by Cara Adams
Quickly, he flicked the flogger over Jarrah a few more times, before hurrying to untie Jill’s leash, uncuff her hands and feet, and remove the collar. He placed a sheet over her, knowing her body would gradually unlock and cool down over the next few minutes. He went into the bathroom, leaving the light off, closed the drain and turned the hot tap on full, until the bath was two-thirds full of hot water. On the sink he already had a packet of soothing crystals, which he dumped into the water for her.
When he returned to the bedroom she hadn’t moved, and neither had Jarrah or Sloan. He replaced his flogger in his toy box and got out the heavy paddle. Four strokes on the soles of Jarrah’s feet, followed by the same number on his ass, left his skin reddened.
“Relax, Jarrah, embrace and accept the pain,” he said softly, paddling Jarrah’s ass as best he could through the tangle of his handcuffed wrists and ankles. He put his toys away and began uncuffing and unleashing Jarrah. Pushing on the man’s limbs firmly but only in the right direction for them to move, he forced Jarrah’s arms and legs flat on the mattress. He just had time to turn Jarrah’s head to the side as the pain affected him and he faded into subspace.
Keir laid not only the sheet, but also a blanket over Jarrah. He was tougher and his pain would be more severe, therefore the danger of his body getting chilled was more extreme. On the plus side though, his limbs were now in a relaxed position and would unknot themselves without needing much intervention from him.
Keir crouched beside Jill. She was breathing slowly and steadily, her skin sticky and sweaty, but not cold.
He considered putting her in the bath but decided to wait a few more minutes. He didn’t want her sliding under the water unconscious, but he also didn’t want her suffering extreme pain as her muscles cramped. Obviously it would hurt, but he didn’t want it to be too much for her.
He stared at Sloan. The man’s gaze was fixed on Jill most of the time, but he also looked at Jarrah now and then. He sat perfectly still and said nothing. He didn’t seem to be scared or shocked, so Keir went and tested the water in the tub. It was very hot, but that was what Jill needed to unkink her muscles. It wasn’t hot enough to burn her though, and the soothing crystals would be good for her, too. He lifted the sheet and picked her up. His timing was perfect. She was just starting to come out of her subspace. She made a few slight movements, so he carried her into the bathroom, and laid her in the tub, resting her neck on the end of the tub. The water level was good for her, covering almost all her body. Gently he started massaging her calves and thighs, then her arms. She was wide awake by the time he’d gotten that far.
“Turn over onto your front and lean on your arms so I can massage your shoulders,” he said.
“Mmm,” she mumbled, but she did as he instructed.
He massaged the back of her thighs as well then said, “Jill, I need to leave you and begin massaging Jarrah now. Are you all right to be alone?”
“Yes, thank you. I’m fine.” Her voice was thick, but her mind was clear, so he left her to look at Jarrah.
Jarrah’s eyes were open but he hadn’t started to move yet, so Keir found the massage oil and rolled him onto his back and began rubbing the oil into his shoulders.
“I’m all sweaty. I’m going to need a shower first,” mumbled Jarrah.
“There’s plenty of time yet. No need to rush,” said Keir.
Tonight being a barbecue was perfect. Unlike the formal dinner of the night before, it wouldn’t matter if they arrived half an hour late, or even later, as long as they weren’t so late the food was no longer being served. After all the exercise they’d be hungry! They’d promised Jill to tell her about the attackers though, and that had to be done here in private. There was no sense in worrying people who didn’t know and didn’t need to know about it. And then, the finale of the night was his plan for more triple penetration sex. He so much wanted to give her many orgasms and hear her agree to mate with them.
But first, he needed to loosen all Jarrah’s muscles. “Sloan, go and check on Jill. Don’t speak to her unless she asks you a question. Just watch over her while I massage Jarrah.”
