Protect and Fur [3xtasy Lake 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (20 page)

It didn’t take long at all for him to grasp Brenna’s hips, stilling her enough that he could position himself where he needed to be. Brenna growled at him, but the sound quickly changed from frustration to need as she sank down on Aiden’s willing erection. Craig liked watching her and Aiden enjoy themselves. There wasn’t a moment of jealousy. That had no room in their bed, not if this was going to work.

Brenna flexed her hips and arched her back again, pressing her ass in the air behind her. Aiden caught her thighs on the outside of his legs. When he opened his legs to make room for Craig, Brenna’s legs spread farther, opening her beautiful ass to his perusal.

“You’re not trying to tease me, are you, Brenna?” His wolf encouraged the primal need to dominate his Mate. Her creamy white ass was on display begging for attention. He gathered some of the cream that coated her inner thigh and traced a line down the crease of her ass. Circling the tight rosebud with his finger and watching it clench the moment his finger ran over it.

Brenna tossed her hair over her shoulder and glanced back at him. “Why the hell would I do that?”

Oh, she’s asking for it.
Craig didn’t give her any warning and smacked her ass with a heavy hand.

“Hey!” Brenna jumped and tried to move, but Aiden clutched her ass and slammed her back down.

“Oh, yeah, do it again, buddy.”

“You better not.” Brenna glared at him over her shoulder, but he pressed her down closer to Aiden’s chest. She went willingly, which told him that she wasn’t all that opposed to this.

With her ass presented to him again, he gave her a matching handprint on the other side. “Brenna, I want you to remember something. We’re going to be the ones protecting you from now on. Don’t you ever put yourself in danger again.”

He remembered watching as Daniel carried her in over his shoulder. Even though he was in on the plan and knew she was okay, that sight sent a bolt of fear into him. He rained down smack after smack on her ass, not hard enough to hurt but enough that her ass took on a beautiful rosy glow. Brenna bucked and wriggled against Aiden’s cock the whole time, and Craig was impressed he held on this long.

He grabbed the small bottle of lube Aiden had tossed him earlier and crawled closer to them. Squeezing a healthy dollop of lube onto her rosebud, he stretched the tight ring and forced more lubrication into her ass. He didn’t want her to feel a moment of discomfort. Her ass felt warm under his palms as he braced himself with one hand and pressed his cock to her ass with the other.

She groaned low and deep as his tip breached the outer ring of muscles. Aiden was pressing kisses over her face and whispering encouraging words to her. Craig was too busy making certain that he’d make it all the way into her before losing his control. Her muscles relaxed as she pressed against him, and he rocked his cock into her quivering ass. Brenna’s ass pulsed against him, squeezing his entire length like it was in a vise.

Aiden kept completely still, but once Craig was fully sheathed they started moving counterpoint to each other. Brenna reached back and grabbed onto his hip with one hand and curled her fingers against Aiden’s chest. They were both going to be wearing her marks by the time this was through.

His wolf pushed to the surface, and Craig felt his nails shifting. Instead of pushing the animal back in fear, he embraced it and allowed the wolf to be a part of this. He could sense Brenna and Aiden doing the same thing as their passions rocked to a fever pitch. Brenna quivered between the two of them, crying out louder and louder and he and Aiden pummeled her. They spiraled higher and higher until a moment before he was certain he was going to lose complete control, and something shifted inside of him.

Craig felt as if he hung in time for an instant. The world stopped as his instincts took over. He felt the bonding of their souls, a melding of all their personalities until they truly were one person reaching higher and higher, stronger for being three, equal and balanced, with a stream of perfect love between them. It was a split moment in time that lasted forever, the intensity of it exploded around them, engulfing them all in peace and acceptance.

His wolf howled in joy, and he echoed the sound as both Aiden and Brenna joined his cry with their own.

Aiden winked at Brenna as she passed him, and she blew both him and Craig a kiss. He had her favorite number written on his arms in black grease pen. Craig stood next to him, watching her like a starving man. Aiden had never expected that he’d be lucky enough to be able to share his Mate with his best friend. A polyamorous relationship wasn’t a completely foreign idea to him. He knew a few couples that lived outside of normal rules, and they were completely happy. Ecstasy Lake seemed to have more than its share, but he wasn’t about to complain.

They were still learning what being Mated entailed. That incredible night a month before when they bonded could still make him hard, even now as he stood hip-deep in freezing water. They hadn’t made any concrete plans. They were having a house built for them on some land that Gordon had given them. Thankfully there hadn’t been any more rogues in the area recently, but he knew it was only a matter of time before someone else tried to claim this area.

