Her faint yes sent the blood surging to my cock. Not that it wasn’t engorged before, but now it was so hard it felt like a crowbar in my pants.
Laleesha, Laleesha, Laleesha. My mate wanted me as much as I wanted her.
I swung her into my arms. She felt light as a kitten, and fit perfectly.
“Wait,” she objected. “Bears.”
“Huh?” I froze, wondering how she knew, and whether it would be a deal-breaker.
“The leftovers. We can’t leave them out because of the bears.”
“Yeah,” I grunted in relief. I leaned over so she could grab the bag. I should tell her now, before we went any farther. She had a right to know I was a bear. She needed to know she was carrying a wolf.
The words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. My cock was raging hard, and she wanted me. Anything else seemed kind of unimportant.
Except for one thing.
At the door to my cabin, I stopped. Setting her on her feet, I searched her face. “It’s not too late.” My voice was rougher than I liked, but it was taking some effort on my part not to rip off that heavy jacket she wore. “You can change your mind. After we get inside…”
I wanted to think I could stop at any time. But my bear was really close to the surface, bolder than he ever got.
A flash of cold sanity hit me. After what had happened to her, it was a amazingly bad idea to bring her in when we were this aroused.
“No, don’t come in,” I told her. “I’ll walk you back to Sophie’s.”
She slung her arms around my neck and rubbed up against me. The smell of her arousal and the feel of my mate’s body rubbing against mine nearly made me jizz my pants.
With a groan, I gave in. Unlocking the door, I swept her in and laid her on the bed. She was so beautiful, my mate, her dark lustrous eyes and her soft dark skin all mine.
She still clutched the bag of leftovers. I was getting ready to toss them on the floor when she made a noise of disagreement. I threw them inside the little refrigerator instead.
When I turned around she’d taken off her jacket. Oh hell. Her eyes were scared again.
But her body was giving off other signals. She leaned back on her elbows, her tits thrust out at me. Her nipples were sharp peaks against her shirt.
I drank in her scent, a cornucopia of want, need, and lust.
She wanted me, and I was going to take all of her she wanted to give.
But I could do it slow, as slow as needed to wipe that scared look off her face.
Taking off my jacket, I threw it on the chair on top of hers. She watched my shirt come off with big eyes. I left my pants on. We’d take care of her first, and then worry about me.
Her tongue flicked her bottom lip. My cock jerked involuntarily. She saw that too. Her tongue went still and then she slowly licked both her lips.
“You’re making it tough for me to stay in control,” I warned her. My bear was clamoring to get at her.
She stared at me, not comprehending. Her aroused innocence was no help in the situation, none at all.
“Take off your shirt,” I growled.
She quickly pulled it over her head. Her upraised arms were so sexy. I wanted to grab her wrists and hold her down while I slid my cock inside her heat.
Expelling a breath, I forced myself to simply look at her. She bit her lip, more nervous now than aroused.
“Your bra,” I said more gently.
My breathing sped up when she released her tits. Small but perfectly round, with large dark nipples. The urge to crush them in my hands and suck until she screamed my name was nearly overwhelming.
I’d intended to tenderly undress her, but my bear had other thoughts. I was going to obliterate the mere thought of anyone else from her mind. She needed to know that I was her bear, it was me she obeyed and no one else, no goddamned wolf shifters. Me, only me.
“Take off your pants.”
She wriggled out of them. Her tits jiggled enticingly, the hard brown peaks calling for my tongue. My cock was raging for her. I let my hand rest on my boner, steadying it and my bear. Patience.
Nearly for nothing when she lay back on the bed, completely naked to my gaze.
“You’re so beautiful.” The words ripped out of my throat.
Those sleek curves and that smooth brown skin was mine. My mate.
The faint scent of fear dissipated, replaced with arousal stronger than before. She held her legs together, hiding her core from me, innocently teasing me. I let my gaze travel from her languorous eyes to her parted lips, down the soft mounds of her tits, along the sleek belly to the curly black thatch between her legs.
“Show me your pussy.”
Slowly she spread her legs. The scent of her arousal filled the room. I panted, sucking in the sweet smell of her wanting and her fertility. Glistening pink folds, wet with her honey, peeped between the dark curls. I stroked my cock, still safely trapped in my pants, to calm its raging. Laleesha first.
