by Ava Hunt
Her eyes scanned the book on the shelves, noting he liked many of the same authors as she did. She justified that this information somehow brought the two of them closer together. He also seemed to have an affinity for older poetry and she wondered if he could recite any. Every little picture and object helped give her a glimpse of the man that had laid next to her.
His dresser was filled with framed pictures of him in many different locales. It was nice to see that he liked travel seemingly as much as she one day hoped to do. His dark eyes looked back at her from all of them. One caught her eye because it had a pretty redhead smiling next to him, his arm wrapped possessively around her shoulder. Rue couldn’t help but wonder if that was his last submissive, her eyes held something that she found in her own.
Rue looked back over at the sleeping man and knew she was falling for him. Not only was he great in bed, but he seemed to read many of the same things she did. They would have much to talk about, if she could ever get him to open up. She pressed her body against his sleeping form. He radiated heat like a furnace and Rue was drawn to him in the chilled morning air. Every place where their bodies touched seemed to scorch her sensitive flesh.
After a moment, Rue got up. She had to get back to her apartment and get ready for work that she was sure she was late for. There were no clocks around so she pulled back the covers and got up as quietly as she could. She padded softly through the unfamiliar house finding the front room where her clothing was.
Rue pulled her dress down straight and grabbed her purse to fish out her phone. She found a cab service online and opened the door to get a street address. Reading the address on the mailbox, she walked back in out of the crisp air.
Micah was standing there with nothing on and morning wood. His arms were crossed in front of him and he told her to shut the phone. His eyes were as black as her dress and made her heart race a little faster. She shut the phone without a word and looked up at the advancing man.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"I've work today, I'll be back."
"No, you're not going to leave until we have this conversation. It should have happened last night."
"Alright, Micah." She said as she went back inside to take a place on the sofa.
He paced back and forth in front of her, looking for a way to somehow expose everything that was in him. To strip himself bare in front of her.
"Jade came to me from another Master who decided to go back to a vanilla lifestyle. She was devastated. She also was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. We played scene after scene, her body and spirit took everything I dished out to her, and yet it seemed she still ached for more. Jade made me question if I wasn't enough for someone, and then she changed."
Micah stopped pacing and sat beside Rue as he ran his hand through his hair and placed his hands in his lap afterward.
"Jade and I fell in love, slowly, over an entire year. She never said her safe word in all the time we were together. She was deeply introverted, and kept much to herself, but I never pried. Then one day I was going to collar her, make her mine forever. I'd waited so long to do it because I kept thinking she wasn't mind to have. We were away and I was fixing to place the collar around her neck and.... and then..."
Tears welled up in Micah's eyes as he stared at his hands. Palms up, he looked like he was holding something very heavy, something no one but he could see.
"And then she started hemorrhaging right there, looking up at me pleading 'Please' over and over again. It's why I despise the word today. They said she miscarried. I never knew she was pregnant. We lost her soon afterwards, from blood loss and infection. She died in my arms."
Rue recoiled in horror. No wonder he didn't want anything to do with love.
"Oh Micah I'm so, so sorry for your loss, I had no idea."
"I don't talk about it. You're the first I've told since it happened."
"Why, then. Why did you tell me."
Micah looked deep into her eyes, his still wet with his tears.
"Because Rue I'm fearing that I'm falling in love with you, too."
"I'm stunned. I didn't think you cared for anyone," she said meekly.
Micah cleared his throat. "There's one other thing. Something that no one else has known, not even Jade." He paused, breathed evenly, and tried to gauge her response. "I'm a bear shifter. I can shape shift from human to bear and back again. I've complete, well almost complete, control over it. I wanted you to know, wanted you to know all of me."
She walked over to him, and held him to her. "I suspected. The way you move, the possessive nature of you, and last night there were bits of fur that stuck out from your skin. My cousin was one, I've no fear of them. If anything...I'm more drawn to you because of it."
They embraced and kissed. His stubble rubbing the side of her face as her lips went over his mouth, cheeks, and eyelids. She wanted to drown out the sadness, and she knew the only time he forgot about the world was during sex.
She reached down and grabbed him, stroking him through his pants as she continued to kiss him. Long strokes of her tongue reached out over him as she waited for him to take control.
Chapter Six
Micah pulled her to him by the hem of her black dress. He groaned when his hands found her pussy bare underneath the material. His slid a finger inside of her tight hole and grabbed one of her large breasts in his hand. He squeezed and thrust inside of her in tandem.
Rue almost dropped her phone and hurriedly opened it.
“Stop, I need to call my boss if I'm not coming into work today.”
“No.”
“Please?”
His eyes flickered for a moment, and Rue couldn't tell if it was anger or something deeper within him. “You know I hate that word, Rue. You might want to hurry up before I really get started on you.”
