Bear-ly A Hero (Bear Claw Security 2)

by Terry Bolryder

  With his free hand, he squeezed her breast over the fabric, and she gave out a tantalizing moan.

  Man, this woman would be his undoing.

  But Limes didn’t care. All he could think of was her pleasure and what he could do next to make her scream with delight.

  He undid the clasp of her bra behind her, loosening the prison that held her breasts captive, and he slid his hand beneath the fabric so he could feel the soft skin fully, holding it and revealing her nipples.

  With fevered hunger, he kissed her breasts everywhere, licking a circle around the center of each until they became pointed tips, begging for his tongue. Then he obliged her body’s response, sucking hard on them until she gasped out in pleasure and he felt her knees buckle from the intensity.

  Clearly, he was as overwhelming to her as she was to him.

  With one swift motion, he picked her up and set her on the edge of the sink, hiking up her skirt until he could see the pink fabric of her panties. He looked into her face and could see her already tensed, close to her first release.

  Their bodies were so close together he could feel her breasts rubbing against his chest as his hands came down her back and squeezed her ass, pressing her into him as she did. In reward, she moaned, her hands coming around his shoulders and digging into his back as her legs wrapped around him.

  Damn, Jamie was so perfect, everywhere, in every way. His erection strained against his jeans, wanting to break free and fill her as she came over and over again.

  But his hands were still hungry for her touch. He could wait a second more.

  As he held the soft curve of Jamie’s back, supporting her close to him, he lowered his hand between them and beneath her underwear. He could see Jamie’s eyes grow wider and wider, and she bit down slightly on her lower lip until his fingers found her clit.

  Then, with one stroke, she came apart in his hands, her legs clenching tightly around his body and her nails digging into his shoulder as she called his name loudly into the small, quiet room around them, echoing her absolute pleasure back to them.

  The sound was sweeter than anything Limes had ever heard. For a second, he wondered if anyone could hear her, but a quick glance at the thick, soundproofed door and a clock on the wall assured him nobody would be left in the building, and even if they were, they wouldn’t hear anything.

  And if they did, he’d mash them into a pulp incapable of hearing or seeing anything ever again.

  Jamie was his, dammit.

  The bear inside him roared in approval at the possessive thought, and Limes marveled at the effect she had on him, an effect unlike any other woman had ever come near to having.

  “Limes… I mean, Josh,” Jamie said, breathless after her orgasm. “I need you to take me.” Her voice was still full of want, the same kind of want he could feel.

  “Not yet. I want to touch you more,” he teased as his hand found her entrance, sliding a finger inside to test her, then two.

  So warm. So inviting. So delicious.

  Hopefully, next time he’d get to taste her.

  But right now, all he could think about was being inside. That and giving her one more orgasm before that.

  Using his hand that was still between her legs, he thrust inside with his fingers, and his outstretched thumb teased the tip of her clit. Meanwhile, his mouth moved along her neck from the side, trailing heated kisses while his fingers worked their magic.

  As her arousal grew and grew, her scent filled the small space that seemed unable to contain the limits of their arousal. It was soothing and erotic, much like she was, and it smelled like a field of lilies on the outskirts of an endless pine forest that called to the bear in him, drawing him to her.

  She was so wet from being turned on that his fingers slid in and out of her easily, and he could almost taste the feel of the same slickness around his cock as he drove into her. With each stroke, her breath grew shorter and her moans of pleasure got louder, until it sounded like she couldn’t take any more.

  With one last flick of his thumb over her clit, Jamie’s body tightened once again as her body wrapped around him, holding him tight just as she came with incredible intensity.

  This time she held her mouth against his shoulder, muffling her screams of pleasure as her body arched against him and shuddered with release. Limes held her with both hands as she did, loving just how perfectly her body fit against his and experiencing every part of her as she came.

  When she finally relaxed, he moved back from her, her hands still wrapped around his neck, her clothes hanging loosely on her. The bun of her hair was half undone, stray strands having come free and going out in every direction, giving her a cute, sexy appearance.

  Jamie looked down and eyed the bulge in his pants, painfully hard, and smiled.

  “You sure you want this?” he asked, certain he knew the answer from the look in her eyes.

  “Of course. You can’t just leave me hanging like this,” she said between long sighs as she recovered her breath, an errant lock of hair hanging seductively over her face.

  With a growl Limes picked her up off the edge of the sink and moved back to the wall, pressing her against it as her body brushed his, her legs still wrapped around him.

  “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he replied, pulling off her panties.

  As he did, her hands found and undid the buckle of his jeans, and she pulled his zipper down with excitement and hunger in her eyes as his member sprang free.

  “Wow, is it something about bears, or are you just lucky?”

  “I’m just lucky,” he said with a smirk. “Just one thing, though,” he said, reaching into his back pocket as he held her weight in one arm easily, producing a small foil packet.

  Limes didn’t know how officially mating someone worked exactly, but the last thing he wanted to do was find out the hard way.

  Jamie didn’t appear deterred, though, and to his surprise, she snatched the packet from his hand.

