MATED BY ALL FIVE ALPHAS (Paranormal BBW FMMMMM Bareback Shifter Dark Erotica Romance)

by Amelia Frost

  Eventually, she had to blush at the attention being heaped on her, and begged away.

  “Guys, thanks, I really am fine. I’m just glad Eric here found me when he did.”

  She thought about telling them about the bear as well, but something stopped her; it did seem silly now that she thought about it.

  She looked back at her car chained to Eric’s bumper hitch and made a face. The cosmetic damage was one thing, but even if Holly didn’t really know cars, there was something about the wonky way both front wheels were leaning that didn’t look right at all.

  Jock, a brown-haired guy with stubble on his chin and a darkly charming grin caught her look; “We can take a look at that if you want. Looks like its probably a cracked axle, but we should at least be able to give it a temporary fix.” Eric and one of the other guys nodded with the assessment.

  Griz, the bigger guy with a beard, grinned and piped up in a baritone voice; “Plus we’ll make Eric put your fucking door back on!” Holly felt herself giggle along with the rest of them, instantly putting her more at ease.

  “Oh, no,” Holly stammered “I couldn't ask you guys to do that, Eric’s already helped a ton. Really.”

  Eric gave her a wide grin through his beard. “Nah, sit tight, we really don’t mind.”

  Holly could only watch in awe as the guys unchained her car from Eric’s truck, grabbed ahold of the underside, and seemed to effortlessly lift the car up with their bare hands and start casually walking it around the side of the house to the garage.

  Eric trotted back over to her, totally nonchalantly as if lifting cars with his hands was a daily routine, and took the ice pack from her forehead to check her lump.

  “It’s looking better already” he said with a toothy grin.

  “Listen, we might just be one sec getting your axle back on track here, but do you want to clean up? You’re totally welcome to take a shower inside if you want.”

  Holly was about to decline just on instinct, until she looked down at herself, suddenly aware of the dirt and the dried blood from the few scratches she’d gotten. On top of that, she was still in her ridiculous cheerleading uniform.

  She looked up at Eric gratefully,

  “You know, I’d actually love to.”

  “You bet; bathrooms the second door on the left.” Eric gave her a kind smile as he reached his hand up to cup the side of her head. Holly blushed at the intimacy of the moment, though somehow it felt totally warranted, given that he’d save her life not an hour before.

  “And if I haven’t said it, thanks” Holly smiled up at him.

  Eric gave a small laugh and a dramatic bow.

  “My pleasure; even if you did scream bloody murder when I first got there, I’m glad I could help.”

  Holly grinned and turned to head inside.

  *****

  It wasn’t until she was sighing contentedly as the steaming hot water cascaded down her body that Holly’s eyes suddenly jolted open with a start.

  Something about what Eric had said suddenly hit her.

  Even if you did scream bloody murder when I first got there?

  Holly frowned, mulling over the words. She hadn't screamed when Eric was there, she’d screamed at the bear.

  A vision of green eyes flashed her mind, making her stop cold under the spray of the water.

  In her imagination, as the eyes stayed exactly the same, the shaggy fury maw of the beast morphed into the bearded jaw and disarmingly cute smile of the man who’d saved her.

  Oh, get real Holly, you sound insane.

  But then, he’d physically torn the steel door off a car, he’d pulled her seatbelt apart like it was paper, and he’d then lifted her car with his bare hands. Again, sure he was bult, but feats like that were...Holly searched for a word:

  Inhuman.

  Holly shut the water off with a strange feeling in her gut reached for a towel.

  ****

  Holly had briefly realized when she’d stepped out of her dirty cheerleading uniform to step under the shower-spray that she didn’t actually have any clean clothes to change into. She’d pushed the thought from her mind under the caress of the hot water, but now she found herself wrapped in a towel, in a strange house, with five men, and no clothes.

  Crap.

  Finally, securing her towel, Holly cracked open the door and peered out, only to grin.

  On a stool right outside the bathroom door was a clean, freshly folded mens white t-shirt, a pair of baggy shorts and a steaming mug of tea. Holly grinned widely.

  Inside the bathroom, she pulled on the clothes, only to crack up at her reflection in the mirror. The shirt came down halfway to her knees, and the pants were just clownish. Holly bit her lower lip flirtatiously; she could just go with the shirt, couldn’t she? The idea of going back outside to Eric and the rest of his friends with nothing on but a t-shirt was a dangerously naughty and altogether out of character move for her, but Holly found herself both intrigued and turned on by the idea.

  Feeling a thrill rush through her, she kicked off the baggy shorts, straightened the t shirt as it draped over her full breasts and curvy hips, and walked outside with her mug of tea.

  *****

  The guys were all shirtless as they hovered around her car when she stepped outside, and Holly felt a flutter in her stomach and a blush creep into her cheek; Eric and his friends were cut. She’d definitely gotten an inkling for Eric’s strength when he’d ripped the door off her car, but Holly hadn’t ever guessed at the hard bodies being revealed to her then.

