Panthers' Pleasure [Impulse 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

Now he knew the waiting had been for a purpose. Chantal was everything he’d hoped for in a mate, and more, and he’d keep her safe for their rest of their days or willingly die in the attempt.

“If you think my tongue turns you on, babe, just you wait until you see where I can put this,” he said, waggling his claw at her.

She pushed her lower torso toward it. “All I seem to be doing right now is waiting,” she said pensively. “Who does a girl have to kill to get fucked in this colony?”

“Well, now, let’s see what we can do about that, shall we?”

Rafe kissed and licked his way across her lips and down the long column of her neck, lapping at the pulse beating out of control at the base of her neck. She struggled against the restraints, moaning softly as he teased her into a heightened state of awareness. His tongue rasped over one of her solid nipples and she cried out.

“She’s so fucking needy,” Vilas said, zooming in with the camera.

“Yeah, she is. What do you want from me, Chantal?”

Chantal moistened her lips. “Please,” she moaned. “I need to feel you inside me.”

“Turn over, darlin’. The restraints swiveled. Rest your weight on your elbows and get up on your knees for me.”

Vilas and Rafe exchanged an appreciative glance at the sight of her pert ass sticking skyward and her tits swinging invitingly beneath her.

“
You gonna get her started?”
Vilas pheromoned.

Rafe grinned.
“If I don’t you sure as hell will.”

“You got that right, buddy.”

Rafe leaned over Chantal from behind, running his tongue down the length of her spine and massaging a heavy breast with one hand. Prurient noises slipped from her lips and she wiggled her butt at him like she knew what was coming and wasn’t prepared to wait.

“Patience!” Rafe purred the word against the back of her neck and gently nipped at it. “Everything comes to those who wait.”

“She’s got cream sliding down her thighs,” Vilas said, zooming in to get a better shot of her flowing juices.

“Hmm, so she has.”

Rafe pushed her legs wider apart and bent his head, applying this tongue softly to the inside of her thighs, drinking in her juices more reverently than if they were the finest vintage wine. To Rafe, that’s precisely what they were—sweet, fragrant, and headily addictive. He teased her by extending his tongue and flicking it across her cunt, just once. It was enough to make her scream his name.

“Rafe, don’t made me beg,” she gasped.

“Bit late for that,” Vilas observed, grinning as he continued to record events for posterity.

“Okay, babe, I hear you.”

Rafe laved the cheeks of her ass with his tongue, before tracing its crack and rimming her anus. She tensed, and then sighed.

“Relax, darlin’, and let me love you like you deserve to be loved.”

Vilas threw a tube of lube to Rafe. He caught it one-handed and smeared a generous amount over her crack. She squealed.

“That’s cool.”

“Hmm, and you look so fucking hot with lube all over your backside, darlin’.” He inserted one finger, struggling to get it past her tight muscle. “Stop fighting me, Chantal.” He leaned forward and placed kisses across her lower back. “You trust me, don’t you?”

She nodded. “You know I do.”

“Then let me in. You’ll love it when you get used to the sensation.”

He could sense her trying to relax, gauged when she’d done so, and slid his finger a little deeper.

“It burns.”

“Give it a moment.” He felt her closing about his finger, showing just what a quick study she was. “How does it feel now?”

“Better. Very sensitive.” She turned her head sideways and looked up at him from beneath her curtain of hair. “It’s kinda nice when you move your finger. The sensation, you know.”

“Oh, I know.” Rafe added another finger, distracting her by pinching one nipple as he did so. “There, you’re a natural at this.”

She wiggled against his fingers. “I’m so glad you’re doing this to me.”

Rafe rattled a deep purr against her neck. “You and me both, darlin’.”

He reached out to Vilas again and took the butt plug he held out to him. Removing his fingers, he quickly lubed the toy, and before Chantal had a chance to realize that he’d upped the game, he pushed it gently into her anus. She tensed up.

“What’s that?”

