by Jenika Snow
“Your ass was made for fucking.” He curled his fingers into said body part, and she bit her lip and closed her eyes. He gripped the little strip of material that was nestled between her cheeks and pulled it to the side. The air left her in a whoosh when he used his other hand to spread her ass open and proceeded to run his tongue up and down the slit of her pussy. He sucked and licked, nipped and hummed along her swollen, heated flesh.
The couch was big and wide, and she was forced to stand on her toes as he tormented her with his tongue. She was going to come, but of course he sensed that, because he moved away from her pussy and ran that long, thick muscle up and up until he skimmed the tight, unused hole of her ass. She could smell the sweet but musky scent of her arousal, knew her wetness had slipped between her ass cheeks during the ride to his cabin, and loved that Charlie sucked every last drop from her.
She’d never let a man touch her so intimately, so erotically, or in a way that was so forbidden. Over and over, he massaged the globes of her bottom, teasing and tormenting her to the point of climaxing then backing off and starting all over again. It was an ongoing harassment of pleasure, and Ary didn’t know how much more she could take.
“Ask me for it, Ary.” He slapped his hand on her ass, and she squeaked out. “Ask me for my cock in your cunt.”
Oh. God. His words were so vulgar and should offend her, but Goddammit they turned her on.
“Ask for it, kitten.” He slapped her ass again and went back to running his tongue along the puckered hole of her bottom.
“Charlie.” He growled against her body when she said his name, and her arousal kicked into overdrive. “I am so desperate for your cock inside me.” In the next second, he tore her panties from her and threw them to the side. The material had dug into her flesh with his frantic motions and left a burning sensation along her hips, but it was a welcome feeling that swirled with her pleasure. His rough respirations wafted across her back, and then she felt him step away.
Sucking in a great lungful of air, she looked over her shoulder and watched him shed his clothes. Hard, tanned flesh was revealed. A light sprinkling of dark-blond hair spread across his chest, past his belly button, and created a trimmed nest of the same colored hair that framed his cock.
All she could do was stare at what was big and thick and pointed right at her. It was, without a doubt, the biggest dick she had seen, and that was saying a lot, since her ex hadn’t been in the small department. She had never been with a bear shifter before and heard other women gossip about their breed being the biggest around, but good fucking Lord, he was monstrous.
And she was going to take all of him.
4
Taking hold of the root of his cock, Charlie stroked it a few times. His gaze jumped from her ass to her eyes then back to her bottom again. “Spread your ass for me, kitten.” Reaching behind her, she grabbed each cheek and pulled them apart. Her pussy lips spread wide, and the cool air teased her cleft.
“Fuck, you’re so pink and wet.” He stepped closer, and his body heat was ten times more powerful without his clothes on. He ran his finger down her slit and pushed it into her pussy. Immediately, she clamped her inner muscles down on the digit.
He grunted in approval. Her inner thighs and pussy were so sensitive from the scruff along his cheek when he had eaten her out. A brilliant image of him thrusting his cock in and out of her coursed through her mind in vivid detail.
Ary wanted to be sore and aching from how hard and fast he fucked her. That thought shocked her, but not enough to let her fear take hold. She wanted this, and by God she would have it. He reached down, grabbed a condom from his wallet in the back of his jeans, and sheathed himself. His length pressed between her pussy lips, and a groan spilled from both of them. He dug his hands into her hips, and she knew there would be bruises, but that only made her wetter.
He used his foot to kick her feet farther apart and nestled his lean hips between her thighs. That first touch of his cock head to her pussy sent a thrill up her spine. He rubbed himself against her, up and down and faster and harder until she was moving her ass back against him, pleading without words that she wanted him buried inside her.
“You’re a greedy little thing.” There was nothing but strained heat in his words, and she prayed he didn’t get off on torturing her. As nice as that sounded, she wanted to be fucked good and hard, and right now.
