Page 90 of Grin and Bear It

“No.” His eyes bore into mine, a battle of will raging, but one we’d all win, I was sure of it.

“You’re so fucking bossy—” he started to say.

“Yeah, I am.” I gazed at Ellie then, unable to look away. “I’m real fucking bossy with those I care about and I care about you, Ellie. Come on our fingers and we’ll get the rest of this food to go. Then we’ll take you home and give you everything you want and need.”

“Really?”

There was something plaintive in her voice just then, like she doubted my word and I knew I had to extinguish that fear at some point.

But not now.

“Really, beautiful. Whatever you want, you’ll have it. That’s what it means to go out on a date with bear shifters. You get every damn thing you could possibly want and a little more.”

Lin and I moved our hands then, working as one to give our mate the release she needed, that we needed her to have. I could feel the rapid flick of his fingers dimly, my thrusts keeping pace. We listened to the wild music of her pants getting harder, faster. I felt her cunt clamp tight around me, making it hard for me to move my fingers, so I rubbed hard on that spot, right before she came apart.

“Fuck… coming…”

I felt like the mother fucking man right then, something that no fancy setting could compete with, as I watched Ellie’s cheeks flush bright red, her eyes glitter as she sobbed out her pleasure. Her cunt flexed and twitched around me, telling me just how good she felt as she came, until finally the spasms fell away.

I pulled my fingers free, patting the flesh of her mound before licking them clean, not willing to waste a drop. Then I got to my feet, giving her shoulder a squeeze before approaching the bar.

“How’d your dinner go?”Madeline asked with a polite smile.

“We’ve got to cut things short,” I said with a regretful look. “Ellie’s come down with a migraine, but she loved the dishes she was able to try. Can we get what’s left and the mains we ordered to go?”

“Already bagged up the mains,” she said, handing me several bags filled with Styrofoam containers. “And I’ll have someone pack up the entrees, but Nash…” She smiled prettily, something I objectively noticed, but didn’t respond to. “You found your mate. That’s amazing!”

This place was run by Madeline and her pack, and her guys had been the ones that got us on the job to build this place.

“More amazing than I ever could have imagined,” I agreed before handing over my credit card.

Chapter45

It was all a fucking mess as we spilled out of the restaurant. My legs were as wobbly as a new-born colt’s, but the two of them swept in, keeping me upright, each with an arm wrapped around my waist, before directing me back to the car. But when Nash opened the door for me, my lips found his. No sweet kiss to commemorate the fact I’d dressed up for once. I’d tasted something amazing as they got me off, and I wanted more.

My clit, my whole body tingled. I felt a strange kind of energy rushing into me each time we touched. Because as I kissed Nash with my whole soul, Lin lifted my hair, bunching it in his fist and ran kisses down my neck.

I was on fire.

“I need—” Nash kissed that sentence away. “I need—”

“We know what you need, Ellie,” Lin said, smoothing his hands down over my shoulders and turning me around. My lips felt swollen and twice their size as he inspected them. “Thing is: how far do you want to go tonight?”

This was the point where I could pause, one where I collected myself, let cooler heads prevail and make the sensible choice. We had takeaway containers for days with delicious food. I could snack on some of it as I finalised the rest of the work I needed to get done and then go to bed, alone, with a promise to catch up again.

But no one could accuse me of always making sensible decisions.

“What are you offering?” I asked, daring to put my arms around his neck, and he smoothed his hands down them, gazing down into my eyes.

“Everything, Ellie. Fucking everything, you know that.”

“Perfect,” I replied, grinning in the face of that heartfelt vow. “Because that’s exactly what I want.”

“You’re driving.” Lin flicked the car keys to Nash and the other man growled. “I drove over, and I had to watch the two of you getting cosy.” He winked at the other man. “Now it's your turn.”

“And what exactly am I going to be forced to deal with in the car?” Nash asked as Lin bundled me into the backseat. The big, blond man stopped when he saw right up my dress.

“A whole lot more of a show than you gave me,” Lin promised.

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