Two Bears For Christmas (3 page)

“Of course it’s different. I’ve really become the slut that Carl said I was.” She shook her head, tears running down her cheeks. “Maybe that’s why he did what he did. Maybe I
did
deserve it. Maybe I have been teasing him these last several months.”

“Dinnae mention that ass again, lass. He isn’t here. It’s just us and we dinnae think such a thing about ye,” Roddy said from behind her. “We would never think such a thing about ye.”

Ewan’s inner clock told him their ten minutes were almost up. He had to do something to convince her to stay. Since she didn’t give him a definitive,
No
, he moved down and settled between her thighs. Throwing her legs over his shoulders, he took a deep breath and groaned. “She does smell as sweet as summer honey, Roddy.” Pulling her nether lips apart with his thumbs, he lapped at her quivering flesh. “She tastes as sweet, as well.”

With one quick stab, he snaked his tongue inside her tight channel. Nothing could have prepared him for the taste that burst over his tongue. Sweet cream coated his lips and chin. Pulling his tongue from inside her, he circled her clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth as she screamed through her first orgasm. He was determined it would be her first of many as he repeatedly suckled her throbbing clit.

Her body stiffened, her heels dug into his back and another scream rent the air as he continued his ruthless assault on her wet woman’s flesh. Ewan loved the way she responded as he thrust first one, then two fingers into her tight sheath.

Body bowing, she arched up off the bed, her breaths coming in harsh gasps as she labored to pull air into her lungs between her screams. Pressing up against the inside of her channel, he found the tight ball of nerves he knew would drive her over the edge once again. Massaging it with his fingers, he brought her over the edge once more.

“Will ye stay with us, lass?” Roddy voiced the question in Ewan’s own mind.

“Yes, will ye stay with us? Will ye let us show ye how a man should treat a woman?”

“Are you saying…” She paused, her breath coming in short pants. “That you haven’t shown me that, yet?”

“No, lass,” he and Roddy said at the same time. “We’ve only just begun.”

“If that’s the case, I think this just might kill me.” She smiled. “But, what a way to go.”

“Are ye saying that you’ll stay?” Ewan asked as he looked up at her from between her legs.

“Somehow, I know I’m going to regret this, but yes.” How could she say no? These two men had brought her to orgasm more times in the last several minutes than anyone ever had—including herself!

If they wanted to delude themselves into thinking she was some pretty little thing, who was she to argue with them? At first, she’d been convinced it was the alcohol talking, but if she was sober, they had to be as well, didn’t they?

Tilting her head back, she stared up into Roddy’s clear blue eyes. “Tell me you’re not drunk and I’m not dreaming.”

Ye aren’t dreaming, lass and we aren’t drunk, unless ye count drunk on the fact that we’ve finally found our mate.

Unshed tears burned Tabitha’s eyes when she heard Roddy’s voice in her head. She
was
dreaming, and that was too bad. She sighed. At least she could let loose her inhibitions and enjoy every minute with these two hotties. Now that she knew this was nothing more than a fantasy, she didn’t have to worry about repercussions or regrets.

Smiling through her tears, she pulled the t-shirt over her head from where they had pushed it up around her neck and threw it across the room.

“What are you waiting for, boys? I plan to make the most of this. Let’s get busy.”

She turned when Ewan moved from between her legs. Wrapping her arm around Roddy’s neck, she pulled him down for a kiss. Pulling her into his arms, he skimmed his hands down her back to the curve of her hip. Cupping her buttocks, he pulled her closer, pressing her against his hardened length.

Ewan moved up, thrusting the heat of his erection against her thigh. Reaching out, she grasped it, caressing the tip with her thumb. A drop of pre-cum wet her fingers and he groaned when she used the tip of her thumb to spread it over the head of his cock.

Lowering his head, Ewan took the tip of her left breast into the heat of his mouth. Tabitha arched her back, pressing her rear against Roddy’s erection and her breast deeper into the scalding heat of Ewan’s mouth.

She could do this one time. She could grab the brass ring and hold tight, just this once. Tomorrow, when she woke, she could remind herself that this was nothing more than a dream, but now…now this was real and these men truly wanted her, imperfections and all.

