Never Let You Go (Bears In Love Book 1)

by Sway Jones

  “No,” Jai agreed solemnly. “You’ll see. She’s fine but waiting for you. Go on.”

  Chapter 18

  Waverly shivered hard. She was freezing. Never had she felt so cold in her life. Her breath appeared before her. She was grateful for at least being able to stay inside her car even though there was no heat because it wouldn’t start. If she had taken off for Millers Hill on foot she would have been dead before she got a mile away from her vehicle.

  Her hands shook as she stared down at her cellphone one more time. Still no bars. She noticed her fingers were turning blue. It was so cold her body was pooling all her blood into her torso to keep her heart and lungs warm. Her extremities were quickly becoming useless.

  She wondered where Ryan was. Surely he realized something was wrong when she didn’t call in like she was supposed to.

  “He’s busy,” she stuttered through chattering teeth. “He’s forgotten about you. Out of sight, out of mind.”

  But you’re his mate, she told herself. Shouldn’t he know that you are in trouble?

  A lot of things should be but that doesn’t mean they will be.

  She closed her eyes suddenly feeling tired. Leaning back in the driver’s seat, she thought a bit frantically that she needed to sit back up, not sleep like her body wanted. Her eyes blinked languorously. But everything seemed to be decelerating. Time seemed to tick slower and slower. The snow fell lethargically. The wind slackened.

  Blackness descended upon her consciousness.

  Chapter 19

  “There!” Ryan shouted pointing out a car by the side of the road nearly covered up by snowdrifts. Almost before Hank could stop his truck, his brother was out the door and running up to the disabled vehicle.

  Ryan cleared the snow from the driver’s side window to look inside. He roared in desperate fear. Before he could think about it, he grabbed the car door with all his bear’s strength and ripped it off. Reaching in he seized his mate and pulled her out of the car. She lay limply in his arms.

  No, he thought frantically. No, no, no. He could feel how cold she was. She radiated no heat. Pulling her in tight to him, he ran back to Hank’s truck, meeting his brother halfway.

  “I have to get her warm,” Ryan shouted not stopping to talk to his brother.

  They both jumped into the truck and Hank turned up the heat.

  “Strip her,” Hank barked at him. “You too. Skin to skin will warm her quickly.”

  “Right,” Ryan agreed trying to figure out how she was bundled up as he pulled open his coat and shirt. He moved with swift efficiency. He had too. She was going to die if he didn’t get her temperature up.

  He roared when her ice-cold body touched his hot one. She was too cold.

  “I need to warm her with my bear,” he rumbled anxiously to his brother. “We have to get home quickly.”

  “Ok. But this ice is bad. No wonder she slid into that telephone pole. We’ll be there soon. Hold her tight.”

  “Hurry brother. Hurry.”

  Chapter 20

  She was wrapped in a soft, heated, fur cocoon, she thought happily. She smiled and snuggled in closer to the source of the warmth that invaded her entire body. All she remembered was a cold darkness descending over her and taking away her ability to move. Her legs, feet, arms and hands had frozen stiff.

  But now she could feel her extremities and she used them to grab hold of the big furry body that was like a radiator giving off heat. She smiled as her body moved up and down as the beast breathed deeply.

  Her eyes popped open and she realized in a split second that she was indeed on top of a beast. An animal. A bear.

  And she was naked.

  As she fearfully scrambled away from the one sleeping body, she ran into another big furry body. She was lying between two grizzly bears! A big striped cat lay sleeping at her feet. Sitting up she barely contained her instinctual scream at finding herself in the middle of three predators.

  Calm down, she told herself. It’s Ryan and his brothers. You’re ok. You’re safe.

  She started to shake from the sudden loss of adrenaline and warmth. When a wet, cold nose touched her naked back, she squeaked in surprise but managed to turn around to look into the eyes of the big bear. They reminded her of Ryan’s. They were Ryan’s – kind and gentle.

  Unable to stop herself, she hugged him, not capable of getting her arms even halfway around his neck. She buried her face in his fur.

  “Thank you Ryan,” she whispered. “Thank you for saving me.”

  She felt the rumble from deep in his chest. It was a comforting sound and sensation.

  “You came. You knew. You rescued me. I love you Ryan,” she said before she lost her nerve. “I love you so much.”

  Before she knew what was happening, she found herself in Ryan’s embrace. He had shifted.

