Page 36 of Finding Her Panthers

“We grew up with this type of relationship. It’s normal to us. I resisted at first, but I love my brothers. I respect them. It’s nice knowing I can count on them taking care of you if I can’t be there and vice versa. We all have needs, more than a human. Shifters have never been shy or judgmental.” His hand leaves my waist and strokes down my hip to my legs and back. “Are you glad you have three mates? Is it abnormal to you?”

His light touch makes me squirm. “I am glad. Even though I didn’t grow up with it, I had heard of it. I guess since my panther is all on board, it’s easier to accept.” My concentration is rapidly decreasing.

“Mmmm.” He hums, looking down at me over my shoulder. “You refused to let James take care of you.” It’s not a question, but I nod anyway.

He trails his fingers over my peaked nipples, circling, tapping, back to circling. Then engulfing them, squeezing and releasing. My center is pulsing in time with his hand.

“Do you want me to take care of you? Again,” he asks seductively. But he doesn’t stop his caress, just letting his other hand underneath me take over at my breasts and the other slide down my stomach. He taps the front of my bottoms. “I like hearing you moan. I enjoy bringing you to the peak, watching you tumble over. Knowing it’s me doing it.”

I get caught up in the sensations he brings out in my body. My hips lifted at his second tap.

“Harmony?” His hand stops.

“Yes.” That is all I can manage.

“Do you want my fingers inside you?”

“Yes, please.”

“You ask so sweetly.” He hums his approval.

“Where is Jax?” I know he went for a run, but I want him home too.

“Here,” Jax rasps as he walks into the room, grabbing the back of a chair dragging it to the bottom of the bed. He wears nothing but his sweatpants. His eyes devoured the view.

“Do you want a show, brother?” Blue asks him.

My heart skips a beat.

“You know me so well.” Jax grins. “Is that alright with you baby, girl?”

“Yes.”

Blue reaches down to tug on my waistband, silently demanding me to remove them.

My shaky hands finally cooperate, pushing them to my feet. Jax reaches the edge of the bed, grabs them at my ankles, and pulls them off. Blue positions me back on my side, tucked into his front. He taps his finger on the inside of my knee.

“Open. Wrap your leg over mine,” he instructs.

I look over at a sleeping James and an eager Jax, who is sitting in the chair, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees—watching intently.

I slowly follow directions, wrapping my leg over Blue’s knee, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Good girl,” Blue praises. “In this room with the three of us, nothing is off-limits unless you feel uncomfortable. We will ask things of you that may give you pause. If you have questions or fears, do not hesitate to stop us. We will not be mad. We will not want you any less. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” They are such good men. It is a little odd to be having this conversation when I am spread out for them. But I appreciate it. “Will we always be together like this?”

“We have no rules. You have all the control. We won’t get jealous if you want to be with one of us, or all of us. We take our cues from you. We will also try things with you. Jax likes to watch. Not saying he won’t want to fuck you how he wants. James will take direction from you and from us. His goal is to bring you pleasure in any way that happens, and he really doesn’t care. And if you haven’t guessed, I like to instruct, to be in control.” His fingers continue to run up and down the inside of my thigh. “Do not restrict your reactions. We want to hear you. Do you still want this?”

“Yes,” I say eagerly.

His other hand hovers above my breasts. “Do you want to see them, brother?” he asks Jax casually.

This is so naughty and hot. I may just orgasm from his words and casual dialogue between them.

“Yes,” Jax answers roughly.

Blue pulls my top-down, baring my heavy breasts to their hungry gaze. His fingers pull each nipple once, and a zap goes from them down to my center.

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