by Cara Adams
Unchained Love 1
The Dom Unleashes His Wolf
When Gaynor Lee and Cameron Wilson discover their Dom is a wolf shape-shifter, their relationship is suddenly turned on its head. Everything has to change. For protection, they consider moving into a BDSM community, Carnal Connections, but then rogue panthers try to steal Gaynor’s friend Ramona. Is nowhere safe to live?
And how will they adjust to life in a BDSM community? They’ve always practiced a moderate form of BDSM, nothing too hard-core. Not to mention that Tor Martin is a wolf and most of the other shape-shifters there are panthers. Can cats and dogs cooperate, especially when some of them are Doms?
Meanwhile, Carnal Connections opens their eyes and minds to all sorts of sexual possibilities. BDSM has always been immensely freeing and fulfilling for all of them, but it gets even better. Until Tor wants Gaynor and Cameron to commit to him.
Genre: BDSM, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Shape-shifters
Length: 40,907 words
THE DOM UNLEASHES HIS WOLF
Unchained Love 1
Cara Adams
MENAGE EVERLASTING
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THE DOM UNLEASHES HIS WOLF
Unchained Love 1
CARA ADAMS
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Cameron Wilson was bent over at the waist, his hands grasping his ankles, his legs straight, his head in the space between his spread legs, giving him a clear, if upside-down, view of Gaynor Lee’s ass with a black butt plug strategically centered in it.
He wondered if it would be him driving into her ass later this evening or whether Tor would claim it. Cameron didn’t mind. Her ass or her cunt, either was fine with him. Both were hot and welcoming. In fact, Gaynor herself personified hot and welcoming. The more he got to know her, the more he appreciated her as a person, a woman, a friend, a lover.
But Torquil Martin was very much the Dominant in their relationship. Secretive, too. Cameron didn’t know very much about him outside the bedroom. It was almost as though he kept a boundary between them even in their everyday life that emphasized he was the Dom and them the subs. Mostly Cameron never questioned it, but sometimes it’d be nice to know a little more about Tor, the man. Oh sure, neither Cameron himself nor Gaynor wore collars or called Tor “Sir” except in bedroom sessions sometimes, but neither were they unaware that Tor guided and directed their lives in many subtle ways. Cameron had to admit that pleasing Tor invariably meant he was pleased himself. And certainly he’d never had such huge and shattering orgasms before they’d joined together and Cameron had handed over control of his sexual pleasure to Tor.
Cameron thought for a minute. Having Tor in charge definitely freed him. As an attorney registered with the State Bar Association of Ohio, specializing in business law, Cameron saw some people who had no morals or ethics in their lives at all. In his day-to-day reality he had to be hard and realistic. Always focused on the goal, ordering people around, compelling clients to give him the information he needed, making them understand the potential consequences of totally ignoring the rules. He had to be strong, powerful, bossy, even ruthless to gain their attention and agreement on necessary decisions. But in the bedroom he handed all the power over to Tor. Tor made the decisions. It was Tor who had to weigh up the relevant sides to every issue and decide what path they’d take. In giving over his control, Cameron was freed to relax, to trust Tor’s decisions, to accept punishment if it was given, and to revel in Tor’s love and care for him and for Gaynor.
Tor always ensured Cameron got release in the end. Oh, the delay may be painful, agonizing even, but the conclusion, when he fucked Gaynor’s cunt or her ass, or whether she sucked him off, was inevitably worth the wait.
Gaynor. He sometimes wondered whether her mother had been psychic, because the word was Gaelic for “white” and the woman had pure white hair. He needed to ask her about her mother one day. She was a true treasure. So confident in her own self she willingly gave herself to Tor or to him, however Tor decided.
Of course they didn’t always play BDSM games. Some days they just lay in bed together, talking and laughing and sharing their lives. Cameron knew it was supposed to be a girly thing to talk after sex, and admittedly some nights he came so hard he fell asleep almost immediately afterward. But other times he truly enjoyed just holding Gaynor and talking about anything and everything. She loved to chatter and he knew all sorts of interesting tidbits about her. Yet not so much about
Tor. Again, there was a secretive side to Tor. I’d really like to know more about him. The three of them in bed together, relaxed, satiated, friends, companions, lovers. That was also such a very special time.
