The Clawed Squad: Royal (The Bear Shifters of Clawed Ranch Book 2) Read online

  “I guess,” he said, watching her closely. “Did you get a lot of attention and love from your mom and dad?”

  “We should go swimming,” Elsa said jumping up and ignoring his question. “I’m so sweaty.”

  It appeared that she wasn’t interested in discussing her family or growing up. Royal was curious but he didn’t want to push her. He knew how hard it was to grow up in a dysfunctional family.

  “Lake or river?” he asked. “My pool is still in the planning stages.”

  “I’m going to go with lake,” she said, standing up and wiping the dirt off of her butt. “It was so beautiful.”

  “It sure is beautiful,” Royal said, watching as her hands slapped her round ass.

  They took their time walking to the lake, just chatting and enjoying each other’s company as Scrappy ran ahead, yapping at a grasshopper. Their fingers collided as their arms swayed and Royal inched closer and took her hand in his. She kept walking without skipping a beat and Royal grinned. Maybe he did have a chance after all.

  The lake was gorgeous as usual in the late afternoon sun and Royal stripped to his boxer briefs and dove inside, letting the cool water wash off the dirt, grime and sweat of a hard day’s work. He popped out of the lake’s surface and turned around with the water up to his neck. Elsa was on the shore stripping down to her bra and panties.

  His cock instantly hardened underwater as she wiggled out of her shorts. Her large breasts were jiggling in her lacy black bra. Holy fuck!

  “Are you expecting any of your friends to join us?” she asked, eying him seductively.

  “Nope,” he said with a gulp. “It’s just us.”

  “Good,” she said, reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. She let it drop to the ground, hiding her breasts with her arm as she turned towards him.

  Holy double fuck!

  Her voluptuous breasts were spilling over her arm as she stepped into the water. He didn’t know where to look. He felt like a kid in a candy store where everything looked incredible. Her black underwear looked so tiny between her big, round thighs. His eyes darted from her legs to her stomach to her barely covered breasts to her gorgeously shy face.

  He sighed in disappointment when she dove into the water and took away his beautiful view. Her head popped up in front of him as she treaded water with a smile on her face. Her big breasts were free under the water and Royal took a few peeks, getting even harder in his underwear.

  “What are you looking at?” she asked with a grin when his eyes darted below the water.

  “I’m just checking for sharks,” he answered with a smile. “You can never be too safe.”

  “Would you protect me?” she asked, closing the distance between them.

  Royal took her in his arms and pulled her in close. He moaned as her bare breasts grazed against his chest under the water. Her eyes widened when her leg pressed up against his throbbing erection. “Oooh,” she said with a mischievous look on her face. “Looks like there are larger beasts lurking under the water.”

  She looked so hot with her wet blonde hair slicked back and with tiny droplets of water clinging to her heavenly lips. Royal leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips.

  “Mmmmm,” she moaned as his hands slowly slid up her ribs to her soft-

  “CANNONBALLL!” Slate screamed as he ran and jumped into the water naked, covering them with a splash.

  Royal glared at Karl as he followed his twin into the water wearing nothing but a smile.

  I am going to murder those two.

  At least Elsa looked as disappointed as he was. The moment was ruined but maybe there would be another.

  “The water is perfect!” Slate said, combing his wet hair back with his fingers.

  Elsa sank down in the water up to her chin to hide her almost naked body. “How was your afternoon? Did you guys lock up any super villains?”

  “Very funny,” Slate said with a roll of his eyes. “You guys should come wingsuit flying with us sometime.”

  “Yeah,” Karl said, popping up beside his brother. “It’s so thrilling.”

  Royal was wishing that they had thrillingly flown into a cliff.

  “We’re going to head back,” Royal said through a clenched jaw. He could have killed them both for ruining his chances with Elsa. He had been so close.

  “Cool,” Slate said, following them. “We’ll walk with you guys back.”

  “No!” Royal snapped. “You two stay here. And keep your eyes closed.”

