by Nikki Wild
Her breathing slowed, and eventually Derrick let his hand fall away from her mouth.
“What the hell are you?” she asked.
“Werebears.”
“Shut up,” she scoffed, looking around at the four of them. She only hoped this was some kind of a joke. “That kind of shit only exists in movies and crappy science fiction books.”
As she spoke, Evan’s body twisted back into its original state. His muscles and sinews slithered like snakes, reshaping his form until once more resembled the gorgeous creature she had only just been touching herself while thinking about.
“Do you really believe that after what we’ve just shown you?” he asked, his voice a low and serious. Everything about it made her want to crawl to him and spread her legs nice and wide.
Am I actually getting turned on by this?! she asked herself, nervously chewing on her lip as she began an internal debate regarding her own sanity.
Beside her, Derrick took a deep breath through his nose, letting it out with a primal growl. “She’s wet, Evan.”
“I—” she began, but suddenly all four men were crowding around her. Evan moved like quicksilver, standing over her and taking in her scent.
“You’re right,” he said, his voice sending a shiver through her entire being. “She’s practically soaked.”
Sarah tried to protest, to deny her own arousal, but the sensation of the men crowding around her was driving her absolutely wild. A part of her wanted to resist the overwhelming tide of desire, but she quickly succumbed to the swelling current of her own needs.
“I think we might have found a way to keep her quiet,” Tyler said, a smirk creeping up along the corners of his mouth.
“Please,” Sarah finally choked out, looking up into their faces. She wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but having them all around her felt so right, so perfect. Her gaze fell to their jeans. All of them were sporting matching bulges beneath the fabric over their crotches. “God, I won’t be able to choose just one…”
“Why choose?” Evan said, a chuckle rolling from his lips for the first time since they’d met. It sent her entire body shivering.
“Yes!” Sarah hissed, parting her lips as each of the men around her started to unzip. One by one they revealed their enormous cocks, each one seemingly bigger than the last. Evan’s was nice and thick, his shaft throbbing with veins that made Sarah’s tongue practically hang out of her mouth.
Tyler’s cock was the longest, sleek and curved elegantly. Luther and Derrick’s both measured the same, thick but longer than Evan’s own behemoth. The two of them hung lazily before her as Derrick gripped his base and stroked slowly.
Sarah crawled up onto all fours, brushing her lips first along Evan’s shaft, then slowly taking his wide tip into her mouth. As if on autopilot, she reached out for Derrick and Luther’s monstrous dicks, stroking them together as her head began to bob up and down around their leader’s throbbing cock.
The three of them groaned and Sarah could feel their members quiver at her touch. Something inside of her awoke as she pleasured the horny werebears, a deep and inexplicable desire to be filled. She’d been fucked plenty of times in her life, though no one had ever fulfilled her the way she’d always dreamed. She wanted to be taken and used, fucked in every hole until she could barely stand. Maybe this was her chance.
And wouldn’t it be nice to get back at Tom? Tom, the man who had required she sleep with only him while he was out fucking whoever he pleased? Tom, who had never satisfied her the way any of these handsome, burly men surely could?
Yes, it would be nice to let these men use her, but to use them as well. She’d use them to fuck away any memory of Tom and the pain he’d caused her. She’d used them to take back her heart and her sexuality, too.
“I’ll be a good girl. I promise,” she moaned, looking up into Evan’s eyes. “All I want is a nice, thick cock in my cunt in return.”
“Why settle for just one?” Tyler growled as he stroked his own cock, watching as Sarah pleasured his clan-mates.
“She couldn’t take all of us,” Derrick said, moaning as he felt Sarah squeeze him ever-so-gently.
“Try me,” she said, smirking up at him before beckoning Tyler to come closer. Her lips slid around the youngest werebear’s needful prick as she took him in, finding him much easier to fit in her mouth than Evan. She looked over at the others as her head slid up and down along their clan-brother’s cock, moaning out loudly.
Her pussy had soaked through her panties with renewed longing. The crotch of her jeans was damp with the lust that practically gushed from her slit. She needed something inside of her—someone, anyone!
“It’s so fucking hot in here,” she moaned, and as if taking that as their cue, the other three werebears began to pull and tear at her clothing. Her jeans and blouse ripped under the force of their supernatural strength, falling away from her like tissue paper and leaving only the remnants of her panties and bra behind.
Sarah ran her fingers along her chasm, showing them just how wet her sweet little honeypot had gotten for them. She bit her lip and looked up into their hungry faces. “Who’s first?”
