Two Wolves, a Man, and Their Woman [Werewolf Castle 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
Werewolf Castle 5
Two Wolves, a Man, and Their Woman
All three Golubev brothers—two werewolves, Dominik and Stefan, and one human, Uwe—want the same human woman, Kady Balan, who works at Werewolf Castle with their sister Anastasia. They decide to unite their efforts to claim her. With all three of them on the job, they can’t possibly fail to attract her to them. But none of their attempts to get to know her better succeed.
First they take her to a waterfall, but she’s wearing a swimsuit under her clothes so they don’t get to see her body. Then they meet strangers on the mountain who are planning trouble for their Alpha, so their date is cut short as they rush Kady out of danger and go to tell the Alpha what is happening. With various Alphas fighting to be the Supreme Alpha of Europe, will they ever find time and safety to romance Kady properly?
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves
Length: 35,773 words
TWO WOLVES, A MAN, AND THEIR WOMAN
Werewolf Castle 5
Cara Adams
MENAGE EVERLASTING
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TWO WOLVES, A MAN, AND THEIR WOMAN
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
About the Author
TWO WOLVES, A MAN, AND THEIR WOMAN
Werewolf Castle 5
CARA ADAMS
Copyright © 2013
Prologue
Somewhere in the south of Europe, where the summers are hot and the winters are mild, is a large castle nestled against tall mountains. The mountains are wild and untamed. And so are the werewolves who live in them. Including the ones in the castle. Werewolf Castle. Where the dungeons are the setting for intense scenes of BDSM punishment, love, and orgasms. And the partnerships are always in threes. Two werewolf men and one human woman.
Chapter One
It was Kady Balan’s afternoon off, and she was hiking up the mountains and loving stretching her muscles and being in the hot sunshine in the middle of the day. She was aware she likely wasn’t supposed to be here—climbing a couple of fences, one of which had a locked gate, kind of made that obvious—but she didn’t really care. The sunshine was glorious, being out of the kitchens was freeing, and she was determined to get to the top of this particular mini-mountain and check out the view.
The first fence she had simply put her foot on the bottom strand of wire, lifted up the middle strand as far as it would go, and then ducked between the wires. She wasn’t particularly tall so it was easy. A little farther on the trees had been planted in rows. She didn’t know what type of tree they were, but being in rows was a giveaway that they belonged to the wolf pack. The second fence, the one she’d come to perhaps ten minutes later, was considerably higher. She’d had to take a run up at it, then jump and climb and eventually scramble, to get over it. That was the one with the locked gate. After that she’d seen the fruit trees and known for sure she was in the orchards of Werewolf Castle.
Kady hiked past rows of apple and pear trees, then a group of very old walnut trees. After a little while she reached rows of orange trees, cherry trees, and plum trees. By the time she was ready for a rest she was hiking past grapevines that continued until she arrived at the top of the mountain. She found a flat rock and sat down, pulled her water bottle out of her backpack, and took a long drink.
But soon she was ready to look around. She jumped to her feet and turned, gazing around the small plateau she was standing on. There were much higher mountains behind her. They were the ones where the wild werewolves lived, the Mountain pack, whereas these lower mountain areas belonged to the Werewolf Castle pack, even though not all the wolves actually lived in the castle. However, right now, late summer and still the tourist season, most of the able-bodied Werewolf Castle pack wolves worked in the castle. It was a tourist attraction and the main way in which the pack supported itself.
It was midafternoon on a Wednesday, and when she stood on the edge of the plateau overlooking the castle, she could see right inside it and there were tiny dots moving around everywhere. The people. She looked at the outer courtyard, noting several big tourist coaches still in the parking lot. Tourists usually spent half a day at the castle, and the afternoon groups would have another hour or ninety minutes of their visit left yet. In the inner courtyard she could see right over the maze and smiled at children and young people running around inside it. Beside the maze was the jumping castle for smaller children, and all around the edges, against the
castle walls, were the shops, known as the Village Traders. They sold all sorts of semimedieval items, food, knickknacks, games and puzzles, and gifts.
