Bearly Theirs [The Bears of Greenspoint 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Maia Dylan

  As he pulled back, he felt the last sliver of his heart, the part he held back in case all their plans went to hell, slide away and join the rest, completely and utterly hers.

  * * * *

  “Your face is beautiful when you come for us, baby,” Logan groaned as he continued to nibble along the soft side of her neck. He’d watched her face and her every reaction as Cooper had pleasured her, strumming her nipples to heighten the sensation and gently using his mouth and teeth against her. It thrilled him to know that someday—and if he had his way, it would be someday soon—he would claim his mate with a bite right where his mouth played now.

  Keiko was panting, her body still coming down from what must have been one hell of an orgasm. She used a shaking hand to push the hair off her face that had slipped from the clip used to pile it sexily on her head. “Oh, my, Cooper. That was amazing. Thank you.”

  Cooper stood before her, a grin of pure male satisfaction on his face. “The pleasure was all mine, love.” Cooper leaned in and kissed her gently, before turning her in Logan’s direction. He loved the sated look on her face, and couldn’t wait until it was his turn to put it there. He reached for his erection and gripped it hard at the base of his cock in an attempt to stave off his orgasm for as long as he could. His movement drew her gaze, and he laughed softly when she gasped in surprise at discovering that he was naked.

  Keiko licked her lips and Logan lost his grip on the last thread of control that he’d had. With a growl, he lifted her up against him and carried her to the bed. He laid her down in the center of the mattress and took a condom out of the bedside table. “Cooper and I are clean, baby, but we don’t want you taking our word for it. We have the test results, but like hell am I going to step back from you right now and go find them to prove it. I’ll use a condom for now. Is that okay?”

  A flicker of uncertainty flashed in her eyes and Logan stopped, the foil package gripped between his two hands. “What is it, baby? Too fast?” Logan knew that if she said it was, despite his need for her, he would back off and slow down.

  Keiko shook her head and lifted a hand toward him, gently letting her legs fall open, putting herself completely on display. “No, definitely not too fast. I’m on the pill to regulate my periods, so there is no danger of me becoming pregnant and I have only ever had one lover in my life. I’m clean, too. I don’t want you to wear a condom. I want to feel every inch of you and nothing between us.”

  Right in that moment, Logan handed Keiko his heart and soul. Climbing up onto the bed and moving to cover her body, he nestled into the natural cradle her hips made for his and let the blunt head of his cock press against her. He had to breathe through the urge to ram forward and fuck her hard like he wanted. The feel of her lying so wantonly beneath him was almost too much to bear.

  “Now,” Keiko whispered as her legs wrapped around his waist. “Take me now, Logan. Show me you want me.” Unable to resist her plea, he flexed his hips until the head of his cock slipped into her wet heat. “Aghh!” Keiko moaned as she arched her back. With gentle rolls of his hips, he pushed forward until he was buried balls-deep within her. He held still for as long as he could, wanting to let her grow accustomed to his size.

  He leaned down, pressing soft kisses to her mouth until he felt her go pliant beneath him. When she lifted her arms to wind them around his neck, he licked into her mouth. “You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. I’m not going to be able to go slow, baby.”

  Keiko groaned and he felt the muscles of her pussy ripple around him, wringing an answering groan from him. “Then don’t, Logan. Fuck me. Hard and strong, just how you want to.”

  Logan pushed up onto his arms, looking down into her face as he withdrew slowly until just the head of his cock remained within her, before slamming his hips forward. The flare of bliss in Keiko’s eyes told him she loved it, so he did it again. Then again. He kept the same rhythm until he saw her mouth open in a silent O and he knew she was close to coming. Wanting to push her over, he slammed into her to the hilt, then rotated his hips quickly, using his body to rub up against her clit. It only took three revolutions of his hips before she arched her head back, scraped her nails down his back, and keened her pleasure to the room.

