by Mandy Monroe
I'm going to shift back and keep his attention and the gun pointed on me. You do the rest.
No. Bain, it's too dangerous. The gun can do too much damage to you in human form.
I’d rather be shot as a human than lose our mate.
With that, Bain changed shifted back into his human form. Putting his hands up, palm out so Seth would know he was unarmed.
"Seth, there’s no good way out of this. Just let her go. We can all just walk away from this now."
"Bullshit!"
"No, Seth, not bullshit. Just put the gun down and we’ll all just walk away."
"You think I could let you walk away now? You’re demons in animal form, an abomination. She’s fucked you both, and at the same time. It's sick! She’ll let animals between her legs but refuses me? It's disgusting!"
Seth's eyes were wild and he was sweating heavily. Gavin could smell the perspiration and tension rolling off him like a beacon.
"Others refused me but I changed their minds. Stuck up bitches, fucked like animals. Never, NEVER as sick as this shit." Seth pulled Maura's head back towards him. "I bet you even let them screw you while they're animals, don't you? You dirty whore, and you will tell me no? Unacceptable."
Bain growled low in his throat. He hated the way Seth was talking to Maura. He and his bear wanted to take off the arm that held the gun to her head. He narrowed his eyes and focused on Seth's shaking hand. He just had to keep the attention on himself for a little longer. Bain kept his approach slow and steady so as not to startle Seth.
"Where’s the other one?" Seth shouted his eyes were wild and spittle flung from his mouth. "I know you aren't alone! Where's the other one?"
Bain continued walking slowly toward Seth, stalling for a few more moments and kept his eyes trained on the gun. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Gavin closing in.
Bain heard Gavin in his head. Wait for it. Wait for it.
Seth suddenly repositioned the gun towards Bain and just as he saw Seth’s finger beginning to squeeze the trigger, Gavin leapt from the bushes catching Seth's wrist in his powerful jaws. A shot rang out. Maura screamed and Bain felt a blow to his chest that flung him to the ground. He shook it off and sprung to his feet. Gavin was on top of Seth and Seth was wailing what could only be described as death gurgles.
Bain ran to Maura and checked her over for any injuries. When he was satisfied she had only the most minor scrapes and bruises, he turned his attention back to Gavin. There was little more than a mass of mangled flesh left of Seth. Gavin was covered in blood, none of which was his own.
Gavin shifted back to human form and hurried to Maura to assure himself she was ok.
While Gavin inspected Maura, Bain began to feel a dull throbbing pain in his shoulder. Bain looked down and to his surprise his chest was covered in blood. His brows knitted together in confusion.
"Shit man, you need to shift back." Gavin rushed to Bain with concern. "You've been shot."
Bain resisted and pulled Maura into his arms, careful not to get his blood on her. When Maura clung to him, he could smell her honey vanilla scent and was able, for the first time in hours, to take a deep breath. She was alive. She was unharmed. Everything else would work itself out, his mate was safe. Nothing else mattered.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered against his chest.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. I know you had to have been freaked out, but just don't leave like that again. Did he hurt you?"
Maura shook her head. "No, but he hurt you."
Bain shrugged. "This doesn't hurt really, it's nowhere near what I felt when we realized you were gone."
Maura pulled away from where her head lay on his chest to look up at him.
"But, you were shot."
"It’ll heal. Losing you would wound me in a way I’d never heal from."
Her eyes went liquid and she flung her arms around his neck. He cared little about bleeding and clung to her. Bain held her close, flooding his senses in her scent, and reassuring himself that she was, indeed, safe. He could barely wrap his mind around how close they came to losing her. Bain felt his knees buckle a bit when she pulled away to hold Gavin close. He was losing too much blood.
"Gavin …."
"Shift back, Bain! You’ve lost too much blood. You need to heal."
Bain shifted back, feeling the energy of his bear already working to heal and renew the gunshot wound. Maura turned to Gavin again.
“I’m so sorry you had to take a life Gavin. I can’t imagine .… I know how you feel about violence. I ....”
