“No, you won’t, sugar. Our bites do change you in one way, however. They make you crave us as much as we want you, and it means your libido matches ours. It’s how human mates can keep up with us. We’d exhaust you otherwise. Shifters have much more stamina than humans.”
She had to smile at the cockiness of his reply, even as the puzzle pieces fell into place. That sure explained a few things.
“So, I haven’t turned into a raving nympho then? How disappointing.”
Catalina laughed from somewhere behind Jacob, and his deep laugh shook his big frame as he pulled away slightly.
“I’d love for you to be my little nymphomaniac.” Cat’s soft reply made Jacob sober, and he turned slightly to allow his sister to come into view.
Goldie’s eyes filled with tears at the open vulnerability the other woman showed, and she blurted out the feelings on her heart.
“I’d love that, too, Ma’am.”
Catalina’s eyes widened, and her bear’s triumphant growl shook the floor they were standing on. Before Goldie could blink, she’d shoved Jacob out of the way and pulled Goldie in for a heated kiss, that Goldie returned stroke by feverish stroke. When Cat finally let her come up for air they were grinning at each other like lovesick fools.
“I love you, little subbie, but if you repeat that to anyone else, your ass will be sore for a month, got that?”
Goldie laughed, and nodded.
“Yes, Ma’am, and I love you, too.”
Catalina smiled and hitched her thumb over her shoulder at Jacob. Goldie, too, had to laugh at the sulk on his face. Right now, he looked like a boy whose favorite toy had been snatched away, and sure enough his next words confirmed that assessment.
“This is all very touching, but what about me?” he asked, and Catalina rolled her eyes and winked at her.
“Men, best go and stroke his ego. I'll make sure no one is going to interrupt you. Mind you, they’ll hear you scream I’m sure.”
She stepped away, and Goldie covered her hot cheeks with her hands. She’d forgotten where they were for a moment there.
“My ego does not need stroking,” Jacob said with a grin, while he adjusted his cock, and Goldie’s mouth went dry when he advanced on her. She backed away from him, until the spanking bench stopped her, and he was on her in one long stride. Goldie couldn’t stop her little screech when he grasped her and flipped her over until she was bent face down over the bench with her ass on view. Excitement raced through her veins, when he pulled her dress up with one hand while holding her down with the other, and she groaned when he ran his fingers through her wet pussy.
“Hmm, what have we here? So wet for me already. We really do have the naughtiest sub around, don’t we, Cat?”
Cat’s laughter sent her arousal into hyper-drive.
“Yes, we sure do. Too bad Jase is still holed up in his office. I reckon he would get a kick out of this.”
Jacob laughed, and Goldie bucked against the bench when he squeezed her ass cheeks. Tiny pinpricks of pain lodged in her skin as his claws ran out, and she gasped when she looked up and saw him in the mirrored tiles of the station. Half shifted Jacob made a terrifying sight, but one she couldn’t tear her eyes away from either. His golden eyes glowed and his elongated canines were clearly visible when he caught her watching him and smiled. It was the emotion in his eyes that held her spellbound, however, as their gazes met, and she whispered the words on her heart.
“I love you.”
His gaze softened temporarily, and his smile took her breath away, before he slipped back into his Dom persona.
She watched in awed fascination when he lifted up one clawed hand, retracted the lethal looking nails, and then pushed those same digits into her pussy hole. Curling them upward he found her sweet spot with unerring precision, and Goldie groaned as her body climbed toward its peak with a speed that left her dizzy. Seeing Cat watch them with a small smile on her face made the whole thing ten times hotter.
“That’s my girl. I want you to scream when you come, baby, do you hear me?”
“Yes, Sir.” Goldie panted her answer, as waves of desire pulled her under and threatened to consume her. Jacob kept up the slow and devastating thrust of his fingers in her cunt, while he undid his jeans with his free hand, and she moaned her denial when he withdrew his fingers, and pulled his jeans down. His thick cock bounced up to almost his navel, and everything inside of Goldie stilled in excitement, when Cat handed him a condom and he sheathed himself with a few practiced moves.
Jacob flashed her a grin as he grasped the root of his thick shaft and ran it through her wet slit repeatedly, until she wanted to scream at him to please, just take her.
She did neither of course, not least because her position over the bench meant she had no leverage to move. Her bare toes barely reached the floor, and when she tried to push herself up with her hands, Cat stepped up and grasped her wrists.
