Primal Obsession: BBW Polar Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance (Shadowlands Bear Shifters Book 3)

by Olivia Harp

  “Really? How is it?”

  “Well... not too different from a normal house I guess. I have a big cabin, running water, electricity... what else? Internet connection, of course... I don’t know, really. I’ve lived there a long time; I think it’s pretty normal.”

  “That is awesome. You know? Must be so relaxing. I started out as a landscape photographer, I love nature.”

  Emilio brought dessert and asked about refilling their glasses. They considered but finally said “eff-it, just another one.”

  She wasn’t going to lie, she was getting a bit tipsy, but she couldn’t remember the last time she’d talked to someone like this, so openly, like they knew each other for years.

  “That’s the last of the bottle,” Emilio said, “don’t worry, I’ll say you ordered the full bottle instead of having it glass by glass, it’s cheaper that way.”

  Both laughed and nodded, “thank you!”

  Her eyes widened to him, “Raiden, I think this is bad.”

  “What’s bad?” he said smiling, his fork not daring to touch the chocolate brownie plus ice cream on the top they’d ordered.

  “We drank a full bottle of wine.”

  “Well,” he said, “if you don’t tell anyone, I won’t tell anyone.”

  “Deal.”

  She went for a piece of the brownie but it fell back to the plate, Raiden picked it up with his fork and raised it, giving it to her.

  “This is too romantic,” he said, “I’m sorry.”

  She laughed and ate the piece.

  “I know, we’re embarrassing the other customers,” she said, but when she turned around she noticed there was no one else.

  “What time is it?” she said.

  He looked at his watch, a beautiful, elegant piece.

  “Wow, it’s a quarter after one.”

  “Seriously?” she said.

  “I can’t believe it myself. We just arrived like what, ten minutes ago?”

  “I know!”

  It had been four hours.

  “Should we go?” Raiden said, “you got work tomorrow.”

  She was a bit disappointed the night had come to an end so soon. Okay, it wasn’t really “soon,” but it sure felt that way.

  “Well...” she said, nodding.

  “All right.”

  Raiden sighed and asked for the bill.

  ***

  “I’m definitely in no condition to drive,” Cassie giggled.

  “Well, I’m not driving either.”

  “I thought you were a tough guy,” she teased.

  He looked at her, all serious.

  “Are you trying to make me drive after all the alcohol we drank? Is that what you’re trying to do, Miss Bennett?”

  Her face turned red.

  “Oh my gosh, I’m such an ass, sorry!”

  Raiden laughed.

  “I almost never drink, only on special occasions.”

  “I’m glad our meeting was that special.”

  Their laugh was met with silence. The street was empty, only the orange mercurial light reflected in the damp pavement witnessed their exchange.

  “Should we call a cab or something?” Raiden asked, “I can drop you at your house and come back for my truck tomorrow.”

  Cassie adjusted her coat, its edges tightening on her. Raiden had to look away, his inner animal purred inside, wanting her. The way her body pressed against her clothes and insinuated her curves was almost too much for him.

  He coughed and looked back at Cassie, she was looking at her phone, recharged back at the restaurant, his question still unanswered. She put her phone in her purse.

  “I think I’m staying at my studio tonight,” she said, “it’s closer and I just want to crash like, right now.”

  “Okay, I’ll get a cab—”

  “Oh no, don’t worry, it’s just two blocks away, no need for a taxi.”

  Raiden looked at her. She was much calmer now, worried about nothing.

  “You’re walking there?”

  “Yeah! What’s wrong with that?”

  “Well, hello!” he said, flapping his arms, “a girl, alone, on the street. I mean, you could get robbed or kidnapped.”

  “Kidnapped, really Ray?” she said with a smile on her face.

  “Why not? I’d kidnap you,” he said giving her a small pat on her shoulder.

  “Okay. That’s not creepy.”

  “Yeah. That didn’t sound right.”

  “Although I wouldn’t mind you kidnapping me for a day or two.”

  He was rock hard now. Shit. He had a sweater on, but it wasn’t enough to cover his erection, so he stood next to her, looking away, at the street. This woman made his inner instincts flare up like never before.

  “I’ll walk with you, if you want to.”

  “No, Ray, it’s fine, really.”

  “Are you sure? I’ll tell you what, we’ll wait for my cab and I’ll take you.”

  She stared at him, took a deep breath and shrugged.

  “That’s going to take longer than just walking. Okay, mister protector, let’s go.”

  ***

  Raiden and Cassie laughed loud again, their joy breaking the silence of the deserted street

  “Too bad the night is over,” Cassie said, “I’m having too much fun.”

  “I know, we have to do this again, sometime.”

  She nodded and then stopped. A huge pool of water gathered at the edge of the street.

  “Gosh, look at this,” she said, “it didn’t even rain properly and it’s almost flooded out here.”

  “That’s Seattle for you.”

  “Downtown Seattle,” she said, “don’t bad mouth my city.”

  Raiden laughed and lifted her in his arms. She gasped audibly as she gripped his neck.

  “Raiden!” she said, unable to articulate anything else. The surprise on her face was more than enough for him.

