Carnal Pt. 17

Moving was stressful. Managing a crisis and robbery was stressful. Training a surprise apprentice was stressful. Dating two people was stressful. And managing it all at once? Yeah, that was stressful. Add in the nerves of moving in with those two people meant Thistle was a cauldron ready to boil over. So, she had never been more thankful for the pack.

When she had sent out the message she had hoped for two, maybe three people to show up at best. Not the half dozen who crowded the small space. And apparently there were just as many helping Melody. She knew Titus and Clay, but the rest of them were strangers. Only there because she was a part of their pack. It added an extra level of emotion on an already emotional day. She made sure there was the best pizza and drinks for them at Archer's place as thanks. Family took care of family.

The work was done by early evening. The pizza was devoured, and all spare drinks were given out. For the first time Thistle's new home was quiet. The apartment was still a tomb of drab modern style. But Thistle and Melody had planned to combat that. Colorful blankets already adorned the couches and schemes were in the works. Soon they would claim the entire place.

Thistle was ready to kick up her feet and relax. She didn't even have to cook. Archer was handling that. His moving-in gift. Living with your partners had some serious benefits. But Melody wasn't letting Thistle relax. She yanked the tired fox off the couch and into the bedroom. Apparently living with your partners also had some downsides.

But it wasn't the steamy sex that Thistle had figured Melody was after. No, it was a matching pair of pink pajamas. Pink spaghetti strap crop tops with shorts. Adorable and possibly perfect for adjusting to the warmth of three bodies in a bed at once.

"I was thinking it would be cute if we matched. At least for tonight." Melody explained looking rather less confident in herself than normal.

Thistle could fix that. Pulling her in with an arm around her waist. She gave Melody a soft kiss, hoping it would banish all those worries.

"I think that sounds wonderful." She responded between gentle kisses. So, the pair put on the pajamas and returned to Archer. It wasn't fair for him to miss out on any of the fun on their first night.

The house smelt amazing as they returned to the kitchen. The sizzling of meat mixed with a soft rock playlist Archer had put on as he cooked. He turned from the stove to smile at them as they entered. Thistles couldn't help blushing a little as she noticed his eyes wander. He was her pervert.

"You both look stunning." He said, before turning back to the stove.

"You're cooking real food?" Melody asked jokingly as she clambered onto the island, sitting cross legged. Thistle for her part took a stool.

"Yes." Archer's tone had switched to guarded, sensing Melody's mood. But Melody turned to Thistle.

"Did you know he could cook? Because I didn't."

"He tried to cook me breakfast once, but he burned it. So, no." Thistle responded. She didn't need to mention all the successful times he had made her breakfast.

"Fuck both you." Archer spoke up. "Is this what the rest of my life will look like then?" He looked over his shoulder and the girls nodded. He just shook his head looking back at the food. "Guess I can live with it."

"What are you making?" Thistle asked, her hunger overriding her sass. She knew she would be devouring whatever he served.

"Burned mess it seems. Or if you're lucky it will be steak, shrimp, baked potatoes and asparagus. We'll have to see." He teased back. "But on a serious note, we've never talked allergies. Any I should know about? Because I'm all good."

"Same." Thistle added.

"I'm allergic to nuts." Melody spoke up.

Thistle gave her a skeptical look. "Are you or is that a lesbian joke?"

"Excuse me I considered myself bi these days. Not a lesbian. Seeing as I have a boyfriend." Melody faked being offended but her grin gave her away. "But yes, it totally was. I'm good with whatever."

"Rest of my life." Archer muttered to himself. He didn't turn fast enough to hide the smile though.

"So, I got a serious question too." Thistle spoke up, getting her partner's attention.

"How are you both handling this? Us being together? I can imagine it's a bit weirder for you two than me."

Melody looked at Archer before answering. "We were more worried about you at first."

"Me? Why?"

"Splitting time between us seemed... challenging. We were worried that it was a lot for you. We hoped moving in together would help you."

"But as for us we're great." Archer added. "We had a few talks to figure out how we work physically. We're not just dating each other for your sake, Thistle. I care for and love Melody as much as I care for and love you."

To emphasize that point he walked to the counter and gave Melody a long kiss on the top of her head. The snow leopard wiggled, happy for the attention. Thistle swore she could feel her heart swell at the sight. This worked, it really worked.

"That was adorable. And yeah, it was tough before but completely worth it. I was used to you both sharing me before we officially started dating anyway. So, I'm perfectly happy."

"There is one issue though..." Melody cut in. "I'm Mels and he's Archie but you don't have a pet name. Can't really do anything with Thistle though."

