Their Grouchy Bear [Milson Valley 8] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour ManLove)

by Jo Penn

  Thinking of mates, where were they? Opening his eyes, he glanced at the bedside digital clock. It was five in the afternoon. Damn, he’d slept for an hour. And now his body was feverish and in desperate need. Reaching down, Tris took his hot cock in hand and stroked.

  Kicking off the blankets, groaning at the pleasure-pain of heat and need, he used his other hand to slap on the side table until he got the drawer open and found a large bottle of well-used lubricant. Snatching it up, he tensed at feeling another’s energy.

  “Need help with that, baby bear?” Finn climbed onto the bed. “Hmm, I love to see you naked and spread out for me.”

  “N-need…” Tris moaned, his body was taut as Finn swept a hand across his chest, over his pecs, and pinched his nipples.

  “Uri’s booted out Kelly and Connor. He’ll join us in a moment.” Finn poured lube over his hand and winked. “You’re giving off enough pheromones to drown a ship full of wolves, baby.”

  Restless, hot and heavy, Tris spread his legs, back arching high off the bed when Finn took his dick in hand and pumped leisurely.

  “Yes!” he hissed.

  “You know you’re mine, right? There’s no walking away, or, as you did, slinking out like a bad little mate in the middle of the night.” Finn quirked a brow when Tris panted and opened his eyes. “Say you’re mine.”

  “Y-yes—ahhh!”

  The orgasm tore through him, the pleasure-pain making him whimper and shout simultaneously. Other hands touched him, sure, and demanding.

  “Tristian, listen to me,” Urian spoke quietly, firmly, gaining Tristian’s full attention. “You’re deep in the need. You have to choose now whether you want to be claimed and bond with us. If not, that’s okay, I’ve got the drug to cool you down and give you some time to—”

  “Claim me. Now. Bond. Fuck, it hurts!”

  “Give him the drug,” Finn snapped. “I don’t want him hurting, Urian.”

  “No-o, I want to—”

  “Shh, baby, you’re in pain.” Finn lay down beside Tristian, their faces inches apart, his fingers lovingly caressing Tris’s face.

  Finn was so gorgeous, just truly beautiful on the inside that Tristian’s heart stuttered for a moment and tears filled his eyes.

  “I-I can’t do this without you anymore, F-Finn. I tried. I tried to keep you and Urian out of my w-whacked up life, but I g-got angrier, b-began losing focus and I hurt so fucking b-bad.”

  “Oh, själ, don’t you know how much I love you? I may not have understood immediately what you truly meant to me, but I adored you from the moment I saw you arguing with that diner owner. It was like this halo was around you, leading me straight to you and my heart stuttered. When I lost you my world crumbled. I think if I hadn’t met Uri so soon after you left, I would have withered away inside. You never have to worry. I love you more, you and Uri, more than anything. You and Uri are my life.”

  “You are, little bear.” Urian lay down at Tris’s back, stretching out behind him, fingers trailing over his shoulders and spine. “I didn’t believe I could want more than Finn. What we shared was perfect. Then you grouched your way into my life. You have shown me what true resilience is, what strength really is. You’ve never given in, never let anyone use you against another, and you have sacrificed and lost so much. Yet you love like you’ve never been hurt and for that, I will always be grateful and awed. I feel your love like you can feel mine and Finn’s. We are all one. We breathe together. We love together.”

  Tristian let his mates wipe and kiss away his tears as his body relaxed, the heat and pain leaving him.

  “W-what’s happening?” he asked, confused.

  “I’m shielding you from pain, my beautiful mate.” Urian stroked a large hand over Tristian’s hip. “It is my gift, to give pain, or take it. Now, baby, the choice is yours. Drugs to cool you down and give you time to accept us fully—”

  “No more time. Too much time has been wasted. I want to live again. I want my loves.”

  “Excellent.” Finn somehow moved closer and nuzzled along Tristian’s neck, his hands jerking him so there wasn’t an inch between them.

  “Wait.” Tris stroked Finn’s chest when his mate reacted with a curse. “Not wait on the mating, my heart. I don’t get this shielding Urian’s doing. Is it hurting you?”

  “Nope. Part of my gift.” Urian’s hands moved over Tristian, placing him where he wanted him, which was half on top of Finn and his legs tangled with his seer mate’s.

