The Dom Protects His Puma [Unchained Love 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (5 page)

“Time for a shower. I hope you have a lot of hot water,” said Omar.

“Not a problem. If I haven’t got enough, I’ll just put in a bigger tank.”

“That’s one of the advantages of loving a builder,” said Ramona as they all got off the bed and moved into the bathroom.

* * * *

Omar likes to think he’s the big inscrutable, all-powerful Dom, but I know he’s hurting. He wants to come, too, and I wouldn’t mind coming again either, despite the orgasms I’ve already had. But likely I’d better save myself for the morning. I’d bet anything they’ll take me together. That’s the only true way to seal a three-way bargain, with three-way sex. So Omar will be in my pussy and Javier in my ass simultaneously tomorrow morning. Meanwhile, I think I need to practice blow jobs.

When they were in the shower together, Ramona kneeled at Omar’s feet and took his cock in her hand. The shower had done a fine job of wetting him, so she circled her hand around his shaft as she’d just learned and sucked him into her mouth, giving a good, long pull on him.

Omar’s cock had already been engorged, but she could feel the long vein throbbing in her hands and knew he was getting even bigger. She stopped to take another breath—
how do you breathe and suck at the same time?
—then sucked him hard a second time. Keeping her hand on him, she licked his balls as she’d been taught then played with his frenulum until he shivered.
I must be doing it right!

Even though she was kneeling, Ramona glanced up at Omar’s face. He was looking down at her, the slightest of smiles just lifting the corner of his mouth. She flicked her gaze over to JB, who was standing in the corner of the shower, his gaze fastened on her, his mouth open.
Oh yeah, I’m doing it right!

Ramona concentrated on Omar’s cock, practicing everything she’d just been taught. Then a hand grabbed her hair and moved her head in a set rhythm. She followed his lead, sucking him deep and hard, then blowing on his wet shaft, then licking his balls. Both Omar’s hands gripped her hair now, moving her in the manner that suited him best. He let go of her just as a jet of cum shot out of his cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She swallowed him down, surprised at how different he tasted from Javier. Javier was slightly salty, with the merest hint of spice, whereas Omar tasted quite earthy. She supposed she shouldn’t have been surprised. After all they were very different people, and Omar was a shape-shifter whereas JB was human. But still, it wasn’t something she’d ever thought of before.

Ramona stood up and kissed Omar, sharing his taste with him, only to have him grab her hard and kiss her deeply, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Then Javier stood behind her, rubbing her back and shoulders gently.
Oh wow. Being with two men has some awesome advantages!

* * * *

Omar couldn’t help being a Dom. It was what he was, inside and out. Even in his panther form he was an Alpha, a leader, a man who needed to be in charge of those around him, because he knew, without the least possibility of doubt, that his decisions would be the best ones for everyone, his family, his pack.

Right now their pack was splintered and divided, which may have been why the rogue panthers had targeted them. Well, that and because they had some full-blooded, unmated, female cat-shifters. As well as his puma, Ramona, there was Leticia, a panther, plus two cougar sisters who weren’t twenty-one yet, and Autumn, but she was only half-panther.

The fact that they had panthers, pumas, and cougars all in the one pack was telling in itself. It was the clearest indication ever that there weren’t very many big cats around. Not enough for a pack of each species to be viable, anyway.

As a pure-blood panther with pure-blood offspring, Leticia’s father, Sam, had become the Alpha of the pack when the previous Alpha, his older brother, George, had died six months ago. But Sam was so tied in knots with protecting his daughter he had no strength or will left to make good decisions for the pack. Omar was already doing most of the organization. It was only a matter of time before he was acknowledged as the new Alpha. In the old days he’d have had to fight Sam for the role. These days, hopefully, negotiation would be sufficient. Sam had to know he wasn’t a true leader. Omar itched to take the reins and pull the group together, unite them into a cohesive group, help them focus on more than just protecting their women. What the pack really needed to do was make solid plans for the future. Find a place to stay where they could be safe and protected in a community but also work regular jobs to support themselves.