“It’s a plug, sweetheart. It’ll distend you so that when we want to fuck your ass later, you’ll be able to accommodate us. How does it feel?”

She tossed her head backward, seemingly contemplating her response. “Intrusive, but in a pleasant sort of way. I guess it’ll take some getting used to.”

“That’s the idea.”

Rafe slid his index finger claw between her legs and, very gently, agitated her clit with it. She gasped, pushing herself against it, so intent upon the sensations he was creating that she didn’t seem to notice that he’d pushed the plug into her ass so far that it slid all the way home.

“Turn over again, babe.”

Vilas set the camera on a tripod at the end of the bed and resumed his position beside Chantal. Once she was on her back again, Rafe balanced himself over her, holding his weight on his arms.

“Spread your legs for me, darlin’, and let me love you good.”

“How does the plug feel?” Vilas asked, running a hand lazily down her thigh.

“Actually, it feels red hot.”

“It’s filled with oil. Your body heats it up and it…well, I guess you can feel what it does to you,” Rafe said. “I’m gonna fuck your cunt with the plug still up your ass. Then you’ll know what to expect when Vilas and I take you together.”

She mangled her lower lip between her teeth. “Is that what you plan to do?”

“Not right now.”

“Spoilsport!”

Vilas chuckled. “She’s hot for us, man.”

“Yeah, but she needs to get used to the idea first. We don’t want to hurt her.”

“Don’t I get any say in this?”

“No!” they said together.

“Bend your knees up, sweetheart,” Rafe said.

As soon as she did so, Rafe gently parted her creamy folds and slid three fingers inside her channel, delving and probing as his thumb swept across her clit. Vilas reached behind her and pushed the butt plug a little deeper. It was all it took for her to scream Rafe’s name and buck to a climax against his fingers.

“Naughty!” Rafe tapped her backside hard. “No one gave you permission to come.”

“Sorry.” Her voice was a strangled moan. “I’m so damned hot that I couldn’t hold it. It’s your fault. That plug is setting me on fire.”

Rafe chuckled. “As it’s your wedding day, we’ll allow you to get away with being disobedient just this once, Mrs. Landon-Tanner.”

“Mrs. Landon-Tanner? Hmm, I like the idea of that.”

“How about my wedding present to you? Do you like the idea of that, too?”

She glanced down at his throbbing cock and the corners of her lips lifted into a sensual smile. “Yes, please!”

“Geez!”

Vilas took his own rigid tool in hand and gently massaged it. Rafe slid the head of his between the lips of Chantal’s pussy, closing his eyes and sighing as, finally, after all these years of waiting, he was on the point of penetrating a woman.
The
only woman he would ever mate with. She was slick, and tight, and so fucking inviting that he almost lost his mind, and his load, then and there.

He tried to think about something else—anything to dispel the overwhelming need he felt to possess her. There would never be another first time and so it needed to be special. Hell, it
was
special for him—the culmination of all those years of sacrifice and frustration. Rafe’s objective was to make it special for her, too. She’d been with men before, damn it, and knew what to expect, but Rafe didn’t want to think about her previous lovers. He’s go out of his mind with jealousy if he did. Instead he would concentrate on making sure she never wanted any other men, other than him and Vilas, for the rest of her days.

He thrust a little deeper, groaning as his sensitized cock finally found its only real home. The little witch closed the walls of her cunt around him as she welcomed him inside, lifting her hips to drive him deeper. Rafe was conscious of Vilas’s hand on his ass, two fingers pushing inside. With his panther flexibility, Vilas also bent his head to Chantal’s tit so he could suckle and chew on her solid nipple. Rafe knew he’d be using his teeth, getting her used to being tormented with the light pain they both so enjoyed. He wanted to feel a part of this momentous occasion, as he should. Rafe purred loudly to show his approval as he drove himself deeper inside their mate, filling her to capacity with his desire and the all-consuming love he felt for her, showing her with deeds rather than words that he was totally committed to their future together.

