Two Wolves and a Librarian [Werewolf Castle 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  Magnus spread his legs wide apart and unzipped his jeans. “Suck me,” he ordered.

  “Oh good. I’ve been wanting to do that ever since I tasted Kiril.” She knew that in genuine BDSM a sub never spoke unless she was asked a direct question. But he hadn’t said this was a scene, and he hadn’t told her to call him Sir, or Master, so she thought she might as well push the envelope a little further and see what happened.

  She kneeled down and gently cupped his balls. The hair there was much rougher than the hair on his head, although it was just as black. His cock was long and thick, but she was right in her original thought. Kiril was a fraction longer and wider than him. Not that Magnus was undersized in any way. He was a big man all over. It’s just that Kiril was a little bit bigger.

  Flynn licked over his head then nibbled down the side of his shaft and back up again. She ran her tongue around the ridge where the head and shaft of his cock joined, knowing this was a place where many men were extra sensitive. Magnus wasn’t showing any emotion though, so she didn’t know whether he was hiding his response, or whether touching him there didn’t do anything for him.

  Leaving his cock, she sucked one ball, then the other one, into her mouth, before licking his shaft again and finally sucking the head of his cock into her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard, then scraped her teeth over his cap before biting the skin of his shaft again. When she sucked his head in, she almost spat him out in shock as Kiril began to tease her ass. Kiril parted her legs wider and rimmed her hole, licking and biting at the tight muscles there.

  Flynn tried to ignore what Kiril was doing to her and concentrate on pleasuring Magnus but it was very difficult. The harder she tried to arouse Magnus the harder Kiril worked at teasing and arousing her. Before long she was pushing back on Kiril’s tongue, then his fingers, and finally his cock in her ass, all while she was sucking and nibbling at Magnus’s cock.

  She matched the pace of her sucking to the thrusts of Kiril into her ass, his cock pounding into her at a fast, demanding beat, that had her sucking harder on Magnus’s cock and teasing his balls with her hands, adding some tugging on his shaft when she only had his head in her mouth, and generally cranking up her activities to try to bring him to the highly aroused stage she was at.

  Magnus lifted one of his hands from her head and dropped it to her clit, stroking over the tiny clamp there, then thrusting his fingers inside her cunt.

  “Oh!” she mumbled, her mouth still full of cock as her climax broke through her with his touch. His other hand pushed her head down hard on his cock and she licked and sucked as he spurted streams of cum into her mouth. Behind her Kiril gripped her hips hard, then she felt the burst of heat in her ass indicating he’d orgasmed as well.

  The men lifted her onto the bed and they lay there gasping for long minutes.

  * * * *

  Magnus was left breathless at the speed at which things had progressed. First, they’d found their woman and had both wanted her. Since he and Kiril were best friends, and had been so for many years, it was always likely they’d agree on a woman, but it was never a done deal. Achieving step one was exciting. Then she’d agreed to fuck them both straightaway. That was even more amazing. He’d expected to have to ease her into double fucking. And now she’d indicated she was willing to try BDSM. That final step was breathtaking. He’d thought it might take months or even years to get their woman to accept that side of the relationship.

  Only one final hurdle remained. Explaining that they were werewolf shape-shifters. She’d been very genuine in her admiration of the two wolves they’d seen in the national park. Not that she knew they were shape-shifters of course. And he really needed to find out who they were. Nevertheless, taking the final step from liking animals she looked at, to agreeing to mate one, was rather a giant leap. But he felt very positive and hopeful about it. Besides they had all day tomorrow with her, and no schedule to meet. He planned to spend the entire day talking and fucking. He wanted to know all about her before the Alpha arrived. And the more he knew about her, the better he could please her. He wanted to shower her with orgasms. As soon as he got his breath back from the one she’d just given him.

  “Get undressed, Kiril,” he said, noticing Kiril had followed his lead in just unzipping his pants instead of removing them. He’d wanted to place Flynn at a disadvantage, with her completely naked while he was fully dressed. It made her giving him a blow job appear naughtier and more erotic. But now it was time to go to bed and naked would work much better. Besides, he wanted to feel her skin on his.

