The Dom Claims His Cougar [Unchained Love 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (3 page)

Ezra braced himself with his legs and feet in a good position, held her hips tightly, and began driving in and out of her, using his calf muscles to rise up on the balls of his feet and get more power, twisting his hips to make her give that tiny pleased hiss again and again and again.

Soon he had a good rhythm going and Verity was moaning now as his cock penetrated her with a steady beat. He used his knees as well, trying to give her that extra little bit of length to send her spiraling into pleasure.

It was weird, fucking her upside down like this, but the familiar feel of her skin against his, the well-known scent of her arousal, and her happy little moans told him she was totally on board with the experience.

Noah was kneeling behind Verity, a tube of lube in his hands. While Ezra was still concentrating on driving deep into Verity, aiming to send her screaming over the cliff of her climax, he welcomed the extra stimulation Noah was providing by teasing her around her anus. Verity would be thinking about Noah fucking her there, wondering when he’d penetrate her. The added anticipation would help her orgasm to be even more powerful.

Verity was almost whimpering now, the very soft noises she’d been making much more pronounced. Ezra knew this meant she was getting closer to coming. Now would be the perfect time to slam his cock into her cervix. But could he reach it? He was sure as hell aroused, ready to come himself. Likely there was some perfect angle he ought to be on to achieve Noah’s command, but algebra had never been his favorite subject in school, and besides, his brain was way too fried with the need to come to worry about math right now.

Ezra gripped her hips firmly, withdrew his cock until only the head was still inside her, rose right up onto his toes, and slammed his dick as deep as he could, using all his leg muscles as well as his hips.

His cockhead nudged the lip of her cervix, and Verity screamed and shattered around him, her cunt gripping him so hard he thought his dick might snap in half. Instead his orgasm roared through him as his seed poured out of his dick over and over again. He continued pumping his hips, turning them slightly each time to give her extra pleasure. The way she gripped him sure pleasured him, and he wanted her to feel the same joy that filled him.

Noah stood and unchained her ankles then Ezra withdrew from her and the two men tipped her right-side up, Ezra holding her tightly, knowing she’d be a little dizzy after being upside down for so long. While they stood there, Noah fitted his cock to her anus then drove in. Verity shivered and Ezra continued to support her, not having been told to do anything else.

Soon she was moaning again, and Noah’s fingers began twisting and pinching her nipples. Ezra moved back a fraction to give Noah room and Noah nodded.

“Verity, spread your legs wide. Ezra, kneel down and watch her cunt. Watch her come for me. You can fist yourself as you watch.”

Up until that moment Ezra had been completely satisfied, fulfilled. But as soon as Noah said the words his dick hardened and lengthened and Ezra knew he wanted to come again. He kneeled with his face near her cunt, his knees apart, and fisted his cock. It was still damp from her essence and smelled of her. Scenting her cream on him aroused him even further and his dick leaped in his hand, throbbing with need.

Noah stopped playing with her nipples and held her cunt wide. Ezra stared in delight. It was deep red inside, slick with her juices and already quivering a tiny bit. She was going to come a second time and come hard. And so was he. His dick was throbbing steadily, the head wet with his own pre-cum now, and he had to stop himself from drooling as he watched her cunt begin to quiver in earnest. Then it was rippling in waves, her cream dripping down the insides of her thighs, and his cock was burning with the need to come.

Noah was a true Dom and always knew such things. Just when Ezra realized he couldn’t hold back much longer Noah ordered, “Shoot your load on her breasts.” Staggering to his feet, Ezra did, watching his white seed splatter across those perfect round globes and over her berry-brown nipples.

Noah had been pounding hard into her ass. Now he held her so tight Ezra could see how white his knuckles were and knew Noah was coming, too.

