by Mandy Monroe
She gave a half hearted laugh but a tear rolled down her cheek. Bain swiped it with his thumb and look down at her. Bain’s heart ached at the lost look on her face. He wanted to howl that their sweet little mate couldn’t see how precious she was. Maura Brooks had no idea how to accept the idea that she was truly desirable to men.
The thought of her tender heart being bruised every time she was insulted, either outright or by others behavior, just killed him. She already hinted at being subjected to cruel taunts growing up, he didn’t want to think about what she felt like every time one was hurled at her.
And all because of shallow stupidity.
It was time to make her see herself through Gavin and his eyes.
Bain turned her toward the full length mirror with his hands on her shoulders. Gavin and he standing behind her on either side. Maura covered herself with her hands instinctively and blushed a deep pink. Bain began stroking her shoulders and gently tugged her arms to her side. Maura looked away from her reflection and turned to look at Bain.
“No, don’t look away. Do you trust us?”
She nodded but her hands still crept back to cover herself. Bain took her wrists and attached them to the wrist weight straps hanging above them. Maura’s wrist were suspended above her, not uncomfortably so, but her back slightly arched in the pose causing her breasts to jut forward and butt to poke out. Nothing concealed here.
Gavin leaned forward and rest his chin on her shoulder, breath tickling her neck when her growled in her ear.
“What do you see?”
“Wh- What?” Maura stammered, sure she hadn’t heard correctly.
“When you look up there,” Gavin gently turned her chin to once again face her reflection, “what is it you see?”
“I see the fat girl that everyone called Moo-ra. The one whose father told her she was too fat to keep a man. And he was right, Darren left me because I didn’t lose enough weight, I am too big. There has to be a better, happier, skinny me in here somewhere. One that’s skinny enough to be worthy.”
“Gavin, I think Maura needs to see herself the way we do.”
Bain traded places with Gavin behind her and spoke with his deep rich voice rumbling next to her ear. He sought her eyes in the mirror and began stroking her hip.
“When you first got here I got hard the minute I saw you. I thought you were the most perfectly formed woman I had ever seen. Everything on you appeals to me. Everything.”
Bain reached around and palmed her breasts growling in her ear.
“I love the way your full, round breasts overflow my hands.”
He ran his palms down her sides to her hips.
“And these just slay me. I watch the way you walk, and that sway you have with these fucking fantastic hips ….”
Bain bit his bottom lip and pressed his erection against her hip.
“Well, you can feel what it does to me. Does that feel like you aren’t worthy of my attention?”
Bain backed away then and swatted her backside. Gavin stepped in then to add his two cents worth.
“Maura, when I first saw you I thought you were rounded everywhere I liked. Still do. Aside from your obvious smarts and backbone, know what I have the most trouble keeping my hands off of?”
He stood directly behind her, speaking just inches from her ear. His breath tickled against her neck and she almost forgot the question.
“N-no.”
Gavin ran his fingertips up the back of her thighs to grip one buttock cheek in each hand. His fingertips barely brushed against her anus there and it quivered in response. Her breath hitched again and Gavin smiled, knowing she would enjoy what he had planned for her there … later.
“This work of art you carry behind you my dear, this juicy and wonderful ass.”
He continued to massage her ass cheeks and smelled her arousal ratchet up another notch. He almost forgot what they were doing for a moment he got so caught up in her full globes.
“I have wanted to take a bite out of this for what feels like an eternity.”
Gavin dropped and placed a firm bite on her right ass cheek. He used his blunted, human teeth knowing it was still too early to formally mark her with his lion’s canines. Maura’s sharp intake of breath told him all he needed to know.
Bain approached again but stood in front of her this time. The backs of his fingers brushed to tips of her breasts.
“Now I want you to keep your eyes on us in the mirror.”
Maura nodded and watched as Bain sunk to his knee in front of her. He palmed her legs apart wider and leaned in, inhaling deeply. He took a long, sweeping lick up her core and groaned with satisfaction.
“Mmmm, Honey indeed.”
Maura watched in fascination as Bain’s dark head dipped between her legs. The contrast between her pale thigh and his darkness just added to the eroticism of the scene. Where Gavin had a rough and flexible tongue, Bain’s was thicker, still rough but softer than Gavin’s. He had a skill set all his own. She saw the pink flush creeping through her body and the way her middle undulated in pleasure.
When her knees buckled her wrists still supported her from the light restraint but Gavin stepped up behind her. Bain hooked each knees over a shoulder and proceeded to bury his tongue deep within her wetness. Maura cried out and leaned her back against Gavin’s chest. Her weight was completely supported and suspended by these two men.
Gavin’s hand snaked around and began plucking her nipples making her arch into his hand as she simultaneously worked her hips against Bain’s mouth. She caught her reflection and glimpses of the look in both men’s eyes. There was no calculating coldness in their eyes like she had seen in men who just used the fat girl for sex. There was just open admiration and desire.
She felt the armor around her heart cracking with an even greater force but promised herself she wouldn’t let it be too serious.
Maura lost all train of thought as Bain brought her to yet another screaming orgasm. Her hips worked herself against his face and her toes curled where they were thrown on his back. Her back arched further encouraging Gavin to prolong her climax plucking her nipples.
