Her Bear Lovers [Werebears of Shatland, Texas 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  Curt dove onto the bed like a kid jumping up and down. She laughed, then the laughter changed to a squeal when he took her legs and flipped her onto her stomach. He moved her onto her hands and knees.

  “Spread your legs, woman.”

  “Woman? Ooh, I like it when you call me that.”

  “Then you’re really going to like this.”

  She jerked, startled to feel the coolness of lube as he dribbled it in along her butt crease. He began preparing her, working his fingers around and into her ass hole.

  “Once I get you loosened up, I’m going to use a butt plug to get you ready.”

  Spreading his legs apart for balance, Jadon got in front of her. “Hold up your head, baby.” When she did, he slipped a blindfold over her eyes, then made sure it was secure. “Let’s see how you like this.”

  Alarm threatened to stiffen her body. Taking in a long breath, she told herself that although she couldn’t see, she trusted these men completely. They would, without a doubt, protect her both in and out of the bedroom. She relaxed as much as she could with Curt playing with her bottom.

  He brushed the tip of his cock against her lips. His scent struck her and she parted her lips, ready to take her bear lover into her mouth. He clutched a chunk of her hair and held her to him. “That’s it, baby. Get a good taste.”

  He pushed his huge cock into her mouth and down her throat. At first she thought she’d gag, then her throat opened wider, accepting his massive length and width. He tasted manly, strong, with a touch of wildness that came from his inner animal. She flicked her tongue around him, letting his pre-cum slide down her throat. Sucking as hard as she could, she hollowed her cheeks, then reached out and cupped his balls.

  “Take a breath in, then let it out, woman.”

  Hearing Curt call her woman again excited her. Would he use the term outside the bedroom? She did as he told her, then just as she’d let out the breath, he slipped the butt plug into her ass. It wasn’t anywhere near the size of their cocks, but it gave her a pleasant sensation, a forerunner to the real thing. His cock pressed against her leg, teasing her as he wiggled the plug around.

  “No way am I getting left out.”

  The bed dipped underneath her. With the blindfold on, she concentrated on her other senses. She drew in a breath, and first smelled Jadon’s aroma, but soon she recognized the other’s aromas. They were similar, all three with that musky fragrance and wild essence. The essence, however, was slightly different from each of them. She wondered if she could pick them out by their scent alone.

  When Josh touched his fingers to her pussy, she startled again. His fingers played with her pussy lips then dove into her sheath.

  “She’s wet as hell and her pussy is weeping. Easy, baby.” His tongue flicked over her clit, followed by a huge sigh of pleasure.

  Her need for them roared into a higher leap, soaring her to the skies. Josh’s tongue tortured her, her clit throbbing as he pressed his mouth to her and took her clit between his teeth. Her lust consumed her, demanding that she surrender her body to them. She answered with every bit of her craving spiraling through her. He body tightened, eager to have their three cocks inside her.

  She sucked harder on Jadon’s cock, earning a moan from him. Moving her hips, she brought her pussy closer to Josh, then thrust it backward, urging Curt to exchange the butt plug for his cock.

  A slap against her butt was her reward for trying to push Curt. “I think our woman’s getting impatient. How about we use that spread now?”

  Spread?

  Another dip of the mattress came as Jadon eased his cock out of her mouth, leaned to the side, then dipped the mattress again when he got back in front of her. She heard the sound of a jar being opened.

  It’s the chocolate peanut butter spread.

  She remembered seeing it the first time in the bedroom, but they hadn’t used it yet. Taking a deep breath, she could smell the peanut aroma. Then she tasted it on her lips.

  “Just a little something sweet for you, baby.”

  She opened her mouth, taking Jadon’s spread-covered cock back into her mouth. Loving the taste of two of her favorite foods combined, she twirled her tongue around his length, gathered the sticky glob, then drew back and worked its deliciousness around the inside of her mouth. The flavors of peanut and chocolate were great together, but the taste was even more amazing with the addition of Jadon’s flavor.

  Another slap to her butt cheek rippled her flesh. “Turn your head and let me see.”

  She did as Curt ordered.

  “That’s what I thought. The spread is all over your mouth.” He slapped her again. “I’m going to have you lick that off my cock sometime. But not right now. Right now, I’ve got to feel my dick in your ass.”

  She’d just turned back to Jadon when Curt took out the butt plug, then shoved his cock into her ass hole. Moaning, she fed on more of the spread on Jadon’s cock, eating it up like a starving woman.

  Another spanking sent more zings of pain that headed straight for her pussy. With Jadon’s and Curt’s cocks inside her, she yearned to add Josh’s to the mix. But they were in charge of her body, and as a good mate, she’d wait, vulnerable and needy, until they decided to fulfil all her desires. She surrendered to them, giving up any say in what would happen next. They were her men, her masters, her bear lovers.

  But sometimes need trumped her willingness to obey. She couldn’t hold back any longer. “Please. I need all three of your cocks inside me.”

  Jadon, his voice deep and growly, warned his cousin. “Damn it, Josh. Let’s give her what she wants. Let’s claim her as our mate, once and for all.”

  They’d already given her their love and their bodies. And she’d given them all of her. How could they claim her any more than that? Not that it mattered. Whatever they wanted her to do, she’d do it.

  Curt slammed his cock into her asshole, working his hips back and forth. “Josh. Now.” He let out a snarl, when suddenly, Josh crawled out from underneath her, wrapped his arms around her, then flipped her onto her side.

