She deserves better than that. She’s my mate. I have to treat her right.
“Sure,” I say as I walk over. She’s standing beside a white horse that she’s taken a liking too. “That’s Daisy. Want to take her?”
She smiles and nods as she looks up at the horse and tickles her nose. “What do you think, Daisy? Want to go for a ride?”
Daisy huffs as she leans into her, looking as happy as ever.
“I think that’s a yes,” I say with a grin. “I’ll get the saddles.”
A little while later, we’re both trotting through the field on the horses. I’m riding a huge black stallion named Whiskey, following Chloe and Daisy while they trample the purple wildflowers in the valley.
Her brown hair is flying in the wind as her sexy round ass bounces in the saddle. It makes my dick hard to picture her spread pussy bouncing up and down on the old leather.
I get Whiskey to speed up and run alongside her so I can get a glimpse of her big tits bouncing around.
Could she be any more perfect?
“Who’s that?” she asks, slowing down as she points to the forest in the distance.
It hurts to peel my eyes off her, but I do. Cash is shirtless and zipping up his jeans. He’s coming in from letting his bear wander in the woods.
“That’s my younger brother, Cash. We can meet him later.”
“No, let’s go say hi now.”
“Bu—”
She just takes off on the white horse and I grin and catch up.
“Another mate?” Cash says when we trot up to him. “Man, my brothers are dropping like flies.”
His eyes are on her, but my blood isn’t boiling as if it were some random guy checking her out. Cash is my brother and shifters wouldn’t even think of going there with their bros. It’s like me with Kinsley. I look at her like a sister and that’s it. I know that’s how Cash is looking at my mate right now.
“It’s nice to meet you, Cash. I’m Chloe.”
“I’ve heard all about you,” he says with a grin.
She looks confused. “I don’t think that’s me. I just met your brother in town.”
Cash shakes his head. “No, it’s you. I’ve been hearing about you since the day Everett got his first pube. He’s been talking non-stop about his mate.”
She looks over at me with her cheeks blushing.
I nibble on my bottom lip as I turn away. God, does he have to make me look so pathetic? I guess that’s what brothers are for.
“You guys up for drinks later?” Cash asks. “Maybe I can finally find my mate too.”
“No, we’re not g—”
“We’d love to!” Chloe says with a big excited smile on her face.
She looks too thrilled to say no. All I want to do is make her happy so I agree.
“Are you sure you want to go out drinking with my brothers?” I ask when we’re galloping away from Cash.
She gives me a smile that lights up her eyes. “I want to get to know every part of your life. If I am in fact your mate.”
With a wink and a sly grin, she gallops off leaving me in her dust.
I grin as I get Whiskey moving.
Good thing I don’t mind a chase.
I just can’t wait for what I’m going to do when I catch her.
“I don’t have my bathing suit with me,” Chloe says as she nervously fidgets with the bottom of her shirt.
We’ve arrived at the lake on our ranch. It’s a private oasis surrounded by tall pine trees and a sandy beach along one side. The water is up to our ankles and it’s nice and warm. Perfect for a mid-afternoon skinny-dip with a mate.
“There are no bathing suits required on my ranch,” I say as I grab the bottom of my shirt. I peel it off in one quick movement and throw it onto the shore.
She looks excited, but nervous.
I glance down at her shirt, wanting to rip it to shreds. She’s hesitating. She’s clearly uncomfortable with her pink cheeks and the way she keeps shaking out her hands.
Her eyes follow me as I walk back onto the shore. I slowly take my belt off and then unzip my jeans. Her breath quickens as she watches with wide hazel eyes.
“Mates don’t need bathing suits,” I say as I yank everything down. My cock is already hardening. Just having her eyes on it is enough to do it for me.
I step out of my jeans and toss them next to my shirt.
“Wow,” she whispers under her breath as she looks at my naked body.
My hungry gaze is narrowed on her and she lets out a whimper when she looks up and meets my eyes.
“Now it’s your turn. Take it all off.”
Chapter Six
Chloe
I’m literally shaking as I walk back onto the sand.
And not with desire.
I’m shaking with nerves. With shame.
This sexy-beyond-belief grizzly bear shifter is waiting for me to strip naked.
With no lights to turn off. With no sheets to hide under.
We’re in broad daylight here.
There’s no freaking way.
Especially with him looking like a perfect ten with his hard body and beautiful cock. He’s standing by the water, looking like the Greek god of lakes.
This is so unfair.
We’re so not even in the same league.
Why couldn’t I have just worked out every day like I had planned? Why couldn’t I have gotten up at five to go to yoga? And why the hell does ice cream have to taste so damn good?
There’s a heaviness in my stomach and a tightness in my muscles that are getting worse with every slow second that ticks by.
He crosses his arms over his massive chest as his hungry eyes narrow on me.
“Don’t make me come over there and rip them off,” he says in a low voice that’s now closer to a growl. The thought of him ripping off my clothes seems to turn him on because his semi-hard cock becomes an all-the-way-hard cock.
