Three Shifters for Sarah (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Dani April

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  The bagels were a big hit with her coworkers, and Sarah fell into the routine of another busy day at the small office. Only now and then was she distracted by the beautiful view outside. The snow covering the rolling plains was so peaceful and serene it made her daydream and late in the morning additional snow began to silently fly by her window, adding to the majesty of the setting.

  With a bagel, a warm cup of coffee on her desk, and interesting work to keep her occupied, Sarah was completely content.

  A few minutes before noon, Ryan reached her on the phone. “What are you doing for lunch?”

  “I’m really swamped,” she told him.

  “It’ll do you good to get out of the office for an hour,” he coaxed her. “This isn’t New York City, Sarah. We’re a little more laid-back out here about things. Anyway I want to see you.”

  Sarah smiled and looked out at the white wonderland outside her window. “How can I say no to that?”

  “I’ll see you at the downtown diner in half an hour.”

  Though Sarah didn’t want to leave the computer program she was installing on the office server, she loved the home cooking of the downtown diner and always jumped at any excuse to spend time with one of her men. The new experience of driving in the snow seemed like it would be fun, too. So she grabbed the car keys off her desk and headed outside to her Ford truck.

  The diner was crowded, but not unreasonably so. Everyone was unhurried and conversational, nothing like a New York lunch hour. Ryan was waiting at a booth for her and gave her a loving peck on her cheek. All out of breath from the cold air outside, the heater in the diner felt scrumptious as she slid into her seat across from him.

  “What did you order me?” she asked.

  “I wouldn’t dare order for you,” Ryan said, laughing and handing over a menu. “But I would recommend a piece of the apple pie for dessert.”

  “How has your day been going?” she asked as she perused her choices.

  “Busy.”

  “Mine, too. But I think with a little more effort I’ll have all our books online by the end of the week.”

  “You know we’re still on our honeymoon, Sarah.” He lowered his voice and got her attention. “This is your time to be together with your mates and let us love you.”

  “We did talk about a marriage, but the mating marks I wear are better than a marriage for me. The four of us have been living together for almost six months now, Ryan,” she reminded him. The waitress came over, and Sarah placed her order. “My life is so good right now. I have everything I always wanted. You don’t have to worry about me.”

  “It’s my job to worry about you,” he told her gruffly, but she felt his love for her laced in with his words. “When shifters mate we normally take the first year of our relationship to have a honeymoon period.”

  “A one-year honeymoon?” Sarah asked in disbelief. “Sounds nice if a tad impractical.”

  “I don’t mean that we run off to the beach and vacation for a year,” Ryan corrected himself. “But what I mean is it’s only the four of us right now and well…” He broke off. Sarah thought her big Alpha mate was going to blush.

  “Yes, the sex has been pretty phenomenal,” Sarah finished for him, surprising herself with her aplomb.

  “You’re phenomenal,” he told her and then looked down at the table. It was so unusual to see Ryan uncomfortable like this. “I guess I’m not doing a very good job of broaching the issue.”

  “What issue, darling?”

  “What I really want to talk about is what happens after the honeymoon is over.”

  “And that is?” Sarah raised her eyes with interest.

  “Typically that’s when the female becomes pregnant.”

  Sarah cleared her throat. “I love children. You know it’s always been my dream to have children of my own one day.”

  “I know,” he said. They’d already talked about her desire for a family many times, but just never put a timetable to it before.

  Sarah cleared her throat again. Suddenly she was the one who felt uncomfortable. “You know me having a child is a little more complicated than it would be for other women?”

  “I don’t understand why?”

  “Because I have three lovers, Ryan.”

  “But you’re a shifter.”

  “I’m one-fourth shifter,” Sarah pointed out. “This is one area Sheila hasn’t educated me on yet, and frankly I’ve been too embarrassed to ask. So why don’t you tell me, Ryan. When I do decide to have a baby just how is it going to work with a different man coming to my bed every night?”

  In this way Ryan was such a typical shape-shifter. He didn’t see any problem in the scenario she had just presented and only shrugged. “You stop taking the Pill,” he said simply as if that would solve all her concerns.

  “I want to know who the father of my baby is, Ryan.”

  “We all would be. We share everything equally.”

  Because she sensed the men would think this way Sarah had been giving the issue a lot of thought over the past months. “On this one point I need to do things different from the rest of the pack,” she told Ryan firmly and braced for an argument.

  Ryan merely regarded her for a moment trying to figure her out, but no argument was forthcoming. “You name it and we’ll make it happen,” he told her unwaveringly.

  “When the time comes I’m only going to sleep with one of you until I get pregnant.”

  Ryan nodded. “I understand,” he said.

  Sarah weaved her fingers with his on top of the table. “For me the perfect family would be three children. I want to have a baby by each one of the men I love.”

  Sarah was relieved when Ryan smiled, a golden, heartwarming smile, and gave her fingers a squeeze in his large hand. “I love that idea, sweetheart.”

  “And, Ryan”—she held his gaze—“I want you to be the first.”

  “Thank you.” She watched him fight to not get choked up by her words.

  “Thank you for giving me such a good life.”

