Authors: Vanessa Devereaux
“You
should think about getting him a dog of his own.”
“You
think it would help?”
“Sure.
I know a lot of kids who get more confident when they have a pet around. Might
just be want he needs.”
“Some
days I wake up and think what if my child’s like every other child today. It
would be a huge worry off my shoulders….sorry… that sounded so selfish of me. I
doubt Sam likes being the way he is. I guess he knows he’s not like other kids
and has to take all the stares and the shoves at school. I know that can’t be
easy.”
Bear
put his hand on top of hers. “It’s not selfish because you want what’s best for
your child. Every mother does.”
“I
do and you know what I hated most about today, besides him not being around?”
“What
was that?”
“That
he didn’t need me. That Lilly didn’t call me to say come and pick him up
because he misses you and wants to come home. I feel like maybe I need him more
than he needs me.”
A
tear slipped down her cheek so Bear quickly swished it away.
“Something
else all mothers think.”
“One
day I’ll be all alone.”
“I
don’t think so, I really don’t think so.”
If
he had any say in the matter he’d like to stick around in her life for as long
as she’d put up with him. That made him think of the future and possibly a
future they’d share. If they had one he had to sit her down and have the chat.
The one that told her he wasn’t like other guys she’d known.
I’m sometimes a
bear.
Hope she loves
bears.
Chapter Eleven
“Are
you still planning to do something to me that people on the Canadian border
will hear?” she asked him as he crept up behind her and wrapped his arms around
her, pulling her in so close and tight that she felt his erection stabbing her
butt with some urgency.
“I
sure am.”
“And
you have condoms?”
“They
are ready and waiting,” he said, kissing the nape of her neck with light little
kisses that were almost ticklish. His hands covered both her breasts and he
squeezed while kissing the side of her neck.
“How
about we get you out of these clothes so I can lavish you with caresses and
kisses?”
His
voice sounded deep and sexy. He unbuttoned the front of her dress, each tiny
button pushed through the opening before he pulled the sides apart. He kissed
her neck while pulling the dress off her shoulders. Bear’s lips were warm and moist.
The dress fell to the ground, tickling her toes as it did.
He put his hands on her hips, running his
tongue over her shoulder blades, moving her body so it seemed like they were
doing a sexy dance together.
“You
are so beautiful,” he said close to her ear. He nibbled on its lobe while
slipping his hands inside her panties and pulling them down over her butt. She
wiggled and they danced together once again.
Next
he unclasped her bra and let it slip off her arms.
“You
like dirty talk?” he asked.
“Depends
on who’s speaking.”
He
laughed and kissed her neck again. Bear placed both his hands over her breasts,
massaged them, and then pulled his fingers over them until he had her nipples
between his thumb and index finger in what was a tight grip.
“I
was going to say you have lovely tits.”
He
wrapped his arms tightly around her, the roughness of his jeans scraping over
her bare butt.
She
wanted to freeze this moment in time, to remember herself in his arms and his
mouth on the side of her cheek. Hannah closed her eyes, feeling his hands move
over her navel and down into her pubic area. He buried his fingers deep within
her curls, massaging his way over her pubic bone, getting closer to her clit,
and then his long middle finger moved downward over her folds and nudged at the
entrance of her channel.
Bear
nipped at her neck, letting his teeth and tongue drag over her skin as he
plunged his finger farther inside. She spread her thighs, allowing him as much
access as he demanded.
She
became more excited as he twirled his finger around. Glancing down she saw her
own juices glistening upon his knuckles where they’d slid from her body. She
took a deep breath, bracing herself for what would happen in a few seconds. She
had that old familiar feeling of being at the pinnacle of her climax.
Her
heart beat faster, blood rushed to her pussy and nipples, and she held his arm
that was still wrapped tightly around her as she came.
He
nuzzled his nose against her.
“You
want me inside you?” he asked.
Even
if she hadn’t wanted that there was no way she could resist him tonight.
“Oh
yeah, I want you all right.”
