Authors: W.H. Vega
Tags: #Bear, #Bears, #Love Story, #Paranormal Romance, #Romance, #Shifters, #Werebear, #Werebears
“Oh!”
Grinning wickedly, he continued to caress her, moving his free
hand along the outline of her, pushing her pleasure higher and higher. Just
when Lucy thought she might explode, Stone pulled back, watching her.
This was a game to him.
Stone then moved in closer, pressing his mouth to her sex
and blowing softly. The warm air made her gasp and she dug her hands into the
couch, looking for anything to hold on to. This time Stone was slow, and he
lapped at her juices before circling around her opening with his tongue.
Again, he pushed her right to the brink before pulling back.
Lucy knew this trick.
He was intensifying her imminent orgasm.
Stone brought his mouth to her again, this time using his
fingers too, and the pleasure was all consuming as he touched and licked her
everywhere. Lucy’s thighs were trembling, and the very image of Stone on the
floor between her legs was nearly enough to make her come without the added
touching.
“You’re so close,” Stone murmured, “I can tell, Lucy. Come
for me. The bear inside me is so aroused.”
Lucy snapped her head up, looking at him with confusion.
“My bear wants you just as badly as I do, if not more,” he
explained.
“Your bear?” she questioned, somewhat stupidly.
Stone nodded, then slid his fingers deep inside her again as
his tongue continued to work.
Lucy could hold out no longer.
With a loud cry, and a quivering body, she allowed herself
to let go, feeling the waves of pleasure roll over her. Stone continued to lick
her, and Lucy could feel his eyes on her as she moaned and shook on the couch.
She knew she was being watched, but she didn’t care. It felt
too good to care.
Stone kept his hands on her bare thighs, his dark eyes
watching her hungrily.
He stood up, towering over her as he stroked his growing
erection.
“Do you want this?” he asked huskily, pulling at his cock.
“Yes,” she breathed, feeling satiated yet wanton.
It wasn’t enough.
She needed more.
She needed
all
of Stone.
Now.
She would deal with everything else later.
Stone leaned closer to her, his erection just inches from her
mouth. Lucy opened wide, and Stone slid himself inside her waiting lips,
grasping the back of the couch for support as he slowly fucked her mouth.
Lucy groaned against his cock, rubbing at her own breasts
with desire.
He pulled out, his eyes searching.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.
“Yes,” she moaned, pressing her hips forward. She needed to
feel Stone inside of her now.
Needed that connection.
Needed to be filled with him.
“I don’t have—we don’t use any protection,” he stuttered
suddenly.
Lucy looked up at him, confused.
“We don’t carry disease. It’s part of our DNA. I know that
I’m clean.”
Lucy looked at him uncertainly. She had done a lot of stupid
things before, but no matter how stupid she was with guys, she always used
protection.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t think of that beforehand,” he
apologized, rocking back and forth on his heels as he continued to stroke his
cock. His biceps bulged and Lucy couldn’t stop staring at his muscular thighs.
Who was she kidding?
She was reckless through and through.
“I don’t care,” she blurted out.
Stone moved so quickly that Lucy could hardly register what
was happening. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the couch, and
then he climbed partially on top of her.
Lucy moaned, raising her hips off the couch towards Stone,
arching her back and pushing her breasts forward as she reached back behind her
to grab the back of the couch for support.
Stone quickly settled between her legs and in one deep
thrust he was inside her.
Lucy cried out loudly as he stretched her, forcing his girth
within her and possessing her fully.
He paused for a moment, letting Lucy feel all of him, and
she clenched her muscles around him, milking him.
“Argh,” he groaned. Slowly, he slid himself out and then
pushed back in, this time even more powerfully.
Slowly, he pumped inside of her, bucking his hips and
building up his speed. He leaned down to kiss her, fondling her breasts and
hard nipples.
Lucy heard a loud, feral moaning, and it took her a moment
to realize that she was making those sounds. Stone was so thick and so long
that it was almost to the point of pain.
Yet, it wasn’t.
The sensation was mind-blowing.
Just as he began to increase speed, he stopped and slowed
down, pumping shallowly before plunging into her again.
Lucy cried out, biting down on his lip and digging her nails
into his back.
She drew blood.
She reached for Stone’s ass, gripping it as she pushed him
even deeper into her.
Stone chuckled darkly. “You’re an animal yourself.”
“Oh. My. God,” she moaned between thrusts, closing her eyes.
“I’m losing my mind.”
As if she were a rag doll, Stone reached behind her,
grabbing her by the small of the back and flipping her over onto her knees. It
happened so quickly, that she hardly realized it.
She was now kneeling on the couch, her back to Stone, and
she reached out and gripped the back of the couch for support. Stone pushed her
forward, so that she was leaning over the couch, and he slipped inside of her
from behind, rubbing against new nerve-endings and making her moan even louder.
He pushed lightly on the small of her back, bending her over
as he entered her. Reaching around, he rubbed at her sex, making small circles
on her clit as she felt a second orgasm begin to brew.
Just when Lucy thought she might climax again, he flipped
her back onto her back, and drove into her even more deeply.
Stone let out a savage cry, which sounded more animal than
human. “I’m going to come soon!”
“It’s okay,” Lucy panted, “I’m on the pill.”
“No!” Stone said harshly. “I can’t.”
“But-’’
“Let it go!” he ordered, thrusting deeper and harder than
before. He reached down, rubbing her pink, moist clit again.
“Let’s come together,” he urged.
That was all Lucy needed to hear, and she came hard and
fast, her muscles constricting around his swollen cock, milking him towards his
own orgasm.
“Oh fuck!” he cried, pulling out as his erection, throbbing,
onto her stomach just before spurting.
