Romance: Two is Better Than One(A Menage MMF Bisexual Paranormal Werewolf Shapeshifter Romance) ((New Adult Menage Bisexual Paranormal Werewolf Shapeshifter Menage Short Stories)) (2 page)

“What’s wrong with your eyes?” I asked.

Eric tensed. “What do you mean?” he asked.

Caleb raised himself up on one arm. “She saw,” he said, “and neither of us were very careful with the howling.”

Caleb sat up and put his hand on my back, gently caressing me. “There’s no easy way to say this, but you’re part of our pack.”

“Pack? What are you talking about?”

“About a hundred years ago, our pack was hunted nearly to extinction, and the few of our ancestors that managed to survive all fled, making sure they could never be connected to each other. Now that it is safe, we are being drawn to each other. Eric and I are reuniting our pack.”

I rolled over and sat up. “Do you mean we’re related?” I asked. I never knew my grandparents or any aunts, uncles or cousins. “I thought I didn’t have any family other than my parents.”

“We’re not related in the biological sense, but we’re a family nonetheless. You felt it when Caleb rescued you tonight. You instinctively trusted him, even though he was basically a stranger to you. And when you saw me you knew you belonged here, with us.”

He was right, but how did he know that was how I felt? “How?”

“How did I know how you felt? I know because the moment I laid eyes on Caleb, I knew we belonged together, brothers, lovers, friends, there is no word for what we are other than pack mates.”

“You keep saying pack mates but a pack of what?”

“We’re werewolves.”

I sat bolt upright, terrified. There was no such thing as werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters or mummies. “You’re crazy,” I said, but I wasn’t sure I believed that.

I looked from Eric to Caleb and back to Eric. “Prove it.”

“Give us two days and we can. The eyes are the most sensitive to the change of the full moon. In two more days, we’ll be wolves for one night.”

“And you hunt humans then?”

Eric laughed. “No. We may come home with a jackrabbit or two, but the idea of a lone wolf, or even two, taking down a human is laughable. We’re all about self-preservation, and even when we’re shifted, there is a little portion of our humanity left that keeps us out of any serious danger.”

“And I’m a werewolf also?”

“No. Female werewolves are extremely rare. You’re a special human who can bear our children.”

“You’re the only woman we’ve found in the six years we’ve been searching,” said Eric.

“So this is why it felt like I was home as soon as I saw the two of you?” I asked.

“Yes. We felt the same thing.”

“So where do we go from here?” I asked.

“I think we stay here for the night, talk more about all this tomorrow.”

I closed my eyes and thought. Could this really be true? Long lost pack mates? Meant to be? Why hadn’t my parents said anything about this? Did they even know? 100 years ago my grandparents weren’t even alive, and I had no idea who they might be anyway.

I wanted to call my parents, but I doubted they would tell me anything. “Would my parents even know?” I asked

Eric stroked his hand down my side, sending shivers through my skin. “Probably not. The idea was to completely hide, particularly for women, just hide in plain sight as normal humans. If we hadn’t crossed paths, you might have never learned about your family’s past.”

I felt a pang of sadness at the thought that I may never have met Eric and Caleb. And with that realization, all the sadness of Dennis’s death left me. I was starting a new life with a new family. A family that would only grow and never leave me.

I turned to Eric and took his hand. “What is involved in joining your pack? Is there some sort of ceremony or ritual?” I asked.

“I have no idea. When the two of us found each other, all we did was move in together. When we originally found you, we didn’t dare hope that you would want to join us, so we never really talked about it.”

“Do you want something,” asked Caleb.

“I don’t know. I feel like there should be something that marks this transition.”

“We’ll sleep on it, I’m sure we can come up with something in the morning. It’s a good idea if we find any more pack mates to join us.”

Other pack mates. I hadn’t considered that. If they were other men, would I be expected to be with them as well? Would this wind up being nothing but a big orgy on a farm? I wasn’t sure that was for me. On the other hand, what would happen if they found other women and no longer needed me?

