***
Sitting down on her bed in the cabin, Amanda closed her eyes. She was agitated. The worker – Kevin, as she remembered – was disgusting to her. Well, he wasn’t ugly or unpleasant, but he was flirting with her, which was so wrong, taking into consideration the fact that she was in love with Roger. Amanda opened her eyes. Then her eyes widened with surprise and disbelief, as she could clearly see Roger standing outside the cabin right in front of the window, looking at her. Amanda got instantly turned on, the wave of emotions and memories swiping over her entirely, as she looked at him, starting to burn with desire. But something was wrong: Roger was looking at her in a different way. He wasn’t smiling, and his eyes weren’t smiling either. He looked menacing. He was serious. Serious and strict. The initial pleasant emotions that flooded Amanda turned into anxiety. Why was he looking at her like that? What was wrong? Could it be that he didn’t love her? Could it be that he was a dangerous person and wanted revenge for something? Amanda’s eyes got wider with horror, as fear started to slowly creep over her. She could stay that way forever, but Roger came near the door and knocked on it. It was a sign that he needed to speak with her, she thought. Shaking the bad thoughts out of her mind, Amanda slowly got up, still a little shakily and walked towards the cabin door. She opened it tentatively and looked at Roger, trying to understand what his expression meant.
***
“Hello, Amanda,” Roger said in his deep and sexy voice, burning a fire inside Amanda, melting her completely.
“Hello, Roger,” Amanda said, not being able to contain her passion while looking at him. She looked into his eyes, lips, each and every feature, remembering their hot kisses and hugs.
“Amanda,” he said calmly, “I need to speak with you.”
She closed her eyes, not knowing what it meant. Why did he want to speak with her? And about what? She wondered.
“Sure,” Amanda mumbled, scratching her forehead slightly with her finger. “Where?” she added.
“Let’s go for a walk, Amanda,” Roger said and gave way for her to get out of the cabin. She got out, closing the door, and they started to walk through the forest, towards the waterfall.
There was awkward silence between them. Roger wanted to find out her true feelings about him. It was of utmost importance for him. He didn’t know how to start the conversation though. When they were near the waterfall, Roger stopped and said:
“Amanda, there is something very important that I need to tell you.”
“Yes?” Amanda asked, looking at him with her innocent blue eyes.
“Since the moment that I saw you, something changed in me,” he said. It wasn’t easy for him to say such things because he had never been in love before and had never said such things to anybody. Now he was facing that challenge, standing in front of a petite pretty girl and saying things, which made him vulnerable.
Amanda was silent, looking at him. Roger continued: “I have never felt this way for anybody, Amanda. You’re the first one in the world. I feel like I can’t breathe when you’re not around.”
He could hear and see Amanda’s breathing becoming faster. She had blushed, too. Her eyes had acquired a special sparkle, threatening to burn him alive.
“Amanda,” he continued, taking her shaking hands into his own. “I want to know what kind of feelings you have got for me, if any. I know it may be early to ask this type of questions, but we have had a very passionate encounter, which was not a joke, so there must be something that you feel for me. Whatever it is, it is some kind of feeling, and you’re feeling it,” he added. “Please tell me what it is.”
Amanda couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Roger was kind of saying he was in love with her. Now it was her turn to tell him about her feelings. She was as confused as she could ever be. She wanted to spill everything out and tell him that she couldn’t live without him, that she hadn’t spent a minute without thinking about him, that she couldn’t sleep without having fantasized about him for a few hours beforehand, and so on. But there were issues inside her mind, as well. She was worried if he was the right person to be trusted, or if she was doing the right thing. After all, he was still a mystery to her, and she didn’t even know who he was. There was another thing, too. The worker, flirting with her. She was now afraid to go to the construction site, as that worker was there and who knows what surprises he could have for her. She wanted to let Roger know about it.