  He walked right through the puddle, it was deep enough for her shoes to be ruined, but not his work boots.

  He crossed to the other side of the street, her eyes fixed on him. When he lowered her to the ground she was still breathless.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “No prob,” he said winking, “it was just faster to do it this way.”

  She smiled, nodding slowly.

  The rest of the walk was almost in silence, except for a few comments on the weather, or the architecture of a building.

  “This is me,” she said, stopping at a big, wooden door behind her with the number ‘313’ on it. She looked at him shyly.

  Raiden nodded and stepped towards her.

  “All right,” he said. His hands moved to her waist, “it was nice seeing you tonight.”

  She nodded as he leaned forward, tilting her head and closing her eyes. Raiden was an inch away from her.

  “Oh wait!” she said.

  Raiden jolted back.

  “I have your photo in here, I can totally give it to you right now if you want.”

  Raiden was still dumbfounded at the sudden reaction.

  “Sure,” he said.

  “Great,” she replied, turning around and inserting the key on the big door.

  A part of Raiden wanted to take her right there, her perfect ass making his bear go crazy inside. It had never behaved like this in ten years and now it roared with all its might, at her every move.

  It had been hours since she arrived to the restaurant and he was glad she told him not to get up when she did ‘cause he was sure she’d notice how she turned him on.

  “Come on,” she said, entering the building.

  He followed her to a small elevator and they went up to the third floor. Even though this was an old office building, it was perfectly well maintained, with a light bulb that turned on when people walked through the hallway.

  “It’s here,” she said.

  She opened a door with a small “Bennett Photography” sign right next to it, giving the impression that the door its
elf was an art piece.

  “That’s cool,” he said pointing at the sign.

  She giggled, “Oh, that. Just a small joke, I guess. It’s good marketing, though. Everyone remembers it.”

  She closed the door behind him and turned on a light. Raiden gasped.

  The room was a huge corner studio loft, windows everywhere. A big printer sat next to a computer. The only other computer was on the corner of the loft, against a big window.

  Large photographs, laid scattered on the floor around a 1940’s, red velvet sofa.

  “Forgive the mess,” she said, “we’re printing a few pieces for an expo next month.”

  He saw beautiful pictures of the Seattle and Washington countryside.

  “Let me go get your pic,” she told Raiden as she opened another door and rummaged through a bunch of framed pictures.

  “This place is great,” Raiden said, looking at a black and white picture of a lonely tree standing strong against a sea of grass.

  “Thanks,” she said.

  The photograph was breathtaking. It told a story of strength and determination, but at the same time, it was bittersweet, lonely, in its own way.

  “It took me a while to get a place like this, but I finally did,” she said coming out of the small room she’d gone to, with a wooden frame under her arms.

  He turned to her and saw her in a different light. He knew she had talent, she had to, after all, he had seen her work and she was able to afford a place like this. But deep inside, she was not just a pro photographer. She was an artist, in every sense of the word.

  “Oh, that,” she said, “you like it?”

  “I think it’s amazing.”

  “Thanks. I found it south of here, the picture won me the American West Photography award. It brought me good clients.”

  “I love it,” he said.

  She raised her eyes to him and gave him his photo, he could tell she was nervous, pursing her lips, pretending she was fine.

  The picture was even better than it looked on his small phone screen. Black and white, too, it showed a completely natural moment between father and child.

  She’d made them pose for the photo and Raiden had lifted Dee, but this picture was taken right between those moments.

  Maybe she told them to pose as a way to distract them, the real pictures taken as they were behaving normally.

  “It’s stunning,” he said.

  The yellow tint of the lamp made for a cozy room, washing over the brick wall near them.

  “Thank you,” she said, lowering the photograph and extending his hand.

  She shook it and the bear inside Raiden roared. It wanted her now.

  Her hand was cold and almost shaking, her heartbeat —he could tell— was racing. She wanted him as much as he did her.

  He pulled her closer to him and she complied, his hand going around her waist, the soft skin beneath the fabric of her coat warm enough for him to feel her.

  His lips touched hers and his world turned into an explosion of sensations.

  The beast inside growled as he explored every contour of her mouth, her soft tongue dancing over and around with his own, his instinct pushing him harder and harder to take her.

  Her hand grabbed the side of his face and pulled him harder to her. Raiden bit her lower lip and a soft moan escaped her lips as he grabbed her ass and brought her closer to his manhood.

  He wanted her to feel how fucking hard he was, his caress a hard grind on her sex.

  She turned to look at him as her hands explored his skin. Her soft massage turned fiery as she found every crevice in his muscled back.

  He pressed her against the wall and softly pulled her hair to the side, exposing her neck. He wanted to have her. He bit, licked and kissed her as if she had always been his.

  Their centers rubbed against one another in a sensual dance, she didn’t want to escape from him, her shyness rapidly turned into want.

  She pulled him to her again, unable to escape his gaze. He was a predator and she was the prey.

  “Take me,” she whispered in his ear, “take me now.”

  Chapter 6

  Raiden grabbed Cassie’s hands and put them above her head, on the wall. She was soaking wet now, the way he looked at her, with those hungry, gray eyes was enough to make her crazy.

