Passion For the Bear (Series 1, 2, 3 Compilation): White Spirit Bear Romance: Shifter, Erotic Romance, Suspense, Paranormal, New Adult Romance (Shifters Book 5)

by Michelle Hart

  She leaned back into him, enjoying the feel of his body against hers. His naked skin, wet and pressed against her back. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her shoulder and moved slowly up her neck, using his tongue to trace the indention of her collarbone.

  Amanda turned her head to the side, giving him full access. She breathed deeply, causing her breasts to rise and fall. It didn’t go unnoticed.

  Dylan reached up with one hand and cupped her naked breast. She moaned softly at his touch. He teased her nipple into a tight bud and then ran his palm lightly over it. His rough hand only made it harder, sending a pulse through her body and right to her center.

  He ran his other hand down her belly and into her soft pubic hair. He traced the outer edges of her folds and she felt herself become like putty in his hands. She wanted this. She truly wanted it and she wanted it now.

  Dylan expertly ran a finger along her lips and she felt herself slick with desire for him. She’d never been touched like this and she took in every second of it like a person drinking from an oasis in the desert. She moaned softly as he teased her.

  He pressed his lips into her neck and gathered her flesh in his teeth. She moaned again at the sensation. She wanted nothing more than this.

  He worked his finger around her opening and used a foot to spread her legs apart. He slid in one finger and she inhaled sharply, her eyes shooting open. The pressure of him moving his finger against her wall sent her into a fit of delight. She wasn’t sure what to do with herself. He stroked her gently, moving his finger in a “come here” motion. She spread her legs further apart and he slid in a second finger.

  She gasped at the size of his fingers inside of her. She had only ever used a vibrator and a skinny one at that. She moaned in ecstasy as he began to stroke the wall of her heat more quickly and harder.

  Amanda felt him growing hard against her ass. She could feel his length pulse with desire every so often and she longed to touch it. She reached behind her and took him into her palm. He groaned at the first sensation of her hand on him. She’d thought that the pleasure he was bringing her with his fingers was the best thing he could have done, but the sound of him groaning and making a noise that she had elicited from him was even better.

  He pulled his hand away from her and reached to turn the shower off. She stepped out, grabbing both of their towels and she handed him his.

  Instead of drying himself off, he made her drop her towel. He used his to dry off her naked body, one part at a time. He dried her breasts and her neck and her hair. He dipped lower to her stomach and then kneeled as he had her spread her legs. Instead of drying her off down there, she watched as he pressed his forehead to her belly and kissed her abdomen.

  Oh God, she thought. She felt her knees grow weak and she wasn’t sure how long she could support herself in this position. His kisses grew lower and lower and then with his tongue, he parted her folds again, swirling the tip around in just the right spot. She inhaled sharply and bit her lip.

  He slid a finger inside of her and she grabbed his hair, holding on tight. He blew lightly on her pussy and the sensation of her wetness combined with the cool blast of air sent her into a tizzy.

  He pumped his finger in and out of her, rougher and rougher, until her legs started to shake. Then he stopped.

  She was disappointed, but he quickly picked her up like she weighed nothing and carried her to her bed when he gently laid her down. She looked up into his eyes and found the same softness there as she always had, though his eyes were almost black with desire. She felt that hers must look the same.

  Dylan slid his hand back between her legs and started to work her over. She opened her thighs to him and he slid his fingers back inside of her. Without hesitation he lowered his head to her heat and suddenly his mouth was on her.

  She moaned loudly. As he started to suck her lips and gesture with his finger inside of her, she felt the shaking coming back. She bucked her hips against the pressure of his mouth and his hand, feeling pressure build at her core. Her stomach contracted and her legs tightened.

  “Dylan,” she moaned.

  He looked up, almost breathless.

  “I want to make you cum,” he said.

  She leaned her head back and grasped for the covers, trying to find anything to hold onto. He put his head back between her legs and devoured her. He sucked and nibbled and swirled his tongue around her clit, over and over, until she felt she could take no more. He stopped for a moment to blow cool air over her heat. She could feel the trickle of her juices running out of her and down her ass. It was all she needed.

  He didn’t hesitate and must have felt it, too. He plunged his tongue deep inside of her and she felt her pleasure reach its peak. Her body rolled and contracted with feelings and sensations she wasn’t familiar with. Stars exploded behind her eyelids. She was shaking and felt her muscles contracting long after he had stopped.

  Dylan crawled on top of her.

  She spread her legs over his hips and he grabbed his cock, slowly pushing the head into her tight entrance. She gasped and leaned up.

  “Is it okay?” he asked. “If it’s not, we can stop right now.”

  Without hesitating she nodded her consent and he pushed forward slowly.

  “Just try to relax,” he whispered as he continued to push his way inside of her. As he filled her up, his eyes rolled back in his head.

