Snow White And The Three Werebears: Part One (A BBW Paranormal Menage Romance) (4 page)

“Dax won’t hurt you. He has to remain in bear form now until after Litha, it’s too dangerous for him to try shift now when he’s weak. He’ll be stronger in bear form and better able to protect you while we’re… occupied.” Ty swallowed, his eyes focussed on her voluptuous breasts and diamond-hard nipples.

Jacob shook his head and gave a wistful smile. “But it doesn’t mean Dax can’t feel desire, or enjoy watching us giving you pleasure.” Jacob gave a wistful smile. “Our pack bond is cemented by sharing.” He explained. “And that bond is critical for our survival, as well as protecting our mate. We look out for each other. When he feels pain, I feel pain.”

“And when I feel pleasure, he feels it too.” added Ty, causing Jacob to groan and place a soft kiss on Snow’s trembling lips. “It triples the pleasure.”

“And now we’ve found you, I truly believe you’re meant to be our mate.” Jacob promised, staring into her eyes with his hypnotic gaze. “Even if you don’t want to go ahead with this, we’ll take you back up to the house and keep watch from the perimeter.”

Snow swallowed and couldn’t quite believe what she was about to say, so the words tumbled out before sense prevailed. “I want that. To be protected. And to go back up to the house.” She ran her hand down each one’s hard angled face, her soft palms rasped by their dark beards.

She drew in a shaky breath. “And I want you to share me. Show me what it’s like to belong. To be wanted.” Overcome with emotion she felt a tear slip down her cheek, and buried her face in Jacob’s naked chest.

“Oh Snow,” she heard him say, as he stroked her long, tousled hair away from her face and gently rubbed his cheek against her head. “We want nothing more.”

Chapter Eight

Ty scooped her up in his arms again, and carried her from the cabin, with Jacob striding along beside them. She peeked out over Ty’s massive bicep and squinted to see through the darkness, unsurprised to see a dark bear-shape following some distance away. She hoped it was Dax and not another werebear. Snow wasn’t afraid any more though, she knew in her heart that Ty and Jacob would protect her from any beasts that lurked.

A few minutes later, Snow was gently deposited by her front door. Both men stood closely behind her, their bodies a barricade between her and the darkness behind, as she fumbled for the spare key under the door mat.

“Really? That’s your security system?” gritted Ty, clearly unimpressed.

She smiled up at him, no longer intimidated by his grouchy manner. “Hey, I’ve got you two as my personal guards now,” she teased.

Jacob chuckled and nodded towards the huge black bear emerging from the darkness. “You’ve got three of us, actually.”

A thrill of excitement and nervousness ran down Snow’s spine, as she unlocked her door and invited them in. The living room glowed with soft light from the table lamp she’d left on, and the tantalisingly sweet smell of honey cookies hung in the air. She watched in amusement as both men’s faces lifted and they sniffed the air with undisguised pleasure.

“Hungry?” she teased, walking towards her kitchen with them in close pursuit. “Only for you my sweet,” replied Jacob, squeezing her butt gently with his huge hand. A thrill of desire shot straight to Snow’s core and she fumbled as she tried to open the container packed with her infamous White Honey cookies.

“Speak for yourself.” said Ty, taking two cookies and devouring them in quick succession.

Snow giggled and poured them each a glass of sparkling honey mead. The look of utter pleasure on their faces as they drank her mead, made her feel proud and incredibly turned on, at the same time. They might be human on the outside, but she sensed their animal instincts were very close to the surface.

She sipped her own glass of mead slowly, watching with joy as they sat around her kitchen counter, and ate practically the entire container of cookies.

“What about Dax?” she asked, feeling guilty about leaving one of the brothers out. “Would he want something to eat?” The temperature in the open living area had got incredibly high, so she moved over and flung open the French doors that lead out to the deck that wrapped around the front and kitchen side of her house. The soft sounds of owls hooting in the distance carried in on the scented summer night air.

“He’s better to stay outside,” chuckled Jacob, as he stood up and walked towards her. “Safer that way.”

