Bear Shapeshifter Romance: Her Bears' Desires (Shapeshifter Werebear Romance)(BBW Paranormal Bear Shifter Romance)(Shapeshifter Menage Romance)

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Authors: Callie Hartwood
Jazzy's body and pushed for her to lift off of him. She brought her body up and watched as his thick rod slipped out of her, still so erect, and Victor removed himself as well.
     
    Mack's secure arms aided her onto her back on the bed, and then he lifted himself up and over her head. She gazed in awe at the impressive view of Mack's masculinity, and with a delicate hand she curled her fingers around his base and pressed a kiss to the tip. From between Mack's legs, Jazzy watched as Victor spread open her thighs and drove his swollen spear deep into her warmth.
     
    The sudden force against her sweet spot forced out another moan from her lips, and she took Mack's shaft into her mouth, running her tongue along the underside. His velvet flesh felt that much more exquisite to her as he pressed his hand to her head and curled his fingers in her hair with dominance. His hips rushed forward, and his rod rubbed down her throat. She swallowed him with relish as Victor continued his fluid pattern of thrusting.
     
    Jazzy's center was nearly in pain with hot need. She wanted their attention more, and she wanted it harder. Lifting and spreading her legs wider, she suckled on Mack's manhood just a little more before pulling away to beg them.
     
    "Please! Give it to me….fuck me!"
     
    Victor's body pressed harder and quicker against hers as he increased his efforts, and Mack pressed Jazzy's head against the mattress to finally pierce down her throat with wild abandon. Occasionally as Mack lifted out of her throat, she moaned or cried with sheer elation.
     
    As she opened herself more to the two men and their relentless members, she found herself climbing toward a euphoric climax. Mack released his seed first, and the warmth and taste erupted in her mouth. She swallowed and licked at his tip more as Victor stroked her inner canal twice more, and then she came. The release swelled over her body, and Victor removed himself before he finished as well, his own essence painting over Jazzy's thighs.
     
    Gasping and dizzy, still suspended in the floating sensation of afterglow, Jazzy drank in all that she could of the tingle and sensitivity. Mack lifted himself off of her before pulling her into his lap, one protective arm closed around her shoulders. She gazed up at his eyes in happiness. The genuine care that he expressed in his own was more than Jazzy could have ever asked for.
     
    A couple of minutes later, Mack helped Jazzy into a hot shower with him. Victor had been kind enough to fetch a couple of towels and place them on the bathroom counter. As the steaming water rained over Jazzy's body, she held onto Mack tightly, never wishing to let go.
     
    "This isn't a onetime thing, is it?" she asked in a hushed tone, though loud enough to be audible over the rushing water.
     
    Mack embraced her. "No, I would never do that to you. I have real feelings for you, Jasmine."
     
    Jazzy smiled delicately and pressed a small kiss to Mack's broad chest. "You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, Mack," she sighed.
     
    As Mack combed his fingers through her damp hair, he smiled back and whispered, "You are my dream come true as well."
     
    The statement brought her to another sense of calm, and she rested in the shower with him until the water ran chill.
     
    *****
     
     
     
    The next morning, Jazzy rested against Mack on the couch that Victor had been reading on the night previously. Victor was kind enough to offer to make breakfast for everyone, and stood in the kitchen prepping a meal. Jazzy lifted her head from Mack's chest to look him in the eyes, smiling.
     
    "So you never discussed possible future shoots with me," she teased.
     
    Mack smirked. "I think the next shoot we'll do, will be one of you in the bedroom naked, and will go in my personal album."
     
    She tried to contain a giggle. "In all seriousness, Mack. What did you have in mind?"
     
    Mack's eyes gleamed with future possibilities as he looked up at the ceiling.

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