by Cara Adams
“Oh. I don’t know. It depends whether or not you’re the one who has to shovel the walk. Now if you’d used hating having to eat okra as your example, then likely it’d work,” teased Wade.
Adelaide giggled, the light, joyous sound music to Mason’s ears. He loved that she was relaxed and happy with them. It was incredibly important that she accept their shifter side as well as their human side.
Mason took Adelaide’s hands in his. “Well? What’s your verdict? Will you agree to mate both of us?”
“Please say yes. If we need to work on something to make you content, we will, I promise,” added Wade.
“I will. But you need to understand where I’m coming from. I’m the person who has never been anywhere or done anything, remember? I’ve only ever really had one true boyfriend. I always thought I’d marry Trey, but it just didn’t work out. We grew apart. After he took that fly-in-fly-out job on an oilrig to earn extra money, we hardly ever saw each other. Eventually I realized I didn’t even miss him. I’m not telling you this to earn your sympathy, but so you understand just how inexperienced I am.”
“You’re saying your life has been rather sheltered and you haven’t had a big range of opportunities. We could take you places, show you things if that would help,” said Wade.
Mason gripped her hands more tightly. He’d be happy to do that, too.
“No, it’s fine. I’ve never craved travel, or trips to Disneyland, or wherever. I do like being in the dungeon with you both and expect there’d be no difficulty in building that into our weekly schedule. It was more I wanted you to understand how it is that I was so wary of shape-shifters. I came across a hate page on Facebook that really did shock me and shake me up. Some people can be terribly cruel and thoughtless.”
“That’s one reason why, as shape-shifters, we don’t talk about ourselves out in the world. Not all humans are accepting of us. They believe silly stories and horror movies. The Dom’s Dungeon is a safe place for us to be, although we still don’t mention it there either. But we know we’ll be protected if any trouble arises,” said Mason.
“I love working there. I was attracted by the BDSM and wanted my own Dom. Now I have two of them. I do expect to receive lots of dungeon time, though.”
“Oh that can be arranged.” Wade picked her up and laid her on the grass and then pushed her T-shirt over her head, exposing a cute pink bra.
“What else would you like?” asked Mason, sliding his hands over the front of her jeans.
“To be fucked right now by both of you.”
“It’s just as well that we’re Doms and came prepared.” Wade dragged his jeans closer and pulled lube out of the back pocket.
“To mate you we need to fuck bareback, and as you orgasm, we’ll bite you. I assure you that it’ll only hurt in the very best possible way.” Mason dropped a kiss onto her belly button as he pulled her jeans down.
“We haven’t experimented with biting before. I might like that. I’ll let you know.”
Mason kissed her again. “This is one time when a ball gag wouldn’t work at all. But, believe me, next time in the dungeon, I won’t forget about filling your mouth with one.”
Adelaide wiggled, rubbing her ass against the ground so her jeans slid lower on her hips. “But if my mouth is filled with a ball gag, how can I suck your cock?”
Wade laughed. “You know, she’s got a good point there.”
Mason laughed as well. He liked that Adelaide thought for herself and didn’t just automatically agree with everything he planned. But now was the time for action. His dream was about to come true. He was about to claim his mate, the woman who fit him and Wade so perfectly and filled his heart with love and happiness.
* * * *
Adelaide knew she’d made the correct decision to mate these men. They’d been unswervingly kind and helpful to her, patiently waiting for her to make up her mind. The dungeon side of things was important to her as well. She didn’t think she’d ever be happy again without some dungeon play. Especially cosplay. Somehow dressing up and pretending to be someone else was twice as sexy as being herself. And nothing made her hotter than being punished with a paddle, rope, or whip.
Tammy had been right. As soon as she knew more about Mason and Wade, as soon as she spent long periods of time with them, she’d known she never wanted to be apart from them again.
Even their wolves didn’t frighten her. She saw the men transform, but their eyes remained the same, and the way they played together was completely predictable from the way they interacted in human form. Even if they dyed their fur, she’d still know which of them was which, just as she always knew which one of them was touching her even with her eyes closed.
