by Jenika Snow
I roared slowly, low, and moved so she was now on her back, lying down. And when I tore her clothes from her body, her legs spread as she let out a gasp of aroused surprise, and my much bigger body lay between them. She stared at me with wide eyes, but I smelled her desire.
The hardness of my muscles felt incredible against her softness. I was just a man who wanted his female, a bear who wanted his mate. I trailed my lips along the side of her jaw and down to the erogenous spot right below her ear.
“You feel so good beneath me.”
“You feel so good on top of me.”
I panted. “I can’t stop, can’t even control myself around you anymore.”
“Don’t stop, Cason.”
I felt how wet she was for me, so ready to take me into her body. Our hips started moving as if they had a mind of their own, rubbing and thrusting against each other, making me hotter with need.
“I can feel your heat. God, it’s driving me insane with lust, driving my fucking bear to the edge.” My voice was nothing but a distorted growl.
I speared one of my hands into her hair while the other made slow work of moving down her body. When I started moving lower, her body shook with her need.
“Mena. Baby girl. You’re shaking, little bear.”
“I need you, Cason.”
And she’d have every part of me.
My cock could’ve ripped through my jeans for how badly I wanted her. I moved my callused fingers against her inner thigh. She started moving her hips, as if trying to get closer.
“I’ll take care of you, Mena. I’ll make you feel so fucking good.”
I slipped my hand between her legs and spread my fingers through her slick heat. “You have no idea how much I want to be inside you, to feel your body gripping me, bringing me closer to the ecstasy I know I can only have with you. Tell me where you want my fingers,” I murmured against her lips, my fingers on her pussy, but I need to hear her say the filthy words. I was tormenting both of us with this prolonged pleasure.
She stared at me with wide, almost scared eyes. “I want you to touch my…” She was silent for a second. “I want you to touch my pussy, Cason. I want your fingers deep inside of me.”
My whole body shook at those words, at knowing it took great courage for her to say that to me. “God, Mena. You have no idea how turned on I am right now, how you saying that makes me about to fucking come.”
She gasped when I ran my tongue along the shell of her ear. When my hand molded between her thighs fully, she arched her back and cried out.
“Fuck. You’re so hot and wet.” I licked her ear, moved the muscle along the inside of the shell, and a shiver worked through her. “You’re so ready for me, aren’t you, Mena? Your pretty pussy is soaking wet, primed for my big cock.”
Her answer was a moan.
My fingers were calloused from working manual labor, and I slid those roughened fingers along her swollen lower lips, teasing her. A fresh gush of moisture left her, and I bit my lip and tried not to get off right then and there. I needed her bared for me in every possible way.
Placing her hands on my chest, she gave a gentle push, and I reluctantly moved back. She controlled things, even if I wanted to tear the material off her body and have every single inch of her.
Only a second passed between us, and then she was gripping the hem of her shirt and lifting it above her head. Fuck. This was really happening. I was finally going to claim my mate. And then she was completely naked for me and I looked my fill, taking in her curves and creamy skin. The way her nipples were pink and hard made my mouth water.
I wanted more.
I knew right now I probably looked fierce. I felt that way.
“Now you,” she whispered, and I growled, my animal right there as I started undressing.
I was so fucking hard. The only way I’d ever even been able to get hard to jerk off before was when I thought about my mate, tried to picture her, imagined being with her in all the ways that mattered.
And the more she stared at me, the way her gaze moved across my tattoos, the way I knew that turned her on, had me getting stiffer.
My body flexed as I moved closer. I reached for her, bringing her body flush with mine and kissing her senseless. Our combined breathing was fast and labored, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I gripped her waist and pulled her up so she was straddling my hips now. I knew she could feel the definite outline of my erection pressed incessantly against her, as if it wanted to be let free.
“I’m going to take you on my bed, surrounded by my scent.”
“Take me there, Cason. I need you.”
I ran my tongue along every square inch of her exposed flesh I could reach. Goose bumps formed on her body, and she gripped onto my shoulders, pulling me closer.