Gavin cupped her cheek in his palm as she stumbled for words.
“Maura, you didn’t create that situation. Seth did. That was merely a consequence of actions he chose to make. I gave him every opportunity to leave peacefully. He chose this. Not you. Not me. Not Bain.”
Tears began to fall and it was like a dam burst. The gravity of the situation they had just been in finally settled like a weighted vest on her chest. The tears grew in intensity till she was sobbing, her body shuddered with every renewed jag of tears. Gavin simply held her close, muttering reassurances to her and stroking her back and shoulders. Bain lumbered close and stood over them both until her tears were spent.
The trio made their way back to the car in silence. Bain in his bear form, and Gavin in his human one carrying Maura, ignoring her protests. Bain stayed close by her side, not wanting to be far from her after what they had just gone through. When they reached the car Gavin decided to drive, Bain reverted back to human form and gathered Maura to his side in the backseat. She curled into his warmth, bathed in Gavin’s scent and needing to be near Bain’s unique smell and feel.
She needed both of them. It was true. All of it. Every outrageous, unimaginable situation she was sure had been imagined was real. She was the mate of not one, but two incredible men who turned into animals at will. It was the combination of both of them that balanced her and made her feel completed. The girl that no one wanted to keep was actually the destined mate of two gorgeous men that happened to be shifters who wanted nothing more than to see her happy and safe.
These were her men.
The urge to rid herself of Seth’s scent suddenly overwhelmed her. She needed the smell and feel of her men to wash away the mental and physical imprint of her ordeal today. They drove back to the cabin that Gavin and Bain shared. When the opened the doors and walked in Maura grabbed their hands and led them to the oversized shower in Bain’s bedroom.
“I need you both to make me forget this day. I don’t want to feel or smell him on me. I don’t want to feel his hands on me. I want to feel yours. Both of yours.”
She turned the water on and stripped her clothes, throwing them in the garbage. They were saturated with mud and blood and smelled like Seth. She never wanted to see them, much less wear them, again. Maura stood in front of Bain and lifted his shirt off of him. She ran her hands over where the bullet had punctured his shoulder and traced her fingers lightly over the rapidly healing wound. It was scabbed and already forming new, pink skin on the edges.
Her palm curled around his neck and brought his lips to hers. Maura kissed him thoroughly. She poured into the kiss the desperation she felt when she thought Seth would kill them all and the relief she felt when they had come for her. Not just to save her from Seth, but because they had come for her regardless of why she left. She was wanted, needed. Finally. Maura flashed on many regrets at that moment and most of them centered around not enough time with Gavin and Bain and never telling them how she really felt.
When she had Bain naked, she turned to Gavin. He watched her closely, seeing through her as was his way with that lion’s stare. She looked deeply into that gaze, with all the emotion she felt written on her face. She reached for him and kissed him with everything she had. As with Bain, this kiss was a soul searing one. Branding her heart and forever marking her theirs. She could never simply place her lips on anyone else. Not after knowing kissing could be like this. Everyone else would
far pale in comparison. She removed his blood stained clothes as she nipped and licked at his mouth.
They all fit nicely in the shower. Gavin facing Maura and feasting on her mouth. Bain scrubbed his fingers through her hair from behind and wet her beautiful tresses. Her lips broke away from Gavin and she arched back into Bain’s hands. Gavin soaped his hands and ran them down her neck and shoulders while Bain worked shampoo into her scalp. She moaned in pleasure luxuriating in the feel of their hands on her body.
Gavin traced her collarbone with his fingers, causing her nipples to pucker. Gavin cupped the sides of her breasts, watching in fascination as the bubbles slid down the full globes making them slick and wet. Maura thrust her breasts toward him arching her neck into Bain’s hands. She soaped her hands and ran them across Gavin’s chest, tracing every muscular ridge with bubbly fingertips. His nipples puckered as well and she saw his cock leap toward her.
