Between Three Alphas (Steamy BBW Werebear Shifter FMMM Menage Romance) (2 page)

“What happens next,” Marcus explained, “is up to you.”

“Are you going to kill me?” I blurted out in fear. “I don’t want to die…and I’ve seen such beautiful things today…”

“Normally, yes. We would destroy you for daring to come anywhere near this sacred place.” Marcus paused, summing me up with his eyes. “But we know of the landslide that carried you down to the forest, and how the animals have coexisted beside you. You haven’t disturbed a single creature since coming to these woods, and they have offered you an immense respect. We, too, shall offer that grace to you,” he continued, “but only at a price.”

“And what’s that?”

“You will join our pack.

“You’re going to make me one of you? A shifter?” I asked incredulously.

“Of course, we can’t give you the gift. Our kind can only be born, not changed. However, were you to become our mate, willingly supply us with a litter of cubs to raise, you would become one with our life. We are the lords of this forest, and within our ranks you would see and experience incredible things available only to those close to nature. The choice is yours.”

“You want me to mate you,” I repeated incredulously. “What happens if I refuse?”

“We cannot allow you to spread word of this place to your kind,” Marcus explained matter-of-factly. “You are free to leave this grove, but you could never leave these woods alive. The scavengers would pick your bones clean before the sun rose once more.”

I gulped immediately.
The wildlife had been almost oblivious to me so far…but what happened if that changed?

But their offer was…intriguing. I stared at these three incredible men as they stood bared in front of me, their every blaring perfection in plain sight. Each shifter was graced with broad shoulders and chiseled abs, stretching down to long cocks that dangled at the ready. With handsome, cut faces and piercing green eyes that gazed upon me, I felt myself melting under their scrutiny.

“I don’t understand…why do you want
me?
There are
way
more attractive women out there…”

“You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen,” Marcus explained to me. “Your body is thick and strong, capable of withstanding our…needs. We can be rough, and we need someone who can hold her own between us. With your frame, you can take it from all sides at once, carry on with us…satisfy us.”

I felt my face reddening. I’d never been spoken to that way, not with such conviction. There had been times that I was with guys my age who were all talk, just desperate for a lay. Those were the only guys I had been able to fuck.

But this group of shifters – they looked at me differently.
Hungrily.
What they wanted, they knew I could supply, and they knew I could take it. Whereas I had never been truly appreciated before, these werebears wanted it rough, and hot, and they wanted it with
me.
It helped that they were completely fucking stunning in the looks department…

Even ignoring the threat that they had made, and their willingness to end my life right here and now, I would have done almost goddamn anything to fuck three handsome men like this. And here was the perfect opportunity, handed to me on a silver plate! It helped that they were some feral, so primal…it woke something deep in my loins, a burning passion that demanded fulfillment. Something deep inside me wanted
out
, and it knew that the best way was pinned between them…bared for them, broken down by them, shared like a chunk of meat.

But I wasn’t just a chunk of meat to them, not really. The clear hunger in their eyes was tempered with something else.
Respect.
They seriously wanted me to stay with them, long after this little “initiation” of theirs.

Rising up before them, I sauntered closer into the cool, collective gaze of their hungry eyes. “Well, if you’re going to mate me…there’s no better time than the present, is there, boys?”

They surrounded me in an instant, but held off just before taking the prize.

“Are you positive?” Marcus asked me. “We will only take you if you are sure…”

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts. “Better warm up the engines, boys…there’s a lot of me to satisfy…’

*              *              *              *

Marcus took the lead, pulling me to him in an animalistic kiss. His lips crashed against mine, and his tongue danced around my own in a small bout of feral passion. His hands found purchase along my wide cheeks, cradling my face against his own as our breathing grew heavy and rhythmic.

I felt two pairs of hands snake along my body, peeling at my dusty, ruined clothes. With his tongue in my mouth, I was too preoccupied to care as I heard the garments tearing. The shifters were impatient to free my curvaceous, plump body from its constraints; after a flurry of ripping fabric and grasping hands, I was stripped to my underwear between them.

Without a word shared, we all knew that wasn’t enough. Marcus kept my mouth occupied, pulling me tighter into his embrace as they discarded my bra and tugged my panties to my ankles. I could already feel his thick, rock-hard erection pressing up against my stomach, and as Marcus’ tongue flitted into my mouth again I grasped it in my hand and began to stroke the upper half.

The alpha of their pack let out a soft, satisfied growl at the touch of my fingers around his cock. His hands finding their way onto my shoulders, he pushed me down to my knees, and I eagerly obeyed. As I dropped, I allowed my lips to descend around the bulb of his engorged cock. Gently cradling his mighty balls in a cupped hand while I furiously stroked him with the other, I set about pleasing him with my mouth. My tongue teased the sensitive frenulum under the head of his shaft before sliding around his length. Pumping my lips up and down his girth, I felt his hands clasp around my head, forcing me to inhale him faster and push down harder. Luckily, my lack of gag reflex allowed me to accommodate him at the back of my throat, and he was soon hilting his generous length with my face. Clutching onto his hips, I felt his balls slapping against my chin with incredible fury as he dominated my lips.

The other two shifters wanted a piece of the action as well, and they came into view on either side with expectant, leering grins. Taking Denham and Zander’s own thick cocks into my hands, I gently squeezed their balls while tracing the veins up their throbbing shafts, finally gripping them in my fists. Able to please all three at once, I bobbed my rolling fists and tight lips down all three cocks at once, listening to the chorus of satisfied groans that pierced the nighttime air.

