Claiming Goldilocks Page 6

  His eyes blazed. “And I am falling in love with you, Goldie.”

  “How can this be?” I shook my head, “How can I have these feelings for all three of you? I want to be together like this, Benton. But it feels wrong without Bryson and Braxton here.”

  He closed his eyes and for a moment I worried that I had pushed too far. Maybe the only way I could have my bears would be to sleep with them individually.

  Visions of one filling my pussy as another penetrated my ass filled my mind. My mouth was open and waiting for the third to place his long cock into it. It could be done, we could all be together if they would allow it.

  “Have I shocked you?” I whispered, feeling my cheeks heat with warmth.

  “No, sweet girl, nothing of the kind. I’m just overwhelmed, I suppose. I hadn’t dreamed that you might come to care for us enough to give us this chance. Let me get Bryson and Braxton. I will explain what you have asked for.”

  I nodded slowly. “It is okay if they don’t want to,” I added hastily.

  Benton grinned at me. “I highly doubt that will be the case.”

  “What about my grandmother?” I squeaked, yanking the blankets up to cover my nakedness.

  Benton laughed, “No, we will most definitely not have her involved.”

  “Eww!” I threw a pillow at him. “You know that isn’t what I meant!”

  He continued to grin at me. “This room is completely soundproof; all of the bedrooms are. But even if it weren’t, your grandmother went to stay with your Aunt Beverly. Something about helping out with a kidney stone?”

  “Thank heavens,” I breathed.

  He laughed again, “It sounds like you need to be thanking your Aunt Beverly’s kidneys.”

  I threw another pillow which he deftly caught. With a wicked smirk, he said, “Don’t move a muscle, I will be right back.”

  It seemed only seconds before the three of them were racing back into room stumbling over one another.

  “Are you sure?” Bryson panted, and Braxton eagerly yanked off his shoes.

  “Must be naked!” Braxton was wasting no time and yanked his shirt off next, followed by his pants.

  I pushed the blankets back, feeling bold with my three bears all looking at me as if I were porridge and they were completely famished.

  “Goldie,” Benton took a deliberate step toward me and I knew the others were holding back. Their eyes blazed as they took in every inch of my skin. “You must know, that once we claim you there is no going back. Are you sure this is what you want?”

  I felt emotion clogging my throat. I could see how aroused they all were despite the fact that they were in various stages of undress. And yet they still wanted to make sure that I was okay. Over the last few months of getting to know them individually, not once had they tried to take advantage.

  These three werebears were more gentlemanly than any other man I had ever met.

  I nodded, “I love you, each of you.”

  Bryson growled and approached the bed. He yanked off his sweatpants, showing me that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I licked my lips in anticipation. He had a bead of cum on the tip that I was aching to taste.

  Braxton yanked his briefs down and his thick cock bobbed against his abs.

  They seemed to be waiting for something and I realized that it was Benton who had to make the final call. He was the leader and they did not make a move unless Benton agreed to it.

  Benton was still in his tented pajama bottoms when he called out gruffly, “Take Bryson in your mouth; show him what a good girl you can be.”

  Eagerly I reached for his cock, licking the salty precum and marveling at the sheer magnitude of what was happening. I licked around the mushroomed head and Bryson swore under his breath.

  Braxton was openly watching with his hand on his length, stroking it to the same rhythm as my tongue as I licked Bryon.

  “Stop playing, Goldie,” Benton instructed, and I did as I was told. I sucked Bryson deep into my mouth and began to jerk him off with my hand.

  I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter and wanted to do something to relieve that ache. Benton, of course, was already a step ahead.

  “Lick that sweet pussy, Braxton, give her what she wants.”

  I felt my legs being parted and then the most blissful feeling of his tongue swiping at me softly enough to only take a little taste. I thrust my hips forward and Benton shook his head.

  “Stay still, Goldie, or I will hold you down.”

