Desert Seduction [Seducing Them 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  Ny watched Forest for signals as they pumped together inside her, every stroke more amazing than the previous one. Her ass gripped him so tightly he just wanted to stay inside her forever, but that would defeat the purpose of the exercise. Chloe needed him touching her walls, sparking flames off all those nerve endings, arousing her ever higher and higher until she was the one exploding. Only then could he let go of his own control and join her in release.

  He pressed his lips on her shoulders, licking and sucking at her soft, sweet, sweaty skin as he maintained the rhythm indicated by Forest. They gradually pumped a little harder and faster, increasing the pace as their arousal rose and rose until finally he could let himself go and slam into her, offering his beloved Chloe every inch of himself to her tight, clasping ass.

  Ny saw her neck muscles cord up and knew she was about to climax, but Forest had seen her body language as well and possessed her mouth before she could yell. Ny slammed his dick deep into her ass as her body gripped him hard, and she shook all around him. He managed two more strokes, and then his control was gone. He jetted spurt after spurt of seed into his condom, holding her tightly and pressing more kisses to her deliciously salty skin.

  They rolled onto their sides and lay together, panting for a wonderfully long time before Ny needed to pull out of her ass and clean up. He found the box of cleansing wipes and passed them around then put everything in a trash bag. Only then did he get out a fresh wipe and gently rub Chloe’s skin, cooling her down and removing the mingled sweat and aroma of the three of them.

  “Thank you. That was amazing,” she said, sitting up and getting dressed.

  Sighing, Ny pulled his jeans on. He’d walk her back to the boundary of the women’s area as she wished, even though he’d much prefer holding her in his arms all night. But hell, she’d granted them both far more than he’d dared hope for, and there were several days yet before the event was over. Maybe she’d agree to mate them despite everything that had happened.

  * * * *

  Thursday began early. The Alpha was determined to ensure no troublesome wildlife was anywhere near the campground during the gathering of the pack, so at dawn he took a small group of volunteers hunting. Forest rolled over and went back to sleep as Ny left to join the group. He knew Stone was going as well. Stone did most of the hunting for their family, and of course Ny did most of the cooking, so they were natural members of a hunting party. He’d promised to help Patton finish hanging all the cable for the lighting, so he could sleep a couple more hours.

  He was up a ladder, extending the cabling through the camping area when the hunting party returned, and it appeared they’d gotten a good bag of critters. Most desert animals stayed away from people unless disturbed. But with children expected as well, the Alpha hadn’t wanted to take any risks, so the hunting party made good sense. It also provided them with some free food, which was also a consideration with so many hungry mouths to feed. Forest’s stomach rumbled at the thought of rattlesnake chili, one of Ny’s specialties, and maybe some other delicacies as well.

  The general cabling was all done, and he was helping Patton hang up party lights in the big tent, when Jaz came over to tell them it was time to eat. Forest’s nose had been well aware of a mix of tasty scents for at least an hour, and he was more than ready to join the line at the food table. It was like an old-style pot-luck supper, with dishes of food set out and disposable plates and forks. Each person filed past the table taking a scoop of whatever they wanted, with bread and butter at the end of the line to soak up the various sauces and gravies.

  He looked around to eat with Chloe and saw her standing with one of her brothers. Not Tekoa. Reuben, that’s who it was. He was still working on recognizing everyone here.

  “Hi, Chloe. May I join you?”

  “Sure. You know Reuben. And this is Luther. He works at the cactus farm. Luther is the one who caught the shrews, which are totally delicious.”

  “Everything is great. Well done, Luther.”

  “We got a couple of rattlers as well. Ny made his famous chili, and we’re all ready to get the recipe from him.”

