Goldie and Her bears (2 page)

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Jason Stanhope, every inch the imposing Dom, glowered at Catalina. In her spiked heels, she was his same height, and she defiantly stared him down. The rapid staccato beat of her left toe on the stone floor was the only outward indication of her annoyance.

“I vet the new subs that you send here. What makes this one so special that I shouldn’t?”

The heated look Jason threw in Goldie’s direction made her toes curl. His eyes changed from golden back to their usual deep brown, and he seemed to grow several inches in front of her. How was that possible? If she’d drunk anything since getting here, Goldie would have thought it had been spiked.

Jacob pulled her backward and out of the way with a muffled curse as Catalina too grew taller, and her already long fingernails formed claws.

Oh good God, girl, that’s it. You’ve lost it completely. Too many late-night horror movies. What next, they sprout fur and bay at the moon?

They did neither—of course—what had she been thinking? It must have just been a trick of the eye. Catalina and Jason had moved directly under the light, throwing the stark angles of their faces into full view, and the truth hit her square in the gut. They had to be brother and sister. The same eyes, nose, chin, and hair color. Catalina’s lips were thinner than Jason’s, especially now, drawn into a tight line. Her tawny eyes blazed as she slowly uncurled her whip.

Jacob swore again and tucked Goldie out of the way. His nostrils flared, and the grip he had on her arm grew painful. He flicked his long brown hair off his face, and Goldie had to remind herself to shut her mouth. If it wasn’t for his clean-shaven face with just a hint of a five o’clock shadow, he could have passed for Jason. He was bulkier than her boss, and his unkempt appearance had thrown her off at first, but there was no mistaking the uncanny similarity now. He released her with a growl. “Stay there. Don’t move,” he whispered and intervened.

“Cut it out, you two. Now is not the time or the place. You can settle your differences when you run, not in front of our newest sub.”

Three pairs of identical, heavy-lidded, chocolate eyes settled on Goldie, and she backed away nervously until she bumped against the steel door. Its coolness served to confirm that she was indeed here and not in her cozy bed, having the most erotic CEO dream ever.

“She’s not
our
sub, Jacob. She’s mine!” Jason ground the words out through gritted teeth.

Jacob whistled under his breath, and Catalina narrowed her eyes. Jason, however, advanced toward Goldie with the lazy, long-limbed gait she’d admired in the office. Unlike at the office though, all his attention was focused on her. Goldie’s body reacted with embarrassing predictability. Her nipples puckered against the thin satin of her dress, and she clamped her thighs together to stop the renewed rush of moisture from trickling down her leg. He stopped so close to her that their thighs touched. She dropped her gaze to escape the intensity of his and settled it on the intricate tattoo on his left shoulder. She hadn’t gotten a close look at it in the office but now she could see it was two bears entwined. The image would have been extremely erotic had it been two humans.

Her body lit up under Jason’s intense scrutiny, and when he leaned down and inhaled deeply, she closed her eyes again. For some reason, that really turned her on.

“Thank you for following my instructions so exactly. I hope you had a pleasant journey here.”

His deep baritone washed over her senses, and she nodded. His smile of approval showed through the light kisses he dropped on her cheek, and she turned her head, desperate to taste his full lips. He withdrew, and she bit back her disappointed moan.

“Not so fast, Goldilocks.”

“Wha—what? And that’s
not
my name.” She tried to inject some authority into her voice, she really did, but Miss Pornstar seemed to have reemerged, so she gave up and simply looked at him. The business suits he’d worn to the office ever since that first day hinted at the powerful physique underneath. Seeing him this close dressed in jeans and a black vest and those damn cowboy boots, not to mention having all his attention focused on her—well, she may just go into cardiac arrest. It was every secret fantasy she’d ever harbored times three. The man of her dreams, plus his equally wet dream-inducing brother, and their stunningly beautiful sister. Her gaze darted involuntarily to Catalina, and their eyes locked. Jacob chuckled. Jason took a step away from Goldie and looked over his shoulder with a sigh.

“Maybe our sub after all, bro.” Jacob’s amused drawl shook Goldie out her trance like state and heat stained her cheeks.

