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  THE BEAR, THE WOLF, AND THE QUEEN

  (PARANORMAL SHIFTER MENAGE STEAMY ROMANCE)

  By Nikki Wild

  Copyright 2015 Nikki Wild

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  THE BEAR, THE WOLF, AND THE QUEEN

  (PARANORMAL SHIFTER MENAGE STEAMY ROMANCE)

  Selina is the only daughter of the old alpha of the Great Basin shifter pack. When the time comes for her to choose a mate, alphas come from all throughout the valley to fight for her hand.

  In the end, the young queen's choices are narrowed down to two. Wolf and bear square off, but Selina is finding it impossible to choose. Bear or wolf?

  Perhaps there’s another option…

  Both of them…

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  THE BEAR, THE WOLF, AND THE QUEEN

  The torches marked the edge of the combat ring, a wide circle of trampled grass. After a long day of bouts, the ground was marked with the scrapes of claws and the splatters of red blood stained the dark ground.

  The sun had already set and the moon was rising fat and full, shining so bright above that the lynx could look out over the crushing throng of shifters as they watched over the last two competitors.

  Selina arched her back and stretched, sinking her claws into the dew-streaked grass. Her sensitive ears could hear the hushed growls and rumbles that rose from the crowd. Her night vision was perfect, down to the smallest detail. She could count the hairs on the backs of each assembled shifter as she stalked around the outside of the gathered throng. She could smell their excitement, their anticipation. She didn't mean to miss a thing. Not when so much was at stake tonight.

  Her father had died a moon ago, leaving her his only heir. Almost immediately, the hundreds upon hundreds of shifters loyal to the Great Basin Pack began to move. They gathered here, at the entrance to the central den.

  Her home.

  She had waited the customary full month of mourning before she declared the beginning of the battles. The winner would join her in the great den as her mate.

  For three nights the bouts had gone on. If she wanted to be vain, she might have preened about the sheer number of suitors that were now fighting for her hand, but Selina had been raised as a true queen, mindful of the incredible responsibility that now weighed on her shoulders.

  After tonight, she would be queen in her own right, the alpha female of the Great Basin Pack, the largest group of shifters in the southern quadrant. The lives and secrets of everyone gathered here would now be hers to rule; wolves, bears, cats, birds and the countless others who depended on the protection of the pack.

  But first she needed to pick a mate.

  She twitched her ears, her lynx form tight and watchful. It was incredible to her that the two alphas who were now squaring off had any energy left in them to fight.

  Sitting back on her haunches, she watched them now. The gray wolf was pacing the clearing, his tail whipping back and forth wildly as he sized up his opponent. The grizzly bear roared a challenge, baring his teeth, his hackles raised. Both of them were massive, in peak condition, beautiful animals pushing themselves to their limits in battle.

  As she stared at them, Selina felt a ripple of something inside of her. A twitch of something that was like hunger, but concentrated around her heart. Like her heart was yearning towards something, pulling her whole body closer to its goal. And right along side of that incredible feeling was the sensation of a deep emptiness inside of her...one that she craved to fill. Hot desire was pouring into that space, making her pant slightly as she watched the wolf and bear battle for the honor of being hers.

  She had heard the tales of what happened when you spotted your mate. Her father had told her, and her mother before that. She had giggled about it with the rest of the female shifters of her age, but now she knew that it was real. The feeling of belonging that eclipsed everything else. The desire that made everything else seem pointless.

  She was feeling that desire right now.

  The only problem was, she didn't know who it was that she desired.

  She felt it stirring her body as the wolf and the bear circled each other. Their snarling and growling mingled with the noise growing in the woods. It was a deep, low bass note that reverberated against the trees.

  Hearing it made Selina stand up again, propelled to her feet by the noise of her pack. It vibrated through her, sending her animal into a panic. That wouldn't do at all. Gathering herself, she shifted, pressing down her lynx and letting her human form emerge.

  She always felt more in control when she wore her human form.

  She stepped forward, quickly acclimating to the feeling of being on two legs. Her bare feet padded softly on the trampled grass, and her jet-black hair tumbled down her back, swinging past the curve of her waist to brush against the top swell of her generously rounded buttocks. Her pale skin was nearly glowing in the light of the full moon, and a cool breeze raised a line of goosebumps along her bare arms.

  The noise of the pack sounded different to her human ears, but she still knew what it meant. It was the noise of the other shifters watching in anticipation of the final fight for dominance. They had come for miles to witness this moment under the bright light of the full moon.

  As Selina watched, the gray wolf sat back on his haunches and howled to the bright white moon. His call sent the rest of the wolves in the pack howling as well.

