by R. E. Butler
"You don't seem as upset about this as Lynk." I traced the curve of his waist and ran my hands around to his back.
"I'm not against the idea of forming a family with you and Lynk. I love Lynk and I would rather share you with someone I love than not have you at all. But it's not my choice to make, it's yours and his."
"He's pretty miserable."
"You just need to focus on yourself, yanna. Whatever you choose, your happiness is all we crave."
"Yanna?" I asked, slipping my hands down inside the waistband of his jeans. I played my fingers along the hot flesh above the delicious curve of his ass. Edging my fingers lower, I pulled him closer to me.
He sucked in a slow breath, "Love."
"Tavian?" I whispered, looking up at the sweet rapture on his face. His eyes were closed, the thick lashes casting shadows on his high cheekbones. His lovely coppery skin was as soft as silk, the muscles rippling underneath with each movement.
"Yes?" His eyes slid half open, a sultry smile touching the corner of his mouth.
"I need you."
His hands dropped to my shoulders and he spun me around, eyes flashing with heat and desire. He walked me backwards towards the open door of the bedroom.
"Need me?" He growled.
"Want you."
"Do you, little fairy?" His body bumped mine as we danced backwards, each touch like a jolt of electricity.
I dug my fingers into his flesh. "Yes. Yes!"
The back of my legs met the bed and I sat down abruptly. His fingertips traced the curve of my jaw, his body trembling slightly as if he were only barely controlling himself .
"I'm yours, Shaylee." He spoke the words like they meant all the world to him, and in that moment, I was certain they did.
Our mouths met as I fell backwards onto the bed and pulled him with me. He shrugged out of his shirt and parted from my mouth for the hot second it took to rip my shirt over my head. With jerky movements we pulled each other's clothes off, ripping seams and muttering curses between kisses. He slid down my body and landed on his knees on the floor, pushing my thighs apart as he went. I went up on my elbows and looked down at him.
He rubbed his cheek along my knee for a moment, his eyes fixed to the apex of my thighs, before pulling me forward so that my thighs rested on his shoulders and his mouth was just bare inches from my pussy. His hands wrapped around my thighs and he took in a slow, quiet breath. "I didn't know that heaven could smell so decadently sinful," he chuckled with a low voice and I smiled before closing my eyes with a moan when his tongue parted my flesh.
He licked up my pussy with a languid stroke, deviling my clit with the tip of his tongue before shifting his head to the side and stroking his tongue over my hardened bud. I reached my hands down my body and spread myself for him, wanting to be laid as bare for him physically as I was feeling emotionally. He growled, tightening his hands on my thighs, and licked around the plump lips of my pussy before dragging his teeth lightly over my clit. I gasped at the sensations that flooded me and let out a whimper when he sucked my bud into his mouth, taunting it with his tongue until I was twisting and writhing under him. Pleasure was just in my reach, a tantalizing ball of heat that I wanted to hold onto forever. He lashed me again and again with his tongue, holding my clit hostage with his teeth and lips until I hit that edge of pleasure and jumped off, crying out and grinding my body into his face.
He moved me up the bed while my body shuddered in the wake of my orgasm, sliding between my legs into the cradle of my body and wrapping his arms around me. His cock pushed against my quivering entrance and for one brief moment our eyes locked, and I knew I wouldn't be able to live without him.
"Ah, Tavian!" I cried when he thrust into me with one hard press until our bodies were tightly locked together. My legs curled around him, holding him closer, closer and my hands pressed into his back.
"So perfect," he groaned, nipping at my pulse and pulling out of me until just the tip of his cock spread my pussy apart. My hands wove through his hair and I wrenched his mouth to mine as he slammed back into me, finding a hard rhythm. I met his thrusts with my own, our hips meeting as we panted into each other's mouths, heat pooling in my belly under his onslaught.
He slid one hand down my back and lifted my hips slightly, pounding deeper into me at an angle that drove all the breath from my body. He kept his eyes on me while he thrust into my willing body. I felt him begin to lose control, his rhythmic thrusting shifting to wild pounding. I closed my eyes and gave in; relaxing my body as he took what he wanted and gave me what I needed. My panting cries of pleasure shifted with a scream when I came, my body shattering into a million pieces as my nails drug long scratches down his back. He groaned as he came, holding me to him tightly as his body released into mine, sending little after-shock climaxes weaving through me.