* * * *
Jill let the hot water soak away her cares. Her muscles were aching and her shoulders were going to hurt like hell for a long time yet, but her neck was feeling a bit looser now and her thighs weren’t too bad. She sat up in the water and looked to see if there was another little box with a shower cap. She really didn’t want to duck her head under the water and get the crystals in her hair, but she didn’t want to stay all night with a stiff neck either.
She sat up, intending to get out of the tub and look on the sink, when she saw Sloan standing in the doorway.
“Can you see if there’s another shower cap, please?”
He smiled at her, his eyes sparkling as he riffled through the complimentary boxes and tubes on the sink. He gave her a little bow and handed the tiny box to her. She pulled her hair into a ponytail in her hand and shoved it inside the cap, then lay right down with her neck and shoulders under the water. Ah that was so much better. Of course her legs were resting on the end of the tub now, instead of in the water, but her neck was more important at the moment.
She could hear some movement in the other room and guessed Jarrah must have been starting to recover. She felt mean taking the tub all to herself, but he could have it in a little while.
She wondered what the time was, and hoped there’d still be time for the men to tell her whatever they knew about whatever had happened this morning. It really annoyed her that she didn’t know. Which was weird. She wasn’t usually so fixated on things like this, but for some reason it seemed important to her.
Well, she’d make time. Surely it wouldn’t take them more than a few minutes to tell her what they knew and how they’d learned it.
The water was starting to cool down, so Jill opened the drain and stood up, noticing that Sloan was no longer in the doorway, then turned on the shower taps and rinsed her body clean. She stepped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around herself then walked to the doorway. Jarrah was sitting on the edge of the bed doing some shoulder exercises. “Shower’s free if you want it,” she said.
“Keir rubbed oil onto my shoulders. I’ll leave it for an hour or so. Thanks,” he said.
“How are you, Sloan?”
“Keir showed me a few exercised to do, so I don’t get stiff.”
“Well, in that case, how about you all tell me what you know about whatever it was that went down this morning.”
She looked at Keir, knowing Jarrah and Sloan would leave it to the Dom to answer the question.
“There were two wolves from another pack who broke into the property. They didn’t get anyone or even do anything really. The three of us saw a maintenance man chasing them, so I got on a tractor and we helped the maintenance man catch them.”
Jill wasn’t stupid. She knew when people were leaving out the best part of a story.
“Got on a tractor. Helped. Care to unpack that a fraction for me?”
Jarrah laughed. “You have to give it to her, Keir. She has an unerring sense for the nitty-gritty of the tale.”
Ten minutes later Jill really didn’t know a whole lot more, but she was reasonably certain she knew everything the men knew. “I agree there’s nothing that can be done about them. Basically, they did nothing wrong apart from punch the maintenance man. Although since one of them said there were more of them, perhaps those ones did something they shouldn’t. I can’t imagine any women were stolen, though, or I’m sure we’d have heard about it.”
“They would never have allowed everything to go back to normal if anything bad had happened. The security company must have been certain that they’d caught all the bad guys,” said Keir.
“Thank you for telling me. I need to go back to my cabin now and get ready for the barbecue tonight. Which brings me back to the most important question of the day. Do I wear a dress or jeans?”
Keir came right up to her and st
ood in her personal space. “No, Jill. The most important question of the day is will you agree to mate with the three of us?”
Chapter Six
All the breath left Jarrah’s body. He was so tense all the massage oils in the world couldn’t help him right now. He wanted her so much he was sure his body would splinter into a million pieces if she said no. But she must mean to say yes. Everything had been going so well. She was dancing with them, talking to them, playing scenes, and making love with them, she must be going to say yes. There couldn’t possibly be any other answer. Could there?
He stared at her in agony until she smiled and nodded. “Yes, I’ll mate with you, but you need to remember I’m human and might want to do some things a little differently. For a start, I’d like the ceremony to be at Carnal Connections with my friends there. But your people would all be invited to come, too.”
“Perhaps we could have two ceremonies. One at Carnal Connections and the other on our pack lands. Or even three. One on Sloan’s lands as well. Isn’t that what people of different cultures often do? Have an American ceremony and one in the other culture later?” suggested Jarrah.
