by Milly Taiden
“You don’t know what you want.” He dropped the words with quiet authority.
“I do,” she admitted, her fingers working her clit into an aching hard nub. “I want you.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded as if he could see her. “Yes.”
The sound of knocking on her door made her stop mid-motion. “Hold on.”
She slid out of the warm water, wrapped a towel around her body and went to the door. There was no looking through the peephole because she could not reach the damn hole.
She yanked the door open and didn’t get a chance to say a word. One second she was there, holding the door open with one hand and the phone with the other. The next, he was marching inside, grabbing her face between his hands and kicking the door closed with his foot.
He meshed their lips together in a blazing kiss that got an instant reaction from her. She threw her arms around his neck. He was shirtless, his body warm and hard. The towel slid off, leaving her wet body naked to his view. More than looking was going on. He pushed her until the back of her legs hit the bed and they both fell on top of the mattress.
There was no protest in her, only need. Her pretty, sharp nails raked over his arms, drawing a low growl from him that sent shivers down her spine. She loved this. It surprised her how much more she wanted him at that moment. There was an internal struggle going on in her. Her mind and body went against her emotions.
Neither seemed to be winning and she’d stopped caring when his lips slid over her collarbone, sucking nips over her chest. Her desire caught her unawares. It shocked her how good he felt pressed to her, his erection hard against her wet thigh.
SIX
“Bastien,” she moaned. “Fuck me.”
Whoa! Where had that come from? Who cared? She wanted him so badly. So much. Like she was in the desert and he was a fresh glass of water. Desperately.
He growled again, the sound shooting fire from her nipples to her clit. He raised his head from her breast and stared at her with a feral desire she’d never seen in a man and probably never would. “I plan to do more than just fuck you. I will stamp myself onto your soul.”
Yes, please. When a man said things like that to a woman, she did the only thing acceptable and grazed her nails into his still wet hair and grabbed clumps, focusing hers own determined gaze on his. “Make me come. Hard. Wet. To the point I’m shaking.”
She knew he could. He dropped his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth, hard. Pleasure and pain co-mingled and drew out a soft cry from her. She wiggled, spreading her legs and cushioning his body, feeling his rock-hard cock press at the heart of her need through his pants.
This wasn’t some mindless night of sex. This was oh, so much more. More than she could even explain to herself. At the moment, her emotions tangled with her basic desires. She wanted him and wanted more. It was unusual for her to feel this way, but then again, she didn’t do solo nights of hot sex. She had to know the man. Date the man.
Bastien wasn’t someone she was dating and she had no idea where things would go from here but… oh, damn was he good with his mouth. He scraped his teeth over her aching nipple, moving from one large mound of breast to the other and leaving wet saliva trails between them. He pushed them together and bit down on one, sucked hard and then did it to the other.
“Fuck, you have gorgeous tits,” he grumbled. “I can suck your nipples all night and fuck you until I can’t move a muscle.”
God, the words coming out of his mouth were going to be the death of her.
She took a deep breath and pushed her chest out, enjoying every bit of his lips on her skin. Every lick, every bite, every growl. He licked lower at her belly. She glanced down, knowing her fluffy rolls and belly flub might not be as sexy as he’d said before, but instead of being turned off, he continued on licking. Down to her belly button. He kissed her belly pooch and pushed her large wide thighs apart, placing himself between her legs.
She helped him out and pressed the balls of her feet on his shoulders while she let her knees drop to the sides to allow him better access to her sex.
“Ah, babe. You are fucking beautiful.”
She licked her dry lips and clung to the blankets under her hands. Her legs were already shaking and something inside her belly was doing cartwheels. Excitement. That’s what it was. The anticipation of knowing this big, sexy man found her so desirable made her feel like a virgin all over again.
He licked her inner thigh and groaned. “Sweet as honey for this bear that’s dying to lick every inch of you.”
