Page 35 of Just Right
Finn is sitting in one seat. Colt is in the other. Both twins are still in their regular day wear, down to their boots, though their expressions couldn’t be more different. Finn’s splits into one of relief when Rowan and I enter the kitchen.
Colt? His dark gold eyes zero unerringly right on my neck. With my coat shifting while I was carried, the entire area is on display. That means it’s obvious that I’m naked, but I also have a brand new bite mark on my neck.
Plus, you know, Rowan lost his clothing during the fight with the wolf. So his cock his out, but his bothers barely notice. Oh, no. Their attention is on me.
Now, it doesn’t take a shifter with an impressive nose to know what Rowan and I have been up to, and I wouldn’t apologize for enjoying their older brother even if they expected me to.
But the bite…
I’m not sure how the twins will react to the bite, and Colt’s scowl—so reminiscent of his older brother’s—isn’t a great sign that they’ll react all that well.
I chuckle nervously, twirling a damp curl around my finger. “Um. Hi. You guys waited up, huh?”
Colt nods. Finn glances at him, frowning, before looking back at me. He’s not hurt, though. Just confused.
Rowan rumbles, like usual. And, like usual, the sound catches his brother’s attention.
“Goldie is mine tonight,” he announces. “In case that was why you were waiting up.”
Right. Because they had to know that, with Rowan with me, I was safe. Why should they wait to make sure that nothing happened out in the woods? I mean, somethingdid, but Rowan handled it. In fact, his back was completely healed before he carried me into the river that first time.
But if they were waiting up to see who would be the lucky bear whose bed I would choose tonight?
That would explain it, just like it would explain the twin looks of disappointment on their faces as Rowan slung his arm around my shoulder before hustling me toward the stairs.
He pauses when his bare foot hits the first step. Turning to glance over his shoulder, his gaze finds one of the twins.
“Oh, and Colton? I’ll be borrowing a blanket or two from your room.”
Rowan did exactly that.After grabbing two of the thickest comforters that he could from his younger brother’s nest, he snapped his wrists, laying them each out in turn to give his bed a little cushion. Once that was done, he invited me to test it. Only after I admitted that it’s not bad does he do the same to me: lays me out on the bed before climbing in and climbing on top of me.
I lost track of how long he spent fucking me. It’s as though he wanted to make up for all the quick bounces we had in the woods, and now that we’re in the cabin? He can take his time, ignoring the fact that his brothers know exactly what’s going on behind his closed door.
Only once I think I finally wore him out does Rowan roll off of me, spooning me from behind. Content and possessive, he held me close, and I was pretty sure he fell right to sleep.
Me? I’m ready to do the same, though I know better than to leave myself like this. Sticky and hot and oh so pleasured…again, I’m still catching my breath from my final climax when the door creaks open.
I planned on getting up myself to go to the water closet. Before I get the chance, a silhouette appears in the doorway.
Rowan hasn’t moved from his place behind me. He rolled off of me once he finished, though instead of letting me get up to wipe myself down, he threw one heavy arm over my trembling body, clutching me to his overheated chest. His breathing is steady now, a soft rumble that barely drowns out the slight creak. Whether he’s fast asleep or not, it’s undeniable that the big bear is as protective and possessive after sex as he is when he’s watching me closely from the shadows.
My lower half twinges from being stretched out by him again. My top half is pinned under his hold. Not like I want to get away from him now that I have him, but I do shift just enough to squint at the Brown twin standing in the doorway.
ThenakedBrown twin.
His eyes are gleaming in the slight darkness; the only light coming from the hall, silhouetting most of his body. I can’t pretend he isn’t butt-ass baked, though. Everything, from the flex of his shoulders, to the way he’s pumping his right arm as he grabs something in front of him tells me that he’s undressedandhe’s aroused.
More than aroused, I’d bet, considering he’s jerking himself off as he stalks slowly into Rowan’s room.
It’s the stalk that seals it for me. Finn doesn’t stalk. And while I wouldn’t put it past the youngest bear to need me so bad that he’d start working his cock before he knew if I’d accept him, only Colt Brown has enough nerve to stroke himself as he approaches the woman his oldest brother just finished fucking.
Light seeps in, or maybe my sudden awareness of Colt has me seeing more clearly through the gloam. Barely a few feet away when he stops suddenly, he fills my line of vision like he always does: shirtless, delicious, all golden skin and tension andneed. His eyes find mine first before dropping to where I lie sprawled out on Rowan’s sheets, Colt’s blanket a rumpled mess. My body is flushed, my hair wild, and I’m still wetbetween my thighs… and not just from Rowan’s jizz.
Colt’s nostrils flare, a hint of a satisfied grin tugging on his lips. “I fucking knew it,” he says, his voice low. His arm pumps faster, but trapped in the heat of his gaze, I can’t bring myself to watch him tug on his cock… even though the thought of him doing so has me getting evenwetter. “About time, Row.”
Behind me, Rowan tightens his grip on me just enough to reveal that he’s still awake—and that he heard his brother. “I told you before. Goldie is mine tonight, Colt.”
“I know. And Finn and I were happy to let you have her. But it’s not night anymore, big brother. Dawn is approaching. It’s morning, and I want my turn with our mate.”