Her palms made lazy circles over his pecs and collarbone. Bain’s fingers began a trail down her spine, his palms flattening and flexing over her back and waist. Maura turned after Bain had thoroughly washed and rinsed her hair and began her soapy ministrations on his chest as well. Gavin closed in from behind and soaped her buttocks palming her mounds and spreading them. His fingertips brushed the cleft of her ass and sent a rush of moisture to her pussy.
She shuddered, arching her buttocks toward his hands and grasped Bain’s cock with her palm. She worked her palm up and down on Bain while Gavin lightly teased her rear passage. She urged Gavin on with her body and Bain’s fingers crept to her weeping pussy and he circled her clit. Maura opened for them both and writhed with the satisfaction of the combined stimulation.
Bain slid a slick finger into her as Gavin pressed his against her anus and both men danced circles with talented fingers. Maura worked herself in tandem, aiding to the friction, and building a climatic wave inside her. When Gavin slid a finger into her from behind and Bain slipped another into her from the front, it was all she needed to find her release.
They turned off the water and dried each other with urgency but not speed. Maura felt much better now that the traces of Seth and his actions were being erased. Bain traced every curve, nook, and cranny of her body with his hands covered in towel. Gavin rubbed her hair dry with another towel and she surreptitiously licked droplets of water off both men.
They moved in unison to the bed and stood before it. Bain knelt in front of her, pulling her soft belly toward his waiting mouth. She lifted her arms and, arching backward, clasped her fingers around Gavin’s neck behind her. It caused her back to arch dramatically. Gavin took that as an invitation to pluck at her straining nipples. He rolled the pink buds between his thumb and finger gently tugging them to hard rosy peaks.
Her legs opened wider of their own accord and Bain trailed his tongue lower in lazy circles. Bain licked at her swollen clit and she cried out in response. Gavin palmed her breasts scraping her nipples between his fingers, pinching, and teasing them. Maura writhed against them both, straining for more. Bain licked her wet and swollen slit till it was all she could do but writhe against his tongue. When he sucked the engorged clit into his lips, she came apart. She climaxed and bucked against his mouth. Gavin help support her from his position behind. After licking up every drop of her sweet nectar, Bain crawled backward, stretching out on the bed, coaxing Maura toward him.
Maura kneeled over him and positioned herself over his upright shaft. It was straining towards her and she couldn’t resist a playful lick across the blunt head of his cock while inching over him. It jerked toward her, seemingly just as eager for her as the man was. She positioned herself over his thick shaft and lowered herself onto it.
He stretched and filled her like only he could. They groaned in unison. Bain lifted his hips, impaling her further on his engorged cock. It slid easily in and out of her slick channel. Gavin still massaged her ass cheeks and the combined stimulation only heightened her arousal. He withdrew from her, she rode Bain but turned to see what Gavin was doing, insistent that he join.
Gavin held a small bottle of lube in his palm, set it nearby, and positioned her hips and knees further apart so she would be spread for him while riding Bain. While Bain’s sizable cock pumped in and out of her, Gavin slid a slickened finger to her rear entry. He circled the tight hole and felt her muscles quiver at the sensation. She gasped and stiffened when he finally slipped a finger into her there, never having anal play before, Maura was nervous.
Gavin simply eased his finger back, backing out till his digit was almost all the way out before slowly pushing it back in. Maura quickly adjusted to the sensation and relaxed, pushing against him and silently encouraging his ministrations. When one finger was sliding in and out with ease, Gavin worked another in. She tensed anew at the feeling of being stretched by his two fingers, but rather than painful it was more like a sharp pleasure. Maura reveled in the new nerve clusters being awakened, having never had that hole breached before.
Gavin worked his fingers in a rhythm that complimented Bain’s thrusts. When Maura was moaning, panting, and working herself against both invasions, Gavin coated himself with the lube and positioned himself behind her. He pumped his fist along the length of his growing erection and used the slickened head of his cock to tease the cluster of nerves at her dark entry. Maura rubbed against him encouraging him with her body and Gavin gripped her hips to further position her.
