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She could see an area where campfires had previously been held. Once the tent was set up, Nolan looked at the ring of stones there. He walked over to the water and chose a few of the larger rocks and tightened the fire circle. Meanwhile, Ethan disappeared among the trees and came back with an armful of long, dead branches. Ah, the fuel, of course.

Nolan stood up and smiled at her. “Okay, that’s our camp setup. What would you like to do first?”

“There’s still an hour before it starts getting dark. What would you like to show me?” Then she blushed. She could think of several long, thick cocks she wouldn’t mind seeing again, but that wasn’t what she meant right now.

“Would you like to go for a run? In wolf form we can move faster and show you some of the land,” suggested Ethan.

“Oh, yes, I would. I keep meaning to go to the fitness center more often but never seem to get there. That run we had a few weeks ago was wonderful. I’d love to run again.”

“Let’s do it,” said Nolan enthusiastically.

They all stripped off, leaving their clothing inside the tent, and then she shifted. Instantly the men transformed as well. She’d only seen them the once but they were very easy to tell apart. Ethan’s coat had a slight reddish tint to the brown. Not red-brown, like his hair, but brown with a hint of the red color through it. Nolan’s fur was a very dark brown. Hers was the very lightest shade of brown, a bad color if there were hunters around. She could never run in a national park for that reason, because she’d be seen much too easily against green trees or brown tree trunks. Here, on a pack’s land, she was perfectly safe though.

Ethan led the way through the trees, teasing her by running in and out of them and around several others before actually setting out properly. However, they had plenty of time and it was fun to play. There’d been far too little play in her life lately. Everything seemed focused on work. But these few days were for relaxation and she was already having fun.

Next, Nolan took the lead and ran fast and hard across a field of short cropped grass. There were no animals here now, but Georgia could smell cattle dung, and knew the cows had been here within the last month or so. She hadn’t seen any animals at all. No dogs, cats, chickens, or cows. Undoubtedly she’d see them at some stage this weekend.

From that field they headed at an angle through a wild field that hadn’t been cropped or used as pasture for quite a while. All the scents here were very old. Georgia slowed down to sniff a little harder, but no. Old. Old aromas. Nothing new. Smiling to herself, she sped up again, surprising Nolan by running past him. He chased her and bit her tail. This was the game they’d played last time, so she flicked her tail out of his reach and raced after Ethan. Through the high grass they ran, chasing and playing until she was tired and flopped down where she was, panting.

Both the men lay down with her, and Nolan licked her nose and then her ear. Oh yum. He’d done that last time as well and it was damn sexy. She shivered and turned her head, giving him better access to her ear. Ethan crawled closer to her and licked her nose. She licked his in return and then closed her eyes to enjoy the erotic sensation of tongues in her ears. Damn, that was hot.

Ethan rolled over and rubbed his back on the grass, all four paws in the air. If she’d been human Georgia would have giggled. His cock was huge and sticking up like a flagpole as he scratched his back. She leaned over him and licked up and down his cock, rasping her tongue across his cockhead. He whined in pleasure. She knew what he was experiencing. It felt pretty amazing from her end, too.

Then Nolan stuck his head under her body and began licking her cunt. Wow! His tongue was rough and his actions determined but it felt so good. Very, very different from licking in human form, but just as erotic. Suddenly she needed these wolves to take her right here and now. She clambered up to her four feet, turned her back to them, and whined.

Sex in wolf form was very fast. Life in the wild was dangerous and pleasure had to be taken quickly lest danger creep up on them. But here they were on pack lands and perfectly safe. Besides, she’d had all the foreplay she needed when they’d licked her nose and ears and cunt. She was wet and ready for them.

Nolan gripped the fatty ruff of her neck with his teeth, and plunged his cock into her, pumping hard and fast. Within a minute her cunt was quivering and shaking, milking him for every drop of cum he could give her as she climaxed. Nolan dropped from her back and came around to her front, licking her nose again as she whined at him.

