Page 19 of Bound to Two Bears

“We heal faster than humans,” Royce answered. “Thank you for your care. I healed even faster thanks to you.”

Carson looked up, into Royce’s molten stare and suddenly realized he was alone with the two of them. Naked. Both men were rock hard and eyeing Carson like they wanted to devour him. His gaze traveled lower, unable to deny another peek. Royce’s cock was a monster, thicker than any Carson had ever seen, not that he’d seen all that many. Jared was thick, as well, but a bit smaller than Royce.

He yearned to touch them both, explore the thick veins protruding along the surfaces. He wanted to drop to his knees and taste them, learn every inch with his tongue and lips. He wanted to taste their cum in his mouth, swallow it down.

He nearly moaned from the thought alone.

What is wrong with me?

When he looked up, both males’ eyes glowed bright golden. There was danger in their heated stares, a danger Carson craved but shouldn’t yield to. He had never been with a man, let alone two. He lifted his hands to fend them off, when his own traitorous body grew taut and harder with need. “What are you doing in here?”

Royce stepped a little closer and under the spray. He began to wash off the dried blood on his chest while watching Carsonclosely. “I needed to wash off, too. I figured there was plenty of room in here.”

Carson swallowed against the knot in his throat, his body trembling with need.

Royce scrubbed his face under the spray and then leveled his gaze at Carson, adding a devastating smile.

Carson leaned back against the cool tiles, trying to calm his raging body, but knew there was no chance of that happening. Both bears could plainly see his desire. He was hard, his cock jutting out, eager for their touch. “You could’ve waited until I was done.”

And then I’d have missed looking at how gorgeous they are.

“You were taking so long, I figured we’d just climb in and share the last of the hot water,” Royce said, his voice deep. The rich, whiskey sound was almost enough to lure Carson into wanting whatever that moment was about to become. Royce finished washing off before turning toward Carson. He reached out and pulled Carson close, before lowering his head.

The touch of Royce’s lips made heat explode within him. Carson had never kissed a man, but as Royce claimed his mouth, he felt as if he’d never been truly kissed before. Royce mastered his mouth, taking what he wanted and leaving nothing untouched. The man’s beard rubbed against his stubble, the firmer feel of masculine lips on his so foreign. Yet it felt divine. Royce consumed Carson with that kiss, makinggayorstraightno longer a concern.

It wasn’t about gender. It was simply about need. Carson needed and these two bears could satisfy the ache he’d lived with for far too long.

Jared moved closer, too, rinsing off the remnants of Royce’s blood before pressing his front to Carson’s back. Sandwiched between the two large, powerful men, he surrendered, letting them take whatever they wanted from him. He melted against Jared, who licked and kissed his neck and shoulder, while pinching his tight nipples. Royce’s hand trailed down Carson’s body and cupped his sack, never pulling away from their heated, savage kiss.

Carson’s eyes closed as raw need consumed him. They touched, stroked, and ignited that need with every second that passed. And he could only want more.

Royce pulled his mouth away, and Carson immediately wanted it back. He opened his eyes and met Royce’s heated stare. The bear worked his hand up and down Carson’s hard shaft, knowing exactly how to stroke it. Carson leaned back against Jared and let his head fall against the bear’s chest as they claimed his body. His eyes closed as he focused on the feel of their hands on him.

“Look at me,” Royce demanded.

Carson knew the bear wouldn’t be denied. He obeyed the harsh command, locking stares with the man.

“What an obedient mate,” Royce purred, a half-smile playing over his lips. “Just how I like a man.”

Carson wanted to deny the statement. He wasn’t obedient, all while realizing he’d already surrendered to them. There was no fight in him. He wanted the pleasure he sensed they could provide.

When he felt fingers against his anus, he finally found a boundary he wasn’t ready to cross.

“Relax,” Jared whispered in his ear. “It’ll be much easier if you do.”

“I’ve never…”

“I know,” Jared whispered in answer to the statement that had died on Carson’s lips. “We’ll make sure you’re ready for us.”

Carson felt another swipe against his ass. A slippery finger obviously coated with something pressed against the puckered bud. Royce reclaimed his mouth as the finger slid past the tight nerves. A pinch of pain made him pull away for a moment, but Royce grabbed his head and forced his lips back. The kiss helped make the pain fade, his mind returning to the pleasure of Royce’s mouth.

Jared’s long, thick finger impaled him, the first time anything had ever broached that hole. He was shocked as the sting receded and transformed into a blossoming indulgence. Walking the line between pleasure and pain, the feel of Jared’s finger slowly slipping in and out of his hole drew a moan from his lips.

“You like that, hmm?” Jared whispered against his ear. “Maybe I need to add another.”

Carson tensed, worried about the pain.

“Shhh,” Jared hissed at his ear. “You’re gonna like this. I promise.”

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