  Royal stood with his back to the shore and glared at the two twins as Elsa walked out of the water and put her clothes back on. He was hoping that they would sneak a peek. He just wanted an excuse…

  He sighed when he turned around and the beautiful princess was fully clothed. He walked on shore and grabbed his shorts, sliding them up and over his wet underwear.

  “Wait up,” Slate said, swimming forward.

  “Yeah,” Karl said, following him to the shore. “We have to tell you about the sandwiches we had at this-”

  “OW! WHAT THE FUCK?!?” Slate screamed with a terrified look on his face. He jumped out of the water and there was a lobster hanging from his dick. The thick claw was clasp around his pecker and hanging on for dear life.

  Elsa threw her head back and roared out a laugh as Royal clutched his stomach, doubled over.

  “Get em off, get em off, get em off, get em off, get em off, get em off, get em off, get em off,” Slate screamed over and over again while the lobster hung on.

  Karl was laughing along at his brother when his face dropped and his eyes widened. He sprung out of the water next with a lobster hanging from his ass, the claw squeezing his butt cheek.

  “Yup,” Royal said to Elsa. “Lots of beasts lurking in this lake.” Thankfully.

  Elsa’s face was red with laughter as she waved at the two dancing boys trying to take off their new pets. “That was the best thing that I’ve ever seen,” she said as they walked away to the hoots and hollers of the twins.

  She looked so happy as she giggled on the way back. It had almost been worth the interruption.

  Almost.

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  Camilla leaned back in the chair in front of the fire and smiled as the boys made fun of the twins. They both still looked traumatized.

  “I always thought you guys had crabs,” Tyler joked. “But lobsters?”

  “Ha ha,” Slate said mockingly. “What the fuck were lobsters doing in the lake anyway?” he asked, staring at Camilla.

  Camilla just shrugged as she tried to hide a giggle. “I don’t know. Weird, right?”

  “I don’t know why you’re so mad,” Royal said. “Some people pay good money for a claw job.”

  Stetson laughed as he collected the empty plates from everyone. They had just finished dinner, deliciously thick and juicy burgers, and Camilla was stuffed.

  Royal leaned in and she smiled. She was starting to love his big, powerful presence. “Can I get you anything else, Elsa?”

  Camilla cringed. She hated that Royal didn’t know her real name. Every time he called her Elsa, it felt like a punch in the gut. She hated that all he knew of her was lies.

  “Can you take me for a walk?” she whispered.

  His wide smooth lips curled up into a smile. “Definitely.”

  It was late in the summer and the night was beginning to come earlier and earlier. The sun had set while they ate their dinner and now the first, brightest stars were beginning to arrive, shining out against the dark sky.

  They walked hand in hand to the barn in the distance. Their flip-flops clicked and clocked on the uneven path under their feet. Camilla was wearing her light blue summer dress, one of the last pieces of clean clothing that she had, and the cool breeze kept lifting it up above her knees, flashing some skin.

  The cows were quiet after a long stressful day and all that Camilla could hear was the buzzing of the insects in the tall grass, the murmur of the boys chatting behind them at the firepit, branches creaking
in the soft wind, and Royal’s slow breathing beside her.

  This was the closest thing to a dream life that Camilla had ever known. She desperately wanted to tell Royal the truth about her past, her lack of noble blood, the scam that she had tried to run on him and now had completely dropped, but she was too scared. She couldn’t bear the thought of Royal looking at her with hurt and disappointment. She didn’t want to risk never seeing him again and having to go back to her old life. That thought terrified her. It was scarier than going to jail.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, smiling warmly at her.

  “Yeah,” she lied. Her insides felt like they were being torn apart. “I’m just scared.”

  He stopped and turned her, holding her arms in his strong hands. “Nobody is going to hurt you again,” he said, holding her gaze. “I’ll protect you. You’ll never be alone again.”

  It was exactly the words that she needed to hear and that’s why it hurt so much to hear them. Royal wasn’t saying it to her. He was saying it to the lie that she had told him. She wasn’t who he thought she was and when he found out the truth, she’d be on her own once again.

