The Clawed Squad: Stetson (The Bear Shifters of Clawed Ranch Book 1)

by Kim Fox

  “Me first,” she said, climbing to her knees with her hungry eyes on his dick. She reached out with her delicate hands and stroked the underside of his cock, making his body erupt in warm shivers. “It’s so big,” she groaned, staring at it with wide eyes.

  Before Stetson could answer she leaned down and dragged her warm velvety tongue along his thick length. His head rolled back as his mouth slacked open, enjoying the feel of her plump lips and firm tongue on his raging cock.

  She was making him weak in the knees the way she was stroking him with her firm grip and sucking him with her greedy little mouth.

  “Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth as she took him all the way into her mouth. He thrust his fingers into her hair and gripped her head, guiding her up and down along his length.

  It felt fucking amazing but he wanted a taste of her. The delicious scent of her arousal was killing him and he desperately needed her on his mouth.

  He lowered his back down onto the blanket as she lashed the tip of his cock with her skillful tongue. “Come here,” he grunted, reaching up and grabbing her thick waist in his hands. “Fair is fair.” He lifted her up and swung one of her legs over his head, lowering her warm pussy onto his waiting mouth in the sixty-nine position.

  She cried out loud as he brushed his ruthless tongue over her hard clit, up her wet folds, and finished the stroke off by plunging it into her succulent hole. She tasted even better than she smelled and Stetson went to work exploring every fold with his tongue and fingers.

  She stroked his cock harder as she grinded her sweetness on his hungry mouth. Stetson loved the feel of the insides of her supple and milky thighs squeezing his cheeks with every playful touch of his fingers and with every flick of his tongue on her clit.

  Kylee leaned up, her breaths becoming almost violent and her moans raging as hot as the blazing fire beside them. She had stopped sucking his cock, stopped stroking his length. Her head was lowered, her body tight, as Stetson worked hard to draw out the orgasm that was so close to being released inside of her.

  “Oh, Stetson,” she screamed, jerking her head back as she came on his mouth. He smiled as she rubbed her pussy on his chin, consumed in the orgasm that he brought out of her.

  Her chest was heaving out ragged breaths as she swung her leg back over his head and climbed over his throbbing cock. She gripped his shaft as she panted, her crazed eyes looking like a wild animal. “Fuck,” Stetson moaned as she dropped her hips down, guiding his tip into her silky channel.

  She was so tight. So fucking good.

  Her ample breasts swayed as she raised her hips up and down along his length, fucking him like a pro. He cupped her breasts, dragging his thumbs over her stiff nipples, wondering how he got so lucky.

  Her pussy clenched around his cock, squeezing it hard enough that it was about to make him come. “Fuck, Kylee,” he said, sliding his hands to her ass and gripping it, pulling her forward while thrusting his hips up into her. “I’m going to come.”

  She answered with a whimper and then a series of whines, looking like she was going to join him.

  “Come in me!” she ordered as she leaned forward, placing her palms on his hard abs and using it to fuck him even harder. “Come in me now!”

  Every muscle in Stetson’s body tightened as he gritted his teeth and thrust into her as hard as he could, releasing his seed deep inside of her warm pussy.

  “Oh God!” she screamed, coming on his throbbing cock. She collapsed into his waiting arms and he held her tight as their orgasms ripped through them, consuming them completely in violent waves of blissful heat.

  The waves slowly dissipated, leaving them breathing heavily in each other’s arms as exhaustion overtook them.

  It was over too fast. Stetson would have liked it to have lasted for days.

  But there was something in the way that Kylee was looking at him with those warm brown eyes and the hint of a smile on her sleepy lips that said it wasn’t over. This was only the beginning.

  He pulled her in close and she rested her hot cheek on his chest, stroking his abs lazily with her fingers. Stetson laid there listening to the soothing sound of her heartbeat mixed with the crackling of the fire.

  Her warm breath tickled his skin with every breath that she took and he realized that she may be the one. His inner bear was calm and content with her by his side and he couldn’t help but admit that her body felt perfect in his arms.

