The Dom Protects His Puma [Unchained Love 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

Stars and lights burst behind her eyelids. She could feel blasts of hot cum in her ass and cunt, then everything went black as her lungs frantically tried to drag more air into her body. And still she shivered and shook as the release rolled on and on.

Finally she sagged limply between the two men. “If it’s that good every time, I may die,” she groaned, surprised at how hoarse her voice sounded before remembering she been screaming a moment ago.

“I thought my dick was going to snap in half the way you grabbed me. But I didn’t care. What a way to go! Although I may need stitches for the holes you put in my shoulders,” said JB.

“It was pretty intense for me, too. You’d better lick those wounds to heal them,” said Omar.

“Can’t open my eyes. Too tired,” said Ramona, sinking between the two men, weaker than she could ever remember being.

Omar climbed off from her back and moved her, positioning her head on JB’s shoulder. Ramona just wanted to lie there and sleep, but obediently she licked the areas where her nails had dug into Javier. When she finally opened her eyes, she realized she’d likely bruised him as well as cut him. “Sorry,” she whispered, moving to his other shoulder to lick the grooves there, too.

“Not a problem. I wouldn’t have missed your first major orgasm for anything.”

Ramona heard Omar say something about showering, but she lay where she’d been put on the mattress. Later. She’d shower later. Maybe next week.

* * * *

Omar had told JB to shower first, and by the time he’d taken his own shower and returned to the bedroom, JB was sound asleep, tucked up next to Ramona. Omar had actually planned to change the sheets, but he guessed they could do that later. One thing couldn’t wait, however. After experiencing her very first anal sex twice in less than twelve hours, he knew she’d be sore unless he soothed her tissues. Omar rummaged through the nightstand. JB seemed to have most things, so he’d be sure to have soothing gel as well. Yes, he did. Omar took the tube, scooted in behind Ramona, lifted one of her legs over JB’s body, then carefully massaged the cool ointment into her entry and around the muscled opening.

After he put the gel away, he cuddled into Ramona’s back, placing his arm over her waist. He’d made love to his mate most thoroughly. They weren’t mated yet, but having done everything except biting each other, the deal was as good as signed. No panther, or puma, or other big cat would consider claiming her now. But Omar found he wasn’t as concerned by others wanting her as he was excited by the fact she was his. That was rather a turnaround. Before, he’d been terrified of losing her. Now he knew she would always be his. Even having to share her with JB wasn’t as big a deal to him anymore. The man was not only human but also a submissive. It would be Omar guiding and directing all their lives, making the way ahead straight for them, dealing with anything that would destroy their peace of mind. It would be him planning their pleasure. And that was exactly what he wanted, what he needed, what his soul craved and demanded. Which wasn’t to say that if there was an easy and suitable way to get rid of the human without upsetting Ramona too much he wouldn’t take it…But for now he could accept the arrangement. For now, she was his.

Mine.
He wrapped his arm tighter around her and relaxed. Maybe he’d take a nap, too.

Just for an hour anyway.

* * * *

It was closer to lunchtime than breakfast when they all sat down to the pancakes JB had cooked while Ramona had showered and Omar had changed the bed linens.

“You said you wanted to talk,” Omar reminded Ramona after they’d all taken a few mouthfuls of food.

She nodded, chewing and swallowing. “These are really yummy, Javier, thank you. Yes, I want us to talk seriously about our relationship, about how we’ll make it work. I’m happy to be your submissive in the house, Omar, but I intend to keep working and can’t see myself acting the way some of the people here do. Like being beaten until I bleed or kept chained to the bed or always being naked for my Master, stuff like that.”

Omar looked at JB and raised an eyebrow.

“I want to continue working as the builder here, and I want Ramona. Other than that”—he shrugged—“I’ll consider whatever you want.”

“So you’re happy for us to mate now? If the three of us mate?” asked Omar.

“As long as my two conditions are met, certainly.”

“Isn’t this a total backflip on your part, Omar? Two days ago you wouldn’t consider including JB in the ménage. And now you’re fine with it?” asked Ramona.

“I’m not exactly
fine with it
, but I’m a realist. And it does work. I guess I hadn’t thought the situation through carefully enough. As the Dom, I can accept you both as my subs, and I’m happy for you both to work, too, although I’ll be looking after you, Ramona, until the rogue panthers leave the area. I doubt they’d take you now, but I can’t be sure of that. My desire is to protect you, keep you safe, so I’ll be doing that always.”

“But you accept JB as an integral part of the arrangement?” Ramona pressed him for a fuller answer.

Omar dug deep in his heart and psyche to reassure them both. No, it wouldn’t break his heart if the human died tomorrow, and if he ever wanted to leave Omar would be pushing him out the door as fast as he could, but since she insisted on him being part of the deal and he was human, not a cat, and a sub after all…

“I would have much preferred to have you all to myself. But since this is the only way I can claim you, I’m content.
I’m
the Dom.
I
will be protecting you and planning all our lives.
I’ll
keep you safe and give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. You’re
mine
.

“JB, in the community, in your work, you’re your own man. But anything to do with our family, I make the decisions. I direct our lives. I tell you how you will receive pleasure. All right?”

“So if I tell you we need to extend this house for the three of us, you get to say yes or no, but I get to build it, right?”

“That’s easy. If you want to extend it, go right ahead. But yes. Your underlying concern is will I try to order your work, and the answer is no unless I think it may put Ramona in danger.”

“I would never let her be at risk,” JB said solemnly.

Omar nodded. He knew the human loved her. There was no question of that. “Then we will mate. As a threesome,” said Omar, feeling a little bubble of happiness rising in his chest.
At last. At last I will be claiming the woman I love.

“I don’t turn into a puma or a panther or anything, do I?”

