Rawlings

by Ally Summers

  She did that, and I went down on my knees, my heart pounding in my ears. I was having a hard time controlling myself, wanting to plunge into her wet softness already and take what was mine.

  She was mine. Completely.

  In that moment I knew she was the only one I ever wanted to be with. She was my true mate, and I was hers. I lowered myself between her legs. The scent of her arousal was divine. Her body shook as I peppered light kisses between her thighs, and when I finally lowered my lips on her clit, she let out a loud long moan.

  “Rawlings... Oh God…”

  I darted my tongue out and licked that sweet, swollen bud that was waiting for me. She was slippery wet, and I collected a few beads of her juices with my tongue. She was trembling under the intensity of pleasure I was giving her, her face a mask of ecstasy.

  I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked at it, first slowly, then a little faster, but I knew it wasn’t enough for her. It wasn’t even supposed to be. I wanted to tease her, to prolong her orgasm as much as possible. My hands holding her in place, I pleasured her with my tongue and lips, bringing her closer to the edge but never quite there.

  “Please… I need to come…”

  “No,” I growled into her pussy and pushed my fingers inside her, while keeping my tongue flicking slowly across her clit.

  “Rawlings!” She threw her head backward.

  I ran my other hand up her body and grabbed onto her hips. I felt her hands rush to my hair and she pulled gently as she started to roll her hips with me. I loved every second of it. Her legs wrapped tighter around my head and I pushed my fingers deeper inside of her. My face was soaked with her juices, her scent pervading me, and it made me so damn hard that I felt like I was going to explode any moment.

  “I’ll come if you keep doing that… Oh God… I’ll come…”

  I pulled away from her pussy, denying her a much-needed orgasm. She growled in protest.

  “No! I need to come! Please. Let me come.”

  “Shh,” I said as I moved up from in between her legs, my hands exploring her breasts and waist languidly. “I’ll let you come soon,” I said with a wink

  Her teeth sank into her lip. Her whole body was tense, her muscles rigid, telling me just how much she was desperate to come.

  I brought my hand back to her pussy and cupped it, putting a small pressure on her warm flesh. She breathed out in pleasure and rocked her hips, quietly begging me to touch her. I didn’t move my hand, watching her push her hips against my hand, more and more impatient for me to do anything, and goddamn, I could feel my cock soaking my briefs at how hot she was.

  “I like seeing you like this,” I told her in a low voice. “I like that you’re so desperate to come. If you could only see yourself… If you could only see how special you are…”

  I raised myself so I could give her another kiss, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, claiming her. Her taste permeated me, her tongue responding to mine all too well, and it sent shivers all through me. She was all I ever needed and much more. I could never get tired of how she felt when she was in my arms, under my lips and fingertips, around my cock. She was the most amazing girl I had ever met.

  I pushed my fingers down and circled her entrance, teasing her more.

  “I love making you moan,” I growled.

  “God… Rawlings…Yes… Please…”

  I chuckled, still denying her what she wanted. I moved my fingers around her clit and then around her entrance again, and I repeated this a couple more times, until she started to beg me and thrash against the bed.

  I plunged two fingers back inside, and she screamed, her whole body convulsing and shaking. I pushed my fingers up hitting her G-spot and pressed my thumb down on her clit. With my other hand I twisted her nipple in between my fingers, giving her sweet torture that almost led her to the edge before I pulled back again and commenced the whole torture again.

  “Please, please, please. Let me come, Rawlings. I need to come.”

  “Oh, you’ll come. You’ll come so good that it will be the best orgasm of your life.”

  “Jesus! Oh God… What are you doing? Ah!”

  “You can come now, babe,” I said. She fell apart seconds later with a scream, jolting when her orgasm hit her. It lasted longer than usual and I waited it out before I moved behind her.

  Her soaked pussy was perfectly exposed to me. I moved right behind her and thrust the vibrator into her pussy, eliciting another scream from her. She was too sensitive after the orgasm I just gave her. I began fucking her fast, reaching her breast with my other hand. Her pussy sloshed with her juices, her moans becoming louder, and I knew she was about to come again.

