Iron Will (Grizzly Encounters Book 1)

by Kris Norris

  Hot, crushing pressure encased his fingers, nearly taking him over. “So damn tight, sweetheart. I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my cock like this.”

  She didn’t answer, choosing that moment to wrap her lips around his shaft and take him deep to the back of her throat. Pleasure shot out from his sac, burning along his cock as he gritted his teeth, physically holding off his release. He paused with his fingers lodged inside her, doing his best to focus on how firmly she gripped him rather than the warm, wet glide of her mouth along his length. She must have hollowed her checks as the suction along his shaft increased, dimming the edges of his vision.

  He let his head bow forward, managing a few more passes of his fingers, as she continued to bob between his legs. “Just remember. You’re next, sweetheart.”

  She popped off him, nipping at the crown. “All the more reason to taste you this go ‘round.”

  He shook his head, despite the fact he knew she was watching him. “I need—”

  “I know what you need, and you’ll get it. But I plan on getting what I need, too. And right now, I need you to come in my mouth and all over my chest.”

  Cullen growled, the animal side of him wanting to stake his claim other ways, when Lucas smacked his ass, reminding Cullen the other man hadn’t come close to finishing what he’d started. Cullen glanced over his shoulder, noting the feral look in his mate’s eyes as he slathered his cock with oil, smoothing more around Cullen’s hole before locking their gazes together.

  Lucas tsked. “Did you really think I’d be that patient? Allow you to change the course of events? It’s time for me to finally take what’s mine.” He wrapped one arm around Cullen’s torso, yanking him back against his chest. “And you are mine, mate.”

  He scraped his teeth along Cullen’s shoulder, sending a rash of bumps cascading along his arms. Cullen closed his eyes, focusing on the way Lucas eased his cheeks apart with his other hand, brushing the head of his cock across Cullen’s ass. His mate pressed against the opening, pushing steadily forward as Cullen’s body resisted the intrusion. There were a few moments of burning pressure before his muscles relaxed, allowing Lucas to thrust inside him, slowly inching forward until his mate’s sac slapped against Cullen’s flesh.

  The hand on his chest flexed, Lucas’ nails scratching at Cullen’s skin. “Damn. I never expected…”

  He didn’t finish as he stopped with his cock fully inside Cullen before dragging it back, pausing with just the head rimming the hole. Cullen clenched his jaw, still adjusting to the sensation when Lucas slammed back in, making Cullen’s body shudder from the impact.

  His mate’s head fell to Cullen’s shoulder, Lucas’ breath hot against his flesh. “Christ, Cullen. So tight. So fucking good.” He drew a few gasping breaths before kissing him. “Are you okay? Is this too much?”

  Cullen growled, palming his hand over Lucas’ hold on his chest. He didn’t know if the sensation was too much or not enough. All he knew was that he’d lose his sanity if Lucas didn’t fuck him.

  He pressed into Lucas’ groin, keeping them locked together. “Stop worrying about if you’re hurting me and claim me, already.” Cullen moaned, shaking within the other man’s embrace. “Lucas, please…”

  Lucas growled, scraping his teeth along Cullen’s shoulder, again, before pulling back then driving forward. The hard penetration gave way to scorching need, each stroke echoed by an answering grunt from his bear. Cullen dug his fingers into the back of Lucas’ hand, anchoring himself as his mate pounded into him, his pace increasing. Cullen fought the release burning along his spine, trying to distract himself with the intricacies of the upcoming bridge crossing, when Hollis’ mouth returned to his cock.

  He opened his eyes, snapping his head down to gaze at her as she moved along his length, her skin gleaming beneath him. Christ, he’d left her hanging as soon as Lucas had pushed inside him.

  Hollis made a few more passes then eased free, glancing up at him. “I’d be more concerned if Lucas didn’t have all of your attention. Having tasted just a hint of what you’re experiencing…” She shivered, the sweet essence of her arousal thickening around them. “I’ve never seen anything so arousing as him claiming you. Besides, if you really want to please me, you’ll stop fighting and give me what I want.”

  She returned to his shaft, licking at the fluid that covered the head before sinking down the length. Each bob of her head seemed at odds with the biting penetration of Lucas’ thrusts, and Cullen knew he wouldn’t last long. After months of resisting their connection, he was just too far gone.

