Bear's Surrogate (Shifter Surrogate Service Book 3)

by Sky Winters

  Lorna smiled up at him. It was only in this moment that she knew that she wanted that too. The other night had been heated, but it was so much more to it that she had denied to herself. Now, it was time to explore what it could be, see where it led them. Worst case scenario, it went nowhere and they reached the end of their agreement, went their separate ways.

  “I will,” she said.

  Buck pulled her to him, their wet bodies slipping provocatively against one another as their lips met in a kiss that warmed her all the way to her toes. She could feel the electricity tingling through her veins and pulsating in her center. She wanted him like she’d not wanted someone for a very long time.

  “How about we take this inside before the staff starts videotaping us for live streaming on an adult site?” he breathed against her neck.

  “That sounds like a good idea,” she gasped.

  Climbing from the pool, they dried off and made a run for the house, hand in hand and giggling like two teenagers that almost got caught making out behind the high school football stands. They slipped through the house quietly, Buck still in his damp trunks and her naked beneath the cover up she had slipped on before slipping out of her wet bikini.

  They wasted no time once inside his room. Buck slipped out of his wet trunks, already rising to the occasion as she lay across the bed to watch him. Climbing onto the covers beside her, Buck slipped his hand across her shapely hips, feeling the thin fabric of her cover up conform to his fingers. It was such a delicate material. He became bold, however, and lowered his touch to the end of the garment, where he was met with soft, smooth skin – Buck’s hand disappeared under the gown.

  He gradually moved closer, so that his chest pressed against her back in a comfortable spooning position. Buck lowered his face into the crook of her neck, where he inhaled her fresh, clean scent.

  It felt nice. Everything about this felt somehow right. She felt comforted and warm. She smiled, her eyes closing as she reveled in this warmth she felt. She finally realized that it was the sensation of being touched, touched somewhat intimately. Buck pressed against her, his hand moving over her as his breath floated against her neck. She moaned pleasurably, making him aware she was enjoying his touch, that she was more than a bit receptive to his attentions and affections.

  He seemed pleased with her reaction. He had been without intimacies for such a long time that he must know how it felt to finally have someone touch you again, as she did. She couldn’t help but believe that this would help strengthen their bond, connect them in a way that could never be broken, no matter what the outcome of their acquaintance might be.

  Buck allowed his hand to explore further, tracing the contour of her navel and the ever so slight bulge that had begun to form there. He placed a kiss there, a reminder of what lay beneath the surface perhaps. She was amazed at the way he displayed such loving behavior, it was as if he was another man altogether.

  He resumed his travels, caressing her thighs, purposely avoiding that one little spot. Buck brought his hand back up to her navel, where he teased her belly button, before sliding up her torso, following an invisible line leading him to the smooth skin between her breasts.

  Lorna smiled, rolling over a little, as much as Buck would allow. She was allowing him to initiate things, simply following Buck’s lead. She left herself completely open to his exploring, reveling in every bit of his touching.

  And he wouldn’t allow much as he kept his chest pressed firmly against her back, asserting his position. Buck’s hand gently cupped one of her breasts, contracting his fingers slightly around the soft globe – testing the waters, so to speak. He wanted to take it slow; he wanted to feel her and he wanted her to feel him – all of him.

  He brushed the pad of his thumb repeatedly over the hardening nipple, eliciting more pleasured moans from her. It felt like he was staking some sort of claim on her, not as a husband nor even as a boyfriend, but claiming her as his lover, his and his alone.

  Lorna moaned softly to Buck’s tender touches. Did he know how much he was turning her on? It was maddening, but she loved it, and she wanted more. She started writhing against him, a soft smile resting on her lips as her hands gripped her own cover up, lifting it up more for easier access.

  He took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly as he began to kiss at her neck. Again, he felt his body move on its own, but he wasn’t complaining. He embraced this feeling of contentment.

