He used his foot to kick her feet farther apart and nestled his lean hips between her thighs. That first touch of his cock head to her pussy sent a thrill up her spine. He rubbed himself against her, up and down and faster and harder until she was moving her ass back against him, pleading without words that she wanted him buried inside her.
“You’re a greedy little thing.” There was nothing but strained heat in his words, and she prayed he didn’t get off on torturing her. As nice as that sounded, she wanted to be fucked good and hard, and right now.
Looking over her shoulder, she narrowed her eyes. The feline in her unsheathed her claws. She didn’t know how bears fucked, but her cat wanted it now. She was done with this teasing bullshit. His lips twitched, and she knew he thought this was just too funny. She was still good and intoxicated but coherent enough that she wasn’t going to back down. Lifting her ass, which caused the tip of his dick to slide partially into her pussy, had his jaw clenching and a soft moan spilling from her.
“Just shove that big dick in my pussy. That’s why I’m here, right?” Where in the hell had that come from? She blamed the alcohol and her hormones for the fierce fire that came from her.
A flicker of emotion passed over his face, but it was gone as soon as it arrived. She didn’t know what he was trying to hide, but she knew her words sparked something inside him. A glance down at where he held onto her hips showed his own claws had come out. It wasn’t unheard of for some shifters to partially turn into their inner animals during extreme emotions.
The very thought of Charlie’s bear coming out, even if it was just his claws, had her so aroused that wetness slipped down her inner thighs. She tried again to push herself back on his shaft, but he tightened his hold on her.
“I don’t know what kind of males you fucked back in the day, but bears are the ones in control.” He reared his hand back and slapped her ass hard enough that her flesh stung something fierce. “I fuck you, not the other way around. Do you understand, kitten?” He spanked her again, and she closed her eyes in bliss. The alpha in him called out to her, and she wanted to do whatever he said. Her past lovers had never been like this, and that sent a wave of delicious ecstasy through her. Charlie liked to be in control, and she wanted him to use that dominance on her.
She licked her lips. “Yeah, I understand.” They stared at each other for several seconds, and the only warning she got before he took her completely was his nails digging into her flesh. He shoved all of those hard, thick inches into her, and she cried out in pleasure/pain. Never had she felt so stretched, so full, so totally taken with only one thrust. Her inner muscles clenched along his length, and he grunted.
“You keep doing shit like that and I won’t last ten fucking minutes inside you.” She breathed out and rested her head on the back of the couch. Her legs were spread as wide as they could go, and she knew he had a prime shot of her asshole and pussy. He let go of her waist and spread her cheeks so wide she knew he was watching his cock move in and out of her body. “Fucking hell, Ary.” He picked up speed and slammed harder into her. “Your cunt is so fucking tight.” He thrust into her again and again until she couldn’t see straight and couldn’t suck enough air into her lungs.
Sweat formed on her body, and she felt her orgasm starting to churn inside her, threatening her that what was happening would end far too soon. He worked his dick inside her in deep, long strokes, and she curled her hands into the butter-soft leather.
“I’m going to come,” she gasped out, and even though she wanted to feel it claim her, she didn’t want it to end yet.
“You’ll come when I fucking say it’s time, Ary.” Droplets of Charlie’s sweat landed on her back, and she arched up, wanting it covering her. As strange as that sounded, she wanted to feel his pheromones seeping into her, wanted his musk surrounding her, and wanted his big body curving around hers. As if her unspoken desire was said aloud, Charlie leaned forward so his sweat-slicked chest rubbed along her back. He continued to thrust into her, and she forced herself to hold off on coming. He pumped into her three more times and pulled out. Before disappointment could fill her, he had her turned around and lifted into his arms.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He thrust into her with expertise and bounced her up and down on his cock. Charlie ran his teeth along the base of her neck before gently sinking them in just enough that pain sparked inside her. He started walking out of the living room with his dick still shoved deep inside her, and she thought for sure he was leading her to his room, but clearly he couldn’t make it that far. He pushed her against the wall in the hallway and pounded into her. She let her head fall back and closed her eyes in ecstasy.
“It’s so fucking good,” he grunted out against her neck and continued thrusting into her.
“I can’t hold off any longer.” Curling her nails into his biceps, she bit her bottom lip. He instantly stopped moving inside her, and she groaned in frustration. They both panted out, and she swore she could feel his erection pulse inside her, getting bigger and thicker. They stared at each other for a heartbeat, and the lust that bounced between them could have started fires. In a few quick strides, he was up the stairs and had them in a bedroom with the door slammed shut behind him.
The room was too dark to really see anything, but she didn’t need a visual. All she cared about was getting off with this Wylde bear’s huge dick inside her. He all but threw her onto the center of his mattress, and before she could complain, he was on top of her with a hand gripping each of her thighs. With an iron-like grip on each of her legs, Charlie pushed them open. Her labia parted, but she was too wet and aroused to give a damn what she must look like down there.
The monstrous shaft that rose from between his thighs looked like it could do some damage, and by the tenderness of her pussy, she knew it did. She flicked her eyes to his face and saw him looking at her splayed pussy.
“Fucking hell, kitten.” His massive chest rose and fell from the force of his breathing. The sting of pain from his fingers digging into the sensitive flesh had her pleasure increasing. Who knew she had masochistic tendencies? “I am going to tear you up.” His filthy fucking words had her hips lifting on their own. He certainly showed her exactly what he was made of, but she wanted so much more. His eyes bored into hers. “You want that, don’t you? You want me fucking you so damn hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.” Good Lord, the bear was insanely arousing with his dirty bedroom talk. “Ask me to fuck you raw. Tell me you want my cock so far inside your cunt you can’t see straight.”
The air left her, and she knew there had to be a word in there somewhere, but if there was, it was unintelligible. Did he actually expect her to answer? He was going to be disappointed, because she couldn’t form a coherent sentence with what he was doing to her.
“Christ, baby. If you thought I fucked you hard back in the living room, you haven’t seen anything yet.” A tingling sensation traveled throughout her whole body at his sandpaper voice. His animalistic masculinity was something to be rivaled, and his fierce, strong, and intimidating presence made her feel like his prey.
The corded muscle and tendons that were laced and bulging right underneath his flesh had her urging to claw at him, lick and nip his flesh, and consume him just as he was doing to her. The thick crest of his shaft pressed against the entrance of her pussy, and he held her eyes for a suspended moment before slowly pushing into her.