Until the End of Time [Council Enforcers 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
Council Enforcers 3
Until the End of Time
Ryan Denton and Kenneth Bolton are both top Enforcers for the Shifter Council. They are also mates. Although neither had ever looked at another man romantically, accepting their mating was easy, but both feel it’s incomplete. They believe there is a third out there, a female, meant for them.
Talia Westin has spent the last three years living in misery. Her mate was killed hunting a rogue and she has been spiraling further into depression ever since. When she is offered to be the midwife for the infamous Mitch Ericson’s mate, Talia agrees to take the job because he was her mate’s idol. Had she known the job came with two shifters claiming to be her mates, she would have never left her bed.
Ryan and Ken have their work cut out for them, not only in convincing Talia she belongs to them, but keeping her safe from a man determined to destroy them all for ruining his plans.
Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Shape-shifter
Length: 40,645 words
UNTIL THE END OF TIME
Council Enforcers 3
Keyonna Davis
MENAGE AMOUR
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com
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UNTIL THE END OF TIME
Copyright © 2014 by Keyonna Davis
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Epilogue
About the Author
UNTIL THE END OF TIME
Council Enforcers 3
KEYONNA DAVIS
Copyright © 2014
Chapter 1
“Do you think it’s wise to invite a stranger there?” Ryan asked Mitch. He was concerned for his friend. It had been a month since they had gotten Jacqueline back, and they’d still had no sign of Percival. The sniveling coward had somehow escaped them again. The last thing they needed was to be on guard because a stranger was in the house.
“I have to, Ry,” Mitch grumbled. “As much as I don’t like it, Tessa is eight months pregnant. We have no idea when she will deliver, and I have no plans of taking her to a hospital where it isn’t safe. The midwife coming here is the best solution for everyone. If it works out, then we already have someone lined up for Jacqueline when it’s her turn.”
“Did you at least check this woman out?” Ryan knew it was a dumb question the moment it left his mouth. The snort Mitch gave him through the phone proved that.
“As if I would let someone into my home that I haven’t personally checked. National Security and the Secret Service have nothing on my background checks. I know everything from what this woman had for breakfast on her first day of school down to the diary entry about her secret crush in the tenth grade.”
Despite his arrogance, Ryan knew Mitch wasn’t lying. The man loved his naps in the sun and lying around, generally being lazy, but when it came to his family and friends, he stopped at nothing to keep them safe.
Ryan sighed into the phone. He and Ken had come home for a little privacy. They had only been there about two weeks, and now it looked as though they were about to pack up and leave again. There was no way they could rest knowing there was a stranger in Mitch’s home when they weren’t there to watch his back. “When will she be there?”
“Three days,” Mitch grunted.
“We’ll be there in two.”
Ryan held the phone away from his ear and stared at it when he realized Mitch had hung up without saying good-bye. As he went to find his mate, he shook his head and wondered how Mitch had any friends at all. Ryan found Ken in his “den,” as he liked to call it, the living room being his mate’s favorite room besides the bedroom. Ken was lounging on their large custom couch, surrounded by dozens of fluffy pillows.
When Ryan sat on the couch, he sank down into all of the cushions until he was almost swallowed up. He heard Ken’s deep chuckle before he was plucked up and placed on the man’s lap. Ryan wiggled until he was comfortable, then rested his head against his mate’s chest. Although Ryan wasn’t a small man, when he was next to Ken, he was dwarfed. The man’s large lap was hands down his favorite spot. “We have to go back to Mitch’s.”
Ken wrapped his arms around him. “I heard.”
Ryan closed his eyes and relaxed against his mate. Before he’d met Ken, he had never even looked at another man romantically. It had been the same for Ken. Now he couldn’t imagine not being able to touch his mate or feel his touch every day. His lion agreed. Being with each other had never felt strange or
weird for either of them. They simply accepted the fact that they were mates and had learned to adapt. Though he and Ken both agreed, their mating didn’t feel complete. There was a part of them still missing, and that part was the female who was meant for the both of them. They both had faith they would find her, but until then, they enjoyed being in each other’s arms.
“She gets there in three days, so I told Mitch we would be there in two.”
“That gives us plenty of time.”
