Bearly Falling

by Ally Summers

  I turned off the water and felt for the towel Oliver handed to me through the curtain. I had a bear in my bathroom. My very own bear who was here to protect me and keep me safe. He had rushed here in the middle of the night to take care of me.

  All I had done the entire week was argue with him and push him away. All he had done was shown up every day, ready to help me. To show me he was the kind of man I could depend on. I could count on him. Trust him. Love him.

  “Thank you.” I wrapped the towel around my chest, stepping from the tub.

  “You know you looked exactly like this when we met.”

  “I did, didn’t I?”

  “Might be my favorite look on you.” He smiled sweetly. He leaned over to kiss my forehead. “And you still smell like heaven.”

  “Will you stay tonight?” I asked.

  “You don’t have to ask. I was planning on taking the couch.”

  “Not the couch.” I pulled his hand into mine. “My bed, Ollie.”

  “After what you’ve been through tonight, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea. I’m good at a lot of things, but keeping my hands off you when you’re wet and naked isn’t one of them. I’ll take the couch. And we can sort out all the clan stuff later. I’ll tell you anything you want to know. No secrets. My bear can’t lie to you. He never will. I promise.”

  My free hand reached for the towel tuck. I let the terry cloth fall from my body and land in a pile on the slick floor.

  “I had an enlightening day.” I stepped in toward him. I could feel him tense as I approached. “And I’m not scared anymore. You make me feel safe. Protected. And I know why that is—it’s your bear.” I tangled my fingers through his. “I was wrong about you. Everything I said this morning was naïve. It came from a place of hurt. You have to know that. Yeah, I don’t get the shifter war. I’m not going to pretend I don’t have a million questions, but I have one answer. The answer that has been staring at me since you offered to help me. And that’s if I’m supposed to be your mate, I want to be your mate now. I don’t want to wait for someone else to try to take me away from you. Please don’t let them.”

  “Oh God, Savi, never. I’ll never let that happen. I swear.”

  His hands wrapped around my waist, pressing into the small of my back.

  “Take me to bed,” I pleaded. I lifted my lips toward his, desperate for one of his earth-shattering kisses.

  He shook his head. “Your bed is too damn far.”

  I gasped as he dropped to his knees, pushing me against the counter. His hands spread my legs apart as his tongue darted between my folds with lightning strokes.

  “Oh God.” My head rolled to the side with instant pleasure.

  He lapped, stroking my clit wickedly as I rocked into his face with strong jerks. Everything was intense all at once.

  My juices flowed freely as he sucked and licked. His tongue was relentless, coaxing my knees to wobble. He brought the heel of my foot to his shoulder as he deepened his thrusts. I gripped his head so I didn’t fall while he pushed inside me with urgent need.

  “So delicious,” he growled.

  I felt alive. I felt as if I was giving him something he needed. Something that tied us together. As if he could drink from me. I wanted to satisfy his thirst. I wanted to be his wine to drink. I opened my legs wider, offering more of myself.

  “Savi,” he moaned, prying my folds apart with his fingers. “You were meant for me.”

  I nodded in agreement. “Take me, Ollie. Please take me.”

  “Not until you come so hard you fall into my arms.”

  “Oh God.” I felt the vibrations start to ripple in my core. It was as if his words evoked the strings of the orgasm to start to pull and tug at the electric sensations in my body.

  My thighs were wide and dripping with my honey. His tongue darted in and out. I quivered with exploding pulses, trying to steady his tongue. I wanted it everywhere all at once. And then it found its home, deep inside me. I called out his name as my legs gave way and I sank into him. He caught me with his hands, holding me in the air while I rode out the shockwaves.

  I opened my eyes and smiled.

  “Will you take me now?”

  Thirteen

  Oliver

  I didn’t know how two people could have gone through so much in such a short amount of time, but that’s exactly what happened with Savi and me. The instant she opened the door, she had opened something in me that I didn’t see coming.

