Free Two Bears are Better Than One (Alpha Werebear Romance) (Broken Pine Bears Book 1) by Lynn Red Page B

then nibbled on her chest. He grabbed her shirt and yanked the collar, popping the top two buttons off, sending them skittering to the ground.
    His neck sucking kiss was halfway down her breast. He wrestled her bra off, ripping it slightly, and the kiss afterward swirled slowly around her nipple before he took her nib in his mouth.
    She took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of these two massive creatures, as the cock in her hand swelled harder. Jill reached out with her other hand and found Rogue’s thigh. He adjusted his position, leading her hand to his bulge.
    Her breath quickening, Jill tried to reach inside Rogue’s jeans, or underneath King’s strange garment, but instead found herself being moved and then laid backwards on the floor. “You’re big for a human,” King said. “But for a bear?” He smiled and kissed her foot, then slid a hand up her leg, before unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them off, over the gentle curve of her hips.
    She tried to open her mouth and form some sort of reply, but before she could manage, a mouth opened around her, a tongue slid along her opening, warming her through the soft cotton of her panties.
    “Her smell, brother,” Rogue said in a detached, intoxicated sort of way. He lowered himself between her legs, and inhaled her deeply. “She makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. She makes me burn, makes me ache.”
    “She feels as good as she smells,” King whispered. “And she tastes...” he paused. Jill arched her back as a tongue slid down one side of her, and back up. She gasped when a finger pushed between her folds.
    He groaned a long, low, rumbling groan that vibrated Jill to the core of her being. Delicious waves lapped up her stomach, raising a hot flush as they went. Rogue kissed her belly softly, then nibbled again at her breast before sucking her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around her sweetly aching nib, and pushing a finger inside her, right alongside King’s.
    Jill threw her head back, gasping at first, and then letting the attention, the pleasure, carry her away. She spread her legs, and took handfuls of both men’s hair, grinding both of them deeper.
    Rogue’s tongue circled her clit, then flicked over the top. King sucked eagerly, harder than before. His hunger puckered her nipples, and before she knew it, the waves sliding over her body turned tight.
    “Oh... oh God!” Jill gasped. “I can’t believe this, I’m... you’re making me.”
    Another groan escaped King’s lips, as he and Rogue curled their fingers inside her.
    “Squeeze,” she whispered. “Bite, squeeze, yes!”
    The tiny muscles inside her pulled at the fingers. Every nerve in Jill’s body flared to life. For every bit of adrenaline that rushed through her with the wolves, her two bears, her two alphas – her two mates – made her feel the exact same, only with pleasure.
    As the wave crested, Jill began to hum, to purr. She tried to speak, but no words came out, only more purring. Her hands fell to wood beneath, fists balling up as her climax erupted, and then relaxing as the afterglow washed over her.
    “If it’s us you want,” King said, after a few blissful moments.
    “Then fate has given you exactly what you – and we – need,” Rogue finished.
    In the distance, another howl broke the silence. Rogue and King exchanged a glance that communicated more than words ever could. “We can’t stay,” Rogue said. “The lupines are... something’s got them riled up again. We have to get back to the cubs and make sure they’re safe.”
    A last kiss, a last caress, and then Jill was alone with her thoughts, and the scent of her two bears lingering in the cool darkness.

-7-
“Run. And fast.”
-King
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    T hey shouldn’t be howling like this, King thought as he slid off his perch above the camp, and ordered the eldest cub to stand watch. Lupines don’t howl when there’s no reason. Either they killed something... or someone, or