The Dom's Patience is Rewarded [Unchained Love 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

“Would you like me to…um…” She gestured to his cock, her face heating so much she was sure it matched his cock in its color.

“So you’re experienced in such things?” asked Oliver.

She wouldn’t have thought it possible, but the heat in her face indicated she was blushing even more after his comment. “Not experienced, exactly, but I have had a few boyfriends. Back before we came here,” she said.

“That’s right. I remember when you dated Galen. But then he left the pack and went somewhere else. He was a good man, Galen. Why did he leave us?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t say. He said good-bye to me in front of my father and left. More recently, I wondered if my dad told him to leave, but that may be unfair to my father. All Dad said to me was that I was much too young to have a boyfriend, which was wrong, because I was nineteen then and even though panthers aren’t fully adult until twenty-one, some do get married at nineteen or twenty.”

“Why don’t you kneel up and see which of the skills Galen taught you work on me.” Oliver’s voice was husky and once again Leticia was aware of how aroused he was and how unfair it was that he hadn’t achieved release yet.

“I can do that.”

Leticia rose onto her knees and held his cock in one hand. As she bent her head over him to suck him into her mouth, she felt the air move as Oliver gestured to William. For a brief moment she wondered what Oliver wanted, then she tasted his essence. It was a sharp, tart flavor but appealing nonetheless.

Leticia concentrated on his cock. It was long and thick, the big blue vein clearly visible up one side. His balls were covered with rougher skin than that on his legs, and the hair surrounding his cock was wirier than the soft, silky strands on his head.

She flicked her tongue around the ridge beneath his cap and listened to him hiss.
It’s good to know he likes that. Now, what else does he like?

Leticia experimented with some tiny bites along the side of his shaft then sucked the head deep in her mouth. As she let him out again she rolled his balls in the palm of her hand then used her other hand to tug on him from root to tip and back down again, before taking as much of him as she could into her mouth.

She was just getting into a good rhythm of licking, sucking, and nibbling when William’s hands parted her ass cheeks and began smoothing the lube all around her rear entry. Her breath hitched and she inadvertently sucked in too much of Oliver and almost gagged, having to let him out a little way to breathe again. But her eyes were almost crossing with the sensations of fingers stretching and teasing around her ass.

Concentrating only on Oliver, Leticia got her rhythm back, sucking him deep, twisting her hand up his shaft, then teasing under the ridge and licking the cum from the tiny slit.

Now William’s fingers were deep in her ass, smoothing the gel around her walls, his fingers widening her opening, softening all the muscles. Oliver tangled a hand in her hair, directing her, showing her the speed and pressure he liked.

Leticia closed her eyes and moved her head with his hand, instinctively licking and sucking, adding pressure to Oliver’s cock and running her tongue around the head. Finally he groaned and his seed shot out and filled her mouth. She swallowed once, then again as a butt plug was pressed into her ass, leaving her feeling incredibly full yet wanting more and missing the touch of William’s fingers there.

Oliver let go of her head and Leticia sank onto the floor of the tub, only to bounce up again when she landed on the butt plug and realized the water would be over her face. William laughed and pulled her onto the seat beside him. Oliver settled down on her other side.

“Here you go, short stuff,” said William.

“Good things come in small packages,” she gasped, still trying to catch her breath.

“That reminds me…” said William, climbing out of the hot tub and drying his hands on a towel resting on the sink. Leticia watched as he unzipped the suit bag, reached into a pocket of his tuxedo, and pulled out a box.

“I wanted us all to have a physical reminder of today but guessed wedding rings weren’t the way you people do things. I suppose there’s too much of a risk of losing it when you shift. Anyway, I chose this for you, Leticia, and these for us.”

Leticia thought he seemed a bit nervous and determined to like and wear whatever was in the box. But when he handed her a charm bracelet she didn’t have to pretend. It was exquisite. “Oh, it’s beautiful.”

