My Secret Bear (MM Paranormal Shifter Romance)
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I took my time, paying special attention to the places that pleasured him the most, before he grunted out a warning. “I’m about to cum,” he said, his voice strained. I smiled, raking my teeth very, very gently across the sensitive skin, before giving it one last, strong suck. He exploded, his cock twitching in my mouth as it spurted white hot spunk from the tip. I clamped my lips down and made sure to drink down every last drop. I swirled my tongue around the tip, licking him clean, before sitting back and looking at him.
Tad grinned, pulling me to my feet and kissing me once more, deeply and passionately. His hands found the hem of my pants and unsnapped them, pulling them down from my waist. I gasped as his fingers toyed with my swollen cock through the thin fabric of my boxers, the thick tips of his fingers pressing against me in a way that sent the most delicious sensations to the farthest points of my body.
He tugged down my boxers, his hands seeing what his eyes could not, and he never once broke the kiss he had me wrapped up in. To my surprise and shock, I felt him growing hard once more, his cock springing back into life. His fingers slid down between my legs, one of them sliding gently into my ass. I felt my knees grow weak, but Tad’s strong grip held me upright while he tenderly stroked the most sensitive part of my body.
He lifted me from the ground and brought me back onto the couch, sitting down with me straddling his waist, his cock sliding up between my ass and grinding against me. I thought I would scream. The feeling of his member against my ass was like a branding iron, and I just wanted him to thrust it up inside of me. I wanted to feel my body envelope him.
I rocked my hips forward, sliding my skin over his cock, back and forth. Tad adjusted his hips, one hand reached down to lift me up slightly, cupping my ass as he did so. I felt his cock toying at my entrance, and then, suddenly, he was inside me. The head of his cock slid into my ass, stretching it and spreading it wide, filling me completely.
Deeper and deeper he went, my ass stretching to accommodate his size, clenching tight around the shaft as bursts of pure pleasure raced through me. A small part of me realized I barely knew this man, but an equal part of me knew that it didn’t matter. I wanted to know him, and on a much deeper level than this. I wanted him to be a part of my life.
Our bodies rocked together, my hips sliding over his, our groans and gasps filling the otherwise quiet air of my secluded home. In that moment, there was nothing more than the two of us — no bear to track down, no work-related stress to worry about, no loneliness. Just he and I, and our bodies merging into one. That was all that mattered.
As I slid forward, the pressure in my belly grew stronger, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I came. I tried to hold on as long as I could, but there was no denying what my body wanted. The orgasm started small, like a spring bursting forth from the ground — just a trickle, and then it erupted like Old Faithful. He gasped and thrust into me, never letting up from his rhythm, despite the rocking and twitching of my body.
I felt my ass clench tightly around his cock as he thrust into me, and he reached his own climax. Hot, white spunk exploded from the tip of his cock, filling my insides, spreading out through me with a warmth that was both comforting and erotic all at the same time. I rocked my hips back and forth, teasing every last drop of my cum out of him, and then we rolled from one another to collapse onto the couch, panting.
I turned to look at him, and smiled. “That was unexpected.”
Tad let out a small chuckle. “Unexpected, yes. Unwelcome? Not at all.”
The sunlight outside seemed a bit brighter, and the events of the morning seemed like a bad dream. As I looked around the room, Tad met my eyes. “You know, in case he comes back, I should probably hang around. You know, for a few days at least. Think you can handle that?”
I smiled. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you like. Come on, let me make us some breakfast. I’m a pretty good cook, and I’ve got fresh bacon.”
Tad grinned. “I love bacon.”
I frowned for a moment, staring off into space. “Do bears eat pigs?” I asked, and Tad’s laughter was my only answer.
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