I shifted on my feet, taking a step away so I could move my body lower, sliding a trail of wet kisses along her flesh until I knew my hot breath teased the skin right above her pussy. She stared at me as if riveted to the sight of what I did. I heard her hold her breath as I opened my mouth and moved my tongue closer to the part I knew ached for me. There she lay, completely naked, her legs spread, entirely submitting to me and my bear.
I loved this female from the moment I saw her, and I knew that love would only grow with each passing second.
“Fuck,” I said on a moan right before I covered her pussy with my mouth. Over and over, I dragged my tongue along her cleft, moving to her clit and circling the engorged bundle of nerves before sliding it down to press against the opening of her body.
She closed her eyes and arched her neck, baring her throat for me as if almost on instinct.
“You taste so fucking good.” I couldn’t stop myself from grunting out those words against her soaked flesh.
I flattened my tongue and ran it up and down her slit right before suctioning onto her clit and sucking hard. I scented her orgasm approaching, the smell like right before it was about to rain.
Fresh.
Clean.
Freeing.
A powerful orgasm was building inside her. I smelled it. Felt it. I brought her to the precipice and then slowed before it claimed her, wanting to prolong this even though I desperately wanted to feel her go over the edge because of me.
“God. Cason,” she moaned. “Please… don’t stop.”
“Never.” When my mouth latched onto her clit again, I started a sensuous rhythmic suctioning.
The fact that she thrashed her head back and forth told me I hit the sweet spot. And when I teased her pussy hole, slowly slipping my tongue inside, that’s when she surrendered to me.
I was relentless as I dragged out her pleasure. When the sensations became too much, she tried to push me away, I groaned in disappointment but gave her what she wanted. I’d never push her, never rush her. She controlled me, not the other way around.
In one fluid motion, I stood and kicked off my pants, fully got undressed, because I needed to be with her right here and now.
I stood there, Mena staring at me totally naked, taking in every part of me, and I grew proud and aroused at the scent of her quickening, thickening desire. And when I reached down and grabbed the long, thick jut of my cock in my palm, stroking the fucker and being obscene, I roared internally as her eyes widened and her mouth parted even more.
“Know what I want?”
She lifted her gaze from my dick and stared into my eyes, shaking her head even though I knew she was fully aware of what I desired.
“I want inside of you, Mena. I want to stretch you, claim that virgin cherry, know it’ll only ever be mine.” I took a step closer to her. “I want to stretch you out, make your pussy form to my shaft only.” I was breathing so hard and fast that my chest was rising frantically. “All I can think about is devouring you.”
I moved toward her, knowing in this instance I looked very much the animal I housed inside me. My tendons and muscles flexed and bunched as I moved with lethal precision toward my female. And then I didn’t stop myself from s
lipping my hands over her legs, splaying her inner thighs open for me, and I took in how gorgeous her pussy was.
“God, Mena,” I breathed and felt my bear start to take control. I knew my pupils were dilated with lust. “Do you know how much I want you?” I didn’t wait for her to respond as I took hold of my thick and long shaft once more, stroking it a few times, because I couldn’t stop myself, working myself up even more. She was panting as I brought the crown to the entrance of her body. “Watch, baby.”
The air sawed in and out of her as she watched what I was doing.
“I want you so fucking badly I can’t see straight, can’t even think.” I felt primal in this moment. “This is it. You’re fucking mine.”
Chapter Nine
Cason
The wet, hot flesh of Mena’s pussy sucked at the head of my cock. I gritted my teeth as I fed her more of my dick. She felt so fucking good that I knew I wouldn’t last.
“My first,” I gritted out. I wasn’t ashamed to admit I was a virgin, because I’d waited my entire life for her, for this moment.
Her eyes widened.
“That’s right, little bear,” I confirmed and pushed more of my cock into her. “You’re my first. You’re my last.” I was breathing hard, trying to suck air into my lungs. “There will never be anyone else for me. Never.”
