by Jenika Snow
“That’s it. Right there is the sweet spot, Tarren.”
He pressed his hips into her more feverishly now, rubbing and grinding his dick against her belly, and growling out in pleasure. Lucas made a low hum against her damp flesh, and she turned her head to the side to allow him better access.
“You make me so hot, Tarren, that once I am balls deep inside of you there won’t be any doubt on who you belong to.”
Before she knew what was happening he was moving away from her. She watched with this drugged-out feeling as he finished stripping out of his clothes. He set his leather cut on the dresser, but the rest of his clothing was a pile of fabric on the ground at his feet. He stood in front of her naked, his hard, muscled and tattooed body on full display. The lights were off, the room cast in shadows, but she could see him clearly as if the sun shone through the window.
His tattoo of The Grizzly MC logo was inked right in the center of his chest, just like Jagger’s and Nico’s. That massive tattoo with the silhouetted Harley and the red claw marks behind it had her aroused, and needy for her big, bad bear biker. The top rocker read “Grizzly”, and the bottom rocker read “Colorado”. Tarren loved his ink, the dark lines, colorful designs that covered his shoulders and full sleeves of his arms. He was a force to be reckoned with, and his appearance matched. And Lucas was all hers.
He moved back toward her, pulled her close to his hot, hard body, and grabbed a chunk of hair behind her head. After tilting her head back and forcing her neck to arch, he claimed her mouth possessively. His steely hard cock rubbed along her belly, and the feeling of the wetness of his pre-cum scorched her skin in pleasure.
In a matter of seconds he had her in his arms and was striding to her bed. Tarren’s back hit the mattress, and she spread her thighs right away, tempting him with the sight of her pussy. She felt the wetness coat between her legs and knew she had to be red and swollen for him. Tarren looked at his cock, which he was currently stroking almost lazily as he stared at her pussy.
“Look at that cunt, baby. You’re so ready and primed for my dick.” He groaned out, his abdomen clenching and showing off the ribbed muscles that made up his six-pack. A clear drop of pre-cum could be seen at the tip of his shaft, and her mouth watered. She was an addict when it came to sucking his dick, but it wasn’t just the flavor of him that made her this fiend, but the smell, feel, and knowledge that it was all Lucas.
He moved closer, placed a knee on the bed, and had his hands on her legs, wrenching them open even further. Her muscles protested for a second, but then warmth filled her. He smoothed his hands up and down her thighs, his gaze trained on her pussy, and then he was straddling her, grabbing his cock, and staring at her face.
“You see what you do to me, Tarren?” He emphasized his question by stroking his dick faster and moving closer. The scent of him inflamed her, and she parted her lips as she stared at the thick, long length of his dick. His voice was deep and husky, and the sight of his bear flashing across his face turned up her arousal a notch. He was still very much an animal, and she loved that about him.
She nodded, not trusting her voice. His chest rose and fell fast and hard, and this low rumble left him. And then he was bracing a hand on the bed beside her head and rubbing the tip of his dick along her lips.
“Open up and lick me, Tarren. Suck all that pre-cum off of my cock. You’re the one that caused it, baby.”
She didn’t hesitate to part her lips and suck the head of his shaft in her mouth. He grabbed her wrists, held them above her head with one hand, and started thrusting into her shallowly. The grunts and deep breaths that came from him had her scissoring her legs on the bed, needing friction, or his big dick in her.
She sucked his cock for a few seconds before he pulled away, breathing heavily, and looking down at her with this fierce expression. The look on his face had her mouth drying, but her pussy becoming wetter. Lucas removed his hand from her wrists, but she left them above her head, waiting to see what he’d do next. He leaned back enough to look between the thighs, and she parted her legs wider for him.
“That’s a good girl. Fuck, you drive me crazy, Tarren.” He ran a hand over his mouth, and then moved it between her legs to spread his finger down the center of her slit. “Your cream is glistening for me.” He licked his lips, and then got down on his belly between her legs and placed a hand on her inner thighs, keeping her open for him. He cupped the mounds of her breasts and pulled at her nipples with his thumbs and forefinger.
