Bear Fire: Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance (BBW) (Pine Ridge BBW Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance Series Book 4)

by Belinda Meyers

  Clomp, clomp. Very close now.

  Jackie said a magic word and Matt thought the darkness deepened around them.

  The door handle rattled, then turned. The door swung in, throwing a shaft of light into the dim chamber. The giant shape of a golem stood framed in the doorway. It was just a black silhouette shaped like a man save for its eyes, which blazed with fire. It seemed to sense something, as it stepped inside the den. It took another step, then another, swinging its head this way and that. Jackie stiffened and gripped Matt tight, and he held her even closer. He could feel her hot breaths against his chest.

  The golem knocked over a table with a crash, and Jackie flinched. Matt almost let loose a growl, which would have given the whole game away. The golem swung its thick head in the direction of the desk, and Matt would almost swear he felt its searing, fiery gaze. But then the golem’s head continued turning, evidently not seeing them, and he knew Jackie’s spell had worked.

  At last, evidently satisfied, the golem turned about and left the room, and Matt breathed easier when its clomp-clomps sounded further away. Jackie relaxed against him. When he turned to her, her face was very close to his, her lips slightly parted and her eyes sparking like fire.

  Feeling suddenly overcome, he bent down and crushed his lips to hers.

  She kissed back.

  Chapter 5

  What am I doing? Jackie thought, feeling Matt’s tongue probe the seam of her lips. She should stop kissing and shove him away. They could be discovered at any moment! Instead she opened her mouth to him and played her tongue against his. They kissed passionately, and she felt her blood rush like fire. Fire, ha. That was a laugh. That was one thing she could never have. Not until this was all over. And yet she felt it, and it was glorious. She was soaking her panties already.

  And she knew he could smell it, too. Naughty, sexy naked bear shifter man.

  She ran her hands over his taut eight-back and muscular pecs. Ooo, he was delicious. She could just about eat him up.

  He trailed kisses down from her lips to her neck, and she almost whimpered when his lips touched the soft skin there.

  Then, breathless, he pulled back.

  “Are you sure?” he said. “I mean, the situation isn’t ideal.”

  She reached down and touched his cock, which had become instantly hard. It was huge and thick, and it pulsed in her grip. She wanted it in her. Now.

  “I’m sure,” she said. “Besides, what else are we going to do till your bear is ready? Hell, maybe this’ll wake him up.”

  Matt grinned. “Maybe. And the golems make so much noise we’ll have plenty of warning if they come back.” He glanced toward the open doorway. “Let’s use one of the side rooms, though. Out of the line of sight.”

  He swept her up in huge arms like she was weightless, pressing her against his massive chest as though she were a young girl, or maybe a groom carrying his bride over the threshold, then marched through the dark room, through a doorway and into another, smaller chamber. This whole suite was a playroom, or play area, and it didn’t surprise Jackie to see several more couches grouped around a table, this one laden with what looked like smoking paraphernalia—pipes, papers, baggies, a tin tray, even a hooka.

  “Ha!” she said. “Tanny’s a stoner.”

  She could feel Matt’s smile against her lips when he set her down on the plushest sofa and kissed her lips again. “Wizards are naughty,” he said between kisses. “I like that.”

  He kissed her cheek, then down her throat again, and she hastily shrugged off her jacket. He helped lift her black shirt over her head, and she tossed it aside gladly, then reached around and unfastened her bra strap. Sent it sailing on top of the shirt. Her nipples stiffened at the contact with the cold air, and goose bumps popped out on her breasts. He kissed them, and she sighed when his tongue made circles around her nipple, then flicked it fast-fast-fast.

  “Ahh,” she moaned.

  She was in a hurry now. She kicked off her shoes and socks, unbuttoned her jeans and tugged them down. He helped, jerking them off in a rush, then, more gently helped her pull her panties down. Sure enough, they were drenched.