There was a tiny bunch of flowers—“That’s for my garden,” she said, touching it gently—a miniscule stethoscope—“that’s you,” she said, smiling at William—and a panther. “And that’s Oliver. It’s perfect. Thank you.” Leticia slid into his arms and kissed William as he fastened the bracelet around her wrist.

The other two bracelets were simple chains with their three names and the date engraved on a tiny plate at the center of the band.

“Yes, it’s perfect, a wonderful memory of today,” said Oliver.

They all sank back under the water in genuine peace and harmony until Oliver said, “I think it’s time to move to our apartment. It’s not fully set up yet. I thought Leticia would likely want to do that herself. But the bedding is all new and it’s a private place that the three of us can call home for the moment.”

And suddenly, more than anything else in the world, Leticia wanted these two men to fuck her together and to bite her and claim her. Only then would she be totally free of her father’s influence. An adult woman with her own life, her own men.

And if, after three months, the arrangement didn’t work, well, she’d ensured she wouldn’t be trapped for life in a loveless arrangement.

Oliver unlocked to door to Carey’s—their—apartment and said, “Later we’ll talk about how we want to set this place up and what we’ll do next, but everything should be here that we’ll need tonight and first thing tomorrow.”

For a moment, he wondered what the others thought of the tiny apartment, then he brushed the thought from his mind. This was just like a scene from one of his BDSM scenarios. He’d planned it. They would follow his lead. In fact, it was an excellent starting point for their future. He, the Dom, had set up what he wanted for tonight. Tomorrow they’d have a late, relaxed breakfast and could talk about the future. But tonight would be as he’d envisioned it. It would set the scene to ensure Leticia stayed with him after the three months ended.

Oliver locked the door behind them, turned on a table lamp to shine its welcome light, which was enough to see their way around the apartment, and led them into the only other room, the bedroom.

All the bedding was new, even the mattress. He wanted it to be nice for their first night together. He’d bought sheets and blankets in a rich royal blue, a color he found attractive. If Leticia didn’t like them she could buy other colors, but for now this was his scene, his rules.

“How does the butt plug feel in your ass, Leticia? Is your cunt dripping cream? Does it make you want us? Are you ready for my cock to be shoved up your ass while William is in your cunt?”

“I feel aroused. Full. And boy howdy, am I ever ready for you both.”

Oliver felt his lips twitch. She was so adorable. His woman. His cat. They’d walked from the dungeon to this apartment wrapped in towels, only wearing their shoes, as it was way too much trouble to get into all their finery only to take it off again. Besides, this was a BDSM community with shape-shifters. Naked people, or almost-naked people, were nothing new here.

“Good.” Oliver pulled the blankets off the bed, leaving them in a heap at the foot of it. “Lie on your side in the center of the bed. William, you face her front. Entertain yourself with those delicious breasts while I unpack the lube.”

Oliver hung the suit bag over the back of the bedroom door and removed the Ziploc bag with Leticia’s jewelry, laying it on the dresser, before unpacking the other plastic bag with the tube of gel. Then he slid onto the bed behind his partners, enjoying the luxurious feeling of high-thread-count cotton sheets. They had a totally different sensation against the skin from cheap sheets.

He leaned up on one elbow, watching William caress Leticia’s breasts. They were beautiful. Pale brown, like all her skin, with darker brown nipples. Nipples that were standing up straight, indicating she was ready for more than just being touched. His dick was as hard as a spike once again and the thought of plowing into her virgin ass was almost enough to throw him off the edge of the cliff. He forced himself to look away and maintain his control. He was a Dom and control was second nature to him.

When two panthers mated, they bit each other during climax. He really wasn’t sure about what happened when mating with a human but had decided against asking Omar. William would bite them both as well, although it would be more difficult for him, not having long, narrow cat canines. If their skin just bruised instead of breaking it was too bad. At least with a nurse in the family he’d know how to minimize any bruising. He’d certainly done a good job with Leticia’s shoulder. It’d healed fast.