  She had never encountered someone so into her, so driven by passion. She couldn’t say no to anything he did. She was taken aback by his lust, by the way he desired her. Just like she desired him.

  “Do whatever you want to me,” she said, surprising herself.

  Why? Why did she say that? She only just met him and now she couldn’t help it. She was on fire, her whole body at his command.

  She took a glimpse of his bulge once before, and every time he tried to hide it she wanted him more and more.

  And she loved it. To be desired like this. Like no other man did before.

  He nibbled at her earlobe and kissed her neck, sending flashes of agonizing pleasure all over her body. Her nub pushed against his cock, the massage sent shivers so intense she could barely hide them.

  She was vulnerable, giving away how much she wanted him, how he was in complete control and she didn’t mind.

  He turned her against the wall and took her coat off in a single motion, throwing it away, towards the center of the studio.

  His cock pressed against her bottom, his mouth explored the back of her neck. Each of her nerves endings stimulated, panties wetter than ever.

  “Your hands on the wall,” he ordered, “now.”

  Her body automatically obeyed, as if it was trained to. His big, rugged hands caressed the sides of her torso, then moved to her breasts, taking them in full.

  That was a part of her body she loved, her full breasts. But he seemed to enjoy love everything.

  He grabbed her bosom and kissed her neck and pushed forward, a soft growl emerging from him. The sound made her tremble with anticipation. This was no mere man... he was an animal, intense and wild.

  His cock grinded her ass again and in a fiery kiss he ripped her blouse open, exposing her. It was the hottest thing someone had ever done with her... and this was just the beginning.

  He turned her around and kissed her, unwrapping her bra with one hand, using his other to make her caress his cock.

  It was thick and hot, hard and ready to take her. It was the thickest, biggest member she’d ever touched. Or seen... even in porn...

  She blushed. She wasn’t very experienced in love making... but sometimes her want was bigger than her shyness.

  This thing in her hand felt enormous. Touching filled her with lust. With need. My gosh, it won’t fit. But at the same time she wanted it. She wanted to feel his cock sliding inside of her. She wanted him to spread her open and make her feel his size.

  She noticed his soft growl mixed with moaning.

  Oh fuck. She was jerking him off. She did it without even realizing, instinctively. She wasn’t thinking, she was free.

  Raiden kissed and grabbed her breasts, burying his face in them.

  “You’re mine,” he growled.

  Her slit was overflowing.

  “Yes,” she complied. It was too late. She couldn’t stop herself.

  He owned her.

  He bit her breast and sucked on her nipples. His tongue rolled on her areolas as he softly pulled her hair back, controlling her.

  He explored her chest, higher and higher, kissing her everywhere, frantically. This man took her with such intensity that he made her forget any previous insecurities.

  He took off her pants and lifted her, pushing against the wall as her legs straddled him. He stopped, his eyes searching hers.

  “Do it,” she said, “I’m on the pill.”

  He grinned evilly.

  “Are you sure?” he asked.

  She kissed her and he grazed her entrance. He was going in bare. She couldn’t wait any longer. This was torture. Delicious torture.

  His eyes locked with hers,
his huge cock near her entrance.

  “Say ‘fuck me,’” he said.

  She’d never said such a thing. She’d wanted to, but couldn’t bring herself to say the words.

  “Take me,” she said.

  His arms around her tightened, his eyes never leaving hers.

  “Say. Fuck. Me.”

  His cockhead grazed her entrance, burning hot, drenching in her juices.

  She looked down and bit her lower lip. His cock pressed against her sex.

  “Fuck me,” she whispered.

  His cock barely entered her, he was teasing her.

  “Again.”

  “Fuck me, Raiden.”

  “Say please.”

  “Fuck me, please... please.”

  She was begging now. But he didn’t do it. His cock slid up and down her pussy, pressing his cock against her clit. Waves of delicious, electric lust filled her. He masturbated her with his cock. This man is crazy, she thought, a moan escaping her.

  But that’s what she needed. Crazy, wild, sexual. A real man that wanted her and then couldn’t stop himself.

  “Please,” she begged again.

  His cock pushed inside of her. A flash of pain contrasted the delicious sensations flaring out of her center.

  She moaned, submerged in the warm, hot feeling of his sex inside of her. Of being transported to a world she just found out existed.

  Then he filled her completely.

  She held on to him by the neck. He pushed harder against her, until he reached her limit. He growled and then slid out and in again.

  It was painful. So deliciously painful.

  But she was yelling in pleasure. She didn’t notice when, but the pain faded away and all that remained was Raiden going in and out of her, her clit crashing against his thigh bone, his g-spot caressed by his cock.

  He pulled her hair and sank into her, his other arm on her back, lifting her towards him.

  A flash of electricity was building deep inside her sex and was now threatening to explode.

  “I’m gonna cum,” she breathed, then, embarrassment filled her as she noticed how the words came out without notice.

  “I want you to come on my cock, give me your juices,” he commanded as his cock entered her again and again and again. They’d found the perfect rhythm, his fevered breath announced he was about to do so, too.

  A lightning bolt exploded inside her, all of her nerves tensed as her sex took hold of her body. She yelled, lost in pleasure.