“Fuck, yes, baby. That’s it.” I keep stroking, teasing her higher.
“Good girl. Now. Hands and knees for me.” I help her flip over, making sure she’s kneeling on my plaid shirt. “It’s my turn.”
I stroke my cock into her silky heat, steadying her hips. She bows forward, bracing herself as I thrust harder and harder. “You’re my good girl,” I praise her as I rock her body forward with each thrust. “You take my cock so well.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she whimpers. She rocks her knees wider and arches her back further.
I reach around her and palm the soft mound of her belly, sliding a hand down until I find the slick place between her legs. I rub her clit. “You’re going to come again,” I inform her. “You got that?”
“Yes, Teddy.”
“Reach between your legs, rub yourself.”
With a little gasp, she does as I command.
“Come again. Now.”
I fondle her breast, teasing and pinching, listening closely to her breath catch. I keep sawing in and out of her in the same rhythm until her inner muscles ripple along my length. Her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard, I see stars.
Her wavering cry is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. I catch hold of her braids with my free hand to draw her head back. “I’m going to fuck you hard now. And you’re going to come. Over and over.” I pull her up to her high knees. She’s practically on my lap again, bounding on my cock as I slam into her, driving her forward. Her breasts bounce with every hard thrust.
I release her hair, and her head naturally lolls back on my shoulder, baring the sweet space between her shoulder and neck. I bow my head and nip at her skin, not quite drawing blood. Yes, my bear shouts. Fuck, I almost marked her again. It’d be so natural to let my fangs sink into her flesh and claim her forever. Leave my scent permanently embedded in her skin for all other shifters to recognize.
Instead, I snap my hips and stroke into her, hard and deep, over and over, until she’s coming so much, I can’t tell when one orgasm ends and the other begins.
At last, with a howl, I spend deep inside her. My cock spurts over and over, pumping her full. There’s so much cum, I bet there’s not an ounce of water left in my body when I’m done. And it’s not enough. I want to mark her, right here, right now, and fuck her again until the imprint of my dick is on her womb.
“Lana.” I tip her, so I can see her expression. She’s limp in my arms, but there’s a little smile on her face. I kiss her glowing cheeks and ease myself back, draping her over me so her soft skin is protected from the bare ground. The sun overhead is tucked behind a cloud, and the temp is cooling. We lie with arms and legs woven together, letting the flush of the moment fade, our heartbeats thumping as one.
I’ve run far and fast enough away that the drones can’t find us. We’re safe here for the moment. Eventually we’ll need to move, but I just want to lie here with this perfect human in my arms.
A breeze kicks up, and Lana tucks herself into me.
“Cold?” I brush her braids back from her face, picking off pieces of brown leaves that cling to the glossy black and pink lengths.
“I’ll be okay.”
“We’ll move soon.”
“Teddy,” she murmurs. “I hate to break the mood, but I have to know. When were you going to tell me that my stepbrother is trying to kill me?”
My chest deflates. “So you remember.”
“I think I do,” she says. “He had a knife and threatened me. I threw the urn at him, but I wasn't going to get away. And then…”
“A bear came out of the woods,” I finish for her.
She wriggles around in the crook of my arm until she’s facing me. “It was you, wasn't it?”
“I caught your scent in the woods, and I couldn't let him hurt you. I'll never let anyone hurt you.”
“Why?”
Instead of answering, I dip my head and kiss her. The touch of her lips makes my dick stand to attention, so I stop before I roll her to her back and fuck her sore.
A little line creases the space between her eyebrows. I rub it with my thumb until it goes away.
“Why didn't you tell me what happened with Bentley?”
“I wanted to see if you remembered. And I didn’t know how to explain without telling my part.”
“That you can turn into a bear?”
I’m equally thrilled and dismayed to hear Lana say the words out loud. “It's a secret, babygirl. One this mountain has kept forever. Has to keep forever.”
“I can't believe it.” She stares into space. “Werebears are real. You’re super fast,” she adds absently.