Bear Mine for Christmas: BBW Holiday Paranormal Bear Shifter Romance (Christmas Bear Shifter Romance Book 2) (18 page)

Kristin told Roman about her career – how much she loved being a journalist because she got to learn all about the world, and to keep the community she loved informed about what was happening in the town. She told him about the amazing friendships she had with the girls, and how happy she was that Lauren and Dina had found their perfect matches. She even told him about how her PCOS had affected her. She’d never told a guy about it before, always feeling like she needed to keep a , up and not show that her body made her feel vulnerable. Roman listened to her attentively, asking intuitive questions, looking stunned when she said that the weight she’d gained made her feel unsexy sometimes.

“But you’re so perfect,” he whispered, his voice full of astonishment. “You’re so ripe and sexy, with these amazing curves. I’ve never seen a body like yours before. You’re every tiger’s dream. But they’re all too late.” He leapt up and jumped on top of her. “Because I’ve got you now,” he said, in a growly voice into her ear. Kristin giggled in delight.

Roman didn’t mate with her again that night. He said that the effort of restraining his tiger was too exhausting. But he made her come twice more. The first time, he used his long, strong fingers, curling them skillfully inside her, seeking out the tender spot that drove her to a power shuddering orgasm. And the second, he used only his tongue. His tongue was deft and agile, seeming to know instinctively where her most sensitive spots were, and sliding inside her further than she would’ve thought possible. The final orgasm brought tears to her eyes, which Roman wiped away with his fingertips as he snuggled in behind her to sleep.

Two months later

Kristin was lying on her back on a blanket with her hands behind her head, her naked body glistening with moisture. The air was humid, and laden with the rich, thick odors of the jungle. She and Roman were in Borneo in the middle of a three-day trek to see a volcano, and they’d stopped to swim in the lake that filled its crater. Lazily, she watched Roman playing in the water. He was a strong swimmer, his powerful, orange and black striped body cutting through the limpid blue lake. He’d been ecstatic with happiness all vacation, able to shift almost whenever he wanted to, not having to be watchful of humans all the time like he was in the national park back home. Despite the long trek, he seemed to have boundless energy, and he’d already been swimming for 20 minutes in his tiger form. Kristin’s feelings for him were growing by the day, and spending all their time together on the trip had given them a new closeness. She’d never had that share-everything intimacy with a guy before. She felt so secure and protected, and loved by him. He never judged anything she told him negatively; he was just there as her mate, to support and care for her, no matter what. And that felt pretty incredible.

Roman stopped in the middle of the lake and swiped at something with his massive paw. Something silver flashed into the air, his jaws opened wide to reveal two rows of sharp white teeth, and the silver thing landed perfectly between them.

“Did you just catch a fish?” she called. He looked at her and gave a satisfied grin, before starting to swim back to shore. She watched as he climbed out of the water, his muscles rippling beneath his glossy coat. A shudder ran through her. She never quite got used to seeing Roman in his tiger form, and there was always a small part of her that was convinced she was about to be eaten alive by a fully-grown, 800-pound tiger. His tongue shot out of his mouth and licked a droplet of water off his pink nose, and she remembered that it was Roman, the man she was crazily in love with. His back arched and he sat back on his haunches, and his shift began. Watching Roman shift from human to tiger to human was endlessly fascinating for Kristin. His huge, tiger muscles contracted to around a third of their size. Then his body began to take on a human form, although retaining his bright orange and black striped coat. His jaws shrank, his whiskers disappeared, and his giant paws retracted into hands. Finally, there was a loud snap and a violent movement, when everything became a blur and she couldn’t see what was going on. And, at last, there he was: a smoking hot naked man, deeply tanned and soaking wet. Roman pushed back his wet hair, and strode across the grass towards her, his lips parted in a dazzling grin. She couldn’t stop saying to herself,
he’s mine, he’s really mine!

“Hey beautiful,” he said, flopping down next to her and showering her with droplets of deliciously cold water.

“Hey, yourself,” she replied, gazing unashamedly at his impossibly toned body. “So, I was looking forward to our picnic, but it looks like you’ve already eaten?”

“Hell no; that was just a snack,” he replied with a cheeky grin. “And I would’ve caught one for you too, but we can’t really make a fire here, and I never learned to make sushi.”

“That’s ok,” she said, laughing. He propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at her body, his strong hand running over her breasts, her thighs, a fingertip grazing that tender place between her thighs. His hand came to rest on her stomach.

“I hope you’re not too hungry now, because I had something else in mind first,” he said in a low, growly voice.

“And what would that be?” she said innocently, although his touch was already making her squirm and her clit was beginning to ache from its fleeting contact with his finger.

“Do you know what time of the month it is?” he asked, instead of answering her question.

“No?” She raised a questioning eyebrow.

“It’s that time when your body is crying out to me to impregnate you,” he growled. She gasped.

“It is?” she said. His hand made circles on her stomach.

“Very much so. And how do you feel about that?” Roman stared down at her, his green eyes glowing more brightly than ever.

“I’m so ready, Roman,” she said. “I’m dying for you to mate with me and fill me with your seed. More than anything, I want to feel your cubs growing in here.” She put her hand on his. “Let’s do it now.” His eyes became glassy with emotion, and he bent down and drew her into a deep, tender kiss.

