BEARing it All (Wylde Brothers 3)

When he lifted her leg and brought it flush with his hip, it put her pussy in direct contact with his erection. Bram thrust his hips forward, and she groaned as his cock pressed against her clit. Sparks of pleasure went straight through her body. He did it again and again until lights danced before her eyes. If he kept it up, she would get off from this alone.

“Is this okay, Kenzie?” He kept moving against her, bringing her pleasure higher and higher until she was gasping for air. “Fuck, please tell me this is okay.”

“God, Bram.” Curling her hands farther into his arms, she started moving her hips in time with his, bringing herself closer to her climax that was right at the surface and tempting her with release. She wished her pants weren’t in the way and that she could feel how smooth and hot he was against her bare flesh. “It’s okay, Bram. It is so okay.”

Her head fell against the wall, and a moan spilled from her right when he thrust especially hard against her. He cupped her breasts and ran his palm up and down her nipple, causing the little bud to tighten further.

This was like nothing she’d ever felt before. She wanted the damn bra off, wanted the offending material that blocked her from fully feeling his skin against hers to be torn away.

“Just say the words, baby, and I’ll do it. I’ll do whatever the fuck you want me to do.” He read her so well, scented her emotions so thoroughly that the slightest shift in her had him knowing exactly what she wanted.

“I want it gone, Bram. I want nothing between us.”

“Fuck, Kenzie. I’m about to come just from hearing those words.” In the next instant, he reached behind her and unlatched her bra. The material slid down her arms, and he tossed it aside. When he pulled back and looked at her bare breasts, it was like he was reaching out and touching her. It penetrated her, seeped to her very marrow, and had her only thinking about being with this bear.

“Take me, Bram. Make love to me. Show me how it is between mates.”

You’re going too fast. Things will go terribly wrong if you give yourself to him.

It was as if she had been waiting for this moment all her life, like the pain and horror that had always surrounded her had been nothing but a bad dream.

Being in Bram’s arms was incredible and inspiring, and even if it was only going to be this one time, she wanted it and wouldn’t deny herself this one pleasure.23His groan vibrated against her chest the lower he went down. His hot, humid breath teased the peak of one of her breasts, causing the turgid tip to stiffen even more.

Biting her bottom lip until she tasted the tangy flavor of blood, Kenzie waited for Bram to suck a nipple into his mouth. For several long, agonizing seconds, all she felt was his warm breath teasing over her.

“Bram, you’re torturing me.” Slipping her hands over his arms and spearing her fingers into his hair, she tried to pull him closer to her chest. It was like trying to move a stone wall.

“Aww, baby, that’s the last thing I want to do,” he said but still had yet to move. “I just don’t want to push you, and I’m trying to go slow, even though this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.”

She tightened her fingers in his hair.

“Bram, I won’t break. I feel stronger with you, having you by my side. I just want you.”

He gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucked long and hard. The blood rushed to the surface and caused it to swell under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled minutes, all he did was suck on her breasts. He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.

Kenzie was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but ones that she couldn’t even comprehend, because the ecstasy was far too intense. Her panties were soaked, and her pulse beat in her clit. He smelled her arousal and proved as much when he slid his palm down her belly, unsnapped the button of her jeans with expert fingers, and pushed his hand into her panties. At the first touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Kenzie cried out.

“It feels so good, Bram.” The words had meant to be thought, not said, but she was glad she hadn’t censored how he made her feel, because she didn’t want anything between them. God, she’d never felt anything like this. Pleasure. Consuming pleasure. That’s what this was. This is what it meant to feel… incredible.