Double Bear Secret: Werebear BBW Menage Romance (Hockey Bear Season Book 2)

by Anya Nowlan

  When Crash pushed up her shirt and slipped his hands beneath the fabric, her whole body sighed. All her doubts had flown away. This felt too right to even think about stopping.

  Pressed between two huge, warm bodies, she let herself go. And it was the best decision she could have made.

  Twenty-Two

  Connor

  He couldn’t stop kissing her. So sweet and soft, Connor wanted more and more of Lily, feeling insatiable as he drank her deep, until they were both lost in each other. They only pulled apart when she gasped, probably because Crash was holding her breasts in his hands and playing with her nipples.

  Lily was barely standing on her feet, propped up by Crash’s body and her arms wrapped around Connor’s neck. She was like butter in their hands, and he loved every second of it.

  Watching her face flush and her body twitch and shiver at their every touch was a sight he could look at forever.

  His cock was already hard as a rock at the thought of finally having all of her, of peeling away her outer layers and tasting who she really was. With her leaning against Crash, her breath fast and thready, Connor slid down her body, coming to kneel in front of her.

  With slow deliberation, he unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, admiring the smooth, pale skin of her legs as they came into view.

  She looked down at him, lips parted and eyes hazy, undone in the most beautiful way. Nuzzling his face against the apex of her thighs, he let his fingers run up and down her legs before grazing his thumb over her clit, covered only by the thin lace of her panties.

  “Do you want me to kiss you right here?” he asked, quiet yet demanding.

  “Yes,” she whispered, arching her back against Crash.

  His brother was having just as much as fun as he was, massaging her breasts with one hand and sliding the other down to cup her ass.

  “How about me?” Crash asked. “Can I lick your nipples until you scream out my name?” he murmured against her ear.

  Lily quivered in their arms, looking overwhelmed by lust. She was already soaking wet under his thumb, and the soft mewling sounds escaping her lips made his self-control waver.

  He wanted to take his time with her, to explore every inch of her gorgeous body. But he also wanted to fuck her, hard and fast, until they were both spent and satisfied.

  “Oh, god…” she mumbled in response, reaching out to touch both of them. “Yes, please,” she added after moment.

  “So polite,” Crash chuckled.

  “We better do as the lady says,” Connor replied, hooking his fingers beneath her panties and pulling them down.

  Starting out with small kisses, he dragged his mouth up her inner thighs and to her pussy. Lily’s breath hitched when he let his tongue rub against her slit, teasing and tasting. Her knees buckled when he focused on her clit, flicking and licking.

  “We should get her to bed,” Crash commented. “Looks like she’s too tired to even stand,” he added with a sly grin.

  Protesting softly when Connor drew his mouth away from her pussy, Lily let herself be carried to her bed, where Crash pulled off her shirt and undid her bra and Connor tossed aside the jeans and panties still around her ankles.

  She was now totally bare before them, her soft curves on full display. Letting his eyes roam over her body, Connor could feel the anticipation inside him grow until his need for her was almost maddening. Naked, with her auburn hair spread out all around her, she looked picture perfect.

  And ready to be theirs.

  “Let me see you,” she said, reaching out to tug at their clothes.

  Connor and Crash grinned at each other, not needing twin telepathy to know this was what they both had wanted since they first laid eyes on Lily. And now here she was, hungry for them like they were for her, ready for a night none of them were going to forget.

  Pulling off their clothes as Lily watched, Connor couldn’t wait to join her on the bed. She seemed to be mesmerized by them, following their every movement with her eyes.

  “You’re beautiful,” she whispered when their last shred of clothing was gone, her lips still red from when he’d kissed her.

  Connor had to suppress a growl as he crawled onto the covers, slowly parting her legs so he could continue where he left off. Crash slipped past him to her side, kissing her while his hands roamed over her body.

  Lapping at her wet pussy, Connor enjoyed feeling each shiver his tongue pulled from Lily. Feeling she was more than ready for it, he slipped a finger inside, slowly at first. Her response was immediate and powerful, her thighs locking around him as to pull him closer.

  He started working his finger in and out, his tongue circling her clit with an ever-increasing pace. She was so warm, so wet, so ready, it was enough to drive him insane. Bucking her hips against his face, the room was filled with her quiet moans, muffled by Crash’s mouth on hers.

  He knew she was close to the edge when her movements grew jerky and wild and her thighs clenched around him. Her body tensed before suddenly growing limp, and he could tell Crash was doing his best to cover up the scream tearing out of her mouth with his kiss.

  Connor had almost forgotten they weren’t alone in the house. Ben and Wyatt were still downstairs, and it was unlikely they would hear what was going on up on the third floor, behind closed doors.

  Even if they did, Connor was beyond worrying about that. Every bit of his focus was on Lily, and how he could make her scream like that again.

  As soon as Lily came down from her climax, she clamped her hands over her mouth, with her eyes wide.

  “Do you think anyone heard us?” she asked, looking from Crash to him.

  “I don’t really care,” Crash replied, kissing her shoulder.

  “I care,” she replied, brow furrowing.

