Red's Bear (Erotic Shifter Fairy Tales) (16 page)

With a growl, he broke off the kiss. “I want to taste
your sweet pussy, Red Rena.”

He witnessed the shuttered breath she took as she
kneeled before him.

“Do you want me to touch myself again?”

Hell, yes
. It was his turned to shutter from
the heat flaming his blood. “Not at the moment. Turn around and put your hands
on the bed.”

Facing the head of the bed, she placed her hands on the
mattress positioning herself on all fours. Giving him a saucy smile over her
shoulder, she asked, “Like this?”

Yes
. His bear growled within him.

I like it a lot.
Cord and his bear agreed. No matter
how many sexual positions there were, this one would always be the main one all
male Were-bears desired above all others.

Instead, he said, “Lower.”

She dropped to her elbows, still staring at him.

“Lower.”

Her look became more beguiling as she not only
stretched her arms out before her, bringing her upper body down to her
shoulders, but she dipped her back so that her ass was curved high.

Staring at the plump, round, brown skin of her backside
displayed before him, he had the urge to bow his head and sink his teeth into
it, sharing the second mark as life mates. He resisted the act, barely. Using
his hands, he pressed against the inside of her knees until she was spread wide
with her pussy on exhibit before him.

Cream-coated brown folds were a gateway to the pink
glistening slit beckoning him. He stepped up until his thighs bumped up against
the thick mattress. Kneeling so that his nose was right at the beautiful vision
before him, he drew closer and inhaled. Her spicy ambrosia was a titillating
treat. Closing his eyes he strictly went with his olfactory sense—marking his
soul with her bouquet.

He groaned.

“Touch me, Cord…
please
.” She pleaded.

Opening his eyes, he saw her arch just a little higher,
wiggling her ass before him. No longer able to hold off the desire to have her,
he set his tongue at the dip at the top of her clit. He licked up in a broad
sweep collecting the nectar of her pussy, not stopping until he was up past the
crease of her ass, then he started again.

Once, twice…he lost count after his eighth swipe.
Rena’s taste was perfect, he could bury his tongue in her sex all night long
and begin again the next day. Taking hold of her ass, he squeezed it and held
her in the angle he wanted her as he pulled her cheeks and sex wider and
rejoiced as she trembled in his hands.

“Oh….Cord…Cord,” she whimpered and chanted his name as
she bucked backward against his face.

Swirling his tongue around her clit, he sucked the
stiff nugget between his lips and flicked it.

When her cries started to build to words and phrases
that were little more than moans and grunts, he pulled away wanting her on at
the door of an orgasm, but not going through it.

She slapped her hands on the bed repeatedly, in
frustrated excitement.

Licking up and down her slit, he teased her, not
touching her clit or entering her sex.

“
Pllllease
…” She forced the one word out.

Yielding to her pleas, he pressed his tongue into the
heart of her pussy and caressed her walls. He stroked the warm, slick skin
discovering as many dips and curves as he could reach.

Pulling away, he captured her clit once more. This time
he didn’t let up until she was coming.

Shaking violently, a cry, loud and hoarse, broke from
her and filled the room.

Even as she was still held in the throes of ecstasy, he
pushed her higher up the bed until there was room for him to climb up behind
her. In less time than the instant it took him to shift, Cord was pushing
inside of her.

Rena’s body was still quivering from her explosive
orgasm, but he shoved deep into a placed that would only be his for the rest of
their life.

“Yes,” she canted her hips back taking him further
through her tight walls.

As a bear shifter, he knew that he was bigger than all
human men. Not only in height and width of his shoulders but in the thickness
and length of his cock, but she was his mate and he knew she could accommodate
him.

Pulling out, he entered her again. Holding her hips, he
continued to work himself into her until she’d taken all of him. The lips of
her pussy pressed against his base.

Once there, he stilled his movements. As if of one
accord, Rena paused as well. They both remained in the calm, the silence and
enjoyed their union.

However, his bear wouldn’t give him more than seconds
of peace before he was clawing and demanding Cord take her hard and mark her.

His bear wouldn’t settle for anything but his claim on
his mate.

Neither would he.

Withdrawing briefly, he slammed back into her and began
loving her—fucking her. Over and over he pounded into her as she dug her nails
deep in his mattress and thrust in time with him.

“Yes-yes-yes-yes…Cord, doo-nnn’t stop. Don’t fucking
stop.”

Never
. The word exploded in his mind, his
throat too tight to speak any further. His upper and lower canines were out, in
place and ready. The saliva was pooling in his mouth even as his need for
release was boring down on his gut, both preparing for her marking.

Sliding one arm around her waist, he brought her up
until her back caressed his chest. Sweeping her curly, wild, black hair to the
side, he bared her shoulder to him.

“Cord?” his name was a question, a slight hesitation
from her.

However, it wasn’t enough to stop him, he and his bear
were too far gone and there was only one goal and they would see it through.

Curling his lips back, he dropped his head and sank his
teeth into the firm trapezius muscle availed to him. Instead of pulling away,
she brought her hand up to the back of his head, holding him to her. The simple
gesture welled up so many emotions inside him and caused the back of his eyes
to burn.

~YH~

Rena screamed. The sound was torn from her, a blend of
shock, disbelief and pleasure. Somehow in the instance before Cord bit her,
she’d known what was going to happen. However, too late to stop it, she
received it. Going beyond her own comfort zone, she wanted and took all the he
had to offer.

