by Hazel Gower
Sandy wondered if she should tell the truth or stretch it a bit. Stretching won. “Oh, I don’t know. It feels a lot longer than it actually has been.”
He seemed to think about this for a moment before he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the entrance. “If it’s still new, then I have a chance. You might find I’m better.”
Sandy held back the gagging noise that threatened to escape and rushed inside, hoping when they reached everyone else, he would leave her alone.
****
Glancing at his partner David, who was a lion shifter, Jake muttered, “If you had a mate, then I’m sure you would be doing the same as me right now.”
David grunted and patted him on the back. “Maybe, but didn’t you say Zack was here too with front row tickets.”
“Yep. She doesn’t know that though.”
David shook his head. “The concert has been on for three hours now. It shouldn’t have much more to go.”
“I’m going to surprise her. There should be an hour left. I’ve let her have most of the show with her girlfriends. I’ve been so focused on the shifter killer. I want to enjoy some fun time with her.”
His partner grinned. “You telling me you don’t have fun with her?”
Jake winked at David and thumped him on the back as he showed his badge to security to be let in.
After wandering through the masses, he finally got to the VIP seating area and searched for where Sandy had said she and her friends were going to be, only to pause at the sight before him. Sandy and her friends were jumping up and down, singing. Sandy was at the end of the aisle next to a guy who kept touching her. Jake noticed the man never took his eyes off Sandy.
David grabbed his arm and whispered, “Calm yourself. Look up. Zack’s on his way to rescue her.”
Jake looked up to see a very angry Zack stalking towards Sandy. The song ended and a ballad came on. Sandy sat with her friends, and he watched as the guy wrapped his arm around Sandy’s waist. He turned her and kissed her. Seeing red, Jake easily got out of David’s hold and stormed in front of David as Zack reached the couple.
Jake yanked the guy off Sandy. Zack pulled her into his arms. Jake picked the guy up to face him and let his bear shine through as he growled, “Do you want to tell us why you’re touching my woman?”
The man trembled in his hands as he stuttered, “I-I-I didn’t know.”
There was a huff behind the guy and Sandy muttered, “I said I was in a relationship. I forgot to mention they are Neanderthals.”
The guy croaked out, “They?”
He watched as Sandy nodded and pushed at Zack to get out of his hold. “I was dating the lughead that has you now. And the one that has me in his grasp. And if he doesn’t let me go, he will be missing some vital organs.”
Zack growled and let her go.
She marched up to Jake and yelled over the music, “Put him down now.”
Jake turned his best glare at her, the one that had die-hard criminals shaking in their boots.
She narrowed her eyes and growled, “If you don’t put him down now, we’re through, and I will go and kiss as many guys as I want.”
Snarling, Jake let the guy drop. Then he grabbed Sandy around the waist and threw her over his shoulder.
David held his badge out to anyone who dared to interfere as Sandy screamed, kicked, and pounded on his back. He didn’t need to look behind him to know Zack followed.
Feeling better with each step he took away, Jake laughed when they reached the gates to leave, and Sandy screamed.
“If you make me leave this concert, I will cut off your balls and feed them to you while you sleep. If you take one step farther, I will skin you alive. I always did want a bear throw rug to walk over.”
He ignored her and walked out the gates, pausing to growl to Zack, “Where did you park?
“Over the road at the house. I was going to stay tonight.”
“Good.” He turned to his work partner. “David, I’m done for the night.” David smirked and walked to the car they came in.
Sandy squealed the whole time and in between yelled, “Corrupt cops. Save me.”
He smacked her bottom, and she let out a surprised gasp. “Do you want to tell me why that guy had his hands on you?”
“No, not particularly,” Sandy huffed out as he slowly moved her down his body.
“Okay, let’s try again. Tell me why that man had his hands on you.”
He and Zack moved her between them as they reached the road, each holding one of her arms.