When I looked at her, an expression of uninhibited desire was reflected back at me even through her discomfort. It was like learning I was a virgin too took most of the pain of her own virginity away. My mate, my female.
She stared at me with glossy, aroused-looking eyes, her hair tousled, and her mouth this lush, strawberry color.
I snapped my jaw closed after the bear in me roared out in triumph. I was finally having her. I’d finally give her my mark, one where everyone would know she was mine.
“That’s it, baby. Take all of me.” Breathing out the words, I continued to shove my shaft into her until I felt my balls brushing against the curve of her ass, sucking in a breath through my teeth at another squeeze of her inner muscles on my cock. I gripped her waist tighter, digging my claws into her supple, soft flesh. “You’re so hot and tight.” I could smell her sweet arousal and hear the little sounds of need she made. “I’m going to take care of you forever, baby girl. I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”
“Yes,” she groaned.
Bracing my knees apart caused her thighs to widen far. I pulled out slowly, feeling every ripple of her body contracting around me, and staring down at the tip of my dick lodged at her entry.
The restraint it was taking me to go slowly, to give her time to adjust to my penetration, was enough to make me go fucking mad. I was already partially shifted, trying to stay calm, stay human.
“Cason.”
I loved hearing her moan my name.
When I felt her pussy become wetter, more responsive, clenching around my length, I picked up my speed. My strokes were languid at first, but as I stared down at where we were connected, her thighs splayed open, I felt my control leave. I fucked her faster and harder.
Her breasts were beautiful, full, and tipped with rose-colored nipples. The tissue was tight, pointing straight up as if seeking my touch. I wanted to draw them into my mouth, suck on them until she came from the act alone. My imagination spurred me on, and I found myself pushing into her with faster, harder strokes. She didn’t tell me to stop. Instead, she urged me to give her more. Her breasts swayed with my thrusting, and her creamy skin became flushed. Already, her eyes were at half-mast.
“Mena,” I growled her name. “Watch me as I take you.”
When she opened her eyes and looked at me, I rewarded her and myself by fucking her harder, claiming her more powerfully.
“Touch yourself for me.” I wanted to see her get even more pleasure.
My mate.
So fucking beautiful.
I knew this was all new to her, but Mena brought her hands up to cup her breasts.
Fuck.
“Yeah, that’s right, baby.”
“Oh, God.” She opened her mouth and moaned. “I’m… going…” She closed her eyes. “I’m going to come soon.”
“Give it to me, Mena.”
“Yes,” she moaned and cupped her tits harder, rubbing her fingers over the tight nipples.
“I’m so close, baby.” I needed to hear her cry out my name, needed to feel her pussy clench around me hard, almost painfully, milking my shaft until I came inside her. Throwing my hips at her harder, faster, the wet, almost erotic and sloppy sounds of fucking her filled my head. Sweat made a slow trickle down my spine, down my temples. I slid my hand down her belly, over her curved hips, and ran my thumb along her swollen clit. Just that small touch had her back arching and her thighs clamping tightly around me as she came for me.
“Oh, God!”
I didn’t relent on rubbing her clit or pumping my cock into her. Her tender flesh rippled around my length, squeezing me, milking me. A groan ripped from me as my orgasm approached.
“Fuck. Mena!” I roared out. I rubbed her clit faster, adding a little more pressure as I pumped my cock into her once, twice, and stilled on the third stroke. “Dammit.” My voice was hoarse, my bear right on the edge, right at the surface. “Christ.” I came so hard I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. I couldn’t even see.
My canines elongated even farther, and I pulled back to stare at the column of her neck, followed the path to her shoulder, and felt my mouth water. “I need to mark you, Mena baby. I need that wound on you, those puncture marks so I can see it and know you’re mine.” I looked into her face. “So every fucking male knows you’re mine and stays away or they’ll be met with my wrath.”