  Magnus gently stroked his hand up and down Flynn’s calves and shins. She had nice legs, long and straight, but with a little bit of flesh on her thighs. He hated the modern trend of women wanting a “thigh gap.” It just seemed wrong to him that a grown woman would stand on two spindly sticks instead of shapely legs.

  Once Kiril returned to the bed he undressed and unlocked his toy box, pulling out a bag of metal clothespins. Flynn had accepted the nipple and clit clips without a fuss. Now he wanted to move her one stage farther on. He took out a blindfold and a pair of fluffy handcuffs, wanting her to know what he was doing before he began. He didn’t want to frighten her but to arouse her higher and higher, so that when next they fucked, her orgasm would be better than ever.

  Magnus held up his toys, watching Flynn’s face. “May I proceed?”

  She gave a very decisive nod. “Yes.”

  He slipped the blindfold over her eyes, making sure she couldn’t peek, then lifted her arms above her head. Before cuffing her wrists together, he threaded the handcuffs through the lowest metal rail of the headboard, then clasped them around her wrists. Next he tipped the bag of clothespins out onto her belly, smoothing them over her skin, arranging them in patterns, letting her assimilate how many there were and hoping she would wonder about where he would put them and what they would feel like.

  He dipped his hand in the pile of clothespins and swirled them around, pushing them into a pile then spreading them out again, before choosing one and pinning it to her hip. Three more went in a line up her hip, and then he fastened one on the underside of her breast. It would bite into her skin a bit, but she hadn’t demurred at the ones on her hip, so he hoped she would find clothespins on her breast even more arousing.

  Carefully he added several more to the sensitive skin under her breasts, then bent over her cunt. He attached two to her inner labia and two to the outer labia. That was enough for now. He didn’t want to overload her with sensation so early in their relationship. Each pin would be digging into her flesh just enough to keep her on edge. Well, at least that’s what should be happening.

  He moved over to his toy box again and picked up his flogger and whipped her very gently over her belly and breasts, then used the strands to tease along her arms and legs, flicking them at her skin here and there as he went. Already her inner thighs were damp, her cream glistening there, which encouraged him.

  Quickly he unlocked the handcuffs and said, “Turn over onto your hands and knees, Flynn.” She rolled neatly onto her side then fluidly rose to all fours, her head turned toward him even though he hadn’t taken the blindfold off yet.

  “Fuck her doggy-style, Kiril, while I arouse her a little more.”

  Kiril took a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on, then crawled up the bed to her, stroking his hand up and down her spine as if to soothe and calm her. It was a good way of letting her know he was there, although she probably would have felt the bed move from his weight anyway. But Magnus approved of the idea of keeping her informed about what was happening. She was too new to these games as yet to startle her.

  When Kiril was in place he removed the pillows from the bed, dropping them onto the floor, and slid his body underneath hers, from the head of the bed. First he licked and sucked at her breasts, putting pressure and suction on the nipple clips, then he flicked the clothespins and nibbled around the flesh there. He painted wet lines with his tongue over her belly al
l the way to her hip, where he jiggled the clothespins and licked around them. Finally he retreated to her mouth and began kissing her, thrusting his tongue in deep and letting her suck on it, before he explored the inside of her mouth.

  Only when she broke in orgasm did he stop and retreat to her breasts, once again licking and sucking all her delicate flesh until she collapsed on his chest.

  Kiril pulled out of her and lay beside them on the bed. Instantly Magnus rolled Flynn over, and drove his dick deep into her cunt. She was very hot and swollen from her orgasm, but he was sure he could bring her to the edge again. He pumped into her hard and fast, his mouth moving from her breasts to her lips, to her earlobe, to her chin, never stopping in his kisses and fucking.

  “I can’t. I’ve never—”

  “You can and you will. Come on, Flynn. Come again for me.” With one hand he held her body tight against his, making the clothespins dig into his skin as well as hers. With his free hand he spanked her ass sharply, and then again.