She moaned. He flicked his tongue up and down her slick folds, prodding into her channel and licking at her wetness. A soft rumble sounded from him. It sent a deep vibration up her body.
“Oh, my, Bastien,” she moved her hips closer to his face, pushing her pussy towards his mouth. “Yessss.”
He danced his tongue all over her pussy, drawing out more of her honey and lapping like a starved man. When he enclosed her clit with his lips, she saw stars behind her lids.
“Mmmm,” he mumbled, still sucking her pussy. “Fuck, cake, you’re a lot tastier than anything I’ve had tonight.”
She gripped the soft sheets and let her mind fill with the sounds of their harsh breathing, the feel of his tongue fucking her pussy and the wild churning in her belly. Tension wound around her bones, her muscles, until she couldn’t move she was so stiff.
He raised his hands to her tits, fondled her nipples and pinched hard. The combination of pain and pleasure turned out to be too much. Her body crumbled with the weight and speed of her orgasm.
She cried out his name, calling for him from the very depths of her soul as her pussy contracted around nothing, desperate for fulfillment.
A loud gruff rumble sounded again. He slid up her body, placing the head of his cock between her folds. She glanced at him, met his gaze and held it.
“You have no idea just how soft and slick you are,” he said. “How sexy you look with your nipples puckered up, offering themselves to me.”
She let go of the bedding and cupped her own breasts, tugging and tweaking her aching tips.
“That’s an even sexier sight, beautiful.” He held himself between her legs, coating his cock with her wetness. “I’m covering my dick in your honey, babe. Then I’m going to slide right in, real deep and fuck you hard. Fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”
She would have laughed at any other man saying that, but the low, rough tone of his voice and the way his features had turned animalistic led her to believe he was right. She’d never been with a shifter before and never been fucked by a man on the verge of going wild. It was…damn sexy and empowering.
He held his cock at her entrance and rubbed a wet finger over the rim of her asshole. “You’re going to be mine in every way possible,” he promised. “I’ll fuck you and fill your tight pussy with my cum and then,” he gave a sinful grin. “I will fill your ass with my scent too. You’ll be dripping with my cum from both holes and it’s going to be damn hot.”
She gulped. Her pussy clenched hard, sucking at the head of his dick. “Bastien…”
He flared his nostrils and braced his arms to either side of her, slowly sliding into her body. “You are so tight, babe. So fucking tight and hot.”
He drove in, not stopping to take a single breath and filled her. Her pussy muscles stretched taut. She couldn’t move. He was big, thick and deeply inside her.
She grabbed handfuls of his hair and yanked his face to hers, meeting their lips into a decadent kiss. He propelled back and drove back in. Deep. Hard. Fast. Then he did it again. And again. Each drive seeming to trump the last.
Every move shoved her body further up on the bed and then he slid his hands under her ass and tilted her hips. The change allowed him to go deeper inside her. She gasped into their kiss, sucking on his tongue. She savored the taste of her sex on his lips. He took her lips the same way he fucked her. Commanding. Demanding. Feasting.
His thrusts incr
eased with every twirl of his tongue over hers. The sound of skin slapping filled the room. She pushed the balls of her feet into the edge of the mattress and raked her nails down his shoulders. His big, sweaty shoulders.
She pulled away from the kiss to grab a gulp of air. He didn’t stop, instead, if possible, he got faster. Rougher.
“Ah, babe. I’m so close.”
She whimpered. “Me too.”
“I know. You want me to make you come don’t you?” he asked with a kiss to her cheek. “To get your pussy sucking my dick and gripping hard.”
She dug her nails deeper into his shoulders, holding on during the ferocious ride. “Yessss.” She mumbled. “So close.”
“That’s right.” He bit down on her earlobe, breathing hard by the curve of her jaw. “So close to getting your pussy filled up with my cum. All nice and full until you’re dripping it from your pink hole.” She mewled and heard his voice deepen further. “I love fucking your body. Your curves make me so hard.”