  How could I? I had been focused on business. Focused on driving up our tech stock. I was running an entire division, and for the past few weeks I had the weight of Hawthorne Global on my shoulders.

  It wasn’t until I found her that I realized there was more to life than conquering and building. There was more value in her breathing than in seizing acquisitions. There was a soft beautiful woman who needed me. And damn if I didn’t need her too.

  I lifted her gently in my arms. She was still warm and wet from the shower.

  “There’s no rush for anything, Savi,” I whispered. They were probably the hardest words I had ever spoken. All I wanted was to take her. To claim her and finally make her mine.

  “Don’t you see? Waiting will hurt us both,” she answered.

  She was right. It would tear us apart to sleep tonight without touching each other. Belonging to each other. It was time for my bear to be with his mate.

  My lips crushed hers with urgent need. My tongue twined along hers, lashing back and forth until she moaned my name.

  “I’ve wanted this since I laid eyes on you,” I growled.

  “I think I have too.”

  I walked through the hall not knowing where to go. Savi pointed to a room on the end. I carried her, kicking the door open.

  My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I strolled to the bed, lying her across the quilt.

  She watched as I undressed, tossing my shirt then jeans on the floor.

  I crawled toward her on the bed. Her eyes raked over my chiseled abs and fell between my legs. I saw the look of surprise on her face.

  “It’s ok,” I whispered.

  “You’re just so…so…huge.”

  I grinned. It never hurt to hear that a few times from the woman you were getting ready to claim.

  I pressed my mouth to her lips. “It’s going to feel fucking amazing. I promise.”

  “Oh God,” she groaned as I slipped my hand between her legs. She was already wet, but as I strummed my fingers around her clit, she started to pant in short jagged breaths. Fuck. I didn’t know how to show any restraint when all I wanted was to be inside her.

  I pushed a finger inside her. She tightened around it.

  My lips moved to her shoulder. My fangs extended. I didn’t know how the moment would happen. Only that my bear was ready for it. He wanted her to evoke the words that would bind us together for life.

  I stoked the fire between her legs, pushing two more fingers inside her, prying and stretching while she bucked at the intensity.

  “Oh, Oliver,” she mewed.

  I ran the tips of my sharpened teeth over her neck. “I need you to tell me to claim you, Savi,” I growled. “Say the words and I’ll seal our fate.”

  I nipped at her skin, hungry for her. I thrust my fingers, pumping harder into her.

  “Oh, God. Please. Make me yours. Claim me. Claim me,” she cried as the orgasm crested to the surface.

  I took her moment of pure bliss to sink my fangs into her shoulder. She screamed out as the bite bound us together. She writhed and quivered, tensing from her pleasure, shuddering from the pain of the bite. It would heal quickly. I would make sure of it. Once I was inside her, she’d mend from my magic.

  I pushed her legs to the side as I withdrew my fangs. There was one more step. One more act that would make sure we could never be separated.

  I nudged my cock against her entrance. I swirled it against her honey, coating my shaft in her essence.

  I looked down at the beauty of my
mate. How sexy she was. How gorgeous her tits were. The swells of her hips. And the lush softness of her heated sex. Made just for me. I pressed against her legs, hoping she would stretch around me. I didn’t want to hurt her. She was so tight I was worried mating with me would be painful. The more I nudged the tip of my cock toward her, the restraint withered. I wanted to erupt inside her. Bury my skin under hers. Ride her until dawn.

  My back arched as I thrust deep with a powerful stroke to claim her. “You’re mine,” I roared. “Only mine. Forever, Savi.”

  There was nothing more fucking amazing in my life than this moment.

  Fourteen

  Savannah

  The ceiling was cast with stars, or that was just my body’s reaction to the pleasure Oliver pushed inside me with each pump of his glorious cock.

  I gripped his shoulders, as he yanked my ass closer toward him. I looked in his eyes, feeling his animalistic power washing over me. I bit my lip, reeling from desire of epic proportions. Sex had never felt like this. I didn’t know it was possible.

