by Becca Van
The heat at his back moved around to his groin, and his balls grew firmer as the seed roiled in his testes. He rubbed his finger faster and firmer over her clit and pumped into her hard and fast. When she started throwing her hips back at him, he knew she was right on the edge. Her internal muscles gathered closer and closer together, and her cunt clenched around his dick each time he bottomed out.
And then she started circling her hips, as well.
Archer was done for. He pinched her clit between his finger and thumb and sent her over the edge into climax.
“Archer!” she screamed as her body shook and shivered. Her cunt clamped down around his cock before releasing and clenching down again and again.
The warm tingles were now a raging inferno. His balls crawled up closer to his body, and he roared as he pounded in and out of her soaked cunt. The fire crept up his scrotum and into his balls, and molten desire pooled in his belly. When the heat touched the base of his cock, he started to come.
His cock pulsated and throbbed as spume after spume of cum erupted up his shaft and deep into his mate. His vision blurred as he continued to shoot load after load of jizz. He hadn’t even realized he’d covered Dusty’s body with his own until he was licking the skin on the crook of her neck. His bear surged forward the second his canines elongated, and he struck. His fangs bit deep into his mate’s skin, and he growled as the initial bond snapped into place. He swallowed her blood and took her very being into his heart and soul as another climax shook his frame so hard he was sure he was going to collapse.
His legs were quivering and quaking and felt so weak, he wondered how he was still upright, but then again, he wasn’t sure he was. His whole life was turned upside down as he claimed the love of his life.
Dusty Cutter was his mate.
His heart swelled with love, and he gasped in a deep breath to hold back his shout of joy.
Finally, his orgasm dissipated, and he blinked his eyes open. Thankfully, he was still up on his knees with a supporting arm around Dusty’s belly. She was panting just as heavily as he was, and the occasional aftershock wracked her small frame.
Archer lifted her back against him and shifted them away from Airen before he took her down with him to the mattress. He felt so big up against her small body, but he was glad he was who and what he was.
He held and caressed her as she came back down from her high and regained her breath. Archer kissed her shoulder and smiled when she shivered.
He sucked in a breath when the hair on his nape stood on end.
If those fuckers out to get his woman ever made it to Ambrose, he, his brothers, and his shifter friends would have everything they’d need to take the assholes out. If he had to kill each and every one of those bastards, he would and wouldn’t lose any sleep afterward.
They deserved everything they got for what they’d done to other women and what they’d planned to do to his mate.
There was no way they were getting anywhere near her, let alone getting their hands on her. They’d have to go through, him, Airen, Broden, and every other shifter in town to do so.
No one was going to hurt his mate if he could prevent it.
Not on his watch.
* * * *
“Decker found her,” Bennie stated as soon as he entered his boss’s office.
Irish leaned back in his chair and clasped his hands together over his belly. “Where?”
“She hopped on a bus in Bozeman a month or so ago. From what the pig said, she’s been hopping from one bus to another without knowing where it was going. There’s been no pattern, and she’s even ended up back-tracking a few times. Her final stop was in Ambrose, North Dakota. We’ll have to move fast, boss. Another bus is due to arrive in Ambrose early next week.”
Irish smiled as he went over what Bennie had said in his head. “Are you telling me she’s stuck in this town?”
Bennie grinned. “That’s exactly what I’m saying. Buses only go through the hick country town once a week. She’d have to hitch a lift or hire a rental car to move on, but she hasn’t used a credit card yet. I doubt a beautiful young woman all alone would get into a stranger’s vehicle.”
Irish threw his head back and laughed. For the first time in weeks, he could relax. Now that he knew where the bitch was, it was time to plan.
After they had the strategy down, they could spend a few hours partying and fucking. First thing in the morning, they would hit the road.
The cunt was going down if it was the last thing he ever did.
