A Mate to Share [Wolf Pack Mates 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (9 page)

“I can see I’m going to have to find me two men as well or y’all will outnumber me,” said Ginnie.

“Would you like me to bring a few more of my managers along? I’m pretty sure someone will volunteer to come,” suggested Jasper.

“Do you have any plumbers working for you?” asked Ginnie, making them all laugh.

Eve set her laptop on the table, bringing up the pictures they’d found of all-in-one showers. “That will save us having to do tiling and so on. It’s a prefabricated unit,” she said.

Then she sat back and let the others argue about the details.

Jasper made some phone calls and so did Jett and before she knew it, everything was arranged for a plumber and building contractor to come out the next day to quote for the bathroom.

“You just have to show him the room you want it installed in, and they’ll do the rest,” said Jasper.

Which was good, Eve thought, reflecting on her day later that afternoon, because she was desperate to get making more items to sell before the next weekend’s market. Fortunately, the little impulse buys didn’t require any extra designing. She could almost make them with her eyes shut. It was simply a matter of pulling out a bag of leftover yarn from her major projects, choosing some colors that would look good together, then blending them into a finished product. While she made them she kept a notebook beside her to sketch ideas for the big projects that had been commissioned.

It was actually quite fascinating that while her fingers were busy with one thing, her mind was free to roam with the next project.

She really needed to get finished with the iPad covers, because tonight the men were taking her out again. They’d argued hard to take her to dinner and possibly a movie, but she’d refused.

“These craft markets are very important to me. It’s the start of our new business and we want all the word-of-mouth reports to be positive. They aren’t going to be positive if there’s hardly anything available for people to buy. Right now I have to work as much as I possibly can. I’ll go out to dinner with you somewhere we’ll be served fairly fast, say at eight o’clock. I’ll be ready to stop working then for the day. But I need to be home around midnight so I can start again the next morning at a sensible time,” she warned them.

“Bossy subs get their asses paddled,” said Morgan.

She grinned up into his bright blue eyes. “Really? Promises, promises.”

But all the time she was thinking about his cock. His cock had a slight bend to the left in it. And that curve had been used to amazing effect the one time they’d made love. He’d scraped it over her G-spot and she’d had to concentrate hard to prevent herself from screaming in ecstasy. Then when they’d both fingered her in the shower she’d come again. She couldn’t help wondering if they’d both fuck her together. Likely it was too soon to be tonight, but at some stage, surely they would. That shower scene had to have been a hint as to their future plans.

Eve’s fingers flew through the yarn, creating a pattern while her mind focused on the two men. Morgan was less sure of himself and more of a worrier than Jett. Jett had a tougher exterior, but she knew he was as caring as Morgan on the inside. Just a different personality. Both men had been surprisingly gentle and cooperative. They let her be herself, they listened to her wants and needs, and they set themselves to provide the atmosphere and environment where she could be herself. That was pretty amazing for a couple of Doms. People tended to think of Doms as being more bossy and demanding. These men demanded, but they only asked for what she was willing to give and tonight she would be willing to give them whatever they wanted of her. She could always kneel to weave if her ass was too sore for her to sit!

* * * *

They missed the floor show this time at the BDSM club, arriving after the early show and leaving before the late one. Morgan hated having to keep their evening short, but understood Eve’s determination to use all her time for craft. He supposed he really should be glad she agreed to meet them at all. He was almost certain he wouldn’t be able to wait an entire week for another date with her, and a short date was so much better than no date at all.

He and Jett had spent several hours planning this scene. They wanted to gradually deprive her of her senses, but not so much she might be frightened. Just enough to arouse her. This time they tied her over a spanking bench, pressing her beasts through the holes in it, and cuffing one foot to each side of that end and her hands on either side of the top end.

Morgan slid under the spanking bench and put clamps on her nipples while Jett pulled a blindfold hood over her head. They’d talked about using earbuds to take away her hearing, but thought that might be a bit too much. The hood was perfect, in that it was not just a blindfold, but because it covered her whole head it also dulled her ability to hear without removing it completely.

Next Jett handed him a vibrator. Now the fun would begin.

Because Jett had the more difficult task of inserting his vibrator into her ass, Morgan’s task was to keep Eve on edge and aroused, without ever giving her enough time to think through exactly what they’d planned for her, and of course, not letting her climax.

Morgan began by sliding a finger into her cunt. Already she was wet and hot. What an amazing woman to be aroused so quickly. She was a treasure and he planned on treasuring her forever. Knowing that it wouldn’t hurt her, he let just the head of the dildo enter her, twirling it this way and that while watching Jett lube her ass and also coat his vibrator with lube.

He took his dildo out of her cunt and ran it across her breasts, letting her own wet arousal slide over her breasts. Then he ran it over her belly and down, down, down. But instead of touching her pussy he dragged it back up her body again.

Once he saw Jett starting to insert the vibrator into her ass, Morgan again pressed his one to her pussy entry and let it slide deep into her channel. He wanted her to know and crave the feeling of fullness that could only come from two cocks inside her. But then he took it out and played it up and down her legs.

Jett was now teasing her spine with his vibrator, so with no warning, Morgan slammed his one into her deep and hard until it was fully inside her cunt. Just as quickly he removed it. He kept teasing her, arousing her until the insides of her thighs were wet with her cream and he guessed the time to play was almost over.

Morgan nodded to Jett and watched as Jett used the flat of his hand to spank Eve several times on her ass.

“Would you like to be fucked now?” Morgan asked her.

“Yes, Master.” Her voice was muffled but sincere.

“Would you like to be fucked by both of us together?” asked Jett.

“Yes, please, Masters.”

“We will discuss the matter and decide,” said Morgan.

