Page 89 of Grin and Bear It

Her eyes flicked my way, holding my gaze as her lips fell open. I watched a look of pleasure/pain cross her face.

“I like to know when I’ve done a good job.”

“You’ve done very well tonight,” Lin said. “God, I never thought you’d let us go this far. You can be a good girl and come on my fingers, can’t you?”

I watched our mate so damn closely, looking for signs of reluctance, of discomfort, but she noted my inspection and met my eyes as she nodded slowly. My spare hand moved, putting a plate of food on top of hers.

“Well, you know what to do. Eat your dinner, Ellie, and tell us how this makes you feel.”

Her jaw flexed and for a moment I wondered if she’d say no, but she grabbed her utensils anyway and started in on a plate of little goat’s cheese tarts.

“Oh my god…” Her soft groan could have been due to the combination of tart cheese, potato and an onion caramelised to sweetness by balsamic vinegar, or it could have been this. I traced the slick ring of her opening, waiting until she’d taken a bite before pushing a finger inside her.

“Good?” Lin plucked a tart from the plate and munched on it. “Yeah, this is good.” He removed the hand from between her legs and then offered the rest of the tart to me. I didn’t smell the crust or the cheese or the potato, just her on his fingers.

“Take that away before I suck your fingers clean,” I growled.

“Oh god…” Ellie gasped.

“What?” I leaned in closer. “You like this?” I hooked my fingers, finding the spot of rough skin on the inside of her channel and then stroked, rewarded by a gush of slick. “Or the idea of me licking Lin clean?”

“That,” she ground out, lowering her utensils.

“Eat up,” I urged, “and clarify. What’s got you praying to God? My fingers rubbing over the spot where I’ll lock down inside you?” Cole had informed us about his anatomy lesson under severe duress when I threatened to shave his scruffy head bald in his sleep if he didn’t spill the beans. “Or you want to see me lick Lin’s fingers?”

She stared at me as she clumsily cut into another tart, blind. Her eyes glittered with suppressed lust and I found myself unable to look away.

“Both,” she replied, a single eyebrow jerking up.

I met Lin’s eyes over the table. She thought we were gay when she first met us, not understanding that wasn’t how a sleuth worked. Maybe there were some more sexually flexible shifters out there, but I’d never met one. We were all about the girl, our girl, and that’s why I did this. I gripped Lin’s wrist tight, a look of shock on his face, but I only caught that for a second. I did this for her, because she wanted it, so I reached over and sucked his finger clean, then plucked the tart from his hand and chewed on it, the sweet taste of her and the salty of the goat’s cheese meshing perfectly.

“OK, we need to take this somewhere else,” she groaned. “Because I want…”

Lin’s fingers were back, working her clit harder, faster and we cooperated now, trying to fray her control. It was as if we had to stop her ending that sentence, because we weren’t pleasing her enough. She dropped her elbows on the table, bowing her head.

“What does this feel like?” I prompted. “You haven’t told us, and we’ll have to stop.”

“No!” She choked that off, reaching down under the table to keep us from moving. As if we would. Never away, just deeper into her.

“So what does this feel like?”

She turned to face me, her loss of control plainly evident. She was beautiful before, but now she was radiant, transported from her usual state to one that was transcendent.

“Not enough,” she ground out.

“What’s not enough?” I deliberately made my strokes shallower, not letting her slick cunt suck me deeper.

“Need more.”

“What do you need more of?” Lin asked, catching onto the game.

“So close…”

“Close to what, beautiful. Tell me and I’ll give it to you, you know that,” I said.

“Close to coming on your fingers,” she snapped. “I need more, Nash, deeper, harder, filling me up until I can’t take anymore, then forcing me to take it. That’s what I need.”

“OK, we are getting the bill,” Lin growled.

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