A Lion, A Tiger and Her Bear...Oh My!: A Howls Romance (The Mates of Bear Paw River Book 4)

by Everleigh Clark

  “You son of a—ow, ow!” she shrieked when his wet hand struck her ass. When he slapped her again she moaned, and the smell of her arousal doubled. “Ngghg,” she groaned and melted back against Noah when he released her legs.

  “Yeah, I know you like it, but we don’t try to drown our Alpha, okay?” Noah chuckled, and Trae gripped her ass hard, loving the way she squirmed, and the scent grew.

  Her husky laughter filled the room as Trae took her hands and placed them in Noah’s grip. “Mind holding onto these for a moment?”

  “Sure.” Noah smiled and held her hands above her head against his chest.

  Satisfied, he was safe to explore again, Trae ducked back under the water and found his favorite place. Sam’s soft, wet hairs, between her legs. And the hard clit nestled between her sweet pussy lips was wet with more than just the bath water. She was ready for him to claim her. But first…

  He took her whole pussy into his mouth and sucked the tip of her clit against his tongue. Lapping and sucking, he didn’t let go, didn’t stop his tongue and mouth no matter how much she thrashed in and out of the water. Hell, they were probably soaking the floor, but he didn’t care. His mate was going to come big time—from his mouth. And then he’d claim her. He gave her one click flick of his tongue then a tiny nibble, and she exploded out of the water with a shriek that made his ears ring. Holy fuck, she was coming unglued. Noah’s hands were still holding hers above her head, as she wailed and shrieked and came right there in the tub, sloshing water everywhere. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. She was perfect.

  When she sagged back down against Noah, Noah released her hands and she gave one more shudder, before sitting up. Her breaths still hitched, and her nipples stood firmly out at attention, ready for more action. They all the time in the world to explore each other, but first…

  “Are you ready for us to claim you, little girl?” His voice sounded deep and hoarse even to himself.

  “If you don’t, I’m going to knock you both into the next century and claim you myself,” she replied, her bear showing in her eyes.

  Both men chuckled.

  “All right, stand up.”

  Her eyes widened as if suddenly unsure of what was about to happen, but Noah soothed her, massaging her shoulders. “It’s okay, Sammy. We’ll take it as slow as you need us to. You’re in control here.”

  That was correct, wasn’t it? As hard a time as he was having, keeping from pinning her to the bathroom floor and fucking her brains out and claiming her, Noah was calming him, helping him stay in control. Yeah, Trae was the Alpha, the asshole who got things done, but he would never push a woman further or faster than she wanted to go. No matter how much it was killing him. He was thankful to have Noah there to center him.

  “Yeah, baby. We go at your pace.”

  She nodded and tilted her chin up to meet both of their gazes. “Let’s do this.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Trae

  Trae pressed the beautiful woman forward so her chest met Noah’s, caressing her soft back as he inhaled her sweet fragrance. She shivered between them, and he knew it wasn’t from the chill of the air. Not by the scent of her arousal wafting, even from the water all the way up to his nostrils. He pulled her hips back, so he could stroke between her legs, finding her plump, wet pussy just begging to be touched. She groaned as Noah took her mouth with his, claiming her lips in a commanding kiss while Trae explored the beauty of Sam’s body. His fingers slipped through the slickness and entered her, and she rocked up and down, moaning in rhythm with his movements. Yeah, so hot and tight. But he was just getting her ready for Noah. Trae would take him after Noah had brought forth her next orgasm. They needed to do this right. Satisfy their mate on every fucking level. He trailed kisses down her back and pulled her buttocks up to meet him, so he could kiss them also.

  Another sigh escaped her as she splashed in and out of the water. Trae nodded at Noah. It was Noah’s turn.

  Noah gently kissed her mouth, then her neck, then trailed his tongue down to her breasts, taking one in his mouth as she whimpered. So beautiful.