  “Oh, I love it. It’s so intense.” He rocked my world with each thrust.

  “I need more. Fuck, Savi. I need more.”

  I nodded. “Whatever you want. I’m yours,” I sighed. “I’m yours.”

  He pulled out of me and before I knew what happened he had flipped me on my stomach. I panted, waiting for his next move. My legs were spread and I felt the heat of his solid shaft wedge between my center. My hips rose, eager to meet him. Eager to suck him back inside.

  “Your ass is so damn sexy,” he growled.

  I looked over my shoulder at him. He was the one who was so damn sexy. I clasped the sheet in my fist, needing something to ground me. Something to keep me on this earth when his cock thrust inside me again, sending me forward.

  “Oh,” I cooed. “That. Do that again.” I grinned, loving the impact. Needing him to fill me like that every time. Pushing inside me so far there was no end to me. Only the two of us united.

  “I can’t do this much longer, Savi,” he growled. He pushed inside again, pulling my hips toward him.

  I tried to grind into his hips, pushing my hands into the mattress.

  “When you do that, I’m going to lose it,” he warned.

  But I couldn’t stop. The more I rocked back into him, the deeper and more intense it felt. His cock was so far inside me I was zinging from every nerve.

  I bucked wildly, pushing in to him while he sank every bit of his length between my legs.

  “Oh yes. Oh, fucking yes.” He spread my legs, widening every part of my entrance when I felt an electric sensation soar through me. I’d never been this vulnerable. This exposed. This loved.

  He pushed into me until he had emptied his seed deep. He pumped a few last times before collapsing next to me.

  He curled me to his chest, kissing my forehead.

  “Are you ok?” he asked.

  He traced the bite mark on my shoulder.

  I nodded. “I feel amazing. Nothing hurts. How did you do that? My body has never actually been in that position before.” I knew I was blushing, but maybe he couldn’t see me in the dark room.

  “I might have passed on a little shifter magic to you when I came.”

  “Really?”

  He kissed my cheek. “Really. As long as my magic is inside you, you will heal faster. You should feel pretty good.”

  “I do. I feel incredible.” It was as if there was new energy in my blood. It was kind of funny to think it was from sex. From his essence. I had no idea anything like this was possible.

  “Good. You deserve to feel good.” His eyes closed and I nuzzled in next to his chest.

  He was so warm. His chest was like a solid wall protecting me. My eyes grew heavy and eventually I fell asleep wrapped in Oliver’s arms.

  I could hear the birds outside the window. They chirped incessantly, but I loved it. I rose slowly, blinking at the sunlight streaming across the floor. My bed was empty.

  “Oliver?” I called.

  Had it been a dream? Did I hallucinate everything that happened last night? The wolf on my porch. The way Oliver had rushed to protect me. The most amazing and earth-shattering sex of my life.

  I planted my feet on the floor and reached for my silk robe on the chair. My fingers immediately went to my neck. I smiled when I felt the small bumps from his fangs. It was real. It had happened.

  I tied the belt in front of my navel and walked down the hall.

  “Ollie?” I called his name again.

  I descended the stairs. I grinned when I saw him in the kitchen. He had made coffee and was standing over the stove.

  “Yeah, right. I know, but… just hold on, Clarence.” He winked at me.

  It was hard not to giggle.

  He was scrambling eggs in his jeans and he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He might have hit an all-time high for sexy. After last night, I didn’t think that was possible. I sat at the table while he continued his phone call and stirred the eggs.

  “Fine. All right. Thanks.”

  He hung up, stuffing the phone in his back pocket.

  “Good morning.”

  “Good morning.” I smiled. “Something important?”

  “Just business. The usual.”

  “I guess I don’t know what the usual is.”

  He added the eggs to a plate with toast and presented it to me. “Hold on. I have coffee too.” He rushed to the counter and poured mugs for both of us.