Not that he was worried. Gordon and the local Guardians had been working with him toward a more organized system, but not militant. Gordon was insistent on that, and Aiden understood why. “Are you paying attention?”

“Sorry, what?” Aiden glanced over at Craig, who was frowning at him.

“I’ve been talking to you for the past minute, and you looked like a zombie standing here. What’s going on in your head?”

“Sharing?”

“Yeah, me, too.”

“You know anyone who we can ask?”

Craig shrugged slightly. “Maybe, but then sometimes it’s better to figure it out for ourselves. I don’t want our relationship with Brenna defined by what works for other people. We’re three strong-willed individuals, and I suspect this won’t be our first discussion.”

“You’ve been here for almost a year now, right?” He waded into the water up to where a bright red ribbon fluttered in the wind. It stretched across the entrance spot for the race. They lined up with the other participants and waited for the whistle to blow.

“What do you want to know?”

“Is there something that lives in this lake?”

“Brenna seems to think so.” Craig laughed and then grew serious for a moment, looking out over the water. “I didn’t think about that when I let Brenna sign us up. I mean, I’ve never seen anything myself, but then the majority of the world has never seen a werewolf.”

Aiden looked out over the black water, looking for a ripple or anything that might prove that he was about to swim out and become a snack for Nessie’s cousin.

The water still held onto the winter’s cold edge. It didn’t bother him too much, but it took his breath away at first. He glanced up and down the length of people. At the end was a woman with bright red hair, a sexy lime-green bathing suit, and matching floaties wrapped around her arms. A large chocolate Lab pranced at her, rushing into the water and then running back when she called him. A man with coloring similar to his own stood next to her, holding one of her hands.

He nodded his head in their direction, and Craig glanced over. “That’s Holly and Colwyn Marshall. She only learned how to swim recently and wanted to do this.”

Aiden commended her bravery, but also thought it was stupid. He had half a mind to speak to the woman’s husband for letting her put herself in such danger.

“I know that look.” Craig placed a hand on his upper arm and pointed out at a man in a boat with two dogs. The dogs were flopped out in the sun. “That’s Holly’s other husband, Brand. He’s got the boat in case she gets in any trouble. Colwyn used to be an Olympic or professional swimmer of some sort back in Ireland. I overheard him say that she’s going to do the shortest route.”

The marathon was divided up into lengths, a shorter distance for the beginners to do and a longer one for the experienced swimmers. Their numbers corresponded to the length of the swim. He and Craig were doing the intermediate one. He could’ve finished the longest one, but even with his preternatural powers, it would’ve exhausted him and his wolf.

He was wrong. Holly was protected. In fact, it was ingenious. Her men arranged the situation so that she still was able to do something that she wanted to, but they made certain the danger was at a minimal level. “Do you think we could work together like that?”

“Yes, I do.”

“So, why are we about to freeze our asses off?”

“Because we’re learning and allowed Brenna to manipulate us into this. She’s dry and warm at the finish line.” He pointed over at the finish line where she sat with a few other ladies.

“She needs her ass spanked for this one.”

“Agreed.” Craig held out his hand, and Aiden shook it. It felt good knowing that he wasn’t on his own with Brenna, because there was no doubt in his mind that he’d screw up. A shrill whistle cut through the air and almost damaged his hearing with its intensity. Didn’t anyone think to replace the whistles when you have shape-shifters involved? He high-stepped into the water and then dove under the pristine surface. The sun glinted off the water’s edge, and he started a steady pace, not sprinting because he didn’t want to make it obvious that he and Craig carried more strength than the others. Also because he’d help to keep an eye on the excitable Mrs. Marshall. Colwyn looked like he belonged in the water. It flowed around him and he swam with almost no effort at all.
Must be a marine shifter
.

“Stop trying to profile them all, Aiden.”

“Sorry?” He glanced over at Craig, who was keeping pace with him.

“You’re trying to figure everyone out here and their angle. This is a friendly small-town marathon in a monster-inhabited lake. Relax and enjoy it. Nothing is going to go wrong.”

Aiden rolled to his back and closed his eyes for a moment and enjoyed the feel of the water running over his arms as he back-stroked. Maybe Craig had a point. He was overanalyzing everything, including their relationship with Brenna.

“I think we’re complicating it too much.”

“Hallelujah. I was waiting for you to come up with that.”

The rest of the swimmers pulled away from them as they swam and plotted how they were going to share their Mate.

THE END

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