Loving Her Two Werewolves [Werebears of Shatland, Texas 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  Their touches were all she needed. Her body leapt under their command, a servant to them. Brennan moved to her nipple and swept his tongue over it. She gasped as a wave of desire tore through her. Every inch of her was invigorated, sensitized beyond what was humanly possible. Her inner bear growled, at first confused as it acknowledged their werewolves. But like her, it soon welcomed them, recognizing the love they shared. Lust consumed every part of her. She moaned and clasped Brennan’s hair, keeping him at her breast.

  She forgot they were werewolves. She forgot she was a werebear. At that moment in time, she was simply a woman, through and through, and they were her men. Her mates. The ones she’d longed for since the first night she’d met them.

  “Rougher.”

  Brennan sat back, carefully checking her. “Are you sure?”

  “Just do it.” She skimmed her tongue over her upper lip. “I want you to take me.”

  “If you want us to stop, all you have to do is say so.”

  She grabbed hold of his arm and dug her fingernails into his skin. He winced, but she held on. “Stop talking and do it.”

  He thrust her arms above her head, grasping them with his one. “Whatever you say, Nic. Keep your hands over your head.”

  He twisted her nipples then lowered his mouth to her neck. Sharp fangs dug into her skin. She held her breath, at first fearful he’d bite her, and then she relaxed. Biting her wouldn’t change her. But it was a major turn-on.

  His touch grew rougher. Pinching her nipples and fondling her tits hard enough to send little zings of pain through her.

  Brennan flicked his tongue over her tit, murmuring dirty words to thrill her. She arched her back again, no longer needing to encourage him, but doing so out of instinct. Whipping his tongue around her bud, he tortured it, then moved to her other breast. She pushed her breasts together. He took her hint and sucked both nipples into his mouth. The sensation was incredible. One nipple pushing against the other as his tongue lashed at both. She moaned and pushed her breasts together even harder.

  Case feathered kisses along her legs, then over her mons. “Spread your legs wider. Now.”

  She obeyed. Nibbling on her skin, he slipped one finger, then two between her folds, then shoved his hand underneath her ass. She thrust her hips up, needing him to stop teasing her and put his finger into her sheath. Instead, he dug his fingernails—no, claws—into her flesh. The pain ripped into her in short flashes.

  “Stroke my cock. Now,” ordered Brennan.

  She reached out for Brennan’s erect and very large cock as he pushed it against her arm. Wrapping her fingers around it, she stroked him, slowly sliding from the base to the tip then back again. Incredibly, it grew harder in her hand. She pumped him several more times as he lavished her breasts, then cupped his balls and danced them across her fingers.

  “Open even wider for me, baby.” Case pushed her legs apart, then pressed his cock against her leg. His warm breath electrified her skin, at once firing her desire and giving her shivers. He thrust his fingers deeper than before. A low, hungry growl blew against her skin as he flattened his tongue against her folds.

  He touched her clit with the tip of his tongue and, although she was expecting it, she still jerked as the power of their bond struck her. Starting as only a quick sting, it spread outward, growing in intensity until it left her whimpering. Her whimpers changed into growls as he placed her legs over his shoulders and dug the tip of his claws into her buttocks. He’d leave red tracks, but they’d be marks she’d treasure for days afterward.

  “Please.” The word came out a whisper. Case drank her in, whipping his tongue along the inner flesh of her folds, then over her clit before diving to crush his mouth to her pussy. She cried out, her cries changing to low moans as the noise of his sucking and lapping grew louder.

  “Good, baby. Cry out again. Tell us how much you want us.”

  “I want you so much. Please fuck me both ways.” She flexed her hands, but didn’t bring them down. With or without ties binding them, she’d do as she was told and keep them above her head.

  She threw her head, side to side, unable to control the wild sensations revving their way through her. They had her captured at both ends, making her their willing slave. Just as any master would with their slave, they did with her what they wanted.

  What she wanted.

  Her clit throbbed with each new pass of Case’s tongue. How could anything feel so painfully wonderful?

