Golden [Bedtime stories 1] Read online

  “Yes, of course you can,” the second said as the first growled. I had a feeling I’d want to stay away from that one. “You will have your own room to do with as you want.”

  “As long as you’re always naked and available to us,” the first added as he leered at me.

  “You want me to walk around naked?” I squeaked. Great, nicely done on my part. The second brother smacked the first.

  “Fine, but nothing complicated like your fancy clothes,” he grumbled. Okay then. This should be fun.

  I nodded before climbing back into the carriage. William got into his seat and we drove behind them as I had a massive panic attack. They were men but not. They were bears but not. What were they? Cursed creatures, the man had said. Could I really be intimate with cursed shifters who had fur? Granted, their faces were mostly that of men, but they were huge and covered in short fur.

  “I can do this,” I whispered to myself, trying to hold on to my sanity. “It’s too late to run since they’re on horses anyways.”

  When the carriage came to a stop it took every bit of strength I had to open the door and step back out. I sighed in relief when I saw a good-size, well-kept cabin. There was even a garden and flowers. If they were truly monsters their home would not look like this.

  “I am Boone,” the second brother who had been nice to me said. “My brother Boris you spoke with and the quiet one is Bash. Welcome to our home, Golden. I’m sorry the circumstances of how you got here are unfortunate, but I hope you will like it here.”

  “It’s a wonderful home,” I replied politely. “I admit I grew up with servants so I will need to be taught some things but I did spend much time in the garden with my mother. I also know some dishes that I can prepare.”

  “As long as you can spread your legs and please us, no one cares,” Boris mumbled as he dismounted. He took the reins from Boone to his horse and led them to the small stable.

  “Well, I never—” William started to complain but I shot him a look and he cleared his throat. “Can you show me the way to Master Golden’s room so that I might unload his belongings?”

  “We can help,” Bash offered, not even looking at me.

  “Of course.” William was trying to behave but I knew he saw them as monsters. Myself, I felt bad for them. I couldn’t imagine what crime young men could have committed to deserve such a punishment. Bash and William started unloading and as much as I tried to move my feet, I seemed frozen where I stood.

  “Would you like me to show you around?” Boone asked as he took my hand. I flinched and turned so fast to face him that I almost fell on my ass. He steadied me by grabbing my arm and sliding his other one around my waist. “I scare you.”

  “Not really,” I whispered as I stared into his deep brown eyes. “It’s the whole situation that frightens me and I didn’t realize how close you were standing to me.”

  “We can make you happy if you give us a chance, Golden.”

  “As long as I spread my legs for all three of you, right?” I snapped back. He raised an eyebrow at me and pulled me closer, letting me feel the proof of how soon I’d be naked pressed against my stomach.

  “I prefer that way so I can see your gorgeous face, yes,” he answered seductively. “My brother might bend you over every surface, but I promise you will enjoy it and scream in pleasure. It has been seven long years since any of us has been intimate with anyone and we have lots of time to make up for.”

  “You think I’m gorgeous?” I asked, choosing to focus on the compliment instead of that I might walk funny while living here.

  “Oh yes.” He nuzzled my neck as he inhaled deeply. “You smell delicious as well. I look forward to our time together but as the oldest, Boris has called you first. Hopefully having sex again will help his attitude and demeanor.”

  I shivered as he held me close, only stepping away when I heard William returning. Boone allowed it, his eyes raking over me in a caress I could almost feel.

  We all worked together to get my belongings unloaded and when it was time, Bash said he would lead William out of the forest. My old friend was in tears as was I when we said our good-byes. He promised to pray for me and swore my mother would be watching over me from the heavens. With one last embrace, he climbed onto the carriage and left.

  “Now that we’re alone,” Boris growled from behind me. I hadn’t even known he was there as I stood in the doorway. I yelped as he pulled me inside and kicked the door closed. He started ripping my clothes off of me, intent at getting to my ass. “You have two options. Either I slick up and fuck you or you can give me a blow job while stretching yourself before I fuck you.”

