Staking Their Claim

by Rebecca Airies

  “Because I couldn’t resist. Any time I touch you, the temptation is almost too much.” Ethan grinned. “It’s the same for all of us. When you’re in our arms, pretty much the only thought is either how to get you naked or when I’ll kiss you.”

  “Maybe you three could use some lessons in willpower.” She wagged her finger. Not that she was any better. Even when she walked past them, she had to reach out and touch them.

  “No, what I think we need is more. More touching, more kisses. Maybe if we get used to it, we’ll be able to function as normal adults.” Griffin swam in behind her and pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Since we can’t do that here, let’s get back to the game.”

  Ethan exhaled. “He’s right. Let’s have the type of fun we can and when we get home, we’ll get to a more carnal type.”

  He released her and swam back to their end.

  She swam over near Griffin. Dawson shouted and they all took off. She raced for the ball, but got there after them. Again, the ball spurted free. She slapped at it. It bobbed out of reach.

  She stroked forward, trying to grab it. Griffin and Ethan beat her to it. They both grabbed the ball. Ethan wrenched at it. It spurted out of their hands, hit the water, hopped up onto the surround, and then rolled against the wall. Ethan and Griffin still wrestled as if the ball was still between them.

  She shook her head and paddled over to the edge of the pool. Maggie hadn’t been lying. Competitive to the max. Bracing her hands on the floor, she hoisted herself out of the water. She rose and padded over to the ball.

  “Will they stop?” She turned to see Ethan shove Griffin’s head under the water.

  “Who knows?” Dawson shook his head. “I don’t know why they’re getting into it now, at all. Here, give me the ball.”

  She tossed it to him and jumped into the water. She popped to the surface. Dawson’s arm pulled back. He launched the ball. It smacked into Griffin’s back. She winced. That had to hurt. Griffin whirled and bared his teeth.

  “Damn it, Dawson.” Griffin glared.

  “Why are you two messing with each other now?” Dawson swept his arms wide. “We’re supposed to be playing, not having a pissing match.”

  Ethan sighed. “He wouldn’t give me the ball and I got too into it.”

  “Yeah, me, too.” Griffin’s shoulders slumped.

  “Do you two need to sit on the side of the pool for a little bit. Dawson and I can occupy ourselves while you cool down.” Penny raised an eyebrow.

  “No, we don’t need some time on the pool surround.” Ethan splashed a little water her way. “Let’s get back to the game. I’m not sure we’ll last much longer here.”

  “All right, let’s try doing this again without the tussle over the ball.” Dawson glanced at his brothers. “Otherwise, we’ll have to try something different. Penny won’t be happy if you two rip each other apart over a ball. And personally, a game of catch isn’t really on my list of things to do right now.”

  Penny swam back to their end of the pool. Griffin didn’t get ready to go. He stroked over and pulled her into his arms.

  “Sorry, peaches.” Griffin hugged her and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

  “Wasn’t offended by it. A little concerned and confused. You two looked like you were getting serious.” She leaned into him.

  “Yeah, we can get a little competitive. Mom and Dads had to separate us on a couple occasions.” Griffin hugged her tight before he released her.

  “Really? You three are so working through that before our kids get old enough to pattern their behavior after yours.” She poked his head. “Because I might have to neuter someone if our sons or daughters do that.”

  “No neutering. We have worked through that. We just like to win,” Ethan called. “Get in position or we’ll start without you two.”

  Chapter Twenty-One

  They played for a little longer before parting to get dressed. Penny scrunched her hair and dried it a little. She glanced at the purple strand that fell over her eyes. She’d rinsed her hair, but didn’t have any conditioner. Hopefully, it didn’t pick up any green tint. She shrugged her shoulders. It was almost time for a change anyway. Once the stalker was caught, she’d pick a new color.

  She dressed, repacked the bag, and went out to meet them. Dawson, Ethan, and Griffin stood waiting near the locker room door. Impatient men. She hadn’t taken that long.

  “You know if there were more people here, waiting outside the door could be a little creepy.” She glanced up at them.

  “But there aren’t any others here.” Ethan stepped forward. “Let’s get something to eat and go home.”

