Safe with Her Bears

by Madeline Hill

  At last the pleasure crested, and she couldn’t hold on anymore. She cried out, her voice muffled by Max in her mouth. Waves of incredible pleasure racked her entire body, one after the other, sending her into a fit of shuddering.

  She felt her body grow limp, but she didn’t pull away from Max.

  At last Carter sat up. “Fuck, Jules... you taste so good.”

  “Mmm...” Max growled.

  Carter stroked his throbbing cock in his fist, pumping it hard, his breath ragged. “I want to be inside you, Jules. But I’m going to let Max go first, if that’s okay with you, because I have to feel that mouth.”

  Jules nodded. Max withdrew his cock from her mouth slowly and smiled. Carter backed away, letting Max take the lead. Max pressed his strong hands on her hips and flipped her around, putting her ass in the air. Carter made his way to the front of her, kneeling down before her. He caressed her cheek with his hand and brought her to him, pushing his thickness into her mouth.

  Jules felt two fingers slide inside her again. Max pumped them in and out, gliding against her clit with every pass. A moan turned into a growl, and the growl turned into a roar that shook the world. A moment later, the fingers disappeared, and she felt the pressure of him against her. With his hands on her hips, Max pushed forward slowly, opening her up with his tip. He popped inside, and she felt herself stretching around him. She cried out around Carter’s cock, the pleasure unlike anything she’d felt before. In response, she only wanted to suck Carter harder and deeper, so she did, taking him all the way in. Carter grunted in pleasure, thrusting himself into her with a beastly growl.

  Max pushed himself deeper and deeper until the entire length of him filled her. Then he bucked forward again and again, establishing a steady rhythm.

  “Oh, fuck,” he cried out, his voice low and beastly. “Fuck, Jules, you’re so goddamned tight...”

  Jules moaned a muffled response.

  “I can’t help it, Jules,” he warned. “My bear is taking over... it wants to take you, hard and rough. Is that okay?”

  Carter pulled his shaft out of her mouth to let her reply.

  “Fuck yes, Max,” she panted. “Don’t hold back!”

  Max roared as he gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh deep enough to leave marks. He plunged inside, then back out, deep and rough, thrusting hard. Filling her, pumping her over and over, each movement becoming more and more frenzied. He seemed to be letting his animal out, fucking her with reckless abandon as he growled and panted. He reached over and grabbed the back of her neck, leaning into her, making sure that every bit of his shaft was buried deep inside her.

  Carter mimicked Max’s thrusts until they were in unison, in and out of her mouth. She took him in gladly. She felt ravenously thirsty for Carter, and she clenched around Max, ready to explode all over again.

  She moaned as she took the two cocks deep inside her. She could taste the raw animal nature of these not-at-all ordinary men. Their cocks were tools of pure pleasure; their taste addicting. She wanted more and more. Nothing felt better than being completely filled. Max was moving fast, and she loved every rough thrust. Each brought her closer and closer to the explosion of ecstasy she so desperately needed. Yes, she needed him... not want, need. Needed him buried inside her. Needed to be filled to the brim.

  At that moment her orgasm ripped through her violently, crashing into her body like a wave. She screamed against Carter’s cock as the waves pummeled her, over and over. That’s when she felt it. There was a deafening roar as Max exploded inside her. She could actually feel him filling her, coating her walls. His pumps grew slower and slower until he stopped. She looked over her shoulder to see his expression, his brows furrowed, almost as if he were in pain as he delivered the last remnants of his climax. Then he withdrew and collapsed to the floor in a theatrical show of satisfaction.

  Jules couldn’t help but laugh. She was exhausted and wanted to collapse right next to him, but her job wasn’t done. Carter gazed down at her, smiling.

  “Don’t you dare come in my mouth,” Jules breathed. “I want you inside me, too.”

  Carter grinned. He flipped her and crawled on top of her, pushing her down on her back. The heavy weight of his muscled body was on top of her, her soft nipples pressing against his hard chest. She instinctively spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Carter positioned his cock right up against her and then pushed forward in one swift move, instantly filling her up.

  “Oh, fuck!” Carter growled.

  “Oh, God,” Jules moaned.

  Carter pumped in and out feverishly, not bothering to ease into it like Max had. Carter claimed her, right then and there, owning her with every thrust of his hips. His massive cock swelled inside her. She relished every pump, bucking her hips up to take him even deeper, digging her fingernails into his broad shoulders. Carter kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth as he fucked her, the growl in his throat getting louder and turning into a carnal roar.

  Jules moaned, another orgasm fast approaching. She wasn’t the type of woman who could climax over and over again easily, but tonight things were different. These shifters drove her absolutely wild, and she felt like they could fuck her all night long and she’d keep coming and still want more.

  Carter increased his pace, pounding her into the floor, panting and huffing until she felt his cock seize up inside of her. It twitched, and a hot fountain filled her as Carter roared. She came again, writhing beneath him, the orgasm hitting her like a train and draining every ounce of energy out of her.

  Carter rested his sweaty forehead against hers, and they panted together, catching their breath. Then he looked into her eyes and they both laughed and kissed.