  Buck nibbled at the outer rim of her ear, knowing it was a sensitive spot from the way she squirmed against him. As he continued to massage her full breasts, he rubbed his leg along hers, bringing his lower half closer to her rear. He knew he was driving her insane with need – he could almost smell it seeping from her pores and could definitely feel the wetness forming between her legs spilling out against his own.

  She adored the attention to her neck, it always was one of her most sensitive erogenous zones, and the attention to her breasts as well. She could feel his erection pressing against her behind as his leg brushed hers, and she purposely slid her lower half against him, smoothing herself over him to arouse his senses more. He was being so sweet, so gentle, so caring. This was like a whole new side of Buck, and she loved it so.

  He grunted softly against her ear, pausing in his actions, as her ass brushed over his cock. Buck licked his lips and trailed his hand down her body, moving closer to her groin. But he avoided it once again, not wanting to end this too quickly. He touched the back of her knees, her inner thighs, her hips – everything but that heated junction between her thighs.

  Lorna smiled and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and blissfully moved and swayed under Buck’s inviting caresses. She wanted him so badly, and she knew he knew it. He was teasing her, but not to be malicious. He was simply taking his time, finding the pleasure in touching her. She had waited for this for a long time. This intimacy. She could allow it to unravel as Buck deemed fit, even if her soft sounds and gentle shifting beneath his touch screamed at him to delve his hand between her thighs, to her secret garden of pleasure. She wanted him to explore, and discover the joys of this sort of bonding, and not be so… afraid… if that was even the right word… of intimacies with her. She wanted him to make love to her. And he was, with his exploration of her soft curves and smooth skin. They would make their intimate connection, linking their bodies together, eventually. Lorna was a patient woman. She wanted nothing other than him now and she was willing to endure his slow discoveries.

  Buck watched how her body moved beneath his touch. She was putty in his hands, and so quickly too. He slid his hand behind her, smoothing it along the round flesh of her ass. He squeezed it, spreading the cheeks apart as he ground himself against her, emphasizing how much he wanted this – to keep her from having second thoughts about his intentions.

  He brought his hand back around, letting it glide over the contours of her torso, once again grasping a single breast. Buck soon began to nip at the skin below her ear, raking his teeth along that one spot. With his hand on her firm ass, enticing her even more with his grinding into her, she let another low moan slip free of her throat. She was his, completely. She always had been, perhaps even before she had met him. When he moved his mouth to her neck again, she reached a hand up, touching him herself. She slid her hand through his soft hair, encouraging him. Letting him know she was pleased. Her body writhed against him again in desire.

  He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. Buck finally relented and delved his hand between her thighs, his fingers reaching past her delicate folds to get at the sweet nectar pooling between them. Instead of going directly to her seeping hole, he focused on stroking her clitoris in swift motions, applying pressure every now and again.

  Lorna opened her thighs to him a little, giving him access to her sweet spot. A sound left her lips, not exactly a moan, and not exactly a sigh, but more of a mix between the two. It was a very pleasurable sound. She rolled her hips to Buck’s actions. She tried to roll he
r body over more, wanting to be on her back, facing him, to touch him, to kiss him. With a gentle nudge of her body, she sought permission from Buck to move.

  And he still refused to give – for now, at least. He sighed against her ear, his fingers becoming slick with her desire. Buck avoided penetration, wanting to get her body beyond ready. He continued to stroke her, feeling her clit swell beneath his touch. After a while, however, he lowered his hand and inserted his middle finger, thrusting it back and forth.

  He closed his eyes and imagined more than his finger gliding in and out. Buck then shifted, allowing her to lean back slightly, enough for him to lower his lips to her breast, his tongue snaking out to lap at the pert nipple. He could soon feel the sensation of the friction his cock created against her skin, pressing into her as it became erect in the confined space between them. His body automatically pressed forward, craving more of that delicious friction.