The sex had been wonderful. Once again Noah had devised some great scenes for them to do. The only problem was now they all had to go back to their own beds alone. Verity had a tiny room in the main house here at Carnal Connections. He and Noah each had an apartment in the city.
Fuck!
He couldn’t wait until they would all be together in the one bed to cuddle and snuggle and maybe fuck again all night.

Verity punched her pillow and rolled over for the two millionth time. She should be the happiest woman on earth. She’d just been fucked blind by the two men she loved so much it hurt, she had a pack who cared for her under the leadership of a wise Alpha, and she lived in an awesome community that practiced the BDSM lifestyle she had discovered was necessary to her happiness.

But…

Yeah, but.

But she didn’t know what was being done about Leticia’s stupid father. He was already in jail, so how could they punish him more than that? If he had a cell phone he could continue to harass them forever. They’d never be truly safe from him while he could hack into their lives anytime he pleased.

Then there was Drew and Charlie. They’d been seen hanging around the parking lot at DNK Technology. Mr. Thomas might think they were after company secrets, but she was willing to bet they were after her and Serena, not inside information from the technology company. How could she ever be free and happy and do as she pleased if she was always going to need to be protected against a potential attack from them?

And three, everything was moving too fast and it felt out of control. Everyone just assumed she wanted to live in a room in the main house opposite Serena. She and her twin were very close, that was true. Their father had been living in the Middle East for the past few years, teaching English at a university, so they relied on each other a lot, but in the last few days she’d realized that she wanted more than just a room with her men.

She was not just a carbon copy of her twin, and besides, Pete and Josh, Serena’s mates, were panthers, so their lives and links were here at Carnal Connections. Ezra and Noah were humans and had jobs and lives and friends outside the community as well as inside it. Verity wanted a house, an apartment, a home where they could invite their human friends over and she could cook for them, throw small, private parties, do things as a family alone. Not just use the communal rooms here but be a real nuclear family in private. That’s what she wanted. She needed some private time, some personal space with her men, and a life outside a bedroom. She wanted more than a room, and the men were railroading her into their dream without considering her wishes. No one had even asked her if she wanted a kitchen. They’d just assumed she didn’t. They hadn’t asked her if she wanted a living room for guests. They hadn’t…Basically, apart from telling her they loved her and asking her to mate with them, they hadn’t asked her anything at all about her personal wishes and ideals. Well, fuck them. She was going to have to straighten them out and tell them to shape up and start considering her.

But they’ve worked so hard planning the perfect mating for us.

Tough.
They’d just have to postpone the mating until a few more general issues were sorted out.

Verity sat up in her bed, crossed her legs, and rested her elbows on her knees and her chin on one hand. Noah would feel that she was attacking his position as Dom if she complained about what was happening and refused to just mate him as he was planning. To question his authority was to attack his leadership, and he was a good Dom, kind, thoughtful, and considerate. A man who gave her wonderful orgasms every time. But life was about more than orgasms and about more than just doing as he said blindly. While she wasn’t going to act as dramatically as her sister had, she still had to communicate to both the men that she needed to be asked about her life. In the dungeon, sure, she’d do as he wanted. She trusted him completely. She trusted Noah in the world outside the dungeon, too, but he had to learn to find out her wishes and not just assume she’d blindly live the life he chose for her.

Were the men just planning to continue seeing their friends in town and leaving her home alone at Carnal Connections as they did now? Were they, in effect, going to continue to act as bachelors out in the world while she stayed in the shadows as the meek little wife? Fuck that for a plan. If they mated, she mated them as a person of equal status needing equal attention, and her wishes were equal to theirs.

Verity reached out to the nightstand and grabbed her cell phone.

Meet me 2mo @ 1 @ the Wooden Spoon We need 2 talk
, she tapped out.

“No, better to not forewarn them,” she said to herself. She deleted
We need 2 talk
then sent the message.

“Done.”

* * * *

Noah was pleased with the way all his plans were falling into place for his marriage with Ezra and Verity. Actually, it was a mating. Ménage marriages weren’t legally recognized in Ohio yet, as far as he knew.

