Between Feather and Fur (Gryphon Melds #1)

by Angela Castle

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  Arial buzzed around the kitchen with nervous excitement, her stomach fluttered with worry while she prepared her special meal, wanting everything to be perfect.

  She knew it was time and after having a talk with the women, they were open about how it is to be made love to by two men.

  Arial knew she was more than ready; craving their touch, she had been fearful of taking the next step. Through her counselling sessions, she knew the fear was a false feeling.

  They would never hurt her. She wanted to do this, wanted them to make love to her. It made her blush knowing they would also want to take her arse.

  “Now, I wonder what that blush is for?” Ben walked in making her jump in surprise. His ice melting smile made her lower stomach flutter.

  “You scared me.”

  “Because something naughty’s going through your mind, I can tell.” He moved in behind her, wrapping her in his arms, sweeping aside her hair to kiss her neck as he so often did when he came home.

  “I...I...wasn’t.” Damn, it she couldn’t lie to them.

  He chuckled softly, his lips moving against her skin. “Don’t worry, baby, you keep your secret.”

  “I don’t want to.” She twisted in his arms. “I only want to make tonight special.”

  Ben met her gaze with his dark eyebrow raised in curiosity. Pressed so tightly against his body, she felt his erection push into her lower belly.

  He grinned, brushing back a strand of hair. “Beautiful, every night with you is special to us.”

  She smiled going up on tiptoes, pressing her lips to his, kissing him with the flutter of love in her heart. He always knew the right thing to say to her, to make her heart soar.

  Realisation hit, she didn’t need to hesitate, or always second guess herself around these men.

  Why worry if dinner wasn’t perfect? No doubt, they would eat a mud pie if she baked it. They were so full of love for her; she wanted to give everything of herself back.

  Ben groaned against her lips as she clung tighter to him. “Baby,” he pulled back, his eyes glazed over with desire.

  “I wanted dinner to be perfect, but then I realised I want something even more than a perfect dinner.”

  She giggled when both his eyebrows rose, with the question in his gorgeous, dark brown eyes.

  “What’s that love?” his words half choked when she slid her body up a little, wrapping her arms around his neck, aligning their still clothed bodies, his hard cock brushing directly between her thighs.

  Feeling bold, she nipped at his lips and he shuddered, his fingers curling into her hips, pulling her tighter. I did this; I affect not one, but two men! She half turned, spotting Steven standing in the door watching them, golden eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.

  “I want my perfect men.”

  “Please don’t tease sweetheart, I don’t think I could stand it.” Ben groaned, burying his face into her neck. His hot breath fanned across her skin before his tongue followed.

  “I think I get what you and our mothers were so chatty about earlier today.” Steve crossed the floor and crowded in at her side. With utmost care, he pulled the pins from her messy bun and unwound her hair. It tumbled down over her shoulders. He slid his fingers through the strands before raising it to his nose and inhaling.

  “How do you always smell so amazing?”

  “You’ve both given me so much, and I want to give you the only real thing I have. I’m so...” She stopped herself. Don’t apologise. That was the old me. I am a stronger, confident woman. “...no more waiting, I want you both to make love to me.”

  “Are you sure? There is no pressure, don’t feel obliged only because we’re horny. We’re men and we’ll get over it.” Ben and his tender heart.

  “No, I want this, I really do. Yes, I’m nervous, I’ve never been with two men, but I want to. I really want a three person relationship, just like the relationship your parents have. It’s a beautiful thing.”

  “As our lady wishes,” Steve nodded towards the stove. “Is there anything here that’s going to burn?” It took a moment for her brain to switch gears.

  “Oh, just turn off the oven.”

  Steve did so as Ben pulled away only to lift her up into his strong arms. “No way am I going to protest anything, in case you change your mind.”

  “I’m not, Ben.” He carried into the bedroom.

  Her heart pounded in her chest when Ben set her down; Steve climbed onto the bed and pulled her between them.

  “Do you trust us, Arial?” Steve held her gaze; she saw his passion intermingled with his love for her.