His mouth bent down to one of her nipples and nipped it through the thin material of her dress. Rue moaned and closed her eyes. She dialed the number after pushing the wrong button several times. The man was relentless, moving from one nipple to the next. He bent down further back on his knees. His head popped under the dress and he licked up her wet slit.
“Yes Ashley, can you put me through to Malcomb?” she tried to speak through the quivering she felt.
“Yeah sure Rue, are you okay? You sound like you are out of breath.”
“Just sick.”
Her hand went down between her legs, finding his head of hair. She gripped the strands hard, trying to push him away from her mound. The woman had put her on hold and she could hear the generic music that always played from the satellite radio.
“Damn it Micah, stop! Fuck.”
“I can see I am going to have to gag you today," he said through an ever-widening smile.
Rue put the phone to her chest to cover her moan. His mouth had found her slit, while his fingers worked her insides. A noise came from the phone, but Rue could not hear it over her beating heart. She cried out and came on the man’s moving mouth. He looked up at her with his black eyes as her taste flooded his mouth.
The man on the line heard a muffled version of what was happening while on the other side of the phone. He heard the voice and knew it was one of his sale reps. The blonde woman was hard not to notice and the sounds she made, hardened him as he waited for her to realize he was on the line.
Rue whimpered and cried out as her boss heard it all. Malcolm grabbed his hard length through his pants and pressed the phone against his ear more. Rue groaned several more times before Malcolm decided to end his torture.
“Rue?” he yelled into the phone.
The man had to speak her name several times before he heard her gasping voice.
“Sorry, Sir. I need to take a day off. I am feeling under the weather right now.”
“Sounds like it.”
“Huh?”
"Just get better soon, Rue."
The woman shut the phone and dropped the small device. Micah pushed her up against the wa
ll, pulling her thigh over his shoulder. The action opened her up further for his slow perusal with his tongue. Rue was thankful for the hard surface to hold her up as her knees wobbled.
His teeth nipped at her heated flesh. Rue was thrashing against him, desperate to stop the mind shattering feelings.
“Don't tease me so, Micah.”
The man stopped and looked up at her. Removing her thigh from his shoulder and pulling up against her as he stood. His cock was pressing against her lower abdomen and he pressed it against her harder.
“Come on, I definitely need to gag you for what I have in mind. Let me show you the downstairs.”
Rue started as he pulled her to the locked door she had noticed the night before.
“I thought there was nothing in there.”
“I lied.”
His eyes smiled, but held something a bit darker. He was nervous of how she was going to react and he was half tempted to blind fold her. Micah grabbed her hand and turned on the basement light. He knew she couldn’t see anything yet, so he stopped and kissed her on her lips. He was trying to distract her and get her bothered again.
His hand went between her legs to her slippery hole and drove in a couple of fingers suddenly.
“Oh God," she cried.
Micah walked her quickly down the stairs and released her to let her have a look. The blonde gasped and looked around the man’s dungeon. Her heart started to race, but the man gave her a moment before he touched her. There were chains on the walls, a fucking machine, stocks and other things that she couldn’t quite fathom what they were for. She looked around in awe as Micah moved away to a shelf and brought back a small diamond encrusted collar. It was slim silver and he walked back to her slowly.
“You ready to be mine?”
“What does that mean? Your property, Micah?”
“It means you are mine. You are to touch no one else and always be ready to fulfill my desires.”
Rue didn't even try to joke, he was far too serious. He stepped closer, his body still hard and ready for her at any moment. He towered over her smaller frame, waiting for an answer. When one was not given, he felt compelled to go on.
“It means I will push your every limit and fulfill desires you did not know you even had.”
“Pretty damn sure of yourself, aren’t you?”
“You seem to forget very quickly.”
His hand slid between her thighs and rubbed her tender clit. Rue rested her head against his chest and then bit his shoulder.
“Look how wet you are for me. How can you deny that you are mine?”
Micah set the collar in his hand down on the table and sighed.
“Fine, I can take what I want then,” he growled.
Micah grabbed the bottom of her chin and pulled her to him. His lips captured hers and pushed his tongue between them. He moaned as her mouth opened. While she would not give her verbal consent, her body had long since raised the white flag. Micah would just have to speak to that part of her for the time being.
His large hands ran over her curves before the dress became a distraction and he ripped it as he tried to pull it off. The blonde protested but only for a moment. He pulled her towards the middle of the room and towards the wooden stocks. She eyed it nervously and he had to put extra pressure on her to get her in front of it.
“Have you ever been in one of these?”
“No, have you?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
“Yes and I want you to experience it as well, so no more talking for you. Just nod your head if you want me to fuck every hole you got.”
