Surrounded By Fur [3xtasy Lake 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Corinne Davies

  “Now she’s done it,” Gavin commented as River felt herself tossed over Hugh’s shoulder. There, now he’ll take me outside and let me go. I’m not worth the bother. But he turned and started walking toward the bar.

  “What the fu—” Hugh smacked her hard on her upturned ass. “Ow, that hurt!”

  “Stop swearing.”

  “Kiss my—” His hand came down hard again. “I didn’t swear that time,” she hollered. Her body felt more alive than she had in her entire life. She must be developing a twisted sense of worth if having someone smack her ass a couple times turned her on.

  “You were about to.” Hugh marched down the hallway. River was dangling down his back, staring at the ass right in front of her. Hugh had an incredible body and his ass was bite-worthy.

  “Careful, Hugh. She’s eyeing your ass like a piece of chocolate cake.”

  River looked up and glared at Boyd, then flipped him the bird. She didn’t want Hugh to know she was interested in him or any of them for that matter. A moment later another burst of heat exploded on the cheek of her ass. “Ow! What was that for?”

  “Because you’re predictable.”

  “Don’t worry, River. We’ll kiss every smack you get better.” Gavin wiggled his eyebrows at her and she just resisted the urge to flip him the bird, too. Her pussy was soaking wet from the smacks Hugh had already given her and that was disconcerting enough. Any more and she might be tempted to take on all three of them, but there was no way she could ever get involved with one bear, let alone three.

  “Listen, I’m sorry I broke in. I needed a place to crash.” She needed to get out of here and soon. The longer she spent in their presence, the more she wanted to stay. “I swear I won’t do it again if you let me go.”

  “Don’t worry about it, River.” Boyd’s lips curled like the hungry predator she knew hid beneath that furry exterior. “We wanted you to come to us so it’s a win-win all around.”

  “What does that mean?”

  A low growl rumbled from Hugh and she felt him turn his head and bite her thigh, yanking her attention back to him. His hand roamed over her ass and she tightened her butt, thinking she was about to get smacked again. She felt his chuckle under her hands where they lay on his back.

  “Where are you taking me?” She couldn’t define her emotions right then. There was the anxiety that came with being so close to bears and the fact she had been thrown over Hugh’s shoulder and carted back through the brewery. Top it off with a healthy dose of excitement and adrenaline, and no wonder she couldn’t figure her feelings out. Each of these men was incredibly gorgeous, and she already knew they were good people. She’d heard multiple stories about their generous natures and how they were always there to help out when needed. Neither of the men following would answer her, and that spiked her concern again. Gavin jogged past her and Hugh, opening a door by the sounds of it. Boyd was watching her, and when she met his gaze he winked at her. Rationally she knew they weren’t planning on killing her, but they were bears, and she knew they could snap at a moment’s notice. They were notoriously short-tempered, and by the growls Hugh was making he was close.

  She looked around and tried to decide what would be her quickest exit and how to get to it. She was fast and could easily outmaneuver the guys as long as she stayed out of arm’s length. The trick was to get away from Hugh. He was going to have to put her down sooner or later, and that was when she would make a break for it.

  The world tilted suddenly and before she could react she found herself over Hugh’s legs on the sofa she was sleeping on earlier. “Now for punishment for breaking into our place.”

  “Are you crazy? Fuck you!” River bucked against Hugh’s hand and almost managed to free herself from his grip, but his heavy arm came down over the small of her back, anchoring her in place. She cried out when she felt his hand come down hard on her ass. She knew it was for her language, and she bit off the stream of obscenities threatening to escape her lips. The layers of clothes muted the sensation, and she rebelled against the need to feel his hand on her skin. Boyd crouched down by her head and clasped her hands in one of his.

  “Boyd, make him let me go.” She asked the words but didn’t really mean them. She couldn’t explain the riot of emotion that was running through her at this moment. One thing she did know was she had the attention of three very big men solely on her.

