Land of the Brave: Forbidden Spice (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Jools Louise

  Harmony wrenched his cock from her mouth, and moved to take Raven’s place. Willingly, Raven swapped places, shoving his cock into Bly’s mouth. She tasted her own flavor on him, and cried out when Harmony’s massive cock speared her pussy.

  “Sweet, sweet, Bly,” Harmony purred, his rough hands kneading breasts as he pulled her back onto his lap and began pounding into her from below. Each hard thrust had her bouncing on top of him, her own body weight driving him deeper. She lifted up slightly, giving him more room. With a growl, he nipped at her neck, holding her in place with his blunt teeth, instinctively. His thrusts became even more powerful, his arm like an iron band around her waist as he fucked up into her. Her mouth was filled with Raven’s hard cock, the pair finding a rhythm which had her moaning blissfully as waves of pleasure flooded her. They treated her like a woman, not spun glass. She was strong, and wild and needed this from her mates. She didn’t need a mewling pup, wet behind the ears, but men strong and powerful enough to tame her wolf. She needed their dominance, needed this assertion of their desire for her.

  Harmony played with her clit, double-tasking, and she came once more as his teeth pierced her neck. Bucking on him, her mouth was flooded with seed as Raven came, as well. Undone by Bly’s body convulsing around him, Harmony roared out his release, driving deep one last time, and jetting his thick seed deep inside her.

  Shaking, trembling like a leaf, she collapsed against him, exhausted. She licked her lips when Raven withdrew, and then shared a sexy, cum-filled kiss with him that had her moaning at the naughty caress.

  Panting she closed her eyes, and was wrapped in their arms, surrounded by their warmth, feeling safe and cherished as they stroked her damp body tenderly and soothed her.

  “Beautiful, Bly,” Harmony murmured, licking at her neck where he had bitten her. Raven did the same, sucking at his bite mark on the other side. She shuddered, feeling the pull deep in her groin, and wondered how long it would take for the last part of their mating dance to be completed. Once they were fully converted, after her bite had taken hold, they would mate her properly, locking inside her and stinging her with the mating barb. Once that happened, they would be a complete unit.

  Closing her eyes, she reveled in the safe haven she’d found, and fell blissfully into slumber.

  Chapter Eight

  Mary rested her head against Chatan’s chest wearily. They had been traveling for days, using the moon as a guide and heading due north. They were climbing steadily, and were already into Colorado territory. They weren’t sure what their final destination was, and would keep traveling north until it “felt right”, according to Chatan. They were looking for somewhere that had little human occupation, and Colorado was teeming with mines and trappers. They would head in a westerly direction soon, across the Rocky Mountains, using the mountain passes to cross over before heading to lower altitudes, toward the ocean. There were great forests in Washington territory, so she’d heard. And she quite fancied seeing the ocean again.

  She had yet to complete her mating, and was getting frustrated at being thwarted. Taima, the bastard, had not stopped his pursuit, and seemed determined to follow them for some reason. She smiled to herself, and glanced over at Bly, who rode alongside. They had left the wagons behind, using the spare horses to carry the extra supplies, leaving what they couldn’t carry. Most of the cans and heavy goods were discarded, they could hunt for food if needed, but they took some cooking utensils, and three cans of coffee.

  Bly met her look, grinning smugly, and Mary chuckled despite herself. Having such sexy mates did that to a woman, and Bly looked well loved. She glanced at Harmony and Raven, who couldn’t keep their eyes of Bly, and chuckled again. Bly had scored big time. The ebony-skinned former slaves were grandsons of kings in the land of their father’s birth. They were proud and strong, but also kind. Their lives had been awful, born to slaves, and then sold to a plantation in Mississippi as children. Working in the cotton fields, they’d been treated appallingly, their worth lower than the livestock that pulled the wagons full of cotton bales.

  “Tired?” Chatan asked softly, nuzzling her neck.

  She smiled up at him, stroking his cheek. She was glad he was back with them. She had worried that he would be harmed, despite feeling him through their bond. His heart beat in sync with hers. She would know if anything happened to him. She still worried, though.

