Howling at the Moon [The Mystic Museum] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (4 page)

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Carolyn jumped when she heard the door to Milo’s room hit the hall wall. “What the fuck is the matter with you this morning, Sven?” Milo stood in the doorway of his room scratching his balls. “Where the hell did he go?”

“He went to Bear Basin,” Jacob said as he got out of bed.

Milo strolled across the hall. “Now that’s a nice sight first thing in the morning.” He was fondling his crotch.

Carolyn’s sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes. Jacob and Milo stood in the doorway. Jacob was naked, and Milo wore only blue bikini briefs.

“It sure is,” Jacob agreed.

Carolyn blushed. She realized she was naked. She pulled the sheet to cover her breasts. These men must think she had no morals. “Oh my,” she said.

“She sounds embarrassed,” Milo said, but he did not avert his gaze.

“She probably is,” Jacob whispered.

“Why?” Milo asked, his eyes never leaving her.

“I don’t know. Why don’t you ask her? I’m going to make breakfast.”

Jacob left the room, leaving her alone with Milo. She looked around the room. Her clothes were scattered everywhere. She blushed crimson thinking about how she’d felt last night.

“You’re blushing. Why?”

“I’m embarrassed.”

“For what?” Milo left the doorway and entered the room.

“I’m naked in a strange room with a man in his underpants. A man I only met yesterday.” She looked into his green eyes. “I don’t know you. I’ve never done anything like this in my life.”

“Never done anything like what?” He moved closer to the bed.

She scooted to the headboard, dragging the sheet with her. She closed her eyes and swallowed.

“Are you afraid of me?” He sounded concerned.

“No, I wish I were. I’d be able to understand that.” She opened her eyes. He stood at the side of the bed. The bikini briefs were tented with his erection. She could see it pulsing through the fabric.

“What haven’t you done before?” he repeated. His voice was slightly teasing, coaxing her to relax.

She wasn’t proud of it, but she wasn’t going to lie about it. “I fucked a total stranger…not once but twice.”

Milo glanced at the door. “Lucky bastard.”

She had to laugh. “You don’t think I’m a bad person because I did that?”

“Hell no, Jacob’s my friend. It couldn’t happen to a nicer guy, unless that guy is me. I would really like it to happen to me.” His puppy dog eyes settled on her.

“Are you asking me to make love with you?” Her eyes moved to his crotch and were riveted to the bulge in front of her. Her body began to react to that thought.

“If that’s what it takes to get my cock inside of you I am.” His words sounded beseeching.

She licked her lips, an unconscious movement. She was wondering what he would feel like inside her.

He groaned. “Oh, baby, you don’t know what that does to me.”

“What did I do?”

“Your tongue.”

She touched her moist lips. “Oh.”

“I want that on my cock.”

She’d never felt like this before. Sex was always nice, but she’d never really let herself go. She’d never given herself over to her fantasies. She always controlled herself, afraid of what would happen. She’d let go yesterday, and nothing bad had happened. Only good had come of it. Maybe these guys were just what she needed. Maybe they could fill the lonely hole in her heart. They didn’t seem to be judging her. She felt emboldened by his words. Maybe she would let herself go today, too. She smiled. “You want your cock in my mouth?” She looked up into those green eyes.

“You got that right.”

“Then take it out and let me look at it.” He slipped the band of his underwear over his cock and held it down. His cock sprang free. He lifted his balls over the elastic band. “Take them off,” she said.

“With pleasure.” He dropped his underwear to the floor and stepped out of them.

His hand cupped his balls. “It looks good enough to eat,” she said. He groaned, and his cock jerked. “I haven’t had breakfast yet, and I’m hungry. This will make a good appetizer.” She dropped the sheet from her chest and wrapped her hand around his cock. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth. His skin was soft. He was so hard she could feel the bulging veins with her tongue.

He sucked in a breath. “Oh God, that feels good. Suck me, baby. I’ve wanted you since last night.” He put his hands on the back of her head and pumped her mouth. “I want you so bad.”

