by Alicia White
The funny thing about this whole situation was how irritated Cole was getting. Charlie already had a plan, and at this very moment, it was in motion. He’d found Emily’s favorite toy the first day they’d stayed at the hotel, completely by accident. When he grabbed her bag and threw it over his shoulder, it began to vibrate and buzz quite loudly. He could’ve ignored it, but he’d been curious and investigated.
Initially, he’d only meant to take a peek to find the noise, but then he found a bright-pink dildo with little bunny ears shaking and moving rapidly. Instead of just shutting it off, he’d grabbed it and shoved it into his bag. He did feel slightly guilty, but not enough to put it back.
With shifters’ high sex drives and the females going through heat once a month, he knew the missing toy would cause some sort of scene. He would’ve done anything to get her attention.
Grinning like a fool, he took a sip of his beer. Their little mate was taking a bath and relaxing. Soon though, she would need to curb that arousal she’d been feeling. He was counting down the minutes. The bedroom door slammed open and Charlie set his beer down. Here we go. Anticipation buzzed through his system, exciting him.
She stormed into the kitchen wearing a long shirt that stopped mid-thigh, her long, creamy legs on display. Her hair was wet, and she was barefoot. She looked like a dream, and Charlie just couldn’t seem to stop smiling. Cole on the other hand was looking a bit shocked.
“Where the fuck is it?” she demanded. Her voice was full of anger, her little fists clinched, and Charlie scratched his cheek. It’s time to play dumb.
“Well, darlin’.” Charlie leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about, but I do remember Cole telling you about that horrible language. Now, why don’t you start over and tell us what you’re looking for.”
“It was you, wasn’t it?” She pointed a finger at him.
Her chest rose and fell in rapid motion. He could see little beads of sweat trickle down the sides of her face, and she wiped them away. The smell of her arousal filled the air, making his cock jerk in his pants. She was a vision. Fierce and ready to fight.
Cole finally seemed to snap out of the daze he was in and looked over at him, a question on his face. Charlie could only shake his head and shrug. He couldn’t tell his brother anything, not yet anyway. This little episode would have to play out first. She was reacting exactly as he’d hoped. He preferred her this way, all sass and fire. Cole had been right. The silence was driving him crazy, too. It was strange considering that he hated talking, but it was her voice. He missed hearing her talk.
“Don’t look innocent.” She gritted her teeth.
It looked as if her need was becoming unbearable. She was panting, her face flushed, and her muscles tense. After all those hours inside the truck, her monthly heat was finally kicking in. He could smell the sweet honey of her pussy calling to him, and he wanted to satisfy her. He wouldn’t be giving her the toy. If she wants cock, I’ll give it to her. She’s not using her toy. This was all part of his plan, and very soon, she would need them and the sweet release only her mates could give her.
“I’m telling you right now that you better give me what you stole or I’m going to kick your ass.” She growled, and it was the cutest, little noise.
He knew it was meant to scare, but instead, he felt absolute glee. He couldn’t help the smirk from appearing on his face, and she ground her teeth together.
“Sweetheart, if you just tell us what’s missing, I’m sure we can help you find it. Charlie didn’t take anything. How could he?” Cole was trying to reason with her, trying to calm her down, but their little bear was taking over, pushing the human back. He could see the flash in her eyes.
“Yes, he did. Look at him, he’s smiling!” she yelled, and the pulse in her neck jumped.
Cole looked over at him, and Charlie masked his emotions. This was just too damn easy. When they had been at dinner, Brandon Novikov gave him a few tips about female bears when Emily and Cole left the dining room. He said that female bears go through intense heats every month, more so than any other species of shifter. Brandon also told him that extreme irritation and anger would bring the heat out faster, making the females insatiable. Being around her mates wouldn’t make things any easier for her to ignore. That was his little tip on how to handle their mate.
“When would Charlie have had the chance to take something from you? Your brother had your luggage in his truck and I brought the bag to the room.” Cole’s voice was calm as he tried to reason with her.