  This time I let her climax, not able to control my own need anymore. She screamed when the orgasm coursed through her and fell face down on the mattress, panting hard. I continued to thrust my hips inside her as her screams kept coming.

  “Yes!” She screamed, her pussy clenching around me tightly. “Fuck me, Rawlings. Please, fuck me hard.”

  I slapped her ass and started moving, drowning in the pleasure that flooded me. I followed the arch of her spine with my eyes, loving how her tiny waist continued into her curvy hips and big ass. Her juices were all over my cock and balls, dripping down her thighs and onto the sheets. As much as I wanted to continue I knew I was getting close to the edge as well, and I wanted to make sure she came with me when I did.

  “Fuck Jessa...” I whispered into her ear.

  I flipped her around so that she was on her back. Her glazed over eyes met mine, and for a few moments, her expression left me in daze. I was so in love with her. I moved in between her legs and leaned in to kiss her, addicted to her lips—addicted to her. She responded to me immediately, wounding her arms around my neck to pull me closer to her. I led my cock to her entrance without breaking our kiss and got inside of her, placing my arm under her back to press her against me.

  “Ah! You’re in so deep… Yes… Right there.”

  We moved together in sync, our bodies feeding on each other, and it was ecstasy stronger than anything. She met each thrust of my hips with her own, which sent my cock even deeper inside of her. I hit her cervix repeatedly, and she grew even wetter, her nails clawing at my skin.

  “Yes. Jessa, keep moving your hops just like that.”

  I stopped only to place her legs over my shoulders, entering her way, way deeper.

  “Shit. You’re in so deep,” she said as her pussy accommodated me. It felt perfect.

  “Just the way both of us like it.” I started moving fast, faster than before, losing my mind.

  “Yes… Fuck me, Jessa!”

  Damn, she was too hot. I moved so that my face hovered only inches above hers and stared back into her eyes as I took us both to the peak of our pleasure. Her walls gripped me, her nails digging into my back, and then she threw her head to the side and screamed. Fuck. So tight. My eyes shut as I drilled into her even faster, feeling the beginning of my orgasm.

  “Jessa!” I thrust into her one more time and spilled my load into her, an overwhelming pleasure claiming my whole body. He body shook underneath mine as she tipped over the edge into ecstasy. We came together our bodies shaking. When we were both finished I slammed my lips on hers and wrapped my arms around her small body, seeking her warmth. We remained that way until our breathing returned to normal.

  We moved so that she was lying next to me with her head placed in between my shoulder and my chest, enjoying the silence of our afterglow. She started drawing lazy circles over my chest. “That was amazing,” she whispered.

  “You’re amazing.”

  She raised her head to look at me. “Just like you. You’re so amazing.” She snuggled closer to me. “I can’t get enough of you. Thank you.”

  “Why are you thanking me?”

  “Because this night was amazing. I have never felt the way with anyone before.”

  I smiled at her words, wanting to never leave her side. She was mine, and I was h
ers.

  “You’re welcome, but this night is far from over,” I said, the promise of what was yet to come clear in my tone.

  15

  Jessa

  It was another cool morning up in the forest. I had to go back to work today, but it was still nice to get away with Rawlings, even if it was just for one night. The rain had cleared and the sun was shining, drying off the leaves and grass.

  We've been spending so much time together lately that I really hadn't had a chance to explore the town any further, so I made him promise me that the next night he would take me on a little walk around. Just so I could get my bearings a little bit better. Just knowing where the coffee shop, the grocery store, and a good Mexican restaurant were wasn't enough anymore. I was staying permanently. Hunter's Lake was my new home and I needed to start to treat it like one.

  I poured myself a hot cup of coffee while Rawlings was still snoring peacefully back in the bedroom. I grabbed a blanket off the couch and wrapped it around my shoulders as I walked out onto the porch. I sat down in one of the oversized chairs and thought back over the past couple weeks.

