by Sable Sylvan
Nathan pressed the tip of his cock against Red’s entrance. “Do you want this?” he asked with his deep, husky voice.
“Oh, yes,” moaned Red. “Please, Nathan, I want it so badly.”
“Of course you do,” said Brandon, rubbing Red’s breasts. “Let’s see you take that big, hard shaft.” He kissed her deeply, entering her mouth with his tongue as Nathan entered Meredith’s honeypot with the tip of his cock.
Meredith had never expected her threesome dream to come true and she never would have guessed that Nathan was just as big in real life as he was in her dream. The encounter she was having was ten times better than her dream, though, because it was real, because being sandwiched between two hot bear shifters was something her imagination hadn’t even been able to come up with. It was true what they said: truth was stranger than fiction.
Nathan pulled out of Meredith though, and in one swoop, pushed her up and onto Brandon, whose thick shaft slid against Meredith’s slit but didn’t go in yet.
“Whoa there,” said Meredith. “I’m going to lose my balance.”
“Not if I hold you,” said Nathan. “It’s easy, just like riding a horse.”
“Except I’ve never ridden a horse,” said Meredith.
“Relax,” said Nathan, holding Meredith’s waist with one arm and propping her hips up with the other. “Feel that cock in your slit? We want that to go up and into you. That’ll make balance so much easier.”
“Are you sure you wanna be doing this?” asked Meredith.
“Of course I do, I wanna see you ride that cock,” said Nathan. “Somebody’s got to get you warmed up for me. Scott, get your lazy butt over here and help me get Meredith a bit more relaxed.”
Scott got up off the chair, still stroking his cock, and not needing further instruction, he sat on the bed and used his free hand to rub Meredith down, from the sides of her breasts to her waist and then, dipping in, to the wetness between her legs. The bear in him roared, ordering him to take Meredith for his and his alone, but Scott controlled his bear best out of the whole group, hence why he was the least grizzly and the most man, and so although his eyes flashed, casting a chocolate light momentarily, he kept control of the situation...and of Meredith’s pleasure.
“Oh, Scott,” moaned Meredith, and while Nathan lifted her up, Scott slipped Brandon’s shaft into Meredith and Meredith was shocked by the sudden feeling of fullness in her pussy. “Brandon, you’re huge!”
“That’s right, ride that cock now,” ordered Brandon. “Let’s see just how sweet that honey pot really is.”
“Brandon, holy frik’, I’m so full,” moaned Meredith, and Nathan rocked her back and forth while Scott pushed Meredith’s thighs so they were firmly clasped onto Brandon’s waist.
“Keep a hold of his waist,” said Scott. “Use those thunder thighs and keep a grip on his torso, and you won’t slip off...but we’re here in case you need some uh, extra support, as it were.”
“You guys are amazing,” said Meredith, and Scott shut up the busty redhead with a kiss. His tongue explored her mouth as Nathan kept Meredith supported and Brandon thrust into Meredith from below. Little Red was finally riding a bear, and it wasn’t just a dream.
Just as Meredith felt herself start to slicken inside, Brandon gripped her love handles and thrust into her, hard and heavy. “I can’t hold it,” he moaned. “It’s too good.” He let his seed spill into Meredith, filling her, and he rolled out of the spot he’d been lying in, but before Meredith could cool down, Nathan lay down on the bed.
“Let’s see if you remember what we taught you,” said Nathan as Brandon caught his breath next to him, Brandon still shocked by the power of Meredith’s pussy and seeing stars, after not having sex for months during hibernation.
“Slip it in” said Meredith, as she pressed the head of his cock against her hole. As she slipped it in, she wrapped her thighs around his waist. “And grip it in.”
“That’s my human,” said Nathan in a low voice that was more like a growl. “Now ride this dick.” Nathan ran his hands over Meredith’s body as she rocked back and forth on his cock, and as she became more comfortable with it and found her rhythm, Meredith rocked her hips in circles, which drove Nathan absolutely nuts.
