Bear's Gold (Erotic Shifter Fairy Tales) (14 page)

She licked her lips.  “I wanted to
tell you thank you, anyway.”

He stared at her. Not moving from
the spot across the kitchen floor. However, his dark eyes began to flicker gold
as his gaze traveled along her frame; leaving heat in its path.  “Is that the
reason you stayed up? Why you’re in this kitchen waiting for me instead of
being tucked in your bed behind a locked door?”

She watched the slow rise of one of
his eyebrows as he challenged her.

Her body began to tremble and sweat
beaded along the back of her neck. Feeling parched, she swallowed, attempting
to moisten her mouth.

This was the moment. She could tell
him thanks and turn tail and run. Or she could do what her body craved her to
do. Show him more than her gratitude, but her true desire for him. Even if just
for one night.

“Tell me, Riley…why did you wait
up?”

He took a step.

She whimpered. The throbbing in her
body, between her legs was so fierce she felt as if she would climax if he just
breathed on her. It wasn’t just those mysterious gold eyes of his, or the impressive
build of his body…it was each individual thing and everything at the same time.
His smell, the robust woodsy male musk was so rich, deep, and potent she could
almost taste it. She wanted to taste it. Run her tongue along every area of his
body and drink him in; make him a part of her.

For a moment she thought how much
easier the last time they came together had been. In fact, she didn’t have to
think, prepare, or talk…only yield to the raw sexual moment. But this time she
would be cognizant of her choice to be with him—not swept away by mindless lust.

“I want you.” She just allowed those
three words to fall from her lips.

His nostril flared, and she heard
deep inhalation as if he too could smell her.

Is my arousal just as apparent to
him as his scent is to me?

“Tonight.”

She nodded. She could not promise
more than that. They both had their own life to get back to. However, she would
make each moment in his arms count. Each moment a memory she would never
forget.

“Usually, I shower after my checks.”

“Take me with you,” she asked.

Neither of them moved for a moment.
They just stood in the silent kitchen staring at each other.

Theo held his hand out to her, palm
side up.

Without hesitation, she slid her
fingers over his callused skin and allowed him to wrap her in his strength and
warmth with one touch. Leaving the kitchen, he pulled her behind him gently as
they moved through the house.

When he closed the bathroom door
behind them, he released her. The bathroom was a nice size, spacious, however
with Theo’s large frame in there it seemed small—confined. Maybe because his
presence was always so overwhelming and all consuming to her.

“Strip.”

Not waiting for her to follow his
command, he reached back and fisted his t-shirt and yanked it over his head. Before
it hit the floor, his pants were down. He toed out of his shoes then stepped
away from his clothes.

She was grateful that he had led her
to the bathroom where there was lots of bold lights instead of the guest room
where they would be encased in shadows like before. Now she could see every
inch of him that she had missed the first time. His body was gorgeous. Not in
the false way that most men in the city enhanced themselves by using the right
cosmetics or supplements, but in a more rugged natural way.

His shoulders were broad; possibly
spanning the length of five of her hands. The hue of his skin was only a shade
paler than her golden tone. She could tell that he worked out in the sun
without his shirt on a lot. Even though the weather was getting cooler, it
didn’t seem to affect the people of Den.

The light plum color disks
surrounding his tight nipples made her want to lean forward and trace it with
her tongue and continue along the finely sculpted muscles of his chest until
she reached his thick thighs and everything in between. What hung between all
of that stole her breath. His long shaft was well veined and topped by a broad
crown that held a single pearl droplet.

Unable to restrain herself, she
reached a finger out to swipe along the tip but Theo caught her wrist, keeping
her away.

“Why am I the only one bare?”

She met his gaze, now so dark that
the blackness of his eyes were showing metallic. A golden color so compelling
her pulse below his hand kicked up; which just incited the throbbing of her old
scar under his hand.

His hold was firm but not painful,
but his touch seemed to sear her skin causing her to tug against him.

When he released her, she covered
the shocking feelings by unbuttoning her shirt.

Once he saw she was complying with
his request, Theo turned away from her and went to the shower and started the
water. By the time he shifted back to her, she was just as bare as him.

Watching him assess her high
breasts, waist, full hips and thighs, she didn’t feel as comfortable in the
bright light as she did before. He would see all of her imperfections, possibly
judge her the way her ex had.

Silent, he crossed the space that
separated them. He lifted his hand and removed the band that held her hair and
fingered it until it lay around her shoulders.

“Beautiful.”

Feeling revealed and shy, she
started to turn her face away but he stopped her. With a gentle touch to her
chin, he guided her back and took possession of her mouth.

The kiss was electric and packing a
level of passion that caused her mind to empty and her legs to turn to jelly. Over
and over, his tongue swept into her mouth, he commanded her through the
kiss—made her yield.

As the kiss deepened, he pulled her
into his arms, pressing their bodies together. His hands caressed her spine,
traveling from her neck to her ass. There he held her, closing the distance
between them until she fit perfectly along him; her sex cupping his.

A rumbling sound came from his chest
and seemed to vibrate in her mouth as strong as if she captured a growl from an
untamed animal. Like a lover’s call, it made her rub her body against him
wanting to drawl that sound from him again.

Her nipples grazed his chest and her
labia parted as she gyrated her hips and enfolded the sides of his shaft; she
ground into him coating him with her wetness.

When the second growl came, he
seemed to go wild. Still kissing her, he dragged her blind into the shower and
slammed her into the cold tile wall. Gasping with excitement when he guided his
thick, steel cock into her, she arched up, taking him deep as water rained down
on them.