She exhaled loudly. “When we were at the hotel, he brought my bag to my room. I didn’t notice anything missing until just a few minutes ago.”
“Did you leave this item in question behind?” Cole asked her, and Charlie wanted to laugh. He knew she hadn’t noticed then, otherwise, she would’ve said something sooner.
“No…and stop smiling right this instant, Charlie!” She yelled and ran toward him, claws bared.
Charlie stood up, prepared for her attack. She didn’t have time to fully shift, so his little mate was in human form. He wasn’t worried. She ran into his chest and as gently as he could he wrapped his arms tightly around her, creating an unbreakable bind. She struggled against him, kicking and thrashing, but that didn’t deter him. He allowed the wolf to come to the forefront, let him help to soothe and deal with their mate.
Leaning his face down, his placed his sharp teeth on her shoulder, right by her neck and let her feel them. He didn’t bite down, but her movements did stop, immediately. She was panting, breathing through her mouth, her muscles tense. Once Charlie had her attention, he used his tongue and licked a path to her ear, before sucking the lobe into his mouth. She moaned, her body shaking, and he chuckled to himself.
“I have your toy, and I’m not giving it back, not yet. If you have needs, little mate, I’m more than happy to take care of you,” he whispered.
“Please?” She gave him a whimpered response. Was she asking for her toy or him?
Charlie had to admit that he loved this side of Emily, seeing her desperate and needy. He knew the toy was meant to keep most of her sexual impulses at bay, and he thanked his lucky stars that he’d taken it. Maybe she would finally realize how much she needed them. This was a battle he was prepared to win at all costs. She may be uncomfortable, but he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to stay away and not claim her. The wolf inside him didn’t have any patience.
“Tell me what you want.” His voice was gruff to his own ears.
He needed to hear a clear answer from her. He wouldn’t allow there to be any confusion or blame placed on them later. His cock stood hard at attention, pressing against the zipper of his pants, and more than anything he wanted to release the pressure. He waited for her to tell him to take her, waited to hear those sweet words of submission.
* * * *
Emily could barely think straight. In the past, she could lock herself inside her room and take the edge off with her toy collection. Compared to all those past experiences, this was far worse. Her skin felt tight and itchy, her pussy spasmed, and she wanted to turn and hump his leg. Anything. She just wanted to relieve the ache and the pain that racked her body.
Feeling possessed and out of control, Emily panted. She wasn’t in control of her body, not the human anyway, her bear was taking over, demanding. Her bear was at the surface, clawing and begging, pushing all rational thoughts out. She craved, needed, and was addicted to what her mates could offer. Her hormones were ruling her now.
“Help me…I can’t take it. I need you.” She gritted her teeth.
It pained her to have to admit that at this point, but she couldn’t just walk away. Using her own hand never did anything for her. She couldn’t reach that place deep inside.
“I’ll give you a choice. You can have your toy back and pleasure yourself all night, alone. Or, Cole and I can take care of you. You can have our hands, mouths, and cocks. We’ll make you come, mult
iple times, all night long. However, you should know that you’re mine. Ours. You belong to us, Emily. Choose. What do you want?” He spun her around so that they stared at each other.
She wanted to be taken, to be owned. Rubbing her legs together, she tried to relieve the ache, but it only intensified. She felt frustrated, horny, and her body wouldn’t stop shaking. She tried to push her bear back, tried to take over, but felt too weak. She was on fire. The heat consumed her.
She knew it that moment that her toy wouldn’t be able to help her the way these two men could.
“I want your cock.” She didn’t take long to think.
“Then that’s what you’ll have,” Charlie vowed. “I’ll feed you every inch of me until you’re so packed full of cock you don’t know where I end and you begin. I won’t have any mercy on you. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, deep and rough, until you come. But, that kind of pleasure belongs to one woman. Is that you, darlin’?” He arched a brow, his face full of challenge.
“Yes, it’s me,” Emily hissed.