Rue whimpered and looked up at him undecided. While a part of her wanted to succumb to the man’s mystery and charm, the room she was in frightened her. She also caught the reference to her ass and when she looked down at the pulsing meat in between his legs, she instantly feared that as well. There was no way in her mind that he would ever fit where he seemed so eager to be.
She opened her mouth to speak and Micah silenced her with a kiss. He pressed against the woman, against her bare skin. His mouth broke from hers and nipped at her ear lobe and neck.
“Get on your knees and suck me Rue, my cock yearns to feel your mouth.”
She dropped to her knees in front of him, without a second thought. She wanted to taste him and make him feel as needy as she did at that moment. Rue did not play this time, but took him deep inside of her mouth all at once. The man groaned and his cock twitched against the back of her throat. Her tongue slid the length of his shaft as she pulled back and watched inch after inch appear. She looked up at him as she slammed back down onto his cock. Her eyes closed with the knowledge that it would soon be stretching inside of her pussy.
There was a salty taste in her mouth as she added suction and pulled back slowly. Micah grunted and flexed inside of her hot recess. His hand found their way to the back of her head, urging her to take more of his length. Her jaw was stretched wide and her hand went between her own legs to rub her slick nub.
Micah pulled out and moved closer to the wooden contraption. He ordered her into the position and this time her body overloaded her brain. Her arms went into the small depressions on each side of the larger one for her head. She had to bend down quite low to get inside of it fully. His cock was mouth level as he pulled the top down and secured the lock.
A thrill ran through Rue when she heard the top close and the sound of the metal click of the lock. She tested the constraint and found herself unable to move much in the contraption. His cock moved closer to her mouth, pressing against her soft lips.
Micah thrust in quickly and deeply. His hands cupped her cheek as he fed himself in and out of her waiting mouth. The woman mumbled and moaned between his thrusts, turning him on more and more. His hips pressed against her frantically, gagging the blonde woman in his earnest.
“Fuck Rue, I can’t hold it any longer. Swallow.”
The dark haired man bellowed into the quiet room. He pushed deep and shot a large load of his hot seed in her mouth. Rue had no choice but to swallow the mass amount of cum. After several mouthfuls, the man finally pulled out and left the woman to gasp in shallow breaths. He was out of her sight quickly and the woman could not look at where he was. She whimpered with a slight touch on her lower back.
Micah bent down and kissed her ass cheek before he smacked it hard with his large palm. She cried out with the unexpected smack. He repeated the slap to her other cheek. Rue groaned and opened her legs wider, beckoning him forward with a slight wiggle of her round ass.
The man slid his throbbing cock against the crack of her ass and felt the woman tense up. He chuckled and pushed his length lower until the head pushed her slick lips open.
“Is this what you are wanting Rue? Do you want your orgasm?”
“Oh God yes, I need you.”
Micah groaned with her words and hammered inside her walls in a rush.
“Micah!”
He pressed against her ass and wrapped around to her clit. He made several deep strokes in rapid succession before he pulled out completely.
“Tell me this is mine.”
The man slammed back in before she could respond. His hips moved in a quick succession next to her. Her body tensed and she was close to completion when he pulled back out. Ignoring her whining, his fingers flew on her engorged clit.
“I want to hear you say it Rue or I am not going to put it back.”
The woman moaned and her ass went higher. His hand stalled and smacked her clit. He did this several more times before he stopped and the gasping woman was able to breathe again.
“Dammit Micah, I'm begging you!”
“Not want I want to hear. I want you to tell me who’s pussy this is.”
Rue bit her lip and closed her eyes. The words were an assault to her independence, but her body would have screamed it from the rooftop if that is what was needed. A sharp slap on her ass made her open her eyes.
“You are very stubborn,
Rue. I think I like the idea of a challenge. If you don’t say what I want to hear, I will not put it back in your pussy.”
His finger slid over her tight rose bud and pressed in for a second. He was not too clandestine in his meaning and the woman’s ass clenched tight with the idea. Even while her pussy needed him, it was still raw from the few times he had slammed it inside of her. Trying to imagine him ramming his fat cock in her ass about made her swoon. Her vulnerabilities were magnified with his intentions. She moaned when he pushed harder and half of his thick digit slipped passed the tight ring.
“Ahhh.”
The man moved away and went to his table. Rue caught a glimpse of a toy that looked similar to a rabbit, but the size almost matched his own. She felt the cool material against her heated core, moments before he stuffed it fully inside of her The rabbit ears rested on her clit and started to vibrated back and forth when he pushed the button. The large rod inside of her twisted slowly, giving the sensation of when a man rolls his hips buried deep. Micah held it in place, moving it in and out of the woman as she shook and cursed.