Bared for Her Bear (4 page)

and proceeded to run his tongue up and down the slit of her pussy. He sucked and licked, nipped and

hummed along her swollen, heated flesh. The couch was big and wide, and she was forced to stand on

her toes as he tormented her with his tongue. She was going to come, but of course he sensed that

because he moved away from her pussy and ran that long, thick muscle up and up until he skimmed

the tight, unused hole of her ass. She could smell the musky aroma of her juices, knew that they had

slipped between her ass cheeks during the ride to his cabin, and loved that Charlie sucked every last

drop from her. She had never let a man touch her so intimately, so erotically, or in a way that was so

forbidden. Over and over he massaged the globes of her bottom, teasing and tormenting her to the

point of climaxing then backing off and starting all over again. It was an ongoing harassment of

pleasure, and Ary didn’t know how much more she could take.

“Ask me for it, Ary.” He slapped his hand on her ass, and she squeaked out. “Ask me for my

cock in your cunt.”

Oh. God.
His words were so vulgar and should offend her, but God dammit they turned her on.

“Ask for it, Kitten.” He slapped her ass again and went back to running his tongue along the

puckered hole of her bottom.

“Charlie.” He growled against her body when she said his name, and her arousal kicked into

overdrive. “I am so desperate for your cock inside of me.” In the next second he tore her panties from

her and threw them to the side. The material had dug into her flesh with his frantic motions and left a

burning sensation along her hips, but it was a welcome feeling that swirled with her pleasure. His

rough respirations wafted across her back, and then she felt him step away. Sucking in a great lungful

of air she looked over her shoulder and watched him shed his clothes. Hard, tanned flesh was revealed.

A light sprinkling of dark blond hair spread across his chest, past his belly button, and created a

trimmed nest of the same colored hair that framed his cock. All she could do was stare at what was big

and thick and pointed right at her. It was, without a doubt, the biggest dick she had seen, and that was

saying a lot since Frank hadn’t been in the small department. She had never been with a bear shifter

before, and had heard other women gossip about their breed being the biggest around, but good

fucking lord he was monstrous.

Taking hold of the root of his cock he stroked it a few times. His gaze jumped from her ass to

her eyes then back to her bottom again. “Spread your ass for me, Kitten.” Reaching behind her she

grabbed each cheek and pulled them apart. Her labia spread wide, and the cool air teased her cleft.

“Fuck, you’re so pink and wet.” He stepped closer, and his body heat was ten times more

powerful without his clothes on. He ran his finger down her slit and pushed it into her pussy.

Immediately she clamped her inner muscles down on the digit. He grunted in approval. Her inner

thighs and pussy were so sensitive from the scruff along his cheek when he had eaten her out. A

brilliant image of him thrusting his cock in and out of her coursed through her mind in vivid detail.

Ary wanted to be sore and aching from how hard and fast he fucked her. That thought shocked her, but

not enough to let her fear take hold. She wanted this, and by God she would have it. He reached down,

grabbed a condom from his wallet in the back of his jeans, and sheathed himself. His length pressed

between her pussy lips, and a groan spilled from both of them. He dug his hands into her hips, and she

knew there would be bruises, but that only made her wetter. He used his foot to kick her feet farther

apart and nestled his lean hips between her thighs. That first touch of his cock head to her pussy sent a

thrill up her spine. He rubbed himself against her, up and down and faster and harder until she was

moving her ass back against him, pleading without words that she wanted him buried inside of her.

“You’re a greedy little thing.” There was nothing but strained heat in his words, and she prayed

he didn’t get off on torturing her. As nice as that sounded she wanted to be fucked good and hard, and

right now.

Looking over her shoulder she narrowed her eyes. The feline in her unsheathed her claws. She

didn’t know how bears fucked, but her cat wanted it now. She was done with this teasing bullshit. His

lips twitched, and she knew he thought this was just too funny. She was still good and intoxicated, but

coherent enough that she wasn’t going to back down. Lifting her ass, which caused the tip of his dick

to slide partially into her pussy, had his jaw clenching and a soft moan spilling from her.

“Just shove that big dick in my pussy. That’s why I’m here, right?”
Where in the hell had that

come from?
She blamed the alcohol and her hormones for the fierce fire that came from her.

A flicker of emotion passed over his face, but it was gone as soon as it arrived. She didn’t

know what he was trying to hide, but she knew her words had sparked something inside of him. A

glance down at where he held onto her hips showed his own claws had come out. It wasn’t unheard of

for some shifters to partially turn into their inner animals during extreme emotions. The very thought

of Charlie’s bear coming out, even if it was just his claws, had her pussy moistening to the point that

wetness slipped down her inner thighs. She tried again to push herself back on his shaft, but he

tightened his hold on her.

“I don’t know what kind of males you fucked back in the day, but bears are the ones in

control.” He reared his hand back and slapped her ass hard enough that her flesh stung something

fierce. “I fuck you, not the other way around. Do you understand, Kitten?” He spanked her again, and

she closed her eyes in bliss. The alpha in him called out to her, and she wanted to do whatever he said.

Her past lovers had never been like this, and that sent a wave of delicious ecstasy through her. Charlie

liked to be in control, and she wanted him to use that dominance on her.