  He threaded his hands through her wavy hair, stroking her to sleep as he stared up at the billions of bright stars in the sky. Her fingers went limp on his stomach as her breathing slowed to a peaceful rhythm that was only found in deep sleep.

  Stetson never thought that he was mate material. He never thought that he was good enough. But in that moment with this beauty by his side, he vowed that if he wasn’t mate material, he would work on himself until he was. Kylee made him want to be a better man. He wanted to be worthy of her because he didn’t ever want to let her go. Ever.

  When the fire died down and the wind grew cold, Stetson scooped her up in his strong arms and brought her to his cabin.

  Where she belonged.

  seven

  Kylee opened her eyes and smiled, taking a deep breath of the intoxicatingly arousing scent of Stetson that was still lingering on the crisp bed sheets. The indent of his head was still molded into his pillow but the sexy bear shifter who rocked her world last night was nowhere to be seen.

  She held the blankets to her chest, she was naked after all, and sat up in his bed. “It’s so cute,” she said, looking around the inside of his cabin. She had been dying to see what the little log cabins looked like inside.

  It was simple and clean with hardly any decorations beyond the wooden picture frames with the original stock images still in them hanging on the wall. Kylee couldn’t help but picture how her stuff would look in here. It would really make it nice. Her framed owl painting would look great over the small table and her red throw pillows would really make the sofa pop and add a splash of color to the main room. Easy there Sheriff Speedy. It’s been one date. If you could call that a date, which she guessed that she could since it ended in sex.

  Not just sex; it was toe-curling, heart-pounding, swear-word-screaming, wake-up-half-the-fucking-forest sex. It was amazing.

  Kylee had never been with a man as physically large as Stetson and it was such a turn on. She loved touching him. His massive chest which was hard as a rock, his thick tattooed arms that were so round she could barely hold on to, and of course his Redwood-sized cock. She moaned as she squeezed her thighs together, still feeling the sweet soreness from it.

  She couldn’t remember getting from the campfire to the cabin. Stetson must have carried me. She had passed out after the sex like the man usually did. It had felt like she was hit with half a dozen tranquilizer darts. I guess that’s what happens with multiple orgasms. She never had them before last night.

  Kylee crawled over the soft sheets and peeked out the window when she heard laughing voices outside. The boys were all up and looking fresh and energetic, even though it was still early in the morning. It’s like a woman’s fantasy camp. All of them were walking around shirtless with more muscles than a seafood restaurant. All of these abs and me without a wide angle optical image camera with stabilized zoom. She giggled. These guys would make a great calendar.

  A little moan escaped from her throat when she saw her Mr. November, Stetson, at the little outdoor kitchen, cooking up some breakfast. She sat there on his bed and watched him for a moment with a smile on her lips and lust in her eyes. His brown hair was a mess but it looked really good all sexy and shaggy like that. She bit her lip as she pictured running her hands through it.

  Then let’s go do it. Kylee jumped out of bed and grabbed her clothes off the night table. Stetson had brought them in and folded them nicely with a little daisy lying on top of her shirt. She put them on, tucked the daisy into her hair, checked herself in the mirror, and went outside.


  Thorn was the first one to walk past her. “Good morning, Sheriff,” he said with a polite nod.

  “Hi,” she said, shyly. She could strut into this place with all of the confidence in the world, pulling up in her police cruiser with her uniform on, but this morning was a little different. She was coming out, not as the Sheriff, but as a potential girlfriend of one of their best friends. And that made her a little nervous.

  “Finally,” Royal said, holding his stomach dramatically. “She’s up. Can we eat now?”

  Stetson flashed him a fierce look that had Royal all of a sudden remembering something that he had to urgently take care of on the opposite side of the camp.

  Slate was picking up their dirty glasses and the empty bottle of wine that they had left out overnight by the campfire. “What went on here last night?” he asked with a playful grin as he carried them to the outdoor kitchen. “If I knew there was going to be a party I wouldn’t have gone to bed so early.”

  “You weren’t invited,” Stetson answered in his deep, sexy voice. He caught Kylee’s eye and threw her a little wink.