“That’s perfect, don’t stop,” said Nathan. “Jeez, little Red, you’ve got skills.”
“I had a good teacher,” she said, kissing Nathan on the cheek.
“I have an idea,” said Scott. “Turn around.”
“Turn....around?” she said. “Okay.” She swiveled her body around deftly so her ass was facing Nathan and she was facing Scott, and then she realized why Scott had asked her to turn: his cock was begging for attention too.
“You want me to suck you off while I ride him?” asked Meredith.
“There’s nothing hotter than watching a girl take two dicks at once,” said Scott. “It’s always been a...fantasy of mine.”
Meredith took Scott into her mouth and swirled his tip around in her mouth while Nathan pressed into her but Nathan lasted only a few minutes before he came as well.
“Wow, that fast, bro?” teased Scott.
“You try getting ridden by a goddess, from behind nonetheless,” said Nathan. “You know that doggy style gets me off fast. And I haven’t come in months. And –”
“Excuses, excuses,” said Scott. Meredith had never seen this side of Scott before, a side that was as cocky as he was normally cuddly, but she liked it, she liked it a lot. “Let me show you how a real bear does a woman.” Scott pulled Meredith on top of him and kissed her deeply while he guided his shaft into her entrance and then thrust up and into her so that Meredith wasn’t merely riding him in cowgirl, as cowgirl required Meredith to sit up.
There was no doubt that Scott was the one that was physically in control of the situation, and as the other two men had loosened Meredith up, helping her get less tense and relax in the unorthodox situation, Meredith was close to the brink of pleasure: she just needed Scott to help her over the edge. She moaned his name and begged him, “Please, Scott, make me come.”
“Your wish, my command,” said Scott and he pulled her up and down on his shaft in a rhythm that was a beat off from his so that every push felt harder, his dick felt bigger, and her G spot took an absolutely pounding, but the pounding was exactly what Meredith needed after being done slowly by the other two and she fell over the edge and into an endless abyss of pleasure.
“Oh, Nathan,” she moaned. “Scott...Brandon...you’re all so, so amazing!”
“You’re amazing, baby,” said Nathan, pulling behind her and rubbing his new erection in the small of her back while she came on Scott’s cock. Nathan ran a hand around her waist and found her moist clit, and rubbed that to make her orgasm longer and more intense.
As the pleasure ran through Meredith’s body, Scott couldn’t hold back any longer and he unleashed his own torrent of pleasure juice into Meredith...but the mark on his chest started to glow, as did Scott’s and Nathan’s marks.
The marks, usually just red patches of fur, were actually glowing, the shape of the glowing spot bright pink, luminescent and forming a distinct symbol: a heart. Their eyes flashed one by one, Scott’s eyes amber like a jar of honey in a window during the spring, Nathan’s eyes as green as the Port Jameson pine woods in the summer, and Nathan’s usually grey eyes turning as bright and white as the freshly fallen snow outside. The bright pink light filled the dim room and then faded away.
“What was that?” asked Red, as she dismounted Scott and lay down on the bed, exhausted from all the riding she’d done. She’d never had sex with shifter men, but she hadn’t expected them to frikkin’ glow in the dark once she was done.
“When a bear shifter finds their fated mate, something special happens,” explained Scott as he snuggled close to Red. “Their mate mark lets them know that they’ve found the one.”
“Has that ever happened to you before?” asked Red.
“Nope, or else we’d have known
who are fated mates were before tonight,” said Nathan.
“But all your marks glowed, just now,” said Red. “There’s no way that I’m your fated mate then...because it wasn’t special for you guys.”
“Trust me, Red, it was special,” said Scott, pulling Red tight and kissing the top of her head. “I’ve never seen that symbol appear on my chest before. It means something...” Scott had started to talk but he’d dozed off to bed already, before he could explain what the symbol meant to Meredith.
Meredith shut up but the gears in her head were still turning, even as Nathan got in behind her to cuddle, with Brandon getting in bed with the whole lot at the end of the bed, the whole bed a mess of people’s arms and legs tangled together like a web.
