Koala Bear Buns: A BBW Bear Shifter Menage Paranormal Romance Novella (The Twelve Dancing Bears Book 6)

by Sable Sylvan

  “Did they put you in the middle?” asked Bruce.

  “They tried not to, but, you know how things can be,” said Natalie. “Or maybe, you don’t. I don’t know. I remember I would sit at the top of the stairs, listening to my parents fight. I held onto my best friend for dear life. The only thing that mattered to me more than this key.” Natalie fingered the silver necklace around her neck. The silver key had remained safe and secure on her neck ever since the koalas had retrieved it for her.

  “Your best friend?” asked Bruce.

  “Yeah, you’ll think it’s silly, but…growing up, I didn’t have a lot of friends,” explained Natalie. “My parents shared custody of me. That meant that every weekend was spent with my dad and every weekday was spent with my mom. I wasn’t able to do things like go to parties or join clubs because I couldn’t stand breaking my dad’s heart by skipping one of our visits.”

  “But then, who was your best friend?” asked Zach.

  “It’s gonna sound ridiculous, but…growing up, my best friend was Patrick, the platypus,” said Natalie. “Patrick was a stuffed animal I had as a kid, a big platypus, from the time my parents took me to the zoo for my fifth birthday. I took that toy everywhere. It became threadbare, and when I was nine, my mom sent the platypus to a doll hospital to get fixed up. The hospital never sent the plushie back. I guess it got lost in the mail.”

  “And ever since then…you haven’t felt safe or secure because you haven’t had your stuffed animal?” asked Bruce.

  “I never thought about it like that, but, you’re right,” admitted Natalie. “It sounds childish, wanting a platypus that’ll solve all your problems for you, by just being there to give you hugs and listen to your problems. But, if it weren’t for Patrick, I’d probably be much worse off. Every child needs a friend, even one that can’t talk back.”

  “Natalie…I think you may have just solved the mystery of our mate marks,” said Zach.

  “I have?” asked Natalie. “How?”

  “The marks on our chest, of a duck, and of a beaver…they have to be about your platypus,” said Bruce. “A platypus looks like a mix between a duck and a beaver, after all. Maybe, fate’s trying to tell you that, in a way, you have found your platypus again. We’re your platypus, the two of us. And trust us…”

  “…You can hug us, talk to us, and take us anywhere you want,” promised Zach. “You never have to be worried. We’ll always be with you, no matter what.”

  “You…you two,” started Natalie. “How…how did I not see it before? It has to be true. Why the heck else would you have those marks on your chest?”

  “Exactly,” said Bruce. “We were put in your life for a reason…to be your fated mates.”

  “And to bring you back that key,” said Zach. “What do you say, Natalie? One mystery’s been solved today…what about solving a second?”

  “You mean, opening the heart?” asked Natalie. “Yes. I think I might finally be ready. But, isn’t there one more mystery we have to solve?”

  “What mystery?” asked Bruce.

  “The mystery of whether or not you two are my fated mates, of course,” said Natalie. “I’m not afraid. With you two by my side, I know that I won’t ever have anything to worry about. My friend Diane, the one who contacted you two and reconnected us, she told me to let myself be vulnerable, to be honest, and that when I did that, I could finally find…love.”

  “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” asked Zach.

  “Yes,” said Natalie. “I love you, Zach. And Bruce, I love you so much. I want to take this to the next level. I’m not scared anymore. I’m ready.”

  Chapter Eight

  “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” asked Bruce.

  “Yes,” said Natalie. “Please…take me.”

  Bruce started to pack the stuff up, but Natalie put a hand on his arm. He turned towards his curvy goddess.

  “What is it?” asked Bruce.

  “When I said I was ready now, I meant I was ready now,” said Natalie. “Right here, right now, where only the moon and stars can witness our lovemaking.”

  “You don’t have to tell me twice,” said Bruce, pulling Natalie up so that she was sitting on his lap.

  As Bruce made out with Natalie, Zach started to disrobe. After all, he couldn’t let Bruce have all the fun. As Zach pulled off his shirt, Natalie caught a glimpse of his abs in the moonlight and couldn’t believe she was so frikkin’ lucky to have not just one hot hunk, but two.