  “Option two,” I whispered as my ass cheeks clenched. The man was huge and he couldn’t be small in the cock area so I definitely would need time to prepare my hole.

  “Wise decision.” He pushed on my shoulders and I got the idea. Then he handed me a bottle of oil while undoing his trousers. His massive cock slapped me in the face and my eyes went wide as I stared at it. It wasn’t possible to be that big! He would tear me in half. “Get to it. I’m done playing nice and worrying about how hard this is on you. I want relief.”

  I mumbled something crude under my breath about if that had been him being nice then the sky was green. He took advantage of my open mouth and pushed the head of his dick past my lips. I breathed through my nose as I slicked up my fingers. I quickly shoved two in my hole as I sucked on him.

  “Yes, good start. You have a very nice mouth,” he praised as he thrust forward. I gagged a bit but relaxed because getting nervous wasn’t going to make him any smaller. Hell, it hurt to stretch my mouth that wide. “I didn’t think I’d fit when I saw how small you were. Your father didn’t tell us you were just over five feet tall. The sex will hurt until you get used to us.”

  I nodded my understanding and quickly stretched myself. Boris didn’t last long and I had trouble swallowing his seed down… Because it seemed not swallowing wasn’t an option according to him. I wasn’t used to being handled so roughly or talked to in that manner but he wasn’t abusive in any way. The second he was done, I sighed in relief, thinking I had a bit of time for reprieve.

  Silly me.

  He pulled out of my mouth, lifted me up, and flipped me over the side of the couch in a flash. Then he pushed into me, bitching that I was too tight for him to fit.

  “Then stretch me more,” I gasped as pain like I’d never felt before radiated through my ass.

  “You’ll adjust.”

  At least he hadn’t slammed right into me. When he got about halfway inside of me, the pain was enough to make me want to pass out but the experience wasn’t unenjoyable. An oxymoron if I’d ever heard one but he filled me completely, rubbing over my pleasure gland. I screamed when he grabbed the couch on either side of my hips and thrust the rest of the way into me.

  “Oh yeah, I knew a tight ass like you would love this,” he growled as he pulled out of me and did it again. “Fuck, you were worth every penny. I thought your father was lying about how pretty you were until we saw your picture. Then I knew we had to have you.”

  When had they seen a picture of me? I wondered. They couldn’t leave the forest and how had my father found out they wanted a sex slave?

  “Admit you like this,” Boris demanded.

  “I would if my dick wasn’t smashed against the wood of the couch,” I snapped. He sighed and lifted me up so I was over the back of the couch, the cushions comfortably supporting my weight. “Thank you.”

  “It matters not to me,” he grumbled and picked up the pace. I held on for dear life as he tried to fuck me up and over the couch. He came with a howl as he unloaded into my extra-used hole. The moment he was done he slumped over my back. “Fantastic ass.”

  Part of me wanted to say the most scathing words I could think of to him. The other half of me just wanted to go soak in a hot bath.

  He pulled out of me as we both groaned and he slapped my ass hard. “I’ll let you know when I’m ready f
or more. That was a great start and I’ll teach you what I like as the days go on.” And with that he walked away.

  I was already exhausted, barely having enough energy to flop back on the couch. But I never landed. Instead, I ended up rolling into Boone’s arms.

  “Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said gently as he kissed my forehead. “I want to treat you right but mostly I’m being selfish. I cannot take you knowing my brother’s seed would slick the way for me.”

  Yeah, I could see how that would be gross. He carried me into the bathroom, already having prepared a tub of warm water for me. Boone got in behind me and quickly washed me. Then he lifted me back into his arms and carried me into his room.

  “I know you must be sore, Golden,” he whispered as he moved his large body between my legs.“But it has been seven years since I have touched another person. Please, I beg you not to deny me.”

