From the Office of Kink & Karma: Tri Me - Contemporary Paranormal m/m/f Menage with m/m elements
Eric D’Amore is back and still struggling to pair Extraordinaries and Normals together. Good thing his next trio already shares a bit of history, otherwise his job would be nearly impossible.
Two men, one woman and some yummy man loving… What more could a woman ask for?
Lara Kinley is a schoolteacher by day and a waitress at TJ’s, the local Animali Extraordinary bar, by night. Everyone has to make sacrifices to get what they want, but will Lara’s sacrifices result in her dreams coming true and her wildest fantasies fulfilled?
Theo and Jackson are partners in love and life, but both of them feel something is missing. It takes the prodding of Eric D’Amore and an order from the Office of Kink and Karma for them to admit their desire for a woman in their lives to each other. Once they understand and accept the other’s needs, they embark on seducing and capturing Lara as their own. But can she open her heart to these two men and allow their love for her to solve all her problems?
(Excerpt (NC-17)
A slim, cool hand slid around Eric’s cock, pulling him awake with its slow, even strokes. His voice, gravely from sleep, called out the owner’s name. “Melani.”
She melded to him, pressing her breasts into his side, resting her head on his shoulder as her fingers worked their magic. Propping his arms behind his head, he relaxed under her touch. Sure, they’d decided to end their relationship for their own reasons, but damn, she knew which places to stroke.
“Eric, I’ve missed you.”
Her voice, a seductive purr, shot straight to his cock. She began snaking down his abdomen, skin slithering against skin, but he grabbed her shoulders, stopping her descent. “Not this time, Lani. We’ll both get our pleasure.”
Smiling and with a grace born of her years spent dancing, she climbed atop him, settling her moist, hot core over his cock. Her lithe, lean form, with its trim hips and deeply tanned skin, rose above him. Her dark brown hair cascaded around her shoulders in large curls.
Sliding his hands along her outer thighs, he squeezed and kneaded the firm flesh. Melani kept herself fit and trim; tight muscle covered every inch of her from head to toe and not a bit of fat or flab could be seen. She truly was the ideal woman for anyone but him. But here she was, in his house and in his bed, ready and willing.
Melani’s bare pussy slid along his cock, spreading her cream all over him as she moved. The warm, wet heat teased him, but he needed more. Grasping her hips, he controlled her motions. Back and forth, back and forth, over and over he moved her as he desired. She moaned her appreciation of his control. Each time the head of his cock slid near her opening, he barely resisted the urge to plunge into her depths. Each time he nudged her clit, she cried out in pleasure.
Melani pressed her hips down on his, slowing his movements, but increasing the friction. Having had enough of teasing her, he raised her hips up, poising his cock at her entrance and pressing into her slightly.
“Yes, oh God, yes!”
In one forceful thrust, Eric embedded his cock deep within Melani’s heat until her smooth, cream-slicked skin pressed against his groin. They lay joined, their breathing heavy as seconds ticked by, Eric giving her pussy a chance to adjust to his size. It had been a long time since they’d fucked.
Her tight, scorching cunt hugged him like a glove. Digging his fingers into her hips, he willed himself not to move, to give Melani a moment. But when she began rocking on him, shifting and rubbing against his groin, he lost his tenuous control.
Holding her steady above him, he began pounding her with rapid drives, withdrawing and thrusting into her snug pussy. His gaze met hers and held, watching her face as he fucked her. Melani’s eyes widened at first at the sudden change, but she adapted quickly, holding her hips steady as his assault continued.
His cock thrust in and out of her cunt, the sound of wet flesh meeting flesh filling the room, mingling with the sounds of their heaving breathing. Melani toyed with her nipples, tugging and pinching the erect nubs as he kept his pace.
In. Out. In. Out. Over and over again. Fuck, he was going to come soon. His orgasm was within reach, a few more thrusts and it would be upon him. But he wanted Melani to come at the same time. Holding her body steady with one hand he moved the other so his thumb could reach her clit. Pressing down hard, he moved the digit in tiny, tight circles over the nub of flesh.