  They picked up some food and took it home. She was relaxed and a little tired by the time they’d finished eating. But definitely not so tired that she’d pass up a chance to be with them.

  “Now, I think we should head to our bedroom, because I have plans tonight.” Ethan raised his eyebrows.

  “I’m looking forward to it. How about I go and get ready?” She rose to her feet.

  “Peaches, we don’t need you to get ready. All you have to do is get naked.” Griffin smiled. “Come on. Let’s go and you can do that while we strip off our clothes.”

  Griffin curved an arm around her and strode down the hallway. She shook her head. Bossy man. He pulled away as they entered the bedroom.

  She took off her shirt, tossing it onto a chair. A low moan drew her head up. Dawson stood in the doorway with one hand braced on the jamb. Ethan pushed past him. Dawson growled at his brother, but didn’t move toward him. Ethan laughed.

  “What did you three have in mind for tonight?” She pushed down her shorts. “Do I get to be with all of you tonight?”

  “Dawson and I will have you together while Griffin watches.” Ethan drew his fingers over her cheek. “Until everything is settled, including our nerves, I want one of us aware and on guard.”

  Tingles followed the trail of his warm fingers. She shivered. They didn’t have to do much before her body ignited for them. She licked her lips.

  “I love being with two of you.” She traced the muscles of his chest.

  “It’s one of our favorite positions, as well.” Dawson kissed her shoulder. “Have you noticed that we like to hold you between us?”

  “I kind of noticed. I’ve actually felt hot temperature-wise in bed. You three are like furnaces.” She dropped her panties.

  “Only hot for you.” Griffin raised his brows.

  She laughed. “That was a little cheesy.”

  “Hey, peaches, that’s harsh. And right now, I can’t even punish you because Dawson and Ethan have you.” Griffin grimaced.

  “Here, I’ll help you out with that.” Ethan’s hand flashed down.

  Crack. The sound rang through the room. Heat flared over her buttocks. She gasped. So not fair.

  “Hey, it wasn’t that bad and he can do his own spanking.” She glared at Ethan.

  “Eh, it was partially for me. Your bantering with him is cutting into my time with you.” Ethan picked her up and carried her to the bed. “Dawson, get the lube. I’m ready to be with our woman.”

  “And you couldn’t have kissed me.” She nipped his neck and then pressed a kiss there to soothe it. “That keeps my mouth occupied pretty well.”

  “Kiss me right, peaches. That’s only a tease.” Ethan pulled her closer.

  She framed his face with her hands and pressed her lips to his. He opened for her. A low hum vibrated against her lips. Damn, so good. He let her legs swing free. She clutched at his shoulders and hooked a leg around his.

  His thigh pressed against her pussy, and his fingers stroked over her skin. A throbbing heat built slowly. His palm skimmed down to her ass and he pulled her closer. She moaned. He’d drive her insane.

  His tongue brushed against hers, thrusting and teasing her into a deeper kiss. She’d never get enough of his kisses. His teeth scraped over her lip. Prickles raced over her skin.

  “As sexy as that is, I want her to be comfor
table. I don’t want her afraid we’ll drop her.” Dawson waited beside the bed.

  “I know you won’t.” She glanced over.

  “He’s right. As much fun as this would be, we’ll have more room to touch you if we put you on the bed.” Ethan carried her over to the bed.

  Ethan placed her in the center. Dawson climbed up beside her. He put a tube near her head. Both of them at the same time. She caught her breath and clenched her thighs. Fuck, she couldn’t wait.

  Ethan clasped her ankles, widening her legs. He climbed onto the bed. She braced her feet on the comforter. Her heart beat faster.

  “Peaches, I can smell your sweet cream. I’m going to lap at you until you shiver and moan.” Ethan pressed her thighs a little wider.

  A thrill rolled through her and her muscles tightened. That sounded so delicious. She ran her hand over Dawson’s muscled chest.

  “And what will you do to me?” She traced her fingernail over the flat disc of his nipple.

  “I’ll give these sweet breasts the attention they deserve.” Dawson cupped the mound and plucked at the bud.

  Her breath caught. Damn. He didn’t play fair. Well, she could get in on it, too.