  “A little tired,” she admitted, listening to the gentle clip clop of hooves rustling through the summer meadow. They kept to the trees as much as possible, avoiding wide open spaces. Dawn was fast approaching, and they had many miles to go before they reached their final stop…where they could run free.

  “I’ve been thinking,” Chatan said, kissing her tenderly.

  “Hmmm?” she murmured, chasing his lips as he eased back.

  “I need to convert the rest of the pack, bond them to me. They can then claim their own mates when they find them, and we get the added bonus of having a full shifter pack.”

  Mary stared up at him, and then glanced back along the line. “Will they do it?” she asked, frowning thoughtfully.

  “We’ve already agreed,” Helaku said, riding just behind. He was young, and only half Comanche, his mother having been captured in battle, and claimed by his father. He had light brown hair and light brown eyes. His mother was an English woman, killed by soldiers who had tried to forcefully move them onto a reservation. She and his father had resisted, trying to flee, and had been shot down. Helaku had managed to escape with Etu and his brothers, forming a small breakaway group, which Taima had claimed as his.

  “You don’t have to…have sex with them, do you?” she suddenly asked Chatan, horrified at the thought.

  Chatan stared at her in shock, and then began to laugh heartily, nearly falling from the horse. She smacked his arm, scowling when he continued to laugh.

  “We just have to share blood,” Kata grinned, riding in front. Then he began to chuckle, as well. “I don’t think any of us want Helaku’s ass, thanks all the same.”

  Helaku snorted at that, but grinned at their amusement. “I wouldn’t give it to you anyway,” he retorted. “If that ever happened, I’d want a little more meat on the stick, if you follow my meaning.”

  Kata roared at that one, slapping his thigh as he acknowledged the rejoinder by cupping his cock. “Plenty of meat here,” he said proudly. “Just ask Mary.”

  Mary snorted, rolling her eyes. “I’d have to try it out a few more times before I gave a definitive rating,” she said.

  Dustu, riding at the back, keeping watch, guffawed. “Brother, with that puny dick, she might need some backup,” he chortled. “Just let me know if you need any help finding it, and I’ll send out the cavalry.”

  Kata glared back at his unrepentant brother, not impressed.

  Mary laughed at the pair, snuggling closer against Chatan’s chest. “Maybe you could have a competition,” she said softly, knowing they could hear her. “First one to bring me to my pleasure, gets a prize.”

  Dustu whooped, punching the air with his fist, while Kata grinned at her, waggling his brows teasingly.

  Nitis and Neka, cousins, came running back down the trail, having been scouting ahead. They were skilled trackers, and loved taking point. Alerted, Chatan sat up, and Mary wondered what had excited the cousins. Both were nineteen, their parents killed by Bimisi for some slight against him, and they could be playful as young cubs one minute, serious and deadly the next. They’d provided most of the meals for the journey, killing rabbits, wild turkeys, and a deer the other day, which had gone down well.

  “There’s a cave system ahead,” Nitis said breathlessly. “Big enough for the horses, too. We can hide up for the day, and rest until nightfall.”

  Mary sighed in relief. She’d had enough of riding for tonight. As they climbed higher, it was getting colder at night, and in the coolness of pre-dawn, she shivered. Chatan wrapped his arm tighter around her, kissing her softly.

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  Kata slid closer to the warm bundle that was Mary, savoring the softness of her womanly form against him. He lifted her leg, hearing her soft sigh, and hooked it over his hip. The position left her open for him, and he took full advantage, tracing an explorative path along her slit, feeling the moist heat. She shifted restlessly, still asleep, tired from their long ride. He’d been thinking of nothing else all day but waking her like this, and then sinking his cock deep inside, claiming her as his. He’d also wanted to get some payback, and beat his idiot brother, Dustu who had already claimed her but seemed to take delight in preventing Kata doing the same.

  Mary sighed, her thighs parting wider as Kata stroked her slick folds and rubbed her little bud. He was enjoying her soft, sultry moans. Even in sleep she responded to their every touch, seeking them out. It was a heady experience, and made him so proud to be her mate…something he planned to finalize right here, right now.

