Annie And The Cowboy (Western Night Series 3) (52 page)

“Are you… am I right to assume that you are talking about threesomes?” the woman asked hesitantly, hoping to minimize just how clueless she was about to appear. By the way the two men looked at her, it didn’t seem to work.

Having exchanged a surprised pair of glances, the two locals’ gazes quickly turned back toward the doctor. Rick was just about to say something, but the old man interceded before the younger one got the chance.

“Yeah, lady. That and a whole
lot
more.” Grinning as if he knew something she didn’t, which was obviously the case, he finished what he had to say by appealing to her wild side. “Do you think yourself woman enough to handle what we have to give? Rickie here seems to think so. I myself am not as easily convinced, though.”

While Jasper was rolling his eyes condescendingly, in a painfully rudimentary attempt at reverse psychology, Kate considered stepping out of the place and leaving home right now. But she did not think with her head anymore. The soft, pliable area between her legs had already hijacked control over her mind and body, and she wasn’t going anywhere. The challenge that this older man invoked, as well as the feeling of anticipation toward something unknown, made her positively cream.

Faking a lack of interest, an unintentionally blushing Kate reached into her purse, dragging out a small mirror and opening it while the two men still stared at her with anticipation. Having checked that everything was well in its place and that she looked the best she could, the woman nevertheless added another layer of lipstick.
It never hurts to have more red.

“I don’t know,” she purred, pouting like a little girl misplaced in an exaggeratedly curvaceous body. “You’ll just have to show me what you’ve got.” She pouted, alternating between meeting the gaze of one man after the other. “After all, it’s the only way we’ll really know,” the doctor finished her sentence, giggling invitingly, all while trying to control the veritable stream that was forming between her legs.

“That’s our girl,” Jasper replied, visibly impatient. Almost immediately, Rick rose in response. Producing a feral grin, both men extended their right arms toward the woman, inviting her to join them. “Would you care to follow us into the unknown, madam?” Rick asked, visibly struggling to contain his excitement about what was about to occur.

“You betcha, honey!” Kate replied, not having the faintest idea about what lied in store.

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Her whole body in pain, Doctor Kate Walker opened her eyes, back in the present again. The hit she took was powerful, but it would take a heck of a lot more than a mere tree to take out a woman of her size for more than a little while. With cockiness, however, came memory, and with it, despair. Eyes widening with horror, the woman turned to her left to check for signs of what was chasing her, and immediately found herself faced with seven feet of fur and claws.

With all the sluggishness of a person in shock, the doctor slowly observed the thing before her: it was a giant bear; that much was evident. What was not immediately visible from the first glance however, was a weak, metallic sheen that originated from above the animal’s right eye: a pair of bronze rings, pierced through the skin of its right brow.

Rick.
The sight before Kate having reminded her of what she didn’t want to remember, she covered her face with both of her hands, hoping that the next scene she would witness would be the inside of a padded room.

Sadly, the sensations the forest imposed on her other senses denied her even the possibility of hoping that she was insane. What she saw back in “Primal” was true, all of it. The two men she was with really
did
turn into bears before her very eyes, hair and teeth growing out and everything. In her panic, she ran down the stairs and into the forest, breaking her heels and ripping out what little clothes she had on her person. And the towering beast with the eyebrow piercing had been stalking her ever since.

“If you’re going to rip me up, then just do it already!” the woman screamed as she parted her hands, exposing a face that was still very pretty, despite the ruined make-up.

“Now, why would we want to do that to a pretty thing like you?” a voice echoed through the bushes, right behind the bear that stood near Kate. It was Jasper, that much was certain, but this time the voice had a rougher, less human quality, as if he roared while he spouted words.

“I’ve asked you nicely,” the beast with the piercing let its voice be heard, slowly shrinking and altering its form into that of a human male. The voice possessed the same trait, but it was obviously younger, and it hit some obscure part of Kate that instantly triggered her lust, despite her better judgment.

The nude figure of Jasper now standing right behind him, the younger man continued: “You said you knew. You said you wanted something unbound, something primal,” his every word seemed to cause contractions in Kate’s nether regions, “We thought you knew. We were certain that you knew!”

“You were certain, Rick,” the older man interceded, causing another jolt of electricity to spread through Kate’s abdomen with just a handful words, “I merely guessed. I seem to have guessed wrong.”

Silently, the two of them looked into the woman’s eyes, unblinking. They were mostly human, aside from some additional hair, yellowish eyes, and visibly oversized teeth, and every single one of those features only served to send the doctor further away from rationality and into a state of lusty abandon.

Slowly, Rick walked toward her, his intent unknown to her, and who knows what he might have done if it wasn’t for a single gesture on Kate’s part: in a single motion, she laid down on her back, spread her legs and removed the thongs from where they’ve buried themselves into her, revealing a soaking, gaping orifice.

Achingly, and without a hint of shame, the doctor let out a long moan, signaling to Rick that she was in considerable distress, and that he was the only one who could save her from it. Without a hint of hesitation, his manhood rose within less than a second, and his expression changed from that of confusion into that of all-consuming want.

With determination, the man stepped toward her prone body, drawn in by her exposed lower lips. He began growling sensually, now even more aroused by the smell that his animalistic senses picked up from the air. Driven by the basest of impulses, Rick kneeled before the woman’s spread legs, grabbing them with his powerful hands while looking her straight in the eyes.

“So you were right after all,” he said, a second before plunging his immense member into her, causing the surge of electricity that kept expanding through her body to kick into overdrive. “This was truly what you wanted,” the man concluded, right as he commenced thrusting.

