by Irons, Rose
Russell was quiet for a long moment. "You saw what I became."
The bear, he meant. Slowly, she nodded.
"Along with the power and ferocity of a bear, I also heal at a greatly accelerated rate." He looked down at his chest. "I guess that saved me today."
Marissa nodded, still crying. "I'm so glad it did."
"Marissa?" His gaze turned hot, with a hint of something she didn't recognize.
"Yes?"
He reached for her. "I also have the desires of a bear."
"Oh," was all she managed to gasp before he engulfed her mouth in his.
He ripped his shirt from his chest as he pulled her down on top of him. Marissa felt her belly press into his abs as he moved his mouth lower and lower, first biting at her neck and then reaching for her breasts. Eagerly she unbuttoned her shirt for his warm mouth, feeling him nip at her with the savagery of a beast.
He suckled at one breast, then the other, grunting in pleasure. Marissa felt waves of delight course through her body, rushing through parts he hadn't even touched yet. She needed everything he was going to give her. Where before they had made love, now she desperately wanted him in every way possible. He was alive, and she wanted to feel his vitality.
Somehow they were naked now, intertwined. She could feel his hard cock rising against her as he moved, sliding down her fertile body towards the pot of honey between her legs. Russell had laid her on her back, and now he took advantage, spreading her legs and tasting her with a long, slow lick.
Marissa screamed in desire. His tongue was more than she could ever have imagined, and now as he moved his mouth against her, she felt a crescendo of need washing through her. As he touched her clit for the first time, she came, her wetness inside his mouth as he bathed her in kisses.
And then he gave another long lick, and then another.
Russell drew her back to the heights of her need as he slid his soft tongue between her folds, working every inch of her womanhood with his animal instincts. Marissa could feel the pleasure coursing through her. She was lost to it, lost to everything in the world except for the sweet agony of his tongue piercing her, making her whole.
She came again, and then again. As he began to taste her once more, she screamed out, "Please fuck me!"
With an animal growl, Russell rose over her. The look in his dark eyes was hot and violent, but she could still feel the love between them pulsing. This was her place, this was where she belonged.
In one swift motion, Russell was inside her. She felt the full length of his cock deep in her pussy, pushing against her cervix and filling her more completely than anyone ever had before.
"Please," she begged.
And there, in the middle of the forest floor, her boss took her pussy, thrusting hard and fast into her until all she could do was scream. She could feel him throbbing with need with each stroke, and she begged him for more and more. Her whole body was suffused with pleasure. She was lost to him completely.
With each stroke, she could feel the rising tide of need within her. Russell matched her in intensity as she cried out, and together they held for one long moment, hearts beating together, as they both came.
In a sweaty tangle, he collapsed beside her.
"I love you," she whispered, still throbbing with the aftereffects of their need.
"I love you." Russell kissed her.
"You are amazing," she told him. Her fantasy had come to life before her, and had withstood death. She had never known any man could be like this.
"Oh?" Russell smirked at her. "You haven't seen anything yet."
He was insatiable. Like an animal, he took her again right then and there. Marissa knelt on all fours for him, feeling her belly swing low as he mounted her. The tip of his cock pressed against her warm wet pussy, and she cried out in need as he drove himself into her.
In the moment he was fully inside her, it was as though they had become one. Truly and wholly, Marissa knew she was his forever. The bear inside of him had found his mate, and he would make her his and never, ever let her go.