He pulled her closer, pressing her nose-first into his chest and inhaling deeply, audibly savoring her scent. “You’re like a star that fell to earth just for us. And I promise none of us will hurt you like he did. Ever. We won’t lie to you. We won’t insultyou, cheat on you, or gaslight you into thinking anything is your fault.”
Ash pulled back again, his eyes locking onto hers as he gave her our unwavering truth. “Mak left this den to make sure you stayed safe. And I swear to you, little star, I’d muzzle myself before I ever bit you without your consent. We’ll earn your bond, or we’ll let you walk away. Just let me make you feel good.”
Her human was stunned into silence. Her bond bite let me know that no one—especially someone she’d just met—had ever spoken to her like this before.
But her bear…
Her bear instantly believed every word.
And she let us know with a sudden release of estrus.
Noelle cried out as her scent filled Mak’s room, stronger and headier than before.
Too late.I knew then that we wouldn’t be making it back to the nest.
Her bear clamored through the bite bond to be filled again—desperate, primal, and undeniable.
Ash’s beast surged to the surface, roaring to mount her, to claim her the way I had earlier.
But Ash was better than me. Rolling onto his back, he kept his muscles tense but restrained, his hands resting calmly at his sides. His dark eyes burned as they searched hers, waiting patiently for her to make the next move.
Noelle’s human side hesitated, uncertain, even as her bear practically screamed with need. Her bond bite throbbed withconflicted emotions—desire, fear, and the fragile hope that had started to grow since she’d met us.
Meanwhile, Ash’s and my bear hearts quivered. Every fiber of our beings was attuned to the very real possibility that our mate might reject him.
cody
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“Come here, cocoa bean.”
Somehow, I knew it was my turn to take over the role Ash had played before.
I pulled Noelle’s back to my chest, licking the shell of her ear and palming her large breasts. “Do you want me to tell you what he’s thinking?”
Noelle nodded and whimpered, the sound going straight to my dick. My bear growled inside me, ready to take her again. But not yet. It was Ash’s turn, and I had a job to do.
“He’s thinking about how smoking-hot you look with your breasts in my hands. He likes the contrast of our skin colors. His human is begging him to take hold of his dick, watch us, feel us while he strokes himself off. But his bear… His bear will settle for nothing less than your pussy. That’s all he can think about. But he’s going to lie there quietly until you go to him, cocoa bean. He made you a promise, and he’s going to keep it.”
I felt her decision, maybe even before she did, and I withdrew my hands to let her go to him. She climbed onto Ash tentatively, unsure of herself, unsure of what to do.
She’d never been on top this way before. Flashes of that hoser only taking her doggy style or reverse cowgirl, hands nowhere near her clit, flickered through my head, making my jaw clench.
“Ash’s dying to put himself inside you.” I got on my knees, rubbing her back to reassure her as she wrestled with the notion of being in a bed with two men at once. “Is that okay?”
Both her human and her bear nodded shyly.
Ash didn’t hesitate, and I bit back a groan as I felt them both revel in the sensation of him notching at her entrance and sliding inside her with one deliberate, upward stroke. Filling her at a different angle than I had.
Noelle gasped at the sudden invasion from below, her back arching as another wave of estrus surged through her, forcing her to slide even further down his cock. The cry that escaped her lips was raw, pure pleasure, echoing through the bond like a live current.
It was like being inside the world’s most immersive VR porn—feeling everything as if it were your own and watching it unfold in vivid, intimate detail. Every sensation came through the bond crystal clear and in high definition. If bears ever figured out how to bottle this feeling, we’d make a fortune.
“He wants to touch your breasts. Is it okay if he does that?” I asked, panting as I switched back into my translator role.
She nodded wordlessly, and to Ash’s surprise, grabbed his hands, putting them exactly where she wanted them. She guidedhim as she adjusted and readjusted on top of him, chasing a better version of the spark she’d found when she humped me.
“That’s right, cocoa bean.” My hand wrapped around my cock as I stroked myself, unable to help it. “That’s your dick. Ride it until you find what you’re looking for. You’re torturing Ash from this angle, making it so hard for him not to bust while rubbing your pretty titties and watching you work that pussy up and down his dick.”
