Regale, Rhea - Wild Nights [Blood Moon Legacy 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Rhea Regale

  Fingers raked up into her hair and firmly tugged her away from Riley’s heady kiss. She whimpered, undulating her hips over his until he stilled her. She found herself gazing up at Lenox, his smile darkening as she squirmed with explosive need.

  “Surprise, little one,” Lenox said. He tugged his penis from his jeans, and the sight of his engorgement made her mouth water. She took him in her hand and slowly worked down the velvety shaft. He was hot and heavy, pulsing with hunger. His tip glistened with moisture.

  “You knew about this?” she wondered. With Lenox’s fingers still holding fast to her hair and her body arched in such a way that she was laid out for both men to enjoy, she turned her gaze to Riley. He had leaned back against a boulder and took to stroking her stomach with feathery touches.

  “I contacted him yesterday,” Riley admitted, his eyes fastened to the way her body reacted to his touch. Her stomach jolted as his fingers drifted downward. He paused above the small thatch of curls and looked up at her. “We discussed things.”

  “Oh?” Aya moaned. She wanted Riley to cure the mounting ache between her thighs while she satiated the need to taste Lenox. With a gentle tug, she brought his dick closer. His fingers tightened in her hair as he guided her mouth to his cock. She flicked her tongue out, drawing the tip over the wide crown. The flavor of his juice tightened her jaw. “What did you discuss?”

  “You,” Lenox grated. Aya circled her tongue around his shaft. His erection twitched in response, seeping along the slit. She dropped her hand from the hilt of his penis and cupped the heavy weight of his balls, rolling them between her fingers. “Damnit. Riley, has she ever taken you into her mouth?”

  A flare of tingles erupted in her pussy when Riley traced around her clit. “She was too busy taking me into this wet pussy of hers.”

  Aya sucked Lenox’s head between her lips, but he tugged her hair, pulling her away. With a sharp tsk, he released her hair and pointed to where her hips met Riley’s.

  “Riley and I have come to a simple conclusion,” Lenox continued. He lowered himself to his knees, fisting his jutting cock. Riley lifted her at the waist and eased her off his lap. Both men steadied her on her hands and knees. Leaves and moss provided a soft blanket to keep rocks and sharp twigs from digging into her skin. Her eyes lowered to Riley’s impressive penis stretching up his stomach. His size and width had been enough to intimidate her. It sparked a feral need to have him fill her. She licked her lips. Lenox slid his hand along her spine and led her head down to Riley’s awaiting cock. “There is to be no jealousy, especially if you love us both.”

  Aya paused. She glanced up at Riley through her lashes. He smoothed back a wisp of hair from her eyes and nodded once.

  “That’s what made leaving so hard, sweetheart. I couldn’t stand to hear you say those words to me knowing I fought against my own love toward you.”

  Damn, why did they have to bring the past up now? Her mouth watered for him, her cunt was drenched and ready to be fucked, and the wounds of her heart were being prodded. “You hurt me that night.”

  “Nothing compared to the pain I felt when I saw what I did to you.” The corner of his mouth twitched. “I promise you I will not make that mistake again. I’m here now, where Lenox successfully convinced me I belong. Where I know, man and spirit, I belong.”

  She inhaled the musky scent of Riley’s arousal while he watched her with an intensity that sent bullets of lava heat shooting through her.

  “And I love you, Ayasha White.”

  Her heart swelled at his rasped confession. If ever there was a man who could infuse extreme emotions into his voice, it was Riley.

  “I love you, too, Riley Tormel. As much as I love Lenox.”

  At last, the rift of tension dissipated around them. Lust, and the fiery desires that coiled deep within her womb, engulfed her once more. She dipped her head and licked him, slowly drawing her tongue from the crease between his staff and his sac straight up to the tip of his crown. He sucked in a sharp breath. Salty sweetness lingered over her tongue, and she purred with the pleasure of his taste. She followed the same path once more before she swirled her tongue over his crown.

  Lenox squeezed her ass, spreading her cheeks until a cool breath of air slid over her nether region. She gently pumped Riley’s cock with her fist, lapping at the underside of his shaft. He twitched and seeped beneath her assault, pleasing her as she pleased him. She drew his wide head into her mouth. She took as much of him as she could. His crown hit the back of her throat, and she moaned at the taste of him, the fullness of him in her mouth.

  Lenox slid his fingers along the cleft of her ass. They glided with ease, and in their path, cold moisture lingered that made her cream.

  “We’ve agreed to share,” Riley added, his voice strained. Aya pumped him with even strokes, pulling back until she nearly crested his tip, then sucking him back in. He tried to thrust deeper, but she held him down with her fist around the base of his cock. She rolled his heavy sac in her other hand. Oh, how she delighted at the sensation of his velvety skin molding and shifting beneath her touch. “Starting tonight… Fuck, Aya, stop. I’m gonna come in your mouth.”

  Aya chuckled, the hum causing him to arch into her mouth.

