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

by Belinda Meyers

  Jackie winced at the number. It was all she had left. But damn if it hadn’t been worth it. Oh hell yeah.

  “Thank you,” she told Tannenbaum again.

  “Especially for the chicken,” Matt said, reaching for the other leg. “I need the name of your cook.”

  Tannenbaum laughed. “Next time, my friends. Now, if you would, I have seen enough naked men today, and I am very tired.”

  Matt chuckled. His eyes sparkled, and he looked quite restored now: awake, alive and very horny. The silver dish containing what was left of the chicken and rice hovered in the air nearby, and Matt found a spoon and began devouring the rice.

  Tannenbaum moved to the gateway made of stone slabs, stepped through and into his mansion. Turning, he gave them a wave and said, “Have fun.”

  She and Matt waved back, and then Tannenbaum closed the door. As soon as he did, the door seemed to vanish, leaving only the stone gateway, through which could be seen more trees and grassy hills. Jackie and Matt were all alone.

  Chapter 12

  Matt whistled. “I wasn’t sure about the whole magic thing at first, but I’m sold now. Magic is awesome.”

  Jackie smiled. “Yep.”

  She felt lighter and clearer than she had in, well, forever. She was whole now, and happy, and she owed it all to Matt and Tannenbaum.

  "Are you disappointed in me?" she said, worried. "I mean, I almost killed Walsh."

  Matt grunted. "Trust me, darlin', I came even closer. But I'm glad we let him go. I mean, I guess."

  "Why?"

  "So that we'd be thinkin' about each other now. Not him. So let's stop."

  She swallowed. Nodded. "Done." Now it really was just her and Matt.

  Matt grabbed the floating dish and set it on the ground, then popped one of the after-dinner mints on the plate into his mouth.

  “For kissing,” he explained, as if Jackie couldn’t have figured that out.

  She snatched a mint, too. With a wink, she said, “For kissing.”

  Matt gently took her now-healing hand and brought her in close to him, and she could feel the heat radiating off of him. Strange that even with her dragon powers restored she could feel how amazingly hot he was. His giant cock prodded her belly, then angled up so that it was tucked against her abdomen as he wrapped his thick, muscular arms around her and enfolded her in his passion. His head bent down to hers, and his lips found her left eyebrow and kissed it.

  A quiver ran through her belly at how gentle the kiss was, how soft. He meant it. He trailed soft kisses down from her eyebrow to her cheek, then kissed the corner of her mouth. Her breath came faster, and she played her hands over his eight-pack, thick arms and pecs. Feeling naughty, she reached around with one hand and squeezed a mighty buttock. She could feel the smile on his lips as he softly bit her lower lip, then, one sudden movement that caught her by surprise, pressed his mouth to hers. She moaned and melted against him, feeling her core burn with a new kind of fire.

  He plunged his tongue into her mouth, and she met it with her own. His cock throbbed against her belly. Damn it, she was still wearing clothes. She wanted to feel his flesh against hers. She needed to do something about that, fast. Still kissing him, she shrugged off her leather jacket and tossed it aside. Breaking the kiss for a moment, she started to tug her T-shirt over her head.

  With a soft growl, Matt stopped her with the T-shirt halfway over her face, hiding her eyes. She couldn’t see him, but she gasped when she felt his lips against the top of one breast, then another. He trailed kisses up from her breasts, over the soft skin of her throat, then found her lips again. She was blind, but somehow that was even sexier. Without sight, she could only feel. Vision didn’t distract her from the soft touch of his lips against her skin.

  She whimpered in pleasure when his tongue shoved into her mouth again, and she had to lean against him for support. Her panties were totally soaked.

  “You smell good,” he said.

  Finally he allowed her to pull her T-shirt over her head and throw it on top of her jacket. Next she kicked off her shoes and socks, and he helped her yank her jeans down and step out of them. She shivered suddenly as the warm breeze caressed her nearly naked body.

