Read DEN OF THE ALPHAS (Steamy Werebear Shifter BBW Menage Romance) Online
Authors: Willow Wilde
“I know, I know.” There was a slight glint of teeth in his smile now. “We won’t be
too rough
with ‘em
.
”
As she frowned knowingly and disappeared out of sight, her footsteps faintly audible on the stairs, he turned to us as the other werebears hovered around. “Of course, I was lying. You’re both about to have the night of your lives…and when we’re done with you, you’re going to be
pleading
it to never stop.”
* * * *
It didn’t take long for the handsome, attractive shifter to completely have me wrapped around his little finger. I felt the primal sensations crossing my mind, becoming aware of his scent as he was near me, but I fought my mounting lust for as long as I could.
Truth be told, the guy was incredibly hot. I was desperate for a good lay, and his fierce eyes drew me in almost immediately. I think I held out for a good twenty minutes, and Sam lasted nearly as long with another shifter. As I became aware that she was making out with him on a bar-top nearby, I found my last drops of strength disappear into Erick’s feral, passionate gaze.
He took me into a deep embrace, his kiss crushing me and numbing my brain. His nose nuzzled against my neck, and he took in a deep whiff of my yearning skin, his fingers clenching into my wrist. His intoxicating musk descended over my thoughts, decisively silencing my concerns, and I felt a primal need that rose up deep from within.
I had always wanted to be mated by a shifter.
My breathing became heavy, my bottom lip slipping between my teeth, and my eyelids fluttered my submission.
Our kisses became rougher, hungrier, more passionate than before, and soon I was tugging at his bottom lip, darting my tongue into his mouth, sucking his upper lip, the rounded tip of my nose constantly sliding across his.
I had to have him…and the bastard knew it.
“Your friend seems to be getting along nicely,” he smiled at one point, nodding to the side. I averted my gaze to see Sam caught between two shifters, one nibbling at her neck and squeezing her breasts through her clothes with the other kissed her passionately.
“Yeah, she’s pretty good for that kind of thing,” I shrugged. “But I’m pretty happy with this.”
“What were you expecting when Angela brought you here, I wonder?”
“I’m not sure…figured she was dragging us to an exclusive club, but I had no idea what this would wind up being…”
“Would you like to go back outside? Plenty of little boys out there who would
love
to grind against you, kiss all over you…plenty of dance music out there,” he chuckled. “You might have yourself a good time out there.”
“Are you kidding? Those guys never know how to appreciate a real woman,” I smiled as seductively as I could. “I’ve had a few one-night stands. They’re not
real
men. They don’t know how to handle a woman with curves. But I’ve heard the stories…”
Erick pulled me close, his lips tantalizingly close to mine. I could smell the thick, sensual musk that emanated from him. “What
kind
of stories, little bird?”
His piercing green eyes were searching mine, and I felt astonished at the raw power that I sensed from him. “Oh, you know – your pack mentality, how you like to choose your mates…”
“And how
do
we like to choose our mates?”
“You like them curvy…with soft skin and nice, pillowy thighs…” I yearned to taste him again, for him to pull me into his demanding clutches.
He grinned wickedly. “You’re goddamn right we do…and you’re right – we
do
like to share…”
At that point, I was aware that there were two other shifters approaching. I averted my gaze to see Sam being carted off around the corner, her thighs around a shifter as two others followed, obviously hungry for what was about to happen. She peered around her escort’s shoulder and gave me a quick flash of a sexy grin and a thumbs up, her hair already tussled.
But Erick pulled my attention back. “This is Ulgar and Warren…and together, we’re going to see to it that you return with Angela safe, sound, and
thoroughly
mated…”
* * * *
Erick’s lips crashed against mine with severity, his tongue flitting against my own in a passionate dance. As he drew me into his powerful embrace, I felt one of the others cupping my breasts from behind, his strong fingers nimbly grasping and kneading with a gentle yet rugged grip. As his fingers grazed my tightening nipples, a small moan escaped my lips and pressed into Erick’s — and he pulled me close ever tighter. His tongue continued to play with mine, our pink organs sliding together in a wet, combative tangle, until he finally placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees.
I knew what to do, and immediately unzipped his jeans. Grasping his cock under the fabric of his briefs, I was surprised at the gargantuan size of it — larger than any I had seen or experienced before — and heard his impatient, demanding wisp of a growl. Tugging his jeans down to his ankles, I hooked my thumbs into the lining of his boxer briefs and slid them down his thighs, withdrawing his weapon into the open. My hand took his thick, firm cock in my hand as the other cupped his large, dangling balls, and I became to playfully massage them as I stroked. There was already a bead of passion glistening at the tip of his erection, and I lapped it off with my tongue, savoring its saltiness. As I parted my lips around his cock in the same motion, his hands found their way into my hair and defiantly pushed my head down, forcing me to take in his generous girth.
As Erick commanded my lips around his cock, the other two shifters stood at either side, eagerly stroking their own shifter shafts and hungrily watching me. Eager to please them all, my hands pushed theirs out of the way as I grasped their thick, rock hard erections. Although their cocks were a little smaller than their alpha’s, all three of the thick, girth rods were larger than any I had ever seen. I made it my immediate priority to see them all to satisfaction, knowing that they were more than willing to do the same for me.