  Brennan grumbled as Case pushed her onto her side, but kept his mouth and his fingers working. His hand bumped against her, at first moving in and out in a slow, easy motion. She ached to see Case’s eyes, to see the amber sparking inside them. But she couldn’t. Not without Brennan leaving her tits. Case finger-fucked her harder, faster, his breath panting against her whenever he lifted his head from her clit.

  The slap against her ass jolted her. Just like with the stings from their claws, the pain whipped into her. First alarm faded into a higher level of passion.

  “Ooh, spank me again.”

  The second was harder than the first, eliciting a quick yelp from her. “Yes, please. Again.”

  Two more slaps landed on each ass cheek. She moaned as Case added a hard bite to the spot where the last spank had struck.

  Werewolf scent mixed with hers to form a new tantalizing fragrance. No other threesome would have their unique scent. And yet, their individual aromas still remained. Could three people be as one and still be their own person? With each thrust, each lick, they proved it was true.

  She was caught between them. Her body reacted, hurting so good that it wanted to squirm away. But getting away was the last thing she ever wanted to do.

  Brennan and Case intensified their licks and bites. Their hands traveled along her body, under her butt, and over the rise of her stomach. They touched parts of her body she wouldn’t have believed could be erogenous. She stroked Brennan’s hard cock harder, loving the way his breathing picked up speed with her efforts.

  Case paused long enough to speak. “She’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. But tasting her can only go so far. I’ve got to fuck her. And soon.”

  They were the men she’d fantasized about through her teen years and into adulthood. They were her everything and she’d give them her all. Even if it meant taking on all the werewolves in Forever. Even if it meant standing up against her father and the rest of the clan. Her body, her heart, and her mind were theirs. As her mates, she’d lay down her life for them.

  Case played with the tight muscles of her anus then nibbled his way away from her pussy, over her thigh and to her ass hole. He stretched her cheeks as far apart as he could, then sank a finger inside her butt hole, loosening her, thrilling her.

  “I’m going to fuck your sweet ass. Tell me you want me to fuck you, baby.”

  “Please, fuck my ass. I’m begging you.”

  “Make sure she’s ready, bro.” Brennan pulled her up, gaining a complaint from Case, then lay down and positioned her body over his. “I want a taste of you before I fuck you.”

  She cried out as he put her legs to the side of his head, slapped her ass once, and then pulled her down on top of his face. His mouth crushed against her, weakening her so hard, so fast that, if he hadn’t supported her, she would’ve crumpled to the floor. He attacked her pussy, feasting on her sweet juice. His tongue was a tool he wielded with expertise. He whipped around her clit then pierced her sheath. She closed her eyes, her body quivering under his mastery with bright sparks lighting under her eyelids. She was pushed to the brink time and again, only to be robbed of the climax at the last minute. Her body shook as he took her high then brought her back down. Once she was steady, he cupped her breasts, fondling them, pinching her nipples, tormenting them until she cried out in pain. She opened her eyes, needing to see him, needing to see Case.

  “Give me some of that,” ordered Case.

  Brennan lifted her just far enough off him for Case to slip his hand between her l
egs and rub her pussy. She was so wet that when he took his hand away, it was drenched with her juices.

  “That’s our woman.” Brennan shot her a grin that turned more wicked than mischievous. He pulled her pussy back to his mouth. Amber flecks filled his eyes.

  Thinking was difficult enough with Brennan eating her out. But it became almost impossible when Case wiped her juices against her tight rings, then flattened his mouth against it.

  Two mouths on her, two men drinking her up sent shockwave after shockwave through her. Her skin tingled under their fingertips. Her heart pounded in her chest, calling out to them. Her inner bear roared, demanding they give her the final release before her body’s reactions tore her apart.

  But they weren’t done. Case bit her butt cheek as he slipped his fingers into her anus. He wasn’t gentle. Instead, he slammed his hand against her, driving his fingers into her. Her tight rings contracted to tug in his fingers, trying to pull them inside.