  “Do you trust us with your body? Trust us to give you only pleasure?” Ben pressed, snaking his arms around her, sliding them upwards to caress her breasts through the silky material of her camisole.

  “This is the place where feelings can be trusted. Will you listen to those feelings beautiful?”

  Steve knelt by her legs sliding up the fabric of her silky shirt. Ben pulled her arms up, and then assisted in removing the garment over her head before tossing it aside. Nimble fingers unhooked her bra and it too fluttered to the floor. She felt the swift undressing was another way to stop her brain from over thinking, and approved of the notion.

  “You’ve such amazing skin, so soft and pink. We’ve been hungering for this for such a long time.”

  Arial’s breast swelled under Ben’s skilled hands, her nipples strained as if begging for his touch.

  Ben started to kiss her upper body, making her skin tingle; her skin heated under each press of his lips, she felt singed.

  By the time Steve reached her waist, she found herself squirming, unable to keep still, her body responding to the building need inside her. Yes, they were right, and she placed her trust in their hands and the wonderful feelings of pleasure they created. It built into a steadily growing fire.

  Keeping their slow, torturous pace, Arial fought back the urge to moan when in tandem, they began to suck and nip at her neck. A shudder slid up through her; her womb tightened, anticipation fluttering in her lower stomach.

  The drum of her pulse sounded in her ears, her breathing accelerated as her heart rate sped up.

  “You trust us, don’t you, Arial?” Steve persisted, his voice low and husky near her ear. His mouth resumed its previous position on her neck, not waiting for an answer.

  Desire sizzled under the surface, every inch of her inflamed with the burn consuming her body.

  They both suddenly moved away, making her whimper in disappointment.

  Ben tweaked her hardened nipple, sending pleasure and pain swirling through her, leaving her teetering on an unfamiliar edge.

  “Answer, Arial.” His command firm.

  She gazed up, glancing between them and with a lick of her lips answered. “Yes,” surprised at the sound of her voice, throaty and low, revealing her need.

  Steve swooped in claiming her lips. A burst, like a firecracker went off. He took his time, nipping at her lips, plunging in his tongue, stroking it across her tongue. Her pussy pulsed as if she felt the stroke of his tongue in a phantom caress through her slick folds.

  Steve’s continued to devour her mouth and she slipped deeper under their sensual spell as they made short work of sliding down her skirt along with her panties leaving her completely exposed.

  A small shudder of fear ran through her, they wouldn’t like her body. They placed her on her back, and pulled away; she whimpered with the loss of close contact. She opened her eyes when Steve released her lips. Their hungry, lustful gazes as they roamed down her naked body left her in no doubt they loved what they saw.

  It sent her heart soaring and wiped way the last doubt.

  Steve cupped her chin, turning her face to meet his gaze. “We’re not going to take you anally tonight love, but we’ll start preparing for it, are you alright with that?”

  She already made up her mind, knowing they wanted verbal confirmation and she whispered a soft, “Yes, I am.”
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  “Remember, you have the control here, beautiful. Anything you feel uncomfortable with, or don’t like, tell us, we’ll stop.”

  “I want this, I really do, I trust you both to show me what real pleasure is.”

  “Don’t ever doubt that, little mermaid.” Steve’s fingers slid through her long hair, gliding it over her body, tickling the tips of her breasts and nipples.

  “Please.” She arched her body. “Touch me.”

  Her hair fell as Steve swooped in again claiming her mouth, hungrier and more desperate. Ben’s lips found her right nipple. His other hand running circles over her lower body. Their hands and mouths glided in so many places she lost track of who was touching what and where.

  Her moans filled the air, her body a fever pitch of sensation and need.

  She gasped when one of her men slid fully over her body. Her eyes opened wide meeting Steve’s intense predatory gaze.

  A shiver ran down her spine at the dark, sexual look in his eyes. “Baby, we’ve needed you for so long, but I don’t want to hurt you. It’s why I’ll go first and Ben can stop me if I lose control and get too rough.” His strong hands gripped her firmly on her hips.

  The man was worried he would hurt her. It would have been a sweet gesture, if not for the dark, sexual gleam in his eyes.