  “Allow me,” she said, tearing it open and pulling out the condom. As he held her propped up against the wall, she slid it down over him, her fingers playing with his hard length, teasing him and driving him crazy. Based on her smile and the way she watched eagerly as Limes fought his body’s response to her touch, she seemed to be enjoying the feeling of control as he let out an involuntary groan from so much arousal and having her so close like this.

  “Enough,” he growled, sealing his lips over hers in an intense kiss that felt like fire and filled him with unquenchable heat. Immediately, her hands let go of him and found his shoulders, holding on as he lowered her slowly onto him.

  As their bodies came together, Jamie gasped against him, his mouth still closed over hers as he filled her completely. She was so tight yet somehow just the right size as he felt himself overcome by her slick warmth surrounding him.

  For a long moment, he held her still, giving her time to adjust to his size. Jamie let out small, tantalizing huffs as her initial shock turned to unfettered arousal, her eyes rolling back and her neck arching backward.

  “Whatever you’re doing, don’t stop,” Jamie said with orgasmic satisfaction in her voice.

  “I haven’t even started yet, babe,” he replied, unable to keep a smile from quirking at the side of his mouth at the sight of her complete surrender to the pleasure he gave.

  With that, he lifted her slightly as he lowered himself below her, then pushed into her with one long, smooth thrust, and Jamie moaned loudly in response, the sound so delicious it could make him lose control.

  After this, bodyguard or not, Jamie was never leaving his sight. Limes didn’t know exactly how, or even why, he felt that way, but somehow he’d make sure she was safe. Safe from her co-workers. Safe from whatever it was out there that was after her. Safe from anything and everything.

  Mate, the bear inside him called, but Limes didn’t have time to think about it as Jamie pushed herself off him slightly and came down over him, making his nerves go berserk with arousal.<
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  Together they came, over and over, Limes holding her as he thrust into her and she pushed onto him, the ferocious, overwhelming pleasure between them building at a blinding pace. Each time they came apart, they pushed together harder and faster. And with each thrust, she gasped louder and held on tighter as he felt his own body tensing more every second.

  He’d been through a lot of things in his lifetime, but something this exquisite, this incredible, was far beyond that. Something about Jamie took ahold of him and shattered all his limits.

  Before he could think or notice anything else, though, he felt her tighten around him, her hands gripping his back familiarly, as she had twice before already, as her orgasm overcame her. As her release took over and coursed through the incredible woman he was inside, he felt a shock of sensation jolt through him, and then he came with her.

  Together they rode out their release. He held her close as her nails raked along his back, making him wish he was shirtless so he could feel her touch better on his skin. He lost all semblance of thought and cognition as his entire body was consumed with pleasure, originating from where their hips still met.

  Even as the feelings ebbed, Limes could feel satiation and contentment coming off Jamie in waves as she smiled up at him, both exhausted and pleasured.

  That smile was so perfect; he never wanted to do anything that could take it away.

  But then he took in their appearance. She was thoroughly disheveled, and he’d just taken her against the bathroom wall. Her eyes were wide and glazed. She was contented now, but what about when the afterglow had dimmed?

  Dammit. Had he just gone and ruined everything?

  9

  Jamie looked up at the man who’d just given her the hottest sex she could ever imagine and saw something like guilt move over his face. She put a finger to his lips, silencing anything he might have said, and began pulling her shirt together as well as she could with a contented sigh.

  “Don’t go looking guilty like that,” she said, fumbling with the buttons. Even her fingers still felt tingly. “I don’t regret it for a second, and we both wanted it. We’re adults and shifters. It was bound to happen.”

  He nodded slightly, pulling back and aiding her with her clothes. He helped pull her skirt down, feeling too possessive to let anyone else see her like this. She might be acting like this was just sex for her, but for him, it was so much more. He wanted her for himself. Him and him alone.

  It was a foreign feeling, but not a bad one. But he’d have to wait and see if she could start to feel the same. Probably not as long as she was in danger.

  So he’d probably better hurry up and figure out what was going on.

  He helped her button her jacket over the torn shirt, but when he looked down, so much cleavage was still showing he knew he couldn’t let her walk out like that.

  He pulled off the tee shirt he was wearing, not caring it left him shirtless. He held it out to her, and she gaped up at him.

  “No, you’ll be naked,” she said.

  “Just shirtless,” he said. “And we only have to get to my truck.” He pointed to her chest, where the coat gapped in a low V. “You don’t want to walk out like that, do you?”

  She shook her head, her pretty brown skin flushing deeper as she shrugged out of her jacket and put his shirt over her ruined one.

  He had to admit she looked good in it. It was too big all over, nearly falling mid-thigh, but her huge breasts pushed up against it, making him go hard all over again.

  He turned away from her, finishing cleaning up and buttoning up his pants. When he turned back, she was studying herself in the mirror, pulling her hair back into a prim ponytail with wild curls and applying some lip-gloss.

  Aside from their odd dress, they looked mostly normal again. Luckily, he’d parked on the first level of the parking garage, so they wouldn’t have far to go.