He collapsed on top of me and I welcomed the warm weight of him, brushing his hair away from his sweaty face and kissing his forehead. "You're amazing, Tavian." I said softly, enjoying the look of utter relaxation and happiness on his handsome face.
He peeked at me through the veil of his lashes and smirked. "I haven't hit amazing yet, love."
We spent the day and night in bed, stopping only long enough to eat before passing out near dawn, drenched with sweat and other sweeter things. I wanted to tell him that I was never going to pick between him and Lynk, that I wanted them both forever, but the truth was that the only way that would work was if Lynk agreed to it. As my eyes drifted shut and I rubbed my cheek against Tavian's smooth chest, my last thought was a sincere wish that Lynk would care about me enough to not make me choose. I couldn't choose and I didn't want to. As much as I enjoyed my time with Tavian, and had enjoyed my time with Lynk, there was something missing. I wasn't meant for just one bear, I was meant for two, I knew that now. The only problem was convincing one of those bears that we could have a happily ever after as a threesome.
Tavian's sleep filled voice was the last thing I heard before I drifted off to sleep, "Mine."
Chapter 5
I felt the bed shift behind me as I lay half on top of Tavian, exhaustion still plucking at my brain. Cold hands slid under the covers and moved across my back and I shivered and opened my eyes to see Tavian smiling sleepily, looking over my head.
I rolled over and found Lynk, eyes wild and unhappy, a day's worth of stubble on his cheeks. "Lynk?"
His hands tightened on me. "I can't do it, Shaylee."
Puzzled, I said, "Do what?"
"Live without you. I couldn't stand being away from you yesterday. I'd rather share you with Tavian than live without you."
"But-" I protested and he silenced me with a swift kiss.
"No, it took that day away from you to know that even if I did win a fight for you against Tavian that it would be hell for him for the rest of his life. Bears that lose their mates to mate-fights are never okay after that. I don't want to torture Tavian. Just a day away from you and I'm miserable. I wouldn't want to wish a lifetime of that misery on anyone, let alone my brother who I love."
I felt happy tears seep into the corners of my eyes. "Are you sure? Once I have you both, I won't want to let either of you go."
"I'm positive. If you want both of us together, Shaylee, both of us as your husbands and mates, then I'm all for it. No switching, the three of us sharing the same bed. I want you forever. And there's no one I trust more than Tavian, to love you and protect you."
I looked at Tavian whose eyes were shining bright with unshed tears. "Tavian?" I asked.
He sniffled and smiled. "You already know that I'd share you willingly, yanna."
"Forgive me, brother?" Lynk asked.
"Forgiven and forgotten." Tavian promised and they hugged each other and me between them and I laughed as I was squished between their big bodies. "Ah, lilenta," Lynk kissed my cheek, "wiggling like that between us is going to give us ideas."
I grinned up at him. "I've got a great idea." And then I frowned. "But I don't have, uh
, anything for that sort of activity."
Lynk chuckled and slipped from the bed, pulling his jeans from the floor and fishing in the front pocket. He pulled a black tube of lubricant out and slid back under the covers.
"Wishful thinking?" I laughed.
"Careful planning." He promised.
"I wanted this. Before I fell asleep this morning, I wished for a way for the three of us to be together forever. I'm just so surprised that you came back here after only one day away. I thought I'd have to work on you for a lot longer." I kissed him lightly, tracing the seam of his mouth with my fingertip.
"You can feel free to work on me all you like, but when I drove away yesterday, I felt so awful. I missed you the moment you were out of my arms and I was miserable all day. And it wasn't a jealousy driven miserable, I kept thinking that I should have been here, too. I was being selfish, and I'm sorry."
"No more apologies, Lynk," I slid my arms up his smooth back and pressed myself closer to him.
"Our life can start from this moment forward," Tavian said gently, running his fingertips down my thigh as his body snugged in tight behind me.