Behind her Ethan possessed her, his dick even bigger than Nolan’s and his driving into her almost desperate in his need. Georgia understood how aroused he must be, having to wait his turn, and the understanding that he had waited and had still taken the time to play with her, was all she needed to bring her to a second orgasm. Men or wolves, they were always considerate of her, putting her care and pleasure before their own. Never would she find any better mates anywhere.

Afterward they lay in the grass, the men grooming her ears, until she was ready to move on. Ethan led them to a higher point of land. It wasn’t really a lookout, just land that was at a greater elevation than most of the farm. They stood on some rocks there as she stared out over the land. The farm was still in good condition. Money might have been tight, but the Alpha was putting it where it needed to be, in the land. He was a wise manager in that regard, at least.

 

* * * *

 

Ethan was ecstatically pleased with how the camping experiment had gone. He and Nolan had shown Georgia every inch of the farm, with special time spent at the things they loved the most. She’d ridden a tractor and even had a turn at driving it. She’d slid down haystacks the old-fashioned way, and climbed up and down more modern haystacks with rolled bales.

They’d peeled greenwood sticks and cooked and eaten sausages on sticks and apples on sticks baked in the campfire. And at night they’d fucked her until she’d screamed her release for the world to know. All that remained was for her to agree to mate them, and tonight was the night they planned to ask her.

Ethan wrapped potatoes in foil and put them in the coals of the fire to cook, while he laid three steaks on a metal grill over the fire to barbecue. Nolan took three bananas out of their food box and wrapped them in foil, too. They would only take a few minutes to melt into gooey lusciousness so they didn’t need to go in the coals yet.

While the food cooked he and Nolan planned to seduce Georgia. She was sitting by the fire, watching them. They surrounded her and Ethan lifted her onto his knee, turning his back to the fire and having her face Nolan, not himself. Then he nibbled on her ear, which seemed to excite her both in human and wolf form. She wiggled her shoulders against his chest, proving his point, and Nolan began to undress her.

“The meat will need to be turned in a little while, but I think we can manage to do that as well as pay attention to you,” he said.

“I like the way you pay attention to me, but I don’t want the steaks to be ruined.”

He knew she was teasing him but he said, “Well, we’d better work fast then.”

Ethan pushed his hands up inside her T-shirt, shoving her bra out of the way and rubbing his fingers over her nipples. As soon as Nolan took her jeans and panties off, he wrapped his feet around hers, holding her cunt wide open for Nolan to play with.

The plan was to give her the first orgasm now, just with their hands and mouths, if they could. Having discovered how sensitive her ears were, and how easy it was to arouse her by licking and biting them, he was certain they’d succeed. Besides, he loved touching her breasts. They were round and soft, the nipples hard little points in sharp contrast to the lush, womanly fullness of the globes.

Ethan licked the back of her neck and sucked the skin where her neck and shoulder joined. Here was where he’d bite her and claim her as his own when they mated her tonight, if she agreed. He licked up her neck to her ear, nibbling the lobe, then nipping all around the rim, before tonguing inside, loving the way she shivered and tried to push her body back farther into his.

With his mouth still on her ear, he pinched her nipples hard then gently petted and stroked the soft, warm skin, soothing her there and cupping her globes in his palms. Her breasts were the perfect size. They filled his palms and his thumbs rested exactly on her nipples. But for now he stroked the sensitive undersides before stretching her nipples and tweaking them some more.

Georgia was muttering and mumbling, pressing her breasts up and into his hands, her head back on his shoulder now and her ass wiggling on his knee. Nolan’s dark head prevented him from seeing what he was doing, but whatever it was certainly pleased Georgia.

Ethan tugged a little harder on her breasts while nuzzling her neck again and then bit her earlobe sharply. Only moments after that her body shook on his knee and he knew she’d come. Excellent. Her first orgasm for the evening had been achieved. He wanted to give her several more though. One was nowhere near enough for the woman he adored.