“Fuck! Yes! Eric, fuck me harder!”
Excerpt #2
“But… but we’re gay. As in, tab A does not go into slot B, gay.” Theo nudged Jackson’s shoulder. “Jackson, tell him we’re gay.”
Jackson, still trying to understand what the director had told them, ignored his partner. He cleared his throat and addressed Eric D’Amore. “Sir, let me get this straight.”
Theo interrupted him. “That’s what we’re not.”
Jackson glared at Theo until his lover tossed his hands up in surrender. While Jackson didn’t like any of what he’d heard so far, he wanted to understand what was going on. “As I was saying, what exactly is it your office requires of us?”
Eric straightened a few files on his desk before answering. “We at the Office of Kink and Karma are dedicated to rewarding those Normals in the population who have done their best to promote equality between Normals and Extraordinaries. The young lady we have chosen for you and your partner was selected due to her compatibility with you both. Her personality and physical attributes proved her to be your match, as well as, shall we say, her kink.”
“Her kink?” This had to be a mistake. Jackson couldn’t imagine the Council being involved in something like this.
A light blush tinged Eric’s cheeks and he stared at his desk, almost as if the conversation embarrassed him. “Yes, her kink. After the last operation lasted longer than intended, the Council decided to obtain all of the necessary information about the target before sending operatives into the field, which included finding out the target’s ultimate sexual fantasy or kink. Your target’s kink is to…” He shuffled pieces of paper and files until he found the one he searched for. “Ah, yes. Her desire is to engage in sexual intercourse with two men who also engage in sexual contact with each other.”
Eric tugged at his tie and his blush deepened. “Your partner has already professed your enjoyment of contact between each other. You have two choices. Facilitate the realization of her fantasy, or participate in it yourselves.”
Eric rose from behind the desk, coming around to lean against its front, a few feet from them. Jackson had to admit something about the big blond Adonis-like man attracted him. Not in a “I want to fuck you” sort of way, of course. The attraction was more of a simple acknowledgement of someone else’s beauty.
Jackson had all he could ever want in the man sitting next to him. But a woman? The two of them had participated in threesomes in their past. In the early stages of their relationship, women had come and gone. Operative word being gone. It had been a phase for the two of them. Or was it? It didn’t matter, the Council was forcing it back into their relationship whether they liked it or not.
Theo stood and stomped toward Eric until they were toe-to-toe. Jackson bit the inside of his cheek to hold back his laughter as Theo straightened to his full height of five feet seven inches. Eric towered over him, easily twice as wide as Theo’s lithe frame, but being smaller than Eric didn’t stop the man from saying his piece. “Three letters, one syllable, buster. Gay. Is that a difficult concept to wrap your tiny little brain around?”
Eric’s muscles tensed and flexed underneath his snug button-down shirt and for a split second, Jackson wondered if he’d have to step in and save Theo from himself. Eric arched a blond, trimmed brow. “You’re gay?”
“Finally, the big blond gets it!” Theo turned toward Jackson, but his eyes widened in shock when Eric spun him around.
“If you’re gay, then tell me why I’ve got a list of no less than ten women you’ve welcomed into your bed. I’ll admit none of them have occurred recently, but they’ve shared your bed.” Eric cupped Theo’s cheek and Jackson felt his wolf protest. He couldn’t handle someone touching what belonged to him. “Why don’t you admit that maybe, just maybe, the two of you haven’t found the right woman for you.”
Jackson leaned forward in his chair. His wolf wanted him to pounce and rip his competition to shreds, but he held it in check, barely. As if Eric could sense his agitation, he removed his hand from Theo’s face.
Theo backed away from Eric until his knees hit the back of the chair he’d so recently vacated. As he slumped into the seat, Jackson was surprised to see that his normally pale lover looked white as a sheet. Eric forgotten, Jackson focused on Theo. “Thee, baby?” He reached out and cold fingers twined with his.
Theo managed a small smile. “I’m fine. Let’s… let’s just grab the file and talk about this at home, okay?”