  It was difficult concentrating as I tried to keep up the motion of sucking Bryson off as Braxton lay between my thighs. The next swipe of his tongue and I was thrusting again. It was as if I couldn’t help myself.

  “I can see we will need to restrain her.”

  Bryson and Braxton pulled away as Benton climbed onto the bed and settled me between his thighs. He motioned for Bryson and Braxton to resume their positions but this time he had a hold of my hips, keeping them firmly in place.

  He looked up at his bear brothers. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

  CHAPTER 13 – Goldilocks

  Benton had forced my legs over the top of his so that his cock was cradled against my ass.

  Braxton’s head descended once again to lap at my pussy but this time I couldn’t move with Benton’s arm tight around my waist. The feeling was so much more intense as I lay there, awaiting whatever pleasure they deemed to grant me.

  Bryson brought his cock back to my lips and I sucked him in eagerly. My hands gripped Benton’s thighs just where he had placed them, and I gave myself over to the sensations they were invoking in my body.

  Bryson’s thick cock stretched my lips wide as I tried to take him deeper and deeper. My eyes hardly knew where to look between Bryson right in front of me and Braxton licking and sucking on my pussy until I was on the verge of shattering.

  “Make her cum,” Benton commanded, and I felt Bryson’s dick pulse within my mouth.

  Braxton slid a finger into my core and sucked hard on my clit. I was flying over the edge before I even could catch a breath. My body moving of its own accord. Bryson’s cock popped from my mouth as I screamed out, not able to hold back.

  Benton growled deep and dark, “You are ours, Goldie.”

  “Only yours,” I panted, “That’s all I want is to belong to you three.”

  Bryson’s eyes were shining as Ben spoke to him, “Claim our mate.”

  Bryson slid between my thighs and kissed the soft part where my leg meets my body. His tongue felt different than Braxton’s but not less perfect. He kissed his way up my stomach and stopped at my breasts.

  He looked up at Benton and then to Brax, “Are you ready?”

  I started to get a little nervous, what were they doing to do?

  Benton moved my head to the side as Bryson picked up one of my breasts. Braxton parted my thighs and placed a soft kiss on my pussy.

  “Do you accept us as your mate?” Benton’s voice sounded more bear than human.

  I was terrified and so damn excited that my core clenched needing to be filled.

  “Yes,” I screamed and then they each simultaneously bit down. Benton at the apex of my neck, Braxton on my inner thigh, and Bryson on my right breast.

  I had expected pain that would accompany a bear’s bite. But instead, pleasure, unlike anything I have ever known washed over me. I couldn’t help the noises that were coming out of my mouth. I needed them, all of them inside of me.

  Braxton was the first to enter my pussy, his massive cock filling me full. I was the most incredible feeling of my life. Bryson took my head and his cock slid once again between my lips.

  I needed Benton; he was the one that was missing, I whimpered with my mouth full of cock and they knew what my desires were.

  Benton pressed lazy circles around the tight bud of my ass. It was taboo and so delicious that I moaned long and loud, causing Bryson to shudder in my mouth. My pussy clenched down, and Braxton’s dick shoved harder inside of me.


  I was lost in the sensations of being taken by the three of them. I had never told anyone about how much I liked to be taken in the ass. Stuart had said I was disgusting and that no true lady would ever want such a thing.

  But right then as Benton’s massive tip nudged at the tight opening and he coaxed it open I had never felt more feminine, more desired.

  Stuart had been wrong. Not only in his thoughts but he had been dead wrong for me. This is what I needed, this is what I had been looking for and not able to find.

  As Benton eased himself inside of me, Braxton slowed to a stop and allowed him to make his entrance. I felt overstuffed, too full, and so amazing that my eyes rolled back, and I just savored the sensations.

  I loved Bryson’s dick in my mouth sliding across my tongue and creeping into the top of my throat. I love the way that Benton was taking me so tenderly and so artfully. But it wasn’t until he was fully seated, and Braxton shoved his way back inside that I knew true bliss.

