Claiming Carina (6 page)

"Ride me,
sweetness. Be in control, take the pleasure I'm offering you."

She squeezed her
eyes shut as tears burned. This huge tough man was killing her with his soft
demands and reassurances. She opened her eyes and leaned forward, spreading her
fingers over his pectorals and loving how they twitched beneath her touch.
Slowly, she lifted herself up his shaft before descending again. The feel of
his steely erection inside her was amazing. She felt almost complete with him
inside her. Setting a slow rhythm, she focused on the feel of him gliding in
and out of her core. She leaned forward to spread small kisses over his chest.
She got to his nipple, and feeling brave, sucked it into her mouth and gave it
a little nip. His hands gripped her hips again, holding her still as he
groaned. She continued to torment his nipple and groaned a little herself as she
felt him twitch inside her. She tried to swivel her hips but couldn't move in
Denver's grip. Suddenly a bright flash filled the room, and she twisted her
head to look over her shoulder.

Hart, who was
now in human form and very naked, was moving in behind her. He held a bottle of
what looked like oil and poured some into his palm as he shuffled between
Denver's spread legs.

“Just relax and
enjoy, Carina. Let us love you.”

Denver's hands
moved to her ass and gently held her cheeks apart. She'd never thought about
her ass as being anything sexual before, but in this moment, she couldn't
imagine not having it treated as a sexual part of her. Hart's warm, oil-slicked
fingers gently caressed her, from close to where Denver was still embedded in
her all the way to her lower back. He then gripped her hip with one hand as he
pressed his slick thumb over her anus.

Her whole body
shuddered, and she dropped her head onto Denver's chest. Her muscles loosened
under the caress of the small circles Hart’s thumb was doing over her anus. Her
breath hitched as she felt the tip of his thumb enter her previously untouched
hole. He slowly, gently worked his way in, setting fire to all sorts of nerves
she never knew she had. There was a slight pinch and burn, but just as she
noticed it, Denver began moving inside her again. Her body was on fire. Hart
slid free, and she heard the bottle open before she felt two freshly oiled
fingers slip with in ass. In a perfect dance Denver and Hart loved her body
back and forth between them, and she was lost.
So completely
lost to them.
They began to speed up, Denver thrusting deeper as Hart began
scissoring his fingers, stretching her.

She gasped as
Denver suddenly lifted her off him and sat her so his hot erection scorched the
skin of her belly. Moments later his hot seed coated her skin as Hart continued
his assault on her ass. Denver moved her so he could thrust his fingers in
where his dick had been. She was so high, so close to blowing apart, but she
needed something to push her over. She cried out, begging them to help her.
They seemed to understand. Using his other hand, Denver pushed her up so she
was sitting up on him. He followed her up and nibbled her jawline as he
continued to thrust his fingers into her, then bent his head and took a nipple
in his mouth. He teased the bud with his tongue, wetting it, before releasing
it and blowing over the skin with his warm breath. Her whole body shuddered
with arousal, but she still couldn't fall over the cliff. She sat perched on
the edge. A warm wet tongue wrapped itself gently around her neck, its low
pulses flowing through her whole body.
Phelan
.
That was what she’d needed. Somehow, she needed all
three to be touching her for her to go over.

Denver tugged on
her nipples and made his demand. "Come.
Now."

She had no
choice. Her body flew apart, spiraling out of control. She sucked in a breath
and screamed until her voice was hoarse. She felt Hart withdraw his fingers as
he kissed her shoulder, and she saw through her hazy eyes Denver lick clean his
fingers. Phelan left his tongue where it was, helping her stay in reality with
his gentle vibrations around her neck. He gradually loosened his hold until he
slipped away from her skin. Completely sated, she fell forward onto Denver, who
wrapped his arms around her, and she knew nothing more as she allowed sleep to
claim her.

****

Hart watched as
Denver cuddled the now sleeping Carina in his embrace. She was so damn sexy.
She'd handled them all beautifully. He huffed to himself. The silly female
thought she was broken beyond repair. She was perfect for them, and he knew
that, like him, his brothers were already more than half in love with her.
 
After he went to the bathroom to wash the oil
from his hands, he returned to dragon form and joined Phelan, lying on the
floor between the door and the bed. Instinct demanded he make sure Carina was
protected.

He raised his
head to take one last look at their Desired before he went to sleep. Denver
smoothed the hair from her face, kissed her cheek,
then
spooned behind her. Denver pulled the bedding up over the pair of them,
concealing her from their view. Hart lowered his head and purred as he drifted
off to sleep, content that they had made serious progress in wooing their
Desired.

Sometime later
rustling on the bed woke him. He opened his eye without moving his head and
watched Carina sit up and rub her face. With her face buried in her hands her
shoulders started shaking. Hart instantly raised his head. Was she crying?

Denver, Phelan—
wake
the hell
up! Carina's upset.

Hart flashed
back to human and crawled onto the bed toward her quaking form.

"Carina?
Baby doll, what's
wrong?"

She dropped her
hands down her face so only her mouth was covered just as Phelan crawled onto
the bed in human form and Denver sat up behind her and wrapped his arm around
her waist. The look in her eyes confused him even more. She was crying, but
there was a spark in her eyes that didn't match the tears.

"I—I'm not
broken. I'm truly not broken."

Hart barely had
time to catch her as she lunged at him, threw her arms around his neck, and
held him tightly against her. She sounded like she was crying and laughing.
Females were such strange creatures.

"Of course
you're not broken, baby doll. You've just been hurt and need to heal. Hopefully
you realize the three of us will do whatever we can to help you. You're our
Desired, our forever. We all love you, Carina. If you're ready, will you bond
with us? Be ours?"

