by Becca Van
He licked and nibbled up her neck and drove his tongue into her ear. She shivered and shook with bliss as goosebumps rushed over her skin. Broden caressed down her back until he reached her ass, and then he squeezed her cheeks in his big, warm, calloused, manly hands.
“Oh,” she moaned as she shifted on his lap.
“You like having my cock in your hot, wet cunt, baby?”
“Yeah,” she sighed when his dick twitched inside her causing her pussy to ripple along his length.
“Hold onto me, mate,” Broden ordered breathlessly.
She gripped his shoulders and groaned when he lifted her up from his cock until the bulbous head was just resting inside, and then he lowered her again. Up and down, he lifted and lowered her, gliding his cock in and out of her pussy.
Heated tension began to invade her muscles as he continued to move her over his shaft. Each time he slid back into her, the liquid desire coursing through her veins heated even more.
The frictional slide of his dick was the most amazing thing she’d ever felt, and every time he shoved back into her pussy, the pressure grew more intense. The coil tautened, and her internal walls pressed closer and closer together, until she was hovering right on the brink of ecstasy.
And then he lowered his head toward her chest and sucked a nipple into her mouth.
That was all it took to send her flying to the stars.
“Broden!” she screamed as she imploded. Her whole body shook and shivered as her pussy clamped down around his still pistoning cock, before releasing and clenching down again. Her legs trembled as her body quivered and quaked, and cream trickled from her.
“Fuck yes, baby. Come all over me,” Broden rasped out as he continued to raise her, before slamming her back down on his cock. He thrust up into her once, twice, three times more, and the fourth time, he roared as he drove in deep and held her down on his dick as he ground his crotch up into hers. His cock pulsed and twitched as his cum spumed deep into her pussy.
Dusty gasped as the climax seemed to go on and on in a never-ending cycle of rapture. Just as she thought the euphoria was about to wane, Broden licked over the skin at the crook of her neck and shoulder and bit down hard.
Her mouth opened in a soundless scream, and white shards of light streaked before her eyes as she hurtled straight back up to the heavens. The glory that held her in its grip had her entire body convulsing. Her pussy palpitated with endless contractions, and the bright lightning faded until all she could see was black. She dragged in a deep breath of air and quivered as her rhapsody eased to the occasional aftershocks.
Dusty slumped against Broden, her muscles still shivering and shaking as the serotonin traversed her blood. Every time his cock pulsed and twitched, her muscles spasmed in reply. She panted heavily as she tried to catch her breath, and tears of wonder burned her eyes when she felt the connection between her and Broden.
He caressed his hands up and down her back, easing her down from the rapturous high, and she trembled each time he laved his tongue over the mating mark.
“You all right, baby?” he rasped against her ear. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” she sobbed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against his skin.
Broden threaded his fingers into her hair and tugged her gaze up to his. He frowned with concern when he noticed the moisture in her eyes. “If I didn’t hurt you, then why the tears?”
“I don’t know if I can explain it.”
“Try, sweetness,” Archer said as rubbed her lower back.
She bit her lip as guilt assailed her. She’d been so intent on Broden and their love making, she’d completely forgotten that Archer and Airen were still in the room, on the bed with them.
“It was just so…special.” She swiped at a tear on her cheek.
Broden nudged her chin up. “It was more than special, baby.” He pressed a light reverent kiss onto her lips. “Can you feel it?”
She didn’t need him to clarify for her. “Yes.” She sniffed as she wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her cheek on his chest. The slowing beat of his heart was a comforting sound. She kissed his skin just below his nipple and giggled when she watched goose bumps rise over his flesh.
“See what you do to me, baby? No other woman has ever made me feel this way. You’re so fucking amazing, mate.”
Dusty smiled and rubbed her cheek against his chest. She didn’t think there was anything special about her. Broden, Archer, and Airen, on the other hand, were awe-inspiring. They could change into freaking Kodiak bears. She would love to see all of them in their animal forms at the same time.
