Wolf Rock Shifters Books 1-5: Five BBW Paranormal Romance Standalone Novels (19 page)

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no sign of a hunter; no scent in the air, no sounds of twigs snapping, which was a relief to Kyla, who realized that she was exhausted after the events of the last twenty-four hours.

Animals generally stayed away from shifters and she found herself amid an engulfing silence and darkness. Normally she enjoyed the night, being outside, patrolling, but that was in part because usually there was nothing to fear. Every wolf was powerful and there was little they had to contend with. But now there was a real threat, and she had no idea how many of these hunters there were. When Corgan was awake, she’d need more answers.

Maddox emerged from the cave with a couple of granola bars as Kyla stared up at the stars.

“Cor’s sleeping soundly. By the way, I found these,” he said.

“Thanks, I keep forgetting that I’m hungry,” she replied, tearing hers open and digging in.

“I also found this.”

With that, Maddox revealed a small jar of peanut butter that had also been in the supply shed.

“Oh yeah, I forgot I’d taken it. But it was stupid of me, really—there’s nothing to spread it on.

“Isn’t there?” Maddox was now sporting a grin full of mischief and, if Kyla wasn’t mistaken, a hint of lust.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but you’d better not get any in my hair. I just had it done,” said Kyla, realizing that she must be a complete physical mess by now.

Maddox opened the jar and dipped two of his long, thick fingers in. The wad of peanut butter that he extracted was enough to cover a canvas.

He dabbed some on Kyla’s chin, which made her gasp with mock indignation. She then reached into the jar and pulled her fingers out to decorate his face with war-paint like slashes.

“Ihu,” said Maddox gently, dabbing a little on her nose before licking it off. “Maori for nose.”

“Ihu.” Kyla licked his right cheek, her tongue gliding along his stubble, then the left, allowing herself to luxuriate in the taste of his skin.

Maddox continued the trend, sliding his fingers over her forehead, down her right cheek and onto her neck.

“Kakī. Neck.”

He licked her again, tracing the path of his design down her cheek, then lapping up the peanut butter, his lips following his tongue as he kissed his way downward. As he did so, he pulled at her shirt, forcing the top two buttons undone. He tore aggressively at the others, exposing her chest.

Kyla, inviting him to explore her further, delicately slid two fingers into the right cup of her bra and pulled it to the side, revealing an eager pink nipple. She looked up into his eyes and Maddox, torn between her own light eyes and her beautiful breast, let out a sigh worthy of a bear.

He dipped his fingers back into the jar and, when they’d re-emerged covered in peanut butter, rubbed them gently into the hard bud. Kyla felt her pussy go hot and wet.

“And this gorgeous part of you is ū,” he said, his voice soft and deep, before squeezing her breast and sucking the peanut butter off of her flesh. She felt as though she might fall over, the ache between her legs all but incapacitating her.

“I’m enjoying this,” Maddox said between moments of his tongue painting her in broad strokes, “but I’m going to run out of words soon.”

He stood and offered her his fingers, which were still coated in the spread.

Kyla eagerly took them in her mouth, her lips pursing around them. With her right hand she held his arm, and slid his own hand in and out of her mouth, her tongue licking, extracting all the peanut butter from his skin as she signalled her eagerness. Maddox could think of nothing in this moment but what his cock would feel like between her lips and he grew rock hard, his thickness throbbing painfully for her, for this woman who was sex personified.

When his fingers were sufficiently clean, he spread her shirt open and tugged at her bra, both of her sensitive breasts now exposed to the night, the bright moon showing off their roundness, the firm pink buds that begged to be sucked over and over again.

Maddox took them in his large hands and squeezed them together, his thumbs gently running over the tips of her nipples as Kyla gasped with pleasure, her pussy telling her that it was ready and waiting for what was to come.

“God, you’re just perfect,” said the man as he knelt down before her as if in some sort of worship. He sucked one nipple, gently at first and then pulling at it with his teeth, his tongue driving the tip wild, flicking rapidly over its surface. Then he did the same to the other. He then looked at her again, admiring his handiwork.

“Do you ever…I mean, can you…?” he began to ask, fondling her with his fingers, adoring her with his eyes.