  She swallowed hard as she glanced back towards the firepit. Scrappy was sound asleep in Thorn’s arms and he was stroking the top of the happy pup’s head. Even Scrappy won’t want to come with me if I’m kicked out. He loves it here.

  The burn of tears scorched her eyes and she looked down at the ground, staring at the pebbles and stones that were half-buried in the dirt.

  Royal tilted her chin up with his fingers and kissed her. It was a bitter joy. It was exactly what she needed but it hurt that much more to know that this was all going to be gone shortly. She couldn’t keep up this fake story for long. Especially with the town’s Sheriff living beside her.

  There was a low rumble sounding like a wild animal and Camilla whipped her head around to the dark forest behind them. “What was that?” she asked, stepping into Royal’s muscular embrace where everything felt a little safer.

  “Don’t worry about it,” he said, with a flinch. “It was probably a raccoon. Let’s just go check on the cows.”

  Camilla kept her eyes on the dark forest as they walked but she couldn’t help but notice that Royal’s reaction was a little strange. The rumble sounded like it was coming from him but there was no way a human could make that sound. It was definitely a wild animal and it definitely wasn’t a raccoon. Why was his chest vibrating like that?

  They walked into the barn and Camilla took her time saying goodnight to the cows, scratching the tops of their heads and scratching their cheeks lightly.

  Royal was sitting on some stacks of hay watching her with a content look on his face. She couldn’t resist. He was too sexy.

  “Can I join you?” she asked, giving her wide hips an extra little sway as she strutted over.

  Royal smiled as he watched her approach. “I thought you’d never ask.”

  She sat down close beside him with the side of her leg snuggled up against his. “You have some hay stuck to your shirt,” he said as he brushed his hand up and down her back, giving her a mini massage.

  “Thanks,” Camilla said, trying to twist her neck to see behind her. “Do I have any more?”

  “No,” he said with a smile. “I lied. It was just an excuse to touch you.”

  Camilla leaned in close to him and traced her finger up the inside of his thick forearm. “You never need an excuse to touch me,” she whispered.

  He leaned forward, cupped her cheek with his strong hand and kissed her firmly on the lips, making her insides melt. He was such a good kisser. Controlled and sensual but at the same time impulsive and raw. She was already feeling the heat settling between her legs.

  She parted her legs slightly as his hand slipped between her legs and slowly slid up her inner things. The feel of his rough palm on the soft insides of her thighs was making her pussy tingle. He slid his hand up and up and…“Oh, God,” she moaned as her body shook in a warm shiver. His finger had lightly grazed her mound as he pulled his hand back up from under her dress. It was in that moment that she knew she was going to make love to him. Right there in the barn, on top of the haystacks, in front of the cows, with his friends within earshot.

  She wanted him, needed him, badly.

  Camilla grabbed the back of his neck and yanked his head forward, crashing her lips onto his in a gnash of teeth and tongue. She thrust her tongue into his mouth as she pressed her aching breasts against his hard arm.

  Fuck he’s hot. Her hand was on his round shoulder and she took her time feeling every ridge of muscle, every carved line of his toned arm, as she slid her hand down his tricep.

  His friends broke into laughter back by the firepit and she jerked her head around in surprise. Royal touched her chin with his fingers and pulled her back around, claiming her mouth with another sensual kiss that had her forgetting everything but the way his velvety tongue felt on hers.

  The rough hay scratched her bare legs as she shifted closer to him, sliding her hand down his wide chest, past the hard ridges of his abs, and past his belt buckle. Her fingers grazed the tip of his cock and this time, it was his turn to shudder.

  Their lips parted and she glanced down, breathing heavily, and gasped when she saw the size of his erection pressing out against the fabric of his shorts. Goddamn he’s big!

