A Baby for the Bear (Wylde Brothers 1)

“I’m yours, Charlie, irrevocably.”

He took her mouth in a powerful, intoxicating kiss, and before the world righted itself, he was pushing his erection into her.

“Yes, Ary, you’re mine. Mine.” He roared out the last word as he buried the rest of his shaft into her. The power with which he did the act had tears of pleasure and pain springing to the corners of her eyes. “Mine. Fucking hell, you’re mine.” Being completely filled by him was like an otherworldly experience. Shaking from head to toe and on the verge of coming just from the feel of him totally bottomed out inside her, she knew as soon as he moved that she would climax.

And as if he read her mind, he did just that. Pulling out of her and pushing back in, he took control of her body like he knew it expertly, like he had her memorized. Her first orgasm claimed her hard and fast, and she panted through it, knowing it was only the first of many.

Just as the first orgasm waned, another took its place when Charlie placed his thumb on her clit and worked it back and forth.

He pistoned in and out, in and out. His claws were out, scraping erotically against her skin, and his muscles flexed and seemed to grow right before her eyes.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He closed his eyes and panted. Sweat covered his chest, and the droplets slid down the hard valley. “I’ve tried to control myself around you at every turn, but my bear wants to mark you, mate with you, and claim you.”

The last part was a roar. She knew her eyes had to be wide, because even though this was an intense moment, she was so turned on she couldn’t even think straight. Her ocelot purred in approval and all but jumped out of her and rubbed itself on Charlie.

“You smell so good, Ary.” He looked down at her, his eyes half-lidded and his hair clinging to his sweaty forehead. Even through all of this, he never stopped pumping into her or rubbing her clit. “I just can’t control myself or stop it.” He closed his eyes again and gritted his teeth. “Tell me you accept me. I need to hear it one more time.” It was clear he was hanging on by a thread, and she wanted to say it to ease both of them.

“I want you, all of you, Charlie.” It seemed that was all he needed to hear, because he pumped into her again and again, rubbed her clit faster and harder, and then they were both climaxing at the same time. She felt his cum fill her, felt his body shake atop hers, saw the wildness in his features, and knew what was coming next.

He stayed buried inside her for several long seconds, his cock jerking as he emptied himself completely. He pulled out, and a gush of their combined fluids slipped from her, but instead of turning her off, it inflamed her.

Naked and growing even larger right before her eyes, Charlie’s bear took control, and he started to shift. Bones broke and realigned, dark brown fur grew along his flesh, and no more was a man standing before her, but a frightening-looking grizzly.

The beast roared out, his teeth and fangs rivaling anything she had ever seen. Being a shifter herself, nothing surprised her, but seeing this from the man she was falling for harder and harder each day had her heart stopping.

He stalked forward on all fours, his muscles moving beneath the dark fur. He was the predator, and she was the prey. He stopped beside her, and she didn’t move, didn’t breathe, and didn’t dare blink as she kept his stare. He lowered his massive head and ran his tongue along her throat and down to her shoulder.

The post-euphoric bliss still coursed through her veins, and the feel of his slightly roughened tongue made her acutely more aware of everything. The scraping of his teeth along where her shoulder and neck met didn’t have her tensing, but instead had her relaxing into the mattress.

In a swift move, his teeth pierced her flesh, and the stinging pain from his bite gave way to the knowledge that she was his.

When it was all said and done and he was lapping at the wound he made, all she could do was smile. The sound of bones breaking and realigning once more filled the room, and then Charlie in human form was pressed against her.

He turned her to the side, brought her back to his front, and placed a big palm right over her belly where their child grew.

Before she let her eyes close and euphoria claim her, she heard his softly spoken words and let them carry her off into a blissful sleep.

“There is nothing that can keep me away from you and our baby. Nothing will ever hurt you, and I won’t let anyone take you from me. You’re mine, February.”