  Forest relaxed and joined in the general conversation. It was enough for him now to be near Chloe. To know she was safe and happy. He was surprised how much he was enjoying this time. Being out of doors was good. Most of his day was usually spent inside the store, although any time there were no customers, he could go outside if he wanted to. It was just that he almost never bothered to. There always seemed to be work he could be doing. Here he could throw his head back and look at the sky, breathe in the harsh, dry, clean desert air, and watch all the people around him. They all had chores to do, and everyone was working happily and cooperatively together.

  “You were right, Chloe. It’s good for the pack to be together like this.”

  She rewarded him with the most beautiful smile that made his palms sweat, his heart pound, and his dick awaken and stretch. He loved her so much. He had to show her he’d changed and would care for her without fencing her in. He had just these few short days to demonstrate his willingness to love and serve her always, and he had to succeed. His life wouldn’t be worth living if Chloe wasn’t part of it.

  After the meal break, everyone went back to work. The party lights were all hanging in the big tent, and the next job was stringing cute fairy lights around the children’s tent, and then finally he was finished for the day. But he’d made a good friend of Patton, and that was special. Just getting to know more people in the pack was valuable. Chloe and Jaz had seen that, and he hadn’t, but he understood now and realized how very wrong he’d been to try to stop her.

  He helped Patton strap the ladders to his truck and then turned at the sound of a truck horn hooting loudly. More and more people had flooded onto the Alpha’s land during the day. Looking around now at the bustling food area and the many tents set up in the camping area, Forest thought almost everyone would be here before the event officially began tomorrow afternoon.

  That was just another sign how much everyone had agreed with the plan to get together. Of course, desert dwellers knew to allow a couple of extra hours on long journeys for the inevitable flat tire or wheel getting bogged in a hidden patch of sand. But even so, it looked very much to him as though most people had allowed a good twelve hours extra, which meant they actually wanted to arrive early to meet and greet their friends or to get to know strangers before the official start time.

  But they didn’t usually honk their horns to say they’d arrived. There were plenty of people standing around to answer any questions. And they didn’t usually drive in a huge refrigerated truck. This was some kind of delivery, not another guest. Forest wandered over to the truck along with a couple of dozen other people.

  A chubby, smiling, middle-aged man jumped down out of his truck. “Hi there, people. I guess you’ll be the company having your annual picnic here, right? Lady name of Chloe ordered some meat, and I’ve brought it special from up north. Biggest single meat order I’ve ever had in my life, and I’ve been a butcher here in Towler since I was knee-high to a grasshopper helping my dad in the store. I sure do hope you people plan to come back here again next year.”

  Forest smiled at the man’s enthusiasm while several other people rushed away, presumably to find Chloe. Just then Jaz came running up, chasing after her huge dog, Phideaux. Forest realized he hadn’t seen much of Phideaux. She must have been keeping him away from the crowds. But right now the mutt was sitting at the butcher’s feet, a huge grin on his face and one paw raised to beg.

  The butcher laughed and rubbed his head. “Sorry, my friend. I’m pretty sure not all these four hundred hot dogs are for you. But likely you’ll get a couple of them.”

  Jaz grabbed Phideaux’s collar and said, “Phideaux, get back here and behave.”

  The dog obeyed her. She was nowhere near strong enough to drag him if he hadn’t wanted to move. “Chloe’s coming now,” she added.

  Chloe signed the paperwork, and then she
and Jaz lined everyone up into a conga line, and they passed the meat up the line and into the house, where other people stacked it neatly in two giant chest freezers, one for the two hundred steaks and the other for the four hundred hot dogs.

  The butcher drove off, and Forest was left again in awe of the planning abilities of the woman he loved. Not to mention the way she’d evidently convinced the Towler butcher to special order and go and fetch all their provisions himself. Forest spent a moment wondering if the next truck to arrive would be a potato farmer or grocer with the ingredients for potato salad or coleslaw to go with the steaks.

