Tamed by the Bear (Bear Creek Clan 3) (9 page)

“Are you sure?” he whispered in her ear.

“Yes,” she breathed, while her lips kissed his neck.

He pulled away from her and stood up. Quickly he undid his belt and dropped his jeans to the floor, his cock rigid in front of him. Then he leaned forward and hooked a finger around her panties, pulling them down over her thighs and then over her feet. Then he moved back towards the bed.

He looked down on her beautiful curvy body; she was a perfect woman, rounded in all the right places. And she was his. He couldn’t wait to bury himself inside her and feel her tight all around his cock. His need was almost too much and he had to keep reminding himself to go slow. This was her first time and he wanted it to be special, no matter how corny that sounded.

Slipping down onto the bed beside her, he trailed his fingers along the length of her sex, making sure she was wet and ready. Although he knew she was, he could smell her arousal.

“The condoms are in my purse.”

Her words jolted him out of his hypnotised state. “What?”

“Safe sex. Right? There are condoms in my purse.”

“But ... you’re my mate. I didn’t think...”

“I don't want to get pregnant.” Her words were decisive.

“Antonia, if you did, I would never leave you.”

She moved away from him and he realised that this was make or break for her. She had given so much of herself to him already, when she had sworn never to be with a man. Let alone have kids. If he insisted, she would bolt for the door. It was her right, because it was her body.

He reached for her purse.

She opened it and took out the packet; he didn’t even ask why she had them. For a woman who never wanted a relationship with men it seemed an odd thing for her to carry around. Or perhaps she had purchased them today. It didn't matter.

Carefully fitting it over his engorged length, he tried to ignore the way his bear rattled at his cage. He knew this went against his animal instincts; he was supposed to procreate with his mate. But if she left, that would never happen. Instead, he had to give her time, build up her belief in him and the life he offered her.

“Thank you,” she said.

“No problem at all,” he said, trying to calm his bear. They would still make love, still find pleasure in each other’s bodies. And he would still have something more to look forward to after this first time. Sam always tried to look for positives in life.

She knew how much he struggled with himself when she asked him to put the condom on. But there was no way she could just abandon reason for the sake of a few minutes’ release. Just because she was here now, it didn’t mean she was willing to commit to him for the rest of her life. That wasn’t how the real world worked.

He moved back to lie beside her and she tried not to tense when he touched her. The magic of the moment had gone. Sam felt it too, and her heart ached for ruining it for him. She turned to face him, wanting to make it right between them.

First, she pulled his head down close to hers, kissing him softly. Then, she slipped her hand down his body, avoiding the sheath on his cock and cupped his balls in her hand. He gasped, and thrust himself forward, his cock brushing her thigh. She lifted her leg, draping it over him, hoping it would spur him on to touch her and make love to her.

He didn’t need more encouragement.

His fingers brushed her heated sex, pressing inside her and then pulling back out. Over and over, he pushed inside her, leaving her desperate for him to go deeper. In his own way, he drove her mad. Her arousal was building until she could think of nothing else other than having him inside her.

“Please,” she whispered.

He tilted his body forward, the weight of him pushing her onto her back. He hovered above her, his weight on his one elbow as he angled his body and guided himself to her sex. Brushing his cock along the length of her sex, he used her juices to lubricate himself before pushing forward into her.

The head of his cock pressed forward and her sex took him, yielding to his girth. It didn’t hurt, only leaving her with a feeling of fullness. Thrusting into her, he went deeper before pulling back out. Her whole consciousness was taken up with the feel of him. He pressed forward again, his cock sliding along her inner walls. The friction was incredible, and she knew now that this was what she was depriving him of. The contact of her skin against his.

He pulled out, using his hips to power himself back into her. This time he went deep enough to brush against her the barrier of her virginity. His hips moved back, and he held her close and thrust forward once more, breaking her. Her fingers dug into his arms, a small cry escaping her as a stinging sensation filled her sex. Tears came to her eyes and she wanted to tell him to stop, but he thrust into her again, each time going deeper. He took her to new heights, filling her with so many sensations that the pain disappeared.

