Page 109 of Grin and Bear It

“To do that, I need to work my fingers up inside you.” My hand slid down, fingers separating as I stroked them around her entrance, but refused to dip in. “Need to stroke that place that aches for me.”

It was then the heat broke somewhat, something else rising.

“You can feel it, can’t you?” I asked, desperation making my voice hoarse. “Somewhere deep inside you something aches just for me.”

“Yes…” Ellie moaned, shifting then, trying to turn around and grab for my zipper, wanting to grab for exactly what she needed.

But not yet.

I told her that between sweet kisses, Cole’s eyes sharpening, his pencil moving faster as he flicked through page after page of quick sketches.

“Don’t need foreplay,” she growled. “Let’s fuck.”

And there was the contradiction of my mate. One moment she was schooling our boys through something they struggled with, the next she was gasping for my dick. I loved both sides of her, but right now I wanted this. I slid a hand under her butt, her hips swivelling as I stroked two fingers through the messy slick between her thighs.

“This first,” I insisted.

“No, I need…” Her words trailed away as I jabbed my fingers inside her, that hot, slick channel parting for me, sucking at each one as I drove them in deeper. My fingers curled up, raking along the front wall of her cunt until they caught there. “Oh fuck… Oh fuck!”

“That’s the spot,” Cole said with a cruel smile. “Fuck, look, she’s dripping.”

I knew that already, feeling the gush of her slick all over my hand, her cunt making lewd sounds as I delved deeper. It was like I was juicing her, squeezing out every drop of slick she could produce, that hard little gland softening, swelling under my fingers.

“Ty… Ty…”

People shortened my name all the time because Aussies seemed incapable of using the one your mother gave you, but I’d never loved the sound of it more than from her lips. She couldn’t say a full word, couldn’t complete a sentence, not while I had her like this. My spare arm was slung around her waist, my fingers teasing her clit as the other hand opened her up, made sure she was aware of the elemental part of her that needed me, right as she started to come apart. She was bouncing on my fingers, making me think of just how it would feel when I replaced them with my cock, her hands raking down her thighs as she got closer.

“Oh god, Ty…”

“You gonna come for us, beautiful girl?” I asked, eyeing Cole as my sleuthmate worked. His pencil seemed to be in a race against time, trying to capture everything before she came apart.

But he’d never win.

“I think you are,” I told Ellie. “Come for me, beautiful.” The bear’s growl coloured my voice, turning it from a suggestion to an order. “Come for me now!”

Chapter55

What even was my life?

I’d gone from a lacklustre love life with Deadbeat Derek to this.

Tyson’s voice was a silken rope, wrapping around me, forcing me to do every damn thing I wanted. Being held close and made to orgasm by a hot guy was one thing, but having another man record every moment with rapt fascination? Part of me felt like a damn queen right now, flush with pleasure, adored and worshipped, and I knew then I could never settle for anything else.

Because when he told me to come, my body showed him just whose bitch she was, doing just as he told me, pleasure exploding out like a fiery ball of golden light, making me feel weightless, senseless for just a moment, before I came crashing back down. Was this the life of bear shifter mates? To have all this pleasure lavished on you one night, only for you to go greedily back for more the next day? I felt overheated and swollen as I turned then, jolting as I felt Tyson’s fingers slip free of me, but even as I experienced that loss, I knew what I really needed.

“I came like a good girl…” I said, flushing as I remembered how the guys had used that term last night. “So now I get what I really need, right?”

Tyson was going to reply, his lips parting, but so did his zip. A small frown formed as I wrapped my hand around his swollen length, any words forgotten as I gave his cock an experimental tug. His breath came out in a long hiss before he closed his hand over the top of mine to stop me.

“Whatever you want,” he told me, staring at me with heavily lidded eyes. “But if you keep touching me like that, things are gonna come to a head way too fast.”

“Don’t worry about Ty,” Cole said and I could hear the smirk in his tone. “If he’s not up for the job, I am. I’ve been dreaming about feeding my cock into that greedy little pussy the minute I first saw you.”

I turned around slowly then, eyes narrowing as I stared at him.

“What?” I wasn’t sure what devil had possessed me, but as my hand slid down, parting my folds for him, I watched the bob of Cole’s Adam’s apple as he stared. “This pussy?”

Tyson chuckled, right up until I rose up, grabbing his cock by the root to angle it just right before I sat down on it.

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