  “You guys put on a good show,” Max commented from his place next to them on the floor, smirking.

  Carter just panted.

  “That was…incredible,” Jules said, feeling completely spent.

  Carter crawled off of her, and she pushed herself up, settling right in between the two shifters. Carter wrapped his arm around her shoulders and Max placed his hand on her upper thigh.

  “I can’t believe this just happened,” Jules said with a smile, still out of breath.

  “Neither can we,” Max replied.

  9

  Jules snuggled up against Carter’s chest, his thick arm wrapped around her. He was already snoring lightly. She could feel his heartbeat drumming loudly in her ear, and it was a comforting sound. Max had a palm resting firmly against the flesh of her ass, squeezing and kneading it gently.

  She reluctantly pushed herself from Carter and he moaned softly in his sleep.

  “Sorry,” she whispered. “I just have to grab something.”

  She stood and tiptoed over to where she thought she left her purse. It was dark and she crouched down, running her hands against the wooden floor, searching in the shadows.

  “Everything okay?” Max asked, and Jules couldn’t help but notice a hint of suspicion in his voice.

  “Yeah, I’m just looking for my purse,” she said.

  “Heads up,” Max said only a moment later. She turned just in time to catch the purse in the air.

  She rummaged through its contents, finding her pills. She couldn’t see it very well in the dark, but she popped one birth control pill out and hoped it was the right one. She swallowed it with some difficulty, her mouth dry from the exertion she’d just put her body through.

  She wondered what it would be like to get knocked up by a shifter. Would the baby be a shifter as well?

  Jules made her way back in between Carter and Max. Max was watching her, and while she couldn’t see his face, she could still sense something. He was giving off some kind of vibe, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what it meant.

  “What was that?” he asked.

  “Oh, birth control. I have to take it at the same time every day. I think I’m a few hours off... oh well.”

  “Oh,” Max replied, sounding concerned.


  “Don’t worry! It’ll be fine. It hasn’t failed me yet.”

  She heard him swallow. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

  “Nothing,” he said, but there was sadness in his voice. He sighed deeply.

  Jules leaned in close, biting her bottom lip. “No, really. What is it?”

  Max only shook his head. She reached over and placed her hand on his hair, stroking it softly. It was smooth and gleamed silver in the moonlight.

  “I just...” Max said finally, his voice low. “I just know we’ll have to part with you. And I don’t want to.”

  Jules’s heart warmed. She felt touched. “I don’t want to part with you guys, either.”

  It was true. She really didn’t. She felt at home with them. Safe. Protected. There was something so familiar about both of them. They didn’t feel like strangers. They felt like missing pieces of the puzzle that was her life. They filled a void she hadn’t even known was there. But she couldn’t stay. Not under these circumstances. Could she?

  She squinted, trying to make out Max’s shadowed features in the night. His brows were furrowed. He looked so serious. The way he’d made love to her... it wasn’t some quick random fling just to get his rocks off. It meant more than that. She felt it with Carter, too. They touched her with purpose. Passion. Conviction.

  An insane thought occurred to her. She brushed her fingers down his neck, across his shoulders, and felt the hardness of his bulging bicep. He was strong. So was Carter. They could protect her. They knew Yellowstone like the back of their hand—obviously, since they were grizzlies. Perhaps she could hide out with them, at least for a little while. It was probably a better plan than trying to hack it out in the wilderness all by herself indefinitely.

  “Well, maybe I can stay with you guys,” she said.

  Max lifted his head and she caught a gleam of silver. “Stay with us?”

  “Just for a little while. If you’ll have me.”

  Max opened his mouth and made a sound but closed it again. Jules could tell he was searching for words.

  “I don’t want to impose,” she added quickly. “I just thought, since I’m on vacation, if you guys want to spend more time with me—”

  “Jules, I...” His voice trailed off.

  She waited for him to finish, but he only shook his head again. Suddenly she felt a burning need to reveal herself.

  “I lied to you,” she blurted, her heart racing. “I’m not who I said I am.”

  “What?”

  “I’m...” Jules rubbed the back of her neck. You idiot! What are you doing?

  “I’m in trouble,” she continued. “I ran from the cops. They’re looking for me.”

  Silence. Dread filled her belly and she hoped she wasn’t making a terrible mistake. But it was too late now.

  “I got pulled over. I had drugs in the car. I panicked and just hit the gas pedal. There was a chase, and I pulled off into the woods. I got out and just started running as fast as I could.”

  Max shifted his weight. He took a long time to answer. “Well, that’s... unfortunate.”

  Unfortunate? That’s all he could say?

  “I’m sorry. I don’t want to get you guys in trouble. I just... felt like I should tell the truth.”

  Max exhaled. “Thank you. That’s... pretty heavy. Why did you have drugs in the car?”

  “I was taking them to Salt Lake City. For...” she hesitated. “A friend.”

  “What kind of a friend would ask you to do that?”

  “Well, he’s a drug dealer. And my ex, technically. I’ve been doing it a long time. Driving back and forth. Picking up and dropping off.”

  Max only stared at her.