  If they didn’t fuck her soon, she’d explode. Either that or her bear would push to the surface and take over, ending their time together.

  Once again, she drew in their scents, their combined aroma. She’d commit it to memory and bring it back whenever they weren’t with her. They’d spend their lives together, pleasuring each other, fighting alongside each other against anyone who would oppose them.

  “No more waiting.” Case’s words were mangled with a groan, but she was still able to understand them. “Now, man.”

  Brennan picked her up again so easily and settled her on top of his crotch. He spread his legs then lay back, giving his brother room. His cock rammed against her pussy, sliding between her folds, but he didn’t push inside her. “Case.”

  “Yeah.” Case pushed at the middle of her back, urging her to lean forward. He got between his brother’s legs, then clutched a hunk of her hair. It hurt, but the primal move thrilled her. They were, after all, animals and he was only acting like the beast he was.

  Case put his cock to her ass hole. “Now.” With a quick spank to her butt cheek, he pushed his cock inside her. The move was hard and fast, and yet, after the first flash of pain, it didn’t hurt. The pain morphed into something else with his cock filling her, driving toward her pussy.

  Brennan took hold of her hips, lifted her a few inches, then, with his gaze locked to hers, brought her down. She let out a quick yelp as he thrust his cock deep inside her, driving farther into her than she thought possible. He grabbed a hunk of her head and yanked her head, pulling it to the side. She moaned, utterly under his control and loving it.

  They filled her body as completely as they’d filled her heart. Caught between them, all she could do was hold on and enjoy the ride. Her pussy walls tightened around Brennan as her anus wrapped around Case and set up a wild friction. She rode them, her eyes closed so she could drink up every emotion, every amazing sensation.

  Yet when they both growled, the sounds more animal than man, she had to look. Brennan’s eyes were closed and she couldn’t see Case’s. Alarm pricked at her.

  What if they shifted in the middle of sex? Did werewolves do that? Some werebears did, but it was a controllable thing. “You aren’t going to change right now, are you?”

  Chapter Eight

  “Don’t worry, baby. We aren’t going to go wolf on you.” Yet Brennan’s eyes were blazing with amber when he opened them.

  “Good. You had me worried for a sec.” No matter what their eyes looked like, Nicole trusted them.

  They were magnificent. Rulers of pleasure. She tightened her pussy walls around Brennan’s cock and clenched her butt muscles, giving Case the best she had.

  Case thrust against her, his balls pounding against her butt cheeks as he sped up. His hold tightened on her hair, but the pain it caused gave her a different kind of pleasure. She loved the feeling of him taking control.

  Brennan’s hard chest muscles flexed as he thrust his hips upward, driving into her time and again. “You’re so fucking tight. So fucking good. Damn it. I can’t hold on.”

  She dug her fingernails into his skin, bringing the fresh drops of blood. Her bear was too close, but there was no way she could turn back. It would kill her to stop. “Fuck me, Brennan. Fuck me, Case.”

  As though saying their names was all it took, they stiffened at the same time. Letting out a curse, Brennan lifted her up again, then slammed her down. He groaned, the sound turning into a mix between a groan and a howl. His fingers dug into her breasts, painfully, yet, instead of making him turn loose, she leaned into his hand, daring him to hurt her more. But he was gone, lost in his climax.

  “Shit.” Case picked her up and moved her off his brother. Brennan cursed him, rolling to the side as his seed continued to shoot outward. Roughly pushing her face to the blankets, Case gave her two quick spanks, then rammed into her ass hole again.

  The passion enveloping her knew no end. Again and again it whipped through her. She let out a muffled scream as Case pounded into her. She shook, her strength ebbing away. Just as she was sure she couldn’t hang on another minute, Case thrust inside her one last time, then groaned and pulled away.

  She fell forward, exhausted. The only sounds were those of their breaths as they waited for their bodies to return to a normal pace. Perspiration dotted her brow, and her body still felt alive, possessed and…loved.

  She was loved and she loved them back.

