Naughty But Nice: A Bear Shifter Christmas Romance

by Mirajane

  I tried to scream again.

  This time I heard my voice. I heard my real, true voice.

  I was awake. I was in my own room. I was not there. I was not changing. I was fine. I had to believe this. I had to know that this was not really happening. It was just too terrifying to even entertain the idea. I had to convince myself of it.

  I’d started to scream, but luckily I woke up just in time to catch myself. Turning to my side, I could see Angie’s side of the bed empty. Rays of sunlight were now filling the room. It was morning.

  Last night was amazing. We had a wonderful dinner and then afterwards we made our way back to this house and had the most mind blowing sex I’d ever had. It was perfect.

  It was all so quick, but I knew I was in love. I had been in love with Angie since we were teenagers. And now we were together and it was beyond my wildest dreams. I wasn’t sure exactly how she felt, but I hoped that she would eventually come to love me the same way.

  Where was she? Had she gone?

  Checking my phone, I saw it was a quarter past seven in the morning. I felt like I hadn’t slept at all. It was weird. It was actually like I’d really been there in the dream. It had all happened. I felt every single bit of the transformation. It was out of control, just emanating out of me with no stop. And Angie would have been left alone there with a wild beast. Controlling myself as the bear was really difficult. It had been a while since I’d even changed. That was partly why it was so stressful for me.

  But it was just a dream. It was just a dream and it was never going to happen for real. I knew that.

  No. I didn’t really know that, and I was fooling myself if I said I did. It was a legitimate fear. I was worried subconsciously that this sort of thing might actually happen with her, when I was with Angie. Or, I was worried that she might take it poorly if I ever told her, if I ever showed her what I really was. That was too much to put on someone. She knew me as one thing, and now adding this to everything was something I wasn’t sure she would be able to deal with. I could hope. I knew her to be very strong of mind and very level-headed, but knowing this about someone could change everything, not just about how she would see me, but how she would view the entire world. By telling her what I was, I was telling her that she now had to be open minded to the fact that there were creatures in this world she could never truly understand. The supernatural was far closer to her than she would ever realize.

  The shower was running. Somehow it had escaped me as I slowly woke to the world around me. I did not intend to sleep this late. I was usually up earlier than that, but some beautiful little minx had really worn me out last night.

  I smiled every single time I thought about it. And as I was thinking about it, I realized that Angie was naked only about ten feet from me in the shower. I was still naked as well. And I now had a rock hard erection. It was time to give her a nice surprise.

  I stepped out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom. Upon reaching the door, I opened it ever so gently so that I did not alert Angie to my presence. The shower was nice and steamy. The mirror was fogged up.

  I opened the shower door and Angie greeted me with a smile. She looked amazing naked and wet. She looked down at my rock hard erection and smiled even wider as I stepped inside the shower.

  “Hey,” I said in her ear as I kissed the lobe.

  “Hey, yourself,” she replied bucking her ass against my stiffness.

  She tilted her head back towards me and I kissed her sweetly on the lips. I was growing even harder with my boner pressing against her tight, wet skin. I was nestled up against her cheeks, ready to penetrate her again.

  I bent her over slightly and found that sweet spot between her cheeks. She was already so wet. I could feel it instantly as the head of my cock spread her folds and I entered her deeply. She bent over all the way leaning against the wall right above the shower lever. The hot water was spraying down over her head as she looked down.

  Staring down myself, all I could see was her sweet ass cheeks pressed against me with my cock buried inside of her. I held onto her hips and pressed even tighter against her back walls. I was really too big for her, but somehow her tight pussy made it work beautifully. She wanted me that badly. She was such a wonderful, special girl.

  “You like that?” I asked, teasing her. I loved to talk dirty to her. She apparently enjoyed it as well because she always spoke back to me with some colorful replies.

  “Yeah, fuck that pussy. Make it yours, baby. Fuck… so good…”

  I was pumping in and out of her at a solid pace now. My cock sliced right through her, just shoving her tight walls out of the way. Her pussy opened up widely to accept me and then tightened again at the back as if purposely narrowing to massage my sensitive head.

  I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled on it a bit hard. She responded perfectly. “Yeah…punish me… I’ve been so wrong. Pull it harder…”

  I smiled and pulled her hair a bit harder, clenching it tightly to the roots almost. She moaned with a bit of pain and pleasure as I kept drilling her. I’d woken up with a boner that wouldn’t stop and I was almost there. I hadn’t noticed this at first with the remnants of the nightmare, but the moment I felt those urges I knew I had to have Angie again.

  Looking down to her beautiful ass, I could see that tight hole above my cock. I was filling her pussy up completely, but her asshole was a bit lonely it seemed to me. I wondered if she’d ever had anything kinky done to it.

  My finger found the hole and began to trace around it. I felt Angie’s body stiffen for a second and then loosen. I’d surprised her; that was all and it was over quickly.

  I brushed against her ass again with my finger, carefully tracing around the edge of that little starfish shaped hole. It was so perky and taboo looking, but cute and even a bit adorable in its way. It was forbidden… I’d been in the back door of several women. It was erotic and so much fun, a refreshing take on things. If you knew how to approach it and what you were doing to ensure maximum pleasure with no pain, anal could be a wonderful tool in the sexual arsenal.