  Which left him spread for Urian. But the big Alpha didn’t just dive in, the man was obviously not going to be rushed as he began an exploration of Tristian’s body so thorough that Tristian soon lost all hope of thinking about gifts and pain and whose hand was where. Lifting his head, he blindly found Finn’s lips, not even sure when he’d closed his eyes. Nothing mattered, just being as close to his mates as possible, showing his love, feeling theirs, and joining for all time.

  Reaching down between them, he lightly ran his fingertips along Finn’s long, slender prick, the skin so smooth and silky it was a striking contrast to the heat and hardness beneath. Finn groaned, his lips consuming as his hands delved into Tris’s hair and held firmly.

  He played with Finn, remembering how his mate liked a little teasing, drawing out the pleasure. Their kisses became harder, more demanding, hotter. And those hands of Urian, so big, warm and calloused knew just what they were doing as they glided and caressed every part of Tristian’s body. His nipples enjoyed tugging, and sweet touches, his stomach and a fine trail of light golden hair were toyed with, his hips moved and gripped as a big body pressed against his and lips pressed against his shoulder and neck. Teeth scraped across his throat, a hot tongue licked a particular spot.

  As Urian worked his way down Tris’s body, Tristian wrapped his hand around Finn’s cock and with long, languid strokes, soon had Finn urging for more and thrusting into his hand urgently. When Urian’s calloused hand wrapped around his own cock, Tris jerked and nearly climaxed, pre-cum spurting from his hard, aching dick.

  “Wrap your hand around yourself and our Finn’s beautiful cock, baby. Finn, hold our bear open for me.”

  Tris complied, holding both his shorter, slender cock and Finn’s longer one with one hand.

  “Look at me, själ.”

  Tris looked into gorgeous aqua eyes. Finn ran a hand from Tris’s ass to halfway down his thigh then lifted his leg up and over, spreading Tristian wider.

  “You have the cutest little ass, my bear,” Urian whispered in Tris’s ear, his breath hot and raspy as a thick finger stroked and rubbed around his hole. “Supple, firm. So fucking tight.”

  He tried not to tense up with the first finger, but it had been a while since he was with Finn, and in that time Tristian had lost all sexual drive and didn’t even pleasure himself. But between Urian and Finn, he soon forgot any discomfort and was caught up in a storm of pleasurable sensations. Finn’s hand replaced his on around their dicks as they kissed and nibbled on one another’s lips.

  Urian worked first one finger then two inside Tristian and found that little nub of nerves easily, brushing against it and driving Tristian to the brink, only to back off and leave him panting and whiny, needing desperately. Urian nipped at Tristian’s ass cheek when he cursed the Alpha for teasing him and using his free hand, pulled his cheek to the side to open him up further.

  By the time there were four fingers deep in his ass, Tristian was lost. His mates brought him to the brink time and again only to stop, Finn holding Tris’s balls and whispering naughty things in his ear as Urian stroked hard and deep with his fingers, opening Tris right up.

  “Ready for me, baby?” Urian withdrew his fingers and covered his cock in lube.

  “Yes! Dammit, hurry up—ah, yeah, mate.”

  Finn licked Tris’s throat where he’d nipped with his teeth. “Push out, baby, our Uri’s a big bugger.”

  Hell yeah, the wolf was huge! Tris panted a bit, breathing through Urian’s big thick cock pressi
ng inside him past the first ring. But the man didn’t stop or give Tristian time to adjust. Tris dropped his head to Finn’s chest and clenched his jaw as he his body erupted and his dick spurted stream after stream of cum over himself and Finn.

  “Fuck, I can barely move.” Urian caressed Tris’s sides as he began moving, just a little rocking of the hips. “So damn good.”

  After that, it was a blur of pleasure, grunts, groans and sloppy, wet kisses. At first, so slow Tristian’s body constantly tingled with sensations, then they were all moving together in a fast, pounding tempo that kept him on edge and ready to blow with each deep, hard thrust. Finn worked them both higher and higher, Urian leaning down and kissing their seer, hands tangling in hair, over bodies and stroking one another until Urian jerked back, growling and straightening behind Tristian, thrusting fast and hard.

  “You ready for me, Tristian?” Urian growled.

  “Yes! Claim me.”