  Biceps and chest muscles rippled as Eric and Griz grunted to hefted to lower the vehicle down off it's blocks onto the ground. Holly felt a flirty, glowing heat creep into her cheeks; as it turns out, watching five buff shirtless guys work on fixing up a car was actually extremely arousing. She thought of her naughty thoughts from the shower and grinned.

  Griz noticed her first, and for a moment, Holly felt a thrill seeing the way his eyes melted over her, especially at the hem of her t-shirt half-way down her exposed thighs. He elbowed Eric, who turned and smiled at her.

  “Feeling better?” She noticed his eyes also flitting across her bare thighs.

  “Much, thanks.” Holly sipped her tea, and noticed that the wheels on her car seemed to back to their normal upright position.

  “Wow, thank you so much, guys!” Holly felt like she was gushing, she just couldn’t help it. “This honestly feels like too much!”

  Eric shrugged, “It’s not problem, really. We like working on things as a group.”

  Holly felt herself flush at his unintentional innuendo, and then felt her cheeks grow hotter still when she could see Eric grinning knowingly at her blush. She glanced around the garage at the array of gorgeous men, shirtless and sweating, all watching her with friendly and yet very hungry glances.

  And yet in spite of being out here, alone in the woods with five relative strangers, wearing simply a shirt and no panties, Holly wasn’t afraid.

  Actually, she found herself immeasurably turned on.

  “Eric, I really want to repay you somehow.”

  She heard herself saying it from almost a distance, as if she was watching a bolder, saucier, much more confident version of herself step forward and take command.

  “Oh, please, totally unnecessary! We’re happy to help!” The way his green eyes twinkled at her, the way his wide, embracing grin seemed to radiate warmth, and the way his chiseled chest and shoulders simply begged to have her fingers trail over them crumbled the very last of the older, shyer, mousy Holly.

  “No, but, I really want to repay you.” Her eyes held his green gaze unblinking, confidently and boldly. She thought of the way he’d held her tenderly as he pulled her from the car, how he’d cared for her, and made sure she was ok.

  And Goddamnit, if he didn’t put a shirt on she was going to jump him right then and there.

  Eric was staring at her then with a much different, much harder look than she’d seen before. She realized too t
hat the rest of his friends had gone silent, the radio that’d been playing quietly earlier turned off, as they all watched her quite intently.

  Eric’s eyes flitted across her face, and down over the front of the t shirt pulled tight across her breasts, seemingly looking for the right answer.

  “Holly-” his eyes glimmered as they caught hers “I’m not sure what your angle is here, but I think you might still be shook up.”

  “No, I’m not, and I’m quite sure.”

  “You need to see something first.” Eric’s voice was deeper, darker than it had been, with an edge of grit to it she’d yet to hear. He looked towards the men behind him, whose expressions had also suddenly changed from the smiling before to something much darker.

  Holly was suddenly slightly afraid.

  “Griz, Jock;” Eric’s eyes never left hers.

  “Why don’t you show Holly.”

  Griz and Jack suddenly dropped the tools in their hands and arched their backs; their heads thrown back. Booming, primal yells ripped from their mouths as they dropped to their knees in the garage, and Holly jumped, now frightened.

  The men on the ground suddenly seemed to snap and writhe, their bodies jerking horrifically with the sound of crunching bone and a stretching ripping sound. Holly’s eyes went large as saucers, and she felt herself slowly moving behind Eric, terrified now of what she was seeing.

  The two guys seemed to be growing, muscles rippling and knotting up beneath the skin as they began to growl and roar, almost like animals. Griz’s dark black beard began to creep up over his face, as the hair on his chest began to length dramatically right before her eyes.

  Holly couldn’t - didn't want to - believe her own eyes, but suddenly, hulking before her in place of where Griz and Jock had been standing before, were two huge, green-eyed bears.

  Holly was rooted to the spot, frozen to the ground as she hid behind Eric. The two bears looked at her, snarling slightly, before they rose to full height on two legs. They circled and sniffed at Holly’s car, before suddenly, they gripped it at both ends, lifted it, and moved it out of the garage to set it down on the dirt of the driveway.

  The bears turned and began to walk back towards where Holly was cowering. Their bodies shook and shuddered again, muscles rippling and faces twisting, until suddenly it was regular Griz and Jock standing before them.

  “Wh-” Words seemed to

  “The word you’re looking for is Werebear” Evan said with a low laugh.

  “So, still sure you want to ‘repay the favor’?” Eric was looking at her skeptically.

  Holly turned and looked up at the man -no, the Werebear - who’d saved her, standing here now shirtless and glistening with sweat and raw masculinity. She knew she should be terrified, or have a million questions, or even begin rethinking everything she knew about what was myth and what was “real”.

  But instead, she could only think of one, all-encompassing thought that swept her up its singularity: how much she wanted him.

  Holly took a deep breath, keenly aware of the five sets of glinting green eyes that focused on her from the five shirtless men standing around her.