Food. That was why she was working at the castle this summer. She’d recently graduated from the local college with qualifications as a chef. She’d worked part-time all through school in a fast food restaurant and there was a job waiting for her there again, any time she cared to return. But she’d wanted this summer doing what she thought of as “real” cooking. At the castle she’d made pies and cakes, baked bread, and experimented with a range of semimedieval meals and all the attendant spices. Kady’d spent hours and hours researching medieval recipes and practicing how to make a medieval dish taste good to a twenty-first-century palate.
She loved the work and was going to miss it like hell when the tourist season ended and she wasn’t needed anymore. She was going to miss Uwe Golubev, too. Kady walked over to a tree and sat on the grass, resting her back against its trunk.
Uwe. Such a yummy man. And human like her, not a werewolf like his father and two older brothers. Kady’s friend and coworker, Anastasia Golubev, was the baby of her family and a trained chef. She’d been working at the castle for three years even though she was human, too. A few months ago there’d been trouble with some people spying on workers in the castle, and the Alpha of the Werewolf Castle pack had called in Anastasia’s three brothers, all big, fierce men, to keep a watch on the troublemakers. Uwe was an excellent baker, even though he had no training, so he’d started working in the kitchens and he was every bit as delicious as his pies and tarts.
Actually, all three brothers were mighty nice to look at. All big and dark and wild, like so many of the mountain werewolves, but smart and funny and good company as well. Although the oldest brother, Dominik, could be scary at times.
Kady grinned. The Werewolf Castle wolves suffered from a shortage of females, so they had a policy that two male wolves mated a human female. Anastasia herself had recently agreed to marry two of the wolves, Evan Huber, the head chef in the Castle Kitchen, and Ion Varga, an IT geek in the castle.
Kady wouldn’t have minded marrying a couple of handsome wolves herself. Especially Dominik and Stefan Golubev, but she liked the youngest brother, Uwe, even more. And he was human. Not that he’d ever made a move on her. He hadn’t asked her on a date or kissed her or anything. But she knew he was interested in her. Maybe she should make a move on him instead. Maybe she’d back him into the walk-in refrigerator and kiss him when he couldn’t get away from her or something. It’d be fun to see if he kissed her back or panicked. Except, she’d hate to be fired from this job. She loved it too much to jeopardize it. Dammit!
Kady caught a flash of movement out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head around to see behind her tree so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. Then she smiled. It was a wolf, a big black one, standing maybe a hundred feet away from her, watching her.
“Hi. It’s okay. I work at the castle,” she told him.
Well she supposed it was a him. She didn’t think one of their few females would be out here alone.
She rested back against the tree trunk again, closing her eyes, only to find the huge wolf’s front paws straddling her legs, his face almost in hers.
Her eyes snapped open at his hot breath on her face. Her heart was beating so fast she thought she might have a stroke, and she suddenly remembered there were actual wolves as well as werewolf shape-shifters in these mountains. She opened her mouth to scream, as she stared into his gray eyes.
Gray eyes.
“Fuck it, Dominik Golubev! Back off, you big lump. You just about gave me a heart attack,” she yelled, ignoring the fact that strokes and heart attacks were different things, and people her age, twenty-two, didn’t usually have either of them.
“How did you know it was me and not Stefan?” Dominik had only taken the smallest of paces back from her, and he was stark naked. So naked, his long, thick cock was just about at her chin level and very tempting. She forced her gaze higher, to rest on his face.
“Stefan isn’t as much of an asshole as you are. He wouldn’t deliberately try to scare me for no reason.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” Dominik clicked his fingers and a second wolf appeared. This one was just as big and just as black, but it stood a few feet away from her, proving her point in her mind, at least.
“Go and put some pants on, Dominik. Or get back into your fur,” she said.
“We left our clothes by the gate. Who gave you the key to the gate? Humans aren’t supposed to come here, not even Werewolf Castle pack humans.”
“I climbed over the fence. It’s my day off and I’ve wanted to come up this mountain ever since I started work at the castle.”
Dominik stretched his hand down to hers, gripped, and hauled her to her feet.
“Well, you’ve seen the mountain and now it’s time to go. This area is private and you’re not a wolf.”