  “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said. “I mean, outside. I’ve never done it outside before.”

  He grinned. “A dragon afraid of the outdoors?”

  “I didn’t say I was afraid …”

  He took her hand again and placed it against his giant chest. She could feel the steady, rapid drum of his heart. The mirth left his face as he stared down at her soberly.

  “I’m afraid,” he said.

  “You … why?”

  He ran thick fingers through the hair behind her ear. “You’re a city gal,” he said. “My place is here, with my crew. With the mountain, and what we’re guarding here.”

  “I don’t …” She swallowed and started over. “You think I would leave you … after everything?”

  “You won’t?”

  She felt her eyes burn, not with tears of sadness but ones of gladness. Her own heart leapt in her chest, and her belly flip-flopped with sudden nerves. What she was about to say was something she’d never said before, and it terrified her and made her giddy at the same time.

  “I’ve spent my whole life trying to find a part of myself, Matt. A part that was missing. I’ve scoured the depths of society to find it, transformed who I am to find it. And all the while I dreamed of the day that piece would be restored to me. Dreamed of starting a new life in Shanghai or Paris or Tahiti. But now …”

  “Yes?” His voice was a rasp, and his blue eyes were swallowing her whole.

  “Now …” She cupped his cheek, feeling his lantern jaw beneath her fingers and his thin layer of stubble. “Now I realize that in searching for that missing piece of myself I’ve found something else. Someone else. I may have found my dragon again, but my dragon would never have been happy without her mate. I would have still lived a life of loneliness even with my fire restored to me.” She unsnapped her bra, then wriggled out of her (yep, sodden) panties.

  He stood over her, blinking and absorbing what she’d said. Slowly, a huge smile spread across his gorgeous features.

  “You mean it?” he said.

  She smiled as her nipples hardened under the warm breeze. Shivering in delight, she pressed herself against him, mashing her breasts against his hardness. His huge cock angled against her again, but this time she could feel it on her skin. It was hot.

  “I mean it,” she said, hearing the tremor in her voice. She really did mean it. “I’ve found my mate.”

  “I’ve found mine, too.”

  His head bent to hers again, and this time they kissed slowly, passionately, deeply. Her core turned molten. When their lips parted, trailing saliva, he kissed just below her lips, then her jaw, then planted kisses all down her throat and upper chest. He went slower when he reached her breasts, and his tongue made languid circles around one nipple. She gasped, feeling her nipple harden even more. Suddenly he tongued it, fast, and she cried out.

  Unsteady on her feet, she swayed backward, and one of his huge arms wrapped around her lower back and supported her. His mouth found her again, choosing the other nipple this time, and now he lapped it slowly, then made circles. Gently, he lowered her to the soft grass of the magical circle, and it was cool, thick and luxuriant. She loved the feel of the grass against her bare skin. Now both his arms were free, and he used them wisely. He wet a thumb with his tongue and found her clit, then stroked it gently. She writhed, shoving her sex against his hand, and his huge fingers ran up her crevice, then down.

  Grinning, he knelt before her. He brought one of her feet to his lips and kissed it, then kissed her ankle, calf, and the inside of her knee. He planted kisses down the soft flesh on the inside of her thigh, and his kisses became slower the closer they reached her cleft, as if dragging the tension out. Finally his tongue found her and made slow, achingly, wonderfully slow circle
s around her cleft. One of his hands gripped her thigh, while the other cupped a breast and lightly stroked her nipple.

  Jackie gasped as he thrust his tongue inside her. Arching her back, she grabbed fist-fulls of grass and mashed her eyes shut. He thrust his tongue deeper, then pulled out and made more circles around her nub. She shuddered and felt herself grow even wetter. She’d had men do this for her before, but not very often, and never with such patience and genuine passion.

  “In,” she panted. “I want it in.”

  Eyes glinting with amusement, he glanced up, his lips moist with her juices. “What do you want in?”