Something had scared Theo and Jackson didn’t want to bother with figuring out what it was. His wolf snarled and tore at him to get Theo out of the office and home as quickly as possible. A smug Eric held the file in question out to Jackson as he rose from his chair. Snatching it, he slid an arm around Theo’s waist, leading him from the room. Jackson hoped a little talking and some tender loving care would help him get to the bottom of Theo’s sudden change of heart.
* * *
Theo peeled off his shirt before Jackson could close the apartment door. His pants disappeared before the deadbolt slid home and he’d begun wiggling out of his boxer briefs when Jackson wrapped his arms around his waist. That’s what Theo needed. Right now, more than anything, he needed Jackson’s reassurance.
“You gonna tell me what’s going on, Thee? Or are we just going straight to fucking?” Jackson pressed a kiss to the back of Theo’s neck. “I can’t dip into people’s minds like you, Thee. So what’s spinning through your head?”
He leaned back onto Jackson, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder and letting the warmth of his embrace seep into his skin. So close, their breathing matched and Theo knew with one conscious thought he could dive into his lover’s mind, but didn’t. He’d learned long ago that people’s minds were their own and if they wanted to tell you what they were feeling or thinking, they would. Jackson’s hands roamed and stroked his stomach before settling over his heart. “Just need you right now, Jackson.” He turned in Jackson’s arms and pressed his face to his neck, inhaling his scent. “Need you and then we’ll talk.”
“Oh, baby, don’t you know you’ve always got me?” Jackson said on a sigh. Strong warm hands wandered across Theo’s back, stroking and petting his tense muscles. “Why don’t we go into the bedroom?”
Theo nodded into Jackson’s shoulder. Grabbing his wrist, Jackson led him to the bedroom. The moment they crossed the threshold, Jackson’s intent changed. Gone was the sweet sensitive man from the living room, in his place, the wolf in man’s form. The sweet lust in Jackson’s eyes gave way to a primal hunger. This is what Theo needed, to know he belonged to Jackson wholly and without any doubt.
Pulled hard against a wide chest covered in layers of muscle and peppered with silky hair, Theo let his hands travel over his mate’s chest, remembering every dip and curve of carved muscle.
Jackson’s mouth sought out his mark on Theo’s shoulder, nibbling and biting the bit of flesh he had claimed as his own so many years ago. The tender caress of Jackson’s tongue on Theo’s skin brought his cock to attention. He rubbed his hips against his lover’s, searching for the friction he craved.
Large rough hands settled on his waist, holding him steady as Jackson thrust his hardened cock against him, causing him to moan. With a jerk, their hips were pulled closer together as Jackson bit his shoulder, and then licked away the pain. “Mine.”
“Yours. Always yours,” Theo whispered on a sigh.
Jackson walked them toward the bed, pushing Theo down as the back of his knees made contact with the mattress. His boxers were gone in an instant and he locked eyes with his lover. Still clothed, Jackson stared at him, eyes caressing.
Theo’s cock grew, painting his abs in pre-come. Whimpering, he begged for his lover. “Please.” Jackson sank to his knees, and keeping his gaze on Theo, swallowed his cock. Hot, wet heat surrounded him. Teeth scraped, lips nibbled and Jackson’s tongue flicked along Theo’s shaft, causing him to shudder. Jackson always knew just what his lover needed.
Jackson arranged Theo as he desired, ass near the edge of the bed, legs propped over his shoulders, while continuing to suck. The sounds of Jackson’s mouth moving over his lover’s shaft as he sucked, and Theo’s moans, filled the room.
Head tossed back, Theo shouted his pleasure when one of his mate’s canines extended and scraped his cock. “Fuck! Yes!”
Theo’s hips moved of their own volition, thrusting his shaft in and out of his lover’s mouth, finding the perfect rhythm. Electric tingles raced down his spine, traveled around his waist and centered on his erection. Still his lover sucked and licked.
Jackson flicked his tongue, pressing into the slit in the head of Theo’s penis before tracing the vein of his shaft down to its base. Theo thrust harder as he felt the muscles of his lover’s throat ripple and contract around his cock, massaging and begging for his release.