Desires of the Cowboy Bears (BBW MMF Menage Shapeshifter Romance) Read online

“Just be careful,” Hudson said.

  “You can usually scare them off with a warning shot,” Flynn added. “And who knows, maybe the bears will scare off the cougars. They usually go after fish anyway, so chances are they won’t hurt the cattle.”

  “I know,” I agreed. “But I just can’t risk it. I promised my dad.”

  “We get it,” Hudson said. “Come on, let’s get you home then.”

  The ride back home was awkward and silent. I had no clue what I’d done wrong, but neither man spoke the entire hour long trip back to the ranch and I searched my mind for something to say, anything, but I could find nothing. Something was wrong, but I knew I’d only make it worse by asking them what that was.

  “Be careful tonight,” Flynn offered me as I got out of the truck, but that was all he said. No good-bye, no flirting, just words of caution before I watched the two men drive off and me left standing there with a carton of milk in my hands.

  I tried to sleep before the sunset, but there was no chance. I’d somehow ruined my shot with the two men, at least for now, and I had no clue how I was going to fix it.

  Patience, I told myself as I saddled my horse. Just give them time and the awkwardness will go away.

  What else could I do? I had to concentrate on the task at hand and I forced the thoughts out of my mind as I loaded my rifle. I had a long night ahead of me, and now I was hoping I saw no sign of anything but the cows.

  For most of the night, I was lucky. It was quiet, the cows were grazing or sleeping, and I plodded my horse along the trail that cut through our property. It wasn’t much, but Jose was out in the back and Miguel was toward the west. I had the east and thankfully, it was quiet.

  Until I saw it. In the light of the moon, two green eyes glinted back at me. They weren’t the big dull eyes of a cow, but predator’s eyes, bright and green.

  Slowly I slipped my rifle off my shoulder. One tagged cat might be all it took to scare the rest away and I didn’t want to lose my shot.

  But when the gun cocked, the cat took off toward the fence. One noise and it was gone, but I wasn’t going to give up. Kicking at my horse, we gave chase, forcing the cat to flee.

  Easily it cleared the fence that separated our property from Flynn and Hudson’s ranch, and I forced my horse over the fence to follow. Something told me they wouldn’t want me killing the cat on their property, but I was beyond caring. I kicked my horse faster and faster until the cat darted left and I didn’t have time correct. We flew forward over the crest of a hill and it wasn’t until we’d cleared it that I saw what had forced the cat to turn.

  The bears.

  There were two of them, dead ahead of me, and when they turned back to see what was coming toward them, they both rose on their back feet and my eyes went wide. They were big, impossibly big and my horse suddenly realized what lay ahead of us.

  She was normally docile and good with other animals, but bears weren’t just some other animal. Rushing to a stop, she reared up and sent me flying before she took off for home, leaving me on the ground with two huge bears approaching.

  “Shit,” I mumbled, panic rising up within me. “Oh shit.”

  The gun, I realized as I struggled to move, but the fall had knocked the wind out of me. Pain shot through my back as I tried to move and I prayed I wasn’t paralyzed, but right then that was the least of my worries.

  The bears were getting closer. I was an easy meal and they were so close I could smell them.

  Play dead, was my next instinct, and it was a lot easier than the first. Maybe if I stayed still, they wouldn’t want me and I would be safe. With no other options, I closed my eyes and prayed that they would leave me alone.

  I waited for them to sniff me. I waited for them to bite me. I tried to make peace with death, but moments passed and then more. There were no bites, no sniffs, no pain, and suddenly I heard, “Amy, are you okay?”

  I recognized that voice. Deep and silky smooth, it was Hudson who was speaking to me and I let my eyes flutter open.

  “Look...” I stuttered. “Look out!”

  Behind Hudson one of the bears remained and I was near tears with fright. I was so scared that I hadn’t noticed that Hudson was completely, utterly nude.

  “What... what is going on?” I asked as I tried to get up, but my back ached from the fall. My toes wiggled okay and I studied the bear who approached Hudson’s side.

  “We should probably talk,” Hudson said. “But let’s head back to the barn.”

  “Give me a minute,” I said. Between trying to get my breath back and seeing what looked like a tame bear, I was sure I had suffered a psychotic break or something.

  “Come on,” Hudson said as he picked me up. “Flynn won’t bite.”

  “Flynn?” I muttered, but Hudson set me down on the bears back and I went to scream, but the bear didn’t attack. He only started to roam back to the stables and I got even more confused.

  The walk back was long, and I tried to figure out just what the hell was going on, but the more I thought about it, the less it made sense. There had been two bears, and then suddenly there was Hudson and one bear and Hudson had been nude.

  I must have lost my mind in the fall. That, or I was in a coma and this was some weird coma dream.

  But it felt so real. The bear’s fur under my hands, the smell of its musky body as we walked. It was like a fluffy horse and it felt so real.

  And Hudson had called the bear Flynn.

