by Vicki Savage
“Yes.” Shae arched her back once more and pressed her pussy into his hand.
“I will ease your ache, but only if you promise to try to shift once more.”
“I’ll do anything you ask.” She moved her gaze over to the other two bears. “Just . . . help me.”
“Jesus,” Blade whispered as he adjusted his pants. “Stop torturing us and get to the good stuff.”
Nathan raised his free hand and made some sort of signal. “If you stay, I don’t want to hear you.”
The bears murmured something Shae couldn’t hear and then slipped into the shadows.
“No.” She raised her head off the pillow. “Don’t send them away.”
“They will keep to the shadows until we need them.”
“I want to see them.” She locked her gaze on Nathan. “Please.”
“Only if you try to shift.”
She glanced at where she knew the two strong, handsome men stood and nodded. “I’ll try.”
Nathan studied her face for a moment, then nodded. “You may come out of the shadows.”
The men materialized from the shadows and approached her side of the bed. The dark one glanced at Nathan, who nodded.
“Your wish is our command, pretty lady,” Blade said as he grabbed the base of his cock. With firm, smooth strokes, he began pleasuring himself as Nathan slid off his pants and eased in between her thighs.
“Yes,” she whispered as anticipation built within her. The blond man appeared beside the other two, his cock just as full and eager.
“Let me taste it,” she said.
“Not yet, little one.” The blond man glanced at Nathan, then began stroking himself in time to his friend.
Shae jerked her wrists down from the bedposts, trying to break the bindings. “Let me taste it.” Her voice lowered as a sense of urgency rose up in her core. Never before had she felt this needy or desperate. She moistened her lips as she stared at his long, erect cock and imagined all three entering her. One at her pussy, one at her mouth, and the other from behind . . .
Instead of positioning himself at her opening, Nathan slid his hands underneath her ass and lowered his face to her center. Before she could react, before she could even breathe, he slid his hot, wet tongue over her folds.
“Yes.” She leaned her head back on the pillows and jerked her hips toward his eager mouth. “Yes.”
“Fuck,” Jag said. “That’s hot.”
Shae turned her head to see the large Russian man slide his thumb over the tip of his erection and smooth the moisture over his length. She wet her lips as she imagined how good it would feel in her mouth.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Nathan . . .” Jag glanced at Nathan, who shook his head. The large Russian grimaced and stayed put. His eyes locked on hers as he stroked himself, and the fire in his gaze made her skin tingle.
“Gorgeous.” Blade lifted his form-fitting shirt and rubbed his washboard abs with one hand. Shae noticed that he had the same gold ring piecing his nipple as Nathan, but unlike Nathan, Blade had odd, tribal tattoos all over his body. She imagined herself tracing each one with her tongue and savoring the salty taste of his skin in her mouth.
“She’s killing me,” Blade whispered.
“Stay,” Nathan commanded from between her thighs. He licked her again, a long, sensual stroke that left her breathless.
“Nathan,” she said, turning back to him. “Something’s different. Everything is so much more . . . intense.”
He glanced up from her body and place a chaste kiss on her lower abdomen. “There is more energy in the room this time, little one,” he explained.
“I thought more energy was a bad thing,” she said.
“In some cases, yes.” He slid his tongue over her sensitive skin, making her shudder. “But not this time. Releasing your energy will allow you to have more control, but first, you must know how to release it.”
“We’re here to help you,” Blade said.
“Think of us as spiritual guides,” Jag added.
Shae opened her mouth ask more questions, but then Nate dipped his tongue in between her folds and just inside her opening. She groaned and turned her attention back to him, which she suspected was what he wanted all along.
“Let yourself go, little one,” he said. “Let us help you.”
“Yes, let us help you.” Jag let go of his cock and took one of her legs. Nate flashed him a furious look, but then relaxed when the Russian made no further move to pleasure her. Blade quickly took the other leg, and the men spread her wide as Nate resumed feasting on her pussy.
“Oh god,” she whispered. “Yes.”
Nate parted her folds and tongued her clit as both Blade and Jag slid their rough fingers over her inner thighs. Having three men so focused on her was amazing, and Shae felt herself quickly racing toward the edge.
“Not yet,” Nate murmured as Shae felt the energy shift in the room. “Let her try on her own.”
Shae bucked and wiggled, but Nate held firm as he slid a finger into her core. In and out, back and forth. The sweet friction drove her wild with need.
Jag straightened her leg and started kissing her skin, fueling the heat already roaring through her veins. Blade adjusted his stance and slid some pillows under her hips, allowing Nate to let go and focus his complete attention on her pussy.
Shae gasped and groaned as the pressure in her body built. She wanted to touch them, to run her fingers through their hair and over their skin. She wanted each of them filling her, consuming her.
“Fuck me harder,” she said. Her voice sounded low and animalistic. Fine hairs dotted her arms and legs as blackness hovered on the edge of her vision.
“Hang on, little one,” Nate said as he exchanged one finger for two.
She felt as if she was burning. All of her senses overloaded as the pressure and anticipation continued to build. Shae groaned and moved her head from side to side as the men pleasured her, desperate to gain some relief.
