Page 22 of Shared by the Werebears (Hidden Hollow #5)

RONAN

I should have walked away.

Turned my back, refused to feel, to feed, to fall.

But Goldie’s hand was in mine—warm…slick with sweat and magic, her eyes glowing like twin moons through the pleasure. She wasn’t asking. Not really. She was offering . Pulling me under with her.

I stepped forward—just one step—and that was all it took. The Clearing swallowed me whole. The air shimmered with heat and sex and enchantment, thick with the scent of Goldie’s arousal and Finn’s release. I felt it in my bones. In my blood. In my Bear .

My knees hit the mossy earth beside her. Goldie, flushed and panting on her hands and knees. Her breasts swayed each time he thrust into her, her nipples still wet from his mouth. Her skin was lit with moonlight—I couldn’t stop looking at her.

At them .

Finn’s hands cupped her hips possessively, his cock still buried inside her. The possessive part of me wanted to growl, to challenge him. But something darker, deeper, more honest whispered stay . Stay and watch. Stay and feel .

My cock throbbed in my jeans, painfully hard and already leaking. Goldie looked at me, licking her lips, her eyes molten with heat.

“I want you in my mouth,” she purred, arching her back. “Let me taste you, Ronan. Give me your cock to suck.”

The words hit me like a blow to the gut. I hesitated only a second, then nodded. I unbuckled my belt with shaking hands, opened my jeans, and my cock sprang free, aching with need.

Goldie leaned forward slowly, carefully, still impaled on Finn’s cock. Her lips brushed my tip. Just a taste. The moment she wrapped her mouth around me and drew me in.

I nearly choked on a groan. Sweet Goddess, her mouth was magic .

I forgot how to breathe. Her tongue swirled over my crown, her lips sealing tightly around me, and the loop between the three of us surged like wildfire.

I felt her pleasure from opening to Finn.

Felt Finn’s pleasure at being inside her.

And now— now —they felt me and my pleasure in her soft, hot mouth. God, where would it end?

I buried my fingers in Goldie’s long, loose curls and let her take me deeper. She moaned around my length and the vibration sent sparks down my spine. My hips jerked forward and I barely stopped myself from thrusting into her throat like a beast.

I wanted her. Wanted to mark her. Mate her. Claim her so thoroughly she’d never think of taking another male again.

And still, I watched .

Finn pulled back slowly, then drove into her again with a growl. His fingers dug into her hips and I could see the slick slide of his cock entering her from behind. Goldie’s body trembled with each thrust, her moans vibrating through me.

Fuck, it was too much. Too good . I shouldn’t have liked watching this. I shouldn’t have wanted it.

But I did. God help me, I wanted both —her mouth on me and Finn inside her. I wanted to see her sandwiched between us, wanton and wild. I wanted to give her everything—and take it too.

“Ronan,” Finn growled, looking at me. “You feel that? ”

“I feel it,” I grated out. “Fuck, I feel everything.”

“Then don’t fight it.” He stroked into Goldie again. “Just let it flow.”

Easy for him to say. He’d already let go. I was still holding on by the frayed edge of my soul.

But I couldn’t hold on forever.

Goldie sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, one hand curling around the base of my cock. She moaned again as Finn slammed into her from behind, the sound guttural, hungry. And still, she gave —more pleasure, more connection, more light .

I felt the Clearing shudder around us. The forest air grew heavy, watching. Waiting. Something big was coming—something that was going to happen to all three of us at once.

Goldie pulled off my cock with a wet sound and looked up at me, her eyes glassy.

“You’re almost there,” she whispered. “We all are—I can feel it. Let go, Ronan. Let us in.”

I gritted my teeth. My body screamed for release, but my heart… my soul… I was terrified. Terrified that if I gave in now, I’d never stop wanting this. Never stop wanting them .

This isn’t right! Weres aren’t supposed to share. We aren’t ? —

But then she reached for me again—her hand stroking me, her lips brushing my tip. Finn was groaning behind her, his rhythm getting faster as he got closer to the edge. Around us, the Clearing pulsed with magic, eager for the pleasure that was building.

It was too much…I couldn’t fight anymore.

I let go and thrust into Goldie’s wet, welcoming mouth as she sucked me eagerly. And when I did, it was like falling into the sun. Pleasure ignited inside me, hot and blinding. It was an orgasm but something more than that—something deeper. An unraveling. A surrender.

And I knew, as I spilled into her mouth, that I was hers.

Whether I wanted to admit it or not.