Romance: Two is Better Than One(A Menage MMF Bisexual Paranormal Werewolf Shapeshifter Romance) ((New Adult Menage Bisexual Paranormal Werewolf Shapeshifter Menage Short Stories)) by Emily Omance Page A
Authors: Emily Omance
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help, but I’ve got no bars. I didn’t see anything wrong with the engine, but maybe you can figure out what’s wrong.”
Caleb laughed. “I’m not mechanically inclined at all. That’s more Eric’s thing. I’m better with the animals. But I’ll tell you what. I’ll bring you up to the farm and we’ll call for a tow truck there.”
I was so relieved that he wasn’t some sort of crazy axe murderer that I said yes without thinking. I’m glad I did, because my life has never been the same.
He opened the passenger door to his truck and helped me in. It may have been my imagination, but his hand seemed to linger a bit long on my back. This was definitely the kind of opportunity I really wanted to start saying yes to.
We spent the five minutes it took to get to the farm chatting about nothing in particular, but by the time we got there I realized that I felt closer to him than I had to anyone in these last two years.
We got out of the car and I put my hand on his arm. He stopped walking and said, “Julia?”
I stepped closer to him and kissed his cheek. “Thanks for rescuing me,” I said softly.
Tentatively, he put one hand on my waist and brought me closer to him. “You’re welcome,” he said. He barely touched his lips to mine, waiting for me to kiss him first. This was definitely an opportunity not to be missed.
I pressed my lips to his and pulled his hips to mine. His eyes widened and then closed as he kissed me back. I flicked my tongue out to lick his lip and he moaned softly. Abruptly, he broke off the kiss and stepped back.
“Sorry. I don’t know what came over me,” he said. “Let’s go inside and get you to the phone.”
I was confused. It was a kiss that held a lot of promise and he certainly was enjoying it, if the bulge in his pants was any indication. He turned and strode into the house, leaving me to catch up with him.
“Eric,” he called as he opened the door a crack. “We have a guest, so I hope you’re decent.”
I heard a voice calling from another room. Eric said, “I’m hardly ever decent, but I am mostly dressed.”
Caleb’s shoulders relaxed and he opened the door for me. “After you, Julia,” he said.
I walked into the farmhouse’s kitchen and was amazed by its clean, open look. For two bachelors living alone, they certainly kept a tidy kitchen.
Eric came walking down a hallway toward us. “Uh, it’s Julia, isn’t it?” he asked.
I nodded, unable to stop staring at his naked torso. I bit my lip as I imagined my hand running down his chest, feeling his abs and lingering at his waistband.
I forced my eyes back up to his face. “I had car trouble and Caleb was kind enough to rescue me.” I sounded like an idiot.
Eric took two steps closer to me, making him close enough to touch. What was wrong with me? Just outside I was kissing Caleb and now it was all I could do to keep my hand from going to Eric.
Eric arched an eyebrow at Caleb. Caleb nodded. I had no idea what was going on between the two of them, but I wasn’t worried. Standing in between the two men, I felt as though I was safe and, oddly enough, at home. Some part of me realized that I belonged here.
I looked back at Caleb and caught a flash of yellow in his eyes. I had never noticed that before. I was pretty certain his eyes were brown. He turned away and stepped back from me.
Eric took my hand and put it on his chest. I could feel the strong, slow beat of his heart and as he pulled me into an embrace, I distantly wondered if Caleb had left the room.
I turned my head up to meet Eric’s gaze and he crushed my lips with his. I melted into his embrace and returned his kiss. His tongue tasted mine as his hand found its way under my shirt. He slipped a finger into my bra and ran it along my already hard nipple. A low moan escaped my lips. I hadn’t wanted another man in over two years, except for tonight, and it seemed like I wanted both Eric and Caleb. My body was pulsating and my pussy was
Caleb laughed. “I’m not mechanically inclined at all. That’s more Eric’s thing. I’m better with the animals. But I’ll tell you what. I’ll bring you up to the farm and we’ll call for a tow truck there.”
I was so relieved that he wasn’t some sort of crazy axe murderer that I said yes without thinking. I’m glad I did, because my life has never been the same.
He opened the passenger door to his truck and helped me in. It may have been my imagination, but his hand seemed to linger a bit long on my back. This was definitely the kind of opportunity I really wanted to start saying yes to.
We spent the five minutes it took to get to the farm chatting about nothing in particular, but by the time we got there I realized that I felt closer to him than I had to anyone in these last two years.
We got out of the car and I put my hand on his arm. He stopped walking and said, “Julia?”
I stepped closer to him and kissed his cheek. “Thanks for rescuing me,” I said softly.
Tentatively, he put one hand on my waist and brought me closer to him. “You’re welcome,” he said. He barely touched his lips to mine, waiting for me to kiss him first. This was definitely an opportunity not to be missed.
I pressed my lips to his and pulled his hips to mine. His eyes widened and then closed as he kissed me back. I flicked my tongue out to lick his lip and he moaned softly. Abruptly, he broke off the kiss and stepped back.
“Sorry. I don’t know what came over me,” he said. “Let’s go inside and get you to the phone.”
I was confused. It was a kiss that held a lot of promise and he certainly was enjoying it, if the bulge in his pants was any indication. He turned and strode into the house, leaving me to catch up with him.
“Eric,” he called as he opened the door a crack. “We have a guest, so I hope you’re decent.”
I heard a voice calling from another room. Eric said, “I’m hardly ever decent, but I am mostly dressed.”
Caleb’s shoulders relaxed and he opened the door for me. “After you, Julia,” he said.
I walked into the farmhouse’s kitchen and was amazed by its clean, open look. For two bachelors living alone, they certainly kept a tidy kitchen.
Eric came walking down a hallway toward us. “Uh, it’s Julia, isn’t it?” he asked.
I nodded, unable to stop staring at his naked torso. I bit my lip as I imagined my hand running down his chest, feeling his abs and lingering at his waistband.
I forced my eyes back up to his face. “I had car trouble and Caleb was kind enough to rescue me.” I sounded like an idiot.
Eric took two steps closer to me, making him close enough to touch. What was wrong with me? Just outside I was kissing Caleb and now it was all I could do to keep my hand from going to Eric.
Eric arched an eyebrow at Caleb. Caleb nodded. I had no idea what was going on between the two of them, but I wasn’t worried. Standing in between the two men, I felt as though I was safe and, oddly enough, at home. Some part of me realized that I belonged here.
I looked back at Caleb and caught a flash of yellow in his eyes. I had never noticed that before. I was pretty certain his eyes were brown. He turned away and stepped back from me.
Eric took my hand and put it on his chest. I could feel the strong, slow beat of his heart and as he pulled me into an embrace, I distantly wondered if Caleb had left the room.
I turned my head up to meet Eric’s gaze and he crushed my lips with his. I melted into his embrace and returned his kiss. His tongue tasted mine as his hand found its way under my shirt. He slipped a finger into my bra and ran it along my already hard nipple. A low moan escaped my lips. I hadn’t wanted another man in over two years, except for tonight, and it seemed like I wanted both Eric and Caleb. My body was pulsating and my pussy was
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