Page 62 of Bear Strength

“Sure.”

I tuck him in, as he turns to the other side. I watch him, until his breathing becomes steady, then unhurriedly tiptoe out of the room. I walk downstairs to the living room. Mason is reclining on the sofa. Adrian is slumped down into the armchair, and Wagner has found a seat on a semi-comfortable chair in the corner. I take my seat next to Mason.

None of us speaks. We’re just letting the after moment sink in, consume us fully. I listen to the sound of our breathing. Slow, deliberate. It’s amazing how alive you feel after a brush with death. The adrenaline is almost unbearable. But, we survived. We all survived.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I could use a beer,” I finally stand up.

I doubt I’d be able to fall asleep after tonight’s ordeal, so I might as well celebrate the fact that we’re all alive and well.

“Bring it on,” Wagner grins.

I return from the kitchen with a cold beer for everyone. I sit down on the sofa, and take a long, thirsty sip. It travels down my throat, cooling down the inner fire, finally settling in my stomach.

“I don’t know how to thank you all,” I tell them.

Whatever I say sounds too weak. They just saved my life. More importantly, they saved my son’s life. There is nothing I could do to ever return that favor.

“Don’t leave Swallow Springs,” Adrian tells me.

Wagner and Mason are looking at me, with the same message written all over their faces. Don’t leave. Stay. Stay with us.

“I couldn’t leave now even if I wanted to,” I assure them, with a smile.

“I know this is a strange arrangement,” Mason takes over. “But, you know how we feel about you. You know how we feel about Dominick, too. We’ve taken you into our family, but you are still free to make your own choices. If Swallow Springs is too small for you, you can leave. We don’t know what your plans are, maybe you are ambitious and you want to make something of your life, or maybe you’d be happy in a little town, where everyone knows everyone.”

“My wrist might get stiff from all that waving, but I think I could handle that,” I grin. “All I ever wanted was a family, a partner who understands and loves me. Now, I found three. What more could a girl ask for?”

I feel dizzy, and I know it’s not the alcohol. I barely had any. It’s something else, something much more powerful, much more lasting. I take Mason by the hand. We both get up. I take Adrian with my other hand, and he, in turn, takes Wagner’s hand. Together, we walk upstairs, like intruders in someone else’s house.

We reach my bedroom, then close the door. I don’t know why I’m so turned on. I feel like a giddy 16 year old, about to do it in her boyfriend’s car, after the drive in. Mason kisses me first. It’s as hungrily as the previous time, but there is even more rawpassion now. More impatience. I feel bliss sear through my skin, as two more pairs of hands start to explore my body.

One item at a time, our clothes end up on the floor. I gasp at the way they make me feel. I’ve never felt this beautiful, this wanted, this loved. Adrian showers my neck with soft, butterfly kisses, then a moment later, I’m lying on the bed, my legs spread apart. Mason mounts me first, as my lips are covered by kisses from Wagner, and Adrian plays with my hardened nipples.

Mason dives right into me with a low growl of pleasure, and I breathe out heavily, right into Wagner’s mouth. His cock is so big, it hits exactly the right spot. He is fucking me hard, mercilessly, without any preparation, and I’m loving it. I’m about to shatter into a million little pieces by the time he’s done with me. He slides in and out effortlessly, as my pussy juices leak out of me. My clit is swollen and needy. He senses it, and his thumb starts rubbing against it. I muffle my scream with my own hand, my inhibitions all undone before these three men whom I’ve vowed to love now and forever more. They own this little town, and I now I feel like they own me, too. That’s exactly what I want.

Mason’s wet fingers keep playing with my clit, as Adrian’s devil tongue toys around with my nipple. I find Wagner’s cock with my right hand, and start jerking it off. We’re all covered in sweat, our juices mixing. This is how I want to spend the rest of my days.

I watch as Mason’s face grimaces in pangs of pleasure that seem to wash over him in tidal waves. He slams hard into me a few more times, and I feel his throbbing cock ejaculate right into me. He thrusts a few more times, squeezing the last remaining drops into me, then slides out. My pussy is all wet, covered in my own juices and his sticky cum. He leans over to me and kisses me softly on the lips.

“I love you,” I hear him say.

Suddenly, he gets off the bed and slumps down into the armchair in the corner of the room, not paying any attention to a few items of clothing that were resting there carelessly. His cock is glistening in the lamplight, as he crosses his leg over the opposite knee, like some boss, expecting a show.

For a moment, I’m not sure what he expects me to do. But, Adrian’s lips fly over mine and land with his tongue protruding. Wagner’s cock separates the wet folds of my still throbbing pussy, and I know the fun isn’t over yet.

“Turn over,” I hear Adrian whisper, and his voice sends goosebumps all over my body.

I get down on my knees, propped with my arms, with my butt high up in the air. Adrian slides in underneath me, managing to take a gentle bite of my nipple, as it hangs over his head.

“Ouch!” I giggle, remembering that we need to be quiet.

Wagner’s cock spreads sticky warmth all over my pussy, then a little up as well. I’ve never done that before. I’ve always considered it the forbidden hole, even though Russel expressed a desire for it more than once. Of course, there was no way in Hell I’d give it to him. But, now, the situation is completely different. I’m curious. Still feeling like that 16 year old, about to get her titties sucked and then fucked for the first time. I don’t know what it is with these guys, but they make me feel so horny.

My wetness soaks Wagner’s cock. Adrian slides into me in one effortless push, making me moan softly. I never knew how difficult it is to be silent while having the best sex of your life. Wagner grabs my wrists, as the tip of his cock finds its rightful place. I’m shaking in anticipation of what’s to come Adrian’s dick is already inside of me, filling me up slowly, keeping up the rhythm. Wagner’s cock presses into me, it fights to come inside. I’m tight, but slowly I start to relax.

“That’s right,” Wagner whispers into my ear, and I swear I come a little right there and then. He stretches me out slowly, carefully for it not to hurt. At least, not to hurt too much. But, the intense mixture of pleasure and pain feels amazing. I cling to them both, my pussy and asshole adjusting to the foreign bodies inside of them. Gently, we pick up a unified rhythm. I cling to them both, as two cocks glide in and out of me. Adrian’s lips find mine easily, and he makes sure to hold me tight. Otherwise, I might lose my balance. I’d be shaking too much.

I glance upward, and see Mason on the armchair. He is jerking himself off, watching us fuck. I shiver with the intensity of the pleasure inside of me. I never thought such ecstasy was ever possible. I thought you could only find it in romance novels and movies with a happily ever after. Never in real life. Never for me.

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