  When Lenox eased a finger into her rear entrance, she gasped. Her head snapped up, and she tried to pull away, but he held her around the waist and continued his slow probe of her rear entrance. Riley straightened onto his knees and lifted her chin to meet his gaze.

  “We’re gonna start fresh, remember?” he cooed. Aya locked her arms around his neck for support and closed her eyes as she absorbed the unusual sensation of Lenox’s finger in her nether hole. The gentle invasion was soon accompanied by a more pleasant stroke to her clit. She dropped her head to Riley’s shoulder and sighed. “We’re putting aside the past and building a future from this moment on.”

  “She’s tight,” Lenox growled. Aya tilted her hips to gain better friction against her clit. Riley left a trail of kisses down her neck. “Ayasha, love, relax.”

  “Trust me, you’ll enjoy this tremendously,” Riley assured. He reclined, pulling Aya over him. Lenox guided her hips over Riley’s. She glanced up at Riley’s handsome face through heavy-lidded eyes and relaxed. His cock slid through her sopping pussy until his crown came to rest against her vagina. She lowered herself to take him into her body. Lenox caught her before she slid too far down his dick.

  Aya hung in a maddening limbo, aching to be filled by Riley, throbbing for release, when a new sensation struck her. Lenox ran the head of his cock along the slit of her ass, tantalizing her nerves. She clenched down on Riley and watched him stiffen beneath her.

  “Oh, my…” she purred. “This is torture. You must do something.”

  “I’ll be gentle,” Lenox murmured. His cock pressed against her tight rear entrance. Aya’s first instinct was to pull down, but instead, she was surprised by her own curiosity. She arched into Riley, spreading herself more for Lenox, and pressed back onto his penis. With excruciating slowness, Lenox slid into her as he and Riley guided her down Riley’s dick. Lenox’s weight pressed against her back, forcing her flush against Riley. Her lost wolf whipped his hands up to her head and crushed his mouth against hers.

  Aya swam in the hunger of Riley’s kiss, the fullness invading her cunt and ass, and the erotic strokes of pleasure that accompanied each gentle motion. Lenox’s cock slid with ease, filling her rear with his thickness. He held a steady pace that taunted her swollen nub with each rock over Riley.

  Riley plundered her mouth with his tongue, and she found breath from his lungs. The man filled her chest with his essence, her body with his cock, and her spirit with completion.

  Lenox’s mouth hovered over the nape of her neck, his hot breath splaying over her cool skin. One of his hands cupped her breast and rolled her nipple between two fingers. He tugged, the spears of pleasure shooting straight down to her clit. Her pussy was so wet, so twisted with the need for release that the slighte
st brushes made her tremble. Her womb coiled and thrummed. The sensation of being filled completely by two men, the stretching and friction, consumed her. Her skin zinged with sensitivity. Each light touch, each loving stroke, each caress, it threatened to undo her.

  “Ohhh.”

  Her moan drew a growl from Riley. He thrust his hips up. The sudden motion of him filling her to the hilt sparked the break of her coils. She rocked over him, seeking the last bit of friction she needed. Lenox held still inside her rear, his swollen erection pressing into Riley’s shaft.

  Her arms buckled, and she fell on top of Riley. Her body quivered with a blinding ache that thumped hard in her womb.

  “Too much, little wolf?” Riley groaned. She barely shook her head before Lenox’s arms encased her and pulled her straight up. She whimpered as Riley’s fullness left her. She dropped her head back on Lenox’s shoulder and moaned her delight as he assaulted her throat with hungry kisses and light scrapes of his teeth.

  “I think so. Perhaps we should stop?” Lenox teased. He kneaded the mounds of her breasts, keeping her sitting on his dick. There was no pain with his intrusion, only a new, heightened pleasure.

  “Don’t stop,” she whispered. She peeled back her eyelids as Riley rose to his full height on his knees.

  The moment his fingers delved into the sopping folds of her sex, she shuddered and cried out.

  “Ahh, that’s what our sweet vixen wanted,” Riley surmised with a wicked glint in his eyes. Aya looped one of her legs around his waist, trying to give herself leverage as her climax swam just around the corner.

  “She wants us to make her feel good,” Lenox added. He nibbled her earlobe. “Isn’t that right, little one?”

  “Yes,” she hissed. Riley plunged two fingers deep within her silken canal. He withdrew them until his fingertips massaged over a secret pleasure area just within her vagina. She bucked, the sudden motion causing Lenox to growl in her ear. An intensifying pleasure erupted in her ass as Riley taunted her aching pussy.

  “Like it?” he asked. His thumb brushed her clit, and she whimpered. Sparks splattered over her vision. “Your G-spot, your ass, and your clit. All being tended.”

  “Riley, I want you. Want you both.” Aya gasped for air as he brushed over her throbbing nub again.

  “She’s creamin’ like mad.”

  “Riley, I can’t hold on much longer,” Lenox rumbled. He gripped her chin and caught her eye. “You keep squeezing your ass around my cock and I’ll explode in a matter of heartbeats.”

  Aya tightened the muscles he spoke of and watched his eyes darken.

