BEARing it All (Wylde Brothers 3)

“I just want to feel you, Bram.”

Bram didn’t stop the smile that split his face. “Now, baby, take me like you’d take your mate.” He used her own words against her and grinned when they made her blush. She reached between them, lifted slightly up, and positioned the tip of his dick at her entrance. He had to grit his teeth as her slender fingers wrapped around his cock and forced himself not to thrust into her at the first feel of her wet heat against him.

Their eyes locked, and she slowly started to move down his length. God, she was perfect, and despite this being her first time, she gave him her all.

A deep groan left him, and her breath hitched. She worked herself on him, and Bram clenched his hands against her hips to keep from taking control.

He’d never surrendered to another person, but this was his girl, and he’d do anything to make her happy and to make sure she never questioned the lengths he would go for her, even if it was letting her top him.

Kenzie started moving up and down on his cock, and a light sheen of sweat covered her body. Her movements were slow and somewhat unsure, but Bram just held onto her waist and let her get used to him.

“Hold onto me, mate.”

Her breath hitched when she slid all the way down on him, and his jaw ached from how hard he was clenching it. Kenzie wound her arm around his neck and brought her mouth to his.

For a moment, he lost it and found himself thrusting up. He slid in the last inch, and a strangled sound left both of them. God, this was… perfection.25“I can’t,” she breathed out, and he knew what she was trying to say, but he wanted to hear her say it. Kenzie pulled back and looked into his face. “I trust you completely, Bram.” His bear broke free, took the front seat in all of this, and Bram couldn’t stop him.

In a quick move, he had her on her back, with his pelvis wedged snugly between her legs. He speared his hands in her hair.

“Your bear, Bram.” She moaned out the words, and he knew it wasn’t a fear-filled accusation but a startled, surprised observation. “God, yes.”

Tilting her head back and baring her throat was a surrender all in itself, and she would never know what it did to him. Running his now elongated canines up her neck, he loved that a shiver worked through her.

She held him tight and lifted her hips, grinding herself on him. He was still inside her tight, wet heat, and it was euphoria. Curling his hands in the sheets, he started moving inside her. Sweat trailed down his hairline, and his skin felt too tight.

Her pussy smelled so fucking good, and all he wanted to do was bury his face in the sweet spot once more, but his dick was a greedy bastard and pulsed inside her, needing him to continue pulling out and pushing back inside.

Bram had to close his eyes and brace himself or he feared he’d be too rough with his need for her. His mate was strong in her own right, but still fragile. Taking her slow and easy was what needed to be done right now. Bram would show her how much he and his bear really wanted her: animalistic, rough, and not holding anything back.

He let his eyes linger at the base of her throat where her pulse beat fast and strong, and followed the line between her breasts, down her belly, and stopped at the top of her pussy. Her clit protruded out, begging for attention.

Kenzie was scorching hot, and he immediately felt like he was burning alive. With his cock lodged in his mate’s body, Bram placed his hands on either side of her head. Their sweat-slicked stomachs touched, and he pushed another inch into her.

“Bram.” She gasped out his name. “I feel so stretched, so full.” A rumble left him when her tight little body clenched around him.

Slowly and with measured movements, he continued to move in and out of her. Her inner muscles tightened around him, causing his balls to draw up tight with his impending orgasm. He went agonizingly slowly, and when his balls rubbed against her slick skin, they both moaned out.

For several long moments, Bram didn’t move, couldn’t for how good it felt. He wouldn’t last long, not when she slid her hands up his side and around to his back. Her nails dug into his skin, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Staring right into his eyes, she said, “Make love to me, Bram. Show me that I’m yours.”

That was all he needed to hear. Right now, this was about him and her connecting like no two people had been connected before. Lifting up just enough that his arms were locked straight and his chest no longer touched hers, Bram pulled out of her wet heat and pushed back in.