Bearly Theirs
Series:
The Bears of Greenspoint, 1
Keiko Saito is
having the worst day of her life — but it also happens to be the best. The same
day she learns of her brother’s death and her need to return to Japan, she
discovers that the feelings she has harbored for two men for almost two years
are returned.
Logan and Cooper
Anderson have known that Keiko was their mate from the first moment they
met. They hired her for their business
and planned to steal her heart at the same time. Their idea to take it slow is shot to hell
when she learns of her brother’s death.
They are together for one night, one perfect night when they allow their
feelings for each other to dictate their actions. When they awake the next
morning, their mate is gone.
Can Cooper and
Logan find their mate in time to save her from the future she fears, or will
they lose her before she can ever truly be theirs?
**erotic romance, ménage a trois,
paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration
ADULT
EXCERPT
“The first day you stepped into our office, you wore this pale blue
blouse with mother-of-pearl buttons.” As he spoke, Cooper reached out and
gently began to slide the buttons of the white silk blouse she wore now through
the buttonholes. “I wanted nothing more than to remove that shirt, button by
button and expose the beautiful expanse of skin I knew hid beneath it.” He
matched his words with his actions, gently opening the blouse, pulling it
gently from the waistband of the skirt she wore.
The breath caught in Cooper’s throat at the sight of the white demi bra
that she wore that pushed her breasts up, plumping them slightly at the top.
“Holy…shit.”
Unable to resist, Logan leaned in and looked over her shoulder, getting
the full effect of the fantastic things this particular bra did for her
breasts. “Sweet mother of God,” Logan murmured as he reached up to slip the
blouse from her shoulders. “If I knew you had a penchant for wearing sexy as
all fuck underwear like this under those suits of yours, we would have been
here a hell of a lot sooner.”
Cooper took a deep breath to try to curb the desire building within him
at an astonishing rate. “You were wearing a dark blue pencil skirt with that
blouse, and I loved the way it clung to every sweet curve.” Cooper dropped to
his knees in front of her, and the sweet scent of her arousal filled the air.
The waistband of her skirt loosened and Cooper knew that Logan had released the
button and zip at the back. “Now, normally, I’m the kind of guy that rips the
wrapping paper off my presents and prefers to dive straight into dessert. But
in this case, I’m willing to wait a few seconds more than I want to, because I
have the feeling that bra you’re wearing might be part of a set, designed to
drive a man insane.”
Gently, he gripped the edge of her skirt and slid it over the luscious
curve of her hips, and then let it drop to the floor, leaving her standing in
just her underwear, and Cooper growled at the barely there panties their woman
was wearing. He looked up at the goddess who stood before him and nearly
swallowed his tongue.
Gently he ran his hands up the backs of her legs. He groaned when he got
to the naked globes of her ass. “You wear G-strings? Logan’s right, if we knew
about these we would have been here a hell of a lot faster.” Unable to wait
another minute, he gently stripped the small scrap of lace from her beautifully
bare pussy and then tugged her hips toward him. “Lean back, love. Rest your
shoulders on Logan’s chest.” He watched as she complied, noticing that Logan
had stripped the bra from her, and removed his own shirt. His hands cupped her
breasts, his thumbs strumming her dark nipples, and a rosy red shade of arousal
had swept across Keiko’s chest and up her neck.
“I’m gonna taste you now, love.” Cooper gently lifted her left leg to
place it on his shoulder, trusting his brother to hold her strong all the while
looking up into her lust-glazed eyes and grinned. “Feel free to scream for me.”
Then he placed his mouth right over her very wet pussy, listening to her sweet
cry of shocked pleasure, and swept his tongue through the hot liquid that had
pooled there, pulling it into his mouth. Her flavor was sweet and salty and so
fucking addictive he knew she was going to quickly become his favorite meal.
Then he settled in to drive her crazy. He took the sounds she made as verbal
clues, telling him what she liked and how she liked to be pleasured.
When he swept the flat of his tongue up and over her swollen clit, she
thrust her hips forward with a cry. When he gently slid his finger up inside
her hot, tight pussy, she shuddered and gripped his hair, which he liked a lot,
but it was when he combined the two together that had her screaming his name as
she shattered against his tongue. Growling softly, he lapped up every drop of
cream her body rewarded him with, loving her through the first orgasm of many
he was determined to give her tonight.
As he pulled back he felt the last sliver of his heart, the part he held
back in case all their plans went to hell, slide away and join the rest, completely
and utterly with her.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN
PUBLISHING, 2016
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Author
bio:
Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New
Zealand. She married her best friend and
they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their
father.
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has
filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more
books. Her love of erotic paranormal
romance has seen her amass a huge library.
She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read
her first book in this genre about three years ago.
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