Page 13 of Granny’s Christmas Shifters

Bear looks thoughtfully at me. “You’re going to STFUATTDLAGG.”

“STGG what what?” I ask.

“STFUATTDLAGG,” Bear repeats.

I sigh. “I’m not good at acronyms. My grandkids are always telling me I use Well That’s Funny wrong.”

Bear frowns. “Well that’s funny?”

“You know, WTF?”

He lets out a hearty chuckle.

I sigh. “I don’t like acronyms.”

“Not even GOYKALTPLAGB?”

I stare at him blankly.

“A treat for later.”

“A sexy treat?” I ask hopefully.

He nods and wraps his hand around his massive cock.

“Now we’re talking. Line up, boys. There’s plenty of Gertie to go around. I am making the most out of heaven.”

“This really isn’t heaven,” Wolf says, unzipping his jeans. “Though I get to go first, so it sure feels like it.”

“It would be heaven if you weren’t here,” Dragon tells him.

Bear grunts in agreement.

“I kind of like all three of you,” I tell them.

They grin.

Wolf kicks off his jeans. “Let’s do this.”

“That is not how you seduce a woman,” Bear tells him. “Let me go first, and I’ll show you.”

“You’ve been fucking your own hand for centuries. You can wait another hour.”

“Oooh, you last that long?” I perk up. “And I’ve spent the past few years flying solo. I’ve got a nice vibrator back home, but it really doesn’t fill me up the way a man should. It does vibrate really nicely, though.”

Wolf yanks his boxers down and stalks toward me. “Once I’m through with you, you’re going to forget your vibrator exists and only remember my cock.”

I lick my lips. “I don’t know… it’s a really good vibrator.”

Bear snorts, and Wolf cups the back of my head and captures my lips in a heated kiss. It’s been a while since I’ve locked lips with a man, but I don’t ever recall it ever feeling this good. He sets my lady bits on fire and leaves me craving more.

I rub my nipples against his chest like a horny little werewolf. I kind of want to hump his leg, too. I wonder if that’s going to be a thing now.

I don’t mind too much. Not if it comes with three gorgeous males, and I’m the one coming.

Wolf stops kissing me briefly and turns to Bear and Dragon. “Since I’m a generous man, I’ll let each of you kiss her once before I fuck her.”

I wonder if I should protest. I may be seventy-three, but I’m still a modern woman and I should have a say. But if the end result is kissing Bear and Dragon, I’ve got a good thing going here, and I shouldn’t do anything to mess it up.