She looked at me with big, blue eyes, licked her lips, and nodded. “Give it to me, Cason. I’ve never needed anything like I need your mark.”
My bear really broke free then. My body got bigger, my form wavering as I lost it. I leaned forward to claim my female. I opened my mouth wide, saliva pooling on my tongue and teeth as I stared at her alabaster skin. I pierced her shoulder, let my saliva mix with her blood, go into her veins. I heard her gasp, felt her dig her nails into my arms, pulling me closer. With my mouth still at her throat, I thrust in and out of her, growling. Only after I felt her pussy quiver around my shaft once more did I pull back.
I licked the small puncture wounds, tasted the metallic, sweet flavor of her blood coating my tongue. The world around me faded. Her nails still bit into my flesh, causing me to roar in approval.
I pulled back even more as she came once again. I watched her come, watched the eruption of euphoria cover her face. “Fuck. Yes.” I hissed those words under my breath, closed my eyes, and heaved in completion as I pumped my cum deep within her. I collapsed on top of her, making sure to brace my weight on my elbows.
Heavy pants came out of her and coasted against my neck.
“Damn, Mena. Fuck.”
“God. That was… Cason.”
Yeah, it sure as fuck was.
Kissing her temple, I pulled out of her with a groan of disappointment. I wanted to be inside her all night long.
I leaned back and enjoyed the sight of her lying there. She was in the center of my bed, her glorious nude body flushed, dots of perspiration covering her curvy form. Her eyes were closed, and I had to control myself not to bury my face between her thighs, lick her pussy until she came all over my mouth.
I could have sat there all night and just stared at her, told her to spread wider for me so I could stare at her pretty cunt, see how wet she still was for me, watch as my seed slipped out of her tight no-longer-virgin hole.
Does she know she could bring me to my very knees? Does Mena know I’ll do anything for her?
I moved next to her again, wrapped my arms around her body, and pulled her close. She smelled good, a mixture of her sweet scent and mine. The knowledge I’d given her my mark caused this possessive need in me, this living entity.
I lifted my hand, unable to st
op myself from running my fingers over the underside of one of the firm, soft mounds of her breasts. A hum of approval left her; a growl of pleasure came from my chest. My cock was hard and aching to be inside her pussy once more.
She moved closer to me, her ass coming in contact with my dick. She hummed again. “I thought a man only had it in him once. Seems like you’re proving everyone wrong.”
The way she teased turned me on even more.
Fuck, I’d go all night with her, come over and over again. I had a lifetime worth of orgasms to give her, my balls filled with so much seed that all I wanted to do—all I would do—was pump it into her until she was filled with my cum, until she was pregnant because of it.
I pulled her closer to me, my cock rock-hard, my need insatiable. But right now, I’d let her rest, sleep.
But after she was rested… all bets were off. Her pussy would be sore, swollen, and covered in my cum.
“No going back, little bear. No going back ever. You’re mine.”
Chapter Ten
Mena
I felt the surge of power move through me, the mark on the side of my neck tingling, an exhilarating sensation consuming every single part of my body.
My cells, DNA, and bones. The very marrow deep inside them.
I looked over at Cason, my mate already shifted into his bear form. His dark eyes watched me, penetrated me, giving me encouragement even though he said nothing, didn’t even move. He was patient as he waited for me to do this in my own time. On my own terms.
My hands were shaking, my knees threatening to give out. I never felt such strength before, my inner animal pushing forward, making herself known, telling me she was going to finally take control for the first time in my life.
But it wouldn’t be for the last.
I could practically hear Cason’s voice in my head, urging me that I could do this, that I had the strength, the power. I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, closing my eyes and finally submitting, surrendering.
I let all my walls and boundaries down, just let my bear rise up, finally push forward, and gain supremacy. The feeling of her, of shifting for the very first time, wasn’t painful, but it was a little uncomfortable. The feel of my skin stretching and ripping, of my skin being replaced by fur, of my muscles getting bigger, my bones breaking and realigning… it was all strange and exciting.