  “You’re so goddamned tight,” he said, breathless.

  She gasped as the entirety of his length was in her. He shut his eyes and placed his palms on her abdomen and pushed her wall even tighter over his cock. He groaned.

  He slid slowly in and out a few times, getting her used to his size. It was more than she ever could have imagined. She couldn’t have held him if he’d been any bigger. With each delicious thrust, he touched her cervix, sending her body on a roller coaster of pleasure and pain.

  Dylan must have felt it too. He pressed down on her stomach with each thrust, causing her G-spot to swell with pressure. He groaned over and over again, each time hotter than the last to her. She loved the noises he was making. It made her feel powerful to make him feel so good. She wanted to feel him cumming inside of her. She wanted him to find his release.

  His thrusts were gaining in speed. It was like he couldn’t hold back. She felt him so deep inside of her, so hard inside of her, she didn’t want it to end. The pressure he put on her stomach made it all the more enjoyable. She could feel herself nearing her climax once more, but this time it felt different. She felt like she was going to lose complete control.

  Dylan thrusted harder and looked into her eyes.

  “Again, for me,” he got out between gasps for air.

  She could feel the pressure building at her core. She wanted to feel her orgasm with him inside of her. He pressed down more on her abdomen and her G-spot grew more sensitive.

  With only a few more thrusts, she felt herself cascading over the edge. This time, though, she felt liquid heat rushing out of her. It felt like all the pressure in her entire body was releasing. She could hear the wet slap of their skin together and it only encouraged her body even more.

  “Yes, oh God, yes,” Dylan was saying over and over. “That’s so hot.”

  He fucked her deeply and raised one of her legs over his shoulder. He held on tight and thrusted harder and faster.

  “I’m almost there,” he whispered.

  “I want to feel it, Dylan,” she said back.

  That was all it took.

  Dylan’s body convulsed. His abdominal muscles contracted over and over and she felt his cock pulsating inside of her. He groaned loudly and his body kept moving as though of its own volition. She felt the hot liquid filling her up.

  He collapsed beside her, both of them with a sheen of sweat lining their brows. Dylan reached immediately for her and brought her to his broad chest. She pressed her ear against him, listening to his heartbeat zipping along like a caged bird.

  She relaxed there and so d
id he. Dylan stroked her hair softly and planted a kiss there. She purred and struggled to be even closer to him than she already was.

  So this is what it feels like, she thought. That was amazing. She could get used to this. She marveled at the fact that it had only hurt a little bit. The overall thing that she remembered, though, was the sheer pleasure. She loved the way it had felt to move with Dylan—to move as one being. They were connected the entire time, both by mind and body. She basked in the afterglow.

  Dylan pulled his head away to look at her.

  “So it was good?” he asked, looking suddenly rather shy.

  “It was amazing,” she offered back with a huge grin that she couldn’t stop.

  “I wanted your first time to be good,” he said as he brushed some hair away from her glistening brow.

  “It was. It was completely amazing,” she said.

  Together, they relaxed on the bed, slowly drifting off into what would be the best sleep either of them had ever gotten.

  The End

  Passion for the Bear 2

  White Spirit Bear Romance

  By: Michelle Hart

  Prologue:

  Amanda and Dylan have now been together for two months. Amanda is still trying to get used to the fact that Dylan is not only a bear shifter, but is actually a rare white Spirit Kermode Bear.

  They’re getting ready to go on a ski vacation to Whistler Mountain and one day, during a very “steamy” session over the phone, Dylan tells Amanda that he loves her. Strangely Amanda does not reciprocate.

  On their ski trip, they encounter a mysterious man named Jase who is actually Dylan’s long lost brother and also a White Spirit Bear. They learn that there is a curse on the White Spirit Bears and that the only way to break it is for Jase and Dylan to reunite with their other lost brother. If they do not break the curse, the Spirit Bear will fade into extinction.

  But only one person knows where that brother is, and that person has been kidnapped by poachers. They set out to save Edgar, the shifter that has the information about Jase and Dylan’s brother.

  Finally Amanda must decide if she’s ready to tell Dylan that she’s in love with him. Will she tell him?

  Chapter 1

  Amanda sat on the bench seat in the bay window at her mom’s house. It had been a few months since her father had died and she had met Dylan in Mountain View.

  “So when do we get to meet this boy?” her mom asked as she walked into Amanda’s bedroom.

  “You’ll meet him,” Amanda answered. She smiled up at her mom and continued to paint her toenails.

  “Well, I was hoping to meet him before we all went to Vancouver, Amanda,” said her mom, a little bit miffed.

  Amanda pushed the blond hair out of her face.

  “He’ll be here tomorrow when we leave,” she said. “You’ll like him, mom. I’m sure.”

  “Oh, I don’t doubt that. I’m just glad that you’ve found someone.”

