Goldie and Her Bears (12 page)

“I know I can make you scream. Quite loudly as I recall,” he smiled at her. Laying her back on the desk, he caught her hands and lifted them over her head. “Hold on tight, Goldie, let’s see how quickly I can make you scream for me.”

Goldie’s fingers wrapped around the edge of the desk and she held on. Looking down her body at him, she licked her lips. “Then I think that you should make me do just that.” Evidently, she did have a bit of an exhibitionist in her.

“They won’t hear you, even if you reach octaves only animals can hear. This house is solid,” he smiled at her. Reaching out, he laid a hand on her chest and slowly slid it between her breasts, down over her belly, to her pussy, his fingers slipping between her folds. He rubbed through her moisture, his eyes on hers, “You are very, very wet.”

“Good,” she moaned. “And yes, my Arkadios, I am very, very wet. I seem to always be wet for you,” she moaned. “Now do something about it.”

“You are our mate. You are feeling the bond with us. It will even out in time and become less distressing to you, but the need will always be there, ready, waiting, and wanting. For now though,” he gripped her hips and thrust into her hard. Her moan was drowned out by his growl of pleasure. “For now though, I will ensure you are well tended to.”

“Good,” she said with another moan that matched his. “I love how you take care of me, Ark. How it feels when we come together.” Another sob of pure pleasure escaped her and she pushed back against him once more.

“It is ever my pleasure to take care of you,” he was grinning at her. His cock slid in and out with purpose, hitting her deep and teasing every part of her pussy. “The fact that you’re naked is only a bonus. That I’m making love to you is a gift from the God.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” She reached out her hand to him and pulled him closer. “I need you,” she whispered softly. “I have to have you moving inside of me now. So quit teasing me.”

“I like to tease you,” he smiled down at her. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he thrust harder. His hold on her hips was keeping her from sliding off the desk. “I love the look on your face and the way you growl as I tease you.”

“Yes I do growl a lot, don’t I? I love to growl at you and you know you love it too. Admit it,” she demanded as she moved up and under him. A shudder released from her. A shiver of pure and intense delight. “I adore everything about you, Goldie,” he said quietly. “But the growl is fucking sexy. It makes me hot, bothered, and hard as a rock in under a second. You growling just makes me want to throw you down and fuck you until you don’t know your own name.”

That had her grinning, and just for giggles, she growled. Then moaned when he thrust harder and deeper into her body. She found herself crying out, “God, yes!”

“Growl for me, baby, and I’ll let you come. Give me a big old growl and impress me,” he demanded. One of his hands slid over her belly, his thumb playing with her curls. He was still pushing deep, but not as quickly as before, drawing it all out.

Her hands curled into fists and she pressed back against him time and again. Finally, though, she couldn’t take it. Using every trick her men had given her, she let out a growl, well more of scream actually.

Giving her a growl back, Arkadios pressed his thumb to her clit as he slammed into her. Over and over, he drove his cock through her spasming sheath. His thumb relentlessly rubbing and scraping over the tight nub as he drove her to the edge.

Goldie screamed repeatedly, the pure pleasure she felt from having him inside of her as he made her entire being feel right once again. This was what she would always need. Him.

His weight came down over her as his seed shot into her body. His breathing was harsh, puffing against her shoulder. With a groan, he pushed up onto his elbows, “Fuck, woman. You’re going to kill me one of these days.”

Goldie could only smile. Finally, when she was able to speak, she said, “And what a way to go. I can’t believe how much pleasure there is in making love with you.”

Chuckling, he brushed a kiss to her chin. “Well good news is, no one came running, which means the soundproofing actually works. Either that, or Torben turned up the music to drown you out.” Grinning, he pushed up further and stared down at her. “I love you, Goldie,” he said softly.

Goldie smiled, “I love you too, Ark. I’m so very happy your home is the one I stumbled into. You make me smile. You bring me such happiness and joy I don’t know how I called what I did before, living. This, what we have now is truly living.”

“It’s a definite improvement over my life too,” he said. “I was missing out on something important. Something only you could bring to us all, Goldie. Your love.” Smiling, he slid free of her and then pulled her to sit upright. “We should clean up and then go and get some food.”