  This was how it was supposed to be done. My life finally made sense, all of the crazy desires and dreams that I had were nothing compared to the beauty of what I was experiencing now.

  “We are going to move, love,” Benton growled, and I sucked harder on Bryson’s cock.

  This was it, this was what I had been missing. They created a rhythm all of our own, Benton mastering my ass, and Braxton pounded my pussy. I knew that I was going to come and couldn’t alert them with Bryson’s cock filling my throat.

  And then I came and came, my muscles cramping down so tightly that my men moaned, and Bryson began to shoot his load down my throat. I did everything I could to suck his cum but there was so much of it.

  I was helpless against the orgasm that was still raging through my body and then it tripped into another one as Braxton and Benton both released together, filling me to the brim.

  I hadn’t realized I had been crying until Benton gathered me in his arms.

  “Did we hurt you, Little one?”

  All three of them were concerned, my three bears. The men that would father my children and protect me from the evils and prejudices in our town.

  I shook my head, “No, I just love you all so very much.”

  Braxton and Bryson were sitting close to us and each touched me somewhere on my body.

  “We love you too.,” they said it in unison as if they had rehearsed it, but I knew better.

  These men had never spoken those words to another woman. I was theirs and they were mine.

  “Will it always be that way?” I asked hesitantly.

  Benton’s low chuckle reverberated against my ear.

  “No, my love, we will all have turns taking you in different ways. We want you to be happy and we all enjoy the different positions.”

  I nodded, trying to understand.

  Bryson added, “We will never do anything you don’t like or want. You aren’t a slave here, Goldie, you are our mate, as important to our family as any other of us. We will honor, love, and protect you with all that we have.”

  Braxton bent down and kissed my cheek. “You have given us the greatest gift that we could possibly have. You completed our family. We love you.”

  And I loved them, so very much.

  I found that I was exhausted and as Benton continued to pat my back I fell into a deep contented sleep.

  When I awakened the next morning, I expected to be alone. But all three of my werebears were still slumbering by my side.

  I felt more than a little sore, but it was the achingly good kind that made your insides twist as you remembered the pleasures from the previous night.

  My bears were everything to me and I would do anything to show that. Suddenly I remembered my Grandmother leaving and gently extracted myself from my mates so that I could grab my cell phone. Once in the hallway, I dialed her number.

  “Well, hello dear.” Her voice was filled with amusement.

  “Aunt Beverly?” I said dryly.

  Her laughter filled my ear, and I couldn’t help but grin in response. I don’t have an Aunt Beverly. It was a term we would use at the shop to get rid of terrible customers.

  Are you finished with Aunt Beverly’s order? Do you need to step into the back to call her?

  Aunt Beverly put in a rush, I’m afraid that we don’t have any availability at the moment.

  “Where are you really?” I asked in a hushed tone.

  “I went to stay with that lovely friend of yours, Rapunzel.” Grandmother paused for a moment, “How was your evening?”

  I felt my face flush a million shades of pink, “None of your damn business!”

  Peals of laughter erupted from her throat. “I told you, you would like them.”

  “Well, you were wrong,” I said archly, knowing she couldn’t see my smile.

  She hesitated, “Really?”

  And I relented, “I don’t just like them, we are in love.”

  CHAPTER 14 – Bryson

  I turned away from the burning remains of the spa and called Benton. Rage licked my insides as I waited for him to pick up the phone.

  “How bad is it?” He dispensed with the preliminaries.

  We had gotten a call from the fire department that there had been a fire. It was obvious that either they hadn’t tried very hard to put it out or the arsonist did an excellent job, because the building was charred to the point of no return.

  “Total loss,” I said through gritted teeth.

  The crowd that had begun to gather around had given me wide berth. I knew that I was exuding anger from my every pore. It wasn’t the fact that they had taken the spa, although that was a blow. The light had been left on in the office because I had intended on coming back to do more work.