She shivered when I knelt between her legs. I stroked her thighs, my hands moving in long caresses from behind her knees up the smooth flanks and back down. My hands tightened for a fraction of a second when they got near her tits, but I made myself move on. I’d hurt her if I touched them now. I was too excited to be gentle.
Instead I slid my hands under her hips. She gasped when I dug my fingers in the flesh of her ass and started kneading.
Her eyes were big and uncertain but not scared. I gave her a predator’s smile, and her lips parted, showing her little pink tongue, the same color as her sweet wet folds. Holding her gaze, I bent my head and licked in a circle around her navel, moving lower and lower on her belly until I was at the border of her black curls. Breaking our gaze, I buried my face in her fur. Her scent was an aphrodisiac, heady and strong and completely hers. I rubbed my face in her curls, taking pleasure in the way they felt against my skin. An overwhelming sensation of peace took me for an instant before the strong scent of her juices drove me on.
Her curls were damp with arousal. I’d done that, I’d made my mate wet herself with longing for me. Finger-combing the dark curls and smoothing them away from her folds, I uncovered her soft pink flesh. Her clit was swollen hard. I stroked it lightly with my thumb, making her writhe.
I traced a line from her clit to her wet folds. She was so wet, my finger slid right inside her. She made a little mewling noise that touched my heart. I grinned up at her, happy to hear the sound of her pleasure. Watching her face, I slipped in a second finger.
Her mouth twisted open. “Ohhh,” she breathed.
I pulsed my fingers in and out of her. “Is that good? Do you like it?”
“I…” Her mouth went slack.
I inserted a third finger. The sloppy wet sound of my fingers moving in her pussy vibrated through my body.
The need to taste her was too strong to fight anymore. Dipping my tongue deep between her folds, I slurped up her juices. When she tried to wriggle away, I grabbed her ass cheeks and held her still. She bounced against my face. I just dug my fingers in tighter. Her whimpers were so sweet to hear. I lapped away, my tongue going faster as her whimpers built in volume.
When she was close to coming, I backed off. With a last swipe of my tongue, I sat back.
She was breathing hard, her pupils swallowing the iris. “Why—?” she huffed indignantly.
I licked the moisture off my lips, not that it would do much good. Her juices were smeared all over my face.
I dived back into her pussy, this time lavishing all my attention on her clit. It was swollen hard as a walnut. I sucked it, I licked it, I swirled my tongue around it.
Her sharp, feral cries stirred my bear. I slipped my whole arm under her ass to hold her still, and worked my now-free hand in her pussy. I got a good rhythm going, lick, suck, thrust; lick, suck, thrust.
Her moans suddenly went deep, and she arched stiffly against my arm.
“Dom,” she uttered in a throaty gurgle, and waves of pulsation from her slick pussy alternately gripped and released my fingers.
Her excitement was too much for me. Her coming set me off too.
It wasn’t much of an orgasm, just enough to wet my shorts and take the edge off.
And to help me come back to my senses.
Yeah, I still wanted to sheathe my cock inside her hot flesh.
But we—I—needed to take it slow. I still had to tell her I was a bear, build up some trust, all that stuff.
With a sigh, I sat back on my haunches.
My heart pounded so hard I thought it would burst. I lay back on the bed, completely and utterly spent. I hadn’t even done anything but lie there, and I’d come so hard I was weak as a newborn kitten.
Thinking of kittens made me remember I was pregnant, and I hadn’t told Dominic yet.
I couldn’t. Not yet. I wanted this one night before I chased him off with my problems.
Raising my head, I sought him out. He was crouched at the foot of the bed, not touching me, just watching.
My heart sank down to my belly. He looked troubled.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled. Scrambling up, I looked for my clothes.
“No.” Instantly he was beside me, his arms wrapped tight around me.
“You don’t want to be bothered with me.”
“Bullshit. You’re no bother.”
“But—”
“I’m worried about hurting you. You’ve had a rough time, and I don’t want to make things worse.”
His voice rolled over me, deep with sincerity, but I still had difficulty believing him. How could he care so much for someone like me? He couldn’t, didn’t. He was just being nice.