  “I can hardly wait for the honeymoon to be over.”

  She pulled back from him, a rascally look in her eye. “Hey, what happened to the one-year honeymoon?” she complained. “I’m enjoying all this attention from my men, and I’m not quite ready for it to be over just yet.”

  “We have the rest of our lives, sweetheart,” he told her.

  Sarah brightened as she looked into his adoring face. At that moment it had never been easier to imagine a happy future.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Sarah met Lance at her bedroom door. She had invited him to her room to spend the night. Preparing in advance for his arrival, she had slipped on a chiffon nightie with matching bikini bottom. Lance was wearing his bathrobe and was fresh from the shower.

  Wasting no time he took her in his arms, kicked the door shut behind him, and started kissing down her neckline.

  Sarah had to hold him off. He was eager with arousal, and it took an effort to bring him up for air. “That’s a nice way to say hello, darling, but I’m afraid we can’t start anything right now.”

  He was all confusion and panting breath when he looked at her. Sarah motioned into her bathroom. TJ and Ryan were working on her bathroom. The scraping noises of work being done inside resonated, and Lance released her, sudden understanding clearing his lust.

  “I’m sorry.” Sarah had been looking forward to this all day and felt like cursing under her breath. “They drove into town this afternoon and bought the new tile. They were both so excited about it and wanted to start right away. I didn’t have the heart to tell them to wait.”

  The beautiful new home the three men had built for her had only been far enough along to move into the month before, and in many areas it was still a work in progress. Her bathroom was one of those areas. Though it was a beautiful room, replete with a skylight that let in the sun during the day and the moon and stars at night, a small sauna next to the shower, and a towel wa
rmer hanging from the vanity that kept her towels toasty, the tile they had ordered had never arrived. It had been a point of great irritation for both Ryan and TJ who had been responsible for this floor of the house.

  So that afternoon when TJ got the call from the hardware store that the tile had arrived it had been a big deal. He had called Sarah at work and told her he and Ryan would work all night to get her bathroom finished for her, and he had sounded so proud and happy Sarah couldn’t bring herself to tell him no. Of course she immediately cursed the soft spot in her heart because having her other two men working until the wee hours next door in her bath would put the kibosh on her carnal plans with Lance.

  “I’m sorry,” she told him again with a meek look of contrition on her face. But this was Lance, and he would never get upset about anything.

  He took her in his arms and gave her a hug and a kiss on her forehead. Leading her across the room he sat her down on the bed next to him.

  “Are you sure?” he asked her, his hand lingering on her hip.

  “Ryan and TJ are in the next room,” Sarah protested.

  “I don’t mind if you don’t.”

  He began to kiss her lips, tasting her. She felt her resolve start to weaken.

  “If you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed let me know and we’ll stop.” His hand had moved beneath the neckline of her nightie and his fingers had found one of her nipples.

  Sarah moaned and knew she would have to give into him. What he was doing just felt so damn good.

  “But what if we embarrass Ryan and TJ?” She gave him one last plea and looked across the room at the open door to her bathroom. There was hammering coming from inside. At the moment neither of the men could be seen, but either of them could walk out at any moment.

  His other hand was snaking its way up her leg, past the hem of the chiffon nightie. A jolt of pure pleasure caused Sarah to squirm in his arms as two of his fingers began to trace the outline of her pussy opening beneath her bikini. From that moment on she knew she was totally lost. Her pussy grew wet, and a fever of desire took her.

  “I need you,” she told Lance. “But can we at least get under the covers first?”

  “Anything, baby,” he said, giving her a gentle kiss.

  Pulling back the quilt and the down blanket of her bed, Lance helped Sarah beneath. Crawling in at her side, he covered them both up snugly, his hands resuming their exploration of her body beneath the nightie.

  Submarining under the covers, Lance kissed his way sensually down the length of her body, ending his worship of her with his head buried in her bikini. Soon his fingers were in the waistband, and when Sarah hiked her legs, he relieved her of the bottoms. Naked, her pussy felt as if it was on fire. He went back down on her and tasted her with his glorious tongue. Sarah shivered and was coming close…

  “All finished in there,” Ryan announced as he and TJ walked out of the bath.

  Sarah felt like a thief in the night that had just been caught. Attempting to squeeze her thighs back together, she wanted Lance to come up from her, but to her surprise he kept on eating her.

  Sarah felt vulnerable. All three men were in her bedroom, Ryan and TJ staring at her with lust in their eyes. For six months they had been taking turns. Now a new dynamic had opened up.

  Ryan went to one side of her bed and TJ came to the other, neither man had a shirt on, and they were hot and sweaty from the hard work.

  Sarah’s mind swam with all the possibilities. Both men looked so wonderful she wanted to eat them up. But how could she feel that way? Another man was between her legs giving her the best oral sex of her life, and she was uncomfortably close to a strong climax.

  “We’ve never tried this before,” TJ said. “All three of us loving you at once.”

  “You okay with this?” Ryan asked.

  It was now or never. One last chance to turn back.

  “I’ll take TJ and we’ll leave if you want us to,” Ryan persisted.