Marcus soon pulled free, pulling me back up to my feet and separated from the others. With incredible strength, his hands cupped under my cheeks and lifted me up against his chest, lowering my wet pussy against his thick, needful cock. I reached down to rub the head against my trembling slit, stimulating myself briefly before holding it in position. His hands lowered, and my lower lips began to part ways around the incredible, rock-hard erection, My pillowy thighs slid around the shifter’s waist, locking ankles into the crook in his lower back.

Our hips began to clash together as he supported me in mid-air, thrusting up into my quivering body. The other shifters stroked themselves and watched from either side as my body bounced against their alpha. My moans met his groans in a burst of bliss as we fell into a strong, steady flow of pounding hips.

Soon, I felt one of them press up against my ass. It was Denham, holding me still as his saliva-dripping cock pushed up against my hidden star. By being gentle but demanding, I felt the tip of his cock push into my ass before gradually letting him inch his way inside. Once he had closed most of the gap, the tempo resumed and I was soon bouncing between both rugged, sculpted shifters.

The passionate frenzy of incredible sex that assaulted my body was already threatening to push me over the edge. Denham’s hands slid up my curves until he was grasping my breasts firmly from behind, teasing my nipples with the graze of his fingers. My firm nubs practically puckered with pleasure as they tightened. Feeling both of them impaling me from either side sent shivers down my spine as the first climax slowly mounted, ready to completely eclipse my senses.

They picked up the pace, alternating their thrusts perfectly, and I felt my body go rigid. The wave of pleasure sent a burst of mind numbing blankness across my mind as I rode out the orgasm, and they continued to dominate my body. As I gasped out my fulfillment, my fingernails dug into their skin — one arm draped around Denham’s upper back while the other cradled Marcus’s neck.

After the orgasm was over, I was lowered to the ground. Marcus slid against the grass as I found myself sliding into a straddle over his hips, lining his cock up to hilt it in a single thrust. Denham took a crouch behind me, impaling my ass on his erection once more, and Zander finally joined the party with his bobbing cock pressing against my lips.

Eager to contain them all at once, I rocked back into the rhythm with the shifter boys sandwiching me as my lips sucked down Zander’s thick, slick dick. We threw ourselves into a passionate frenzy in the beauty of the luminescent flowers, casting a soft light that bathed our skin as we mated like animals.

Denham’s grasping hands engulfed my thick breasts again, rougher this time. He pinched my bulging nipples between his fingers as he squeezed, thrusting up into my ass all the while. I threw every ounce of my satisfaction into pleasing his brother in my throat, who was savagely shoving his cock as deep into my mouth as it would go. He’d pull me free for a moment, letting me gasp for air as the saliva trails dripped between my lips and his thick cock, before sheathing it inside my throat once more. His balls slapped against my chin as he dominated my face, and I let myself completely fall into submission between them.

A few minutes later, I was pulled down to the ground and rolled onto my side. Marcus was on his side facing me in a heartbeat, holding my shin parallel to the earth as he buried his cock inside my wet pussy once more. Denham was pressing against my back now, shoving his own glistening erection deep into my ass. Zander knelt beside us and lifted my head, thrusting himself back down my throat once more.

We swapped positions more frequently now. At one point, I was lifted back into the air and speared between Marcus and Denham, held aloft in their mighty hands as they lined either end up with their cocks and pummeled me into submission between them. Another time, Denham held me free for the other two, grasping me under the thighs with his cock sheathed up my ass as the others took turns fucking my soaked pussy. No matter what the configuration, they were determined to take me in every conceivable way until there was just nothing else for me to give.

When they said
mated
, they
meant
it. I had no idea how intense our lovemaking was going to be, but all the while my stamina never faltered.

The four of us fucked deep into the night, oblivious to the hours slowly gliding past like a rolling mist. I could barely keep up with them, almost routinely stiffening up as a brief succession of mind-blowing orgasms racked my body. Still, none of them had climaxed, and I wondered if they were
ever
going to release their seed into me.

It was when I was straddling Marcus again, back in the familiar configuration between them that I noticed their thrusting grow more erratic. After such a mindless marathon of cocks pummeling my aching, needful body, it seemed like all of them were going to burst their loads inside me at any given moment.

The climactic moment built up through several minutes of mounting, sensual tension as they dominated me together as a pack. I would have been enduring an endless moan, had my mouth not been controlled by a fulfilling cock jamming down into my throat. As my every pore seemed to burst and my pillowy breasts heaved with the force of our intensity, I finally felt one of them go rigid. It was Denham, shoving his cock as far into my ass as he could, clasping his arms around me from behind as he pumped rope after rope of his hot shifter cum into my bowels. As he slowly came down from his endorphin high, Zander clasped my lips at the base of his cock, practically kissing his thick balls, as he released his own hot, salty load across the back of my throat with a mighty roar of pleasure.

The spent shifters disentangled themselves from us as Marcus took over, clearly close to the edge himself. With only us left now, he threw me to the grass on my stomach, climbing on top of my and binding down my limbs with the sheer mass and weight of his own. His ankles drove mine further apart as he burrowed his thick werebear cock deep into my drenched chasm, commanding my pussy as he rode my ass towards completion. With his weight and broad form pinning me down beneath him, unable to budge in even the slightest, I succumbed to his dominance as he fucked me with a cock harder than steel.