She stiffened when the head of his cock began to breach the ring of muscles there. Bain grunted, the tensing of her muscles simply gripping his shaft like a fist, tighter within her. Gavin mumbled encouragement and slowly, gently eased the blunt head past her tight ring of muscles. When her body began to relax, he eased his shaft in further.
Maura moaned with pleasure and her body loosened of its own accord to accept his delicious invasion. Bain pumped into her and when he withdrew, Gavin invaded her from behind. They pistoned in and out of her alternately never giving her body cease from the sensual onslaught. She cried out in pleasure, barely registering the sounds coming from her own mouth. She was mindless in her drive to work herself against these two men and ride to explosive climax.
She felt her muscles clenching in anticipation of the orgasm barreling down on her. Bain’s cock swelled and she felt him nearing his release. She increased her tempo, impaling herself on him faster. Gavin’s pace increased in response. Maura’s brain was hijacked by the sensations taking over her body and she could do nothing more than writhe against both of them inside her. The three lost coherent thought and gave in to the needs of their bodies, straining for release. They pumped and strained against each other, skin slapping together in a staccato rhythm of their own creation.
Maura threw back her head and screamed aloud when the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced, crashed over her body. Her inner muscles tensed and contracted of their own volition which milked an orgasm from her men in response. Bain cried out pumping deeply into her, seating himself to the hilt, filling her to her womb and bucking against it. Gavin similarly impaled himself to his balls into her from behind, filling her, stretching her, and emptying himself into her there.
They collapsed together in a jumbled pile of bodies, arms, and legs. Happy to be together and so intertwined. Bain cupped the back of her head to his chest and Gavin nuzzled the nape of her neck from behind. She intertwined her fingers with Gavin’s where his hand rested on her hip. Bain did the same to their fingers and let them rest on his chest.
The room was saturated with the scent of their sex mingling in the air. The scent eased much of the emotional scars the past twenty four hours had inflicted on them. Maura sighed, deeply content. She must have dozed off because she woke with a start when Gavin pressed a warm washcloth between her legs and softly wiped away residual stickiness from her body. She was still covered in their combined scent and turned to settle her cheek on his chest when he nestled back into bed.
Bain spooned in close from behind her and she snuggled down deep
ly between her two men. She felt small and petite pressed between two great walls of male muscle. She smiled to herself and sighed contently when Bain played his fingertips lightly along her nape and shoulders. Gavin traced fingertips lightly along her hip. She felt deliciously tender in all new places but it was a sweet and pleasing ache, one she looked forward to experiencing again.
Maura felt her heart swell. She was irrevocably lost to these two men. Bain and Gavin had found their way not just into her body but into her heart. She would never really be able to leave them, not because they could, and would, track her down but because she would never feel complete without them. They filled her both body and soul and soothed emotional scars she never thought she would recuperate from.
She, fat Moo-ra Maura, was in love with two men.
Chapter Seven
Maura woke in much the same way she fell asleep, nestled between Gavin and Bain. They were still a tangle of arms and legs. She was toasty warm and deliciously tender in all new places. Bain was curled behind her plastered against her backside with and arm thrown around her waist. Gavin was on his back, his arm cushioning her head, his fingers tangled in her hair. Her fingers were entwined with Bain’s and rested on her stomach and she had one leg tucked between Gavin’s thigh.
As she slowly became aware she also felt a pressing need to go to the bathroom. She slowly, carefully extracted herself from the two men and tiptoed to the toilet. After relieving herself and washing up, she splashed her face with cold water. Maura stared at herself in the mirror. Somehow she felt like she should look different. She felt different.
Maura still couldn’t shake niggling doubts about the future they had together. She knew they cared about her. Hell, they had taken a bullet for her, but that was now. What about a week, a year, a few years from now? Would they still feel the same? She didn’t know how she would recover if they left her. She would be devastated. What would she do if they decided another woman was a better fit down the road. It would kill her to see them with another woman.