  Gritting his teeth, and with gentle rolls of his hips, he rode out her orgasm until she collapsed back and relaxed against the mattress. “Again,” he growled. Then he began to pound his hips against her, driving himself in and out of her pussy in an erratic rhythm that had them both teetering on the edge of release in moments. Logan felt the tingling in the base of his spine that told him his release was close. He pushed up on his arms as an extra precaution against claiming her, slammed home three more times, adding a swivel of his hips with each thrust, and drove her into another screaming orgasm. This time, he let the sweet rippling of her pussy take him with her. He threw his head back and roared her name as his orgasm crashed over him, and he emptied himself within her.

  * * * *

  Keiko had never reached such heights of pleasure in her life. Logan had simply owned every inch of her, drawing pleasure from every single cell within her. When she felt her breathing slow to where she didn’t feel like she had just run a marathon, and her heart no longer pounded at a frightening speed, she opened her eyes. Logan was still lying over the top of her, and she was gratified to see that he seemed to be fighting for breath as much as she was.

  Logan’s expression softened as he met her gaze. He leaned forward, and just before he pressed his full lips to hers, he whispered, “Thank you.” Keiko wanted to say something glib like the orgasm he had just given her was thanks enough, but the look of adoration in his eyes had her simply smiling. When he pulled back and rolled to lie at her side, Keiko sighed with contentment, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back.

  “Damn, but you are temptation personified, love,” Cooper murmured from somewhere near the foot of the bed. Before she could raise her head to look, she felt a soft warm cloth being used to wipe between her legs. She moaned as the soft material dragged against her still-sensitive clit and arched her hips up to follow the cloth as it was removed. “Still hungry for more, love?” Keiko heard the strained amusement in Cooper’s voice. “That is really good to hear.”

  Keiko squealed as Cooper leaped onto the bed on his back beside her, then lifted her so that she lay over him. When her equilibrium settled once more, she was staring down into his sparkling green eyes, and she couldn’t help but return the smile he gave her. “Hey, Cooper.”

  Cooper leaned up and kissed her softly. “Hey, yourself,” he murmured against her lips. Keiko allowed her legs to slide to the mattress on either side of his hips and they both moaned at the feel of his rock-hard cock sliding against her. “Shit, that feels good. Keiko, I’ve had this fantasy about you pretty much from day one. Will you make it come true for me?”

  “If I can. What is it?”

  Cooper reached up and removed the clip from her hair, and he sighed in satisfaction as it fell in a dark curtain around them. “I want to watch you as you take me in, ride me, take your pleasure from me, and pleasure me at the same time. I want to watch your face as you go over, and then I want that beautiful bare pussy of yours to ripple around my dick and take me with you.”

  Keiko’s breath caught at the scene he described, and her arousal rose quickly within her. Beyond words, she simply kissed him, taking a leaf from Logan’s playbook and licking into Cooper’s mouth before pushing upright. She lifted onto her knees and shifted back into position. Reaching down, she gripped his cock in her hands, stroking up and down a couple of times to enjoy the hot, hard, silken feel of him in her hand. Cooper moaned and his eyes rolled back and Keiko couldn’t help the smug smile at the thought that this strong, beautiful male was so affected by her touch.

  “That sure is one hell of a wicked smile you have there, baby,” Logan drawled, and when she turned her head slightly, he was lying on the bed beside them, watching intently and sliding his hand up an
d down his own hard erection. “Turns me the fuck on when you get all possessive and satisfied like that.”

  Keiko winked at him, and then focused back on Cooper. The strain lines around his mouth and the way the muscles in his neck and shoulders stood out in stark relief told her that Cooper was on the edge, and he needed her as much as she needed him. Placing him against her entrance, she lowered slightly until the head of his cock slipped inside her. She rolled her hips in a circular motion, taking him in inch by inch, making them both moan at the feeling, and kept going until she had all of him.

