by Cara Adams
In one way it was quite relaxing not to do anything more active. They were demonstrating their love for her. Curtis had everything under his control and his plan would be very enjoyable and fulfilling for them all, she knew.
The orgasm inside her was curling and building in her core, growing bigger and more demanding. The men were stroking in and out of her faster now, but Curtis hadn’t demonstrated any sense of urgency. Autumn hoped she was going to be able to hold off her climax until the right time. She was going to come hard, and she wasn’t sure how long she could wait.
Curtis changed the action and both men began pounding into her. At last. She needed more. Their bodies were sliding sweatily against hers, and her belly was quivering with her need. Her hands were clenched tightly as she clung on to her self-control.
“Now, Autumn. Come now,” ordered Curtis.
“Yes!” Autumn screamed her pleasure as her orgasm ripped through her. Behind her Nicholas slid his fangs into her shoulder and the brief, sharp pain just accentuated her pleasure. She turned her head and bit down on Curtis’s shoulder at the same time as she felt his teeth pierce her skin on the other side of her neck. Then Curtis and Nicholas were pushing her sideways so she could bite Nicholas, and then Curtis bit him, too. And all the time both men jetted streams of cum inside her.
She was still quivering and shaking as they untangled their legs, picked her up, and shook the last of their seed onto the ground. Autumn was still throbbing with her release, holding tight to them both so her wobbly legs didn’t collapse and dump her back onto the ground.
Curtis gave her a little tug and said, “Come on. Time to get cleaned up.”
It wasn’t until her feet were in the icy-cold water of the tiny river that Autumn’s brain came out of the fog of sexual release and registered what was happening. “Wait. It’s freezing. Let’s go home and shower with hot water.”
“Don’t be such a wuss. Some nations still go swimming even when they have to use an ax to open the ice first,” said Nicholas.
“I don’t have a problem with them doing it. But I’m talking about me.”
Curtis picked her up and threw her into the river then turned to get Nicholas. As the water splashed over her head, Autumn saw Nicholas push Curtis under.
“Fucking hell! It’s cold,” she said, coming up again. It wasn’t deep, but she was wet all over, including her hair.
The two men were still laughing and splashing each other. “Boys will be boys,” she said, running out of the river and back to the rug. She grabbed Curtis’s duffel bag and upended it on the rug. Sure enough, three towels fell out. Hastily, she wrapped one around her hair and toweled her hair dry before using the towel to dry the rest of her. “It’d serve you right if I used two towels. One for my hair and one for the rest of me,” she said as the two men, still laughing and dripping, ran up from the river.
“Here, use the blanket,” said Curtis, grabbing a corner of it to wrap around her. They were so funny in their play. She snuggled into the rough fabric and giggled at them flipping their towels at each other. But it really was too cold to stand outside for long, so they hurried back to the car and got dressed.
Only when they were driving back down the track did she remember to ask the question she’d thought of as they’d mated. “Curtis, how did you manage to bite us when you don’t have fangs?”
“Oh, I asked William. Having a human nurse mated to a couple panthers is useful, you know. He showed me how. You just grab a tiny fold of skin and it’s quite easy to pierce it then.”
So now she was mated officially, although one day they’d say the actual words before the community. But—“Where are we going now? Are we going to sleep in that set at the studio? What if people walk in on us in the morning?”
“We have our own apartment to live in. You need to decide what colors you want the walls painted, and we have to actually move in what possessions we decide we need, but it’s ours,” said Curtis.
“What? Where? Wait.” Autumn stopped talking and started thinking. “On the top floor of the main building, with Larry and Carey and Jubilee, do you mean? I know JB and his people have been working up there.”
“Nice deduction, Autumn,” said Nicholas, pride in his voice.
She grinned. She could easily have guessed wrong, but it was nice to have figured it out.
“So our apartment is ready? Does it have a bathroom? With hot water?”
Both men laughed. It was Curtis who answered. “Yes, we have a bedroom, a smaller room, and a bathroom. The bathroom was the one designed for two bedrooms to use and opens out of the smaller room, which means we’ll always have to walk through that room, but we’ll likely set it up as combined private sitting room and storeroom anyway. Would you like a workspace there for your crafts?”