  I poked my index finger into her asshole. It was soft and warm, stretchy, with a bit of moisture in it. She took in a sharp breath and then smiled delightfully. I was only in up to the first knuckle, but I took this as an invitation and I proceeded to insert the entire finger into her asshole. She leaned back into it. I made sure that I kept focusing on fucking that pussy with my rigid, hard cock. She was still riding me, bucking her hips back against me, but now treading a bit more carefully as I introduced this new thing into the mix.

  “Shit…that feels good,” she said.

  I began to fuck her asshole with my finger, probing inside of her, feeling the smoothness of her anal track. She was riding hard now, fucking both my cock and my finger, which I soon turned into two fingers. She moaned even louder now. I could sense that she was about to come soon.

  Using my fingers which were probing her ass, I pushed against her colon wall and pushed against my own cock on the other side in her sweet pussy. She began to buck and gasp wildly at this. I was getting fired up as well. She felt so good that I was about to come any moment. I knew it was coming…it was happening soon. I was almost there… oh, shit…

  “I’m coming!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. A second later I sprung my hot seed inside of her pussy.

  “Yes! All of it! I want it all!” she roared.

  I felt my ball sack tighten as I continued pumping this epic load into the woman of my dreams. I knew it in that moment that she meant the world to me. I’d always loved her, and then I’d wondered if it was some innocent crush, but now I was with her and I absolutely knew that this was the woman for me.

  I felt her body starting to lurch right then, almost convulsing as her eyes rolled back in her head and she tried to hang onto her sanity. But I could see and feel her entire being starting to have the most incredible orgasm. It was mind altering. Angie couldn’t even speak even though she was trying. She was gaspi
ng and trying to catch her breath, but it was just not working. I fucked her tightly, harder and harder even though I was completely spent. My cock was still hard inside of her tight, wet pussy that was gripping me and stroking me from top to bottom as the epic orgasm clamped down on my member. This created a vise-like tightness that I’d never felt before. It would have hurt, but her pussy was so soft. It was practically loving.

  I continued to jam my fingers in her asshole and press that extra button from there. I knew this was adding that little bit of something extra spicy to the routine and taking things up a notch. Meanwhile, my cock was still slamming into that amazing pussy.

  Suddenly, Angie stopped moving. She was frozen, but the look on her face was one of exquisite joy, and then she sighed and leaned against the side of the shower as the water continued to pour down upon us. I could see her breathing heavily, and hear her moans of soft pleasure. I was still moving in and out of her, but going slower now, just maintain a relaxing pace with her.

  I pulled my fingers out of her asshole and hugged her tightly against me while I fucked her softly, gently, and lovingly. I turned her face towards mine and kissed her sweetly.

  “You are so amazing,” I said.

  “I think you are amazing,” she replied.

  And I could see the love in her eyes just then, even if she didn’t fully believe it yet.

  She soon would.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Angie

  “You are down, right?”

  Heather was using her most persuasive voice. It was the same one that she used to use when she was trying to worm her way into a better test in school. She had a few of the male teachers wrapped completely around her finger. It was bizarre. Even a lot of the female teachers cut her slack. She had a silver tongue and was persuasive enough to be a used car salesperson.

  “I don’t know…my parents are really jonesing for that quality time together. I don’t want to disappoint them. I came back for this holiday just for them.”

  “Really? So going out with studly guys is part of that?” Jackie teased.

  I smiled and took a bite of my pizza. Jackie, Heather, Lori, and I were hanging out at Zack’s Pizzeria. I’d just spent the night at Tyler’s house and I was so excited that I could not resist telling them how amazing the night with him was. I didn’t plan on it, but when Lori asked me it just slipped out. I wished desperately that I could just cram it all back in.

  “That wasn’t planned at all. It just happened. And it is a nice little bonus to the trip,” I said trying to justify things.

  “Well, this is the same thing. We didn’t plan the trip to the Almine Ski Lodge, but it’s within driving distance and it sounds amazing. It will be just like it was back in high school. We used to do this at least once a year in high school. It was the biggest thing we did.”

  “I do remember,” I said. “But it’s already eleven. If we go there and we spend any time at all, it will be almost midnight by the time we get back.”

  Lori looked at me sarcastically. “Do you have something better to do? Or more like someone…”

  The girls laughed and gave each other high fives. They were really milking this for all it was worth.

  “We need details already,” Jackie said. “How big was it?”

  I gasped at her in shock. “Are you nuts? I would never tell you that.”

  “It was huge, right? What is it about nerdy guys that always have a huge one? It makes me wish I’d hooked up with those guys in high school before they became awesome.”

  “Right?” Heather asked.

  I shook my head. “What is wrong with you? Have you ladies no shame?”

  “No,” they said in unison.

  I chuckled and finished my last bite of pizza. I sighed. “Fine. I’ll go. But this trip had better be awesome. It isn’t going to be like last time where you kept ditching me to hang out with those Canadian guys.”