  “Now, or do you plan to tease me for a long time?” She pinched the taut nub on his chest.

  He hissed and grabbed her hand. “Little cat, you’re pushing it.”

  “Not as much as I’d like to.” She smiled.

  “We won’t tease you, peaches.” Ethan stroked his hands up and down her thighs. “We want you as much as you do us.”

  “Maybe more, peaches. Playing with you and not being able to peel you out of your clothes was torture.” Dawson’s tongue swirled over her nipple.

  Her nipple tightened and an ache throbbed low in her gut. Yeah, it had been sweet, but painful. She wriggled.

  Dawson closed his mouth on the taut bead. His teeth scraped. A tingle speared straight to her core. She gasped.

  Hot breath feathered over her thigh. Soft lips brushed back and forth. Shivers danced down her spine. She tangled her fingers in his hair. He captured her hand and pressed it to the blanket.

  “No, peaches, keep that hand there. Let me handle everything.” Ethan’s teeth grazed over her inner thigh.

  “I won’t take over.” She shook her head, but didn’t lift it.

  “He knows that.” Dawson plucked at her opposite nipple.

  His mouth hovered over the reddened bud. She licked her lips. More.

  Dawson’s mouth lowered to the nipple. He lapped at the peak. She arched, lifting into his mouth. He sucked hard. Sizzles coursed through her.

  Ethan’s tongue swept between the lips of her pussy. It slashed over her clit. A jolt of fire burned through her. She shivered. Damn, yes, that’s it.

  His tongue stroked over the nub again and again. Bolts slammed through her. Her hips jerked upward. Her muscles tightened.

  She gripped the covers beneath her. The ache bloomed and built higher, a swirling maelstrom within her. She drew in a gasping breath.

  “I want to hear you, peaches.” Ethan’s hand smoothed over her thigh.

  “Give him what he needs. We’ll give you what you need, both of us moving inside of you.” Dawson’s hand skimmed over her stomach.

  “Now.” She slipped her foot outward.

  “When you moan for me.” Ethan nipped her leg before easing closer. His tongue lapped at her clit.

  She jerked upward. Intensity so sharp it neared pain cut through her. Shudders ran over her body. A moan ripped from her.

  “Yes, that’s what we need.” Dawson’s teeth scraped her nipple.

  “I’m going to lay on my back, peaches.” Ethan pulled back.

  She cried out and reached for him. He couldn’t stop. She groaned. Dawson sat her up. She exhaled. Fuck. Her body tightened and tingled.

  Ethan settled on the bed beside her. She pushed to her knees and straddled him. He guided his cock to her pussy. She slowly lowered down onto him and braced her hands on his chest. Her nails dug into his chest as her inner muscles clenched around his shaft.

  “All right, peaches, Dawson’s easing in behind you. He’ll work some lube inside you and then we’ll begin.” Ethan tugged her down.

  “I’m right behind you, peaches.” Dawson’s hand brushed over her shoulder.

  “You won’t scare me.” She shook her head. “I want you both.”

  “Good, I won’t hurt you by moving too fast.” His hand swept down her body.

  His warm hands stroked over her buttocks. She clutched at Ethan’s shoulders. His hips flexed, pushing his cock deeper. Her muscles clenched and the ache sharpened.

  Cool liquid trickled over her skin. Dawson rubbed the lubricant into her puckered ring and added more. Tingles sparked through her as he pressed at the flesh. One finger sank in.

  He pulled back and this time two entered. Shivers rolled down her body. He continued to press into her. Warmth spread through her and her muscles tightened, trying to hold on to those digits.

  “All right, peaches, you’re ready for me.” Dawson’s fingers withdrew.

  He eased back. An ache flared with the withdrawal. She cried out. His cock brushed against her buttocks. Yes, that’s what she needed. She drew in a slow breath.

  He pressed kisses over her shoulder as the rounded head nudged the tight ring. Pressure blossomed. Prickles danced through her as he pushed into her.

  “Give him a few moments.” Ethan’s hand brushed over her shoulder.

  “Hurry. I don’t want to go without you.” She tightened her legs around Ethan’s hips.