  Lorna was nearly purring to his affections. When he let her move her upper half, she took the opportunity to slide her arm under the arm he was using to support himself up with. His heated mouth on her breast was amazing. She shivered in delight. And when he inserted his finger and began to slowly pump it within her, she took a sharp intake of breath, a pleasurable sound, one of longing. She could feel him stiffening against her, and she wriggled her lower half against him, keeping him interested and stimulated. She rubbed her ass against him, moving when he pressed forward to her. She wanted to speak, murmur softly, but she dared not interrupt this… deeply intimate… time. It was fragile, she felt, it was something delicate.

  Buck pulled away to lick his lips.

  He withdrew his finger and worked her nether lips apart, letting her feel the stickiness as the folds slid together so nicely. He crawled over her, his lips attacking that sweet spot below her ear once again as he positioned himself between her thighs. Buck’s hands went back to their exploration. He slid them along the smooth skin of her legs, up to her childbearing hips. Buck wanted her – all of her.

  As his cock brushed her navel, Buck released a small sigh against her ear before taking her ear between his teeth to nibble at it.

  Lorna bit her lip again, rolling to her back, making herself comfortable and ready for him and what was to come. As he climbed over her, she smiled, taking a deep breath, and sighing out in a pleased way. She could feel his cock brushing against her flesh. He was so large, and so hard. She gave another shiver thinking about what was to come, and how it was going to feel. Buck was a very well-endowed man, and she was a small woman. In every way.

  There would be a pleasurable pain in the beginning, and she anticipated it… longed for it. She wrapped one arm under his as the other went over his shoulder. She smoothed her gentle fingers over his scarred but soft flesh, taking in the contours of his body by way of touch, as he had painstakingly done with her. She felt his strong, lean muscles move beneath his flesh. His strength was arousing. The only thing she was missing was the kiss. He still hadn’t kissed her yet, not since they’d begun making love, and it flitted a small bit of worry through her. Not a real kiss. A kiss of passion and love.

  Buck nuzzled under her chin, his lips brushing hers. He guided his cock to her entrance, where it was met with a flood of ecstasy. He pressed the head past the tight mouth, allowing her body to suck him in. Buck lowered his body against her own, watching her closely as he dealt slow thrusts, sinking deeper each time. He then leaned in to place a kiss to her lips, swallowing her pleasurable noises as he sunk into her warm depths.

  Relief swept through Lorna as his lips finally met hers. And she was thankful he swallowed up her noises as he pressed himself into her; she knew it would be a tight fit, and she didn’t want to alert the whole house with her noises of pain and pleasure. Her body acclimated itself to accommodate his size, leaving Lorna in a blissful state, feeling him seated within her body. They were finally locked together. One. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in the love she felt. She moved her hips upwards, slowly, giving a small grind of her hips, urging Buck on. She didn’t want to rush it, but her body had become overheated and overloaded by the pleasure of his sweet explorations and touches. One hand slipped down to his waist as the other braced itself on his shoulder. She lifted her knees and opened herself up to him more, allowing him to sink in a little deeper.

  Buck deepened the kiss further as she moved her hips. He began to move his own, pressing in before withdrawing slightly, only to penetrate her once more. She was tight, warm, and wet. Buck dealt rather hard, precise thrusts, rocking her body up against the bed; each one stimulating her clit.

  Lorna kissed him with all the need and passion she had for him. As he started his thrusting, Lorna matched his rhythm, making it pleasurable for both of them, each thrust bringing great pleasure. Lorna smoothed her hands over her lover’s body, delving her hand into his hair, trailing it down his neck and spine. Buck was a forceful lover, but Lorna enjoyed the hard, precise pounding. He wasn’t a greedy lover either, making sure she was stimulated with each blow. Again, Lorna wanted to speak, she wanted to murmur into his ear her love, but refrained. This was too perfect to spoil with words, words that might not be welcome.