He
allowed her to turn around. They stood staring at one another until she took
the first step to get him naked. She lifted his sweatshirt up. Bear raised his
arms and allowed her to pull it off his body. Next she unbuckled his belt and popped
open the button on his jeans, not taking her eyes off him, watching his
reaction as she slipped down the fly.
“Just
one second,” he said. Reaching into the back pocket, he pulled out about five
condoms.
“Are
you going to use all those in one evening?” she asked him.
“Guess
that’s up to you,” he said as she slid the jeans and boxers down his legs.
“Lie
on the bed and open wide,” said Bear.
That
had almost come across as a demand and it turned her on to no end.
She
sat on the edge of the bed and then slid her backside up the bed and separated
her legs, observing him sheathing himself.
“Hold
on tight and don’t wake everyone up in town,” he said, getting onto the bed,
running his hands up her thighs and then with one flick of his hips his cock was
inside her.
Her
pussy suddenly felt unused and tiny again. Almost like being a virgin. She
tried to relax her muscles, allowing him to penetrate her deeper.
“You
are tense so just let go,” he whispered.
He
began a steady
thrust,
opening up her pussy more and
making its walls finally relax.
It
was already beginning to feel good. How could she have gone this long without
being with a man? She knew why. She hadn’t found anyone she’d want to sleep
with. Now she had, and right this second he was gliding up and down between her
legs.
She
raised them up, crossed them over his butt, allowing a deeper thrust. Hannah
closed her eyes, working her body with his, up and down, up and down. Her pussy
pulled and tingled. Then he stopped and she opened her eyes. She hadn’t felt
him come yet so why…
Shit,
had he put a vibrator inside her without her knowing. Nope, it was his cock
slapping up and down, going wildly from side to side. Hannah held on tight not
believing what was happening and how this felt. She drew her nails along the
skin on his back, hoping she wasn’t hurting him.
Without
warning she came, cried out and yes, others in town might have hurt her. Her
addiction had been fed again. She pulled him down.
“Fuck
me again,” she said as Bear laughed.
“Don’t
say I didn’t warned you, baby.”
He
began thrusting again. She raised her butt off the quilt, meeting his downward
motion quickly, realizing the climaxes weren’t separate now but all one long
pleasurable ride.
“Bear,
you, oh god, more, more fucking me like that….”
****
He’d
only been kidding when he said she’d cry out, but Hannah was a noisy one. She
wiggled her bare ass at him with her palms flat on the bed. He almost dropped
the condom on the floor in his urgency to get it on his dick. He was watching
that butt, getting the scent of their prior sexual act and it was making his
cock beat up and down. He held it steady, attempting one more time to get the
damn rubber onto the end of his shaft.
He
hated these things. Hannah wasn’t the first human he’d had sex with. In fact,
he’d briefly dated two others while he’d been at medical school and doing his
residency. This was the biggest drawback. He finally got it all the way up and
almost roared as he headed her way. He gave her ass one big slap and then
parted those cheeks, spotted the cream forming on her opening, and slid into
her pussy.
Bear
held her hips, thrusting hard like she wanted him to. She was almost like a
virgin, hot and tight. He closed his eyes, stopped thrusting, and vibrated his
cock while hearing her getting vocal again.
“Shit,
that’s so good. Geez, I’m, wow, fuck me.”
She
was talking gibberish. He smiled as he began thrusting again, slapping her hips,
and making her pussy tighten around his cock.
Bear
wanted to give her more, but he was close to his own release.
He
reached downward and found her nipples. He squeezed them, while loving the
sound their bodies made as they slapped against one another. Bear lifted his
chin upward, feeling his eyes change color and his muscles pull as he enjoyed
his own climax. She held him tight, milking his cock for everything that was
left within it.
“I’m
never going without sex again,” she said.
“I’m
so glad to hear that,” said Bear.
“How
about I go make us some popcorn and something to drink and then we can resume
our evening.”
