Her Bear Lovers [Werebears of Shatland, Texas 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “I…can’t…keep going…much…longer.”

  “You can. I know you can.”

  She didn’t answer, but he could sense her determination rise to the surface. Pushing harder, she began to stay even with him instead of making him pull her along. Pride for his intended mate struck him.

  With the pickup in sight, he turned her hand loose, then put his hand on her waist to direct her to the passenger side. Josh held the door open for her and helped her jump up and onto the seat. He slid in after her.

  Damn it. I wanted to sit next to her.

  Although only three could sit comfortably in the older truck’s front seat, that didn’t keep him from climbing in after Josh as Jadon took his place behind the wheel.

  “What the hell, Curt? Get in the back.” Josh glared at him, the amber showing in his eyes.

  “Not a chance, cuz. If you don’t have enough room, then you crawl over and get in the back.”

  “Fuck that.”

  The three of them shifted to gawk at Mayla.

  “What’d you say?” Jadon started the truck.

  “I said fuck that.” She tunneled fingers through her hair. “Who cares where you sit? I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but I can’t leave my car in the parking lot. It’s a rental.”

  “We can come back for it later when more of them have gone home.” Driving their truck into the parking lot of the Moonstone Bar was just asking for trouble. “I don’t want to draw any attention to us.”

  “Then we wait for later.” Josh’s arms were tucked in front of him, trying to make more room. “Unless Mayla wants to go back to our house to wait it out.”

  “I’m not going anywhere with you.” She paused, blinked. “I meant anywhere else. I don’t know you. Hell, I don’t even know your names. Hell, I don’t even know why I’m doing this.” Trying to crawl over Josh to get out only managed to put her on top of his lap.

  Again, Curt wished that he could’ve taken his cousin’s place.

  Josh grinned and held out his hand. “It’s Josh Barberson. We’ve met, remember? And these two are my cousins, Jadon and Curt Barberson.”

  “Hey, don’t judge me by the company I keep. I’m Curt.” He chuckled, but didn’t bother to offer her his hand. She hadn’t taken Josh’s so more than likely she wouldn’t take his, either. It didn’t matter. Her body language, leaning first toward one man then the other, told him what she was really thinking. She wanted them as much as they had to have her. And they would. Soon.

  “Do you really want to go back right now? By yourself?”

  She frowned, but she didn’t have a lot of choices and she knew it. “How long will we have to stay?”

  Curt saw his cousins glance at each other and tried like hell to keep from smiling. If she came back to their home, she might never leave.

  She considered it. He could see the idea appealed to her. But as most things were, it was too good to be true. “I can’t be gone for very long. I need to get back within the hour. If I don’t, my father and brother will come looking for me.”

  Her father and brother. At least that answered that question. They’d assumed the older man was her father, but had wondered about the other one. If he was her boyfriend, then she’d tell him soon enough that she’d found someone else. Three someone elses. But if he was her husband, then they’d leave her alone. They couldn’t intrude in a marriage. It would break their hearts and they’d lead lonely lives, but that was one line they’d never cross.

  “Where are you staying?” Her scent was stronger inside the cab of the truck. Thickly sexual, the aroma of her sweetness between her legs tickled his nostrils and stiffened his cock.

  “We rented a cabin out by a large lake. I think the owner’s name was Ken Kuska.”

  Ken Kuska was one of many werecats who lived around Shatland and Forever. The werebears didn’t like the werecats much better than they did werewolves. It was the larger contingent of vampires who were selling their land off to the cats. He didn’t doubt that the vamps had a plan to get the land back in the future. Either in a few decades when the werecat who’d bought the land died or in a hundred years. That was one of the advantages of being one of the undead. They had plenty of time to wait.

  “That’s the land you’re hunting on.”

  Shit. Why did Jadon have to bring that up? The fact that she was a hunter bothered them, but it wasn’t a major concern. She’d change her mind about that once she was theirs.

