in the middle of a small crowd. It didn’t matter, though, because around here, we were used to each other’s nakedness. We were bear shifters, not humans who thought that the body in its natural form was something to be ashamed of.
“You guys have fun,” Rosalie said as she stood up and got ready to join the cub in the trailer.
“You’re invited,” Brooks said.
She blinked in confusion. “What?”
“You’re invited.”
I immediately understood what he meant. “She can ride me!” I raised my hand before either Brooks or Lincoln offered. Lincoln growled at me, and I snickered. “She can ride me.”
“Ride you? How?” She covered her mouth with her hands.
“You know how.” I wiggled my brows at her. “But no, for real. I’m going to shift,” I explained as I took off my clothes, “and you’re going to jump on my back and hold on tight. I won’t drop you, I promise.”
“Is this for real? I can actually… ride you?”
“In more ways than one.” I couldn’t help myself. It was too easy.
Before her eyes, the three of us shifted. The other females and males stepped aside to give us space. It was nothing out of the ordinary, so they just returned to what they were doing. In my bear form, I was much larger than an actual bear. I walked up to Rosalie, and she reached out her hand and stroked the fur on my chin. Her touch was gentle and respectful. It was as if she saw us differently when we were like this. She saw the magic in us and our connection to nature.
I pressed myself to the ground, as flat as I could, and she climbed onto my back. I growled deep in my chest, and she understood that it was time for her to sink her hands into my fur and grab mercilessly. It wasn’t going to hurt me, and it was important for her to hold on to me as tightly as she could, because I was going to give her the ride of her life.
Twenty
Rosalie
“I’ve never experienced anything like this!” I shouted, feeling the soft fur beneath my fingers.
Colt had allowed me to ride him, but in the most spectacular way possible. I couldn’t believe how freeing this felt, and I couldn’t believe how none of them had dropped me yet!
I’d taken turns riding them all, but Colt was my favorite because he didn’t tease or jest with me. Lincoln had pretended to throw me off a couple of times, and I could swear Brooks got a sick kick out of making me think he was going to duck under a low branch and blacken my eye. I screamed in fear, then excitement, because none of them actually hurt me. It was like one of those amusement park-rides. Alluring in its danger, but completely safe in actuality.
I liked watching them shift and run, and tackle each other and sniff things like animals. They were part of nature, they were more attuned to this earth we all shared than any human. And I had the privilege of going with them, as part of their pack, as a member of their community, as their… mate.
It was more sublime and fantastic than anything I could have ever dreamed of.
Bear men.
Sexy, handsome, protective alpha bears – all mine.
The forest began to look a little more familiar, and soon enough, we found ourselves back at the cabin. I guessed they had gotten a little tired, especially if they had to carry my weight for part of their run.
I got off Colt, but that didn’t mean I was free of him. He shifted back, and instead of making another crude joke or teasing me about how I weighed less than a feather, he wrapped his arms around me and claimed my lips in a searing kiss. I felt hands grab my ass, pinching, squeezing.
“You drive us wild, woman,” Lincoln said. “Thank fuck Colt had the common sense to take you back here. My cock needs you.”
I smiled against Colt’s lips and wiggled my ass. When he released me, he grabbed my waist and holstered me up on the banister as he crouched down before me. We were outside, and I had no idea if they were going to drag me in. The windows were still covered from when they’d been afraid I might escape and divulge their secret.
“Spread your legs, Ro,” Colt said. I did as I was told, and the hunger in him drove his tongue directly inside my pussy. Wasting