Kady eyed both man and wolf thoughtfully, then decided her chances of out arguing them were nonexistent. She shouldered her backpack and followed them down the mountain. As soon as Dominik knew she was coming he changed back into a wolf. On the one hand she was disappointed at not being able to stare at his stunning naked body anymore. On the other, she needed to watch her feet and the trail so it was likely just as well he stopped being such a distraction. But he sure did have a nice chest. And an even nicer cock.
They stopped at a thick grove of trees and the men transformed and got dressed. Kady had a quick look at Stefan while he was naked and he was every bit as pretty as Dominik. She knew a lady would have turned her back on them while they were naked, but good girls didn’t have nearly as much fun as bad girls.
The men walked all the way back to the castle with her. But when she lined up at the turnstiles and showed her staff ID to be scanned into the barbican, they silently moved away. She supposed they were going back to the mountain to patrol it some more. Not a bad job on such a lovely day
* * * *
“You were damn lucky she didn’t go into hysterics,” said Stefan quietly once they were out of the crowd and walking up the path to the mountain.
“No chance of that. She’s no whiny little princess,” scoffed Dominik.
“She’s a lot younger than us, though. Younger even than Anastasia. She’s only recently graduated from cooking school,” emphasized Stefan.
It was fortunate he had still been in wolf form when Kady’d called Dom an asshole. He’d been very tempted to laugh and that would have gotten him a punch in the face at the very least. His big brother took being the eldest of their family very seriously and he expected to be respected and obeyed. The three brothers had fought a lot as children, constantly angling for recognition for their individual differences. But if anyone outside the family had attacked them they’d always instantly united against the foreigner. Now that they were adults they seldom fought or even argued except in fun, but they all maintained a healthy understanding of each other’s pressure points and weren’t above using them to win a debate.
Dom only grunted but Stefan knew he’d noted the point. Stefan liked the little human chef, his baby sister’s friend. She had a great sense of fun and humor, which he enjoyed. He hated it when people took life terribly seriously all the time. Now he could add courage and intelligence to her character. She must have been terrified when Dom stood almost on top of her. They were both big wolves. No one would ever mistake them for cute puppy dogs. They were much too large. Yet instead of screaming or trying to run away she’d stared Dom down and worked out who he was. That made her mighty smart. It wasn’t like they wore name tags on their fur or anything.
He walked for a while wondering how Kady had recognized Dominik. He’d have thought that to a human one big black wolf looked pretty much like any other big black wolf. But she’d known instantly. She was a pretty woman with long dark hair she wore tied up on her head mostly, and deep brown eyes. He’d like to see her with her hair down o
ne day. He’d run his fingers through it and tease her delicate skin with it. Then he’d look into her eyes and—
“Eyes. That’s how she knew who we were. Because we all have gray eyes like Anastasia’s. Well, like Mom’s really, but she’d have recognized your eyes because of Anastasia’s.”
“Yeah, that makes sense. She looked right at me.”
“Well she could hardly avoid you. You were in her face,” said Stefan.
Dom was quiet. They headed back up the mountain, stripped out of their clothing once they were inside the gate, then ran the borders of the land checking for any holes in the fence and any sign that anyone had been there. Apart from one cheeky little human who he was coming to like a lot.
As he kept his gaze moving from fence to trees and back again, Stefan tried to remember what he knew about Kady. It wasn’t much. Her family lived on the mountain but both her parents were humans unlike his family with a werewolf father and human mother. He didn’t think she had any siblings but he wasn’t completely sure about that. He did know she’d run wild on the mountain as a child, playing with wolves and humans from dawn to dusk all summer long. But since she was a lot younger than them she’d never been part of their crowd.
Stefan tried to work out her age. Dom was thirty-one, he was twenty-nine, Uwe twenty-seven, and Anastasia twenty-five. Had Anastasia said they were at school together, but several years apart? He kept trying to remember the conversation and finally shrugged. His guess was Kady was twenty-one or twenty-two. A lot younger than them. A hell of a lot younger. But did it have to be too much of an age gap? She’d sure acted maturely today even if she was on the mountain when she shouldn’t have been.