Catching Her Bear (17 page)

“You won’t know unless you try them.” Where that boldness had come from, she didn’t know. It must have been a residual effect from that witch’s spell.

Elana wasn’t sure what possessed her right then, but she reached out and ran her hands up his hard abs. A strong visceral reaction to touching such hardness left her panting. As if Ophelia herself was in the room guiding her, Elana’s hands then lowered until she ran into the tip of his cock. It felt like warm velvet but hard as steel at the same time.

Grab it.

Just as she was about to, Kalan clasped a hand around her wrist and put her arm back to her side. He raised his eyebrow giving her a look that told her to leave it there. He then slipped her shirt up and over her head.

“Exquisite,” he said.

She was about to say sucking on his cock would be exquisite too, but all words flew out of her head the second his tongue touched her nipple with his finger. Bending over, he squeezed one breast, rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. At the same time, he performed a circle dance with his tongue around the other while giving little nips to the tight bud. If she hadn’t been leaning against the wall, she’d have had a hard time staying upright as her knees were starting to give out.

“You sure I can’t touch you?” she asked as her hands fisted, digging her nails into her palms.

“Fine, but don’t freak out by what you might feel.” Then he winked at her.

She giggled, catching his double entendre. “I’ll go slowly.”

Elana didn’t want to be distracted from the glorious bliss coursing through her, but on the other hand, seeing him struggle to keep control would be such a high—one she’d never experienced before.

His glorious locks were begging her to run her hands through them. So she did. The silky texture was a stark contrast to the coarseness of his animal fur, and his hair was lighter in color.

He looked up at her. “I don’t know how long I can last.” His eyes were glowing amber now and his scruff had turned fuller. “You are just so beautiful.”

Don’t dispute it.
“So are you.” She pulled her hand along his shaft again, running her thumb across the tiny slit gathering some moisture then glided it around the edges of his cock head.

“Holy Fuck! You’ve had your fun. Let’s go.”

In one easy motion, Kalan lifted her up and strode down the hallway. Elana couldn’t help but laugh. No man had ever carried her.

His bedroom was dark, but the door was open. As soon as he stepped in, he set her down then flicked on the light. Kalan walked over to the table next to his bed and pulled open the drawer. “Need one of these.”

His king-sized bed was unmade, but the rest of the room was neat. One long dresser graced the wall opposite the bed, and a chair sat in the corner, bordered by two windows. It would be a perfect spot to read.

Kalan strode toward her waving the condom. Thinking about what came next had her inner walls cramping with need. She wanted him so badly. He tore open the foil and was about to put it on when she stopped him.

He looked up. “What’s the matter? Have you changed your mind?”

“No! B…but…” She looked down at his massive cock and licked her lips then brought her lust-filled eyes up to his. “I want to taste you first.”

“Goddess help me, but I’m so on the edge, I might blow.”

She smiled. “I’ll be quick.” Then she added a muffled
or not
as she dropped onto the soft carpet. Before he could change his mind, Elana drew his big shaft toward her and encompassed as much of it in her mouth as she could. The problem was that she was only able to fit about two to three inches. While he moaned then planted a hand on her head, she wanted him a sexually frustrated mess before they made love.

With her free hand, she cupped his balls and simultaneously pumped her other fist up and down the rest of his shaft.

Before she could even swipe her tongue back over the head, he grabbed her shoulders and lifted her to her feet. “Enough.”

His nails actually grew before her eyes and his teeth elongated. He glanced away. “Sorry. Please, Elana.”

Please, what?

Now it was his turn to go down on his knees. Hooking his thumbs in the waistband of her pajama bottoms, he dragged them down, closed his eyes, and inhaled. “So sweet.” His reverent tone almost made her believe he was falling in love with her.

She stepped out of them, a bit self-conscious until he opened her folds and lapped up her juices. Then all embarrassment disappeared as bolts of electricity shot straight through her. She swore his tongue was closer to sandpaper than silk, but oh, how that set her whole body on fire. She planted her palms behind her on the wall next to his bedroom door to gain some control, but when he quickly flicked his tongue over her clit then sucked it into his mouth, she lost it. If it hadn’t been so long since she’d made love with a man, she might have lasted. Then again, just being with her dream man almost made her come.

When her climax finally ebbed, he sat back on his haunches. She’d been about to apologize when he grinned. “What?” she asked.

“You are beautiful when you soar. I love how responsive you are.”

He stood, leaned over, and then kissed her again like a man possessed. Their tongues danced, dueled, and explored—as did her hands. This time she didn’t hold back. She grabbed his ass, and when he didn’t balk, it boosted her confidence. He had buns of steel, and she could only imagine what kind of power this man could generate. She prayed she could accommodate him.

He broke the kiss and then stared at her, making her a little uncomfortable with the intensity.

Kalan dropped his forehead down to hers and growled. Then suddenly, he spun her around and pressed a hand on her back, forcing her to support herself by palming the wall. Latex snapped and a second later, he widened her legs with his foot.

“You have no idea how much being around you has caused me to lose sleep.”

How was that possible? “You barely know me.”

“My bear knows he wants you.”

She didn’t care about his bear. Wanting the man, she craned her neck to look behind her. “I’m about to make love with
you
, not your bear.”

