Bears' Babe: BBW Paranormal Menage Shape Shifter Romance (Confessions of a Mail Order Bride Book 2) (7 page)

“Well, in that case,” Grant grinned, “let’s get rid of these.” Grant tugged at my bra straps and as he did, positioned me so I was in the middle of the bed. He climbed onto the mattress next to me and started licking my breasts—long, slow licks that made my nipples turgid. I wrapped my arms around his neck, enjoying the pulling sensation as his teeth nibbled on my nipples.

Evan got behind me and started running his fingers up and down my spine, slowly and gently. “And we definitely need to lose these.” He slid his big hand down the elastic top of my panties, tugging them down. I wiggled out of them and he tossed them to the side.

“Now you’re naked,” Grant said, stating the obvious, his eyes wide.

I giggled. I could see he loved what he was looking at. Yes, I was totally exposed, but it felt really good—and so right.

“This is just how we like you.” He nibbled on my lips as he ran his hands along my breasts, cupping and squeezing the tissue. “These are perfect. Let’s see how they taste.” He moved his mouth to my nipples. “Mmm, delicious,” he moaned, his mouth full of nipple. “I love sucking your tits, Judy.”

Damn, and I loved having them sucked by him. Watching his full, sensuous lips work on my nipples was such a turn on.

“You’re gorgeous, baby.” Evan bit gently on the back of my neck. His fingers moved down my belly to find my pussy waiting for him. I was so wet and ready for his touch. I arched my back a little to give him easier access. His fingers insistently pushed apart my folds as he stroked the moist area.

Grant’s long tongue found my mouth again. He gave me a deep kiss, swirling his tongue inside my mouth. It felt amazing against the softness of my palette. Electric sparks shot through my body as he played with my breasts even more.

The men switched sides, with Grant sitting on his knees on the bed to touch my breasts from behind my back, and Evan moving to my front. Evan moaned as he moved his head down, between my legs. He spread my thighs wide, growling in pleasure as he dipped his tongue between my thighs and deep into my folds. “You taste so fucking incredible, babe. I’m going to lick every drop of your juices.”

I clawed at the bed as his tongue found my clit and he nibbled on it, pulling on the sensitive skin with his teeth. I dug my heels into the mattress as he pushed two fingers in my pussy and stroked up and down with his hand, continuing to lick my clit with his tongue.

“Oh my God!” I was dripping wet. Reaching down I pulled at tufts of his hair, pushing his face deeper into me.

I groaned with pleasure as Grant smothered my face and neck with kisses as his beefy hands squeezed my breasts harder.

Reaching behind me, I pulled on Grant’s cock. It was massive. I ran my hands along the girth of it. Grant leaned in, kissing me harder, and ran his fingers along my body.

“I love your body. You were made for fucking. You’re so beautiful.”

I tucked on his dick harder, stroking the pre-cum back along his shaft.

“I love having you touch my cock, baby,” Grant growled. “But I need to eat your pussy now.”

Without missing a beat, he and Evan shifted positions and Grant put his face deep into my crotch, licking and sucking. His tongue was velvety as he licked up and down my slit. He sucked my folds in his mouth like a vacuum, releasing them and sucking them more.

“Tasty,” Evan said as he worked on my tits pawing and slurping on them.

I stroked Evan’s cock. Like his brother, his cock was huge, but he was even wider and thicker.

“You want to eat this baby?”

I gulped. I was afraid I would choke on the thing, but I sure wanted to try. It was throbbing between my fingers and I couldn’t wait to take it in my mouth.

I was on my knees on the bed as Grant sucked my pussy, and now Evan stood straddled over me his huge cock in my face.

What’s a girl to do when a monster cock is dangling like a diamond in front of her? I grabbed his shaft and gobbled all that I could. My mouth was hungry to take in as much as possible.

As I sucked Evan’s dick, Grant sat up on the bed and lifted my legs so they were as wide open as they could be and on top of his.

“Oh God!” I gasped as I felt the tip of his dick enter me. He pushed further and further into my opening.

“Mmmm, you’re so wet and tight. You feel so good,” he moaned.

He fucked me with long deep strokes as I sucked Evan, my mouth taking in as much of Evan’s massive shaft as I could. I stretched my hand and ran it over Evan’s butt and back to his balls. His ass was so firm and round and his balls so large and tight.

Evan grimaced, pulling his cock away from my lips. “I’m going to come if you keep sucking me like that, and I want to fuck you first. Oh baby, how I want to fuck you.”