  When I left Denver I thought I was leaving all the drama behind, but I couldn't have been more wrong. Here in Hunter’s Lake everything was heightened. My desire for Rawlings, but also all the shifter drama, that I hadn't really expected. Back in Denver I lived in an area that there weren't a lot of shifters, even though there were a lot in the city itself, I just didn't hang out with a lot of them. I was still trying to learn the culture and all of their rituals and ways, and I had only ever seen Rawling shift once right in front of me. But I knew as I stayed in town I would see that more and more often. Part of me wondered if I hadn't seen it so much already because people were afraid.

  It seemed strange that I was actually safe because I was a human. None of the missing people were humans, they were all shifters, so it seemed like my lack of enhancement was actually protecting me more than the shifters could keep me safe. Even though I would never tell Rawlings that, I knew deep down that his bear was obsessed with keeping me safe.

  And part of me was okay with that. Sure I could be strong, but I kind of liked the fact that he wanted to protect me, and that was the first. Every other time that men had stepped in and tried to control parts of my life in my past I would break away as fast as possible. But not with Rawlings. I knew his intentions were pure.

  I was excited and nervous to see what would happen with him in the future. Would we become mates? Would he propose and our lives would change forever? Could I see myself with little cubs running around in a few years? Sitting in the same spot watching their fur hit the sunlight? I wasn't sure. I was in love, but I wasn't sure where this was going. Part of me knew that I was ready to commit, but we'd only known each other such a short amount of time and so much of that was shrouded in what was going on in town. Getting away and up to the cabin felt like a safety net. Where we could just be ourselves. I knew that he would find a way to get back on the case, but for now we could just have a moment of peace.

  I took another sip of my coffee and felt the warm go down my throat and into my stomach. I looked out over the beautiful scenery, pine trees and green foliage filled the view in front of me. But just beyond was a valley and I could see the mountain past it. But there was something else there. A hiker maybe? Someone walking through the woods. Their footfalls were so light that I couldn't hear them at all. And then they started running, towards the cabin.

  What if they needed help? I immediately started yelling for Rawlings.

  “Beau! Beau wake up!” I opened the door and yelled inside. I heard him practically fall out of the bed.

  “What's wrong? What's going on?”

  I pointed, “There's a man! He's kind of jogging towards us. What if he's a hiker!? Someone who's been taken?”

  Rawlings ran out through the door and stood protectively in front of me. Still just in his underwear from last night. His bones began to crack and fur began to sprout out of his body. His hands turn into claws and as his foot pads hit the ground the whole porch shook. The man stopped dead in his tracks.

  I yelled out to him, “He's just keeping me safe, what do you want? Are you lost?”

  The bear looked up at me and then bared his teeth at the other man. The man took a few steps closer, finally coming out of the shadows and that's when I realized something was very wrong. His mouth was sewn shut and his eyes glowed a deep red.

  Rawlings growled and roared at him. The man began to run in the opposite direction., faster than I had seen anyone run in my entire life. Within seconds he was completely out of sight and running down towards the valley.

  How could he move that fast?

  Rawlings shifted back into his human form and embraced me. He held me close to his skin which was still hot from the transformation.

  “What was that?” I asked still a little shaky.

  “I think that's exactly what we were afraid of. I think that's what happens when you use the stone on someone who's already a shifter.” He said coolly.

  “But his mouth Rawlings, why was his mouth sewn shut? It was horrible! Who would do that to someone else?”

  He looked out over the valley and said confidently, “Someone who wants to keep him under control.”

  About the Author

  Like a little mystery with your shifter sexy times?

  Read the first series of books, Undercover Bear

  Book 1: Undercover Tiger (Prequel to the series)

  Book 2: Undercover Bear- Harrison

  Book 3: Undercover Bear- Gavin

  Book 4: Undercover Bear- Grady

  Book 5: Undercover Bear- Shane

  Book 6: Undercover Bear- Logan

  Book 7: Undercover Bear- Marco