Hers (14 page)

Her doorbell rang, and Gwen smiled. “I wondered how
much longer until they showed up.” Gwen got off her sofa and answered the door.
“I thought you two would have been here sooner. I’ve been here for hours, and
so have Sandy, Jane, and Susie.”

The smell of honey and chocolate surrounded her
before Slater’s growled answer. “I only just fucking found out. Brock came home
and stomped into my room and told me.
 
Trust me, if I’d learnt sooner I would have been here.”
   

Sammy knew she’d been testing Brock and Slater. She
compared everything they did to what Greg would have done. They had passed almost
every test with flying colors, so why after months was she still scared to give
them what Sammy knew they wanted?

They’d been in her house; she’d gone out to dinner
with them and talked about what they’d been up to, or snuggled up to them as
she watched movies. Sammy had been with them at Sandy’s wedding and the birth
of Susie’s twins, and she’d felt comfortable, happy, and safe.

Was it too late now? Would they think she’d decided
to give in to them because Greg had got out of jail and she was terrified?
Sammy hoped not.

Sammy half listened to Susie, Sandy, Jane, and Gwen
as they talked and tried to keep her calm as soon as they’d arrived. The
problem was she wasn’t calm. As soon as Sammy had found out Greg had been
released she’d wanted her men to come and see her, be with her. She wanted to
feel safe, and she did when she was with Brock and Slater.

Sammy was grateful to her friends for coming over to
support her, but as soon as they’d told her the news, Sammy had wanted the love
of her two men, not the sympathy and worry in her friends’ faces. Sammy hadn’t
believed what she was hearing at first, when they’d both sat and told her that
Greg had gotten out on good behavior. Sammy cried and cursed the world and
anyone around her. She was so angry at herself for letting Greg do this and
always being able to get her into such a mess.

After a couple of hours she stopped crying and told
herself she needed to be strong. Greg would be a fool to come after her. He
would end up straight back in jail or dead if her men had a say.

Sammy listened to her friends, but all the time she
couldn’t wait for her men to come to her. She wanted Brock and Slater to take her
away, to make her forget all about Greg. It was time she was ready for them to
make her their mate. Not giving
herself
time to change
her mind she got off the sofa and hugged both Slater and Brock. “Take me home,
please. Make me yours.”

Before she’d even finished her sentence Brock
carried her out of her house and down to Slater’s car. Slater opened the
passenger door, and Brock placed her in, did up her seatbelt and got in to the
back seat as Slater came around, opened the driver’s door, got in, shut the
door, started the car and zoomed off.

They drove in silence, the tension so thick in the
air Sammy could almost see it and crack it. It wasn’t until Sammy looked around
and saw they were heading toward where Susie lived that she realized she’d
never been to Slater and Brock’s house. Sammy had no idea where they lived.
They’d always been at her house. Sammy had never had the need to go to their
house.

“Where do you live?” Do you live together or apart?”
Sammy felt terrible she hadn’t asked these questions before. She’d been
selfish, staying in her comfort zone, scared to venture out. Sammy should have
asked where they lived.
 
From now on she
would ask questions. She would learn from her mistakes.

“We live a couple of houses down from Susie and her
brood. We bought the house only a couple of months ago as soon as it came on
the market. Brock’s and my hope is that you would move in and live with us.”

Sammy nodded and stared out the window in
anticipation at seeing the house they’d bought. She didn’t know what to say.
She hadn’t seen the house to know if she liked it and was willing to move.
Sammy was comfortable where she was in Susie’s old house.

Slater passed Susie’s turn off and drove for another
couple of minutes before he turned down a bumpy, rocky road with lots of twist
and turns. He slowed as they came around a wide bend, and then a big timber house
that looked almost like a giant wooden cubby house was in front of her. It sat
perfectly against the forest background with its gleaming wood style. The roof was
a dark blue color bond, which fit nicely with the dark rustic blue wooden
balcony that surrounded the whole top part of the square house.

“It’s beautiful. I can’t wait to see inside.” Sammy
glanced at Slater to see him beaming at her.

“I’m glad you like it. Brock and I can’t wait to
show you it.” Slater parked out the front.

Brock got out first and came and opened her door and
guided her to the elaborate carved wooden double doors. Slater stepped forward
and undid the door and went to the side panel and typed a code into the alarm.

Slater took one of her hands, and Brock took the
other as they took her through the home. The home was set out differently from Susie’s.
The bedrooms were downstairs with three bathrooms, and upstairs was a big open
plan kitchen, dining, and family room. In the far left corner there was another
toilet and bathroom.
 

The house was amazing, but there was hardly any
furniture. It was sparsely placed, and what furniture there was very bland and
bachelor-like. Her men must have seen her eyeing the furnishings because Brock
spoke for the first time since entering the house.

“We didn’t choose anything for the house because we
thought you’d like to do that. Sammy, we want you to live here with us. We want
you to be our mate. We are dying to be with you and make you ours. Please don’t
make us wait any longer.” He stroked her cheek, and she leaned into his touch.

“I’m not going to make you wait any longer. I was
going to tell you both tonight that I’m ready to be your mate.”

Two male groans of satisfaction were her response
before Brock picked her up and ran with her down the stairs. “Our first time
with you will be special, and it will be in a bed,” he whispered as his lips
trailed kisses down her neck.

Sammy gripped him tight around the neck and watched
as he walked into the second room she’d seen, the one with the biggest bed
she’d ever laid eyes on. Brock placed her gently on the bed and stared down at
her.

“Angel, you don’t know much I’ve dreamed of this
moment when you’d say you’re ready to be with us.” Brock started stripping out
of his clothes, and Sammy focused in on his big broad muscular chest. Her heart
started beating faster at the sight of him, and her body heated up, and she
became hot and aching to get out of the itchy fabric she wore.
 
