Maybe I’ll send her a Christmas card and thank her for shooting me because it is, after all, what made Mitchell finally realize he loved me. Now if only some other psycho bitch would come crawling out of the woodwork and convince Mitchell to stop acting like a jealous ass. Somehow, she doubted she’d get that lucky twice.

Flopping to the ground, in the clearing where she and Mitchell had watched that foursome the night of her claiming, she shifted back to her human shape. She rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky, the stars just beginning to twinkle.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t hear the creature approach, and her inner wolf didn’t bother to warn her, having recognized the scent. A large, furry, black head rubbed itself on her belly, Alejandro wearing his kitty. Her fingers stroked the fur behind his ears and she giggled as he purred, the loud rumble vibrating against her skin.

“Sorry I ran off,” she murmured.

“And I’m sorry I made you run away,” Mitchell said as he strode from the darkness, the soft glow of the quarter moon making his skin glint. The fur-covered head on her belly shifted as Alejandro retook his man shape and Francine tensed as she waited for Mitchell to turn and walk away. Or engage her cat in a fight of words, or would they finally come to fists? It wouldn’t be the first time, although they usually never did it when she was around.

To her shock, Mitchell dropped to her other side and laid his head against her as well, the dark hairs of her mates actually touching. Unwilling to breathe or say anything to break this miracle, she held herself still.

“I know I’ve made things hard,” Mitchell said. To his credit, Alejandro didn’t say anything inflammatory. “I wish I could say it was jealousy or dislike that made me do and say the things I’ve done.”

“It’s not jealousy?” She couldn’t help the surprised lilt in her query.

“Yes and no. Yes, a part of me wants to be the only one you touch and to not share any part of your body, smile or love. But, another part of me wants to see you with Jag, to watch as he fucks you, and even…” He stopped.

“Join in?”

A loud sigh left him. “Yes. It seems so wrong. I mean. My dad only has my mom. And all my buddies, those that mated anyway, only ended up with one girl. Admitting I want to be with you and another guy at the same time just seems so… I don’t know, perverted.”

“I prefer dirty. And hot. Oh, and so arousing,” she murmured, allowing her hand to finally drift up and sift through the two tousled heads on her bare stomach.

“I don’t want him touching me,” Mitchell growled.

“Why would he do that when you’re both going to be too busy pleasuring me? I am, after all, the one who needs two men.”

“Then I guess it’s time I stopped acting like a pussy here, and give you what you want.” Mitchell turned his head, his dark eyes staring into hers, and he smiled, a sweet smile of surrender, and of acceptance. Finally. “So how does this work then?”

Alejandro spoke for her. “Now, we show our mate what ecstasy can be found when two mouths and four hands touch her at the same time.”

“Finally, the cat says something I like,” Mitchell replied, his voice thick with desire. Then, her mates proceeded to show instead of just tell.

They lifted themselves onto their hands and knees, their mouths hovering over her aching peaks. At almost the same instant, they latched on, their hot mouths tugging at her nipples, similar and yet so different, the sensation making her arch against them.

Hands roamed her body, stroking her flesh, squeezing her breasts, teasing the moist lips between her thighs. Light, tickling touches that had her arching and mewling for more. Then demanding.

“Stop teasing me,” she growled.

“What do you want?” her cat purred, rubbing his face against her lower stomach.

“Lick me, then fuck me while I suck.” Crude words that nevertheless had both her mates groaning.

“She’s trying to kill us.”

“It’s a good thing there’s two of us to take care of Red’s needs. Will you do the honor of taking care of her sweet pussy while I shut her up?”

Her eyes widened as suddenly in cahoots, they took charge of the situation, flipping her onto her stomach, then pulling her up onto her hands and knees. Fingers gripped her hair and guided her mouth to the bobbing cock in front of her. Like she needed help doing what she’d asked for.

She took Mitchell’s thick cock into her mouth, sucking at the silky skin with enthusiasm as behind her, Alejandro parted her thighs and his fingers tickled her cleft.

“Fuck, Red, I’m going to have to videotape this for you. You should see it, how he’s touching that sweet pussy of yours. Spreading you open.” Mitchell gave her a byplay of the action, his voice thick with arousal.

“Mmm, a camera. I’ll add it to the shopping list,” Alejandro said before touching his mouth to the spot his fingers had just stroked. She keened around the cock in her mouth, causing Mitchell to grunt and thrust forward.

