Shifter Singles (Dating the Werewolves)(BBW Steamy Paranormal Menage Romance)

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Authors: Nikki Wild
in my ear as he reached around and began to rub my clit in rhythm with my strokes.
     
    I moaned and leaned back on him, nuzzling against his chest like a cat. It felt so good what he was doing that I barely even noticed the first pressure against my ass.
     
    "Wait..." I cried, trying to look back.
     
    "Relax," he repeated, rubbing me harder. I came like lightning; ripped headlong into a screaming orgasm that burned through me so fast I collapsed against Matt's chest.
     
    And that was when Denton's slipped his cock into my ass.
     
    The stinging ring of fire burned hot and fast, but as the two men began to move in tandem, the fire subsided into a pleasurable heat that intensified as they moved faster. I moaned long and low, unable to move as they crushed me between their weights, the unyielding hardness of their muscles almost as rigid as the punishing iron of their cocks. I was swollen and stuffed to the brim even before Cord knelt before me, but when he plunged his cock back into my waiting throat, I knew I was complete.
     
    The fire crackled as a pine knot exploded, but the noise of our combined moans, grunts and the slap of sweaty skin against skin was even louder, filling my ears. The werebears had me in every way they could, every orifice stuffed full. They moved me and molded me as they saw fit, a vessel for their pleasure. The feel of their hands on my skin, fingers kneading roughly, their lips flaming kisses across my neck and breasts, their fingers in my hair, it was whirlwind of sensation that spun me right out of control. I came like a freight train, so wildly out of control that I felt like I was outside of myself, flying and falling at the same time.
     
    Cord shuddered first, his thigh muscles twitching as his balls drew up tight. I heard him groan long and low and then he thrust his cock so far down my throat that I nearly gagged. The hot wet spurt of his cum sliding down my throat so inflamed me that I licked my lips, wanting to taste every precious drop. He tasted like woodsmoke and pine cones and the smell of the forest after the rain.  I moaned in pleasure and smiled up at his gasping face.
     
    Cord knelt down and covered my face with his kiss even as Matt and Denton still pumped inside of me. "You are the one," he told me, his lips brushing against mine. "You are ours."
     
    My moan of consent was drowned out by a shuddering cry as Denton buried himself deep into my ass, the burning fire of his girth setting my body alight once more. Cord held me as I shrieked to feel Denton's cock jerk inside of me, the twitching spasm filling me up inside. He collapsed on top of me and growled in my ear, the remnants of the animal he was giving voice to his pleasure.
     
    Matt threw his head back and jerked his hips upward with an earth shattering roar. The air shifted and shimmered around him as he struggled to maintain control of his animal passion, pumping his essence deep inside of me. I was lifted upward from the sheer force of his thrust, the power of him nearly breaking me in two. I felt him pump out the last drops of his pleasure, filling me up completely.
     
    And then the four of us collapsed into a pile in the dirt.
     
    I wasn't sure where I ended and they began. We were tangled in a mess of limbs, still intertwined and connected. "The ceremony is complete," Cord whispered.
     
    I couldn't help myself, I moaned in disappointment. "It's over?" I whispered.
     
    Matt laughed, his voice lighter and happier than it had been all night. "The ceremony is over, but that doesn't mean the night has to be."
     
    I sat up as he pulled himself from inside of me, feeling the slow trickle of his spunk as it leaked from me. He ran his fingers down my face to cup my breast in his hand, and I saw his spent cock stir. I smiled and knelt upward.  "So the war is over?" I asked as I closed my fist around his cock.
     
    "The war is over," he grunted, pressing my head down so that his rapidly hardening cock brushed against my

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