  He’d thought today he’d be bored to death sitting around with half a dozen people waiting for the event to begin tomorrow. Instead it’d been a day full of hard work, fun, and surprising insights into himself and his woman. But the reason he’d allowed himself to be talked into coming early was about to happen—the evening, which he hoped to spend with Chloe once again. Chloe. A woman of many talents and many parts. He wanted her to be his more than he’d ever imagined he could want anyone or anything.

  Chapter Six

  Chloe sat in one of the fold-up chairs by the barbecue pit and rested her head back on the top of it, stretching her spine down and her legs out. She was tired and a little stiff, but some of that was from the extra exercise she’d enjoyed the previous night. Exercise she’d be willing to try again tonight, if things went well.

  And speaking of things going well, everything had gone unbelievably smoothly with the setup of the party so far.

  Ny stepped behind her and massaged her neck. “Are you tired, Chloe?”

  “Not really. I was just thinking that everything has fallen into place really nicely.”

  “That’s because you planned every step of it with Jaz,” said Indigo, dropping into the chair beside her and patting her hand.

  “Well, the catering team and the rest of the food are arriving tomorrow morning. We’ll see how that goes.” Chloe sat up a bit straighter in her chair and let Ny work on the muscles a little lower in her back.

  “What no potato farmer driving up in his truck?” teased Forest, taking the chair on her other side.

  Indigo and Ny laughed, and Chloe grinned at them both. “Wasn’t the butcher a sweetie? Such a nice, helpful man.”

  “I think you made his week buying so much food from him,” said Ny.

  “I like the idea of supporting local businesses where it’s possible. And he did make the run to get everything direct from a supplier so we got cheaper prices, as well as a bulk discount.”

  Forest took her hand. “I’m sure you got the best deal in town. You’re a dead-smart businesswoman, Chloe.”

  She felt herself blushing. “Lots of people helped. In fact, everyone has been amazing.”

  Once again people had brought food to share, but tonight there were much bigger crowds and lots more choices. There were still a few leftovers from lunchtime, but there were all sorts of things people had brought from their own areas as well. Special desert dishes, favorite werewolf recipes, and everyday food, all mixed in together so that there was something for every taste.

  All around her people were in happy party mode, talking and laughing, greeting old friends, making new ones. As she’d predicted, the children were running around kicking and throwing balls, and Phideaux was playing with him. But the devoted dog wouldn’t let them go too far. He kept them herded into the area of the Alpha’s land that she and Jaz had set aside for recreation. It was easily as large as baseball ground and big enough for twenty children to stretch their legs and scream and shout as they played.

  As darkness began to fall, Patton switched all the lighting on, and the area was bathed in bright lights, plenty strong enough to see where they were going. The children’s tent glowed red, green, blue, and gold with its colored lights, and the tiny white lights all around the party tent looked great as well. Chloe sat back in her chair and relaxed. Damn, it looked good. She’d had the most wonderful group of people to help her, and the Alpha had been never-endingly courteous and generous.

  Forest and Ny had never been far from her side tonight, but they hadn’t monopolized her attention either or made her feel crowded. Actually, they’d behaved perfectly. Just like everything else here today, they’d fit in well and helped out, not bossing her around or trying to take over but being polite, helpful, everything she could wish for.

  “Are you ready to go yet, or are there things you still need to do?” Ny asked her.

  “It’s all good. The catering team is due to arrive with all their equipment tomorrow morning, and that’s the last group. The Alpha will be emceeing everything from there on.”

  “Would you like to come with us now?” asked Forest.

  She stared into his face and then into Ny’s. They were genuinely asking her. If she’d said no, they’d have accepted her decision. She was sure. That was all she needed to know. She had no intention at all of refusing them, but she had to have that certainty. She had to know they’d listen to her wishes.

  Last night’s double penetration sex had been everything she’d ever dreamed of and so much more. Now that she knew that Forest could behave appropriately and was willing to work on that she was ready to be with them. The four months they’d spent apart had only made her wish she’d been able to stay longer with them, explaining her needs better to Forest. As it had happened, the separation had done a far better job of helping him to understand her as a person than any speeches she could have given.