  Instead, Boyd leaned forward and ran his tongue along her lower lip and then rubbed his cheek against hers. The gentle touch calmed her anxiety slightly, but feeling Hugh’s hand stroking her ass kept her aware of what was happening.

  “Are you sure you want that, River?” Boyd asked her. He lifted her hand and nipped at one of her fingers before pressing it against his lips. She was fascinated by how such a big man could have such soft lips.

  She felt her shoes being removed and turned to look, but Boyd captured her face. “Keep looking at me, River.” She focused on his face and he seemed to be searching hers, looking for something. Hugh’s hand roamed over her ass and thighs in long strokes that were almost like reverent petting. His fingers dipped down between her legs, and she felt her body respond with a rush of cream. Her ass tingled and his touch was muted. The combination frustrated her and frightened her at the same time.

  “You have no idea how badly we want this, River.”

  “What, to beat my ass?” she flipped back. Even she felt the way the room stilled around her after that comment. Hugh’s hand lay motionless on her ass, and Boyd’s expression darkened.

  “That’s what you think this is about, River?”

  She didn’t know what this was about or why they kept saying her name over and over. All she knew was she wanted to goad him into more and that scared her, too. She shrugged one shoulder as if none of this affected her.

  “Then we’ll show you what this is about,” Gavin said as she felt someone pull her pants down her legs, taking her panties along with them. She tried to fight, but Hugh’s grip wouldn’t let her move. The moment his heavy, hot hand came down on her ass cheek, she stilled. The shock of pain rushed through her system followed by warmth filling her pussy. Hugh smacked her ass again and then again.

  Boyd leaned close and kissed her jaw. “Still want me to tell him to stop, River?”

  Hugh smacked her ass and then ran his hand lightly over the skin. She felt more stroking along her legs and feet. She clenched as the sensation ran over the back of her knees. The strokes dipped down almost between her legs, but then his hand lifted away. She moaned at the denied stroke. A couple of chuckles drew her attention and sparked her temper, but before she could say anything Boyd kissed her again.

  His satiny lips stroked over hers. He cupped the back of her head with one hand and kept the grip on her wrists with the other. His tongue invaded her mouth, plundering and making her want more but denying her. He pulled back slightly and pressed kisses to her ear, where he bit lightly on her lobe. “Tell me no, River. Say no and this all stops. Keep fighting this, I dare you.”

  “Bite me,” River snapped automatically and heard another round of low chuckles. The sounds danced over her skin, raising all the tiny hairs.

  “That’s not polite, River.” Hugh growled behind her and his hand came down on her ass again, making her jump. She wouldn’t have described them as hits, more like taps, but they stung, and the heat built up and up until she was lifting her ass to meet his hand.

  “That’s right,” Boyd whispered in her ear. “We can make you feel so good if you let us.” She felt Boyd run his hand down her neck and then over her collarbone, teasing the skin along the V-neck of her T-shirt.

  The sensation of so many hands on her at once was overwhelming and exquisite at the same time. The intensity frightened her, but she craved it. Overwhelmed by the contradictions, she fought the strength of what was building inside her.

  Hugh slapped her ass hard. The tips of his fingers smacked her pussy lips and she began to tremble. She felt her legs being drawn open and foug
ht against him. She wanted more, needed something she’d never found before, but the intensity of it frightened her. Denial was her only defense right now.

  “That’s it, little kit. Make them earn it.” Boyd continued his encouragement in her ear. A dark voice fed a need she didn’t know lived inside her. “Don’t give in easily. Make those two work for it.”

  Another smack to her ass made her skin burn. A rough hand caressed her fiery skin, soothing it before dipping down and stroking the outer lips of her pussy. She could feel her body shaking, reaching for something as she felt her cream being spread all over her pussy.

  “She’s so wet,” Gavin growled. A large hand grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart, exposing her completely to the men behind her.

  “Beautiful,” Hugh breathed, and she felt a wet finger circle her back opening.

  River wrapped one arm around Boyd’s shoulders, her face buried in his neck, holding to her only anchor in this tumultuous storm of emotions. “I can’t, too much.”

