The Dom Protects His Puma [Unchained Love 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free Page B

yes, true. Well then, my house would likely be better than your room, Ramona. Is that okay with you?”
    “That would be perfect. Now can we help you put some of this stuff away?” Ramona waved at the crate JB was standing in front of.
    “Thanks. These are just a few things I thought we may need tonight. Fortunately, we didn’t have to use any of them.”
    While JB rolled up another length of cable, Ramona pulled some tools out of the crate and walked along beside the wall looking at the empty spaces and seeing if she held anything that matched the shapes. She was familiar with tools from helping out with odd jobs at the movie studio, but to her pliers were pliers, not the dozen different types marked on the wall here. She knew one pair were needle-nosed pliers and another was crimping pliers, but the rest—huh, whatever.
    Omar rubbed his hands over the seat of his jeans, drawing Ramona’s attention to his mighty-fine, taut ass. Soon now she’d see both men naked for the first time ever in human form. Although she’d seen some of the shape-shifters change, she’d never seen Omar naked as a human. And, now that she thought of it, rarely had she seen any of the males change form. She’d never really considered it before, but it was interesting they usually shape-shifted in privacy.
    Anyway, soon now, very soon, they’d both be hers.

Chapter Two
     
    Ramona had only ever been in Javier’s living room, a spacious room with long French doors leading onto a deck, polished hardwood floors, and several comfy leather armchairs. But tonight he led the way through the living room into his bedroom. This room had the same polished floorboards, but the main feature was a dark wood bed, fortunately big enough for three. Ramona hadn’t even considered what they’d do if it had turned out he slept in a twin bed.
    Brown must have been his favorite color, as the quilt was a deep chocolate color and the sheets and pillowcases were tan.
    JB cleared his throat several times before opening the nightstand drawer. “I have lube and condoms here,” he said.
    “A butt plug?” asked Omar.
    JB blushed and nodded.
    “Good. We need to get that into her soon, because she’ll be very tight,” said Omar.
    This time Ramona blushed right along with JB.
    She pulled the quilt down to the foot of the bed then turned back to the others to see that Omar was almost undressed already and JB had taken off his shoes and socks.
    So much for foreplay. Ramona copied them, stripping out of her clothes quickly and efficiently. Her last action was to take out the tie holding her hair, letting it flow down her back to her waist.
    She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her two men. Omar was well over six foot and solidly built. There wasn’t much fat on him though. His muscles were clearly defined in his arms, thighs, and chest, and his cock was standing up proudly out of its nest of black curls.
    JB was shorter, stockier, and with lighter hair, more dark brown than black, but he was just as muscular. His arms and legs were corded with heavy muscles, likely from his very physical work as a builder. And his cock was every bit as wide as Omar’s, though possibly not as long. The head was red, showing how willing he was to progress to the next stage of the program.
    Ramona was wet and willing, her cunt dripping her honey onto the insides of her thighs. She’d wanted these men to fuck her for months but was prepared to leave the actual choreography to Omar, if that made his Dominating heart happy.
    Omar handed her a coin. She looked at him, confused, until he said, “JB, you can call heads or tails. Best of three gets to choose whether they take Ramona’s cunt or her ass first. Tomorrow morning we swap and get the other one.”
    “No, really, it’s fine. We’re both going to be first with one, and we’re both going to experience both aspects of Ramona, so really, it doesn’t matter to me which I have first. You can choose.”
    “A perfect