BBW ROMANCE: Forbidden Desires [BBW Menage Collection] (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories, Stepbrother Menage Threesome) (6 page)

Chapter 5 - Announcement

I swallowed, and rolled off of him. His head was at my feet and vice versa. We reached out for one another’s hand, and held tight for a good long time before finally both sitting up. He leaned in, kissed me, and reached for his shorts. I also donned my bikini bottoms, and the two of us stood up to go. We both paused, realizing that we didn’t really have anywhere to go. We had not yet decided exactly what we were going to do about our delicate situation. Did we go back to the campsite? Together? Did we hold hands? Did we tell our parents, our keep it a secret for a while longer?

Finally, Justin spoke what we were both thinking, “so… now what?”

“I don’t know,” I responded, honestly. I didn’t know if I should suggest telling our parents now, or if that seemed like too big a vote of confidence for our budding relationship. The thought scared me, both to make such a commitment and to open ourselves up to the disdain of our parents. And part of me wanted to keep what we had just between the two of us for a while.

“I love you, Ellie, and I have a feeling I’m going to love you for a long time. Let’s go back to the campsite and tell our parents what we mean to each other. Okay?”

My heart lept. I had almost forgotten that he had said those three little words to me earlier in the day.

“Okay. Let’s go,” I said. “And Justin?”

“Yes?”

“I love you, too.”

THE END

Given to the Alpha Bears

(New Adult BBW shapeshifter Romance)

Chapter One: Wake Up Call

They watched her sleep.

              For Logan, it was one of the first times he’d ever taken such an indulgence. He’d lain with a fair few women in his life, and learned that staying past daybreak usually meant a fair number of complications. Aiden, he knew, was nicer. He might stay until his partner actually woke up and then use his silver tongue to wiggle his way out of trouble – both literally and metaphorically.

              Now, Logan didn’t think the apocalypse could have moved him from his mate’s side.

              Of course, she wasn’t officially their mate yet, but Logan was confident they could convince her to accept them in all their…strangeness.

              He gazed down at the goddess lying between Aiden and himself. True, they had only just gotten to sleep a few hours ago, but already, he was awake again, his body humming with her nearness. She was truly a vision, lying on her side in the middle of the bed, the sheets draped over her voluptuous curves. Her warm, slightly tanned skin contrasted with the stark white cotton, her strawberry blonde waves spread over the pillow like a halo of light. Her full lips were further swollen with their kisses, her expression utterly and completely at peace as she slept.

              Though a part of Logan wanted nothing more than to let her sleep all day – to watch her slow, steady breathing and bathe himself in her glorious scent, he knew that now they only had about twenty four hours to convince her to become theirs.

              They would have to wake her.

              He wanted to do it slowly…sensuously. Perhaps plant his mouth on her hip and work his way upwards until he could tug at a dusky nipple with his teeth. To be truthful, despite the fact that he’d been buried inside her warm, clenching femininity for half the night, he’d craved it again the moment he’d awoken.

              This, he supposed, was what was different about having found one’s mate. The hunger might never end- and the very notion excited him. However, instead of waking Seline with his hands and mouth, Logan instead reached over her to touch Aiden’s shoulder. The lean, blonde haired man instantly opened dark gray eyes. “Aiden.” Logan’s voice was low. “We don’t have much time. We promised to let her choose.”

              The blonde sat up immediately, revealing a network of welts on his back from where Seline’s fingernails had left their mark the previous night. Logan smirked, shaking his head. “And I thought I was the rough one.”

              Aiden’s face flushed lightly. While that was normally the case, the man had gone at Seline last night with a heretofore unknown fervor. Silently, Logan resolved to himself that, in the future, he too would accomplish a set of marks matching his fellow boar’s.

              “Get your mind out of the gutter, Logan.” Aiden glanced down at the utterly bare, sleeping woman between them, visibly swallowing thickly. “I know it’s hard…but we have more to accomplish today than simply rutting her to within an inch of her life.”

              “Hard is an understatement.” Logan growled lowly, reaching down to gently brush a lock of golden hair from Seline’s brow. “After all of this is said and done, I’ve half a mind to go into isolation with her. She’ll come out heavy with cub or not at all.” The idea of his child growing in Seline’s belly was enough to make powerful bull tremble with want.

              Aiden himself licked his lips, running his fingertips over one of  Seline’s smooth shoulder. “After, Logan.
After
.

              The dark-haired male nodded his acquiescence before sighing heavily. Now that they’d both agreed to no further hanky panky, they now had to seriously address how they were going to carry out the next stage in their plan. It would, no doubt, be quite difficult; but they couldn’t even begin to expect Seline to accept them and all they were without exposing her to what a taste of her future would be like.

              Aiden slipped from bed, searching the floor of the hotel room until he retrieved his khakis before pulling them on. His chiseled chest still bare, he strode across the room to the bathroom to freshen up. Glancing back at Logan, he fixed him with a warning stare. “If she wakes up, stall. We have to get her out of here and back to then den without scaring her. Just…” He struggled for words for a moment, “Be charming.”

              Logan suppressed a groan, glancing at the sleeping woman next to him. Charming, right. Being charming had
always
been his strong suit.

**

              She awoke deliciously sore.

              Throughout the entirety of her thirty one years, Seline had gone into most sexual encounters expecting to fairly overwhelm the men who had chosen her. While she’d had a handful of satisfying experiences, none of them came even close to what had occurred last night.

              To say that her curves had driven both Aiden and Logan to heights of passion she’d never known existed would be an understatement. They had traded her back and forth with hours, handling her hourglass curves with ease, penetrating her in every position humanly possible, teasing her with their lips, their fingers and their bodies until she thought she’d die in bliss.

