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I’d been lonely for far too long, even before my parents passed away. And my first instinct was to latch onto these feelings and sensations, to just accept these emotions brewing—building, percolating, bubbling, pulsing—inside my mind and body with no question.

It didn’t matter that these bear-beasts weren’t human. Nothing mattered but exploring what all of this meant.

Because what was so wrong with just giving in?

What would people think? Say?

But I shook my head, pushing those thoughts away. I didn’t care about any of that, if I were being honest.

My family had never been social with the village. We were deemed outcasts because of a lurid history that had been painted about my parents years before.

They’d been too young when they’d started a relationship with each other. My father was of higher social standing than Mom, which meant they were forbidden to be together. But they had refused the rules and laws set forth by people who didn’t care about what made them happy, and the rest was history. AndI knew, before they died, they loved each other more with each passing day.

And that's what I wanted. I wanted that happiness. I wanted that feeling like I was special to someone… orplural,as the case was right now.

I took some extra time and braided my hair, then stared at the closed door, knowing the bears were just on the other side.

I was nervous, but I anticipated exploring this newfound strength I found in what the unknown held.

If only this was for a moment, if they really would keep to their word and take me back home, I wanted to see where the feelings led.

I ignored their statement that I was theirs and they’d never let me go, even if they took me home, even if they stayed in my cabin.

So I left the bathing room, hearing the fire crackling in the main area of the cottage.

My hands were shaking as I got to the end of the hallway and saw all three bears sitting at the wooden table in the kitchen. Their colossal bodies dwarfed the small furniture.

And all three of them had their glowing eyes trained right on me. An involuntary shiver worked its way through me at how intense their focuses were.

I had a powerful feeling that this was the position they’d been in the entire time… just waiting for me to finish up so they could do nothing more than stare at me.

I clenched my thighs together as a wave of instant desire coursed through me.

I saw Bear curl his claws into the top of the table. Watched as Bruin inhaled deeply, that beast-like nose flaring as he took in whatever scent filled the air. And then there was Ursid, who leaned forward, his mouth parted, and this low purring sound emanated from him.

“So beautiful, Goldie,” Ursid growled, all sharp, white teeth, his canines longer than the rest.

I felt my entire body heat from the compliment.

Bruin slowly stood, the minuscule chair he’d been sitting on scraping against the floor as he rose to his impressive seven-foot height.

“Come closer.”

I took a step forward on command, which had Bear growling. He then stood, as did Ursid, all three watching me like predators about to devour their prey.

I swore I could feel their desire for me… could practically hear their hearts pounding faster with each passing second. And what thickened the air? Their need for me.

“The way you’re looking at us,” Bruin moaned.

“The way I can smell your wet pussy,” Ursid said obscenely.

“And the fact that we know you want us to fuck you, to claim you… coats the air, sweet female.”

I licked my lips and watched as all three of their gazes latched onto my mouth to watch the act.

“All of those things are making it impossible to control ourselves.” Bear stepped to the side and moved around the table closer to me. “You are bringing out the primal parts of us, Goldie.”

His voice was a deep, rough baritone. It caressed me, just like I wanted their enormous paws to do all over my body.