Both men moved away from her, then as quietly as they could they got undressed. There was a thick padded mat against the wall and together they lifted it and placed it very softly in the center of the open space. Their final action was to roll on condoms and for Jett to cover his condomed cock with lube.

Then, moving together, they uncuffed her hands and feet and stood her up.

“Tell us what you want,” asked Jett.

“I want you both to fuck me together, please, Masters.”

“It shall be as you request,” said Morgan, taking the hood off her head.

They walked across to the mat, and Morgan lay down, pulling her onto his chest. He teased her with the vibrator in her pussy very briefly, then pulled it out and shoved his cock in. Oh fates, she was so hot and wet. She gripped him like a glove, so tight he couldn’t even move. Her nipple clamps dug into his chest and he could feel how hot her tight pointed nipples were inside them.

All he could hope was that Jett got organized quickly, because the waiting was going to kill him. He had never wanted a woman the way he wanted this woman, his woman. His beautiful, desirable, talented Eve.

Morgan rested his hand on her lower back, just above her ass. Jett was teasing her with the dildo in her ass, but Morgan could see how Jett’s cock was waving with desire and knew he’d soon be replacing the vibrator with the cock.

The very second Jett pulled the toy out of Eve’s ass, Morgan brought his palm down hard on Eve’s butt cheeks, slapping her and leaving his palm print on her skin. Then Jett’s cock was pushing at her opening, and Morgan needed to concentrate on holding her still so his fellow wolf could get into position.

Finally they could begin fucking her as she needed to be fucked. Claiming her, possessing her, teaching her they were her masters, her mates, her future. Obviously explaining to her that they were werewolf shape-shifters was a conversation they needed to have, but Morgan was certain if they did this right, now, she would be willing to commit to them. So the conversation and explanations would go much more easily.

He held her hips firmly, as he’d done to prevent her from wiggling. Jett placed his hands a little higher, around her waist, and together they began to seesaw in and out of her, one of them thrusting in as the other withdrew, then changing over.
Slowly, slowly, slowly
, he chanted in his mind, drawing out each movement as much as he could, while staying in synchronization with Jett.

Infinitesimally slowly they increased the pace, his dick filling her cunt, then pulling out until only his cockhead was inside her, before he powered down her channel into her welcoming pussy again. Over and over he drove his engorged dick against her silky tissues until finally she exploded around him, and he was free to let himself respond. One stroke, two, then his cock blasted his seed into the condom. He petted and gentled her, as did Jett. One corner of his mind noted they used similar endearments for her, which was interesting. He guessed it symbolized how very compatible they were, and how similar their thinking and reasoning was. That was incredibly important. Two Doms sharing a sub was only going to be successful as long as they were both prepared to cooperate with each other. So far they’d worked together really well. He had to hope they’d always be able to talk things through. Besides, planning a scene with a co-Dom had been very fulfilling, he’d found.

It was Jett who rolled them all over onto their sides and pulled out of Eve first. He disappeared into the bathroom, returning to open the door to the sound of the shower already running.

Morgan tugged Eve to her feet and led her into the bathroom. He pushed her into Jett’s arms and into the shower then removed his condom. Oh how he hoped they wouldn’t need to wear these things much longer.

Jett pointed to the nipple clips, and together they removed them, each of them sucking one breast until the blood was flowing properly again.

Once more, Morgan was impressed by Jett’s attitude. He could have easily removed both nipple clips while Morgan was getting cleaned up, yet he’d chosen to wait. It proved yet again to Morgan that Jett was an honorable man, a wonderful partner for him with his treasured woman and mate.

After they’d taken Eve back to the schoolhouse and seen her safely inside, Morgan turned to Jett. “You and I need to plan how we can get her to commit to us. I don’t think I can wait much longer to truly claim her.”

“It’s not going to be easy without telling her we’re wolves. That’s not exactly full disclosure, you know.”

“We need to tell her we love her, and how much we want her. Then ask for her promise to commit. I’m not too sure how we do the rest of it. Perhaps we should find out if she likes animals first?”

Jett clicked his fingers. “The zoo does a romantic night tour program. Let’s go check that out.”

Morgan smiled. He knew he could rely on Jett. Together they made an unbeatable team. Eve couldn’t possibly be able to resist the two of them working together.

Eve knew there was something the men weren’t telling her. Something about the company they worked for, or—she didn’t know what. But there was something there that didn’t ring completely true. She’d questioned Taige closely and trusted her friend when she swore black and blue that the company was genuine, not a front for a crime syndicate or a cult. Eve knew Taige was both too smart and too honest to be wrong about that, but nevertheless, something, somewhere was off. And it really annoyed her. She hated that there was some vital fact she didn’t know. It was spoiling her relationship with the men, preventing her from relaxing into what had the potential to be a wonderful, fulfilling relationship.

Meanwhile, the last few days she’d worked harder than she’d ever worked in her life before. She’d completed the design for the new commission for a beach-themed wall hanging and sent it off to the clients for approval. She’d made so many iPad bags, and cell phone holders, and even sunglasses cases, that her collection of leftover yarn was depleted of all her favorite colors. But she now had a good supply of little things ready for sale.

The coffee-van man turned up with a young female helper. “I’m Nadia. I just wanted to have a quick look at all your cool stuff.”

“Hi, Nadia. Nice to meet you,” replied Eve, busy trying to decide whether or not to hang a few more framed paintings and a wall hanging in the foyer.

“I’ll be making the fancier coffees. Mr. Coffee found he had no time to do more than keep up with the line, so people willing to pay a little more can step out of line and I’ll give them something extra special,” she added, batting her eyelashes to show Eve the double entendre was intentional.