Looking over her shoulder, she narrowed her eyes. The feline in her unsheathed her claws. She didn’t know how bears fucked, but her cat wanted it now. She was done with this teasing bullshit. His lips twitched, and she knew he thought this was just too funny. She was still good and intoxicated but coherent enough that she wasn’t going to back down. Lifting her ass, which caused the tip of his dick to slide partially into her pussy, had his jaw clenching and a soft moan spilling from her.
“Just shove that big dick in my pussy. That’s why I’m here, right?” Where in the hell had that come from? She blamed the alcohol and her hormones for the fierce fire that came from her.
A flicker of emotion passed over his face, but it was gone as soon as it arrived. She didn’t know what he was trying to hide, but she knew her words sparked something inside him. A glance down at where he held onto her hips showed his own claws had come out. It wasn’t unheard of for some shifters to partially turn into their inner animals during extreme emotions.
The very thought of Charlie’s bear coming out, even if it was just his claws, had her so aroused that wetness slipped down her inner thighs. She tried again to push herself back on his shaft, but he tightened his hold on her.
“I don’t know what kind of males you fucked back in the day, but bears are the ones in control.” He reared his hand back and slapped her ass hard enough that her flesh stung something fierce. “I fuck you, not the other way around. Do you understand, kitten?” He spanked her again, and she closed her eyes in bliss. The alpha in him called out to her, and she wanted to do whatever he said. Her past lovers had never been like this, and that sent a wave of delicious ecstasy through her. Charlie liked to be in control, and she wanted him to use that dominance on her.
She licked her lips. “Yeah, I understand.” They stared at each other for several seconds, and the only warning she got before he took her completely was his nails digging into her flesh. He shoved all of those hard, thick inches into her, and she cried out in pleasure/pain. Never had she felt so stretched, so full, so totally taken with only one thrust. Her inner muscles clenched along his length, and he grunted.
“You keep doing shit like that and I won’t last ten fucking minutes inside you.” She breathed out and rested her head on the back of the couch. Her legs were spread as wide as they could go, and she knew he had a prime shot of her asshole and pussy. He let go of her waist and spread her cheeks so wide she knew he was watching his cock move in and out of her body. “Fucking hell, Ary.” He picked up speed and slammed harder into her. “Your cunt is so fucking tight.” He thrust into her again and again until she couldn’t see straight and couldn’t suck enough air into her lungs.
Sweat formed on her body, and she felt her orgasm starting to churn inside her, threatening her that what was happening would end far too soon. He worked his dick inside her in deep, long strokes, and she curled her hands into the butter-soft leather.
“I’m going to come,” she gasped out, and even though she wanted to feel it claim her, she didn’t want it to end yet.
“You’ll come when I fucking say it’s time, Ary.” Droplets of Charlie’s sweat landed on her back, and she arched up, wanting it covering her. As strange as that sounded, she wanted to feel his pheromones seeping into her, wanted his musk surrounding her, and wanted his big body curving around hers. As if her unspoken desire was said aloud, Charlie leaned forward so his sweat-slicked chest rubbed along her back. He continued to thrust into her, and she forced herself to hold off on coming. He pumped into her three more times and pulled out. Before disappointment could fill her, he had her turn
ed around and lifted into his arms.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He thrust into her with expertise and bounced her up and down on his cock. Charlie ran his teeth along the base of her neck before gently sinking them in just enough that pain sparked inside her. He started walking out of the living room with his dick still shoved deep inside her, and she thought for sure he was leading her to his room, but clearly he couldn’t make it that far. He pushed her against the wall in the hallway and pounded into her. She let her head fall back and closed her eyes in ecstasy.
“It’s so fucking good,” he grunted out against her neck and continued thrusting into her.
