Bran (Fae Shifters Book 2)

by M. D. Stewart

  Michael pulled away after lightly running his tongue against the flesh he’d just marked. Bran whispered in her other ear, “I remember how good it feels to have his teeth and tongue on my skin.” Her body reacted, not even thinking about the dozens of people standing around them. Michael loosened his hold on her and backed away slightly. He smiled at her and winked before spinning her to face Bran, who took her hands in his.

  “Josie, cuisle mo chroidhe. Vein of my heart. I claim you as my mate. Blood of my blood, bone of my bone.” His hands moved up her arms to her shoulders where his thumbs brushed her collarbones. “My sweet girl, mine forever.” He bent slightly, bringing his lips to the side of her neck that Michael hadn’t marked. He used his tongue to swirl over the sensitive skin. His teeth raked her lightly before sinking deep. She couldn’t stop the moan as bloodlust slammed into her.

  Her body began to feel strange but good. Her gums began to tingle and her eyesight changed. More colors and sharper vision greeted her when she lazily opened her eyes. Her nose picked up smells she missed before. The scent of the trees, the grass, the individual dishes of food, and the men on either side of her. When Bran backed away from her, she reached up to pull his neck to her mouth. Without thought, she licked him before she felt the urge to bite down.

  “Do it, sweet girl, bite me. Drink me.” Bran’s voice was deep, his breathing erratic. Before she could change her mind, she bit down on the skin. Her mouth was filled with the sweet and salty taste of his blood. She heard him groan as she sucked and swallowed.

  The feeling and scent of Michael pressed behind her, gave her strength to pull away from Bran. She instinctively licked where she bit but only once, knowing it would scar. She felt hands on her hips turning her so she was staring into deep brown eyes. Michael moved his long hair over his left shoulder, giving her access to his throat. Her body jerked and her eyes zeroed in on the pulse beating there. She used her tongue to lick the last drop of Bran’s blood from her lips before pulling Michael closer.

  She heard his intake of breath as she licked his neck then bit down. Michael’s blood tasted different than Bran’s but no less addictive. His blood was less sweet but had deeper flavor. She heard his soft curse as she sucked him deep. Pulling her mouth away from him, she repeated closing the wound while making sure she left her mark on him permanently.

  Shouts and cries of joy sounded around her, drawing her back to the present. Michael was smiling down at her. She felt stunned, realizing she was so turned on with so many people around. She was ready to strip naked and be taken right then. She felt her face turn pink as reality slammed into her. Bran had the audacity to laugh behind her.

  “We wouldn’t let it go that far, sweet girl, but damn, I’m ready to take this someplace private.”

  “I’d love to leave now but there is the little matter of me handing the tribe over to Leland.” Michael smiled at her again before turning to face the throng of people below the platform. He seemed totally comfortable with his straining erection. Those leather pants did nothing to hide his hard-on.

  “The claiming ceremony is finished but I have one more act to complete.” He closed his eyes and Josie could tell he was drawing power from the air around him. Before her eyes, she saw his body began to glow and the bear claw necklace seemed to snap with power. He turned to face his grandson while pulling the necklace from his body. “I grant you the power to lead, judge and perform as Chief of the Bear Shifter tribe in my absence. May the gods bless you and give you the power and peace of mind needed to lead.”

  Josie saw the necklace’s power reach out and surround Leland, infusing him with energy. Michael brought Leland in for a heartfelt hug as the tribe shouted in happiness below them.

  Leland clasped his grandfather’s shoulders, thanking him for trusting him to take care of the tribe. Michael reached his hand out to Josie, who took it without pause. Bran held her other hand as they stepped off the platform.

  A young woman walked toward them holding a large canvas bag. “I packed you some food for tonight. Congratulations on your mating.” She smiled as she turned and moved to the tables full of food and the crowd of jubilant people.

  “Do you need to say goodbye to your sons?” Josie was turning her head left and right looking for Chalice and Dev but didn’t see them.