My breath catches in my throat as I look down at it. That was in my mouth. I lick my lips and let out an involuntary moan when I remember how good and warm it felt when it was cumming all over my tongue.
The deep throb between my legs is back, joining the fight against my reluctant mind. My pussy is all for stripping naked. It wants to be out. It wants to be freed. It wants to devour Everett whole.
But I can’t. My stomach isn’t rock hard like I’m sure the girls he’s used to are. My ass is soft and my thighs are thick. He won’t like it once he sees it. I’m sure of it.
“Alright,” he growls as he steps forward, his thick calves splashing the water. “Then I’ll rip them off.”
“No!” I say as I step back.
He halts, looking crushed.
“I want to,” I say with my cheeks burning. “It’s just…”
He stands there, waiting for me. How could he not know what this is about?
“I’m just a bit… self-conscious.”
Now he looks even more confused.
“About my… body.”
He runs his hand through his hair as his eyes drop to my body. A warm shiver ripples through me as his eyes roam all over my curves.
I’m staring at his eyes, trying to see what he’s thinking, but all I can see is hunger, desire, need, lust, love, thirst. All good things.
Nothing like I was afraid I was going to see.
“You. Are. Fucking. Beautiful.”
His words are firm. Dominant. His voice is low and gritty and filled with all of the want and need that I’m feeling as well.
My body reacts in a strong way. It stirs and tingles, sending waves of heat to my wet pussy that’s now throbbing.
Everett wraps his big hand around his thick cock and starts stroking his length. My lips open but nothing comes out. Not breath. Not words. Nothing.
“I haven’t been able to tame this hard cock since I saw you,” he says as he starts slowly walking over. Delicious drops of pre-cum ooze out with every stroke and drip into the lake as he walks toward me like a pre
My heart is pounding as he walks right up to my trembling body and towers over me. There’s nothing but pure sex in his eyes as he looks down at my tits.
“I’ve been dreaming of these sweet tits for my entire life, honeypot. Don’t make me wait any longer. It’s killing me to see them covered up.”
I swallow hard as I watch his pained face. It looks like he’s in actual physical pain.
“It’s not my fault you can’t see their beauty,” he says with a wince. “But I can. Let me love them like I’m meant to do.”
His hands reach up and my nipples harden and tingle as his big palms hover over them. His arms are flexed, his forearms tight. He’s holding himself back until I give him the word.
I know that when I do, he’s not going to stop. He’s going to go all the way. He won’t be able to hold himself back.
I don’t want him to.
My body reacts on its own, not caring that my mind is too self-conscious for this. My back arches and I let out a moan as I push my breasts into his hands.
“Goddamn,” he groans in a low gritty voice as he tightens his grip. His teeth are clenched, like it’s too hot for him to bare.
My nipples are so hard that they’re aching under his touch. He’s so fucking hot. It’s unreal. I still can’t get over it. I don’t think I ever will.
I slide my eyes down to his abs and then my hands follow. His stomach flexes as I run my fingertips over the hard ridges and down the deep valleys. I’m starting to feel lightheaded in a good way as I drag my hand down his pelvis and over his rough pubic hair.
“Yes,” he grunts as I wrap my hand around his hard cock. My pussy throbs as I stroke him up and down.
“I can smell your honey down there, honeypot,” he growls. His right hand starts to move lower. “Your pussy is wet for me even if you don’t want to admit it. It wants my cock. It wants my tongue.”
My body tenses and I suck my stomach in as he slides his hand down over my belly.
“It wants my hand.”
“Oh, gawd!” I cry out as his strong hand slides between my legs. I’ve never had a man touch there before and even though it’s over my jeans, it still almost makes me cum. My clit starts aching as he runs his hand back and forth over it, grinning down at me the entire time.
A low rumbling growl rolls out of him, and it takes me a second to realize that it’s his inner grizzly bear making that noise. I put my hand on his chest and feel the vibrations trembling through me. They heat up and rush straight to my core.
“Now are you going to let me take your clothes off or do I have to rip them off? Last warning.”
I look into his eyes as my whole body tingles. His hand is still cupping my pussy, making my legs tremble. I can see the desire in his eyes. I can see how much he needs me.
It’s almost as much as I need him.
He leans down and kisses my mouth with a deep intense kiss that has my toes curling in the sand.
“Let me see your beautiful body,” he whispers between kisses. “I’m a shifter and it’s my territory. Let me claim it.”
I look into his eyes—my face burning hot, my breath coming out in pants—and nod.
He doesn’t waste any time. He grabs the bottom of my shirt and is barking at me to put my hands up without giving me a second to spare.
I throw my hands in the air and he quickly pulls it off. My hair goes over my face as he tosses it onto the pile of his clothes and then quickly undoes my bra before I change my mind.
He takes it off and I try to cover my breasts, but his hands are impossibly fast and they grip my wrists, holding them away so he can get a good look.
Any self-consciousness that I had just melts away when I see the intensely hungry look in his eyes. He stares at me shamelessly and all I can do is stand there with my cheeks blushing.
“I always knew my mate would have gorgeous tits. Look at these… They’re fucking perfect.”