  “Can you be gentle?” I bit my lower lip. Hell, he was being nice and he didn’t have to or even ask if I was his slave. And truth be told, I did want him. Maybe that made me as demented as my father had said to want someone in his form but he was still a handsome man and when he touched me I wanted to give myself to him in every way.

  “I will try my best but it is hard to be gentle at my size.” He gestured down to his hard cock and I understood what he meant. Any human man would have shown off a piece of meat like that from the length alone. He wasn’t as big as Boris, but not by much.

  I nodded for him to go ahead. He smiled as he slicked himself up and pushed my knees to his chest. I gasped at the sensations and the burning the intrusion caused. Boone leaned over, pushing farther into my body and wrapping my legs around him. He pushed himself up over me, thrusting in short jabs to test out how ready my hole was.

  “May I kiss you?”

  I had a smart-ass reply on the tip of my tongue about how it was okay to fuck me at will but kissing me was asked first. Instead, I appreciated how hard he was trying to make things nice for me and nodded. I received another winning smile and he lowered his head to mine. His lips were like no man’s I’d ever tasted before but they were even more pleasant.

  He did have sharper teeth than a human but as long as I kept my tongue away from those, the kiss was wondrous. He started slow but after a few minutes, he picked up the pace, moving faster and harder. But nowhere as rough as his brother had been.

  “Please come,” Boone begged, sweat dripping down his brow. “I can’t hold out much longer. You feel so good and it’s been so long but I want you to enjoy this as well.”

  “You have to touch me for that,” I hedged, not sure I could make any requests. He reached between us and stroked my dick in time with his hips. I cried out, arching my back as my seed spilled out of my body and all over his hand and my stomach.

  Boone roared as he came, filling me to the brink with the proof of his pleasure. But when he was spent, he didn’t stop. “I’m so sorry, Golden. I just can’t stop. Once is not enough. I promise only once more though I want nothing more than to take you all night.”

  “I can handle once more,” I lied, my ass on fire. I wanted it too. Boone was passionate and tender with me as no one had ever been before. I wanted to have him inside of me all day and night as well, locked together in bliss as we were.

  Good to his word, he fucked me once more in a different position. When he was done he brought a cloth to the bed and gently cleaned me up. Then he applied a salve that he promised would help the burning and keep me from feeling pain. It did work and I thanked him as he crawled into bed with me.

  “Thank you, Golden. I feared my appearance would repulse you too much and keep you from ever being able to enjoy our relations. It meant so much to me that you were able to look past the fur.”

  “I find you attractive and kind,” I admitted with a yawn. It was the truth after all.

  Chapter 3

  “ Scream your pleasure,” Boris demanded the next day as he pounded into my ass. I was lying on the table, legs in the air as he stood and took me. Boone and Bash were getting a morning show it seemed. The moment Boris had seen me as I walked into the kitchen for coffee and something to eat, having slept through dinner, he jumped me.

  At least he hadn ’t ruined any more of my clothes since I had been in nothing but my drawers for the night before. But if he kept yanking them off me as he had there wasn’t going to be much of the ties left.

  “ Yes, yes, yes!” he shouted as he fucked me so hard the table lifted with us and slammed back down. I sighed in relief as he came, rutting against me until I was filled with his cum. It wasn’t bad sex. Yeah, it was rougher than I liked, but still he didn’t take it too far. No, that wasn’t why I didn’t peak and wanted it to be over. I could have been anyone to him and he didn’t see me as a real person to care about.

  That ’s why I didn’t get into it.

  His chest heaved as he lowered my legs down and he stared at my groin. “You didn’t finish.” Boris’s eyes got dark as he met mine. “You’re not even hard? What is wrong with you? Are you defective?”

  “Boris,” Boone growled as he stood and pushed his brother away from me. I gasped as his dick was yanked out of me, adding to the tenderness of my hole.“He’s not defective. You need to treat him better and maybe he’ll enjoy it. You just yanked down his drawers and fucked him. What did you expect to happen?”