Erick pulled my bobbing lips free from his huge rod so that I could swap to sucking off another shifter. My rhythm soon fell into a roulette of handling cocks — I would keep my hands stroking two shifters while engulfing the third with my mouth, pumping my lips as far down the shaft as I could manage. They did their best to not be too rough with me, but every time we made eye contract, I could see the overwhelming, primal need in their eyes.
They were holding back, but they wanted to take so much more.
Soon, I was lifted and laid across the floor, my exposed body ready to be probed and manhandled. Within seconds, Erick descended between my thick thighs, kissing along my stomach while reaching up to grasp at my thick, yearning breasts. Meanwhile, Ulgar grasped me by the head and shoved my lips down HARD on his cock, forcing me to take more of his impressive girth into my mouth. Finally, Warren knelt down on my other side, stroking himself and waiting his turn on commanding my lips.
My hands snaked down to grasp tufts of Erick’s head as he teased, kissing his way down towards the prize but unwilling to commit his lips to my pussy. I tried to push him down, but HE was the one in control, and he wouldn’t allow me to dominate him in any capacity. It was as if pushing down on concrete, as unmovable as he was — unless it was on HIS terms. Giving my eyes a brief, sly glance, as if to say
Patience
, he immediately set about kissing down my thighs and straying away from what I really wanted.
As the two shifters up top fought over rights to my throat, Warren took his turn and sheathed himself deep within me. He was being even rougher than his brother, and daringly forced more inches down my mouth than before. I was afraid that my lungs and throat would erupt in a burning cry, but I somehow adjusted to handling the ferocity of his thrusts. My eyes widened as I realized he was making headway, pushing easily five, six, seven inches down into my mouth…if he kept this his balls pummeling my chin with each motion.
But I didn’t have much time to focus on that, as Erick finally descended upon my pussy with his tongue. Lapping away at my folds, he pushed inside and tasted my inner walls with his thick, firm, wet organ. His saliva married my dripping juices as he harvested them with his mouth, bringing me to a new and incredible level of heightened pleasure. As my fingers grasped at his tufts again, he brought his kneading hands down to my hood, instantly sliding his thumb against my engorged clit and rubbing it in circles. My knees began to buckle under his dexterous handling of my wet, needful parts. As he pulled free to kiss the insides of my thighs with lips stained with my lustful juices, his free hand slid down to tryingly insert a finger inside, then another, reaching for my g-spot with laser precision.
Meanwhile, Ulgar and Warren were still fighting over my lips, and I could never wolf down a cock for longer than half a minute before the other was rife with snarling need. It felt incredible to have these two fighting over the rights to my face, eager to relieve themselves of their uncontrollable sexual need.
This didn’t last too long, as I was soon pulled onto all fours. Erick took my face into the crook of his hand, holding my chin for a moment sweetly before forcing his shaft into my throat. My warm saliva lubricated it for him as I licked off the fresh bead of pre-cum. Within seconds, he had withdrawn and reasserted himself behind me, sending a powerful hand crashing down onto my ass. I yelped with surprise and pleasure before he did it again, then again, always sure to slap the same spot.
“How are you enjoying yourself, Kim?” He asked with a musk of desire to his deep, manly voice. “Is the satisfaction to your liking?”
“Oh god, yes,” I murmured in a hazy bliss. “This is incredible…so much better than I—“
My thought was cut off by the sensation of a thick cock pushing deep into my welcoming, drenched pussy. Erick had decided to take the initiative and force himself inside, and my mind descended into a burst of expletives as he took control.
“You were saying?” Erick asked, a layer of slyness to his words.
“Fuck…I don’t even care anymore, just do it…”
“Do what, exactly?” He had come to a stop inside me.
“Whatever you want.”
“Could you…repeat that?”
“Anything. Do
anything
.
Everything
. I don’t care, just…fuck, don’t stop now, I’m begging you…”
“
Begging
? Did you hear that, brothers? Our mate is
begging
…you know what to do.”
The other two shifters smiled evilly at each other as they lunged for me. Elgar grasped my head and buried his thick, slimy cock into my throat first, while I took Warren into my grip and pumped his rod with my fist. Meanwhile, Erick launched into fucking me, his thrusts powerfully slapping our hips together in loud, incredible claps as our glistening, sweaty bodies crashed together. He gave out a powerful, lustful howl as his hand clamped onto my shoulder, allowing him to hold me still while he dominated my pussy with his red-hot, unadulterated need.
I swapped cocks in my mouth, taking Warren inside while I stroked off Ulgar, and Erick continued to fuck me from behind. As he gripped both of my shoulders and held me into place, I was able to free my other hand from supporting myself, and took both shifter cocks into my grips. Driven mad with lust, I took both of them into my mouth, my tongue pressing up and down between both. Soon, I was instantly sucking down one and then the other, popping backwards and forwards between them in a sloppy mess.
But Erick decided to pull himself free, and Ulgar got to get a taste of my pussy. Without a moment’s hesitation, he shoved himself deep into my folds while Erick forced me to lick his thick girth clean. To be sure that I had cleaned it all properly, he sheathed himself into my throat, then pulled my lips free and forced my head down on Warren’s erection again. Erick began to stroke himself and watch as Warren — similarly lost in his lust — dominated my face with his erection, pulling my mouth free to suck his balls and roll them around with my tongue, then slide it up his shaft and suck him back down again.