Mountain Men II: Primal Hunger (10 page)

While Gavin inspected Maura, Bain
began to feel a dull throbbing pain in his shoulder. Bain looked
down and to his surprise his chest was covered in blood. His brows
knitted together in confusion.

"Shit man, you need to shift back."
Gavin rushed to Bain with concern. "You've been shot."

Bain resisted and pulled Maura into
his arms, careful not to get his blood on her. When Maura clung to
him, he could smell her honey vanilla scent and was able, for the
first time in hours, to take a deep breath. She was alive. She was
unharmed. Everything else would work itself out, his mate was safe.
Nothing else mattered.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered
against his chest.

"You have nothing to be sorry
about. I know you had to have been freaked out, but just don't
leave like that again. Did he hurt you?"

Maura shook her head. "No, but he
hurt you."

Bain shrugged. "This doesn't hurt
really, it's nowhere near what I felt when we realized you were
gone."

Maura pulled away from where her
head lay on his chest to look up at him.

"But, you were shot."

"It’ll heal. Losing you would wound
me in a way I’d never heal from."

Her eyes went liquid and she flung
her arms around his neck. He cared little about bleeding and clung
to her. Bain held her close, flooding his senses in her scent, and
reassuring himself that she was, indeed, safe. He could barely wrap
his mind around how close they came to losing her. Bain felt his
knees buckle a bit when she pulled away to hold Gavin close. He was
losing too much blood.

"Gavin …."

"Shift back, Bain! You’ve lost too
much blood. You need to heal."

Bain shifted back, feeling the
energy of his bear already working to heal and renew the gunshot
wound. Maura turned to Gavin again.

“
I’m so sorry you had to take a
life Gavin. I can’t imagine .… I know how you feel about violence.
I ....”

Gavin cupped her cheek in his palm
as she stumbled for words.

“
Maura, you didn’t create that
situation. Seth did. That was merely a consequence of actions he
chose to make. I gave him every opportunity to leave peacefully. He
chose this. Not you. Not me. Not Bain.”

Tears began to fall and it was like
a dam burst. The gravity of the situation they had just been in
finally settled like a weighted vest on her chest. The tears grew
in intensity till she was sobbing, her body shuddered with every
renewed jag of tears. Gavin simply held her close, muttering
reassurances to her and stroking her back and shoulders. Bain
lumbered close and stood over them both until her tears were
spent.

The trio made their way back to the
car in silence. Bain in his bear form, and Gavin in his human one
carrying Maura, ignoring her protests. Bain stayed close by her
side, not wanting to be far from her after what they had just gone
through. When they reached the car Gavin decided to drive, Bain
reverted back to human form and gathered Maura to his side in the
backseat. She curled into his warmth, bathed in Gavin’s scent and
needing to be near Bain’s unique smell and feel.

She needed both of them. It was
true. All of it. Every outrageous, unimaginable situation she was
sure had been imagined was real. She was the mate of not one, but
two incredible men who turned into animals at will. It was the
combination of both of them that balanced her and made her feel
completed. The girl that no one wanted to keep was actually the
destined mate of two gorgeous men that happened to be shifters who
wanted nothing more than to see her happy and safe.

These were
her
men.

The urge to rid herself of Seth’s
scent suddenly overwhelmed her. She needed the smell and feel of
her men to wash away the mental and physical imprint of her ordeal
today. They drove back to the cabin that Gavin and Bain shared.
When the opened the doors and walked in Maura grabbed their hands
and led them to the oversized shower in Bain’s bedroom.

“
I need you both to make me forget
this day. I don’t want to feel or smell him on me. I don’t want to
feel his hands on me. I want to feel yours. Both of
yours.”

She turned the water on and
stripped her clothes, throwing them in the garbage. They were
saturated with mud and blood and smelled like Seth. She never
wanted to see them, much less wear them, again. Maura stood in
front of Bain and lifted his shirt off of him. She ran her hands
over where the bullet had punctured his shoulder and traced her
fingers lightly over the rapidly healing wound. It was scabbed and
already forming new, pink skin on the edges.