My head swam with the possibilities, most of them not happy ones. I saw another life of abandonment in front of me, and I didn’t think my heart could take that.

“Julia, what is it?” Eric asked.

I couldn’t look at him. I closed my eyes and didn’t say a word. Just the thought of saying these things out loud frightened me, as though they would come true.

“Open your eyes,” he commanded.

My eyes flew open and I saw concern writ across his face. “What is it?”

In the smallest, quietest voice I could manage, I said, “What happens if you find other women? You’ll tire of me and then I’ll be alone again. I’m afraid.”

Eric let out a deep, hearty laugh and then fought to control himself. “I’ sorry, Julia, I don’t mean to laugh at you, but that’s never going to happen. I realize this is all new to you, so you are going to have to trust me. There is no way we’d leave you. Think about it like the Marines, no man left behind. With us, it’s no pack mate left behind.”

Caleb turned my head to face him. “Never. And I can prove it.” He leaned down and kissed me. Slowly he ran his hand down my torso to my thighs. “Can you feel how much we are already bound to each other?”

I didn’t want to admit it, in case they didn’t feel the same way. But I felt bound to them, and I knew this feeling wouldn’t go away when I left to go to work on Monday or when I went back to my parents’ house to pack my things.

He continued to caress my thigh as Eric looked on. I reached out to Eric, not wanting him to feel left out. He took my arm and nibbled on the inside of my wrist. My breath caught as he moved his way up to my elbow. Caleb began to nibble on my hip, slowly working his way to my thighs. My worries started to dissipate as I felt the love, the connectedness, the sense of belonging that being in a pack afforded me.

As though they planned it, Caleb’s tongue flicked on my clit as Eric’s teeth began to tease my nipple. A jolt of pleasure tore through me as I cried out. Spurred on by my pleasure, my men began to tease me in earnest. Gentle flicks of their tongues alternated with deep, long sucking and it wasn’t long before I was panting and gasping. A fire burnt through to my core and there was only one way to quench it. I levered myself up and over Caleb’s cock. Without a moment’s hesitation I centered myself and thrust down on him.

He grabbed my thighs and swore, “Holy shit, Julia. You’ve got to warn a man when you do that.”

I laughed. “Sorry.” But I wasn’t, not in the least.

I reached over to Eric and ran my thumb over the tip of his cock. It was already wet and throbbing. I slowly began to stroke it as it came to life in my hand. I leaned forward, putting one hand on each side of Caleb’s head. Eric moved, as though he already knew what I wanted, so that his cock was in front of my mouth. Slowly I licked the tip, not taking more until he was shaking with need.

“Please, Julia, I need more,” he said in a husky voice. I looked up and his eyes were glowing with a fierce yellow light. I took the tip of him in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. With each thrust on Caleb, I took Eric in a bit deeper until both men were howling. Caleb moved one hand to my clit and barely even touched it, but he sent me rocketing down, grinding on him, moaning around Eric’s cock as my body convulsed with pleasure. Even though I had just come, he didn’t stop. Instead of the waves slowly receding, the pleasure I felt built up until the only thing that mattered were my two wolves and their cocks. I worked to take both as deeply inside myself as possible, wanting to give them as much pleasure as they were giving me.

Caleb came first, thrusting his hips up and pulling me down as he howled. This time, he didn’t even bother to disguise the howl and it sent a shiver through me. Eric was next, and thick ropes of his come shot down my throat. I struggled to swallow it all, wondering if he would ever stop.

Finally he did and I lay back on the bed, deliciously filled with my men, my wolves, my pack. I knew then that I had found everything I had been longing for, everything I had been missing, even when I had been married to Dennis. I felt as though I was betraying his memory, until I remembered that he would want me to be happy more than anything else.

I drifted off to sleep as I listened to Caleb and Eric talking about our future. I dreamed about our farm, prospering and helping to feed the county. In my dream there were small children running around, calling me mama and laughing as they played with each other in the yard.

