Bared for Her Bear (5 page)

again, forcing her to watch as he took her to new heights. Arms shaking and breath leaving her in

uneven gasps, Ary knew she couldn’t hold out much longer. She needed to come, wanted to so

desperately she could taste it on the tip of her tongue.

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Charlie watched his dick slide in and out of Ary’s tight cunt. Her flesh was pink and wet,

swollen and gripped him like an iron-fist. Never had he wanted to fuck a female as badly as he did her.

When he had seen her in the bar his bear had stood to its full height and clawed to take her. He had

plenty of willing females, had sensed their arousal as it thickened the air when he and his brothers

entered the bar, but she had stood out like a flower in the desert. Her scent, like soap and spearmint,

was a strange combination, but it called out to him, had him aching to claim her and mark her. His

nails curled further into her flesh, and he smelt her blood. It was a tangy aroma that tickled his nose

and had his hips propelling into her with a force that astounded even him. It was like his bear wanted

out and needed to take her in the most primal of ways. Even now he was forcing himself to stay in

human form, but it was a damn hard feat, and one he had never encountered before.

The slickness of her pussy and the suctioning warmth that surrounded him had his orgasm

rushing precariously close to the surface. He didn’t want it to end, not when he had never felt anything

as good this little ocelot. His dick was harder than he had ever remembered, and his balls felt like they

would explode with every thrust inside of her.

“Yeah, Kitten.” He pushed into her and pulled back out. The nickname had just spilled from

him, but he liked the way it sounded rolling off his tongue. He had never been with an ocelot shifter,

but then again that hadn’t been what called to him. Her luscious curves had him imagining himself

with his face buried between them, and her long blonde hair had him picturing it fisted in his hand.

Dipping his head to her hip he removed his hand and ran his tongue around the crescent shaped

wounds. The instinct to heal and care for her was as strong inside of him as breathing, and he wasn’t

entirely sure he liked the emotion. He liked where his life was, and that involved sleeping with a

random, willing female, doing a job that he actually enjoyed completing, and only worrying about

himself and his brothers. Yet here was this slip of a female, making him feel these unaccustomed

emotions and having his bear going fucking crazy. It had been a while since he last fucked, so maybe

that was where all of this was coming from? Immediately after he thought that he knew that wasn’t the

case. This female was unlike any before. They may have only known each other for a few hours, and

this may have started out as a one-night fuck, but Charlie knew there was no damn way he could just

let her walk away, not if his human side and inner animal both wanted her in the worst kind of way.

Her moans were soft and breathy, and he worked his hips against her. It was taking all of his

strength to hold off the inevitable. He let his eyes travel up her rounded belly, the kind he absolutely

loved, and to her large breasts. He had always been more of an ass-man, and boy did she have one

killer ass, but her tits were like the fruit of the gods. They were full and had a slope to them, with

strawberry colored nipples. Thrusting as hard and fast as he was caused the large globes to bounce up

and down obscenely, but fuck did he like the look of them doing just that. His mouth watered for a

taste, but at the moment he couldn’t move as he became immobilized when she lifted her hips to meet

him thrust for thrust. He pulled out because he needed to take a deep fucking breath or he’d lose it

right then. This was so not like him, to want to come like a randy fucking teenager after only a few

strokes, but hell she drove him crazy.

Fuck, this was good, she was good, and he wanted every damn part of her.

Charlie arched his neck, and the tendons strained from the force of it. He placed his hand back

on her hip, but the tingling sensation of his tongue lavishing her wounds, and his huge cock thrusting

in and out of her, was still so fresh. She had been shocked at first when he did the act, because

although they were having sex his tending to the small cuts he created was overly intimate. His nails

dug deeper into her, and the wetness of her blood slid down her side. If she was a human she might

have been horrified by the animalistic quality of this intimate act, but at heart they were both wild

creatures, Charlie more so than most males, and the pain he inflicted only made her soar higher. Not

able to hold herself up any longer Ary dropped back on the bed. Her back bowed when the head of his

shaft scraped along her G-spot.

“Pull your pussy lips apart. Let me see all that pink, wet perfection.” Holy hell, the man had a

freaking way about him that drove her absolutely insane. Ary reached down and spread her labia apart.

For once in her life she didn’t care what her body looked like, or the rolls that didn’t go away even

when she lay down. Charlie growled deep in his throat, and she felt her eyes widen as a flicker of his

inner beast showed itself. It disappeared as fast as it had appeared, but she had seen it nonetheless, and

the fact his bear flashed right before her proved he was just as lost in this sexual frenzy as she was.

His cock stretched her wide, and her inner muscles clenched around his girth. Apparently he had

enough, because only moments after she spread herself wide for him, he was barking at her to place

her hands above her head.

Being stretched out before him like some kind of offering sent a heady rush through her. His

thrusts were faster, more determined. The light sprinkling of hair on his chest was wet from his sweat.

He seemed so big above her, pumping into her body like he owned the damn thing. In the next second

he had both of her knees pressed to her chest and slammed in and out with so much power her orgasm

exploded through her. Arms and legs numb, she heard his grunt as her cunt tightened around his dick.

