with her plump clit, the nub bursting with sensation. Though he’d already spent once, Dean quickly worked 71
himself toward orgasm again, his cock hot and tight within her. Rachel glanced at Grady to see him jerking off as he watched, his beautiful body straining. When her eyes met his, he whispered her name and rose to his knees, sliding his dick over the middle of her back.
Burke began coming in her mouth, and Dean shot and yelled, his climax washing over him.
Burke slid another shot of come down her throat before easing out of her, and she closed her eyes, thoroughly spent. Dean remained inside her, his hands stroking her ass, and she felt warm jets of fluid hit her back as Grady came all over her. He rubbed it in, marking her, she supposed, her eyelids impossibly heavy.
“Let’s give her a rest.” Burke’s deep voice sounded thick with satisfaction. She opened her eyes to see him lying before her, like a sated cat after its bowl of cream. “Oh, don’t worry, Rachel. We’re not done yet. That was just round one.”
She groaned and the others laughed. Dean withdrew and eased her onto the bed, his warm hands rubbing her back, and pushing more moisture over her. She glanced over her shoulder to see him milking threads of semen from his cock to her back.
“Like lotion,” she murmured, exhausted.
“But it has what you need,” Grady said hoarsely next to her. “Our marking scent all over you. God, Rachel, I’m spent, but I want to fuck you all over again. You’re so damned sexy.”
Burke rumbled, and soon she heard low purring all around her. They sat beside her, over her, next to her, rubbing against her with human flesh and soon with golden fur. For what felt like forever she lay in a daze while they allowed their fur to press her soft skin.
Not sure how much time had passed when she roused to consciousness, she opened her eyes to find three cougars fixated on her body, their noses in the air as if scenting something she couldn’t.
Grady rumbled in a low bass. “Damn, you’re already marked.”
Rachel stared at him in awe, blinking wide awake. “Did I just hear that, or am I overtired and imagining things?”
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“No, you heard it.” Dean sounded mournful. “We marked you.” He turned to Burke and rubbed his head against his brother’s shoulder. “Come on, Burke. It’s just one night.
That was way too tame for a proper marking, anyway.”
“Yeah, Burke. A whole night. That’s what we agreed on.” Grady stopped purring, waiting for Burke’s reaction.
“I don’t like it, but I understand it. Now you need to ask Rachel.”
Three sets of eyes turned to Rachel, and she swallowed loudly. “You want to do it again?” Again? Were they inhuman? Duh. Of course they were. A stirring in her womb stunned her into admitting that she was just as inhuman. Three men—three Shifters—and Rachel. Surely a fantastic night to remember. She glanced at Burke, and without understanding how, saw him soften though his expression didn’t change.
“It’s okay, baby. This is natural, and much as I dislike to call your attention to it, most female catamounts are polygynous.” Burke took human form again, his fur gracefully melting into flesh, his feline shape shifting smoothly into a man’s.
Grady followed, shifting back. “That means they like more than one dude for sex,”
he explained to Dean, who growled before shifting back as well.
He punched Grady in the chest. “I know that, asshole. I can’t spell worth a damn, I admit, but I’m not an idiot.”
Rachel chuckled and her heart swelled at the warmth, at the familial banter between brothers. And she felt ten feet tall at the tender look in Burke’s eyes.
“Well, Rachel? What will it be?”
“I think I love you.”
Burke and the others froze.
Realizing what she’d admitted, she quickly recovered. “All of you, I meant. You’re my family now, aren’t you?”
Dean and Grady beamed, but Burke’s satisfied smirk worried her.
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