“I’m no one’s sub.” Her voice was still far too breathy, and she couldn’t bring herself to look at any of them. But there, she’d said it. They would have to let her go. She knew that much at least. They couldn’t keep her here against her will—they wouldn’t.

The
click-clack
of Catalina’s heels on the floor announced her stepping closer, and Goldie’s nerves came back with a vengeance. She edged sideways until she bumped into Jacob. He drew her into his body with one arm, his breath hot on her neck as he whispered, “Oh yes, you are.”

Catalina’s whip whispered past Goldie’s shoulder, and she shrieked and darted toward Jason. Jacob growled at Catalina, and Cat smiled.

“Such a lot of fuss. Well, I’ll leave her to you two for now. You know where I am if you need me. And you
will
need me.” Catalina turned to face Goldie, and she was grateful for Jason’s reassuring warmth at her back and the strong arms holding her up. “I can smell you from here, little sub. When you’re fed up playing with the boys, come and find me—you know you want to.”

Goldie shook her head in denial, earning herself another chuckle from Jacob and a deep growl from the man behind her. Catalina simply smiled, crossed the distance between them with two long strides, and kissed her. Her lips were cool, firm, and surprisingly gentle. Cat’s tongue ran along the seams of Goldie’s mouth, and she opened up automatically. Cat’s growl of approval was joined by her own moan as their tongues touched. Catalina took the kiss deeper, her tongue thrusting and dueling with Goldie’s. Her knees buckled at the forbidden thrill, and behind her, Jason’s arms tightened around her body, holding her steady. One denim-clad knee came up between her legs, rubbing against her clit, and her whole body heated with the sensations assaulting her. Another pair of male hands settled on her breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples, and Goldie gasped into Cat’s mouth. Jason’s groan of approval as he ground himself into Goldie’s ass kicked her arousal up another notch. The thick, hard ridge of his cock pressed against her. His thigh continued to rub against her clit, the rough denim creating delightful friction. Her hips rocked of their own accord trying to exert more pressure, but he held her still.

“Don’t move. You’ll come when I decide and not before.” Jason growled the words.

Oh God, if that voice alone didn’t almost send her over the edge. She tried to pull away from Cat, but she simply stepped closer and deepened the kiss again. The sound of a zipper was loud over their combined breathing, and Goldie’s hand was urged toward soft skin. She couldn’t help exploring that expanse of skin, even as her hand was urged downward until she encountered the slick feminine folds. Catalina rocked herself onto her hand, and Goldie’s fingers slid home. Both men groaned when Cat pulled back and Goldie’s eyes opened and locked with Catalina’s desire-soaked ones.

“Harder, sub.”

The moaned demand zinged straight to Goldie’s core, and she finger-fucked Catalina as her own orgasm built. Her thumb circled Catalina’s clitoris in ever faster circles, the other woman’s juices coating her fingers, their heavy breaths mingling as Catalina kissed her again.

Jason’s thigh moved faster between her legs, his breath hot on her neck as he murmured, “Beautiful. That’s my girl.”

Catalina’s inner muscles contracted around Goldie’s fingers, and with one last flick of her thumb, Goldie sent the other woman into an orgasm. Hovering on the edge of her own release, she was only dimly aware of Jacob’s, “Fuck that’s hot,” before Jason bit her ear.

The sharp pain focused her awareness solely on him. She moaned her protest when Jason removed his thigh. Jacob’s husky laugh rang in her ears and her eyes grew huge when his large hands pulled the neckline of her dress down, exposing her breasts. The cool air skittered across her nipples, and Goldie thrust them eagerly into his waiting hands. With a wink at his brother behind her, he grinned at her and took one waiting bud into his mouth. She arched her back, and her hips bucked as he sucked the nipple, his large hands on her hips now, pinning her back against his brother, stopping her from moving. He alternated sucks with bites, and every deep touch shot shivers of pure lust into her wet pussy.

“Please—please.” Her needy moans filled the air.

Catalina laughed. “Have fun torturing her, boys.” She leaned forward and planted another kiss on Goldie’s lips with a whispered, “Laters.”