Ryan lifted his head and looked at Ken. He knew the answer from the tone in the man’s husky voice, but he still asked, “For what?”
Ken’s answer was a growl before he leaned down and kissed him. That growl was the one thing about Ken that could turn him on in an instant and the man knew it. Ryan’s cock instantly went from soft to rock hard whenever he heard the deep rumble coming from his bear’s chest.
Turning, Ryan straddled Ken’s lap and ground his straining erection into Ken’s stomach, showing him exactly how he was affected. “I’ve missed this,” he panted against his mate’s lips. “I miss the privacy of being able to do whatever we want, when we want.”
“Show me how much you miss it. Strip.”
A deep shudder went down Ryan’s spine at his mate’s commanding tone. He wasted no time standing to follow the order. Ryan pulled his T-shirt over his head and reached for the button of his jeans. Before he could make it, he was distracted when Ken reached up with his large fingers and pinched both of Ryan’s nipples between them. Gripping Ken’s forearms, Ryan threw his head back and let out an unmanly whimper at the shards of pleasure shooting from his chest directly to his crotch. The chuckle from Ken told Ryan the man knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how sensitive Ryan’s nipples were and it seemed Ken was in the mood to drive him crazy. With each tug, Ryan moved closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. His hips moved as if they had a mind of their own, humping Ken’s stomach, searching for anything to relieve the ache in his cock.
Hearing another growl from Ken, Ryan looked down to see that the man’s fangs had descended just before he used them to grip the edge of Ryan’s jeans. With a sharp tug, the waistband was shredded enough to allow his jeans to peel away from his body without the use of hands. Ryan felt himself trembling at the sight of the savage beast before him. Between the sharp fangs still glistening and the unearthly glow coming from his eyes, Ken almost looked feral. Ryan knew differently, though. He released Ken’s arms and bent down far enough to run his tongue over the exposed fangs.
“You’re so damn sexy when your beast is showing.” Ryan meant every word. He slid from Ken’s lap and dropped to his knees between his mate’s thighs, amazed the movement didn’t cause Ken to lose the grip he had on Ryan’s nipples. The man still gently pinched and rolled them between his fingers, driving Ryan mad. As much as he hated to lose the sensation, Ryan had other things in mind. “You’re gonna have to let me go, babe.” He smirked when Ken groaned as if it was his own nipples being pinched and pulled, but he reluctantly let go.
With a palm in the center of Ken’s chest, Ryan pushed him until he was leaning back against the sofa cushions. Once the big man was settled, Ryan reached for the button of his jeans and unsnapped it. The sound of the zipper seemed loud in the silent room as Ryan slowly lowered it. He was rewarded with the view of Ken’s trimmed dark hair above his cock, letting him know the man was going commando. Ryan grinned. He knew the lack of underwear was more about comfort for Ken than easy access. It didn’t mean Ryan wasn’t going to take advantage. Leaning forward, he ran his tongue along the ridges and grooves of Ken’s abs, and felt the muscles tense against his tongue when his mate sucked in a breath and hissed.
Ryan gripped Ken’s waistband and slowly pulled when he lifted his hips to help. Once the jeans were off, he stared at his mate lounging on the couch, gloriously naked. Thanks to their shifter metabolism, Ken’s large body didn’t have an ounce of fat on it even though the man was pushing three hundred pounds. His golden skin was completely smooth aside from the light dusting of dark hair at his groin and on his legs. When Ryan first learned Ken was a bear, he figured the man would be covered from head to toe in thick hair. He was glad he had assumed wrong when he had gotten his first glimpse of the man completely naked. The sight still managed to take his breath away after years of being together.
Lifting Ken’s foot, Ryan settled it on his lap before leaning over and running his tongue across his mate’s ankle. He trailed his tongue up his mate’s leg, savoring the taste of him until he got to his inner thigh. Ken’s large cock was weeping clear fluid where it rested against the crease of his leg. Ryan blew hot breath against it and watched as it twitched before he totally ignored it and lifted Ken’s other foot in his lap. He repeated the process with his tongue up the opposite leg. Ken’s groans had his own cock jerking in his jeans. Knowing what was coming next, Ryan shoved one hand in his pants, pulling his own cock out. He gripped it tightly as he gripped Ken’s large shaft with the other. The man was large all over, including his cock. Ryan wasn’t a small man by any means but he still wasn’t able to get his fingers completely around Ken’s cock.
