by Sway Jones
“You’ve made me the happiest man and bear on earth,” he said smiling broadly. “Let me show you how much I love you.”
They began with a kiss. It was possessive and needy on both their sides. Their tongues tangled with one another, each trying to get the other’s taste. She was like honey to him. He was like hearty spices to her. Neither was what the other expected. It was like their senses were heightened by their declaration of love and they could taste and feel to a higher degree than ever before.
His hands on her body, made her shake all over in anticipation. He awoke every nerve ending he touched. She was like a live wire, sparking. She felt lightness in her chest that spread outward to the tips of her toes and fingers. Thankfully she felt no fear. No instead she felt beautiful and desirable, two things she had never felt before with a man.
Tentatively she put her hands on his bare chest. Running them down his body, she followed the lines where he was stitched together it seemed. She tried to memorize the feel of him beneath her touch. Following the line of hair from his belly button down, her hands ran into his manhood, already hard and bouncing against his lower abs.
She grabbed him gently, marveling at the feel of him. He was steel encased in silk. His head flared out into a beautiful mushroom shape. A vein ran down the length of his cock, supplying it with the blood it needed to penetrate her.
The thought of him inside her sent up a flare of fear but it was soon quenched by Hank’s comforting words.
He had sensed her tensing up in fear as she explored his cock.
“It’s me Delilah,” he whispered in her ear his hot breath distracting her from her thoughts and pulling her back into her body. “I won’t hurt you sweetheart. We’ll go as slow as you need to. I love you.”
“You’re so big,” she said back softly. “I don’t think you’ll fit inside me.”
“I will. Let me do what I need to make sure that I do.”
He went down on her again. This time as he sucked on her clit, he took two fingers and entered her. She tensed up again. He reached up to gently cup her warm breast. Playing with her nipple, he diverted her from her remembered fear. Her breasts ached with need. She liked having his hands on her but she needed his mouth there. Her body was throbbing and longing just for him.
She was tight. But nothing he couldn’t handle. He scissored his fingers inside her, stretching her slightly. It shouldn’t hurt her but he was extra tender making sure he wasn’t causing her pain. He was not about to be lumped in with all the other men in her life who had hurt her, physically and emotionally. She yielded to him beautifully.
When she began to face fuck him he knew he had her relaxed enough to make love. Making his way back up her blushed red body; he left wet open mouth kisses all over her. With a slow, sucking kiss he took in one hard nipple and was rewarded with a low groan. He took his time mouthing her breast moving from one to the other. Her flushed skin put out her scent beautifully. He couldn’t get enough of her smell – musky and sexy.
His body lit up when she sunk her fingers into his thick brown hair and held him to her tits. This intimacy was so much more than any he had had with another woman. Never had a woman’s touch fired him up so badly he needed to be inside her.
He had liked sex before but this was not only sex. This was togetherness and love. It was closeness and emotion. It was a full-bodied experience of the senses. Their pheromones were so thick in the air he swore he could taste them. The smell of sex and sweat surrounded Delilah and him.
His every caress of her set off tiny explosions of nerve endings wherever he touched her. She ran her hands up his sides back to his chest enjoying the coarse feel of his hair against the smoothness of his hot skin. Feeling him shiver as she stroked him, she wondered if he was as affected by her as she was to him.
“You’re driving me wild babe,” he said gruffly lifting his mouth for a moment from her tits. “Keep touching me everywhere. I need you everywhere.”
She smiled at being able to reduce him to grunts and groans, which was what she received as feedback whenever she traced a new part of him, intricately getting to know how the Goddess had put him together.
Hank unenthusiastically pulled away from her tits. He loved feeding from her. His bear too. But the bear needed more. Wanted more. He needed to mark Delilah as his for all eternity.
Settling himself over her, he held up most of his weight away from her with his knees and elbows. But he maintained physical contact all the way down her body. His cock rested against her stomach. His sweaty chest skimmed her moist velvety tits.
Looking from her face to her chest, he admired at how beautiful she was, her pale skin all flush red with need. He had caused that reaction in her. Him. His chest expanded with brutish pride. His bear roared inside his head.
“Delilah,” he began, his mouth suddenly dry. “I’m going to make love to you and while I do so I want to mark you as mine. Will you let me do that?”
“Yes.” He grinned at her quickness of answer.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
“Thank you for taking me in,” she said shyly.
“Your welcome.”
Chapter 24
He lined up the head of his cock with her pussy’s entrance. He held onto himself until his head was able to pop through the outer ring of tight muscles. Once inside her channel his penetration went much smoother.
“Oh God Hank!” she cried out as his bulbous head made its way up her pussy, scraping her walls, igniting a fire inside her much like a match against its box. She arched her back and grabbed his back, digging in her fingernails. He moaned at the pain she was giving him. But it only heightened his pleasure at being inside her.
She accommodated him beautifully. She was tight but stretched easily for his cock to enter and exit smoothly. At the beginning he was slow and deliberate in his movements. He angled his hips in such a way as to scrap across her g-spot on his way out of her. Her gasps told him he was successful in finding it.
She moved her hands up his back clinging to him. Hugging his hips with her thighs, they slid back from the sweat coating his body, opening her up even more to him.
When she finally looked up at him, she caught him staring at her intently, biting his lower lip in concentration. His brow was furrowed. His eyes were shining golden.
“Hank,” she called to him. “Let go. Harder Hank. Fuck me harder.”
The tenseness on his face cleared and a hard edge came to the surface. As he pounded her, the noises she made drove him crazy with desire. She could handle his bear’s need for her.
Reaching between them, he plucked at her clit and already on the brink, she moaned as her tight channel quivered around him and every inch of her body tingled. He was right there as well.
“Come for me Delilah!” he roared and as he felt her muscles contract all around his manhood, he came as well, spurting his seed into her at her cervix, while being buried inside her balls deep. At that moment, his teeth elongated into fangs and he bit down on her between her shoulder and neck. She screamed both in pain and pleasure.
Holding himself off of her, he watched her come down from her orgasm. A satisfied smile curved up her full pink lips. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him. He wore an expectant look on his face. Her smile broadened.
“I’m yours now,” she said with awe in her voice.
“Yes you are. All mine.”
