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“But I am. I can pretend to be my brother.” His brows jerked down and he put on an exaggeratedly dour expression. “I’m very, very serious and I never smile.”
His dark hair had almost gone to grey, and the salt and pepper in it, combined with his imposing build made him seem like a big daddy bear.
“You know, I’ve got some owies too,” Thorn said, the moment we got to my car. He leaned against my door, then pulled his shirt up to reveal all those taut abs.
“Just that… the guys that are supposed to come together for their mate, do. Koda will be the quiet, serious one you can cuddle up to. Alaric will be all responsible and make sure we have a roof over our heads and food in our stomachs. Lars will be the bossy daddy type…”
I’m Jane, Alaric’s mother and I think we might be distantly related. You see, I’m a Granger too. A very distant cousin of your father’s, I think.”
They didn’t know, as we do now, that some women are genetically a perfect match for us nor that when shifters spread across the world, in the wake of European colonisation, so did women who were suitable mates.
Fuck, I was South Australian, not Tasmanian. I didn’t want to play doctors and nurses with a potential cousin.
The idea of having children was something I’d shoved away from me, forced myself to reject it in the same way that the fertility goddesses had rejected me.
“Eat, love, and be strong, because, no matter how this plays out, you’re gonna need your strength.” “Especially for the four person orgy I have planned for later.”
“I don’t want no ‘I can’t keep coming, Thorn. I’ve already had twenty orgasms’ nonsense.”
He didn’t seem to care that my lips were still slick with mayo from the salad, so neither did I.
“Of course if you needed me to give you a tongue bath, I wouldn’t complain at all—”
“Your mums were going to tell me about your penis,” I said with a frown. “Why would they want to tell me about that?”
“You’re so…” She sounded all breathy and excited, and that was exactly the Nat I wanted to come out and play tonight. If she could just stay in this frame of mind… “Panty-meltingly massive and muscly?”
When Nat moved forward, mouth open, tongue flicking out, I nearly fucking blew my load right there and then. But I took a deep breath and mentally told myself that a facial and a biology lesson weren’t conducive to future sexual bliss so I needed to just go with the latter.
I found the baculum, a long, thin bone all bears have in their dicks, and pressed her fingers to it until I heard her gasp. In our furry cousins it just helped them do the hokey pokey with more ease when trying to mate with a female the size of a large car.
“Don’t be scared,” I told her. “It’s OK. It won’t hurt you. I can never hurt you.” “There’s a bone hook,” she said, pointing and staring, fear changing her scent to an acrid stink that made me want to pull away or make it better. “We have a baculum, just like bears do, but ours has… added benefits. When we’re fucking you, buried so deep and you’re all wet and screaming below, it’ll shoot out right when you are ready to come, catching on your G-spot and locking us inside you. We don’t come in one quick series of spurts.”
“Have a feel of the hook, babe,” I told her, shivering when she did as she was told. It didn’t have nerve endings in it but, still, I could feel the movement all the way down my shaft. “It’s rounded off, blunt. More like a G-spot toy than a hook, per se, and if you keep doing that…” I took a deep breath in and blew it out slowly, trying to find equilibrium.
“So how do I give you head? Because that isn’t going to feel good going down my throat.”
But then she fucking looked up at me, looking like the perfect little slut in that moment. Not in the pejorative sense, but like she was fucking loving every minute of this.
“Bears love honey, baby, and by your scent I think you’ve got a whole lot for me to lick up.”
Her clit was throbbing from all the attention but so was her cunt. It was fluttering, clenching, sending out frantic little SOS calls and I was the one who’d come to the rescue.
“You showed me a dick with a built in G-spot attachment,” Nat said, cocking her head to one side. “You really think I wouldn’t be raring to give that a go?”
“Damn girl! You celebrated Paul being in jail with multiple dick? High five!”
“Some. Some, huh? How many somes? And did that include the massive scowly one with the Big Daddy Energy?”
“All fucking night?” Holly punched me in the arm hard, making me pull away with a yelp. “I need details. So, what’re we talking here? DP? DVP? Multiple orgasms? She had to at least have had a couple, right?”
I felt oddly shy for a girl who had let two guys bukkake me in the morning, then massage in the sticky residue, but I managed to overcome my uncertainty to reach out and place my hands on his thighs, feeling the muscular strength there.