He moved his hand down to her thigh and eased it apart from the other one, opening her to the humid air. The slightest touch from him drove her crazy, and being held like this felt unbelievably hot. They’d fulfilled her fantasy of having sex outdoors many times since they’d been together, and she thought how perfect it would be for him to impregnate her out in nature, where he loved to be the most. He climbed between her thighs, spreading them further, and she saw that his cock was swollen and ready for her. He inhaled deeply, picking up the scent of her growing wetness, and a smile played on his lips. He arched over her and, propping himself on his elbows, he kissed her again. She wrapped her arms around his broad back, pulling him close.

“Oh, Roman, I want this so much,” she whispered. “The thought of your big cock inside me, making me pregnant is so sexy.”

“Same here,” he said in a low voice, and, his features altered a little, taking on the broad, feline bone structure of the big cat that he was. She knew that his tiger would be raging inside him, inciting him not to hold back and take his time teasing her.

“You don’t have to wait; the ache inside me is insane. It’s killing me, and only your cock can alleviate it,” she said. Roman didn’t hesitate for another moment. In a single thrust, he pushed his big, big cock inside her. Kristin gasped at receiving him so suddenly. Her pussy muscles throbbed and fluttered as they tried to accommodate him, and he glided on her wetness. The look in his eyes became wild and dominating, and she held on tight, wrapping her legs around his waist as he began to fuck her hard.

“I don’t want to hurt you, little one,” he muttered, in between thrusts. “But there’s no controlling my tiger now.”

“You don’t need to control it,” Kristin panted. She loved the way he was fucking her. She felt like a rag doll, being devoured by this powerful animal. He sucked and nipped at her neck, and she bared her throat to him, loving the pleasure-pain sensation of his sharp teeth. He bent his head to her nipples, and drew each one into his mouth, sucking hard, and lashing them with his agile tongue. Kristin cried out in ecstasy. His cock was pounding her fast, resonating with her natural rhythm, and churning up her insides with molten heat. She felt those little spasms rippling through her pussy that meant she’d soon explode around his cock, and she dug her nails into his back, urging him to fuck her harder and harder. Instead, he pulled out of her.

“Turn around,” he snarled. Eagerly, she pulled herself up and flipped over on her hands and knees. Then she looked at him over her shoulder as he took hold of her hips and entered her roughly from behind. She cried out as he filled her completely. He paused for a moment and gave a sigh of deep satisfaction. “Kristin, my mate, my love, you feel so incredible,” he said. “This is the moment I’ve dreamed of for so long: to flood your womb with my seed and make you the mother of my cubs.”

“Me too, sweetheart,” she said, and her eyes teared up – a mixture of emotion and the intensely pleasurable sensations he was creating in her body. Roman began to fuck her again, no less hard than before. His movements were fast and jerky and the sounds that came from his mouth were deep and guttural. Her pussy fluttered in little spasms, and, as his tempo increased, and his hands bit into her hips like claws, she clenched hard around him. That was all it took. He pumped in and out of her a couple more times, before exploding with a loud roar that made the jungle tremble, and birds take flight. Kristin came at the exact same moment, and her pussy spasmed around his cock, drawing his seed deep inside her, wanting to hold him in for as long as possible. He continued to make little thrusts, making her come again and again, in sharp bursts, until he was completely done. She let herself collapse on her front, and he stayed inside her, laying himself gently on top of her and burying his face in her neck.

They lay quietly for a long time, too overwhelmed by the momentousness of what they’d just done to speak. Kristin imagined Roman’s seed deep inside her body. Was she getting pregnant right now? Or would it take a while? It was crazy to think of this new life trying to form itself inside her body. And still, she could scarcely believe that it would happen.

Roman kissed her cheek tenderly and pushed her damp hair back from her forehead. Their bodies were drenched in perspiration from their rough mating in the jungle’s humidity. He continued to kiss her, moving down to her neck, sniffing at her skin as he did, and his pelvis began to move on her ass, making tiny back-and-forth motions. His cock, which had been growing soft inside her seemed to be filling her up once more.
Was he getting hard again?
The tiny movements became bigger, and she gasped in pleasure as his cock hardened inside her. She spread her thighs a little to allow him to go deeper, and he began to thrust, slipping in and out of her easily, his cum mingling with her wetness.

Soon, he came inside her again. And then, after they turned to face each other, kissing and snuggling, he became hard once more, and fucked her a third time. His final orgasm left him spent, and he lay trembling next to her utterly exhausted. She’d lost count of how many times she’d come as he fucked her, and now he dipped his fingers in his seed as it spilled out of her, lightly fingering her. She reached down and touched their mingled wetness too, dreamy and utterly sated.

*

Two weeks later

Kristin burst out of the bathroom, a white plastic stick in her hand. Roman didn’t need to ask. Her face was a picture of joy as she flung herself into his arms. He lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed fiercely.

“Oh, baby, I’m so happy!” she said.

“Me too!” he replied, grinning. “I can’t wait for every single moment to come. You’re going to be the most loved, pampered pregnant lady that’s ever been!” He cupped her face with his hand. “I love you so much Kristin,” he whispered, his eyes misting.

“I love
you
so much!” she said, peppering his face with kisses.

“Kristin, does this mean that we can have our mating ceremony now?” he said. She’d been refusing to have the ceremony until she was 100 percent sure that she could provide him with children.

“Yes! Yes, we can, absolutely!” she said.

*

An hour later, Kristin was lying on her bed on her stomach, fiddling with a phone app.

“Hey girl!” “Hey chica!” “What’s going on, hun?” came the voices of her three best friends, all at the same time.

“Ladies!” Kristin exclaimed. “I have the
absolute
best news to tell you!”

THE END

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