by Gina Kincade
She laughed. “That was in the past, the pathetic crush of a silly school girl. Besides, I’m not dating ever again. Men are off-limits, ever since...”
She shuddered.
“Take the evening off,” he said. “Take a bath. I don’t want you getting stressed out and...”
“I’m sober,” Star insisted. “I’m sober and happy. You have my word.”
Cable shook his head. “I know you. Seeing Everett knocked you for six. I, as your boss, order you to take the night off. Go.”
She smiled and pulled her brother into a big hug. She really didn’t know what she’d do without him. He’d literally saved her from destroying her life. She owed him.
SOMETIMES EVERETT HATED being what he was. It was very hard to get drunk when you had the abilities that he had. He didn’t think he’d ever suffered from a proper hangover in his life, and he’d tried to get one a number of times. His army buddies thought he had some sort of mutant stomach that could process alcohol quicker than normal people. They’d actually been envious of him!
Cable returned from the back room, looking concerned. Everett didn’t want to pry. Obviously something was going on with Star, but he didn’t feel it was his business to interfere.
“Have you...changed since you got back?” Cable asked.
“I haven’t found the time,” Everett answered
He’d been hit with so many revelations since his return that changing into a polar bear had slipped his mind. He was glad Cable reminded him. It made him antsy when he went for long periods without changing.
“Follow me,” Cable commanded.
Cable told Rita, the other barmaid, that he had to pop out for a while. She looked annoyed, but they didn’t give her much of a chance to complain. Once they were outside they got in Cable’s 4x4 and took a short drive into the local mountains.
Everett grinned, taking in the majesty of white peaks. He’d missed this. Alaska truly was beautiful.
They headed through a small road in the trees, heading further up until they reached a small secluded cabin. It had belonged to Cable’s family for generations. He’d used it to help Everett whenever he needed to change.
Without Cable, I wasn’t sure where I’d be now.
Cable was the only other person to know he was a polar bear shifter. It was a secret that had bonded them since they were thirteen when Cable found a wandering polar bear near his cabin, only to watch in horror as the creature turned into a human.
I can still remember the mortified look on his face!
The car came to a stop, and they climbed out. Everett took a bracing gulp of the clear mountain air before letting the change come over him. It happened in an instant. One moment he was a man, and the next he was a massive polar bear.
Cable shook his head. “Still takes my breath away.”
Everett roared and took to running through the trees. The snow crunched under his paws and he could taste the cold on his tongue. He felt alive and happy.
STAR FILLED THE TUB with her lavender bubble bath and returned to the bedroom to undress. Her leather jacket was the first to leave her body, and then her gun and shoulder hoister. Her shoes and jeans followed, clumsily.
She stared at the gun on her bed. She felt safe, carrying it around. If Cable knew, he’d go berserk.
I won’t go anywhere without my gun.
In her tee shirt and undergarments, Star padded back into the bathroom. She removed the rest of her clothes and discarded them in the hamper. Her glorious breasts swung free as she crossed the edge of the tub and slid in. The scalding hot water steamed at her body’s intrusion. Star contemplated adding more cold water but decided against it. She sat still until her body grew acclimated to the heat.
Star sighed as the water caressed her intimate places. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the tub. She wanted to relax. Yet her mind was a preschool class with ideas bouncing off the walls.
Everett.
Star palmed her generous breasts. She hardened her nipple between her thumb and index fingers. With ease she brought the pink buds into perky statues. Her breathing quickened as she continued to arouse herself. Her brown eyes fluttered closed. She licked her lips and attempted to conjure a fantasy, anything but Everett, but her old crush popped into her head anyway.
Her cheeks flushed at the idea that he would come to mind so easily. Maybe it was just that she was feeling so vulnerable. Maybe it was his seductive dark eyes, or the way his rough voice drew out her name when he said it. Why did he have to be so damned attractive? Why couldn’t she live the rest of her life without having a man in her heart?