Now, that would be truly amazing.
* * * *
Archer curled his hands into fists to prevent himself from snatching Dusty from Broden’s arms. His boxer-restrained cock was pulsing up a storm, and they were damp from the constant pre-cum leaking from the tip.
He’d never seen anything more beautiful or sexier than their mate in the throes of climax, and he couldn’t wait to have his turn with her. He filled his lungs with air and tried to keep his lust at bay as he imagined her screaming his name as she came.
His bear was pacing and swaying back and forth, grumbling and growling. Every now and then, he charged at his guts, trying to get out so he could mark and claim their woman.
After what seemed like a lifetime had passed, Broden lifted Dusty from his lap and lowered her onto the mattress. He’d never seen his stoic, gruff brother so animated before. Since Emmy and Pixie had arrived in town and accepted their mates’ claims, Broden had seemed lighter somehow, but now he seemed downright happy and content. It was great to see, and he hoped he felt freer after making love with Dusty, too.
He’d felt so numb after serving in the military and had thought he’d never be able to feel anything ever again. Dusty coming into their life was like a ray of sunshine. She was so fucking beautiful, and when she smiled, all the darkness tainting his heart and soul burned away.
Archer knew he didn’t deserve to have a mate after all the killing he’d done while protecting their country, but he wasn’t about to let her get away from him.
What he’d done had been under orders, and the only way for him and his brothers to stay sane had been to push all emotions aside. Now that his heart and soul had thawed out, he felt so much it was hard for him to differentiate each emotion surging through him.
The most prominent one though was love. His once-cold heart was so full it felt as if it was about to burst. The urge to shout from the rooftop with joy was strong, but he wasn’t about to make himself look like a fool in front of his brothers and friends. Yet, if Dusty ever asked him to do something like that, he wouldn’t hesitate, family and friends be damned.
Dusty watched Broden’s ass as his brother sauntered from the room. Archer glanced at Airen to see him lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, seemingly relaxed. He was far from that as could be. His biceps were flexing, and the muscles in the side of his jaw were twitching. His brother was just as eager for their mate as he was.
“Are you all right, Archer?” Dusty’s small, warm hand landed on his thigh. His knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists tighter, worried that if he put his hands on her right now, he’d lose all control and end up hurting her.
“I’m fine, sweetness.”
“Then why are you frowning?” She rubbed her hand up and down his hairy thigh. She was killing him. Yet in her innocence, she had no idea how her touch was torturing him, sending him closer to the brink.
“I didn’t realize I was.” He clasped her wrist and laced her fingers with his. He gazed down at their joined hands. She was so fucking small, soft, and pale. Next to his big paws, her hands looked like they belonged to a small kid.
“What were you thinking about?”
He stared deeply into her eyes and let her see his need. “You, sweetness. Always you.”
She blinked and a slow smile curved her lips. A shiver of heat wracked up his spine, sending quakes
out through all his limbs. He remained still when she shifted higher onto her knees and shuffled toward him. When she cupped his face between her hands, he held his breath. “I want you, Archer.”
He squeezed his eyes closed and counted to ten before exhaling slowly and opened his eyes again. “I want you, too, sweetness.”
She turned to gaze at Airen, who hadn’t moved an inch from his reclining position. “I want you, Airen.”
“I want you, too, mate,” Airen replied through clenched teeth.
Dusty frowned. “Are you angry at me?”
Airen shook his head. “No,” he replied hoarsely.
“You sound angry. Did I do or say something to piss you off?”
Airen sat up and laced his fingers with her free hand. “No, honey. You’ve done nothing wrong. I’m just feeling a little…hot.”
Her lower lip pouted as she frowned, and then she sucked that lip into her mouth when she realized what Airen meant. Desire hazed over her eyes, and her pupils dilated.
Archer sucked in a deep breath and groaned when the delicious scent of her hazelnut-honeyed sweetness filled his lungs.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her up against his chest as he slanted his mouth over hers.