Her palm curled around his neck and
brought his lips to hers. Maura kissed him thoroughly. She poured
into the kiss the desperation she felt when she thought Seth would
kill them all and the relief she felt when they had come for her.
Not just to save her from Seth, but because they had come for her
regardless of why she left. She was wanted, needed. Finally. Maura
flashed on many regrets at that moment and most of them centered
around not enough time with Gavin and Bain and never telling them
how she really felt.

When she had Bain naked, she turned
to Gavin. He watched her closely, seeing through her as was his way
with that lion’s stare. She looked deeply into that gaze, with all
the emotion she felt written on her face. She reached for him and
kissed him with everything she had. As with Bain, this kiss was a
soul searing one. Branding her heart and forever marking her
theirs. She could never simply place her lips on anyone else. Not
after knowing kissing could be like this. Everyone else would far
pale in comparison. She removed his blood stained clothes as she
nipped and licked at his mouth.

They all fit nicely in the shower.
Gavin facing Maura and feasting on her mouth. Bain scrubbed his
fingers through her hair from behind and wet her beautiful tresses.
Her lips broke away from Gavin and she arched back into Bain’s
hands. Gavin soaped his hands and ran them down her neck and
shoulders while Bain worked shampoo into her scalp. She moaned in
pleasure luxuriating in the feel of their hands on her
body.

Gavin traced her collarbone with
his fingers, causing her nipples to pucker. Gavin cupped the sides
of her breasts, watching in fascination as the bubbles slid down
the full globes making them slick and wet. Maura thrust her breasts
toward him arching her neck into Bain’s hands. She soaped her hands
and ran them across Gavin’s chest, tracing every muscular ridge
with bubbly fingertips. His nipples puckered as well and she saw
his cock leap toward her.

Her palms made lazy circles over
his pecs and collarbone. Bain’s fingers began a trail down her
spine, his palms flattening and flexing over her back and waist.
Maura turned after Bain had thoroughly washed and rinsed her hair
and began her soapy ministrations on his chest as well. Gavin
closed in from behind and soaped her buttocks palming her mounds
and spreading them. His fingertips brushed the cleft of her ass and
sent a rush of moisture to her pussy.

She shuddered, arching her buttocks
toward his hands and grasped Bain’s cock with her palm. She worked
her palm up and down on Bain while Gavin lightly teased her rear
passage. She urged Gavin on with her body and Bain’s fingers crept
to her weeping pussy and he circled her clit. Maura opened for them
both and writhed with the satisfaction of the combined
stimulation.

Bain slid a slick finger into her
as Gavin pressed his against her anus and both men danced circles
with talented fingers. Maura worked herself in tandem, aiding to
the friction, and building a climatic wave inside her. When Gavin
slid a finger into her from behind and Bain slipped another into
her from the front, it was all she needed to find her
release.

They turned off the water and dried
each other with urgency but not speed. Maura felt much better now
that the traces of Seth and his actions were being erased. Bain
traced every curve, nook, and cranny of her body with his hands
covered in towel. Gavin rubbed her hair dry with another towel and
she surreptitiously licked droplets of water off both
men.

They moved in unison to the bed and
stood before it. Bain knelt in front of her, pulling her soft belly
toward his waiting mouth. She lifted her arms and, arching
backward, clasped her fingers around Gavin’s neck behind her. It
caused her back to arch dramatically. Gavin took that as an
invitation to pluck at her straining nipples. He rolled the pink
buds between his thumb and finger gently tugging them to hard rosy
peaks.

