by Zola Bird
What this man could do with his tongue was masterful. She couldn’t stand to think of what she’d been missing all these years. How could she not have realized that Greg could be her lover? That he could be her mate?
Amanda moaned as Greg licked back up her folds. The wet rock was cool on her back, the waterfall rushing down before them, but it wasn’t enough to cool the heat she felt in her core. Amanda leaned back farther, lifting her pussy into his face as his raspy tongue completed its journey to her clit. Her nubbin was sensitive and standing at attention. It begged to be touched, to be licked. She felt his face buried in her entrance, and the first swirl of his tongue was just a tease around the base of her taut nubbin. But then he took it between his lips and all bets were off. Pure electric pleasure coursed through Amanda’s veins.
“More.”
She thrust her pussy forward and he tugged on her nubbin with his lips.
“Fuck me,” she whimpered. “Make me yours.”
Amanda shoved Greg’s head harder into her crease. Oh my, how she wanted him. Needed him. He released her ripe nubbin and licked down between her petals. Was that it? Was he going to leave her hanging? No. He wouldn’t do that. He withdrew his tongue completely. But a moment later she felt two fingers glide inside her entrance and his tongue was back, more forcefully than ever. He drove into her with his fingers, then out, then in again, before taking her whole nubbin in his mouth and sucking it back, flicking it with his tongue.
Her clit pulsed with desire. It was too much. The swirling eddies of passion within her broke loose. A waterfall of desire exploded outward. Her nubbin spasmed, her pussy vibrating with desire.
Amanda moaned out loud as the spasms of pleasure rocked her body. She abandoned herself to the moment as he held her there against the slippery rock. She was in his hands now, under his care, and the pleasure within her rained forth with as much power as the water thundering down before her. It was magical. She saw rainbows, she saw froth and fog, and she saw the last rays of the sun casting their orange glow over the landscape. And all she wanted was for the moment to go on and on. And it did, for longer than she thought possible. She gathered her strength and pushed his face from her pussy as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided.
“Now let me taste you,” Amanda said.
“Not until you’re marked, Mands. Not until you’re mine.”
With that, Greg lifted her up above his head and lowered her into his arms. Amanda delighted at how he was able to pick her up so gracefully, like she was a ballerina. She was a good-sized woman, but the way Greg swung her around, it was as though his strength perfectly complemented her curves. Like the two of them were dancers, eternal partners on the stage of life.
“I love it when you lift me in the air,” she whispered.
“I love that you let me do it.”
“Is it time?” she said. “For the marking?”
“It’s more than time,” Greg said. “It’s long overdue.”
Greg carried Amanda out from behind the waterfall, where the world was awash in soft golden light. He set her gently down upon what felt like the softest ground she had ever had the pleasure of lying on. It was green spongy moss and it was as warm and comfortable as a feather bed. She lay there languidly, open to him, as Greg ripped open his white button-down shirt. He pulled off his pants and shoes and stood before her, naked and erect, a beacon of solidity and strength. He was the man he had always been, but only now was she seeing him in his true light.
Greg’s rigid member towered before her, and though she wanted to explore it with her mouth, she knew there would be time for that later. Greg sunk to his knees before her and ran his long, languorous tongue up her folds, as if to taste that she was ready, to be sure. The he took hold of her wrists, stretching her arms out behind her head.
Amanda spread her legs and lifted her mound toward him. He toyed her pussy lips with the end of his dick. Amanda moaned as Greg parted her folds, but he didn’t have to do any more to prepare her. She was slippery with desire and he knew it.
“Now?” she whispered.
Greg placed a palm down on either side of her, his chest hovering overtop of her.
“Now,” he growled.
And he cupped her shoulders in his hands and plunged inside of her.
Never before had Amanda felt such strength. She clawed the moss on the ground into balls as he entered her with the brute force of a jackhammer. If she hadn’t been so slick with need, if he hadn’t worked her tight pussy into such a lather of anticipation, she wasn’t sure that she’d have been able to take all of him. But he found her entrance and filled her inch by inch until her tight channel was completely and utterly full.
Amanda whimpered at his raw power, but Greg wasn’t done. He growled in her ear as he pulled back, leaving an empty cavity behind him. Even as he pulled out, all she could think of was having him inside of her again. She didn’t have to wait long. Greg pulled out, all the way to the tip, and then he plunged back inside her, harder, more dangerously. She felt his fingers tighten around her shoulders and he pulled out again. This time, before he could enter her, she rocked her hips up to meet him.
His balls slapped against her, and soon they found their rhythm. He plunged in, and she thrust out to meet him, and it let him get that much deeper, that much harder as he drove inside her, her back rubbing against the moss.
Greg was lying on top of her now, his broad chest pressing against her, skin on skin, and she felt his lips on her neck, just as she felt his dick inside of her, dominating her, completing her. Amanda had never been with an Alpha before and she began to lose sight of where she stopped and he began. She was one with him, and as he thrust inside her, the jolts of pleasure became more and more regular, pulses of passion shooting out to her extremities like liquid bliss.
She didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to hold out, and with his lips on her neck, sucking her tender skin, she didn’t know how much longer she wanted to. He reached out, his huge hands finding hers and squeezing them tight. But his thrusts just kept coming. She couldn’t see a thing. The landscape, the rocks, the moss, it was all a blur. She was blind, blind with passion.
“It’s time,” he growled.
