Between a Bear and a Hard Place(20)

“I can’t... what’s happening?” Claire asked. “I don’t do this sort of thing, I don’t—”

When Stone’s fingertips plied underneath her jeans, and he slid his fingers down her body, along either side of her surprisingly wet, tingling sex, her words turned to mush, her knees went weak.

“I don’t know,” Fury said in between another round of increasingly hungry kisses, “what that mark is. I don’t know why we have the same eyes. But I do know that I’ve never felt like you make me feel.”

“Forever, there were only two of us,” Stone said, moving around the tree and taking one of Claire’s hands. He laid her back on the blanket of pine needles and leaves and sheets they had taken from the lab. “I knew there was a missing piece.”

Fury touched her chest, his fingertips burning through the limp cotton of her shirt that was soaked through with sweat. Stone’s finger pushed her apart, and tested her entrance with a tentative gentleness that took her by surprise.

A gasp spilled from Claire’s lips, followed by a groan and she clenched her fist, crushing a handful of leaves and dirt against the palm of her hand before raising it and bracing herself against Fury’s massive arms.

Her entire world was nothing but the pressure between her legs, the gentle prick of pine needles coming through the hospital-quality sheet, and Fury’s hands rasping over her chest, her breasts.

“We don’t always ask for what we need,” Fury said in between breaths, between kisses sucked gently on Claire’s full bottom lip. He traced the curve of her belly and the bulge of one of her hips as she tried to buck against Stone’s hand, which cupped her sex. “But when it comes along, there’s no reason to fight it.”

She nodded, biting her lip and trying not to snort as the big bear’s palm ground against her clit. Claire managed to unbutton her jeans before they got torn, which was good as it was her only pair. With them discarded carelessly to the side, the smell of her sweet sex mixed with the two bears in her nose. She was on a cloud, floating helplessly in a bath of warmth and security. She was wrapped with her favorite blankets, she was halfway through a bottle of Malbec with no intent to stop before she—

“Oh!” she grunted. “Oh my... oh my God! You’re making me... I can’t stop,” her breath came in hard, confused bursts. “Squeeze,” she urged as she grabbed Fury’s massive hand and crushed her breast with it. “Pinch my... nipple... twist...”

A wave of tension pulled every single one of the muscles running from the top of Claire’s neck to the bottom of her feet. Her entire body was, for one split second, completely rigid and stiff, and then in the next, all of that tightness exploded with a wave of sticky, sweet heat.

“Claw me,” Fury demanded, as she did it anyway. Her fingernails digging into his tanned skin, Claire felt her whole body draw up again as Stone pulsed his fingers so deep inside her she could hardly believe it. He turned his hand, keeping pressure on her clit, but at the same time swirling the tip of his finger against the spot right on her front wall. Every nerve flared, every sense she had exploded to life.

She couldn’t see, couldn’t think – she didn’t want to or need to, though. Everything she needed was right there with her, holding her tight, comforting her and kissing her. Lips traced the line of her neck, fingers kept turning, and then when the wave finally broke, and she opened her eyes to see both of the bears staring down at her?

“What the hell,” she took a deep breath, shuddering as it trickled from her lips and her sex cooled on her thighs. “What the hell have I got myself into?”

Fury cocked a smile. Stone nodded sternly, but allowed himself the hint of a smile.

“Whatever it is,” Fury said, “we’re right there with you. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out together.”

She breathed for a moment, taking it all in, drinking in the afterglow and letting it wash over her, through her. As suddenly as the two bears’ ferocious excitement had overcome them, Stone collected Claire’s jeans and tossed them to her.

“But now we have to move,” he said mysteriously. “They’ll track us. They’ll find us. And,” he trailed off.

“We’re not going to let that happen,” Fury finished. “We’ll never give up, never stop until we’ve found our kin.”

Claire was just shaking her head. But before she could say anything, or even really formulate any useful thoughts, Fury spoke again.

“And more than that, we’ll keep you safe. I don’t know why, but it feels like something is telling me that there’s more to this than we know.”