Page 29 of Laid Bear

“Well, me and my cousins are like brothers. Like we have with you, we share a mental link with each other. In the real world, our ability to communicate without words is something we’ve often used to our advantage. And there will be times when we’ll speak with you in our minds, as I did with you when you first saw me in bear form.”

“So does this mean you guys will randomly be reading my mind when you feel like it?”

“Not if you don’t want us to. We don’t necessarily have to read your mind to know what you’re thinking. That’s how strong the bond is between us. We feel what the other person is feeling. If you are in despair, happy or excited, so are we. It runs both ways though. You’ll feel us deeply as well.” He tested the water. “Seems warm enough. Come on, let’s get in.”

Zora stepped into the tub and groaned in pleasure as the sting of the warm water massaged her body. Logan got in behind her. He grabbed a bar of soap and began to soap her back. Zora pulled her locks over her shoulder to give him easier access.

“Mmm, that’s heavenly.” She pushed her bottom against him and swayed her hips from side to side.

He lowered his head and nipped the tip of her ear. “Behave.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Then I’ll have to mete out some kind of punishment. Now be still, woman.”

She giggled, loving the playful side of Logan. He may have been a big bear, but he had a wicked sense of humor. She tried to remain still when he reached around to move the soap along her breasts. Her nipples puckered. Zora gasped in pleasure. He then wrapped one arm around her waist and slid the soap up her thighs to her belly, moving around her pussy but not touching it. When he continued to bypass where she wanted him to touch the most, Zora realized he was teasing so she intended to do a little of her own. She wiggled her rear against him, gratified to feel his stiffening cock.

His arm tightened around her waist. “If you keep doing that, you’re going to get much more than what you bargained for.”

Feeling playful, she turned just enough to look up at him. “Maybe this is exactly what I’m bargaining for. Weren’t you the one who told me you were going to have this pussy? I didn’t take you for a talker, but a man of action.”

“Those are fighting words.” Abandoning all pretense of washing her, Logan dropped the soap and cupped her pussy. He slid his finger along her slit.

“Stop teasing me,” she ordered through gritted teeth.

“Say please.” He chuckled.

Zora pressed her hand over his, applying pressure between her thighs. “Pretty please.”

“As you wish.” Logan pushed his soap-slicked finger inside of her, hard and deep. Not stopping there, he added another finger and then another until she was stretched to her limit.

Zora murmured at the decadent sensation flowing through her. Her knees grew weak and she was thankful to have his arm anchored around her waist as a titillating pleasure washed through her. She gyrated her hips, wanting the simulated sex of his fingers pushing in and out of her. “Logan…please.”

“That’s it, honey. I love it when you beg.”

“Please, please, please, please!” She rolled her head from side to side against his broad chest.

“That’s it, baby. Move that tight ass against my cock.” Logan worked his fingers in and out of her, giving Zora what she needed and wanted. The warm spray of the shower beating against her skin served to increase the intensity of her emotions.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Zora. You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of doing this to you.” He pulled his fingers out of her and turned her around to face him.

The feral gleam in his eyes sent a shiver up her spine. She raised her face up to his and pulled his head toward her. Their lips met in a collision of lust and need. Zora gave as good as she got, pushed her tongue forward to meet his. Their tongues circled and tasted each other.

Without breaking the seal of their lips, he grasped her bottom and lifted her against his body. Zora wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She ground her lower body against his cock, eager to have his hardness fill her.

Logan finally broke the kiss, his breathing ragged. “Take me inside of you.”

Zora grasped his cock and positioned him against her sex. Once she got the tip of him in her pussy, Logan thrust the rest of the way. Zora gasped her relief to be filled by him. She could easily become addicted to the sensation of being thoroughly fucked by her men.

They ground against each other with animalistic moves, neither able to get enough of the other. Zora scored his skin with her nails, causing Logan to inhale sharply. Each time she dug into his flesh, he thrust harder and deeper into her.

“Feels so good,” Zora moaned. His cock moved in and out of her expertly, hitting her in just the right spots.

“I want you to cream on my cock, baby. Can you do that for me?” He whispered, his bold gaze gleaming fiercely.

“Yes, so close!”

Logan slammed her against the shower wall and shoved his cock into her like a man gone mad. Zora loved every second of it. She clenched his cock as she quickly reached the edge of another explosive climax.