“Good. And yes, food. Food sounds wonderful right now. Do you think any ribs are left? They looked very yummy indeed. Now I have a full and raging appetite, I think I might be able to keep up with the little cub on her food eating ways.”

Chuckling, he shrugged, “We bought enough, nearly three oinkers worth, so hopefully there is still some left. If not, we can break out the emergency rations. The ones we stashed away before everyone arrived,” he explained when she just stared at him.

“Oh God, seriously?” Goldie began to laugh then. She couldn’t help herself. “You guys certainly do think and plan ahead, don’t you?”

“Just ensuring our mate is taken care of,” he said. Pulling on his jeans, he grabbed up his shirt. Shrugging into it, he did up the buttons on his fly. “Plus we know these people. They are fiends when it comes to free food. Absolute fiends.”

Goldie took two minutes to get dressed again, using her panties to clean herself up before sliding into her jeans without them. Shoving the underwear into her pocket she said, “We need to make sure to get me upstairs so I can put these in the hamper. So don't want to be carrying them around all day. So help remind me?”

“Run up once we step out. You can rejoin me and we’ll grab beers, and then go outside to get some food. Everyone should already be through first and second helpings. Which means they will have slowed down. More than likely, they have started a game out there of some sort to burn off some calories. We can sit and watch and offer up cold ones when they take a break.”

“Sounds like a plan. I will see you in like a minute and a half, since I know I can slide down the banister,” Goldie said with a grin. “Go get me a plate too please?” she asked happily. “And what kind of game would they have started?” She loved games, sometimes. Depending on how involved it was.

“Well either football, full contact of course, or rugby,” he grinned at her. Laughing when she was stuck for something to say, he leaned in to kiss her. “I’ll be in the kitchen when you come down. I need to load up a bin with ice and beers. Don’t be long, and be careful on the rail. It’s highly polished so there is no stopping once you get moving.”

“Oh my,” she said with a grin and then took off. She couldn’t wait to slide down the banister and he knew it from the look of pure joy on her face when he said how polished the railing was. Racing upstairs, she tossed her panties into the dirty clothes, washed her hands and face, and then raced back down the stairs, using the banister for maximum speed.

At the loud bang, Arkadios came racing out, only slowing as she laughed nearly hysterically. “Good fucking God, woman! I warned you,” he moved to her and shook his head. “Goldie, do not scare me like that. I nearly choked on my heart it jumped up so far.”

On the floor where she dumped after her race down the banister, she looked up at him with a grin. “It was a great deal of fun though. I think however, we should put pillows or something right there.” Giving him her hand, she let him pull her to her feet. “I might have a bruise for you to kiss later,” she teased.

“I’ll gladly kiss whatever you want.” Hauling her up, he shook his head again. “But you really need to be more careful, Goldie. I’m serious. I thought you’d hurt yourself.” He pulled her into his arms and held her loosely. “I don’t know what I would do if you were ever hurt, love.”

“I’m fine. Although, maybe later you can kiss the boo-boo on my backside?” she whispered softly and wrapped her arms around him to pull him closer. “I love you, Ark. If it bothers you, I won’t do it again. I promise.”

“It just scared the hell out of me,” he said gruffly. “You can do it again if you want. Just remember to watch your speed down it. Or plan your landing better. You land on your ass again and I may have to paddle you. Hard.”

“Oh I might have to do it anyway just to get a spanking.” Shrugging, she added, “And I have no idea what in the world to do in order to slow my descent. Maybe I should get some pointers from the others? Or you? Do you slide down this thing ever?”

“Not since we put the last three coats of lacquer on it. Ask Mahon how he manages not to die every time he comes down. He rides it more than Torben or I ever did.” He drew back and touched her cheek lightly. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m perfectly fine.” Goldie stepped in closer to Arkadios and grinned, “I wouldn’t mind one small bit, however, if you would want to take me and strip me to search every inch of my skin. Then again it would mean we would miss our meal and most of the night too, but I’m game if you are.”