Grant pulled out of me and lifted me in the air. In a fluid motion he turned so he was under me and I was on top, sitting with my back to his face. I could hear him suck his fingers and he moved his wet hand to my ass. He lifted me slightly as he worked two fingers along my ass crack to moisten it.

“Oh…” I gasped in surprise as his fingers worked into my hole. I squirmed, trying to move away.

“Just relax your muscles,” he whispered.  He pulled his fingers out. I felt a moment of relief, but they were replaced with something much bigger as he pushed his dick firmly into my anus.

“Oh God!” It burned and stung but at the same time it was a delicious kind of hurt.

“Come here,” Grant rumbled. He pulled me downward so my back was pressed against his chest. I was lying on top of him. My legs were already bent and now they were spread wide open. It was the only way I could keep my balance. I was fully splayed out for Evan’s viewing pleasure with Grant’s dick up my ass, but I didn’t care. The sensation of Grant’s dick thrusting in and out of me was crazy good. As I pushed my hands into the sides of the mattress to help with my balance, Grant reached in front to massage my pussy, but Evan had beaten him to it.

My butt was burning as Evan rubbed my pussy. It was sopping wet.

“Mmmm, so beautiful and I’m going to fuck it deep and hard,” Evan growled as he stroked.

How much more could I take? I could feel myself tingling in anticipation.

Evan got on his knees and angled his cock so it was ready to dive in my folds…and then he pushed deep inside of me.

“Aiyeee…” I let out a yelp as the hardness of his dick started to fill up my vagina while Grant’s cock simultaneously filled up my backside. 

“You’re ours, right baby?” Evan asked in a low, sexy voice.

My whole body was shaking as Evan massaged my clit with his dick. My pussy tightened and relaxed as the men worked me over with their cocks. They were relentless.

“Yes…oh yes…” I squeaked out. I could hardly breathe, let alone speak.

“And you don’t want anyone else but us?” Grant rumbled as he thrust his cock deeper into my anus.

“No one, no one,” I cried. I could barely get the words out, the pleasure was so intense.

“We will mark you as ours then,” Evan said his nostrils flaring.

“Yes!” I screamed.

Before I had a chance to think Evan sank his teeth deep into my neck at the same time Grant did. I was shocked. The pain from their bites was excruciating, but at that moment my body shook as a massive orgasm erupted through me. I could feel the seed of my two shifters as they came at the same time, oozing from my butt crack and my pussy.

“You’re marked. You belong to us now!” Grant groaned.

I arched my back and screamed as waves of pleasure rippled through my body… “I’m yours forever!”

“Grant or I can go with you if you like,” Evan said, swiping a few strands of hair away from his face.

“Come on guys, you haven’t let me out of your sight since I moved here,” I shook my head. “I think I can handle this on my own.” I still couldn’t believe I’d quit my job and moved to Shifter Villages to live with Grant and Evan…and I really couldn’t believe I was getting married tomorrow.

I glanced around the bakery. Almost every table was filled with townspeople gobbling doughnuts, egg muffins, and slurping on coffees. Business was booming. “Besides, you need to be here to make more pastries and feed all these shifters!”

“Well, be careful. They still haven’t caught the person responsible for setting those fires,” Grant warned.

“I’ll be fine. I’m just going for a dress fitting right up the street.”

I gave the men a kiss, lingering a little bit too long on their full, soft lips. Who could blame me? I grabbed my pocketbook and set out from the bakery for the dry cleaners. They had a seamstress on site and we were doing the final fitting of my dress for the wedding.

The wedding—just thinking about it made my heart sing. Like my co-worker, Sherry, who’d recently married her lion shifter, Adrian, I’d decided that Kane’s Bar and Grill was the best venue. Grant and Evan wanted to invite everyone in town, and Kane’s was one of the few places in Shifter Villages big enough to hold that large a crowd.

As I entered the drycleaners, Tina, the seamstress, rushed over to greet me. “Are you all set for the big day?”

I nodded. “I’m so excited!” I tried not to gush and run on about my plans, but dammit, I couldn’t help it.

“So, what theme did you decide on…the tea or the picnic?”

I grinned. “Neither, haha. I had been tempted to have a teddy bear picnic, or a tea, or something very formal. I’d always imagined some fancy wedding at a museum with roses and glitz. But with Grant and Evan, it just didn’t feel right.”

Tina’s eyes glinted. “Tell me!”

