[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, public exhibition, whipping, sensation play, sex toys, HEA]
Tegan Carter’s been hired as a security guard for the shape-shifter clinic. Harry Harrison’s certain she’s useless. Or a spy. Or both.
Jayden Powell’s convinced Dr. Oscar Thorne would never make such a mistake. Besides, Harry’s a bear. A grumpy grizzly bear. But George Thorne is still determined to attack the clinic and anything could happen.
Everything Tegan does incites Harry’s anger. When she solves a problem, he’s even more certain she’s on George’s team. When she doesn’t, it proves she’s a useless female. And when he rips her shirt off to check she’s not wearing a wire, Tegan attacks him back.
Jayden tries to be the voice of reason between the wolf and the bear, but he wants her too, yet Harry’s his Dom and his friend. The passion between these three is as incendiary and explosive as anything that might happen to the clinic.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Cara Adams is a Siren-exclusive author.
Just before eight she saw Jayden and Harry coming toward her. They were chatting, so it looked as though Harry hadn’t startled Jayden awake. Likely he was a fast learner. Or maybe Jayden had been awake already.
The idea that Harry was in a good mood fled as soon as he reached her and opened his mouth. “Report in, Tegan.”
“Nothing happened until a little after six when the day staff arrived, then the night staff left. Nothing to report.”
“What about your search on stolen items?”
“I didn’t work on it. I didn’t want to lose my night vision by putting the light on when it was dark, and since dawn, there’s been a steady stream of people coming and going.”
Harry’s lip curled as he sneered at her. “Don’t you mean you slept the night away and have no idea what may or may not have happened until about six. You were sound asleep, weren’t you? Weren’t you?” he finished on almost a shout.
Inwardly, Tegan recoiled in shock, but she forced her face to stay calm and answered him quietly. “On the contrary. It happened exactly as I told you. If you don’t believe me go and check along by the wall. You’ll find several sets of my boot prints from where I walked up and down, and on top of my prints you’ll find the tracks of the wolves who went for a morning run.”
Harry turned and began to walk a couple yards out away from the wall. At one point where the ground was a little damp, he kneeled down and looked. She knew she’d told the truth, and if he was honest he’d admit the evidence proved it. But why was he so antagonistic to her? Was it her? She’d never done anything to him. Did he dislike women? Or was it just that he hadn’t chosen her. Had she taken the place on the team from someone he’d prefer to have. Well, he just needed to build a bridge and get over it. The team had been chosen by Oscar, who was paying them. Their job was to prove George was acting illegally to disrupt the work of the clinic.
Harry came back still sneering. “That doesn’t prove anything other than that you walked alone there at some stage. Likely you woke up a few minutes before the wolves came past.”
“I didn’t fall asleep. I’m a professional security guard, and I take my job seriously. I’ll work on the searches again today, or on whatever task you set me.”
“But who are you really working for? Us? Or George Thorne? Are you a spy, little lady? Are you wearing a wire to tell your true master everything we discover?”
George reached for her shirt and ripped it open, shredding the fabric and sending buttons flying over the driveway, exposing her bra. Reacting instinctively, Tegan slammed her knee up into his balls, took a step closer to him, got her shoulder against his ribs, and shoved with all her strength. Harry fell backward, landing hard on his ass on the concrete.
Tegan made no effort to cover her body. “I’m sure you can see now that I’m not wearing a wire. I’m also not wearing a shirt anymore. I’ll send you the bill for that. If you aren’t prepared to trust me to do my job, I suggest you speak to Dr. Thorne about it instead of making nasty, childish insinuations about the quality of my work.”
She stepped into the guard house, picked up her laptop, and walked up the driveway, only covering her breasts with the laptop when she got to the door of the clinic.
She entered by the staff door, instead of the front door, hoping to get up to the room they were using on the top floor without meeting anyone.
Ambrielle was just coming out of the staff kitchen, holding a cup of coffee. She blinked, stopped, and said, “Was it a good party?”
Tegan couldn’t help herself. She laughed. “I wish,” she replied and headed up the stairs. She’d love to tell Ambrielle exactly what she thought of Harry and his manners, but Ambrielle was partnered to Oscar and Danny, and the story was Harry’s to explain, not hers. Although, if he ever touched her again, she wouldn’t knee him in the balls. She’d cut them off with a rusty, blunt knife and nail them to the wall.