  “I love you Waverly,” he replied his voice thick with emotion. “Almost losing you … I can’t. Not again. Marry me Waverly. Be my wife. My forever mate.”

  Tears started to stream down her face. She pulled away and even more tears began to fall when she saw his tears. “Yes,” she exclaimed with utter delight. “Yes I’ll marry you!”

  The smiles they both wore dazzled beneath their tears.

  Chapter 21

  “You look beautiful,” Ryan commented, his voice deep and rumbly with desire. “I am the luckiest bear on the planet.”

  “I’m the most blessed human woman in the universe!” Waverly said smiling, like she had been all week.

  As soon as they decided to marry, Ryan didn’t want to wait any longer than necessary to make it permanent in the eyes of the law. They went to the county seat and got married by the only county judge in the state that allowed such shotgun weddings. He was a horse shifter who knew of the mate call and how it would not be denied.

  Once married, Ryan and his brothers had moved Waverly into his home. She had quit her job and happily became a part of farm life. The brothers showed her around the place and helped to decide what jobs she could take on, like feeding the chickens and calves. She thought she could muck stalls too but Ryan refused to let her. He didn’t want her doing anything too physical. Especially since he planned on having her pregnant as soon as they could find some time and energy to make love.

  All week they had been too exhausted to have sex. Between moving her onto the farm and keeping up with all the chores, they had all put in around the clock hours to keep all the animals alive during the relentless snowstorms that kept coming.

  Finally tonight, Ryan’s brothers had decided that if he didn’t make love to his wife, they were going to have one mean, grumpy bear on their hands. So the boys made themselves scarce, not showing up for supper like they usually did, since Waverly had fallen into the habit of feeding them all three meals a day. Tonight the men would take care of things on the farm while their brother consummated his marriage.

  “Come here,” Ryan growled, pulling her into his arms before she could put her coat on to go out and feed the calves like she did before she fed the four big bears.

  As they kissed, Ryan picked Waverly up into his arms and carried her to his bedroom. It was still early in the evening. He hoped she wasn’t too tired. He had let her sleep in that morning and strongly suggested an afternoon nap. He had forbidden her to do any outside chores that day as well. He wanted her well rested for tonight.

  Sliding her down his body as he put her back on her feet next to their bed, he made sure she could feel how excited he was by her from only one kiss. Deepening the kiss, he grabbed her head and angled it so that he could taste more of her. He was rewarded with an embrace that hugged her entire softness to his hardness.

  “I need you Waverly,” he choked out, pulling away slightly. “I need to be inside you now.”

  “I need you too Ryan,” she whined. “Please make love to me.”

  “Always,” he whispered, beginning to strip her of her sweater and jeans. When she was down to her pretty lace bra and underwear, he stood
back to look at his woman. She was all soft curves and valleys that he hungered for more than he did life. He would gladly die in order to be ensconced in her thickness.

  Thinking about how he had almost lost her drove his need to finally mark her as his. The thought of being without his mate terrified him. He needed her to complete him. She needed him to complete her. They were two halves of the same whole. The Goddess had decreed their relationship from the beginning of time. Cold death could not keep them away from each other. His warmth had returned her to him. It would keep them both alive no matter what happened in the future. He would save her and she would him.

  Now he had her under his roof and in his bed. He could better keep watch over her. He was about to put his cubs into her and then there was no going back. She was his.

  He pushed her gently onto the mattress. She sat on the edge, her legs dangling off the sides of the gigantic bed. Her look of complete adoration as she stared up at him, constricted his chest with such emotion he lost his breath.

  This woman loved him. He had found her. Thank the Goddess for making her for him. He was beginning to doubt he had a mate out there given his track record. Yet here she was in his bedroom, on his bed, waiting for him to show her how much he loved her.

  As he leaned down to kiss her, his mouth moved slowly down her body. He stopped at her breasts, playing gently with her pebbled tips until they pushed up against her lace bra begging him to let them loose, which he did, sliding her bra off her after undoing it. He pushed her down while nuzzling her neck softly, to lie on the bed until she was completely prone.

  Lifting her legs straight up, he settled her knees on one shoulder. Grabbing her panties, he pulled them off of her sliding them up her thick thighs, over her knees and off her legs. He then grabbed one leg and put it on his other shoulder.

  He hear her whimper in fear at the vulnerable position he had her in.

  “It’s ok Waverly,” he murmured softly, gently. “It’s me, your bear. I’m not going to hurt you.”