I would have responded, but Lynk's tongue in my mouth prevented it, and the sudden haze of lust in my brain didn't allow me to form a coherent thought. Lynk tilted my face with his hands, plundering my mouth with his tongue while Tavian kissed down my neck, sliding my hair to the side. I shivered at the two sets of hands on my skin, teasing and touching. My body throbbed and heated as Lynk kissed me like a man about to go off to war and Tavian tapped a gentle rhythm on my tender clit.
Lynk shoved the covers away, fisting the lube in one hand. "Make her come, Tav," he growled low, "I want to watch her fall apart in your arms."
Tavian moved his hand down my thigh, lifting my leg enough to wedge his between mine, giving Lynk a better view. Lynk stroked his cock slowly, watching intently as Tavian moved his fingers down past my parted lips and sank them slowly into my heat. I moaned and bit my lip as he pulled his fingers out slowly and shoved them in fast, slow and then fast, rocking the palm of his hand against my clit.
Tavian tugged on my earlobe, his breath hot against my cheek. "So hot, yanna. Do you like Lynk watching while I finger you?"
My nipples hardened and liquid heat filled my belly, "Yes," I hissed. I met Lynk's eyes, worried that I might find jealousy in the dark depths, but there was nothing but heat and desire. So much, that I wanted to give him whatever he wanted to keep that look there. "More," I whispered, "harder."
Tavian's fingers worked me like I wanted, pulsing into me and rubbing just right. My body shivered with tremors as I rocked against his hand, clutching his forearm and digging my nails into his flesh. My hips worked faster, faster, and his fingers sank deeper, deeper, deeper and I cried out as I came, my body quivering out of control while he rode me from one great height of pleasure to the next.
Lynk stretched out on his side facing me, pulling me closer to him by gripping my thigh and stretching it over his hip. I opened my pleasure hazed eyes to see him pass the lube to Tavian behind me and my heart skipped a beat. Lynk touched my cheek, smoothing his thumb over my lips.
"Do you want us this way, sweet lilenta? Would you give your pleasure to us for today? Let us show you everything that our life together can be?"
Any doubts I had about taking both of them inside me at the same time disappeared as Tavian's suddenly wet finger rubbed slow circles around my tightest place.
I looked into Lynk's dark brown eyes and then looked over my shoulder at Tavian. "I'm yours," I promised, turning back to Lynk and relaxing my body. Tavian leaned forward, pressing his finger in with careful slowness as he said gruffly, "Your pleasure is ours, sweet love."
Lynk played his fingertips around my clit while we kissed as Tavian moved his finger in and out of me, stopping only long enough to add another slick finger and continue preparing me. Tavian groaned when I did, as three of his fingers spread me more than I ever imagined possible, making me burn and ache, walking a fine edge of painful pleasure. "Are you ready, Shaylee?" Tavian's voice dropped lower, huskier. I shivered, tilting my head back far enough to meet his mouth for a kiss while his trembling fingers worked in and out of me.
"Yes, Tavian, please."
Lynk moved his fingers from my clit to my hip while Tavian lubed his cock. I could hear his panting breaths and knew he was struggling to control himself. Lynk met my eyes and said softly, "He's going to take your ass first, love, and then I'm going to take your pussy. If it's too much, just tell us and we'll stop. Okay?"
I nodded, closing my eyes as Lynk pulled my cheeks apart and the cool, lubed head of Tavian's cock pressed against me. Immediately, my body tightened and Tavian chuckled stiffly. "Relax, yanna, relax."
I swallowed my snarky comment about relaxing. Easy for you to say. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding and my body opened for him, and with a thrust of his hips, he sank the head of himself into me. I gasped on a moan, digging my fingers into Lynk's shoulder.
"She okay?" Tavian said harshly.
Lynk looked at me, as if he could divine truth from my face and then looked over me at Tavian. "She's good."
"I'm about to lose it, she's so fucking tight." Tavian said with a choking groan, as his hand dug into my hip and he surged forward. I didn't fight him, I pushed backwards and gave in to the heat expanding in my deepest, darkest place and he filled me completely. It felt wrong, it felt wicked, and it felt fucking incredible.