  His nostrils quivered, scenting the moistness, and she blushed. He only grinned wider, though. He had shoved the table aside, and now he knelt between her splayed legs, his eyes on her crevice. She wished she had shaved her patch before showing up today, but that had been the last thing on her mind. At least she’d done her legs. It didn’t seem to bother him, though.

  “Are you really going to … ?” she started.

  “Hell yeah.”

  He grabbed her thighs and threw her legs over his broad, sexy shoulders, then kissed her belly. His warm tongue made circles around her navel, then trailed kisses down to her mound. Her breaths came faster and faster. Am I really doing this? I just met this guy! I don’t even know his last name! But she knew enough. He had just saved her life from the golem, and he had proven himself a fearless, brave hero of the highest order. He was a big, naked sexy bear-man who wanted her, and she was honest enough with herself to know that she wanted him, too. Besides, danger had always turned her on, and that was when she wasn’t trapped with an awesome, god-like mountain man who just happened to be a bear shifter.

  She gasped when Matt lapped her crevice with his tongue, slowly running it up from the lowest part to the highest. Then he started again at the bottom, but this time he pressed his tongue inside her, just a bit. Delicious tingles radiated all throughout her. He lapped her again, and she moaned and squeezed her thighs together, then gripped his lovely red-blond hair in one hand while she squeezed one of her breasts with the other.

  “You like that?” he said, looking up from between her legs. Moisture rimmed his lips.

  Ooo, sexy bear man, playing with her.

  “Uh-huh,” she said, breathless. Nodding.

  He held up a thick finger, and a smile played at the corner of his lips.

  “Know what I’m going to do with this?”

  She bit her lower lip and shook her head.

  Amusement danced in his eyes as he placed the finger at her opening, then inserted it inside her—but only one knuckle deep. She gasped and squirmed, loving the feel of him inside her, even just a little. He was such a tease! She cried out as he plunged his thick, calloused finger deeper into her, then she grabbed a pillow from the sofa next to her and shoved it over her mouth. She didn’t know if the golems could hear, but it paid to be safe. She moaned into the pillow as he thrust his finger into her all the way, and she gripped it with her vaginal muscles. If his finger was this thick, how big would his cock be? She couldn’t wait to find out.

  His tongue caressed her clit, and she gasped and clutched the pillow to her chest. His finger pulled out, then plunged in again—hard!—even as his tongue continued to lap her nub, and waves of pleasure coursed through her. She arched her back and moved her hips gently, opening herself to him. One of his hands stroked the side of her face, and she brought his fingers to her lips and kissed them. Then she placed that hand on her breast. Getting the message, he rubbed her nipple with his thumb, and it stiffened even more. The pressure built and built in her, and she knew she couldn’t last much longer.

  “No!” she said. “Stop.”

  He kept doing what he was doing for a moment, then paused and looked up.

  “Are you sure?” he said.

  “I want you inside me,” she said.

  “I can arrange that.”

  Slowly, he stood, trailing kisses up her thighs, then her knees and all the way to her feet as he unfolded. When he was fully up, his cock jutted up proudly, and Jackie moaned again when she saw the bead of white fluid gathered on the tip. Impishly, she sat up and brought her mouth to it. Sitting down like she was, she was at the perfect height for what she wanted to do. She didn’t kiss the head of his shaft immediately but kissed its sides, running her lips all the way down to its base.

  “What are you doing?” he said, but she could hear the pleasure
in his voice and knew what he really meant was What are you doing to me?

  She loved it. Here he was, this big confident, muscular man, and she was driving him wild. She had complete power over him, of his pleasure, and he was willingly giving her that power.

  She stroked his balls gently with one hand while the other gripped his muscular thigh, stabilizing herself, then licked the bead of pearly white from the head of his dick. It was salty and delicious. As soon as she stroked his shaft with her tongue again, his cock pulsed and another bead replaced it.

  “You like that?” she said.

  It was his turn to say, “Uh-huh.”

  His face had gone rigid, his eyes burning brands. He was into this!