Her legs opened wider of their own
accord and Bain trailed his tongue lower in lazy circles. Bain
licked at her swollen clit and she cried out in response. Gavin
palmed her breasts scraping her nipples between his fingers,
pinching, and teasing them. Maura writhed against them both,
straining for more. Bain licked her wet and swollen slit till it
was all she could do but writhe against his tongue. When he sucked
the engorged clit into his lips, she came apart. She climaxed and
bucked against his mouth. Gavin help support her from his position
behind. After licking up every drop of her sweet nectar, Bain
crawled backward, stretching out on the bed, coaxing Maura toward
him.

Maura kneeled over him and
positioned herself over his upright shaft. It was straining towards
her and she couldn’t resist a playful lick across the blunt head of
his cock while inching over him. It jerked toward her, seemingly
just as eager for her as the man was. She positioned herself over
his thick shaft and lowered herself onto it.

He stretched and filled her like
only he could. They groaned in unison. Bain lifted his hips,
impaling her further on his engorged cock. It slid easily in and
out of her slick channel. Gavin still massaged her ass cheeks and
the combined stimulation only heightened her arousal. He withdrew
from her, she rode Bain but turned to see what Gavin was doing,
insistent that he join.

Gavin held a small bottle of lube
in his palm, set it nearby, and positioned her hips and knees
further apart so she would be spread for him while riding Bain.
While Bain’s sizable cock pumped in and out of her, Gavin slid a
slickened finger to her rear entry. He circled the tight hole and
felt her muscles quiver at the sensation. She gasped and stiffened
when he finally slipped a finger into her there, never having anal
play before, Maura was nervous.

Gavin simply eased his finger back,
backing out till his digit was almost all the way out before slowly
pushing it back in. Maura quickly adjusted to the sensation and
relaxed, pushing against him and silently encouraging his
ministrations. When one finger was sliding in and out with ease,
Gavin worked another in. She tensed anew at the feeling of being
stretched by his two fingers, but rather than painful it was more
like a sharp pleasure. Maura reveled in the new nerve clusters
being awakened, having never had that hole breached
before.

Gavin worked his fingers in a
rhythm that complimented Bain’s thrusts. When Maura was moaning,
panting, and working herself against both invasions, Gavin coated
himself with the lube and positioned himself behind her. He pumped
his fist along the length of his growing erection and used the
slickened head of his cock to tease the cluster of nerves at her
dark entry. Maura rubbed against him encouraging him with her body
and Gavin gripped her hips to further position her.

She stiffened when the head of his
cock began to breach the ring of muscles there. Bain grunted, the
tensing of her muscles simply gripping his shaft like a fist,
tighter within her. Gavin mumbled encouragement and slowly, gently
eased the blunt head past her tight ring of muscles. When her body
began to relax, he eased his shaft in further.

Maura moaned with pleasure and her
body loosened of its own accord to accept his delicious invasion.
Bain pumped into her and when he withdrew, Gavin invaded her from
behind. They pistoned in and out of her alternately never giving
her body cease from the sensual onslaught. She cried out in
pleasure, barely registering the sounds coming from her own mouth.
She was mindless in her drive to work herself against these two men
and ride to explosive climax.

She felt her muscles clenching in
anticipation of the orgasm barreling down on her. Bain’s cock
swelled and she felt him nearing his release. She increased her
tempo, impaling herself on him faster. Gavin’s pace increased in
response. Maura’s brain was hijacked by the sensations taking over
her body and she could do nothing more than writhe against both of
them inside her. The three lost coherent thought and gave in to the
needs of their bodies, straining for release. They pumped and
strained against each other, skin slapping together in a staccato
rhythm of their own creation.

Maura threw back her head and
screamed aloud when the most powerful orgasm she had ever
experienced, crashed over her body. Her inner muscles tensed and
contracted of their own volition which milked an orgasm from her
men in response. Bain cried out pumping deeply into her, seating
himself to the hilt, filling her to her womb and bucking against
it. Gavin similarly impaled himself to his balls into her from
behind, filling her, stretching her, and emptying himself into her
there.