Ramona was one of the few in the pack with a day job, and although it paid little more than minimum wage, the people at the boutique movie studio where she worked were very helpful and friendly, supporting their staff in everything they did from forming a basketball team to seeking safety in a BDSM community.

As a builder, likely JB could get work wherever they went. Or they could go somewhere else, leaving the human behind—if Ramona would agreed to do that. But Omar was beginning to think staying here at Carnal Connections would be a much smarter decision for his pack to make. It was inevitable he’d mate with Ramona. And he was coming to accept he’d have to take on JB as well. For a while at least. Then likely he could find a way to get rid of the human. Fortunately, the man was a true submissive. Omar would still prefer to have Ramona all to himself, and he’d be pushing one hundred percent for that result, but she seemed to care about JB, and Omar didn’t want to hurt her. If JB wouldn’t leave them, he guessed he could stand having an extra sub—for now.

From the point of view of the pack, though, Omar was also thinking staying here would be good. This community had a lot of uncultivated land where a cat could run free. They also had a few stupid wolves, but he could cope with them. He’d soon let them know how inferior they were to cats. And to be surrounded by other practitioners of BDSM would be the icing on top of the cake. Carnal Connections had some kind of tests for people’s suitability to join, but that didn’t worry him. He and Ramona would ace any such test, and so would most, if not all, the cats. Besides, the test was pretty damn simple if the part he’d played in the wolf Tor’s test was anything to go by.

The first step was to have both JB and Ramona acknowledge him as their Dom. He’d soon find a way to get rid of the useless human when the time was right. Then, with his family sorted out, he’d get Sam to release the leadership of the pack to him. After that, it was just a matter of joining the community at Carnal Connections. Piece of cake. Easy as one, two, three. He was sure of it!

Ramona woke to the feel of hands stroking her sides and back and fingers teasing all around the rim of her anus. “Mmm. Nice. I could get used to waking up like this.”

“Good. I like to know my sub is always ready for her Master.”

Ramona opened her eyes a bit wider. “Hmm, well we’d better have a bit of a talk about that. We need to put a few ground rules in place before I promise anything to anyone.”

“We can talk over breakfast. Right now it’s time to fuck. JB and I are only halfway through the set program.”

“Halfway? My count makes it two-thirds. You’ve both had blow jobs as well, remember.”

“That’s true, but you haven’t. I’m going to suck you off while JB works his way into your ass. Once he’s inside you, I’ll fuck your cunt,” said Omar.

Suddenly cream was dripping onto her thighs. She’d never been sucked off before. Well, she’d never been fucked before last night, either. It’d always been just her and her fingers, although she’d been kissed and had her breasts touched by a few boyfriends over the years. But the knowledge she wanted to mate the right person had kept her from engaging in casual sex, unlike so many of her friends. Well, that had paid off, too. One friend had believed her boyfriend when he told her she couldn’t get pregnant if they had sex standing up. Nine months later she’d given birth to a kid who disproved that theory!

Omar lay on his back with his head in the middle of the bed. “Climb on top, Ramona, with your cunt level with my mouth,” he ordered.

Shivering with excitement, Ramona scrambled across his body and settled herself over him. Unfortunately his cock was almost out of her reach, as he pulled her cunt tight over his face and he was quite a bit taller than her. She felt JB move up behind her, settling on the bed behind Omar’s head, where he could reach her ass easily.

It was going to happen. They were both going to take her together. She’d be sandwiched between the two men she loved unreservedly. Her big, bossy black panther and her sweet, loving, gentle builder.

Ramona was still sorting out the various sensations around her as Omar’s tongue flicked over her clit. It was hot, wet, and just the slightest bit rough. Was that due to the way he licked her? Or was it because he was a panther? Did they have rougher tongues? She needed to know if it was just a technique she could learn. If she was going to be sucking two men regularly, she’d need all the skills she could learn and every trick in the book as well.