  “Look, I know it’s bad. But this was actually my last trip. I’ve been saving up the money to go to law school, and I finally have enough to pay the tuition in full,” she sighed. “Well, had. I don’t think I’ll be going now.”

  “Wow,” Max said. He lifted his head to look at the snoring beast sprawled out on the floor. “Carter is missing a good story.”

  Jules laughed.

  “I never would’ve taken you for a drug trafficker,” Max said.

  “That’s why I’m perfect for the job,” Jules smiled. “No one would ever suspect me.”

  “So what are you going to do now?”

  “Well, I don’t know. My plan was to hide out in the woods for as long as it takes. Hope the police eventually give up their search. Then I’d try to hitch down to Salt Lake City and meet up with my friend.”

  “Your friend... won’t he be upset?”

  Jules inhaled deeply. “Probably. But he and I go way back. He’ll understand. I mean, it’s not ideal, but...”

  The words felt like blatant lies. She hoped Nick would forgive her. But she had no idea exactly how he’d react. He did care for her, she knew that. He had a soft spot in his heart for her. He had always treated her kindly, even after they broke up. And when she told him she wanted to quit transporting for him, he took the news in stride. He was disappointed but didn’t make a fuss about it, and she liked to think he was happy for her, proud that she was getting out of the drug game and finally pursuing her dream of going to law school. He even joked that he’d hire her as his defense attorney in case he ever got into trouble.

  But then there was Jake...

  She shivered and crossed her arms to warm herself.

  “I don’t know...” she said, barely above a whisper. “Everything’s fucked up now.”

  Max heaved his heavy arm around her shoulders and gave her a tight squeeze.

  She turned her face close to his, their lips nearly touching. “Are you upset? If you don’t want anything to do with me after this, I understand.”

  Max inhaled deeply. “I’m in no position to judge you, Jules.”

  He squeezed her shoulders reassuringly. “Don’t worry. We’ll get it all figured out. For now, let’s just get some rest.”

  She nodded. Max softly brushed his lips against her cheek. He lowered her to the floor, and she nuzzled into his embrace, his strong arms holding her tight. Carter continued snoring.

  Jules didn’t know what tomorrow would bring. But for the moment, at least, she felt a small glimmer of hope.

  10

  Jules opened her eyes. The morning sun was brilliant, almost painfully bright. Yellow rays shot down through the broken window and the door that had been left slightly ajar. For a moment she forgot where she was or what she was doing. But her ear was pressed against Max’s hairy chest. It was heaving up and down as he snored.

  She looked up at his face, a face that looked as sweet and innocent as a baby’s. He was out cold, his mouth slightly open. She pushed herself up slowly, careful not to wake him up. She looked over at Carter, who was sprawled out next to her, his arm resting over his head, snoring loudly. His open mouth was curled up into an adorable smile, his face framed by his wavy golden hair.

  She admired him, looking him up and down, lingering on his half erection. She couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her two shifters. It filled her with elation. She wanted to squeal and jump up and down. She had just met them, but she had already fallen hard for both of them equally, and she got the sense that they felt the same. Or at least, she hoped they did.

  Her reverie shifted as other realizations came to her.

  She’d told Max, late last night before they went to sleep. He didn’t have much to say about it, and she wasn’t able to read his reaction. Was he angry? Did he regret even getting involved?

  She honestly couldn’t blame him if he felt that way. She had brought it on herself. She was damaged goods. Any man, or bear for that matter, who wanted to be with her would have to accept her less-than-pristine history. She wondered if these two shifters had seen her as most others do, on first impression: young, sweet, innocent, if slightly sassy. A good girl. Now that she had shattered her clean-cut image, would they still want to be with her?

  Even if they did, she was a wanted woman. What kind
of person in their right mind would want to become an accomplice to a criminal? They could get themselves in trouble. Jules knew she was bad news for anyone who wasn’t a complete fool.

  She sighed. Her stomach churned painfully with hunger pangs. Yesterday she’d barely eaten at all after breakfast, besides a few bites from that can of beans. Her body wasn’t used to it, and now it was screaming out in protest.

  She peeked her head out the open door and stepped outside into the warm morning sunshine. The land around her was crisp and gorgeous, and the sky was a deep blue without a cloud to be seen anywhere. She remembered suddenly that she’d seen a blackberry bush not far from here, right before she’d spotted the cabin. She looked around, trying to get her bearings. Then she saw the fallen log where she’d originally walked from and headed in that direction.

  After walking a few minutes, she spotted those same blackberry bushes off in the distance. She approached them, her stomach eager to be filled with the sweet black flesh of the ripe berries. It wouldn’t do enough to fill her, but it would be a start.

  Something in her periphery suddenly caught her attention. There was a broken tree trunk, the inside hollowed out. A grayish green fabric peeked out, so she stepped over to investigate. Inside the trunk was a large backpack.

  Her interest piqued, she pulled it out and set it on the ground. There was a Yellowstone emblem pressed on the front. She opened it up and began digging through it. It was stuffed with clothes, she realized. Not just any clothes. She held up an olive green short-sleeved shirt. On the front pocket, over the heart, was a pin that read:

  YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK

  LAW ENFORCEMENT RANGER

  CARTER STAMPER