Through gritted teeth, he said, “Oh yeah, Red. Suck my dick while I watch your sweet little pussy getting eaten. He’s got his tanned hands on your white ass, spreading you wide. I almost wish I was beside him so I could see him tongue fucking you.”

She moaned, almost painfully aroused not only by their actions, but Mitchell’s oh so naughty words. It seemed when he’d given himself permission to finally indulge in his taboo fantasy, he’d let loose of the inhibitions that held his tongue. How incredibly pleasurable.

A loud groan emerged from Mitchell as she inhaled him, harder and faster, his hips pumping in time to her mouth.

“I think she’s ready,” Mitchell panted. “Fuck her. I want to watch.”

“My pleasure,” purred Alejandro, and then he slammed himself home.


* * * *

Talk about erotic overload. Mitchell just about shot his cream into Francine’s mouth when he saw Alejandro’s long, smooth prick thrust into her. He knew she enjoyed it from the way her mouth went slack around him as she lost focus, to the visual evidence in her shaking body that rocked back against the cock slamming her.

The jealousy he’d once feared didn’t surface. Instead, he found himself riveted and part of the action, as excited watching her getting pumped as if he slid into her himself. He could no longer form coherent sentences or he would have told Francine how beautiful he found it. How arousing. Letting his cock slip from her slack mouth, he moved to the side, unable to stop himself from taking a closer look, his hand stroking his dick as he watched.

“She has such a responsive little body,” Jag said in between grunts and thrusts. “See how she takes me and begs for more? Touch her underneath. Stroke her little nub and you’ll see how she quivers.”

Doing as Alejandro said, Mitchell’s free hand moved under and slid through her curls to her slippery nub. He almost snatched his hand away when he inadvertently touched the cat’s dick as it slid in, but fascination brought his finger back to circle and rub her clit. Francine screamed and Mitchell fisted himself faster as he saw her buttocks clench and her sex suck Alejandro’s prick into its tight grip.

“Yes, baby. Yes!” Alejandro threw his head back as he humped himself deep into her, his fingers digging into her fleshy ass cheeks as he found his pleasure.

It was fucking amazing. And to think I denied myself this pleasure for the last month. How stupid he felt now, especially knowing his love of watching-and as he discovered, even listening. How often had he jerked off listening to their lovemaking, wishing he had the nerve to join, wondering if he could handle it? Fisting his cock faster, he knew the answer.

“Your turn,” the cat said, interrupting his thoughts and drawing his attention away from her shuddering body.

“But-” Surely, she needed time to recover, but Mitchell didn’t protest as Alejandro pushed him down, Francine’s smaller hands aiding him, her brown eyes regarding him with…hunger. Despite her screaming orgasm, it seemed his woman wasn’t yet done. She licked her lips as she straddled him.

“Wait,” Jag said. “Turn around and sit on him this way. I have a treat for you. Mitchell, sit up and hold her against your chest.”

Curious, and still hard as a rock, Mitchell sat up, his cock jutting from his groin and straining toward Francine’s core, which hovered over him. Alejandro didn’t touch him, but he still managed to guide her onto his dick, her velvety heat squeezing around him, the faint tremors of her climax aftershocks sending tingles through his shaft. Remembering Alejandro’s instructions, he wrapped his arm around her waist while the other braced itself on the ground behind. He thrust up into her, and his delightful Red pushed back, sinking herself deep onto his cock. But while she sighed in pleasure, he could tell she was far from coming again, or at least much farther than him as he pretty much sat on the brink.

“Lean back a bit more,” Alejandro whispered, his soft breath somehow tickling his balls.

Alarmed, Mitchell peered over her shoulder, only to groan as he saw the cat flick out his tongue and dart it against her exposed clit. A shudder went through her. Alejandro lapped at her again. Another tremor. Each time he licked, she shook, the muscles of her pussy spasming, fisting him tight. It was fucking amazing.

Worry that the cat strayed too close to his man parts dissipated as Mitchell lost himself to the mounting pleasure, a pleasure increased as Alejandro’s actions brought Francine back up to that hill of pleasure, and with deft strokes of his tongue, pushed her over so that she screamed once again in climax, milking his shaft and making him bellow as he came at last inside her.