Staking Their Claim

by Rebecca Airies

  His cock nudged once and then pushed into her. Her inner muscles stretched around his shaft. She trembled.

  “Move. Ride me until we both come.” Ethan urged her hips up.

  His cock withdrew and she pressed back down. His shaft slid back into her. She braced her hands on his chest. So good.

  Her pace quickened. Sparks shot through her. She ground her hips down against his.

  “Harder. Or do you want me to take over?” Ethan’s grip tightened.

  As great as feeling his body pressed to hers was, not tonight. She sank down and lifted again. Sweat slicked their skin, making their bodies glide with ease.

  He lifted against her. She groaned. The building sensation tightened within her. She rose. Her breath rasped in her throat.

  With each descent of her hips, he drove up into her. She couldn’t stop moving. His jaw clenched and he strained upward. The tightness of his muscles and the strength of his grip thrilled her. He had to be close to losing control. Just a little more.

  She ground down on him. Her clit rubbed against him. Fire burst through her, scorching over her. She shivered and clutched at him. Everywhere they touched, her skin prickled and tingled.

  He bucked upward and came. His hands rocked her hips. Ripples of sensation rolled through her.

  He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. His tongue flicked over her shoulder, tracing the spot where he’d bitten her that first time. She shivered.

  “I love watching you come apart.” Ethan placed a kiss on her cheek. “Griffin and Dawson are ready for you now.”

  She smiled. The warmth and satisfaction rolled through her. She lifted her head, but clung to Ethan’s shoulders. Griffin and Dawson. Always yes.

  “Come on, baby. Let’s get you into a better position and let our brother get out of the way.” Griffin pulled her off of Ethan. “The flush rising up your chest and cheeks is so sexy. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful.”

  “That happening when I’m inside her is better.” Dawson drew his hand over her jaw. “I’m ready to touch you and make you wild for me.”

  Ethan moved out of the way. He strode over to a chair and sat down. She licked her lips. Such a gorgeous body.

  “Eyes over here. We want your interest.” Griffin turned her head.

  “Maybe you should make sure you have my full attention.” She lifted an eyebrow. “I mean he is right in my line of sight.”

  “Provoking woman.” Dawson’s smile showed a lot of teeth. His eyes flashed yellow, the cat shining at her.

  They pressed her to the bed between them. The two big men loomed over her. Griffin trailed his fingers over her stomach. A blaze of tingles erupted in their wake. She caught her breath.

  “You like that, don’t you?” Griffin’s fingers traced up her breast.

  Of course, she liked that. A mouth or a firmer touch would be even better. “Yes, show me more.”

  “How about this? Is this more along the lines of what you want?” Dawson trailed his lips over her breast.

  Damn, the teasing cat wasn’t even getting near her nipple, but if he wanted to play she could, too. “It might be. Why don’t you let me feel more so I can be sure?”

  Griffin chuckled. “That’s a challenge I accept.”

  Griffin’s mouth trailed over her breast. Soft nips paved a stinging path up to the peak. She trembled and ran her hand over his shoulder and neck.

  Griffin’s teeth closed over the stiff peak. He scraped the edges over the oversensitized flesh. An ache built within her. She tugged him closer to her. Her body tightened.

  “If she likes that, she’ll love this.” Dawson’s voice rolled over her.

  Griffin’s teeth and tongue tormented the nub. Her fingers clenched in his hair. Fuck, he’s good with his tongue.

  Warm moisture surrounded her other nipple. She slid her free hand over Dawson’s arm and up his shoulder. His muscles rippled beneath her fingertips. He sucked at it, drawing it deeper. She swept her hand up and down the heated skin. Her breath rasped in her throat. She couldn’t get enough.

  “She responded to that.” Griffin’s mouth left her breast.

  The big teases. Their heady musk surrounded her. What woman didn’t like to feel a mouth sucking at her nipples? She cupped the back of his head and urged him closer.

  Fingers trailed over her stomach. She tensed. The light touch swirled around her belly button. A prickling burst curled straight to her core. Would he slide that hand down to her pussy? Her feet slid across the blanket and her leg tilted outward. Would he flick and tease or stroke her to a fast, high peak?