Chapter Eleven
Dusty sighed when Archer released her from his arms. They’d been snuggling for the last ten to fifteen minutes or so. She’d never felt so happy in her life, had never anticipated meeting one man, let alone three, who turned her body and heart to mush. She smiled when Archer winked at her when he was on his feet, and then he headed toward the door. Drool pooled in her mouth as she stared at his sexy, muscular ass and long, strong legs. He and his brothers were so darn sexy. Her smile widened when she felt the slight connection she had with Broden and Archer. She could feel them in her heart and soul. It was as if their spirits had merged and even though they were three, they were one.
She wanted that bond with Airen, too.
Dusty turned to gaze at Airen and found him watching her avidly. Her breath caught in her throat, and her just satisfied lust perked its head up.
“You okay, honey?” Airen asked as he held a hand out toward her.
“Yeah,” she answered contentedly as she placed her hand in his. Fire streaked up her arm, into her chest and shot straight down to her pussy. Goose bumps raced over her skin, and she shivered as her body heated up even more.
“Are you tender, mate?” Airen scooted closer, lifted her hand to his mouth, and kissed the back of it.
“No,” she breathed out her answer.
“Would you like a bath or shower, Dusty?” Airen leaned forward and kissed her softly on the forehead.
Her heart filled with warmth. Such a simple gesture shouldn’t have had her on the brink of tears, but it did. The three Higgins men made her feel so special, so loved and cherished. Only her mother had made her feel that way, even if it was in a different way.
“Please,” she replied. Dusty was feeling decidedly sticky after making love with first Broden and then Archer. She was sweaty, and her pussy and inner thighs were soaked with juices.
Airen winked at her and, after releasing her hand, rolled from the bed. She was about to scoot toward him, but he bent down and scooped her up into his arms. She squeaked with surprise as she hooked an arm around his neck. His scent was intoxicating, and she didn’t restrain the urge to get closer to his wonderful fragrance. She rested her head on his shoulder with her nose close to his neck and inhaled deeply. Airen’s scent was a mix of pine and citrus that had her mouth watering. She shifted her mouth a little closer and licked at his delectable, salty skin. He made a growly sound deep in his chest as he stumbled. She clutched at his shoulder, worried for a second that he’d end up dropping her, but she should have known that he and his brothers would never do anything to hurt her.
Airen tightened his arms around her body and took a couple of quick steps to gain his balance as he carried her into the bathroom. “I think a bath would be better for you, honey. Your muscles have to be feeling a little stiff.”
“A little,” she responded as she kissed her way up his neck toward his ear.
“Dusty, you have to stop, honey.”
“Why? I love the way you taste.”
Airen sat on the edge of the tub with her in his lap, palmed the back of her head with his fingers threaded into her hair, and tugged gently.
She sighed with disappointed resignation and lifted her gaze toward him. A gasp of desire emitted from between her parted lips when she met his hungry blue-eyed gaze. “I’m hanging on by a thread, honey. If you tempt me much more, I’m going to have my cock so deep inside you, you won’t know where I start and you end. My bear’s riding clo
se to the surface, which means I could lose control and hurt you.”
“You would never hurt me, Airen,” she stated sincerely. He and his brothers had already proven how gentle and caring they were with her.
“Not intentionally, no. However, with my Kodiak there’s always a possibility he will escape me. I’m stronger than any human on Earth just as my brothers are, and even more so when my animal’s at the fore. I don’t want to take that chance with you, honey. I couldn’t bear to see any bruises on you because of me.”
Dusty nodded to appease him, but she knew deep in her heart and soul that Airen, Archer, and Broden wouldn’t hurt her, no matter what they thought or said.
Airen helped her to her feet and then turned the water on. He clasped her elbow when he turned back to her. “You’re getting cold, honey. Let’s get in while the tub is filling.”
She nodded, and after Airen stepped into the bath, he helped her over the edge into the rapidly filling spa bath. He guided her over toward the end and the molded seats. When he’d taken a seat, Dusty went to sit next to him, but Airen had other ideas. He hooked an arm around her waist and tugged her onto his lap with her back to his front.