"No, you can't." Archer said, his smile showed evil intent. "And sweet names like honey just don't suit her."

"Don't I get a say in this?" Thistle asked, not liking the pair scheming together.

"No," Was the answer from both.

"How about one about how she always acts up?" Archer suggested. "Or comes charging in raging when angry."

"That's a great idea. Let's see Wildfire? No. Ember? Nah. Oh, I got it Spitfire!" Melody lit up as it clicked, wiggling once more. "That's perfect! Our little Spitfire!"

"I love it." Archer agreed. "Spitfire it is."

"Nooo." Thistle whined in protest. "I actually try to behave these days."

"Really? You fly in hot and cool down quickly. Spitfire is perfect." Archer said.

"If you call me that then I'm call you Grumps." She pointed at Archer. "And you Wiggles." She gestured to Melody.

"Grumps is the best you got?" Archer rolled his eyes as he spoke.

"It does fit but why am I Wiggles?" Melody seemed excited by hers as Archer huffed. Thistle had to wonder if Melody was joking. She was wiggling on the counter right now. She just gave Melody a look and it seemed to click.

"Oh, because I wiggle when happy! Duh. I love this. Our first pet names." It seemed to dawn on Archer and Thistle at the same time that these names weren't going anywhere. Not if Melody had her say.

"That's it. No dinner for either of you, Wiggles and Spitfire." Archer muttered.

Melody and Thistle shard a glance before speaking in unison. "Ok, Grumps." The pair fell into a fit of giggles as Archer just shook his head and returned to cooking.

Dinner was incredible and they continued the streak of not using the dining table as they ate in the kitchen. Despite their teasing Archer was an incredible cook. Thistle would have to up her game from ramen packets and boxed mac and cheese. Or secretly order out and pretend it was hers. Whatever worked. Those were concerns for less eventful days.

The trio retreated to the couch after dinner. They decided on a movie and relaxed as the sun faded over the horizon. It was a perfect end to a crazy day. Well, it would be for a normal couple. In the end they weren't a normal couple. It didn't take long for the touches to start. A brush of a tail here, claws scratching her arm. Thistle was the target of both as they explored and teased. It didn't take long for her to bite her bottom lip to hide her noises. Trying not to give them any satisfaction. But she wouldn't last long.

"Spitfire, are you okay?" Melody asked as if it wasn't her hand teasingly close to Thistle's aching sex.

"Yup, perfectly fine." She responded between gritted teeth, refusing to lose. But winning or losing was quickly losing its importance.

"You sure? You look flustered." Archer added in, as his very lovely claw traveled down her neck. It was the final nail in her coffin.

"Maybe we should go to bed?" She offered as a compromise. But Melody wasn't having it.

"Aww, but here I was hoping we could celebrate our first night with some fun."

Thistle just glared at her. "You know that's what I mean, Wiggles."

"Do I?" Melody teased with a feigning ignorance act. "Perhaps you should just tell me outright what you need. Communication is key in a relationship. Especially one like ours.

God fucking damn her. Thistle took a deep breath and spoke low and slow. "Will you two just fuck me after teasing me for the last hour?"

"Oh, yeah I'm game if Grumps is." Melody answered. It was scary how quickly the pet names were flowing into conversation.

"Do you need to ask?" Archer spoke up. while pinching Thistle's nipple, making her let out a gasp. "Why don't you go get the bedroom ready, Mels? I'll prepare our girlfriend."

Melody didn't seem to trust Archer, sitting up to look at him over Thistle. "That sounds like a trap. Is it a fun one at least?"

"It involves you getting off so I would say yes. Now go and strip. We'll be right there."

Melody grumbled, never happy to take orders. But tonight, she followed them. Archer was moving as soon as the bedroom door closed. He went to a cabinet under the TV, pulling out cords of red rope.

"Do you just leave rope lying around? Not creepy at all." Thistle tried to joke, but the humor didn't reach her voice. She was desperate after all that teasing. Needed to be fucked right now. And Archer with rope was not helping her at all.

"Got the idea a few days ago. Figured it wasn't the worst idea with us three living together. But strip or lose your new pjs."

"So bossy." She teased but did as ordered. Was it the training that made her do it or the fact that she knew his fetish for destroying clothes? Either way she wasn't gambling with him.

She did know one thing. She wasn't calling him Master tonight. He had never demanded she call him it again outside play since their first date. Besides this was her home now. Thistle's home, not his pets' home. A foreign concept but one that made her chest swell. Home with the two people she loved.