  “That’s what I want to smell. The sweet scent of your arousal is rising. I can’t wait until I can slide into your sweet heat.” Dawson scraped his teeth over the stiff peak before sucking at the hardened nub again.

  “And I’ll slide into the tight clasp of your ass. Are you ready?” Griffin lashed at the bud.

  The hand on her stomach slid downward. It skimmed across her hip and down to her thigh. Her heart raced. She writhed, desperate for more. Fingertips skated up her inner thigh. Prickles danced along the path.

  “As soon as you two finish teasing.” She dragged her nails over his neck.

  “Maybe I should touch you like this?” Griffin slashed his tongue over her nipple.

  A hand cupped her pussy and two fingers pushed between the lips. A hot pulse flared through her. She lifted her hips. His fingers pressed against the hood of her clit.

  “Is that how you want it?” Griffin curled his fingers.

  That and any other way he chose.

  “Yes.” She lifted against his hand.

  Dawson sucked hard then released. His teeth scraped over the hardened peak. She shivered and her breath caught. Two of them touching her. It was right out of her dreams. They ripped her attention from one to the other, as if dueling to make her want them more. One man’s hand skimmed over her or the other’s lips and teeth plucked and nibbled.

  “I love the flush rising on your cheeks.” Griffin’s breath puffed across her nipple.

  “It’s her scent that excites me.” Dawson cupped her breast.

  A hand swirled in circles on her stomach. Tingles ran over her skin. She wriggled and lifted. Would they torment her until she came?

  The fingers between her thighs curled upward. A piercing sensation slashed through her. Her hips jerked. Now. They had to make love to her, now.

  “You’re ready, peaches.” Dawson lowered his head and sucked hard again. “Are you afraid?”

  “No, I want both of you.” She stroked her hand over his head, tangling her fingers in his hair.

  “We’ll do this slowly. If you’re afraid or need a little more time, we’ll stop.” Griffin lifted away. His hand grazed her stomach.

  She nodded. “I will. Will you leave me hanging for much longer? I might need a little more heating up.”

  “We’ll take care of you, peaches. Once I’m on my back, swing those sweet legs over my hips. I’ll slide into you as Griffin eases in behind you.” Dawson ran his hand over her stomach, before sprawling on his back.

  “Sounds delicious.” She rose to her hands and knees. With one hand braced on his chest, she straddled him.

  He slid his palms over her ass. Anticipation fluttered through her. She arched her back. Her hands smoothed over his chest. So warm. She ran her hands down to his stomach. His muscles tensed beneath her fingers.

  “That feels good, but no more until Griffin is inside you. If you keep that up, I won’t be able to wait and I’m not going over without you.” Dawson gripped her wrists. “Put them on the bed beside me.”

  She sighed. Touching him was so good. Moving the right one first, she pressed it to the bedding. He reached between them. His cock brushed her pussy. He tugged her down and his dick slipped inside. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. His thick length filled her. A few rocks on that hard cock would send her over the edge into the trembling joy.

  He hel
d her still. Fabric rustled. She turned her head. A smile curved her lips as her heart pounded in her chest. Griffin eased in behind her. Finally, both of them. Griffin popped the top on a tube. A squirt of cool liquid slid the over the tight ring. She clenched her hands on the blanket.

  “Easy, peaches, just rubbing this in and then you’ll feel some pressure.” Griffin trailed his hand over her back.

  “Take a few deep breaths.” Dawson stroked his hand over her shoulder. “This won’t hurt.”

  “I’m a little nervous. I haven’t done this before.” She pressed a kiss to his chest. That was so sweet.

  “Good. I’m going to press forward.” Griffin’s thighs brushed against hers.

  “I’m a little tense, but I’m not afraid.” She kissed Dawson’s shoulder.

  His cock pressed to the opening. The muscles stretched. A light burning tingle flared, but faded. Dawson’s thickness stretched her. With Griffin’s added, an electric current zipped through her body. She pulled in a slow breath and clung to him. He rocked forward until his hips brushed hers.