Adelaide rested back on the soft green grass and ran her hands all over the naked skin of her two men. So often she’d been handcuffed when they fucked. Today her hands were free, and she planned to touch them everywhere. Their skin was so different from hers. It was hairier for a start, but it was also firmer. Their muscles were much more substantial than hers. She wasn’t sure if that was because they were men, or simply because they were stronger, but it fascinated her to touch and stroke them everywhere she could reach.
Being outside was erotic as well. She was surrounded by the scents of the rich brown earth, the wildflowers, the grasses, and the trees. She didn’t even know the names for most of these trees. Since it was going to be her homeland as well as theirs now, she was determined to learn all about them. Just not right now. Right now was for learning about Wade and Mason, whose hands and mouths were sending her on a spiral of need that only their cocks could satiate.
The men were moving around her body as if they were trying to confuse her about who was where. But she recognized their scents, their touches, and their mannerisms. It was Wade who threw her legs up onto his shoulders, and it was Wade who was opening her ass, his fingers deep inside her, massaging and spreading lube.
Mason was sucking her breasts, nipping at them and teasing them, but his hands were all over her body, always where she wasn’t expecting them to be. That was the Dom in him, wanting her to think about what he was doing as well as simply enjoying it.
Oh, she was enjoying it all right. And she planned to enjoy it every night from now on and for the rest of her life. She liked the idea of forever. It was going to be a challenge, but she liked challenges as well. There was a saying that said something like, “If you aim for nothing, you’re sure to get it.” Well, she planned to aim at forever and give it her best efforts. With the help of the men, and maybe some advice from people like Juliana and Tammy from time to time, she believed she could achieve that.
Adelaide grabbed Mason’s hair and pulled his head back up until she could look in his eyes. “Kiss me,” she demanded.
“Topping from the bottom now, are we?”
“Well, if you won’t do your job properly, someone else will have to.”
“Wade, don’t let me forget that ball gag next time.”
Adelaide laughed, but her lips were claimed by Mason as he drove his tongue inside her mouth, possessing her so completely that all her breath was stolen from her in that instant.
Passionately, she kissed him back, sucking on his tongue and teasing his with hers as he tried to slide it over every inch of her mouth. Finally, she had to pull back just to breathe. Mason didn’t stop. He kissed her nose and her ear lobe and then possessed her breast, sucking so deep and hard that her hips began thrusting up into the hand he had cupping her pussy.
The men must have exchanged some kind of signal because Mason rolled onto his back, gripping her hips and driving his cock deep inside her pussy as he centered her body over his. Wade moved with them, his cock already pushing at her back door. He, too, plunged deep and hard inside her, burning her channel all the way down. In almost no time she went from empty to overfull with two cocks inside her. It was so different from the previous way they’d entered her so slowly and carefully, and it told her far clearer than words ever could how
desperately they wanted her to be their mate.
They’d taken the time she needed to explain everything to her and to prepare her ass, but now that she was ready their patience had ended, and they were filled with urgency to get started. She liked that. It was how she felt too. She didn’t need slow and careful foreplay today. Fucking the two men she loved outside on the grass in broad daylight was enough of an aphrodisiac to overcome any hesitation she’d had.
Once again Mason’s mouth claimed hers. This time his lips were gentler, but his tongue was just as demanding as ever. He tongue fucked her in the same fast and furious pace as the two men were using with their cocks. There was no pause at the end of each stoke today. There was no heartbeat’s wait with an empty cunt and ass. Instead they jackhammered into her in perfect unison, hips pumping, and flesh slapping on hers.
Sweat rolled off their bodies onto hers, and its aroma mingled with that of the grasses crushed beneath them and the rich earth smell of the land that surrounded them. Adelaide could clearly see why they wanted to fuck outdoors. The wolves belonged on this land, their pack lands, and fucking here united them with it in an almost primeval way.
Adelaide gripped Mason’s hair in both hands and dug her toes into the soil, wanting the extra connection with the land as well as with both her men. This sex wasn’t going to last long. All three of them were intensely aroused, and the men were pushing the pace so fast that Adelaide was struggling to contribute beyond holding on and remembering to breathe whenever Mason lifted his lips from hers.
“Close,” she gasped as the orgasm coiled ever tighter in her belly.
“Hold on just a little longer,” said Wade.