Once naked, Archer set to work. He had been practicing, that much was clear. His tying skills were nearly as good as Melody's if a bit rougher. He pinned her arms to her back, unable to move. And of course, he added a chest harness to push her breasts out, a true perv.

"Right." He said as he gently guided her to sit on the couch. Seemingly not aware that she may ruin it with her arousal. "Stay."

He grabbed the other rope coil and gave her a wink. He moved towards the bedroom, their bedroom. "Wiggles." He said in an almost scary singing voice.

She could hear muffled voices as the door opened, then the sound of it shutting. She was left alone with her thoughts, thoughts that were growing dirtier by the second. She was going to have to get a cleaner for this couch if Archer didn't hurry his ass back.

The fates were merciful as the door opened and soon Archer was strolling back in, minus the rope. He was calm and confident. That meant his scheme was going perfectly. She was tempted to sass him, damage the cocky attitude. So tempted. But today was special. So, she let him pull her up with the ropes, only squealing as she was tossed on his shoulder. He could have his win today. Well from her at least, Melody was a different story.

She couldn't see the bedroom from his shoulder, the mystery of what happened to Melody teasing her. She got her answer soon as she was tossed onto the bed like a sack of potatoes. There she was greeted by the perfect sight of her girlfriend. She was bound to the headboard, her arms wrapped in rope. The leopards' eyes were full of fire. She was at Archer's mercy just as much as Thistle was.

"So, Wiggles, remember that time when you fucked Thistle in my office while I was working?" He was somewhere behind Thistle, a menacing shadow lurking.

"Oh, come on." Melody protested. "You're still angry about that? You got to play with her too."

Archer grabbed Thistle's harness, pulling her further up the bed. Closer to Melody's waiting pussy. But not close enough. A tease, nothing more.

"After you held me hostage to your demands. You knew I would want revenge."

"Revenge for what? Look where my scheme led us." Melody argued back. "I'd say it worked out better than planned."

"It did. So don't worry so much, Wiggles. I promised you'll get off tonight and you will. You just got to do one thing for me."

"What?"

"You're always scheming, always proud. So, I want you to simply ask nicely for me to let Thistle pleasure you. If not for your sake, then hers. What is it that you always say? She can't cum until you do. Isn't that right, Spitfire?"

"Yeah." She muttered angrily. She had been enjoying the front row seat to the drama. But now that she realized she was the bait? Not so much.

"Seriously, Grumps? Didn't take you as the petty type." She was trying to sound tough, but Thistle could see it. Her body was eager, her eyes pleading. She couldn't hold out for long.

Archer didn't respond. As casual as he could, he parted Thistle's legs. A sole finger ran against her eager sex. She buried her head into the bed to hide the moan. She wasn't going to be a willing pawn. But did she want to lose her own pleasure for Melody's pride?

"Poor Thistle. Suffering because of your girlfriend's ego. I wonder how well you will do being edged with my cock." To sell his point she could hear him unzipping his pants. She refused to look up, burying her head deeper.

"Come on Archie this is mean to both of us. I helped you get her all worked up." Melody continued to protest.

He had made his demands, no more words needed. His cock pressed against Thistle's opening, his hand grabbing a fist full of hair. He yanked her head up as his cock entered her. But it wasn't his usual rough fucking. No, he was going slow. Agonizingly slow. Making Melody watch. Thistle couldn't help but whimper. She needed more, much more.

Her eyes fluttered open to that beautiful sight in front of her. Melody didn't look broken. No, if anything she looked more determined. Then Thistle noticed Melody was secretly undoing the knots, bending her hands in ways that were both terrifying and impressive. She would be free quickly. Should Thistle warn Archer?

No. That was the answer as Archer began to pull out to slowly plunge back in. It felt good sure, but it was nowhere near how she needed to be fucked. She didn't deserve to be tormented like this. Used as a pawn for his power move. She would be a good girl and keep her mouth firmly shut.

He was almost fully in her again when Melody finally did it. One hand was free and then the other knot was easily dealt with.

She looked so triumphant as she twirled the rope. "You never were good at knots Archie or at remembering that I'm double jointed."

She could feel him laugh before she heard it. "Fair enough. Just take her mouth so I can fuck her properly." He sounded desperate. Was his evil plan backfiring perhaps?

"Only cause her face is so desperate to be ridden. Flip her over for me." Melody replied shuffling forward. Why was it so hot when they talked about her as if she wasn't there?

Archer pulled his underperforming cock out and flipped her a bit roughly. She bounced on the bed and the ropes dug into her arms. She knew they would leave marks, perhaps burns. But fuck if she cared.