  After cleaning off, they returned to the blankets. The rough play was over. She instinctively went to the middle as the men snuggled next to her, giving her a different kind of warmth.

  Nicole luxuriated in the glow of after-sex. She’d found her mates when she was younger, but she’d had to wait, giving time its due, until she was old enough to do whatever she had to do to stay with them. If they’d tried to be together when they were younger, they would’ve failed and ended up living miserably alone for the rest of their lives. She wouldn’t have been strong enough to stand up to her parents, but she was ready now.

  Still, they had things they needed to discuss. Information that would either bring them together, strengthening their bond, or break them apart.

  After going over several ways to tell them, at last it came down to simply blurting it out. “I spoke with Jackson and Emma Carr the other day.”

  Both men went up on one elbow. As was their habit, they glanced at each other first before settling their attention on her.

  “You did? Why?”

  Brennan didn’t ask in an accusing way. Yet she heard the apprehension in his voice.

  “I wanted to ask them if they knew if werewolves and werebears can be together.”

  “So you told them about us?” Case scowled. “You told the leader of the Forever werewolves that we’re together? How together did you let on?”

  Any kind of togetherness wouldn’t be good as far as werewolves and werebears were concerned. Had she made a mistake? Yet it didn’t matter now. She’d found out what she’d needed to know and she had to tell them. “Very together. What else was I supposed to do? I had to get answers. That’s why I asked them if two different kinds of shifters could have children.”

  “Oh, shit. Then we’re no longer a secret.” Case lay back, then rolled to his side. “What’d they say?”

  “When was this, anyway?” asked Brennan.

  “Just yesterday.” She wished with all her heart they’d touch her, hold her, let her know she hadn’t done the wrong thing. Although they still lay next to her, they seemed so far away.

  “Again. What’d they say?” Case shifted on to his back again and stared at the ceiling, acting as if he was afraid to hear her answer.

  She hated even thinking it. But saying the words was so much harder. “They said they’d never known any werewolf and werebear to become mates.” She dragged in a hard breath, then let it out with the worst of the news. “And they said we can’t have children.”

  When they didn’t say anything, her pulse picked up speed, worry filling her. Had this been the last time th
ey’d ever make love? Would they give up their destined mate to have a woman, human or werewolf, who could have their children? For some males, having an heir was more important than love.

  “Are they sure?” Brennan’s worry clouded his expression.

  “They called someone named Miss Clara and asked her. She said it wasn’t possible.” She wouldn’t cry. If they were going to reject her, she’d understand and leave with her dignity intact. “I’m sorry.”

  “Aw, shit. Miss Clara knows.” Brennan dragged a hand through his hair. “If she knows, then a bunch more people will know soon enough. She’s not exactly tight-lipped.”

  Case sat up, bringing her along with him. Brennan sat up with them. “Screw that. They were all going to find out eventually anyway. But the baby thing? Damn. I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut. I mean, we’ve talked about having kids all our lives. About building up the ranch and leaving it to our sons.”

  “Or daughters.” Brennan’s laugh was strained. “We’re not sexist.”

  Her heart sank as despair washed over her. She’d never be able to give them what they wanted. What they deserved to have.

  “What’s a man supposed to do if he can’t leave everything to his children?”

  Brennan couldn’t have said anything worse. She’d have to leave. They’d be too good, too honorable to tell her they no longer wanted her. She’d leave, giving them the chance to find someone else. Someone like a female werewolf or even a female human who could give them a child. Pushing down the heartache, she gathered her resolve to make them happy and started to rise.

  Case touched her, stilling her. “Where are you going?”

  “Please don’t make me say it.”

  “Say what?” asked Brennan. “I don’t get it.”

  She got to her feet and they stood along with her. “Please, just let me leave. I’ll swear that you, that we never did anything together. In time, you’ll find another mate. Someone who can be a mother to your children.”

  Brennan spun her toward him. His hard expression tore at her. “What are you saying? Do you think we don’t want you because you can’t have our babies?”