My body trembled. My fingers could barely hold onto his shoulders at the excitement for what was about to come. I knew he would never hurt me or put me at risk.
He kept his gaze on me as he trudged through the house to his bedroom. Using his shoulder, he swung the door open, closed it with a forceful kick of his foot, and swiftly locked it all in one motion.
Bear’s hands roamed my body and kissed me while his body purred louder and louder. I couldn’t decipher if it was between a growl or that motor-like purr he constantly radiated. The vibrations pushing between my legs from his wide trunk of a body rested on my pussy. I rubbed myself shamelessly on his body, ready for my fix.
“Goddess, you are so beautiful.” He stroked the hair back that continued to fall away from the buns on my head.
By the time this was over, I expected my hair to be a tangled mess.
Shouldn’t I be scared? Bear was much larger than me. He wasn’t being gentle and treating me like glass as usual. I was being treated like a woman that was going to be claimed. I was in a possessive hold, his fingers digging into my ass that would soon hold bruises.
His beard scraped against the skin while he kissed, nipped, and bit every part of me. Goosebumps rose, my nipples hardening against his ripped body as he carried me to the bed.
His head lowered. “Mine,” he whispered between my breasts.
He was treating me like I was desirable despite me being so small. I didn’t have a womanly figure. I was flat in all the places a woman should have curves. For once I felt pretty, beautiful, everything I never thought I was.
Finally, I felt the fire and passion a couple who cared deeply for each other should feel. I’d desired it, wanted it for as long as I’d understood it. And now I had it. He was right here.
Damn, I was lucky. This goddess he believed in, paired me with this bear. Our souls? A perfect match? It must be true because I couldn’t imagine being attracted to or more comfortable with anyone else in my life.
Thank you, thank you for this.
Bear growled, making noises far from human. My clit throbbed; I swore I felt it pulsing between my legs as his hands became rough, and he leaned over the bed and pushed me onto my back.
Bear’s eyes glazed black, gazing at my naked chest and tugging on my tiny shorts. His claws elongated and ripped the shorts off my body with the swipe of his claws. Bear’s knees fell to the floor, and he pushed my thigh-high socked legs apart.
He wasted no time burying his face into my pussy. I flung my head back at the immediate attention to my clit. “Fuck, this honey is going to be the death of me, baby.”
The low, dim light of the room added to the atmosphere. The small lamp eluded enough light to play into his dark hair. It was enough so I could see the reflection of his dark eyes staring right at me as he meticulously licked my clit.
“Eyes on me, baby.” He took a tentative lick as more of my arousal seeped from my body. I panted, gripping the sheets to keep my body pinned to the bed.
So badly I wanted to arch my back as I came to my first orgasm, but he put his enormous hand on my belly and pinned me there. “I said look at me. I want to watch you,” he snarled as he wrapped his lips around my swollen bud.
I closed my eyes anyway. I couldn’t help it. It was all too much.
He shook his head and lifted my hips off the bed. He kneeled on the mattress and brought my hips to his mouth. My legs lay on his shoulder, and he licked me like I was ice cream from a bowl.
Oh my god.
I didn’t have time to think; instead my body shook with pleasure. My eyes may have been open, but I saw nothing as a burst of wild colors bloomed in my eyes. I couldn’t see him, I couldn’t see the dimly lit room, but a supernova of ecstasy washing over me.
He laid my body back on the bed, and Bear shoved his finger inside me, his tongue not letting up. “One more. I want you wet enough for my cock.”
I whined, shaking my head. I was too sensitive; it was too much, but the incessant fucking of his finger that found my G-spot was enough of a difference to spark my body again. “Spread your legs wider. Come on, be a good girl.”
I spread them wider, wanting to please him. Wanting to do everything he wanted. He’d brought more pleasure to my body than I ever could, more than anyone on this earth ever would. He was it for me. I wouldn’t find anything more than him.
Somehow I knew that. Deep down. My soul knew it, and I think that was why I accepted this all far easier than I should have.
“That’s it, baby, damn, look how wet you are. I can slide in two fingers now. Perfectly pink, all puffy and soft,” he rasped, shoving his fingers deeper inside.
Bear straddled me, still finger fucking me, and I screamed as he moved his fingers just right. “Good job, pretty girl, so good,” he cooed as he brought me down from my high. He pulled his fingers from my pussy and brought them between us. “Open your mouth for me.”
I opened them, and he stuck them inside my mouth. “Now suck.”
It didn’t taste just like me; it tasted like him, too. Was his tongue that far up inside me?