STORY EXCERPT

“That’s right, princess,” Zeek said, stepping into the room, annoyed enough to not really think things through. “We’re terrorists who turn into bears.”

He felt a moment of satisfaction as Ruby’s face showed her confusion. She even shut up long enough to watch him shift into his furry form—tearing a good set of clothes in the process. She looked fascinated, and he was actually starting to feel pretty good about his way of telling her about bear-shifters. If she stayed calm and listened, maybe they’d be able to figure a few things out together without the name-calling and baseless accusations.

But it was the ear-piercing scream that assaulted his sensitive bear hearing, and caused him to back up and knock over the bookshelf behind him, that finally convinced him it probably hadn’t been such a great idea.

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Ruby couldn’t make her mouth form words.

There was a big fucking black bear less than three feet away from her. In a bedroom. In a cabin. In the middle of nowhere. How the fuck could there be a bear in the room? Shit, the thing was probably hungry. She wanted to run and hide behind one of the three men. Surely a bear would find their big, muscular, taut, sexy bodies very delicious—she certainly did. Except now there were only two of them.

The third brother, Zeek, was no longer in the room. She tried not to look at the shredded clothing. She knew for a fact that she couldn’t have seen what she’d thought she’d seen, so that meant that Zeek had stood in the room, shredded his clothes, dropped them to the ground, and…and…

“Zeek, knock it off. You’re scaring Ruby.”

…and turned into a freaking bear!

As the bear slowly turned back into a sexy, naked man, Ruby did the only thing she could think of—she screamed again.

Hey, there was a method to her madness—sooner or later all this screaming was going to wake her up.

It seemed like a solid plan. She was only dreaming.

Of course, it was more like a bizarre nightmare, but that was the only explanation. Men didn’t turn into bears, and bears didn’t turn into men, and starting first thing tomorrow no more alcohol, ever! She dragged in another deep breath, ready to scream some more.

Adult Excerpt

Excitement flooded every inch of Ruby’s body. She’d spent years masturbating to fantasies of being spanked and dominated by a man she could trust, but never in her wildest dreams had she thought she’d ever meet one, let alone three.

She wriggled her ass, moisture flooding her pussy as Nickolas caressed her through the denim. He swatted her through the thick material, the soft sting merely whetting her appetite for more. He smacked her again and again as she sucked harder on Zeek’s cock and moaned at the delicious but not nearly satisfying sensations.

She got the impression the brothers were conferring silently because Zeek tightened his fists in her hair, stopping her downward motion and holding her in place so that just the tip of his cock was in her mouth. She licked the bulbous head as Nickolas reached under her, undid the buttons on her jeans, and dragged the material down to her knees.

The denim made her feel trapped in place, her pussy pulsing, grasping at nothing as her arousal spun much higher. The first slap on her naked ass took her by surprise. The noise was so loud in the quiet kitchen that it seemed to bounce off the walls, mocking her with the unexpected sting. The next was even worse, tears filling her eyes as she grunted in pain and tried not to break the suction she had on Zeek’s cock. She panted through her nose, trying to hide how much she disliked what Nickolas was doing. Shit, she’d practically begged for this, and now she had no way of calling it off without looking like a completely naïve fool.

She gasped as the next slap landed lower on her thigh at the same time that two fingers thrust roughly into her pussy. Her muscles clenched around the invading digits, her body trembling with unexpected arousal. The next slap was even harder, but instead of the sharp pain she’d felt with the others, this one seemed to merely intensify the shaking.

Again a slap, again the wave of heat, again the shiver of excitement climbing up and down her spine. She cried out as Nickolas added another finger to her pussy, stretching her to the point of pain as he peppered stinging slaps up and down her buttocks and thighs.

Her clit felt swollen, needy. She squeaked a sound of protest when Zeek pulled his cock from her mouth and pressed her face against his hard abdomen. But then the spanking increased, the speed, the strength, her need.

Every muscle in her body was shaking. A low, keening cry escaped her mouth as energy exploded outward and climax overwhelmed her. She shook violently, grateful now that Zeek held her close. Nickolas still thrust his fingers into her pussy, but it was more of a gentle caress as he milked every last sensation from her orgasm.

She practically melted against the hard wood on the table and let Nickolas maneuver her any way he wanted. He continued to lazily stroke in and out of her very wet pussy as he caressed the heated skin of her ass and pressed her down until her bottom rested on her heels.

The gentle, slippery caress against her back passage felt far too nice to protest, but she jolted, trying to squirm away when he pressed the tip of his finger into her ass. He and Zeek held her still, both caressing her spine, shoulders, and ass, gentling her as she adjusted to the unexpected invasion.

She mewled a protest when he added a second finger and gasped as cold lube dribbled onto her skin. Nickolas worked it into her ass, his fingers making a scissoring motion as he stretched her opening and the muscles began to relax.

“That’s it, honey. Let me in. I promise you are going to love this.”

The loss of his fingers felt strange, but they were quickly replaced with the head of his cock. She grunted as he pushed in, her anus gripping the bulbous head, trapping him inside.

“Breathe, princess,” Zeek said as he pressed soft kisses to her face and ran his fingers through her hair. She tried to comply, the uncomfortable pressure in her bottom making her want to clench her teeth instead.

“Push out,” Nickolas said, sounding breathless. “Push against me. Let me inside.”

She forced her muscles to comply, nearly screaming as the motion let Nickolas slide the rest of the way in. He held still, letting her adjust, his hands sweeping up and down her back in long soothing strokes.

“That’s it, princess,” Zeek said in a voice that sounded very much like he was proud of her. “Relax and let Nickolas fuck your ass.”