[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, werewolves, shape-shifters, spanking, HEA]
Emily Barre is a polar bear shifter living with her clan in Alaska. She’s been dreaming about her happily ever after since she was a cub...a big, strong male bear. Unfortunately, none of the men in her clan fit the bill.
Cole and Charlie Ward are in Alaska on a mission for their Alpha, Gabe Wolff. They both are caught off guard by an enticing scent…their mate. They want her immediately, but Emily runs.
Can a skittish bear fall for two wolves? Can Emily get over her past?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Alicia White is a Siren-exclusive author.
Being a bear shifter wasn’t the easiest thing for a woman. The ability to shift into a giant, four-hundred-pound polar bear was amazing at times, but gaining that much weight in a matter of minutes, wasn’t the most flattering ability a female could have. Emily Barre loved her clan with her entire being, but there were often times when she felt something was missing, like she didn’t quite belong. She’d already passed her thirtieth birthday and still remained single. She’d had her share of lovers in the past, other men in her clan, but they eventually left. Mates were sacred among their kind, and all shifters longed for that person or persons who would complete them.
Emily huffed out a breath and blew her hair from her eyes. She picked up her cleaning rag and resumed wiping the counter of Mack’s Bar and Grill. As far as jobs went, it wasn’t so bad. She’d gotten to know most of the regulars who frequented the place. Some of them were friendly with a smile always in place, while others sat quietly and nursed their drink in private. Everyone had a story, some good and some bad.
Emily was lonely, and even when surrounded by a room full of people, she felt alone. It was past time she found her destiny and settled down. She wanted to have cubs, to feel connected in a way she never had before. Her heart felt heavy in her chest as she looked around. Would she need to leave her home in order to find what she was looking for or was there someone here she’d overlooked? She glanced up and stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering what fate had in store for her.
She blinked a few times. It seemed like just yesterday Evan Novikov was walking her home through the snow. She had been dating the twins for a while until their mate, Katie, showed up. She had no harsh feelings toward the woman. Mates were sacred. That damn mantra played through her mind repeatedly, and Emily let it comfort her like a warm blanket. Just once though, it would be nice if she was someone’s mate. She yearned to be a priority. If she ever found him or them, she vowed to never let go.
The phone rang, startling her from her wistful thoughts. Emily took a deep breath and snatched it up. “Mack’s.”
“Emily…we need the clan. It’s an emergency, Emma’s been taken by a wolf.” Takoda Youngblood panted, sounding frantic and Emily froze, fear choking her. Poor Emma, she was a human the Youngblood brother’s had recently claimed and marked. How could a mere human defend themselves against a wolf? “Emily!”
“I’m on it.” Heart in her throat, she hung up the phone. Without thought, she raised two fingers to her mouth and pierced the room with an ear-splitting whistle. The ruckus in the bar stopped and all eyes turned toward her. “Clan emergency…Emma’s been taken by a wolf.” She sneered, and en masse her clan jumped to their feet and began stripping down.
The noise became almost deafening with chairs scraping back and the growling and snarling echoing through the bar. This was one great thing about being a shifter. Clans always stuck together. They would all march into the forest as one and take back what was theirs. If you messed with one, you dealt with them all. An arm reached out and stopped Emily as she started to strip down, preparing for battle.
“Not so fast, little sister. You stay here. I don’t think all of us are needed.”
“Damn it, Tommy. I’m not a child.” She pulled away, hating the way he always babied her in front of the rest of the clan. Most of them thought she was useless. This time, she would show them she could fight alongside them, that she was an equal.
“It’s Thomas,” he scolded, “and I think you should stay behind. It’s one wolf. I’m pretty sure we can handle it.” He pulled his T-shirt off and patted her on the head.
Before she could respond, the bar cleared out and she was left standing there, alone. Emily ground her teeth, wanting to scream. She hated being left behind. Tightening her fists, she stomped out of the bar and watched as her other clan mates stripped and headed into the forest. She wouldn’t be left behind, not again. Emily took off her clothes quickly, shivering from the cold before she let her bear rise to the surface and shift.
Charlie knew that Cole was right. They needed a bed. They should take their mate up to the master bedroom, as she deserved a soft mattress underneath her, but he couldn’t wait another second. He felt completely out of control, and pre-cum dripped out of his cock like a broken faucet ready to explode. He wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up before taking two giant steps toward the kitchen table.
Facing the table, Emily immediately reached out and placed her hands, palms down on the wood surface, pushing her hips back and rubbing her ass against his cock. Charlie groaned. He was losing patience fast. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm his frayed nerves.
“Bend over farther. Rest your weight on your elbows.” Charlie put his other hand on the table, holding his weight off her while rubbing his chest against her back. Her soft skin made him groan. There were so many things he wanted to do. Luckily, they had the rest of their lives.
With his other hand, he touched her pussy, wanting to make sure she was wet before going further. When she opened her thighs wide, the scent of her sweet juices permeated the air. She was hot and wet, soaked inside. He parted her lips and shoved a finger inside her. Her breathing changed, and she moaned deep, rocking her hips. His fingers were thick and he slid a second one inside her, wanting to make sure she was stretched and ready. He had been waiting too long and his beast was close to the surface, clawing to get out and possess her once more. He needed hard, fast, and wild sex.
“Charlie…please…I can’t wait.” She panted as he pumped his fingers a few more times, until her juices coated his entire hand.
He curled his fingers inside her against the soft pad of her G-spot and rubbed. He wanted her to come in his arms.
“Damn it, Charlie…fuck me.” She shifted her hips, bouncing off his fingers and begging for more.
He grabbed the base of his cock and directed the head towards her pussy. She leaned down on the table and he pushed inside her welcoming body. He kept going until he was fully inside her and then took a moment to catch his breath. He really needed to make this last. He needed to pleasure her.
Charlie started out slowly. He pulled out almost completely and pushed back in deep. He put both of his hands on the table, caging her in and giving himself the leverage he needed to pick up the pace. He built up speed, slamming his cock into her. He moved one hand down to her clit, needing her to come before he did. He rubbed her clit in little circles, and she moaned and shivered. He moved his body back farther and watched his cock as he pulled back with his hips then watched it disappear inside her again. They were both soaked with her juices, and the sight had his balls pulling up tight.
Emily shook, and her pussy started to spasm against his cock. She moved faster, crying out, nearly dislodging his dick from her tight sheath. She let out a whimper as the orgasm ran through her. He couldn’t hold out any longer. The sensations, the feel of her and the sight of her pushed him over the edge. He let go of her clit and held her hips as he slammed into her hard and without mercy. He could feel the sweat slide down the sides of his face.
Closing his eyes, Charlie focused on the feel of Emily. She was tight, hot, and wet. Her pussy held his cock like a glove. He could live inside her forever. Charlie knew the end was coming fast, and he worked her pussy hard, riding her from behind.
“Oh, God…mmm…your mouth is lethal, baby.” Cole’s deep moan had Charlie snapping his eyes open. He hadn’t realized how far gone he’d been, because at some point, Cole had joined them.
He slowed his pace and watched his brother fuck their mate’s mouth in slow, deep thrusts. He mimicked the action. The pressure built until he couldn’t hold back one second longer. Slamming into her tight pussy, his cock jerked hard as his cum shot out with such force that Charlie leaned his head onto her back. It took him a minute to catch his breath, but once he did, he pulled out and placed openmouthed kisses along her back and shoulder.