  Curt’s complaint died away as he thrust his cock back inside her. Jadon didn’t speak. Instead, he shifted his position, then pushed his cock into her mouth. Josh pushed her legs apart, settled in between them, then drove his shaft into her, piercing her sheath.

  The men filled her with their cocks. She tightened her muscles around their shafts and sucked as hard as she could on Jadon’s. His hold on her hair tightened and she could sense his body tense.

  Curt shoved into her dark hole, time and again, his fingers gripping her leg, keeping her with him. He moaned, his yearning for her even more evident in his tone.

  Another spank came again, but it was different than Curt’s. “You’re our mate, babe. Now and forever.”

  “And you’re my men.”

  The storm inside her took on more fury, building and building until she was sure she’d split apart from her head to her feet. She could feel their cocks, throbbing as hard as her clit was. She could hear their heartbeats and the short breaths that came each time they plunged into her. With her body tingling, her climax grew stronger, tighter.

  Curt thrust into her bottom again, then paused. His growl, so animal-like, tore out of him, signaling his release. The warmth of him filled her, then slid down the crease between her buttocks. He flattened his hand against her cheek one last time, then rolled away.

  “Get ready. Here I come, babe.” Jadon took hold of her face with both hands. “Drink it up. If you—” His words left him, replaced by a low, satisfied growl.

  She held onto his cock, moving her fingers along his hard length. The hot liquid surged into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She gulped, swallowing as fast as she could, greedy to catch it all, but she couldn’t keep up with the flood of his seed.

  Jadon’s seed ran down her chin as Josh took hold of her and pulled her on top of him. Jadon’s snarl was lost in her yelp of surprise. His cock popped out of her. She blinked when s
omeone jerked off the blindfold.

  The stark need in Josh’s face overwhelmed her. His amber eyes flashed as he took her arms and thrust them behind her. Curt and Jadon took hold of them, keeping her from getting free.

  Josh took a nipple into his mouth. He troubled her other nipple, using his thumb to rake back and forth over it.

  She’d never felt so loved in all her life as Jadon and Curt murmured words of devotion and promises of love. Her body trembled as Josh plunged into her, his tongue laving over her nipples, his grip on her butt cheeks stabbing into her. Spankings came from both Curt and Jadon, making the sensation of all their hands on her body even better, hotter.

  But when Josh lifted his head, then slid his tongue over her lips, her climax broke free. She tightened around his cock as he continued to thrust his hips upward and lick her breasts.

  Crying out against the pulsating whirlwind driving her over the edge, she bucked as hard as she could against him. The fury inside her engulfed her, pushing her faster and faster, until at last, it broke into smaller storms that grew, spreading into her bones, her tendons, her very soul. She cried out again as it shredded her need apart, then threatened to do the same to her body. His seed filled her as she fought to stay conscious.

  As her body struggled through the shockwaves of her orgasm, they held her, then gently laid her down. Her chest rose and fell in quick pants as they stroked her and wiped their juices from her.

  “Are you okay, baby?”

  She blinked, then found Josh’s face. “No.”

  At once, all three of their worried faces hovered over her. Curt glanced at his cousins, then asked, “We didn’t hurt you, did we? Sometimes we don’t know our own strength.”

  She smiled up at the gentle giants she loved. “I’m more than okay. I’m terrific.”

  Jadon groaned. “Damn. Don’t scare us again.”

  She reached out and caressed his cheek. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to.” With their help, she sat up. “As much as I want to stay in bed all day, I need to get going to see my father. He’s expecting me to have dinner with him and John.”

  They sat back, surrounding her with their bodies as much as they’d surrounded her with their love since the moment she’d met them. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

  Josh took her hand as he’d done so often before. “It’s great that your father and you are getting back to the way you were before. But give it more time. If he doesn’t feel like coming to visit us, then that’s okay. Don’t push him. He’ll come sooner or later.”

  She understood he was only trying to protect her from more heartache and she loved him for it. “I think it’ll go better than you think.”

  “Why do you say that?” Jadon tilted his head at her in that way she loved so much.

  She smiled, ready at last to tell them. “I have a secret weapon.”

  Curt looked at his cousins, checking to see if they had the answer. “Okay, we give. What’s your secret weapon?”

  She placed a hand on her stomach. “He’s going to want to see the ranch and how we live.” Pausing, she reveled in the anticipation of seeing their reactions. “Especially once he finds out that I’m carrying his grandchild.”

  At first, she wondered if they’d heard her. Or worse, that they didn’t like what she’d said. “Guys? That’s a good thing, right? The first one of ten?” She hoped they knew she was joking about the number.

  They reached for her, each of them trying to pull her against him. She laughed as they ended up settling for a group hug.

  Jadon pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Yeah, babe. That’s a very good thing.”

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Jane Jamison has always liked “weird stuff” as her mother called it. From an early age she was fascinated with stories about werewolves, vampires, space, aliens, and whatever was hiding in her bedroom closet. To this day, she still swears she can hear growls and moans whenever the lights are out.

  Being born under the sign of Scorpio meant Jane was destined to be very sensual. Some would say she was, and remains, downright sexual. Then one day she put her two favorite things together on paper and found her life’s true ambition, to be an erotic paranormal romance author.

  Jane spends at least six days a week locked in her office surrounded by the characters she loves. Every day a new character will knock on the door of her imagination. Her plans include taking care of her loving husband, traveling, and writing at least twelve books a year.

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