Chapter Ten
Dusty moaned as the kissed turned wild with passion. Their noses bumped as they twirled their tongues around each other’s. She whimpered with need when he closed his lips around her tongue and sucked on it. Liquid arousal coated her pussy, and her clit pulsed to life. Her areolae ruched, and her nipples tightened into hard peaks.
She groaned when Airen caressed up and down her back and shook when he squeezed and molded her ass.
Archer broke the kiss and licked his way down toward her breasts. He placed a hand on her sternum between her breasts and applied pressure until she bent back over his arm. Her breasts were lifted higher up, and he captured a tip and laved it with his tongue.
Airen removed his hands from her ass, cupped and supported her head and then took her mouth with his. The kiss turned hot and carnal as they devoured each other. When her lungs began to burn, she turned her head and gulped air into her organs.
Archer suckled firmly on one nipple before switching to the other, treating it to the same pleasure. Cream leaked from her pussy when her muscles clenched, and her clit ached with swollen need.
Dusty didn’t know if she blinked or maybe zoned out as she savored each touch, lick, and caress, because when she next became aware, she was on her hands and knees on the mattress.
She blinked down at Airen, who was leaning against the headboard with his legs under her body. Licking her lips, she perused all of his toned, bulging muscles and delectable, naked skin.
Without any conscious thought, she lifted her hands and smoothed them over his washboard abdomen. “You’re all so hot to the touch,” she murmured.
“That’s because of our inner bears, honey.”
She blinked up at Airen and gave him a bemused smile. She hadn’t even noticed she’d voiced her observations.
Heat permeated her ass and legs when Archer moved up closer behind her, and she looked at him over her shoulder. He rubbed his hands up and down her back, squeezed her ass, and then nudged a leg between hers. “Spread your legs wider, sweetness.”
She moved her legs farther apart and turned back to ogle Airen’s rigid cock. It was huge, too. All the Higgins men were big all over. While locking gazes with Airen, she caressed the tip of her fingers up and down his shaft. When she got to the head, she swiped the clear drop off fluid onto the tip, and lifted her finger to her mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned as the spicy-sweet essence caused her to salivate, and she swallowed.
“Fuck, Dusty, you can’t do things like that,” Airen panted out.
She frowned. “Why not?”
He groaned and scrubbed a hand over his face. “You’re going to make me lose control, honey.”
“Why would that be so bad?”
Archer blanketed her back with his front and breathed against her ear, causing her to shiver. “Because we don’t want to hurt you, mate.”
“You won’t.”
“You sound so sure.” Airen reached up and palmed both her breasts, kneading the soft globes before strumming his thumbs over the nipples. She gasped and groaned.
Archer wrapped an arm around her waist and splayed his hand on her lower belly. He ground his cock against the crack of her ass as he pushed her against him.
“I am,” she said breathlessly.
Archer licked and nibbled on her neck. She tilted her head to give him better access and whimpered when he nipped her earlobe before sucking on the sweet spot just beneath her ear. Her pussy clenched, sending more cream onto her folds. Her clit was throbbing along with her heart, and was so engorged it almost hurt.
When Archer dipped a finger into her folds and circled her clit, her body clamped down on emptiness, and she sobbed with frustration.
“What is it, sweetness? What’s wrong?”
Instead of answering him, she wrapped her hands around Airen’s shaft and glanced up when he groaned. His head was tipped back, his eyes were closed, and his lips were parted. Dusty glanced back down to his hard cock and wasn’t surprised that her finger and thumb didn’t meet. She gripped him firmly and moved her hand up toward the tip. A gasp of surprise escaped when she felt his dick pulse and twitch in her hand.
“Am I…hurting you?”
“No, honey. Feels good,” Airen gasped out.
A quake of feminine confidence and hunger raced up her spine, and she began to pump her hand faster.
Archer lifted up off her back and dipped his finger into her pussy.