The shifters were all exhausted from running around outside in the snow and the vigorous lovemaking, so although they cuddled with Meredith, they yawned, and the contagious yawning started to put them back to sleep. They couldn’t help it: it was biology, and a bear, awake in the winter, that was just unnatural.
The three shifters fell back asleep and as they did, Meredith felt the worst sinking feeling in her stomach: she hadn’t been able to choose between the men and now she had stronger feelings for all three of them, a feeling she knew could only be love. Having a crush on each of the men was one thing: she was hoping she could think things through and figure out what the smartest, most logical choice was for her to make, or that her heart or her loins would make a choice for her, but her brain, her heart, and her naughty bits wanted all three men, the one option Meredith knew was unattainable.
As she lay in bed, she realized that there was no guarantee she’d even have one of them: none of the men had asked her on a date, not to mention asked her to be their girlfriend! Who knew if they even wanted anything serious? Meredith had already fallen hard: the last thing she wanted was to look like a fool, a city girl who had slept with three men who obviously didn’t have a problem sharing her, which she thought meant that they didn’t care about her. Meredith’s worries knotted up inside her, and she finally couldn’t stand it. She knew she had to leave, to protect herself from getting even more heartbroken.
As the men slept on the large king sized bed, Meredith slipped out from under them and headed to the guest room where she took a long, hot shower, one she thought would be her last at the Joyce house, before she packed up her bags and left her key and their spare credit card downstairs. She took the basket her grandmother had given her for the treats and fingered the wicker as she contemplated what had happened over the last few weeks before she forced herself to leave first the kitchen, and then the house, locking the door behind her, sealing away the three men that had no idea that their fated mate was leaving them, without even seeing goodbye.
***
Meredith had dinner with her grandmother that night, a dinner that she had been looking forward to at the start of her housekeeping experience but towards the end, was looking forward to less and less, as she knew exactly what her grandmother would ask her.
“So, what did you think of those bear boys?” asked Grandma Baxter, serving her granddaughter a huge ladle of stew. Grandma Baxter couldn’t hold back her excitement: she wanted a full field report from her favorite granddaughter, the only grandchild that bothered to visit her nearly as often as she’d like.
“They were okay,” said Meredith. Right now, the stew, usually her favorite food, was anything but appetizing, as all she could think about was Nathan when she saw the stew, and thinking of Nathan made her think of Scott and Brandon.
“Only okay?” asked Grandma Baxter with a frown.
“They weren’t up much,” said Meredith.
“Did they leave a good impression on you?” asked Grandma Baxter.
“I guess,” said Meredith, her cheeks turning red as she thought of the foursome.
“Meredith, tell me, which one caught your heart?” said Grandma Baxter. “I can tell that one of those young men must’ve made an impression on you.”
“You could say that,” said Meredith with a sigh. “Or...you could say all three left quite the impression on me.”
“All three? Well goodness me, that’s cause for celebration, isn’t it?” asked Grandma Baxter. “But just between us girls, who was your favorite?”
“I couldn’t pick one, okay?” said Meredith. “I went to that house with nothing in my heart, and now, I have three men I want. I can’t choose, Grandma, and that’s why...that’s why I just need to leave them alone.”
“Meredith...will you come back up to Port Jameson to visit me?” asked Grandma Baxter.
“Of course I will, grandma,” said Meredith, a pang going through her heart. “Of course I will. You’re my grandma. I love you so much. I’ll just keep my distance from those boys.”
“You know, Meredith, when I was your age, I had many suitors too,” said Grandma Baxter, thinking back to the days of her youth, days filled with bright joy and with melancholy in equal measure.
“And what did you do about it?” asked Meredith.
Grandma Baxter gave Meredith a small smile. “Oh, honey, that’s a long story, for another day, when your heart isn’t breaking.”
Meredith burst into tears: her feelings had been welling up these last few weeks and she’d remained strong but she’d hit her breaking point. “Grandma Baxter, what do I do? I love them all...but I can’t pick just one,” said Meredith.
