“Yes, I trust you. Make it feel better.”
I rolled my eyes in the back of my head, my hands sneaking underneath her shirt and squeezing her small breasts. Her breathy moans urged me on, my grizzly roaring for me to rut her on the couch. My cock strained against the curve of her ass, pressing against her. This wasn’t about my pleasure; it was about hers. And I would make sure she had the best orgasm of her life without scaring her half to death.
No matter how hard it was going to be for me.
Slow. I must be slow with her. My mate had no experience, and with what I wanted to do with her, I couldn’t take this so fast now.
I rose from the couch, taking off my shirt. Her eyes widened, taking in my body. I laid down on the oversized couch, enough for the both of us to lie on, and plastered her body against me. Slowly, I pulled down her shorts, and she gasped as I slung them off and closed her eyes tight.
“I-uh, no one has looked at me down there before.” She swallowed and buried herself in my bare chest. Her heated cheeks warmed my chest, and my grizzly reveled in the touch of her skin on mine. This was as close as he was going to get with a naked body on him, a small piece I was willing to give him since I couldn’t give him more until we were healthy enough to shift again.
“I won’t look, only touch.” She pulled back and studied my face, searching for a lie. Once satisfied, she nodded and rested her face back against my chest. My hand trailed up her thigh. I raised the leg closest to the couch and propped it up to give me a wide opening to her cunt.
Fuck, she felt fantastic. Her inner thigh was smooth and tender meat. I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into her skin, mark her there as well as every part of her body. Most of all, I couldn’t wait to take my grizzly’s tongue and lap at the honey that would spill from her.
My finger dipped into her folds. I groaned, feeling the wetness gather. She was going to soak the couch, and when she went to bed, I would find myself licking the fabric to get more of her taste.
“Good girl, spreading your legs for me. Keep them nice and wide so I can play with your pussy.”
My mate whined, her chest pressing into mine. I needed more hands to play with her, but lying on my side, with her face buried in my chest because of her embarrassment, I would have to wait. The pad of my finger played with her clit. It was engorged with blood. I could feel it pulsing as I rubbed it in gentle circles.
Nadia moaned, her hot breath fanning my nipple as she panted against my skin. “So damn wet, baby, and this is all for me? You get this wet for anyone else?”
“No,” her voice shook. “Only for you.”
“Fuck, yes, baby, I love hearing that.”
My cock rubbed against her leg as I flicked her clit with my finger. Her breath had gone heavier until she took her lips and latched onto my nipple. She was damn sucking on me, and fuck if it didn’t feel damn good.
“Are you being naughty, sucking on my tit right now?” I leaned down and growled in her ear. “Keep doing it feels fucking good.”
She bit down on it, and I let out a snarl, throwing my head back. Her chest pushed into me while her arousal coated my finger. I dipped into her cunt, gathering more of her arousal, and her gentle whines turned into breathy moans.
“Mmm, please. There, please, Bear.”
I fucking loved it when she was begging for it. Begging for me to give her what she wanted.
Nadia let out a muffled scream, her nails grabbing my chest, leaving scratches down the skin. “Bear!” She bit down on my nipple again. I pushed my cock against her thigh, rubbing it harder against her.
“Fuck, Nadia!” I grunted. “Gods, baby, you look so damn beautiful when you come.” Her body quivered. My tongue darted from my mouth, and I took my fingers and licked what arousal I could get from her pussy.
“Baby, I want another one from you.” I rolled her over, caging her inside my arms. “I want more of those precious moans you just gave me.”
She shook her head, panting. “I can’t. I think I’ll die if I do it again.”
Chapter Thirteen
Nadia
Itwasearth-shattering.Mytoes curled; my body trembled. It was everything I had hoped for and more. I could see why everyone found masturbating so appealing now. It felt so good. I wanted more of it, but my body was a puddle, and if I attempted to fall into the pit of ecstasy once more, I was afraid I would never wake up.
If I did somehow wake up again, I’d wake up at heaven’s gates, and who knows if they were allowed to even have sex there.
And what a shame it would be to die a virgin.
Bear hovered over me, his breath heavily labored. He was turned on as much as I was. I could feel his very hard erection on my leg. He was certainly endowed. I’d seen a dick before. I knew the average and what they looked like. I’d seen porn. I tried, I don’t know how many times, to find a dick appealing, but having his right next to my leg and feeling it. God, it was arousing.
One day, I’d dare to say I would want to see his in person, but now I was insanely weak from the exertion.