  She held still for a moment, simply enjoying the full feel of him inside her. Cooper groaned and lifted his hands to clutch at her hips. “You feel so good inside of me, Cooper,” Keiko whispered as she gently lifted, then lowered herself on him, once again using the circular motions of her hips to please them both. “I don’t want this to end. I could go this slow and make it last.” Keiko had no idea where the sultry vixen who taunted her lover came from, but she figured she’d just roll with it.

  Cooper’s eyes narrowed at her. “Oh, now, love, that does sound like something I would enjoy, and at another time, it’ll be something that I’ll insist upon. But not now. Right now, I am so fucking triggered to explode, I can’t let you take it slow, so I think I’m gonna have to give you a reason to want to move.” Cooper slid both hands to the tops of her thighs, with his thumbs lying on her lower abdomen. He gave her a wicked grin before sliding both thumbs down until they pressed against her clit.

  “Oh, my!” Her voice was more of a squeak, but the move had the effect Cooper was after. Keiko began to move, riding her lover with sure, strong moves that had her hovering on the edge of insanity. This was obviously not enough for Cooper, because he started to use both thumbs to strum her clit rhythmically. Keiko cried out as jolts of pleasure slammed through her at the added stimulation. She leaned her arms back until she was resting on his upper thighs and began to slam her hips up and down, taking him harder and faster.

  “Holy fuck!” Cooper hissed, and she felt him grow tense beneath her.

  “Hottest damn thing…ever,” Logan muttered in a choked voice. And then all thought fled as her fourth orgasm that night tore through her like a category five tornado. Screaming Cooper’s name, she jolted and shuddered above him, vaguely recognizing that Cooper came at the same time, roaring her name to the room, filling her. She also heard Logan shouting her name and knew that he had come at the same time. The thought that the three of them scaled the heights of pleasure simultaneously filled her heart. Then the realization that she would be giving this all up in the morning hit her, and her heart shattered into a million tiny pieces.

  Chapter 4

  It was funny how fast life could change. It was something that Cooper had never really thought about up until now, but as he stared out at the Houston skyline, the lights beginning to come on as the sun began to set, it was all he could think about. A week ago, their future was a certainty, and it had only been a matter of time and planning before they started on the path that led to their happily ever after. Now, everything had gone to hell in a handbasket. Their mate was in the wind, and his brother had completely shut himself off from everything.

  A week ago, he and Logan had been planning how to approach Keiko and convince her that they were her future. Then she’d gotten the call that her brother died, and they held her while she grieved, then loved her through the night to show her what it was to really live.

  The next morning, the three of them had shared breakfast and Cooper had assumed that it was her grief and thought of the coming days planning for her brother’s funeral that was making her pensive and sad. He had no clue that she was simply planning her escape. They had dropped her off at her apartment, and although he and Logan wanted to stay with her, they honored her request for some time alone to process everything that had happened in the last twelve hours. She kissed them both before she left them, and Cooper had been a little perplexed at the look on her face when she’d pulled away. Before she’d walked away, she had said something in Japanese, but he hadn’t been able to catch it properly. It wasn’t until the next day that he realized what he had sensed in that kiss was good-bye.

  They had tried calling her that night to see if she needed anything but got no answer. The next day, her cell phone was disconnected. He and Logan had rushed to her apartment, and after some heated discussions with the building manager, they convinced him to let them in. Everything looked as it should, but Keiko was nowhere to be found. They had gone back every day since, but there was no sign that she had returned. This morning, Logan had refused to go.

  “Why can you not get it? She obviously regretted fucking the two of us that night and has cut her losses.” Logan had sneered as they drove to the office. “She’s gone back to Japan, and when she gets back, she’ll probably look for another job and move the hell on. But if she thinks I’m going to give her a good fucking recommendation, she’s tripping.”

  Cooper took a deep, calming breath. Sometimes dealing with his brother was like trying to calm a petulant child. “Come on, Logan, can’t you give her the benefit of the doubt? She’s just lost her brother for fuck’s sake.”

  Logan barked a humorless laugh. “So she said. For all we fucking know about her life in Japan, she might not have even had a fucking brother.”