Dungeon booked and scene planned? Check. Their room in the main building painted and furnished? Check. Mating celebration in the barn planned? Check. Food ordered? Check. BDSM scenes and other entertainment arranged? Check. Romantic element included? Check. Outdoor sex scene organized? Close. Not quite finalized, but he’d eventually figured out how to do it without freezing his balls off. So almost there. The date was only two weeks ahead and things were moving along really well.

He was intrigued that Verity wanted them to have lunch together, but Noah supposed that he’d been a bit too focused on the mating arrangements instead of considering the needs of his partners for some premarriage romance.
Must remember romance. She’s Serena’s twin, and remember how that went when Pete and Josh forgot to tell her how much they loved her?

Noah pulled out his phone and tapped out a reminder to himself.
Buy pink flowers.

But what about Ezra? He’s an equal partner here, too, and I hardly think that pink flowers are what he wants.

Noah picked up a pen off his desk and twisted it around and around his fingers, weaving it between them back and forth from thumb to baby finger and back again. No inspiration came to him.

What would I like as a small gift telling me someone cared?

Noah sat there for a long time staring blindly at his fingers twisting the pen, at his desk and the work he should have been doing, and at his phone. An app! An app Ezra would like! Relieved at coming to a decision, he tapped a reminder into his cell phone then bent his head again to the zoning application he was supposed to be reading. As a town planner, Noah found a lot of his time was taken up by people trying to find a way around rules which had been set in place for a purpose. Which wasn’t to say all the rules were good, but many of them had been deliberately devised for the safety and well-being of the community.

Sighing, he glanced at the clock on his phone. Another hour and he’d be able to leave for lunch with his mates. Well, his almost mates.

* * * *

Noah hurried into the restaurant, the Wooden Spoon, relieved that he’d arrived first and could choose the table. He asked for one right at the rear of the restaurant then sat with his back to the wall so he could watch the entry for Verity’s and Ezra’s arrivals.

He ordered a pot of coffee and three cups, and by then Ezra was already walking through the door. Ezra nodded to Noah and made his way across the room. “I should have guessed you’d sit there. You always like to make us walk as far as possible. Like the time you parked in the back row of the parking lot at the gym.”

“Why go to the gym if you’re going to park close to the door? The whole point is to get some exercise,” replied Noah, grinning. It was an old argument, one they brought out as a conversational gambit quite regularly.

The coffee had been served and they’d each drunk their first cup before Verity arrived. She wasn’t smiling and Noah thought she looked…not worried exactly, but maybe tense or on edge.

“What’s gone wrong?” he asked as soon as she reached the table.

“Nothing.”

She sat down and poured herself a cup and sipped it without adding cream or sugar. Now that was a bad sign. Either she was suddenly on a diet or else she was so tense she didn’t even realize she was drinking black coffee. Had some man at her work told her that her ass looked fat? Noah thought her ass was absolutely perfect, but it seemed to him that women were always worrying about whether or not their ass was too big.

The server arrived at their table and took their orders. He and Ezra had discussed the menu and already made their choices. Verity didn’t even look at the folder she was handed. “Chicken salad, please.”

Okay, something really was wrong. Verity usually made careful menu choices, often talking to the waitstaff at length about the ingredients used in various dishes. Of course, they’d eaten here several times before, but still, it wasn’t like her to order without even looking at the menu.
Hmm.
He may have a problem.

Noah stared at Verity as closely as possible without making it obvious he was checking her out. Her reddish-brown hair in its cute bob cut was shiny and neat. Her hazel eyes were downcast though, and he hadn’t noticed her usual vivacious sparkle in them. Was her face a tiny bit paler than normal? Yes, it was, and there was the beginning of a shadow under her eyes, which implied she hadn’t slept well last night. After the huge orgasms she’d had, she should have gone straight to sleep.