The two men practically devoured her. They made her feel petite, pretty, sexy. Everything she had never felt before in her life. Every time a man took her to bed, he did so for his own gratification. These men gave her pleasure because they wanted to give
her
pleasure more than they sought it out for themselves.

If this was a dream, so be it. If, by some miracle, this turned out to be real and these men
really
were here worshiping her body as though she were some goddess, all the better.

Tabitha had to admit to herself that being wanted was sexy. It was possibly the most powerful aphrodisiac of all. Heat seared through her. Her blood thickened, moving slowly through her body as her world narrowed down to this one tiny space in time.

Sensations roiled through her as their hands skimmed over her flesh. Small touches, meant to drive her wild, did just that. Her body quivered with need as the two men played her body like a finely tuned instrument.

Ewan licked her nipple and lifted his head. “Are ye ready, lass?” Leaning down, he blew on the turgid tip, the cool air causing it to tighten even more as she stared up into his lovely gray eyes.

“Aye,” she said with a smile as he moved between her thighs. Gathering her legs up, he rested her knees over his elbows.

“You’re so small. I fear I’ll hurt ye.” He met her gaze, his eyes filled with concern. “You’ll let me know if it hurts?”

Tabitha reached up and pushed an inky lock of hair off his brow with a smile. I’ll let you know. You don’t have to worry about that.”

Giving her a sharp nod, Ewan leaned forward, pressing the head of his cock against her entrance. He moved against her, the thick head of his cock pressing into her, so tight, hot—like velvet covered steel.

Roddy, next to her, leaned over, taking her right nipple into the blazing heat of his mouth. Tabitha closed her eyes and threw her head back with a hiss.

“You’re so tight, lass.” Ewan groaned as he slowly thrust inside her. He moved slowly, too slowly, his thrusts growing deeper inch by slow inch as she fought the urge to lift herself up and take every delicious bit of him in one quick thrust.

Ewan reached between them, his fingers circling her clit, bringing forth a rush of liquid heat that coated his cock and helped him sink deeper into her tight channel. Once his pelvis rested against hers, he lowered himself a bit and kissed her.

“I hope you’re ready for this, lass, because I’m not certain I can hold back.”

Tabitha wasn’t sure she wanted him to hold back. She needed to feel him moving inside her before she went mad. “Just do it, Ewan. Fuck me so hard and deep that I can’t see straight.” She turned to Roddy. “And when he’s done, I want you to do the same.”

“As ye wish, lass,” Roddy said with a smile. “I live tae do your bidding.”

If only that were true.
Nothing could have pleased her more than to wake up the next day and find out this wasn’t a dream, that these two men really did want her as much as they claimed.

“Hold on tight, lass. This ride is about tae get rough,” Ewan said as he slowly withdrew, his cock dragging over nerve endings she never knew she had before now.

Shock had her eyes opening wide when he rammed his cock into her the first time. Sensations she never knew existed pulsed through her. Her channel gripped him tight, her muscles flexing over his cock as he pistoned in and out of her.

Her world seemed strange, surreal as Ewan rocked above her, his every thrust driving her closer and closer to another climax while Roddy continued to suckle her breast, his hands gripping her hair and plucking at her other nipple.

The entire world seemed to narrow to a tiny circle of light surrounding the three of them on the bed. Heat swirled through her, electricity seemed to arc through her body. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as she climaxed yet again. Nothing existed for her but these two men and how they made her feel.

Beautiful.

For the first time in her adult life, Tabitha felt beautiful, and she loved them for that alone.

“It’s my turn, lass. Are ye up for it?” Roddy asked, knowing that he would refrain if that were her wish. He wanted this woman more than he had ever wanted a woman in his life, but he knew he wouldn’t take her now, if that was what she wanted.

His heart had swelled as he watched Ewan drive his cock into her willing flesh and he waited to have her. He thanked the gods that she accepted them, at least enough to allow them to make love to her.

It didn’t matter to him that she didn’t realize they considered this a mating. Perhaps one day they would look back on this and laugh. Perhaps one day, after they had been together a few years, she would completely understand their feelings on the matter.