  Hollis moved along his cock, hollowing her cheeks, nearly pushing him over before popping free and dipping down to nuzzle his sac. One hand held his shaft, pumping it as best she could while the other slid behind his balls to vee around Lucas’ shaft—preceding every firm stroke forward. Every retreat. He clenched his jaw, trying to hold on, but aware he’d already lost the fight.

  He gathered her hair in his hands, tugging on it until she finally looked up at him. He moaned at the next sharp thrust, trying not to pull the strands too much. “I know you want to taste me, Hollis, but…I need to see my release painted across your chest. Another visible mark that you’re mine.”

  She glanced at his cock, licking her lips as if she planned on continuing before sighing. Instead, she pushed onto her knees, taking his mouth in a desperate kiss. Cullen used his other hand to drag her closer, moaning when she arched into him, letting him have complete control until. He plundered her mouth, holding on until his lungs burned before releasing her and resting his forehead on hers. His rough breath fluttered the hair around her face. She dropped another kiss on his chin then went to her elbows again, taking his straining cock in her mouth.

  “Hollis.”

  She eased free for a moment. “I promise some of your release will make it onto my skin, but…I need this. Need you.”

  How could he deny her? He sighed. “I won’t last another minute with both of you loving me.”

  “Then, don’t.”

  He clenched his jaw then tipped back his head, hitting Lucas’ shoulder as the man increased his pace, shimmying the bed against the wall with every thrust of his hips. Cullen held on tight, losing himself in the feel of his mates wrapped around him before grunting in defeat. Having Lucas fuck him was so much more than he’d anticipated, and he knew he’d never look at either of them the same way, again. He only hoped he measured up.

  Lucas licked his shoulder. “You’re fucking incredible. Come for me.”

  His mate struck, sinking his teeth into the muscle as the man’s cock swelled inside Cullen. He shouted Lucas’ name, praying he wasn’t yanking Hollis’ hair, as he gave into the rush of heat up his shaft. His cock flared then he was coming, his first spurt coating Hollis’ tongue. She hummed in seeming victory, swallowing the next pulse before pulling free and holding the tip against her chest. He emptied onto her flesh, each splash like a brand upon her skin.

  Cullen closed his eyes, content to ride out the rest of his orgasm as Lucas growled against his shoulder, the man’s shaft jerking inside Cullen as his mate climaxed—his teeth still locked in Cullen’s muscle. A sense of peace washed over him, his bear snorting his approval, despite the fact the damn thing already wanted to claim Lucas in the same fashion—filling Cullen’s head with images of their positions reversed. He mentally told the creature to back off, when Lucas chuckled against his skin, finally releasing him. A flick of the man’s tongue sent another rush of heat along Cullen’s veins, and for a moment, the thought he might finish, again.

  Lucas released a contented sigh, dropping a kiss on Cullen’s spine. “Not even a minute, and already your bear is pouting. Guess Kodiaks really are more highly strung than other grizzlies.”

  Cullen glanced back as his mate, noting the smug tilt to the man’s lips. “I’m sure your bear would be equally insistent if I’d claimed you, first. But…my animal can wait a few more minutes. Let me enjoy the simple pleasure of having you both surr
ounding me.”

  Lucas leaned forward, cupping Cullen’s chin as he drew him close enough to mold their lips together. Lucas’ scent filled Cullen’s senses, the essence tempered by a hint of his aroma. Cullen held the man’s gaze for a few more moments after Lucas eased back then turned to focus on Hollis. She’d relaxed onto her elbows, his seed splashed across her flesh. A wicked grin captured her lips as she looked back and forth between them.

  Lucas grunted behind Cullen, gently easing free before crawling onto the bed. Red flashed in the blue depths as his focus centered on Hollis’ chest. “Fuck, Hollis.”

  He reached for her, yanking her against them as his mouth came down hard on hers. She moaned into the kiss, blinking open her eyes once Lucas released her.

  He placed his hand on her chest, using one finger to spread Cullen’s seed across her skin. “I knew you’d have to taste him. But you’re not the only one.”

  Lucas lowered his head, sinking his teeth into her flesh. Hollis gasped, her eyes rolling shut as her back arched, her hair pooling on the blankets behind her. Cullen moved in beside her, staring at the spot Lucas had marked after his mate had eased back, stumbling off the bed.