“Can I suck my own nipples?” she asked.

“Yes, that’s what I wanted to ask. Can you?”

“Yes, I can. Would you like to see?” Kyla had never done this in front of a man, but the thought aroused her beyond words.

“Oh God, yes. Please,” said Maddox. “But wait.” He took another dab of peanut butter and rubbed it gently into each of the now red points.

Kyla wrapped both hands around her plentiful right breast and pulled it to her mouth. She let her tongue glide around the areola, teasing the grizzly man, knowing what he really wanted, and finally let her lips squeeze the hard pink nub and suck it clean, lengthening it with her lips.

“Oh my God,” he said, enthralled. “That is such a fucking turn-on. You’re killing me…but now, let me do the other one. You’re so fucking delicious.”

She offered her left breast to him then and he followed her lead, licking eagerly, tenderly, then sucking gently before giving the same attention to her right nipple.

As he did so, he adeptly unbuttoned her jeans and slid them and her panties down a few inches until her pussy was exposed to the cool air. He slid a hand down her soft belly and let it rest for a moment on the strip of hair that led the eye to her protruding, slick clitoris, before letting his fingers find their way further down.

He massaged her now with just the one finger at first, sliding it along her wet slit, exciting all her nerves at once.

Kyla pushed her breasts together and Maddox took both nipples in his mouth, his tongue flicking them while his finger teased her sensitive clit, pinching gently, then probing her opening, sliding tentatively in and then back out again, only to play with her bud a little more. He flicked it with delicate, quick strokes, sending pulses of sensation through her entire body.

“You’re going to drive me mad,” she laughed.

“Good,” he said between mouthfuls of her delectable flesh.

He leaned down then and, yanking her pants further towards her ankles, jutted his tongue between her legs and licked aggressively.

“God, I want to be inside here,” he said, pushing her thighs apart so that her stance was a little awkward. She leaned back against the large tree which loomed over them, palms flat against its bark. There was no question that she was at his mercy, his tongue probing her opening, finding its way into her tight pussy.

Kyla reached down and pulled her pants off completely, wanting freedom from the shackles. She looked the giant man in the eye as she bent forward, kissed him, her tongue tasting his for a moment. Then she turned her back to him and placed her palms against the tree again. She spread her legs wide as she placed each foot on a thick root, raising her ass to the level of his pelvis.

The animal in her was taking over and all she wanted was to let the god of a man behind her know that her body was his to take as he wished.

Maddox sat back, almost falling over himself.

“Oh my,” he said.

She turned her face to look at him and smiled.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked, one hand coming down behind her to pull her lips apart and give him a full view of her eager pussy. She knew perfectly well that her round ass must be driving him wild, and the slick pink wetness beckoning to him from between her thighs must be the icing on the cake.

“I don’t know where to begin,” he said as he stood and ripped his pants down.

Kyla could see his enormous cock now, engorged and standing up straight, literally aching to be inside her.

“I need you, Maddox,” she whispered. “Inside me. Fill me up with that long, thick cock of yours. Fuck me. I have to feel you. I need it. I want it.”

He gladly obliged.

Growling low and deep, he stood and thrust hard into her and she felt a mix of searing pain and outlandish pleasure, his thickness forcing the walls of her channel open. She’d always known that she was tight, but his giant cock made her feel all the more so; the way they fit together was perfection. It was all that she could do not to let out a blood-curdling howl.

Slowly Maddox pulled out, his hands wrapped around her full hips, his breath hot on the back of her neck. His shaft, covered now in her slick wetness, glistened in the dim light and he reveled the beauty of the moment as Kyla’s pussy sealed itself shut.

“You’re soaking wet,” he said.

“I wonder why,” she moaned. “You’re only the sexiest…”

With that, he rammed into her again, his bear taking over, his impulses bent on physical sensation. Kyla knew what was going through him, because the same instincts were filling her. She wanted to please him and herself; she wanted him to come for her, in her, and to feel herself, ecstatic, explode with all the strength of her wolf for him.

Maddox seemed to want her to come too, as he put his right arm around her front, his hand sliding along her belly, fingers reaching down and stroking her moist clitoris as he moved gently in and out of her.

