The BEARy Possessive Grizzly (Bear Clan 5)

r made slow work of moving down her body. When I started moving lower, her body shook with her need.

“Mena. Baby girl. You’re shaking, little bear.”

“I need you, Cason.”

And she’d have every part of me.

My cock could’ve ripped through my jeans for how badly I wanted her. I moved my callused fingers against her inner thigh. She started moving her hips, as if trying to get closer.

“I’ll take care of you, Mena. I’ll make you feel so fucking good.”

I slipped my hand between her legs and spread my fingers through her slick heat. “You have no idea how much I want to be inside you, to feel your body gripping me, bringing me closer to the ecstasy I know I can only have with you. Tell me where you want my fingers,” I murmured against her lips, my fingers on her pussy, but I need to hear her say the filthy words. I was tormenting both of us with this prolonged pleasure.

She stared at me with wide, almost scared eyes. “I want you to touch my…” She was silent for a second. “I want you to touch my pussy, Cason. I want your fingers deep inside of me.”

My whole body shook at those words, at knowing it took great courage for her to say that to me. “God, Mena. You have no idea how turned on I am right now, how you saying that makes me about to fucking come.”

She gasped when I ran my tongue along the shell of her ear. When my hand molded between her thighs fully, she arched her back and cried out.

“Fuck. You’re so hot and wet.” I licked her ear, moved the muscle along the inside of the shell, and a shiver worked through her. “You’re so ready for me, aren’t you, Mena? Your pretty pussy is soaking wet, primed for my big cock.”

Her answer was a moan.

My fingers were calloused from working manual labor, and I slid those roughened fingers along her swollen lower lips, teasing her. A fresh gush of moisture left her, and I bit my lip and tried not to get off right then and there. I needed her bared for me in every possible way.

Placing her hands on my chest, she gave a gentle push, and I reluctantly moved back. She controlled things, even if I wanted to tear the material off her body and have every single inch of her.

Only a second passed between us, and then she was gripping the hem of her shirt and lifting it above her head. Fuck. This was really happening. I was finally going to claim my mate. And then she was completely naked for me and I looked my fill, taking in her curves and creamy skin. The way her nipples were pink and hard made my mouth water.

I wanted more.

I knew right now I probably looked fierce. I felt that way.

“Now you,” she whispered, and I growled, my animal right there as I started undressing.

I was so fucking hard. The only way I’d ever even been able to get hard to jerk off before was when I thought about my mate, tried to picture her, imagined being with her in all the ways that mattered.

And the more she stared at me, the way her gaze moved across my tattoos, the way I knew that turned her on, had me getting stiffer.

My body flexed as I moved closer. I reached for her, bringing her body flush with mine and kissing her senseless. Our combined breathing was fast and labored, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I gripped her waist and pulled her up so she was straddling my hips now. I knew she could feel the definite outline of my erection pressed incessantly against her, as if it wanted to be let free.

“I’m going to take you on my bed, surrounded by my scent.”

“Take me there, Cason. I need you.”

I ran my tongue along every square inch of her exposed flesh I could reach. Goose bumps formed on her body, and she gripped onto my shoulders, pulling me closer.

I shifted on my feet, taking a step away so I could move my body lower, sliding a trail of wet kisses along her flesh until I knew my hot breath teased the skin right above her pussy. She stared at me as if riveted to the sight of what I did. I heard her hold her breath as I opened my mouth and moved my tongue closer to the part I knew ached for me. There she lay, completely naked, her legs spread, entirely submitting to me and my bear.

I loved this female from the moment I saw her, and I knew that love would only grow with each passing second.

“Fuck,” I said on a moan right before I covered her pussy with my mouth. Over and over, I dragged my tongue along her cleft, moving to her clit and circling the engorged bundle of nerves before sliding it down to press against the opening of her body.

She closed her eyes and arched her neck, baring her throat for me as if almost on instinct.

“You taste so fucking good.” I couldn’t stop myself from grunting out those words against her soaked flesh.

I flattened my tongue and ran it up and down her slit right before suctioning onto her clit and sucking hard. I scented her orgasm approaching, the smell like right before it was about to rain.