  Lance had now moved back up from under the covers and was stroking her face, giving her comfort as he waited with the others for her answer.

  A burst of inspiration hit Sarah, giving clarity to her feelings and allowing her to articulate them.

  “I would love to have all three of you guys at once,” she told them honestly. “I’m in love with you all, and I think you’re all gorgeous. Why in the world wouldn’t I want this? It’s like my best, most erotic fantasy come to life.”

  “But?” Lance asked her, sensing the hesitation on her part.

  “But I’ve been avoiding this ever since I moved in with you,” she explained. “Not for me, but for you.”

  “For us?” Ryan asked in disbelief.

  “I’ve been worried that you would get jealous of one another. I mean TJ does one thing I really like, and Lance does something else, and Ryan still something else. My body responds to each of you in different ways. When we’re making love I can’t help that. It just comes out. I was worried that I would do something wrong and make you guys mad at each other and it would break up the perfect relationship we’ve been making for ourselves.”

  The three men just looked at each other. Sarah hoped she had explained herself well. She didn’t know any other way to put her feelings into words.

  Ryan ran a hand down her face and gave her a kiss. “We’re fine, sweetheart. All three of us only want to make you happy. That’s all we’ve ever wanted since the day we met you. Tell us what you want and that’s what we’ll do.”

  Sarah held back tears. These men made her so incredibly happy. “I want to have all of you now,” she told them and a quiver ran down her spine at the proposition she had just made.

  There was no need to ask the men twice. They moved to comply with her wish and make her happy.

  She lifted her arms in the air, and Ryan and TJ pulled the nightie from her body. Lance dragged back the covers to reveal her naked body to them all.

  Never before had she seen all three men naked together, only individually. Now she lay on the bed and watched them strip for her. Their nude forms magnificent and wild, the rigid sinews of their muscles straining as they stepped out of their pants.

  Each man’s cock stood tall and proud. The eyes of each feasted on her body just as she was feasting on theirs. Crawling back on top of the bed with her the men staked claims to their favorite portions of her body.

  Sarah opened her legs for Lance, gasped as TJ took first her right and then her left nipple in his greedy mouth and started suckling them. Ryan claimed her face. His tongue darted around her chin and across her lips, and soon their tongues were entwined tasting one another.

  Sarah felt like she was floating outside her body and above her bed, watching as the three men she loved had her. The sensation overload was so powerful she was only vaguely aware of an orgasm tensing her muscles.

  But the men weren’t about to stop there. They were changing positions around her body. Entering a dream state, Sarah let them position her as they wanted.

  She helped TJ to insert his enormous and fiery cockhead into the velvety black wetness of her pussy. On top of him, her knees on each side of his chest, she could take him at her leisure, taking as much or as little of his length as she felt comfortable with.

  Falling forward across TJ’s chest, Sarah supported herself upright with her arms. In front of her was Lance. His cock was waiting and at eye level. He had given her oral pleasure more times than she could count, and she couldn’t wait to return the favor. Kissing along the underside of his distended cock, she wetted the tip, pursed her lips, and swallowed him.

  Finally there was Ryan. When Sarah smelled the balmy scent of the lubrication dripping from his fingers and the arch of his swollen cock, she knew what was going to happen next. This was his particular skill in loving her. The two of them had started practicing it when she first moved out to Montana in the summer, and though at first it had hurt the pleasure it brought now had become almost unbearable.

  But this time she had TJ’
s massive erection probing inside her pussy. What would she feel when Ryan made his insertion into her other opening?

  First Ryan probed her anus with a single finger to get her used to the sensation. The back-and-forth motion soon brought him inside her up to the knuckle. Wet and ready for him back there, he removed his finger and replaced it with the burning muscle of his cockhead and slowly, and with great skill and care for her feelings, he penetrated her.

  Every muscle in Sarah’s body tensed, and she ground her pelvis down on TJ’s cock, taking him inside her pussy until his head caressed her cervix. When she moved back off from TJ’s infiltration, Ryan moved deeper inside her anus.

  The two men were developing a rhythm, and soon Sarah was losing all control of her body. Gratefully she finished Lance off and rode out the storm between Ryan and TJ.

  They took her body to places it had never been before and the multiple orgasms that tore through her body left her shattered but also completely satisfied.

  After it was over Sarah said goodnight to Ryan and TJ, and they went to their rooms. Then she crawled back under the covers with Lance, and he held her spent and totally exhausted body in his arms for the rest of the night, kissing her and telling her he loved her.

  * * * *

  It had been a year since Sarah first visited the Circle T as a tourist running across the corral with her travel voucher and trying to get a couple free nights’ stay at her guest cabin.

  The summer was here again, and the high Montana sky made the world seemed infinite with unlimited possibility.

  Sarah stood outside the fence of the corral with a couple dozen tourists watching Ryan, TJ, and Lance tame another wild bronco. The men worked together as a team and were sure and calm. Soon the bucking horse was brought to heel under their guidance, and the crowd burst into applause. TJ tipped his Stetson, and Lance took a bow. But Ryan was the first to leave the corral and jump the fence to be at her side.