Promised Legacy (MF) (Polyamory)
The Shifters of New Hampshire
Luminosity Publishing
Shifting has become a family matter.
One year ago, under the full moon, City girl Nadia St. John gave herself to the trio of champion shifters, fully prepared to conceive a child each year in the name of enduring peace.
Now, as the second Sammenføjning ceremony approaches, Nadia’s mind is flooded with erotic fantasies about the upcoming foursome. Consumed by guilt, she tries to hide her erotic daydreaming from her young lover, Jamie.
And the fugitive Celia continues to threaten to destabilize the ceremony, either by kidnapping, murder . . . or blatant offense.
To disrupt the ceremony could trigger a bloody war between the packs.
Reader Advisory: A Paranormal Romantic Suspense story describing women who surrender themselves to handsome, muscular shifters. Contains nudity.
PUBLISHER NOTE: M/F and mild F/F encounters. (Polyamory). M/F Romance with Ménage encounters. Voyeurism. 27,600 words. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Promised Legacy (MF) (Polyamory)
The Shifters of New Hampshire
Luminosity Publishing
“Come to bed for a short while,” she promised. “I miss holding you.”
“Hmm.” I climbed in beside Laura, rolled onto my side, and she spooned into my back, one arm already around my middle. “Keep your hands where I can see them.”
“What about my lips?” She kissed the back of my neck, making me writhe in her grasp.
“No, stop. I won’t be able to control myself.”
“Really?” She kissed me again and chuckled.
“Okay, I’m leaving now.” I started to move, but her arm held me like a steel trap.
“I’m sorry, I was only teasing. No more, I really promise.”
“Can I trust you this time?”
“One hundred percent.”
“Okay but behave.”
“I do love you, though.” She rubbed her cheek against my shoulder.
“Love you too . . . Godmother.”
“So, tell me about your dream.”
“I told you, I don’t remember—”
“Oh, fuck, oh, yes, more, more.”
“Stop that! I didn’t say—”
“What about ‘Make as much mess as you want, in my pussy, my face, anywhere you want’?”
“You heard that part?”
“Mm-hm.”
Crap! “I was dreaming about the ceremony . . . with the champions.”
“The ceremony’s usually very formal.”
“Yeah, well. My mind got distracted.”
“Were we all there?”
She’s asking if she got to join in.
“Don’t tease. Was I there? Was Jamie? Did I get to have sticky seconds with one of the champions?”
“To get sticky seconds, you’d need sticky firsts.”
“You know what I mean. Did I get to play after they finished with you?”
“I’m not sure. It’s difficult to remember.”
“Aw, please try. Did I have fun, or was I in the background?”
I sighed. “You got to have some fun with Jared. And I think you helped Jamie to finish.”
“Hee-hee.” Yes, she actually said hee-hee.
“Please don’t tell Jamie I’m having erotic dreams about the champions. He’ll be hurt and jealous.”
Laura shifted behind me. “You’ve had other dreams?”
“For about two, maybe three weeks.”
“You must be so excited about tonight.”
“Some excitement,” I confessed, “and some fear.” I sighed. “Talk about performance anxiety.”
“I don’t know what that is.”
“Count yourself lucky. Look, three hot guys are expecting to have sex with me tonight. What if I don’t live up to their expectations? What happens if I’m not enough to get them hard?”
“That’s why I’ll be there.”
“Hey! You’re supposed to be a witness, not a fluffer.”
“I . . . what’s a fluffer?”
“Don’t worry about it. Look, if they don’t get hard, it’s because they don’t think I’m sexy. I certainly don’t feel sexy.”
Of course, Laura grabbed my boob and squeezed to prove me wrong.
“I meant, the guys have probably been dreaming about tonight for a year. What if I don’t meet their expectations?”
“They seemed horny enough last year,” she reminded me.
“I was a wolf, Laura. They were wolves too. This year I’m just . . . me.”
She kissed my shoulder. “You’re worrying about nothing, Nadia. You’ll see. There will be three magnificent erections around your bed. No doubt in my mind.”
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