  Cullen inhaled, smiling at the combined aromas of his mates. “Do you know what it does to me to smell my release mixed in with yours and Lucas’ scents? What it does to my bear?”

  She arched a brow. “I hope it makes you want to love Lucas in return. You could mark me in the same way once he’s emptied on my chest.”

  “Oh, sweetheart. While I love the thought of that, I can also smell how desperate you are.”

  “True. But I’m more desperate to have you touch Lucas. I can wait.”

  Cullen chuckled. “Based on the fact you’re drippin’ down your thighs, I’m thinkin’ you can’t.” His eyes narrowed. “Are we scaring you? Imagining us both taking you and actually having it happen are distinctly different. If you need more time—”

  “I’m not scared, Cullen. Promise. There isn’t a way either of you could touch or love me that doesn’t excite me. But I can also sense how much you need to finish your bond with Lucas. The same way he just did with you. I’m yours. Surely, your bears know that. But I sense your Kodiak isn’t quite as convinced where he’s concerned.”

  Cullen turned to glance at Lucas. His mate winked at him as he cleaned himself off, wetting a cloth before returning to the bed and rubbing a damp material along Cullen’s ass. Cullen clenched his teeth, his muscles tensing from the simple contact. God, just a touch and he wanted more. Wanted to feel Lucas give beneath him. Know the man belonged to him.

  Hollis sighed. “See? You must be desperate if I can hear you screaming Lucas’ name inside my head. You two can have me as soon as we recover. Promise. But for now, I want to watch you make love to him.”

  Cullen twisted back to face her. “I have every intention of claiming Lucas, but make no mistake. The only place he’s finishin’ is inside you.” He released one of her arms, massaging some of his seed into her skin before gathering more on his finger then sliding it along her cleft. “After we eat our fill.”

  She gasped as he shoved her thighs apart, making room for Lucas when the man shuffled in beside him. They each grabbed a leg and settled it over their shoulder, spreading her wide. Cullen let Lucas lead, licking a path along her folds then nipping at her clit. Hollis cried out, sinking her fingers into their hair as if needing the anchor to keep her from flying apart. Lucas made another pass, pausing to look over at Cullen. Moisture glistened on Lucas’ lips, begging to be tasted.

  “Damn good idea.” Cullen leaned into Lucas, taking his mouth in a hard blending of teeth and lips.

  Hollis’ sweet arousal burst along his tongue, mixed in with traces of spicy male. Cullen hummed, refusing to retreat until his lungs burned in need. He gasped in a breath, smiling at Lucas before focusing on Hollis. More arousal dampened her flesh, and Cullen bent forward—licking a path from her cleft to her clit. Her moan sounded through the room, another wash of arousal coating his tongue.

  He sank his finger inside her, watching as Lucas followed suit in her ass. The double penetration had her chanting their names as her head thrashed across the bed. Cullen repeated his thrust, inhaling sharply when he felt Lucas push into her ass, the ghosted feel spiking Cullen’s cock against his stomach. Despite the fact he’d just climaxed, his bear obviously wanted more.

  Cullen growled against her cleft, loving the way it made her tense in response. “Hell, yeah, sweetheart. I want you to come all over us.”

  Hollis fisted the sheets—muscles quivering, her eyes squeezed shut. She seemed determined to hold on until Lucas kissed his way along her torso, sipping one distended nipple into his mouth.

  She broke, her strangled cry filling the room. Tremors shook through her body as her skin flushed a deep shade of pink. Lucas ran his hands along her torso, finally bringing her back down. She gasped in a few rough breaths, blinking until she managed to open her eyes fully, focusing on Lucas as he hovered above her.

  A knowing smile curved the man’s lips as he gave her body a long sweep. “God, you’re beautiful when you orgasm. Thinkin’ we might need another change of plans. Watch you do that over and over and over.”

  She arched a brow, hissing out her next breath when Cullen eased his fingers free of her body. He raised them to his mouth, holding her gaze as he sucked off her release, knowing it wouldn’t be enough. That he’d never get enough of her. Of Lucas.