Omar didn’t think JB sounded particularly worried. Maybe he wouldn’t mind being a cat. “It doesn’t work that way. You have to be born with the genes.”

“I’ll need to get some birth control pills though, just to be quite safe,” said Ramona.

Omar nodded. He was quite sure she was safe at the moment, otherwise he would never have permitted either of them to take her bareback. But pills were better. “So, we tell Sam we’re going to mate. Who do you have to tell, JB? Larry? Then we talk about a larger house and we talk about a true introduction to Dominance and submission.”

“I don’t need to tell anyone. I don’t have a Master because I’m not in a relationship right now. But I’ll talk to Larry. I’m already getting some modular housing for Tor, Gaynor, and Cameron. I think just adding an empty module to the side of my house would work fine for us. Then we can fit it up however we want.” Javier fidgeted on his chair a bit then blushed a little and said, “To stay here, to go on living here, you’ll need to be accepted by the community. I mean, I don’t expect it’ll be a problem, but it does have to be approved. If you’re going to live here, that is.”

“Yeah, I know. Gaynor told me about that. Psychological testing and stuff. I’m okay with sitting the tests. If I fail, we can live somewhere else, as soon as the rogue group is dealt with,” said Ramona.

“You won’t fail. Neither will I. I’ll go tell Larry we plan to join the community.” Omar was confident everything would be all right.

“What about your job?” asked JB.

Yeah, he’d been wondering about that. He couldn’t exactly say he planned to take over running the pack. Or could he? These two people were his family. No. No. He was the Dom. He couldn’t place burdens and worry on them. “At present I’m doing most of the business management and administration for the pack. If they decide to move on instead of staying here, I’ll get another job.”

“Do you think they’ll leave? I got the impression they were keen to stay here now. This place is absolutely ideal after all,” said Ramona.

Omar noticed JB watching him carefully. The answer was important to him as well.

“It makes good sense to stay. If we’re accepted. We can sell the farm and use the money to buy houses for the pack here. The farm is too small for us, even though we’re a small pack. Here there’s much more wild area for us to run in, and I reckon Larry would let us plant some crops if that’s what some of the people want to do.”

They talked around and around the ideas for a while longer while Ramona made them coffee and they ate the last of the pancakes. But Omar wasn’t worried. He knew it would all work out just as he’d planned it.

* * * *

When JB told Larry about planning to mate with Ramona and Omar, Larry just nodded. “I knew you’d never take Ramona from Omar. I knew that Dom would never give her up. But this way you get her and a Dom as well, so that should suit you. If they plan to stay, they’ll have to be approved by the community. Ramona will be a shoo-in. I’m not so sure about Omar. He’s very Dominant indeed. What will you do if he’s not accepted?”

“I’ll continue to work here, if you’re happy about that. We’ll find somewhere else to live.”

“Not a problem then. Now, to work. Some of the people are very keen to put a high electric fence around the property. This panther business has made them more security conscious. What do you think about that?”

“Around the entire property? That’s miles and miles of fencing. It’d cost a huge amount.”

“Forget about the cost. Is it doable?”

“I’d need to check the maps. We’ve cleared both sides of the existing fences so that would be okay, nothing to short them out or prevent the connections, but there might be trees to lop or remove so they don’t hit the wires in a storm. Things like that. I’d need to calculate what we need. It all has to be steel wire, and we’d need insulators, connectors, posts, other things, too. Polywire’s a lot cheaper, but sighter wire is a much more obvious deterrent. One row of sighter wire at eye level and the rest polywire might work and not be so expensive. For such a huge order there’d definitely be a bulk discount. Or even build a regular wire fence and just insert a row of polywire in it. I’ll have to think about it. How long do I have before you need me to get back to you on this?”

“Couple of days?”

“No worries. Can do.”

* * * *

One of the other male panthers, Oliver, had been assigned to accompany Ramona to work, driving her each way and waiting for her to reassure him there were no strangers on the movie set or staying near her if there were. At first Ramona hadn’t been pleased about this, but Omar had pointed out it was either that or him doing it, and she knew she’d never be able to concentrate on her job with his gaze boring a hole through her clothes all the time. Apart from that, Omar needed to be with the pack. The situation with their leader, Sam, was rather precarious right now, and Omar would be torn in two, wanting to protect her and enjoying being with her, while feeling guilty about neglecting the pack when they really needed him, too. It was much better for them all if he concentrated on sorting out the pack.

A definite advantage of having Oliver with her was that he was interested in the movie business and perfectly content to stand around holding cables or whatever was needed, as long as Ramona was nearby.

Ramona suspected Oliver was the fittest man she’d ever met. Nothing seemed to make him out of breath. Today he was with her, sitting behind a fake wall, while she operated an extra camera. Nicholas and Curtis would be doing the main filming, but they wanted a few extra shots from the side, which was what Ramona was to do. Basically it was even simpler than that. She’d film the entire sequence, and they’d just pick a few seconds out of it to add into what the main cameras were filming.

Nicholas was a wolf, although very few humans knew that, and Curtis was a Dom, and again that was kept fairly quiet. When Autumn had convinced her to go to a Carnal Connections BDSM event, Ramona had not only met and fallen in love with Javier, but she’d also seen Nicholas and Curtis there. Autumn had insisted on being introduced to them, and Ramona had sensed the three of them forming a connection. Although whether it was possible for a cat and a dog to develop a relationship together was an interesting question. Still, it was surprising how often Nicholas and Curtis seemed to be found at Carnal Connections these days, like when they set up the lights and filming as a defense against a rogue panther attack.“It was a pretty neat trick them filming the rogue panthers at Carnal Connections that night. Now they’ll be mighty easy to pick out of a lineup if they do break in or something,” Oliver said.