Goldie didn’t see the woman sashay away. She was too caught up in her own body climbing once again, striving for that orgasm she was still being denied. Sweat broke out all over her body, her breath came in short agonized gasps of pleasure, yet still they kept her hanging on the precipice. Caught between the two male bodies, unable to move, she could do nothing but ride the waves of pleasure, building and receding in direct response to Jacob’s clever tongue. Jason’s hand massaged her backside, his fingers dipping into her folds, her channel aching to be filled with the thick cock she could feel pressing into her hip. Yet still he denied her, chuckling into her neck at her whispered pleas. Slow maddening strokes on her clit brought her to the edge, only for them to retreat time and time again. Her head fell back, and he dropped kisses along her jawline.

“Do you want to come, Goldilocks? Tell me what you want.” Did she want to?
Damn him.
He knew damn well she did. “Tell me what you want us to do. Where you want our cocks?”

Both men chuckled at her exasperated growl, and she screamed in surprise when Jason pinched her clit. The pain mixed in with pleasure. God, she was so close to the most overwhelming orgasm ever. It built in ever-increasing waves until she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t talk, could do nothing but hang on and beg with her eyes and gasps of surrender. Jacob released her breasts, kissing himself down to her mound where Jason’s fingers were still working their magic or torture, she wasn’t quite sure which.

“She needs to come, Jase.” His low rumble vibrated against her tummy, and her pussy clenched around Jason’s fingers.

With a growl, he spun her around and pinned her against the cool wall, his eyes once again a deep golden color. He held her arms high above her head and thrust his still-clothed cock against her aching pussy.

“Tell me you want this, Goldie.” Goldie lost herself in the intensity of his heated gaze, and she bent her head forward in answer. His low growl vibrated against her lips as he took her mouth in a punishing kiss that seemed to go on forever. Their tongues danced and dueled, their kiss growing more passionate until, their surroundings forgotten, Goldie raised one leg to give him better access.

“I want you, inside me, only you, now—please.” The words delivered in between gasps of much needed air had Jason step back with a satisfied smile. At a nod from his brother, Jacob took over holding her arms. He smiled at her before he too kissed her and with his free hand explored her pussy folds. A sharp stab of desire shot through her when he inserted one finger slick with her juices inside her anus.

“I’ll so enjoy fucking your pretty ass soon.” Jacob bit her lip, his tawny eyes sparkling with wicked desires as he inserted another finger. The invasion brought tears to her eyes as her sphincter muscle contracted around the digits, and she whimpered her denial, even as her body betrayed her with a renewed gush of moisture trickling to the top of her stockings.

He released her with a small smile, and stepped away. Before she could bemoan the loss of Jacob’s warm body, Jason was back. At the rip of foil, she moaned her thanks, and before she could draw another breath into her body, Jason lifted her up against the wall.

“Straddle me, sub.” The deep command brooked no argument, and she locked her legs around his waist as his sheathed cock slid into her wet core.

“Jesus, Goldie, you’re so tight. This will be quick.”

The growled words alone sent her tumbling over the edge, and he swore. He thrust into her, driving himself deeper with every move of his lean hips between her thighs. Sensations built anew, and he thrust faster, every move of his large cock scraping against her G-spot until Goldie screamed her surrender into his shoulder at the same time as he yanked her hair and groaned his own release. Goldie’s body still hummed with delicious aftershocks when the sharp slap to her ass shook her out of her pleasure-soaked happiness.

“Did I give you permission to come?”

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Goldie followed Jason’s broad back through the crowded club, painfully aware of her state of undress. With her dress rumpled beyond repair and her feet minus her killer heels, she was extremely vulnerable and only too happy to adopt the slave pose required for negotiating the inner sanctum. From the sounds alone, she didn’t want to be able to see what was going on. She grimaced, thinking of her mum’s favorite saying: curiosity killed the cat. Wasn’t that the truth? She’d been so eager to see what went on in this place, and now that she was here, she really didn’t want to know. Jason had seemed so disappointed in her back in the hall, his eyes blazing with some deep emotion she couldn’t decipher. He’d ordered her to take off her shoes and stood waiting while Jacob had righted her clothing. Jacob’s expression had given nothing away, but he’d winked at her and kissed her nose with a murmured, “It’ll be okay. Just don’t tick him off again. I see you later.” Jacob had slapped her ass playfully, earning a deep growl from his brother, and she’d lowered her head and followed Jason.