by Cara Adams
“Put your leg down.” He hit the vibrator the second her foot touched the ground, catching her unawares.
“Raise your arms above your head.”
Her breasts were so enticing in this pose. It accentuated her ribs and made her nipples into hard little points he desperately wanted to suck. And he would suck them as well. In a little while.
Ion got out a jar of aromatic oil, undid the buckles holding Evan in place on his spanking bench, and told Anastasia to begin massaging Evan’s neck and shoulders. The sub was starting to come out of subspace now, and needed some aftercare. After his shoulders he got Anastasia to massage Evan’s butt and thighs, then his upper arms, and finally his neck and shoulders a second time. Only then did he tell them both to get dressed.
It was time to go to his room.
They undressed again in silence, then he pulled a straight-backed, hard wooden chair out from the corner of his room and sat down. “Come here, Anastasia.”
When she stepped over to him he said, “Bend over my knee and show Evan what’s in your ass.” She draped herself over his knee and he pulled her ass cheeks apart, so Evan could see the dildo.
“Evan, stick your fingers in her cunt.”
Evan had to kneel side-on but soon he was arranged with the fingers of his right hand deep in Anastasia’s pussy, and his head turned to her ass.
Ion nodded, then pressed the button on the dildo at the highest setting. Anastasia’s entire body quivered and he saw Evan’s brown eyes widen and gleam. He should have been able to feel her reaction very clearly. Ion gave her a second burst, even though she wouldn’t respond quite so powerfully this time.
“Now lick your fingers.”
Once again Evan’s eyes sparkled as he sucked Anastasia’s juices from his hand.
Ion removed the vibrator from her ass and turned her so her back was toward him. “Sit on my cock, Anastasia.”
It took a bit of organization to get her placed exactly right, but eventually his dick was pressing at the opening to her tight muscle ring, and then he pushed his cockhead in. After that, one powerful stroke with his feet and thighs had his dick completely buried in her hot rear channel.
Ion wound his legs around hers, forcing her to open her legs as wide as she could, until her cunt was fully displayed to Evan, who was still kneeling in front of the chair.
“Do you like what you see, Evan? Does it make you hot?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Taste her, lick her, suck her, bite her.”
Ion could feel Anastasia shivering at his words, so he put his hands over her breasts, palming the warm globes, and stroking the tender skin of the undersides. As Evan bent to lick her pussy, Ion teased her nipples, pinching them and stretching them, rolling them between his fingertips, then pressing the hard little points into the palms of his hands. He bent his face to her neck, pressing soft kisses along her tender skin, tasting the faintest hint of salt on her, overlaid by a citrus smell.
Her body was starting to shake in his arms again so he said, “Would you like to come, Anastasia?”
“Yes.”
“Very well, come then.”
He pinched both her nipples hard and bit her neck where the tendons joined with her shoulder. His dick was begging him to start fucking her but he needed Evan to be inside her first. As her contraction started to die down, he said, “Now fuck her, Evan.”
Evan looked around the room and collected a second, matching chair, pushing the seat of it hard against the seat of the one Ion sat on. Evan swung a leg over the second chair and clambered on, then inched his butt forward and still farther forward until his cock was pressing into Anastasia’s pussy. By the time he’d entered her completely, his body was mostly on the same chair as them, but his feet rested on the floor and the second chair supported the rearmost part of his ass. They were solid wood chairs. Ion trusted them to cope with their combined weight.
There was nothing that felt as good as both of them together inside Anastasia simultaneously. His dick on one side of the thin sheet of membrane, and the man he knew now would always be his best friend, on the other side. The woman they both loved formed the link in the chain that bound them together. Anastasia was their woman, their human, the one who’d forever make them a family.
He smiled at Evan over her head, then began to pump up into her. It took concentrated effort to move the three of them using his feet and thigh muscles, but Evan’s body was partly supported by his own feet on the floor, and also to some extent by the chair behind him. It was hard work but enabled them to have extremely deep penetration. His balls were pressed tightly against her entry at the end of every single stroke and already she was wiggling desperately to make them go harder and faster.
Ion gripped her hips, forcing her down on him, then let Evan grab her ass so that he could push a fraction of an inch deeper into her cunt. Again and again they seesawed into her, each of them ramming as far and hard as he could.
Ion could feel his own sweat coating his back and his thigh muscles starting to ache, but it was a good ache, a fulfilling ache, and there was no way he was stopping until Anastasia was screaming out her second orgasm of the night.
He could feel her body trying to wiggle but he kept a firm hold of her so his cock was at its maximum penetration in her ass, and then she broke. With a long sigh she went limp between them and her ass clenched hard on his dick as her pussy muscles contracted over and over again. His mission accomplished, Ion let go of his own control and slammed into her up and down, up and down, as his cock exploded. He managed two more thrusts, as more cum jetted from him, then he stopped. Evan was already resting his head on Anastasia’s chest, a clear sign he’d come, too.
Once again he made sure to catch Evan’s gaze over her head, then he pulled on her hair to lift her face up. “Anastasia, you know we love you, don’t you? We both love you and want to mate with you.”
She opened her eyes and smiled the most wondrous of smiles. She turned slightly sideways so she could see both of them. The movement on his cock made it half hard already, just moments after he’d come.
“I love you both, too. I’m ready to mate you both. But don’t you have to turn into wolves for that?”
Ion shrugged. “I don’t think it’s essential anymore. If you’d like to see our animals I’m happy to display them, but since you’re human we can’t mate in animal form, anyway. All we need is your agreement, then we’ll have the ceremony.”
“I agree. But change for me please. I’d like to see you both.”
“First we shower,” said Ion, waiting until Evan stood up, then lifting her off his cock.
He couldn’t resist sucking her breasts under the shower. Then he got to soaping her cunt and found his fingers inside her. She was totally irresistible.
