Between a Bear and a Hard Place(89)

He slid deeper, her body accepting every inch of him, until she felt the heat of his stomach against hers.

At first she shuddered, held her eyes closed out of fear that if she opened them she’d look scared. The last thing she wanted was to show any fear or anything at all except strength. But when she felt the kiss on the back of her neck and then another on her chest, Claire stopped worrying quite so much.

“We’ll go as slowly as you need us to,” Fury said, brushing the hair back out of Claire’s eyes. “Or we can stop, or—”

“You do that and I’ll kill you,” she said with a grin and a smirk. She slid the rest of the way down Stone, inhaling deeply and letting out just a little squeal as he hit the deepest parts of her sex. When her mouth fell open, he caught her with a kiss and cupped her breasts in his hands.

A second pair of hands first ran through her hair, and then slid slowly down Claire’s back, tickling as they went, teasing her skin to life. She took a breath, held it in until her chest grew tight and then exhaled as one of Fury’s fingers entered her pucker, moving in the same slow circles, relaxing her, opening her for him.

“Are you sure?” he asked. “We can wait.”

“I’m done waiting,” Claire said. “I want you to do whatever you want. Hell, I want this, no matter what it is you want. Bite me, scratch me, make me yours.”

“I’m sure there’s some ritual we’re supposed to go through,” Fury said.

“Some intricate series of gestures,” Stone added. “But with all these new beginnings, why not make our own?”

Fury’s fingertips slid against Claire’s soaked sex. She heard a sliding of skin against skin, and when he pushed his tip against her ring, she knew what he’d been doing. Wet with her own juice, Fury was able to squeeze the tip of his cock sweetly into her. She felt his heart throbbing inside her, and as slowly as he tried to go, Claire wanted more.

“More,” she whispered. “More, slow but... yes, oh my God yes,” she hissed.

Underneath her, Stone was still. He caressed her sides and her back, kissing her nipple when one of them went close enough to his mouth for a suck.

The fire in Claire’s belly burned so hot she thought she was seconds from a supernova bursting out of her chest.

“Get all in me,” she whispered, in between desperate moans. Her breath was hot and hitching in her chest, anticipation giving way to ecstasy. “That’s it, oh yes...”

Fury’s softest skin finally rested fully on Claire’s sex. The heavy heat of him radiated through her, punctuating each timed stroke with a tremor. Stone thrust into her as Fury pulled back, one after the other – slowly, deeply.

Those few moments that seemed to stretch into infinity were the closest Claire had ever felt to pure release, to letting go of all her worries, all her cares. In that moment, there wasn’t time for any of that. All she could do was to be... alive.

“Both,” she said, falling forward on her palms to brace herself. “At the same time, push into me, push deep!”

Fury, she felt, was starting to tremble inside her. A half-second later, the same swelling tension was coming from both of her bears. The hair on the sides of Claire’s neck was standing up at attention, and she thought, getting a little longer.

“Again,” she whispered.

There was a moment’s relaxation before that sweet eruption entered her once more.

“Again! I can’t take much more, I’m going to... I can feel it...”

Fury was straining to keep his climax away, she could hear his teeth grinding and feel the tightness of his grip on her sides. Stone’s eyes were closed tight, and his squeezes on her nipples more intense and furious.

“How... close?” Stone asked through gritted teeth.

“Can’t stop myself,” Fury groaned. “I can’t... yes!”

As the tightness running from Claire’s scalp to her knees pulled to an exclamation point, both of her bears – both of her mates – thrust into her at once. She felt them both pulse, and then in one moment of pure bliss, all three bodies trembled.

She screamed Fury’s name, then she cried for Stone. Both of them held her tight, both emptying every ounce of themselves inside her in a slick, sticky heat that overfilled her and spilled back out onto them. White spots of light flared in Claire’s vision as every nerve in her body fired at once. Every synapse, every neuron, exploded with such brilliance that she swore for just a second, she’d seen the end of the universe.

When it was all over, Claire collapsed down onto Stone, and Fury onto her. They stayed locked together, them inside her, until the men fell out on their own. Fury rolled off and pulled Claire with him, so that she nestled between both of them.