She pushed on his hips to slow him down.

“I’m sorry. I got carried away,” he apologized.

She looked up into his stormy, desire-crazed eyes. “I said I wanted an appetizer. So fuck my mouth and come. I think you need a stress reducer.”

“Fuck yeah, but I’m gonna take care of you good later.”

Just thinking about that made her hot. She moaned and put his cock back in her mouth. Her lips wrapped around his arousal. He pumped, and she sucked. Her breath became erratic with the rhythm. It felt so good. When he squirted his load down her throat, she swallowed and sucked greedily for more.

Milo grunted. “Fuck yeah,” he said as he came.

“That’s a very nice sight,” Jacob said from the door. “I’d like to get some of that, too, but first we’ll eat.”

Carolyn’s cheeks turned rosy. She’d just sucked a man off while another had watched. He was naked. His erection told her that he’d enjoyed it. She wanted that erection in her mouth, too.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Carolyn. This is what we need. All of us.”

Milo reached for her hand. He tugged on it so she would get out of bed. She used his hand for support and pulled herself up. He held her hand and guided her across the room. She tried to bend to pick up her clothing. “Leave them. You won’t need them,” he said.

“I what?” She was a little confused.

“You won’t need them,” Jacob agreed. His eyes drifted over her body.

“But we’re going to have breakfast.”

“Yes we are, and after we have breakfast we’re going to have you.”

Sven slowed his pace. He’d reached Bear Basin. He needed to keep his eyes open. A hiker had reported seeing steel traps. Traps were dangerous for animals and for people. He had a good idea who had set them. It had to be the renegade shifters. They always seemed to elude him. They nearly killed him the day Jacob had come to his aid.

He wasn’t a ranger of this district then. He’d been searching for the renegades. He had a score to settle with them. He wasn’t able to save his mate from a cruel death at their hands. She’d refused to accept their advances. She was his. She would give herself to no other. She’d been alone when the two of them attacked her. She fought them. She’d inflicted very little damage on them, and they’d easily overpowered her. He found her mutilated dying body. He would never forget the scent of the male shifters that had done this to her. It was all over her. His heart still ached as he remembered her pain, as he remembered his pain. She died in his arms, the words “I love you,” on her lips.

She’s gone…You have to find another mate.
That was what the pack told him. He couldn’t. He was too full of hate. Two years later he was still looking for the bastards. Until he found them, he would not mate. His next mate would be strong. She would be able to take care of herself. That he vowed. This kind of pain should not be suffered by anyone.

A few hours later he’d come up empty-handed. No sign of any traps and no sign of the renegades. It was time to head home.

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Jacob had made bacon and eggs for breakfast. There was coffee and toast. The three of them sat around the table. She felt odd eating in the nude. With these men on either side of her it was extremely erotic. They put the food in their mouths, they chewed, they swallowed, and they repeated the motions. She had the distinct feeling they weren’t in the least interested in the food. Their eyes devoured her. Maybe she should be embarrassed, but she wasn’t. She gloried in the feeling that their desire gave her. For the first time in her life she felt complete. She didn’t feel the need to hide her true desires from these men. In the past, her gut had told her that the man she was with would judge her, think poorly of her if she really let go. So she never did. And she’d become very lonely. She’d become disconnected from herself. Well, no more. She would enjoy these men for as long as she could. She wasn’t in any rush to get home.

She looked around the kitchen. The refrigerator and stove shared the wall behind her with oak cabinets and counter space. The dishwasher and sink were on the wall to her left. The hallway to the bedrooms and the small bathroom opened directly after that wall. The living room area filled the rest of the large room. A very large TV was placed kitty-corner in the far corner of the room to the left. Two windows directly in front of her offered a fine view of the trees surrounding the cabin. The wall to her right was broken up by windows on either side of the door. A sofa and chairs were placed on angles in front of the TV, along with a few end tables. The wood walls of the cabin were polished and rich in their color. The logs gave the place a rustic feel.

She took a sip of coffee. She moved her eyes from one to the other of these luscious men.