"Oh, uh, Tavian." I groaned, reaching for his hand on my hip and squeezing it. He flexed against me, and we both groaned.
I felt Lynk's hand move from my hip and he guided himself to the entrance of my pussy. "Ready, sweet?"
Tavian's little pulses into me, his small hip flexes, were driving me insane. I wanted to have both of them in me. "Yes, please, Lynk, please!"
His hand moved from his cock to my thigh, wedging himself closer to me until his cock slipped past my entrance and began to sink inside. Pinned by Tavian, I couldn't do anything but feel as Lynk pushed inside me, stretching me impossibly open between the two of them.
"Tight," He growled, "so damn tight."
When he was deep inside me, their cocks fighting for position, I had just a moment to take a breath and wonder in amazement at the funny things in life, when they both pulled nearly entirely out of me at the same time, and then rammed home.
Shrieking in bliss, I gripped Tavian's hand and Lynk's shoulder and held on for the ride while they thrust into me with coordinated movements, slamming deep into me until all I could feel was them, all I could think about was us, and all I wanted forever and ever, was what we had right then.
My breaths came out on choked pants as their pounding drove me towards another height of pleasure I didn't know existed. I felt them holding back, grunting as they reigned in their own desires to give me my pleasure and I gave them what they wanted when I fell apart on a keening cry, stars winking behind my eyelids and the entire center of my body turning to molten lava.
They both cursed as my body locked down on them and they rode my pleasure to their own, Tavian's spasming inside my ass burning in a pleasurable way and Lynk's final thrusts reminding me that we'd all come together at the end.
Their cocks slipped from my body and I groaned at the feeling, having been so full and then, suddenly, so empty. "Miss our cocks already, yanna?" Tavian chuckled with a rough voice. I hadn't been the only one crying out in pleasure.
Now thoroughly exhausted, I managed to make it to my other side and snuggled against his shoulder and pulled Lynk closer behind me. "Yes." I yawned. "That was really amazing."
"Wonderful." Tavian murmured sleepily.
"Perfect." Lynk added, kissing my shoulder and tucking in close to me. For the first time in a very, very long time, I felt completely at ease. What I'd shared individually with Lynk and Tavian hadn't compared to the explosive power of the three of us together. I'd had a taste of heaven and I was greedy for more.
Several hours later, I was roused from my sleep by hands and mouths on various parts of my body, drawing me from my dreamless rest into a flashing world of heat and passion. It was dark out by the time we stopped playing together, only because the sheets were soaked and we were starving.
Lynk shooed us out of the bedroom after we all showered together and asked Tavian to make something for us to eat while he changed the sheets. Tavian put me up on the small counter in the kitchen, tugging on the edge of the robe I wore with a smile, and ducked to look into the refrigerator to plan our meal.
"Are you surprised?" I asked, taking a sip of apple juice from a cup he handed me.
"By...what?" He peeked up over the door of the fridge.
I rolled my eyes with an indulgent smile. "That he came back."
He straightened from the fridge with a large tub of beef stew I'd made several days earlier and packages of deli meat and cheese. "Not really. At first, in the den, if you hadn't taken off because you were so freaked out and given us a chance to talk about everything, I honestly believe he would have demanded a mate-fight right then."
"So what changed in the truck between you two in that short amount of time?"
He emptied the tub of stew into a large pot and turned the stove on, reaching into the breadbox behind me for a loaf of fresh wheat bread. "Well, I told him that it wasn't fair for him to cut me out of your life; because I didn't think at the time that you would have been able to handle that."
I frowned, not understanding him.
"I mean, yanna, that the mate-call works both ways. For whatever reason, you are drawn to both of us. I believe that if he'd tried to cut me away from you like that, that you would have been hurt by it. Not physically, but emotionally. You might have always felt that something was missing."
"Lynk said it's not that common, the multiple mates thing."
"It's not necessarily, but it seems to be more prevalent now. I imagine it's got something to do with the lack of bears. Fewer females are born then males, and many bears leave their dens when they turn of age and go to human cities to live and work, and end up marrying humans. A bear and a human make a human baby. Only supernatural mates will produce a child potentially capable of becoming a bear."