  “Yeah.” Her gaze found the floorboard. “About that. Hunting is a family thing between my brother, father, and me. We started it after…” Her words trailed off as the sorrow washed over her face.

  Suddenly, he wanted to comfort her even more than he wanted to take her. “Go on.”

  “We started going hunting after my mother died from breast cancer.”

  Aw, crap. He hated that for her. “I’m sorry. So your mother liked to hunt? That’s why you guys still do it? To remember her?”

  “She passed away several years ago.” She studied him. “No. She would have never killed anything. We didn’t start going hunting as a way to remember her. My dad was already a hunter, much to my mom’s disliking. My brother John and I started going along with him as a way of staying close to each other, especially as John and I got older and moved out. Anyway, I carried a gun around for the first couple of years and never even lifted it to aim at anything. After that, I guess I just fell into it.”

  He had to know. “So, do you think you could fall out of it?”

  Her big brown eyes had a way of diving straight into his soul. “I already have. How could I keep hunting after seeing Josh turn into a bear? How would I know whether or not I was shooting a person, too?”

  She had a big heart. To stop hunting so quickly after meeting Josh said a lot about her compassion.

  “Again. I’m sorry about your mother. It’s obvious that you still miss her. We know how it feels. To lose a parent, I mean.”

  They sat together, each lost in thoughts of the women, the mothers, they’d loved and lost. He wanted to tell her about their family, but couldn’t find the words. Not yet. That could come later.

  She laughed, then let out release of breath. “Oh, my God. It just hit me. I can’t believe it. And I wouldn’t, either, if I hadn’t seen you with my own eyes. I’m still not sure I can.” She leaned her upper body away from Josh. “You’re really a bear.”

  “I’m a werebear, to be exact.”

  “Wow.” Her gaze jumped from Josh to Curt, then over to Jadon. “Did you two know? Wait. Are you two werebears, too? Or werewolves?”

  “Bite your tongue.” The disgust dripped from Jadon’s tone. “I’m no dog. We’re cousins and we’re all werebears.”

  She crossed her arms over her chest, reminding Curt of how Jadon did the same thing. “What’s with the attitude, big guy? I’m sorry, but you should cut me a little slack. I didn’t know you people existed until the other day. In fact, I think I’m handling it all pretty damn well.”

  “You people? First you call us werewolves and now we’re ‘you people’?” Jadon’s nostrils flared.

  “Are you seriously offended? Well, damn, forgive the hell out of me.”

  Curt was astounded that she was handling their revelation so well. Any other human female would’ve screamed her head off. That and done anything to get away. But not their mate. She was strong, brave, and ready to take a stand even against “people” who had more strength and natural weapons than she did.

  “Are you still hunting?” Josh’s soft question was like a bomb in the middle of their argument.

  Her anger deflated. “No. After seeing you in your human form, I couldn’t bear—no pun intended—to shoot an animal. Not when I might kill a human in the process.” Her face softened as she took them all in. “Besides, what you said made sense. Why am I killing for fun? I can’t feel good about that.”

  “That makes things a lot easier.” Jadon’s temper mellowed.

  “It makes what
things better?” She looked to Curt for the answer.

  “It makes it easier for us to accept you as our mate.”

  “As your what?”

  She seemed more stunned by that than she had when she’d found out that they were werebears.

  “Tell us, Mayla, do you feel something when you’re with us?” Jadon’s face was filled with longing.

  Curt felt his own longing burning inside him. Just having her so near without getting her naked was driving him insane. He had to keep reminding himself to take it slow. If they didn’t, they could run her off.

  “Like what? What am I supposed to feel?”

  Her breaths came faster, her scent growing stronger, especially the fragrance drifting upward from her pussy. She knew what he was talking about. The bond had her squirming, rubbing her crotch against Josh’s growing package. Whether she realized it or it was all instinctual wouldn’t matter much longer.

  Josh closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. His bear had to be tearing him up inside.