He
liked the sound of that. He pulled out of her, gave her butt a playful slap,
and then she headed out to the kitchen. He sat on the bed, flopped back, and
tried to get his breath back as his cell phone rang. He wanted to ignore it,
but as he was the only doctor at the hospital at the moment he was always on
call.
Bear
saw that it was Christopher Renner’s name on his caller ID. He hoped
nothing wasn’t wrong with Sam
and that he’d opted to call him
instead of Hannah or that there was some medical emergency.
“Hi,
Christopher, what’s up?”
“Hope
I haven’t disturbed you and Hannah?”
“Nope,
that’s fine. We’re taking a rest and she’s making us some popcorn.”
“Perfect because it’s about Sam.”
Bear
went cold and his heart beat even faster than it had post sex. “Is he sick or
hurt?”
“No, nothing like that.
In fact, he and
Kaitlin have built an indoor fort using our dining room table and a sheet, and
Barney’s in there too.”
Bear
smiled. “So what is it?”
“Do
you know much about Hannah?”
“Enough
I guess, but I’m getting to know her more and more each day, why?”
“Could
she be a shifter?”
Bear
flopped onto his back again not believing he’d actually heard Christopher ask
him that.
“What?”
he asked just in case he’d imagined it.
“Could
Hannah be a shifter?”
“No,
she smells all human and …”
He
didn’t want to go into any more detail about how he knew she wasn’t a shifter
woman, like the fact that she had hair on her pubic region and an external
clit.
“It’s
getting serious then?”
Christopher
obviously knew why Bear had stopped in mid-sentence.
“How
about half shifter, half human?” asked
Christopher.
“Christopher
have you been drinking or what, just get to the point.”
Bear
kept his eye on the door for any sign or noise that indicated Hannah was
returning to the bedroom.
“Sam
shows some shifter qualities. He can read my mind, I can read his.
It’s
how we’ve been communicating all afternoon while I put
together the fort. In his head, his conversation is just like any other normal
kid’s.”
So
it hadn’t been Bear’s imagination. He too had been able to communicate with Sam
through telepathy. .
“Hannah
is not a shifter which means if Sam is then…”
“He
gets it from his father.”
“You
know anything about him?” asked Christopher.
“No,
just that he was from around here and she tried to find him, but he seemed to
have disappeared into thin air,” said Bear
Bear
didn’t want to betray Hannah and mention the one night stand bit.
“You
know where she met him?” asked Christopher.
“She
mentioned Whitefish.”
“Then
it’s possible it’s a guy from our group. Definitely bear shifter I’d say. Any
likely candidates, someone who just up and left?” asked Christopher.
“I
wouldn’t know because I’ve not been around here for a long time.”
“Yep
forgot. I’ll give Aiden a call and we’ll brainstorm and try to narrow it down.”
“What
should I tell Hannah?” Bear asked.
“Nothing
until we can figure this out, but in the meantime you could pump her for more information
about the guy who fathered Sam. It might help us narrow it down to the most
likely suspects.”
“Okay,
but this is strictly between you, me, and Aiden for now, okay?”
“I
haven’t even told Lilly.”
Bear
heard floorboards squeaking and knew Hannah was heading back.
“I
have to go but call me if you find out anything.”
Bear
quickly hit the end call button and put the phone down.
“Thought I heard that ring and you
talking to someone.”
Shit,
now he felt guilty that he was going to have to keep something from her.
“Yeah,
it was my assistant wanting to know about a patient.”
Feeling even guiltier.
She
lay
down beside him and put the bowl of popcorn
between them.
He
had to think of some subtle way to get the information about Sam’s father.
“Sam’s
tall for his age.”
“I
guess he is.”
“Was
his father tall?”
“About six foot.”
“Do
you think he looks like him?”
“A little.
Although I can see a lot of my side of the family in him too.”
Damn,
this wasn’t getting him very far.
“Didn’t
you say he was from Kalispell?”
“That’s
what he said.”
“What
did he do for a living?”