Right now his thigh muscles were starting to hurt, and even though he tried to keep his chin tilted upward, his head was filling with blood from its hanging-down position, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold his stance much longer. But he couldn’t take his gaze off Gaynor’s scrumptious ass.
Gaynor was in the same position as him, but her wrists were handcuffed to the chair she was bent over, whereas he had to support his own body.
Tor was teasing Gaynor’s spine with a feather. Cameron knew all about Tor’s techniques with the feather. His touch was so light and gentle, the recipient hardly knew it was happening. Yet, at the same time, the person being touched ached for and craved more pressure, more light strokes with the feather. Or harder strokes, genuine pressure to ease the itching desperation of the skin’s craving for more, more, more.
Cameron’s cock was wedged between his belly and his chest in this position, and he could already feel the dampness from his cockhead on both his belly and his chest. Which meant it wasn’t just one tiny drop of pre-cum there but more like a warning that he’d lose his control and come if he didn’t concentrate on waiting until Tor said the time was right.
But it was hard not to visualize sinking his aching dick deep into Gaynor’s round ass. She was so beautiful, even in this position. In fact, being bent over showed her butt off to perfection. He knew she sometimes thought her ass was too big, but to his mind, it was absolutely perfect. Round enough to grab hold of as he pounded into her and padded enough she didn’t bruise easily in their bedroom games. Even the slight wobble it gave as she hurried was enticing. Following her upstairs was the fastest way ever for him to get a hard-on. Being so close to that delicious ass made his cock beg to be inside her.
Not that her cunt wasn’t equally welcoming. He couldn’t see her neatly shaved landing strip from here, but it was pretty much an arrow pointing to heaven in his mind.
Cameron’s head was starting to ache from being bent over, and his thigh muscles were really hurting now, too. But he forced himself to relax and hold the position. Tor would tell him when it was time to move. Tor knew Cameron’s limits and gave instructions that pushed Cameron but gave him enormous pleasure. Cameron could hear Tor’s deep voice in his head saying, “The longer you wait the better the orgasm. Every time you should delay just a little longer than the time before.”
Cameron watched as Tor laid the feather down on the bench and stroked Gaynor’s skin with his palm. He heard Gaynor’s soft, happy murmur, almost like a purr, then her startled gasp as Tor swatted her ass twice with the flat of his hand.
Surprise was one of Tor’s regular techniques, but even knowing that, Cameron was almost always shocked when the action happened to him, as Gaynor evidently had been right then.
Cameron deliberately forced his tense shoulders to relax. He lifted his gaze from Gaynor’s pale, perfect skin and focused on the back of her head. Her hair was pure white and very thick. Right now it had all fallen forward from the way she was posed, but usually it rested on her shoulders. He couldn’t see her eyes, but they were a light blue and full of intelligence. Gaynor was one smart woman, and he loved her for her quick, clever wit, as well as for her adorable body.
Suddenly Tor stood in front of Cameron. “You may stand up straight.”
With a relieved sigh, Cameron straightened his back, ready for the pounding wave of nausea as all the blood rushed out of his head again. He closed his lips and eyes tightly and waited until he felt certain it was safe to open his eyes again.
Tor was watching him, his face expressionless but his gaze guarded. Tor knew how he felt. Tor always knew. That’s why Cameron trusted him to be the one in charge of his sexual pleasure.
“You were staring at Gaynor’s ass. You want to replace that butt plug with your cock, don’t you?”
Cameron nodded, cleared his throat, and said, “Yes.”
“You were imagining how you’d fuck her, how deep and how hard. How good it would feel for you both.”
Again Cameron nodded.
“Do you understand why I made you wait like that?” asked Tor.
“You wanted me to imagine doing it. It will be better for both Gaynor and me because of the time I spent watching her and picturing myself fucking her ass.”
“She’ll be so wet and ready she’ll come at once. So you must be in control and give her a second orgasm before coming yourself.”
Damn. It is going to be tricky to hold off that long. “Yes, Sir.”
“Come.”
Cameron followed Tor across the room to Gaynor, his legs still slightly wobbly. Gaynor had heard everything, of course, and knew he’d be the one fucking her. He’d be the one giving her two orgasms.