The sensations spreading to every corner of her sizeable body, Kate let out another moan, this one louder and even less dignified than the previous one. It didn’t sound particularly human, more like something belonged to an animal, controlled by its own instincts and little else. Then, with each new thrust, she gasped and let out another one, each more powerful than the last, directly following the intensity of the pleasurable sensations that rippled through her body.

Having picked up on what was going on in front of him, Rick upped his pace, making the tiny explosions of enjoyment within Kate’s body even more frequent and intense. With this, the sounds she made also increased in frequency, indicating that she enjoyed this violation to no end.

Now in overdrive, the man started jackhammering as hard as his inhuman body could, which far exceeded the sexual strength of any man the doctor has even been with, and then some. Every muscle in his body contorting, he lifted his head up, roaring toward the night sky, as his hips rapidly moved forward and backward, not giving the space between the woman’s legs the tiniest chance to recover.

Her body shaking uncontrollably, unable to resist the tide of pleasurable sensations that kept assaulting her from within and without, Kate felt her insides melt under the incursion of an orgasm that was so powerful she could not breathe. The moans she used to let out so rapidly now converged, forming a single, extended sound that permeated the area as her spread legs slowly descended onto the earth.

For a while she floated like that, unfeeling to all but the supreme bliss that this bear-man had invoked within her body. By the time she came to, which could have been anything between a minute and an hour, the doctor found herself facing the pulsating manhood of Jasper, standing above her as he was, the want readily visible on his face.

“Told you I will get my due, beautiful,” the older man spoke, the bestial coarseness of his voice enflaming the passions that kept burning within the woman’s body while Rick still kept taking her from his end. Driven far beyond the controls of rationality by her passion, Kate responded the only way she could: by opening her mouth wide.

She would have let out another long moan as well, but the intrusion of Jasper’s sizeable member into her throat had snuffed it out completely. Gagging, but not really feeling the discomfort, the lust-taken woman started working on Jasper with all the power of a high quality vacuum cleaner. She was just about to kick it up herself, wanting to finish the man off as soon as possible, but then something happened that put that intention on hold: Inflamed by his own desire and well on the edge himself, a gasping Rick exploded deep inside her abdomen.

Taken by surprise, she slowed down with Jasper, taking a short moment to enjoy the wet, slippery feeling that the younger man’s ejaculation had caused within her, but the seasoned were-bear would have none of it. The very second that Rick finished pulling out, the older man did so as well on his end, grabbing the woman underneath her arms and flipping her forward on her elbows and knees as if she was no heavier than a large pillow.

“No breaks allowed with old Jasper, honey,” he said, pressing his tip onto her gaping orifice while the thick, warm stream of Rick’s ejaculate still dripped out from inside. The woman barely had the time to catch her breath when he showed himself into her, mercilessly.

Even though Rick had just given it to her hard, Kate’s eyes widened as soon as the whole of Jasper wound up inside her. The previous one was really large, but this one was even more immense, and she had no idea as to why it didn’t feel that way while it was down her throat.
It must be from all the food,
a small piece of her rational side tried to crack a joke before it was blown away by another tide of raw sensation.

As the man thrust, so did the wet feeling within the woman seemingly ignite, burning away the last traces of restraint from her body and soul. Completely and utterly free from anything resembling a rational thought, Kate moaned and screamed, asking for more in words and phrases that she didn’t know existed before.

Pleased with the effect they had on her, Jasper started jackhammering himself, intent on finally getting what was his, while a visibly still aroused Rick sat nearby to observe. The sight of Rick’s expression when he saw her being taken from behind by his pack leader turned her on so much that the resulting orgasm was ever harder than the previous one.

In attaining climax, however, Kate squeezed on Jasper’s oversized manhood, causing the shape-shifter to explode himself, apparently far earlier than he had intended. The man’s own pleasure-induced roar followed that of the doctor, as they both collapsed on the ground, one on top of the other.

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“Come on, Kate, we’ll be late for the meet,” Rick spoke out, clearly not amused but not angry either. His wife had a tendency toward making people wait for her, especially when it was about finishing her desert.

“It’ll be done when it’s done,” she replied, taking special effort so as not to spoil the taste of her chocolate ice cream; the kind with white sprinkles. Pouting while she savored the taste, the woman tried to fake an expression of discontent, but it didn’t work. Living with Rick and with the rest of the gang had been an absolute blast.

Granted, she had to pull all the strings she had in order to get transferred into this particular area, but it was all worth it. A doctor’s salary, a loving husband, and a sex life to die for; they were hers, all obtained by taking one little trip to a remote place that seemed somewhat interesting. Her pout having unintentionally turned into a smile, she and Rick exchanged an affectionate gaze while he waited for her near the table, before she took another spoonful and devoured it sensually.

“Is there anything in particular on your mind, my dear?” The man asked, his eyes rapidly moving from her eyes over her cleavage, her new tattoo, and back up. Bear people were amazing at sensing the emotional states of others, even more so after spending a certain amount of time with them.
And the two of us, well… we’re together all the time.

Her taste buds overwhelmed with the intertwined flavors of white and brown chocolate, the woman delivered a closed-mouthed smile, waiting for the gustatory apex to subside before finally delivering her answer. “I was just thinking about how much things have changed, honey. Of how everything with us and with the rest you just… clicked, and about how happy you’ve made me feel. That is all.” Slowly, she took another mouthful, letting the taste expand within her oral cavity again while waiting for his response.

“I was just wondering if you had any…” Rick dragged his chair right next to hers, caressing her right breast with one hand, while letting the other rest on her shoulder. Dragging his fingers into the soft area in between her bosom, he slowly pulled them out before dragging them over the tribal “teeth” tattoo that now decorated the area above her collarbones. “I was wondering if you had any regrets, is all,” her husband finally said, the tone of his voice betraying just how much he cared about her well-being.