  “You won’t in a moment,” Connor grinned back, kissing his way up her body.

  “Really, we…” Lily started, but was distracted when he sucked a nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling on it with his teeth. “Oh,” she murmured, her objections already forgotten.

  “My turn to taste,” Crash said, sliding down between her thighs.

  “You two will be the death of me,” Lily shook her head, clutching at the sheets.

  “Then at least you’ll die with a smile on your face,” Connor chuckled. “Because we are far from done with you.”

  Twenty-Three

  Lily

  I really am going to die. Of exhaustion, or dehydration maybe, Lily briefly thought, before Crash’s tongue between her thighs made her lose all thought.

  Connor was alternating between sucking on her nipples and kissing her breath away. It was too much and yet it wasn’t enough, and Lily felt like a plaything, touched and teased to the point she might forget her own name soon.

  But she still remembered their names though, as she found herself calling out to both Connor and Crash, with no apparent reason. She took every moment she could to watch them, to see how their powerful bodies moved and flexed around her.

  Their muscles moved under their skin, bulging, and their broad shoulders cast a shadow over her body. They were perfect, and she had them both all to herself. It was almost impossible to believe.

  Needing to touch them, she reached out, trailing her fingers down the hard ridges of Connor’s six-pack. He angled his hips upward so she could move lower and circle her fingers around his hard length, throbbing and impressive in her hand.

  She started to slide her palm up and down, desperate to give back even a little of the pleasure they were lavishing on her. Connor groaned and kissed her hard, making her smile against his mouth.

  Crash was already pushing her towards the edge again, sucking on her swollen clit, his fingers digging into her hips as he held her still. She squirmed as her hand pumped around Connor, too many things happening at once for her to even fully process what was going on.

  Pulling away just as she was about to come again, she could hear Crash rustle around the pile of clothing on the ground. When she lo
oked down, she could see him sheathing his massive cock with a condom.

  “Are you ready?” he asked. “Do you want me inside you?”

  There was a hollowness in her gut that made her response come out sounding needier than she had intended.

  “Fuck me,” she heard herself whisper, a lot more forward than she was used to being.

  Somehow she knew she didn’t have to hold back with them. She knew what she wanted, so why not ask for it? They were obviously more than willing to indulge her.

  Crash parted her thighs and kneeled between them, his chest smooth and chiseled and perfect in her view. Pushing against her wetness, he slowly thrust inside, making her gasp for breath.

  The feeling of fullness was overwhelming, with Connor’s fingers and mouth on her only adding to the dizzying array of sensations rolling over her body. With her pussy stretching around Crash, she could feel sweat break out all over her.

  Pleasure, anticipation, tenseness and relaxation, a twinge of pain mixed with pure hot desire – she wanted to experience it all in case it slipped away in the heat of the moment. Crash started to move his hips, sinking deeper into her with each measured thrust.

  Lily wasn’t sure she could even take all of him until she did, reveling in how shatteringly overpowering the sensation was.

  “You feel so fucking good,” Crash muttered, holding onto her thighs as he sank into her.

  Lily was already beyond words at that point. Her whole body was trembling as he drove into her, still slow but starting to pick up the pace. Her hips found his rhythm as she ground herself against him, greedy and full of blind need.

  Each stroke pushed on something deep inside her, nudging her towards ecstasy she couldn’t even imagine. Crash was grunting and growling above her, his eyes squeezed shut, his beautiful face tense and wild.

  Connor pinched her nipples and bit her neck, sending a heat wave straight to her core. She could feel herself tighten around Crash’s cock, her muscles clenching as he continued to drive into her, now with much less restraint.

  When he slid his hands under her ass and lifted up her hips, Lily thought she might explode into a million pieces. He was relentless now, his cock slamming into her throbbing pussy, no longer coaxing but launching her towards release.

  Connor’s mouth was suddenly on hers, swallowing up all the little moans escaping her throat.

  Impaled on Crash’s cock, with Connor massaging her breasts and sucking her tongue into his mouth, Lily was finally pushed too far. Quaking and twitching, her body started to shake under the force of the most earth-shattering orgasm she had ever felt.

  The room seemed to fold in on itself, with Crash unraveling a few moments after her. She wasn’t even aware what happened next, only that she was suddenly in between the brothers again, their arms all around her. Her breath sounded loud in the air as the feeling of floating slowly left her and she came back down to earth.

  Hair tangled, skin slick with sweat, she looked at the men with a sated sigh.

  “You sure know how to show a woman a good time,” she gasped, brushing off a stray strand of hair from her brow.

  “We aim to please,” Crash smiled.

  “But don’t think the night is over yet,” Connor warned, circling her navel with his index finger. “We are far from done with you.”

  An excited flutter in her stomach made her snap out of her blissful state. All it took was a heated look from Connor to reignite the fire inside her. One glance at him, and she noticed he was still rock hard, ready for his turn to make her scream.

  “I should have known what I was getting into,” she replied with a weak smile.

  “Not having second thoughts, are you?” Connor asked, arching a brow at her.

  “Not a single one,” Lily answered, pulling him down for a kiss.