  “No. I’ll see them before we leave for the Crystal Cave. They understand I have other priorities.” His voice was still deep from his emotions. Chills skittered down her spine at the promise of his words. Michael chuckled on her other side. He tugged her hand and pulled them away from the crowd and toward his cabin. They had a honeymoon to begin. She licked her lips as she looked at Michael’s muscular back then turned her gaze to Bran. She grinned, knowing tonight was going to blow her mind.

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  The trio barely made it to the cabin before the men were stripping and trying to undo the ties at the sides of Josie’s claiming dress. Bran was standing in front of her, pulling his own clothing off. He caught her gaze and grinned before turning his attention back to disrobing.

  Michael tugged on the tie on her left and the dress began to slide down her body as the leather thong loosened. “Finally. I’m going to die if I can’t get my mouth on those gorgeous breasts.”

  Josie moaned as he ran his lips and tongue over her neck, licking the spot he’d marked not too long ago. Both men were totally focused on touching and kissing every part of their mate’s body. Their hands would brush against one another and more than once their faces would go for the same spot on her body, bringing their mouths close to kissing. Josie had seen them kiss before, and the memory made her needier.

  Between Michael and Bran, they had Josie completely bare and panting in need. Their hands, mouth, and tongues were constantly touching some part of her. Michael moved to stand in front of Josie and kissed down her neck to one rosy nipple. He suckled the hardened nub until her hand slid into the hair at the back of his neck. She pressed him harder against her body. She heard him chuckling against her breast and felt him smile at her reaction. She moaned as Bran licked his way down her stomach to bury his tongue between her thighs. Michael’s arms tightened around her as her knees grew weak.

  Michael moved to once again stand behind Josie. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist then pulled her with him as he backed to the couch. He spread her legs wide and placed them on the outside of his thighs. Pulling his dick from his body, he aligned her pussy to open over his erection. She opened her eyes when Bran groaned. He sank to his knees before Josie, his eyes glued to where Michael’s dick was being swallowed by her wet pussy. She felt hot, struggling to breathe as white-hot desire poured over her.

  Once Michael was fully seated, her ass was pressed against his muscled stomach. He tightened his embrace to hold her in place while he rocked his hips to fuck her slowly. Michael kissed and nipped at her neck, while Bran started sucking one nipple then the other in his mouth. She felt totally immersed in passion. She grabbed fistfuls of Bran's hair and brought his lips to hers. He growled low as their tongues danced. She pulled one of Michael’s hands from her body and brought it to Bran’s cock. Both men moaned as Michael began to slowly pump Bran’s erection. She wished she was brave enough to have both men inside her at one time. The thought made her shiver but the reality of the size of their cocks brought fear.

  Bran cursed then pulled away from Michael’s hand, panting hard. She felt Michael smile against her while Bran smiled in return. “Oh no. I’m not giving in yet.” Bran’s Irish brogue deepened and his green eyes were glowing while his fangs were dropped low. Josie knew he was close to coming. Her body arched, imagining Michael jacking Bran to completion and his come covering her stomach. She closed her eyes, picturing it over and over in her mind.

  A warm, slick tongue ran over her clit. Her moans grew in intensity as Bran sucked her clit into his mouth. His tongue slid down, licking where Michael was fucking her. The feel of his tongue, licking her and Michael at the same time, nearly made her come. Sh
e looked down when his mouth left her body and Michael tensed behind her. Bran ran his tongue in circles over Michael’s balls, sucking one gently into his mouth.

  “Fuck!” Michael’s body arched as Josie’s pussy clenched, tightening around him. She felt his hands dig into her hips as he pumped hard and fast then pushed deep inside her. She could feel the heat of his release and the pulsing of his cock. She arched her back, pushing Bran’s face to her breast, shouting in release as he sucked her nipples while his thumb stroked her clit.

  Bran quickly moved and sat beside Michael on the couch. He pulled Josie onto his lap facing him. “Ride me.” His voice was gravely full of need. She felt him plunge inside her, her body still sensitive from her orgasm began to tighten as another built. Her nipples brushed against the crisp hair on his chest as he pounded hard into her. He pushed one hand between her shoulder blades and bringing her close, with the other, he grabbed her hair. Without warning he sunk his fangs into her neck. Her body jerked in instant release, darkness closed in but didn’t take her as Bran pushed her body down hard on his thick cock. She felt him lick the wound of his bite as he shook beneath her.