The heat in my core started to build again, despite my just coming in a grand explosion. His kindness was so hot. That’s all it was, kindness, and I wanted to drink down every last drop of it while I could. I wanted to feel him inside me, and erase every last memory of those others with memories of Dominic.
“You won’t hurt me,” I mumbled, my face pressed against his muscled chest. His long, thick cock pressed against my belly, impossibly hard as though he weren’t wearing any pants at all.
He didn’t say anything, but his arms flexed around me, and he bent his head to nuzzle my neck. Little tingles of excitement shot down my spine. I raised my head, daring to look at his face.
He smiled down at me, his eyes tender. I couldn’t stop my eyes from watering at seeing the look on his face. He kissed my eyes, my cheeks, and lingered on my lips.
My lips parted. Butterflies swarmed in my belly, I was so eager for him to take advantage of me. When his tongue slipped into my mouth, a gush of moisture wet my thighs.
His tongue was firm and masterful. He stroked my tongue and every part of my mouth as though he were taking control of me. The flavor was jarring at first, strange, until I realized it was me I was tasting. I’d never…
My legs turned to rubber as I succumbed to the sensations he aroused in me. I melted against him, wrapping my arms around his neck. His naked chest against my breasts sent little shocks to my nipples. I rubbed against him, my tits against his hot flesh, my pussy against his cloth-covered bulge, unable to stop myself from moaning.
His lips pressed tight against mine, he groaned. The sound rumbled through my chest.
Slipping one hand between us, I found the button of his pants. Clumsily I undid it, and jerked down his zipper. His heavy panting made me crazy with desire.
I slid down his body until I was kneeling at his feet. His cock sprang out of his pants. Naked, it was bigger than I’d realized. So big, and mine. Taking his huge girth in my hands, I licked the creamy fluid from his head.
“No, you don’t have to—” He gave a strangled gasp.
I opened my mouth wide and took him in. His head was so big I could barely work my tongue around it. I dabbed at his slit and around his ridge, around and around. Dominic was swaying, his hands warm on my shoulders. As he gently moved back and forth in my mouth, I worked my hands on his thick shaft.
He groaned louder. “Stop, stop, I’m going to—”
His cock jerked in my hand. Hot cum spurted. I swallowed it, not quite liking the taste, but excited about taking Dominic’s cum inside me. I peeped at his face. His eyes were half-closed, his mouth slack. He looked down at me, and a smile broke across his face.
Dragging me up to my feet in a giant hug, he planted his mouth on mine. His tongue swept inside my mouth, tasting himself.
My pussy glowed red-hot for him. I writhed against him, and was shocked but pleased to discover he was already hard again. I slid my arms around his neck. He grabbed my ass and pulled me up until my pussy was just nudging the fat tip of his cock.
I wiggled until his head sank inside me. “Ohhh,” I breathed.
He was so big and so hard. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him all the way inside.
Clinging to him, for a moment I didn’t move. I basked in the feel of his cock filling me up, his thick shaft spreading me wide.
He flexed his hips. His cock moved inside me gently. I melted into his arms.
He started pumping. I was boneless in his arms. My pussy folded around his cock, swallowing him, dissolving into him.
“Laleesha,” he groaned. His fingers dug into my ass as he ground against me.
Without warning he plucked me off his cock and set me on the bed. He flipped me over and dragged me up onto my knees. He plunged his cock into me so hard his balls smacked against my thighs.
In and out he stroked, hard and fast. I loved it. I loved his hard fat cock in my pussy. I wanted to feel his cock everywhere. I wanted him to own me, and for memories of him to obliterate every bad thing that had ever happened to me.
Drops of his sweat fell on my back as he pounded me. Letting go of my hips, he reached with one hand and gripped my tit. He rhythmically squeezed while circling his thumb on my nipple. His other hand slid down my belly and worked through my thatch until he found my clit.
He fucked me like a machine, hard and deep, while he pleasured me with his hands. I shuddered at the wonderful sensations, so good, so good, so good—
I gasped, reaching the edge. It felt so good it hurt.
Then he gave a massive shove of his cock inside me and went stiff. His cock pulsed inside me. Warmth gushed inside me.
He sent me over the edge. I screamed. Nothing existed but me and Dominic and intense pleasure that seared my senses. Wave after wave rolled over me. I gasped and cried, and Dominic’s cock rested inside me without moving, anchoring me.