He kneeled down and finger-fucked her while Evan worked on her breasts, and she came once more all over his hand. His cock was so ready he shot his cum onto her belly and Evan laughed and pushed her to her knees so he could give her a pearl necklace.
By the time they were finally clean and dried it was much later, but then she sat silently on the bed and waited for them to transform.
Some wolves needed to run a lot. Some of the wild mountain wolves wouldn’t even work at the castle because they knew they’d want to run on their lunch break and there was neither time nor space for that in tourist season. He was different. If he went a long time without transforming, his wolf demanded to be let out, but once every month or so was all he needed. He assumed Evan was much the same, working the hours he did indoors.
His room wasn’t very big, so he moved the two chairs back against the wall, then pictured his wolf and transformed. He was a gray wolf, not brown or black, but then his hair was fair, so that was logical he supposed. Evan was a brown wolf, shorter than him but a lot more solid. They both came across to Anastasia and she petted them, then threw the pillows from the bed for them to play with, batting them gently backward and forward. He wondered if it was somet
hing she’d done with brothers in time gone by.
After a little while he changed back, and Evan did, too. He clapped Evan on the shoulder. “I’m glad we came together like this. I’m glad we’re going to be a threesome. I trust you and respect you more than any other man I know.”
“I’m honored you will be my Dom and my partner. I feel the same.”
They climbed onto the bed with Anastasia and pulled up the bedcovers. She wiggled between them until her chest was pressed against his and her ass was hard against Evan. Then she said, “Evan, is your room bigger than this one?”
Ion had an idea she’d asked that question before. Or maybe he’d only imagined it.
“They’re all roughly the same size because the renovations were done one after the other. We could measure them if you want to.”
“We’ll do that, and then we’ll put most of our possessions in the smaller room, and just what we need from day to day in the bigger room. That way we can have a small table and three chairs as well as the bed. It’ll work just fine.”
She went still and he realized she was asleep already. It never ceased to surprise him the way she would be instantly asleep, but she woke up just as fast.
“Fine by me, my mate,” he said softly into her hair.
* * * *
Dominik, Stefan, and Uwe had left the castle as soon as the last tourist had departed. They’d taken cans of fuel with them, a box of food, and a crate of bottled water. They were driving one of the castle delivery vans, and chained to the metal pillar in back were Lev and Sergei. Their hands and feet were handcuffed as well as being chained to the actual van.
Dominik was in a hurry. They had a twelve hour drive to do in eleven hours, and he wasn’t going to be waiting for anyone. As soon as they hit the main road, he nodded to Stefan to hit the gas and get moving faster.
He turned and looked into the back of the van. Lev and Sergei glared back at him, but neither said anything. “It’s like this. If you cause any trouble I’ll be happy to drop you off a high bridge into a fast-flowing river. We’ll be crossing any number of them tonight. We’ll be traveling fast. You can have all the water you want to drink, but we’ll only be stopping to refuel the van, so make sure you don’t need to go and take a piss until then. And finally, if you start making noises I’ll be putting these ball gags in your mouth and you won’t be getting anything to eat or drink until we arrive. Do you understand?”
He held up two ball gags with the largest-sized balls and nice tough leather straps.
Both Lev and Sergei nodded.
It was a quiet trip through the night. Dominik and Uwe shared the driving with Stefan, and each one of them was determined to arrive in Izmir, western Turkey, before their set meeting time with the Alpha’s agents. They approached the outskirts of Izmir in good time and stopped in a rest zone to use the bathrooms and freshen up, then topped up the gas tank of the van again. Dominik was very aware they might have to leave Izmir in a hell of a hurry and go home by a roundabout route.
Uwe got into the driver’s seat and they headed into the town as Dominik sent a text. Here now.
Immediately he was sent an address with basement parking lot after it. He typed the address into the GPS so Uwe would know how to get there, then crawled over the seat into the back of the van, and put the ball gags on the two captives. He followed that up with a pair of blindfolds. It was very important they not see who would be helping him and his brothers deliver the men to their destination.
Level 2
“Go down to level two,” he told Uwe. Two men in khakis and open-neck shirts were leaning against a pillar. Uwe pulled up into a parking space behind them.
In complete silence they unshackled Lev and Sergei from the metal pillar and helped the men in khakis sit them in the sports car beside them. The extra handcuffs were used to lock one man to the steering wheel, and the second man to the first man.
Dominik handed the man who appeared to be in charge a note and a small roll of duct tape. The Alpha’s agent gave Dominik a thumbs-up then gestured for them to leave.
Stefan jumped into the driving seat of the van and Dominik sat beside him while Uwe moved into the back. Dominik looked all around them and behind them, but there was no sign of anyone watching them. The Alpha had said the wolves seldom seemed to be out of bed before ten or eleven in the morning and it was barely six. It appeared that he had been correct as always. He wondered what the Alpha of Turkey would think when he read the note attached to the inside windscreen of the car, well out of the reach of Lev and Sergei.
The next spy you send to me will be returned to you missing a vital body part.
But Dominik knew that although this might put a halt to the Alpha of Turkey trying to bribe their Alpha, there were still a whole bunch of other Alphas to avoid. There’d be no peace for them all until the new Supreme Alpha of Europe was elected.
And apparently his baby sister was about to mate the chef and the geek. They were good men who’d look after her, and he already knew the three loved each other, but it was still strange thinking about her all grown up and about to be married. Life would never be peaceful until the issue of who would be the Supreme Alpha of Europe was settled, but Anastasia, Ion, and Evan had each other, and he knew that was all they needed to be happy.
THE END
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Cara Adams adores erotic romance, especially ménage, BDSM, and shape-shifters. One day, someone said to her, “Why don’t you put them all in one book?”
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