And at that moment, he thrust into her harder than before, and at the same time, she felt his teeth bite down on her neck. A stab of pain shot through her, replaced an instant later by an overwhelming wave of pleasure. A Niagara of pure electric satiety roared through her. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, couldn’t even think, as wave upon wave of pleasure emptied out of her.
She felt his dick pulse within her, and even as he thrust, she could feel him coming, mixing his seed with her own sweet essence. He wasn’t wearing a condom, but she didn’t care. Not with Greg. Not with the man who was her destiny.
The crashing waves of pleasure that drove her orgasm went on and on like an unstoppable force. Would they stop? Would it ever end? Amanda didn’t know. Finally, she was almost relieved as the waves of pleasure eventually slowed. When they finally rippled away, they were replaced by a feeling of stillness and contentment the likes of which Amanda had never known. Greg rolled off of her and turned her toward him, protectively placing his arm around her. She rested her head on his chest.
“Is it done?”
“It’s done,” Greg said. “You and I are one. Mated. Forever.”
“And children, cubs, I suppose you say. Do you want them?” Amanda asked, staring up into clear hazel eyes.
“Amanda, I want everything. Cubs, a home, a life together, I want it. But do you know what I want most of all?” Greg kissed her gently on the lips. “You. Just you. No secrets.”
“I don’t know,” Amanda said with a grin. “A girl has to maintain a little mystery.”
“I’ll tell you what. You and the other girls have your nights out. Make some mystery while I hang with the boys.”
“And when I come home?”
She felt Greg’s arm lift and his hand came down, smackin
g her playfully on the behind.
“You’re all mine.”
Amanda giggled. She liked the sound of that. She liked the sound of that a whole lot. And lying there in the setting sun, with her bear, she couldn’t imagine anywhere else in the world she would rather be. Her dear friend had become her lover and her mate. She and Greg had become one. And at that moment, on that mountaintop, Amanda felt like the luckiest girl in the world.
Epilogue
Mick Heller’s home, the Wild Alpha Lodge, glowed with candles and good cheer. It was a Sunday dinner, not a particularly important one as far as the calendar went, but an extraordinary one in terms of the clan. Mick had, for many years now, considered Greg to be akin to an adopted son. And this evening for the first time ever, all four sons, Brandon, Jeremy, Peter, and Greg, sat at the table with their four mates.
Amanda could see the pride in old Mick’s eyes. Brandon’s mate, Jada, was well along in her pregnancy and Peter’s mate, Chloe, was showing too. Jeremy’s mate, Bailey, wasn’t pregnant yet, but she certainly had a healthy glow, and given a grizzly shifter’s natural appetite for lovemaking, she doubted cubs were far off for them, either.
As far as Greg and her went, it was too early to tell. He certainly gave her a workout, and she had no doubt that cubs would find their way to them soon, but for the time being, she was just as happy to have her mate to herself. They had moved into Greg’s apartment, but it was only temporary, because they were building a log home. It had always been a dream of Greg’s to have a home up there on the mountain, surrounded by wilderness, and now it was a dream of Amanda’s too. Every moment that she wasn’t working, she was with Greg, helping with the construction.
“So, Amanda, going to the tile shop again this weekend?” Jada asked.
“No, she’s going to the paint store,” Chloe said.
“I heard she was hanging out at the electric supply,” Bailey added.
“Are you sure it wasn’t plumbing?” Jeremy said.
“Guys. Is it so wrong that I want our new place to be done right?”
Everybody laughed.
“It’s not wrong,” Old Mick said. “It’s sweet. But if you need a closer place to stay while you are supervising, you’re always welcome here.”
“Thanks, Mick,” Amanda said.
Greg grasped her hand in his.
“In the meantime, I have a little something I want to get off my chest,” Mick said. He stood and they all clinked their wineglasses playfully. “When I first called Brandon up here in the spring, I have to admit I had an ulterior motive. It wasn’t just about the business. I wanted him home. And once he was home, I wanted the rest of you here, too. How can I put this? Since my mate’s passing, I’ve been… lonely.”
The table was very quiet.
“So once Brandon was back, I did my best to convince Jeremy. Then, I called Peter, and thank heavens, fate intervened and brought Amanda together with Greg, which means all of you are here now.”
Everybody smiled around the table.
“So this is what I’ve got to say. I’ll do this in reverse order, since I’m an old bear, and though my body may be strong, my memory isn’t what it used to be. Amanda, Chloe, Bailey, and Jada, welcome to our family. Welcome to our home, and I know that if the missus was here she’d be saying exactly the same thing.”
Amanda thought she caught the gleam of a tear in the old bear’s eye.
“And as for the rest of you. Bears, sons, treat your mates like the treasure they are and everything else will follow. And you’ve got the Wild Alpha Auto warranty on that. I guarantee it,” Mick said with a wink.
Mick sat back down and Brandon hugged him. So did Jeremy and Peter and Greg, and this time, Amanda didn’t just see a gleam in old man Heller’s eye. She saw tears, actual tears, and in that moment Amanda felt incredibly blessed. She realized that not only did she have Greg as a mate, she had a clan who would be there for her, no matter what. Greg returned to his seat and hugged her, kissing her lightly on the lips. And for the first time in forever, Amanda realized that she was finally home. She was at home with her best friend, who was now her mate, and the two of them would be together, forever, and ever, happily ever after.
The End
From the Author
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