  “Thank you.”

  He sat next to me. “I decided this morning I needed to make some things right.”

  I took a bite of the eggs. They were delicious.

  “Like what?”

  “The ice rink for starters.”

  My jaw dropped. “No. You don’t have to.”

  He reached for my wrist. “I do. And it’s already done. The rink is completely yours.”

  “What?” My eyes widened. “What are you talking about?”

  “The bank took it back with no plan, which is just bad business. I was on the phone with Clarence. He has been instructed to make sure you are the owner of the rink. I have paid for it so you don’t have to worry about anything other than skating again.”

  “There is no skating again. I told you.”

  “I think I’m glad you didn’t walk down when I was on the first phone call.”

  I had no idea where he was going. “What was that?” I asked.

  “I’m going to make sure you skate again, Savi. I’m flying a specialist in from the east coast. He’s the best in the world.”

  “No, Ollie. It’s not possible. I did the rehab. I healed and I don’t have the strength in my knee. You can’t fix that with a specialist.”

  “Yes I can. And I will.”

  “I know you’re trying to help. It’s sweet. It really is, but there are some things that can’t be fixed no matter how badly you want them.”

  He threaded his fingers through mine. “I think you’re forgetting you’ve got a little shifter in you now.”

  “I thought you said that the magic was temporary.” It was hard not to feel the blood pump through my veins a little faster just thinking about that conversation. I’d never let a man come inside me like that.

  “What if you had a lot of it?” He raised his eyebrows.

  My core fluttered.

  “You think you can heal me with sex?” I whispered.

  “I want to try. Let me love you every day. Fill you. Be inside you.” His hand traveled to my thigh.

  I nodded slowly as he tugged on the tie of my robe. The fabric fell away from my breasts. The tie coiled on the floor.

  Oliver stood, wiping the table clear. The dishes crashed. But I didn’t care. He lifted me to the center of the table. His hands coasted over my body, stopping to tease my breasts before dipping between my legs.

  I couldn’t look away. His hungry gaze held me.

  I watched as he stepped out of his jeans. He pulled me toward him and in seconds he was deep
inside me, rocking my hips with powerful thrusts.

  I’d never had sex on the kitchen table. I’d never had sex on any kind of a table. But there was something to this angle. Oliver could slide in and out of me, while his hands roamed freely over my body.

  “So fucking beautiful,” he whispered.

  He pushed inside again and I saw the gleam in his eyes. He was on the edge. Knowing that my body could do this to him pushed me over the edge too. My core clenched and quivered until I was writhing in ecstasy.

  He thrust, gripping my thighs. Pushing his thick cock home. I arched my back, accepting it. Accepting him. Accepting everything he wanted to give me.

  Oliver exhaled as his release slowed. It was followed by a sexy grin.

  He leaned down to kiss me.

  “Just like that every day, baby.”

  I nodded. I didn’t care if I ever skated again. As long as I had this with Oliver, it didn’t matter. It was worth a try.

  “Every day,” I answered.

  Fifteen

  Oliver

  I wanted to stay in the cabin in the woods with Savi forever, but that was just damn unrealistic. I had to get back to Hawthorne Global. If I ducked out now when my brothers counted on me, no telling what would happen with the board.

  I also had to find another tract of land. There was no way in hell I was taking this from her. I had thought before my bear wanted it for an entirely different reason, when in fact he was trying to tell me from the beginning that I had a stake here. The stake was my future. Not Hawthorne Global’s.

  Savannah was on the front porch when I walked outside.

  “You’re leaving?” There was a flash of hurt in her eyes.

  “I have to get to the office. I have meetings and a call with Grayson at two.”

  “Oh. I didn’t think about that. Work as usual I guess.”

  I walked toward her, leaning down to kiss her soft lips.

  “I’ll be back tonight. Or you could come with me to the city?” I suggested. “I could drop you off at the rink while I work.”