  Slate stuck his nose in the air and frowned. “I wouldn’t have gone anyway,” he answered. “Karl and I had our own party and it was way cooler than yours.”

  “Our Scrabble game?” Karl asked with his nose crinkled up. Kylee giggled.

  “Yup!” Slate said with a nod. “It was off the hook!”

  Karl narrowed his eyes on him. “You flipped the board and called me an ‘asshole’ after only three moves.”

  Slate frowned. “You took my triple word square,” he muttered to himself. “What was I supposed to do?”

  It was a gorgeous day with the sun shining and a nice breeze to cool everything off. The birds were singing their Montana songs and the mouth-watering smell of smoky bacon mixed with freshly baked bread had Kylee’s stomach grumbling in anticipation.

  “What’s cooking good looking?” she asked, walking up close to Stetson.

  He looked down at her with his bright green eyes and smiled. “I wasn’t sure what you liked so I’m cooking one of everything.”

  “Seriously?” she asked with a giggle.

  A slow smiled crept across her flushing face as he pulled out several bowls of cut fruit, two trays of muffins and a large platter of stacked pancakes.

  Stetson wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. “The apple cinnamon bread will be ready in a few minutes and the bacon is almost done. How do you take your eggs?”

  “Geez,” she said, staring at all of the food in shock. “You didn’t have to make all of this.”

  “Yes, he did!” Karl called out from behind her. “It’s his turn to cook and nobody bakes like Stets. He’s like a hundred grandmothers rolled into one.”

  “If your grandmother could punch through a brick wall,” Tyler said from a chair by the fire.

  “And scare children,” Slate added.

  Karl chuckled. “And break every chair that she sat on.”

  Stetson looked up from the frying pan with a frown. “I guess none of you are hungry.”

  That got their attention and fast. Kylee giggled as they all took it back.

  “If your grandmother was a saint,” Tyler corrected.

  “And cooked the shit out of blueberry muffins,” Slate added.

  “That’s better,” Stetson grunted, turning off the burner on the oven and grabbing his spatula. He glanced down at Kylee and smirked. “What are you laughing at?”

  Her cheeks flushed red and she smiled. “Nothing. Grandma.”

  Stetson smacked her ass playfully with the spatula. “Go grab a seat by the fire,” he said. “I’ll bring you some coffee.”

  “Thanks,” she said, feeling giddy. “Little bit of milk, little bit of sugar.”

  Stetson smiled. “You got it.”

  She was beaming inside as she walked over to the campfire. There were a bunch of empty chairs around it with Tyler and Thorn sitting there drinking coffee and relaxing. Slate, Karl, and Royal walked over as she approached.

  “See that?” Slate said to the boys. “Looks like we have Stetson on our team now!”

  Karl gave him a high five. “Go team, mates!”

  Did he say teammates or team mates? She didn’t understand what either of them meant, whatever he said.

  Thorn flashed the twins a warning look as Slate pointed at Royal and laughed. “Looks like you’re all by yourself now, Royal.”

  Royal huffed as he got up with his nostrils flaring. He didn’t look happy.

  “Don’t worry,” Karl called out to him as he stormed away. “We’ll find you a nice princess to mate with. We’ll start collecting frogs at the lake for you to kiss. Hey, you never know!”

  Royal marched off into the forest, shaking his head angrily. A loud skin crawling rip tore through the camp after he had disappeared. All eyes around the campfire turned to Kylee as they waited for her reaction.

  Thankfully, Stetson took the spotlight off her when he walked over. “Here you go,” he said, handing her a hot mug of steaming coffee. “One coffee. Little bit of milk, little bit of sugar. And a bowl of strawberries.”

  She thanked him, feeling her cheeks flush as she took it.

  “I didn’t get strawberries,” Slate complained.

  “You have hairy legs,” Tyler said. “She doesn’t.”

  Slate frowned as he looked down at his legs. “They’re still sexy,” he said with a shrug.

  Kylee laughed as she bit into a juicy strawberry and washed it down with her hot coffee. I can get used to this.