“Three weddings. I like that idea. It sounds an excellent solution. But right now, getting ready for the barbecue can wait. We need to seal our love properly in bed,” said Keir, crossing the room very quickly and scooping Jill up in his arms. He dumped her in the center of the bed and lay on top of her.
“Any objections?” he asked, looking at Jarrah and Sloan.
“Not from me. I wasn’t dressed yet anyway.” Jarrah climbed on the bed beside them and pulled the towel off Jill, throwing it on the floor.
“Or me. I’ve been wanting to do this all week,” said Sloan.
Keir grabbed a tube of lube from the nightstand and handed it to Jarrah. Jarrah settled himself at the foot of the bed, and when Keir rolled off Jill, Jarrah began massaging the lube into her ass.
She wasn’t objecting in the slightest way. Instead she pushed her body back onto his fingers, making him want to go faster and faster and replace his hand with his cock.
Slowly, he inserted a finger inside her and massaged the walls of her rectum. She was so hot already his dick was aching with the thought of getting inside her ass. Jarrah smiled up at her head, buried face down in the pillow. Keir was holding both her wrists with her arms above her head, but not stretched out very much. Her shoulders likely were still a bit stiff from the BDSM scene. Keir’s holding her wrists now was more symbolic than restraint Jarrah thought.
“Lift her chest up a little, Sloan and kiss her breasts. Let’s make sure she’s fully aroused,” suggested Keir.
They were all very ready, and it didn’t take long to prepare Jill’s ass, although Jarrah relished every moment of it, his fingers sliding inside her dark channel, touching and teasing along her sensitive walls. First one finger, then two, and finally three.
From time to time he looked up to watch Sloan’s mouth on Jill’s breasts as he sucked her nipple, and then licked around the fullness of her round globes.
“Lie on your back now, Sloan, and pull her over your body. You get her cunt,” ordered Keir.
As soon as Sloan did so, she sat up straight across his hips and teased him before placing his cock at her entry. Shit that was hot, watching Sloan’s cock gradually disappear inside Jill’s hungry cunt. She took him in so slowly, an inch of his erection at a time. Jarrah didn’t know how Sloan felt about it, but he knew the suspense was killing him, so it had to be even harder for Sloan who could feel everything as well as see it.
Jarrah’s own cock was waving in the air, responding to every little move Jill made with Sloan. It was almost as if it knew it was going to be next and couldn’t wait. He certainly couldn’t wait. She was so sexy sitting there, her hair falling over her face as she wiggled and teased Sloan, her full, round breasts bouncing with her actions, Sloan’s saliva still gleaming on her nipples.
Oh shit, he wished it was his hands on her breasts right now, teasing her nipples, maybe sucking them some. But fucking her ass would be even better. He’d never been in her there and he just knew it’d be even harder not to explode the minute he entered her than it’d been when he fucked her cunt. She was so lovely. Completely natural, but so beautiful. Yet smart and fun as well. His perfect mate. Absolutely just right for the three of them. And finally, finally, she’d agreed to mate them.
Jarrah didn’t really mind what form the ceremony took. Doing it three times was fine by him, once for her human friends and again for each of the two packs. As long as she was happy it was all good. Or it would be all good as long as his dick didn’t explode before he got inside her. No woman had ever made him feel the intense love and lust he felt for Jill. Even as a young man he’d never wanted a woman with the extreme passion that enveloped him every time he thought of Jill.
He crawled up the bed behind her and rested his hand on her spine as she finally lay flat on Sloan. He held her ass cheeks open, touching her entry again with a slippery finger, checking she was still open enough for his cock, and he loved how her entire body shivered with pleasure. Damn she was amazing. Perfect. Unbelievably perfect. And his, theirs, forever.
Jarrah set his cock and the entry and pushed. He had to shove harder than with his fingers, but her muscles did open and let him in. Shit, she’d felt hot on his fingers, but her heat on his cock was incredible. So powerfully arousing. As if his cock wasn’t hard enough already, now this was torture.
