Page 14 of Shared by the Werebears (Hidden Hollow #5)

GOLDIE

I could feel their lust—it swirled in the air around us like red smoke that only I could see. Being half-Succubus, I’m extremely attuned to the arousal of those around me. Especially available males who might help satiate my appetite.

I was lying there, feeling like I was starving to death. I’d been hungry hours ago when I’d first brewed the Lust Tea Willow made for me and now I was famished. But I sensed that Ronan still wasn’t willing to do anything, even though I could feel him lusting for me.

Finn, on the other hand…well, let’s just say that the hard-on he had pressed against my ass spoke for itself.

I shifted against him, pressing back against his hardness and heard a faint groan from his direction.

Mmm , that was nice. But it could be so much nicer if only the two of them weren’t scared of me draining them.

I shifted again and Finn gave a muffled curse.

“Sorry.” I made my voice soft and low. “Are you okay back there?”

“Fine, just…” He gave a frustrated growl and rubbed against me.

I rubbed right back and then Ronan made a growling sound as well.

“What the fuck are the two of you doing?” he demanded.

“Nothing really—we still have all our clothes on,” I pointed out. “ Although honestly, I’m feeling warm enough now. Do you mind if I take this off?”

Without waiting for an answer, I sat up for a moment and pulled the furry black sweater I was wearing over my head. My bra followed. Then I snuggled down between the two of them again. Only this time I had my back to Ronan and my front to Finn.

He gave a startled grunt when I pressed against him, my breasts to his chest. He was still wearing his shirt but I wanted it off.

“You know, Finn, I appreciate you two warming me up,” I remarked, looking up at him. “But did you know the best way to share body heat is skin-to-skin?”

His breath caught. I could feel the tension roll through his big, beautiful body. He was trying so hard to be good—sweet and respectful.

But I didn’t want good. I wanted him .

“Goldie…” His voice was low, hoarse.

“Come on,” I coaxed, reaching up to slide my hands beneath his shirt. “Don’t you want to be warm too?”

He hesitated for half a heartbeat—then sat up and pulled the shirt over his head.

Gods. I sucked in a breath as I took in the full expanse of his chest—broad and strong.

No chest hair but he had a “happy trail” that extended from his belly button down into the waistband of his jeans in a perfect line.

I pressed my hands to his bare skin and let the heat build between us.

Finn lay down again, and I rolled so I was half on top of him, breasts pressed to his chest. His hands slid to my hips instinctively, gripping me tight.

I rocked against him, just a little—just enough. I let him feel how much I wanted him.

“Goldie…” he groaned again.

I leaned up and kissed him…slowly…deeply. His mouth was warm and open and eager, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my t highs clench. My whole body was humming, my hunger sharpening by the second. God, I was starving!

Behind me, I felt Ronan stir.

I didn’t look at him—not yet—but I could feel the heat rising from his side of the bedroll. He was hard too—and aroused. And still so damned stubborn. He didn’t trust me, but he wanted me.

That could be useful because I wanted him too. I wanted both of them.

I broke the kiss with Finn and whispered against his lips,

“Do you want me, baby?”

His eyes were half-lidded with desire.

“Yes.”

“Then let me show you how to please me.”

I rolled onto my back and guided his hand between my legs. I was still wearing my jeans, but I unbuttoned them. I slid his hand inside the jeans but over my panties, knowing he would feel how hot and wet I was through the thin fabric.

“Feel that?” I asked, watching his expression. “That’s what you do to me.”

The overhead glows had gotten a bit brighter, letting me see him clearly. It was as though the tent knew what we were up to…and approved.

“God…Goldie…”

Finn’s eyes burned into mine, his chest heaving, one big hand gripping my waist like he wasn’t sure whether to pull me closer or push me away.

I didn’t give him the chance to choose.

I kissed him again—slow and sweet, letting him taste the hunger curling in my belly. It wasn’t just lust. It was need . And it wasn’t just mine. The males on either side of me were needing too—I could feel their lust and it fed me, fed my hunger. But it wasn’t enough—not nearly. I needed more .

Finn’s body was pulsing with desire. But even as he melted into me, I could feel the wall Ronan still had up—thick and bristling, his need wrapped tight in suspicion. It sizzled across my skin like static electricity, raising the short hairs on the back of my neck.

I broke the kiss and turned my head slightly, speaking over my shoulder.

“Don’t worry—I’m not going to hurt him, Ronan.”

He didn’t answer, but I could feel the tension and distrust radiating off him like heat from a stove.