Chapter 10: Shrieks and Cries
Amanda looked into Roger’s eyes and said:
“Roger,” her own voice seemed a bit laid off and unnatural to her. “I… don’t know.” Roger raised one eyebrow.
“Roger,” Amanda continued, “I don’t know you at all. There is nothing that I know about you and it makes me feel distant from you.”
Roger nodded. It seemed that he understood what she was talking about. Amanda took a deep breath.
“Roger, besides feeling distant from you, there is something else that I feel,” Amanda said. “I feel like I can trust you. Those two feelings are so contrary to each other that it seems crazy, but it’s like that. I trust you so much, that I can tell you all my secrets,” Amanda chuckled.
Roger smiled. “And do you have any secrets that you’d like to share with me?”
Amanda hesitated for a second, but then she said: “Well, yes, there is.”
Roger didn’t say anything. He was waiting for her to talk.
“Roger,” Amanda said, “there is one worker on the construction site, and...”
Roger’s face tightened. The thing, which was bugging him since the moment he saw Kevin flirting with Amanda, was coming to the surface. It was untamable anger.
“Well, he tried to kiss me today, and said unpleasant stuff,” Amanda said, blushing. “I am a bit scared to go to the construction site, in case he’s there. I’m afraid.”
“I saw him flirting with you. Didn’t you like what he said or did?” Roger asked through clenched teeth. The memories of Amanda’s encounter with Kevin became fresh and vivid again, making Roger’s blood boil in his veins.
“Oh, you saw it?” Amanda asked in surprise. “Were you hiding somewhere nearby?”
“Yes,” he answered in a low voice, adding: “Amanda, you didn’t answer my question. Did you like what he said or did?” Roger could feel anger accumulating in him in such a speed, that he was surprised. It was getting dangerous. Not having shifted in a day, Roger could feel the jealousy, anger and the urge to shift becoming intolerably strong.
Amanda looked at him incredulously. “Of course, not,” she exclaimed. “He wasn’t pleasant to me at all.”
“Amanda,” Roger said, starting to shake, “please go. Go away. Get away from here.” He was afraid that he would shift unwillingly, in front of Amanda’s eyes, and it was the last thing he wanted her to see.
Amanda shook her head, looking at him with wide opened eyes: “Why, Roger? Why are you asking me to go? What’s happening?”
The shifting process was starting; he could feel it. However hard he tried to suppress the urge, it was impossible. It was stronger than him; it was more powerful than anything else. Of course the jealousy and the anger fueled the urge to shift, he knew it, and there was nothing he could do.
“Roger, please tell me why you want me to go?” Amanda said again, holding his head with both of her hands and looking close into his eyes, trying to find an answer there. She knew she would die if it turned out that Roger didn’t want to be with her. She realized that what she felt was more than love and more than passion. It was a more powerful form of love. She had to let him know about it. She thought it was her last chance.
“Amanda, run away! Go away!” Roger shouted, as he felt the process of shifting starting for sure.
“Roger, no!” Amanda shouted, still holding his head with both her hands. “I won’t go anywhere from here! I won’t go away from you! Even if it means death, I will stay! I love you, Roger! I love you!” Amanda was shouting in the top of her lungs. It was
the cry of her soul, which needed to get released, to come out, to be free.
Amanda’s shrieks about her love gave Roger new emotions, which only accelerated the shifting process.
“I love you, do you hear me?” Amanda shrieked, as she moved closer and enclosed his lips with hers. A very passionate kiss. And a strange one, too. During the kiss Amanda started to feel that Roger was becoming a very strange creature – his lips becoming hairy and contorted. She stopped the kiss and looked at him closely. Roger’s face was covered in dark brown hair, he had dangerously sharp teeth and his fingers were slowly turning into claws.