Slater got on the bed already naked.

“Hey, beautiful, you look gorgeous. You always do,
but right now you’re overdressed.” Slater’s fingers caressed her shoulders
before they moved down, and he eased her shirt up and off. “We want you naked.”

Sammy felt the flimsy worn fabric of her tracksuit
pants rip, leaving her in a matching lace and undies set.
 

“
Mmmm
, better.
Much better.”
Brock moaned as he climbed onto the bed.

Two sets of hands brushed over her body. Brock’s and
Slater’s honey and chocolate smell surrounded her, and she took in deep breaths
of their scent. She was ready for this. She’d wanted this even before the bad
news she’d had.

Glancing between both men, Sammy wondered why she’d
waited so many months to give them a chance, but she was glad she did. She was
one hundred percent sure they were right for her, and they’d given her the
chance to get her confidence back. They were both every woman’s dream. Tall,
dark skinned, handsome, sweet men, who were good to their woman, and on top of
it all they both had bodies to die for and they were all hers.

Sammy ran her hands up and down their chests, a hand
on each set of tight, toned muscled abs. “I love your bodies. They’re amazing.”

They both grinned at her. “We think your body is a
wonderful, wonderland delight. I personally can’t wait to get to explore it,” Slater
said as his fingers traveled up and down all over her body, leaving trails of
burning desire in their wake.

Brock kissed his way up her body pausing at a breast
to suck one nipple in before doing the same to the other. His hands slid up and
down her body, never being anywhere
close
to Slater’s.
Sammy closed her eyes as sensations bombarded her, and the beginning of
something Sammy hadn’t felt before started to build.

Slater whispered against her breast, “I have to
taste her pussy.”
 
Slater scooted down
her body trailing nips against her fevered skin along the way until his mouth
hovered over her pussy, and he licked her from top to bottom.

Sammy screamed in pleasure at the first contact of
Slater’s rough tongue and Brock’s fingers as he tweaked her sensitive nipples
and sucked at her neck.

“Oh Brock, she’s soaking.” Slater licked her pussy
and sucked on her clit with such force she gripped down on Brock’s head and felt
his teeth sink into her shoulder on a growl as she came undone.

“Oh God!”

Slater looked up from between her legs and smirked.
“No. Not God.
Slater.
This time when you come scream
my name.” He moved back to her pussy, and he became relentless, fingers added
to his brilliant tongue.

Brock’s mouth seemed to be everywhere else on her
body. His hands stroked over her leaving trails his mouth followed.

“Brock,” she whispered as his breathed over her
nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. She closed her eyes unsure if she
could take anymore.

Brock’s mouth and fingers left her, and she moaned,
“
Noooo
.”

“Protection, do I need to get a condom?” Slater’s
eyes were dark, and Sammy could see the bear flashing through.

“I’m on the pill. I have been for years. I’m clean.
I was tested before I left the hospital. Is there any reason I need you two to
wear one?”

“No, beautiful.
Shifters can’t catch anything. We’re clean.”

Sammy nodded. “Take me. Make love to me.”

“Shit. Brock, I can’t wait.
My
bear’s about to burst through.
I have to claim her.”

Brock moved away as Slater glided up her body. She
felt his cock line up at her entrance, and he pushed his way in. Sammy arched
into his touch, searching for her second release. Slater’s hands came up
cupping her face so she looked into his eyes as he eased all the way in.

“We’re going to claim you now, Sammy. You’re our
mate.
The other half of our soul.
Once we do this we
won’t let you go. You’ll be ours. No going back.”

Sammy nodded. She wanted this so bad. She wanted Brock
and Slater to be hers and hers alone.

Slater’s mouth took hers in a kiss that left her
mindless. He started to move, and the warmth that covered her body spread.
Nothing had ever felt this good. Sammy had had sex before, but nothing like
this … this consuming passion.

His thrusts got faster, and she moved her hands
around to cling to his back. Growls vibrated from Slater. He pumped into her,
and she knew she was about to go.
 
Slater
pulled away from her mouth, and she panted for air as he leaned down biting where
her shoulder met her neck.

 
“Slater!”

Her release washed over, and she dug her nails into
his skin. Slater grunted against her, and she felt him stiffen as he tore his
mouth from her shoulder and yelled, “Samantha!”

Slater leaned back down and lapped at her shoulder
for a moment before he groaned and kissed her, then moved off her.

Sammy was in a fogged-out bliss. Her body felt like
mush, and when Brock came up and took the place Slater had vacated, she sighed.

Brock wrapped his arms around her and sat her up,
placing her legs around his body.
 
He sat
on his haunches and slowly moved her down so he slid into her. Sammy quivered
at the feel of Brock inside her. He was thicker than Slater, who was longer,
but Brock’s thickness felt good as he kept an easy pace.
 
The burning need built again, and she shook
her head as she didn’t know if she could explode again. Sammy had never
orgasmed
more than once, let alone three times.

“I can’t take anymore. No, I … please. Brock, I need
to … I’ve never….”

Brock snarled and held her tight to him. “I have
waited for you, for this. You can come for me.” He
pistoned
into her becoming relentless, and in her already sensitive state she couldn’t
take anymore.

Brock crashed his mouth to hers, and she felt
Slater’s lips kissing his way up her back. Shivering at the onslaught, she
yelled her release as Brock growled and bit down on the opposite shoulder from Slater.

Euphoria settled over her, and for the first time in
her life she’d had three intense, mind-blowing orgasms. Sammy felt like she
floated on clouds. Brock fell forward on top of her sweat-coated body. He
rolled to the side and kissed her shoulder.