She felt ridiculous to be standing here in the kitchen having this conversation. Charlie grinned triumphantly, and she wanted to smack the smirk off his face. He knew exactly what he was doing. It was obvious. His words were having an effect on her. Her pussy dripped, her juices leaking down her inner thigh.
“Then you’re willing to be claimed as our mate?” Charlie asked, stepping forward, and Emily moved back, hitting her ass against the kitchen table.
“Fuck me already,” Emily demanded.
“Give it to her, Charlie,” Cole ordered, his voice a bit shaky.
Before Emily could wonder at what that barked order meant, Charlie grabbed her and sat her on the table. She stared at him as she leaned back. Holy shit! He shoved the oversized T-shirt out of his way before grabbing the button of his jeans and pulling with such force they all unbuttoned at once. His hard cock sprang out, pointing straight at her, and Emily swallowed hard. Damn!
Grabbing her thighs, he pulled her ass to the edge of the table and Emily fell back. Charlie grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed her opening with the head, back and forth, teasing her. Emily moaned and wiggled on the table, wanting to beg them to take her. She couldn’t seem to think or breathe. Her whole body centered on the pleasure it craved. Her vision was fuzzy, and she had no idea what was happening to her.
“Oh, God,” she said, feeling her insides clench. “I need.”
With one single thrust, Charlie shoved his cock in her pussy. He filled her, stretching her, and Emily loved the small amount of pain, making her pussy stretch to fit his size.
“Oh, God, baby. So. Fucking. Tight.” Charlie growled deep in his chest, an animalistic sound that had her moving her hips, desperate for more.
“Hard. Big.” Her voice was distorted. She was the animal now.
“Wet. Hot. Mine.”
Emily closed her eyes and focused on his cock buried deep inside her. He dominated her body, thrusting deeper and moving faster. Charlie grabbed her hair, forcing her to look at him, and Emily loved the way his eyes darkened and sparked with desperate need. She could see his wolf, just the shadow of the beast that lurked inside the man. He looked sexy, possessed, and she arched her back, shoving her breasts up in offering.
“Harder. Faster,” the bear demanded, her needs the only thing that mattered.
Charlie didn’t need to be asked twice. Pulling her ass off the edge of the table, he pushed his hands under her, lifting her higher in the air. He gripped an ass cheek in each hand and powered into her. As if completely in tune with her wants and desires, Charlie thrust into her, his tempo finally at the beat her body craved most. He seemed to know exactly what to do to make her body respond to him. He moved her hips in small circles so her clit brushed against him. The motion sent bolts of pleasure throughout her body. She grew wetter, her body opening more, making Charlie’s thrusts into her smoother.
Cole, probably not wanting to be left out, moved closer to the table. He caressed her, rubbing one large hand across her stomach. He licked his lips and leaned down. His hair tickled her as he took her nipple in his mouth, biting, causing a flash of pain that shot straight to her pussy. She closed her eyes and gave her body over to their demands. Cole suckled her breast while squeezing and torturing her other nipple. She could feel her orgasm coming to life as Charlie pounded into her pussy. She let the sensations take over, letting them manipulate her body.
“Fuck, she’s so tight. Damn it, I’m not going to last,” Charlie said, and she wanted to cry. She wasn’t ready for this to end. She needed his cock to stay inside her.
“No. No. No. If you stop, I’ll kill you!” Emily growled her voice foreign.
It wasn’t a joke. If the man stopped now, she just might snap. Rolling her head side to side, she tried to take control back over her body. He better not stop now! Her favorite toy had fully charged batteries with a lifetime guarantee. These men better deliver.
Charlie picked up his pace, fucking her harder. His cock rubbing on a spot deep inside her that made her toes curl. She was getting close, knew that this climax would rock her. She could feel every inch of silk-covered steel gliding home. After only a few hard strokes, she felt her world erupt. Everything was spinning out of control, and her climax shook her body so badly she was surprised she wasn’t thrown off the table.
“Fuck! I’m gonna come!” Charlie pounded into her.