“Okay. . .now.” Nate nipped her clit, and Shae saw stars. She cried out as pleasure poured through her body, consuming both her mind and soul.
“She’s not shifting.” Jag’s voice sounded as if it was coming through a tunnel.
“We’ll have to hold her.”
Hold her? No one was going to control her like that. Shae felt powerful, unstoppable. The orgasm Nate had given her felt good, but she wanted more, so much more.
With a growl, she yanked her wrists from the headboard and tried to grab Nate. Blade and Jag each caught an arm and pulled her back before she could reach him.
Shae cried out in frustration as the men pinned her to the bed.
“She’s wild,” one of them said.
“We can’t hold on.”
The world around her spun in circles as something inside her struggled for control.
“We’re so close.” Nate flicked off the nipple clamps and positioned his cock at her opening. With a swift thrust he entered her, and Shae gasped as her inner muscles stretched to accommodate the intrusion.
“Yes,” she whispered. Everything around her quieted as she focused on him moving in and out of her body.
“We’ve got you little one,” Nate said as he took her legs from his friends.
Jag and Blade crawled into bed next to her, and Shae shivered as their warm bodies touched hers.
“Too many clothes,” she murmured.
Blade laughed. “For now.” He glanced up at Nate. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“We don't have another choice.”
“We won’t betray you,” Jag said.
“I know.” Nate made slow, deep thrusts that threatened to stretch her to the point of breaking.
“What are you doing?” she asked, trying to clear the erotic haze form her mind.
“You’ll see,” Jag said.
“Just relax and let us do all the work.” Blade kissed her forehead. After a quick glance at Jag, both men leaned forward and ea
ch took a nipple into their mouth.
Chapter Three
Shae arched her back as the men flicked their tongues over her breasts. “Yes.” Opening her eyes, she glanced down at her torso and saw fine hairs dot her skin at certain intervals. The hair dissolved and the reappeared, forming small, soft tufts before dissolving once more.
“What’s happening?”
“It’s the change,” Jag explained.
“Focus on me, little one,” Nate said as he retreated and thrust once more. “Focus on what’s building in your core.”
“That’s where the power originates,” Jag said right after he blew on her wet nipple. Pleasure spiraled through her veins, causing her to groan.
“And that’s why sex can help build and direct it.” Blade sucked lightly on her breast, and Shae closed her eyes as her skin tingled with awareness.
“Wider,” Nate said. “Pull her legs wider.”
Shae felt the men move her thighs.
“Yes, that’s it.” Nate reached down and rubbed her clit as he performed shallow thrusts inside her body.
“Please, let me touch you.” She wiggled, trying to free herself from their grasps. “I want to taste—”
“Nathan, perhaps we should—”
“No.”
“But—”
“No. She’s almost there.” He steeled his jaw as he rammed harder into her pussy, creating a satisfying slapping noise that echoed off the walls.
The men tightened their grip on her arms. “Not this time, princess,” Jag said. Both he and Blade continued to worship her body, carefully building her desire.
“Harder,” she told Nate. “I need it harder.”
Nate let go of her clit and wrapped his fingers around her thighs. He increased the force and tempo, pushing so hard that her head bumped into the bed frame above her.
The men at her breasts started to nip her sensitive skin, and she pulled and twisted her body, trying to get away so she could touch them back.
“Please,” she begged.
“Concentrate, little one.”
“Don’t stop.” She was close, so close. Shae felt the energy rising up inside of her, building with each thrust. She arched her back and tried to direct it toward the change.
“Oh god,” Nathan said. “I’m close.”
“Yes, harder.” Fine hair dotted her arms, sprawling upward toward her torso. Blade and Jag continued to nip and suck her nipples, building her tension and making her feverish.
Shae pulled hard on her arms, breaking her bindings. Reaching down, she groped around for Blade and Jag, trying to find their cocks. She found Blade’s and stroked it hard.
“Ah fuck.” Blade closed his eyes and thrust into her hand. “She’s nice and rough. Just how I like it.”
“Not this time, little one,” Jag said as he grabbed her arm and pinned it above her head.
Blade made a low, throaty sound in the back of his throat.
Jag flashed him a warning look. “Nathan’s right. We need our focus if we are to help her change.”
“Damn.” Blade flashed her an apologetic look. “Next time, baby.” He pinned her other hand, and then they resumed their sweet torture on her breasts.
Shae closed her eyes and groaned with frustration. She wanted to touch them, to take control. . .
“Oh god. Yes.” Nathan’s thrusts became more jerky and desperate. Energy filled the room, pouring into her body like a waterfall. Shae closed her eyes and pulled the power deep inside her soul. Something shifted inside of her, and she growled at the men surrounding her.
“Fuck, she’s gorgeous,” Blade said. “What I wouldn’t give to feel your wet heat surround my cock—”
“Yes!” Shae cried out and thrashed against the men pinning her down as her orgasm hit her hard. Joy washed over her, making her feel as if she was drowning in ecstasy. Her skin burned and her mind numbed. For a long, beautiful moment, she knew only bliss.