  He hovered over her, leaning forward to bury his face against her neck to inhale her scent. Buck’s hand rose to cup her breast, teasing it as he continued to move against her, their skin wet with sweat and other bodily fluids, creating a sickeningly sweet noise that echoed throughout the room – their own world.

  Lorna arched her back to Buck’s touch on her breast. He was bringing her to heights of pleasure she’d never experienced before. She was in awe of him. She kissed and nipped softly at his shoulder, inhaling his scent as well. It was masculine, heavenly, and she couldn’t get enough of it. His hand drifted down her body to settle between her thighs, where he brushed her swollen clit, stroking it with added fervor. He brought his lips to hers once again, kissing away her moans and cries of pleasure as the pace of his thrusts increased.

  As he applied attention to her clit again, and increased his pace, Lorna did let loose with soft moans and gentle cries of pleasure. She could barely keep Buck’s pace as he thrust in and out of her. Her grip on his body tightened, her small hands holding on to him as the telltale tingle from head to toe tickling its way through her and the knot formed in her lower abdomen. The more thrusting and attention Buck paid to Lorna, the tighter the knot formed, until finally it snapped. Lorna arched her back, pulling her lips away from Buck and let loose with a soft cry of pleasure, ecstasy washing through her core as her body was swept into bliss by her orgasm. She panted for breath as her inner walls clutched Buck’s stiff cock, spasming around him, pulling him in and releasing him, repeating the process, leaving Lorna humming out softly in her pleasure, her body coaxing Buck to sweet release.

  The feeling of her inner walls clamping down around him, pulsing with need, drove him over the edge. Buck came, his body moving on its own as he leaned forward to nuzzle against the woman’s neck. He released soft noises of his own, letting Lorna know just how good she made him feel.

  Hearing his noises elated Lorna. She wrapped her arms around him and embraced him to herself lovingly. She caught her breath, kissing his shoulder and moving a hand to run through his hair in a relaxing, loving manner. She sighed out contentedly, moving to kiss Buck’s neck, her body finally relaxing under his as she still had tiny shimmers of bliss sparking through her. He had made her feel so good. So beautiful. And he never said a word. All their love was expressed through touch. But sooner or later that had to end. Lorna just didn’t want to be the one to break the silence.

  He rested against her, feeling lost in the silence. Buck kept his face hidden against her neck as he whispered “I love you” against her ear. He braced himself for her reaction.

  Lorna smiled against him. She believed him. She nodded against him, moving her lips against his neck, murmuring softly. “I love you too…”

  Buck finally pulled away and sat up, swinging his legs over
the edge of the bed. “Thank you,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at him. She looked so beautiful lying there in the afterglow.

  Lorna didn’t understand why or what he was thanking her for. She simply nodded to him as he moved away and sat up on the edge of the bed. She was a little confused, but she tried not to let it get to her. She had wanted to hold him longer, but she knew he wasn’t the touchy-feely type, despite her wishes otherwise. There were just going to be some things he couldn’t provide for her, and she knew she would just have to get over them. She wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world, so she would make concessions and sacrifices. She offered a small smile in his direction and closed her eyes.

  “Come to me…” he said softly.

  Lorna opened her eyes to the sound of his voice. She sat up and nodded, moving to the edge of the bed, sitting beside him. She looked at him questioningly.

  Chapter 13

  That first night had been the beginning of something magical, or so Lorna had thought. The sex between them was amazing. She had never been with an older man before and Buck was skilled, his stamina that of a much younger guy. Lorna was like putty in his hands each time they were together, which had gotten to be pretty much daily, though they still maintained separate rooms. Of course, she still spent most nights in his at present.

  Today, they were working. The screenplay had taken on a new life of its own in the past month. It was as if their passions had spread from the bedroom into it, breathing a life into the pages that had been somewhat lacking before. It had already been good, but now it was turning into something spectacular, something that any studio would be excited about. She knew that sounded a bit self-involved, like tooting their own horn, but she really felt like what they were creating was fresh, new. It was truly exciting to be a part of it.