  “Yes, you will.”

  “Let go, we’ll keep you safe.”

  Hugh’s voice was a sharp demand whereas Boyd’s was a caress against her senses. She felt her body being stroked and explored. One of them painted a streak of cream down her leg and then followed it with his tongue. Fingers circled around the entrance to her pussy, keeping her balanced on a precipice.

  “Both Gavin and Hugh can’t get enough of touching you. You like having four hands playing with your body and spanking your ass.” Boyd ran his tongue along the outer edge of her ear. “When they’re done, I’m going to get my face right up against that luscious pussy of yours and lick up all the delicious honey I can smell you spilling right now.”

  Never had anyone ever done that to her. The amount of trust to allow someone so close to her pussy was something River had never been able to give anyone. Her experience with sex was contained to quick, fumbling fucks in the backseat of a car or at concerts. Emotionless, commitment-free events never satisfied her. This time she couldn’t separate her emotions if she wanted to. She felt more connected to these three men than she had anyone else in her lifetime. She trusted them already and that sent a bolt of shock through her muddled senses.

  “When they make you come, kit”—Boyd’s voice was low and rumbled against her skin—“I want you to come hard for me, because when I get my mouth on you and taste all your creamy honey you’re going to scream again.”

  She felt a growl vibrate against her skin as her body spilled another rush of moisture. She couldn’t tell whose fingers were whose as they took turns swirling around her pussy. One centered on her cunt and the other her ass. Stroking her, playing her like a string instrument drawn too taut. She shuddered but didn’t know how to reach what she wanted.

  “Now, kit, come for me now.” Boyd’s tone demanded and she wanted to obey but fought it.

  “Can’t.”

  “You will.” A finger pushed into her cunt at the same time one breached her ass. The dual penetration was such a shock. Her breath caught, and then the most intense sensation burst out over her. It swamped her with a flow of white-hot sensation and sent an electrifying bolt through her system. She shook and cried out, her fingers gripping Boyd, her anchor in this storm of excess. She couldn’t stop the tremors that racked her body. She made it over the initial peak and caught her breath only to feel the fingers retreat and then press back into her ass and cunt. They took turns rocking into her.

  River tried to hide from the intimacy Boyd wanted, but he wouldn’t let her. “River, open your eyes!” She blinked and looked straight at him. “That’s right. Let me watch you this time. God, you’re beautiful when you come.”

  She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. All she heard was a guttural moan and the sound of material tearing as another orgasm ripped through her system with an intensity she had no defenses against.

  Chapter Six

  “She’s back.”

  River blinked her eyes and tried to focus on the dark blob looking over her. Hugh’s features slowly came into focus. “If that’s punishment, I’m going to break in again,” River whispered and was gifted with the most beautiful smile.

  “If that’s what it takes, then I’ll never get that pane of glass fixed,” Gavin replied as Hugh helped her to sit up. She felt something slip on her arms and caught it. Someone had wrapped the blanket over her. Her body hummed with contentment, and to her amazement, need continued to simmer below the surface.

  Hugh stood easily with her in his arms and then passed her over into Boyd’s arms. “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “Don’t you remember what I said to you?” Boyd carried her over to the bar tables and sat her on the top of one.

  “What happened to your neck?” She stared at the semicircle of teeth marks on his shoulder and the way his shirt was ripped.

  Gavin grinned wickedly at her and lifted her T-shirt over her head. “Darlin’, you’re amazing for a man’s ego.”

  Boyd pulled up a chair and slid her ass to the table’s edge. In that moment, River remembered what he had promised to do. Her breath caught in her throat, and he pressed her knees wide apart. “That’s a pretty pussy.” He teased her inner thighs with his thumbs. “I’m going to drown in all this honey.”

  Gavin cupped the back of her neck and distracted her from his brother. “I want to feel your lips on my cock while you come, River. Please.”

  Boyd licked and made her jump. “Lay her back, Gavin. I want to feast.”

