The BEARy Possessive Grizzly (Bear Clan 5)

“It means you’re mine,” I said low, not trying to be demanding, but also showing her, telling her there was no way I’d walk away. “I’ll kill any man who thinks they can take you from me. I’ll break bones, rip limbs apart… snuff out a life as easily as if it were a flame on a candle.” I made this low, deep growling noise, and I felt a shiver course through her body.

“That’s… intense,” she almost moaned, and I closed my eyes at how exquisite it felt to hear that sound.

“It means I won’t let you go, Mena. And I know you want me, want this.” I didn’t phrase it like a question. I inhaled. “In fact, your pussy is wet for me, soaked and ready for my cock.”

She gasped.

I felt my animal push and pull for supremacy. My bear came forward, my body growing, my muscles getting larger, no doubt my eyes blacker, my canines becoming longer.

“You see what you do to me?” I leaned in another inch, ran the tip of my tongue up her throat, and I knew she closed her eyes because she liked how it felt. The scruff along my cheek moved over her smooth flesh, and the noise she made had the sweetness of her arousal blooming in the air for me.

Not thinking, just needing to feel her, I closed the distance that separated us and kissed her, hard and with as much passion as I felt for her. My grunt of pleasure had her opening her mouth wider for me, and I groaned.

“I need you, Mena. I fucking need you like my animal needs out to extinguish its energy,” I murmured against her mouth, grabbed her hair, and tilted her head back. And then I felt her reach down, moving her little palm along the front of my jeans. I nearly snapped right then and there and let my animal out.

When she reached the hard, thick length straining against the denim, an involuntary moan left me. She whimpered in response. I gripped her shoulders and pulled her closer, impossibly so.

She curled her hand around the iron-hard ridge that was secured behind my fly, and a shudder went through my body.

Fuck, I’d never felt anything so good.

“I want you so damn badly, Mena.” My hips jerked forward in her grip. I slid one of my hands off her shoulder and made a slow trek down her side to rest it right on top of her thigh. The heat from her touch went straight through my jeans.

I couldn’t stop, couldn’t control myself anymore.

In the next instant, I had her standing, gripped her thighs, and lifted her easily off the ground. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck, and kissed me like she’d never been kissed before in her life.

And she hadn’t.

We were each other’s first… everything.

I knew that, and I knew she was inherently aware of that as well.

And then I moved back, my mouth still on hers, my hands cupping her ass. I turned and sat down, bringing her right down with me so she now straddled my waist, our kiss never breaking. Both of my hands were now gripping her hips, and I pressed her down on me at the same time I lifted up and ground my erection against the softness between her thighs.

“Cason, God.” She closed her eyes as she ground her pussy on my shaft.

“I want so much more of you, Mena.” I started kissing her neck, and she tilted her head to the side, giving me what I wanted. “I want you to let me claim you. I need you to tell me you’re mine.” I licked a path over the shell of her ear, and she moaned for me, a little gasoline on the fire of our passion. “Like that, don’t you, baby?” I ran my tongue over the spot again, and she shivered. “I want inside you so badly.” I couldn’t help but be vulgar, couldn’t stop myself from saying those filthy words.

A gasp left her at my blunt statement. And then she ground herself on me. I needed nothing between us… needed my cock inside her. My brain was fuzzy, my animal clouding my human side. I ran my palms over her ass and cupped the mounds, giving them a squeeze.

I roared slowly, low, and moved so she was now on her back, lying down. And when I tore her clothes from her body, her legs spread as she let out a gasp of aroused surprise, and my much bigger body lay between them. She stared at me with wide eyes, but I smelled her desire.

The hardness of my muscles felt incredible against her softness. I was just a man who wanted his female, a bear who wanted his mate. I trailed my lips along the side of her jaw and down to the erogenous spot right below her ear.

“You feel so good beneath me.”

“You feel so good on top of me.”

I panted. “I can’t stop, can’t even control myself around you anymore.”

“Don’t stop, Cason.”

I felt how wet she was for me, so ready to take me into her body. Our hips started moving as if they had a mind of their own, rubbing and thrusting against each other, making me hotter with need.

“I can feel your heat. God, it’s driving me insane with lust, driving my fucking bear to the edge.” My voice was nothing but a distorted growl.

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