  “I trust you, Steve, maybe you should believe me. I don’t want you to hold back in fear. I’ve lived that life and it doesn’t suit me, you, or Ben.”

  “You’re so damn beautiful inside and out. Thank you, baby, thank you.” Steve’s lips crashed into hers and his tongue pushed into her open mouth. Arial kissed him back with matched fever.

  She loved his strong arms around her, and the feel of his broad, muscular chest.

  She sighed as a slight smattering of chest hair rubbed against her rapidly hardening nipples. She ran her hand up and down his back, encouraging and revelling in the feel of his taut muscles under her palm. Steve’s body was incredible and Ben’s was equally impressive. She wanted to feel both her men.

  Nothing could ever compare to their loving touch…nothing. Here is where wonderful new memories which lasted a lift time were made between three loving people.

  Steve’s hands roamed over her flesh, exploring every inch of her skin. He cupped her breast taking the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending shivers skating down her spine.

  He teased, pulling and rolling her hardening nub. A shock of electricity shot directly to her slickened sex, she broke the kiss to let out a low moan.

  “That’s it, baby.” She heard Ben’s soft encouraging words from the side.

  Steve took the opportunity to bring his mouth to her exposed neck. His lips trailed over her sensitive flesh and his tongue darted out to lick.

  Every part of her flooded with liquid heat; unable to stand it, she tangled her fingers in his mop of dark hair, holding him close as he kissed.

  Arial glanced up for a moment her eyes falling on Ben; he lay against the head board, watching, his hand stroking his impressive length with slow strokes. His lips curled into a slow grin as she met his gaze.

  Oh, god, it turned her on. She never felt so hot or horny. Her pussy clenched tightly, aching to be filled by her men.

  Emboldened by the flash of desire, she snaked her hand down to wrap her fingers around Steve’s hard cock.

  Her pulse quickened, he was big, big and long. The thought of how it was going to feel inside her made her shudder with a mixture of fear and desire. She never experienced something this big.

  Steve let out a low moan and flexed his hips forward. “Mermaid, you’re so fucking sexy, you make me want to roar.” His voice was tight with desire. He grazed her jaw with his teeth.

  “I want you, please, Steve.”

  “Oi!” She felt Ben shove at Steve’s shoulder. “Don’t lose your head man, remember basics, or let me have first taste.”

  Steve chuckled. “Gifts need rewards; I do get to have her first.” His smile tight as he pulled back, moving to the side.

  Arial blinked in confusion. What where they talking about, why is he pulling away?

  A sudden panic swelled. They don’t want me?

  “Shhh, sweetheart, calm down, we’re here.” Ben was suddenly kneeling between her legs pushing them wide. “Have you ever seen such a pretty pink pussy?” Ben licked lips.

  “Fuck man, I’m already on the edge, hurry up.” Steve groaned.

  Ben’s fingers slipped between her open, exposed legs and through her wet folds—intense pleasure shot through her. “So damn wet.” His calculating grin widened. “You’ll be even wetter when I’m done.”

  She whimpered as he slipped two fingers inside her. His thumb found her clit and massaged her little nub in small circles until she was squealing and squirming, and then he bent and replaced his thumb with his mouth.

  Hot wet suction was unlike anything she’d ever felt, and she would have shot off the bed if Steve didn’t pin her shoulders down. His hands in her hair clutched it tight to tilt her head back, retaking her open mouth.

  Steve thrust his tongue deep at the same time Ben’s tongue pushed into her hole. She felt the vibration of his moan rock through her, the sudden unexpected climax hit harder than being slammed by a speeding freight train.

  Steve’s mouth muffled her scream, while her whole body shuddered and shook. Steve pulled back allowing much needed oxygen into her lungs, and Ben moved up again to her clit, suckling gently, bringing her down from the heavens.

  “Never...I...never...no one ever...” Ability to form full sentence failed her, they robbed it from her brain.

  Their twin chuckles made her eyes open even as she panted. “Something else we plan on doing to you, over and over, baby.” Ben moved back, licking her juices from his lips as a greedy cat would with cream.

  “You taste amazing.”

