[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, paddling, fisting, sex toys, HEA]
Werewolf shape-shifter brothers Edward and Robert Clarke just want a mate to treasure. Bethany Rees is three quarters panther and one quarter human, and she was rejected because of her mixed heritage. She came to the Interspecies Mating Party hoping that here she would be accepted for herself, but can she find the courage to risk heartbreak again?
The men know they aren’t rich or powerful, but they are prepared to love and cherish her forever. But Bethany is wary of committing to anyone yet, and besides, maybe their pack would reject her anyway. Cautiously she gets to know the men and spends time with them in bed and in a BDSM scene, not knowing that other dangers surround her, too. She still can’t take that step of placing her life in their hands. Will they be able to win her love and her trust before the week-long party is over or something tragic happens?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Cara Adams is a Siren-exclusive author.
What’s your name?”
“Bethany. And yours?”
“Sloan. I was the only man in my pack who passed the pre-registration tests. My job is to find a woman who will mate with me and at least one other man of her choice in our pack. There are ten eligible wolves in my pack. You would be free to choose one or more of them to join with the two of us.”
He stopped dancing and held her in his arms facing him. “Would you consider that?”
Bethany stared at him. She’d been at this party less than ten minutes, and had met him about five minutes previously, and he’d sort of proposed to her already. Never had she expected anything to happen so fast. “I would need to know you much better. To know what kind of man you are and how you’d treat me. I’d also want quite some time to get to know the other man or men who would join with us. I’d need assurances that these men would all treat me with kindness, and respect. Why don’t you meet some other women? You can come back and talk to me in a few days time if you haven’t been accepted by a woman already.”
“Thank you. You’re generous. I promise I would love you completely and utterly. I would devote all my attention to any woman who agrees to mate me.”
“You’re a good man, Sloan. Good luck in your search.”
Bethany walked back to her chair and sat down. Holy fucking shit! A proposal already and by a man who’d sized her up in one minute flat. This was going to be some party indeed.
Man after man asked Bethany to dance. Almost all of them were polite and helpful, although one grabbed her ass until she twisted out of his arms and walked away from him. She’d just made her way across to the bar, and was watching the bartender pour her a glass of Cherry Coke, when two men approached and smiled at her.
“My name is Edward.”
“And I’m Robert.”
“May we join you while you rest with your drink?” Edward pulled a chair out for her at a little side table.
“Thank you. I’m Bethany.” She slid into her seat and sipped her drink.
“Where do you come from, Bethany? Where is your home?”
“I live here in Ohio now, but I was born in the Rocky Mountains. I also lived in Texas for several years.”
“So what brought you to Ohio?” asked Robert. Bethany stared up into his bright blue eyes. He seemed to be younger than Edward and his hair was light brown. Edward had dark hair and eyes. Both his hair and his eyes could be either brown or black. She’d need to see them in daylight to be sure.
“My family split up some years ago. I went south with my mother and one brother whereas my older brother went east. I came to Ohio to visit with him and have stayed.”
“Our home is in the southwestern corner of Ohio, almost on the border with Kentucky and Indiana. It’s a good place to be, with a reasonable climate. Are you tired of moving around?” asked Edward.
“I quite enjoy traveling, but I’d like to do it in a bit more luxury than when I first went to Texas. These days I like a bed to sleep in and a private shower and bathroom.”
Bethany thought she wouldn’t mind traveling around at all. And it wasn’t as though she had a huge number of possessions to haul around with her. But sleeping rough in a national park no longer appealed to her. When her father had made them leave, they’d had only what fit into their mother’s car, which, with three people in it, wasn’t a whole lot. Her dad had also cut her mother off with no income, so they’d slept by the side of the road most of the way to Texas. It had been a traumatic time for her mother, forced to realize that the man she’d devoted all those years to no longer loved her and couldn’t wait to free himself of her. But traveling in a RV or staying in hotels would be fine.
“Our pack lives right by a national park, but I can assure you our homes have all the usual amenities such as bathrooms, electricity and cable TV,” said Robert.
Bethany smiled at him. She liked a man with a sense of humor. “Oh well, as long as the TV works, it’s all good.”
“Don’t forget the Internet. You can sit in a rocker on the porch and update your Facebook status, as well,” added Edward.
Now she really did laugh. “Well, that’s a relief. What will my two thousand closest friends think if I don’t do a daily status update?”
She set her glass down on the table and immediately Robert said, “Can I get you another drink? Another Cherry Coke, or would you like something different this time?”
“No. One drink was enough for me, thank you.”
“In that case, may I have this dance?” asked Edward, bowing slightly at her.