He drops to a knee, but he’s so big that his mouth comes right to the level of my breasts.
I gasp as his big hands and hot mouth descend on them, sucking and nibbling my aching nipples and kissing and caressing my tingling skin.
He wraps his big arms around my waist, holding me in place like he’s afraid I’m going to run away. Like I would ever run away from this. It feels way too good.
“You were afraid to show me this?” he says as he begins kissing a wet trail along the bottom curve of my breasts. “You have nothing to be self-conscious of. I love your curves. The bigger the better.”
His palms are on my ass and he slides his fingertips into my jeans, tugging them down as he starts kissing my stomach. My back stiffens and I tense up with a gasp until he stops and looks up at me.
“It’s okay, honeypot. Relax. I’m your man remember? I love every part of you unconditionally. These tits, this stomach, this pussy—it was all made for me. It’s exactly how I fantasized it would be like. I wouldn’t change a thing.”
I don’t know if it’s his hands or his words or his hot mouth leaving gentle kisses or the fact that we’re mates—but I let it all go. The insecurity. The self-consciousness. The shame.
I release it all.
It’s obvious that he’s loving my curves. He’s starting to make me see them in a new light.
He starts unbuttoning my jeans as he traces my belly button with his tongue. I grin as he glances up at my tits and then starts sucking them again like he can’t resist.
Once my zipper is down, he grips my jeans and underwear and pulls them down my legs with a deep groan.
His big hands grip my bare ass as he stares—so fucking close—at my exposed, naked, wet pussy.
He licks his lips as I quickly step out of my jeans. He’s not going to be able to hold himself back for long. That’s clearly visible by the crazed lustful look in his eyes.
“Your curvy body was made for fucking.”
My whole body aches at his dirty words.
He inhales deep and then closes his eyes like he’s smelling the most heavenly scent imaginable. “You smell so damn good, honeypot. This pussy is mine now, understand that? Don’t go thinking you can do whatever you want with it. It belongs to Everett Ridge.”
I’m about to answer, but he lunges forward and drags his tongue up my slit, making me cry out. His hands are squeezing my ass as he tongues my clit with little flicks that make me see stars.
My feet step further apart on their own, opening my legs to give him more access. He dips his head down and devours me. His hot tongue is everywhere. Swirling around my opening. Batting back and forth across my clit. Delving into my wet folds. Fucking ev-er-y-where.
His grip tightens on my ass and he pulls me against his face to get as much of me into his mouth as he can. I grab onto his round shoulders and hold on as he makes me forget everything. I have an IQ of zero right now. I couldn’t write my name on the test.
All I can focus on is his tongue and how it’s bringing me closer and closer to getting off.
My hips start writhing against him. I’m grinding my pussy against his mouth, spreading my juices all over his lips and chin. I want him to be covered in me.
I cum hard.
It thunders through me like an avalanche, picking up speed as it rips through my body. I’m digging my fingernails into his shoulders too hard, but I can’t stop. He keeps licking. He’s relentless. He’s too much. And he’s fucking mine.
My body is shaking when he finally pulls his mouth away. Little whimpers keep squeaking out of me as he wraps his arms around my thighs and holds me up. If it wasn’t for his strong arms, I’d be laying in the sand.
“Remember,” he says as he looks up at me. The lower half of his face is slick with my wetness. It’s such a turn-on to see such a hot man covered in my juices. “This pussy belongs to me now. I can fuck it when I want and how I want.”
I swallow hard when I see the fierce intention in his eyes.
“Be honest with me, honeypot. Are you on the pill?”
A short laugh bursts out of me. “No. I’ve never even had sex.”
“That was my second question,” he says as relief floods his tight face. It softens as he looks up at me with complete adoration. “So am I.”
“Bullshit!” It just shoots out of me. My cheeks start to heat up when I see the look on his face. “I mean… you’re so hot. And so good at what you just did.”
“I was waiting for my mate,” he says in a somber tone that tells me he’s very serious. “I didn’t want any pussy that wasn’t yours.”
“You’re telling me you’ve never—”
“Never!” he snaps. “I would never. You’re the only one for me, Chloe. The. Only. One.”
My chest starts to flutter as I watch his gorgeous face. He’s actually serious. I’m the only one for him.
“My dick was made for you, just like your pussy was made for me.” He looks back down at it and groans as he takes another long slow lick that has me standing on my toes and arching my back.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he growls. “With my bare cock.”
He releases me as he stands up.
Something snaps in me and I just run toward the lake with a grin on my face.
“You’ll have to catch me first.”
I splash through the water and dive in, smiling as the refreshing water covers my face and head. I swim a little deeper, until the water is up to my chest and then turn around.
My heart is pounding as I watch Everett walking slowly into the water, stroking that big cock with every step that he takes.
I gulp, knowing my virgin pussy won’t be very virgin for long.
Chapter Seven
Everett
My bear is snarling in my ear. He’s desperate for a chase.
But I make the fucker wait. This isn’t a quick screw that I want to rush through. I’m going to take my time as I claim my virgin mate’s tight cunt.
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