 

* * * *

 

Nolan loved how receptive Georgia was. He licked and sucked at her pussy lips and tongued her clit and in no time at all she’d climaxed, filling his mouth with her delicious honey. To him it was a symbol she’d agree to mate them. She hadn’t said yes yet, and tonight they planned to ask her formally, but she’d clearly enjoyed her time spent with them this weekend and she came for them both every time.

They ate their steaks and baked potatoes, talking idly about everything and nothing, then introduced her to the delightful messiness of baked bananas. Cooking the bananas seemed to infuse them with extra special flavor, but it was quite gooey. After eating, they rinsed their hands in the pool, and then he started undressing Georgia.

Only when they were all naked did he and Ethan explain what they wanted. They stood shoulder to shoulder in front of her, and wrapped their outer arms around her waist, joining her to them, yet not pressing their bodies against hers as yet.

“Georgia, we both love you and want to mate you,” he said.

“You’re everything we’ve ever wanted and far more than we deserve,” said Ethan.

“Please mate us tonight. Join with us forever,” they asked together.

She moved forward and hugged them both. “I love you, too. I’m ready to mate you.”

“Thank you,” he whispered, kissing her as gently as he could despite his desperate need to go all caveman and throw her over his shoulder and carry her into the tent.

They led her into the tent and he laid her over his lap as Ethan lubed her ass.

“There’ll be no condoms tonight,” he warned her. As a wolf she would know it was important her body be bathed in their essence to demonstrate they’d claimed her.

“I loved the feeling of your cum bursting inside me when we fucked as wolves. I’ll enjoy that again tonight.”

“Does that mean we can go bareback from now on?” Ethan asked.

Georgia was silent for a few moments, thinking, and then she nodded slowly. “Yes. Mating is a lifetime commitment. If we’re truly committed to each other than means no latex anymore.”

Nolan grabbed her hand. “You do know we will both always care for you, love you, and protect you.” It was a statement, not a question. He and Ethan would give their lives to keep their mate safe forever.

“Yes, I do know that. I’m not looking for a child yet, but if that happened, this would be a good place to bring up a cub. He’d have endless space to play in.”

“Hey, we’re a ménage. We might get a girl!” said Ethan.

“That old rhyme. We really need to see if any other packs recognize it,” she said.

“But not tonight. Tonight is not for work, it’s for us,” said Nolan firmly. He wanted to keep her mind on fucking and mating. They could talk about work again tomorrow.

“Well then use these instead of your mouths. Not that your mouths aren’t extremely skilled,” she said, stroking his cock with one hand and Ethan’s with her other hand.

Instantly he was as hard as a rock. He lay on his back and pulled her over his body. But instead of resting his aching dick at her cunt and letting him inside, she played with the hair on his chest and waggled her ass over his thighs until he was almost crazy with need. Finally she settled her cunt over him and he drove up into her with all his strength, holding her elbows to prevent her from teasing him anymore.

Once he was buried inside her wet heat, he wrapped both arms around her back to stop her moving. That meant he couldn’t hold her ass open for Ethan, but it was too important to keep her still so they could fuck her, for him to let her go yet. Ethan seemed to manage just fine anyway, and Nolan could feel Ethan’s dick pushing into her body on the other side of the thin wall of tissue separating them from each other. This was how they were meant to be. This was what would make them truly a family, a mated unit. Both of them inside her together. Both of them filling her with their seed. Both of them holding her, loving her, and protecting her forever. She was theirs and they were hers for all eternity.

Moving in unison, they set a hard, fast pace. This was their mating and they were all focused intently on bringing their union to fruition. Nolan kept his hands on her shoulders, and Ethan held her hips so they could pound into her with completely synchronized movements to increase the tension and effect of their fucking. He kept his gaze on her face, loving the way her eyes closed and her mouth opened as she moved with them, trying to push herself both forward onto his cock and backward onto Ethan’s at the same time.

BOOK: Tightly Held [Werewolves of Hanson Mall 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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