Paranormal Dating Agency: Claimed by Her Polar Bears (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Claimed Mates Book 4)

by Kate Richards

  He lifted his face and gave her a cat-got-the-canary smile. “Like that, do you?” While he held her hypnotized with his eyes, he continued to glide his finger over her swollen pussy. “Before this weekend is over, you’ll have one of us here”—he pushed into her channel and worked his finger in and out a few times—“and here.” Circling her anus with a second finger, he became serious. “And you’ll be a good girl and take us. Both of us.” He penetrated her anus and dropped his face to her pussy again, lapping and suckling, closing his teeth over her clit in the same way he’d done her breast, tongue flicking and all. Clark pinched both her over-sensitized nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

  She screamed, writhing as she came hard, convulsing around the fingers inside her, flames licking over her skin, darkness closing around her, darkness pierced by shooting silver and gold stars.

  Clark

  Clark clamped his arm over Jenni’s flailing form, pinning her hands at her sides and holding her as still as possible, to keep her from hurting herself. She’d already managed to whack him in the eye and knee Ty in what looked like an area he didn’t want that to happen, but it was worth it.

  They’d shown their mate a little taste of what could be between them. Lovemaking was only one aspect of the relationship they would offer her, but he liked to think it was something they had a talent for. At least, they’d never heard a complaint so far.

  But all previous interludes faded. There would never be another. Not with anyone besides their mate. And they needed her to feel the same way. As shock waves of her orgasm washed over them, something else they couldn’t experience with anyone but their mate, he gathered her closer, cuddling her in his embrace. ‘Good girl,” he murmured. “We want to make you feel good, Jenni. All the time.”

  He wasn’t sure she even heard. She just sighed and snuggled closer.

  “I think the bath is over,” Ty whispered, turning off the jets then standing, bubbles sluicing off him as he stepped out of the tub. Unfolding a bath sheet, he held it in front of him.

  “Yeah,” Clark agreed, handing her to the other man who enfolded her in the soft toweling. “So is the night, I think.”

  Ty carried her out of the bathroom. “I’m going to put her in our bed. I hope she won’t mind.”

  Clark climbed out and dried himself off before trailing behind the other two. He helped Ty pat the water droplets from her skin then pulled the sheets and blankets back. They settled her in the middle of the bed. “I’m going down to bank the fire and make sure everything is closed up for the night. I’ll be right back.”

  A few minutes later, he returned to find Jenni lying on her side, curled into Ty’s chest. “You okay?”

  “Other than blue balls?” Before Clark turned off the light, he caught a glimpse of his partner’s chagrined expression. “It’s worth it, though.”

  Clark gave his own rigid cock a pinch. “I considered a quick stroke to relieve the pressure, but I figured it wouldn’t do any good.” He climbed in behind Jenni and spooned her warm back. “I’d be hot two seconds after I touched her again. I’ve never felt like this before,” he said in a low voice, trying not to disturb their mate, although from her relaxed pose and slow, deep breaths, it would take more than a whisper to do that.

  “No, until now all the things I heard about having a mate were just words. Sex was fun. I enjoyed it.”

  “Me, too,” he agreed. “But this…this is a hundred times more.”

  “And we haven’t even satisfied ourselves at all.” Ty stroked her hair from her face and kissed her cheek. “Although I think giving her pleasure is more satisfaction than I’ve ever experienced getting my own rocks off.”

  “Yeah. Although you and I together is pretty magical, adding her is going to make it hard to ever get out of bed. As long as she’s up for us both.” He laid his arm over her waist and palmed one plump, full breast. “Let’s try to sleep. The snow is falling hard out there. Even if she wants to leave tomorrow, the only way would be to ride a polar bear.”

  Ty’s suppressed chuckle cut off when Jenni stirred. “Do you think she’d like to do that?”

  “I hope so. And I hope she doesn’t freak out when she learns what we are. I don’t think it’s in her world view up until now.”