  “It’s like a special bond with us. Like you’ve known us your whole life.” Josh reached out to touch her hair, and even though their bodies were already against each other’s, she drew back.

  “It’s what we shifters call the connection. Our inner animal senses when his mate is around. We don’t have to know you for days or weeks, much less months.” Jadon put his fist over his heart. “We know it here, where it counts.”

  “Do you feel it, Mayla?” Curt found his own breathing hard to control. The air inside the cab was thick with sexual craving. If she denied that feeling, then he’d know she was lying. If she said she didn’t want them, he wasn’t sure he could go on. Life without their intended mate was no life at all.

  “And what if I did? If I do?” She’d stiffened and her eyes widened as she suddenly became aware that she was moving her hips against Josh.

  Curt sat sideways, then hooked his hand around her neck. “Then you belong to us.”

  He pressed his body against the dashboard and cupped her face with both hands. The kiss was better than he’d imagined, and he’d imagined a whole lot. At first, she resisted by leaning away from him, but when he swept his tongue around her mouth, she moaned and grabbed him by the shirt. They fisted their hands, holding the other close.

  * * * *

  Mayla needed to get back to the rental cabin and her father. That was the only thing that made any sense. Not sitting in a pickup on the side of the road waiting until she could get her car from the bar’s parking lot. Not sitting in a pickup surrounded by three men, men who could change into bears, men she found harder and harder to resist.

  Although they were on a side road, there were only a few trees to hide them. At any moment, someone could walk or drive by and notice them. Yet she couldn’t leave. Waiting to retrieve her car was merely an excuse. An excuse that didn’t hold water if she thought about it too much. The thing was, she didn’t want to think about it too hard.

  She also didn’t want to go because it would mean leaving them. Could anything be more insane than that? Crazier than wanting all three of the men on top of her, behind her, with their cocks inside her?

  Insanity had to be what was driving her. No one in their right mind should want a supernatural being, one with fangs and claws that could kill her with one swipe of their large paw. She’d seen Josh as both a man and an animal, but it didn’t matter. Instead, it made her want him, want them, all the more.

  The craving had started with the chance meeting with Josh, but had spread to hunger for Jadon and Curt. She hadn’t touched Jadon yet, but she had no doubt he’d give her the same kind of longing his cousins did. The sensation that had taken hold of her and wiped away her common sense was all consuming, tearing her up inside and making her think lurid, dirty thoughts.

  She never expected Jadon to pull her out of the car. Going backwards, she still tried to keep from turning Curt loose, but her grip was jerked away the moment her feet hit the ground. Curt grinned, ear to ear, as he jumped out of the truck. Josh followed them, scooting over the seat, then landing behind her.

  She took one look at Jadon and knew she had no way to resist him. Hadn’t she already given up the idea that she could? They came together like the slap of the wave against the cliff, his mouth devouring hers. She clung to her cliff, his body, and poured every ounce of desire she had into the kiss.

  He ravished her mouth as his hands plundered her body. She sensed Curt and Josh coming up behind her, reaching around her to help Jadon get her clothes off. Fumbling, she attempted to do the same with their clothing, but there were too many hands working to get hers into the mix. In a couple of minutes, she was naked, feeling the night air against her body.

  The men hurried to get naked. She delighted in watching them, skimming her hand over first one massive hunk of flesh to the other. Like a kid in a candy shop, she wanted to taste them, to feel the texture of their bodies on her tongue, to smell every inch of them. To savor them and make each moment last forever.

  “You’re ours. Do you get that?” Josh kissed her neck, then added nibbles.

  She couldn’t answer. Not with all the feelings rolling around inside her. Yet she knew he’d spoken the truth. Maybe her head didn’t know it yet, but her body and soul did.

  Jadon pushed against her, his large, thick cock rubbing her leg. She reached down and wrapped her palm around the smooth, flexible surface. His shaft throbbed like it was alive.

  Curt took a nipple into his mouth. “You never answered.” He clutched her hair. “Tell us. I need to hear that you know.”