  No, I thought to myself when we neared the tables. That can’t be possible. That kind of thing doesn’t exist.

  And yet, there was no other explanation. None that made sense. Or at least, none that made less sense somehow.

  “Do you think you broke anything?” Hudson asked once we got inside the stable.

  “No,” I mumbled as he helped me off the back of the bear. Even the horses didn’t seemed spooked and I really worried I’d lost it.

  “I’m glad to hear it,” Flynn said and everything changed all over again. The bear was gone, but in his place stood Flynn. Very human and very naked.

  “This isn’t real.” I muttered as I collapsed into a hay stack. “This can’t be real. I’m in a coma.”

  “It’s very real,” Hudson tried to assure me, but I couldn’t believe it. “We were hoping you wouldn’t find out, at least not yet.”

  “But... it’s impossible,” I said as I buried my face in my hands. Not just because I couldn’t believe it, but there were two very naked men in front of me and it was starting to get a bit overwhelming.

  “We should have been honest with you,” Flynn said. “We’re what you call... well... werebears.”

  “Like werewolves,” Hudson added. “It’s kind of a family curse.”

  “Wait, you’re related?” I asked.

  “Not really,” Flynn clarified. “Maybe a few hundred years back, but we both carry the curse. It’s a third son thing and so we assume we share a common ancestor along the way.”

  “This is surreal,” I mumbled, starting to come around to the idea. “But... why were you out there?” I asked. “Like that?”

  “To scare off the cougars,” Flynn told me. “So far it’s been working pretty well. We can change at will, as long as the moon is out.”

  “We really should have told you,” Hudson said. “It wasn’t fair to keep it from you.”

  “No, I... I think I get it,” I said, and it was the truth. “You don’t owe me anything.”

  “But we don’t want that to be the case,” Flynn said. “The truth is, we both really like you, Amy.”

  “Wait, what?” I mumbled. Sure, there had been flirting, but I really thought I’d lost my chance.

  “We share everything,” Hudson said. “And when we both saw you, we both wanted you.”

  “We both share a thing for curvy women,” Flynn confirmed. “And you’re so sweet and funny and pretty. We would have told you before we did anything... but...”

  “It’s a little late for that,” Hudson said wi
th a laugh.

  “Wait, let me get this straight,” I said. “You’re both werebears and you both like me and you both want to be with me? I really am in a coma.”

  “Please,” Hudson implored me. “Let us prove to you that we’re serious.”

  “We’ll make sure you know this is real,” Flynn said as he joined me in the hay. “Please.”

  I don’t know what came over me. The fall, the knock on the head, seeing them naked, but when the word “Okay,” slipped out of my lips, I didn’t regret it.

  If this was all some coma dream, I was at least going to let myself enjoy it. I wanted both men and they both wanted me. Why should I deny myself that?

  Of course I was nervous, I’d never been with one man – let alone two, but when Hudson joined us in the hay, I let myself shiver with anticipation.

  Flynn’s lips were the first to meet mine and he kissed me softly, gently, and sweetly. I had expected hot and ferocious, but he was kind and giving as he explored my mouth with his tongue.

  My lips had barely left Flynn’s before Hudson used a strong finger to turn my mouth towards his. His kiss was deeper, hungrier, and full of lust. The perfect complement to Flynn’s, and I savored the taste of him on my tongue.

  But as we parted, it wasn’t me who Flynn moved to kiss. Instead, he leaned over my and his lips met Hudson’s while I watched.

  Their kiss did something to me that I never would have expected. Watching the two men as their tongues danced furiously made my belly warm and my sex wet. I’d never even imaged two men kissing before, but seeing it in front of me was hotter than I thought possible.

  “Holy...” I mumbled, but I didn’t get to finish my thought before their lips were back on me again, this time beginning to explore down my body. Fingers moved to unbutton my shirt and with two of them working, it took no time for them pull open my shirt all the way. Before I could even ask them to do it, they pulled my bra down and both men began to suck on my pert, pink nipples.

  “Yes,” I moaned as their tongues lavished my full breasts with attention. “Oh God... yes...”

  While they sucked, hands found my own and guided them to the two hard cocks at my side. I was inexperienced, but taking hold of the thick, hard shafts ignited a fire within me and my body hummed with desire as I began to stroke them.

  “Have you ever had two men at once before?” Flynn asked me between the kisses he spread over my skin.

  “No,” I admitted. And then I realized I should tell them the whole truth. “I’ve... I’ve never been with anyone before.”

  Both men paused at that and I worried the fantasy was over, but they only smiled and began to kiss me all over again.

  It was hot and wild, and when the button of my jeans was undone, I could only moan my permission. A hand slid down my pants and found the warm wetness of my sex and stars exploded in my eyes. No one had ever touched me there. I barely touched me there, and the finger that slid into me was better than I could have ever imagined.

  “Do you want both of us at once?” Hudson asked as he kissed across my belly.