  Bruce pulled away, and Zach got between Natalie’s legs. Natalie wrapped her legs around Zach’s waist and felt his throbbing shaft against her sex. She couldn’t help but push Zach up and then, back, down onto the ground, before undoing his pants. Underneath her, the koala who could’ve tossed her aside if he tried, let the curvy fertility goddess above him have her way with him.

  “I’ve never had two inside of me at the same time,” said Natalie. “Will…will it hurt?”

  “Not if we’re careful,” promised Zach. “Do you trust us?”

  “Absolutely,” said Natalie.

  Bruce stripped off his shirt, revealing the beaver mark again. Natalie looked to Zach. He had the duck mark on his chest, on display. Natalie reached out to touch Zach’s chest but stopped herself.

  “Can I…can I touch them?” asked Natalie shyly.

  “Of course you can,” said Bruce, taking Natalie’s hand in his and putting it on his chest.

  The mark was warm. Natalie hadn’t expected that. Was Bruce’s whole body warm, or just the mark? Natalie moved her hand over Bruce’s firm pecs. His chest was warm, but the mark was especially warm. Did that mean something? Natalie traced lines around the mark and watched as Bruce’s eyes closed, and he bit his lower lip. Natalie brushed her hand over the mark. The mark was raised off of the skin, all a smooth texture, with the exception of the tail of the beaver. The tail had a waffle pattern.

  “Is it just me or…” started Natalie.

  “The tail, it’s got a funny texture,” said Bruce. “I know.”

  “I like it,” said Natalie. “It might just be my favorite part.”

  “Really?” asked Bruce. “It’s not weird?”

  “Trust me, that’s not weird,” said Zach. “You know about the thing on my mark.”

  “What thing on your mark?” asked Natalie.

  “You’ll have to examine me and find out, doctor,” teased Zach.

  Natalie used her other hand to explore Zach’s chest. Just like Bruce, his mate mark was noticeably warmer than the rest of his chest. She brushed her hand over Zach’s chest. The mark was raised from his chest just like Bruce’s mark was raised from Bruce’s chest. She ran her hand over the mark but didn’t feel a different pattern at first. Zach moved her hand so that it was over the duck’s head, and that’s when Natalie felt it. The bill on the chest was slightly raised, and there was a sort of lip in the center, with a slight indent, as if she was feeling a real duck’s bill from the side. Okay, maybe not a real duck’s bill, but the bill of a statue of a duck, a statue created by someone who had taken a lot of artistic license.

  “You both have a special part on your mate marks,” said Natalie. “Interesting. What does it mean?”

  “No clue,” said Zach. “But…not to be crude, are we done with show and tell?”

  “Yeah, I’m ready for the main event,” said Natalie.

  Natalie got up and disrobed for the two nude men, who sat on the blanket and watched as Natalie gave them a private show. Her curves had been hidden by the loose clothing she’d worn, which needed to be much tighter, in their opinion, to show off her feminine curves. Her bosom filled out her lace bra, nearly spilling out of the top and sides of the cup. She unclasped the bra and revealed her silky soft chest to the men whose chests she just couldn’t get enough of, before lowering her skirt and finally, her lacy panties. All she was wearing now was the silver key.

  “Do you…like what you see?” asked Natalie.

  “No,
I don’t like it,” said Bruce. “I love it.”

  Bruce reached a hand out to Natalie, who took it. Zach guided Natalie onto Bruce’s lap. Zach was touching himself while Bruce entered Natalie. Bruce slid into Natalie with ease, and it took all his strength not to explode inside of her as soon as he entered her. Bruce was a man who prided himself on his stamina, but Natalie made it hard for him to stay hard because he wanted to blast her full of his seed. It was Bruce’s koala that told him to think of something else, to maintain his erection. After all, this was his first time with Natalie, and he had to make it special. The koala told Bruce to think about things like cleaning his room, anything but about how much he wanted to let loose his hot white cum and drench Natalie from the inside out with his seed.

  Once Natalie was steadily on Bruce, Zach positioned himself behind Natalie, teasing her entrance with the tip of his cock.

