Saved By Her Werebear Medic (Steamy Werebear Paramedic Doctor Paranormal Romance)

by Meghan Archer

  As I watched him smile, it felt like that sun had come out just to shine down on the two of us. My heart fluttered and I suddenly I began to appreciate just how good looking he was.

  “And,” I began, biting down on my lip, “I wouldn’t be opposed to showing you my appreciation.”

  “What do you mean?” he asked, but I was already slipping out from beneath the covers and kneeling at the edge of the bed in front of him.

  “You seem like a smart guy, Mr. Paramedic,” I said, grinning as my hands slid over his thighs, feeling the toned muscles bulging beneath his jeans. “You can probably figure it out.”

  I could hear him give an audible gulp as my fingers worked at his fly, pulling down his zipper as I looked up into his eyes. He looked so nervous, but as I slid my hand over the soft mound that hid beneath his boxers, I heard him moan approvingly.

  I worked his jeans off of his hips until they pooled around his feet, slowly working his flaccid dick until it began to stir from its hibernation. I couldn’t help but smile as his legs spread to allow me better access.

  “Ashley,” he whispered softly, his hips shifting as his cock grew, straining against the fabric that held it at bay. “I… you don’t have to do this.”

  “I want to,” I said, smiling up at him as I teased at his head, my nails trailing over the fabric where it bulged so perfectly. “You deserve a proper thank you for saving my life.”

  Maybe pre-werebear me wouldn’t have done this. But now that I knew I was different, I felt different, too. I felt vital, strong, and even horny. I wasn’t sure where that last part was coming from, exactly, but bears went into heat. Maybe I did now, too.

  I brushed my lips over his swollen shaft, kissing along its length to the sound of Cade’s gasps and moans. My free hand cupped his heavy balls, and I wondered how long it had been since a woman had touched them. He was so big, but even as I toyed with him through his underwear, I got the feeling that once unleashed from its prison, Cade’s dick would truly show its full length.

  Eagerly I slid my fingers beneath the elastic waistband of his boxers, pulling them down as I had his pants, slowly revealing the full glory of the werebear’s massive member.

  He wasn’t just long. He was thick, as well, packing a meaty rod that pulsed in time with his heartbeat. I bit my lip, wondering if I’d be able to handle the sheer girth of him with my mouth—but I was definitely willing to try.

  I slid my tongue up from the base of his cock, tasting the delicious saltiness of his skin. I breathed in the powerful scent of his musk, my heart quickening as it whispered to something deep and primal inside of me. I felt myself begin to slicken between my thighs, my pussy eager to get a taste of what my mouth was about to enjoy. That would be for another time, though.

  I wrapped my lips around Cade’s throbbing tip and began sucking him into my mouth. I was no amateur at giving head, but it had been a while since my last boyfriend, and none of the men before Cade had ever been so monstrously endowed.

  I slurped inch after inch between my lips, bobbing my head up and down until I could feel him sliding against the back of my throat. I’d never had a problem taking men deeper than other women could, and they seemed to always leave the happier for it, and I was determined to make Cade a very happy man that night.

  The more I sucked on him, the more I realize how much I loved the taste of him in my mouth, loved the way his dick felt against my tongue. I slid in all the way in, holding my breath before letting out a long, low moan right around his tip.

  The way he growled sent shivers through my body, electricity crackling up from the warm slickness that had begun to drip down my thighs. I’d never been so turned on in my life, and all I could think of was his warm seed gushing into my mouth.

  “That’s it,” I whispered catching my breath as I jerked his dick with my hand. “Just relax and let me do all the work.”

  I watched as he leaned back on his elbows on the bed, watching me as I stroked him nice and hard, popping his tip between my lips and sucking him like a lollipop.

  “I bet you don’t get this kind of a thank you when you save other women from their cars, do you?”

  He let out a shuddering moan, his eyes closed as he shook his head. I felt satisfied that no one had ever done something like this for him, had never thanked him in the most intimate way possible.

  As I stroked his dick, I began to feel that thick shaft swell, the pulse that made him throb quickening, signaling that he was almost ready. I smiled and wrapped his tip up in my lips again and bobbed up and down once more, my hand working his base as I lapped and sucked on his throbbing, purple tip.

  “Oh, God! I’m gonna cum!”

  Cade gasped and let out a deep, rumbling growl as his hips bucked. It took everything I had to keep my mouth around his cock as I felt the first hot burst of cum gushing up between my lips. I let out a moan as I felt another rope of his hot seed splash against my tongue.

  I lapped on his tip, tasting each expulsion of his essence coating my tongue. I eagerly slid him deep into my throat, delighting in the warm sensation of his cum gushing down it as I made him squirm out of control.

  My mouth slid from around his pulsating cock, still eagerly hoarding a mouthful of his seed. I gave him a grin as I looked him in the eye before swallowing his essence right in front of him.

  He gasped as he watched me, his mouth open and his eyes filled with satisfaction and desire.

