Hunter guessed that some of the contentment and wonder that he was feeling had made its way to Dane down their link, because his gaze suddenly slid to him, and the grin he gave him told Hunter that Dane was feeling the same damn thing.

  “Xanthe and I were just discussing this dominant nature of yours.” Hunter grinned at Dane’s words as he stepped forward and cleaned Xanthe, wiping gently between her legs. He paid specific attention to the spots that had her inhaling sharply. After all, it was his job as her mate to make sure she was very well taken care of. “I have to tell you, Hunter, I have never enjoyed taking orders as much as I have today.”

  Hunter grinned at him as he threw the clothes to the floor and jumped in to lie on the other side of Xanthe, snuggling into her, loving the feel of her soft skin against his. He reached his hand up over her so that his hand cradled the back of her and he could entwine his fingers with hers and Dane’s and the same time. “That’s good, because I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. The result was so damn explosive we might actually end up killing each other with pleasure if we aren’t careful.”