“Oh no, you don’t, sweet thing.”
With Catalina in front of her, the view of Jacob in the mirror was obstructed, and her gaze locked with Cat’s, as Jacob kept up his torture. Every slow slide of his thick cock through her slit made her wetter, and she jumped when he bumped into her clit on every upstroke. That little bundle of nerves shot spikes of desire straight through her whole body, and she yanked against Cat’s hands, even though she knew that was a useless exercise. The other woman was far stronger than she was, and Cat laughed, as her eyes changed to the one of her bear. Goldie could almost see her inner animal prowl under her skin, and she gasped when Jacob chose that moment to drive his cock into her pussy in one ruthless thrust. His balls slapped against her clit, and her hips banged into the bench with the force he used. Before she could catch her breath, he’d pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back into her with even more force than he used before. Her inner muscles clenched around his thick shaft, as her body climbed back up those rungs of arousal at lightning speed. His bear’s growls filled the air, and his scent increased as his movements grew more and more uncoordinated. His claws ran out again, and Cat released her wrists and stepped back when he grasped Goldie’s hair, and lifted her torso up. The action meant that she slid backward, and impaled herself further on his dick. They both groaned as her pussy muscles clenched, and then everything went black for an instant, when Jacob bit down on the fleshy part of her shoulder.
The pain morphed into pleasure as Jacob grunted his release into her neck, and Goldie screamed until she was hoarse. When her body finally stopped trembling, she was sitting on Jacob’s lap with Catalina stroking her hair, and she snuggled into his chest with a sigh of contentment.
“Back with us, babygirl?”
Jacob tipped her head up, and the wealth of emotion she saw in his amber gaze took her breath away anew.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, and he kissed her nose.
“Good, and just for the record, and in case you didn’t hear me earlier, I love you, too, baby. I’m so incredibly relieved you’re not running out on us, and regardless of what Jase said, I couldn’t have stayed away from you. I’d have hunted you down, and tied you to my bed until you saw things my way.” Jacob winked at her, and happiness engulfed Goldie in its welcoming cocoon.
“And I’d have let you. I hope you’ll do that lots, just you and me. I love you, Sir.”
He sobered and bending his head, licked his mark on her shoulder.
“Then all is well in my world. Now, are you ready to convince that stupid brother of ours of that fact, so we can go to what classes as normal around these parts?”
Catalina laughed at that.
“Normal, huh? Far too boring that is in my opinion, bro.”
Jacob flashed a grin at his sister, and then stood up, pulling Goldie to her feet at the same time.
She looked between Cat and Jacob, and took a deep breath in.
“Where is he?” she asked.
“He's in the office. Holed himself up in there after he wrote that silly note. There's no window
, and he said something about not needing to see you run away from us. From the noises he's been making, we may well need to redecorate.” Jacob's dry wit had never been more in evidence, but the hand he put on her arm wasn't quite steady. “Be careful, Goldie. He can be a bit volatile.”
Goldie shook his arm off and ignored the butterflies in her stomach. Well, she could be just as volatile. How dare he make assumptions about her, and what she could and couldn’t cope with? Some of her thought processes must have shown on her face, because Catalina laughed, pulled her close and dropped an open-mouthed kiss on Goldie's lips. “Go get 'im, girl.”
Jacob slapped her ass and growled his agreement.
“Yeah, go, make him see sense, baby. We need him on board with this.”
Goldie nodded and squaring her shoulders, started the long walk across the crowded club. When had it gotten so busy, and had they all heard her scream? The thought made her miss a step, and she cursed under her breath when she stubbed her toe. A careful glance around her showed no one but Jacob and Cat showing her any attention. She felt their intense gazes from across the club, and head held high she took the last few steps required to reach the steel door, marked Private.
Go get him, they’d said. All well and good, but the sight that greeted her when Goldie finally managed to push open the heavy door to Jason's office filled her with renewed unease. The place was trashed. Files and furniture lay strewn about. A leafy plant was shredded, its earthenware pot in tatters. Jason sat on the one remaining office chair, and Goldie's heart constricted painfully in her suddenly tight chest. He looked lost, her big, hunky Dom reduced to—surely not. Jason swiped the moisture out of his eyes with an impatient wave of his large hand, and he swore again. He spun round in his chair, and froze. His head went up, his nostrils flared, and Goldie knew he scented her when he shook his head in disbelief.