  “Yes,” I moaned. “Now, I need it.”

  It was the whole truth and both men were happy to obey my request. No sooner had the words left my lips were the men pulling off my jeans, leaving me completely exposed save my pulled down bra and panties.

  “I didn’t think you were a red lace kind of girl,” Hudson purred as he kissed across the lacy fabric of my underwear. I wore them to feel sexy, not that I thought anyone would see them, and I was damn glad I’d pulled them on that night.

  But they didn’t stay on for long. With a gentle tug, they were at my knees and with one more they were gone completely. I was nervous as the cool night air spread over my exposed body, but the men were warm and gave me everything I needed to feel safe. Safe and desired.

  “We’ll be gentle,” Flynn promised me as he opened my legs with kisses. I knew what was about to happen might hurt, but I wanted it. I wanted it so badly. I’d waited so long to have my first, and I couldn’t imagine a more special way to do it.

  Eagerly I opened my legs for him and with Flynn so close to giving me the one thing I feared I might never get, I let myself get lost in the anticipation. I was hot and ready and when he pushed the tip of himself into me, a moan escaped my throat as he stretched me so far that I felt my body break away under him.

  “Oh...” I found myself moaning as Flynn broke through my hymen and claimed my virginity. It didn’t hurt like I thought it would, but instead a hotness flowed through me that burned with each thrust.

  But as quickly as it happened, it began to fade again. In its wake, pleasure remained and I wrapped my legs around Flynn’s hips as he continued to thrust in and out of my body.

  And then I remembered Hudson.

  I didn’t know what he had in mind, but before I could ask, Flynn – still inside me – pulled me up into his arms and rolled onto his back. Now it was my turn to be on top and like I’d imagined doing so many times before, I began to ride him.

  “Perfect,” Hudson moaned in my ear as he ran his hands all over my body. Gently, he pulled off my plaid shirt and unhooked my bra and truly, finally got me completely naked.

  I didn’t know what he had planned, but I had an idea that only became more real as he ran his fingers along the forbidden hole between my cheeks. Anal was not an idea I’d explored much before, but as he took his place behind me, Hudson had me imagining it.

  “Just hold on,” he purred in my ear as he pressed the tip of himself into my ass. It was a different stretching than what I’d felt with Flynn, deep and hot and naughty, but I loved it. I shouldn’t have, but I did, and I let myself moan as Hudson slid himself all the way to the hilt inside me.

  With two men sharing my body, it created the most delicious, most full feeling I’d ever experienced and I never wanted it to end. I was sore, but in the best, most perfect way and it only got better as Flynn leaned up and kissed his partner as they began to thrust in and out of me.

  Hot and raw, it took no time for the two men inside me to bring me so close to the edge that I thought I might scream. My body was overwhelmed with the heat of our passion, and when I came, it was like nothing I’d ever felt before. My whole body shivered and quaked between the two men and I was gasping for air by time I was finished.

  But they weren’t finished. Not yet.

  I’d given the men my body and I wasn’t going to say stop now. Not when things felt so good. I was tired, exhausted even, but it wasn’t until I heard the sharp moans in my ear did I realize that the werebears that I was enjoying were nearing their own release.

  It was Flynn who went first. Deep inside me, his cock shuddered and shivered and suddenly filled my body with warmth. It was naughty and risky and only made me want more, but Hudson wasn’t done with me.

  With his partner still above us both, Flynn began to massage my beasts while Hudson took his pleasure from my body. They kissed each other, they kissed me, and when Hudson came, it was so powerful that I felt his release deep inside my body.

  “Oh God,” I moaned as I collapsed onto Flynn once Hudson finally freed me. Powerful, hot, and exhausted, I could barely move from where I lay. Not that I wanted to.

  “You were perfect,” Hudson kissed the sweat off my back. “Absolutely perfect.”

  I wanted to return the thought, but my brain had turned to mush. Having two men at once was better than I imagined, and I let myself snuggle into their arms right there in the hay.

  All night we stayed like that, and when morning came I knew we finally had to decide what the future held.

  “I... I really liked that,” I told them. “I like both of you.”

  “And we like you,” Hudson said.

  “Enough to do that again?” I asked, hoping for a yes.

  “We thought so,” Flynn laughed as he kissed my cheek. “You know what we are, who we are, and you aren’t afraid. Can you see yourself being with two men?”

  “If it stays lik
e this?” I asked. “Then yes, forever.”

  It wasn’t traditional, it wasn’t normal, but I didn’t care. With the two of them beside me, I no longer feared what the future might hold.

  Also by Tabitha O’Dell

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  Alpha and Beta Billionaires

  Ruled by the Billionaire Bears

  Romanced by the Highlander Bears

  The Billionaire Bear Club

  About the Author

  Tabitha is a thirty-five year old writer from Maine. She loves stories about wealthy bachelors and big, beautiful women like herself. She enjoys writing in her spare time and hopes to share her stories with like-minded readers like you!