Maybe it wouldn’t matter. The real mating couldn’t come until she agreed, and she would have to do so vocally. If what he suspected of her was true, it might be a difficult thing to get her to admit.

He admired the woman who was his mate. What other woman had the strength to fight off a man who intended to rape her and then give herself over to two others within a day? Roddy thanked the gods that their woman was strong as well as brave. When their kind scented prey, it was difficult to think of it as anything other than a potential meal.

One thing was certain. Tabitha Kingsley was anything but prey. If anything, it was
she
who was the hunter. She mesmerized him with her gaze and held him captive with little more than a stare. How could he think of her as anything less than an experienced huntress?

“Straddle Ewan, lass. Let him pleasure ye while I take ye from behind.” He moved to cup her ass when she did as he asked. Trailing his finger between the creamy globes, he stopped, fingering the tight rosette. “Hae ye ever taken a man here, love?”

Roddy knew it might be too soon to use that word, but he had a need to say it, to voice what was already in his heart. He loved this lass and nothing would ever change that. Even if she decided that this was their only time together, he knew he would love this woman for her courage and her willingness to give in to all of their desires on one cold, winter night.

“I have. Not recently, though.”

“That doesn’t matter, little one. All that matters is that ye have and ye know what tae expect.”

She bit her lip.

“What’s wrong, lass?” Roddy skimmed his hands up her back before reaching out to take the container of lubricant from Ewan. Thank god for the other man’s optimism. He’d purchased the lubricant on the off chance that they found their mate. Perhaps it had been a premonition. Otherwise, he would have had to wait to take her ass. He wasn’t a small man in any way, and doing so without lubricant could have harmed her.

“Nothing’s wrong. It’s just…”

“Tell me, love. Before I take ye and can’t take back what I’m about tae do.”

“Well…” She glanced back and licked her lips. “I’ve never really enjoyed it. Can’t we just—”

“No, lass. If we’re tae ever take ye at the same time, we must prepare ye for it.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades. “I won’t ask for your trust so soon, but I would ask ye tae give me a chance. One chance tae pleasure ye like this.” He met her gaze, staring deep into her eyes. “Will ye give me this one chance tae show you how good it can be?”

His brave little mate held his gaze for a moment before she licked those full lips again and gave him a short nod. “Just this once, but if I don’t like it, I don’t think there will ever be a second time.”

Then we’d better make it damned good for her, Ewan. I dinnae know about you, but I know I want a true mating with this woman.

Me too, Roddy. Me too.

“Are ye ready then?” he asked as he opened the small container, then drizzled oil over her back hole.

“Yes.” Tabitha squeezed her eyes shut and gave a sharp nod. “I’m about as ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Lean down and relax, love. Let Ewan pleasure ye while I work my way inside ye. I’ll do my best not tae hurt ye.” He paused. “Though it will hurt a wee bit when I enter ye. Dinnae judge me by that.”

Gently pushing between her shoulders, he watched as Ewan leaned up and pressed his lips against hers. His cock jerked at the sight of his best friend kissing their mate. He cupped her breasts, twisting and pulling her nipples. He grinned at the sight of Ewan’s new erection. Nothing could stir a bear’s desire as much as his mate could.

Coating his fingers with the oil, he inserted first one, then two fingers into her tight hole.
Gods, man, she’s going tae squeeze me tae death when I finally work my cock into her ass.
As gently as he could, he worked a third finger inside her. She would need it. His cock was no small thing and he wanted to be certain that he kept her pain to a minimum.

Finally, when he thought her ready, he pulled his fingers from her tight hole. “Are ye ready, lass?” He positioned himself behind her, the large head of his cock pressed against her tiny rosette.

“Yes.” She nodded quickly, her breath coming in short pants. “I’m ready.”
Please do this soon. It feels good, but I’m afraid I’ll chicken out if you don’t hurry.

In his head, Roddy heard the words Tabitha hadn’t wanted to say. “Just remember it will hurt at first. Afterward, when your body has adjusted to my size, it’ll be good. I promise.” Closing his eyes, Roddy sent up a prayer that it was a promise he could keep.
I’ve never been scared before in my life, old friend,
he said to Ewan through their link.
If I fuck this up, we’ll lose this brave, and bonnie lass forever.