I sunk deeper into sleep and got the first full night of restful sleep I’d had in a long time. By the time I woke up, both Eric and Caleb had gone. They left me a note with a mug of coffee. They were going to get my car and take a look at it. If Eric could fix it, he would. Either way, we would go to my parents’ house and get my things.

I still wanted to ask them what they knew about pack lore. One or both of them could have heard something from their grandparents, said in an unguarded moment. I thought perhaps only my mother and grandmothers may know anything, because I was pretty sure that my father wasn’t a shape shifter. I would have noticed that.

I stretched and got out of bed I had a sip of coffee and walked into the bathroom. I hadn’t seen much of the farm house, of our farm house, last night, so I took a slow look around as I ran the water for a bath. There was nothing out of the ordinary here, you’d never know the house was the beginning of a new pack.

As I slid into the warm bath, I wondered how many packs there would be in California, or in the country. Did we fight amongst ourselves? That didn’t seem right to me. Pack meant love, acceptance and family and to me, other packs were like aunts and cousins, family but more removed.

I closed my eyes and sank under the bath water, letting the heat relax all the sore muscles in my back and thighs. I sat back up and took in a deep breath. I could smell someone coming, someone that wasn’t pack.

I jumped out of the shower and threw on a robe. The doorbell rang and I opened the door. It was a police officer, a worried look on his face.

“Are you Julia Lemon?” he asked me.

“Yes, I am. Is there a problem?” I replied. Then I realized that I had never called my parents to say I wouldn’t be home. “I am so sorry. I just realized that I never called to say that I wouldn’t be coming home last night.”

“And you are all right?” he asked.

“Yes, officer, I’m fine.” I was more than fine, but I didn’t suppose he needed to know that. I smiled my happiest, I haven’t been kidnapped smile at him.

“Could I see some identification,” he asked.

I tried to remember. Did I bring my bag with me last night? I looked over at the living room couch. I had put it there when I first entered the house. “Of course. Just one moment,” I said.

I walked over to my bag and pulled out my license. I opened the door and handed it to him. “And when is your birthday?” he asked.

“June 14
th
,” I replied.

He opened the door handed my license back to me. “Call your parents, ma’am. They’re very worried about you.”

“Of course, officer. And thank you for checking up on me. I appreciate you concern.”

He tipped his hat to me, an oddly old-fashioned thing to do, and turned to go.

Once he drove off, I closed the door and made my way into the kitchen.

“Hello, mom?” I said.

“Julia, is that you? Frank, it’s Julia!” she called. “Are you okay, honey? Are you stranded somewhere? Can we come and get you?”

“Mom, it’s okay. Take a breath. First of all, I am sorry that I forgot to call you last night. My car broke down and the guys from Blue Moon Ranch rescued me.”

At the words Blue Moon Ranch, my mother hissed. So she did know something after all.

“Mom, is there something you have to tell me?”

“I had hoped it would never come to this. I thought we were in the clear, free from this curse, once you married Dennis.”

“Does Daddy know?” I asked.

There was silence on the other end of the phone before she replied, “No. And you won’t tell him, either.”

“I will come out to you . How many of them are there?” she asked.

“Two so far.”

“Thank god there are just two. Make sure they’re both there.”

I hung up the phone and wondered what could have kept her from telling me about my family’s past. It was most likely fear. It’s a lot easier to have a daughter married to one non-werewolf man than it is to explain to your friends and family what she is doing living with a large group of men and women. This wasn’t the sixties, communes weren’t in vogue any more.

I closed the door and brought my mug into the kitchen. I thought hard about my future and where it was going. Did I want to stay on the path I was on, leaving these two men who said they were part of my pack, or did I believe them?

I chose to make no decisions until after we talked to my mother.

Ten minutes later I heard two cars driving up the long driveway. I looked out the window. One was mine and one was Caleb’s truck. Somehow they got my car working.

I watched them walk toward the house and was struck by how incredibly handsome they were. Caleb was blond and just a bit taller than me, while Eric was taller and darker. Both men were solid muscle, without a bit of extra fat anywhere. I made a low, guttural growl and they both immediately looked at me and smiled.