  Riley shifted his body in front of her and, with his thumbs, spread her wet folds. He ran the tip of his wide cock over her swollen clit once, twice.

  “Tell me what you want,” Riley demanded.

  “You inside me,” Aya gasped.

  “Doing what?”

  “Damnit, Riley. I want you both fucking me. Make me come.”

  He plunged himself deep inside her sex. She screamed. Her churning climax struck her with unrelenting power. Her body shook, tucked between both men. Riley didn’t go easy on her this time. He rode her hard and fast from the front while Lenox stirred in more pleasure from behind.

  Aya was lost in the cacophony of touch. Fingers dove into her hair. Hands caressed and kneaded her breasts and ass. Her skin tingled and zinged with every contact. Her sex was filled with hot thickness that pumped in rhythm to the hard cock in her rear. She arched as her body weakened and quivered, her settling climax merely brushing ground before spiraling out of control again. Her nails bit deep into Riley’s shoulder, her other arm linked desperately around Lenox’s neck.

  Riley cupped her breast and dipped his head to take her nipple into his feverish mouth. He suckled with a roughened edge, his teeth scraping and tugging. Pleasure-pain bolted through her sizzling nerves, pooling in her pussy.

  Lenox’s mouth covered hers, swallowing her small mewls and moans in a thunderous kiss that rattled her straight to the spirit. She drank from his mouth, swayed with his skillful tongue, soaked in the bone-vibrating rumbles as he growled. Somewhere amidst the deft clouds swirling around her mind and the lightning strikes of sheer, blood-churning bliss, she heard the roar of her men tangling with her unabashed cries. Her heart raced, and her body shook. Lenox stiffened behind her. Riley buried himself to the hilt.

  Molten fire filled her womb and her rear. Tremors coursed through Lenox, but somehow, he continued to hold her, panting wildly against her hair. Riley shuddered, his head pressed to the crook of her neck, hot breath spreading over her. A thin sheen of sweat covered her body, but no cold touched her tonight.

  She was surrounded by heat, power, and strength, and a vibrant energy that she could only imagine to be love. She couldn’t live without Lenox and Riley. She couldn’t live with an emptiness in her heart or grief in her spirit.

  Her wolf couldn’t survive without her mates.

  Lenox sat back on his heels, still gasping for breath. Aya, with no strength left in her to remain upright, followed him back. Her brow pinched as she settled against Lenox. Riley’s cock slid from her sex, leaving a trickle of cum in its wake. She held fast to his shoulder, unwilling to let him go, and brought him down to her, flicking her tongue along his upper lip. The musky scents of sex, sweat, and passion made her dizzy with delight. It was a scent she would never forget. A scent she craved to roll in for the rest of her life.

  “You share very well, gentlemen,” Aya said. Her voice shook with residual passion. Riley caressed her cheek and offered an unsteady half-grin. Lenox kissed the top of her head with a sigh.

  “Well, it’s only the first time, vixen. We’ll be sharing much, much more,” Riley promised. She purred as the seductive richness of his voice filled her spirit.

  Aya twisted enough to look back at Lenox. The night vision lens cast his eyes in a silver hue. She reached up and pressed her palm to his cheek. “And you. You’ve kept this all a secret while I grieved the loss of him.”

  Lenox eased her off his cock and shifted, laying her back on the forest ground. He kept his arm beneath her neck and a hand on her stomach. “It took a lot of convincing, a lot of explaining, and more assurance than I thought it would to make him return. He didn’t leave because of you.”

  “No, I left because of the shame you made me experience. In the end, I swallowed twenty-five years of anger, hatred, and unwavering pride because I knew I couldn’t be without you,” Riley confessed. He settled down on the ground and rested his head on her chest. Aya closed her eyes. She threaded her fingers through Riley’s thick waves. “I accepted I was wrong while Lenox was right.”

  “I guess tonight really is a new beginning,” she murmured.

  The brisk night air slowly permeated the sheen of perspiration that had protected her until now, but it couldn’t chill her flesh. In the arms of her mates and brimming with adoration and love for them both, she knew in her spirit happiness would always surround them. No matter how black or powerful evil may be, how deceitful or cunning a mask it wore, nothing would prove stronger than the love they held for each other. She was a sacred white wolf and would forever be grateful for the two perfect men the spirits had gifted her.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Growing up, I was always the quiet girl who knew everyone but never quite fit in. I kept busy with dance, cheerleading and numerous other activities. I was an overachiever, a hard worker and very dedicated to anything I pursued. When I decided that I loved writing enough to follow along the writer’s career path, nothing deterred me from reaching my goals. I didn’t go to college straight out of high school, but rather focused all my free time and energy into my stories. Negativity could not steer me off the path of my dreams. It only made me more determined to succeed as a writer.

  Now, with a loving husband and a son who is sweetly proud of his mommy, I continue to do what I love most: Write from my heart and share my storie
s with the world.

  Also by Rhea Regale

  Ménage Amour: Blood Moon Legacy 1: Wild Hearts

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