Sandy looked around her before letting out a loud sigh. “Fine, but don’t get angry because I’ve had this concert organized since way before I met you two.” She shook her head. “To get my tickets, I promised I would finally agree to go on a date with the boss’s brother.”
Jake couldn’t help the snarl that escaped. And he saw Zack was having the same problem keeping his bear in check.
Sandy glanced cautiously at both of them. “Um, I did tell him I was in a relationship.”
He snarled and fought his bear to not take over.
“Stop that. We’ve only been together for two weeks, a very long two wee…” She trailed off as they come to the three-story manor house. “Holy crap.”
“Our family owns most of the vineyards around here. This is mine,” Jake said as he opened the massive oak doors.
Sandy walked into the white marble hall. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the two spiral staircases that led to the upper levels. “Wow. I thought you were out of my league before, but this just confirms it.” Sandy spun in a circle and then looked longingly at the door. “I really should go. I’m so angry with you two right know.”
Jake watched as Zack pulled Sandy to him. “I was going to bring you here and surprise you at the end of the concert. I was going to have a special night with you, and Jake was going to have tomorrow night with you.”
Jake came up behind her and whispered, “We were trying to take it slow, and woo you, but…” Jake spun her to face him. “After what you did tonight, I think we need to show you who you belong to.”
He picked her up and wrapped her legs around him. He nodded to Zack, who ran up the stairs before him.
She stared up at him. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
He leaned down as he walked up the steps and nipped her neck. “Oh, Little Red, I promise by the time we’ve finished with you, that’s not what you will be screaming.”
He walked into the large bedroom with a huge custom-made bed and placed her in the middle. “Clothes off now unless you want them in shreds.”
Sandy must have seen how deadly serious he was because she slipped out of her clothes really fast. He growled when he saw her matching black lace underwear.
“You wore that for him.”
Her eyes widened as she shook her head. “I was going to surprise you when I got home.”
He nodded and unbuttoned his uniform. Her eyes lit up and she slowly moved towards him.
“Have I mentioned how hot you look in your uniform?” She shivered and ran her hands up his chest. “You and Zack make it so hard to stay mad when you look so good.”
He captured her hand as Zack came in with a plate of fruit, a jar of honey, and lube. He placed the stuff beside the bed.
Jake let go of her hand, finished getting naked, and chucked his clothes into the corner. He grabbed some peaches and rubbed them over the tops of her breasts.
She glared down at him for a moment. “You’re going to get me all sticky…”
Her voice trailed off as he licked the path the peaches had gone and pushed her breasts up out of the bra to trace her nipples. He left a slice of peach balancing on the edge of her breast. “Don’t move, or you will be punished.” Her eyes shot to him and they filled with fire.
Jake watched as Zack slid her panties off her legs slowly and then got an orange and dribbled it from her belly button down her rounded stomach to the bright red thatch of hair. Zack put the fruit above her hair
line, went to the bathroom, and came back with a bowl of water, shaving foam, and a razor.
He grabbed Sandy as Zack grinned at her. “Firebird, be still. I don’t want any accidents.”
Sandy came to life and thrashed about to get away. The fruit they’d placed fell to the bed. “No, Zack, don’t you dare.”
Jake leaned down and kissed her lips and head as Zack put the shaving foam on her. “Little Red, this will be all the better for us to eat you with.” He growled and nipped her neck.
Sandy moaned, “I hate you both.”
He nipped her ear and kissed it better. “No, you don’t. By the end of tonight, you will love us.”
“Ha, keep dreaming, big boy.”
She gritted her teeth and Jake sighed in relief when he felt Zack get off the bed. He turned and looked down at her bare pussy. “Oh, so pretty.”
Zack came back and nodded to him. Jake reached down and placed the fruit and honey on the bed. Looking her over, Jake licked his lips in anticipation. Placing a slice of peach on each of her breasts, he drizzled honey on her nipples.
Jake dived in to taste his handy work, moaning at her and the fruits’ combined tastes. Sandy cried out, and she held him to her.