Gavin reached up and unhooked her wrists from the pulley straps but continued to support her. Bain lay of the ground and Gavin helped lower her to straddled him, facing the mirror. She rubbed her wet sheath against his thickness wondering briefly how she would take in that girth, but remembered that Gavin had fit, so would he.
Maura lifted herself and sunk down seating him deeply within her waiting pussy. He cried out and she thought she may have hurt him. She lifted herself to check when he gripped her hips and thrust his hips upward into her. It was all the confirmation she needed. Maura began to ride him in earnest, sliding up and almost off of him before lowering and impaling him deeply again.
His hands came up to cup her breasts when she met Gavin’s gaze in the mirror. He grinned at her knowingly and gestured towards the mirror.
“What do you see now?”
Maura looked once again in the mirror and didn’t immediately recognize herself. Her hair was fell around her hair in a wild, tousled mess. Her lips were swollen and full from their lovemaking and her body was flush with arousal. She looked like a pagan warrioress mounted naked atop a man, eyes bright and breasts pink from passion. She saw the look of appreciation and desire in Gavin’s eyes and immediately looked to Bain.
He looked the same. They truly saw her. She felt a huge weight fly from her chest and she didn’t feel crushing unworthiness, she felt precious and desired. She cupped Bain’s face and kissed him fiercely. After a moment she lifted her head and crooked a finger to Gavin. He walked to her and bent over to kiss her, their tongues entwined and dueled in a playful game of passion.
When he finally rose to stand again she reached out and softly grasped his shaft. Using it like a divining rod, she guided him towards her mouth. Gavin had much the same scent but a vastly different flavor all his own. She played her tongue around the head while continuing to
slide up and down Bain’s hard length, his hands guiding her hips.
She let her lips slide around the shaft synchronized first lowering herself onto Bain, pulling her mouth to the tip of Gavin’s cock. Then rising to suck him down to the base, lifting off Bain, and repeating.
She felt full, not just because she was being pleasantly stuffed at both ends, but because she felt less empty. She felt finally beautiful and these men made her see it. Maura let herself fall into an abyss of sensation reveling in feeling full in her pussy and the intoxicating flavor of the cock in her mouth. She increased her fervor, her suction, and her urgency. Both men cried out at the same time. She felt the warm wash over her that surged a final wet swell into her nether lips and pitched her forward into climax.
She clenched and moaned deeply, her throat constricting around Gavin and sending him reeling into a spiral of pleasure himself. She was cresting another orgasm when Bain shouted and released with her. Her tremors of orgasmic aftermath milked every drop from him as surely as her mouth had Gavin.
She collapsed atop Bain and Gavin lay beside, stroking her back. When she got drowsy again her men dressed her and themselves and carried her back to her cabin. When she thought they would retire to their own rooms, they stripped down and got in bed on either side of her. She smiled and curled her backside against Bain tucking her feet between his legs and resting her head on Gavin’s shoulder. One hand rested on Bain’s arm once again thrown across her middle and her other rested palm up on Gavin’s chest, his hand resting lightly on top of it. Maura drifted off thinking she had never felt more safe and secure in her life.
Chapter Five
Maura couldn't help but feel a little disappointment during the next canoe trip. Neither Gavin nor Bain were to be her partners during this trek. She had hoped to engage in a little light flirting but it was not to be today. She was paired with Seth, one of the student guides. Maura wished she could pinpoint what exactly it was about that guy that unsettled her so much. She just felt wary.
Seth seemed nice enough and his smile looked genuine when they greeted each other at the canoes. He carried his weight of the canoe and didn't tilt most of it onto her. He flirted with her a little, and he did point out some interesting facts she didn't know along the way. Conversation, at least as much as could be expected during such an activity, was pleasant enough.
Once they got in the water and began to paddle down the river, Maura felt herself relax a bit. Never one for a whole lot of outdoor action before, she found it was actually quite fun. Maura surprised herself with how much she enjoyed canoeing in particular. Gavin and Bain might have some part in it but paddling down this river, and feeling herself getting stronger while surrounded by such beauty, soothed her and empowered her all at the same time.
She liked watching her men work the river, as well, looking at them move. Her eyes darted to Gavin and Bain in the canoe together, moving in perfect harmony with one another without even speaking. Both had muscles that glistened in the sun but where Bain's was thickly corded and covered with dark hair, Gavin was lean and sleek muscle with a barely there dusting of blond across the forearms. It constantly amazed her how opposite but alike those two were.
Images of other ways the men were in perfect sync flashed through her head, thoughts of things Gavin and Bain had done working her body and some things that they had yet to try. A small smile crept across her face as warmth flooded her. Still somewhat amazed that she was reasonably certain that there would be a next time, her body eagerly awaited it.
At least while they still want you.
Refusing to let that train of thought taint her trip, she refocused on the trip and what her partner was saying. Gavin and Bain went ahead to guide everyone through a particularly rocky section but since everyone had traveled this a number of times before, it was a minor precaution only. Seth was bringing up the rear in the canoe with her, but she didn't mind being last.