  If any other male had dared to touch her, Trae’s lion would have roared in rage? And killed the fucker on the spot. He, the Alpha, would share with no other. But Noah, the yin? To his yang? The one who softened his edges and brought beauty into their reality, the brother, not by blood but by soul. Yes, he fit with them so perfectly. And Trae could think of no other he wanted to claim his woman. He sat back for a moment, careful to not lose contact with her back or hips—she seemed to revel in his touch.

  Noah’s fingers trailed down her opposite hip and between her legs, his wrist flexing as he sank his index finger deep into her pussy. She moaned and pressed her pelvis closer to him. Noah kissed her again, this time a punishing kiss as he arranged her body over his cock and pulled her down on top of him. Trae leaned to the side, so he could better see the sheer delight on their mate’s face as Noah pumped into her with firm strokes. Sam only let go of Noah for a moment, just long enough to turn around and take Trae’s hands, and position them across her hips and ass. Goddess, the woman wanted him to squeeze and touch her while she received her pleasure from Noah. She wanted them both involved. And that was the greatest treasure he could ever ask for. He gripped her hips and dug his fingertips into the bottom of her full cheeks, loving the way she groaned and mewled with each motion.

  With her hands locked behind Noah’s neck, she helped add to the pressure of the hard claiming he was giving her, yet allowing her to be on top for this portion gave her the freedom to feel safe. It was important to both males that they not ever scare their female. She ground and pumped against and onto Noah as hard as she could, while Trae caressed her hips and bottom, squeezing, flicking, smacking, rubbing...loving.

  They were both making love to her, and all were invested in this moment.

  If Trae hadn’t leaned over in time, he never would have seen the ecstasy wash over her face as she came with a loud yell. He watched her as she tightened and her whole body contracted around Noah’s cock in the most beautiful show of orgasm he had ever seen, but her face? Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, her forehead crinkled together, her mouth formed a huge O, and her keening wails were the most beautiful melody ever. Her orgasm was perfection to watch.

  She shuddered, sagging to lay her cheek against Noah’s shoulder, and Trae leaned in to rub his chest against her. Intense heat radiated from her body, and he knew what was coming was only going to get hotter.

  “Time to move to the bed.” Water sloshed everywhere as Trae got out and pulled Sam with him.

  Noah grabbed a few towels and followed close behind.

  ~.~

  Sam

  Sam lay on the bed on top of Noah, running her fingers over Noah’s firm cock, knowing what would happen next. This was the moment, they would both take her. Fill her. Claim her. And she’d be lying if she wasn’t a little scared of the prospect. Not the mating for-life part. No, that was easy. She knew they belonged together. But the...other part of it. She’d been adventurous in bed but had never done...that...before. Let a man take her in her most intimate place. Hell, she’d never even done doggy style. Too much vulnerability there. Someone behind her felt too much like, reminded her too much of...she shuddered.

  Noah stopped his upward press into her and met her gaze. “What’s wrong, Sammy?”

  “Do you need to stop?” Trae whispered softly in her ear, and her body tensed on its own.

  “Shit. I—I don’t know if I can do this.”

  “Which part, bearling?” Trae’s voice held so much tenderness, she thought she might weep. “The mating, the sex…”

  “Traeger behind you?” Noah supplied.

  She nodded, and a small whimper escaped her dry throat. What was happening to her? Where was the strong female who kicked ass and took names? Where were the F-bombs and the sarcasm? Where was her wall? Dammit. Her wall was barely there, and she’d never felt more vulnerable in he
r life. But she knew they wouldn’t hurt her. These were worthy males who would die to protect her, even from each other. And all they wanted was to consummate their union, to be together forever. But she couldn’t even suck it up enough to have sex? Her lower lip trembled as she desperately tried to rebuild the wall. Closed her eyes. Thought about her family, her parents. Bear Paw River. All the things that meant something to her. If she could just get the wall back firmly in place, they might never know how fucking freaked out she was. She could go through the motions, receive her bite mark, and just let it go. Head down to the garage after it was over. Work on that new car that came in last week. They’d never know. She just needed to hide for a little bit longer.

  “Nah, it, it’s okay. I can do this. I just had a moment there. Go ahead. I’m ready.”