She felt a stab of pain for only a moment before her body was shaking with the force of her orgasm. She felt his release fill her pussy then, hot jets of cum splashing inside her. Emily panted as tiny little spasms rocked through her entire body. She opened her eyes. Charlie was holding her, his face buried in her neck, lazily licking the spot between her neck and shoulder.
“Mine.” That one word was growled with such reverence.
Emily would’ve started to panic, but her body trembled instead and heat rushed through her system, demanding more satisfaction.
“Oh, God…it’s not enough. I need more.” She whimpered, sounding a tad pathetic to her own ears.
Charlie pulled out of her, breathing heavily and brushed a kiss across her lips. She didn’t have time to miss him. Cole picked her up off the table, swinging her body around, and Emily yelped. Her knees made contact with the rug, and she knelt there a bit dazed.
“Hands and knees,” Cole demanded.
Looking up at him, her vision blurry, Emily realized that he was naked and ready. Moving quickly, her need making her burn, she leaned down and waited for him. Cole moved behind her and, in one smooth stroke, pushed his cock inside her already soaking-wet sheath.
He grabbed her hips and fucked her deep and hard. He leaned against her back, reached around her, and squeezed her nipples and clit, until the pain turned into a pleasure she knew she wouldn’t be able to live without. Laying her head on the ground, she submitted to him. Her body spasmed. She was on the edge once more, ready to fall off the cliff.
“Oh, Cole, don’t you dare stop fucking me!” Her demand came out, but it sounded as if she were begging. She needed this. She needed to be taken.
“I know. I can feel it. Come for me. I want to feel you come on my cock.” His cock felt huge as her pussy clamped down tight. He held her and easily manipulated her clit, forcing her to rush faster toward her climax. She couldn’t get enough air into her lungs.
Emily cried out as her climax took hold. “Oh, God!”
She tried to hold back, but she couldn’t. She felt Cole lean against her back. He brushed her hair to one side and placed his mouth on her shoulder. His teeth were sharp, and she shivered, loving the way he took control and dominated her. He continued to pound inside her, filling her sensitive pussy, spearing deeper, and her orgasm rushed through her body, making her entire body stiffen and shake.
“Oh, fuck,” Cole roared, his cock expanding inside her, and she knew that he had found his release.
She collapsed fully onto the ground, unable to move, and Cole came dow
n on top of her. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, making her pussy quiver. Small climaxes rocked her, making her body tremble, and Emily shut her eyes. The bear finally retreated back a bit, satisfied now that she had been claimed by her mates. These men had completely rocked her world and she wondered if she would ever be the same again.
The desperate need to be filled and fucked came back like a freak thunderstorm, and Emily started moaning, rubbing her now sensitive skin on the carpet underneath her body. She had them and now she needed more. Moaning, she managed to move and looked over to see Charlie grinning and he stroked his cock. He was hard and ready to take her again.
“I need more,” she whined.
She hated that she needed them. She definitely hadn’t been prepared for this potent of a heat to hit her. Shit, mates really did make it worse. At this point, a toy wouldn’t even help.
“Don’t worry, darlin’, we’re going to take care of you.” Charlie picked her up off the floor. He didn’t stop until he tossed her onto the bed. Leaning up on her elbows, she watched as Cole and Charlie stalked her like prey. Emily bit her lip and spread her legs wide. This wasn’t a game. She had needs, and they would now satisfy each and every one.
For hours and hours her mates serviced her, marking her and claiming her repeatedly until Emily finally passed out from sheer exhaustion. Her mouth was dry, her lips cracked, but she couldn’t even lift her head to voice a protest. The bear inside her passed out then and so did she.
Chapter 8
Two Days Later
Emily groaned as she moved her body. She felt sore, so she stretched her tight muscles, trying to rid her body of the slight twinge of pain. Everything ached from days of athletic sex. Reaching up, she grabbed her shoulder, rubbing the sensitive area and cringed. She blinked rapidly, opening her eyes and stared at the ceiling. It took her a minute to remember what had happened and where she was, but after a few minutes the memories flashed through her mind in vivid Technicolor pictures.
