My hand is still wrapped around his rod, and I play with it as my pleasure builds and builds. Marcus doesn’t relent, tugging on my nipples, sucking on my clit, growling into my pussy. After a particularly hard pinch, the dam breaks. I scream as I flood Marcus’s face with my orgasm, my muscles tensing and releasing in great waves of ecstasy.
“Now, Goldie,” Marcus growls, lifting his hips so his cock bumps against my cheek. Like the good girl I am, I wrap my lips around him again, then bob my head, taking him deeper on each pass.
It’s not long until I’m gagging, tears leaking out of the corners of my eyes, drool and precum covering my chin. Marcus thrusts up into my mouth, wild grunts vibrating against my pussy, where he’s still positioned like he doesn’t need air—only me.
“Take every drop,” he sneers as his whole body stiffens. His cock throbs in my mouth, then thick, creamy spurts ofcum cover my tongue, soon overflowing. I try to swallow as best I can, but there’s just so much. I feel it cover my hand, the root of his dick, maybe even his balls.
Once he’s done unloading, I pull back and lick his still-hard cock like a popsicle, then my palm. As his hands are caressing my sides while I clean him, I realize they’re not hands at all, but bear paws. Wild!
“Good girl,” he praises quietly, sounding more relaxed and content than I’ve ever heard him. I’m proud of myself for accomplishing that.
With a huge grin, I turn around and lean in to kiss him. He tastes like me, and I probably taste like him too. But I know that together, we taste the best.
14
ADRIAN
Marcus and Goldie walk in hand-in-hand, looking disheveled and smelling like sex. My eyes go to Kieran, who’s fighting off a smirk with limited success. He’s been taking his time setting the table; we both heard what’s happening in the stables.
“You’re late,” he drawls, giving Marcus a knowing look.
“Had to feed all the animals in the stables,” Goldie replies cheekily.
I choke on my spit, coughing hoarsely. Little troublemaker!
Kieran laughs, and Marcus looks slightly uncomfortable—he normally prefers to keep things close to the vest. Well, Goldie’s going to shake things up for him, that’s for sure. His calm, regimented life is about to have a wrench of chaos thrown in. An adorable one with dangerous curves and bouncy golden locks.
“Let’s eat,” he grumbles, tugging Goldie to the table.
“Sounded like you already did,” Kieran mutters under his breath, quiet enough that only another shifter would hear.
I run a hand down my face. His comments during myencounter with Goldie were just as bad. I’m getting secondhand embarrassment over here.
“What’s for dinner?” Goldie asks as she flounces onto the chair Marcus pulled out for her. “I’m famished.”
“Pasta with walnuts and honey,” Kieran replies with a sad smile. “It’s something my mom used to make. Before she died.”
Goldie’s face drops, and she reaches over to grab the brown bear’s hand. “I’m so sorry,” she murmurs, her eyes swimming with unshed tears.
She’s so empathetic. Such a rare human.
Kieran takes her hand and brings it to his mouth for a kiss. “It’s okay. It was a long time ago, and Adrian’s parents never let me feel like an orphan.”
He then exchanges a look with Marcus that I can’t decipher. What are they hiding?
“It’s amazing how bonded the three of you are,” Goldie gushes, looking between us. “I wish I could have that.”
“You do now,” I rush to say. “You’re ours, Goldie. Do you understand that?”
Her round cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink. Suddenly, my pants feel too tight.
“I think I do,” she says shyly, picking up her fork and digging into the pasta as she avoids eye contact.
Three predators watch unblinkingly as she brings the loaded utensil to her soft mouth. It parts invitingly, her tongue making an appearance. Then her lips wrap around the tines, and I have to adjust myself under the tablecloth.
This little minx has no idea her hands are firmly wrapped around our balls. And none of us are complaining. Not anymore—not now that Marcus finally gave in to what Kieran and I had already realized. Goldie is our destiny.
“I think sweet dinners are going to be my next favoritething,” she says enthusiastically, bringing a smile to even Marcus’s normally stern face.