  Instantly her cunt quivered around him, her internal muscles fluttering.

  “Come on, Flynn. You’re almost there. You can do it,” he challenged her again.

  He ground his pelvis against hers, twisting his hips this way and that, tilting her ass up to give him a fraction more depth, and always keeping her body tight against his.

  “Oh!”

  Her surprised little squeak heralded her third orgasm, which clenched his dick hard as she came around him. He pounded into her twice more, and then released his control, filling his own condom with jet after jet of his cum.

  This time he laid her down gently, taking off the blindfold and pressing her into Kiril’s waiting arms. As soon as he’d dealt with the condom, he began removing the nipple and clit clips and the clothespins. But he was certain she was asleep in Kiril’s arms before he’d finished.

  He looked at his best friend who nodded. “I think we wore her out,” said Kiril.

  “Not a problem. We have all day tomorrow to talk and play.”

  Kiril’s dark brown eyes darkened almost to black. “Yeah. There’s a few things we need to talk about with her. I hope it doesn’t spoil our relationship with her.”

  “It won’t. I won’t let anything come between us and our perfect woman.” He only hoped he sounded more confident than he felt.

  Chapter Four

  Kiril had woken early as he still did after two years working in the construction industry and then several months working in the Castle Kitchen at Werewolf Castle. On the one hand it was rather annoying that now, when he could sleep in as long as he wanted to, his body still woke him up so early in the mornings, but on the other hand, today it meant he could lie in bed staring at Flynn sleeping. Even asleep she was quiet and neat, lying on her side, her hands tucked under her chin, her legs drawn up to her waist, and her ankles crossed.

  He grinned, staring at Magnus on the other side of her, flat on his back, arms and legs sprawled across far more than his fair share of the bed.

  Yesterday he and Magnus had piled a shopping trolley high with a variety of foods and drinks, hoping to cater to all the individual tastes of the group that would be arriving from Werewolf Castle tomorrow. They didn’t even know exactly who was coming, apart from the Alpha, Yerik Vulf, and his mate, Odette, but they were able to guess at some possible members of the team. Jairus, for example, who had traveled throughout Europe as the Alpha’s messenger until he and Grigori had met and mated Damask. And Leonie and her mates. Leonie Baum was the daughter of Leon Baum, owner of Baum Construction, and therefore she would likely know the Alpha of Germany well as he ran a construction business, too. Leonie, a human, was now mated to Brody and Roman.

  Kiril thought it very likely there would also be several other men. Big, tough wolves to act as a protection detail for the Alpha and the women in the group. One thing the pack had an abundance of was big men. For several generations far more male wolves had been born than females, which is why the Alpha had mandated that two male wolves share a human female. The system had brought a surprising benefit. Not only had it meant the males had found a mate, but it seemed that when wolves and humans mixed, their offspring reverted to half male and half female in most cases. The newest generation of werewolf shape-shifters had an equal number of boys and girls, although not every child of the union got the werewolf gene, of course.

  Feeling hungry, Kiril slipped out of bed, showered, and walked into the kitchen. He and Magnus had purchased a lot of breakfast-style foods, thinking that even if the team dined out at night, likely they’d all make their own breakfasts. So there were bagels and sourdough bread, eggs, bacon, cheeses, peanut butter, jelly, mushrooms, tomatoes, and baby spinach, as well as muesli and oatmeal and raisins. Enough for everyone to find something they liked, he hoped.

  He filled the coffeepot and set it to heat, then dropped half a dozen eggs, some chopped bacon, chopped tomatoes, a handful of shredded cheese, and a few mushrooms in a pan to heat.

  He and Magnus had been the lowliest of helpers in the Castle Kitchen, but he’d learned to chop any vegetable fast and evenly, and throwing an omelet together was well within his skills. He put six slices of sourdough on to grill then took glasses, plates, and a gallon of orange juice to the table.

  As if by magic, just as the coffee began to bubble, Flynn appeared in the kitchen, her glasses on, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and dressed in her skirt and blouse from the day before.