  Lucas snaked his arm around Cullen’s back, dragging him in for a harsh kiss—much like Cullen had done to him. His mate’s tongue swept into his mouth, tangling with his before retreating. Lucas hummed as he pulled back, brushing his thumb over the corner of Cullen’s mouth. “God, you two taste good together. I think…” He paused, glancing down at Hollis when she whimpered. He studied her, then cursed. “You need more, don’t you?” He shushed her with a gentle kiss. “So do we. Are you comfortable?”

  She nodded, brow slightly creased, when Lucas shifted his position, settling between her thighs. Cullen knew the moment his mate had thrust inside. Hollis’ head tilted back as her hands flexed against Lucas’ back, leaving tiny scratches across his skin. Lucas seemed equally affected, gathering her in his arms, claiming her mouth as he pumped his hips. Each stroke shook the bed, the steady creak of the springs spurring Cullen into action.

  He eased off the bed, retrieving the flask of oil Lucas had set on the small table next to them. Cullen drizzled a line along his cock, smoothing it around before setting the flask aside. His bear roared, eager to finally rid itself of any lingering doubts. Of finally knowing Lucas was his—completely.

  Lucas paused, his groin crushed against Hollis’ as he glanced at Cullen over his shoulder. His gaze fell to his shaft then tracked back to his face. “Like I said before, I’ve been yours since the day we met, but I’m all for making it official.”

  Cullen crawled in behind him. “Good. Then, you won’t mind shuffling back. Can’t claim your ass this far away, mate.”

  Lucas chuckled, cupping Hollis’ hips as Cullen helped drag them backwards until Lucas’ knees were near the edge. Cullen skimmed his hands along Lucas’ back, tracing the line of muscles as they twitched beneath his touch. The man was strong and lean, and just knowing he belonged to Cullen…

  Lucas chuckled, again. “Feeling a bit possessive?”

  Cullen smacked the man’s ass, moaning at the way he flexed from the simple contact. “Your bear’s no different, as proof from the marks on my shoulder.”

  “Then, stop wasting time and fuck me, already. Silence that voice inside your head.”

  Cullen smiled. Seemed his Kodiak wasn’t the only one on the edge. “It’s more of a constant growl, but you’re right. It’s time.”

  He smoothed his fingers along Lucas’ crease, spreading the oil across his skin before pausing at the puckered opening. He touched the furl of skin, giving Lucas a moment to anticipate his next move before slowly sinking his finger inside. Cullen moaned a
t the firm pressure along his finger, pushing all the way in before easing back out. He repeated the process, adding a second digit once Lucas’ muscles had relaxed.

  He leaned over his mate, nipping at the man’s shoulder. “Mine, Lucas. You, Hollis, your bear. All of you belong to me. Mine to love. Mine to protect.” He eased back, pressing the head of his cock against the tight ring of muscles. “You’d both best remember that.”

  He pushed forward, keeping the pressure constant until the tip slipped inside. Hot, slippery flesh wrapped around Cullen’s shaft, and he couldn’t stop from thrusting forward, hilting himself inside Lucas. His mate clenched around him, Lucas’ head bowing toward his chest.

  Hollis slid her hands along Lucas’ back, massaging the man’s skin, until some of the tension eased. Then, she threaded one hand through his hair, drawing him down to her and slanting her lips over his. The position raised Lucas’ hips slightly, giving Cullen the perfect opportunity to start up a steady rhythm.

  He drew back, grunting at the loss of contact before sinking back inside—reclaiming the lost inches. He pressed his groin into Lucas’ backside, enjoying the slap of the other man’s sac against his before repeating the thrust, this time with a bit more force. Lucas met his stroke with a tilt of his hips, angling Cullen even deeper.

  Cullen cursed, tightening his grip on Lucas’ hips as he thrust, again, harder, faster. After fighting their attraction for so long, Cullen wanted to make this moment last. Draw it out until he’d had a chance to memorize every detail. The way Lucas’ body gave around him. The firm press of his muscles beneath Cullen’s hands. The contrast between Lucas’ skin and Hollis’ as their mate writhed beneath them, her soft cries adding to the heady atmosphere. Once wouldn’t come close to being enough, and Cullen was quickly losing the fragile hold he had over his control.

  Lucas growled, glancing back at him across his shoulder. “This is just the beginning, Cullen. We have a lifetime of nights ahead of us. So, stop worryin’ about holding on and stake your damn claim.”