  Whoever started this fire had to have believed that someone was inside the building. This wasn’t just arson; this was attempted murder.

  Benton growled, “I’m still waiting to hear back from Braxton.”

  Brax had been sent to check on Goldie’s furniture shop. It was only a matter of time until something of this magnitude came down there, if it hadn’t already.

  “Do we have confirmation about Grandma Mara?” I asked, remembering Goldie’s conversation earlier that morning on the telephone.

  Bears have excellent hearing and we all heard Goldie professing her love for us. Even through this current tragedy, I felt warmth swirling in my chest. Goldie was the best thing that had ever happened to my brothers and me. We would do anything to protect her.

  “She and Rapunzel are here,” Benton responded. “Have you spoken with the authorities? Are there any leads?”

  “They want me to go back to the police station to start filing the reports. I will call you as soon as I get some developments.”

  Two hours later I sat in Officer Gregor’s corner office and finally received some answers. The older gentleman leaned across his cluttered desk.

  “I’m not going to sugar coat this, Bryson. We found numerous items that all point to arson. There were gasoline cans, soiled rags, and bricks that had broken the windows and allowed the fire to spread quickly. I need to know who you might think could have done such a thing.”

  I tried not to glare at the policeman. It wasn’t his fault that someone was trying to destroy my world.

  “There are many in this town that do not agree with who my bear brothers and I have chosen as a mate.”

  His brows rose. “So, it is true?”

  A menacing sound escaped my throat. “What is that supposed to mean?”

  Officer Gregor lifted his hands, “No, you misunderstand me. I don’t mean to anger you. It is just that when I was down at Happily Ever After last Saturday, Stuart was roaring drunk, making accusations about you and your brothers stealing Goldilocks away from him.”

  “Stuart is a twat.” The pencil that I had been in my hand snapped in half. “He wasn’t dating Goldie. In fact, he had all but broken her.”

  Officer Gregor furrowed his brow. “Tell me about it.”

  I e
xplained that they had dated previously, and Stuart had been verbally abusive to Goldie. I further went on to tell the officer that Stuart tried to warn us away from her.

  “How would Stuart know to warn the three of you away from her?”

  It was an excellent question and one that gave me pause. “I don’t know.”

  Officer Gregor paused in typing, “It is very important; try and remember.”

  I wracked my brain trying to recall how all of this started and it came to me. “It was Goldie’s grandmother Mara. You know that she fancies herself to be a matchmaker? She approached me, and Stuart overheard her. He was quick to tell me terrible things about Goldie. I’m embarrassed to say that I almost listened to him.”

  Office Gregor picked up his phone. In a few short words he barked out orders to have Stuart brought in immediately. We talked through some of the smaller details and he took a formal statement.

  I was about to leave when the phone rang again, and Office Gregor motioned for me to stay.

  “What is it?” I was a trifle impatient. I wanted to get back to Goldie. Our bond was still new and the four of us needed to be together.

  “Stuart’s apartment is empty and looks like it hasn’t been lived in for some time. I think we had better get out to your place.”

  I don’t know if there had ever been a time when I felt more afraid for my family. If that maniac was out there somewhere and they didn’t know, something horrible could happen. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my brothers to win in a fair fight. That was unquestionable.

  But Stuart wasn’t fair. He was the coward that would shoot a man in the back or burn down his place of business.

  I tore out of the police station and didn’t even bother with the car. In an instant, I had transformed into my bear and I was tearing across the land with superhuman speed. My heart felt like it couldn’t take any more surprises. I had to get to Goldie and my bear brothers. I was nothing without them.

  I smelled the fire before I saw it. There was also the stench of blood that rang metallic and sickly sweet in the air. Goldie’s fresh scent mingled in all of it and I lost all control. When I came upon the scene, Goldie was covered in blood. I didn’t wait to shift until I had her in my arms.