“The best,” he finished, his voice a little dazed.
“Yes, the very best.” I laughed softly, pressing a kiss to his bearded cheek. Maybe Cody’s sincerity was catching. I found myself admitting, “So good, you made me wish it was my first time, too.”
He chuffed proudly and heaved himself off me. The afterglow was so intense, I couldn’t even rally a mild embarrassment over the way my pussy queefed before spilling some of his release back onto the nest. Apparently, his load had been too much for me to carry.
Cody settled his head on his elbow and dropped his eyes to the mess I was leaking onto the pile of blankets and clothes. “Too bad my Kodiak won’t let me risk licking you clean. I’d have loved to make that dream come true for you.”
Oh. Wow.My face heated instantly. I’d forgotten I’d imagined that while he was kissing me.
“If you stay with us until Christmas, maybe that can be my present,” he added, his voice teasing but hopeful. “What do you say?”
The words landed like a stone in my chest, breaking the fragile bubble of bliss around us. I swallowed hard, my throat tightening as I realized he was seriously asking me to make another choice.
“Christmas,” I echoed weakly. “You want me to stay until Christmas?”
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"I can't stay until Christmas,"I answered as gently as I could, considering this guy had just given me the best sex of my entire life. "That's not... it wouldn't work for me."
"Besides, you're lying, Cody. To her and yourself. If she changed her mind about staying with us, I doubt you'd be able to wait until Christmas to feast between her legs," Ash pointed out, his tone wry.
I turned my head to find Ash now seated cross-legged in front of the makeshift nest.
If not for his fully erect penis resting against his hard stomach, he might have looked serene, like someone meditating.
But his cock glistened in the bright daylight streaming in through the cave’s window. I couldn’t tell if that was because he’d come while watching us or because he’d leaked so much pre-cum.
“The second one,” Cody answered beside me, shrugging as if Ash’s state wasn’t noteworthy. “But don’t worry about him.”
Cody winked at me. “He kind of likes the pain of being this hard for you, and he knows you’re worth the wait.”
Was I? Worth the wait?My throat went dry, and old doubts rose inside me. Truth be told, Cody had done most of the work when we'd had sex—and it was his first time. He had no one to compare me to. I hadn’t been able to satisfy Bradford’s needs. Would I be able to?—
“You know what, cocoa bean?” Cody hauled me into his arms, cutting off my spiraling thoughts as he peppered my face with kisses. “While you worry about stuff that’s not even a consideration, I’m going to get you some water for that parched throat. Then Ash can show you exactly why you shouldn’t have any doubts when it comes to us.”
His beard tickled as he kissed my face, and despite myself, I giggled. But I had to ask, “Could you stop reading my thoughts? It’s kind of freaking me out. Especially since I can’t read yours.”
“I can try.” He dropped a few kisses on my neck. “But if I feel you doubting yourself through my bite, my bear kind of wants to dive in there and make it right.”
Make it right.I didn’t think I’d ever felt so right in my life. Sex with Cody had been nothing short of spectacular. I couldn’t believe that was his first time.
There was a sudden swelling against my stomach, followed by Cody’s loud groan. “I’m not going to say I read your thoughts and liked all the compliments. I’m just going to climb out of this mini-den before I mess up and accidentally take Ash’s turn.”
He rose to his feet, his partially erect cock swinging as he stretched. “I’m going to make you something to eat, too. And a cup of hot chocolate. Ash, you want some hot chocolate before you fuck her brains out?”
“Coffee,” Ash suggested, his calm voice steady despite his obvious arousal. He didn’t look away from me.
“Good idea.” Cody grinned down at me. “Got enough sugar to give a bear a cavity right here.”
My face heated. I wasn’t used to so many compliments.
“I’m just kidding, cocoa bean,” Cody said, maybe sensing my embarrassment—or reading my thoughts again. But then he winked and added, “Bears don’t get cavities.”
With that, he headed naked toward an open-plan kitchen carved seamlessly into the rock walls of the den. The space looked both rugged and surprisingly functional, clearly built for creatures much larger than me. High shelves lined the walls, far too tall for me to reach even on tiptoes. My newly sharpened senses of smell and sight helped me make out jars of honey, nuts, dried berries, pasta, and various cereal grains. I also spotted oversized bowls and custom-made pans and utensils hanging from hooks—perfectly sized for bear hands.
Cody beelined toward a massive refrigerator humming softly in the corner. Its double doors were so big, it could probably fit an entire bear inside—if not for the shelves packed with enough food to feed an army.
