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left something behind as he pushed free. Something glistening… red …
“Oh my god, you’re injured!” I cried out. I instinctively reached for my shirt, hoping to rip free a makeshift tourniquet, only to remember that I was in what was effectively underwear…and that all of them were naked.
“I don’t…we’ve got to stop the blood!”
“It is no use,” Lars told me, eying Craig with remorseful concern. “His wound is quite deep. He won’t survive it for long.”
“But there has to be something we can do!” I was holding him now, clamped onto his rugged, chiseled shoulders. “Something I can do… anything …”
“There is…a way,” Lars replied.
“No,” Craig whispered, his voice hoarse. “It is too much. I won’t allow it.”
“What is it?” I demanded, grabbing Lars now. “You’ve got to tell me.”
Craig turned away in disgust, seated against the cave wall. He was already starting to grow pale, and I could see sweat glistening on his brow as his chest heaved.
“We are werebear shifters,” Lars explained. “It is what allows us to change from bear to man and back again. This gift, it grants us incredible strength and speed. And there is a way to recover from injuries such as his.”
“How?” I repeated. “What do I need to do?”
“Mate,” Sven chimed in. “We can regenerate injuries, cheat death, but only by mating. The primal lust overpowers us, but it heals us as well…and it may just save our alpha male from the edge of death.”
“I won’t allow it,” Craig answered. “You cannot make that kind of commitment.”
The danger I had been in had kept me occupied, but with my aggressors put down, that danger was over. I glanced between the three of them — three handsome, rugged, highly attractive specimens of what it meant to be a real man. In the same thought, I recalled how they had saved me, time and time again — rescuing me from the forest and reviving me, staving off wildcats not once, but twice …
And their ferocity had been an incredible turn-on. I felt protected with them, nurtured even, and they were large, indomitable forces of their own. The shifters had told me that they were the lords of the forest — and after everything I had see, I fully believed them.
Getting to fuck one of them was just icing on the cake.
I gazed seductively at Craig, unclasping my bra from behind. As I tossed it to the side, my thick, supple bosom fell free from its restraints, and my puffy nipples graced the air — begging for attention.
“I’m all yours, Craig,” I told him. “Mate me like the animal you are.”
Craig growled lightly, turning his face away again. “You don’t understand…it’s not just me. You can’t mate just one …”
“You must mate all,” Lars hungrily whispered in my ear, as Sven descended upon my breast, consumed with lust.
* * * *
As Craig watched, slumped in the corner, the other two shifters began to squeeze at my breasts and kiss my skin. Their grasping, needful hands snaked up my curves and took hold of my supple pillows.
Sven took my nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth as he began to suck gingerly, engulfing my puffy nub with his lips. I cooed, squeezing his head in the crook of my arm as my hand grasped at his hair. Soon, Lars joined him, descending to take the other between his own lips. Clasping onto both shifters, I let them taste my nipples, their hands squeezing and kneading my breasts all the while. I felt my thighs rub together as my loins purred to life, needing attention.
“Come on, Craig,” I whispered soothingly. “Take me. I’ll all yours…all of yours.”
He grumbled, still clenching into his side. But he couldn’t take his eyes off of my thick, curvaceous body, and one look at his unwavering, piercing green gaze told me
“Oh my god, you’re injured!” I cried out. I instinctively reached for my shirt, hoping to rip free a makeshift tourniquet, only to remember that I was in what was effectively underwear…and that all of them were naked.
“I don’t…we’ve got to stop the blood!”
“It is no use,” Lars told me, eying Craig with remorseful concern. “His wound is quite deep. He won’t survive it for long.”
“But there has to be something we can do!” I was holding him now, clamped onto his rugged, chiseled shoulders. “Something I can do… anything …”
“There is…a way,” Lars replied.
“No,” Craig whispered, his voice hoarse. “It is too much. I won’t allow it.”
“What is it?” I demanded, grabbing Lars now. “You’ve got to tell me.”
Craig turned away in disgust, seated against the cave wall. He was already starting to grow pale, and I could see sweat glistening on his brow as his chest heaved.
“We are werebear shifters,” Lars explained. “It is what allows us to change from bear to man and back again. This gift, it grants us incredible strength and speed. And there is a way to recover from injuries such as his.”
“How?” I repeated. “What do I need to do?”
“Mate,” Sven chimed in. “We can regenerate injuries, cheat death, but only by mating. The primal lust overpowers us, but it heals us as well…and it may just save our alpha male from the edge of death.”
“I won’t allow it,” Craig answered. “You cannot make that kind of commitment.”
The danger I had been in had kept me occupied, but with my aggressors put down, that danger was over. I glanced between the three of them — three handsome, rugged, highly attractive specimens of what it meant to be a real man. In the same thought, I recalled how they had saved me, time and time again — rescuing me from the forest and reviving me, staving off wildcats not once, but twice …
And their ferocity had been an incredible turn-on. I felt protected with them, nurtured even, and they were large, indomitable forces of their own. The shifters had told me that they were the lords of the forest — and after everything I had see, I fully believed them.
Getting to fuck one of them was just icing on the cake.
I gazed seductively at Craig, unclasping my bra from behind. As I tossed it to the side, my thick, supple bosom fell free from its restraints, and my puffy nipples graced the air — begging for attention.
“I’m all yours, Craig,” I told him. “Mate me like the animal you are.”
Craig growled lightly, turning his face away again. “You don’t understand…it’s not just me. You can’t mate just one …”
“You must mate all,” Lars hungrily whispered in my ear, as Sven descended upon my breast, consumed with lust.
* * * *
As Craig watched, slumped in the corner, the other two shifters began to squeeze at my breasts and kiss my skin. Their grasping, needful hands snaked up my curves and took hold of my supple pillows.
Sven took my nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth as he began to suck gingerly, engulfing my puffy nub with his lips. I cooed, squeezing his head in the crook of my arm as my hand grasped at his hair. Soon, Lars joined him, descending to take the other between his own lips. Clasping onto both shifters, I let them taste my nipples, their hands squeezing and kneading my breasts all the while. I felt my thighs rub together as my loins purred to life, needing attention.
“Come on, Craig,” I whispered soothingly. “Take me. I’ll all yours…all of yours.”
He grumbled, still clenching into his side. But he couldn’t take his eyes off of my thick, curvaceous body, and one look at his unwavering, piercing green gaze told me
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