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[Ménage and More: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, HFN]
Michelle Needham’s sordid rendezvous with hunky Craig Matheson turns into a whole new experience when he reveals that not only does he want to see her again, but so does his best friend, Jack Page. She’s unsure at first, but decides to jump in with both feet and has an unforgettable night with the two men.
The closest of friends for many years, Craig and Jack are ecstatic that they’ve finally found a woman who’s willing to be with both of them. But they’re also worried. While she was accepting of their odd relationship, how will she react when she finds out that the two men are powerful supernatural beings, able to take on the forms of animals at will?
Will the lust triangle survive the incredible revelation, or will it all come crashing down around them? Either way, Michelle is in for a hell of a ride.
Her heart thudded in her ribcage, but she steeled herself and crossed the room. As she walked she unfastened her skirt and let it fall, then pulled her soaking panties down, kicking them to one side.
Craig’s gaze flitted from head to toe, pausing at her breasts and pussy before returning to her eyes. She could hardly blame him, given that she couldn’t stop staring at his body and thick cock. She moved in close and let her fingers brush his cockhead.
They seemed to both freeze in time. Neither making the inevitable move. Michelle steeled herself once more, reminded herself how long it had been, then wrapped her fingers around his cock and squeezed.
“Fuck me, Craig.”
He took in a sharp breath in response, then put his hands on her waist. She cried out in surprise as he lifted her up as if she weighed no more than the pillows on the bed, then laid her on the sheets.
He was over her so fast that it seemed almost inhuman. One hand clasped her breast as the other slid up her thigh. She let out a soft whimper as his fingers ran up the sensitive flesh of her pussy, then slid inside her a short way. As his thumb found her clit, her hands found his shoulders, and she gripped hard as he slid his fingers further inside her, questing and making room for what was to come.
“Oh god,” she muttered. “Oh god, that feels so good.”
“Yeah?” He pushed farther inside her. “How about that?”
She could only gasp in reply as he went to work, fingering her tight pussy. It was like he was a different person. As soon as she had grabbed his cock he had become more confident. That move must have cleared all his nerves, taken him from the odd exchange of two strangers and put him back on familiar ground. He was most certainly in charge now, and Michelle was hardly going to complain.
She writhed against his hand as he worked her clit, his thumb rubbing circles on the tight bundle of nerves. His fingers kept moving, too, massaging the walls of her pussy.
“You’re so soft,” he muttered. “I can’t wait to see how you feel on my cock.”
She bit her lip. “Why don’t we find out?”
Craig grinned, almost wolfishly, and slid his fingers from her. He snatched up the condom from where he’d thrown it onto the bed and tore the foil with his teeth before sliding the rubber over his cock with practiced movements.
Michelle gasped as his thick cockhead pushed against her pussy. It felt so big! There was no way he’d fit inside her. Craig must have noticed her expression and smiled.
“Don’t worry, it’ll fit. We’ll go slow.”
True to his word, he slowly eased forward until his cockhead slipped inside her. He held it there for a moment before retracting again, then pushing back in. Again and again he did the same, though pushing farther inside each time until he was all the way inside her. Michelle gripped his shoulders as he began to build in pace, taking achingly long strokes into her pussy. She pushed and pulled with her hips in time with him, and they quickly built a rhythm, pulling back until he was almost out, then pushing so far in that his balls slapped against her flesh.
God, she hadn’t felt so alive in years. Long before Ed, even. She closed her eyes and let out a long moan as Craig worked her.
“You like that?” he said, his voice breathy. “You like what I’m doing to you?”
“Mmm,” she said, finding words difficult.
“Tell me. Tell me what you like.”
“I love your cock in my pussy,” she managed to gasp.
“Yeah?” His pace increased. The bed creaked beneath them. “And I love pounding your pussy. Just like your message said.”
Normally talking was the last thing from her mind when it came to sex, but he was right about the message. She’d been confident then, and she could be confident now.
“Harder,” she said. “Fuck me harder.”
Craig did as he was told, and Michelle had to fight not to scream in pleasure as he slammed his cock into her harder and faster. The bed thumped against the back wall as he worked, and Michelle felt like she was being pounded through the mattress. This was so different to what she was used to, and now she knew she’d been missing out.
“Faster,” she cried, all thoughts of keeping the noise down gone. “Fuck me, Craig!”
He growled in response and redoubled his efforts. She didn’t know how he could keep up the pace, but she didn’t give a damn. Just as long as he kept it up.