The Claiming of Sasha [Panther Cove 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (20 page)

“You know I’d like nothing more, but isn’t that what we’ve been trying to do for the last two weeks?”

“Yes, but I wasn’t thinking right. What if we live in Delight and remain consultants until everything is in place.”

Danny slapped the dashboard. “Holy fuck. I hadn’t thought of paying someone.”

They didn’t have a lot of money, but it would be worth spending what they had if it meant he could be free in Delight.

“We’d have to insist that Chuck and Sam learn the trade, as they would have to pull their weight, but I bet it wouldn’t take long to train them.”

“How do you know they’re willing?”

Sam didn’t seem convinced either one of them was serious about leaving. “We’ll give them a date when we’ll be leaving.”

Danny leaned back in the seat, and Trace put the car in gear.

“You know Chuck’s degree is in history, but he’s a bright guy. He could take a few accounting classes and do the books. I could stay long enough to set him up.”

Trace’s heart hammered in his chest at the possibilities. “We’d have to pay someone to do the maintenance since we can’t expect him to do two jobs.”

“True. You’ve said many times that Sam is great with buying horses. Hell, if he interned with the vet, I bet he could learn how to breed them.”

Trace drove down the drive and took the access road back to their place. “The only downside is time. It might take months for them to get up to speed.” He glanced over at Danny. “I’ll stay here, and you go to Delight.”

Danny shook his head. “As much as that appeals to me, we are a team. Sasha wouldn’t be happy with just me there. It’s all or none.”

He blew out a breath. “I say we line up some workers on a contingency basis and then approach the family.”

“You know me. I love a good plan.”

* * * *

Getting a team to do the repairs had been the hardest chore. After looking into accounting classes, Danny finally suggested that he just grab Chuck by the collar, sit him down, and teach him everything he needed to know about the books. Trace decided the best way to learn how to breed and break horses was to do it. He agreed to go with Sam to pick out the horses, and Sam reluctantly agreed to learn from Trace.

After an exhausting month, Danny and he relaxed on the sofa drinking a beer. They’d made it a point to talk to Sasha twice a week, but he’d only be satisfied if he had her in his arms.

“What do you think?” he asked.

“You mean, are they ready?”

“Yeah.”

Danny swigged his beer. “They won’t really be ready until we leave and they know it’s up to them.”

“They didn’t take charge when we left the first time, but then again, Sam and Chuck knew we would be back.” He slapped his thighs. “Maybe we should go tell our folks that it’s time.”

Danny looked up at the ceiling and groaned. “Finally.”

He had to smile at Danny’s exaggerated eye roll. Since their parents rarely left the house, they headed on over. Given the busy day Sam and Chuck had, Trace doubted either one would be out partying.

It was after dinner, so they drove over. They knocked on the front door and went in. “Hello?”

His mother came out of the kitchen with her apron still on. “Boys! What a surprise. I just finished the dinner dishes, but I have some leftovers if you want any.”

Boys?
“No, Mom. We’re good. We want to talk to you and Dad.”

She took off her apron. “Sure. Dad’s in the den.”

Danny and he decided to leave Sam and Chuck out of the conversation for now. They followed her to the den, but he could tell from the way her shoulders were a little stooped that she knew what they were going to say.

“Dad, Trace and Danny are here.”

He put down his pipe and looked up. “Huh?” He picked up the remote and hit the mute button. “You here for some of your mom’s leftovers?”

“No,” Trace said.

Mom sat next to Dad on the couch while Danny and he took the chairs across from them. Now that he was going to break the news to them about leaving, the words wouldn’t form.

“What is it, dear? Is the colt sick?”

That got his tongue working again. “No. We wanted to let you know that we could never repay you for taking Danny and me in all those years ago.”

Their mom waved a hand. “Repay us? We’re the ones who should repay you. There is nothing like having children to bring joy into our lives.” She looked at Dad. “Isn’t that right, Joe?”

“Yes.” Their father never was one for words.

“We are ready to move to North Carolina.”

She smiled. “I am so glad.”

He expected tears. “You are?”

She looked from Danny to him. “I want you to be happy. Ever since you both returned, you’ve been miserable. A mother can tell. Sasha must be one special lady.”

“She is.” Danny grinned. “Besides, we’ll be helping with national security.”

To save their folks from having The Sword ever find them, Danny and he had decided not to tell them much other than to say there were other shifters in Delight.

“That’s wonderful, dears. I know how much you always wanted to serve your country.”

Trace leaned forward. “We will be in contact daily, so you have nothing to worry about. We’ll be Skyping with Chuck and Sam to make sure nothing goes wrong, and Dr. Harrison will come weekly to check out the stock.”

“That’s so nice of him.”

He was paying the man, but there was no need to let his parents know. He wished he could clone himself and be in two places at once, but some realities couldn’t be changed.

His mom’s bottom lip trembled. “I hope you’ll be happy.”

Danny leaned forward. “Mom. Trust me when I say Trace is a real happy guy when he’s in North Carolina.”

She looked at him. “You are?”

He didn’t know if he should be offended that she thought him being happy was impossible. “Yes, but I’ll miss you two a lot. We’ll come back to visit as often as we can.”

She sniffled. “When are you leaving?”

“We’re going to drive, so as soon as we pack, we’ll be gone. We thought maybe Chuck and Sam might like to rent our house.” They could sell it, but who would really want to live on their parents’ ranch?

Dad smiled. “I know I’d like that. Hell, I might even chip in for the rent.”

They all laughed. This move just might work.

Sasha couldn’t believe Danny and Trace were finally on their way from Texas. As soon as she’d gotten their call, she headed straight to Tanya’s store, knowing a new supply of lingerie was a must. When she’d gone the last time, Tanya had sidetracked her when she insisted Sasha create this playroom. Now she couldn’t wait to try out the swing.

