Bonded To The Pack (Military Werewolf Menage FMMMM Steamy Romance) (5 page)

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.

"Sorry sir."

"Moore, there's nothing I can do. Sign-out sheet says you're responsible for these tools, I can't let you back until you've turned them in."

"Are you...kidding me chief?" I looked around at the swiftly darkening woods. "It's quitting time."

"No ride back to town until you find those tools," he said, and I swear I heard a touch of glee in his voice. "Sorry Moore, hope you dressed warm."

I stammered and sputtered as he hopped into his Jeep. The rest of the crew followed in the bus and I swear I saw Barnard's cheerfully grinning face pressed up in the window like a naughty schoolboy. I swung both of my middle fingers in the air, swearing and vowing my revenge, but the only response I got was a lungful of diesel exhaust for my troubles.

I sat down heavily on a fallen tree, trying to keep the misery from flooding in. It was a ten mile drive back into town where we were bunked. I could start walking now. But then I'd roll in at two or three in the morning to the chorus of insults and I didn't really feel like dealing with those assholes after what they just did to me. I had water and a bit of food left over from my sack lunch. If they wanted me to prove how tough I was well then fuck it. I'd show them what a lumber
jill
was really made of. A night in the woods wouldn't kill me.

The night was creeping in fast. The first thing I needed was shelter. I scrambled down to the end of the log, where the fallen tree's roots had dug a kind of hollow in the ground. I could put my hood over my head and pull it tight. That would keep the bugs from crawling in my ears. I’d be uncomfortable, but at least I’d stay warm and dry.  I shuddered and tried to psych myself up. "You can do this, Anna," I said out loud. "You're made of tough stuff."

I heard a snuffling growl, as if in reply. The dark forest was becoming blacker, but it seemed like part of the shadowy trees had detached themselves in three distinct places. In the dwindling light of twilight, I could see three shapes moving across the clearing, like boulders that had gained the ability to move. The hair stood up on the back of my neck before my mind could catch up. I backed myself into the hollow and shrank down.

Bears.

I knew there were bears in these woods, but when you're behind the wheel of a five ton piece of machinery, you tend not to pay attention to anything so silly as a dangerous animal. In my skidder, I was in an impenetrable fortress, protected by reinforced steel. Now? Now I may as well be naked and served up on a platter that said, "Eat me."

The bears were growing larger in the gloom, and I realized with a sinking heart that they were getting closer to me. Honing in, like the predators they were. I probably smelled of fear to them, in fact I'm sure I positively stank of it. I was willing to bet that it made me smell delicious.

I felt a cry for help bubble up from my throat and I clapped my lips tightly around it. There wasn’t another human for miles, and I wasn’t about to let my fool self get eaten. The bears were only yards away from me now, but the wind was coming from their direction. There was still the possibility that they didn't know I was here.

And then the strangest thing happened. I don't know if it was a trick of the waning light, maybe my eyes playing tricks on me instead, but the bears seemed for a moment to waver. They stopped and seemed to ...shift, their bodies becoming indistinct and shadowy. There was a noise like rushing water and suddenly the bears were gone.

In their place stood the shadowy forms of three huge men.

I had barely had time to wrap my mind around this new information when there was a sudden flare of light. The man in the middle of the group suddenly swung a torch high above his head, casting dancing light amidst the shadows. The fiery pool illuminated three rugged, handsome faces.

Three rugged, handsome, and extremely
angry
looking faces. 

The men strode towards me with a purpose and there was no way I could pretend that they didn't see me cowering in a hole in the dirt. I pressed my lips tightly together to keep from screaming.

"You there," the man in the center spoke, swinging out his torch so that the light fell on my face. "Why are you in our woods after dark?"

The torch shone down on me like a spotlight and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being interrogated. But the bear who turned into a man was now speaking directly to me. A quick pinch to my forearm made it clear that I was definitely not dreaming.

"Um, hi," I answered instead. For some reason it didn't seem wise to go into detail about asshole, sexist co-workers.

"Forgive him, Zachary is rude," the man on the left said in a smooth baritone. The one he called Zachary swung his torch back upward to shine on his face and if I hadn't been so scared I would have definitely shot him my most flirtatious grin. The speaker was tall and broad in all the best possible ways, a tall tree of a man I would definitely enjoy climbing.

He was also completely naked.

They all were, I suddenly realized. It made me feel both better and worse. Better because it showed they could be vulnerable. Worse because their vulnerability clearly didn't faze them one bit.

"Zachary is rude," the man on the left continued, "for not at least introducing us first. I am Denton and my brother over there is Calgary. You've already met Zachary."