Nate stiffened as his cock swelled inside her body. Again and again he pushed himself into her core, heightening her pleasure. His cry pierced the air as his orgasm overcame him. Rich, thick seed spilled into her core, burning her from the inside out.
Nathan’s orgasm touched her, piercing the growing magic inside her body. She gasped as power burst from her skin and her muscles began to stretch.
“Step back,” she heard Nathan command.
The men immediately retreated, and Shae started to panic. She thrashed on the bed, trying to get her muscles to obey. They seemed as if they had a mind of her own. The harder she tried to stand, the more she convulsed and stretched. Then the pain came, hitting her hard and causing tears to fill her eyes.
“Stay calm, little one,” Nathan’s voice filled her mind, calming her. “Just continue to embrace your power.”
She did as she was told, holding her energy close as she felt her bones elongate and shift. The sensations seemed to stretch on and on, first pain, then pleasure, until finally everything went quiet.
“She did it,” Blade whispered. “She really did it.”
“Wake up, little one,” Nathan said as he sat next to her on the bed. “It’s all over.”
Shae opened her eyes and saw his smiling face. He reached out and slipped his fingers over her belly, sliding them through her thick, brown fur.
Fur? Shae glanced down and saw that she was covered in fur from head to foot. Not only that, but the shape of her body changed as well.
“Relax, this is your animal form,” Nate said as he undid her bindings.
“You’re now officially a bear shifter,” Blade replied. “Just like the rest of us.”
Shae watched as Blade and Jag switched into forms much like hers. Blade was black as midnight, and Jag was a light sable with speckles of gray.
“Amazing,” Shae whispered, although in her bear form it was just a little whimper.
Nathan picked up a hand mirror from the nightstand and held it up to her. “You’re beautiful.”
Shae squinted at the brown bear in the mirror. She looked so different . . . and yet, she could make out some similarities in the eyes and contours of her face.
“Now let’s see if you can change back.” Nathan set the mirror down and took her paws. Immediately Shae felt the energy rolling through her once more.
“Embrace it,” he commanded as he closed his eyes.
Shae did as she was told, grinding her teeth as her bones, skin and limbs snapped back into place.
“Very good,” Nathan pushed her hair from her face and kissed her forehead.
“I felt more in control this time.”
He smiled. “The first time is always the hardest. It will get easier with each moon.”
She turned to the other two men, who had changed back into their human forms and returned their cocks to their jeans. She couldn’t help but notice the large bulge both men carried between their legs. Knowing that they were still aroused caused a stirring in her lower abdomen.
“You’re hurting,” she said as held out her hands. “Let me help you.”
“Not this time,” Jag said.
Blade glanced at Nate. “We’ll be fine, little one, promise.”
Shae glanced at Nathan. “But I want. . .”
“They know what you want, little one,” Nathan said as he eased her back down on the bed. “You are in heat and broadcasting.”
“But—”
“Once you are marked and your mate’s seed takes root, the heat will go away,” he retied her to the headboard as he talked.
“Marked?”
“You’re exhausted. Rest now, and I will explain everything when you wake up.”
“Don’t leave me,” she whispered.
“I won’t, I promise.”
“You’re one of us now,” Jag explained. “We care for our own.”
Nathan kissed her forehead once more and Shae closed her eyes. Exhaustion overwhelmed her and she sank back into the pillows.
“Maybe I should just take a little nap.”
“That’s my girl.” Nathan stood up from the bed. The last thing Shae remembered was the soft click of the door before she slipped unconscious.
“We need to talk,” Nathan said as he closed the door.
“Give us a few minutes,” Jag said once they were in the hallway.
“There’s something we need to take care of.” Blade shifted his pants, indicating the huge bulge there.
Nathan motioned to the front door. “Go, but be careful. That was a loud burst of energy. Who knows who might have felt it and come looking for us.”
After the men nodded and left, Nathan went to pour himself a drink. Despite the fact that he was an ancient shifter, he had barely been able to control the energy in that room. Shae was just too strong, too untrained. There was a wildness about her that made it difficult for him to concentrate.
He settled onto his couch and took a long sip of scotch. Marking his mate was going to be trickier than he thought.
“That was . . . intense,” Blade said later when he and Jag returned.
“Yeah.” Nate rubbed his chin. “She seems to be getting more and more powerful with each encounter.”
“She isn’t a normal shifter,” Jag stood up from the couch and started pacing in front of the two other men.
Blade took a sip of his microbrew. “Do you think that she’s the one?”
“The one to heal the rift between shifters and humans?” Nathan asked. When both men nodded he sighed and stared at the bottom of his empty scotch glass. “I don’t know. One thing’s for certain. Now that she can shift, she’s less of a danger to herself.”
“Perhaps,” Jag said. “It would still be better if you marked her. Every bear on the reservation knows that there’s a shifter in heat in this cabin. Most are staying away out of respect, but they can only hold their instincts at bay for so long.”
“I won’t mark her unless she’s fully aware of what she’s getting into,” Nate said. “I won’t have her manipulated like I was.”
Blade snorted. “You were one lucky bastard to escape that crazy-assed bear before she got her hooks into you.”
“I know.” Nathan got up and moved to the bar to fix himself another drink.