She wasn’t sure that she could, but she stroked one hand down Mason’s arm then bent it backward to pet Wade’s arm as well.
The men slowed their pace for a few strokes and then slammed into her. Mason’s cock hit her cervix, shocking her with a jolt of pleasure-pain. Instantly her cunt convulsed into an orgasm, her entire body shaking with the force of her release. Instead of waiting for her climax to ease, Wade and Mason pumped into her just as hard again, and this time, they both shook along with her as they filled her cunt and her ass with their cum. Two mouths sucked hard, one on each side of her neck, and then there were two sharp, almost simultaneous bites.
Adelaide’s orgasm, which had started to slow, roared through her again, rocking her entire body with its force as Wade and Mason sucked on her skin. Their cocks were still pumping more seed inside her. She let her body be held between theirs, trying to assimilate the multitude of new experiences engaging her from all directions at once. The bareback sex was awesome, so much better than with a condom. She loved the feeling of their skin inside her and their cum filling her.
Having her cervix nudged had hurt, but it was the best, most exciting kind of hurt. She liked that, too. As for the bites, she definitely wanted Mason and Wade to bite her again and often. She’d come harder than ever as they’d slid their fangs—well, she assumed they were fangs, she must ask them to show her—into her flesh.
“Mine,” said Wade, lifting his lips from her skin.
“Mine. You are ours forever now, Adelaide. No one can take you from us. You belong to Wade and me, and to the Maine Forest Pack. You’re our woman. Our mate,” added Mason.
“And you are mine.” She stroked their hot, sweaty skin, marveling at how she didn’t feel the least bit chilled out here on the ground. Well, Mason was on the ground. She was on him, with Wade over her, keeping the breeze off her back, although she’d dug her feet into the soil to prove she belonged here now. This was her land, as well as theirs.
“We need to go back inside and shower,” said Wade, lifting off her.
“And then we’ll take you to the Alpha,” added Mason.
“What do I call him?”
“Most Alphas are just called Sir, or Alpha. Although I know the Alpha of the Hanson Mall Pack is always called by his own name, Cadfael. Likely because their pack is out in public all the time.”
* * * *
Adelaide was a little nervous meeting the Alpha of the Maine Forest Pack for the first time. He had control of the lives of several hundred people, even though not all of them still lived on the pack lands, just as Mason and Wade no longer lived there. But still, they owed him honor, respect, and service when required. She understood that and was prepared to do her best not to let Wade, Mason, or the pack down.
“Adelaide Stuart, mate of Wade Sullivan and Mason Barlow, do you solemnly promise to offer help and support to the werewolves of the Maine Forest Pack where it is within your power to do so?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you promise to be a loving and caring mate to your men, honoring and serving them as they honor and serve you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Will you obey my direct commands to you?”
“Yes, Sir.” That one was harder because she didn’t know what commands he might give her. But Mason and Wade had never been asked to do anything unreasonable, and they respected and appreciated their Alpha, so she was prepared to follow their lead in this.
“Therefore, at your request, I accept you as a member of the Main Forest Werewolf Pack. You are always welcome on these lands. This is now your home.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“It’s my pleasure. Simon Jeffries spoke well of you and sent you his congratulations.”
“Thank you.” She knew the Alpha had spoken to Simon and guessed Simon hadn’t said anything bad about her, but being welcomed and told she had a home here was still amazing, exciting, and totally mind-blowing.
“You three will want to get started on your honeymoon now, no doubt. But the day before you leave be here at one in the afternoon and we’ll have a party to celebrate your mating.”
“Why, thank you, Sir. You’re very kind.”
“Thank you, Alpha,” both men answered at the same time she did.
Adelaide smiled at the generous man throwing a party for her. Well, likely it was really for the men, but still, it was very kind of him to do that. And he also seemed to understand that she longed to be back inside the cottage, playing a dungeon game.
They left the Alpha’s home and climbed back into their rented SUV. “We were told to get on with the honeymoon. Does that mean you’ve planned a dungeon scene for me?” she asked.
“Of course,” said Wade, starting the engine.
“I’ll gag you with a T-shirt,” said Mason.
Adelaide laughed. Oh, she did love these men, her mates, so very much.
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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