  Sharp teeth sunk into Tristian’s throat, the minute pain quickly chased away by blissful pleasure. His body shot so high he lost all ability to speak and move as he came again. Their souls joined, swirls and wisps of cloud winding around all three of them in a frenzied dance before what sounded like a thunderclap hit and the streaks of clouds twined over and over before separating and diving into Urian, Tristian, and Finn.

  He barely heard the grunts and cries of pleasure as he collapsed on top of Finn and lay there dazed and sated.

  It wasn’t for long though, Tristian rousing a short time later from between his mates. Rolling over, one destination in mind, a need so strong he couldn’t stop if he tried, he crawled on all fours to his golden-haired mate and climbed on top. Aqua eyes lit up, and a sexy smile hardened Tris’s cock. Looking down Finn’s long, lithe body, Tristian was happy to see the man’s cock was just as hard as his own.

  “I’m all yours, baby.”

  “Actually, you are both mine,” Urian corrected, one hand sliding over Tristian’s ass. “Claim our mate, so we are all bonded and connected, my bear.”

  This was one order he was more than happy to comply with. Urian got up off the bed and headed into the bathroom as Tris positioned himself over Finn’s groin. As he was still loose from just having sex with Urian, there was no need for prepping. Finn happily assisted, lifting his cock for Tristian to sink down on in one swift motion, groaning as he did.

  He dreamed every night of those few short days he had with Finn all that time ago. The sex was extraordinary, beyond his wildest dreams, but he’d missed the closeness to his mate, even more, those tender moments they made love and kissed like they couldn’t get enough of each other.

  “Move, Tristian. I need you to claim me.” Finn placed his hands on Tris’s hips and guided him in a fast, hungry pace. “Missed this, baby.”

  So had Tristian, so much. They moved together, Tris leaning down and taking Finn’s lips as his mate moved up into him, stroking the little knot of nerves with every deep thrust of his cock. Their tongues tangled and played, and when Finn took hold of Tris’s cock and pumped, Tristian knew he wasn’t going to last long at all, far too stimulated, too turned on and wanting. Jerking back as his canines dropped down, he growled, pushing back and taking Finn in deeper, moving faster, his mate matching him stroke for stroke as long strong fingers dug into Tristian’s hips.

  Urian joined them, pulling Tristian’s face around to his own and pressed a kiss to his mouth, sharp teeth and all.

  “Make our bear come with that beautiful cock of yours, angel.”

  Urian removed Finn’s hand from Tristian’s cock and replaced it with his own as Finn began pumping hard now, grunting beneath Tris. With Finn fucking him and Urian working his cock, Tristian felt his balls tighten just before Urian squeezed just right, his thumb playing with the little slit in his cock head and like that, Tristian was coming, crying out, fangs aching to claim.

  “Yes, claim me.” Finn pulled Tristian down and tilted his neck, the opposite side to where Urian’s claiming mark lay.

  Sinking his fangs into that beautifully tanned, slender neck he sucked his seer’s delicious blood as he felt Finn coming beneath him and filling his ass with seed.

  When taking enough, he groggily closed the marks and slumped on his mate.

  Finn chuckled beneath him. “Worn out, baby?”

  “Shame, watching you two together is something special, and made me really frigging horny again.”

  Sliding off Finn, Tristian lay flat on his back and waved a hand at his mates. “Give me a minute.”

  “Sure, baby bear.” Urian wrapped Tris in his arms. “Take a moment, we’ll be right here with you.”

  Home. Tristian had finally found his home.

  Chapter Eleven

  Urian carefully eased their mate beneath the blankets, his senses full of both his mates, loving both.

  Finn cocked a brow. “Think we’ll get a mind link?”

  Some mates were fortunate to receive telepathy once claimed and bonded. Urian had been disappointed after mating with Finn that they had not received the gift. Now he understood why. They had another mate. He smiled as Finn wound his arms around Tristian and turned them over, so their mate was lying between them.

  “He’s sleeping.” Finn stretched.

  “Hopefully, angel. He needs to rest.” Urian pressed a kiss to Finn’s lips, then Tris’s. “I’ll be back.”

  Getting up and going to the bathroom, Uri cleaned himself off and wet a face towel and returned to the bedroom and cleaned both Tristian and Finn. Climbing back into bed he napped with his mates for an hour before hunger got him up and dressing in sweats and a fleece jumper.