  “Get up.” The low growl from behind her surprised her, and she jumped off the bed and away from Noah, her arms wrapped so tightly around herself she couldn’t breathe. Trae’s eyes softened to a warm glow of amber as he slowly reached forward to stroke her cheek. Ever so carefully as if he was afraid she’d bolt. And dammit, she still might. “It’s okay, baby. We’re right here talking.”

  Her body racked with shivers, she looked from the male sitting on the edge of the bed to the male kneeling in front of her.

  “May I touch you, sweet bearling?” His gaze and voice meshed together with a smooth quality that calmed and comforted her, and she tentatively nodded.

  Trae leaned forward and as gently as she could have thought possible, kissed the backs of her hands. Each tightly clenched knuckle relaxing at the soft touch of his lips. Then he inched over to her wrists, spending his next moments showing her a soft love she’d never imagined possible. When she exhaled and released her tight shoulders, letting her hands drop to the sides, she realized how jacked up her body must have been. It ached from being so tightly strung. Now she felt only residual ache of tension from before, but as she continued to bask in the glow of the male on his knees in front of her, she melted.

  “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I keep freaking out like that. I’m a grown woman for Goddess’ sake.”

  “It’s not your fault, Sammy.” Noah knelt next to her and kissed her shoulder while Trae continued to stroke her hand. “If we could go back in time and kill that bastard for you ourselves, you know we would.”

  “We’re not going to force this on you.”

  “But what about the mating ritual?”

  Trae shrugged and smiled. “Who said we have to both claim you at the same time in that exact way? It’s our relationship. We can do it any way you want.”

  “I want to do this. I just got scared, dammit.”

  “Well, there are some things you can push through, and some you shouldn’t. I think this might fall into the latter category,” Noah said. “Let’s just take our time and do whatever comes naturally that feels comfortable for you.”

  “Would you be offended if I suggested something a bit different? It might piss you off a bit, but I don’t mean you any disrespect, Trae...I just….”

  “Hey. You’re my chick who likes to punch first and sort it out later. Just tell us what you want, and we’ll do it. Stop bearfooting around.”

  “Bearfooting?”

  Trae grinned. “It’s like pussyfooting but seemed more appropriate.”

  She laughed, and the final tension disappeared from her body. “Okay, that was a good one. Here’s what I’d like to try, if you guys are up for it.”

  They both gazed at her with rapt attention as if her every word were law. They really did love her and respect her.

  “So, I know it makes sense from the hierarchy and shit, that you as Alpha would take the position behind me to really hone in on the submissive aspect of all of this, right?”

  “Yeah.”

  “I think I could go through all of this with less drama and fear if Noah was behind me.”

  “You want to see me when we complete our triad?” He turned his face back and forth, showing her once again the harsh puckered lines of his scars running down his cheek and neck. “We thought you might feel better looking at his mug. Fugly as it is.” He chuffed a bear sort of laugh.

  “I trust both of you and want you. But I want my first time to be this way. Different or not. You right here,” she pointed at the bed. “Lying on your back while I ride you.

  “Whatever you need.” Trae’s eyes were soft as love poured from his gaze. He leaned back on the bed, and she licked her lips as his cock jumped out in front of her. Proud, thick, strong, just waiting for her.

  She crawled over him and straddled his waist, skimming her pussy over his hard abdomen and down over his cock and legs. Though his hands were behind his head like a man relaxing and watching a football game on a lazy Sunday afternoon, his face was open, the intent in his eyes showcasing the hungry lion within him. It wanted to pounce up and smash her to the floor, devour her. In all the best ways. But he held back, his lips in a tight line as if he was forcing himself to do the most unnatural thing ever in his life. To not command the situation, but to let it come to him. His low husky breaths became shallower with each pass of her wetness.

  Gripping him firmly in her palm, she guided him into her, and descended until he was fully seated.