  We share everything he’s said; Holly was pretty sure she knew what that meant, and the thought set a fire going inside her.

  It was now or never; time to jump in with everything she had and let herself submit to these shifter men in whatever way they wanted her, or time to walk away, if they’d even let her.

  Holly was tired of walking away.

  She took a tentative step towards Eric, reached out with her fingertips, and ran them down over the hard ripples of his abdominal muscles. He was burning hot to the touch. Holly looked up, met his eye, and very calmly let her hands slide right over his belt buckle to firmly cup his bulge through his jeans.

  The word came as a hushed whisper, from somewhere deep, somewhere dark within her.

  “Yes.”

  It was like pulling the trigger on cannon.

  Eric pulled her hard against him and hungrily sought her mouth with his own. Holly moaned and molded herself against his hard body as his hands cupped her ass.

  Holly suddenly felt the heat and presence other men close in around her. She could feel her t-shirt being pulled up lewdly over her bottom, exposing her ass to their hungry eyes. Hands from five different shifters tugged at the front of her shirt, before becoming impatient and ripping it asunder. Holly gasped as the shirt was torn roughly from her shoulders. With a gruff snarl in her ear, she could felt firm hands sliding up her torso to cup her full breasts. Holly shivered as she felt strong fingers from both sides of her running up her thighs to slide over the dripping wet arousal clinging to her lips.

  Skin melded against skin as the rest of the guys pressed against her; hands moving roughly over her body to hold and caress her both roughly and sensually.

  Holly’s head spun at their touch, feeling her senses drown in the multitude of hands roaming her body, and the hard, muscle-packed flesh pressing hotly against her. Hands grabbed at her ass and ran tantalizingly over her hips, fingers pinched at her nipples dove between her legs, seeking the hot heat there at her center.

  Suddenly, Holly could feel hands pushing at her shoulders, urging her down. She obeyed, knowing what they wanted - what they needed - from her. She knelt in the pool of her dress in just her thong panties, surrounded by the five hungry, desperate shifters.

  The werebears began tearing at their belt buckles, pulling at zippers, and suddenly a very hard, very big cock was thrust out to bob heavily in front of her wide-eyed and innocent face. Holly found herself absolutely mesmerised by the sheer size, the almost frightening thick weight of it.

  Before she could even think though, another one bobbed out, followed by another, and then a fourth. Holly’s pulse raced like thunder in her ears as she gasped at the four thick shifter cocks surrounding her, hanging low and heavily towards her open and ready mouth.

  And then Eric, Eric who had saved her, was moving in front of her. HIs immense, thick cock, large still than even the others, jutted thickly out from his muscled abdomen, and his eyes caught hers. She felt a throb of arousal deep within her cunt, and before she could even open her mouth, he moved forward and pushed the fat head of his cock between her lips.

  Holly’s pulse raced, and she moaned quietly as Eric slid into her mouth, pushing the bulbous knob of his cock over her wet tongue. He growled, throwing his head back, before dropping his gaze back to her lock in on her eyes.

  She sucked him hard, slurping at the velvety shaft that filled her mouth and stretched her lips wide. Swirling her tongue around the head, she gazed up at Eric, feeling his eyes pierce deep into her as she pleasured him with her mouth. Eric gasped at her tongue against the underside of his massive cock, and knowing she had that power; that she held the ability to give this man - all of these men - this kind of pleasure was like a shot of a drug through her system.

  That second part hit her deeply then - all of these men. Holly felt a surge of adrenaline and desire roar through her body; there were five men to taste, to savor, to give and receive from here, and she wanted all of them.

  Holly pulled off Eric with a loud slurp, letting her drool cling from her lips to the throbbing head of his cock, before she moved to Griz. There was no slow tease there with him, Holly simply opened her mouth wide and inhaled him as deeply as she could go. Griz grunted and gripped her hair with his fingers as she forced the fat head of his member into her throat.

  The other men were crowding then, growling as they stroked their cocks around her face and over her kneeling body. Holly’s mind reeled at the sensation of being so wanted, feeling like a queen that these men came to worship with their lust. She felt the warmth of another cock as its owner stroked it against her cheek, and she moaned as she swapped to a third cock in her mouth.

  Holly bobbed her lips harder and faster as she moved from one cock to the other, moving around the circle of men surrounding her with eager, throbbing need. As she slid her wet mou
th down the underside of Evan’s thick shaft in order to suckle at at his heavy swinging balls.

  Rougher then, with a boiling need and lust from the men that was almost palatable on the air, another heavy cock was draped across her face, needing her mouth. Holly let Evan’s sack slip from her lips as she moved to hungrily inhale Red’s glistening shaft.

  Holly felt absolutely alive; totally free and unchained from

  This was the new, confident girl she’d worked so hard to mold herself into! This was her taking control and taking what she wanted, which however unexpected and totally implausible, in this case happened to be having her wicked way with five hung and ready werebears.