“Seriously,” I murmured. “Look at me. Both of you.”

Finn’s brow furrowed slightly, but he obeyed. Ronan’s eyes stayed locked on mine, guarded and glowing in the dim light.

“I’m hungry ,” I said. “Yes. And yes, I feed on desire…on pleasure . But not the way you think.” I reached for Finn’s hand and laid it over my heart. “I don’t drain people. I don’t take what isn’t offered. This is about pleasure. About connection .”

I turned fully onto my back now, looking at Ronan head-on.

“If you still don’t trust me, fine—just watch. Stay right here and keep your eyes on me—on Finn. You’ll see I’m not hurting him. I’m feeding, yes—but he is too. When I take in pleasure, I give it out too—I can’t help it.”

Finn let out a soft breath like I’d taken something heavy off his chest.

Ronan didn’t speak right away, but his gaze dropped to where Finn’s hand was still resting over my heart.

“Fine,” he said at last, his voice rough. “But if I see you take more than he wants to give or I see you draining him?—”

“You’ll stop me,” I finished for him. “Fair enough.”

I lifted my arms displaying myself for them both, letting them take in my bare breasts. My nipples tightened in the cool air, aching with need. And the way both their gazes moved over me made heat rush between my thighs.

“Well, if you’re both going to stare,” I teased softly, “you might as well come here. ”

Finn leaned in first, tentative but eager, his lips closing around one of my nipples with a heat that made me gasp. He sucked the tender tip into his hot, wet mouth and his tongue flicked against the sensitive tip, making my back arch.

I looked up at Ronan as Finn sucked.

“Well? Are you going to join the party?”

He growled a muffled curse and for a moment I thought he was going to get up and walk away.

That would have been bad—I was seriously starving and though I didn’t want to drain anyone, I might if there were only one of them to help ease my craving.

I needed both Weres to help satiate my lust and feed my craving.

But then Ronan surprised me—he leaned down and, growling low in his throat, claimed my other nipple.

I moaned and arched my back higher as he sucked hard, taking as much of my breast into his mouth as he could.

If he was trying to punish me by sucking extra hard, it didn’t work—in fact, it felt good. I’m not opposed to a little pain with my pleasure and the feeling of his hot, wet mouth on me, sucking hard enough to make my pussy ache only made me hotter.

I moaned as I writhed between them. Their mouths on me at the same time—warm and wet and possessive—sent sparks straight down to the place between my legs. I threaded my fingers through Finn’s hair, then Ronan’s, holding them both to me, encouraging…needing even more.

“Just like that,” I breathed. “Yes…harder. Suck as hard as you want—I love it.”

They sucked and licked in slow tandem, each drawing at my tender tips like they wanted to taste every drop of heat building inside me.

Their mouths moved with the rhythm of my breath—deeper, hungrier than anything I’d ever felt before.

My back arched off the blanket and my hips bucked.

My nipples throbbed with pleasure. God, it felt so good to be between them this way—so right.

But still, I needed more .

I gave Finn’s hair a soft tug, guiding him downward. “I want your mouth on me lower,” I whispered. “Have you ever tasted a woman before?”

His eyes flicked up to mine—dark, dazed, reverent. I could feel his eagerness mixed with lust. He was innocent…but very needy. His hunger almost matched my own. I had the feeling he’d been waiting a long time to be with a woman.

“No,” he said, his voice coming out low and rough. “No, I…I’ve never…”

“Well, there’s a first time for everything,” I murmured. “Would you like to taste me now?”

“Fuck, yes!” But he looked up at Ronan, as if for permission.

I wasn’t surprised. I had already figured out which of them was in the lead. But I wanted them both. However, I doubted Ronan would go this far. I looked at him too.

“What do you think, Ronan?” I murmured to the bigger Were. “Would you like to watch Finn taste me?”

Ronan let out a low curse that was half anger and half desire.

But I could tell he liked this—he liked to be involved but he also liked to watch.

Maybe he didn’t even realize that himself, but my Succubus blood made me instantly aware of other people’s kinks and desires.

This was definitely one of his strongest ones.

Still, he was stubborn.

“We shouldn’t go that far,” he growled.

“You don’t have to—just watch Finn to be sure he does it right,” I suggested. “And to be certain I’m not draining him, of course.”

As long as I had them on either side of me, both touching me, I didn’t have to worry about draining one or the other.

I could feel Ronan’s lust slowly melting his reluctance. At last, he nodded.