He pushed inside her, appreciating how she opened and let him go deeper until his balls were snug against her ass, and his cock was buried inside her. She was incredibly tight, giving him just enough room to press inside her, and then her walls gripped and held him, just like he wanted to hold onto her forever. Jarrah balanced on his knees and wrapped his hands over her breasts. His fingers gripped her nipples and he grinned at how pointed and hard they were, just like little cocks, eager to be stroked and pinched. He couldn’t resist. He tweaked both nipples, then pulled on them, elongating them, stretching them, before letting them rest again with his palms over them.
Now it was Keir’s turn. He was kneeling at the top of the bed, his cock in his hands level with Jill’s head. She wasn’t in a good position to hold him, Jarrah thought, but he knew Keir would direct her mouth to fuck him. Jarrah watched her tongue flick out and tease the little barbell in Keir’s cock. Damn that was erotic.
Keir leaned forward and kissed her nose, then said, “Together.”
Jarrah nodded and concentrated on keeping at the same speed and pressure as Keir and Sloan. It was a challenge when he wanted to slam and pound into her and come hard and fast, but it was important that today was special for Jill. This was all about her, bringing her pleasure, demonstrating to her as clearly as they could that they’d always treasure her and care for her. That her pleasure would always be their goal. She was the heart of their relationship and Jarrah wanted to show her so clearly she’d never forget how loved and precious she was to them all.
In and out he stroked, slowly, slowly, slowly, but very gradually speeding up, always keeping exactly in time with Keir fucking her mouth, and Sloan in her cunt.
Jill started wigging between them and he had to take his hands off her breasts so he and Sloan could hold her body tight between theirs and prevent her from moving. Keir had a plan and it was Jarrah’s job to make sure it was carried out in full, no matter how Jill teased them. She was also squeezing her ass and pussy muscles, clutching tight at his dick and making his eyes roll up in his head with sheet bliss. She was a hell of a woman, always her own person no matter what they said or did. He really appreciated that in her. He didn’t want a robot or an automaton. He wanted Jill. His lovely, beautiful, amazing, intelligent, and always surprising, Jill.
The three of them were moving much faster now, slamming into her together, always completely united in their thrusts into her, driving her higher and higher and themselves along with her.
His cock was ready to burst, but there w
as no way he’d lose control until Jill had come and come hard. She was whimpering and mumbling around Keir’s cock, and Keir had one hand on her head now, so she had to be close. He would have liked to pinch her nipples or her clit and send her off the cliff, but he needed to keep his hands on her shoulders so she didn’t take charge of the speed or pace of their fucking. She was a determined woman, but in this case, Keir knew best for all of them. He was a damn good Dom and would always plan perfect orgasms for them all.
Jarrah pulled his cock out until just the tip was still inside her, then drove deep with all his strength, gripping her shoulders so she couldn’t interfere with his strokes. He could feel Sloan matching him through the thin wall separating them, and saw Keir powering in and out of her mouth. He hoped Jill found the touch of the little barbell on her lips and tongue sexy. That was the last thought he had for a while, as right then her muscles clenched around him and she shook like a leaf in a storm, her legs and arms flailing and her body bouncing between them.
Jarrah let go of her shoulders and wrapped his arms right around her and Sloan, so she was pressed hard and unmovable while her inner muscled milked him. His cock erupted into her ass filling her with his cum, as he held her tightly and rested his head on her shoulder. His chest was glued to her back by their combined sweat, and he reveled in the lush feel of her soft curves pressed against his hard muscles.
It was the most wonderful moment as the four of them were held so tightly together, bonded as one, her heart pounding underneath his.
He jetted stream after stream of cum into her as she continued to milk him over and over, and he could feel the heat of Sloan’s release as well. He saw Keir’s cum dripping out of the side of her mouth. That, too, meant they were united as one, all four of them climaxing together. It was another sign of them being so right, so perfect for each other.