“I would love to, darling, but I am hungry. And you need to eat too, Goldie. Don’t want you wearing down tonight when we get you to ourselves again. We have plans for you,” he smiled suggestively. “Lots and lots of plans. All of them ending with you begging and screaming.”

“Oh, I love your plans when they begin and end like that. I look forward to each and every single one of your plans.” When Arkadios made plans, they always involved a great deal of pleasure, and many, many orgasms.

“I thought you might enjoy them, love,” he chuckled. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he drew back. “Let’s go and get food. I have the beer ready and the gang is out there beating on one another. Apparently, they’re into rugby right now. Hopefully the lads are holding their own. I’d hate to have to beat on my own brother-in-law just to keep the trophy in the house.”

“Sounds good to me.” She looked up at him and grinned, “What? What trophy in the house? Please tell me you guys didn’t have a trophy made just for these times when your family comes by? Who do you guys play against anyway?”

“Of course we had a trophy made. We’re a very competitive group of bears,” he chuckled. “All the guys play, and usually most of the women too. Depends on how mean they are feeling. Mahon’s parents never do though. They usually sit with Josie and play cheerleaders. Either that, or tell us we need to find something less violent to do during our dinners.”

“Oh lordy,” she said with a shrug. “Well, good thing I will have company while I’m playing cheerleader with Josie then, huh? And as long as there is no bloodshed, I guess it's all good, right? There isn’t, is there?” she asked with a frown. “Oh crap there is, isn’t there?”

“It’s rugby,” he laughed. Grabbing her up, he kissed her and spun her around. “It’s one of the last legal blood sports out there. And it’s good to kill, kill, kill.” Growling, he nibbled on her neck as he tickled her gently.

“Oh dear God.” Goldie leaned her head to the side and moaned though. “Keep doing that and the only bloodshed will be when Tor and Mahon come and find us both naked, and getting busy instead of you helping them with whatever it is you need to do.”

“Win, win, win,” he chuckled, squeezing her. Nipping her neck, he squeezed her close. “Come on, darling. We need to eat before I help the lads keep the trophy where it rightfully belongs.”

“Yes, food does sound good, especially since some bears helped work me into a hell of an appetite.” Goldie moved from him and grabbed his hand.

Letting her loose, he smacked her ass and grinned when she shot him a glare. “You deserved that, woman.” He walked to the counter and lifted the large tub of ice and beer. “Can you get the door for me, Goldie?”

“You bet your sweet ass I can.” She moved to the door and opened it. When he walked out in front of her, she couldn’t stop herself from swatting his too delicious ass. When he looked back at her, she grinned, “Hey, I was only showing you how much I love it.”

“Uh-huh,” he chuckled. Shaking his head, he kept moving another two steps and then stopped dead. The tub fell with a crash as he staggered. The next moment he dropped to his knees, his breath whooshing out. Torben was yelling at her to get down, Mahon had Josie in his arms and was rushing the women behind one of the sheds. The men were all racing for cover, and Torben was coming right for her.

Goldie couldn’t believe what was happening. Hell, she didn’t know what was happening. All she knew was Arkadios dropped to the ground like a dead weight and there seemed to be chaos surrounding them. When Torben wrapped his arms around her and tumbled them into the house, she wiggled, “Ark, we have to get to him!” A second later she added, “What the hell is happening?!”

“He’s been shot,” Torben said, rolling her out of the line of the windows. “No!” he grabbed her when she tried to break free. “I’ll get him but you need to stay here, stay safe, Goldie. If anything happens to you, we’ll lose him for sure. Stay put!” A definite order and one, the look on his face said, he would enforce by whatever means necessary.

Goldie nodded with tears streaming down her face she whispered, “Please. Please go and get him. Save him for us please?” she asked with a sob. She moved back to the wall and watched Torben going for Arkadios. When he was close to her, she reached out and grabbed one of the dishtowels to press it against his wound. “Why isn’t he healing?” she demanded.

“Because the bullet is still in his chest,” Torben said. “Fuck, we need Laurie in here. She’s a doctor. She can get it out and then he can start to heal. Touch him, talk to him. Keep him grounded with us, Goldie. I need to find his sister, and then I need to figure out who the hell was shooting at us.”