  Sometimes Amanda’s mother made comments like that. Comments that indicated that she thought maybe someone like Amanda, someone who was a little heavier, wasn’t going to find someone as easily as anyone else.

  Amanda tried not to give her a little bit of credit. Amanda hadn’t lost her virginity until two months ago when she’d started seeing Dylan. She’d had a lot of firsts on that solo trip to the mountains. Including meeting someone who could shift from human form into the form of a Kermode spirit bear.

  The first time Dylan had done it, Amanda had thought she was losing her mind. She hadn’t known what to do. It had been frightening, but if it hadn’t been for Dylan’s shifting abilities, they wouldn’t have gotten away from that nasty pack of black bears that were trying to take over Dylan’s family’s turf.

  It seemed like so long ago.

  She missed Dylan’s touch. She missed kissing his golden brown skin and running her hands through his shoulder length dark hair. She missed his strong features and his brown eyes. She missed everything about him.

  They texted constantly, of course. Amanda like it when the texts took a turn for sexy. She wasn’t entirely sure of herself in that arena, but Dylan was an excellent and patient teacher. He didn’t mind that she’d been a virgin their first time. He seemed to have really liked it, actually, and his enthusiasm hadn’t ended there.

  Amanda’s mom walked out of her bedroom and went back to preparing things for their trip to Vancouver and on to Whistler Mountain.

  Her family had a cabin up there. It was one of the most sought after ski resorts in the world. People like Sean Connery stayed there sometimes. It wasn’t uncommon at all to spot a celebrity on the slopes or in one of the restaurants. Amanda had brushed elbows with David Duchovny once.

  She still had a little bit of packing to do. She finished up painting her toenails and sat in the window seat with a book while she let her toenails dry.

  Her phone buzzed.

  Dylan: Hey, beautiful.

  Amanda: Hey, you.

  Dylan: Can’t wait for tomorrow.

  Amanda: Aren’t you nervous at all?

  Dylan: Nah. I’m sure your family is great.

  Amanda: Really?

  Dylan: I just want to see you.

  Amanda: I know. I want to see you, too.

  Dylan: I can’t wait to see you take off your ski suit and slip into the hot tub up there.

  Amanda: And what do you think will happen then?

  Dylan: I’d slide in with you and let you lean against me. Then I’d rub your shoulders until you were nice and relaxed. I’d run my fingers over the tops of your breasts and make your nipples harden. Then I’d slide a hand into your bottoms to see how turned on you were.

  Amanda: I’d turn around and show you how turned on I was.

  Amanda immediately felt stupid at her response. Everything he’d said was so sexy that she could feel herself getting wet just thinking about it. Of course, she got wet every time she thought about Dylan. Sometimes at the most inappropriate of times.

  Dylan: Where are you?

  Amanda: In my bedroom.

  Amanda’s phone began to ring. Her heart jumped when she saw that it was Dylan. She answered in a hushed tone, as though she might be caught.

  “Hello,” she whispered.

  “Hello,” he said, his voice barely above a groan.

  It did things to Amanda that she hadn’t experienced with anyone ever before. Everything was new with Dylan. She felt his voice vibrate through her and land right in her groin, sending pleasure radiating throughout her body.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, trying her very best to sound sexy.

  “Do you want me to describe what I’m doing to myself?” Dylan asked, his voice husky.

  Amanda drew in a breath sharply. She wanted to know exactly what he was doing to himself, and yes, she wanted to know about it in great detail.

  “Yes,” she breathed.

  “Only if when I’m done, you do exactly what I say,” he said.

  Amanda swallowed. She would do anything for Dylan.

  “Okay,” she agreed.

  “Okay,” he said. “Well, right now, I’m lying in my bed with my boxers pulled down around my knees. I’ve been thinking about my girl, you know? I keep thinking about how it feels when she puts her body against mine. I keep remembering what it felt like to slide into her that first time, and damn, it makes me so hard, Amanda.”

  She felt herself shiver when he mentioned her name. The details were delicious and she only wanted more of them.

  “Right now, I’m running my hand up and down my cock, teasing myself, because I know that even if I do come, it won’t be anything in comparison to the way it feels when it’s inside of her.”

  Amanda went weak in the knees.

  “You like that?” he asked. He must have heard her breathing.

  “I do,” she whispered.

  “Then I want you to do exactly what I say, okay?” Dylan said.

  “Okay,” she agreed.

  “Get your
vibrator,” he began. She did. “I want you to take your pants off and I want you to turn it on.” Amanda followed his every direction. “Now, lay down on it and run it up and down your thighs but don’t touch yourself with it yet. Run it over your nipples and run it along your lips, but don’t let it touch you. Keep going.”

  Amanda wanted nothing more than to feel the vibrations against that sweet spot inside of her or against her clit.

  “Please,” she said, finally.