  Panting, unable to catch her breath, she relaxed against Bran’s huge body then she felt Michael’s arms wrap around them. They stroked and kissed each other as they were coming down from their climaxes. Josie felt something deep inside her reach out to her men then snap into place. She could feel them both as if they were an extension of her, limbs on her body that she didn’t know existed.

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  Josie went to take a hot bath at Michael’s suggestion. She wasn’t used to having enthusiastic sex with two magical shifters. Human men had high sex drives, but nothing compared to bear shifters or Fae. Thanks to their quick healing and recovery, they could go for hours. Besides, the size of shifter dicks was bigger than most human males. Not that Michael was bragging when he explained it to her. They’d have to make sure they took her human frailties into consideration.

  Michael lay in the bed, turning his head to look at Bran. “Thank you for bringing her into my life.”

  Bran rolled to his side then propped his head to look down at the shifter. “She brought you back to me.” He placed his hand on Michael’s chest, his long fingers brushing one nipple. Michael looked up to see Bran’s fangs lengthening. “The only two people who can make me lose control are my mates. The first time I was with her, I knew I couldn’t last. She had to suck me to relieve the pressure.”

  Michael grinned as he stroked Bran’s arm with the palm of his hand. “It was the same with me if you remember. It’s designed to be that way with mates during the mating ritual. It starts the process of exchanging body fluids.”

  Michael sucked in a breath when Bran leaned in and took his nipple into his mouth. The light scraping of teeth turned his dick to stone. “Do you think Josie would be upset if she found us fucking? I don’t want to hurt her. I know she was afraid that you watching us hurt you. She’s human and might not understand.” His body arched when Bran grasped his cock and pumped.

  Bran laughed against Michael’s chest. “I don’t know, but the way I feel right now, I’ll be done before she gets back.” He pressed his lips hard to Michael’s mouth. Their tongues clashed in a wild fight. They began to wrestle for dominance on the bed, each rolling to be on top of the other before Michael pinned Bran to the bed with his hands over his head. Bran grinned as Michael brought his lips down gently on his chin, kissing a trail up to Bran’s ear.

  “Don’t you know better than to wrestle a bear?” Both men chuckled as Michael nipped at Bran’s ear bringing the lobe into his mouth, suckling lightly. “Especially one that’s aroused.” He heard Bran moan as his teeth scraped lightly against his skin, their cocks gently rubbing together.

  “I want you, Bran. I need you.” He moved so they could lay in the center of the bed, the covers that tangled around their bodies fell to cover his ass. Michael used his legs to part Bran’s thighs wide. He released Bran’s hands to cup his face. “I love you.” He kissed Bran’s lips, a light touch. Michael groaned as he dipped down brushing lips again and again. The sound of kissing inflamed Michael’s lust. He leaned over and grabbed the bottle of lube he kept in the nightstand and quickly coated his dick before laying back on Bran’s body. He couldn’t stop kissing him. Centuries of wanting him, of seeing him and not being able to be with him rode him hard. Bran’s hands slid down his body, his nails lightly scraping his skin, driving Michael crazy.

  “Get inside me, Michael. I’m tired of waiting.” Bran’s words were whispered in his ear, spurring his need. As hard as he was, he didn’t need to guide his dick into Bran, he barely moved his hips to bring the head of his dick against Bran’s opening. He pushed entering Bran. They both moaned and Bran cursed as the head of Michael’s dick slid past the tight ring of muscle. He felt Bran’s hand move down his back, pushing under the covers down before Bran squeezed his ass. He started moving faster, his balls needing release.

  “Fuck, I forgot how good you feel.” Bran froze a second before the covers were moved farther down. Michael turned his head to see Josie standing next to the bed.

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  After the hot bath, Josie’s sore muscles were finally relaxed. Having two gorgeous supernatural mates sure could wear a girl out. In all the right ways. She’d had a fairly strong sex drive but had to take care of her own needs since most of her dating life was years ago in college. But now, she was positively addicted to sex with her men. Bran with his huge muscles and green eyes and Michael with his fighter physique and dark brown eyes. She’d not seen Michael’s bear, but would hopefully get a chance before long.