  Who wouldn’t want to be mate to a pair of polar bears?” Ty yawned. “Night, Clark.” He kissed Jenni’s cheek again. “Night, beautiful girl.”

  Jenni

  Ride a polar bear?

  Mate to a pair of polar bears?

  Jenni lay still, trying not to cue the men on either side of her that she was listening because everything they said made her brain spin in confused circles. Maybe they knew she was awake and were saying weird things to test the theory? That made no sense, though. Why would they do that?

  She’d been asleep for a while, but when Clark climbed in behind her, that baseball bat of a cock nestling in the crack of her ass, she’d have had to be dead to stay that way. She’d been coming out of a dream where they were actually both about to take her at the same time, as Ty had promised in the tub, and maybe some of what she’d heard had still been in the dream space?

  Their breathing evened out, and their body heat warmed her all the way to her bones. Despite her confusion, their relaxation seeped through her as well, and she finally succumbed, worn out from a long day topped off with a bone-melting orgasm.

  Tomorrow was soon enough to think of such things. Late at night, it was easy for weird thoughts to settle in a person’s mind. Dream gremlins. Or polar bears.

  “Night, my polar bears,” she murmured then slapped a hand over her mouth. Had they heard? They’d think she was crazy, but after a long moment where they didn’t react, she sighed snuggled deeper between them.

  If she’d had an ounce of energy, she’d do something to repay their over-the-top lovemaking, and even now she felt a trickle of arousal run down her thigh. But while her mind, and libido were willing, her arms and legs were shut down for the night.

  She drifted back into dream of erotic pleasures at the hands, mouths, and cocks of two big, strong men who treated her like a goddess and finally let her return the favor.

  Chapter Five

  Ty

  The brightening sky outside the window woke Ty at dawn as always. For the moment, the snow had stopped, but he could feel in his bones that it would start again. Usually, after a storm like this, he and his partner would be out on the trails, watching for avalanches and other problems, but they’d taken the weekend off for their date.

  Jenni still lay between them, but she’d rolled over during the night, so now he had her back, Clark her front. She was warm, cuddly, and smelled amazing.

  Others would take care of the pack and the odd human who wandered into their territory while they got to know their mate. That happened a lot more in summer, luckily. For today, they had enough to do. They had to convince their mate not to leave tomorrow or as soon as the weather allowed. They could make love to her all they wanted, and it would be amazing. But until she knew the truth, they couldn’t complete the mating process.

  Would she want to stay with them once they showed her their other forms? Or would she run as far and fast as possible? He cringed at the thought. When they planned this meeting, they’d known it was serious. Important. But like most huge events in life, meeting one’s mate had to be experienced to be comprehended.

  If she left, she’d take their hearts and most of their souls, leaving them shells of their former selves. Well, no sense buying trouble, as his mother liked to say. She’d love Jenni, even if she wasn’t a bear. One look at the job she’d done on that table would endear her to Mom for a lifetime. And Jenni would be sure to like her in return. They had a lot in common. Strong women with curves who had mates who adored them.

  We have to show her our world in a way that won’t drive her out the door. He could start by getting up and making breakfast. Trying to climb out of bed quietly, he found Clark watching him over Jenni’s prone form. “
Coffee,” his partner mouthed.

  He nodded and lifted the covers, but Jenni thrust her bottom toward him, and he couldn’t find the motivation to rise. With his cock now between those firm, rounded cheeks, he wanted more. “Coffee later,” he mouthed back, and Clark’s lips quirked in a grin.

  “Jenni, now,” his partner murmured.

  “Hmmm?” She rolled onto her back and pushed her curls out of her face. “Jenni, what?”

  Her cheeks were rosy with sleep, her eyes heavy, and he wanted to fuck her so badly, his soul ached with the need. “Jenni wake up and play with us,” he said, bending to nip at a rosy nipple exposed by the lowered blankets.

  “Play?” Her voice was a little hoarse, and she cleared her throat. “What time is it?”

  Clark shrugged. “I don’t know. Playtime.”