Her eyes drifted closed again. Images of Everett replacing her hands with his flooded her thoughts. His tender mouth parted to take in her nipple. Star sighed softly. She moaned as her hands teased her nipples in ways she wanted him to. Fuck that he was never going to see her as more than Cable’s baby sister. She wanted him.
Her free hand found the throbbing bud of her clit. She tugged at it roughly. Her body instantly responded. The shock waves of pleasure/pain rushed from her core and into various other body parts. Vigorously she rubbed her growing clit between her fingers. Her tight asshole puckered as she tightened her muscles in preparation to cum. Everett was at it again. His thick fingers slipped two at a time into her. Star splashed in the tub as he thrust his fingers back and forth as deep as they would go inside her.
The fingers he used when firing his gun were inside me.
Star moaned. Her body grew more sensitive with each thrust. She squeezed her breasts and pushed one to her mouth. Her short tongue would not let her draw the nipple in completely, but she was able to get them close enough that she could nibble as she imagined Everett would. Everett was a good guy, but she just knew he was a bad boy in bed.
Her passionate sobs filled the room as she pleasured herself. Both hands worked overtime to imitate Everett and how he would work her body. Star pulled her fingers from her pussy. She propped a leg up on each side of the tub and pushed a finger inside her asshole. A drop of spittle burst from her mouth when she shouted out in passion. Her tight asshole sucked her finger deeper.
Oh God...Everett...
Star fucked her tight asshole. She extended her fingers so that she could fuck her still throbbing pussy as well. Star groaned from her belly.
Her body coursed with desire as she pushed herself past her limits. “Fuck me, Everett,” she heard herself say. The large bathroom echoed her lonely voice as she bellowed his name. Star clenched her muscles tight around her fingers. She licked her lips and panted as she tried to bribe her orgasm. Star went back to rubbing her clit. She switched breasts and nibbled/ bit the other. Rapidly she rubbed her wet pussy into a climax. Her body convulsed as she gave into her most primal desires.
With one last tremor and guttural moan, Star collapsed in the tub. Most of the water was already on the floor. The images of Everett guiding her to paradise faded from her head as she drifted back to earth.
That night Star dreamed of him. In those dreams, he pleasured her for hour after hour of dirty bad boy sex. When she woke up, her pussy wet and her body layered with sweat, she wanted to go back to sleep again.
Interlude 1
12th April 2010
“Morgan Lift, 24, was making his way home from his job at the cannery when he was accosted by a wild animal. He fought for his life but was severely injured in the attack, losing his left arm. He almost died from blood loss but was discovered by a kind stranger and an ambulance was called. The stump where his arm used to be was seen to at the hospital. He should make a full recovery.
Morgan told us later, after coming out of surgery, “I was just minding my own business but the thing...the thing attacked me. I did what I was supposed to when confronted by a wild bear. I shook my arms and made myself look big. I made a lot of noise. But it didn’t work. The bear attacked me and ripped off my arm like it was nothing. I thought it was going to kill me, but...but it seemed content with my arm. It
spat it out and walked away. I’ve never been so frightened all my life.”
Police are on the lookout for a wild bear in Sylvester and surrounding counties. Please do not approach the bear. It is highly dangerous and may in fact be suffering from rabies.”
Star crumpled the paper up and threw it in the bin. It made her so angry. Why didn’t the paper mention that Morgan Lift had raped a girl and gotten away with it? They painted him as the poor victim.
“The reporter for this article should be ashamed of herself for not reporting the full facts,” she complained. “Morgan deserved everything he got. You should’ve bitten off his balls.”
Everett grimaced. “Even I wouldn’t go that far.”
“But they’ll learn. They’ll learn who you really target.”
“And then?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know.”
Chapter 3
23rd February 2010
Cable was preparing a pan of hot cocoa when Everett came into the cabin an hour later. He shook his hair free of snow and took off his coat. It was warm inside, a fire crackling in a small hearth invigorating the place. He pulled his boots off and flopped onto the ratty couch.