  “I – I know,” she reassured herself more than him. “I’ve never done this. I’m – scared.”

  “I understand but soon you won’t be feeling anything but pure bliss.”

  As his lips made their way down her legs, alternating from one to the other, her breathing sped up and her heart followed along. This was really happening. She was going to have sex with a man who was her husband. She was married! How had someone like her gotten married to an incredible man who was also a bear?

  The last two weeks had been a whirlwind. She had met a man, went on one date, been rescued by him and now was married to him living in his – their home. Never would she have thought such a series of events could happen to someone like her. She couldn’t wait to tell Delilah. She hoped her best friend would be happy for her and not feel left out. It had happened so fast!

  Skipping over the juncture between her legs, he nuzzled her stomach, causing her to stiffen in fear. Laying kisses all over her softly rounded tummy, he whispered sweet endearments to her, letting her know that he loved every part of her body, even those parts she was ashamed of. This man was desperate to be with her. His lust was palpable.

  As she relaxed, she began to run her fingers through his hair causing him to shiver with her electric touch. He didn’t realize how shocking it could be to have a woman caress him like that. No other woman had brought out such physical responses in his body. What he would have missed if he had settled for one of those other women in his past.

  “I love you,” he told her again and again until he settled his mouth over her clit.

  Her back arched up as he suctioned his mouth and applied pressure on her small bundle of nerves. The sensations, he was building up in her body, were beyond her wildest imaginations. She had played with herself many times but never had it been like this before. His tongue traced all kinds of patterns over her hard clit and then moved on to her moist pussy lips.

  “Oh God!” she cried out as he nibbled on her labia causing sparks of electricity to shoot to her womb. She splayed her legs in order to accommodate his wide shoulders as he settled in to work at her pussy all night if she would let him. He could eat her for hours, so enjoying the taste of her honey.

  After her third orgasm he pulled himself away from her sweet pussy and settled his hips in between hers. Holding himself up, he grabbed his fully engorged cock and washed it through her pussy juices lubricating it to take her easily.

  They stared into each other’s eyes as he readied his erection at her entrance.

  “I love you,” he said to her again, all the emotion he could muster into those three words. “I’ll never let you go.”

  “Don’t ever let me go,” she whispered back at him fiercely.

  With those words ringing in his ears, he plunged inside her, tearing away her virginity and laying claim to what was his by biting her in between her neck and shoulder, marking her permanently as his.

  “Are you ok?” he asked, as he lay deep inside her, surrounded by her softness, the coppery taste of her blood still fresh in his mouth.

  She opened her closed eyes and smiled up at him. There had been a slight pain from the bite but not from his penetration of her. She was so open to him that he had slid into her easily enough.

  “You marked me?” she asked lifting her fingers to the puncture wounds. “Your – fangs came out?”

  “Yes sweetness. Now you’ll be able to heal much quicker than a normal human being and live longer than average. Every other shifter will now be able to see that you are already taken. Does it hurt?”

  “No. I think they’ve already closed up.”

  “Yes they have.”

  She smiled up at him. “I’m yours now and forever,” she said softly. “And you’re mine too, right? Can I mark you?”

  “You already have. In my heart and soul.”

  She reached up to hug him her own heart and soul full of love.

  “I love the feel of you inside me,” she answered her voice raw with need. “You fill me up. I’ve been empty for so long and now you’re here.”

  “Yes I am,” he rasped. “Always.”

  He began to move in and out of her slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her pussy walls against his sensitive cock. When he felt her grasping at him with her vaginal muscles, his need grew precipitously and he began banging into her with all his passion and desire.

  Waverly cried out when he hit her cervix. The fact that he wasn’t wearing protection and that she wasn’t on birth control flitted through her mind but the thought went away as quickly as it came. It didn’t matter. She knew he wanted lots of kids. Now she did as well. Protection didn’t matter.

  “Harder!” she cried out clutching at his ass to pull him in tighter to her. “Harder Ryan! I need you!”

  Pushing himself up on his elbows he leveraged himself to give her what she wanted. As they stared into each other’s eyes, they caught up with each other as their orgasms hit and as one being they fell over the cliff into a pool of blissful pleasure.

  Holding onto each other, sleep came swiftly for a few hours. Ryan woke his wife with some well-placed nips to her clit and labia, causing her to yelp when she awoke. They made love again and several more times during the night until the early morning when they finally settled in for some sleep.

  Coming soon Bears In Love Series Book Two!