Adams, Cara - The Hawk, the Wolf, and the Dom [Shape-Shifter Clinic 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  When Toby’s collar was placed around his neck, she could feel it against her skin, too. Even now they were sharing in this moment.

  “Toby, do you agree to be my sub?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “Karen and Toby, I promise to be a good Dom, always caring for you both and seeing to all your needs. Do you agree to love and serve each other?”

  “I do.”

  “Yes, Master. Karen, I truly love you.”

  “Oh, Toby and Gus, I love you both, too.”

  There was a flurry of movement as the handcuffs and rope came off, blindfolds were dropped to the floor, and clothespins went flying in all directions. Then Dom Augustus pulled them both into his arms and kissed Karen before turning her to face Toby, who kissed her, too.

  “Come with me. I have something to show you,” said the Dom.

  * * * *

  Gus had intended the dungeon scene to last longer, but when he’d placed his collars on them all his thoughts had vanished and he’d known they had to go to bed now. Besides, he’d prepared the bed in his new apartment—his apartment he hadn’t even moved into except for making the bed and putting some coffee and three mugs in the kitchen.

  He hustled them into their clothing, and then into his car, driving them the short distance to his new club. That was another thing. He planned to change the name of the club as soon as he could think of a much better, more eye-catching, more memorable name. Likely Toby and Karen could help him with that.

  He parked in his reserved parking space on the lowest level, right beside the elevator, then used his keycard to access the top floor. He could almost hear Karen’s mind overflowing with questions, but he deliberately didn’t offer any answers. Fuck first. Talk later.

  On the top floor he again used his keycard to swipe open the outer door to his apartment. He’d be changing that, too, to make better security for himself and his partners, but not tonight.

  In the bedroom he undressed, and silently they copied him. He opened the nightstand drawer, getting out the lube.

  “Lie on your belly, Karen.”

  She obeyed, but turned her head to watch him.

  “Kiss her, suck her breasts, distract her,” he ordered Toby.

  Toby laughed and began kissing Karen. Gus dripped lube into her ass, stroking his fingers insider her, and massaging the tight outer ring of muscles, loosening and stretching them.

  Every time he looked up he saw Toby teasing her breasts, pulling her nipples or touching her skin. It was making his dick harder than marble, but he had his own job to do first, which was to prepare her ass so he could fuck her there. Again and again, he inserted his fingers in her channel, gradually softening her tissues, stretching her walls until he was certain he could enter her without hurting her.

  Karen’s honey was glistening on her inner thighs, so he knew her cunt was ready. Her ass seemed ready, too.

  “Okay, Toby, lie on your back, and, Karen, climb on him and take his cock.”

  Toby kept his hands on her breasts as she slid over him. That was a clever trick. Karen was the kind of woman who’d tease a man and drive him insane, but not when her breasts were being tormented by her partner.

  Soon Toby’s cock had disappeared inside her wet cunt, and Gus was pushing his own dick against her back door. His dick was burning, aching with readiness. He wanted her so much. Seeing his collars around her neck and around Toby’s neck had aroused him higher than he’d ever believed possible. He’d never have offered them collars unless he’d thought there was an eighty-percent chance they’d accept, but there’d still been that slight fear they might reject him.

  Now he and Toby were about to jointly fuck their woman, and his two subs were wearing their collars for the first time. Plus, this first time was in his new apartment, at his new job. It was the perfect scene. The best, most rounded scene he’d ever planned in his life. His woman, his subs, his life all being sealed in the one ceremony. Later they’d talk and discuss any difficulties or problems, but for now everything was as ideal as it could ever be.

  “Seesaw. When I withdraw, you push in,” he told Toby.

  He pulled out then waited a few heartbeats before starting to enter her again. Toby followed as he’d said, pulling out with the same steady motion as he was using to drive in. God, Toby was the best, most obedient sub a Dom could ever wish for.

  Gus kept the pace slow and even, thrusting in deep and hard, withdrawing at the same pace, then repeating the pattern over and over again. Very, very gradually he increased the pace, and Toby stayed with him all the way.

  Gus could feel Karen’s body starting to quiver around him. She was going to explode fairly soon. At least this time he’d checked that all the rooms were soundproofed properly, and they were. The last thing he needed was some officious type wanting to know what the noise was about.

  Gus began pounding fast and hard, and once again Toby copied him. He could see the sweat on Toby’s face, feel his own sweat dripping from his head onto Karen beneath him. But most of all he could feel her body starting to increase from a quiver to a ripple. She was going to come very soon. He wouldn’t have many more strokes.

  Even as he thought it, her body shook, gripping his dick so hard he almost thought it’d break. Then her arms and legs began thrashing and he was gone. It was bad enough when her ass gripped him like a vise, but her entire body quaking was more than he could withstand. He felt Toby’s seed jetting into her cunt on the other side of the thin wall of tissue dividing their cocks from each other, and that was the end of his control. His own cum burst out of him again and again, seeming to be dragged up from his very toes, and filling her ass until it slid out on their bodies.