“How does it feel?” Vilas asked.

“Heavenly,” Rafe and Chantal said together.

“Put your legs over my shoulders, babe,” Rafe said. “I wanna go deeper.”

“I feel like you’re tearing me apart,” she said as she wiggled into position.

“I’m hurting you?”

“No,” she moaned. “You’re driving me insane. Fuck me, Rafe. I really need you to fill me completely.”

“Babe, you’ll be the death of me yet.”

Chantal tensed at his words, causing Rafe to wonder what he’d said. He desperately wanted to prolong the moment by teasing her. In the face of her unbridled enthusiasm he was powerless to hold back. He thrust into her as hard as he could because he could sense that the last thing she wanted was to be treated gently. She effortlessly consumed his entire cock deep inside her tight pussy, thrashing her head from side to side on the pillows. Her eyes were alight with passion and a modicum of desperation. She moved with him as he set up a steady rhythm, heady sensations consuming him as the momentum built.

Vilas had released his own cock but still suckled her nipple. His other hand disappeared beneath Chantal, presumably to push the ass plug a little deeper.

“You’re being fucked by two cocks now, darlin’,” Rafe said, aware of perspiration breaking out across his brow as he struggled to hold back. “How does it feel?”

“Like I never want it to stop. That thing in my ass feels so goddamned hot.”

“What about Rafe’s huge cock fucking your cunt?” Vilas asked, lifting his mouth from her nipple.

“It all feels so incredible. Don’t stop biting me, Vilas. I love it. I’m gonna come again. I can’t stop it.”

“We’ll come together,” Rafe said, picking up the pace. “Stay with me, babe. This is gonna get rough.”

“Rough it what I live for.”

Rafe hammered himself into her, conscious of her tightening about him even more, her breath coming in shorter and shorter gasps.

“That’s it, darlin’, now we’re fucking. You feel my cock deep inside you. It’s all for you, baby. Take what you need from it. When I’m inside you I feel like I could conquer the fucking world. We were meant to be together, sweetheart, and now we’ll never be apart again.”

“Rafe, I’m coming. Vilas, push that damned thing in further. Both of you, I’m coming for you now.”

She screamed both their names and milked Rafe’s cock like she thought she’d never get the chance to do so again. Rafe stayed with her, watching her face as she fragmented, emotion and tenderness tugging at him on a level he was powerless to control. As soon as he sensed her orgasm fading, he renewed his thrusts and let himself go.

“Hey, baby, I’m gonna come.”

Vilas’s fingers had returned to his ass. At least three of them were buried inside his anus as he fucked a woman for the first time in his ninety-odd years and his alpha partner finger-fucked his ass. He exploded deep inside Chantal with a strangled oath, following it up with a string of filthy words. His stream of semen appeared to go on indefinitely as Rafe, in an elevated state of sensory overload, rode his orgasm like a dying man. Chantal screamed, closed around him, and came again.

When they both stopped pulsating they collapsed on their backs, panting and grinning, kissing and laughing. Vilas kissed them both and lay on Chantal’s opposite side, one arm thrown possessively over her and Rafe.

“When do I get my turn?” he asked.

“Right now, lover boy,” Chantal said, leaning awkwardly up so she could kiss him, her movements hampered because her hands were still shackled above her head.

Vilas grinned and pulled her into his arms, full of love and admiration for the way that she’d adapted to their methods so quickly. He kissed her like he never wanted to stop, sweeping her lips with the tip of his tongue and then pushing it deep inside her mouth. Her lips were warm and mobile as they fused with his, the incendiary nature of her response blowing both his mind and his fragile control.

Resting on his side, his erection lay hard across her thigh, twitching almost painfully with need. Watching her and Rafe fucking each other’s brains out was such a turn-on that he’d almost lost it. Somehow he’d held it together, but knew he couldn’t last for much longer. Rafe reached across and stroked his cock, in tune with his needs, as always.