A drop of sweat slid down the side of his face. She brushed it off and lifted her head up to kiss him. “Make me come, big, sexy bear. And then,” she watched his eyes glow brighter. “Go ahead and fill me up with your cum. Make me all sticky and dirty.”
He grunted a low animalistic sound and pumped so hard and fast into her she couldn’t talk, could barely breathe and just when she thought she couldn’t take another thrust, the tension inside her broke like a dam. A flood of bone-deep pleasure rushed through her with the force of a tsunami wave. Quickly destroying everything in its path, mainly her thinking and breathing.
He dug his claws into her ass cheeks, holding her hips in place and fucking her mercilessly. He came with a loud snarl, his hot semen engulfing her channel and coating her with his seed.
She’d never felt so good at having a man come inside her. Never felt so hopeful that this night could turn into many more.
He turned them on to their sides while they tried to catch their breaths. Her legs shook, curled around his hip with him still embedded deep inside her.
“You’re mine, Carly.”
She shut her eyes and gave a soft laugh. “That bear inside you needs to learn he can’t just take a woman.”
“Babe, he isn’t going to ask when you just gave yourself to us.”
“Don’t ruin the moment, Bastien.” She grumbled and snuggled into his arms.
He kissed her forehead and laughed. “Today or tomorrow. It doesn’t matter. It won’t change what already is. You are mine.”
She barely heard him as she fell into a deep sleep.
SEVEN
Carly glanced at her computer screen, unseeing the words there. She’d been unable to stop thinking of Bastien for the past two days. Two whole days he’d been running through her mind in his birthday suit, chasing her and growling how he was going to fuck her senseless. It was enough to make a woman desperate.
An envelope popped up on her cell phone screen. She gave the damn phone a cold glare. Her father didn’t seem to understand she wasn’t in the mood to talk to him about dating one of the guys working for him. Upon further inspection, she realized the message was from her friend Adam. She hadn’t seen or heard from him since she moved away from the West Coast where her father now lived.
She dialed the number on the message, a smile wide on her lips.
“Hello?”
“Adam?” she asked. “It’s me, Carly.”
“Carly! I didn’t recognize the number.”
She laughed. “It’s my office number. I’m at work. Presently trying to work through a mountain of stuff while my boss and best friend is on her honeymoon.”
“I guess that’s good, right? No time to be bored?” He chuckled.
If only. Even with all the work she had, she was still writing Bastien’s name on her calendar with little loops and hearts like a freaking teenager. “Yeah. Right. What’s up? I haven’t spoken to you in forever.”
She remembered Adam because she’d had a crush on him at one point. He’d been too busy trying to get another woman to notice him so they had never moved on to being more than friends.
“I’m on your side of town and thought you might want to get together for coffee or something?” There was a pause. “Unless your boyfriend would mind.”
She frowned. “Adam, you’re my friend. I’ve known you for years. Why would a boyfriend interfere with us meeting up to talk?” Not that she had a boyfriend. And Bastien did not count as a boyfriend since she’d been trying to figure out what to do about him now.
She tore the month off her calendar. Thankfully, she was behind and so it was already a new month. The last thing she needed was for Toni or others in the office to see her little scribbles of Bastien’s name.
“Great,” Adam said. “Do you have a favorite place to eat or would you rather I choose?”
She thought about the restaurant she loved, not far from the office. They had the best coconut mojitos and Cuban food, something she was addicted to.
“I know a great place.” She gave him the information to the restaurant and felt her stomach grumble now that she finally stopped thinking about the big bear and focused on food.
She’d just finished talking to Adam when her office phone rang again. “Thank you for calling Kira Ardan’s office, this is Carly, how may I help you?”
“You may help me by having dinner with me tonight.”
Oh, lord. He sounded so good. Now every time she heard his voice on the phone all she could think of was the night of Kira’s wedding and the amazing sex they’d had. “Bastien.”