  Finding her wet and ready, Kata slid his cock home, hearing the slight hitch of breath as she came awake fast, clutching at his shoulders. Her breasts filled his hands and he squeezed them reverently, idolizing the heavy globes and testing their weight. She had a truly inspiring pair of breasts, and when they had completed the mating, and she was with child, he would enjoy watching them blossom even more. He had a dirty little fantasy that involved having a taste of her breast milk, and having her come from his mouth alone, before fucking her slowly, and bringing her to completion a second time, so he could plant his seed again. He could think of nothing sexier than seeing her heavy with child, her breasts ripe and magnificent. He would pleasure her over and over, sinking his cock into her warm sheath from behind as he stroked her belly.

  “Kata,” she husked, pulling him down. He went willingly, feeling her legs wrap around his waist, her heels digging into his buttocks as he began to make love to her slowly. His cock slid in and out easily, her damp core welcoming him with tiny quivers, contracting around him as he made love to her. Her nails were sharp as she gripped him tighter, and he buried his face between her breasts, licking at them and sucking at the succulent fruit. Her nipples ripened under his mouth, and he spent long moments rolling them on his tongue, sucking at her relentlessly as she moaned into his shoulder, trying to muffle the sound.

  They had found a secluded corner of the large cavern, but sound traveled, and the slightest noise reverberated. Everyone would know what they were doing, and Kata grinned to himself, thinking of Mary’s blushes in the morning when everyone gave her knowing smirks.

  Upping the tempo, he felt her gripping his long hair, massaging his scalp as he plowed her silken pussy. Panting now, he lifted his head, staring at her with passion-glazed eyes, loving the wildness in hers. Her back arched, her breasts pouting and red, her mouth open on a soundless moan. He kissed her, the scorching heat of her body sending his cock into a frenzy as he pounded at her, never wanting it to end. The feel and taste and scent of this sexy siren drove everything from his mind, but the need to make her his at last. He felt his cock swell, his balls draw up and then he let out a strangled yell, his fangs dropping. Wrenching away from her tempting lips he struck, biting deep into her shoulder, beneath Chatan’s mark, and felt his cock lock into place, the barb extending and depositing his own chemical mark. He felt her teeth bite into his neck, muffling the sound of her scream, and bucked, holding her tightly to him as his seed spurted deep inside her giving channel. He felt her convulse, her pussy clenching around him, milking every ounce of his seed that he could give. He shuddered as he felt claws where her fingernails had been, and knew that she was almost ready to shift. Once the final piece of the mating bond clicked into place, she would shift completely, and be ready to carry their child. To him, that meant everything, the start of their family, the continuance of their lineage.

  “I love you, little dove,” he whispered, dragging his fangs from her and kissing her tenderly. She melted against him, stroking his back gently and kneading his buttocks as they both came back to earth.

  “I love you, too, Kata,” she murmured back. “You’re all so special to me, I don’t think I could live without you.” They lay for a long time, kissing and cuddling, enjoying the aftermath, lost in each other.

  “Hey! You were supposed to be helping to explore these caves,” Dustu suddenly scolded, scowling down at them.

  Kata smirked at his brother, and deliberately kissed one of Mary’s beautiful nipples, smiling at her low moan. “This took priority,” he replied finally, and sucked on the succulent nub. “If you’d been quicker with your chores…” he added, grinning when Mary laughed breathlessly. “Besides, you’ve already claimed her,” he said, and went back to nuzzling her breasts.

  “I haven’t claimed Mary yet,” Maska said, sounding irritated.

  “You gave her your seed first,” Dustu reminded him, rolling his eyes. “Even before Chatan, you had her pussy around your cock.”

  “Yeah, but I didn’t claim her…Chatan had to do that first,” Maska complained, scowling at his brother.

  Mary looked up at him, grinning, and then at Kata, pleading with him. Kata smiled, kissing her tenderly, and withdrew, groaning when he left the warmth of her. Rolling to the side, he stood up, and went to clean up, using a damp rag on his cock before donning his buckskin pants, while whistling happily. Glancing back, he saw Maska kneel beside their mate, and smiled. The bond was nearly complete.