“I can’t hold off any longer.” Curling her nails into his biceps, she bit her bottom lip. He instantly stopped moving inside her, and she groaned in frustration. They both panted out, and she swore she could feel his erection pulse inside her, getting bigger and thicker. They stared at each other for a heartbeat, and the lust that bounced between them could have started fires. In a few quick strides, he was up the stairs and had them in a bedroom with the door slammed shut behind him.
The room was too dark to really see anything, but she didn’t need a visual. All she cared about was getting off with this Wylde bear’s huge dick inside her. He all but threw her onto the center of his mattress, and before she could complain, he was on top of her with a hand gripping each of her thighs. With an iron-like grip on each of her legs, Charlie pushed them open. Her labia parted, but she was too wet and aroused to give a damn what she must look like down there.
The monstrous shaft that rose from between his thighs looked like it could do some damage, and by the tenderness of her pussy, she knew it did. She flicked her eyes to his face and saw him looking at her splayed pussy.
“Fucking hell, kitten.” His massive chest rose and fell from the force of his breathing. The sting of pain from his fingers digging into the sensitive flesh had her pleasure increasing. Who knew she had masochistic tendencies? “I am going to tear you up.” His filthy fucking words had her hips lifting on their own. He certainly showed her exactly what he was made of, but she wanted so much more. His eyes bored into hers. “You want that, don’t you? You want me fucking you so damn hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.” Good Lord, the bear was insanely arousing with his dirty bedroom talk. “Ask me to fuck you raw. Tell me you want my cock so far inside your cunt you can’t see straight.”
The air left her, and she knew there had to be a word in there somewhere, but if there was, it was unintelligible. Did he actually expect her to answer? He was going to be disappointed, because she couldn’t form a coherent sentence with what he was doing to her.
“Christ, baby. If you thought I fucked you hard back in the living room, you haven’t seen anything yet.” A tingling sensation traveled throughout her whole body at his sandpaper voice. His animalistic masculinity was something to be rivaled, and his fierce, strong, and intimidating presence made her feel like his prey.
The corded muscle and tendons that were laced and bulging right underneath his flesh had her urging to claw at him, lick and nip his flesh, and consume him just as he was doing to her. The thick crest of his shaft pressed against the entrance of her pussy, and he held her eyes for a suspended moment before slowly pushing into her.
Inch after thick inch tunneled into her sensitive pussy, and he was so deliciously forceful with his ministrations that her body slid up the bed until her head met the headboard. A shocked cry left her when he bottomed out inside her, his dick head slamming into her cervix. She knew her eyes were wide, and tears of pleasure/pain slipped out and trailed down her temples.
“Look at me.” Charlie’s voice was distorted as he issued the command, and when she did as he said, everything around her faded until there was only this one moment in time. He hovered above her, his upper body blocking out the moonlight that spilled through the window. “I want you to watch while I slam my cock into your tight little pussy.”
There had never been a time when she had been with a male and just their words had her blood racing and her skin tightening. Ary lifted up and braced herself on her elbows.
He slowly pulled out of her, and she watched as his length became visible inch after glorious inch. His thickness was wet from her pussy cream, and right when she thought he would torment her with just the tip lodged in her entrance, he thrust back into her.
He did this over and over again, forcing her to watch as he took her to new heights. Arms shaking and breath leaving her in uneven gasps, Ary knew she couldn’t hold out much longer.
She needed to come, wanted to so desperately she could taste it on the tip of her tongue.
5
Charlie watched his dick slide in and out of Ary’s tight cunt. Her flesh was pink and wet, swollen, and gripped him like an iron fist. Never had he wanted to fuck a female as badly as he did her. When he had seen her in the bar, his bear stood to its full height and clawed to take her. He had sensed the females’ arousal as it thickened the air when he and his brothers entered the bar, but she stood out like a flower in the desert.
Her scent, like soap and spearmint, was a strange combination, but it called out to him, had him aching to claim her and mark her. His nails curled farther into her flesh, and he smelled her blood. It was a tangy aroma that tickled his nose and had his hips propelling into her with a force that astounded even him.