  Smiling, she opened her mouth wide and took him inside her. She made circles around the head of his shaft with her tongue, then made her lips seal tight to either side of his enormous shaft. She bobbed her head down, taking him deeper inside her, then back up, then back down again. He moaned above, and she felt his huge, cum-filled balls pulse in her hand. His giant cock throbbed in her mouth, and she could taste more of his pre-cum on her tongue.

  She took him inside until she couldn’t take him anymore, then removed her hand from his balls and wrapped it around the base of his shaft. She squeezed it and pumped up and down even while she continued to bob her head, and he let out a long, low sound that seemed to be half purr, half growl. It was such a damn sexy sound she felt herself getting even wetter than she already was, and she wouldn’t have thought that was possible.

  “No more,” he gasped at last. “No more or I’ll …”

  She teased him by making one more circle around his shaft with her tongue. His cock throbbed again, and she tasted more pre-cum in her mouth. When his dick throbbed, his abs convulsed, too, and she loved the way his eight-pack rippled. He craned his head and grit his teeth, and cords of muscle stood out on his thick neck. She knew he was struggling hard not to come.

  “Not yet,” she said, pulling back. She blew on his dick, as if to cool it off, and looked up at him, all quivering muscles and intense eyes. He had been right on the brink.

  She leaned back in the sofa, spreading her legs, and he dropped to his knees before her. His cock rubbed her opening as he bent over her, and he kissed her on the lips even as the head of his shaft shoved, just an inch, inside. She moaned into his mouth and threw her legs around his waist, just barely managing to hook her ankles together on the other side.

  “Is this what you want?” he said, shoving just a little deeper into her.

  She nodded and ran a hand up his abs, relishing his tight muscles, and paused in the valley between his mighty pecs. She could feel his heart beating fast and strong beneath her fingers. The gleam of sweat beaded his brow.

  “I want you,” she said. “Now.”

  “Will you lay a spell on me if I don’t?”

  She snorted a laugh, not very lady-like. “I might! Now put that thing inside me right now or so help me—”

  He grinned and shoved himself inside her. She bit the inside of her cheek to prevent crying out. He pushed in deeper, stretching her, but even though it hurt a little the pleasure was so intense that hardly mattered. She closed her eyes, delighting in the feel of him. He was huge, bigger than any man she’d ever had before. She could already feel her vaginal muscles quivering around him. He pulled back, then rolled his hips, stroking into her. With every pump, he thrust deeper and deeper. He filled her completely, or what she thought was completely, and then his cock throbbed with a titanic pulse, stretching her even more.

  “Yes,” she heard herself say. “Yes.”

  She opened her eyes to see him bending over her. That intense, sexy look was back on his face, and she could see his eyes shift colors as he kissed her breasts and trailed kisses up her neck to behind her ear. She moved her hips, taking him deeper, then pulling back, then deeper again. They matched rhythms, going faster and faster, harder and harder. The couch rocked beneath her, and she had to adjust her balance to keep it quiet.

  The pressure built and built in her again, carrying her to maddening heights, and finally she couldn’t take it anymore. She bit his chest to stifle her cries as she exploded around his shaft, and her orgasm triggered his own. He groaned and went rigid as his cock throbbed inside her, again and again, shooting hot jets deep into her. His seed filled her core. Still entranced in her own aftershocks, she kissed his sweaty chest and ran her hands through his hair.

  Both panting, they collapsed to the carpeted floor, and she draped an arm across his chest as they recovered. His seed trickled out of her, and she had to fight a naughty desire to slip a finger down there and taste it. She supposed she should put something under her to protect the carpet, but then again Tannenbaum could just magic it away afterward, right?

  “Wow,” Matt said, his back against the floor and turning his huge head sideways to peer into her eyes. “That was intense.”

  She kissed the side of his chest. He had wrapped an arm around her, bringing her in close, and despite the nearness of danger she had never felt so protected.

  “That was wild,” she said, then confessed, “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

  “Me, either.”

  She studied him. “Just who are you, Matt?”

