Healing the Bear (7 page)

“I’d
really like to.”

Melanie
nodded. “You have protection?”

“Protection?”
he asked.

“Condoms.”

He
hesitated for a bit like he was thinking about it, maybe wondering if he had
the odd one in his wallet.

“I
don’t.”

“No
problem because the Lodge has a box of them for couples who feel amorous at an
event and get caught without them. You’d be shocked just how many we’ve handed
out in the last year. I think it’s something to do with the romance of this
place. You wait right here and I’ll just go grab one or maybe two.”

Chapter Six

Dane
paced up and down. He wanted sex. He wanted it soon. He’d almost slipped up
when he’d said he’d never done this sort of thing before. He’d meant with a
human, but luckily he’d quickly saved himself. He ran his hands through his
hair. What had Trent meant by teaching him about the birds and bees? Maybe he
was rushing into this, not only sex after a year or more of abstinence, but
also choosing a human as his partner. Nope, a man knew when he needed sex. He
dug out his cell phone to call Trent for a crash course in all things human
female, but then he heard the front door opening and knew that Melanie was
already back.

Condoms,
he’d never used one, hadn’t needed to because not having sex with a woman
during her heat cycle was all a shifter needed to do to prevent an unwanted
pregnancy.
 
Damn, maybe he should have
stuck to his own kind. Perhaps he should tell Melanie he’d forgotten he had to
be somewhere, but here she was standing in the doorway and his cock told him he
was ready and nothing was going to stand in his way.

She
lifted three black packages in the air. “Hope they’re the right size for you.”

He
swallowed. He was going to look like an amateur and maybe she wouldn’t want to
see him again. Nope, he wouldn’t think in such a negative way. He was a big
alpha bear and he was going to act like one.

Taking
two big strides over to Melanie, he scooped her up in his arms, feeling her warm
sexy body push against his bare chest.

“Which
way to the bedroom?” he asked.

She
pointed to the left. “Down that hallway and it’s the first door on the right.”

With
each step he took toward that destination, his cock grew more erect. He hadn’t
been this hard since Lucinda had been alive. Sure he’d jerked off to let off steam,
every guy did, but there’d been nothing like what he felt now. The sheer
anticipation of being inside a pussy was enough to drive this bear totally mad.

The
door was ajar so he lifted his leg and kicked it wide open with his foot. He
marched inside, seeing a bed with a turquoise quilt and a teddy bear sitting on
it. He almost wanted to laugh. Soon a bear of a very different nature would be
on that bed bringing a different sort of smile to her face.

Dane
walked her to the bed and placed her gently down upon it. She set the three
foil packages by her side and began to pull her sweatshirt up over her head.

“Oh,
no you don’t. That’s my job.”

Dane
grabbed the sweater from her and ran his hands under its hem, making sure he
made contact with her skin as he passed it up over her shoulders and head.

He
threw it onto the chair that sat by the window.

“You
like to be in command?” asked Melanie.

“Of course.
Hope you don’t
have a problem with that?”

She
shook her head.
“Turns me on.”

She
lifted her foot and placed it on his crotch, pushing her toes against his
erection.

He
took the opportunity to run his hands up her leg before kneeling down and
popping open the button on her pants, pulling down the zipper, and parting both
sides of the material.

Floral
red panties stared back at him. They even had a cute red bow on the top of
them. He flicked it, watching it quiver.
 
Dane pulled on the pants, Melanie lifting her butt until he was able to
free her legs.

She
leaned back on her elbows and stared at him. He didn’t know what to tackle next
her bra or those panties. Judging by the smell of her, she was wet and hot and
probably in need of some loving in the pussy area before anything else.

He
pulled on the top of her panties, easing them downward and kept going. He
hadn’t bothered to look at her until they were sitting by her ankles.

Hair.
He couldn’t
help but stare. He’d seen photos of nude human women with hair covering their
crotches. He hadn’t paid any attention to it, but now he saw it on Melanie’s
crotch and it fascinated him. He ran his fingers through the curls which were
strawberry blonde. Yet the hair on her head was dark. He guessed she dyed her
hair, but why she didn’t like this color intrigued him.

If
he lingered much longer on the curls she’d get suspicious, so he parted her
legs and found more to hold his interest. She looked so different to Lucinda
and the other shifter women. There was so much more to touch. He ran his finger
down over her folds, feeling a tight little bud that puzzled him. He ran his
thumb over it and saw her legs jerk.

Had
he hurt her? He had to be tactful here or she’d guess something was wrong.

“You
like that?” he asked.

“I
love it,” she said, opening her legs wider. Her scent met his nostrils, making
his cock throb. Her pussy opening glistened and a drop of her juice clung to
its entrance. He ran his finger over it, telling himself he wouldn’t, but he
couldn’t resist letting his finger slid inside. As he’d thought, she was hot,
slippery, and tight. The feel of her turned him on and he couldn’t hold out
much longer. He pulled his finger out of her, stood, and unzipped his pants. He
pulled them and his boxer shorts down together in one fluid movement. He
grabbed his cock, thinking he’d be the big alpha bear and take her quickly and
take her to paradise, when she coughed.

“Are
you forgetting something?” she asked.

She
held up one of the black packages and offered it to him.

Damn,
he had forgotten.

