Page 39 of Her Bears


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Rock continues to kiss my neck, as my entire body is thrumming in impatience to be touched, to be caressed, to be fucked.

“Mmm,” Rock murmurs against my skin, making it erupt in gooseflesh. “You smell so good…”

Cal nears me even more, his hand reaching out to my exposed pussy. I spread my legs even further apart, allowing him even more access. His fingers slip over my wet flesh, circling my clit and velvet opening. He flicks my swollen bud with his fingers, tugging at it, teasing it, dipping into my depths, but refusing to satisfy me in the way I want him to. He continues to fondle me, his fingers thick and callused from the work he does all the time. They feel like bliss on my throbbing, tender flesh and he knows exactly how to touch me to make me go insane with desire. My hips unconsciously start flexing and dipping, riding his fingers as if my life depended on it.

I expect him to kiss me, but he doesn’t. Instead, our eyes are locked, with Rock trailing an invisible line of kisses down my neck, to my pebbled nipples. Cal’s fingers are coated with my juice, wet and slippery. He pulls them out of me, licking them, tasting them, then he spreads me open again, his thumb and middle finger swirling and putting more pressure on my clit.

I don’t know how much longer I can hold on, without cumming. His movements quicken, pushing harder and harder, as I pant and moan with need, holding back my climax. I want this to last, but it’s hard when he knows exactly what he is doing. It takes only a few more moments of this for me to come undone, exploding with pleasure. My muscles clench around his fingers, which he has dug into me, pressing exactly in that sweet spot that makes me see all the stars in the universe. Climax gushes out of me like a water spurt with the force of a tidal wave.

When Cal pulls his fingers out of me, they are dripping wet. Rock leans forward and licks my juices off of his fingers, and it is the hottest thing I have ever seen. I turn to Rock, licking my lips.

“I want to taste you,” I tell him.

Without waiting for his reply, I latch my mouth onto his cock, sucking at it, allowing my saliva to completely coat it.

I hear Rock hissing between his teeth, grabbing me by the hair. “Elena…” he groans my name between clenched teeth. “I love it… just like that…”

He pumps in, hard and fast, reaching all the way to the back of my throat. My whole body reacts to his pleasure, to the taste of his throbbing manhood lodged deep inside my throat.

A moment later, I feel Cal lifting my butt slightly upward, then spreading it. He presses his tip to my pussy, and his cock slides in effortlessly. Just like Rock, he is already on the edge, pushing me there along with them. Cal thrusts deeply inside, until he is buried as far as he can get. His balls clap against my pussy lips, creating a wet, slurpy sound that turns me on even more.

I feel blissfully full between them, impaled by two throbbing cocks inside of me. It is an experience I never thought I would have, and now, I can’t imagine being without it. It is mind-blowing and thrilling, with their hands on me and their cocks inside of me. It is a moment filled with earthshattering fire. I am exactly where I want to be, I finally see that now.

Without warning, another tidal wave of pleasure hits me again and I suffocate a cry, clenching my inner muscles, completely letting go, with Rock’s cock still in my mouth and Cal deeply lodged inside of me. Moments later, they follow me. Cal lunges inside of me one last time, balls deep. Then Rock explodes into my mouth, making me filled on both ends. I feel flooded by their seed, the heat of their desire for me. We allstumble down onto the grass, feeling the last remnants of the tremors starting to ebb.

Cal embraces me on one side, and Rock on the other. I close my eyes, breathing heavily, not caring one bit that I’m still naked as the day I was born. I’m still incredulous at this unique dynamic that binds the three of us together. A part of me is doubtful that it can work, but Rock assures me it can. Cal does as well. Maybe I should risk it all and just stay with them?

And my dream? Well… some dreams are meant to stay just dreams, substituted by something bigger and better.

“El?” Cal whispers softly to me. “Are you alright?”

I smile, opening my eyes. “Perfect,” I murmur like a kitten. “Everything is just perfect.”

“It could be like this always, you know,” I hear him say. “The three of us.”

“It is so easy to imagine,” I admit. “Everything here is… different.”

“Different good or bad?” Rock asks.

“Good,” I smile. “Better than good.”

“We’ve created our own little haven here in the woods,” Rock acknowledges. “But it does come with its challenges.”

Cal, always ready with a playful remark, interjects. “Yeah, like trying to convince El that bears aren’t that bad.”

All three of us laugh. “Well, you have to admit that all of this is quite a shock,” I remind him.

“Of course,” he nods. “I was just joking.”

Rock steers the conversation back to a more serious note. “But seriously, it’s about understanding each other, being there for one another, and making compromises. It’s not conventional, but it’s our way.”

Cal nods, his expression thoughtful. “We’re a family, in our own peculiar way. And that means it’s not always smooth sailing.”

“I’m not looking for smooth sailing,” I tell him. I continue, as I reflect on the journey that we have embarked on together. “I never imagined I’d find myself here, like this, but there is something so genuine about life here. I like it, even with the surprises.”

Rock, a sense of his usual sincerity in his eyes, addresses the unspoken question about their unconventional arrangement. “We can make it work. That’s what matters. Living together as one, understanding each other’s quirks, and embracing the unexpected. That’s our version of happiness.”

“It is,” Cal nodded.

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