Her satisfaction was toppling over beyond any ecstasy
she’d ever experienced before. Cord hadn’t stopped thrusting his thick cock
deep inside of her, throughout the entire act of biting her. Holding his head,
she slid her other hand along his arm around her waist and linked her fingers
with his as her third orgasm of the evening began to reach its peak.

At the peak of her pleasure, a vision unfolded before
her eyes. The water in the painting before her flowed, small waves rolling
along and splashing against the posts of the dock. However, unlike before, the
dock wasn’t empty. There were two mature bears at the end of it, brown and one
slightly bigger than the other.

Behind her, Cord gasped.

Had he seen it too?

She blinked and the bears were gone and the water
motionless.

Us
.

This time the voice she heard was different than the
one in her core. It was deep and rough, male…Cord.
Could he see he see what
I saw? How can I hear him?
Too many questions to think about, now. She
shoved them into the back of her mind to ponder at a less amorous time.

Needing something, something she couldn’t explain to
give her that final push she was working toward she received it at the feeling
of Cord’s agile tongue gliding over the tender flesh of her shoulder.

Her sex squeezed his hard length, full and stretched,
she came.

Thrashing against him, she celebrated as she felt the
warmth of Cord’s seed coating her walls as he released a sound akin to a roar
behind her.

Releasing her waist, he allowed her to drop to the bed.
When she rolled to her back and stared up at the impressive male before her, he
took her breath away. Broad shoulders, sharp cut muscles, rippling abs,
narrowed hips all directed her gaze to one place, his meaty cock. Still hard
and proud as if he hadn’t just found his own ecstasy. However, she wasn’t
shocked, because her own stamina had her sex aching for him again.

“I’m not done with you, Red.” His voice was husky and
rough.

Sitting up, she took hold of his cock. “Good to know
since I have a few plans of my own for you.”

With no further warning, she took his hard length into
her mouth. She sighed with her own satisfaction at the combined taste of him
and her along her tongue and the feel of his hands buried in her hair, his
finger pressed firmly against her scalp.

Feeling the barely harnessed passion of her man was all
the encouragement she needed.

Chapter
Nine

Awake, Rena kept her eyes closed
as she took account of her body. Every muscle was achy and her sex tender, but
Rena had never felt more satisfied than she did following a night with Cord.
They’d made love so many times, in so many positions and places in his cabin
she was amazed that it was still standing. They’d gone down for a late night
snack and she’d found herself spread out on the kitchen table with Cord over
her drizzling rivers of honey on her before he licked it off. She’d happily
returned the favor on her knees in the center of his kitchen. When they’d
followed that feeding frenzy up with a shower, he had taken her against the
wall, her breasts pressed onto the cool tile with warm water running over her
and a hot man thrusting into her. Finally, she’d boldly dragged him out onto
the bedroom patio where she rode him under the moonlight with the crisp breeze
caressing their skin. At some exhausted point, Cord had carried her into the
room and tucked them both in bed where he held her until she fell asleep. Now,
all those memories caused joy to flood her core and spread warmth throughout
her body making her smile.

Snuggling closer to him, her mind
couldn’t help but consider what life would be like with Cord. As she lay there
thinking about them, she couldn’t get the vision of those bears on the dock out
of her mind. Just wanting a few more moments of peace before she had to face
the world and even her own questions, she took a deep breath and gathered her
man’s natural musk. She truly did love how he smelled. However, this morning
his scent was the same but different. More pungent, earthy and unrefined. But
it didn’t deter her from snuggling closer to him and enjoying hearing the strong
rhythm of his heartbeat.

Something was tickling her nose.
She moved her head, but the tickling was there too. Opening her eyes to
discover, what it was, she saw nothing but fur. Thick light brown fur. She
blinked, trying to clear her vision, but when she looked again it was still
there.

Had it been cold last night?
Did Cord put a bear skin blanket on the bed?

Leaning away, she was prepared to
locate him under the mound of fur and awaken him, then the fur covered body
shifted and the darkest pair of coal eyes were staring at her. A bear, not a
man.

Frozen, not wanting to make any
sudden movements, she watched it stretch and yawn. The sight of over thirty
teeth less than a foot away from her face, kept her still.

Oh, shit?
She reacted
instantly as fear ran through her veins, chilling her core.

Scrambling backwards off the bed,
she tried to get as far away from it as possible without taking her eyes off
the massive animal. When her back hit the wall, she sat there attempting to
figure out her best chances of escape. There wasn’t a single weapon close at
hand.

Oh, my God where is Cord? Did
it eat him?

On the bed still, the bear sat up
on his haunches and stared at her.

She stared back.

He advanced, not coming off the
bed yet but moving to the edge.

She pressed further into the wall,
wishing the wall would just open up and swallow her, before she was swallowed
by a ferocious beast.

The big bear titled its head and
eyed her, as if she was the strange one in the room.

He’s probably trying to figure out
what part of me he wants to start chewing first, Rena thought. Her chest felt
tight, she tried to take a steady breath to keep her mind clear to plan an
escape. 

When he leaned forward as if he
was going to come over the side of the bed, she screamed. A sound that came out
more as a broken whimper.

Stopping, his gaze met hers again
and she would have sworn there was something in his eyes that almost looked
like concern.

But that’s impossible. Why
would this bear be concerned about his prey?

Then before her eyes, something
happened. There was a shimmering of his fur and the next thing she knew Cord
was sitting on the bed in its place.

What in the hell was happening?
Oh, God, I must still be sleeping and I’m dreaming.
That was the only
explanation that made sense on why a bear was Cord/Cord was a bear. Feeling
lightheaded, she closed her eyes and took in several breaths.