  Naughty bear. Making her beg for it. “Your cock!” she said. “Put it in me or face the wrath of one very pissed off dragon.”

  He chuckled and rose up. As he did, his gorgeous cock came back into view, and it bobbed heavily with the motion. A single bead of white gathered at its tip. His huge balls, swollen with cum, had gathered tight against him.

  “You like?” he said, teasing her more.

  “I … like.”

  He rubbed his shaft along her opening, all the way so that she could feel his swollen balls smack against her, then he pulled back, just slightly. He lolled to one side, letting her feel his immensity against her crevice, then the other.

  “Tease,” she accused. “I said I want it in.”

  He drew back, then swiveled his head, as if thinking.

  "Well?" she said.

  He turned back with a naughty smile. "I've got something special in mind."

  "So do I!"

  Grinning, he gathered her up in his huge arms and carried her toward the springs that bubbled up from the center of the ring of stones. Jackie could see now that it did bubble, just a bit, and that whiffs of steam actually curled up from it. Matt dipped a toe in the water, then stepped down.

  "It's like a pool," Jackie said, peering around.

  "Mmm."

  He carried her in, and she laughed when she felt the warm water on her rump. Then it rose to her breasts and knees, then all the way to her shoulders. Matt released her, and she bobbed weightless in the water. Delicious tingles spread all the way through her, as did a wonderful heat. Breathing deep, she beamed up at Matt.

  "This was a good idea," she said.

  He ducked down for a kiss. When they parted, he said, "Do you feel it? Something ..."

  She nodded. "These springs come up right at nexus of ley lines in the middle of an enchanted circle. I think ..."

  "Yeah?"

  "I think they're magic."

  A delighted look passed across his face. "That's awesome."

  "Yeah." She bit her lower lip. "Okay, where were we?"

  Weightless, she wrapped legs about his middle and lolled backward, letting the water support her.

  Matt grinned again and poised the head of his cock at her entrance. He seemed to be standing on the floor of the enchanted pool.

  “Are you sure you can take it?” he said. “It’s bigger now than before. I think my bear really likes your dragon.”

  “Let’s find out.”

  He shoved inside her, just an inch, and she moaned. She wanted it all. He pushed more of himself into her, filling her, and she bit her lower lip and squeezed her breast. Matt seemed to like watching her. As his confident expression intensified, his blue eyes seemed to sparkle.

  “How are you doing?” he said. “Is it too big?”

  Unable to speak, she shook her head. She hooked her ankles behind him, and used the purchase to pull herself onto him more. She let that be her answer.

  Understanding, he thrust deeper inside her. It stretched her, but the pain was only part of a much greater pleasure. She shuddered and gasped, delighting in the feel of his cock. It throbbed in her core, and she cried out. Trembling, she took his hand and pulled him to her. Now she could feel his eight-pack pressed against her. She gyrated against him, taking him deeper, and ran a hand over his taut, glistening pecs, then down the channel between them, all the way down to his abs, quivering just a little with exertion. She moved her hand down even further, circling the base of his shaft with her fingers. Exploring, she moved her hands around to the underside and gently cupped his balls.

  Matt moaned as she squeezed them, softly. He closed his eyes, his face deadly serious now, and shoved even deeper inside her. He was so huge.

  Panting, Jackie cupped his face with her hand and brought his head toward hers. Their lips found each other, and they kissed passionately as he moved inside her and she rocked her hips against him. She could taste herself on his tongue.

  He looked amazing. His gorgeous body glistened with the steaming water, and steam actually rose from him, making him look like he was smoking. Which he was. Smoking hot.

  “Faster,” she gasped out. “Faster!”

  Wise bear, he obeyed. He pumped into her, faster, then faster still, pounding her mercilessly, and she wrapped her arms as far around his hard torso as she could and clung to him. He had lowered himself fully into the water now and they were both weightless, basking in the tingly, magical springs. Jackie cried out and bit his chest when the pleasure grew too intense, but he didn’t stop, only pounded her harder. He filled her, his hot, hard throbbing cock at the very center of her. She could feel him pulse more violently now. Fireworks exploded before her vision.