His rhythm became faster, his body relaxing as he impaled her over and over again with his thick cock. She clung to him, her back arching as her orgasm rushed towards her. Lowering his head, he sucked on her nipple, hard.

Her body spasmed and everything fell apart. All she could do was close her eyes and let his body take her over the edge. With his cock deep inside her, his warm mouth sucked her nipple. When his tongue rolled over the taut bud, it sent intense messages through her body, connecting with her clit. The small bundle of nerves throbbed and pulsed. Then she came, crying out as her climax took her. Inside her sex, she felt his cock jerking out his seed, the condom catching what should have been filling her. However, it didn’t seem to stop him having a powerful orgasm that left him jerking into her hard. He pressed his hand beneath her, holding her firm, as he thrust hard and fast.

He buried his face in the pillow beneath her head and roared out his release. He was claiming his mate, in a primal way. The question was, would he or his bear ever be able to let her go?

They lay together, no words spoken as their breathing returned to normal. It had been the most incredible experience in her life. Nothing could match it for the emotion he had dragged from her body. Emotion she had never thought she was capable of. He had made her come around him, and her round, curvy body had pleased him.

He stroked her skin and she kissed his chest while they lay in each other’s arms. Both lost in their own thoughts. When his cock became flaccid, he removed the condom, and then asked, “How many more of those things have you got?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, we might have to get a good supply of them. I don’t think I’m ever going to be sated now I’ve had a taste of you.”

Her stomach knotted and her sex ached for him. His words kindled her desire, something she found unexpected. She had thought that once he had made love to her, that would be it, they would be both satisfied. But he had other ideas.

First, he kissed her nipples lightly and then down her stomach until his head was level with her sex. His tongue flicked over her clit and she grasped the covers on his bed, balling them up in her hands. Then he licked the length of her and plunged his tongue deep inside her.

“Oh fuck,” she said.

He laughed, his breath warm against her thigh before he sucked her clit again, his tongue over it at the same time. She writhed beneath him, her hands plunging into his hair as she lost control. He sucked and licked her until she was begging him to make her come. Instead he stopped.

He reached for another condom, and her sex contracted in anticipation.

“Kneel for me, Antonia.”

Nervous, she sat up and then rolled onto all fours. Looking behind her, she watched as he knelt down, fitting the condom on to his rigid length. Holding her hip, he guided himself into her sex. Rocking his hips backwards and forwards, he penetrated her with just the head of his cock over and over again. She tried to push back onto him, but his hand on her hip held her in place. He teased her until she begged him again. This was his idea of an exquisite torture. Maybe he was trying to let her experience the torture he felt having to wear a rubber sheath.

When she thought she could stand no more, he plunged into her, impaling her in one thrust. Her sex gripping him incredibly tightly, throbbing around him. She groaned at the feeling of fullness, and then it was gone as he pulled back once more. This time she was ready for him and braced herself when he thrust forward again.

His rhythm was slow and determined. In and out of her, each time he pushed her arousal to new heights. She buried her face in the bed and whimpered with each thrust, her orgasm tantalisingly out of reach. Sam took her, his actions measured as he took his time to enjoy his mate to the full. There was no rush this time, and he planned to enjoy every incredible minute.

Then it became too much. Her sex ached and her body throbbed with need, for a release she couldn’t achieve. She remembered the way he had made her come with his mouth on her clit and knew that was what she needed. Reaching between her thighs with one hand, she put pressure on her clit. Oh, that was it. She was so close now she could feel it. Then his hand covered hers and he helped her, his finger circling her clit and then thrumming it until she exploded around him.

He followed, thrusting hard while his fingers continued to drive her wild, making her orgasm last so long, she swore it must have been one rolling into another. Then his body slowly stilled, he lost momentum, moving for the sake of moving rather than to eke out more pleasure from her body. When he finally pulled out, she collapsed onto the bed.