They burst through the door and hugged me. “You’re still here,” said Eric.

“Of course I am,” I said. “You’ve got my car.”

“We left the keys to Eric’s car on the table for you. You know, just in case it was all too much and you wanted to go.”

I looked over at the table. Just to the left of my mug was a set of keys that I hadn’t even noticed. I wasn’t looking for a way out, I was hoping there was a way I could convince myself I could stay.

“My mother will be here soon. Apparently she knows more than I thought about the pack.”

Eric looked hesitant. “That may not be a good thing,” he said. “If she chose not to look for her own pack mates, she may not realize how important we are to each other.”

I put my hand on his arm. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise. But I should probably get dressed before she gets here.”

I walked into the bedroom and found my clothes. They had been folded and put on a chair. I got dressed and went back out to the kitchen.

I sat down with a heavy question in my heart. “If my mother knows about the pack, does that mean she’s … with us?” I asked. I really didn’t want this to be the case. I felt like I could never make a clean break from my past if she was with me.

“I don’t think so,” said Eric.

I heard her car approaching and my hands started to shake. Caleb covered them with his own. “It’s okay. We’re here together, and if she has important information, we should hear it.”

Eric put his hands over Caleb’s and said, “We are in this together. We’re pack and we’ll decide what we want to do together.” He leaned down to kiss me, and then Caleb, and then went to open the door.

“Mrs. Lemon, it’s lovely to meet you. I am Eric. Please come in.”

My mother scowled at him, but came in.

“Mother, this is Caleb. The three of us are pack mates. Please sit and tell me everything that means to you.”

She sat on the edge of her chair, her eyes darting between Caleb and Eric. Finally, she said, “Julia, you must come home immediately, before they turn your head with ridiculous nonsense about family and pack and children.”

“It’s too late for that,” I said.

“Yes, I can see that. In that case, you are dooming yourself to a life of being an outsider. You’ll live with a large group of people, all having children and never knowing who belongs to whom. No one will take you seriously, you’ll lose your job and you’ll wind up living here on the farm, surviving from one crop to the next, never really having enough for everyone.”

“How can you say that? This is a prosperous farm, and there is plenty for the three of us.”

My mother snorted. “There is now, but what happens one word gets out that these two have found a breeder? I thought I’d safely gotten you away from all this when I sent you back East and you married Dennis.”

His name didn’t even sting anymore. I took a guess at my mother’s real nature. “Does Daddy know you’re a breeder?”

She laughed. “No. He’s not a wolf, so I can’t bear his children.”

I was shocked. “You mean he’s not my father?” I asked.

“We finally had to resort to adoption. I thought that we’d wind up with a normal little girl and this line of breeders would die out with me. Instead, we wound up adopting someone from my pack. At first, it was comforting to have you with me. It’s difficult to live alone, without pack mates, but as time went on, I realized I had to get you out of here before you found the children of the pack.”

“So that’s why you spent so much money on my college? Anything to get me away from here?”

She put her head in her hands. “And it all backfired. It all backfired.”

Eric went to her and put his hand on hers. She flinched away, but then changed her mind. “You were just doing what you thought was best for her, just like any mother would.”

She nodded, unable to speak.

“And so are we. Julia belongs here with us. We promise to take care of her, to love her and to always cherish her, no matter how many we may eventually add to the pack.”

Truer wedding vows were never spoken, and those were exactly the words we all used two weeks later when we formalized our relationship. It was just the three of us in the dark of the moonless night, we said our vows and made love in the field.

I didn’t count the weeks, but I’m certain it was that night that I conceived our twins, Connor and Ian. Connor looks like his father, Matt, while Ian takes after his father, Caleb. Don’t ask me how that happened. It just did.

Over the past four years, we’ve added two more wolves and another mate to our pack. My mother was right in some respects, it isn’t always easy, but love has always found a way.

THE END