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  Bly smoothed her hands over the rippling ebony curves of Raven’s back, amazed that the deep scars that had marred his flesh had practically disappeared. His shoulders were broad, his skin warm beneath her as he allowed her to explore his body. She straddled his butt, her wet pussy dripping onto his crack as she played with her mate. She leaned down, nuzzling the deep crease down the center of his back, tracing a line up his spine to the nape of his neck. She felt him shudder beneath her, his fingers clutching at the blanket on the ground, and reveled in her power of this beautiful man.

  She glanced behind her as she sensed movement, smiling at Harmony as he came to kneel behind her, his cock jutting proudly, bouncing with each move he made. It was gorgeous, thick and dark and pulsing excitedly. He smiled back, white teeth gleaming against his dark skin, stunning her with the beauty of it. Pushing her forward, he stroked her back, massaging her shoulders firmly. Moaning, she writhed beneath him, rubbing herself along Raven’s big body, feeling his breathing speed up. Harmony stroked down her back, his thumbs digging into her muscles, relaxing her and heating her up at the same time. He reached her buttocks, palming the taut globes of flesh and exploring the textures of her smooth skin.

  Raven turned his face to the side, and she leaned forward, kissing him hungrily. Moaning, he cupped her head, kissing her with a scorching hunger that curled her toes. Her mates were passionate men, and so sexy she couldn’t believe that just a few weeks ago she thought she would never find someone to love. Harmony parted her cheeks, his thumbs pressing against her forbidden hole, and she tensed, moaning into Raven’s mouth.

  “Easy there, beautiful mate, I need to prepare you,” Harmony said gruffly. She felt him dip into her damp pussy, rubbing her own juices up her crease and anointing his fingers as he probed at her hole. “We’re going to claim you properly today,” he added. “We can’t wait any longer. We want to take you at the same time.”

  Bly whimpered, enjoying what he was doing to her, although she’d never considered such an act. She hadn’t known it was possible, but her body was responding to everything he was doing to her, so it couldn’t be wrong. She wanted to feel it all, wanted to make love in every way possible.

  “Sweet little, Bly,” Raven murmured against her lips. “Harmony and I have dreamt of this moment, from when we first met you and you told us we were to be mated. We can’t think of anything we’d rather do, after watching you come apart in our arms. We love you, darling Bly.” His kisses grew even more heated, and he lifted her up, rolling so that she straddled his lap now, his big cock sticking up and begging for
attention. Harmony helped him to lift her higher, and then she was lowered onto his thick manhood. Crying out, she threw her head back, closing her eyes in blissful ecstasy as Raven filled her. He stretched her wide, her pussy accepting him eagerly. Harmony began kneading her breasts, pinching at her nipples, and exciting her even more before pushing her flat along Raven’s big body.

  Cupping her head, Raven found her lips and kissed her tenderly, soothing her with gentles caresses along her back as Harmony continued seducing her ass. She jerked in shock when she felt warm breath tickling her anus, and then a tongue flicked at her tiny hole. Raven held her firmly, keeping her in place as Harmony licked again, probing with his tongue as she moaned helplessly, undone by the sensations flooding her body. The act was erotic and naughty and she loved it. She felt Harmony stabbing into her, fucking her and loosening her small hole. He pressed his thumbs to the sides of her wrinkled entrance, rubbing firmly and widening her even more. Two fingers slid into her pussy, alongside Raven’s thick cock, and his thumb pressed against her clit. He began finger fucking her pussy in time with the tongue stabbing her asshole.

  Her pussy was dripping, clenching around Raven’s hard cock, milking him until he was groaning with need. He began to move, fucking up into her slowly, keeping time with Harmony’s slow tempo. She came with a groan, convulsing, and Raven gritted his teeth, arching his back as he tried to stop himself from coming. With a deep groan, he exploded, overcome by the tight sheath surrounding him, and spurted deep inside her.