  Her brows lowered. “That’s not funny. I never wake up before eight…preferably nine. Is it nine?”

  Ty kissed her, soft and slow, showing her his opinion of waiting until nine to make love to her. Lifting his head, he shook it. “We don’t really pay attention to clocks up here unless we need to be somewhere. And we’re already where we need to be. Now, do you?”

  She blinked. “Do I what?”

  Clark dipped his hand under the covers, and she inhaled sharply. “Do you want to play with us, beautiful girl? We waited all night for you. Hardly slept a wink.”

  She giggled, seeming more alert, now. “Was that waking snoring I heard, then?”

  “I don’t snore,” Ty protested.

  “Me either,” Clark said, adding, “Maybe you dreamed it. Did you dream of us, beautiful?”

  She sighed and snuggled deeper under the covers, hiding her breasts to his great disappointment. “I had dreams. Strange, strange dreams.” Rolling onto her side facing Clark, she laid her arm over his shoulder. “Since I’m awake, maybe I can play with you silly bears a little. What did you have in mind—”

  Clark’s stare of shock froze her words. At least Ty figured that was what caused he to halt. He himself struggled to breathe. “What did you call us, Jenni?” he choked out.

  “Huh?” She flopped to her back again and looked from one to the other. “I said I’d play. But if you don’t want to…” She sat up, but Ty hauled her back down between them.

  She’d said bears. She knew…something, somehow.

  “Jenni,” Clark said, nuzzling her cheek. “We will play any game you like then, later, we’ll make breakfast and go outside. We have something to show you out there, okay?”

  “Mmm hmm.”

  Ty drew her toward him, ready to do anything short of actual mating. That would have to wait until their mate had all the facts. For now, they closed in on either side of her. They had all day to show her the advantages of two virile men in bed. Also their cooking skills. He smiled at Clark and pressed a quick hard kiss on his lips, jerking back at Jenni’s sharp intake of breath.

  “Oh, okay,” she breathed. “I wondered.”

  He studied her face. With all his concern about the bear issue, he’d failed to take into account how she might react to two men already partners when she came into the picture. Gerri wouldn’t have set them up with a woman who couldn’t handle that, would she? He’d never dreamed a woman’s opinion of anything about their life together would matter as much as it did.

  Her smooth countenance told him nothing, but finally a little grin quirked one side of her mouth and her cheeks flushed. “Kiss him again?”

  He let out his breath in a whoosh, bubbles of joy spinning through his veins. So relieved, he didn’t move, but Clark reached across their mate and cupped the back of his head in his big palm. “Partner, the lady made a request.”

  This kiss was nothing short or fast, and by the time they drew apart and glanced down, Jenni’s eyes sparkled with crystal tears. “That was so beautiful. I could tell you were super close, last night and, let’s face it, comfortable naked together, but since you didn’t umm interact with each other, I didn’t know if you were just good friends in the habit of sharing women or…” She swallowed hard and the tears spilled over, pouring down her cheeks. “Why do you even need me? I-I…you love each other so much. I’m just in the way.”

  They both stared then Clark as usual voiced what they both thought. “Jenni, of course we love each other. We’ve been bonded since we were kids and lovers since we grew up, but there’s always been a spot waiting for someone else.” He paused, searching her face, then gave Ty a nod.

  “We’ve been waiting for you, Jenni.” Ty smoothed her hair back from her face, loving the silky strands under his palm. “I can’t explain it, and you might not feel the same, but we hope, once you get to know us, you will.”

  She rolled over, pressing her face into the pillow, and her shoulders shook.

  Ty and Clark hovered over her. She cried as if her heart would break. What had they done to cause that?

  “Jenni.” At a loss, he bundled her into his arms and sat against the headboard, cuddling her to him while she wept. “Jenni, beautiful girl, what did we do?”

  Clark, who always knew the right thing to say, put his arms around them both and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. But he didn’t speak. The big guy had a heart as huge as all of outdoors, but sadness undid him. Especially if he didn’t know how to fix it.