“He’d eat all my cookies?” she smiled up at him, thankful that the mead’s heat calmed her nerves when he placed his large hands on her generous hips and pulled her close towards him.

“And more,” Jacob whispered, leaning down and capturing her lips with hers, kissing her until every rational thought in her brain fled. She felt, rather than saw, Ty stand behind her. He wasn’t touching her, but she could feel the heat off his body pulsating against her back.

Jacob tucked a stray hair behind her ear, his touch soft on her heated skin. “Are you sure you want to do this, sweetheart?” he asked softly.

Snow felt like she was going to go up in flames any minute, if these two didn’t extinguish the fire of desire that was building within her.

“I’m sure.” She replied, looking first at Jacob and then turned towards Ty, silently asking for a kiss. He responded with a swift, almost brutal, assault on her lips. If it was for Jacob holding her steady, she wouldn’t have been able to remain upright. Their blatant desire for her boosted her confidence and made her believe in her attractiveness, more than any other man had.

They took turns kissing her, seducing her mouth with their lips, as they spun her between them, holding her gently, but firmly, between their enormous, hard bodies. Snow felt no longer embarrassed by her body, as the one who wasn’t kissing her, whispered how beautiful they found her, how her generous curves turned them on, and what they wanted to do to her, when they got between her soft thighs.

It was the single, most erotic experience of her life and she was still semi-dressed she realized, as she stepped away from them and dragged in heavy breaths, fighting to fill her lungs with air.

It seemed the most natural thing in the world that she could kiss one brother and then respond to another seconds later.

Snow lifted her hand and slid the tiny straps of her nightie off her shoulders, letting the pink silk pool at her feet. She swallowed and lifted her head to look from one man to the other, bracing herself for the rejection in their eyes when they saw her thick thighs, soft tummy, and full, pendulous breasts. Any doubts that they wouldn’t find her attractive immediately fled, as the identical lust-filled expressions on their faces had her heart rate tripling.

“You are exquisite,” growled Ty. Her eyes dropped to the enormous bulge straining against the crotch of his jeans. Nope, definitely no faking that.

Jacob gave her a wicked, toe-curling smile and held out his hand, “Come here, my love, and let us worship you.”

Snow didn’t need a second invitation. She put her hand in his and let him lead her to the thickly cushioned sofa in her living room. Her eyebrows raised. “Not the bedroom?”

He paused, standing beside the sofa, his naked torso glowing bronze in the soft lamp light. “All in good time, sweetheart.” He captured her hands between his and pressed them against his bare chest. “I want you to touch me.” His muscles played under her trembling hands, and she was vaguely aware of Ty sitting down on the couch behind her, quietly watching.

Heart pounding, Snow relished the feeling of his tight, muscled chest as she slowly traced the ridges of Jacob’s abs with her fingers, trailing down, down, down towards the waistband of his jeans. He gasped as she dipped her fingers between the straining denim and his hard, flat stomach, and felt for his restrained cock.

Jacob gasped as her fingers connected with his smooth, hard flesh. Snow smiled up at him.

“You’re wearing underwear!” she tweaked the waistband of his boxers. “I wouldn’t have thought werebears bothered with that.” She teased.

His eyes glittered with humor and desire. “When we shift, it disappears. In human form, it takes this.” With one swift motion, he slid off his jeans and shorts, his immense, erect cock bouncing out in front of her like a sword.

“Oh,” gasped Snow, all thought of joking immediately fled. “You’re… impressive.”

She heard Ty snort in the background. “Oh, please.”

Jacob gathered her towards him, pressing her naked body against his hot, straining flesh, and whispered loudly. “He’s just jealous. I’m the best lover of the pack.”

Snow giggled, then shrieked, as Ty yanked her away from Jacob, and she tumbled down onto the couch. “Don’t listen to that cub, I’m the best.” He growled, bring a firm hand behind her head and pulling her towards him. His tongue traced the seam of her lips, demanding entrance, and Snow willingly let him in, relishing the feeling of absolute surrender to his passionate assault.