“Oh, honey, there, there,” said Grandma Baxter, holding Meredith. “It’s all going to be okay. Trust me, honey, it’ll all work out in the end. But in the mean time...let’s go watch some junk television, but I’ll make you some tea first. With lots of honey.”
“Okay, grandma,” said Meredith, finally letting herself cry as her grandma made her tea. Meredith wiped her eyes as her grandmother gave her the piping hot tea, and Meredith drank it hot, the pain of the hot tea replacing the pain she felt in her heart, at least for a few seconds, before she went and watched game shows with her grandma, numbing her mind and her heart so that she could start to push her feelings for the bears out of mind and out of sight. It’s what had worked for her other breakups...but little did Red know this wasn’t a breakup, but just the beginning.
Chapter Eight
One Week Later
It was the end of Meredith’s visit to Port Jameson and she was packing up her suitcase, getting ready to head out on the drive back down to Los Angeles, to her city life and the new job that was waiting for her at the social media company. Every time Meredith saw the wicker basket that her grandmother kept in the kitchen, she thought of the three boys that she’d left behind, without even an explanation.
It was better that way: there was no reason that the boys needed to have to deal with her inability to choose one of them, and she knew that even if she was able to choose, she’d leave behind two men that she was in love with. There was no way for her to choose any path but the path away from Port Jameson, even that was the path away from true love.
As Meredith packed her suitcase, she heard the door ring. Her grandmother was out in the garden and they weren’t expecting company, but she headed over to the front hall. Meredith answered the door. “Brandon?” she asked warily. “What are you doing here?
“Meredith...I’m a fool for not telling you sooner,” said Brandon, dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans even though flurries of snow danced around him, frosting the tips of his brown hair, which had been cut at a proper barber shop, where he’d gotten a proper hot shave. “But you’re my fated mate.”
“I can’t choose between you and Scott and Nathan,” said Meredith. “I can’t choose one of you without making two of you unhappy, and I don’t want you to have to fight over me.”
“Red, the guys and I are the biggest doofuses in the world for not telling you what we wanted sooner,” said Brandon. “If the three of us had all been up at the same time before that night, then we could’ve explained better, but...we’ve all got the same mate mark.”
“And?” ask
ed Red. “That doesn’t make things better, it makes it worse.”
“No, you don’t get it,” said Brandon. “But now, we’re all up, and we wanna talk to you. Boys?”
Scott and Nathan walked up the driveway to the door. Just like Brandon, they had been cleaned up from head to toe, but they were still recognizable as the big bears that she’d fallen in love with. Just being around all three men sent a pang through her heart. “Red, please give us another chance,” begged Scott. “It’ll all become clear soon enough.”
“Well, bless my stars, is that Scott Sanders I hear?” asked Grandma Baxter, coming to the front door. “It seems my granddaughter has misplaced her manners! Come on in, boys, you must be freezing out there, in those t-shirts. Goodness me!”
Meredith walked the boys to the living room where the three of them sat down on a couch while she sat across from them. “Fine, I’ll hear you out, but there’s nothing you can say that’ll help me make a choice,” said Meredith.
“What if we told you...you don’t have to make a choice?” asked Nathan.
“What do you mean?” asked Meredith.
“The three of us all have the same mate mark,” explained Scott. “And we’ve all had these marks since we turned eighteen: shifters have a secondary puberty in addition to their human puberty, and during that, they get their paw marks and their mate marks.”
“But, our mate marks are weird,” said Nathan. “The only thing that changed was this patch of red fur on our chests.”
“We’ve been best friends forever, that’s why we consider ourselves brothers, even though we’re not actually biologically brothers,” said Brandon. “We’ve been there when the others had their first kiss, lost their virginity, had their hearts broken for the first time...but no matter what, we hadn’t been able to figure out what the mate marks meant. All that was apparent was that whoever we found would be a special woman, a woman who was perfect for all three of us.”