****
Zack looked at the prize before him and watched as Jake dived for her honey-and-peach-coated nipples.
He stared at the perfect pink pussy before him and smoothed his hand over her before he poured honey on her. His bear was eager to taste, so grabbing the oranges, he squeezed the juices over her stomach again and watched the juice trails fall. He dipped down to follow the juice trail, licking and sucking his way to his honey-coated prize.
Sandy writhed beneath him and screamed, “Oh God, yes. More, more please.”
Zack sucked in her nub, groaning at the taste. Slowly moving down, he slipped his tongue into her core and growled as her cream mixed with the honey on his mouth.
He lifted her ass and pulled her closer to him so that he could go deeper. He growled against her pussy, and she started moaning and thrashing against him, begging.
“I need to come. Oh, please make me come, Zack.”
He paused, his dick painfully hard.
Zack snarled and she growled. “No, please don’t stop. I’m almost there. Let me come, Zack.”
Zack fought his bear and knew Jake must be having the same problem. He opened the lube and placed a good amount on his hands. Moving his mouth over her clit, he sucked it in while he slowly moved his lube-coated finger into her arse. Zack felt her body freeze as his finger pushed through the tight ring.
“Zack, no.”
He watched as Jake kissed her and muttered, “I promise it will feel good.”
Zack moved his finger all the way in. Once in, he slowly added the second finger. She moved away from him and he held her stomach. “I promise we’ll make it feel good, my Firebird.”
Sandy shook her head but stopped moving and closed her eyes. He gently scissored his fingers. He added more lube and leaned back down to suck on her clit. He kept a rhythm, moving his fingers in and out, sucking on her nub, and lapping at her pussy. Sandy relaxed into him and started pushing back on his fingers. He added a third and nipped her clit as Jake bit her nipple.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes.”
Sandy came and he drank her in. Zack reached for the lube, lathered his cock, and carefully slid his dick into her tight arse. He closed his eyes as the tight muscles squeezed around him.
Zack was barely conscious of Jake moving down her body.
****
The euphoric feeling was replaced with a burning, stretching sensation. She felt Zack moving into her arse. “Please, no more. You’re too big.”
Zack grunted and slid out only to lie down and move her on top of him before guiding himself back in. This time she cried out as Jake sucked on her clit, giving long strong pulls as Zack eased himself in.
The burning sensation sent tingles up her spine and built higher when Zack moved and Jake placed a long thick finger in her pussy.
“God, I need… Oh, it burns. I… Oh.”
Jake added another finger as his hands trailed up and down her stomach. All the while she chanted, “Please, please, please.”
Zack moved faster. The pleasure and pain that washed over her drove her mad. She gripped Jake’s hair and begged, “Please, I need to…”
Sandy moved her hands down to help herself, but Jake grabbed them. “Uh-uh, you are not to touch. “ Jake gripped her hand which left her pussy free.
Desperate for release, she ground against Zack. Jake slowly moved up her body and hovered over her, his dick at her pussy. “Whose are you?”
She glared at Jake as she tried to rub against his cock to get it where she wanted it. He grinned and pushed into her, giving her what she wanted, only to pull out when she was ready to explode.
“No,” she yelled in frustration as the burning, tingling sensation that filled her was ready to overflow. Sandy didn’t think she could take anymore.
Jake tilted her head up, and she rested it back on Zack’s shoulder.
“Whose are you, Little Red? “
Sandy shook her head in frustration.
They both growled and Zack started to slip out. Jake repeated, “Whose are you, Sandy?”
She snarled, “I’m yours.”
He slid back in. “Whose?”
“I’m Zack’s and Jake’s, Jake’s and Zack’s.” Those were the winning words as they both slammed home. “Yes, fuck yes!”
Jake held her and looked into her eyes. “You’re ours. We’re never letting you go. No one can make love to you like we do.”
