RANCHER BEAR’S BABY(26)

She wiggled her body against my dick and laughed. “You’re fast.”

“It’s the bear. When you run, it increases the need to chase.” I buried my nose in her hair and breathed her in, delicious. I had a sweet tooth, like most bear shifters, and her vanilla scent with an underlying hint of honey was scrumptious.

“So, if I ran, you’d chase?” She dropped out of my grip and then sprinted out of the front door.

My dick hardened even more, even though it hardly seemed possible. I sprinted after her, feeling a need for her that surpassed any I’d ever felt before. She circled the side of the house and raced through the back yard, heading towards the woods. I cut her off and she ran back towards the front of the house. I kept close enough that she could feel me closing in, but I didn’t grab her until she was just outside of the front door.

She turned to see how close I was and I was on her. I tackled her to the floor of the cabin, spinning to make sure she landed on top of me. “Got you.”

Her wild laugh was like cupid’s arrow to the chest. I rolled us so that she was under me and then I kissed her to stifle it. Except, the plan backfired because feeling her lips on mine dug the arrow in even deeper. I was fucked.





CHAPTER 10: Leila




I opened my mouth to Matt’s kiss and gave as good as he was giving. He tasted like wild berries and horny man and it drove me a little crazy. I ran my hands through his hair and held him to me, desperate for more.

Kissing down the side of my neck, he growled out my name and raked my sensitive skin with his teeth. I moaned and lifted my hips, needing to feel him against me.

I jerked at his shirt until the buttons snapped off and went flying across the room. Without hesitation, I pushed his shirt off of his shoulders and down his arms. “Too many clothes.”

He sat up and jerked the shirt off the rest of the way and then reached for my boots. He threw them over his head and then grabbed the button to my jeans, before freezing.

I looked up at him and saw that he was staring at my chest. A breast man? I cupped my large breasts in my hands and teased my nipples for him. The feeling was magnified under his inspection. Arching my back, I presented myself to him, feeling dizzy with lust.

Matt’s eyes turned gold, glowing and I watched his hands turn more bear than man. He used his massive claw to rip the front of my jeans open. Then, with his hands back to man, he pushed them farther down.

“Hey! Those were expensive.”

He lowered his head to take one of my nipples into his mouth and then scraped his teeth over it. “I’ll buy you two more.”

I moaned. “Matt!”

He devoured my chest, going from side to side, tasting and teasing me until I thought my head would explode from the building pressure. Only when I’d begged him did he trail kisses lower down my belly. He ripped my jeans the rest of the way off of me and then buried his face against my core. His mouth turned me into mush in a matter of seconds.

I gasped as he spread my legs even wider and used his tongue to fuck me. I’d never been treated to such an exquisite thing in my life and it took no time for the sensations to build, getting closer and closer to a massive orgasm.

Matt gave attention to my clit, sucking it into his mouth as he pushed two fingers into me and started an unforgiving rhythm. He twisted his tongue over me and then curled his fingers.

My toes curled and I fell into an orgasm that was so powerful it almost hurt. I cried out and dug my hands into his shoulders, trying anything to stay grounded when I felt like I was going to shoot straight to the moon.

When I stopped shaking, Matt lifted his glistening face and licked his lips before flashing me a grin that sent a jolt to what felt like my very soul. It was the first time I’d seen him smile and I knew right then and there that nothing would ever be the same again. I was his. I now belonged to Matt Long, through and through.

“You taste so sweet. So fucking delicious. I could taste you all day.”

As promising as it sounded, I ached for him to be inside me. I scooted out from underneath him and climbed to my feet. “Pants off, cowboy.”

He looked up at me and groaned. “Fuck.”

I flushed, realizing that he was getting quite the eye-full. I put my hands on my hips anyway, and gave him an impatient look. “Up.”

Matt jumped to his feet and easily pushed his pants down. He kicked off his boots and the pants followed. Then, standing naked in front of me, he grinned again and reached for me.

I wanted my chance to worship at the altar of Matt, so I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his large erection in my hands. I sucked in a breath when I saw his eyes once again flash the golden glow.

“You don’t have-”