              Yawning, she rolled over, stretching so that the lingering ache in her muscles pulled slightly. Christ, she’d never known being well-loved could feel this good. Her deep green eyes fluttered open before widening slightly in surprise.

              She’d fully expected both of her lovers to have long high-tailed it into the early morning light. Last night, she’d come to convince herself, had been some sort of amazing, lucky drunk fluke for her and neither Logan or Aiden had truly meant what they’d said when it came to forty eight hour promises and being the leaders of some secret society.

              Seline didn’t particularly care. A couple of hours of feeling like a real woman – worshipped, adored and
fucked
soundly – that was worth any tomfoolery. However, when her gaze met Logan’s still very present, light blue ones, she found herself at a loss for words. He had most certainly
not
scurried off with his tail between his legs. In fact, if the way he was looking at her was any indication, the man fully expected there to be a round two.

              Seline’s cheeks colored slightly as she cleared her throat. Logan seemed to come back to himself, his gaze losing some of the carnal hunger she’d seen only moments before. He blinked slowly, before his low, growling voice thrummed through her. “Good morning.”

              Seline tried not to remember how that exact voice had sounded the previous night, whispering unmentionable things into her ear as Logan cleaved deep within her. The very thought had her growing warm between the legs and, almost as if he sensed it, the man before her chuckled lowly. “Now don’t start that again. If you do, we might not get out of here.”

              His words immediately confused Seline. Get out of here? What on earth was she doing to keep them from going? She had absolutely no qualms with them taking flight. That was, after all, what she’d expected “Well…um…” She searched for a way to express herself without sounding rude or awkward. “If you guys want to go…don’t let me keep you. I know people have to work…life goes on…that kind of thing.”

              Above her, Logan’s brows knitted together in consternation. “Go? Why would we want to go?”

              Christ, he wasn’t making this easy.

              Sitting up, Seline clutched the sheet to her bare breasts, trying to ignore the way Logan’s piercing gaze immediately honed in on her hardened nipples through the thin cotton. “Look, I know you guys were trying to be suave and kinky last night, and, obviously, it worked.” She gestured down to herself with a small, amused smile. “But I understand that we were all a bit tipsy, and things happen. We’re adults, here. I’m not going to run off the mortal coil if you two beat a quick exit.”

              “I assure you, Seline,” She inhaled sharply as Aiden suddenly stepped from the bathroom. If she’d thought him attractive before, his golden hair in the early morning sunlight took her breath away, “The only thing we were inebriated by was you.”

              The statement sent a delicious little thrill down her spine at the same instant that surprise jolted through her.

              So..wait…

              Did that mean…all those things they had spouted last night…they’d really meant them?

              “I know this might seem strange to you,” Aiden crossed the room, running a hand through his damp waves to sit on the edge of the bed, a mere two feet from her. His unique gray gaze met hers and her heart fluttered slightly in her chest. “But you
did
promise us forty eight hours. The question is: Did you mean it?”

              Seline looked from one man to the other, trying to swallow the arousal that threatened to course through her veins. They had said there was something special about her – that they were drawn to her. While, the previous night, she’d been just tipsy enough to take it as horse shit and allow them to tempt her into the most erotic encounter of her life, now, sober, in the light of day, things were a bit different.

              Forty eight hours.

              She had promised them two days to convince her of…what? That they were meant to be together? That it was possible for two men to want the same woman? That one could meet a complete stranger and know they were “the one”?

              Seline was a writer. For most of her life, she’d dealt in fantasies and happily-ever-afters – enough to know that they very seldom occurred in real life. Whatever these guys were trying to accomplish, she supposed it couldn’t hurt to let them do as they pleased. They’d soon discover that she was no untried school girl. While she might have fallen into their bed the previous night, she was more than capable of handling herself sober.

              She would let them show her whatever they wished, endure it with politeness (she owed them at least that, after the mind-blowing night they’d delivered), and then they’d go their separate ways, no one worse for the wear. If anything, she’d have a juicy story to tell Sophie when everything was said and done. Her friend would want an explanation for why she’d dropped out of contact the previous night anyway.

              “I meant it.” She answered them solemnly, her gaze moving from steel gray to arresting blue. A little twinge of nervousness stirred briefly in her belly before settling down. Seline wasn’t terribly worried. After all, this was McKinley – her town. She was almost sure these two were transients. She knew the city far better than they did – there was little they could show her that would surprise her.

              Both men shared twin smiles of delight. Rising from the bed, Aiden beamed down at her. “Wonderful. We’ll leave you here to get dressed.” Logan rose from her side as well, his expression somewhat more reluctant.

              Celine couldn’t help the coy hunger that crept into her voice. “What? Surely after last night, you boys haven’t gotten shy.” Sex was easier. Sex she could handle without worrying about what kind of odd commitments came with it. Abruptly, Seline dropped the sheet, exposing the round warmth of her breasts. Her nipples immediately pebbled upon contact with the cold air and for a moment, both Aiden and Logan could only stare.

              The blonde man, however, was the first to recover. Clearing his throat, he tore his eyes from Seline’s bare chest. “It has nothing to do with shyness, Seline.” His voice was soft and almost predatory, sending a thrill of heat through her system. “If you ask us back to bed now, know that you won’t leave it for days, and that’s a solemn promise.”

              Seline’s womb clenched in powerful need at his words.

              Christ, when had a man ever offered her something so devastatingly delicious? It was on the tip of her tongue to continue her seduction and play devil’s advocate before Logan’s deep growl caught her attention.

              “Don’t, Seline. Just don’t.”             

              With that, both men turned to quietly take their leave of the hotel room. Alone with her thoughts, Seline stared after them for a good minute before rising from the bed with a slight wince. As she bent over to retrieve the lace scrap of her underwear, she couldn’t help but smile. Even if today turned out to be completely odd, last night was totally worth it.