  For once, Ty had to take charge of the situation. He only hoped he didn’t do or say something to send her away instead of toward them. Who had broken her so deep inside? “Tell me, beautiful girl, what hurts?” Rocking back and forth, the three of them wrapped together, he tried to soothe her, but he knew in his heart he had to wait it out. Her sobs came from her very soul. Her tears soaked his chest. Her ragged breaths tore him to pieces.

  She didn’t answer, nor did he expect her to. He wasn’t sure she was even aware they were there or where she’d gone, somewhere deep inside, but until she returned, all they could do was hold her. He’d do it forever, gladly, if it could help heal her.

  Time passed while the sun broke through the clouds outside the cabin window again and sent weak shafts of light across the wooden floorboards and finally over the trio in their tight embrace. Then, when he’d begun to worry she’d be dehydrated from all the tears, she sniffled and drew a deep, shuddering breath. “You must think I’m crazy. I show up here, for a date with two strangers, hop into bed with you as if I do that sort of thing all the time then soak your sheets with my tears.

  “I should probably get out of here before I make any more of an ass out of myself.” She moved to sit up but they tightened their grip.

  “We don’t care about the sheets,” he told her. “But we do care about you. Can you share with us what made you so sad?” A horrible thought occurred. “Was it us? We’d never do anything you don’t want. But you seemed so happy last night.”

  Clark’s face reflected Ty’s horror. “Did we hurt you in some way?”

  Humans were fragile creatures, after all.

  But she shook her head and sniffled. “No, it’s not you at all. Well…it is. But not in a bad way.” She gave them a watery smile. “Everything I’m getting from you, the kindness, the warmth, the attention to my desires, is everything I told myself I’d never have.

  “It’s the reason I was ready to marry Harold. As my friend Matilda says, he’s convenient, and he’s probably not a serial killer.”

  “Serial killer?” Clark asked, brows drawing down. “He’s a danger to you, then.”

  “No!” she protested, patting his chest. “It was a joke. Harold is far too occupied with his business to kill a whole bunch of people.”

  “So how does he make time to spend with you?” Ty cleared his throat. “I assume if he wants to marry you, he goes to great lengths to show you his admiration and respect.” He would not say the L word.

  “Well, he’s right in my building, so… He comes over, and I make him dinner, and we watch movies and…and do stuff.”

  Ty hated hearing about the man who had had his hands on their female
, but she was with them now, not this Harold character who seemed to think he had some kind of claim on their mate. Yet, the insult at the way he treated her rankled.

  “What do you mean you were going to marry him?” Clark’s voice was low and even, as always, but anyone who knew him would recognize the underlying tension.

  “Just that. He-he proposed,” she managed.

  “And what did you say? Where do things lie?” Tie asked, already planning the man’s death. Two polar bears could leave nothing recognizable if they chose. Not that they’d ever done that, but they’d never had a good reason before.

  “I am thinking about it.”

  “Am? As in present tense?” They’d rip the interloper’s head off and play basketball with it.

  She rubbed at her eyes. “Well, I had planned to agree, but now I don’t know.”

  “Has something happened to change your decision?” They’d toss the remains in some trees for the vultures to enjoy if even they wanted such rancid meat.

  “Maybe.” Burying her face in his shoulder, she muttered, “Okay, yes. You’ve ruined me for everyone else, you know.”

  “Good.” He still thought taking out the bastard was a great idea, but as long as he never got within a hundred yards of their mate again, maybe he could live. Even if they hadn’t come along, their mate would have eventually realized how pathetic the man’s courting was. “And we haven’t even begun to show you what we can do.” Utter truth and please, not a deal-breaker.

  Her damp lashes fluttered, and she sniffled again. “You’ve already given me memories I’ll hold dear for a lifetime.” Looking from one to the other, she asked, “So…it’s okay with you if I hang out all weekend?”

  Clark enfolded her in his embrace, tightening his hold until she squeaked. He rested his chin on her head. “Stay forever, beautiful girl. You belong with us.”