He
took if from her and tore open the top, pulling out the circle of rubber. He
had no idea how to put this thing on his dick. He was about to
look like
a dick. However, bears were
the most resourceful of animals. Well, that’s what he liked to think. They were
also a tiny bit crafty too.

“Hey,
why don’t you do it for me?” He handed the condom back to her.

“Okay,
stand still.”

He
held her shoulders as she placed the thing on the end of his cock and began
rolling it downward.

Holy
fuck, the thing was choking his prized possession. How was he supposed to use
his dick to the best of his ability, feel and enjoy her pussy with this monstrosity
on him? Surely Aiden, Christopher, and Trent hadn’t put up with this
humiliation just to fuck a human.

“It’s
a little tight,” she said, making more of an effort to get the thing all the
way down his shaft.

He
was about to tell her to take the thing off him, but it was either this or not
having sex. Right now he wanted Melanie, so he’d have to put up with it.

“Okay,
all done.”

He
took a deep breath, positive the rubber contraption was shutting off the blood
to his cock and balls. He’d fuck her quick and hard and get this thing off him
as soon as he could.

****

Melanie
hoped Dane hadn’t seen her gulp when he’d unzipped his pants and slipped off
his boxers. She also hoped he hadn’t seen her staring, her eyes focused only on
his cock. It was as gorgeous as the rest of him, but right now her pussy was
having trouble accommodating it.

Relax, relax,
it’s been a while, so you’re tight down there.
Truth was he
was just so damn big.

She
took a deep breath, finally feeling his cock slip through the entrance and deep
within her. Every part of her pussy felt him, and she knew that was a very good
thing. Size did matter big time.

Dane
leaned over her some more as she began to relax back onto the pillow on the bed.
He kissed her before he began thrusting. It hurt like hell at first, but once
her pussy got used to his cock continually hitting its back wall, it started to
feel good, real good.

Melanie
put her hands on his arms, fingering his biceps that stood out like giant slabs
of concrete. Maybe he could be her bodyguard and lover all rolled into
one.
 
He picked up speed and drove deeper
and harder, panting and almost groaning like something she’d heard before but
couldn’t quite remember exactly.

She’d
never been a woman to orgasm fast but something was already happening and it
was making her feel good. She relaxed some more, spreading her legs for him,
allowing him to go deeper.

He
grunted, moved at a speed that she didn’t think was even possible.

“Oh
my god, that’s…”

She
couldn’t get the rest of the words out.

She
just climaxed and in record time.

Dane
drove harder, making her come again. She dug her nails into his arm, trying to
catch her breath when another orgasm washed over her, making her pussy pulse
like it had its own heartbeat.

He
groaned, stopped moving but yet the strangest thing his cock was beating within
her pussy. Moving on
its own
accord. Could too many
climaxes so close together make you imagine things?

She
closed her eyes. It was like the vibrator she’d purchased as a gift to herself
the first Christmas she’d spent alone, but it paled in comparison to Dane.

Almost
too intense were the last thoughts she had before she blacked out.

Chapter Seven

“Melanie,
are you okay?”

Dane
rubbed her hands, not sure if that’s what he needed to do when a human had
passed out.

She’d
shouted and groaned, and then her head had slumped to one side and her pussy
had gripped him so tight, he enjoyed the best release of his life.

“Cold
water,” he told himself.

He
got off the bed, went out of the room, and headed down the hallway to look for
the bathroom. It was the last door on the left and he went inside. While in
there, he took the opportunity to get the damn condom off his cock, sighing with
relief when he heard a snap as it left his shaft.

It
definitely had been worth it. The sex had been off the charts, his orgasm like
nothing he’d ever experienced before, even with his beloved Lucinda.

Sorry, honey
, he muttered
under his breath.

Washcloth and cold water.
That’s what
Melanie needed. He found one hanging by the sink, pulled it down, and proceeded
to run it under the cold water. He rang it out and headed back to the bedroom
where he slid onto the bed, rolled up the cloth and put it on Melanie’s
forehead.

At
first he thought his lovemaking skills had bored her and she’d fallen asleep, but
then he’d realized she was out cold. He pivoted the cloth back and forth, back
and forth across her head. Her post sex odor hung in the air, making him hard
again. Shifters usually had sex at least three times in fast succession on each
pairing but knowing what had just happened to Melanie, he wasn’t sure if a
human could take that pace.

Melanie
began to murmur and move her head.

“You
okay?” he asked.

She
opened her eyes and looked at him.

“What
happened to me?”

“You
passed out while we were having sex.”

“I’m
so sorry, but it was so intense.
My orgasm, almost too much
pleasure all at once.
How do you move your cock like that?”

“Like
what?”

“It
was vibrating inside me.”

He
had no idea what she was talking about, but once again he’d better play it
safe.

“I’ve
always done that. If you don’t like it just
tell
me
and I won’t do it again.”

“Oh,
I like it all right. Again, does that mean what I think?”

He
lay down beside her. Maybe with a little training and conditioning this human
could keep up with a shifter.

He
ran his finger down the side of her face before leaning in and kissing her. She
had the softest lips and her hair smelled like fresh morning dew, the kind he
and his dad used to run through back in their old home.

Dane
rolled her over, leaning his body against her. He tip-toed his fingers down her
belly, over her cute navel, and down into the curls that still fascinated him.
Continuing downwards his fingers found the moist heat of her folds and pussy
entrance.