  “Are you gonna enter me?” asked Natalie. “I don’t think I’m ready.”

  “You’re not,” said Zach. “And no, I’m gonna get you ready, though.”

  “How?” asked Natalie.

  “You’ll just have to wait and find out,” said Zach.

  Zach pressed the head of his cock against Natalie’s entrance as Bruce thrust up and into Natalie from below her. The feeling of Zach’s cock wanting to enter her, even while she was filled with Bruce’s thick shaft, drove Natalie wild. Her honeypot glistened with new moisture, and that’s when Zach, keeping his left hand on his shaft and his cock’s head ready and in position to rub against Natalie’s sex, took his right hand and pressed a finger along Bruce’s cock.

  When Bruce next entered Natalie, she felt filled by an even greater fullness.

  “Did you just get harder?” asked Natalie.

  “I’m already at full powder, baby,” said Bruce. “No, that’s Zach.”

  “Zach? But I thought he was…bigger,” said Natalie.

  “I am, that’s just a finger,” said Zach with a laugh. “Let’s get you opened up before we fill you up, doll.”

  Natalie’s body adjusted to the feeling of Zach’s finger. Zach slowly added another finger, then, a third. Once Natalie was able to take all three with ease, he knew that it was time to give her the real treat.

  “Are you ready?” asked Zach.

  “I’m ready,” said Natalie.

  Zach pulled his three fingers, and when Natalie moved up next, he pressed his cock up and into her honeypot. He angled himself with Bruce so that they could both enter Natalie at the same time.

  Natalie was physically ready to take Zach, but she had no clue just how amazing the experience of being taken by two men at the same time would feel. She had thought it would feel similar to being filled by Zach’s fingers, but it wasn’t. Other than the fact that she was taking around the same amount of flesh, it was nothing like that at all.

  Zach’s fingers didn’t have a thick head that pressed against her G-spot with every thrust.

  Zach’s fingers didn’t have throbbing, pulsing veins that pushed back against her clenching walls.

  And Zach’s fingers certainly didn’t make a salty-sweet lubricant that helped Zach and Bruce enter her more deeply with every thrust.

  Natalie felt like she was in absolute ecstasy. It felt so good that it almost hurt so she had to go back to taking their cocks with alternating motions of her hips on and off their thick shafts. It was nonetheless a mind-blowing experience. With every thrust back onto Zach, she was filled with Zach’s cock, and with every push back onto Bruce, Bruce entered her with his meat. With every move off of Zach’s hips, she was met with a thrust from Bruce. With every pull from Bruce, she was met with a push from Zach. No matter what, she was either filled or being filled, and they made love to her harder, faster, and better than a single man could’ve.

  The best part was, now, Natalie was able to take them both at the same time. After she had got used to taking their alternating cocks, she was able to take them at the same time for longer periods. Bruce and Zach would pull in and out of her at the same time. They would fill her at the same, their cock heads pressing hard against the inner base of her pleasure walls and massaging her from the inside out, while their hands explored her luscious curves, leaving no inch of Natalie’s body untouched. The day they’d had was like something out of a fairytale, but having sex with two hot hunks on a picnic under the stars, well, that was something out of a fantasy.

  Natalie’s supple, tender curves pushed back onto Zach and then back to Bruce. This made it so that at any given time, one of the koala shifter’s cocks was in the ‘lead,’ able to enter her more deeply than the other’s. Of course, Natalie was fair, alternating which cock was dominating the other with every stroke. It was hard to tell where one of the shifters ended and the other began because they were so in sync that it felt like they must be sharing one body, if not one soul.

  That’s when the two men did something Natalie wouldn’t’ve expected in a million years.

  They flipped over. Zach and Bruce kept a hold of Natalie as Bruce and Zach both stood up, Natalie on Bruce’s cock as Zach lay down. Bruce lowered himself down with Natalie, pulling out so that Natalie was in reverse cowgirl position over Zach’s cock. Zach pressed into Natalie, and in the second stroke, Bruce entered Natalie, who was lying between the two men, her legs wrapping themselves around Bruce again.

  “What the heck just happened?” asked Natalie.

  “We just blew your mind, and that’s not the only thing that’s gonna blow,” said Bruce.

