[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, spanking, HEA]
Kira’s trapped between two worlds—her adopted wolf pack and her cougar heritage. All she knows is her protected paradise deep in the northern wilderness. When she comes of mating age, her differences are brought into the spotlight. Will any male wolf choose a cougar as a mate?
Brell wants to claim the feisty blonde as his woman. Only the elders aren’t crazy about adding a natural born enemy into the wolf pack. He’s next in line to be alpha and torn between love and duty. His decision is made easier when a rival shows up to take what’s his.
Cade will stop at nothing to bring Kira back to cougar territory. She may be marked by a wolf, but dog bites don’t count. He’s tired of his lonely existence and ready to offer the world to the one woman who makes his heart race.
How can Kira follow her heart when it’s tugged in two directions?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Brell had been following the scent of game when he came upon Kira. She was naked and stained red with blood, a deer carcass acting as a makeshift pillow. If it wasn’t for her giggling, he’d assume she’d been slaughtered by hunters. Her long blonde hair was matted to her chest, her eyes closed until she heard his presence.
Those eyes. He’d never get tired of those penetrating yellow eyes, so unlike the wolves he’d grown up with. Kira was an enigma, his personal obsession. While his father and uncles insisted it was a mistake to mate with an outsider, Kira’s family strictly believed she was as much wolf as any of their pack. Brell tended to believe it.
“I killed it,” she said proudly.
“I can see that.” He paced around her, examining the size of the kill, and the gore marks on its neck. It was no wonder his family saw Kira as a potential threat. If she ever decided to turn on them, there would be bloodshed.
What he saw was a devastatingly beautiful female reaching the age of sexual maturity. He could scent her ripeness, her presence a distraction. He’d secretly yearned for Kira for years, keeping his feelings in check. Now that she was nearly the age to take a mate of her own, he decided it was in his best interest to stop hiding his desires. Exposing his intention to claim Kira had mixed reviews.
His public interest served to keep most rivals at bay. But his father and uncles showed their disinterest in Kira’s cougar heritage. It was blasphemous, obscene. He’d start a precedent, ensuring no pure wolf blood remained for future generations. They couldn’t understand why the elders allowed the Vasou to offer her sanctuary decades earlier.
Unfortunately for his kin, Brell could care less about tradition and purity. What he wanted was the busty blonde lying on the forest floor. He was used to the lean, almost boyish figures of wolfen females. Kira was pure femininity, all curves and raw sexuality. He had to have her, had to claim her for himself.
“Where’s Leela?” she asked, her eyes narrowed.
“I sent her away.”
He slowly bent down until resting on one knee. “Because I wanted to be alone with you.” Brell raked his gaze up and down her body. Her disheveled condition only aroused him further. He used one hand to remove stray hairs from her face, noting the color of her eyes under the strength of the midday sun.
“There are over a dozen women of mate-able age in Pantac and Vasou alone, never mind all the other packs in this region. Why be alone with me?”
“I don’t know,” he said honestly. He wished he could answer the question himself. His father had suggested he court Mylani, two years older than Kira and still unmated. But he didn’t want any female, he wanted only one, the golden beauty who plagued his thoughts every night. “I was hoping you could tell me.”
She attempted to get to her feet, but he pushed her down to her back. There was a fire building in her eyes now, a spirited flame that promised more resistance than he anticipated. “I’m guessing you’ll get a thrill out of fucking a wildcat. Aren’t you the type to get off on breaking the rules?”
“Actually, no. It tears me up inside to go against my father.” He moved his palm, but she didn’t move or shift away from him. “But I can’t help who my wolf chooses.”
She laughed. “Your wolf chose me? No, you’ve chosen me, Brell. The man, not the wolf.”
“Sometimes I think you’re more wolf than most of my pack. There’s more to it than blood and genes, Kira. It’s here…” He took her wrist and placed her hand over her own heart.