Hart held his
breath as he waited for her answer, hoping like hell he hadn't ruined all their
progress by asking her too soon. He felt her turn her face into his neck and
place a kiss there. She pulled back from him, stroking his face. She turned to
Phelan and ran her hand down his face, too, before she leaned in to kiss his
cheek.

"I love you,
Carina. Please say yes.
Be ours to love forever."

She smiled a
small smile at Phelan's words before she twisted around to Denver. She stroked
his chest, scraping her nails over his nipple and chuckling lightly when he
hissed. She leaned in and kissed him right over his heart.

"Please,
Carina, say you'll bond with us. I love you and don't think I can survive
without you."

Finally, she
turned back to him. Hart took her hands in his and raised them to his mouth
where he kissed them both before holding them over his heart.

"I think.
No. I know
,
I have never felt like this before. I
don't know what love is, so I can't say that I love you." She paused to
take a deep breath, leaving Hart unsure where she was going. Was she leaning
toward a yes or a no? "But what I do know is that you three make me feel
so special.
Like I'm worthy.
When
I'm with you I feel safe, protected.
So, what I'm trying to say is … I
have no idea how to love or be a wife, but I really want to try with all three
of you."

Hart beamed a
smile at his Desired. He had never felt so happy in his life. He moved in to
cuddle her just as Denver and Phelan did the same thing. They all showered her
in kisses and words of love, until her tummy growling broke them apart.

Denver chuckled
before speaking what Hart was thinking. "How about we go have a shower,
then head off to breakfast?"

****

Carina felt
so
happy as she walked to the Dining Hall with her men for
breakfast. She was dying to talk to Skye. But her men had insisted that she eat
first. She scanned the room as they entered. Eilagh was missing, but her men
were here. Becky was also missing, along with her men. Binda sat between two
men, who both looked tired and worn out. She recognized the men as the ones
that worked in the clinic. Carina guessed after their busy week, they would be
tired. She and Skye saw each other at the same moment. Skye rose from her seat
and bolted across the room toward her. She pulled Carina into a tight hug.

"Oh Carina,
I've been so worried. Are you all right?"

She hugged Skye
back.
"Never been better.
But I really need to
eat. How about we go for a walk and chat after? I have so much to tell
you."

"I've got a
few things to tell you, too. Okay, let's eat so we can go chat."

They barely made
a step toward the table before Skye's men rounded her up and back into her
seat, where they doted over her. Carina’s men treated her the same way, pulling
her chair out for her. Getting her a plate loaded with food. These men were so
polite and well mannered. Such a pity men on Earth weren't all like these men.
If they were, then women wouldn't get hurt like she'd been. She squeezed her
eyes shut and mentally shook her head. She was not going to think about that
anymore. She was going to move forward, focus on the happy memories to come.

A gentle hand
squeezing hers brought her back to the moment. She opened her eyes and lifted
her head.

"You okay,
baby doll?"

Hart, her beautiful gentle dragon.

"I'm fine,
Hart, just old memories trying to drag me down, but they can't anymore. I
refuse to let them."

Hart leaned over
and kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you, baby doll. And we're going
to keep you so busy giving you new, good memories, that those bad ones won't
even get a look in."

Carina raised
her hand to Hart's face, running her thumb over his cheekbone and down to his
lips. "Kiss me again."

Hart grinned
widely and cupped her face in his hands as he leaned in, whispering, "Yes,
ma'am." He gently made love to her mouth with his. When he pulled back,
she was breathing heavily, and the ache between her legs had returned full
force.

"Where's
mine, honey?"

Phelan lifted
her from her chair and placed her on his lap. Her legs straddled his as he
cupped her bottom and slid her in closer. As his leather encased erection came
into contact with her aching flesh she arched her back and gasped. She couldn't
resist rocking her hips against him.
Phelan's grip on her
tightened as he groaned.

"Honey, you
gotta
stop. Or you won't be seeing Skye for some
time."

Carina chuckled
as she ground herself against Phelan one last time before lowering her lips to
his and kissing him with all the passion she felt. She could feel Phelan's
erection twitching beneath her, and warmth spread through her chest that this
virile, handsome man wanted her so much.

A strong arm
wrapped around her waist, and she found herself suddenly in the air.

"You are
creating a scene, sweetness."

Denver gently
placed her back in her chair as he bent to kiss her lips with a short, hot
kiss.

"Eat your
breakfast. Then you can go speak with Skye. This afternoon will be our Bonding
Ceremony, and then the fun will really begin."

Carina tried to
get her fogged brain to function. Her men had gotten her so heated up she
couldn't think straight. She stared into Denver's beautiful emerald eyes. He
reached out and stroked her face.

"
Eat,
sweetness."

Yes, that's right. It's breakfast time.
She needed to eat. Then talk to Skye. She closed her eyes, took a deep
breath, then reopened them and focused on her plate. She tried to get her heart
rate and breathing to slow as she began to eat her food. She cut a piece of the
warm fresh bread, added the fluffy scrambled eggs, and placed it in her mouth.
She groaned as the tastes exploded in her mouth. She was really hungry, and
this was the tastiest breakfast she'd ever eaten. When she'd finished her
plate, she sat back and looked up. She found all three of her men watching her
with smirks on their faces.

"What?"

"You enjoy
your breakfast, baby doll?"

Carina frowned
as she glanced at her plate, then over to the men's plates—that all still
contained food. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks. She hadn't meant to eat
like a glutton.

"I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to wolf my food down. It's just I was really hungry, and it all
tasted so good."