  “That’s right. We didn’t stop at your apartment to pick up any clothing for you. Likely we should do that,” he said.

  “She won’t need clothes today,” said Magnus striding into the room naked.

  “Maybe not. But you said you had chores to run tomorrow so I’ll go home then. I have to collect different clothes for this ceremony on Sunday anyway. What kind of clothing should I wear? Is it business attire or more formal?”

  Kiril served their omelets onto platters and carried the platters to the table, sitting down with Magnus and Flynn and pouring himself a glass of orange juice.

  “We were told to bring business suits and neckties so I expect the women would wear business clothes as well. When Odette gets here you can check with her if you like,” said Magnus.

  “Who is Odette? Is she the team leader?”

  “No, his wife. Yerik Vulf is in charge of the business in our area, but she works closely with him, supporting him in everything,” replied Magnus.

  “Oh, okay. Who else are you expecting?” she asked.

  “We don’t exactly know. The boss hadn’t made up his mind when we left but I expect maybe another dozen people altogether. We need to hire two more cars for them, we know that,” said Kiril.

  Flynn nodded and started eating her omelet. Magnus had almost finished his already and was slathering peanut butter on a slice of sourdough while he chewed his last few mouthfuls of egg. Kiril got up and collected the coffee and cups and brought them across to the table.

  Kiril put his elbows on the table and stared at Flynn. She was so beautiful. Just looking at her made him happy. “Tell us about your childhood, Flynn,” he asked.

  “There’s nothing much to say. My life is very ordinary. When I was small my mother was ill a lot, and since I loved reading, and it was a quiet activity which didn’t disturb her, I read and read. I might have already said to you that my father used to joke that we had to move into the city because I’d read every book in the local library. I’d certainly read most of them, but we moved here for better health care for my mother. Now that my father has retired they’ve moved to Spain where the warmer weather seems to suit her better.”

  “You didn’t want to live with them in Spain?” asked Magnus. Kiril was just glad she hadn’t gone there. If she was in Spain they would never have met her and now that he’d seen her, the thought of losing her was paralyzing.

  Flynn shook her head. “One day I’d love to visit them. They’re in Valencia, which sounds very pretty. But I’d miss the mountains. The beach is the pe
rfect place for a vacation, but to me home means mountains. Or at the very least, larger hills.”

  Kiril took her hand in his. “I’m so glad you said that. Our home is in the mountains and we really hope you’d like to see them. They’re very beautiful.”

  “You’ve mentioned them before. You spoke about waterfalls. Tell me about your mountains. Where are they?”

  That was the one question they weren’t allowed to answer. Kiril let Magnus talk, distracting her with descriptions of scenery, while Kiril quietly cleared the table and stacked their used dishes in the dishwasher, then brought more coffee across to the table. He’d be more than happy to sit here for hours learning all about their wonderful woman.

  * * * *

  Flynn was surprised to see the time when they finally stood up to leave the kitchen. “My goodness. It’s almost lunchtime. Do you have chores to do today?”

  “No chores. But I do want to show you the main bedroom’s en suite bathroom,” said Magnus.

  “Whatever for?” she asked. They didn’t answer so she followed the still naked Magnus, whose cock was quite erect, through the living room and into the master bedroom. It was a spacious room right at the front of the house. The en suite was off to the side of the house and had a large hot tub in it, easily big enough for three people.

  “How decadent!”

  “I thought we should check it out. Test-drive it before the others arrive,” said Magnus.

  “That’s why you’re naked, is it? To save having to get changed,” she teased.

  Kiril put the plug in the drain and turned the taps on. “A tub this size is going to take a while to fill. We might as well get it started now.”

  Magnus pulled her against his body, his hard naked chest pressing against her breasts and his erect cock grinding into her belly. Suddenly Flynn felt hot, breathless, and more than ready to play with them again. She’d never had so many orgasms in such a short period of time in her life before, but she was willing to have another one. Naughtily, she reached around Magnus and stroked his bare back and naked ass. He was all muscle and sinew, taut and terrific, which only made her hotter.