Just when he thought they were sharing a moment, she brushed him away and leapt to her feet. Kira backed away, putting distance between them. “I won’t allow you to play with my heart, wolf. If you mate with me, most will outcast you from our society. You’ll be looked down upon. Your children will be pariahs amongst your own people.” She took a breath. “Look to the future before choosing me as a mate.”
He stood silently at a loss for words. “I don’t care—”
“You will.” Then she bound into the forest, seamlessly shifting into her golden cougar.
He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Her knees immediately gave out, but Cade was quick to keep her from falling. She never imagined her first kiss would be from a cougar. Cade was the first one she’d seen, and she doubted any would come close to his sexual prowess.
He chuckled, holding her close to his body. His skin was so warm, it nearly scorched her breasts. “You’re a virgin, are you? That’s okay. I’ll enjoy teaching you the ways of the flesh.”
The heat between her legs grew like a wildfire, blood pumping and rushing through her clit in distracting waves. She’d never felt so uninhibited. Perhaps she saw this stranger as a fantasy, allowing her to indulge without repercussion.
“What would you teach me?” she dared to ask. Kira needed something but didn’t know what. Her body felt coiled like a spring.
He reached one hand between their bodies, his fingers lightly grazing her stomach as he descended. When he reached the apex of her legs, he cupped her mound using just enough pressure to elicit a gasp from her. “Good girl,” he cooed. Cade used two fingers to stroke her clit. She’d never been so wet and achy, his fingers easily slipping into her pussy. “Nice. Nice and tight.” He slowly pumped in and out of her, careful not to push too hard. His breath was hot against her neck as he leaned over.
She cried out as the pleasure rose to intolerable levels. Cade licked her neck, kissing and nipping.
“I can’t wait to fuck you, little cat.”
He made her feel so good, like she was made to be in his arms. She tossed her head back, eyes closed. Every cell in her body tingled in response to his ministrations. He suckled her breast, her nipple hard and sensitive against his tongue. So many new sensations. She felt as if she were floating, her body and soul divided as she savored every illicit act.
“More,” she said on instinct. Her fangs pricked her gums. The need to mate was making itself painfully clear.
“Just a bit, pet. I want to take you under the full moon when we make our mating official.” It felt good to be wanted rather than tolerated. He slid his fingers away and pressed her down to the damp forest floor. Once on her knees, he used his palm to force her upper body lower until leaves cushioned her cheek. “Stay still. This may feel foreign at first, but I promise it’ll take away that ache of yours.”
He knew of her ache? The one throbbing deep in her cunt? He sounded so sure and confident. She wanted him to give her relief, to show her the pleasures of the flesh.
His hands smoothed over the globes of her ass. She wasn’t used to intimate touch but wanted more.
“You’re ripe, little cat. It’s a good thing I spotted you when I did. You’re ready to take a mate.”
She knew it. Since she’d reached sexual maturity, she’d grown more and more aware of her body and the other males in the wolf packs…especially Brell.
Cade’s tongue swiped up her moist folds as she rested on her elbows and knees. She cried out, startled and taken off guard by how powerfully her body reacted. He held her steady and continued to lick and suckle her most intimate parts. His feline tongue was like hers—barbed. It added a delicious level of sexual satisfaction, a delicate mix of pleasure and pain that aroused her inner cougar.
The hunting cries of the warriors grew closer, but she was too lost in her own fantasy to care. She wanted to feel dirty, to indulge all her base desires with Cade. He ate her pussy, fucking her with his tongue until her eyes were lolling back in her head. The pressure in her womb grew and grew until she thought she’d die of the intensity.
Kira tried to imagine what it would feel like if it were Brell between her legs. Or both men, each devoted to her pleasure.
“I can’t…” she whined. He was supposed to bring her sweet relief, not torture her.
Rather than stop, Cade tongued her asshole, a new flurry of sensation scattering though her body.
“You’ve made me hard, Kira. There’s nothing I want more than to fuck you right now, to bring you over the edge with my cock—but I can’t.”
“Do it,” she blurted without thought.
“Behave. There’ll be time for that. Right now, I want you to come for me. I want to taste you, to feel your little pussy pulsing against my mouth.”