  River willingly lay back on the table and Gavin loomed over her. She reached out and stroked his hard cock through his pants. She could feel the length and impressive thickness, and a shiver danced along her skin.

  “But where’s—”

  “Don’t worry about me, River,” Hugh commented from the sofa. She looked over and watched, mesmerized, as he stroked his cock as she watched. She could see how thick he was from there, and while his hand could reach around himself she’d bet she couldn’t. He smiled lazily at her and she felt an urge to wipe that smile off his face. She wanted to see the dark intensity he’d shown earlier.

  “We’re all voyeurs to an extent, but he’s the worst.” Gavin undid his pants with a moan and freed his erect cock. She reached out and wrapped her hand around him. He was thick, too, but then, what did she expect? His shirt hung open, framing his torso and the hair that coated his chest and lightly dusted his stomach. Fascinated, she reached out and slid her fingers along the crisp hair. It tickled her fingertips, and she imagined what it would feel like against her breasts.

  “Oh, yeah. Keep going.” Gavin braced himself over her head and leaned his torso closer to her. His cock bounced, hard and flushed, as she slowly made her way down over his stomach and into the curly hair surrounding the base of his cock.

  Boyd stroked her thighs and lightly teased the drenched pussy lips as she circled the tip of Gavin’s cock with her fingertip. She traced her fingers down the shaft, exposing the plum head of his cock. It jerked in her grasp and she tilted the head down to run her tongue over the tip like she was licking an ice-cream cone.

  Gavin reached down and ripped the fabric between the cups of her bra. “Hey!” River gasped, her indignation lost under the excitement of Gavin’s obvious lack of finesse.

  “I’ll buy you a hundred more,” Gavin whispered as he cupped her breast. She loved the warmth of his skin against his hand. He scissored a nipple between his fingers and she felt the pulls at the same time as Boyd pressed his tongue against her pussy and groaned. It felt like the two of them found the ends of the same electrical current and pulled. River arched up into Gavin’s touch as she dug her heels into Boyd’s shoulders.

  Boyd wriggled slightly, ripping his shirt off his body, and then she felt the warmth of his skin under her calves. He kissed the inside of each thigh and then cupped her ass. Her bum still stung from Hugh’s earlier ministrations, but it wasn’t painful. It added another layer of sensations to this experience. Her body
reacted quickly and she felt herself growing wet and heard Boyd’s pleasure-filled moan.

  Focusing back on Gavin, she wrapped her lips around his cock. She relaxed as best she could around his girth and flicked her tongue over the hot, plum-shaped head. His unique flavor teased her taste buds and made her hungry for more. She’d never met such generous lovers. While her experience in receiving pleasure was limited, she knew how to give it and enjoyed it.

  Gavin rocked against her lips and she sucked on him, drawing him deeper into her mouth as she ran her tongue over him. Sucking on him like a triple thick milkshake, she felt him shudder. “Jesus, fuck, she’s good.” He groaned.

  River felt a rush of power and would’ve grinned if she could have. She looked up at Gavin. His head was thrown back, and his neck muscles strained. She loved the way a man looked when he was lost in his own pleasure. Any fears she might have had were pushed away by the image of Gavin’s vulnerable moment. Feeling the rush of power, she cupped his testicles in her fingers and rolled them around, pulling gently on the heavy weight.

  Gavin stroked deeper but she was prepared for it, swallowing as his cock hit the back of her throat. She curled her fingers and scored his balls with her nails, making him snarl and push down into her throat. When he tried to retreat, she sucked hard, hollowing out her cheeks.

  Boyd tongued her slit, then sucked it between his lips and thrashed at the nub with his tongue at the same time as Gavin surged into her mouth again. She cried out against his cock and heard him groan in response. She curled her fingers around the arm Boyd had wrapped around her thigh. River didn’t know exactly where all the delicious sensations were coming from, nor did she care.

  She rode the wave of pleasure that surged up from her pussy and along the path Gavin took shuttling in and out of her mouth. She could feel the energy rocking back and forth, and with each pass through her she climbed higher and higher.