  They were both quiet as they took the stairs down there. He didn’t know what to say, and his heart was still racing from the encounter. He’d never felt anything like that. Come to think of it, he hadn’t felt anything like he had with her, period. From the first time he met her and she swung an umbrella into his face.

  He gave her a sideways grin that she didn’t notice because she was walking forward and staring straight ahead, as if hoping they could get to the truck quickly before anyone could see them.

  When they got there, he opened the door and made to help her in, but she waved him away.

  “Stop, I’m getting better at this,” she said, hauling in her small, round body and struggling over the seat.

  “Fine by me,” he said, enjoying the view.

  “Hey!” she squeaked, when she was finally up and could pin him with a glare. “Just because I think you’re hot doesn’t mean you can ogle me all the time.”

  Limes put up his hands. “Fine, fine. Excuse me for trying to be a gentleman.”

  “Gentlemen don’t stare at ladies’ asses,” she snapped.

  “This one does,” Limes retorted with a grin as he shut the door and walked around to open his. “Although there’s only one lady’s ass I like to perv on.”

  She was quiet at that, but the small grin covering her face was worth gold. Damn, not only did he not regret taking this job, but he was actually enjoying it.

  When they were on the freeway, he spoke up again. “When we get home, I’m installing a security system.”

  “Do you have to call someone to hook that up?”

  He shook his head. “I’m our tech guy. I can do it. We don’t always do it, but I want you to feel extra safe.” He shook his head. “You have a weird effect on guys. They’re extra creepy around you.”

  She shrugged. “I guess I don’t know how it is for other women.” She looked over at him. “Do you?”

  “I guess not,” he said, staring at the road. “But still, something seems off about it.” He was quiet for a moment. It was already getting dark outside since they’d left work late and had sex after as well. “But yeah, it’ll be a security system equipment wise, but it won’t be hooked up to a monitoring company because I’ll be monitoring it. Just motion sensors and stuff like that.”

  “Okay,” she said. “Although, I’m not sure I see the point in it if you’re there.”

  “In case someone does something and I don’t hear it,” he said. “Like if I’m asleep.”

  “Has that happened before?” she asked, feeling a chill go through her.

  “No,” Limes said. “But I haven’t done much fieldwork before, remember? I’m not taking any chances where you’re concerned.”

  There was that warm, happy feeling again when he acted protective of her. She’d never met a man like that. She had to be careful or she was going to lose her heart to him. And she didn’t plan to ever hand that much control over to a man in her life.

  They arrived at her place, and he parked a house down, like he had before, and walked her up the front steps.

  “I need a house key,” he said. “Do you have a copy?”

  She shook her head. “I never needed one. I mean, there may be one around, but I wouldn’t know where.”

  “We’ll go make one tomorrow.”

  She unlocked the front door, and he pushed it open for her, letting her walk under his arm. She loved how strong and capable he was.

  She wondered how expensive it would be to just hire him for life.

  But she knew that was a foolish thought. Limes might be hot and capable and great in the sack. But he didn’t seem like the type to settle down, the type looking for commitment, and she didn’t want to get hurt by hoping otherwise.

  She still didn’t even understand his attraction to her.

  She walked into the kitchen and turned on the lights. Then she stretched and remembered her odd clothing. “I’m going to go take a shower and change. That okay with you?”

  His green eyes widened, but he nodded and walked down the back hallway, emerging with a shirt on and one of his duffle bags in his hand. “I’l
l just get started setting up.”

  And there was that weird feeling in the room again, that chemistry between them. That heat.

  She needed distraction. “When I’m done with that, I’ll start dinner, and then I have something I’d like to work on after, if it’s okay.”

  He nodded but didn’t look up. He was in his professional world now. His muscled, tattooed frame tensed in concentration as he rummaged through the bag, pulling out assorted things and arranging them on the carpet beside him.

  She loved watching him. Nothing scared her anymore. Not his nearly buzzed head—though she’d love to see that dark hair grow out—not his sharp, masculine features, not his piercing. Not his size.

  No, the only thing that scared her was how much she wanted him.

  She rubbed her hands over her arms as she walked down the hall, still aware of the slight satisfying ache from where he’d been inside her. Perhaps she’d better make that shower a cold one.

  * * *

  Limes couldn’t believe the effect she was having on him. He’d just had her and, already, just the mention of her taking a shower had him wanting to get steamy again. Literally.

  He grumbled to himself as he assembled the different pieces he would use for her home. He’d already counted the number of windows, and he had glass-break, motion, and doorstop sensors. He’d also install a substantial deadbolt.

  He did that first, not liking the idea of her not having one. He was glad she was in the shower so she didn’t hear the sound of him installing it, and he hoped she wouldn’t be mad at him for doing so.

  He was working on getting a motion sensor installed on her front window when she came into the room wearing a fluffy, modest robe over soft, worn pink pajamas. He grinned but kept focused on the drill in his hand.

  “You have to do that?” she asked.

  “I have to get them level in the sill so it knows when it opens,” he said.

  “Okay,” she said. “I’m going to start dinner. Any requests?”