  Steve crawled back between her legs. Limp and relaxed she gazed up into his golden eyes. “Ready for me now, mermaid?”

  More than ready, her body yearned to feel him deep within her. “Yes, take me, make me yours.”

  The swollen tip of Steve’s erection pushed against her tight opening while he pressed it into her.

  All of a sudden, Arial was overwhelmed with the sensation of his thick cock stretching her wide. She gasped as he drove deeper and deeper, and quivered uncontrollably.

  He paused for a moment, allowing her body to adjust to his girth, before moving again. Inch by inch, she took all his flesh inside her until his hips pressed against hers.

  It felt incredible with the sensation of being so stretched, so full of one of the men she loved. “Oh, god, Steve,” she moaned breathlessly, “I love you!”

  “Oh, Arial darling, I love you so damn much, you’re our one, our only one!” He claimed her mouth. Sucking and nipping at her tender lips, he kissed her passionately, moaning under his breath, raising his hips until she almost lost the grip of his cock. He drove back, making her head arch back and stealing her breath.

  “You’re so tight, baby,” he whispered, lacing his fingers through her hair and pulling her mouth to his again. “We fit together perfectly, you were made for us, mermaid.”

  He thrust his cock slow and deep and she nearly screamed the deeper he sank with each thrust, loving the feel of the friction they created together. His hand squeezed at her breast, teasing her nipples with his fingers until his hand slipped down to her hip, holding tight as he quickened his pace.

  “Sorry, mermaid, it’s been a bit too long, it’s going to get a bit rough.”

  Gods, she didn’t care when it felt this good. Her moans grew louder as the pressure built inside. “Yes, yes, please faster!”

  She had never been vocal during sex, but then all she ever did was endure it. Steve obliged, hammering into her. God, she wanted, she needed to come again. With each hard thrust, his groin ground against her clit.

  Her body jerked, as every nerve ending sprung to life, light flooded behind her eyes and she screamed her climax. Even
dazed, she felt Steve’s cock swelling inside her, growing harder and with one last thrust, Steve’s cock slipped along her swollen clit and set her body on fire. At the same time, she felt him drive deep and release and pulse inside her. He shuddered and she moved her heavy arms to cradle him when he slumped forward breathing hard.

  Slowly, Steve moved, pulling from her depths, sending aftershocks ripping through her. He kissed her lips tenderly, before making way for Ben.

  Ben moved over her exactly where Steve had been nestled between her legs. She ran her gaze down, admiring the sleek lines of his beautifully sculptured body; his chocolate eyes gleamed with desire. He tenderly brushed her sweat slickened hair from her face.

  “Not to sore, sweetheart?” his concern for her well being touched her. She smiled lovingly up at him.

  “No,” she giggled a little. “I’m feeling greedy, I want you, too.”

  “Nothing wrong with greed in the right places. We’re so blessed to have found you, you’re ours now and forever, Arial, and we’ll always be yours.”

  “Are you going to talk all night?” She teased.

  “You see, your pansy ways, all talk no action.” Steve declared from her right side.

  Ben growled. “I’ll show him pansy ways.” He leaned down and kissed her deeply, hungrily.

  She kissed him back matching his passion, these were her men and she wanted to please them. He nipped at her lower lip, making her groan, his hand slipping from her hair to cup her breast. The other trailed down to her pussy and inserted a finger into her, swirling it slowly.

  Arial gasped, losing her breath, her hips rising to meet his lazy circles. “Hang on darling; I’m taking you on the ride of your life.” His cock replaced his fingers and he drove his cock deep into her depths.

  She cried out her back arching, her hips moving to instinctively meet his thrusts. His arms gripped her body tight to him for a moment while they suddenly rolled. She gasped to find herself on top. Ben didn’t allow her time to think, but thrust up into her, keeping a firm grip on her hips, helping to guide her up and down.

  Wanton and aroused at the intensity of the position, he circled his hips with every thrust, hitting her G-spot with clear accuracy, making her scream and arch her back. Her thighs quivered when she felt the heat at her back. Steve cupped one breast, his other hand slid down the curve of her back, playing gently with her back entrance.