“Of course.” Bethany went to stand up, but Robert pulled out her chair for her and Edward offered her his arm to lead her back onto the dance floor. As she walked away she noticed Robert pushing their chairs back in to the table and taking her empty glass back to the bar. She couldn’t quite decide if it was lovely to be waited on so carefully, or if it was a sign they were a pair of control freaks who’d expect every last thing done exactly their way all the time.
Bethany stood up and Robert crawled the few feet necessary to very gently lift one of her feet and unbuckle her sandal. He’d never taken a woman’s shoes off before, but it was easy enough to work out how to do it. His position also meant he got a close-up view of her blue toenails. Likely she’d had them done at the beautician’s this afternoon, because they were the same color as her fingernails. A bright blue that was just right for the color of her dress.
He kept her foot in his hand, after he’d removed her sparkly silver sandal, and gently massaged her feet. After dancing all night, they might be tired and sore, so he hoped she’d enjoy him soothing and rubbing them. He kissed each blue nail before laying that foot down on the floor, and unbuckling the other sandal. While he massaged her other foot he looked up to see how Edward was going. His brother had unzipped her dress and was sliding it off her shoulders.
They’d talked through together how they’d worship her body, how they’d demonstrate their love and devotion to her in physical ways, but without a person to practice on their timing was all guesswork. Yet it was important that they acted in concert to double the effect of their hands on her body. So Robert couldn’t let himself relax and soak up her sweet floral smell, and revel in the touch of her silky soft skin as much as he wanted to. He had to remain focused on his task. That tonight was his only opportunity to show her he’d love and cherish her forever, if only she’d trust him and agree to mate with them both.
Her dress fell to the floor and Robert helped her step out of it, then carefully picked it up and laid it over the back of a chair, smoothing the fabric so it didn’t wrinkle. He kneeled down again, slightly behind her this time, and kissed his way up her leg, licking and sucking the soft, sensitive flesh behind her knee. Her skin smelled so good, even this late in the evening. Every inch of her gave off a feminine, flower scent, and he wondered if it was her body wash, or if it was something the beautician had massaged into her skin. Either way, it was an incredible aphrodisiac. It made him want to lick and suck on every inch of her flesh, even if it took him all night.
Bethany had widened her legs as she stood in bare feet on the floor now and this emboldened Robert to lick higher up the insides of her thighs. With his tongue he painted circles, squares, and spirals on her skin, sucking soft morsels into his mouth as he went, puffing air on wet patches, but gradually moving higher and higher. When she opened her legs farther he knew she wanted more and boldly licked a line where her body and leg joined. He lifted up the edge of her pretty blue panties, holding it high so he could lick the side of her mound. Then he dropped lower, between her legs, pulled her panties to one side, and licked up and down her slit. Damn she tasted delicious. He did it again, this time licking along the insides of her nether lips as well. She opened her legs more for him, so he pushed his head between her legs, and sent his tongue diving right inside her pussy, licking up her sweet juices.
Robert moved back from her a little, and tugged her panties down. Unasked, she lifted one foot off the floor so he could pull them off her, and then he dived right back inside her pussy, licking and sucking along her labia, thrusting his tongue inside her cunt, then flicking across her slit until he reached her clit. He sucked the tiny bundle of nerves hard, then ran his tongue over and around them before sucking on her nub again. Then he returned to tongue fucking her.
Her bra was on the floor beside him, so he knew Edward would be playing with Bethany’s breasts. Between them they hoped to bring her to orgasm just with kissing and touching, before they took her to bed and fucked her properly. She was wiggling and pressing her pussy to his mouth, so he could only hope they were doing it right. She was certainly very wet. Her juices flooded his tongue. She tasted wonderful. Truly sweet, which was so appropriate because her nature was sweet and kind.
Robert grabbed her ass with both hands, and concentrated on teasing her with his tongue, driving it deep inside her, then licking over her slit, up and around her clit, then back inside her again. Gradually he let his thumb touch her tiny puckered rear entry, smoothing it around and around the rim, and then finally pressing it inside her. As soon as he did, her cunt flooded his mouth with her cream. He was so pleased to know she liked being touched there his cock nearly forced its way through his pants, but he made himself wait, hold on, and focus on Bethany. Beautiful, sweet, delightful Bethany.
He took her clit in his mouth again, gently scraping his teeth over the tiny hot button, then sucking and soothing it. Bethany was making very tiny whimpering noises, so he assumed she was close to coming. Emboldened, he thrust a finger deep into her ass, twisting and turning it as he tongue fucked her. Above him he could sense Edward making love to her mouth and her breasts, and he knew Edward would also be touching her everywhere he could to arouse her.
And then she shattered, flooding his mouth with her juices, her pussy quivering around his tongue and her legs wobbling until he held her waist supporting her as he sucked up all her cream.