  In the kitchen, he searched through the pantry, fridge, and freezer, then set to work getting dinner ready. While he liked a big juicy slab of beef, and Finn always enjoyed when Uri cooked, he had to come up with something that they’d all eat. Which meant no meat unless he was going to make two separate meals.

  In the end, he made a pasta casserole, a recipe he got from Google, and herb bread. It smelled damn good, too, and he wasn’t surprised Finn wandered into the room sniffing appreciatively just as Uri was getting his second beer.

  “Tristian up?”

  “Yep, just having a shower. Smells good. Pasta?” Finn got a bottle of wine and popped the cork before grabbing a glass and pouring.

  “Hmm, a vegetable one.” Uri smiled as Finn pressed against him and kissed him lovingly. “Love you, babe.”

  “Love you, too.”

  It was a good night. Dinner wasn’t too bad, he’d add more basil and oregano next time. After a good ten minutes of arguing, Tristian downed the vitamins Uri had collected from the Armstrong coven, and they cleaned up the kitchen before going into the family room and choosing a movie from Netflix. Finn liked comedy, Uri was more an action man and Tristian liked intrigue. In the end, they found a film they could all watch and Finn spent half the time throwing popcorn at the screen and saying the hero was too dumb to live.

  What Uri liked the best was Tristian curling up against his chest as Uri lay sprawled on one side of the large U-shaped sofa. He hadn’t expected that possibility because Finn wasn’t one to cuddle much, though he was affectionate, and Tristian hadn’t displayed any of this behavior except when they were in the bedroom earlier. But with the bond in place and the barriers down between them, Uri could see Tristian would end up a cuddler once he was settled and felt safe and secure, and mostly, loved. So he snuggled his smaller mate close, petted and kissed, and felt an overwhelming love and happiness for both these men he had been fated, and was fortunate enough to find and now have.

  With threats coming from Renegades who would always be after both his mates and a nutso brother out to reunite in death, now all Urian had to do was keep both safe and happy.

  Easy peasy. Uri hoped.

  * * * *

  “Stop bouncing.”

  “Sorry! Sorry, it’s just uncomfortable.”

  Tris glared at the other shifter. “Do you want them to find
us?”

  “Oh, ah…err.” Adrian Nosco blinked and looked around as though the clouds would give him the answer. “No?”

  “What?” Tristian growled.

  “No! I mean no. I don’t want them to find us before I’m flung off the roof and crash to my death.”

  Tris grinned and gave the thumbs up. “Okay then. Great. Hey, Ran, are we clear?”

  Ran’s strawberry blond covered head popped up from the other side of the roof. “I think I saw Trekk. But I wouldn’t worry, he’s always distracted so won’t notice a thing.”

  Adrian looked mildly alarmed, then resolved. The bat shifter squared his narrow shoulders and plonked the helmet onto his head. Tristian was so excited he did an uncoordinated, wobbly happy dance while doing up the strap of his own helmet and adjusted his goggles.

  After a week of training with Drax, Avenger Vicus and Finn every day, setting up his study/office and being monitored and followed everywhere, Tris was up for a bit of fun. After all, he could have a good time now. He was mated, safe and surrounded by well-trained creatures. Ran rushed over the roof to join them, stumbling in his hurry and face planting at Adrian’s feet. The wiry, jumpy creature helped their pal up and dusted Ran off, then pushed a helmet onto the gorgeous little wolf shifter’s head.

  “Let’s do this!”

  It’s funny how things turned out. Tris hadn’t had friends since the day his sleuth turned on him and his family, and even though he had followers, he felt responsible for them, not friendly toward them. But over the last week and after bonding with Urian and Finn, and spending so much time around others, he’d ended up forming a friendship with Adrian who worked as a technology expert for the pack, and Ran Markson, a very relaxed little wolf who just seemed to wander around happily. Ran had the gift of calm. He could be so relaxed that others just wanted to have a little nap when around him. Yet, as Tris was discovering, Ran had this quirky side that matched Tris’s, and they pulled Adrian along with them because they both liked the bat shit crazy bat shifter who danced to techno all night and slept half the day in his bat form. They would have invited Tripp’s mate Eddie along, the human was mega fun and a bit of an adrenaline junkie they were finding, but Eddie had some boring necessary accounts meeting.