The couch dipped beside her, and Jacob ran his hands up and down her body, soothing her heated flesh, as Ty almost cruelly demanded more from her.

When he finally let her up for air, Snow realized this wouldn’t be the polite or civilized lovemaking she’d experienced in college. These two men were animals at heart, and despite their current outward
gorgeous
appearance, they could easily kill her.

To her surprise, she realized that idea only made her more turned on by them.
So who’s the animal now
asked the devil on her shoulder. She didn’t get to answer that question, because at that moment, Jacob leaned over and licked her nipple with his long, wet, tongue, and all reason flew out of Snow’s mind.

“Oh, my God.” Snow breathed, lost in a maelstrom of sensation. Then, Ty reached down, and stroked her other breast, teasing the nipple with his calloused fingers, until it was painfully rigid.

When he too suckled and pulled at her nipple with his hot mouth, she was incapable of any further thought.

Fire sizzled along her entire body as they worked at her breasts, tugging and sucking. Liquid heat pooled between her thighs, and she squirmed in delight under their twin ministration.

“Keep still, woman.” Muttered Ty, clamping a large hand down on her hip, and giving her nipple a sharp bite of reproof that sent erotic waves of pain straight toward her pussy.

Snow held onto their heads for dear life, threading her fingers into their silky, jet black hair. Jacob’s was longer than Ty’s, spilling down to his shoulder blades in a dark curtain. Mewling sounds came from her involuntarily as they took turns kissing her neck, breasts and sensitive rib cage. They completely crowded her, until she didn’t know where one started and the other stopped.

“Want more.” Growled Ty, and sliding his large body down onto the floor and shucking off his pants in one swift movement.

Snow lifted her head up and looked down at him, where he was poised between her open legs. Alarmed, she struggled to sit up but was pushed back by a powerful hand.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” crooned Jacob, sweeping back the damp, tousled curls off her forehead.

Embarrassed, she tried to cover her bare pussy. “I’m too wet… I need to wash first… before he goes
down there,”
she stammered.

Ty captured both her wrists with single hand and pressed them into the couch, and used his other hand to gently part the glistening folds of her pussy. She wiggled as his fingers traced the outside of her swollen, wet, slit. “Never be ashamed of this Snowanna-Jane,” he ordered. “The evidence of your desire for us, only makes us want you more. It is natural and normal.”

But there was nothing normal about her reaction when he slid one thick digit into her pussy, hitting her g-spot with almost painful accuracy.

“Oh God, stop!” she cried, frantically trying to wriggle away.

Jacob’s head shot up from where he was nuzzling her breasts. “Is he hurting you? Ty stop that immediately.”

“No, no. Don’t stop,” moaned Snow, on the brink of coming in an exploding orgasm all over Ty’s hand. “He’s not hurting. I’m too … too turned on.” Her eyes squeezed shut in embarrassment, hearing their chuckles.

God, she was positively
wanton
with these two. She’d never been one to like losing control, yet here she was, a giant puddle of lust, unable to curb her own traitorous desire. When she’d been with guys in the past, she’d been so focussed on sucking in her stomach, and making love in a darkened room, she’d never really been able to let go.

Now, these two men, with all their undisguised animal lust, made her forget her inhibitions and Snow pushed aside all doubts that they couldn’t find her body attractive.

She ran her foot along Ty’s massive thigh, as he crouched between her legs, feeling blindly for his naked manhood. Her seeking toes encountered something… was it… if she could just reach over a bit more…

Ty slapped her foot away. “That’s enough of that, honey-girl. You’ll get to play with that all in good time.”

Snow pouted, then gasped, as Ty gave her a punishing flick with his large, firm tongue, on her clit.

“You’re not being fair.” She complained, writhing under his ministrations.

Jacob pressed comforting kisses to her face, neck and sensitive shoulders. “Shhh…”, he crooned. “Let us focus on you. We need you to be ready to take us both. We’re bigger than most men.”