Melody was moving now, the mattress shifting. She was quickly hovering over Thistle, her pussy teasingly out of reach. There must have been a signal between her and Archer, one she didn't see. At the same time as she lowered herself onto Thistle's waiting mouth, Archer plunged into her.

It was nearly sensation overload after all the buildup. Archer was finally fucking her properly and Melody's pussy was addictive. She struggled through the mind fog and started her role eagerly. She licked and sucked Melody's soaked pussy as Archer thrust deep inside her. It was perfection.

Melody finished quickly, Archer's teasing must have warmed her up. Her cum soaked Thistle who could only moan and whimper. Melody rocked her pussy against Thistle's mouth, wanting more. A sensation so easy to get lost in. But each time she was about to let herself do just that a deep thrust brought her back. But then Melody was moving.

"Archie, can you hold on a second?" She asked, the bed shifting as she jumped off.

"Fine." He said in a near growl. "Just fucking hurry."

"I'm with him." Thistle managed to get out between breaths. She was so close to her own release, desperate for it. It didn't help that Archer was still in her, not moving. It was a near sinful sensation, being filled so perfectly. But she craved more.

"Yeah, yeah. Flip her over again. Disorientate that smart mouth." Melody called out as she made a racket.

Archer growled but did as instructed, relationship overruling pack dynamics. Melody was his girlfriend too after all. He flipped her easily but didn't pull out as he did. Thistle didn't even know that was possible and let out a whimper fueled with surprise and lust. Archer just gave a deep throaty laugh that made her bury her face once more.

"Holy shit." She finally managed to get out.

"Glad I can still excite you since living together." He replied, teasing her.

"Fuck off Grumps. Melody please hurry." She whined.

Melody didn't respond, but the weight on the bed shifted. Thistle lifted her head to look, and her eyes grew wide. In front of her lips was a monster of a dildo strapped to the snow leopard. It was like a tentacle. With all sorts of curves, grooves, and even bumps.

"What the fuck?" That was all she could manage.

"A moving-in present. And I know you can take it, Spitfire." Melody said with a grin.

Archer's dick shifted in her as he moved to see what all the fuss was about. He let out a whistle. "Switch sides with me, Mels. I want to see what that does to her pussy."

"Nooo." Thistle whined. She wanted Archer to finish in her, to truly domesticate her on their first night.

"Too bad, Spitfire. I'm curious and I got plenty of time to knock you up." Archer responded, pulling out.

"Yeah, let's try living together for a spell before we try for kids." Melody added, swapping with him.

Archer's firm hands lifted her up onto the bed. He was wasting no time, forcing her mouth onto his cock. She was desperate and her blow job skills matched. She was sloppy with no technique. If Melody was paying attention she would have been berated, but the leopard was busy. So, she sucked however she could.

Her legs were being lifted and spread open. Her balance was put to the test as they were lifted onto Melody's shoulders. Cold lube was rubbed on her pussy and in it. Then the dildo, if you could call it that, started to push in.

It was like nothing she had ever taken before. There was no straight line, the tentacle shape filling some areas but leaving others untouched. And the ridges and bumps? She could feel every single one. And each one was pulling depraved pleasure out of her. And it kept going. Deeper and deeper.

She stopped sucking Archer's cock as she tried to comprehend this new toy. Archer was not having that though. He grabbed her hard and started to fuck her face. And yet she barely noticed it. Barely noticed the gagging and the harsh breaths. All her attention was on the monster taking her pussy. Even her ears were deafened as she lost herself to it. And then it hit something deep inside her.

It had gone deeper than she had ever thought possible. And when it did, the world became a night sky of stars. She may have been screaming, even with Archer fucking her mouth. And she was shaking, like she would crumble into pieces. All she knew was that orgasm. She didn't know you could cum like this, detach from reality. She didn't know if she could ever recover.

Just then Archer buried himself in her throat and his cum surged down into her. She would never have believed this a year ago. To have sex so good you fainted. Sure, it was fun but never that good. But she was a believer today. The pleasure was like swimming in a stormy ocean. She couldn't catch her breath as waves of bliss rolled over her. And as the pleasure dimmed, she crumpled onto the bed. Her eyes rolled back in bliss. And sleep overtook her.

She finally awoke when the bed shifted. The room was dark. Her arms had been freed, and she was tucked in under the blankets. Melody was curled up against her, out like a light. But the other side was empty. Her brain was more mush than functional, but she knew something was missing. Where was Archer?

