Howling at the Moon [The Mystic Museum] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (7 page)

He swallowed hard. Her bare breasts were budding in front of him. Without a word he stood, thinking to flee before he did something he would be sorry for. She stayed her ground. She didn’t move, not even an inch. His bare chest was touching her now. His body almost knocked her over. In a reflex motion he grabbed her arms to steady her.

“How considerate of you boys to sleep nude or in your briefs.” She slipped her thumbs under the waistband of his underpants and slipped the briefs over his hips, releasing his manhood. She pushed them down, lowering them to the floor. The side of her face brushed his dick. “That’s nice,” she said. “Now step out of these,” she ordered.

He obeyed without thinking.

She tossed the underwear aside. She rose, sliding her hand over his balls and across his cock. Her hand continued its way to his chest. She flattened her palm in the middle of his sternum. “You’re not going anywhere,” she said as she pushed him back onto the bed.

He was caught off guard. That and the fact that his ankle still pained him had him sitting on the bed rather quickly. He blinked and felt that he must have that dazed, deer-in-the-headlights expression on his face. He certainly felt that way. “Why are you doing this?” he asked. He was struggling for control of his rioting emotions.

“Apparently I’m in heat.” She shrugged. “I want you. I know you don’t want me. But I can see your body does.” She made a point of looking at his crotch. “You don’t have to take me into the pack. Just fuck me. I’m in heat. I need you.”

My body wants you, and I want you. It just can’t be.
“I can’t do that.”

“Why? I won’t expect a lifetime commitment. It will be just sex.” She shrugged and sighed. “I don’t understand why I am so drawn to you. You certainly aren’t the nicest man I’ve ever met.”

He smiled at that. He hadn’t been very nice. His cock was throbbing. He hadn’t had sex in quite some time. He just hadn’t needed that release, at least not until she came. He needed it now, and he needed it badly. “I want to fuck you. I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first moment we met. You make something in me scream for life. You’ve stirred up emotions and yearnings that I’ve buried. It’s been a long time. I’ve been fighting it.” He’d said too much, but it was too late. He couldn’t take the words back now.

“Don’t fight it anymore. Give in to it. Tell me how you want to fuck me. Show me how you want to fuck me.”

“You’re going to do as I say?”

“I have it on good authority that it works best that way. I’ll put my two cents in, and together we will enjoy the afternoon.”

“Ah, some afternoon delight. It sounds fascinating.” He smiled.

She piled a few pillows by the headboard. “Lean against these and make yourself comfortable. I’m going to sit on your face so you can lick my pussy, and I’m going to suck your cock.”

“I thought you were going to do as
I
say?”

“I will. But I want to taste you first, and I’d like my pussy licked.”

He moved and leaned against the pillows. She got on the bed. She straddled him with her back facing him. She lifted her ass and worked it toward his face. Her scent enveloped him. He breathed in. His cock became rock-hard, straining for attention. She wrapped her fingers around it and lowered her mouth over it. Her hot lips and her moist tongue made him forget any reservations he had. She made slurping sounds as she sucked. He wanted this. He would enjoy this short time together. He moaned and leaned his face into her cunt. He spread her lips open. He looked at the shiny flesh before he tasted her. His tongue slid over her dark pink lips, and then he explored her core. He moved his tongue to her clit. She whimpered and sucked him more deeply. He took her ass in his hands. He caressed and squeezed those soft cheeks. His tongue teased the little sensitive tip of her clit. It began to harden. She began to moan and suck his cock with avid interest. He found that elusive nub and took it between his lips. He sucked on it and lashed it with his tongue. Her hips began to move. He inserted his finger into her hot depths and explored its recesses. “Do you like that?”

She nodded. She moaned and sucked his cock. Her tongue teased the tip and swirled around its length.

“Sit on me,” he ordered.

She released his cock, sucking deep breaths into her lungs. She was consumed with her excitement. She scrambled to turn around.

“No, stay facing that direction I want to see your ass.”

She straddled him once again. She had a nice back and a beautiful ass. She lifted up and positioned his cock between her legs. She spread her legs wider as she lowered herself onto his shaft. She moaned as her hot, wet pussy slid over his throbbing dick. She lifted her body and tightened her cunt as she did so. She squeezed his length while she pumped him.

She was so tight and hot. She was so wet. The noises she made drove him insane. He put his hands on her ass. He stretched his fingers and rubbed them up her back as far as he could go. He lowered them down again and rested his palms on her hips. He wanted to put his thumb up her ass. He moved his hand and slid his thumb over the puckered flesh of her anus. She lifted her ass. It seemed that she wanted it, too. He pressed lightly. She pumped faster. She wanted it. He knew he wouldn’t last if he pressed his thumb inside the inviting opening. He was going to have trouble lasting now as it was. Her heated movements were pushing him over the edge.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

She lifted her body from him and moved to his side. Her breathing was heavy. She leaned over and licked his balls. “They taste salty,” she said.

“That’s your juice.” He ran his hand from her head to her shoulder, down her back and over her ass. “Your body is perfect,” he breathed.

She encased his cock with a tender touch. “Do you think so?” she asked. She seemed anxious.

“I do indeed. You can see what it does to me. The proof is in your hands.”

She smiled at that. “So it is.” She looked at him. “How do you want to fuck me next?”

“First I want you to sit on me so I can see your face. Then I want you on your hands and knees so I can fuck you from behind.”