I slipped out of my clothes and into the wedding dress. I let out a sigh of happiness as I glanced in the mirror. It was so pretty and simple; strapless and white with a crisscross waist and ruching. I couldn’t wait to see what Grant and Evan thought when they saw it.

“You look gorgeous!” Tina trilled.

“Thank you!” I twirled around in the dress. It felt wonderful.

“But what is your theme? Come on, I have to know,” Tina whined.

“Oh sure! I…was, uh, looking at the dress.”

Tina smiled, “Well?”

“Rustic country—we’re getting married country style with a good ‘ole fashioned hog roast and comfort food like mac and cheese and fresh fruits and veggies from the farmer’s market.” It was crazy that I wanted a country wedding, but I knew it was just the right thing for my men and me.

“Ooh, that sounds fabulous!” Tina gushed.

“The boys wanted to do something different for our wedding so we are having a huge red velvet cake along with lots of wedding pies; strawberry, raspberry, apple…mmm.” I licked my lips, thinking about it.

“Yum!” Tina smacked her lips together. “Anything the ‘Crazy Cakes Bakery’ makes is great! Red velvet cake is my favorite.”

“Plus, there will be a cookie table where guests can choose a cookie assortment and take a box of them home for a treat.”

“Double yum!” Tina tucked a few pins into the fold of the dress. “That’s it then. I’ll have this ready for you in the morning. Just think—you’ll be Mrs. Myles by tomorrow night!”

“I know—I can’t wait. Thanks Tina!” I gave her a hug.

As I walked away from the drycleaners I felt like I was floating. I wrapped my arms around my chest, hugging myself. Mrs. Myles…Mrs. Grant Myles…Mrs. Evan Myles….Mrs. Grant and Evan Myles. There were so many combinations. I couldn’t help but giggle, and I covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

A low growly voice from behind stopped me in my tracks. “So, I hear you’re hitching up with the baker bums.”

I turned around. “Brad!” His face looked a little mottled and his hair was a mess. It looked like he’d spent some time with a liquor bottle—too much time.

“Come on, Judith…you know you were meant to be my mate. Why would you want a hillbilly life with some bakery bozos when you and I can travel the world and become the king and queen of this town?”

“Get a life, Brad.” I shook my head and started to walk away. This guy was a pig.

“Gimme one good reason those cupcake bakers are better than me.”

Oh, there were plenty of reasons, but I didn’t have time to waste. “I love them,” I said simply. “Now, I’ve spent more than enough time talking to you today. I need to get back to my men. Why don’t you go find that waitress…what’s her name…Marcie, Marcie Shore.”

“I don’t want her…I want you,” Brad tripped over his words.

“Well, I don’t want you, and you’ll be lucky if she still does.”

“Fucking bears,” Brad hissed, lunging towards me.

I moved away and he fell with a loud thud
flat on his face on the ground.

“Ouch,” I said. He sure was going to have some bruises on that handsome face of his now.

“Mr. Big Guy, huh?” I stepped over him. “Don’t ever accost me again, or I’ll have Grant, Evan and Sheriff Matthews on your ass.”

I walked briskly back to the bakery. I wasn’t even that shaken up. Brad was such a friggin’ loser.

I pushed the door open to the bakery. I couldn’t wait to see my bears. As I walked in Adrian was on his way out, a large bag of Crazy Cakes Bakery goodies in one hand and a small leather bag in the other.

“Adrian!” I gave him a hug. “It’s so awesome to see you!”

Adrian grinned. “I hope you like the new look. They were so busy I had to come here to do it.” He pointed to the small black bag in one of his hands.

“The new look?” I cocked my brow.

“It’s for the wedding and beyond. I think they like it!” He tilted his head towards the counter.

I glanced behind the glass counter and did a double take. There were my two bears, Evan and Grant, grinning from ear to ear. My jaw dropped as I looked them over. Their scraggly hair had been neatly trimmed and their beards shaved down to just a wee bit of very sexy scruff.

I rushed over to them, wrapping my arms around them. They looked amazing. But I didn’t really care if their hair was scruffy or not. I just couldn’t wait to see them.

“I love you, Judy,” Grant kissed me softly on the lips.

“You’re our forever love,” Evan took a quick nibble of my neck. He slid one hand around my waist and patted my ass with the other.

“I love you two so much!” I hugged them tighter, nestling into their embrace. I was so lucky to be the bears’ babe!

The End

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