Evan let out a growl as he lifted her up and put her onto her back, spreading her legs wide as he crawled on top of her. She could feel his cock pressing against her warm flesh just before he plunged it deep inside of her.
She let out a cry of surprise, a sharp pain rushing through her that morphed into the most satisfying kind of pleasure. This was what she’d been missing, and it would make her forget all about Tom and his shitty new girlfriend. Why pine over one cock when she could have four?
Evan’s throbbing member pushed deep inside of her aching cunt, filling her with every glorious inch. She moaned in ecstasy, bucking her hips as the fear of being broken in half began to subside. It felt so perfect the way he almost split her in two—and yet she craved more.
“Fuck! It’s so fucking good!” she wailed, her eyes locking onto Luther as he watched. “Don’t you want to fuck my pretty mouth?”
The werebear groaned in response as he crawled across the bed toward her. She slid herself from around Evan’s cock momentarily, then got onto all fours again to better service Evan and Luther as she took their cocks at either end.
She could feel Luther pulsating between her lips, his dick fitting easily down her throat as she worked him deeper and deeper with every bob of her head. She could taste salt on his skin as her tongue lapped and whirled around his tip.
Evan moaned as he mounted her from behind, driving his cock deep inside of her weeping cunt once more. Sarah grunted around Luther’s shaft as she took him all the way to the back of her throat, nearly gagging on his girth. They were both so big, so perfect.
“Fuck!” she cried as she came up for air. “More! Please, I need more!”
“Hungry little slut, isn’t she?” Tyler laughed, striding over and whispering something into Evan’s ear. She couldn’t see the massive alpha behind her, but the almost sinister chuckle that rose from his lips made her heart skip a beat.
Without warning, Evan’s cock slid from her pussy once again. She felt the bed behind her shift as someone began to wriggle their way beneath her as she knelt on all fours. Tyler’s smirking face appeared below her, and soon she felt his long cock slipping up between her pussy lips and right against her spot.
Sarah yelped, biting on her lip to stifle the noise before she took Luther into her mouth once again. “Fuck! Move it just like that, baby!” she whimpered as she licked along Luther’s shaft.
As Tyler and Luther fucked her from either end, she searched her field of vision for any sign of Evan, unsure of what he had planned. Instead of Evan, however, she laid her eyes on Derrick, watching the three of them with cock in hand and stroking it furiously.
“Poor thing. Come over here and let me do that for you,” she purred, reaching out and grasping his rod firmly around the base and beginning to pump him up and down.
Without warning, Sarah felt
a slick pressure against her asshole, and her eyes widened as she turned to see who was trying to penetrate her virgin hole. But when she tried to turn her head, Luther held it in place, gripping her long blonde hair to keep her sucking nice and hard on his dick.
“Just relax,” Evan cooed from behind her. She closed her eyes and did her best to breathe, letting her lower body relax into the slow pressure the massive werebear was putting against her untouched star.
“I’ve never—” she gasped, chewing nervously on her lip before continuing to service the other three. She could feel Luther and Tyler starting to swell within her, the yummy tang of Luther’s pre-cum coating her throat .
“That just makes it all the sweeter,” Evan laughed before pressing the very tip of his enormous cock past the tightness of her asshole.
“Fuck!” she screamed, hardly caring if Tina heard her. Let her hear, let her wonder—let her be jealous. “Evan! It’s too big! It’s not gonna fit!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit.” Evan spat onto his cock, rubbing his saliva around his tip before plunging it slowly inside of her again.
He worked himself deeper and deeper into her ass as his clan-mates pounded away at her other holes. Luther was growling and moaning, so close to letting himself loose inside of her mouth that she could almost taste his impending gush flowing down her throat.
The longer Tyler pounded into her from beneath, the more she relaxed and the more she came to enjoy the snug sensation of Evan’s dick wedged within her, finally buried up to his big, heavy balls inside of her.
“God, yes! That’s it, boys, fuck me like a good little whore!”
Her back arched as she felt the pressure in her hips building. Tyler’s thrusting against her spot was driving her closer to her own impending orgasm, a massive tidal wave of pleasure just begging to be unleashed.
Evan’s cock began to slip easily in and out of her ass as she begged for more. He throbbed and pulsed inside her tightness, and soon he began to swell within her, signaling his own coming torrent of cum.
“Fuck! That’s it. Don’t you dare hold back!” she squealed, alternating between sucking Luther and Derrick off, moaning around their dicks as her hips bucked and writhed. She held her breath and screwed her eyes shut, willing herself past the edge and down into the whirling maelstrom of her climax.