  Gus bent down and kissed her neck, kissed her collar, then kissed her ear. “You are precious, and I love you.”

  “I love you, too. Both of you,” she mumbled.

  “Je t’adore,” whispered Toby.

  Gus pulled out of her then rolled them into their sides. In a little while they’d talk, but right now he just wanted to be with these two people who were the center of his life.

  * * * *

  It wasn’t long before Karen felt her strength returning. That’s when she noticed the weight around her neck. “I want to look at my collar.” She wiggled off the bed, clambering over Toby, and looked around until she saw the door into the bathroom.

  The collar was pretty. It felt quite heavy around her neck, but it looked light and feminine, being three strands of interwoven wire, with beads on them

  “I like it. It’s pretty.”

  Both men had followed her into the bathroom, which was surprisingly large for a hotel room.

  “It’s us. The three strands of wire are the three of us. The red beads are you, the black me, and the gold ones are Toby,” explained Gus.

  “Oh, how clever. Thank you.”

  She stared at Toby’s collar. It was very similar to hers, but with heavier, thicker wire, and fewer, but larger beads. She liked that, too. She liked that they matched.

  She went over to the shower and turned the water on, stepping under the spray as soon as the water ran hot. “Where’s the shampoo and bath gel?” she asked, not seeing any on the rack.

  Gus opened the top drawer under the sink and pulled out a handful of samples, passing them into the shower.

  Karen grabbed the first few and used them, dropping the rest on the soap dish.

  “Where are we? What this hotel’s name?”

  “It’s not a hotel.”

  “Of course it is. We’re here in a hotel bathroom and we just used the bedroom.”

  “It’s not a hotel. This is my new apartment,” said Gus.

  “Your new apartment? What happened to your old one?” asked Toby, looking at Gus. Karen noted his piercing gaze was back. Toby was all hawk right now.

  “I changed jobs.”

  Now it was Karen’s turn to stare at him. “You changed jobs? You don’t work at the BDSM club anymore? Where do you work?”


  Karen turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. She wrapped a towel around herself and sat on the facilities. Gus was leaning against the doorjamb, and Toby rested a hip against the sink.

  “I couldn’t be a Dom once I knew we were going to be in a relationship. I couldn’t touch other people. It didn’t seem right to me. I should only be touching you two now. So I got a job managing this club. I start officially on Monday but I’ve already sort of started working here. It’s going to be a challenge. I need to build up the clientele, improve the services we offer, make it more appealing for new clients. But it’s a job I can do and will enjoy doing. I’m hoping you’ll both consider working for me.”

  Karen nodded. “I’m pretty sure the Alpha will let me work with you, but I’ll have to ask him. He’s the leader of my pack and I’m sworn to obey his commands.”

  “That shouldn’t be a problem. I’d be very surprised if he didn’t give you permission. He’s a part-owner of this club.”

  “He’s an owner of the club? Well, yes, I’d say his approval is just a formality then.”

  Karen rubbed her body with the towel. The sex must have exhausted her more than she’d expected. She hadn’t seen either of those things coming. Not Gus’s new job and not the Alpha owning this club, either.

  “What about you, Toby?” she asked.

  “I need to check with Quinn, but I expect they’ll be able to share the chores I used to do between the three of them. I’ve sometimes thought me doing the chores was more to make me feel I was helping them than because Quinn didn’t have time to do them himself. And like Karen, I need the approval of the Alpha. I owe him a lot of hours of labor, but I expect working them out here will suit him as well as anything else. Unless the time comes when he needs the skills of a hawk, and then I’ll serve him.”

  Karen just stared at Toby. Her brain really had gone out to lunch. “Why do you have to serve the Alpha? Why do you owe him many hours of labor?”

  “The Alpha arranged my identity papers today. I have a birth certificate, school diploma, driver’s license, bank account, social security. I exist.”

  “Oh, Toby, I’m so happy for you.” Karen jumped up and hugged him, then moved across to hug Gus. “I’m happy for your new job, too. But, Toby, how did that happen?”

  “I went to Wolf Central and tried to get an appointment to see the Alpha, but Josie didn’t let me because I didn’t have a reference. So I asked Oscar to be my reference. In the meantime, the Alpha had learned all about me. I went for my interview today and everything was organized. I’m an official member of the Navajo Nation now, because I was born on their land in the Arizona desert.”

  “That could actually be true, you being a hawk and all,” Karen said slowly. It was logical. Very logical. The Alpha didn’t miss a thing. He was smarter than most people could ever dream of. Most likely that’s why he was the Supreme Alpha of North and South America.

  “Enough talking. We’re here tonight to seal our love. Back to bed, my subs,” said Dom Augustus.

  Karen couldn’t resist. She let the towel drop to the floor, flipped her hair back over her shoulder, and waggled her ass at him. As she’d expected, he paddled her butt. Life was looking very good for the three of them now.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  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?”

  So she did.

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