“Are you going to suck it or just stare at it?” Ken asked, his voice gruff and impatient.
Ryan grinned. He was definitely going to suck it. His mouth watered at the thought. Leaning down, he opened his mouth and engulfed his mate’s cock.
* * * *
Ken laid his head back and groaned at the feel of Ryan’s hot heat surrounding the head of his cock. He had to force himself to hold still and not lift his hips when all he wanted to do was drive his cock in and out of his mate’s mouth until he came deep down Ryan’s throat. He was mindless when it came to his mate and it had always been that way. From the beginning, Ken would start out their sexual encounters dominant and commanding, but somehow, Ryan always found a way to change things around. By the time Ken usually realized it, it was too late to do anything but go with it. He was too lost to pleasure by then to care.
Ryan ran his tongue along the underside of his cock before flicking it against the sensitive skin beneath the head and Ken gritted his teeth. After being mated for fourteen years, the man knew exactly how to bring him to the brink of orgasm. “Damn, mate. If you don’t ease up, this is going to be over before it starts.”
A chuckle vibrating against his cock before a hand tugged gently on his balls was the only response Ken got. It seemed Ryan was in a wicked mood and he was going to do everything possible to drive Ken crazy. Between the hand on his balls, the one stroking his shaft, and Ryan trying his best to devour his cock with his warm wet mouth, Ken was already past crazy. He knew there was no way he was going to last long enough to come inside his mate. Instead, he tangled his fingers in Ryan’s hair and held his head still. Careful not to go too deep and choke the man, Ken lifted his hips. He slowly eased his cock in and out of Ryan’s mouth and moaned when his mate clamped his lips shut over his cock and sucked as if he could keep Ken in his mouth when he pulled out.
When Ryan began to moan and whimper around his cock, Ken felt the familiar tingle at the base of his spine signaling he was about to come. “Fuck, mate. I’m close.” Ken looked down between his legs at Ryan. He could see Ryan’s hand fisting his own cock at a rapid pace. From the fluid leaking from the tip, Ken knew his mate was close to coming as well. “You like that, don’t you? You like me shoving my thick cock down your throat.”
Ryan’s answer came out as a moan at Ken’s words right before he came. The smell of his mate’s cum instantly sent Ken over the edge. He threw his head back and roared as he came, shooting jets of liquid down Ryan’s throat.
Ken panted until he could think clearly again. Ryan’s head rested against his thigh as he did the same. When Ken was coherent enough, he pulled his mate up from the floor and settled him on his lap again. He lifted Ryan’s face with a finger under his chin until their mouths were even then captured his lips with his own. When they both became desperate for air, he released Ryan’s lips, w
ho then sighed and rested his head on Ken’s chest.
Ken could taste himself mixed in with Ryan’s flavor and felt life coming back to his cock that quick. It was always like that with Ryan. No matter how sated Ken was, one look or even a small whiff of his mate had him ready to go instantly. Ken didn’t think an hour went by that he didn’t have a hard-on since he had first laid eyes on Ryan. Even though he had never looked at another man in that way, one look at Ryan, and he had been head over heels for the man. The fact that his mate was another man didn’t matter. Every shifter knew what a mate was and how sacred they were. Some shifters went their whole existence longing for their mate and never finding them. For Ken to reject his mate because he was male wasn’t something that ever crossed his mind. Instead, he had thanked fate for bringing the man to him.
They were nervous when they’d first had sex and mated, but that was to be expected since neither knew what to do with another man. There had been no weirdness or disgust, though. It made Ken wonder why there were humans out there so against same-sex couples. He envied humans because they were able to find love with multiple people in their lifetimes. They had no clue how lucky they were, but most often rejected someone because of size, or color, or sex. Shifters didn’t have that luxury. They knew instantly if someone was their mate or not. It made it hard to have a relationship with someone when they knew they weren’t meant to be together. It made for a long, lonely life since they could live pretty much forever. Because of that fact, the majority of shifters didn’t bat an eyelash at a same-sex mating. They were rare, but they happened.