  Twenty-Four

  Crash

  “You have to go before everyone wakes up and realizes you’re not in your rooms,” Lily whispered, picking up their clothes from the floor and glancing at the door of her bedroom.

  The sun was barely up and the house still quiet. Crash had heard the rest of the team come in at around one in the morning, and he had no way of knowing what kind of shape Wyatt was in this morning. It could very well be that today’s training had been postponed altogether.

  But by the frantic look in Lily’s eyes, she wasn’t willing to take that chance.

  “Love ‘em and leave ‘em, eh?” Connor joked, pulling on his pants.

  “You know that’s not it,” Lily rolled her eyes. “I’m just not interested in everyone knowing you both spent the night in my bed.”

  “You better take a shower then, because you smell like us,” Crash replied, stepping closer and drawing in a deep breath, nuzzling her neck in the process. “Like both of us.”

  “Okay, that’s enough of that,” she said, her voice a lot weaker than before.

  Crash liked the way she was now marked as theirs, with every shifter with half a nose able to tell she belonged to him and Connor, and no one else. But he could understand why she would want to avoid that.

  Not that it was going to be much of an option, though, seeing as they’d fucked in her room. Even in half-drunken states, some of the guys must have been able to smell them when they got home from Austin’s Texas.

  He wasn’t about to tell Lily that.

  Lily had her job to worry about, and she probably didn’t want to be known as the girl who sleeps with her colleagues. Even though she mostly worked with Ben and not with the team directly, a relationship with Connor and Crash might still give her a reputation she didn’t want to have.

  That still didn’t mean he had to be happy about having to sneak out of her room at the crack of dawn, and pretend he didn’t just have the best night of his life.

  “We’ll go,” Connor announced, shrugging on his shirt. “But don’t think we won’t be back. You gave us a taste, and now we’re hooked.”

  Lily was still naked while they were now mostly clothed, and it was a damn distracting sight. She crossed her arms, only drawing more attention to the swell of her breasts.

  “I just have to figure out how to go forward from this. I am not freaking out or anything like that, I promise. But for now, I need you to act like you haven’t seen me naked,” she said.

  “I’m not sure I’m that good of an actor,” Crash replied, memorizing every inch of her he could. “But I’ll try. Just know, every time I look at you, I’ll be thinking of how you are right now, at this moment.”

  He thought Lily would reprimand him or roll her eyes at him at least, but she just put a hand on her hip, pushed out her knee and stared at him with a mischievous look in her eye.

  “Then you better get a good look.”

  Crash’s feet carried him towards her on their own, but she waved a finger at him when he got too close.

  “I said look, not touch. Now get out of here. I have to scrub the smell of shifter from my pores before I go to that meeting with Coach Landon.”

  “You’re going? I thought it was just Ben,” Connor commented. “Even Wyatt’s staying behind.”

  “Wyatt’s staying because this is still a training camp. You don’t need me there, but Ben might need me at the meeting,” Lily shrugged.

  “Okay, come on,” Crash tugged at his brother’s arm. “Before I change my mind,” he winked at Lily before opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.

  “See you boys later,” she whispered, blowing them a quick kiss before closing the door after them.

  Crash felt electricity humming through his veins as they quietly made their way to the second floor. The excitement from finally having Lily to themselves was still heady. Both he and Connor slipped into Connor’s bedroom, where he couldn’t help but blurt out the first thing that came to his head.

  “Dude, you know what this means, right?” he asked, doing his best to keep his voice low. “You had to have felt it last night.”

  He had to fake a cough when his voice came
out just a tad too excited. Being around Lily had clearly turned his brain into mush, as he caught himself sounding like an overly eager kid. It was downright embarrassing, really. But he barely even cared about that.

  His bear was growling softly beneath his skin, as content as the animal had ever been. There was no longer any question in Crash’s mind. Lily had to be their mate. It was the only thing that made sense.

  She felt like she was made for them. Everything about her was amazing, and he couldn’t imagine this being a one-night stand or a fling.

  No, Lily belonged to them and they belonged to her. It just made sense, on the deepest, most primal level of his being. She was the one, and there was no way in hell he could let her slip out of his fingers.

  Damn, I’ve got it bad, he mused, catching himself thinking things he would have considered overly sappy not that long ago.

  “I did,” Connor admitted, not surprising Crash in the least. “I feel everything you feel, but we can’t get ahead of ourselves. We don’t even know if she wants to be a part of a triad.”

  A triad was what shifters called the three-people relationships preferred by twins and siblings. It was supposed to symbolize the equal union of three mates, and their commitment to each other. But it was also something all parties had to step into willingly.

  “She seemed to want to be a part of it last night,” Crash replied, wagging his brows.

  “But it’s a little early for the ‘you’re our mate’ talk, don’t you think? She said herself, she needs to figure out what the next step should be.”

  “You can be a real downer, you know that?” Crash sighed.

  “Just realistic. I want her to be ours as much as you do, but we can’t force it. And this isn’t exactly the best time for a new relationship. We still have Alison to deal with, not to mention our unwanted visitors from the other night.