Omar’s tongue pushed the little hood of her clit up and flicked around the sensitive skin there. Wow, that was an amazing feeling. Would putting the tip of her tongue in the slit in the men’s cocks feel similar? She must try that next time. She’d get a foretaste of their essence doing that, too.
I wonder what I taste like. Am I salty like JB or earthy like Omar? Or do I taste quite different? Is there a puma taste perhaps?

Now he was pulling the hot, sensitive flesh into his mouth.
Ah, yes, that will be like when I sucked him.
Next Omar nibbled along her labia. Light nips, not bites, not really hurting her at all but a less gentle sort of sensation that was a wonderful counterpoint to the previous sucking.
Now, there’s a thought. I wonder if I could nibble up and down the side of a cock? There’s loose skin there, so if I bit it gently it shouldn’t hurt, but maybe it would arouse. I must try that next time as well. Hmm. Maybe I need to write a list of things to remember.

Ramona was distracted by what Javier was doing to her ass. At first, he’d been stroking all around the rim with oil to loosen her entry. Then he’d begun slipping a finger inside her, and now a second finger had penetrated her ass and he was stroking along her walls. It was an amazing feeling, highly carnal, and beginning to drive her desire higher and higher. It left her unfulfilled. It felt so good but made her crave more, deeper, harder.
Likely exactly what he’s aiming at.

Omar bit her clit and Ramona screamed, shattering into a million pieces, her cunt clenching hard on nothing, as she wanted a cock, needed a cock, craved a cock deep inside her.

Omar picked her up, turned her around, and slammed his penis deep inside her. Ah. That was better. Her pussy continued to ripple and quake, but now there was something inside it to hold on to. A nice, hard cock filling her, stretching her walls, completing her. Behind her she felt two hands hold her ass cheeks apart. Ah, Javier. He’d moved around to the new position, too. His thick cock pressed at her rear entry and then slid past the tight ring of muscles and deep inside her. He was very slippery so must have been coated with lube. Or maybe they were wearing lubricated condoms. No wait, Omar hadn’t been wearing a condom, she was sure. His cock hadn’t been far from her eyes, and she was sure he was bare. Or was he? Her brain was so scrambled with two men inside her. That’s what she needed to concentrate on. The two huge cocks spreading her as wide as her tissues would stretch. Her sensitive walls grabbed and held them both tight. She did feel pulled wide, expanded, filled to capacity and beyond. Widened to the limits of elasticity. But it was a good feeling. She was possessed yet cherished. Filled with love. Luckier than any other woman alive to have two men at once.

Ramona thought Omar was orchestrating her pleasure by giving signals to JB about what to do next. Part of her wanted to lift her head and watch, to see how they were working together. But the rest of her was too consumed by pleasure. There were two cocks sliding in and out of her in unison, leaving her stretched beyond belief one minute and desolate from emptiness the next.

She comforted herself with the thought that Omar was sharing her. He was abiding by the game plan. She let herself dissolve into a puddle of pure hedonistic pleasure as the men fucked her fore and aft, slowly, then faster, shallowly, then deeper. Hands touched her shoulders, the sides of her breasts, her ass, her thighs. Always somewhere different, always arousing her higher and higher, bringing her closer and closer to her second orgasm this morning.

Now Omar gripped her hips hard, and the two men slammed into her together, deeper and harder than before, in a fierce, possessive, demanding rhythm. Their bodies were slicked with sweat, even her head felt sweaty, but she couldn’t care, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything except grip on to Javier’s shoulders as the whole bed rocked to a drumbeat that pounded through her brain, her body, her soul.

It was too much. Too powerful, too demanding, too—

The orgasm slammed through her body, seeming to light every nerve into a blazing fire. Her fingernails dug into Javier, her toes curled back on her feet. Every muscle tensed, and the climax roared through her like an express train, smashing its way from her belly, out to her arms and legs, up her spine, and out the top of her head. Ramona screamed and screamed as her muscles gripped on to both cocks, her body shaking so hard she wondered if something would break.