It was an act of patience to slip out without Melody noticing. She doubted the snow leopard would wake but she didn't want to be pulled into a cuddle. They were too comfy, impossible to escape. So, she was glad she avoided it. She left Melody cuddling her own tail as she crept away.

Thistle tip toed to the door and slid into the hallway. In a few steps she was in the living area. And there Archer sat in the dim light of a lamp. He hadn't looked up, his eyes glued on the coffee table. Staring at what was sprawled out in front of him.

There was a duffle bag beside the table, empty, ready to be packed. Piles of clothes sat on the table as did toiletries and a book. But next to them were zip ties and knives. Questionable bottles and two black handguns. An assault rifle of some kind rested on the other side of the table. This was the side of Archer she hadn't seen since that first night in the club.

"I didn't think anything could wake you after you collapsed." He said softly, acknowledging her presence without lifting his gaze.

"It was colder after you left." She replied, moving to sit next to him. "You're leaving again." It wasn't a question, just an understanding.

"Not too far but can't stay at home and work too. I wanted to move you both in here, to have you safe before I went after the ones that targeted you."

The words were a glimpse into a life she had never asked about. She didn't want to know about. But was it fair to him to carry that weight without her?

"You know who it is?"

"Some clues and theories." He said in the same soft voice. Resigned, it was resigned. "I left this behind after we started dating. Wanted a fresh start away from it."

"Archer, tell me what you used to do." She said, her decision made in that moment.

He looked at her with tired eyes. "I thought you didn't want to know?"

"Things have changed since I told you that."

He looked away at something only he could see. "I'm scared if you know you'll leave."

She took his hand, rubbing the back of his with her thumb. "I get to make that choice not you. And I'm not going anywhere."

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I'm a hunter, my love. There are so many evil people in this world who do horrific things to make a fortune. I hunt them and take back what they took. I use it to fund my empire, my pack."

"So, take from the rich give to the poor?" That wasn't too bad.

He shook his head. "No. Me and my team... we don't just take or even kill. We torture and make them suffer like their victims. And we enjoy it. We hear them scream, their bones break, and it's like music. It became a craving for so long. A need. I'm a monster. I still am, despite leaving it behind."

She looked closer at him, to see this monster. It wasn't there. This was the man she loved, that made her feel safe. A monster couldn't do that.

"Are Erik and Sam part of this team?" she asked, curiosity peeking through.

"Yeah."

Well, she had been railed by three murderers then. That was probably a life goal for someone out there. She took a deep breath to reset herself. This wasn't about her. He needed her now.

"I'm guessing this was started because of your father. Why haven't you gone after him then?"

That finally got him to look back at her, an unreadable look on his face.

"Because that would be personal. Doing what I do for personal revenge could destroy me."

"Hunting these people who are after me run the same risk, wouldn't it?"

His eyes shifted, down. He was breaking. "Yes. But I will keep you safe."

And there was the why. Why he feared relationships, why he was scared to open up to her. A pain and fear that he was bearing. One that would crush most.

She got up, positioning herself in front of him. Taking his hands in hers.

"In that case kill them only as a last resort. But try to find another solution if you can. And if not, then make it clean and emotionless. That's an order from your Luna."

Hope reappeared in those broken eyes.

"I thought you would be horrified if I told you. That you would leave."

She shrugged. "I knew you did shady stuff from day one. Killing bad people is better than most of my made-up scenarios. For us Archer, love is a beautifully chaotic thing. I still love you and want you to come home just as you are. Because I see a future with you and with Melody. I want to see that future. So, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere."

She knelt in front of him, letting him see her smile. He would always have love when he was with her. He couldn't meet her eyes. Emotions clear on his face.

"How can I ever show you how thankful I am to have you and Melody?" He whispered, his voice cracking,

"Take the dildo from her. I don't trust her unsupervised with it."

"Or you could come back to bed with your two super-hot girlfriends." Melody's voice rang out, getting both of them to look at her sleepily leaning against the hallway wall.

"Yeah, I heard it all, including that last part, Thistle. But right now, I just want cuddles from my lovers before one of them ditches."

"Mels, you don't care either?" Archer asked, looking surprised.

"You're an idiot if you think I haven't known for years, Grumps. I'm nosey. Anyhow we can be mopey in the morning when you leave. For now, bed. Both you."

She walked over and with Thistle they each took one of his hands, pulling him up. He let out a weak laugh with tears in his eyes. Both girls were pulled into a tight hug. Letting him feel what he needed to feel.

Finally, he let them go. "I can do that."

It was all he said and all they needed to hear.