“Lick my pussy, Lucas. God, just eat me out already.”
He chuckled like a sadist, but didn’t make her wait. He brought his tongue down her cleft, circled her pussy hole, and then brought the muscles back up to suck at her clit. “You’re mine, Tarren,” he said against her flesh.
Endorphins pumped through her body, and she wanted to scream out that yes, she was his. But she couldn’t breathe, let alone speak anymore.
“I’m going to claim you so fucking hard, Tarren. So hard that you will be sore when you walk tomorrow, and that my scent will cover you. All other males will smell you and know you’re mine.” And then he started eating her pussy out like he owned the damn thing. But he did. God, he owned every part of her.
****
Tarren tasted so fucking good that Lucas knew he could come just from the flavor of her alone. He started thrusting his hips on the mattresses, over and over again, dry humping the fuck out of the bed to relieve some of the pressure. Her flavor was sweet and musky, and he was so damn addicted to her pussy. He was so damn infatuated with her, possessive and territorial, that the idea of her with any other male had him seeing red with rage. With Tarren he was this caveman. She was his, and if any male fucked with her, hell, looked at her in a way that was less than innocent, he’d tear their bodies apart.
Lucas wanted to fuck her good and raw, but he wasn’t done sucking at her sweet pussy just yet. He used his thumbs to spread Tarren’s lips apart, and then he delved back in. He dragged his tongue along her soft, moist flesh, and she trembled beneath him. He placed a hand right in the center of her belly, held her in place, and knew that he could have her getting off once more. She was so damn curvy, so thick and plump that he felt like he was with a real woman, not the skinny bitches at the club.
He started sucking on her clit, pulling the little swollen nub with his lips until she was clenching the sheets in her hands beside her body. The little mewling sounds that came from her had his dick throbbing, his balls drawing up tight, and the need to come washing through him.
“Come undone for me, baby.” He licked at her slit, dragged his tongue through her folds, and then dipped it into her clenching pussy. He wanted her screaming in orgasm, wanted her pulling at his hair and scratching his flesh. His bear wanted out, and the animal was a greedy fucker for this woman. For their female.
“I can’t take anymore.” She moaned, thrashed her head back and forth, and then grabbed his hair. She started pulling at the strands, and he loved the bite of pain that it caused.
“It’s okay, baby. I know what you need, and I’m not going to make you suffer.” He looked up the length of her body. He continued to lick and suck at her swollen clit as he watched the ecstasy cover her face. An involuntary groan left him when her pussy clenched around his tongue. He thrust in and out of her, fucked her with the muscle until she moaned and pulled at his hair even harder.
She was tight and hot, and so wet that her cream covered his mouth and chin. He pulled out of her, but shoved a couple of fingers back into her waiting pussy hole. Her cunt made juicy noises as she clenched around him. He wanted her to get off hard, and he would make that happen before he pushed his dick inside of his female and claimed her fully.
It only took a few seconds for her whole body to tense as she had her orgasm. He didn’t stop eating out her juicy pussy until she begged him that she was too sensitive. He finally forced himself to pull away, and looked down at her spread before him. He still had her lips spread fully apart wi
th his thumbs, and he had a prime shot of how red, swollen, and creamy she was for him. He knew once he had his dick in her he’d stretch her so wide she’d be climaxing all over him. Taking hold of the root of his cock, he stroked himself from base to tip, not able to pull his gaze away from her cunt. “You look so damn good, baby. I’m going to fill you with so much of my cum that the sheets will be soaked as it slips out of this sweet little pussy.” He emphasized his point by bringing his hand down on her cunt, and smacking it slightly. She gasped out, and he looked at her face. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted, but he scented that she loved it.
“Be with me, Lucas,” she said breathlessly. She licked her lips and reached up to grab his cock. She stroked him from root to tip, and a groan spilled from him.