  His cock looked so tempting and had her doing things that she normally wouldn’t be doing with someone she just met. She rubbed her palm along his thick length, smiling as he dropped his head back and moaned. That sexy rumbling sound came back, sounding like it was coming from deep within his chest. She had never heard anything like it before and didn’t know what it was, but it was a huge turn on. The deep, vibrating rumble seemed to strike her right at her core, spurring her on.

  It seemed to be having the same effect on Royal. He leaned forward, moving his hungry lips to her neck as a cow mooed softly behind them. He peppered the curve of her neck with possessive kisses and Camilla shook as his warm breath tickled her sensitive skin.

  Camilla gripped the back of his head as he moved his greedy lips to the top of her chest, kissing a wet trail down to her breasts. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled at the dozen or so cows that were standing there staring at her. “Perverts,” she whispered with a chuckle.

  Royal was too focused on her body to hear. His lips were moving down to her breasts and her nipples felt rock hard, aching in anticipation. She threaded her fingers through his hair and squeezed them, grabbing a fistful of hair. She wanted to feel his mouth on her breasts and feel his tongue on her nipples. “Mmmm,” she moaned as he slid a spaghetti strap of her dress down her shoulder.

  Camilla leaned back and looked down at him. She couldn’t believe how sexy he was, how big and massive his shoulders and arms were. His hands were huge and they made her ass feel small for once as he reached behind her and grabbed a cheek. He squeezed it, giving her a taste of his power and she let out a loud whimper.

  “We have to be quiet,” he whispered on her chest. “The boys will hear us if we’re loud.”

  Camilla licked her lips as she pictured the five muscular men behind her listening to her screams as she got fucked. It was sexy and naughty and it was spurring her on even further.

  She dropped her hand to his cock and felt the impressive size of it once more. How am I going to be quiet with this thing inside of me?

  Royal slid the second strap down her arm and her dress tumbled down, leaving only her strapless bra between her breasts and his sexy lips. Camilla reached behind her, unclasped it, and tossed it over his shoulder onto a haystack. His eyes widened for a second as he watched her large breasts spill free in front of him.

  He was on them in an instant, cupping and massaging them with his hands as he drew her nipples into his mouth and lashed them with his tongue.

  Camilla’s heart started pounding and she clenched her wet pussy as he traced little circles around her nipple with his tongue. She clenched her fingers
into a fist, grabbing a chunk of his hair, and pulled him into her breasts as she threw a leg over his lap, straddling him. The hay was rough and scratchy, and the barn smelled like manure but she didn’t care. At all. This was getting too good and there was no other place that she’d rather be. The cool air was tickling her warm skin and the low murmur of the men talking behind her was all adding to the intense experience.

  She grabbed his shirt and yanked it up, wanting to see his muscles up close. He grunted in annoyance as he had to take a half second away from kissing her breasts so that she could pull it over his head. She tossed it behind him to meet her bra that was laying on the haystack, and his lips and tongue were back on her at once.

  His back was arched forward and she raked her fingertips over his taut back muscles, moaning at the sheer sexy size of them. It was time to take this to the next level.

  Royal grunted in frustration as she pushed off his chest and stood up in front of him. “Uh uh uh,” she said, wagging her finger and stepping back out of his reach as he tried to grab her again.

  He licked his lips as he stared at her with heated, glazed-over eyes. She was so wet and her underwear was already soaked through. She smirked at him as she reached under her dress and wiggled her hips as she slowly slid her underwear down her wide thighs.

  The left strap of her dress was high on her arm, barely covering her left breast while her right breast was completely exposed. He groaned as he furiously began unbuckling his belt, never taking his eyes off of her chest. Her nipples still wet with his saliva were stiff and getting even stiffer as the cool wind kissed them.

  His belt buckle clicked open and he yanked down his shorts and underwear, pulling out his big cock. It looked even bigger in person and Camilla gulped as she realized again that she had to fit that thing inside of her.

  She stepped out of her panties and let her dress fall back down to her knees. She smiled and tossed her underwear at him as he stroked his cock with a steady, certain grip while he watched her.