“I thought you'd be long gone by now.” His voice lacked his usual authority, and the stiff way he held himself tore at Goldie's heartstrings. Silly little bear.
“You used your safeword. You're free to go.” He frowned at her when Goldie just stood there. “Is there a problem? Did the taxi not turn up?” He rummaged through the mess on his desk. “I call you another one just as soon as I find the fucking phone.”
“I have no idea whether it turned up. I had no intention of ever getting into any damn taxi, you fool.”
“You didn't? But I thought—I saw you. You used your safeword—”
Goldie shook her head and took a step toward him. “No, I didn't, you big hairy oaf.” He raised one eyebrow, and some of his usual presence returned. Goldie's heart gave a little bump in her chest, and she took another step toward him. “I thought about it, but I never said it, as you'd know had you bothered to talk to me. But no, the big bad bear has to decide my fate for me.” She took another cautious step, and her pussy clenched at his heated gaze. “I admit I freaked. It's not every day a woman finds out that her lovers sprout fur and roam in the woods chasing bunnies.” She giggled as his eyes narrowed. She took a final step that brought them within touching distance. “But once I had time to calm down, I realized that I was simply pissed at you for making assumptions about me. I still am for that matter!”
“You are?” His hand went under her chin, and he inhaled sharply when he seemed to notice Jacob’s bite. A shiver went through her when he traced the fresh mark, and his bear growled.
“He bit you.”
Goldie smiled and looked up into his golden eyes, as Jason’s other hand settled on her ass, and he pulled her to his hard frame. As his heat and scent surrounded her, her body melted into his. His mouth hovered over hers, and he smiled. “Why?”
Goldie rolled her eyes and squeaked when Jason slapped her behind.
“Hey now! Stop that, or I’ll paddle your sweet behind for disobeying your Dom. You were meant to get into that taxi, not let my brother claim you.”
Goldie snorted her disgust and poked him in the chest, to try to put some distance between them. He let her go without protest. “Phht, Dom, schmom. Just because I let you get away with it this weekend does not mean I'll just roll over and let you decide how I should run every aspect of my life, you know.”
His smile didn't quite reach his eyes, and he stuffed his fists into his jeans pockets. “I have no wish to run your life. You're a confident, beautiful woman, more than capable of finding your own destiny.” He glanced at her and sighed. “You just needed help to realize your submissive nature. The Dom you choose to settle with will be a lucky bastard.”
His eyes widened at her exasperated growl in response. “Oh for fuck's sake. Do I really have to spell it out for you, you overstuffed teddy bear? I have already chosen, and the only person I would allow to go all Dom on me is you—and well Jacob—and Cat, obviously. Why else do you think I let Jacob bite me? You and Cat sneaked your bites on me, but I knew full well what you were, and, still, I let Jacob bite me. Does that not tell you something … Master?”
Her voice trailed off, and she wrung her hands, suddenly unsure. Maybe he didn't want her after all, despite what her heart and his siblings had told her.
Jason's smile deepened, and he caught her flailing hands and tugged. She tumbled against him with a shriek, and he slapped her ass twice. She moaned as the sweet pain zinged to her pussy.
“Careful, sub, I feel the urge to put you over my knee for the doubts I see in your eyes.” He took her hand and ground it into the hard ridge of his cock straining against his fly. “Does this feel as though I don't want you?”
Goldie shook her head and sighed into the kiss he gave her. His tongue sought hers with exquisite tenderness, and Goldie snaked her arms around his neck and ground her hips into his erection. He groaned, caught her wrists in his hand, and pushed her backward against the desk until her bare bum sat on it. Goldie swallowed at the emotion that shimmered in his eyes. Jason caged her in until she couldn't move.
“I fell in love with you the minute you tumbled into my arms, my sweet little Goldilocks. Believe me, the irony of our position wasn't lost on me. I was so sure you couldn't handle this. Are you sure you can?”
Goldie leaned forward. “Of course I can handle it, you silly bear. I love you, and your brother and sister, too, so don't you dare doubt me. And before you say I can’t possibly know that after this short time of knowing them, well, boo to that. I do. I love you, and I’m not going anywhere.”
His answering growl vibrated through her, and he rested his head against hers.
“I realize you must have lots of questions about us, what we are, how it all works, and I'll answer them all—tomorrow. For now I need to teach you some obedience.”
Happiness enveloped her at his teasing tone, and he laughed when she mumbled into his chest. “Promises, promises, Master.”
The End
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