  She walked into the bedroom, trying to stay quiet in case the men were sleeping. In the darkness, she barely made out the back of Michael’s head as he appeared to be sleeping on his stomach but didn’t see Bran. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the low light of the bedroom but then she noticed Michael was laying on top of something. In the quiet, she heard lips meeting in small kisses. Slowly she picked up on heavy breathing and quiet moans. Within a moment she realized Michael was on top of Bran and they were kissing. Liquid heat pooled in her belly and her pussy clenched.

  Bran’s deep moan and his quiet curse drew her attention to the covers and Michael’s hips flexing. Both Michael and Bran were moaning now as Michael’s hips started moving faster. Bran’s strong hands slid over Michael’s back, caressing until his hands cupped Michael’s ass. “Fuck, I forgot how good you feel.” Michael’s voice was tight. Oh god, was Michael fucking Bran? She felt wetness seeping from her pussy. She wasn’t going to miss seeing this.

  She moved to the side of the bed and pulled the covers down to Michael’s thighs, exposing her mates. Michael stopped moving, he looked at her with desire in his eyes, but also fear. His thighs were between Bran’s spread ones. Bran’s hands were moving restlessly on Michael’s body.

  “Don’t stop.” Her voice was husky, her heart pounding. “God, this is so hot.”

  “She likes seeing us fuck.” Bran’s voice was barely human. “I smell her arousal.” She licked her lips as she crawled on the bed and began to kiss Michael’s back, trailing her lips to his neck.

  “Michael. Don’t stop.” His ass muscles began to flex as he continued to move inside Bran. All three moaned in desire. “Next time I want to be here when you start making love.” When Michael brought his lips back to Bran’s mouth, Josie could hardly breathe. She knew they had been lovers long ago but even her imagination didn’t compare to the reality of seeing her alpha men loving each other. Michael’s breathing grew faster as her fingers trailed over his ass. She lightly touched his balls then brought her fingers to the light pucker of his anus.

  “Josie.” Her name was a moan from Michael’s lips. He moved faster inside Bran. “You’ll make me come.”

  “Michael,” Bran’s voice was rough, “I want inside her while you’re fucking me.” Michael stopped moving and pulled out of Bran quickly. Bran chuckled and looked at J
osie. “I think he was too close and had to pull out that fast.”

  Michael grinned trying to catch his breath. “I still might come if you don’t get busy.”

  Bran didn’t need more persuading than that as he rolled over to face his mate. He stroked her cheek lovingly before kissing her gently. “I love you, Josie. You’re mine.” He entered her hard and fast. “You’re so fucking wet.” He groaned, not letting up in the intensity of his movements until Michael grasped his hips and leaned over him.

  Josie looked up to Bran’s face. His eyes closed in bliss, his mouth parted slightly as he moaned long and loud. Behind him, Michael hissed then bit his lower lip. His long hair fell forward as his head dropped. He opened his eyes focusing on Josie. Bran licked his lips then laid his forehead against hers.

  “This is almost overwhelming.” Bran panted hard. “I don’t know if I can hold back.”

  Josie arched, loving the feel of Bran and Michael’s combined weight on her. “Then don’t.”

  Bran moved slightly, his body trembled and his eyes flew open to stare into hers. “Six centuries. I’ve waited six centuries and it was worth every second to be here right now. Gods, the energy between us.” His eyes were glowing bright green, his fangs longer than she’d ever seen. Over his shoulder, Michael looked lost in his own world. His teeth began to grow as Bran’s moans came faster and louder.

  Michael leaned forward, putting more weight on Bran and pushed his wrist to her mouth. Her gums tingled while an overwhelming desire to bite came over her. Bran shouted his release as Michael sank his teeth at the juncture of his neck and shoulder, then pulled her hair aside, sinking his fangs into her neck. White-hot pleasure hit her as she found Michael’s blood coating her tongue. She felt Bran jerking and shaking over her, heard Michael rumbling loudly behind Bran. Pleasure washed over her for what seemed like minutes.