  He gave a little laugh. “That’s a broad question.”

  “Well, let’s start with a name. What’s your last name?”

  “Johnson.”

  She almost laughed. “Really? Like—” Her gaze flicked down to his member, which was still somewhat stiff and gleaming with their juices “—like a johnson?”

  A smile played at the corners of his lips. “If you like.”

  “Are you from Pine Ridge?”

  He nodded. “I was born here, but I spent many years away.”

  “Why?”

  “Navy,” he said. “I signed up when I was eighteen, got sent overseas. Eventually I became a SEAL.”

  Her eyes widened. “You were a Navy SEAL? But you’re a bear!” She giggled. “A bear-seal. I’ve heard of lion seals, but never a bear seal.”

  “Believe it or not, but that’s how I became a bear shifter,” he said. "I wasn't a shifter at the time."

  "Tell me."

  “It was during combat. I was wounded and would have died. But one of my squad-mates, a good friend of mine, wouldn’t let me go. He shocked the hell out of me when he bent over and bit me, deep. There I was, bleeding to death in some godforsaken Middle East ruin, and my best friend bites me! Hard!”

  “You must have been freaked.”

  “I was. And this was before shifters came out of the den, too, so I had no idea what the hell was going on. He said, ‘This will save you’. I was dizzy and had lost a lot of blood, but I know I must have looked at him like he was a madman.” A sad look crossed Matt’s face. “Paul,” he said, softly. “His name was Paul Harkness.”

  Jackie swallowed. “What happened to him?”

  “Well, I was wounded, but the battle was still going on. He went off to join it while I waited for a medic.” Matt’s lips quirked grimly. “He never came back.”

  “I’m so sorry.”

  He inclined his head in a nod. “He was a good man. He saved my life. Even before the medic showed up, I could feel myself healing. My flesh and bones knitting back together. And I was ravenous. Hungrier than I could ever remember being. They brought me back on board the ship to the medical bay and worked on me for awhile, and I was able to eat. That shocked them. They said I should rest, not eat. But I was starved. I felt a strange, primal anger well up inside me, and before I knew it I was a bear.”

  “Damn! A bear on a Navy ship?! What did they do?”

  “Well, they screamed a lot. They shot me a few times. Then I got into the food supplies and started chowing down. When I was distracted, a soldier was able to shoot me with a tranquilizer dart. I was brought to a different ship and woke up with a slew of new faces before me.”

  “Let me guess,” Jackie said. �
��This wasn’t the first shifter the commanders had seen.”

  “Nope. In fact they had a whole, secret division devoted to shifters. And of turning soldiers who were shifters into soldier shifters. Trained bears attacking enemies on the front lines! Think of how shocked the bad guys were.”

  “I can imagine. What did you say?”

  “At first I said yes. What else was I going to do? I was a solider, and these guys in the Division were teaching me about what I was. Who I was. Who I’d become. But slowly I realized that they twisted the truth, that they were only trying to use me. They told me that my bear craved violence, that it needed to sate itself with blood in order to be at peace. They tried to brainwash me into being their killer. When I realized that, I told them to fuck off. I wanted out.”

  “Jeeze. What did they do?”

  Matt grinned, a hard, confident grin. “What else could they do? I didn’t give them much choice. And we do live in America. Land of the free. They couldn’t make me do it if I didn’t want to. As soon as I could, I turned in my papers and got out of the Navy for good.” He touched an anchor tattoo on his arm, and Jackie traced it with her finger. “I still love the Navy and consider myself a loyal soldier, but the Special Projects Division can kiss my ass.”

  She kissed the tattoo. For some reason, she felt very close to Matt all of a sudden. The feeling overcame her so completely and so shockingly that she felt tears well up behind her eyes.

  “What is it?” he said, sounding alarmed.

  “N-nothing.” She kissed him again and nestled against his chest. “Just hold me.”

  He wrapped his arm tighter about her.

  Clomp, clomp.

  Jackie stiffened. A golem was approaching.

  Chapter 6