  Her friends would never believe her. She was surrounded by a group of hot muscular guys with less than a gram of body fat between the lot of them and she was being dotted on with a freshly cooked breakfast. It didn’t get better than this.

  “So, Kylee,” Slate said. “Do you have any hot friends for me?”

  “For you to harass?” she asked.

  “Yes,” he answered, nodding his head. “Among other things.”

  Kylee grinned. “I wouldn’t be much of a friend if I set them up with you now would I?”

  The boys all laughed, pointing at Slate who was staring at her with frowning eyes but with a smile on his lips.

  “I like this one,” Karl said. “Do you have a sister?”

  “Luckily for my sister who never existed, no.”

  The boys laughed again at her joke and Kylee glanced over her shoulder to look at Stetson who was still working in the kitchen. His massive chest was thrust out with a gleam in his eye. He looked proud that she was here with him.

  Stetson came over with the food and they all jumped in, throwing elbows and fighting for the best pieces. Kylee was a tough one and wasn’t a pushover at all. She gritted her teeth and dove in grabbing a couple muffins, some apple bread, bacon, and a couple of bumps to the forehead by some muscular arms.

  The breakfast was delicious and the company even better. She loved the camaraderie of the boys and the way that they constantly teased each other, making her laugh. It was over too soon and the guys were jumping up to get a start on the day.

  “Whose turn is it to do the dishes?” Thorn barked when they all scattered like mice.

  “Karl!” they all said at the same time, pointing to the twin who was staring at the mountain of dirty dishes.

  “What did you do in there, Stets?” Karl asked, looking horrified at the mountain of pots and pans that had batter, egg yoke, and grease caked onto them. “It looks like your polar bear was cooking breakfast.”

  Stetson just chuckled. “Have fun.”

  The rest of the boys laughed as they took off. Karl groaned as he shuffled over to the outdoor kitchen, finally leaving the two of them alone by the fire. Kylee smiled as the excited butterflies came fluttering back into her stomach.

  “What do you want to do today?” he asked. She had a few ideas that involved his trailer, his bed, and their clothes on the floor. “We can do anything that you want.”

  Kylee bit her bottom lip. She didn�
��t want to come off as a nymphomaniac. Especially before she even brushed her teeth.

  “There is one thing,” she said with a hint of nervousness in her voice. She wasn’t sure if she should ask it but she was dying to see. “I’d like to see your bear.”

  Stetson grimaced and turned away, rubbing his chin. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” he said with a tight voice.

  “Is it dangerous?” she asked, remembering the attacking bear from her vision. “Would he hurt me?”

  “Never,” Stetson said with an edge to his voice. “He’s just…”

  “What?” she asked, leaning forward and placing her hand on his arm.

  “He’s full of scars,” Stetson said, looking down at her hand. “I’m not ready to show you yet.”

  “That’s fine,” she said, squeezing his arm with her hand. “There’s no rush.”

  They finally decided to explore the ranch and hike up to the lake for a dip. She didn’t have her bathing suit but she didn’t mind. She could go in her bra and panties which were essentially the same thing anyway and it’s not like Stetson hadn’t seen what was under them already.

  It was a beautiful day and Kylee was having a great time with Stetson. He was the strong silent type but she loved being in his presence. She felt so safe and protected the way he would wrap his arm around her waist as she climbed down a rocky hill or the time when he lifted her up and carried her across the stream so that her shoes wouldn’t get wet.

  She was having so much fun that she called the office and took a vacation day. “But you never take a vacation day,” Loretta had said in shock. It was Kylee’s first one ever in the three years that she had been the Sheriff.

  She looked at Stetson and grinned. Something told her that she would be taking a lot more in the future.

  They spent the afternoon swimming in the warm crystal clear lake with their clothes on the shore, folded on a rock. Kylee was fixated on Stetson all day but there was nothing so appealing as seeing him shirtless and dripping wet as they lounged in the water, soaking up the late summer sun. It was the perfect afternoon and she had the perfect evening to go along with it.