Page 32 of Bound to Two Bears

Fear flooded Carson at the thought of that monster filling him. Royce snagged the lube bottle and gave his thick shaft a stroke or two. He spread it along his vast length before he stepped into the vacant spot Jared had left behind. Royce pressed between his thighs.

“I don’t know if I can handle that much cock,” Carson said, staring down at the thick brand of Royce’s shaft.

“You’ll be able to handle it. You like it hard and rough, remember?” Royce smeared a little more of the lube along Carson’s asshole and penetrated him with a thick finger.

Jared chuckled lightly beside Carson. “Yes, yes he does.”

Carson tried to backtrack, even though the finger fucking him felt so incredibly good. “I only said that because I’d had him before. I knew what to expect.”

Royce grabbed Carson’s thighs and spread him wide. “You’ll soon learn what to expect from me as well.”

“It’ll be easier if you relax,” Jared said, snaking a hand around to massage Carson’s cock.

The rhythmic movement of Jared’s hand did help him calm a little, but he doubted it would be enough to take Royce’s girth.

“You’re a mate,” Royce whispered. “Your body was born for this. For us.”

Carson frowned, confused by that statement. Is that why he’d been able to take a cock so easily the night before? He’d anticipated it hurting a lot more, yet it hadn’t.

“I won’t hurt you,” Royce murmured. “If it’s too much, we can stop.”

Carson looked up at Royce and thought back to Jared’s words from earlier. They would do anything to protect him. That knowledge was enough for Carson to relax a bit. He instinctively knew his bears would’ve thrown down their lives for him earlier. Hurting him wasn’t even a consideration, unless it was the delectable pain Carson seemed to enjoy.

Royce caught his stare. “Ready?”

Carson nodded, holding the man’s gaze.

Royce pressed the thick head of his cock against Carson’s anus and slowly pushed inside. The sting of pain was there, but nowhere as bad as he’d expected. Inch by inch, the monstercock filled him and stretched him wide. It was too much, yet he wanted more. His moans came without end as the bear claimed his body.

The pressure… the fullness… he couldn’t describe it. His body was no longer his own. It was theirs.

Only theirs.

The second Royce was balls deep, he came, his orgasm slamming into him from nowhere. Cum shot from his cock and erupted over the side of Jared’s fist as the bear milked him. A scream tore from his lips as he rocked against the thick mast filling him.

When the smoke cleared, Royce began to move. Slowly at first, he fed his huge cock into Carson’s ass. Slickened by the lube, his bear fucked him, grasping his hips and driving deep. Carson didn’t know why he’d been so fearful. Royce was his, molded for him. Or rather, he felt molded for Royce. He closed his eyes and raged against the bear, meeting every thrust with one of his own.

Royce’s eyes began to glow as he rode Carson hard, pumping his cock faster and faster. His bear moved with abandon, claiming his body with every stroke. They thrashed together as Royce sought his absolution.

His gaze captured Carson’s when his body stiffened. He knew what was coming and rushed to meet the next thrust. Carson’s bear roared as he came, filling Carson with a second load of cum. Royce continued to rock his hips, emptying himself and giving Carson everything he had.

When he finally stilled, Royce ran his hands over Carson’s body, touching every inch he could reach. “I couldn’t have asked the gods for more than what they’ve sent us. You’re perfect.”

Carson stared up at the huge man and realized the sense of belonging he’d always searched for was right there.

They wanted to cherish him, mind, body, and soul—as long as he was willing. After the pleasures they’d wrought from him, how could he not be?

9

Royce held Carson’s gaze as he slowly pulled out of their mate’s body. Deep down, he knew they were likely pushing him too hard, too fast, btu then Jared was anxious to have everything tied up neatly in a bow by the end of the weekend. He feared that might not happen. He lifted his gaze to Jared, curious what was shared when he was down the mountain. He almost asked, but he was ready to have a little alone time with Carson himself.

Maybe he’d be able to see where Carson’s head was at if he could get a few minutes without Jared there to push. “Do you mind going down to check on Paul?”

“Paul?” Jared asked, frowning.

“I left him in charge of the desk.”

“He has no experience there. Why did you leave him?”

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