“That’s it. Milk my fucking cock, Kitten.” Over and over he slid in and out of her, prolonging

the intensity of her climax until she was thrashing her head back and forth on the bed, not knowing if

she would ever come down from the high. Her clit swelled with each down stroke he made, and when

his thrusting increased even more she knew he was going to come. “One more time, baby. Just one

more fucking time.” She didn’t know what he meant until he placed his thumb right over her clit and

rubbed it back and forth. Crying out as another orgasm washed through her, she found her hand

clasping his biceps and her nails digging in. “Shit. Your pussy is so damn tight and hot. I could fuck

you all night long and never get enough.” His sweat dripped onto her bouncing breasts, mixing with

her own and sliding along her skin.

Once, twice, and on the third thrust he buried his erection so far in her that his big balls

slapped against her ass. Ary could do nothing but ride out her own pleasure, but she forced her eyes to

stay open and watch Charlie come long and hard. The dark blond strands of his hair were stuck to his

forehead, and his low rumble of completion that seemed to vibrate the whole room ensnared her. He

came and came, his big body straining, and his cock twitching in her pussy.

“God, Ary.” He wasn’t looking at her, and his words were low, almost like he was talking to

himself. “It’s so…” His whole body shook, and although his orgasm was quite possibly the longest

one in history, he never stopped slowly thrusting inside of her. With one final groan he stilled, and his

entire huge frame shook as he finished coming. It was the hottest thing she had seen. There was the

sensation of his dick swelling even further, and then a wave of warmth filled her. Beads of sweat

dripped down his chest, and the sight was erotically tantalizing. “It’s so fucking
good
.”

She would never get tired of hearing him say those words, or hearing him curse. He could

swear all night long, and still she’d want more.

The rumors that the Wylde Brothers were … wild ... were so far from the truth. Charlie was so

much more than that. He was controlling, dominant, and had claimed her in the short time she had

been in his presence. She was now one of the many that were a notch on his bedpost, but holy shit was

it worth it. Ary now knew the true depth of how untamed a bear in bed could really be. He collapsed

on top of her, and the monumental weight of him pushed her into the mattress. She gasped for air

before he mumbled his apology through a chuckle. They lay side-by-side, their breathing erratic and

identical, and neither moved or spoke for several long moments. When Charlie stood and made his

way to the bathroom, she took a second to stare at the perfectly sculpted shoulders, the defined back,

and his hotter than Hades ass. Wetness slid from her pussy, and she squeezed her thighs together. She

was so sore down there that all she could do was smile. Charlie Wylde had ruined her for all other

guys.
Well, dammit.

Closing her eyes and breathing out as euphoria washed though, all of that was tossed away

when she heard his angry curse. “Motherfucker.” The hoarse, furious sounding voice that came from

the bathroom had her pushing herself up and staring at the partially shut door. The sound of water

running followed his words, and then he opened the door and stood there for a moment. He was nude

with the bathroom light shadowing the front half of him. Of course she could still see the monster

between his legs. Even flaccid it was impressive. He swore again, tightened his hand on the rag he

held, and stalked to the edge of the bed.

“What?”
Oh God.
Did he regret it or something? “What’s wrong?” She almost regretted saying

the words. He was staring at the mattress for several long moments so she was starting to become

uncomfortable. “Okay, well maybe I should go?” Why in the world did she phrase it like a question?

Oh, yeah, because she honestly hoped he asked her to stay the night, or told her he wanted to see her

again, or anything that wouldn’t make her feel like an idiot. Before she could move from the bed he

sat down and sighed heavily.

“Fuck.”

She jumped at that lone word. He barked it out, and her skin tightened. What in the hell could

be so wrong that would make him this angry?

“It broke.” He turned and looked at her, and the seriousness in his expression had her heart

pounding and sweat breaking out across her brow. It only took her a moment to realize what he was

talking about. She rushed to the bathroom, not caring that the less than favorable parts of her body

were jiggling away. She grabbed a towel, got it wet, and started cleaning herself off. Sure enough, that

wetness she had felt just moments ago was not from her arousal, but from the damn condom breaking.

Shit and double shit.
Ary knew the odds of this turning into anything was pretty slim, but she also

knew her fertile time was only days away. Sitting on the edge of the bathtub she let her head fall into

her hands and breathed out. She sensed Charlie before he said anything.

“This is bad.” She was talking to herself, but knew he heard nonetheless.

“Yeah, tell me about it.” Lifting her head and looking at him, Ary still grew warm in all the

right places as he leaned against the doorframe naked. His dick lay against his tree-trunk sized thigh,

and with his arms crossed over his chest and his forearms and biceps bunched and unrestrained, he

looked like the dangerous male that had stalked into the bar earlier tonight. She needed to go, like

twenty minutes ago. She stood and walked past him and back into the bedroom. Fuck, her clothes were

scattered out in the living room.

“Listen, I’m going to head out.” Maybe she was overreacting, but it didn’t matter either way

because she was suddenly feeling frazzled. She should have gone with her gut and not done a one-

night stand. All she could think about was getting pregnant because she had been wild and reckless

and done something so out of the norm, and then being left alone because a male like Charlie surely

didn’t stuck around. Of course she knew nothing about him aside from the gossip said by the females

in town, but what male wanted to be saddled with a female he had a one-night stand with all because

the latex had broken? Ary shook her head because it was all a moot point. So what if he had come

inside of her? And so what if she was far too close to her fertile time for comfort? Nothing would

happen, and she was just freaking herself out. Leaving was sounding better and better, because once