“How was that?” Cable asked.
“I needed it more than anything,” Everett admitted. He looked up at his friend, knowing he needed something else too. “Are you seeing anyone?”
Cable shook his head. “Pickings have been slim.”
Everett stood up and walked up to Cable. The heat from the stove was making him horny.
“I need you tonight,” said Everett, his voice husky.
Cable grinned. He grabbed Everett by his hair, hard, pulled him towards his face. He kissed him forcefully, before pulling away.
Everett closed his eyes as Cable unzipped his fly and pushed his hand inside, gently stroking his friend’s dick. It was stiff and at attention.
“Do you like this?” Cable asked coyly.
“I do,” Everett groaned. “But I want more.”
He brought his mouth up to Everett’s ear and said, “Let’s move to the bedroom.”
They entered the small bedroom, unable to contain their patience for what was to come. Cable lied down on the bed, looking up at Everett, as he started to undress the barman. First he removed his socks, slowly, deliberately, and teasingly. Everett tickled the end of his right toe with his tongue.
Cable giggled.
“You like that?” Everett asked.
“You know I’m ticklish,” Cable said.
Everett grinned. “How could I forget?”
He unzipped Cable’s jeans and pulled them down, even more slowly than the socks. He climbed onto the bed and crawled up to him, moving his cheek against his friend’s bare legs, all the way up to the groin. Cable loved the feel of Everett’s beard against his skin, especially in more delicate areas.
But that can wait until I’ve teased you a little more.
Everett nuzzled Cable’s dick as it strained powerfully at his boxers. He didn’t want to taste it just yet, even though he wanted to claim it in his mouth already.
“Stop teasing me,” Cable said.
Everett pulled himself up further until their eyes met but their bodies were yet to touch. Cable lifted his hand up to stroke his face. Everett kissed his finger, slipped it in his mouth to lick it. They kissed on the lips, slipped their tongues inside each other’s mouths, tasting everything about each other.
Everett broke off the kiss and pulled up Cable’s shirt over his head. His friend had an amazing body, thick but not too muscular. There were a few tiny hairs around each perfectly erect nipple, and a few more hairs around his bellybutton. His abs were like sculpted marble, and the tattoo of a polar bear on the left side of his stomach turned me him even more.
He got that as a sign of our unending friendship.
Everett kissed each nipple, tickling him with his tongue. Cable squirmed beneath him, obviously finding his ministrations highly erotic.
Everett kissed every part of his torso, christening his six-pack with his saliva. He pressed his lips against the polar bear tattoo, giving it more attention. He knew Cable would love this.
He has the body of a Greek god and he needs, deserves, my caresses.
God, he’s so beautiful...
Everett grinned and yanked down Cable’s boxers with surprising swiftness. He tossed them over his head onto the floor. Cable’s dick was fully erect, waiting, ready. It actually made Everett’s mouth water.
“The condoms!” Everett declared.
He quickly ran into the bathroom and brought back some condoms and lube. Cable always had some to spare.
Not that he could catch anything from me. As far as I’m aware, I don’t catch STDs. Then again, you can never be too careful.
Everett watched Cable watch him as he slowly slipped the condom around his friend’s dick. Every time Everett touched him it seemed to send electricity through his body.
I love how it makes his face squirm with unimaginable pleasure. I love how I’m the one doing this to him.
Everett squirted some blueberry flavored lube onto his hands. He massaged it around Cable’s hard, thick penis. He went slowly, deliberately, causing his friend more deliria, his hand jerking the shaft with torturous pleasure.
No more foreplay. I want him inside me now.
Everett stood up on the bed and pulled down his jeans, followed by a pair of tight blue boxer briefs. His dick swung out, and Cable studied it, mesmerized. With no hesitation, Everett eased himself onto his friend’s lap, their eyes in constant contact with each other the whole time. Everett liked to see into a person’s soul as he entered them or was penetrated by them. He wanted both parties to feel the emotional intensity of the experience.
