Page 92 of Grin and Bear It

Chapter46

Tyson

I was trying to be good, to treat our mate like a lady and woo her gently. I was trying to do all the things my mom had told me were important to a shifter’s mate. But when I heard the back door bang as I tidied up the kitchen, I went perfectly still. Not because my idiot sleuthmates were home from their group date, but because of who’d they’d brought with them. I’d been just about to get in their faces, tell them the twins had gone to sleep at a reasonable hour for once, when I smelled her scent.

Ellie.

For a split second all I got was honey, rich and sweet and making my mouth ache for a taste, followed by a little giggle. Then with all of the subtlety of a herd of wildebeest, they went upstairs to the part of the house none of us entered. When we’d renovated this place, we’d changed the top floor, turning it from a series of bedrooms into a place for our mate to sleep, to live, to shower and to… A little moan plucked at my attention.

To fuck.

I moved then, striding down the hallway, ready to step in, to question what the fuck Lin and Nash were doing. To remind them we said we’d take it slow. But as soon as I got to the stairs, I got a rude lesson in humility. Ellie’s scent was richer, thicker here and my cock lurched in my shorts then, ready to serve her in any way she might need. I shook my head as if trying to dislodge a haze, but it didn’t help. So maybe that’s why my feet moved, taking me up a level and onto our mate’s floor. I paused on the landing when I heard another giggle, then several low groans.

“Fuck, you need to be sure about this, Ellie,” Nash said.

“I am very, very sure I need you right now,” she replied, her voice a mix of impudence and frank need. “Now be a good boy and—”

“I don’t have a praise kink,” Nash corrected. “But you do. Are you going to be a good girl and get naked for me?”

The only answer I heard was a muffled sound and then the bang of a door being kicked open.

I had no business being here. I should not have been padding down the hallway, but I had a little secret. It was a half-formed one, because I’d never had a chance to put it into practice, but in my gut, I knew.

I liked to watch.

We’d never been with other women, never feeling the need to explore that, but when I watched porn on my phone, just trying to rub one out before sleeping, it was always this. Cuckold shit where a guy watched as others fucked his girl. Sometimes d/s stuff where the submissive was forced to watch. Neither of those dynamics really fit me, but the watching? Yeah, I liked that a whole lot.

I moved closer, the soft carpet swallowing my footfalls, not stopping until I got to the door and that’s when the bear gods gave me the most precious of gifts. The idiots hadn’t closed the door properly in their haste to get to Ellie, and as soon as I caught a glimpse through the crack, I understood why. They’d told her to get her clothes off, but evidently they didn’t think she was up for the job, undoing the tie around her waist, then smoothing this beautiful dress off her shoulders. My teeth sank down into my bottom lip, to silence the groan forming in my chest.

This was her, our Ellie. They’d only flicked one lamp on, but the golden light seemed to caress her in all the ways I wanted, displaying her beautiful curves. She looked soft, plush, ripe and my mouth watered for the taste of her, Lin seeming to feel the same. He kissed her hard, tugging her close, keeping her right where she was with a hand on her nape, before his lips dropped down.

I fucking loved the way the pretty lace bra seemed to struggle to hold the weight of her tits. She had more than a handful and mine were pretty damn big. All the more to sink your fingers into, stroke the pads down that rounded slope, just as Lin did.

Play with her nipples, I commanded silently.Tug them hard, on the right side between pleasure and pain, then suck that sweet little bead into your mouth.

Lin did just that.

She moaned then, running her fingers through his hair, gripping tight when his lips closed around her nipple, my eyes catching the way her eyes fell closed. My mate was always beautiful, but right now? I wanted her to never leave this room again. This, she needed to be like this every hour of the day.

Transported by pleasure. The thrum of my own body, the ache of my cock, it didn’t mean anything to me right now. She threw her head back as Nash edged in, gripping her hair as he kissed her neck, the two of them working together like they should to please her. Then Lin pulled away for a second, licking her tight nipple with undue care before shooting a look over his shoulder.

Fuck.

He knew I was here. I mean, that made sense, my heart pumping blood, adrenaline, around my body, threatening to cool my head. We were a sleuth and while each of our connections with Ellie would be stronger, there was still something binding us together. But the fucker, he just smiled slowly, then went back to work, slower now than I wanted, than Ellie wanted. A small frown formed between her brows as he kept his caresses light and lighter, barely even touching her, flaunting the fact that he’d been given temporary permission to, glorying in it. A growl started in my throat, one I was forced to choke off, because she clawed at his shoulders.

“Lin… Lin…”

Would she call my name like that? I wouldn’t fuck around teasing her. I felt half feral each time I was around her, needing her way too much. When we’d lain together on her couch and watched TV, I couldn’t have told you anything about the plot or characters of the shows, even with a gun pointed to my head. It was all her.

Her scent in my nose. The way her body fitted perfectly into mine. The bone deep satisfaction that came from holding the one woman I’d ever love, pushing aside the persistent ache in my balls. But I didn’t have that now to keep me calm. I’d been caught out, needed to take that hint and walk the fuck down the hallway. I didn’t know if Ellie was down for this, wouldn’t get a chance to ask her and—

“How come I’m naked and you two are still fully dressed?” Ellie’s eyes flashed with something dark and sultry. Her hands went to Nash’s shirt buttons, ready to undo them, but the fuck just tore the shirt apart, buttons flying everywhere. “OK,” she said with a nod, her eyes widening as she caught sight of her mate. “That works.”

“I actually like this shirt,” Lin said, “so don’t judge me for not ripping it off like Tarzan here.” But then the two of them worked together, kicking off boots and undoing belts, removing every stitch of clothing.

While my girl sat down on the edge of the bed, looking like a kid in a candy shop.

“So we need to establish some ground rules,” Nash said, the authoritative effect somewhat ruined by his naked state. “No biting.”

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