A few seconds later, he pulled her into his arms and held her close. Pulling the covers over them, he kept her near him until she slept.

“What do you mean she’s gone?” Sam stood in the barn where he had been sweeping the floor after placing the last of the chairs. It didn’t really need doing but he was trying to keep himself busy. He had been waiting for Antonia to come to visit. She had said she would love to look around the farm and they had arranged to meet after lunch. Instead Kayleigh stood in front of him, out of breath from rushing up to see him.

“We went to the bridal shop so she could try on the dress again. And I don’t know ... she kind of had a moment. She was a bit teary. I put it down to the emotions of finally meeting someone she liked. And yes, Sam, I know she likes you. It was there in her face this morning when she turned up for breakfast.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Nor do I. She seemed so happy.”

“Did anyone say anything to her, my mom or Louisa?”

“No. We left the store and went for coffee. It all seemed normal. But when we got back home she suddenly decided to leave.”

“So she’s not coming to the wedding?”

“She said she’d come back. But I’m not sure. If there was more time then I’d go after her. But I have too much to do.”

He dragged his hand through his hair, noting how dirty he was. That’s probably what put her off. After the life she had in the city, surrounded by clean-shaven, well dressed men, it must come as a disappointment to think she would have to spend her life surrounded by animals and mud.

“I’m so sorry, Kayleigh. This must be my fault. I can’t see how, but I must have upset her.”

“No, Sam. Don’t do that. It’s just the way we are. A little mixed up. I thought she had come to terms with it. But I wonder if it was all just too much for her.”

“Shall I go after her? Not to make her come back, but to see if she’s alright?”

“I think we should give her some space. I’ll ring her later. Maybe she’ll come back for the wedding. If not, I’ll give you her address.” Kayleigh looked close to tears. “She’s the only family I have. I really wanted her to come to the wedding, be part of it with me.”

“I’m sure she’ll come back.” Sam gave Kayleigh a hug. “For your sake, I’m sure she will.”

But he wasn’t sure. He had no idea what had happened, and he didn’t know how he could just stand by and wait to see if his mate showed up again. Was it the way he had behaved last night? Had he hurt her when they made love? Maybe he had been too full on. No matter what Kayleigh said, he would always blame himself if she didn’t return.

She was exhausted, both mentally and physically. It had been a two-hour drive back to her apartment and all she wanted to do was go to bed and hide from the world. She couldn’t figure out how she had let life get so complicated. After last night, all she could think about was being with Sam. Then today when she tried the dress on, she had pictured herself marrying him. It had made emotions surface that she hadn’t even realised she had buried.

However, she thought she had it under control. Then they had gone for coffee, and it all became too much. Kayleigh was talking about her wedding and then she had confided that she thought she was pregnant. It had hit Antonia square in the face. If she stayed with Sam, this would be her in a couple of months. His need for children would become too great and she would give in to him. Because she loved him.

The further she got away from Bear Creek, the more she realised what a mistake she had made. Now it seemed impossible to go back; she had made a complete and utter fool of herself. Sam would hate her, thinking she didn’t want to be with him. Then there was Kayleigh’s wedding; she would ruin that too.

It all seemed to be a hopeless mess. Without unpacking anything, Antonia threw herself face down on the bed and cried herself to sleep.

She woke to the phone ringing. Groggily searching around for it, she looked at the number displayed and saw it was Kayleigh. She couldn’t ignore it. “Hello.”

“Toni. Are you alright? I waited to make sure you would be there before I called. I just wanted to make sure you were safe.”

“Yes.” She rubbed her temples. “I’m home. I’m sorry I ran out on you, Kay. It all got too much for me.”

“I understand. Of course I do. I just needed to know you were alright.” She hesitated. “I shouldn’t have told you about the baby. I haven’t even told Daryl. It was stupid of me; I’m not even one hundred percent sure. I daren’t go and get a pregnancy test because word would get round and I don’t want it to overshadow the wedding.”