Harry pulled Tegan into his arms so tightly she couldn’t breathe then kissed her. It was a hell of a kiss. He sucked all the air out of her body until her head was so light she had no hope of thinking, far less resisting him. His lips were hot, hard, and wet, forcing her to obey him, insisting she cease resisting him and kiss him back. As all the oxygen left her body, Tegan relaxed against Harry, enjoying his passionate kisses and kissing him back. His arms remained iron bands chaining her body to his, but his lips became gentle, teasing her, demanding more of a response, and coercing her to open her mouth and let his tongue in.
His tongue set a driving rhythm in and out of her mouth, while his head tilted farther to the side as he kissed her, giving him even more control over their kisses.
Finally she managed to regain the tiniest bit of brain and shoved against him, pushing away from him.
Harry grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled, ripping it off her. For the second time, buttons went flying and bits of fabric fluttered to the ground. As their lips parted and Tegan sucked air into her lungs, Harry’s head descended. One big hand pushed her bra up, and he sucked her entire nipple and areola into his mouth, dragging it hard and deep, making her cunt clench with need for more than just kisses, even kisses as potent as Harry’s.
Just as he’d reduced her body to mush when he’d kissed her lips, his attention to her breast was keeping her in his control. Tegan forced her eyes open and saw Jayden standing there, his mouth open wide, his legs apart, and his cock making a huge bulge in his pants. Without thinking, she gestured for him to come closer and grabbed his head, pulling his lips down to hers, even while Harry kept sucking her breast.
Tegan’s legs were folding under her with lust. She wouldn’t be able to stand up much longer, but she knew, absolutely knew, that she wanted to be fucked.
The last vestiges of sanity were trying to call out to her mind, but her hormones were in control. She let go of Jayden’s head and fumbled for his belt, unbuckling it with one hand.
Harry pushed her into Jayden’s arms and pulled her jeans down, leaving them in a puddle around her ankles. His fingers were on her cunt briefly, and she clenched on them. “I’m ready. I need you,” she gasped.
Then his cock was pushing into her pussy from behind, his hands were on her hips, and he was slamming her into Jayden’s chest, with the driving force of his cock’s entry into her cunt.
Harry drove deep into her pussy, withdrew fast, and rammed into her again. His cock stretched her channel wide, but her pussy muscles clenched on his shaft, wanting more of him.
Tegan dug her fingers into Jayden’s shoulders, and leaned against him, her body completely out of her control.
She lifted her head, and Jayden kissed her. His kisses were very different from Harry’s. They were just as demanding, but gentle and sweet, drawing a response from her, enticing her to give him more of herself.
Jayden’s cock was pressing into her belly, hot and hard, a rigid line, but Tegan had no strength or coordination to touch him. Her body was in flames, burning up with lust and desire, as Harry pounded into her cunt and Jayden kept kissing her, his hands gently petting her arms and sides.
She was so overwhelmed with desire, her orgasm wasn’t long coming. She exploded right there in both men’s arms, only a few feet from the gate of the clinic, in full view of anyone coming to the clinic or leaving via the driveway.
The wet head of Jayden’s cock pressing against her stomach made her remember his kisses. As Harry withdrew from her, she bent down and took Jayden’s cock into her mouth, sucking him hard then scraping her teeth over his cockhead as she rolled his balls in her hands.
Harry stayed close behind her, his fingers teasing both her nipples, cupping her breasts, and playing with her sensitive flesh as his mouth traced kisses along the back of her neck.
Tegan took a deep breath, hollowed her cheeks, and sucked Jayden again.
He thrust his hips up, causing his cock to fuck her mouth, and then cum exploded against the back of her throat. She let him out enough so she could swallow his seed as he pumped into her mouth a few more times. Behind her, Harry had replaced her bra and was pressing soft kisses on her shoulders now.
Tegan straightened up and took a deep breath.
As her lungs filled with oxygen her brain started functioning again. Fucking hell. What did I just do? I must be insane. The man hates me.
But the endorphins racing through her bloodstream weren’t listening. Her body felt mighty fine, and a tiny voice in the back of her brain whispered, “He doesn’t hate you. He hates the fact that he wants you.”