They said they’d be pulling up at six sharp. She’d put on a dress that was better suited for summer than winter, but she knew Trace would love the push-up bra Tanya had talked her into buying, and Danny would be thrilled with her tiny thong. The fact the dress barely came below her ass would excite both men.

She stood at the window waiting for their arrival. “Where are you?”

A bottle of Pinot Noir and three glasses sat on her table. She’d made snacks in case they were starving, but she kind of hoped they’d stopped and had gotten something to eat.

A blue pickup truck pulled into her drive. At first she thought it might be a friend until Danny leaned out the open window and waved. Her heart raced, and her pussy cramped. How stupid could she be? Of course they’d be driving their own vehicle from Texas. Her men would be tired from the trip, but she hoped they’d saved enough energy to make love to her first.

If there hadn’t been a light layer of snow on the ground, she would have run out in her bare feet. As soon as they stepped out of the truck, Trace stretched. He looked like the trip had been hard on his body. Poor baby. She wanted to soothe his aches and pains, but she realized that sometimes Trace had other ideas about what she did and didn’t get to do.

She moved to the front door and peered through the peephole. As soon as they got near the door, she pulled it open. The cold air didn’t even register, just the fact that her men were there. “I can’t believe you’re finally here.”

“I drove as fast as I could, sugar.”

They hustled in. Trace lifted her up and squeezed her tight. “I can’t tell you how much I’ve been dreaming about holding you in my arms.”

He kissed her so fast she didn’t have a chance to tell him how much she’d missed him, too.

“Put her down, Trace. I need to get my hugs in.”

They broke the kiss and laughed. Trace set her down. She stepped closer to Danny, but he held her at arm’s length before she could give him a hug.

He whistled and sized her up. “Have you gotten prettier since we left?
Oooeee
. You sure are hot, darlin’. If you lived in Texas, the whole state would have to be on fire alert.”

From behind, Trace wrapped his arms around her. “Looks like you’re ready for us.” He lifted up her dress a few inches, and from the added air, he was looking at her purple panties. “My, oh, my. I think those are new. My cock is so hard I don’t think any amount of sucking can get it down.”

He must know the line he was tossing her. She turned her head back. “I hope you’re going to let me try.”

“Right after I pack your ass full of my cock.”

That was her dream. Having sex with two men would be so wonderful. “Well, I have something I think might help out in that department.”

Trace stepped in front. “Yeah?”

Danny nudged his brother aside. “I never did get to have a proper welcome.” He lifted her up in his arms and kissed her hard and quick before softening his lips. “You sure do taste sweet. Now where is that
something
you want to show us?”

“You two don’t want to rest first?”
Please say no.

“We didn’t come all this way, sugar, to rest. We came to be with you. Forever.”

The word
forever
speared her heart. “Well, then. Go down the hallway and take the first door on the right past the bedroom.”

Danny cocked a brow. “What’s in there?”

She loved that she’d thrown him off kilter a little. “Just carry me there, and I’ll show you.”

She’d hired a carpenter to install the sling to the ceiling even though it was meant to go in a doorway. This was going to be their room, and she didn’t need any guests wandering in.

“Right through that door, Danny.”

All three piled in, and he abruptly stopped. Trace almost bumped into them. “Holy fuck, darlin’. Just looking at this room makes me want to come.”

Trace stepped around them and said nothing as he fingered the swing. On the side table she’d placed all the toys he’d purchased along with a few others that Tanya had insisted she buy. The flogger was the most interesting item, though the spanking bench might be Trace’s favorite. She also purchased three types of lube, but no condoms.

From their phone conversations, they were going to stay forever, so the sooner she got pregnant, the happier she’d be. She’d stopped her birth control and couldn’t wait carry their child. If she had a little boy, it would be fun to see what he shifted into. Maybe she’d have twins. One would be a panther and the other a tiger. The combination would be so cool.

Trace faced her. “Sugar, this is amazing. You did this for me?”

Danny set her down. She strutted over to him and dragged a finger down his cheek. “No, I did it for me.”

He laughed. “That’s why I love you. You are strong and vulnerable at the same time.”

Danny came up behind her. “Personally, I don’t need any toys to get aroused around you, but if you want me to pinch your nipples, lick you clean, or pound your pussy hard, then I’m your man.”

She so did love these men.

Trace lowered his gaze and strode to within an inch of her. His heat beat against her chest. “Sugar, I know we’ve been apart, but that doesn’t mean you can sass us.” He cupped her chin a little too hard. “Clearly, you need to learn some obedience.”

He let go, and just imagining what they could do to her had her pussy dripping. “I think I need a spanking.” She cast her gaze downward to show some respect and hurried over to her new spanking bench that she’d yet to test.

Tanya had suggested the flogger, but Sasha had no idea the level of wonderful pain it could deliver. How bad could it be?

Danny pressed her chest against the upright pad then adjusted the top so that it fit under her belly. “We need to get you naked, darlin’. Then I’ll let Trace take care of your sweet ass while my fingers go wild in your pussy.”

Could this get any hotter or what? He lifted her to a stand and unzipped her dress. He only had to nudge the sleeves an inch, and the dress pooled at her feet.

He whistled. “I think you’re more seductive now than when we saw you last.”

From all the worry, she’d lost weight. Personally, she liked a little more meat on her bones. She looked better with a fuller ass and bigger tits. Now that her men were here, she’d be eating better and hopefully gaining weight. Trace, especially, looked like he hadn’t eaten in a month and could use a good meal. She sure would have fun filling him out.