  “Are you still good?” Dawson threaded his fingers through her hair.

  “Yes. It feels a little strange, but no pain.” She lifted her head.

  “You’ll cry out with pleasure.” Dawson tilted her chin up and nipped her lips.

  Griffin pulled out and drew her hips back, before lowering her back onto Dawson. Dawson’s cock filled her as Griffin’s withdrew. A burning hunger pulsed low in her belly. She clung to Dawson’s shoulders. One of his hands drifted between them. He stroked her clit. She gasped. Her hips ground down against his hand.

  They rocked her back and forth. Fire scorched through her. She ground down on him. Oh, fuck, too good. Her nails sank into Dawson’s shoulders. She pressed kisses along his neck and cheeks.

  Her muscles tightened, and she writhed between theirs. The two thick shafts moved within her. Prickles of heat danced over her skin. Her inner muscles tightened and a slight sting lanced through her. Even the brush of her nipples against Dawson’s chest with each thrust added to the torment raging inside.

  She tightened her thighs around Dawson’s hips and ground down against him. Dawson groaned and bucked up. A piercing ache arced through her body. She shivered.

  “That’s it. Let go.” Dawson swirled his finger around her clit.

  Pleasure slammed through her. She trembled. Each pull out tugged and extended the agonizing delight skipping over her skin.

  Griffin drove into her. His thrusts forced her against Dawson. She gasped as sensation jolted over her like electric currents. Griffin surged forward. His harsh groan rolled against her skin and he tensed.

  Dawson pumped into her twice more. He drew her tight against him. His mouth pressed against her shoulder. His body shook and he rocked into her.

  His hands moved up and down her body. She drew in deep breaths. Warmth spread through her from the slow caress. Griffin drew his hands down her back as he pulled back. A shiver rolled through her as his cock popped free.

  “Easy, peaches, give me a few moments. Did you like it?” Dawson pressed a kiss to her cheek.

  As if he didn’t know how much she loved it. She pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I did.”

  “Those claws will be lethal when you change, peaches.” Dawson kissed her fingers.

  “Did I hurt you?” She looked down at his shoulders. Darkened crescents marked his skin.

  “No, I love it. Ethan’s waiting. He’ll carry you to your bath.” He patted her shoulder. “I can’t wait until you get back.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Penny leaned close to the mirror and checked her makeup. Still good. She pushed her hair away from her face. Should I have taken the color out of my hair? What would their parents and family think? Some people didn’t take her seriously because of the purple. She secured a few strands back and exhaled. Too late to strip it out now.

  She glanced down. The blue sweater clung to her curves and the black pants were loose enough in the leg to accommodate her walking boot. Damn the cold weather. A pretty dress would be nice, but she wasn’t shivering through the night in the name of vanity.

  “You look gorgeous, Penny. Not that I’ve ever seen you look anything but.” Dawson leaned in the doorway.

  “Really?” She turned and put a hand on her hip. What a lie. “So I was beautiful while I was crying, probably pasty white from pain, with a red nose and red eyes the day you met me?”

  “Peaches, you were still beautiful then. I hated seeing you in pain, but I could hardly take my eyes off you.” He strolled over and wrapped his arm around her.

  “You’re sweet.” She leaned into him.

  “Yeah, I don’t think very many people would believe you.” Dawson hugged her.

  “No one other than me has to believe it.” She tilted her head up to him. If they couldn’t see his thoughtfulness and caring, that was their problem.

  “Are you ready to go?” He dropped a kiss on her head.

  “Yeah, I’m still a little nervous. And yes, I remember how you said they’d love me.” She exhaled. Her stomach still stirred as if wings fluttered inside her. Time to meet the parents.

  “You’ll see. Mom is absolutely fabulous and the one thing she loves is a smart woman.” Dawson guided her out of the bathroom.

  “I thought she’d want someone strong for you.” She smoothed her sweaty palm against her pants.

  “You mean physically or do you mean another cougar?” Dawson glanced down at her.