“I’m afraid we come as a package, honey, but I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.”

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lana had been
a bit confused when Kalan said his bear half wanted her too, but all thoughts were erased when his fingers plucked both of her nipples. He then pressed his rock hard pecs against her back, and the hair on his chest tickled her skin, despite it being soft.

“I want you to relax and enjoy,” he whispered into her ear.

Kalan seemed to understand the perfect combination of tension, pressure, and timing to make her want him even more. His sheathed cock then slid between her legs, and when he rubbed it back and forth across her slit, she became wetter than the flowers after a long rain.

“Oh my God, please!” she begged.

“Please what? You want it slow and easy or hard and fast?”

Both were good but right now, but for their first time, she wanted to feel all his pent up desire slamming against her. “Hard and….oh hell, please just give it to me now!”

He growled. “You asked for it, but know that it will take every ounce of control not to claim you quickly.”

Claim her? What did that mean? Was that the same as mating? It was too soon to be thinking about something so permanent—or maybe not. Her body was singing with pleasure so intense that she never wanted to stop.

He lowered one hand and lightly brushed his palm over her belly. Removing his cock from between her legs, he slipped a finger between her folds and into her slippery hole. Sweet Jesus, but that one action had her breath coming out too fast, forcing her to curl her fingers on the wall and lower her head. The urge to press her hips back nearly undid her, but she remained still.

“What you do to me,” he panted. From the low, gravelly sound of his voice, he was barely hanging on too.

His finger disappeared from between her legs and was replaced by the head of his cock. This was it. The moment she’d dreamed about for years. The tall, muscular, hunky man slipped one hand up her belly and nabbed her breast, plucking and twisting the tip to the point that almost made her come again. But she wouldn’t. She’d wait this time so they could find release together.

The head of his cock found her entrance, and she sucked in a breath, tightening her inner walls.

“I need you to relax and to trust me to know just how much pressure to give you and when. Can you do that?”

Trust a man? Or relax? “I’ll try.”

Blowing out a breath, Elana concentrated on the bliss bombarding her and forced her mind to stop her incessant questioning. He returned his hands to her breasts and lowered his lips to her shoulder. “You smell so good.”

She’d been about to say it was probably the smoke from the campfire, but then she remembered she had showered before going to bed and then had rubbed in some scented cream.

Before she could comment, he pressed her tits together and plunged into her. Stars burst on the back of her lids as her breath whooshed out. Despite being slick inside, his huge cock stretched her to the max, sending sparks of pain mixed with delight in every direction.

“Fuck, honey. You’re so tight.”

She was tight because he was too damn big, but this time she kept her comment to herself. He withdrew and then forged his way down her channel again. He made it farther this time, and total joy nearly overwhelmed her. Elana hadn’t meant to moan, but he’d pushed her past her erotic threshold.

When he nibbled on her shoulder, bursts of pleasure shot down her side straight to her clit, and she couldn’t help it but tighten her hold on him. His teeth pressed on her shoulder as if he needed to bite her to gain control. Between his roaming fingers plying her breasts with pleasure, and his slow moving cock, she wanted to scream.

Kalan must have sensed her need, because he grunted, withdrew, and drove into her. Lust, passion, and desire filled her.

He slid his hands to her waist as he refocused his lips on her earlobe, tugging and nibbling on the sensitive shell. That alone was enough to drive her crazy with want. The man seemed to have a second sense about every erotic spot on her body, and if she wasn’t careful, she could become addicted to this kind of loving.

Kalan lowered his forehead to her shoulder, tightened his hold on her waist, and pounded into her again, lighting her up from the inside out. Without thinking, she arched her back, which caused her hips to press harder against his.

“You’ve done it now. I can’t stop.”

Neither could she.

She wiggled her hips, and he went wild. As he pummeled into her, she met his thrusts with equal power. Every time his cock reached the end, her climax came closer to exploding.

He reached up again, pinched her nipples, and drove into her until she swore he’d come out the other end. She could no longer hold back. The erotic sensations tossed her over the proverbial erotic cliff, and what sounded like a garbled scream erupted from her throat. Seconds later, Kalan’s cock pulsed and throbbed as his heated cum filled the condom. Right then and there, Elana realized there would never be another man in her life besides Kalan Murdoch.

He lifted off her back but didn’t withdraw. “That had to be the most intense sexual experience I’ve ever had,” he said in several breaths.

Tears of joy brimmed her lashes. “For me too.”

Kalan hugged her for a few seconds then withdrew and stepped back. Slowly, Elana straightened.

He turned her around to face. “What do say we shower? Then you’re sleeping with me,” he said.

Oh, she liked that idea just fine. “I am good with both of those ideas, but do you sleep as a bear?”

He wrapped his arms around her and looked into her eyes. “Not normally but would you feel better if I shifted and slept on the floor?”

“Only if I can pet you and ride on your back again,” she said, knowing full well that he’d never go for it.

“Woman, there is definitely going to be some riding going on but we are both going to be in my bed and fully human.” In a flash, he had her over his shoulder and did a quick swat to her ass. With both of them laughing he carried her off to the shower.

This had to be the best vacation place in all of Tennessee.

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