The wetness at the tip of his dick attested to the fact that he wouldn’t last much longer once he was buried deep inside of her. He was partially shifted because his bear wanted her, too. His canines were fully emerged, and his claws were out and ready to tear this bed apart as he pounded in and out of her. It would only take a small part of his human side to let go for his bear to come fully out. He wasn’t going to make his female wait any longer.
He moved between her thighs. “Grab onto the slats of the headboard. I want to see you stretched out for me.” He took hold of his dick once she did as he said, and jerked himself off for a few seconds. Once he was close enough to her pussy again that he could rub his dick up and down her slit, he did just that. He was barely holding on, and feeling her hot, wet flesh against his bare skin was almost too much for him. She was on the pill, and they were both clean, and although they always used condoms for extra protection, he wanted her right now. He wanted her bare, raw, and nothing separating them.
“Do it, Lucas. Fuck me without anything between us.”
He breathed out hard, told himself to calm down, and pushed the crown of his erection into her. She instantly clenched tight around him. A guttural groan left him at the feel, but he didn’t stop. The sensation of nothing between them, of just her smooth, hot and wet pussy gripped around his bare cock, was something he would never forget. He didn’t know if he could ever go back to wearing anything with her, because this felt so damn good.
He slammed his hands on either side of her head again, and pushed in another inch. Damn, he wouldn’t last five minutes inside of her like this. Tarren felt so good, and shit, his balls were pulling up close to his body with his imminent release. He kept his forearms straight and taut right by her head, and every muscle in his body was strung tight. She stared up at him, her mouth parted, her eyes wide, and beads of sweat dotting her forehead.
“It’s good baby. God, it’s so good.”
She nodded, closed her eyes, and dragged that little pink tongue along her bottom lip again. He leaned down and kissed her hard, made her taste herself on his tongue, and loved that she held his head to hers. They both groaned when he was fully inside of her and she clenched around him.
Lucas took hold of her jaw with his hand, applied pressure to her cheeks, and tilted her head to the side to deepen the kiss. The soft moans that left her had his dick jerking. The need to come made it nearly impossible for him to keep his control.
“I will never get used to how big your dick is, Lucas.” She arched her neck. “You’re stretching me so good.”
He pulled out just an inch, and then shoved back into her hard. He did this over and over again, making sure to completely fill her every time he pushed back into her. Sweat covered his back and forehead, and he watched as a drop landed on her breasts. He loved seeing that, loved that his scent would be engrained in her. And then he moved his mouth along the side of her neck, all the while thrusting into her in steady, deep movements. He dragged his tongue up and down her sweet, salty skin, memorizing the flavor and smell of her, and feeling the all-encompassing need to mark her. When she mewled and dragged her nails up and down his back, he pushed in and out of her faster and harder. He dragged his canines over her neck, felt her shiver, and wanted to mark her so damn badly. He wanted to pierce her soft flesh, have her blood bathe his tongue, and his saliva seep into her system. He pumped in and out of her until the sound of their skin slapping together filled his ears.
“I’m so close. I’m going to come again.” She gasped out, curled her nails into his arms, and he felt the sting of pain as she pierced his flesh.
His bear growled in approval, and he slammed into her harder. She moved up the bed an inch, and so he grabbed her shoulder, pulled her down on the mattress, and gritted his teeth at the exquisite feel of her clenching around his cock. He was close, too. But he wasn’t ready for this to end. He pulled out of her, flipped her onto her belly, and slid back into her pussy. She was now on her hands and knees, her ass popping out in all of its round, big glory. He spanked her right cheek, and then moved to the left. He smacked her ass until the fleshy mounds jiggled and her skin grew red. The new position had him sliding in even deeper. He went back to fucking her, pushing into her, and then pulling out. Her head was turned to the side, and her eyes were closed. He curled his hands into her hips, and a hiss of pleasure and pain left her.