  “I don’t want to lose it on the first stroke.” Dawson nibbled at her neck.

  Desire pulsed through her. She exhaled. Hopefully, she could gain some control. Dawson slowly pulled out of her. She pushed back into him. That full feeling was way too good.

  “That’s it, peaches.” Ethan pulled her back.

  Dawson sank into her again. She moaned. Heat washed through her. Every brush of their skin increased the flames flaring over her. She rocked between them.

  She nipped at Ethan’s shoulder. Dawson rocked back, pulling her with him. Tremors ran over her. The knot within her tightened and coiled. She ground against Ethan each time he pulled her down. He groaned. The sound rumbled against her skin. So damn sexy.

  She strained upward. Her body trembled as she hung on the edge of a huge explosion of pleasure. They thrust against her. Ethan’s teeth closed over her shoulder in a stinging pinch.

  She tensed. The ache within burst. Warmth and searing delight flooded over her. She trembled. Her entire body sizzled with tension.

  They surged within her. Ethan thrust up against her. His hands drew her down hard, grinding her hips in circles with every stroke. She gasped. Dawson’s pace increased with each stroke. He nipped at her shoulder. She shivered as pings reverberated over her.

  Ethan’s moan vibrated against her. He held on to her. Dawson continued to lunge against her. He thrust deep once more and came. He held her tight and rocked against her slightly. So good. If it was supposed to be better than this after she changed, she’d never survive it.

  “Peaches, you’re an absolute miracle.” Ethan pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Much as I’d love to lay here and enjoy snuggling, if we don’t get a move on, Griffin will toss us off you and the bed.”

  “Mmm, maybe not toss you off. I do want her, but I’d rather not get in a tussle with you because you saw my eagerness as a challenge to you.” Griffin stood at the side of the bed. “And let’s not even think about me maybe scratching her as I do it. Dawson might rip my head off for that.”

  “I like that Dawson’s protective of me.” Penny rested her head on Ethan’s chest as Dawson eased off.

  “Yeah, I don’t think you’ll say that when you get pregnant and he doesn’t want to let you walk on the ground.” Griffin shook his head.

  Penny laughed. “He’s not that bad.”

  “Tell him, peaches. See, she doesn’t mind me watching over
her.” Dawson smoothed his hand over her butt.

  “Yeah, I don’t think she realizes that this isn’t just because of the stalker.” Griffin lifted her off Ethan once Dawson was clear. “But she will.”

  “On the bed?” She raised her brows.

  “No, in the shower. I’ll clean you and then dirty you up again. We might end up running the hot water heater dry, but we’ll enjoy it.” Griffin carried her toward the bathroom.

  “Sounds delicious.” She drew her fingers over his chest.

  “It will be. And when we come out, we can all snuggle into bed and talk a little before we sleep.” Griffin leaned down and kissed her.

  Maybe if she wasn’t out on her feet at that point. But it would be such a sweet exhaustion. He shifted his grip. Her legs swung free. He lowered her to her feet.

  “You look absolutely amazing with that hint of red on your cheeks and your lips kiss swollen. The only problem, I want them to look like that from my kisses.” Griffin nipped at her lower lip.

  “Feel free to kiss me.” She wound her arms around his neck. He wasn’t getting away after he said that.

  He brushed his lips back and forth. Tingles spread at the light contact. It only teased. She pressed her tongue against his lips. He pulled back. Dang it, she hadn’t even gotten a good kiss from him.

  “Let me start the shower and then we can get in.” Griffin eased back from her. “It won’t take me long to strip.”

  “Better not. I don’t want to get lonely in there.” She smiled.

  “You won’t be lonely.” He stuck his hand under the running water. “Go on and get in.”

  She tested the water. Warm water pelted onto her palm. Perfect. She stepped under the spray, slicking back her hair.

  “Don’t get too far ahead. I’ll be there in a few moments.” Griffin tossed away his shirt.

  She laughed. “I’m not too far ahead. I’m just wetting my hair.” She pushed a wet strand of hair out of her eyes.

  “I want the pleasure of washing your body.” Griffin dropped his pants and pushed down his boxers.