As steam clouds bellowed around
them, she wanted to scream at the pleasure but the sound was trapped in her
throat as her whole body tightened at the precipice of an orgasm.

Theo pulled out, until just his
massive tip was inside and quickly thrust all the way in, hitting the heart of
her sex in just the right way. She came. Shaking and jerking erratically, she
allowed the pleasure to take over her body as Theo was doing.

“Stay with me,” he bid her. Kisses
along her face, neck, and breast, he continued to pump his hips.

The water rained down over them as
she squeezed his shoulders, and forcefully opened her eyes not wanting to miss
a moment of this night. This was it for them and she wanted to burn her memory
with Theo Kodiak.

When his climax erupted from him,
bathing her walls, she saw the beginning of his face contorting with the
earth-shaking pleasure until he turned away from her.

She wanted to bear witness to his
joy, see what she did to him. Cupping his face, she started to turn him back to
her.

“
Wait
.” His voice sounded
harsh, rough as if he was in pain or something.

She started to lower her legs,
thinking maybe she was too heavy for him to hold up. However, Theo didn’t allow
it, he squeezed her tighter as he turned his face and pressed it snug against
the side of hers and allowed her to hear the forceful breathing that came from
him. She took it that he was just as overwhelmed as she was by the fierceness
of their coupling.

As he held her tight, his fingers
digging deep into her flesh, her mind began playing tricks on her. Instead of
the shower stall, she saw the forest around the house and before her the same
golden bear she’d imagined before. However, this time it was accompanied by a
big black bear with a single white front sock marking. The two bears were
running through the foliage, darting between large redwood trees as they nipped
playfully at each other.

This didn’t make sense. She’d always
had a fear of bears since she was younger, even though she didn’t completely
understand it.

She wanted to question what she was
seeing and why it appeared in her mind at this moment when the vision faded as
Theo’s body seemed to calm some and he pressed his forehead to hers. He stared
into her eyes and that golden gaze was just as arousing as his member inside
her removing all other questions and thoughts.

Their desire for each other hadn’t
cooled and soon they were kissing and touching again—giving and taking from one
another. They bathed and fucked beneath the stream of water until the temperature
turned cold. Even then she slipped down to the floor and took his strong,
imposing length into her hands then her mouth. Sucking him deep, she caressed
his hardness with her tongue; following the plump vein along the bottom of his
scrotum. Unable to take all of him in her mouth, she used her hands to pump
along his remaining length and fondled his sacs. His full-bodied flavor coated
her mouth and senses, making her want to consume more of him and pushing her to
draw more pleasure from him.

When his thighs began to quiver
against her, she increased the draw of her mouth, as she moved up and down
along his stiff shaft. However, Theo denied her of capturing the essence of his
satisfaction as he lifted her to her feet and kissed her.

“I want inside of you again,” he
whispered against her lips.

Shutting off the water, he moved
them from the shower and she soon found herself bent over with her hands
gripping the edge of the sink’s counter.

Theo kicked her feet apart and
pressed her shoulders lower until her hips were high and available to him. Using
the crown of his cock, he teased her. He slid around her sex, slipping through
her cream and used her pleasure against her as he smoothly bumped and circled
her clit.

“Please, Theo…I need…” She was
having a hard time formulating coherent thoughts.

“Need what?” He rubbed against that
tight nub causing her legs to shake violently. “Need what, Riley?”

Her initial thought was to tell him
that she needed his dick inside of her. However as the strong, generous, and
protective man stood behind her commanding her body, she thought about how this
was it. She would never feel his touch again after tonight. She would never
experience the security and kindness he displayed to her from the moment she’d
shown up on his door. How he cared for her and her heart broke a little. That
small amount of pain caused an ache deep inside her and she allowed one word to
hold all her hopes; things she had refused to face until now.

“You,” she cried out. She knew that
moment it was true. She didn’t just want the earth shattering sex, she wanted
him. Something she couldn’t have.

As if understand what she needed,
Theo didn’t drive into her as he’d done through the rest of the night, instead
he slipped slowly inside of her. He made her feel every inch of him as he
stretched her sex, made her mold to him, fit him just right.

Perfect
. All the way in he felt as if he’d
been made for her and her for him.

As he continued to keep his thrusts
slow and steady, he caressed her body. He traced every line and curve of hips,
ass, spine, and shoulders as if he wanted to draw a picture in his mind to
remember her.

All too soon, the tide of pleasure
rose up and captured them both. Theo pulled her up, pressing her back to his
chest as he wrapped his arms around her. She stared into the mirror before her
and saw his strong arms and big hands touching her stomach and cupping one
breast; both of them still wet, her skin a shade darker. Dragging her gaze up,
she met his in the mirror as they just stood there staring at each other. This
moment she would remember. This sight would be the one her mind played back at
night when she was lonely.

He kissed the side of her neck
before pulling out and stepping away from her. Getting a towel, he dried her
body and then wrapped the fluffy cotton around her. He briskly wiped the
remaining water from his skin then secured the towel at his waist.

He escorted her back downstairs and
to the guest room. Once he insured her bare form was tucked under a mountain of
blankets to keep the chill from her body, she thought he would leave her; he
didn’t.

Dropping his towel, he slipped
beneath the covers with her, folding most of the excess on top of her and he
pulled her into his arms. Laying her head on his chest, she fought the drug of
sleep as she listened to the powerful beat of his heart.