  “This is crazy, but I do know.” She repeated to his cousins. “I know.”

  “Good.” Curt dropped to his knees, then put his thumbs to her pussy lips and spread them.

  She knew what he was about to do, but anticipation didn’t prepare her for the onslaught of emotions as he swiped his tongue along her slit. She reached out, needing the other two men to support her. If they didn’t, her knees would give out.

  Oh, my God. That feels so good.

  She closed her eyes, allowing the sweep of sensations to drive her from insanity to a place where simple thought abandoned her. Her body was their instrument to play. They possessed her, men who were still strangers to her and yet not. If she could’ve put what she was experiencing into words, she would have, if only to make them understand how much she loved what they were doing to her.

  Jadon’s hand found her butt and gave it a little spank. He put his mouth to her ear, then whispered words that made her shiver. “I’m going to fuck your ass, baby. Hard and fast. When I’m finished, you’re going to be sore for days.”

  She whimpered, loving that he took command of her. She couldn’t think of another man who had even tried to control her. Looking at him over her shoulder, she flicked her tongue over her lip, encouraging him to do whatever he wanted. He growled, then eased his finger between her butt crack. He didn’t enter her anus, but first toyed with the tender muscles around the entrance.

  Curt’s tongue drove into pussy. He darted his tongue in and out, using his thumb to keep the pressure on her clit. Her abdomen tightened, mimicking her ass hole. Her body wanted to hold on to the fingers and the tongue driving her wild.

  But where was Josh?

  She found him a few feet away, his amber-specked eyes burning a hole into her. “Josh. Please.” Didn’t he understand that she needed all of them?

  “I’m going to watch first. But don’t worry, when it’s my time, I’ll take you.”

  Her lust skyrocketed. Him watching the other men fondle and kiss her turned her on even more. She’d never had anyone watch her before. It was intriguing and exhilarating. If only she’d known that earlier. But until then it wouldn’t have been possible except in the intoxicating fantasies of her dreams.

  Jadon pushed his finger into her asshole, at last giving her what she’d dared to need. She’d never had any man fuck her there, had never been attracted to the idea, but just the thought of Jadon’s
cock inside her ass had her clenching her muscles, daring him to be the first.

  Curt let out a sigh as he came up for air. “You taste sweeter than honeysuckle, baby.”

  She grabbed his hair, earning a curse from him, then tugged, urging him to stand. He did, at his own time, raking his tongue along her skin as he did. His tongue traveled a wicked trail into the crease of her leg, then over her stomach to find pleasure in tormenting her belly button. She moaned, still holding his hair, but no longer in a hurry to make him stand.

  She’d never thought of a belly button as an erotic zone, but he’d changed her mind about that. In and out he swept his tongue, nibbling around it, then slicking his tongue back inside for more. She started to complain when he left it, but when he took a path between her breasts, she quickly forgave him. Once he towered over her again, she yanked his hair again, and rejoiced at the flash of anger in his eyes.

  “Do you want to fuck me?”

  “You bet I do. I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name. You’re going to be too sore to walk straight.”

  She smiled, then pushed him back. Spinning around, she pulled out of Jadon’s hold until she stood a few feet from the men of her desire. She thrust out her chest, loving their surprised reactions.

  “Tell me you want me, boys.”

  Josh joined them. Three amazing, stone-cold hunks that could drop any woman’s panties. And they all wanted her.

  Josh lowered his head, like a bull preparing to charge. “We want you. You know we do. And we’re going to have you.”

  She was quick, had always been light on her feet. Before they could react, she turned around and wiggled her ass at them. “Catch me if you can, boys.”

  She could’ve run faster if she’d had her boots on. Small stones dug at the bottom of her feet as she glanced back at them racing after her, and she wondered why the hard ground filled with stones and prickly branches didn’t bother them like it did her. Gritting her teeth against the myriad of pain splintering through her feet, she kept running. Whether they weren’t trying very hard or she was faster than them, she didn’t know.