[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, sex in shifted form, spanking, paddling, whipping, food play, sex toys, HEA]
Serena Griffin had a very public breakup with Pete Jackson and Josh Taylor over a misunderstanding. When Pete and Josh explain themselves to Serena, she agrees to give them another try and spends the night with them. Serena has the best night of her life—until she realizes they never once said they loved her or wanted to mate her.
Sure she’s given her heart away to two panthers who are only looking for something casual, Serena panics and finds a place to hide until everything blows over. But she might have more reason to hide when she sees a man lurking near her work and realizes the rogue panthers are back.
Pete and Josh are in trouble with their Alpha for pushing Serena away. How can they get him on their side again to help them win Serena back and show her they want her bound to them forever, not just in the dungeon?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Cara Adams is a Siren-exclusive author.
Serena leaned against the still-shaking door and fought hard not to cry. Within the next five minutes the entire community would know she’d broken up with Josh and Pete. She’d thought she loved them both, had even considered they’d maybe mate one day, and to have Josh so casually say, “But we never wear a condom when we fuck and we’re not going to start wearing one now,” had killed all her hopes and expectations stone-dead.
She wasn’t stupid. She knew that men their age, late twenties, wouldn’t be virgins. But bloody hell, they’d been dating her for months. Couldn’t they keep their pricks in their pants for a few months? Why did they think they had a left hand, for fuck’s sake?
“Dad would be disappointed in you, Serena.” The voice spoke through the door, the mouth almost exactly at her ear level. Her twin, Verity.
“You used bloody six times in the one sentence.”
Serena quickly thought back to what she’d asked. What do you bloody mean you never bloody wear a bloody condom? How many bloody women have you bloody slept with already? I thought you bloody cared about me?
“It was two—no, three—sentences, and at least I didn’t say fuck or shit like anyone else would have.”
“Are you going to open the door and let me in?”
Serena sighed, took a deep breath, stood behind the door where no one could see her wearing only her underwear, and opened it a mere inch. Her sister’s fingers appeared in the gap, pushing the door wider, as Verity slid through the smallest possible space, leaving Serena hidden behind the solid wood.
“There’s a hell of a mess in the hallway,” Verity said conversationally.
“Josh and Pete can clean it up. I’m not.” Serena sagged onto the floor and rested her head on her knees. Instantly Verity was beside her, putting an arm around her shoulder as she had done so often when they were children.
Serena couldn’t stop the tears anymore. “I love them and they’ve been fucking other women, or one other woman, without using protection, all along. They could be about to become fathers, or have caught diseases, or anything. It’s such incredibly selfish and stupid behavior. It disrespects everyone and I never thought they’d be like that. A true Dom always cares properly for his sub. He doesn’t risk her health and happiness by acting in a selfish immature way. ”
Verity held her tighter. “That sucks. But if they’ve been fucking a whole bunch of different women, maybe that’s because it was just sex and they really do love you.”
“I’d like to cut their fucking balls off,” said Serena, looking up at Verity.
“But then you couldn’t fuck them if you ever change your mind. Why not just chain them in one of the dungeons for a week or two?”
“Yes. Only water. Just enough so they don’t get ill.”
“Oh, I like that plan.”
“See, you’re feeling better already. Now, tell me what happened,” ordered Verity.
“They took me out to dinner, which they’ve done a few times. But tonight they asked to come into my room afterward, and I thought we were finally going to fuck. You know how much I love them, even though I haven’t said anything to anyone else. Or I thought I loved them. Likely it was just my imagination, but I thought we were exclusive, a unit. I thought one day we’d get mated. I thought they cared about me.”
“We were kissing and—” Serena blushed. She wasn’t sure how innocent Verity was nowadays, so maybe it would be better not to go into too much detail. She rather thought her twin wasn’t a virgin anymore, but still…“And that’s when Josh said they never wore condoms and weren’t going to start wearing one for me.”
She turned to Verity and said what had made her almost as mad as the thought of them having another woman in their lives. “I can’t bear the thought they were two-timing me and loving another woman. Making both of us unhappy. But even if they were just sleeping around, being a panther doesn’t stop them getting a human woman pregnant, and there’s still the possibility of them getting some sexually transmitted disease.”