“So fucking wet.” He pressed his finger up into her entrance, then added another. “Tight and hot.”
“Oh!” she moaned as a mini orgasm shook her frame.
“I can’t wait any longer, sweetness. I have to get inside you.”
“Hurry, Archer. Please?”
Archer’s arm hairs brushed against her ass as he reached down to grasp his cock. He rubbed it in her juices and then aligned it with her pussy.
She inhaled deeply, and as he stroked into her, she breathed out slowly.
Archer growled and groaned as he slowly shunted his cock into her pussy.
It felt so good, and she was so full, she couldn’t stop trembling, but she needed him to move. She lowered her upper body weight onto her elbows and swirled her tongue over the head of Airen’s cock.
“Fuck yeah, honey. Lick my dick.”
Dusty loved the way he tasted, and her mouth watered for more. She parted her lips as wide as she could and took Airen’s cock into her mouth. He groaned and threaded his fingers into her short hair and gripped her tresses in his hand. She tensed for a second, but when he didn’t try to force her down further onto his dick or try to control her movements, she relaxed again.
As soon as Archer was embedded in her to the hilt, he stilled, giving her time to adjust to being stretched wide open and penetrated so deeply. She’d had no idea that being taken from behind would be so good. His cock felt thicker and deeper in this position. She could feel every ridge, vein, and twitch.
Airen tugged on her hair. “Let go, honey.”
She lifted her mouth from his cock with a wet pop and was about to ask him why he’d wanted to stop but didn’t get the chance. Archer gripped her hip firmly, his other hand still splayed on her belly, and he drew his cock back until the head was resting inside the entrance.
“Tell me if I hurt you, mate,” Archer ordered.
As soon as she nodded, he surged back in deep. She cried out as pleasure sparked along her nerves. When she realized that Archer had stopped moving she wiggled her ass. “Shit! Don’t do that, sweetness, or I’m going to end up hurting you. Did I?”
“Did you what?” she panted.
“You cried out. Did. I. Hurt. You?”
“No. It felt so good.”
Archer sighed and relaxed against her ba
ck for a moment.
“Hold onto Airen,” Archer commanded.
She giggled. “I am.”
He popped her on the ass, and she moaned when tingles of heat seared into her pussy and clit.
“Such a smart-ass.”
Dusty couldn’t help but laugh. A low rumble started deep in Archer’s chest as he moved up higher onto his knees and gripped both her ass cheeks. He spread them apart and withdrew from her pussy before driving back in.
“What was funny, Dusty?” Airen asked as he cupped both her breasts and flicked her nipples with his thumbs.
She had no idea how he thought she was going to answer when she was feeling so much, but from the way he quirked his eyebrow and gazed at her expectantly, he wasn’t going to let it go.
“Archer called me a smart-ass,” she panted.
“And?” Archer punctuated his question by thrusting his cock back into her cunt.
She groaned as the head of his dick rubbed over the hot spot. “My ass was smarting because you whacked it.”
Airen smiled and winked at her.
Dusty tried to keep her eyes open, but it was too difficult when they were so heavy with passion.
The pressure inside was starting to build.
* * * *
Archer felt as if he was being tortured and pleasured at the same time. Dusty’s cunt was so hot, tight, and wet, and he felt as if his dick was being strangled. Yet there was no place he’d rather be. It was torturous because the warning heat at the base of his spine was starting to spread out, but he was determined to hold off his climax until she came first.
He’d nearly lost it when she’d started laughing. Every time she did, her internal muscles had clenched and rippled around his dick, and he’d had to grit his teeth.
He gazed at Airen, safe in the knowledge that his brother would stop him or tell him to ease up if he hurt Dusty, but so far, she’d been with him every step of the way.
When she started to tense up, he realized she was getting closer to coming, but so was he. He released her hip and caressed his hand down over her belly toward her mound. He dipped his index finger into her folds and lightly caressed over her clit. She moaned and rippled around his shuttling cock.