  As if in answer, the bear stood up on his hind legs, towering over everything as he roared out his final challenge. The bears roared their support. The wolves howled louder, attempting to drown out the bears, who growled and roared even louder. One by one, the rest of the shifters began adding their voices to the cacophony; the shriek of the hawk, the snarl of the jaguar, the grunt of the boar all rose together.

  Just as the noise reached unbearable levels...the wolf leaped.

  The noise was cut like someone had sliced it with a knife, and an unbearably tense silence prevailed.

  The wolf streaked through the air, a gray blur, his razor sharp white teeth glinting in the moonlight as he bared them for the kill.

  The bear raised his paw a second too late. Selina's heart jumped into her throat as she watched the two great beasts crash into each other with a reverberating thud. They snarled and snapped as they tumbled over and over in the grass, vying to grip each other's throats. Her stomach dropped, splashing into her insides. The bright hot taste of copper spurted in the back of her throat and she could feel her p
ulse pounding everywhere in her body. With a start she realized it was fear that was coursing through her right now.

  Fear for her chosen.

  Fear for her mate.

  And then she understood. Not mate.

  Mates.

  She raised her voice above the roar of the throng. "Stop!" she commanded.

  Instantly the wolf leaped free of the bear's snapping teeth and skidded to a stop. The bear scrambled upward, his face changing from aggression to watchful attention. Both animals turned to face Selina, bowing their heads respectfully to their queen.

  She gulped, looking from wolf to bear, bear to wolf and back again. "Shift, please," she ordered.

  There was a noise like the wind sighing through the trees. Energy flowed inward, rippling the trampled grass.

  And instantly both animals began to transform.

  The great bear compressed downward, contorting himself into the form of a tall, broad-shouldered man with chestnut hair that tumbled in a wavy tangle to his chiseled jawline. As he knelt, Selina recognized the shifter from the mountains known as Varik.

  The wolf leaped forward, and as he did, the man inside broke free, landing in a crouch before her and bowing his dark head. Mathe, she realized, the eldest son of one of the proudest wolf clans in the pack. She let her eyes wander along his muscled back and strong arms, feeling that wild desire surging inside of her once more.

  "Mathe," she exhaled, "Varik."

  "Yes, my queen," they spoke in unison. Both were naked, their torsos slick, their chests panting with exertion. Selina felt a queer shiver in her belly. She wasn't sure what to say now. Whatever it was, she certainly didn't want to say it in front of the hundreds that were silently surrounding her.

  She nodded slightly and turned. "I have made my choice," she called in a commanding voice. "The announcement shall be made at the dawn. Until then, I bid you all to disperse and leave me with my chosen mate."

  There was a collective noise, half disappointment, half expectation, but Selina stood firm, watching them all dispassionately. She was queen after all. They could wait.

  As the animals slunk back into the forest, she waited, feeling the impatience and the confusion rising off of Mathe and Varik in waves. She could smell the blood rushing just under their skin, and hear their hearts pumping strong and sure in their chests. She swallowed thickly, and turned back to them.

  They stood alone in the clearing, watching her, and the world seemed to crash down to a pinpoint. Everything that mattered to her was right here and with a jolt of realization, Selina finally understood.

  She couldn't choose between them. She wanted both of them.

  Selina stepped towards them, enjoying their way their eyes widened as they fell upon her milky skin as it glowed in the moonlight. Without the protection of fur, she felt a chill against her smooth skin, but as she neared Mathe and Varik, she could feel the incredible heat that rose off of their skin in waves, bringing with it their scents. She sniffed hungrily, wishing she could shift right now just to be able to taste the incredible smell that wafted off their skin. Sandalwood and balsam pine, earth and the scent of rain all swirled around her as she stepped in between them.

  They both turned to her, confusion written on their faces, competing with the desire that was lurking underneath. They were trying to remain composed in front of their queen, and the thought gave Selina a small thrill of power. "My queen?" Mathe said haltingly, the growl of his wolf edging close to the fringes of his human voice.

  "You may call me Selina," she spoke, and Mathe's full lips twisted into a triumphant grin. She placed a warning finger on his lips. "You may both call me Selina," she corrected.

  "Selina?" Varik rumbled. She could see his hands clenching at his sides. He wanted to touch her, wanted to reach for her, but he was still unsure of her decision.

  She threw her head back and looked up at both of them. "I am your queen," she began, and both nodded immediately, "my word is law and my commands are to be obeyed instantly."

  "Of course," they spoke in unison.