  “For him to enjoy a vigorous fucking from a well-endowed man,” Boris shot back, stuffing himself back into his pants. “He should be grateful we bought him instead of his father selling him to a whorehouse. They are allowed to do things there that we would never want to even do to him.”

  “Whorehouse?” I whispered, moving off the table gingerly.“He was going to sell me to a whorehouse?”

  “Yes, that’s how we learned of you. Bash made a few friends from the village when they got lost in the woods years ago. They get our supplies and when we asked them to help us with our companionship problem, he asked the local madam. She said she was just offered a man who was into men and would contact the buyer that we wanted you instead if she was given a finder’s fee. We agreed to her terms and that’s how we got you.”

  “Oh.” I waddled over to the sink, grabbing a towel, wetting it before I reached behind me and tried to clean up. Even a cool cloth on my ass hurt and I winced.

  “That reminds me,” Boris said casually as if he hadn’t just dropped a huge bomb on me. “We need supplies from town. Bash can lead you to the edge of the woods and point you in the right direction. You can go for us now since you are not cursed.”

  “Sure, I’ll ride a horse after you’ve ridden me four times in half a day,” I replied bitterly.

  “Then you can walk!” He slammed his mug on the table and stormed over to me.“Be of use to us or we can sell you ourselves.” Without waiting for my reply he left the house, slamming the back door as he left. Boone and Bash were quiet as I cleaned up and pulled back up my drawers.

  “I’ll get the horses ready and an extra blanket for you to ride on,” Bash said gently, giving me a sympathetic smile before heading to the stable. Well, at least the man had finally looked at me.

  “You won’t come back, will you?” Boone asked me as he followed me up to my room. “You’ll leave to go to town and run after the way he’s treated you.”

  “The thought had crossed my mind,” I snapped as I carefully pulled on riding pants. This was going to hurt like a bitch. “Better than being sold to the whorehouse because Boris thinks I’m not enough of use.”

  “I will speak with him,” Boone pleaded as he reached for me. I pretended like I didn’t see and bent down to find my shoes. “Please, Golden? Let me apply some slave and beat some sense into my brother while you are gone. Promise me you won’t run.”

  “Fine,” I sighed, too scared to run. What if I was found and then sold to the whorehouse? I shivered at the idea. They weren’t abusing me. No one had hit me or anything. Boris was just a jerk and fucked too hard. I could live with that if th
ey left me alone the rest of the time to do what I wanted. “Am I allowed to pick up some things of my own?”

  “I will see what money we can spare—” he hedged, desperately trying to appease me but I interrupted him.

  “I have my own means,” I said quietly. “I came from wealth and my father did not strip me of what I had when I left. It’s simply all I have.”

  “Thank you, sweet little Golden,” he whispered as he pulled me into his arms. We shared a gentle kiss before he left my room to get the salve. I quickly pulled out a few gems from hiding and stuffed them into my pocket.

  Boone applied the salve and I felt much better. I finished dressing and he walked me outside. I was shocked to see a horse tied up to a cart filled with leather goods. Boris walked up to me, clearly having calmed down.

  “I wrote down instructions,” he explained as he handed over a piece of paper. “Go to the village and see the shopkeeper, his name is Mitchell. He will unload everything and then load our goods as I have listed here. Then he will pay you the remainder of what is owed us. I realize this might be your first trip to the village alone and while that is unfortunate and may be confusing for you, it has to be done.”

  “I have a little money of my own,” I said quietly, not meeting his gaze. “I’d like to pick up a few other things if that’s alright? I didn’t want you to think I did it with the money you should receive for your wares.”

  “What items do you need?” he asked curiously and I could feel him staring at me.

  “My sketching pencils were ruined in the journey here and I would like to buy some more and maybe another sketch pad.”

  “That is acceptable. I also ask that you glance through the new books he might have gotten in his shop and pick out a few that are interesting. We get so few to the village and we’ve read all of what we have several times.” He was trying so I decided to give him something in return.