  “They were hot. Besides we were seventeen. We’ve all matured a lot since then,” Heather said.

  I knew that this was going to be a bad idea, but I figured what the hell. “Ok, let’s go home and pack really quickly. I think my parents still have all my ski stuff. If not, I’ll borrow my mom’s.”

  We finished up at the pizzeria and went home to prepare for this impromptu trip. I didn’t really feel like going anywhere, at least at first, but now I was really starting to get into it. I had hoped to spend some time with my parents and then maybe even some time late tonight with Tyler, but he hadn’t really contacted me since this morning. I guess that was fine. I would have felt weird if he was sending me cute love notes all day or something. We’d had one night and a morning together.

  But what a great time it had been. Damn. I was so dizzied after that second time around in the shower I was hardly able to see straight. It was out of this world. I never thought I could even feel that way. It was crazy.

  I’d been craving more of it all day. I got hot and bothered by it every single time I thought about it. Tyler’s touch, his gaze, his overall being next to me felt like the very thing that had been missing in my life. I hadn’t known for so long what I was searching for, but now it was there and I didn’t know how I would ever be able to go back to living without it. I needed him. I knew that now. Was I in love with him? Could such a thing happen that fast? I’d heard about love at first sight, but it surely was just a saying. People didn’t fall in love this fast in real life, did they?

  It was a lot to get my head around. But I was glad that my friends were happy for me. They could see that I was happier than I’d been when they first saw me. I felt like an entirely different person.

  An hour later we were on the road headed towards the ski resort we used to frequent. I remembered those old trips fondly. Our parents would actually let us go at sixteen on these weekend trips. We only did it once a year, but it was the biggest party of the year. And usually we’d be meeting a few of our friends from school who had told their parents they were staying overnight at one another’s house. This probably fooled no one and our parents went along with it. That was nice of them, but at the time we thought we were so damn clever. Stupid kids. And what was weird, was that sometimes I still felt like that same old stupid kid sometimes.

  But mostly right now I felt like a woman who had just came into some kind of a reawakening. I kept having visions of Tyler and me moving off together somewhere. We would go travelling around the world, leave our jobs and everything behind, and we wouldn’t even tell our families where we were going. No, we would just travel around together and the fun with us would never end. That would be the life. We would have no responsibilities, no commitments except to each other. And we would be happy and free.

  It was a nice dream. But I knew it was not very realistic. Even if we kept this thing going between us after this week, we would be seeing each other whenever we could, but the long distance thing would be strange. I’d never done that before and to the best of my knowledge from people I knew who had tried that, it just didn’t work. You missed each other too much and pretty soon that spark that came from being together ended up lost.

  We arrived at the ski resort about two and a half hours later. The car ride was mostly rocking out to nineties playlist and making fun of the cheesiness of the time. And of course the girls kept asking me about Tyler and I refused to give in. Nia had decided to tag along with us, even though she knew nothing about skiing, and she was the worst of all asking me about Tyler. She was utterly fascinated at his transformation. We’d showed her some old pics from Heather’s yearbook and Nia’s jaw fell on the floor. She couldn’t believe that was the same guy. I assured her it was and she kept spiking the conversation in the car ride with questions like, “Did you ever once consider sleeping with him back then?” and “Is he still a nice guy, or has he adopted some cool bad boy persona?”

  I did my best to answer the questions short and succinctly. I did not want to stoke the flames of their imaginations any more than I absolutely had to. I wa
s going to keep most of my feelings to myself. This thing with Tyler was just too new. It was too exciting and I had no way of knowing yet if this was really going to go anywhere, or if it was just for this week. But the not knowing was killing me.

  I wanted to have that talk with him. I needed to see if he was having the same feelings I was, or if this was just a fun chance to rekindle what might have been with an old friend from school. The way he looked at me though, the way he touched me really made me feel that this wasn’t the case anymore. I could feel that he wanted something more and that maybe he was afraid to approach me about this as well.

  It was tying my head in knots. I had enough issues just getting through the week with my family and avoiding running into anymore assholes. And now I had this stress of a possible new relationship. But it was very exciting. I kept thinking about the way he made sweet love to me. That was the closest to pure bliss I think I would ever be able to get. And he also showed me some of his kinky side, and I definitely wanted to get to know that a bit better. I’d never experimented with any kink before, and I made a mental note to do some research about it. I didn’t even know what sorts of things might actually be out there.

  We got unpacked, dressed in our gear, and hit the slopes as soon as we arrived. We didn’t have that much time and we damn sure weren’t going to waste a second, because unlike before, we were not going to be staying the weekend. We were there for the afternoon and then right back.

  It had been a while since I hit the slopes, but I found it came very naturally to me. The other ladies seemed like they’d kept their own skills nice and sharp. I used to be the fastest, but now they were all skiing rings around me. Oh, well. I had been involved in other things the past few years and skiing had fallen by the wayside.

  Nia went over to the beginner’s area where there was an instructor helping people who had never skied before. She seemed in great hands. The guy was a bit of a hunk. In fact, I think the other girls were a little bit jealous of the one on one time she was receiving with this guy. They were wishing that they were beginners.