It was impossible, Amanda thought. It seemed like a bad dream. A big brown bear was standing in front of her, where Roger had been standing a minute ago. And even if it wasn’t enough, the bear stood on its hind legs and howled with all its might, turning and running off into the forest, disappearing from her view. Her eyes big with fright and shock Amanda felt dizzy. Everything turned black in front of her eyes, as it seemed to her that she felt earthquake. It was a never-ending earthquake, making her head spin around and around. Eventually Amanda collapsed onto the ground, as she fainted.
***
Amanda opened her eyes and looked around: she was in her bed in the cabin. She had a headache and didn’t know what had happened to her and why she was lying down with her clothes on, in the afternoon. Amanda closed her eyes. Suddenly memories started to come into her mind, like water drops. Memories of Roger turning into a bear… Amanda shook her head, making it hurt more. “No, it can’t be true,” she thought. “It was probably a nightmare.” But she clearly remembered what had happened there, in the forest. It didn’t seem like a bad dream. It seemed like reality. Roger was a bigger mystery now to her. “I must have hit my head when I fainted,” Amanda thought through pulsing pain in her head.
She sat up in her bed with difficulty and looked around: Roger was sitting on a chair in his shorts, in the back of the cabin. He was silent and calm. He was looking at Amanda, his eyes kind and with somewhat apologetic expression in them. For a minute there was silence, as Amanda was looking back at him, trying to think of something to tell him. Something that would make sense. It wouldn’t make sense if she asked him: “Are you a bear?” It wouldn’t even be polite. It would sound absurd.
As if reading her mind and saving her from much torture of formulating the right question, Roger said:
“Amanda, you saw it yourself, so there’s nothing that I can keep a secret from you anymore. I am a shifter. I can shift into a bear. Now you know it all.”
It took a couple of minutes until Amanda was able to move or speak. So it wasn’t a bad dream, after all. It was as crazy as it sounded, but Roger was a bear. A half-bear, so to say. Amanda sat upright in her bed, trying to get accustomed to the new and strange idea.
“Amanda, I live in the forest, and that waterfall is my shower in the mornings,” Roger said, smiling. “I don’t have any family left, and I don’t have any friends, either. Today I was out of control because of jealousy and anger, so I shifted against my will.”
Amanda smiled. A bear or a human, she loved Roger. He was the man of her dreams.
Chapter 11: Can It Get Any Hotter?
Roger got up slowly and came to sit beside Amanda, on her bed. Amanda’s heartbeat was so strong that it seemed to her Roger could also hear it. When he sat down, their legs touched, giving Amanda an instant turn-on. Her entire body seemed electrified, as she was too conscious that Roger was sitting on her bed, with their legs touching. Amanda blushed, and could feel her face burning. Well, not only her face, but her body, too. She felt his scent, longing for him to come closer, to embrace her, to hug and kiss her.
“Amanda,” Roger said, taking her hand in his palms and rubbing it gently. “You are beautiful. In every single way.”
Amanda looked at him, beaming. Now that she knew Roger was really special, she felt different, in a good way. She felt that she had known him for ages, had been with him for a very long time. He was becoming her soul mate, and it was the most unexplainably cozy feeling for her.
“Roger,” she said, smiling, “I am not afraid of the bear in the forest anymore.”
“I know,” Roger said, putting his arm around her shoulders and moving her even closer to him.
Amanda could feel his warm breath on her forehead. She knew that the kiss wasn’t far away. Her heart was bursting out of her chest in anticipation of the sweet kiss she had been longing for during the past few days. She turned her face towards him, already dizzy and breathing deeply. The memories of the previous kisses and the excitement of the upcoming kiss got her out of control. She put her hand on Roger’s bare upper body, grabbing the hairs on his muscular chest, making him moan with pleasure. Roger reached for her lips, which were half-parted, ready for the kiss. They kissed slowly, fully enjoying and savoring every moment, every detail of the kiss, every breath taken and every heartbeat. Without stopping the kiss, Amanda put both of her hands around his neck, getting slowly onto his lap, facing him. She had her legs on both sides of Roger, giving him the perfect chance to grab her butt in her jeans shorts and caress it.