Verity gave Serena another hug then moved slightly forward so they were more face-to-face. “You feel they betrayed your trust.”
“They did betray my trust. And who knows if their actions will cause all sorts of problems in the future, like Sam’s abandonment of his son David did.”
Serena leaned back against the door. Outside she could hear people moving around and the whirr of a vacuum cleaner in action. Suddenly she giggled. “Do you think they’ll have to pay for the smashed crockery and vase?”
“It would serve them right.” Verity laughed.
Serena’s arms felt a little stiff from being handcuffed for so long, but Josh and Pete had done their best to loosen her muscles so she didn’t mind. They’d also been very patient preparing her. She was ready now, ready to be double fucked. She’d been told it would be the best orgasm ever, and she was ready for that, too. It’d been a long time since she’d had an orgasm from anyone other than herself, and even the one they’d just given her with their fingers was better than her usual self-made climaxes. So the next one should be awesome indeed. Oh yes. She was ready for this.
Josh lay flat on his back and pulled her over his body. His hair was a similar color brown to hers, but his eyes were black and he had dark brown hair on his chest, shoulders, and back. Not a pelt, but enough to make her want to grab some strands and play with them. She knew manscaping was the latest trend, with men’s bodies completely waxed and hairless, but she rather liked the idea of having hair on her man, a little fur to play with as they lay together.
Josh held her hips firmly and drove his cock deep inside her. Bloody hell, he was huge. He stretched her pussy wide and filled her completely until her walls were tight around him. He kept his hands on her hips but didn’t move his cock once it was fully seated in her cunt.
Now Pete was behind her. He pulled the butt plug out, teasing her a little by wiggling it as he did so. Then his body was against her back and he was pressing his cock at her rear entry. He was bigger than the toy, stretched her more, and her channel burned as he pushed his way in. But it was a good burn, a good feeling as he pushed deeper and deeper until she thought she’d burst she was so full and stretched.
Now Josh moved his hands to her shoulders and Pete held her hips. She didn’t know what to do with her own hands. There was nowhere really to put them. If she looped them over Josh’s shoulders they were almost in Pete’s way, yet she wanted to touch them both, to hold them and pet them as they fucked. Finally she got the idea to hold one of Josh’s arms, high up near his shoulder, and one of Pete’s in the same position. That was better. Now she was as connected to both of them as they were to her.
The men were fucking her now. One moving in as the other withdrew, then reversing the procedure. It was a weird feeling. Even though she was stretched beyond belief she wanted to tell them “no” as they pulled out. She wanted them to stay inside her, to keep filling her and completing her. But that was crazy, as they always thrust back in again. It was just that they were moving so slowly. Way too slowly.
Well, she needed to give them a hint to get on with it faster.
Holding tight to their upper arms with her fingers, Serena concentrated all her effort and grabbed their cocks with her cunt and ass muscles and gripped with all her strength.
Both men moaned at her. “Shit, Serena, if you keep that up I’ll come. My cock may be made of steel, but my willpower isn’t,” said Josh.
“So quit playing around and get on with the fucking.” She eased her control on them.
“I will tell you when you can come,” said Pete, in what she was starting to think of as his Dom voice.
“At the speed you’re moving it won’t be until next week,” she complained.
“Fine, we’ll move faster.”
Very slowly they increased the speed and force of their movements, until she was hanging on with all her strength, her nails digging into their upper arms as she was rocked between them, sweat pouring off them all and the promised orgasm growing larger and more enticing in her belly. The harder they thrust the more she wanted to come, needed to come, knew she would be exploding soon.
She buried her head in Josh’s shoulder and pressed her lips to his flesh, wanting to be closer to both men. He tasted salty from sweat but smelled wonderful. They both did.
Her breasts were swollen and aching inside the nipple clamps, so she pushed them tight against Josh’s chest, too, needing the extra pain, the bite of discomfort, to arouse her higher and higher, ever closer to the orgasm that was racing toward her.