  She was willing to step up and be with them now, to go back to Junctionville and live with them at the gas station and the store. Although maybe she’d get her brothers to bring a selection of cacti to the store. Perhaps she could still help her family by encouraging tourists to support her family, even though she wasn’t going to be living with them anymore. Not that her family, or Ny and Forest, knew that yet. But her mind was made up. Forest had more than passed any test she could ever set him. Besides, Chloe didn’t think she could bear to be apart from the men again.

  She’d left them in anger and disappointment. Well, more disappointment than anger, but still some anger. Now was the time to realize they could all work at a relationship and make it come true. A happy ending for them all, with some BDSM included, but only in the bedroom. She was looking forward to that and wondered what toys Forest might have at home. Or perhaps she needed to go online and choose some herself. Hell yes. That could be fun!

  She stood up. “Let’s go.”

  Instead of walking to where their tent had been all along, the men took her to the far side of the campground. Not the area for families, which was toward the rear, but the edge of the camping space, right on the verge of the open desert and a good thirty feet from the nearest tent. She stood with her hands on her hips. “You know, if I really wanted to scream, thirty feet isn’t going to make much of a difference.”

  Ny laughed. “We guessed that. But if we’re rustling around at night and making sounds and groans when other people are asleep, thirty feet should be enough that they don’t wake up and go outside looking to see if a mountain lion is wandering around.”

  “That’s true.”

  She didn’t comment on the implication that she’d stay with them all night. She’d already more or less decided she would. In fact, in her own tent, her clean clothes for tomorrow were already packed in her shower bag to make it easy to collect and get into the shower without taking much time about it. There were a lot more people here already than she’d expected a day early, though, so maybe there would be lines for the showers. Oh, well, too bad.

  Once again she looked in the shallow metal dish across the doorway of the tent, but this time there was only a single ant trapped in it. Clearly the insect repellant was doing its work well or else there weren’t any scorpions around here. Either way it worked for her. She still kept her boots on until she’d shaken the blanket out though. A lifetime of training wasn’t going to stop because these men were caring and organized.

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nbsp; Chloe sat cross-legged on the blanket and waited to see what the men had planned.

  “Were you satisfied with how last night went?” asked Forest.

  She smiled at him. “Everything was perfect, thank you.”

  He seemed relieved, but he must have known how good her orgasm was. Maybe he just needed her reassurance.

  “You don’t need the duct tape?”

  Now he was teasing her, so she teased him right back. “Wellll, maybe.”

  Ny snorted and rummaged in his backpack, pulling out condoms, lube, and a length of rope, which he handed to Forest.

  “Rope is handy, multipurpose stuff. I could whip your ass with it or tie you up with it. But what I’d really like to do is tempt you with it. Why don’t you get undressed?”

  “Are you both going to get naked as well?”

  “Fuck, yes.”

  Ny closed the tent flap and began scrambling out of his clothes. Chloe hid her smile and undressed, piling her things neatly in a corner of the tent. It was a two-man tent, so not all that spacious seeing they had extra luggage with the containers that had held the food they’d bought, which was part of Ny’s job as their chef.

  She had about ten seconds to wonder if they’d left their costumes for the masquerade ball in their truck, which was where hers still was, before Forest pounced on her and laid her sprawled on her back. With a quick flick of his hand, he tied her wrists together, and then he tied one ankle to a tent eyelet so her legs were spread wide apart. His own leg held her second leg where he wanted it.

  Then he leaned over her and slowly trailed the edge of the rope across her skin. He moved infinitesimally slowly, letting each individual strand of the rope touch her flesh and be recognized by her synapses before moving on.

  Chloe gasped. She’d never considered rope sexy, but it was. He twisted the rope sideways and dragged it over her belly, making her skin twitch and shiver with need, and then he held it between his hands and rubbed it over her cunt, causing her pussy to cream with desire.