She licked her lips. “Yeah, I understand.” They stared at each other for several seconds, and the

only warning she got before he took her completely was his nails digging into her flesh. He shoved all

of those hard, thick inches into her, and she cried out in pleasure/pain. Never had she felt so stretched,

so full, so totally taken with only one thrust. Her inner muscles clenched along his length, and he

grunted.

“You keep doing shit like that and I won’t last ten fucking minutes inside of you.” She

breathed out and rested her head on the back of the couch. Her legs were spread as wide as they could

go, and she knew he had a prime shot of her asshole and pussy. He let go of her waist and spread her

cheeks so wide she knew he was watching his cock move in and out of her body. “Fucking hell, Ary.”

He picked up speed and slammed harder into her. “Your cunt is so fucking tight.” He thrust into her

again and again until she couldn’t see straight, and couldn’t suck enough air into her lungs. Sweat

formed on her body, and she felt her orgasm started to churn inside of her, threatening her that what

was happening would end far too soon. He worked his dick inside of her in deep, long strokes, and she

curled her hands into the butter soft leather.

“I’m going to come.” She gasped out, and even though she wanted to feel it claim her she

didn’t want it to end yet.

“You’ll come when I fucking say it’s time, Ary.” Droplets of Charlie’s sweat landed on her

back, and she arched up, wanting it covering her. As strange as that sounded, she wanted to feel his

pheromones seeping into her, wanted his musk surrounding her, and wanted his big body curving

around hers. As if her unspoken desire was said aloud Charlie leaned forward so his sweat-slicked

chest rubbed along her back. He continued to thrust into her, and she forced herself to hold off on

coming. He pumped three more times into her and pulled out. Before disappointment could fill her he

had her turned around and lifted into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms

around his neck. He thrust into her with expertise and bounced her up and down on his cock. Charlie

ran his teeth along the base of her neck before gently sinking them in just enough that pain sparked

inside of her. He started walking out of the living room with his dick still shoved deep inside of her,

and she thought for sure he was leading her to his room, but clearly he couldn’t make it that far. He

pushed her against the wall in the hallway and pounded into her. She let her head fall back and closed

her eyes in ecstasy.

“It’s so fucking good.” He grunted out against her neck and continued thrusting into her.

“I can’t hold off any longer.” Curling her nails into his biceps she bit her bottom lip. He

instantly stopped moving inside of her. She groaned in frustration. They both panted out, and she

swore she could feel his erection pulse inside of her, getting bigger and thicker. They stared at each

other for a heartbeat, and the lust that bounced between them could have started fires. In a few quick

strides he was up the stairs and had them in a bedroom with the door slammed shut behind him. The

room was too dark to really see anything, but she didn’t need a visual. All she cared about was getting

off with this Wylde bear’s huge dick inside of her. He all but threw her onto the center of his mattress,

and before she could complain he was on top of her with a hand gripping each of her thighs. With an

iron-like grip on each of her legs Charlie pushed them open. Her labia parted, but she was too wet and

aroused to give a damn what she must look like down there. The monstrous dick that rose from

between his thighs looked like it could do some damage, and by the tenderness of her pussy she knew

it did. She flicked her eyes to his face and saw him looking at her splayed pussy.

“Fucking hell, Kitten.” His massive chest rose and fell from the force of his breathing. The

sting of pain from his fingers digging into the sensitive flesh had her pleasure increasing. Who knew

she had masochistic tendencies? “I am going to tear you up.” His filthy fucking words had her hips

lifting on their own. He certainly had showed her exactly what he was made of, but she wanted so

much more. His eyes bored into hers. “You want that, don’t you? You want me fucking you so damn

hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.” Good lord, the bear was insanely arousing with his dirty

bedroom talk. “Ask me to fuck you raw, tell me you want my cock so far inside of your cunt you can’t

see straight.”

The air left her, and she knew there had to be a word in there somewhere, but if there was it

was unintelligible. Did he actually expect her to answer? He was going to be disappointed, because she

couldn’t form a coherent sentence with what he was doing to her.

“Christ, baby. If you thought I fucked you hard back in the living room you haven’t seen

anything yet.” A tingling sensation traveled throughout her whole body at his sandpaper sounding

voice. His animalistic masculinity was something to be rivaled, and his fierce, strong, and

intimidating presence made her feel like his prey. The corded muscle and tendons that were laced and

bulging right underneath his flesh had the urge of claw at him, lick and nip his flesh, and consume him

just as he was doing to her, move through her like a freight train on crack. The thick crest of his shaft

pressed against the entrance of her pussy, and he held her eyes for a suspended moment before slowly

pushing into her. Inch after thick inch tunneled into her sensitive pussy, and he was so deliciously

forceful with his ministrations that her body slid up the bed until her head met the headboard. A

shocked cry left her when he bottomed out inside of her, his dick head slamming into her cervix. She

knew her eyes were wide, and tears of pleasure/pain slipped out and trailed down her temples.

“Look at me.” Charlie’s voice was distorted as he issued the command, and when she did as he

said everything around her faded until there was only this one moment in time. He hovered above her,

his upper body blocking out the moonlight that spilled through the window. “I want you to watch

while I slam my cock into your tight little pussy.” There had never been a time when she had been

with a male and just their words had her blood racing and her skin tightening. Ary lifted up and braced

herself on her elbows. He slowly pulled out of her, and she watched as his length became visible inch

after glorious inch. His thickness was wet from her pussy cream, and right when she thought he would

torment her with just the tip lodged in her entrance, he thrust back into her. He did this over and over