A hot sensation filled her as Evan’s thrusts became so much easier. He let out a savage roar of triumph, his hips slamming against the meat of her plump ass, pounding inside of her just the way she’d always desired.
“I’m cumming!” she cried, her entire body tensing all at once before she lost all control, her hips squirming and her arms shuddering under her own weight.
“Fuck!” Luther breathed, his cock spurting a torrent of his white hot cum all over her as she stroked his thick, meaty shaft. He snarled as jet after jet of his milky seed spilled over her hand and all the way down her arm.
As he watched his clan-mate jizz all over Sarah’s hand, Derrick too let out a cry of ecstasy, his eyes closing as Sarah felt the hot gush of his spunk flowing down her throat. She almost gagged again, but happily gulped down the werebear’s yummy cum as she regained her composure.
“So fucking good!” she murmured as Evan slid himself out of her spent ass. She sat back onto Tyler’s thighs, smirking down at him and still riding the high of her orgasm. “Your turn.”
Her hips worked in unison with Tyler’s, and soon she felt his slender cock twitching and pulsing deep inside of her. She closed her eyes as he rammed himself again and again into her spot, threatening to bring her to climax once more.
Tyler slammed his hips up into hers, his werebear strength turning what would have been gentle motions into ravaging thrusts. Sarah shrieked, feeling him swelling within her just before his own climax rushed over him, followed closely by Sarah’s second.
She collapsed on top of Tyler as they rode the wave of their release together, breathing against one another as the other werebears lay around them, panting and growling in satisfaction.
“You’re ours now,” Evan purred, running his fingers through her hair. “We’ve claimed you for our clan. We can’t let you leave with the secret you carry.”
“I’m in no position to argue with that, especially if you intend to fuck me like that again,” Sarah cooed in reply.
“Why wait?” Luther said with a smirk as he pulled her closer to him, his cock already hard and ready to go once again. Sarah couldn’t deny that the thought of being their personal fuck-toy appealed to her more than she’d ever imagined, and moreover, that taking their seed again and again made thrilled her unlike anything else ever had.
“But what about my friend?” she asked Evan. “What about Tina?”
“Well,” he answered, brushing his lips past hers, “we’ll just have to hope that Sebastien is as convincing as we are.” And he flashed an animal grin that Sarah couldn’t help but return.
She hoped Tina would stay. Her friend deserved this kind of happiness in her life. And with five gorgeous, powerful men to take care of them and choose from, what more could a girl ever need?
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Did you enjoy Taken by Two Alphas? You’ll love “BOUND TO THE WEREBEARS”!
BOUND TO THE WEREBEARS
(BBW WEREBEAR SHIFTER MENAGE EROTIC ROMANCE)
Tough talking logger Anna Moore is used to dealing with adversity. As the only woman on her crew, she gives as good as she gets, until a horrible prank by her crew chief leaves her stranded in the bear infested woods overnight.
Bear shifters Zachary, Denton, and Calgary are tired of humans encroaching on their territory. When they spy Anna alone after dark, they decide it's the perfect time to plead their case.
None of them were prepared for the animal attraction that grabbed hold of them. Anna is about to find out that the woods can be a wild place indeed!
Here’s a little taste of BOUND TO THE WEREBEARS:
"Moore, where the hell is your equipment?" the foreman snarled.
I looked down at my hands. It was the end of a long day in the forest and I was beat. I had been running the grapple skidder today, in charge of lengthening the skid road so the rest of the guys could be brought in. I didn't have any equipment with me but the keys in my hand.
"Not sure what you mean, chief," I tried to smile. Hawkins was an ass, and I know he hated having me on his crew. It made him look bad to have a chick, in spite of my finesse with the grapple. He refused to believe I was anything else but a liability.
"I have here on the equipment sign-out, you took three saws and a swivel grab. That's over four hundred dollars worth of company tools right next to your signature here," he stabbed a meaty finger into the clipboard. "You're gonna have to
go back and get it."
"But I don't...have it," I protested, staring at the sign-out sheet. There was my name, clearly visible, my bold signature taking up the entire box. But next to it was ticked off equipment I never laid a hand on.
I felt a sinking sensation in my chest. "Oh," I grunted. "Barnard."
"You goin' after Barnard again? I swear to God, this is why I can't deal with you lumberjills, always pissing and moaning about harassment and shit."
I gritted my teeth. "No one's pissing or moaning here, chief. Look there, you can clearly see those marks there don't look like this one here. Someone, most likely Barnard," I spat out his name, "was trying to fuck with me."
"Watch your tone with me, Moore," he warned, though he had just finished swearing at me first.