Sandy nodded, too far gone. For what felt like hours, Zack and Jake kept steady rhythm. She reached for the peak she could feel at boiling point ready to blow. Zack thrust deep and a shiver of pain and pleasure shot through her, sending her into the most intense orgasm of her life. Jake and Zack bit her shoulder like the first time they were together, only this time, they both came with her. She felt warmth flood her as she reached her euphoric state.
Sated and sticky, she could barely move. She fought to keep herself awake so she could shower. Sandy winced when Zack kissed her shoulder and slid out. Jake moved them to the side, snuggling her to him. She felt him slip out, and sighed. She told herself she was going to have a talk with her men as they hadn’t used condoms. She berated herself that she hadn’t gone and seen the doctor herself to get the pill. Closing her eyes, she promised herself she would make an appointment on Monday.
Chapter Seven
Groaning, Sandy snuggled into hard muscular bodies, feeling tender but relaxed and reluctant to wake. Zack’s hands were on her waist, his index finger drawing circles. Slowly cracking an eye open, she looked up at Jake’s face and noticed the strained lines around his eyes and mouth like he was having a bad dream.
She heard a muffled ring tone of The Doors’ “Light My Fire.” It rang until it rang out and then it started ringing again. Groaning, she got out of bed after carefully detangling herself from her men. Searching in Zack’s jeans, she pulled out the phone and answered in a whisper, “Hello, Zack’s phone.”
“Ah, good, he got himself a secretary who can actually answer a phone,” a woman said on the other end.
“Ma’am, I’m not his secretary, but I can give him a message.”
There was a loud huff on the other end before the woman answered, “Well, what are you doing…? Oh, you are one of those girls, are you? All right then, put some clothes on and get a pen and paper to write down what I’m going to tell you.”
Sandy gritted her teeth, picked up Zack’s shirt, slipped into it, and walked out of the room, ready to tell the lady off, but the woman continued.
“Okay, surely I’ve given you enough time. Look, this is important. Tell Zack he has to be at his sister’s engagement party tonight, and he has to wear a tux to cover his tattoos. And if the dates I have lined up for him ask what he does, tell him to just say he owns some businesses. Do you think you
can do this before you leave?”
Trying to keep her temper in place because she knew this was a family member, Sandy asked, “May I ask who this is?”
“Yes, tell him his mother called.” And she hung up.
Sandy stared at the mobile. Oh God, she was the lovely woman Susie talked about. Surely Susie was joking.
Sandy looked around her at the extravagant interior and the hall she was now in with doors all along it. This house and this type of living was way out of her league. Sandy wondered if she should worry whether Jake’s and Zack’s family would accept her.
She chuckled at the thought of being worried about being accepted by the Bears when only hours ago her men carried her kicking and screaming out of a concert. Sandy hated to admit it, but their alpha ways turned her on big time. She would deny it if anyone asked, but she’d loved that they’d claimed her in front of so many people. She wasn’t one for Neanderthals, but Jake and Zack were changing her mind. She wandered the house, getting more anxious the more she saw.
Finally she found a door leading outside and opened it, needing to get away from everything. Sandy wished she was home so she could snuggle in her own bed and get up and make breakfast for her family. Finding a table and chairs that looked out at the valley toward the grapevines, she sat and listened, watching the morning fog lift, and tried not to think about last night.
She didn’t know whether to be angry at Jake and Zack for embarrassing her and probably getting her fired or grateful they saved her from Mr. Grabby. Oh God, what would she do without a job? What was she doing full stop?
Bringing her knees up, she tucked them under her chin and placed the phone she forgot she held on the table. Tears she’d been holding in since she spoke to Zack’s mother slipped down her cheek. Fuck, her life was so crazy right now. Dealing with being potentially unemployed and her boyfriends’ mothers not liking her was just too much to handle.
Sobs started to rack her body and she couldn’t seem to stop them. So much had happened in such a short time. Sandy didn’t know what to do.
Closing her eyes she sat for a while and just let it all out until she felt Jake’s hands come around her waist to pick her up and place her on his lap.