“So, let me get this straight,” Brian said to Nat. “Your ex is threatening to shoot us on sight because,” he frowned as he looked at a piece of paper in his hand, “of a property deal?”
“Yeah? Well, show me what you’ve got, Bear Boy.”
I was pushing the shopping trolley and she skipped ahead of me, grabbing a bachelor’s handbag (a rotisserie chicken in a plastic carry bag) and putting it in the trolley.
“OK, what about this?” I picked up a selection of Mersey Valley flavoured cheeses. They infused their blocks with bacon, sweet chilli or pickled onion. Each one was a cheddar but it was so rich in dairy fats it was soft and spreadable, still with the bite of a vintage cheese.
“Is this one of those 9 1/2 Weeks things?” she asked, raising an eyebrow as her nose wrinkled. “Because, dude, yeast infections. Look it up.”
so…” I ran a hand up the inside of her jean covered thigh, watching her pupils blow wide and her breathing come in shorter and shorter pants before I cupped her mound, my whole hand covering her. “There will be no yeast infections here, only pleasure.”
Each one of my men seemed to have been overly blessed by the Penis Fairy.
“Reeks like a trucker’s bathroom in there,” Nicky drawled. “Not that I’d know—” “We know you can suck a golf ball down a garden house,” Holly snarked, “so don’t lie.
“I knew you had BDE,” Nicky said with narrowed eyes, as he pointed his finger at his boss. “Big dick energy?” Holly shot back. “I think you’re mistaking me for some of those ‘friends’ you keep making in truck stop toilets.” “Big dyke energy,” Nicky countered. “And I hope you’re as good at cleaning carpet as you are eating it, because this place…?”
The crystals in urine remain after it's dried, and that’s what keeps the smell around.”
Langston was a sleepy little place, not really having the issues with meth addiction and crime that some other small towns did, so I wasn’t used to having to deal with any of the consequences of vandalism or break-ins.
But, can I just say, if I ever had the opportunity to throw my knickers in the air and then dive into a veritable pool of hot man flesh, I would. Without a second thought. Soz not soz.”
shut the fuck up,” I hissed at her. “Does it hurt? Is that why you’re so cranky? Does it like smash into your cervix— Shit! Is that what it's for? To burrow through your cervix and impregnate you with boy bear babies?”
“A baculum. Bears have them in their peens, and so do the guys.
“So you’re gonna get bear dick tonight,” she said with a sly grin, nudging me in the ribs. “Don’t say it like that,” I said, picking up my plate and moving the food around on it with my fork. “It sounds creepy.” “Twin bear dick.” “Fuck, you always make me regret telling you things.” “So how would these speculums—?” “Baculums,” I corrected. “It’s not like I’m getting a pap smear.” “Whatever. How would these dick bones work in a DVP? Like, could one dig into the good spot and the other just be… not bony? Otherwise, it’d shred his brother’s dick to pieces. And that’d just be gross.”
“What else could you call him?” Holls replied with a twist of her lips. “I mean Maggot Infested Cat Shit That Was Eaten By A Dog Then Vomited Up Again is just too wordy, plus Fuckface works so well. He has a head like a bucket full of busted arseholes and every time I see him my mind goes ‘Fuck! Not this arsehole again’.
“This was…” She let out a big huff of breath, then threw her hands in the air. “A total shit show, but it wasn’t my shit show.” She stared back at the ruins. “I didn’t set that fire.” “Nothing a four man orgy couldn’t solve, right?”
“I’m guessing ‘solution’ isn’t code for me, Koda and the boys making you airtight, right?”
“C’mon ladies, make with the fucky fucky details.”
“I thought there’d be a whole lot more DP in this conversation,” Holly muttered until I jabbed her in the ribs with my elbow. “Because once you accept all of them, that’s when the magic happens,” Ingrid said. “And by magic you mean DVP and DAP,” Holly said to herself, tapping out some notes.
“They’re gonna imprint on you harder than Jacob did with that weird baby thing in the movie.”
“You’ll still come and see me sometimes, right? I mean I get you have a sea of dick to dive into, but—”
“Take me home,” I said, the words feeling like they had a ceremonial weight to them. “Then, just take me.”