  “Well, I was thinking about another cougar, initially, but someone physically strong who wouldn’t need to be protected would probably be a good thing, too.” She grimaced. It would certainly have helped with her damn stalker.

  “Peaches, as long as we claimed our mate, she couldn’t care less. And the danger of your stalker has nothing to do with you.” Dawson’s hand swept up and down her back.

  “It doesn’t feel that way.” She grimaced. “Your new furniture wouldn’t have been sliced if I wasn’t here.”

  “Furniture is nothing. We can replace that. We don’t have another mate.” Dawson hugged her.

  When they stepped into the living room, Ethan and Griffin rose. She looked at the clock. Maybe ten minutes had passed since she’d left the room. They weren’t late.

  “Hey, Penny, I have your coat waiting.” Ethan stood. He held her coat.

  She walked over and slipped her arms through the sleeves. As she pulled it closed, he put his hands on her shoulders. His fingers squeezed briefly.

  “Penny, you’re not responsible for the stalker. That’s his choice.” Ethan leaned down and nipped her neck.

  “Heard us talking when we came up the hall?” She turned and looked back at him.

  “Yes. Now, let’s go. I can’t wait for you to meet my mother and fathers.” Ethan hugged her.

  “Are you sure it’s safe to go?” Okay, so it was the third time she’d asked. Or maybe the fourth, but these people were their family.

  “Yes, we’re sure. Your nervousness won’t get you out of coming to the party.” Griffin tousled her hair.

  “I’m not trying to get out of coming to your mother’s house. I want them safe.” She sighed. Maybe those big wings beating in her stomach had something to do with it, but not all.

  They walked her to the car. She slid into the back seat with Griffin. Her heart pounded in her chest as they drove across town.

  Ethan pulled up in front of a huge stone house. Cars filled the driveway. She swallowed past a lump in her throat. How many people are here?

  “It looks like the cousins are here.” Griffin leaned forward. “At least some of them.”

  Some of them. Penny caught her breath. Six cars filled the long double driveway. The metal door was down on the garage. There could be more in there.

  “Your cousins?” She took a deep breath. Maybe that would help with the panic.

  “Yeah, there would probably be double the amount of cars if they all came. Mom and Dad both came fro
m big families. We have a lot of relatives.” He nodded. “I’d guess that the only ones here are those who live close.”

  Those wings flapped again. She put her hand on her stomach. “You told me family would be here. I thought you meant immediate family. A small gathering.”

  “You’re in friendly territory, Penny. No one will attack you. They’re here to meet our woman.” Dawson turned in the passenger seat. “Now, slide on out, peaches, before our mother comes out to see what’s keeping us. I guarantee she knows we’re here.”

  “She probably spent a lot of time making sure you didn’t get into trouble.” Penny took a deep breath. Time to meet the family. At least, their family seemed much more involved than hers. She pushed open her door and slid out of the car.

  “We weren’t a bit of trouble, Penny.” Ethan closed his car door.

  “Don’t lie to your woman, Ethan.” A female voice came from the other side of the car.

  “Hi, Diane.” Ethan strode around to join Penny.

  Penny eased close to him. A woman who looked a lot like Maggie strode up the sidewalk. Either the cousins bore a strong family resemblance or this was a sister. Mags had mentioned two sisters.

  “Penny, this is our sister Diane and she’s always been jealous of us. So don’t believe anything she says unless we tell you it’s true.” Griffin slipped behind her and wrapped his arm around her.

  “Really, I think I need to have a long talk with her.” Penny put her hands over his. “She might have the goods on you.”

  “Oh, I do. Mom knows more, though.” Diane smiled. “Come on. I’m sure Mom is looking out the window. By the way, Candice called me. She said she’s coming to meet the woman you’re bringing to the family gathering. She didn’t sound like she was in a good mood.”

  “And she won’t be in a better mood after I finish talking with her either.” Ethan glanced at Penny.

  “What are you going to talk about?” Penny stroked his arm.

  “Nothing too important, but it’s something I should have done a couple weeks ago.” Ethan smiled. “Better prepare yourself, peaches. It will be loud in there and you’ll meet a lot of people.”