  "Then I will tell you that I have make my choice. And I choose," she allowed herself to brush her fingers up each strong arm and cup an appreciative hand around each corded neck, "I choose you both."

  "Both?" Mathe spat.

  "How can that be?" Varik wondered.

  "It just is," she mused. "Instinct."

  "My queen, how...how can we both...mate with you?" Mathe said, haltingly.

  She smiled and slowly dropped to her knees. "We shall have to figure that out," she said, snaking a white hand up each muscular thigh. She brushed her fingers past the wiry hairs at the base of their cocks, delighting in the scent that gathered there, and licked her lips.

  Mathe and Varik both grunted as she closed her fists around their cocks. Stroking idly, she watched in delicious anticipation as they grew rock hard and erect under her soft touch. Already the wetness was gathering in between her thighs and she licked her lips again in anticipation of mating beneath the full moon.

  She stroked first Varik and then Mathe. Flicking her tongue out, she touched it lightly to Mathe's tip. When he made a rough, ragged sound, she smiled again. She swirled her pink tongue around the bulbous tip, letting it flit along the ridge before sliding her full lips back down the slippery shaft. Then she pulled back, looking up at him.

  His eyes were closed in ecstasy, and his whole body trembled with the force of pent-up desire. She nodded and turned to Varik.

  "Would you like me to do that to you?"

  "Yes," he rasped in a strangled whisper, "please. My queen," he added.

  She licked her lips and then laved her tongue over the whole of his ramrod straight cock. She looked up again to see both men looking down at her in expectant desire. She moved back to Mathe, tasting the difference between the two of them. He was wider that Varik, thicker and more curved. Inflamed, she darted her head quickly and expertly between the two of them, surprised at how quickly she fell into the rhythm of sucking two cocks at once. With one pass of her lips down to the base of the long cock, then one pass of her lips down to the base of the thick one, she relished the contrasting feelings in her mouth.

  For the first time in her life she understood what it meant to enjoy giving pleasure. At each tight groan and suppressed snarl, she felt her own pleasure mount. She found herself bobbing her head faster, moving her tongues more rapidly, all in an attempt to draw out more gasps, more groans, more growls. She wanted to take more in, challenging herself to swallow the whole of them at once. She buried them in her throat, blinking back the gasping tears, and then moaned, her throat vibrating around the shaft before pulling herself free and slamming her head down to do the same to the other. She was a woman possessed; her sole purpose in life seemed to be to take them both to brink of ecstasy.

  All at once, Mathe's shoulders twitched. He cupped her face in his hands with a rough sigh, pulling his cock free from her swollen, eager mouth. "My queen," he breathed, lifting her to her feet, "it is your turn."

  At once the two shifters were upon her. Mathe's mouth slammed into hers in a frenzy of barely contained hunger. He pried her swollen lips open with a rough stab of his tongue and she moaned as he began exploring her mouth. Their tongues met and mingled, each sparring for dominance as they swirled and danced.

  Varik moved behind her, sliding his hands down her waist and pulling her hips back so that her dripping wet sex slid against his rock hard cock. The feel of him slipping along her hot folds sent shockwaves of pleasure up her spine. She moaned in Mathe's mouth as Varik layered a trail of sucking kisses along her neck and down her shoulder.

  His fingers began to knead the roundness of her buttocks, and she shifted and moaned into Mathe's mouth again. The wolf broke free from the kiss and held her gaze for only a moment before bending his lips to her full breast.

  As the bear's fingers slid into the damp heat of her sex, Mathe's lips dragged the soft skin of her nipple upward. Her nipples stiffened in the chill air as
his tongue curled around one, then the other. A bolt of pleasure shot through her, sending a flood of desire down to soak Varik's exploring fingers.

  He growled, his bear very close to the surface as he sank one, and then two fingers inside of her. He stabbed upward, impaling her, his thumb rubbing rhythmically along the swollen lips, brushing dangerously close to the tight, buzzing nub of her clit.

  Selina threw her head back in ecstasy as he began to move his fingers inside of her. Her desperate pussy began to clutch at him, the walls fluttering around the swiftly moving fingers. She wanted to draw him upward, wanted more, so much more. Her pussy pulsed and throbbed with an ache that couldn't be sated by fingers alone.

  As if he read her mind, Mathe went to his knees. Parting her slick lips with his fingers, he flicked his tongue across her swollen clit as Varik's fingers still moved inside of her. Gently, he drew the tight bud into his mouth, teasing her with little darts of his tongue, before lapping the whole of her with the flat of his tongue. She panted, bracing herself against Mathe's shoulders, her whole body undulating catlike as she rode the waves that built and built inside of her body.