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C arson noticed Jared’s eyes glowing even stronger, hinting the beast was coming close to the surface.

He shivered all over, the hint of animal he saw a turn on when he should’ve likely been running.

He’d laid down a challenge for a reason.

Now he waited to see if the bear would come out to play.

Already Jared’s teeth were longer, the incisors sharp as he bared them and growled at Carson.

Heat flooded his body as he watched the partial shift in Jared.

He had no idea why he was luring the animal to come forward.

The words rolled off his tongue without conscious thought.

He couldn’t seem to think when the two of them were around; he could only react.

Jared and Royce pushed and he pushed back.

It was a war of wills he felt compelled to play.

His connection to the two of them was more than physical. While that’s all it had been so far, he sensed that it was something much deeper. They were too new to him for it to be anything but carnal, so why not revel in it?

The sensual nature of their connection wouldn’t be denied. The longer he was near them, the more he wanted. Jared refused to give him space, and this was the result. Jared pushed and he pushed back… a game they both willingly played.

Jared pushed him roughly against the rock, his hands slightly shaking.

Carson wondered if that was his control on edge, or him holding back his shift.

Either way, it was sexy as hell seeing the shifter nearly lose it.

He wanted to poke the bear even harder and see how far past the limits Carson could take the male.

All while a little voice in the back of his mind asked him if he was insane for doing it.

“You’re not going to like what you get if you tempt the beast,” Jared warned, his voice deep and guttural.

“Maybe. Maybe not.”

“I won’t hurt you,” Jared snapped, an animalistic tone to his deepening voice. He frowned, his expression softening a bit. “I don’t want to hurt you, Carson.”

Carson was past caring about being hurt.

The pain mixed with the pleasure last night had been seductive.

He wanted more. His words flowed from his lips without considering his own safety.

He didn’t know where the desire for pain came from, but he wasn’t in control anymore.

His need for the two bears propelled him here.

“You won’t hurt me, no more than I want. No more than I need.”

How he knew that, he wasn’t sure—but he knew it soul deep. Jared and Royce would protect him, maybe even from himself. Maybe that’s why he pushed.

To test his theory.

How much could he take.

How much would they let him.

Jared growled low in his throat. “You are my responsibility now. My job is to protect you.”

“A job? That’s what I am to you?” He shook his head. “I can take care of myself. I’m no man’s burden.”

“No burden,” Jared whispered, trailing one claw-like fingernail over his bare shoulder. “But a responsibility I’ve longed to have.”

“Then give me what I want. I like a little sting.” He smiled as he shivered, Jared’s claw moving over his collarbone. “Make me burn, Jared.”

Jared met his gaze with a heated one, holding it a few seconds.

He slowly lowered his lips to Carson’s for a kiss unlike any other he’d ever experienced.

He felt the sharpness of Jared’s incisors and ran his tongue along the edge of one tip, scratching his tongue.

A second later, he tasted the tang of his blood as their mouths warred.

Jared reeled back and roared, his head upturned to the sky. He lowered his head, his eyes brightly shining. “You’ll be the death of me. Probably all three of us if we’re not careful.”

“You pushed. I pushed back,” Carson said before grabbing the shifter’s head and drawing the man’s lips back down over his. He kissed Jared with everything in him, sliding one hand down to capture the man’s cock once more.

Jared was rock hard and throbbing in Carson’s hand. Pre-cum beaded at the tip and he swiped his thumb over it to use as lube.

“Fuck me,” he whispered as he leaned back and captured Jared’s gaze. “Like last night, facing me.”

Carson laid back against the river rocks, smoothed from ages of water pouring over them.

Before Jared rubbed the head of his cock along Carson’s anus, he coated himself with a handful of lube.

He added more and spread it along the tight bud, sliding his fingers in once more.

After a few moments of teasing, Jared pushed the head of his cock in, spearing Carson wide open.

The burn was intense, the pain almost too much.

Carson shut his eyes and arched his back to better handle the sensation as Jared slowly slid deeper inside him.

When he bottomed out, Carson felt even fuller than he had the night before for some reason.