  The flare of his eyes was gorgeous, dangerous, brightly lit golds taking over the dark pupils, yet he remained in place. She rose and released her weight, the feeling was exquisite as she stretched around his wide girth. Holy hell, it was amazing, her slick channel meeting him. They were perfect together. His hands slipped around to grip her hips, and he cocked his head as if to ask her if she was still okay with all of this? Did she feel safe? Did she feel secure? Did she feel loved? Hell yeah to all of it. She nodded and continued building up speed as he gripped her hips tighter, pulling her on and off him. So fast, so hot, so damn amazing.

  She felt a tender breath of warm air on her neck and turned slightly to see Noah. He smiled and caressed her neck with his soft tongue, and she sank back down, onto Trae and leaned her back into Noah’s chest. The soft hair tickled her back, and she giggled at the overwhelming feeling of Noah’s chest, fingers, and tongue and Trae’s hard fingers and thick cock. Overstimulated and out of breath, she let them both take over the moment, reveling in the build of energy within her.

  Looking back and forth between these two amazing men, it all clicked into place. The fierce love shining from their gazes meant safety. They would never harm her in any way. This didn’t just feel right. It wasn’t what her Alpha needed. It wasn’t what her new beta mate needed. Hell, her bear was quietly standing back in a corner of her mind, just waiting for her to come to the right conclusion. She was stronger than she realized. And this, the three of them, was her home. To make them change their whole scene for her screamed of love and patience, but also of something missing. And she knew just how to make things right. She no longer feared letting go of control, or a male hurting her. These males were hers, and they would die to make her life perfect. And she would give them their perfect mating in return. She owed them that much. No, it wasn’t anything owed. It was her gift. To her mates.

  “Wait a sec.” She pulled away from Traeger and gave him a quick scowl when he grumbled at her. “Shut up a sec, will ya, Puss in Boots?”

  Turning to Noah, she pressed her hands against his chest and pressed him backward onto the foot of the bed. Thank God for Mrs. Gibbon’s foresight to have the extra-large king-plus-sized bed or poor Noah would have been on his head on the floor. As he lazily grinned and leaned back, she saw the spark of interest from his tiger. “Good kitty,” she purred and stroked the side of his penis then took him into her mouth.

  As Noah moaned, she raised her buttocks toward her Alpha in open invitation. “I’m yours.” She smiled at him and then returned her attentions to Noah’s thick cock. A drop of pre-cum dripped from the tip, and she licked it off, loving the salty taste of him, then took him into her mouth. She wasn’t scared anymore. As Trae kneeled behind her
, her bear rumbled in approval. She was finally doing it right. And it felt good. Trae took a bit of her juices from between her legs and tickled the rim of her bottom hole while kissing his way up her collarbone. One hand played with her clit, stroking and rubbing her into ecstasy while a finger on the other hand gradually entered her anus. It was tight, but good. And she wanted more. She groaned and removed herself from Noah’s lap long enough to glance at Traeger as he lovingly licked and touched every inch of her body. He kissed her lips, and two fingers entered.

  “Don’t forget about your other mate.” Trae gave her a little flick on her hip, sending her closer to another orgasm.

  Oh God yeah. As Noah gently but firmly pulled her back down to suck on his thick cock, Trae pressed a third finger into her anus.

  The loving strokes, back and forth, hot and wet, tight, but not too tight, as Noah fondled her breasts and kissed her everywhere he could. The feeling of rightness continued to build in her as each male took his time pleasuring every inch of her.

  Trae pulled out of her and planted a soft kiss on her neck. “It’s time, little bearling. Are you ready?”

  She nodded. She was more than ready.

  She maneuvered herself with Noah and Trae’s help, positioning herself above Noah’s jutting cock. She pressed herself down until he was fully seated within her, his thick girth filling her so amazingly. His eyes shone with love as he bent down and took her right nipple into his mouth and flicked and lathed it with his tongue. She closed her eyes and rocked up and down on Noah as Trae trickled something liquid down the crack of her rear end.

  “Tilt back a bit,” he commanded, and she obeyed, careful to keep Noah inside her. She didn’t want to lose the feeling of him.