  The rest of the day had been filled with tense silences and growls of frustration as Logan slammed and snarled his way through the day and Cooper attempted to make sense of everything. There was something he had missed. He was damn sure of it, but what it was, he just couldn’t tell.

  The door to their office opened, then closed with a bang as Logan came back from his meeting. “That fucking accountant couldn’t find a fucking beer in a brewery. How hard is it to compile a list of debtors for the end of the month?” Keiko had done all of that for them. They had let their last accountant go after Keiko started. Cooper remained at the window, staring out at the city, refusing to give up on their mate. Logan sighed loudly behind him. “Cooper, stop being a goddamn pussy and fucking get over it. She’s gone and she is never coming back. She just wanted a quick fuck from the two of us. At least she didn’t charge us. If you’re so desperate for a woman to fuck, let’s head out tonight and go get laid.”

  Cooper saw red. There were moments in life when someone you cared about crossed a line, and right here, right now, Logan had just fucking leaped across a pretty fucking big one. He whirled around and walked right over to his brother. Logan was slouched in his office chair, staring blankly at his computer screen, his face filled with shock when Cooper dragged him up out of the chair by his shirt, hauled back, and slugged him across the jaw, watching with satisfaction as Logan’s head snapped back and he fell on his ass.

  “What the fuck, Cooper!” Logan yelled as he leaped to his feet, worked his jaw from side to side with his left hand, and then dropped into a classic fighting stance. “You want to rumble with me, little man? I am more than willing to let off a little steam teaching you some manners.”

  Cooper threw his hands in the air in frustration. “It’s not me that needs the fucking lesson in manners, Logan. You just called our mate, the one woman the Fates and the gods have deemed us worthy of, the one we are charged with protecting and loving for the rest of our lives, a whore.” Logan flinched at that, and Cooper thought perhaps he wasn’t too far gone. “Something isn’t right. You were there that night, too. You held her and loved her and listened to her tell us that she had thought that it was only her who had feelings for us, not imagining that we would return them. No one could fake that! There has to be more to this than what we can see.”

  Logan stood tall, sliding out of his fighting stance, and ran his hands through his hair in frustration. A move Cooper had never seen his stoic and always controlled brother do before. “I don’t know, Coop. Why would she just run like that? I can’t help thinking that maybe we did something wrong, or we took things too fast.”

  Cooper was alread
y shaking his head. That had been his initial thought, as well, but he had dismissed it quickly. “There’s no way in hell that it was too fast. I asked her that night, remember? I wanted to make sure that she wanted what happened as much as we did, and I fucking know that she did. There is something else going on here.”

  Logan began to pace, shucking his suit jacket and loosening his tie as he went. Everything that had been tensing within Cooper since he thought that Logan had checked out on him that morning relaxed. His big brother was in problem-solving mode, and when the two of them worked together to find a solution to an issue, there was nothing they couldn’t accomplish.

  “There’s something about that night that has been bothering me,” Logan confessed, still pacing. “There were two times during our conversation in the kitchen that Keiko didn’t tell the complete truth.”

  Cooper nodded, knowing exactly what Logan was referring to. “When she told us that her brother’s death had nothing to do with his lifestyle choices and when she said she would be leaving for Japan in a few days. Our mate is great at keeping a neutral expression in business negotiations, but she can’t lie to us for shit.”

  Logan looked over at him and grinned. “I know, right? But that does leave us with a couple of questions we need to find the answers to, now, doesn’t it?”

  “Did you catch what she said to us that last day? Just before we drove away?”

  Logan frowned as he thought back to that moment. “Kind of, but I have no idea what it was she said or even how to say it.” Logan began to pace again, and Cooper remained silent, letting him think on that one for a moment. After a couple of minutes, Logan stopped, spun on his heel, and walked to his desk. “There’s a bus stop just across the road from her apartment. Two years ago, they installed CCTV cameras at all bus stops in Houston to deter muggings. If we can get that footage, we might be able to find someone who can tell us what she said.”