She straddled his hips. She slipped his cock into her cunt in a heated rush. He grabbed her hips. He began to pull her down as he thrust his hips upward. She was matching his movements. God, she was hot. He could feel her begin to quiver. “That’s it. Come, Carolyn.” Her body shuddered as she reached her peak. Her face changed from its plain beauty into a siren of mystical legends. Her shuddered agony was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

Her hands were on his chest. She was heaving to gain her breath. She looked into his eyes. “That was amazing,” she said with a devilish grin. “What else do you have in store for me?” She pinched his nipples and leaned forward to suck on his neck. She bit the tender skin, and pulled it into her mouth between her teeth. Her tongue danced over the imprisoned flesh.

“You will pay for that, you little nymph,” he threatened.

“How? Show me.” Her enthusiasm was heartening.

“You may not like this,” he warned.

“Let me be the judge of that,” she challenged.

“Get on your hands and knees.” He slid off the bed so she could position herself. Her tits dangled under her body. He leaned forward to caress them. “They feel so good in my hands.”

“Your hands turn me on. Squeeze them for me.”

“You’re pretty good at asking for what you want.”

“I’ve had two really good teachers.” She moaned as he squeezed her tits.

“I see Jacob and Milo have been instructing you.”

“Yes, they have. It’s been a very pleasant experience.”

“Then I’ll have to show you a different experience.”

“You’ll have to tell me if you don’t like it. It may hurt. Promise me you’ll tell me to stop if you don’t like it.” He could see her curiosity was piqued.

She looked up at him. “I promise I will tell you if I want you to stop.”

He moved onto the bed behind her. He spread her cheeks apart with both hands. “Lean forward, Carolyn. Turn your head and put your chest on the bed.”

She moved into position. He nestled his cock between the cheeks of her ass.

“No,” she whispered.

“That isn’t what I had in mind, Carolyn.”

Relief seemed to wash over her, and she relaxed.

“I want you to finger yourself.” She didn’t move. “Carolyn.” His tone was playfully warning.

“What?”

“Play with yourself, or suffer the consequences.”

“What consequences?”

His palm came down to gently spank her ass.

“Oh.” She jumped with surprise.

“Did that hurt?”

She took a moment before she answered. “No,” she finally said.

“I want to be able to do it again. Will you let me do it again?”

“Right now?” She seemed confused. “Why?”

“No. I want to do it when I think it will make you hotter.”

“Oh.” She hesitated. “All right,” she agreed.

“Now, finger your pussy.” Her hand moved under her body and up to her clit. “Good, girl,” he crooned. He moved his cock under her and guided it into her waiting depths.

She moaned and lifted her ass to give him better access. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

She moaned but gave no answer, save her body arching to his. His hand came down on her ass again. She jerked. “Play with yourself, Carolyn. I want this to feel good.” He could feel her fingers begin to work frantically on her clit. He started to pump.

He leaned forward and grabbed the hair at the nape of her neck. The force of his heated thrusts pressed her into the bed. He released her hair. He grabbed her hips with both of his hands.

She groaned.

“Finger your clit, Carolyn,” he ordered. “That’s it.” He slapped her ass again. She moaned. “Do you want it again?”

“Yes.”

“Does the anticipation of the sweet pain excite you?” His cock made long strokes in and out of her pussy as his hands caressed her buttocks.

“Yes.”

He slapped her ass again. He felt her cunt spasm. She gasped for breath.

“I’m going to pump you hard. Do you want me to fuck you like the bitch in heat that you are? Do you want to come all over my cock?” He felt her ridges begin to tighten. “That’s it, come, Carolyn. I’m going to come with you.”

Her body convulsed, and she screamed. It sounded vaguely like a howl. He pushed up into her and released his pent-up desires. He ejaculated and felt his cock throbbing inside her depths.

When her breathing calmed, she asked, “Are you all right?” The words were muffled by the bed.

He pulled out of her and collapsed by her side. “Me? I’m sure you’re going to be sore after that.”

She moved to a sitting position beside him. “I don’t think so. Jacob and Milo are about your size.” She looked at his cock.

“That’s not what I meant. I was pretty rough with you.”

“You’ve never fucked Milo. He’s pretty intense.”

“So you like having all of us?”

“I’m surprised about that myself, but yes, I do. The three of you seem to fill the emptiness in my heart. I feel whole when I’m with you. I feel wanted and needed on so many levels.”

I remember how that felt. Apparently she is the one for us. My heart knows it. My body knows it. I just have to convince my mind of it. I’m afraid of what will happen to her. I’m afraid of what will happen to me.
“I understand,” he said.

“Do you?” She looked at him strangely.

“It is how the wolf feels when he mates for life.”

“And you don’t feel that way about me, do you?” The sated expression faded, and sadness replaced it.

Yes, I do.
“I—”

“Don’t say it. I understand. That wasn’t what this was about.”

She seemed to be fighting back tears. He had to remain strong.

She scrambled over him and went into the bathroom. When she emerged, her face looked as if she’d just washed it and her eyes were red. “I’m going to make us something to eat. Call me if you need help to get into the kitchen.”

He felt like a heel.

Sven, Jacob, and Milo sat at the kitchen table. Jacob was feeling a small measure of pride as he watched Carolyn. Carolyn stood with her arms crossed over her chest. Her face expressed her displeasure.

“I don’t like it. He’s not well enough to go trudging through the woods,” Carolyn heatedly objected.

“I’m fine. It’s been a week. I need to get back to work,” Sven countered. The displeasure showing on his face rivaled Carolyn’s.

“What you need and what you are ready for are two different things,” she spit out angrily. “If he was going to walk down a paved street, I’d say okay, but he’s going to be walking through rough terrain. His ankle will give out. Come on, guys, don’t you see that?” She looked at Jacob and Milo expectantly.

The three men fidgeted in their seats. “Sven’s a grown man, Carolyn. He should know what’s best for him,” Jacob said.

“Yeah,” Milo agreed.

“You would think that would be the case.” She pinned each one of them with an accusing look. “But it’s not.”