Milo rose. “You done with that?” he asked Jacob. Jacob nodded. Milo leaned over to take his dish. “Carolyn, are you finished?”

“After breakfast we’re going to have you.”
That was what he’d said. She nodded. She took another sip of coffee as he removed their plates. Her heart began to pound with anticipation.

“Good, I didn’t want to rush you.” He moved away and carelessly put the dishes in the sink. They clattered, making a loud sound. She jumped.

“Still a little skittish, I see,” Milo said. Those inviting lips curled up in a mischievous smile.

“Not as much as you would think,” she said.

“Good,” Jacob said. “I thought you might freak out having two of us work on you at the same time.”

“I suppose I should be freaking out,” she said. She looked at the two men trying to read what they were thinking.

“Have you ever had two men at one time before?” Jacob asked, watching her intently.

“No, never. I would never do anything like that.” She took in a breath. She’d made a decision.

“And yet here you are, ready to fuck both of us,” Milo said.

“Here I am, ready to fuck both of you. You’re going to have to teach me how.”

“That will be a pleasure,” Jacob said. His face relaxed. His intent gaze lessened, becoming more sensual.

“Fucking A,” Milo agreed.

“There are some ground rules,” Jacob said.

“Rules?” She glanced between the two of them.

“You have to do what we tell you to do.” Milo’s green eyes clouded over.

She wrinkled her brow. “I—”

“Milo, you’re scaring her,” Jacob said. “Carolyn, relax. He just meant that we will be changing positions and we’ll be talking to you and to each other.”

She nodded slowly. She would not second-guess her decision.

“First things first, you are off to the shower. Take a relaxing shower and think about it. We’ll even let you shower alone this time.”

“Aw, man, I was looking forward to soaping her up.” Milo sounded disappointed.

Carolyn’s eyes popped open. Her breath hitched.

“Don’t tell me that you’ve never showered with a man before,” Milo said.

“Never,” she said. She felt embarrassed and a little naive.

“Then you’re in for a treat. The things I want to do to you in a shower. God, I’m hard just thinking about it.” Milo’s eyes twinkled with anticipation.

“You certainly are,” she agreed, glancing at his cock.

“Off with you,” Jacob said. “The full bathroom is that the end of the hall.” He reached for her hand to assist her from the seat. Then he gave her as a gentle slap on the ass. “Take your time, but hurry up.” He chuckled. “We’ll be waiting.”

Carolyn looked over her shoulder just before she started down the hall. Those two hunks stood there watching her. They licked their lips. If she didn’t know better, she’d say they were salivating. She smiled. They probably were.

The steady rhythm of the cascading water invited her as she stepped into its warm embrace. She needed this. A shower always made her feel fresh, clean, and clearheaded. Maybe this one would bring her to her senses. This was so not her. She’d experienced lust before. Whenever she felt it, she controlled it. She never let it get out of hand. Well, it was out of hand now, and she liked it. She liked it a lot. Carolyn wanted these men. Hell she even wanted the brooding Sven. They made her feel alive. She hadn’t realized how closed off she’d become. How lifeless and empty. No wonder she was lonely. No wonder men left her. Whatever the reason, she felt connected with these men emotionally and physically. She barely knew them, and yet she cared about them. Jacob was nurturing and caring. Milo was impetuous and was easily swept away in the moment. Sven was like her, closed off and brooding. He kept his emotions under control.

The warm water flowed over her head. Wet hands wiped the lingering droplets from her eyes and face before she reached for the shampoo. She washed and rinsed her hair.
“I was looking forward to soaping her up,”
he’d said. Carolyn ran the soapy face cloth over her body. Milo’s image filled her mind as she imagined it being his hands. She dropped the face cloth and continued without it. What would it feel like if Milo was touching her now? She moved her hands over her breasts. Normally she never paid much attention to it, but today the soapy slide over her breasts and nipples was erotic. She slid her palms over her flesh, over the top of her breasts, and around the soft sides near her armpits and then under them.