He moaned against the sense of fullness and rolled his hips to force Jared to move.

“Slow down,” Jared growled. “I don’t want you hurt.”

“Move!” Carson demanded, rolling his hips.

Jared clamped his hands on Carson’s hips and dug in tight. Carson knew the man was likely bruising him, but he didn’t care. He seemed to like it the rougher he got.

“Slow down,” Jared said, his voice deep. “You’re new to this.”

Carson whimpered, wanting more.

Finally Jared began to move, incremental thrusts that were nowhere near enough to satisfy the need raging in Carson. He fought Jared’s hold on him, but the bear was too damned strong. Jared held him tight and continued the leisurely pace.

As the minutes passed, his passage stretched and accommodated Jared better. Jared quickened his pace, but not enough for Carson’s pleasure.

“Faster,” he cried.

Jared growled low. “Slowly, mate. We go at the pace I choose.”

The bear wrapped his fist around Carson’s cock, the lube still coating his palm.

His hand slid up and down the length, mirroring the strokes of his cock.

Carson held on to the edges of the stone he rested on, letting the shifter have his control.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of Jared inside him, pumping away.

“Is this a private party, or can anyone join?”

Carson lifted his gaze to the side to find Royce standing there naked, and hard. A groan sliced through him as he looked at the other bear. “Good thing you’re here. Maybe you can make this one move faster,” Carson spat, glaring at Jared.

Jared growled deep in his chest before looking up at Royce, never stopping the thrusting of his hips. “Maybe you can tell this one I refuse to hurt him or his near-virginal ass.”

Carson moaned as Jared’s dick dove a little deeper, the bear punctuating his statement.

Royce stepped into the water and once it was at chest level, he drifted toward them. He slipped beside Carson, stealing a kiss. He held Carson’s legs higher, watching Jared’s cock slide in and out.

“Did you get the lube?” Royce asked Jared.

“Yep,” Jared said through clenched teeth as he slid back into Carson’s ass. He nodded his head to the side. “Over there.”

Royce kissed the side of Carson’s face before reaching across for the bottle. Carson tilted his head to capture Royce’s lips for an all too brief kiss as he passed back.

Royce paused, caressing Carson’s cheek and staring down into his eyes. “How’s it feel? That big cock driving hard into you?”

“Good,” Carson whispered. “I want… I need… more.”

Jared quickened his pace a bit, the sound of slapping skin echoing around them, but it still wasn’t enough for Carson.

“More!” he demanded.

“Give him what he wants,” Royce said to Jared. “Let’s see what he’s made of.”

Jared’s eyes glowed bright again as he stared down at Carson. “You asked for it.”

Jared went wild, driving hard and fast into Carson’s ass.

He bit his lip as he took the forceful fucking, loving every second of it.

Moans slipped from his lips unbidden, especially after Royce took over jerking him off.

Both men were now able to focus wholly on what they were doing to Carson, which was exactly how he wanted it.

He writhed between them as they urged him higher. The slick slide of Jared’s cock was overwhelming. But he wanted overwhelming. He wanted to be pushed to the edge. He wanted the bite of pain and to see their animals roaring with life as they fucked him senseless.

Jared stiffened against Carson, a roar bursting from his lips as he came. Carson moaned as his bear filled him, so very close to his own orgasm.

Just… one… more… thrust…

Royce pinched the base of Carson’s cock, robbing him of the release.

Carson tried to push Royce’s hand away but failed. Royce was too strong.

“Not yet, human.”

Carson groaned. Being deprived of his release pissed him off to no end. He’d pushed one bear to give him what he wanted only to have the other deny him of it.

Royce only chuckled against Carson’s ear. “I’ll make it worth your wait.”

Carson held Royce’s gaze before glancing down at the thick, veined monster pressed against his hip. Jared was big. Royce was bigger.

Jared withdrew from Carson’s body and leaned up to kiss his lips. He leaned back with a smile. “Impudent mate. You’ll learn your lesson soon enough.”

“Indeed he will,” Royce said. “Now get out of my way. You’ve had his ass twice now. I haven’t yet.”

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 monster cock 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?