Harvests Pride by Brynn Paulin Read Free Book Online Page B

revealed the same with him. She’d just been too far gone…
    All thoughts evaporated as Myan’s thick cock plowed into her sensitive channel. She cried out, throwing back her head. Myan shoved it forward. His mouth fastened on the back of her neck. Her cream flowed around him, her pussy convulsing at the primal move. His teeth grazed her skin as he thrust.
    She was still over-stimulated, and it didn’t take long for her climax to roll through her. What Myan was doing amplified the sensations, the overwhelming shocks of pleasure bringing tears to her eyes. Her orgasm didn’t slow him. His drives continued, shoving past the muscles closing around him and bringing yowls to her lips.
    “Yes…” he purred, the rolling, drawn out tone sending shivers across her skin. “Yes… Give it to me.”
    “Myan,” she cried. Her fingernails scraped at the sheet, making a hissing sound. Her thighs quivered as she thrust back at him. Suddenly, her world tilted as her vision blurred at the orgasm that exploded within her. He cried out, his scalding cum pouring inside her.
    They collapsed to the side, and Kaz moved closer, filling the space in front of her. Gently, he kissed her. His hand rested on her hip, and after Myan pulled free, he shifted her to her back and settled between her thighs. His already hard cock shoved against her.
    “It’s gonna be a long night,” he advised, his teeth gleaming in the sparse light. “We’ll make you feel all better.”
    Sweet heaven, she thought. Would she even survive?
    “For a long, long time,” Myan murmured against her ear then nipped the lobe. “You’ll be safe in our arms.”
    * * * *
    Hanna sank limply into the damp sheets. Going for hours might be a fantasy, but she was utterly exhausted. There was so much sex in the air, she wouldn’t have been surprised if it fragranced the entire house. Myan and Kaz laid on either side of her, drawing random shapes along her skin with their fingers. For the first time since they’d entered the room, neither was making a move to take her again—which was good. Her over-used body was sore from the exertions, and she wouldn’t be surprised if she had bruises tomorrow.
    She yawned, fighting sleep. She had to outlast them. She had plans afoot.
    Her palm smoothed along Myan’s arm. “What’s up with this extra hair on you two?”
    “It’s a mating thing, a response to your need,” Kaz answered for him.
    Hanna grinned and touched Kaz’s long hair as it brushed along his shoulder. “I like this a lot. I felt bad when you two cut your hair short.”
    “Our label thought this would be edgier,” Myan said.
    “Maybe,” she conceded. “But shouldn’t sexier trump that?”
    “Good point,” he laughed.
    “Mate desire trumps all,” Kaz added.
    “Long then,” she concluded, though she didn’t think she should have any say. She wasn’t intending to be permanent. “I felt you in my head,” she blurted as Kaz’s eyelids lowered then wanted to kick herself. He was on the way to sleep.
    “It’s a telepathy-shifter-mate connection thing,” he said on a yawn. “You can read our thoughts when we’re in human form and our emotions when we are in cat form. You’ll get used to it. It’s not something any of us can help much.”
    She shook her head. “I felt Myan controlling it.”
    “Perceptive,” the man in question mumbled. “Sorry…so tired.”
    “Shifted too many times today,” Kaz said as he too drifted. “Without…rest… No sleep while you were healing.”
    Healing? Oh…from the marking. She scooted from between them, evading Kaz’s sluggish grasp. “I’m going to take a shower,” she murmured.
    “’Kay,” Kaz replied. Myan snored quietly beside him.
    Surprised by how easily she’d escaped the bed, she smiled and headed for the shower. She kept the door open so the sound of water would lull them. It called to her, too. She had to wash off as much of their scent as she could. It would only help them track her.