Everett groaned as he felt Cable’s dick slowly begin to slide into his tight hole.
Shit! I’d forgotten how big Cable was! This is a tight fit.
He squirmed and stroked up and down until Cable’s cock completely sank in, balls deep. There was a tiny smidgen of pain at first, but he was used to it. Soon Everett was experiencing nothing but pleasure.
Concerned, Cable said, “Are you okay? Am I hurting you?”
Everett leaned over and kissed him, biting his lip a little. “You could never hurt me.”
“I know. I just like being reminded that you love big cocks.”
They both let out a few “OO’s and Ah’s” when Everett begin to gently dip up and down. His slow, gentle strokes began to speed up as Cable’s thick dick loosened him up. Everett began to rapidly bounce on the swollen cock inside him, hearing nothing but the slapping of their skin echoing in the room. Cable gripped onto his hips, and then his ass, digging his fingers into Everett’s soft flesh, his fingernails piercing him. Everett fought the urge to cry out as his ass was pounded intensely over and over.
Oh God this really is intense...He’s hitting the sweet spot almost straight away...
“Oh god,” Everett groaned. “Right there...fuck me harder...”
Cable grinned wickedly and thrust upwards. Everett bounced, their bodies colliding and merging with force and power. He felt an orgasm overtaking him as his friend pummeled his sweet spot relentlessly over and over again.
I’ve never come this fast before. We need to slow it down and change positions.
Now breathless, Everett pulled out of him and stood up on the bed. Cable grinned as the former army sniper bent over with his hands on the bed. This was Cable’s favorite sexual position.
“Get up and fuck me already,” Everett complained teasingly.
Cable stood up with his cock standing at salute. Everett arched his back and spread his legs for him to position himself. He slapped his dick on Everett’s ass a few times before taking a playful nibble of his butt cheek.
Oh fuck...
Before Everett could demand more biting, Cable thrust back inside him. His strong hands gripped Everett’s hips and pulled him back. He stuffed his dick in him until his ass swallowed it whole agai
n.
Oh God, this is so good!
Instantly he begins to pound Everett’s ass, harder and faster than he’d ever been pounded before. Everett felt the polar bear in him coming to the surface, infusing him with extra strength and stamina. His senses felt every thrust and pounding tenfold. Cable always knew how to give a good fuck, and tonight he was on the top of his game.
“You want it harder?” Cable demanded.
“You can’t give it to me any harder, you pussy,” Everett challenged him.
Everett gasped, biting the bed sheets to stop himself from screaming, as Cable gave him long, deep strokes, and slapped his ass every time he tried to scream out loud. After he’d gone hard and fast for about ten seconds he’d go slow for a bit and then rev it up even harder and quicker than before. It was intense and exhausting and so fucking pleasurable Everett couldn’t hold back much longer.
I can’t come yet. I’m not ready for this to end.
Everett squirmed away from him and onto the middle of the bed, eager to change positions once again. He felt Cable’s hot, wet body climb onto his back and push him flat on his stomach, driving his cock right back into his tight hole with nowhere for him to run. Sweat dripped between their skin and Everett could hear his heavy breathing in his ear.
“Take this dick,” Cable whispered, his voice rough. “Take it.”
Everett felt Cable’s lips on the back of his neck. They were rough, taking what they could. Hands grasped at him, rubbing at his chest, his nipples, as he was pounded into the bed.
“Take it,” he whispered. “Take it hard.”
“Harder!” Everett scream. “Harder!”
He flipped Everett over and onto his back. With no hesitation, Cable plunged himself back in. Cable lifted Everett’s legs up and onto his shoulders. He breathlessly pounded him harder and harder, making sure his partner could feel every inch of his pleasure. Still, Everett wanted more. A polar bear shifter had extreme stamina and Cable knew this, was equal, up to the challenge.
“Harder,” Everett urged him, growling. He slapped Cable across the face, hard, two or three times. “Fuck me harder, you fucker!”
