The Dom Protects His Puma [Unchained Love 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Page B

Dom, caring and considerate always, never putting himself ahead of his submissives’ needs. JB had been prepared to do almost anything to have Ramona, but Omar hadn’t taken advantage of him. JB considered him a friend as well as his Master and was happy to leave the decision making to him. He was a huge black panther. Just seeing him in this form should scare away anyone looking through the fence.
    And Ramona. Oh, she was just so lovely. Even as a puma she was sleek and muscled, her legs moving smoothly and gracefully as she ran behind Omar. Grace in motion, her every action fluid and beautiful, just as she was through and through. He loved her so much, and he could still hardly believe she was his. They were mated—or would be by the end of tonight. She hadn’t bitten him yet, that was still to come.
    As well as watching Omar and Ramona to be sure they didn’t decide to leave the track and go off in another direction, JB kept a close eye on the new fence. It’d taken a huge amount of work to install, but it was strong and sturdy, high enough to protect everyone, shape-shifter and human, for a very long time. There was also the inner electric fence. That was just a single strand and ran between the trees, designed to catch anyone who cut the outer fence. The thought was that they wouldn’t be expecting a second inner fence, and it was built to be as unobtrusive as possible.
    Everything looked good. The fence line had already been cleared, and all his workers had needed to do was trim back a few trees a cat may have been able to use to jump from a branch over the fence.
    Omar was setting a sustainable pace, fairly fast but evidently one both he and Ramona could maintain for the miles that they were going to run. He hoped he could keep up. It’d been a while since he’d ridden more than a couple miles on the bike, and it was hard work pedaling over the rough ground. A hell of a lot easier than if he’d been on foot, though.
    Omar left the fence line and began running up a low hill. Ramona followed him, as did JB, groaning at the extra effort demanded of his legs. At the top of the hill was a bowl-shaped area of lush grass. Omar shifted into human form and lay down, stretching his long limbs. Ramona joined him and sat cross-legged. “That was amazing. I haven’t had such a long run in forever.”
    “I enjoyed it, too,” said JB, leaning the bike against a tree and flopping down beside them. “Of course, tomorrow I may be so stiff I won’t be able to move.”
    “Don’t worry. I’ll give you a massage,” Ramona said, rubbing his shoulders.
    JB flashed a look at Omar, but he was smiling. “Massage a little lower,” he suggested.
    Ramona gave a broad grin and also looked at Omar, who was still smiling.
    “Here?” she teased, rubbing his chest over his shirt.
    “Lower.”
    “You could massage him better if you took his clothes off,” said Omar.
    “I like that idea,” said JB. So they were going to fuck out here. It was a nice place. Secluded and safe, and the grass was soft. That was fine by him. He stood up again, spreading his arms wide. “Have at me, my precious.”
    JB half expected she’d rip his clothes off him in two seconds flat, but instead, she kneeled down and carefully untied the laces of one of his sneakers, then the other. She placed his shoes neatly to one side before removing his socks and rolling them up inside the shoes. Ramona stood up and smoothed her hand over his chest until she reached the bottom of his shirt. She lifted it so slowly and gradually he was totally hard by the time it came off. Of course, she was naked and leaning over him, which was enough to arouse any man alive. She was so cute. So sweet and enticing, yet determined, too. He got the impression that if he tried to stop her she would go all tigerish—pumerish?—on him.
    Finally, just when he thought his cock would drill a hole in his jeans, she unzipped him and freed his erection. She ran her hands down his hips