Page 41 of Bound to Two Bears

Jared met Carson’s twinkling gaze and shook his head. “Get naked before I rip your clothes off.”

Carson kicked off his shoes and then dropped the sweatpants he’d tossed on haphazardly. He wore no underwear. It would’ve taken too long.

“Might as well take off the shirt, too,” Jared said with a wicked grin.

Carson drew it over his head and tossed it on top of his pants. “There. You got me naked in record time.”

“Always have to have goals,” Jared said with a smile. He closed in and gripped Carson’s cock through the washcloth and stroked the length several times.

Carson had already been on edge, his cock at half-mast since they’d come to get him. With a few strokes, Jared was successfulwhere Deidre had failed. He was rock hard and ready for his mates in an instant.

Jared lowered his head and captured Carson’s lips. When he lifted from the too-brief kiss, Jared shared a lopsided grin.

“You know you’ll be punished for running from us, right?”

A tremor moved down Carson’s spine at the thought. “Punished?”

Jared spun Carson to face the sink and mirror. “That is, if your ass is in shape for another spanking.”

Carson gripped the edge of the vanity as Jared ran a hand over his ass. The thought of a spanking made Carson’s cock even harder. The head dripped pre-cum into the sink. He hoped he was healed enough to take more damage from that steely palm.

“Looks pretty good,” Jared said, his voice deep. He knelt behind Carson and began to run the washcloth over Carson’s ass and then dipped it along Carson’s ass and crack. After he tossed the washcloth on the counter, his lips moved over both cheeks, dropping kisses in random spots, nibbling and biting here and there as well.

Carson’s back arched as the man licked him all over. When he pushed Carson’s cheeks apart and spread his tongue along Carson’s back hole, a moan fell from his lips. Another crept from Carson’s throat as Jared pressed into the fissure and tongue fucked him. He held on tight, his grip on the counter white-knuckled as his bear licked him most intimately.

A hand moved on his cock, pumping along the length as that masterful tongue continued to massage his anus.

“Getting ahead of me once again.”

Carson looked over his shoulder to see Royce standing in the doorway.

“I had to make sure his ass was ready for his punishment,” Jared said, rising to his feet.

Royce closed the gap and came to stop beside Jared. “He does need a good spanking, I’d say.”

“You read my mind,” Jared said with a smile.

Carson turned to face both men. “Quit running your mouths and get on with it.”

Royce grabbed the back of Carson’s head and tugged him close for a quick, heated kiss. “You asked for it.”

Royce slid his fingers into Carson’s short locks and dragged him from the bathroom. It didn’t hurt, not really. The forceful show only fed the need Carson had for rough play. A groan bubbled up his throat as they directed him to the playroom.

Once inside, Royce dragged him over to the spanking bench and forced him down. His arms were pulled up and his wrists cuffed. Jared spread his legs and cuffed his ankles to the bottom. When he was in place, he looked around at the two men, his heart thundering in his chest. He craved the spanking they were about to deliver.

“I think we need to prep that asshole of his before we get to spanking,” Royce announced. He came over seconds later—lube in one hand and a large butt plug in the other.

Jared moved to the wall and searched the spanking implements as Royce coated his ass with lube. He felt the thick impalement begin to spread him wide as Jared decided on a leather strap. Carson felt his lids closing of their own volition and a moanrising from his chest. The plug wasn’t as large as his bears, but it would help him take them better when the time came.

He rocked his hips as much as he could on the bench, loving the little bit of control he had over the plug. It pulled ever so slightly out of him and back in when he clenched his ass tight.

Jared walked over, testing the leather strap against his palm. The echoing sound it made gave Carson goose bumps. They skittered all over his body in anticipation of the first lick across his flesh.

“You ready for your punishment?” Jared asked, a little growl in his voice.

“Yesss,” Carson hissed, more than ready.

The leather came down on him and he screamed with both torment and pleasure. Each strike Jared laid made him ride the line between both emotions, though the pleasure was greater. As his bear paused between the strikes, the pain blossomed into a throbbing heat, burning Carson from the inside out.

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