He collapsed on top of her, and Lucy hugged him tightly to
her, feeling closer to him than she had ever remembered feeling to another
person.
They lay together, and Stone shifted his body so that they
were lying on the couch together, their legs entwined, their breathing shallow
and ragged.
After an undetermined length of time, Lucy propped herself
up on one elbow and looked at him. Something was bothering her.
Stone could immediately tell that something was on Lucy’s
mind. It was strange despite knowing her for such a short amount of time he was
already able to read her like a book.
“What is it?” he asked softly, playing with a piece of her
loose hair.
She frowned. “Why wouldn’t you come inside me? I told you I
was on the pill.”
Stone sighed. Lucy had enough information thrown at her for
one day; he didn’t think this was the best time to spring more on her.
“Can’t we talk about it some other time?”
“No,” she said firmly. “Now I really want to know.”
He knew that she was relentless.
“It doesn’t matter that you’re on the pill,” he explained.
“Our sperm is no match for human-created drugs.”
Lucy gave him a skeptical look. “So what? You’re saying that
you have super sperm or something?”
Stone couldn’t help but chuckle. “Something like that.”
“Bullshit.”
“It’s not bullshit.” He thought about saying more, but
decided not to.
“What?” Lucy demanded. “There’s something else you aren’t
telling me.”
Fuck. How could she do that?
“It’s not important,” he muttered.
“I don’t care. I want to know.” She sounded like a petulant
child.
Stone stared at her, willing her to back down, but she
didn’t.
“Fine,” he grumbled, “if I were to come in you—aside from
the chance of pregnancy—it would seal us together.”
Lucy looked like she might laugh. “Seal?” she asked. “Like
it’s so sticky that it would seal?”
Stone rolled his eyes. “No, not like that. It means that it
would link us together. We would be,” he gulped, hating the stupid word that
was coming, “mates.”
“Mates?”
“Yes, mates. It would solidify things between us. It would
essentially be like getting married—the way you do in the human world. We would
belong to one another. But the connection would be much stronger than the silly
little piece of paper that humans get for marrying one another.”
“So, let me get this straight. If you were to come inside
me, there would be some weird bear voodoo-magic thing that would link us
together for all eternity?” Her eyes had clouded over and she seemed to be
trying very hard to process everything.
“Yes. Pretty much.”
Lucy leaned away, her eyes wide with the knowledge. “Wow.
Just wow.”
“I know. I told you that it was a lot of info.”
“So, that means that Gabby and Zane…” her voice trailed off.
“Pretty much,” Stone said again. “It varies slightly from
tribe to tribe—the connection, the bond, the commitment. But in our tribe that
creates an extremely tight bond, a very deep connection.”
“So—what do you werebears,” she said the word carefully, as
if she were trying it out for the first time, “just not have a lot of sex?”
Stone laughed uncomfortably. “Not really. Quite the opposite
for some.” He didn’t need to add that he was included in that group. “But we
just have to be careful to not lose control. Not ever.” He paused again. “And
I’m not sure what would happen between us—given your strange blood line.”
“Yeah, and I certainly don’t want to be asking Gabby about
that,” Lucy muttered.
Stone nodded. That would be an uncomfortable conversation.
They lapsed into silence. Lucy had a faraway look as she
seemed to soak this new knowledge in.
Shit.
Stone forgot that he had called Jeremy and that he would
probably be here momentarily. He needed to get up the nerve to tell Lucy before
Jeremy just showed up.
“I think I’m going to take a shower,” he said, rising. He
looked down at Lucy and saw his sticky fluid across her stomach. She followed
his eyes down to her skin as well.
“Yes. I guess I should too.” Stone helped her up, and even
though it was strange, there was a familiarity there. He held out his hand, she
took it, and he led her up the steps.
He backed her up against the wall, leaning into her ear. “I
think we should shower together,” he murmured.
“Me, too,” she agreed.
Without saying another word, Stone led her into his
bathroom, and turned the shower on. When he turned around, Lucy was standing
there, gaping.
“What?” he asked.
“Your bathroom,” she said in awe, looking around. Stone was
so used to it now, that it didn’t faze him.
He had gutted the entire bathroom, as well as the closet of
the adjoining room to make a master bath that was almost the size of the master
bedroom. There was a large spa-jet tub, and a walk-in glass shower with a rain
spa and marble fixtures, not to mention the double vanity. But he thought, and
Lucy seemed to agree, the most impressive part of the bathroom was the one-way
tinted floor-to-ceiling glass windows. Stone could see the entire forest, but
if someone was in his backyard, they wouldn’t be able to see him.
“It’s nice,” he shrugged, taking her hand and guiding her
into the shower. The water cascaded across their bodies and Stone stood back
and watched as Lucy showered. He was enjoying the view, and just when he was
feeling ready for round two, he heard a knock at the door downstairs.
“Shit!” he exclaimed. He doubted Lucy had heard it.
“What?” she asked, her voice panicked.
He gave her a dark look. “Jeremy is here.”
“What?” she cried. He jumped out of the shower, grabbing a
towel and throwing an extra one on the loop on the wall.
“Finish up, get dressed and come down when you’re
ready,” he said tersely, his mind already running full speed on how he was
going to handle both Jeremy and Lucy. One glance over at Lucy told him that
Lucy might be his bigger problem.
“Why is Jeremy here?” she demanded.
“Just do what I said. Please,” he added, trying to be
polite. He took one last glance at her glistening naked body, and left the
bathroom.
“Coming!” he yelled loudly as he rushed into his bedroom and
threw on a pair of jeans and a faded black t-shirt. He padded down the stairs
quickly and pulled the door open.