“It’ll be awesome to have a desk where I can set up my sewing machine and do my paperwork and planning. I like to be in the communal room when I’m sitting and knitting or working on a project, but having somewhere private, somewhere of my own, will also be nice. Thank you.”
“We’ll move your things from your bedroom into the apartment tomorrow, but we won’t bring in too much other stuff until we’ve painted the walls. You’ll need to decide what colors you want them and so on,” said Curtis.
“How do you feel about greens and yellows?” she asked.
“Nice,” said Nicholas.
“Whatever you want is fine with me,” said Curtis.
“When did you ask JB to start work on altering the rooms to make an apartment? It was well before we decided to mate each other.”
“Oh, that was quite interesting. Apparently, JB decided to do that all by himself because he thought either you, Serena, or Verity would need them. He’s made two apartments already. Ours and one other. He’s going to make some more on the next floor down,” said Nicholas.
“Diane, too. He thought Diane might want one,” added Curtis.
“Oh, I hadn’t thought of Diane. I don’t know her all that well. I wonder who she’s interested in or who she’s dating.”
“Perhaps you should ask JB. He seems to know everything,” joked Curtis.
“Likely it’s a panther then. I’ll ask Ramona instead. Or Gaynor if he’s a human.”
* * * *
They left the SUV in the parking lot and walked up the stairs to the top floor. At the door to the apartment on the left side of the hallway, Curtis said, “Wait here.”
He slid inside, opening the door only the merest crack, while Nicholas had his hand over Autumn’s eyes. She grinned and felt a surge of heat race through her veins again. She’d had so many awesome orgasms already tonight, but another one would be fine by her.
Nicholas’s hand stayed over her eyes as he swung her into his arms and carried her inside. “Please note, I’m the one who carried you over the threshold like an old-time human bride and groom,” he said.
“Thank you,” she replied, pursing her lips so he could kiss her, which he did.
Then he removed his hand and Autumn blinked. All along the windowsill was a row of tiny tea candles, flickering in the draft from the open door. The big bed had magenta silk sheets on it, and scattered over them and the matching magenta pillows were dozens of tiny white orchids.
Autumn gasped and turned and kissed both men passionately. “It’s so beautiful. Thank you both.” Gently, she picked up a flower and sniffed its exotic scent then smoothed her hands over the sheets. “This’s wonderful.”
“Well, let’s get naked and christen the bed,” said Nicholas, kicking off his shoes.
Curtis turned to shut the door when loud screaming echoed up the stairwell, followed by the sound of something smashing.
Curtis pushed Autumn behind him and raced out the door, closely followed by a barefoot Nicholas.
Thoughtfully, Autumn picked up her purse and followed them. The sounds of screaming became recognizable as Serena berating someone using a lot of expletives. Autumn almost giggled, but she realized it might be
one of the rogue panthers and not a joking matter at all. Or Sam could be back, or Galen or…Keeping her purse by her side she crept down another flight of stairs. Serena was standing outside her bedroom and the hallway was littered with men’s clothes and shoes, plus smashed crockery and a broken vase. Serena, wearing only a bra and panties, had a heavy book in one hand and was still screaming at Josh and Pete, both of whom were also almost naked.
“What do you bloody mean you never bloody wear a bloody condom? How many bloody women have you bloody slept with already? I thought you bloody cared about me?”
Serena retreated into her room, slamming her door so hard Autumn could feel the entire floor shake. Hastily, she hurried back upstairs as her giggles broke through. By the time Nicholas and Curtis returned to their apartment, she was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. Nicholas stared at her then began laughing, too.
Curtis closed the door and said thoughtfully, “I don’t reckon Pete, Josh, and Serena will be moving in next door to us anytime soon.”
“Let’s just say they’ll have some heavy-duty apologizing to do first,” said Nicholas.
And Autumn just laughed even harder.
“Now, where were we again?” asked Curtis, taking off his pants.
“About to christen our new bed, and begin our happy ever after. The three of us, together forever,” said Autumn.
THE END
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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?”
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