“You’ve been ignoring me, love.” His voice lowered to a hint of a growl. “It’s been driving me fucking crazy not having you in my bed.”
“Bastien, that wasn’t…”
“What?” he growled. “You can’t tell me you’re regretting it now. You’re mine, Carly.”
“Hang on a second, buddy. We had sex. Granted, it was fucking amazing,” she lowered her voice when someone went by her desk, “but it was still sex.”
“There’s more to us than that.”
“That’s not what I’ve seen. I have seen that we have great chemistry.” She shrugged. “We need to get to know each other better before we can discuss things like relationships. How you see things and how I see things is two totally different views.”
She could feel the anger coming through his side of the phone line. “Fine. Have dinner with me tonight then. We’ll talk.”
She bit her lip and took a breath. “We can’t. I can’t. I am meeting someone for dinner.”
Had he called before Adam she wouldn’t have this internal debate. She wanted to see Bastien. Not only for the sex. She thought he was cute and wanted to know more about him. More about his life and what made him who he was.
“Carly,” he said, his voice a mere whisper, “I don’t care who you’re seeing later as long as you remember that the only man that touches you is me.”
She should be outraged, not turned on. “Nobody tells me what to do, bear.”
“I’m not telling you what to do. I’m trying to keep whoever you are seeing later alive. Tell him to keep his hands to himself.”
“Look, I don’t know who you think you are, but we’re not in a relationship. We had sex. You want more? You’ll have to take me out. Date me. Let me see more of you.”
“We can date all you want, beautiful. I can spend my entire day looking at you and not grow bored. Just tell me when and I’m there.”
“Sorry, buddy. You’re going to have to come up with this on your own. I can’t tell you when we’re going on a date and what we should do.” She stopped herself from doodling his name again. “Think of it this way: You want me to see you as more than just some hot guy, plan something so wonderful I will be left speechless.”
“And sex doesn’t count?” he said in a light tone.
“No. It doesn’t, but it can be inclusive to whatever you plan.” No way in hell she was going to say no to sex with Bastien. Never
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She hung up the phone on him and berated herself for having a goofy smile on her face. She had problems.
“That smile wouldn’t be from a certain guy we both know would it.” Carly could feel her face flush with embarrassment at being caught. Leave it to Toni to walk by at that exact moment.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Carly wasn’t sure Toni would believe her, but she had to try.
“Okay be that way, keep your secrets. Do you have any plans tonight, if not I was thinking we could get dinner?”
“Actually, I am going to dinner with a friend, he is in town and we are going to catch up. It’s been a while since I last saw him.” Carly smiled in excitement.
“That sounds fun. Where you going?”
“A little place down the road. It’s my favorite Cuban restaurant. If you haven’t tried it you really should. You won’t be disappointed.” Her mouth watered just at the thought of the delicious food that awaited her in a few short hours.
“That sounds wonderful. I guess I should get back to work I have some calls to make. I’ll see you later.” Carly watched Toni walk away and couldn’t help the smile that crossed her face. Maybe, just maybe she had gotten lucky and Toni hadn’t noticed she changed the topic away from her mysterious smile. Between Toni and Kira it was hard to hide anything.
EIGHT
The next few hours flew by in a daze, being busy always helped make the time fly. Carly said goodnight to the few remaining coworkers and left to meet her old friend for dinner. The restaurant was a short walk from her office, and she enjoyed the trip. She hadn’t seen Adam in a while and she was excited to catch up and see how life had been treating him.
“Carly is that you? You look absolutely gorgeous.” Adam grabbed Carly in a bear hug and smiled. “It’s been way too long.”
She had forgotten just how handsome he was. Not as good looking as Bastien but he was smoking hot just the same. Carly smirked when she saw the hostess do a double take as they walked in the restaurant. Not that she could blame the girl. Adam was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome with his dark brown hair, hazel eyes and a body made for licking.