She felt the heat from his fingertips emanate throughout her body, beginning with those most sensitive nerves.

He traced the tip of her clit with the very end of his finger, flicking it back and forth, his searing heat warming her tender bud. She felt her arms bend, her body pressing itself into the tree, her nipples contacting the rough bark which caused a sweet sort of torment.

Maddox, deep inside her now, had his left hand wrapped around her front, and was pulling her lips apart while his right worked on her pleasure.

“Ooooh…God…” she said as she absorbed everything that was going on; her bear man, his cock rock-hard for her, deep inside her pussy as his expert hands massaged her, begging her to come for him, to squeeze his shaft between her lips, to urge his own explosion.

“I love how your gorgeous body works,” he whispered in her ear. “I love how wet you get for me. I love to think that the first time we met you went moist when you saw my cock. Yes, I know you looked, you dirty girl. You wanted it then, didn’t you? I could smell your beautiful pussy even then.”

Kyla was enjoying this side of Maddox; his bear coming out, his wild desire.

“I did want it. Of course I did,” she growled. “I wanted to fuck you or suck you. My panties were soaking wet for you.”

“I know they were. I wanted to get my mouth on you. I wanted to rip your fucking clothes off and suck your tits. I didn’t care how many people were around.”

Kyla’s head was swimming at the thought.

“And now you’re gushing for me, your gorgeous, perfect, swollen cunt with my cock…” with that, Maddox thrust pulled out gently and thrust hard back into her. “…with my cock so, so hard inside you…”

She felt his lips on her ear, his hot breath moving strands of hair as he spoke.

His finger stopped now, and sat gently on the point of her clitoris.

“Will you come for me, Kyla? Beautiful girl, will you come around my cock?”

“Yes.”

“I’m going to rub your clit again now. I’m going to massage you and you’re going to feel so fucking good…”

“Please, please, yes….stroke my pussy.”

“I’m going to make you come around my big cock, and then I’m going to shoot my hot cream inside you, my gorgeous wolf girl. Do you want that?”

Kyla felt drunk. “Yes. Fuck, yes.”

The finger started up again, slowly at first, its gentleness causing Kyla to squirm, to push herself into it and him, and Maddox rubbed faster, still gentle, still a soft touch, before letting it gradually speed up, its pressure becoming more intense.

He began to move slowly in and out of her, and she felt her lips wrap themselves around him, urging him not to stray too far, urging his cock to grow even harder, even thicker inside her.

It was too much; the gorgeous finger, the perfect cock, her nipples against the tree.

She felt herself erupt all at once in waves of pleasure, and she knew that he felt it too as he said, “Yes, oh, that’s it. Come for me. I can feel your pussy eating up my cock…”

His finger continued to rub her, slowing down as he began to pound her, then letting her come to rest for an instant before he went at her, before he took her completely.

Finally, when Kyla seemed spent, Maddox put both hands on her hips and drove his cock into her with a fury. She pushed into him, palms flat on the tree, thrusting her ass back at him.

“You make me wild,” he groaned. “You think it’s that I’m a bear, but it’s not. It’s because you’re fucking perfection and your body was designed for me to fuck.”

If it was possible, Kyla was even hornier now than before she’d come. He was a dirty bear, and she loved it.

Maddox, his fingers digging into her hips, drove himself into her like a jackhammer, pounding her now, exhausting her from within in the best possible way.

“I’m going to come, she-wolf,” he growled. His hips smacked her ass with a force that would have seemed brutal to a normal human being, but Kyla happily took it, and would almost have begged for more. She could think of nothing better than being drilled hard by her grizzly man.

With one final thrust, she felt it: a searing heat inside her channel, spreading itself through her like wildfire. It seemed to last for minutes, this orgasm of his, his cock pulsing in waves. Kyla wished she could taste him.

“My God,” she moaned, letting herself fall forward against the tree, arms wrapped around its trunk.

Finally she felt Maddox’s hands covering her own against the tree’s rough bark as he half-collapsed, sweat coating his hot form, against her back. She loved the feeling of being engulfed in his own body, his heat, his breath on her.