Each little canoe followed in their wake like little ducklings and Maura giggled at the thought of either of those two men waddling around like a mama duck. They maneuvered through the first set of rapids easily enough and wound their way around to the next set. Maura noticed that she and Seth had fallen somewhat behind the others and didn't want to lose sight of the group, or her men. He indicated that they would catch up but he was supposed to make sure everyone else was navigating the rapids safely.
The last canoe disappeared around the bend as she and Seth began the trek through the rocky water. The canoe was having some difficulty working through a few areas they scraped and bumped through for awhile when, without warning, she pitched forward and was thrown from the boat.
Maura was instantly glad for the helmet when her head smacked against a large rock. It still rattled her teeth but she was sure that without her helmet she would have had a concussion. Her body was churned around end over end, but she finally came sputtering to the surface. There was a fist on her lifejacket pulling her towards the shore. She lay, momentarily, just regaining her breath and turned expecting to see that either Gavin or Bain had pulled her out and was surprised to see it was Seth. She had assumed he would need saving in the same waters as she.
"Thank you," she panted.
Seth just shrugged noncommittally. "It’s my job.” He grinned. “We’ll have to hike a bit and catch up with the group to make our way back."
Maura groaned inwardly. Her head throbbed and so did a few new cuts, scrapes, and bruises she had acquired on the rocky tumble. She shrugged off her lifejacket and helmet and arranged her clothing, catching a brief glimpse of Seth watching her as she did. A lascivious look flashed in his eyes and Maura felt that same prickly feeling on the back of her neck.
Just because Gavin and Bain are attracted to you, don’t start thinking everyone else is, too, she scolded herself.
They got up after a short rest and began to make the trek back to camp on foot. After hiking through what would barely be considered a trail, Seth stopped and suggested a rest. Maura's body had just taken a wallop and she was more than ready to stop for a bit. She eased down on a fallen tree and wished she had some water to drink. Even though she had swallowed quite a during her dunking, she was ready for more water now.
"Ya know Maura, you’re an intriguing woman."
"What? Me? How do you figure?"
"Well, I know you have both Bennett men panting after you. I’m curious what exactly it is they’re so enamored of."
The amiable facade that Seth had projected since the beginning of the trip was gone and the cold predatory look in his eyes was back. Maura felt chills down her spine and looked at the situation with different eyes. She was without defense and alone with this guy.
Not good.
She eyed him warily and when he walked towards her, she got up from her perch on the tree trunk and began backing away.
"What?"
"Oh c'mon, there have been dozens of women come through here that could be supermodels throwing themselves at those two. They barely batted an eye. You come here and you might as well be leading them around by their dicks. Must be prime pussy to whip those two. I wanna find out."
"What? I’m not having sex with you!"
She turned to run but only got a few steps when her hair was wrenched from behind.
"No, but I will be fucking you."
Seth dragged her back and held her against his body.
"You have spirit. I bet they like that, too. I like it when a girl fights, makes it more fun."
He threw her down and Maura tried to scramble away but Seth was fast and was on top of her too quickly. She tried to scream but he clamped a large palm over her nose and mouth.
"No one will hear you, and even if they did I’ll just tell them you seduced me just like you did both the Bennetts. All the other guests know you’re sleeping with them. What's one more guide? Think anyone will believe you? You’re already fucking two guys here, likely at the same time. Who wouldn’t believe a lusty little whore like you would fuck one mor
e? Look at you. No one needs to force a fat chick."
Maura felt cold wash down her spine. Who would believe her? What would Gavin and Bain think? Would they think she’d invited him? She didn’t resist either of them for long. How would that look to anyone else? She was trapped.
She had to get out of this. Think Maura, think!
Maura felt tears spring to her eyes when her shirt was pulled up and her breasts were exposed. His rough hands abraded her nipples before tweaking them painfully. Maura resumed her struggling but her arms were pinned by one of his hands while his other abused her breasts. She couldn’t get free of his grasp no matter which way she twisted, turned, or fought.
When his hand left her she was relieved. A glimmer of hope for escape flickered but only for a moment. Her hope vanished when a knife was held near her throat and she realized his other hand was fumbling with his pants. He pulled her shorts down and she wanted to block her mind to what was about to happen. When his knees forced her legs apart, she screamed again. The knife pushed harder against her throat, cutting the sound off immediately.
Frustrated tears burned down her cheeks. She was unable to stop this no matter how she fought and her helplessness was appalling. She saw him free himself from his pants and shut her eyes.
Abruptly, his weight lifted off her and she could breathe. She saw Bain pin Seth against a tree by his neck, growling an inhuman growl. She felt hands on her shoulders and she jumped, startled.
"It's ok baby. It's me. Did he hurt you?"
Maura flew into Gavin's arms, weeping against his chest. She shook her head. Gavin helped her adjust her clothes and brush dirt and debris off of her.
"Bain stopped him. He was going to … to …."
Gavin shushed her and picked her up as if she weighed nothing. She could do nothing more than cling to him, crying.
Seth babbled excuses in the background, claiming that she had lured him away to seduce him. Maura waited for the accusatory glares from Gavin and Bain but they never came.