His dick once again under control, Oliver removed Leticia’s butt plug and thoroughly lubed her ass and his dick. He smiled as she hissed and almost purred at his touch.

He lifted her top leg up high, sliding his lower leg under her body and placing her top leg over his top leg, then he pressed his dick against her rear entry. He had to push firmly, but soon the head breached the tight ring of sphincter muscles, and he was able to thrust inside. Oh hell, she felt hot and tight. His dick had never been squeezed so tight before in his life.

Gently he stroked Leticia’s skin, giving her time to adjust to the feeling of him inside her and giving himself time to regain his control. When she was making that soft sound which was almost a purr again, he said, “Now you, William.”

William gulped and nodded then pushed his lower leg under the pile of limbs, placing his top leg bent with the foot flat on the mattress. Then he wiggled closer and closer to Leticia. Oliver could feel William’s cock working its way inside her. There was just a thin wall of tissue separating them, and as William entered her she gripped his dick even harder. If he’d thought she was tight before, now she became even tighter, but slowly William pressed into her until his cock was right there beside Oliver’s, on the other side of the wall.

Leticia wasn’t purring now. The faint sounds she made were almost a mewling. At first he worried she wasn’t happy, then he understood she was urging them to keep going, begging for more.

“I’ll withdraw. When I start to come back in, you withdraw. We’ll do this slowly,” he said.

William’s face was sheened with sweat as he nodded.

Oliver moved as slowly as he could, but Leticia was so hot and tight he couldn’t help but gradually increase his pace. William synchronized his actions with Oliver’s and soon they were both jackhammering into her, rocking the bed on its legs with the power of their strokes. Oliver had one hand on her hips, the other pressed into the small of William’s back to keep them united.

He could see her fingers gripping William’s shoulders, and her knuckles were white. Oh yes, she was close to release, no doubt about it. Which was just as well, because his dick would explode soon, no matter how much he tried to wait.

He let go of her hip and forced his hand between her body and William’s. He didn’t think either of them noticed until he pinched her nipple hard.

“Bite!” he ordered.

She gave a shrill, keening wail, and for a moment he wondered if she really had snapped his dick in half. Her body clenched it so tightly it was painful, then she shook in release and his cum burst from him like a volcano exploding. He could feel the heat of his own release and added heat that meant William had come, too.

He lowered his mouth to where her neck and shoulder joined, slid out his fangs, and bit her. He tasted her blood, flicked his tongue over the tiny wound, and repeated the bite at the same place on William. At the same time he felt Leticia’s fangs break the skin on his shoulder and received a powerful jolt of love from her.

Immediately, he began stroking her sides to soothe her, to help her come down, and William copied him. William also bit him, catching a tiny piece of skin between his teeth and breaking it with a sharp nip. The man may only be a human, but he caught on fast, which was good. Or maybe it was his nursing background that helped him understand people so well. Whatever, it was working for them all right now.

Oliver bent and kissed her shoulder. Looking at it closely he couldn’t detect any swelling. To him it appeared the same as the other one. Tomorrow he’d have to ask William about that. He needed to remember not to put added stress on it until she was fully healed.

But the most important thing was to get some security in place in case her father returned. Their apartment was what they needed to be together, but it wasn’t as safe as her room in the main building had been. He couldn’t forget her father was not stable. And most definitely not to be trusted.

* * * *

When he woke the next morning, William thanked every god in the pantheon that he was rostered for the second shift at the hospital this week, not the first one. Over the years he’d heard almost every one of his colleagues complain bitterly at the way their shift rosters constantly rotated, and it could be vicious to finish a night shift then start a morning one, but it didn’t happen often and he’d always found the system very fair. But now that he was lying in bed with the woman he loved above all else and the man he’d promised to respect and obey, he was grateful he didn’t have to rush off to work but was free to spend most of the morning with them.