  Smirking, I crawled up onto the bed beside him, running my tongue along my bottom lip to get a stray drop that had managed to escape. I trailed my fingers along his hips as I looked into his eyes.

  “So, how was that?” I asked, giggling as he simply stared up at me, speechless.

  “Wow,” he managed after almost five minutes as the two of us relaxed on his bed, my hands still sliding over his body. I’d managed to remove his shirt and had begun admiring the way his abs rippled beneath his skin.

  “You’re going to help me when the full moon comes?” I asked, wondering what would happen next. I looked down at my naked body. The scrapes and bruises that had only hours before been nearly fatal had all but disappeared. I didn’t even have any scars.

  “Of course I will,” Cade whispered, finally regaining his voice as he propped himself up onto his elbows again. “I won’t let you go through this alone.”

  I smiled and reached out the touch his face, feeling the soft stubble of his five o’clock shadow prickling my skin. I loved men with a little bit of a rugged look to them.

  “Thank you,” I whispered before leaning in and letting my lips brush ever-so-softly against his own.

  The month between then and the full moon was an interesting one. I had to explain to my sister and my mother why I hadn’t made it to my sister’s house and why my car was at the bottom of a ravine. Thankfully Cade helped to corroborate my lie, leaving out the part about turning me into a shapeshifter (not to mention being one himself) and the extent of my injuries.

  Cade turned out to be much more attentive than I had expected, visiting me at my house at least three times a week to coach me through the changes I had started to feel.

  My senses felt so sharp, more alert to the world around me than I had ever been in my life. I could smell someone from almost a mile away—and that wasn’t even the best part. The closer I got to the full moon, the stronger I began to feel, my body becoming toned and muscular without my so much as lifting a weight at the gym. But as the moon grew fuller, I also began to feel restless in more ways than one.

  As the last few days before the change arrived, Cade showed up at my doorstep with a duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He looked so handsome in his weather-beaten jacket and jeans that I had to fight every fiber of my being from jumping him right at the door.

  The closer I got to changing, the hornier I seemed to get, which had led to a great many nights with my hand between my legs, working a toy in and out until I came, screaming like a banshee in ecstasy. But something was different this ti
me. The moment I saw Cade, I felt an unspeakably strong pull toward him, the urge to tear both our clothes off and fuck right there in the yard. I never thought the animal inside of me would be so strong, especially not strong enough to practically dictate my sex life.

  “Ready to go?” Cade asked, smiling wide. I could see his truck in the driveway, beat up and covered in mud from the rugged mountain trails.

  “To the cabin? Already? I didn’t think the full moon was until Sunday. It’s only Friday.”

  “Well, yeah,” he said, shrugging off his bag onto my doorstep. “But I figured going up on a Friday would look less suspicious than just going Sunday. You can tell people you had a romantic weekend, or something?"

  “And am I going to have a romantic weekend?” I asked, biting on my lip as I began to feel Cade’s primal pull again. I wanted him so badly.

  “Yes, very romantic. A few nights up in the mountains before you change into a grizzly bear and romp around the woods. Heck, if the full moon were on Valentine’s Day, we’d be all set.”

  “You’re a jerk,” I said, unable to hide my smile. “I’ll go pack a few things.”

  It only took me less than ten minutes to pack, especially since I could forgo half of my wardrobe in favor of a few jeans and some old t-shirts. Going into the mountains in a tight skirt sounded appealing, especially where Cade was concerned, but it didn’t make much sense. Before Cade had time to get bored on my porch, I was ready to go and we were on our way up to his cabin.

  The ride up was brutal, and not because of how rough the trails got once we left the main road. Having to sit in a car next to Cade while he smelled so good was driving me insane.

  When we finally arrived at the cabin it was almost evening. As soon as we got out of the truck, Cade took a bag out from the back and pulled out what looked like a huge rack of ribs.

  “What’s that for? Dinner?” I asked, my stomach rumbling. I watched him handle the raw meat, licking my lips in anticipation.

  “Kind of,” Cade said. “It’s for Saturday night. You’re not going to be able to control yourself, so when you’re roaming around looking for something to eat, you’re going to chase after the trail I leave with these.”

  He smiled at me, as though I should find it clever—which it was—but the growing bear inside my mind only wanted a nice, big bite of those ribs.

  “I’ll be back in a few hours. I’ve already got something made for you inside to eat and you can head to bed. You probably shouldn’t wait up.”

  Great, I thought, growling to myself as I took my bag and went inside. A whole night alone while I’m the horniest I’ve ever been.

  I went inside and found a massive, rare steak in the oven waiting for me. I’d become rather partial to having my meat bloody, and Cade had made this one perfect. I almost forgave him as the grumbling in my stomach abated. Now only the restlessness between my thighs remained.

  Despite Cade’s advice, I couldn’t get to sleep. My thoughts always wandered back to how good it had felt to have him inside of my mouth. I could only hope now that I could get him that stick that glorious cock somewhere a little more satisfying.