Tor stroked Gaynor’s skin gently as he released the handcuffs and freed her. “Cameron will sit on the chair, and you’ll sit on him. Also, you’ll suck me off while he fucks your ass,” said Tor.
Gaynor gave a little shiver, but Cameron knew it was from pleasure, not from disagreement with the plan. She gave excellent head and was always willing to suck either of them. She almost never disagreed with any of their plans, although she’d insisted on both him and Tor using condoms at first. Now they’d been in an exclusive relationship for four months, and she’d had the pregnancy-prevention implant, so she no longer cared whether they used condoms or not.
Cameron settled himself on the chair then guided Gaynor’s ass down over his cock. She was more than ready for him, stretched and open, so he slid right inside her with just a tiny push past her ring of muscles. She wiggled down on him until his balls were pressed tight against her ass cheeks.
He wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her safe on his lap, then rammed three fingers of his other hand deep into her cunt. “So wet,” he said.
Gaynor just moaned then gave that tiny purr sound again.
Tor had lined his cock up with her lips, and Gaynor held his shaft with one hand and his balls with the other.
Cameron’s eyes nearly crossed as he tried to watch her mouth on Tor’s cock and her breasts bouncing up and down as he pulled out of her ass then drove up into her again. People often said men couldn’t multitask, but he did gather together enough brain cells to make his fingers twist and curve deep inside her cunt until he found that slightly rougher patch of nerve endings. He scraped his fingers over it and she came hard, her pussy rippling around his fingers and her ass clenching tight on his cock. Cameron had to stop thrusting into her or he’d have come as well then, but he managed to control both his cock and his breathing as she shivered and rippled all around him.
As soon as he sensed her starting to come down off her peak, he slammed into her again and again, keeping his fingers moving around inside her as before, matching them to the drive and withdrawal of his cock some of the time and just twisting them around to stroke her sweet spot the rest of the time.
After a little while he managed to find her clit with his thumb, and on his instroke he rubbed her hot little button then teased around it on the outstroke. His cock was harder than a spike now, his balls drawn up tight, and the tingling at the base of his spine told him his control was pretty much all used up.
Cameron put both hands on her hips, forcing her down on him as he pushed up, trying to get even a fraction of an inch more penetration.
Tor’s hands were on Gaynor’s breasts, teasing her nipples, and Cameron really wanted to look, but his brain was almost fried with pleasing her as it was, and he didn’t dare watch her sucking Tor’s cock or Tor playing with her lovely, round breasts.
At the very moment when he thought he was going to lose control, Gaynor melted against him, her body shaking hard as she climaxed. Cameron had no sensation of letting go, but semen poured out of his cock into her tight heat over and over again while he held Gaynor against his che
st.
He had a moment’s guilt wondering whether Tor had come before remembering Tor always was in control. That’s when his brain registered the stickiness of Gaynor’s breasts against his hands. How could he not have noticed Tor coming on Gaynor? It could only have happened at the exact moment he came himself, when his eyes were shut and his brain had momentarily switched off. But how like Tor to time it so they’d all climaxed together. It was another example of Tor’s wonderful care for him and Gaynor, of their relationship as a threesome.
* * * *
Gaynor was so limp she thought she might never be able to move again. First Tor had teased and tormented her by handcuffing her over a chair, stuffing her ass with a huge butt plug, and then using his hands and a feather to arouse her almost to screaming point. If he hadn’t expressly forbidden her from coming, she’d have orgasmed the moment when he spanked her. Or possibly even sooner. Then Cameron had fucked her brains out. Her ass had felt so empty after the butt plug was removed that she’d been desperate to be fucked there. But somehow Cameron had understood and had used his fingers in her cunt as well. Plus, with Tor in her mouth she’d felt so full and cherished, loved in every possible way.
Tor was amazing, the way he always knew exactly what she needed to bring her to the highest peak of pleasure. But Cameron seemed to sense it, too, and never failed to please her thoroughly. She was one very lucky woman to have two such wonderful men to love her.
The BDSM really helped, too. She wasn’t into blood play or being kept on a collar and leash, but surrendering her thoughts and wishes to someone else and letting them decide what happened in the bedroom was truly liberating. Her orgasms had been the best ever since she’d joined with Tor and Cameron, and she’d developed a deep and abiding sense of peace that had spread right though her heart into her everyday life as well.