Worshiped By The Bear Kings - Complete (6 page)

CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN

The river had come to a hill leading downward,
and from there it expanded further. The area surrounding the river down the
hill was littered with large black rocks and stones. There was a glorious
waterfall in the corner of it, and that was where Thunder Brad was leading
Jasmine.

They approached
the base of the waterfall from its side and were able to move into the cavern
underneath it. Once there, Brad went to the very back of the cavern and ran his
fingers along it to uncover something. There was a brief
snap
sound and
the wall in front of them began to shift to one side, revealing a passageway.
Once they were on the other side of the wall, Brad found another switch and the
wall closed again.

Ahead of
them, there was hardly any light at all. Jasmine relied completely on Brad to
guide her, who was holding her hand every step of the way.

Staring at
him in the darkness, she saw his eyes now emitted a bright green light.

She stayed
close beside him and trusted that he wouldn’t let her stumble or fall.

Eventually
the passageway was greeted with glowing beige lights up ahead. There was an
opening into a much larger room. And from there, Jasmine could hear the same
wonderful music that had been playing there earlier.

They were now
in the front part of the temple. The floor was carpeted and the walls decorated
with gold. This entrance soon moved out into a large wide open room, with a
circular pool in the centre of it. There were number of statues around the
pool, each spraying a stream of running water into it, to keep the flood
ongoing.

Behind this area
of the room there was a series of steps. They ran in spaces of four steps at a
time before there was a distance before the next set of steps. At the very top
of this mountain there were two thrones. A shirtless, equally muscular man with
blond hair and blue eyes was sitting on the left throne, holding a scepter.

When they had
come far enough, he rose to meet them.

“You found
the hunter?” he demanded.

“Yes,” Brad
replied. “He’s dead. This girl is one of his party. But not complicit in
Juliet’s death.”

The bear king
continued descending the steps until they were on the same level. Once there,
he looked Jasmine up and down.

She knew why
he was looking.

It was almost
the same way Jake had looked at her that afternoon. Where she had been repulsed
then, she was more embarrassed now.

Being the
mate of two kings seemed like some rather large shoes to fill.

“Have you had
her yet?” the bear king asked boldly.

“Of course,”
Brad said. “From what I can tell, she is very willing. She also has not only
her physical beauty. She has an aura around her that speaks large volumes. She
is someone we can trust. Someone who deserves to be worshiped.”

The bear king
was staring into her eyes.

She felt a
smile appearing on her lips, but it was unnatural.

“I’m Spike,”
he said.

“Jasmine,”
she murmured.

“Would you
like to touch me?” Spike asked.

“How…?”

He took her
right hand from her and pressed it against his chest. It felt warm.

She could
feel his heard pounding for her.

“Are you sure
she is the one?” Spike asked Brad.

Brad moved behind
Jasmine and put his hands at her hips.

“I am sure,”
Brad whispered in her ear.

Spike opened
and closed his eyes. Then he leaned forward into her.

Brad kissed
her shoulder and Spike kissed her lips.

CHAPTER
NINETEEN

Although she didn’t know Spike at
all, and barely knew Brad, Jasmine’s nervousness completely subsided as the
bear kings sought to gratify her. Spike didn’t kiss quite the same as Brad did.
He didn’t have the skill. What he had was a furtive, playfulness the other
didn’t possess. This was less serious for him. More organic. As she engaged
with him in the pashing of tongues, Brad’s kisses had found her backside. He
undressed her from behind and when her pants and underwear were discarded, he
spread open her cheeks to pleasure her with his mouth. In all those ways you
could imagine.

As Spike
pulled away her top and began to massage her nipples with his teeth and tongue,
Jasmine’s body was rocked from one pleasurous shudder to another.

These guys,
these kings, these bears –

They were all
over her.

Eyes open,
eyes closed, Jasmine could hardly stand up she was being devoured so
emphatically. Spike eventually moved down her stomach, his tongue moving along
between kisses in a straight line. He then inserted it underneath her clitoris
and began to suck and nibble on it in his mouth. Brad had moved up to her
asshole which was as numbingly, unspeakably awesome as you might expect, but
with Spike licking her clit at the same time, Jasmine was on the verge of
crying out and having multiple orgasms.

When this
sequence of pleasuring was at its next phase, together Brad and Spike lifted
Jasmine above their heads, and carried her towards the pool.

As they
gently laid her on her back she was greeted with a cool and meditative
relaxation as the water immersed her skin. Both of the bears then stripped
naked and climbed into the pool with her.

Brad held her
breasts from behind, and tenderly kissed her forehead. Spike spread her legs
apart and instantly she felt his heavy cock enter her, hard and firm.

Jasmine
reached up and wrapped her hands around Brad’s neck and kissed his lips upside
down, whilst Spike fucked her as hard as he could.

Inside,
Jasmine knew that what she was engaging in now was beyond her wildest dreams.
She would never have dared to expect to have two men all over her at the same
time – for the fear that it would become about lust rather than love. With two
men who were just men and no more, it would probably mean that. But these men
weren’t just men.

They were
kings.

CHAPTER
TWENTY

Before it was all over, Brad was
whispering in her ear: “You’re everything.”

And: “We love
you.”

And: “We
worship you.”

Right as
Spike came inside her, her lips were interlocked with Brad’s for their most
passionate and intimate moment yet.