  “You mean…” started Natalie.

  “That’s right,” said Zach. “You close, babe?”

  “So close,” said Natalie.

  “Then let’s get you a little closer,” said Zach.

  Bruce pulled out of Natalie and pressed his wet cock against her clit before moving back and pressing into her. Every stroke consisted of him either pressing her clit or filling her, while Zach kept on pistoning into Natalie, hard. Every single time Bruce re-entered her, it felt like the first time she’d been double penetrated all over again, and it made her body go abso-frikkin’-lutely wild.

  The attention from the two men was too hot for Natalie to handle. She felt like she was burning up from the inside, her body a paper furnace, producing the flames needed to burn her body to cinders. She had never felt like this before. Zach and Bruce both were lavishing their entire focus on her, and they knew what they were doing, and they were doing it well. She’d never had chemistry like this with Randall, not ever, but even though it was her first time with the shifters, it just felt…right. Perfect. Agonizingly perfect. The pleasure, it was nearly too much for her body to take, to the point it almost felt painful. Natalie needed her release.

  “Oh my, oh my gosh,” moaned Natalie. “I’m…”

  Before Natalie could finish her sentence, it happened. She came. Her petals warmed and pulsated around Bruce and Zach’s cocks, releasing a sweet nectar that enveloped their shafts. Her body was pulling their bodies even closer inside of her. She had never felt such ecstasy before, nor had they. Neither Bruce nor Zach could hold back. They had to cum, and cum they did, flooding Natalie’s body with their white batter, as foamy and thick as a Pavlova.

  As they experienced the climax together, something amazing happened in front of Natalie’s eyes. Both Bruce and Zach started to glow.

  The beaver on Bruce’s chest was lined with what looked like liquid gold running in magma-like veins under his skin. The gold outlined the black shape of the beaver on his chest. But, the mark started to change. The mark itself shifted as if the beaver on Bruce’s chest was alive. It wasn’t merely alive. It was evolving. Its face lengthened, with a yellow flat brim coming out of the head of the beaver. The tail smoothened, the waffle texture disappearing as the pits puffed up to match the rest of the tail.

  Meanwhile, Zach’s chest changed as well. The duck on Zach’s chest was outlined in gold too. Then, just as Bruce’s beaver had, Zach’s duck seemed to move. It was animated, flying, and then, the a
nimation stopped. The duck stopped moving, but instead, it was growing a tail, in brown. The tail was paddle-like, like the tail on the mark on Zach’s chest.

  What was left was neither Bruce’s beaver nor Zach’s duck. No, what was left was a hybrid animal, its golden beak permanently engraved onto Bruce’s chest, its dark brown tail painted onto Zach’s chest. It was…

  “…A platypus,” said Natalie, reaching up to touch their chests. “Wow. Your marks, they both turned…into a platypus.”

  “We’re your fated mates,” said Bruce. “Zach and I, we’re a package. We’ve known since we met that we must have a connection. We knew that the connection meant we must share a fated mate. I guess our mate marks have a mind of their own.”

  “But…how did you know?” asked Natalie.

  “Call it instinct, or…call it fate,” said Zach. “We were obviously right. You’re the only one for us, Natalie. You always have been, and…you always will be.”

  Bruce and Zach cleaned up the picnic blankets while Natalie got dressed. Once the entire trio was dressed, they headed back to the parking lot through the forest.

  As Natalie got up, Zach picked her up and put her on top of his shoulders. It happened so quickly that it took her a second to realize her feet were off the ground.

  “Hey, what’s the big idea?” asked Natalie.

  “The woods are dark at night,” said Zach.

  “But what about the lights that lead from the parking lot to the meadow?” asked Natalie.

  “We’re not taking that route back,” said Zach.

  Bruce carried the picnic stuff while Zach carried Natalie. They entered the forest and then, slightly doglegged and took another path, a path that wasn’t full of branches like Natalie thought it would be. It was as if the path had been made with purpose, but meant to be hidden.

  “Where are we?” asked Natalie. “Why are we going this way?”

  “You’ll see,” said Bruce. “Just watch. Let your eyes adjust to the dark, and soon enough…you’ll see.”