Three Mates for Judith by Cara Adams

his panther form, as he was gloriously naked and looked completely yummy. Exactly as she’d expected, his thighs and arms were corded muscles, his chest a perfect set of washboard abs, and his cock… Hell yes. It was long and thick and erect, ready for her.
    Her pussy was filled with cream. She was more than ready for Naftali to take her. Her clothes vanished, and she slid into his arms, pressing her body against his rock-hard torso and equally rock-hard cock. She lifted her face to be kissed, and he smiled down at her with his dark eyes.
    Those strong arms pulled her tighter against his body, and she sighed with need. Judi wiggled her damp pussy against his thigh, needing him to lift her up a few inches so his cock could claim her. But when she smiled up into his face, it was Nelson holding her. She grabbed his hair to pull his head down to kiss, but now it was Nahum she was kissing. Judi didn’t care anymore. The orgasm was right there, so close. Any of them would do. Naftali, Nelson, Nahum. Any or all of them were welcome to kiss her, to touch her, right… Oooohh, yes.
    Judi blinked and shook her head, her eyes snapping open. Her cunt and belly were throbbing with a very satisfactory orgasm, but she was lying on the floor of the bus.
    Oh shit! Was I masturbating in front of children?
    But no, her hands were tucked under her head, her body fully clothed and lying on the cold, hard floor of the bus.
    Shit! I haven’t had a dream orgasm in years. Those Meyer men must have very potent sexual attraction. Or maybe I just want them. It’s been much too long since I had a boyfriend.
    Once again, she shook her head. This was no time to be thinking about sex, even though the pleasure of her orgasm still filled her body with a warm, happy glow. For fuck’s sake, her father and his friends were about to attack them, maybe even to attempt to kill her mom.
    And the Alpha. The Alpha doesn’t even know he’s in danger. They’re off running on the farm and have no cell phones to be warned. We need to tell them. But how?
    How can we contact people without a cell phone? In the olden days, churches and schools used to have a bell to ring to let people know it was time to arrive. It was basically just a loud noise. Kind of like a fire alarm. There was no such bell here, and the house security alarm rang at the security company headquarters, not here. She and the other people were stuck in a bus. Helpless inside it, hiding in silence. In a bus. A bus. A bus had a horn. A horn was a loud noise. If they honked the horn on and on without stopping, everyone would know something was wrong and be prepared for trouble. The horn was the answer.
    Judi lifted her head just enough to look around the bus. Nelson was crouched down near the back of the bus, his eyes at the very corner of a window, his head hidden by the side of the bus. Naftali was in a very similar position on the opposite side of the bus. She blushed as her clit tingled from her imagined encounter with him. Clearly her subconscious was telling her to make a move on them. But not right now in the middle of a crisis. After it was over would be better.
    Judi crawled to the aisle of the bus and saw Nahum up in the driver’s bay, sitting on the floor and using a mirror to watch out the window. Damn, that was a good idea. But her purse was back inside the house unfortunately, so she couldn’t copy him. However, she would tell him about her idea of using to the horn to warn the panthers.
    Doing her very best to remain silent, Judi commando-crawled up the aisle of the bus. It was a lot harder than it looked on the movies. Or else she was nowhere near as fit as she thought she was after five solid months of skiing every day.
    “What’s the problem?” Nahum asked her very softly. Not in a whisper but in a breathless, hushed tone that didn’t carry.
    “I thought of a way to warn the Alpha and the panthers that there was trouble.”
    “You did? How?”
    “Once it’s clear they’re