“Is the water temperature okay, mate?”
She shivered with arousal as his warm, moist breath brushed against her ear. “It’s perfect.”
“Are you still cold, Dusty?” He rubbed his hands up and down her arms and caressed over her shoulders before making the return journey.
“No.”
She shivered when he kissed her neck. Liquid desire pooled low in her belly, and her womb seemed to grow heavier with her need. Her areolae tightened into little buds, and her nipples hardened. Her clit started throbbing, and her pussy clenched reflexively. She bit her tongue when a moan of need built in her chest.
“Relax back against me, honey,” Airen whispered against her ear as he tugged her back into his arms. She hadn’t even realized that she’d tensed or was holding herself away from him, until he’d spoken. “Why are you so tense all of a sudden?” Airen clasped her chin between his finger and thumb and turned her gaze toward his. He frowned and shook his head. “No, that isn’t going to work.”
Before she had a chance to ask him what he was talking about, he clasped her waist, lifted, and turned her until she was facing him. She grasped his shoulders as he lowered her back onto his lap. Even though they were both sitting, he was still so much taller, so much bigger than she was. Dusty had always been small and had hated it, but not anymore. She loved how feminine and sexy Airen, Archer, and Broden made her feel. They didn’t seem to care that they had to bend down to her level or lift her up to theirs. No one had ever picked her up before, and while she wouldn’t normally have liked anyone man-handling her, she loved it when her mates did.
When she felt Airen’s hard cock pulse against her buttocks, she pulled her lower lip into her mouth to stifle her moan of need.
“Look at me, honey,” Airen ordered.
She opened eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed and met his gaze.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine, Airen. Why?”
“You’ve gone quiet.” He frowned. “Did my brothers hurt you when they claimed you?”
“No.” Dusty rose up onto her knees, which were on either side of his hips and thighs, and held on tighter to his shoulders so she wouldn’t slip in the water. “I need you, too, Airen. I want you to claim me.”
“Oh, I want that more than you’ll ever know, honey. Let me make you more comfortable first.” He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. She groaned with frustration. He’d drawn back before she could respond, and once more, he grasped her hips and turned her around.
She sighed with frustration but settled against his chest and relaxed.
Airen grabbed a sponge and some shower gel and began to wash her body. She moaned when he caressed over her sensitive breasts and shivered when he rubbed it down over her stomach. She bit her lip when he avoided her pussy and washed her legs, arms, and shoulders. He dipped the loofah in the water, then squeezed it over her skin to rinse away the suds. Once more, he poured some gel onto the sponge and washed her back after getting her to lean forward.
Dusty closed her eyes and savored the abrasive loofah caressing her skin, but as much as she liked and appreciated Airen’s attention, his need to see that she was comfortable, her body was on fire, and she couldn’t take anymore.
She snatched the loofah from his hand, slid from his lap into the middle of the bath, and quickly washed her pussy and ass. As she turned to face him again, she dropped the loofah and moved toward him with predatory intent.
* * * *
Airen kept his expression stoic when Dusty grabbed the cloth from him, but he frowned when she scrambled from his lap. When he noticed her hand with the sponge in it was under the water and her arm was moving, he realized she was washing her ass and cunt. His hard dick twitched as pre-cum rose to the surface, and he clenched his hands into fists to stop himself from reaching for her.
He was so hungry for her, he was trembling, and while she’d told him she sincerely thought he wouldn’t hurt her with his lustful eagerness, he wasn’t so sure. A couple of times, his inner bear had gotten too close to the surface, and fur had raced over his arms. His fingertips were tingling as if his talons were about to make a presence, too.
He gulped when she turned to face him and groaned at the sultry, sexy look in her eyes. His heart stopped beating and his balls began to ache when she met his gaze with her stunning, passion-hazed green eyes.