  He didn’t get back until a quarter after midnight, walking in the door smelling like he was covered in dirt. I smelled him a whole ten minutes before he crossed the threshold, my pussy slickening the moment I caught his scent. I wasn’t going to let him get away from me.

  He opened the door, and before he could say a word I was on top of him, my body pressing against his, pushing him back against the door just after it swung shut again. I moaned for him, pressing my soft breasts against his rock-hard chest through my shirt.

  I raked my nails along his sides, clawing at his jacket before ripping it off his shoulders. God, I’d gotten strong. I pulled my shirt up and over my head, exposing my pert, perky breasts as I silently demanded he do the same. I could feel my panties soaking through, my heart racing as the animal in me demanded that I satisfy its urge to mate.

  Cade responded in kind, a stiff erection growing in between his thighs. He pressed it against my warm body through his jeans. A low growl rumbled from his throat, making me shudder with pure delight.

  I pawed at the denim, my fingers eagerly working on his button and zipper before I managed to get both his jeans and boxers off in one fell swoop, exposing his glorious cock. I marveled at it for a moment, biting on my bottom lip and wondering if I’d manage to fit him inside of my pussy like I’d done with my mouth. I was certainly going to try.

  “Fuck me,” I whined, taking his hand as I led him toward the bedroom. I needed him more than words could ever express, the driving primal urge to breed overtaking me. Cade followed, a grin lighting up that gorgeous face as I closed the door behind him, closing us off from the rest of the cabin.

  My body was on fire, my mind racing as I thought of all the ways I needed to feel Cade inside of my body, pumping himself in and out of my warm sex until he spilled his essence deep inside of me. My mouth watered at the prospect.

  “I need it,” I whimpered, crawling into the bed as I slipped out of my jeans. I knelt on all fours, looking into his deep brown eyes. He looked so good. Good enough to eat. “Please, Cade. I need it so bad!”

  He let out another growl, reaching out to run his fingers through my hair, but as he did he grabbed a handful and gently pulled my head up. His lips came down against mine, scalding hot on my skin—it felt like heaven.

  We kissed passionately, my arms wrapping around his shoulders as I pulled him onto the bed after me. I let out a desperate whine, my limbs shaking with my need of Cade’s incredible dick.

  To my surprise, Cade growled once more and grabbed hold of my black lace panties, ripping them off me as though they were made of paper and casting them aside. Normally I would have lamented the loss of a pair of panties, but the need to feel my werebear lover inside of me was too great. Nothing else meant anything to me.

  Our bodies pressed together, his cock resting against me, taunting me with its perfect girth. I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed him inside of me.

  I pulled away from him and knelt back down on all fours, my ass pressing against his hips. I looked at him over my shoulder, my mouth open as I began to pant, my need overtaking me. I could feel my juices trickling down my thighs, my pussy aching to be filled with Cade’s throbbing manhood.

  I could tell Cade had a similar need. He shoved the tip of his cock right against my tight opening and I let out a moan, my eyes closing as I braced myself for what was to come. He already felt so big against my slit, and fitting him inside would be no small feat.

  “Slow, please,” I whispered. “I want to feel every inch.”

  But even with his slow, gentle pushing, I knew that it would take a great deal of getting used to. His tip worked its way into my sopping pussy, slipping in and out until his shaft could easily follow.

  I threw my head back, crying out as he slid himself in and out of me, pushing me to the very limits of what I could withstand and loving every moment of it. I could feel the she-bear within me rumbling with satisfaction as Cade mounted me, taking me as his mate.

  “Oh, yes, Cade!” I cried, closing my eyes tight as he finally fit himself in all the way to his heavy balls. “It feels so good! Don’t stop!”

  I gripped the sheets as he began driving himself into me over and over, slowly at first, but soon with every thrust Cade’s hips smacked against my plump backside. I moaned as I felt his tip pressing deep inside of me, nearly breaching the limits that separated pleasure and pain, swirling them together in a delirious maelstrom of pure ecstasy.

  With every thrust I felt his shaft rubbing against my sensitive little g-spot, my body convulsing and writhing as he worked his throbbing cock deep within me. I pressed my face against the pillows, muffling my passionate screams. It felt so right. So good.

  As he fucked me, I slid my hand up to the aching nub of my clit, my fingers slipping and teasing at the throbbing little bud. It was so desperate for attention, and
I knew that if I gave it what it wanted, then I’d be cumming around Cade’s cock in a matter of minutes.

  I worked myself into a frenzy of heated, lustful cries, the animal within my body roaring out passionately with every thrust of Cade’s member. I could feel the pressure building between my hips, my body squirming to fit more of him inside of its tight confines.

  My climax built and built as our bodies worked in unison, pressing my ass back against his hips with each thrust, delighting in the sound of our bodies slamming together. I didn’t know it at the time, but if Cade had taken me this hard when I was human, I wouldn’t have survived.

  My thoughts blurred and part of me gave in to the beast inside of me, crying out as I looked back over my shoulder to watch my mate pistoning in and out of my tight, weeping channel.