“Ohhh,” Amanda moaned through the kiss, making Roger hotter and fiercer.
Every time Amanda moaned like that, Roger lost his mind. Amanda seemed so fragile, burning in desire, moaning, being unable to hold back her passion, and it drove Roger crazy. He grabbed Amanda’s tiny body, hugging her tightly, as he felt his dick getting active and involved in the process. His hard dick pressed between Amanda’s thighs, making her squeak. Her legs, wide open and around Roger’s waist, she couldn’t do anything else but to feel the pressure of his big dick on her feminine parts in every detail. One of his hands on her butt, squeezing and cupping, Roger tore Amanda’s tiny blouse, grabbing her breasts as he went. The never-ending kiss was making the touches more vivid and pleasurable. Roger ended the kiss, turning towards Amanda’s breasts. He trapped one of the nipples between his index and middle fingers and started sucking on it slowly. Her scent was hypnotizing him. Her soft pink nipples, that were hardening as he played with them, were like small rose buds, tasty and erotic. Amanda shut her eyes, put her head back and moaned with closed mouth. She arched her back, letting him have full access on her pretty round breasts. Hard breathing, moaning and sucking noise were all that could be heard in the cabin.
***
The more Roger licked and sucked her nipples, the more Amanda felt passionate, until she felt it couldn’t get any hotter. Her feminine parts being pressed by his dick, even though both of them were still dressed, she instinctively started rocking on him gently, feeling the dick more vividly, and moaning with pleasure. She was caressing Roger’s neck and back, sometimes pressing his head on her breasts, to let him know she was enjoying it.
Amanda slowly rocking on his dick in rhythmic movements, it got Roger wilder and more passionate. He stopped playing with her hardened nipples, looked into her eyes full of desire, her darkened blue eyes, her parted lips, felt her heavy breathing. He knew she was longing for him to enter, she needed him there. She was begging him with her gaze, he could tell. With one swift movement Roger placed Amanda on the bed and started to unbutton her jeans shorts. He unzipped the zipper, slowly, torturing passion-driven Amanda. She had turned her face to the side and was moaning, with her eyes shut. She was definitely in the deepest desire. Roger took her shorts off, taking his off, too. Caressing her belly, reaching her belly button with his middle finger, he sent shivers up Amanda’s body, and then his fingers slowly reached the edge of her white thong.
“Ohh, Roger,” Amanda whispered, panting. “I can’t hold back anymore… I need you… now…”
Amanda felt dizzy. Her head was spinning from so much heavy breathing. She felt burning all over, and only Roger could extinguish her fire. She wanted him to undress her quickly and fuck her until she died but he was taking his time, torturing her in her passionate state. Amanda was squirming, rocking, her legs parted, ready for him. When her thong
was off at last, she felt Roger caressing her inner thighs, making her move her hips up, begging him to turn his attention to her clit and other feminine parts. Roger lowered his head, close enough for Amanda to feel his warm breath between her legs. It drove her crazy. She tilted her hips up all the way she could, hoping to touch him in the face. When Roger licked her clit with the tip of his tongue, Amanda almost fainted of pleasure.
Being in a wild desire and passionate state himself, Roger wanted to have Amanda in the wildest way possible and get inside her in a minute. But when he discovered Amanda in such a state, where she was moaning and begging him to enter her, he became intrigued. Roger wanted to see Amanda burning with passion and lust, longing for him to have her. That was a very erotic scene, as she tilted and moved her hips, wanting to reach him. He was discovering a new way of making love, a way which was adding to his turn-on. A very erotic and sexy way, which was very enticing to watch. Amanda burning in desire, her legs parted, her hips going up and down, as she moaned with her eyes closed. Licking and kissing between her thighs only made her wilder. Not being able to hold back anymore, Roger put his dick between her widely spread legs and pressed.
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