It was like his bear wanted out and needed to take her in the most primal of ways. Even now, he was forcing himself to stay in human form, but it was a damn hard feat, one he had never encountered before.
The slickness of her pussy and the suctioning warmth that surrounded him had his orgasm rushing precariously close to the surface. He didn’t want it to end, not when he had never felt anything as good as this little ocelot. His dick was harder than he ever remembered, and his balls felt like they would explode with every thrust inside her.
“Yeah, kitten.” He pushed into her and pulled back out. The nickname had just been spilling from him, but he liked the way it sounded rolling off his tongue. He had never been with an ocelot shifter, but then again, that hadn’t been what called to him. Her luscious curves had him imagining himself with his face buried between them, and her long blonde hair had him picturing it fisted in his hand.
Dipping his head to her hip, he removed his hand and ran his tongue around the crescent-shaped wounds. The instinct to heal and care for her was as strong inside him as breathing, and he wasn’t entirely sure he liked the emotion. He liked where his life was, and that involved sleeping with a random, willing female, doing a job that he actually enjoyed completing, and only worrying about himself and his brothers.
Yet here was this slip of a female, making him feel these unaccustomed emotions and having his bear going fucking crazy. This female was unlike any before.
They may have only known each other for a few hours, and this may have started out as a one-night fuck, but Charlie knew there was no damn way he could just let her walk away, not if his human side and inner animal both wanted her in the worst kind of way.
Her moans were soft and breathy, and he worked his hips against her. It was taking all his strength to hold off the inevitable. He let his eyes travel up her rounded belly, the kind he absolutely loved, and to her large breasts. He had always been more of an ass-man, and boy did she have one killer ass, but her tits were like the fruit of the gods. They were full and had a slope to them, with strawberry-colored nipples.
Thrusting as hard and fast as he was caused the large globes to bounce up and down obscenely, but fuck did he like the look of them doing just that. His mouth watered for a taste, but at the moment, he couldn’t move, as he became immobilized when she lifted her hips to meet him thrust for thrust.
He pulled out, because he needed to take a deep fucking breath or he’d lose it right then. This was so not like him, to want to come like a randy fucking teenager after only a few strokes, but hell, she drove him crazy.
Fuck, this was good, she was good, and he wanted every damn part of her.
6
Charlie arched his neck, and the tendons strained from the force of it. He placed his hand back on her hip, but the tingling sensation of his tongue lavishing her wounds, and his huge cock thrusting in and out of her, was still so fresh. She had been shocked at first when he did the act, because although they were having sex, his tending to the small cuts he created was overly intimate.
His nails dug deeper into her, and the wetness of her blood slid down her side. If she were a human, she might have been horrified by the animalistic quality of this intimate act, but at heart, they were both wild creatures, Charlie more so than most males, and the pain he inflicted only made her soar higher.
Unable to hold herself up any longer, Ary dropped back on the bed. Her back bowed when the head of his shaft scraped along her G-spot.
“Pull your pussy lips apart. Let me see all that pink, wet perfection.” Holy hell, the man had a freaking way about him that drove her absolutely insane. Ary reached down and spread her pussy lips apart.
Charlie growled deep in his throat, and she felt her eyes widen as a flicker of his inner beast showed itself. It disappeared as fast as it had appeared, but she had seen it nonetheless, and the fact that his bear flashed right before her proved he was just as lost in this sexual frenzy as she was. His cock stretched her wide, and her inner muscles clenched around his girth.
Apparently, he had enough, because only moments after she spread herself wide for him, he was barking at her to place her hands above her head.
Being stretched out before him like some kind of offering sent a heady rush through her. His thrusts were faster, more determined. The light sprinkling of hair on his chest was wet from his sweat. He seemed so big above her, pumping into her body like he owned the damn thing. In the next second, he had both of her knees pressed to her chest and slammed in and out with so much power her orgasm exploded through her.