The closer she got to him, the hungrier he grew. She stopped a yard or so away from him and lowered her dark lashes until he could barely see the green of her eyes. The tip of her pink tongue peeked out from between her lips and swiped over her lower lip.
That was the moment Airen lost all control. He whipped out an arm and snagged her around the waist and tugged her onto his lap. When her small, delicate hands clutched at his shoulders, the last vestige of his control snapped. He pulled her up higher onto her knees, and at the same time, he leaned down and covered her mouth with his.
He groaned, and she moaned as his tongue licked into her mouth. She made a soft mewling sound when his tongue danced and dueled with and around hers as she kissed him back. Airen growled with need as he caressed up and down her sides, contouring and mapping all her delicious feminine curves. Even his hands felt huge tracing her diminutive, delicate, womanly frame, but from the sounds she was making, she loved having his hands on her.
A strangled sound got trapped in his throat when she reached down between them and gripped his cock. He broke the kiss, licking and nibbling his way down her neck making sure to savor any sweet spot he found before moving on.
“Take me inside you, honey,” Airen rasped as he nipped his way down toward her chest.
She moaned as she pumped her hand up and down his cock a few times and groaned when she caressed the tip of his dick through her wet folds. When she aligned the head of his erection with her pussy, he held his breath as he waited for her wet heat to envelope him.
And then she was sinking down onto his cock.
Airen cupped a breast, lifted it toward his mouth, then sucked the nipple into his mouth. Dusty groaned, her head tilting back as she closed her eyes. He released her nipple and switched to her other breast. He licked the tip with his tongue and scraped the edge of his teeth over it, before he drew it into his mouth.
“Oh,” Dusty moaned as she opened her eyes and met his gaze again. She wiggled her hips and took his cock further into her hot, tight, wet cunt.
“You feel so fucking good, honey,” Airen groaned as she lifted and lowered, taking more of him into her moist heat.
“So do you,” she panted.
Airen smoothed his hands down her body, over her hips and around to her ass. He gripped her butt cheeks in his hands and squeezed them. When her internal muscles flexed around his dick, he ground his teeth and shoved his hips up
toward hers.
“More!” she demanded. “Airen, I need more. Please?”
Airen firmed his hold on her ass, hoping he wasn’t hurting her, but he was too far gone with desire to make love with and claim his mate. He pulled her down over him hard and fast.
“Ah!” Dusty cried out.
Guilty contriteness filled his chest, but as soon as he opened eyes, he hadn’t realized he’d closed and gazed at her, he realized her cry had been one of pleasure and not pain. His bear was chuffing and growling with joy at the physical connection, but both animal and man needed more. They wanted that spiritual, soulful connection the mating bond would bring that his brothers and mate had with each other.
Airen lifted her off his cock and turned them before she could protest. He settled her on the molded spa seat on her knees with her back to him, and then clasped her wrists and placed her hands on the rim of the bath.
“Hold on tight, mate.” He kissed her shoulder before licking her skin. Thankfully, he’d been prepared for his bear to try and make a move, so when his Kodiak sprang forward after his canines elongated, he lifted his mouth from her flesh and shoved his beast back down.
Airen caressed his large, calloused hands down over her back and smiled when she shivered and moaned.
“Airen, please?”
“Spread your legs more, honey,” he ordered in a hoarse voice and closed his eyes when she immediately complied. He sucked in deep breath after deep breath as he tried to get his ravaging lust back on a tight rein, but Dusty seemed to have other ideas.
“Now, Airen!” she demanded as she shoved her hips back against his groin.
He groaned when his cock slid through her wet folds, and he moved his hands down to her ass. He gripped her butt cheeks in a firm, yet gentle hold and drew his hips back until the head of his dick brushed against her entrance.
This time, his bear got away from him as he pressed forward, and instead of easing his way into her hot, tight, wet cunt, he ended up surging in until he was balls deep.