Jasmine
wasn’t sure she could ever say those words back to him. The concepts of such
devotion … were almost beyond her. At the same time she knew neither of them
expected that of her – her role was simply to be an outlet for the love the
bears had to give. And while she believed she didn’t deserve it in the
slightest, she couldn’t help but let their love fill up her black hole of
desire…

After the
sex, they bathed and cuddled a bit before rising from the water and drying
themselves off. Then they dressed each other.

After that,
Jasmine was so liberated, she had to sit down. She watched her two kings talk
quietly with each other. She wasn’t sure if they were discussing her, or some
other topic, but both seemed eager and refreshed. Eventually, they turned to
her.

“We were just
discussing how we will take turns to be with you,” Brad explained. “Since
you’re new to the tribe and you know me best, I’ll be with you for the
remainder of the week.”

“After that
you’re with me for a week,” Spike said. “I am looking forward to it.”

“Okay,”
Jasmine murmured. “Me too, I guess.”

“Come on,”
Brad said. “It’s time for us to go now.”

Jasmine
smiled as he helped her up. Before leaving Spike alone she gave him a hug, and
left her with a memorable kiss.

“I can’t wait
to learn more about you,” he said in parting.

“And I, you,”
Jasmine said in response to his playful vibe.

Their hands
left each other and then she was under Thunder Brad’s arm once more.

As they made
their way out to the waterfall, he asked her if she had enjoyed their mating.

“I …” Jasmine
began. “It was…”

“Yes?”

“Kind of
amazing.”

“Well, I
guess you’re one of us now then.”

“I guess.”

And for a
moment there. Just one or two or three.

Everything
seemed perfect.

They stepped
through the moveable wall and out from underneath the waterfall.

To their
horror the entire forest was consumed with fire.

“No!” Brad
screamed. “NOOOOO!!!”

He left her
side to race up the hill by the riverside towards the burning forest.

“Brad!”
Jasmine cried trying to keep up with him. “Come back, Brad!”

“WHO HAS DONE
THIS?” Brad screamed. “WHO?”

He turned
towards Jasmine, his face one of absolute surprise and distraught.

And then she
saw the true horror creep in…

“The
Destair…” he gasped.

A series of
arrows fired out from a hidden location, and struck him in the chest. Brad fell
to his knees in agony, and two more arrows hit.

“BRAD!”
Jasmine screamed.

She ran to
help him but then heard the sound of galloping.

She looked
around in dismay and then out of nowhere it was upon her.

Rising from
the flaming trees was a black bear riding upon a great stallion, his chest
saddled with a crossbow, and his arms reaching out for Jasmine.

She was
plucked up and forced onto his horse, without a thing she could do.

Looking back,
her last image of Brad was him falling to chest, paralyzed by the arrows. And
then a horde of black bears riding horses emerged and followed the bear she was
with, all the way out into the night.

PART TWO

CHAPTER ONE

Thunder Brad caught Jasmine’s
terrified gaze as she disappeared into the forest with the black bears, and
forced himself to sit up. He’d been struck – not once, but by several arrows,
and he was well aware that it would only take another arrow or two to kill him
outright. He began pulling them from his body, each causing excruciating pain
as it came out. He bit his teeth together and managed to stand on one leg. The
smoke from the forest fire was making him dizzy.

Nearby leaves
crunched as the last member of the hoard made his way round the corner, riding
upon what Brad could only describe as the largest and most fierce horse he’d
ever seen.

The figure
descended the horse in Brad’s peripherals, and as he made his way over to him,
Brad could see he was also in his human form.

It was Hades:
the infamous leader of the black bear Destair tribe.

“Are your
wounds fatal?” Hades asked him in a deep tone of voice.

Thunder Brad
winced, displeased his enemy could see him in such pain. “I’ll live.”

“Good,” Hades
said. He stooped down to Brad’s level, his chainmail armor clunking about as he
did so. He put his hands together. “This isn’t an act of war.”

“No?”

“You and
Spike did great service to my father before he died. Despite your treachery, it
would callous of me to not spare your lives, with one final chance to make
amends.”

“Your father
said we could have our own tribe. The Uthuro will not be swayed by evil
doings.”

“There is no
more Uthuro,” Hades said angrily, standing back up. “Look around you, Thunder.
Your tribe, your animals, your forest. We’ve burnt it to the ground.”

Brad inhaled
sharply, and shook his head. “No.”

“Yes, you
fool,” Hades barked at him. “Now you will abandon these old ways of yours, and
become part of the Destair again – or you can sit here and burn with the rest
of the forest.”

After a
moment, Brad sighed. “Perhaps that is what I deserve, for my failure to protect
the forest.”

“Well. Suit
yourself,” Hades sneered. He moved back towards his horse to regain the saddle.

Brad’s eyes
shifted in his direction. He thought about Jasmine who had been kidnapped by
the Destair, and considered asking Hades if she could be returned to him.

Of course, it
would have been a foolish request. And it would let the evil black bear know of
her value to Brad, which could be a dangerous thing.

No. Now was
not the time.

Summoning his
strength, he managed to rise to his feet, seemingly unaffected by his injuries.

In a turn of
admiration, Hades rode over to examine his physique.

“It’s not all
bad,” Hades said. “A few nights with us, and you wouldn’t even miss your cave.”

Brad frowned
with confusion. “Which forest are you at?”

Hades lowered
his eyes, then smiled.

He took off
in the direction Jasmine had been taken.

Brad didn’t
take his eyes off him.