"I'm Anna," I squeaked. When a bear-man addresses you, you can't help but answer him.

"Anna," Calgary spoke slowly, like he was tasting my name on his tongue. "Anna you don't strike me as being like the others, why are you here?"

"The...others?" I asked. The sun had disappeared completely from the sky and the ground beneath me was chilled. I shifted uncomfortably in my hole.

"The ones who come in here with their machines and destroy our land," Zachary growled savagely, sounding every bit like the bear he had been a moment ago.

"Oh," I squeaked and swallowed again. "The logging team you mean?"

"Yes," Denton said stiffly. "We chose tonight to come and treat with you, to beg you to stop destroying the land we call home, the one that our ancestors have patrolled for generations."

"Not to ask," Zachary growled. "To demand."

"Now Zachary...," Denton admonished.

"Brothers!" Calgary called. "Let Anna speak. I apologize for their direct nature; we rarely have need for words within the forest."

"Um, thank you," I said as the three men went silent and looked at me expectantly. There was something very alike in them, like a matched set carved from the same block of stone, but each was somehow different too. Zachary had eyes that snapped cold emerald fire as he glared at me in the torchlight. Denton's eyes were a warm topaz, nearly yellow, fiery like the sun that had just slipped below the hills. Calgary's eyes were dark, nearly black like the shadows that surrounded us.  "Are you really brothers?" I asked, feeling stupid.

"We belong to the same clan. We share everything," Denton clarified, and there was heavy meaning in the way he said the word "everything."

"Oh," I said, feeling a small thrill shiver down my spine. I had no idea why it did that. Nor did I understand why I felt a deep clutching sensation in my core.

I looked back up and shivered to see those torchlit eyes. They were all watching me intently; ready to hang on my every word.

I shifted. Sitting on the ground was getting very uncomfortable. I stood up and stamped my feet, willing the blood to flow to my extremities again. "I am not who you need to speak with," I said, feeling almost sad. "I only work for the company that is extracting the lumber. My foreman, Rich Hawkins," I tried not to spit as I said his name, "would be your best bet, but even he isn't the one who is completely in charge."

The three men looked at me, and I felt almost ashamed. Like I had disappointed them. I scrambled up out of my hole and planted my feet on the ground in front of them. "But," I went on, hopefully. "I can for sure take word of your grievances back into town and make sure they reach the right set of ears." I crossed my arms over my chest and nodded, hoping that I projected more confidence than I felt.

Zachary growled low, but Denton nodded eagerly. "If you would, you would have our gratitude."

"The destruction cannot go on," Calgary lamented.

But Zachary still glowered at me. "If you do this," he rumbled in a bass tone that I felt clear down to my toes, "you need to know what is at stake."

"I do," I nodded fiercely. "Your home, ancestors, all that. I totally get it."

"No," Zachary said as he reached for my arm, "I don't think that you do."

His thick fingers closed gently but firmly around my upper arm, and his fingertips burned like they were on fire from within. I made a small sound and tried to move away, but he only pulled me closer. I felt Denton and Calgary move to flank me on either side as Zachary brought me so close to him that I no longer needed the torch to see every inch of his skin. "Come with me," he urged, in an entirely new tone of voice. This one didn't rumble through me, it sang, vibrating down my spine so that I shivered even though his body heat had me warmed through and through. Without waiting for an answer, he began to lead me down the clearing, holding me close to his side.

I followed blindly, the darkness of the forest now near total. But Zachary moved expertly, leading me on a wending path through the shadowy trees that had me completely turned around in moments. In spite of being utterly lost and at their mercy, I felt strangely at ease. I wanted to know what they wanted from me. My curiosity was nearly burning me up.

"Careful now," Zachary urged, and jumped down into blackness.

I hovered at the edge of an unseen precipice, my heart hammering in my throat. "Zachary?" I squeaked? "I can't see!"

"I've got you," Denton said smoothly in my ear, and I felt myself lifted gently aloft. He carried me like I weighed absolutely nothing and the feeling of safety I felt when he held me was almost as strong as the deep rush of desire that suddenly flamed inside of me. I could barely see him, but I could smell the scent of the forest on his skin, the deep pitchy scent of the pines mixed with the loamy scent of earth and beneath than a darker, more primal scent that stirred something deep inside of me.

Denton passed me to a pair of unseen hands, and I found myself lowered gently down to the ground. Zachary's face was there in front of me, that same scent mingling in my nose, so strong I could nearly taste it. I licked my lips.