Page 8 of Shared By the Werebears
“Search her,” Ronan ordered again. “She’s lying—I’d bet my Bear’s fur on it!”
Hesitantly, Finn reached out to touch me. He started at my shoulders, gingerly patting me down, and then let his hands drift to my upper arms.
Even that much contact was enough to make my blood heat.
“You’ll never find anything like that, Finn,” I purred, giving him my best come-hither look. “You’ll have to be alotmore thorough. Mostly when I hide magical artifacts on my person, I put them in my bra. You’d better unbutton my uniform to see.”
“You heard her—feel her tits!” Ronan growled.
“What? But I don’t fucking know her!” Finn protested.
“It’s okay, Finn,” I told him. “You can pat me down—I don’t mind.” I thrust out my breasts even more, letting him get an eyeful. I was wearing my usual uniform of a white button-down blouse and a black skirt. I had taken off my apron earlier, so it was easy to reach my buttons.
To be honest, the whole situation was really getting my motorrunning. Being held captive by one huge Were with my arms pinned behind my back while a second muscular Were ran his big hands all over my body was a fantasy I didn’t know I had until that moment.
“Well…” Finn hesitated for a moment, but the lust tea spell was working on him too. He started fumbling with my buttons but they were too small for his big fingers.
“Fuck it!” I heard him mutter. Grabbing either side of my blouse, he yanked hard. Buttons went flying everywhere and my white lace bra and a generous portion of cleavage was revealed.
I took advantage of the moment of confusion to murmur a tiny spell.
“Snip-snap
Bra unclasp.”
Not much of a rhyme, but it did the trick. My front-hook bra popped open, revealing my bare breasts and my tight nipples, which were aching to be played with and sucked.
Finn just stared at me for a moment.
“Holy Goddess,” he muttered hoarsely, his eyes going wide…and then half-lidded with lust.
“It’s okay, Finn,” I told him. “You can touch them—you can touchme—if you want to.”
The big Were resisted for a moment and then he couldn’t help himself—he cupped both my full breasts in his big palms and thumbed my nipples, making me moan and writhe in the other Were’s grasp.
“The fuck are you doing?” Ronan asked, his voice harsh with suppressed desire. “You’re supposed to be searching her for weapons or magical artifacts, not feeling her tits!”
“In that case, you’d better search lower,” I purred, wiggling my hips. “Because I always keep a magic dagger in my panties.”
“A what in your where?” Finn asked, looking dazed. He really was innocent and damn, did his big hands feel good on my breasts! I could feel the Need moving through me—the sexual desire that is part of my Succubus nature.
Another whispered spell and my skirt slithered down to my knees, showing the white lace panties that matched my bra.
“I keep a dangerous weapon down there,” I told Finn, nodding down at the silky lace fabric. “Hadn’t you better reach in and disarm me?”
“Oh…I guess so.”
Still looking slightly dazed, he let go of one of my breasts and slipped his big hand down into the waistband of my panties.
I moaned as his long fingers curled around the soft mound of my pussy. Goddess, it had been so long since I’d felt a man’s hands on me! And I liked that Finn was being careful. There’s a time for rough sex, but I like to start out gentle—at least until I get to know the guy I’m with.
Orguys, though all Ronan was doing was holding my arms behind my back. Still, just having both of them touch me at once was definitely filling my tank. Now if only Finn would touch me a little more…a little deeper…
“You’re close,” I told him, looking up into his forest green eyes, which were lazy with lust. “Just a little more.”
“I don’t feel anything in here but your soft little pussy, lady,” he protested, but I noticed he didn’t move his hand.
“Slip…slip your fingers inside,” I invited him—I was almost panting with need and desire now. It had been so long since I had come with a man and Ineededthis release.