Trembling, I collapsed on the bed. Dominic curled up on my side and pulled me back against him, his arms holding me close. His cock was a wet squishy lump at my back.
He nuzzled my face. “My mate,” he whispered, his breath warm on my cheek.
He sounded so content, so happy.
I wanted to feel that way too. But I knew this was just a one-time thing. That thought hurt, and it made me reckless. I wanted to erase the memories of anyone else ever touching me and replace them with Dominic. I could be happy knowing he’d once wanted me.
Turning around, I took Dominic’s face in my hands. He smiled at me lazily. My heart flipped over. Stupid me. I could almost believe he wanted me for keeps.
I brushed my lips against his before trailing my tongue from the side of his mouth to the line of his jaw and down his neck. He tasted faintly salty and delicious. I slid my arms around his broad muscled back and softly ran my fingernails along his spine.
His cock was already hardening. He linked his hands behind my head and dragged my mouth back to his. He was a little rougher this time, and without breaking the skin he bit my lip.
I liked the roughness. It might have been scary except I felt how he controlled himself. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.
His cock was jabbing me, as hard as though he’d never come. My pussy still throbbed and felt a little raw. That wasn’t where I wanted him anyway.
“Dominic.” It was hard to speak. I was afraid he’d think I was too nasty. “I want—”
He waited for me to finish, his alert eyes watching me, his hands roaming all over my back in a distracting pattern.
“I want you to—” Heat flooded my face. I didn’t know how to say it.
“Whatever you want, just tell me.” His voice was low and earnest, seductive.
“I want you—” The words came out in a rush. “I want you to take me in the rear.”
His hands stilled on my back, and tightened. His cock, pressed tight against me, twitched. His mouth curved in a grin. “Whatever you want.”
He rolled over and set me on my belly. Then he rained kisses on my ass cheeks, in between nibbling at me.
I giggled in surprise, which turned to shock when his tongue ran down my crack. I didn’t know it could feel so good to be touched there. When his tongue came to my rear hole, a gasp escaped me. He circled my hole, and then started lapping with gusto.
It felt deliciously nasty. I found myself clenching in rhythm with his tongue. When my hole was wet with his drool, he inserted a finger, and stroked it in and out. The heat in my core started to rise.
He stuck a second finger in me. He pulsed his fingers in and out, and he scissored them, and he slobbered on me some more.
Everything he was doing was so hot. Now I wanted to feel his cock in my ass for the pleasure of it, not just to forget about other people. I arched my back, inviting him in.
“Oh Laleesha,” he sighed.
He set his tip at my hole and rubbed against me gently. I pushed against him, willing his big fat head to enter me.
Slowly his tip worked its way inside. My guts were quivering jelly from the excitement.
“Relax,” he whispered, running his hands up and down my sides.
He pushed in, a tiny bit at a time. I panted with the intensity of the experience, of his doing what I asked with no question, of his making sure I was relaxed and ready, of his huge cock making me completely his everywhere.
At one point I couldn’t stop from clenching, but he stroked my back with his hands and murmured my name and told me again to relax. Then he was inside me all the way.
Ohhhhhhh. The air left my lungs.
Inside me completely, filling me up in a way I’d never felt before. It was like our bodies were joined into one glorious being.
“Dominic…”
“Hmmm?” he whispered in my ear.
I love you. But I couldn’t say that. “Fuck me.”
He lightly bit my earlobe before giving a few gentle pumps. The sensations were amazing. It felt so good when he pulled out, and when he thrust in, it sent a delightfully nasty thrill up my spine.
“Harder,” I gasped.
He grabbed my hips in his two hands, and he pounded me as hard and deep as I wanted, erasing memories of anyone else.
Dominic’s breathing got louder and harsher. He pumped faster.
“You’re mine,” he growled.
He slapped a hand over my pussy and held me possessively.
“All mine.” He thrust furiously. “Mine—”
He came with an explosion of heat inside me. Groaning, he fell across my back, pumping out the last few squirts as he sank his teeth into my shoulder.
I screamed at the sudden pain. Shoving hard, I rolled out from underneath him. I fell on the floor. Throwing myself into the corner farthest from him, I curled into a ball.