“Just one more time, baby. Just give it to me one more time.” The first ripple of her inner muscles along his cock told him she was right there. Lucas spanked her ass once more, and she cried out as she came again. He couldn’t stop himself from following her over the edge. With a mighty roar he opened his mouth, felt his canines lengthen another inch, and came so damn hard he couldn’t see straight. But he didn’t slow or stop pounding into her. He filled her with his cum, made her take every last drop of it, and had a hold of her hips still. He pulled her back on him as he thrust forward, making sure not one drop of his seed spilled from her just yet.
When he broke away from her, Lucas instantly looked at her spread cunt. His cum and her wetness slowly started to come out of her, and it was hot as fuck.
Proprietary feelings slammed into him. He couldn’t hold himself up any longer, and fell beside her on the bed. They faced each other, breathed out, and she started chuckling.
“God, Lucas, you know how to make a sane woman go insane.”
He grinned, leaned into her, and kissed her on the forehead. Grabbing her waist he pulled her closer to him, and started running his hand up and down her back, and then moved lower until he was cupping her ass. He slipped his finger between her legs, teased her clit and slit until she sighed, and then pulled his hand back. She was soaking wet with their combined fluids, and he fucking loved it.
“Spend the night with me,” she said sleepily.
“I’m not going anywhere, baby.” He kissed her again, grabbed the blankets and covered them, and kept her close. He had no plans on going anywhere. Ever. She was his, and he was hers, and that was how it would be until he stopped breathing.
Chapter Twelve
Two pink lines
Tarren had this feeling, this edgy sense that something was very different. It had been a little over a month since she had slept with Lucas and they hadn’t used any protection. And although she wouldn’t have thought anything of it since she was on the pill, she was late, and she was never late. Her period was like damn clockwork, always on time, and an utter annoyance. But right now she had prayed for it, because being pregnant was so not what she needed right now.
She stood in the center of her bathroom, that damn little stick of doom hanging loosely in her hand, and seeming like it would take forever to show her the results. Maybe she should have gotten one of the digital ones, but she was going old fashioned for this.
And then there was the sound of someone coming in. Tarren’s heart pounded fast. She started to sweat, and before she could react Tawny was bursting through her bedroom calling out her name. There Tarren stood, a pregnancy test in hand as her younger sister walked around the corner.
“I was pounding on your front door a few times, and then just let myself in,” Tawny said, stopping in the doorway and knitting her brows at Tarren. “What’
s wrong with you?” her little sister asked.
They stared at each other for a second, before Tawny’s gaze lowered to the stick Tarren held. And then Tawny’s eyes widened.
“Is that what I think it is?” she asked.
Tarren swallowed, looked down at the pregnancy stick, and her heart plummeted in her stomach. Two pink lines. She was staring at two fucking pink lines.
Obviously she knew having unprotected sex could lead to pregnancy, but she had been on the pill—religiously taking it—and had been so caught up in the moment that she hadn’t given it much thought. Well now she was paying the price.
“What does it say?” Tawny whispered, and moved closer.
“Two pink lines.” She lifted the stick and showed Tawny.
“Are you sure that two pink lines mean you’re pregnant?” Tawny asked, looking confused and worried.
“Pretty damn sure. God,” Tarren said, tossed the stick on the counter, and sat her ass on the toilet seat. She hung her head, breathing out, and felt like she’d pass out.
“Dad is going to flip,” Tawny said with a bit of fear in her voice. “But Lucas is going to shit bricks.”
“Please, Tawny. That is so not what I want to hear right now.” They were both silent for a few seconds, and the Tawny got down on her knees in front of Tarren, took her hands, and held them tightly.
“It’ll be okay, Tarren.”
She lifted her head and stared at her younger sister, barely graduated from high school. Tawny sounded so sure of what was going on. Tears sprang in Tarren’s eyes, but they were more from fear of the unknown.
“What am I supposed to do? I can barely support myself, let alone a little baby.” Tarren wiped her tears away, and Tawny sat on her ass on the floor.
There was this fierce look on Tawny’s face after Tarren had spoken. “You know Lucas will be there for you, no matter what. He is so head over heels for you, and devotion doesn’t even begin to describe his feelings for you.”