  Faster, faster.

  Water sloshed against the sides of the pool, then crested over, watering the grass.

  She arched her back and raked her nails down his back. He cried out, but his hips kept pumping, his cock kept throbbing.

  “Yes! Yes!” she said, as delirium swept her. Pure joy washed over her, and she couldn’t take it any more. Damn, she thought. The magical springs were giving her a magical orgasm! She detonated around him, more gloriously than she ever had before. Bliss carried her away to heights she’d never known existed.

  “Ah!” Matt shouted. Cords stood out on his muscular neck and rapture gripped his face.

  His cock gave a titanic surge inside her, and then he erupted, shooting hot jets deep into her. He bellowed as he came, a sound that seemed to shake the mighty stones all around them, and she shuddered and clung to him, feeling his cock continue to pulse inside her. Jets continued to pump into her, and then began to slow.

  They enjoyed the warm springs for a few more minutes, then climbed out and stretched out on the soft grass to dry.

  Collapsing beside her, Matt wrapped a thick arm around her. She burrowed under his arm and nestled her head against him. She might be a dragon again now, but she felt so protected, so safe with Matt. Somewhere a bird chirped, and wind sighed over the rolling green Irish hills.

  Still trembling, she ran a hand over his gargantuan chest, feeling his seed trickle out of her. Ha, no way she could stand for awhile.

  “So,” she said softly. “What now?”

  He stared up at the sky, as if thinking, then smiled and turned to her. His eyes looked deeply into hers. Moisture from the springs still glimmered in his eyebrows.

  “Now you join my crew,” he said.

  “Your crew?”

  He laughed at her surprise. “That’s right. What else? You’ll become a Pine Ridge Shifter, first class.”

  She blinked up at him, feeling her mouth hanging open. Then a smile spread across it and she inclined her face toward him for a kiss. His lips met hers, and his tongue played against hers. One of his hands idly cupped her breast, squeezing gently. His lips curved up against hers.

  She could feel that it wasn’t the only thing curving up, either.

  “Third time’s the charm,” he said.

  Chapter 13

  “To your dragon!” Rick said.

  Jackie grinned, feeling her cheeks grow warm. The Pine Ridge crew was ranged around the fire pit at Graywood Park, the subdivision of log cabins where they lived just outside of town. They had all come to celebrate Jackie getting her fire back, and also her and Matt finding each other. A few still manned the hotel, but most had come. Jackie felt so welco
me, so alive.

  “Hear hear!” the crew of shifters roared back. Someone clapped Jackie on the back, and she almost spilled her beer.

  She smiled and waved back, thanking them. Rick’s toast over, the party resumed. Connor, the red-haired, Viking-like alpha of the crew, made his way forward and shook Jackie’s hand. His hand was huge and calloused.

  “I understand Matt’s found his mate,” he said. “Congratulations.”

  Matt curled a muscular arm around Jackie’s shoulder, and she leaned into him, loving his hardness, his warmth. He felt so huge, so strong and protecting, and he exuded a musky, primal scent. She was noticing it now for the first time. All her senses were coming awake at last. She’d forgotten how the world used to smell, back before her fire was stolen. It was wonderful.

  “Thanks,” Matt told his alpha, and they shook hands and clapped each other on the back.

  “So I’m part of the crew now?” Jackie asked.

  “That’s right,” said Connor. He grinned through his red beard. “You’re Pine Ridge now, Jackie Gage.”

  She had to force herself not to duck her head. “Thank you.”

  “A dragon shifter,” Rick said, coming over. “That’s amazing! Woo-hoo! Congratulations!”

  “Thank you,” Jackie said again. She had been saying it all day. It hadn’t gotten old so far.

  She, Matt, Connor and Rick clinked glasses.

  “So,” said Rick, smiling, “could you, say, light a cigarette?”