Furever Always (Furever Series)

by Meredith Clarke

  When Declan had introduced Blair to his cousin Essie, she couldn’t remember having felt such relief in her life. Now, as she and Declan walked along the beach, she tried to hide the thrill she was feeling from the top of her head to the bottom of her toes.

  The day had turned hot, but the breeze from the ocean was just cooling enough to take the edge off. They walked farther and farther away from the resort until they came upon a series of private cabanas. No one seemed to be around, so Blair stopped at the water’s edge and took off her cover-up.

  “Wanna go for a swim?” she asked with a grin. Declan looked taken aback for a moment, but then he nodded. Still, there was apprehension in his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

  “I’m not a very strong swimmer,” he answered, looking embarrassed. Blair just smiled.

  “You don’t have to be. There is no current; there are no waves, and it's maybe waist-deep? We can just float and talk.”

  Declan nodded thoughtfully. “I think I can manage that.”

  Declan walked nervously up to where Blair stood, and she had to fight to stifle a laugh. So, she took Declan’s hand in hers and delighted in how small she felt with his fingers wrapped her own. They walked out into the warm water, and once she was up to her waist, which was only hip-high for Declan, she collapsed down and let the salt water wash over her. It felt amazing against her skin, and she loved the feeling of her hair floating all around her. When she surfaced, Declan was watching her, amused.

  “I’m not doing that.”

  Blair laughed, “You could sit down in this water, and you’d still only be up to your belly-button. I promise you’re not going to drown.”

  “Yeah, yeah. I’m glad you’re having fun anyway. Did you spend a lot of time at the beach with your family growing up?” he asked as he eyed the ocean suspiciously.

  “It was just my mother and me when I was growing up. We didn’t have the money to travel. She still doesn’t have a lot of money, so I do what I can to help her,” Blair said, thinking of her mom and getting a little sad. Declan gave a sympathetic nod.

  “I know that feeling. But my mom re-married. She lives with a snake farmer in Boca Raton now.”

  Blair laughed so hard she almost fell over in the water. “You have to be kidding. That can’t be a real thing.”

  “It is a very real thing. And that is why she visits me. I don’t go to Florida. Ever. Not a great place for a bear shifter.”

  “I’m a Boston girl when it comes down to it. I enjoy a vacation, and I relish the summer months, but I love the cold,” she said as she floated in the water, letting her hands wave back and forth next to her. Declan looked down at her, and something sparked between them. The air became thick with tension, and Blair felt little bumps raise up all over her skin.

  “You’re so beautiful, Blair,” he said as he kneeled down in front of her. Blair wanted to say something smart, something clever, but her brain was empty of coherent thought. All she wanted in the world was for Declan to kiss her. The sudden urge for it was completely overwhelming her.

  And then all at once, he was.

  Declan leaned over and pressed his full, warm lips against Blair’s, and she felt her whole body go fuzzy with anticipation. His kiss was expert, it was perfection, and her skin went hot as his tongue traced the lines of her lips. She moaned into his mouth, and in one quick movement, Declan swept Blair up into his arms, ocean water and sand dripping down both of them. He didn’t break their kiss as he carried her over to one of the empty cabanas, and any of Blair’s usual modesty went out the window at the thought of Declan being inside of her.

  Declan set Blair down on the large, cushioned lounger, then buried his face in between her breasts, and inhaled a long slow breath. She saw his countenance and her head swam. Declan looked like a man who was drunk with desire.

  “God, you smell amazing. Like salt water and coconuts and beach flowers. I want to live there,” he said as he nuzzled in her cleavage again. Declan tugged at the string of the bikini she was wearing, and Blair didn’t make a move to stop him. “I think you’re wearing far too much clothing, Blair.”

  The top fell away, and her breasts came free. She didn’t try to cover herself, surprised at how comfortable she felt in Declan's hungry gaze. Declan’s eyes blackened when he saw her naked breasts in front of him.

  “Come here, Blair.”

  Declan pulled Blair into his strong arms. She straddled him, the sun beating on her back, as her chest rubbed up against his. He caressed her breasts and kissed them ravenously, and a throaty moan she didn’t expect escaped from her mouth. Declan clutched them and sucked one into his mouth with enough force to leave teeth marks on her skin. God. It felt even more amazing than she wanted to admit. She started grabbing at his hair as he licked the skin he had just bitten.

  She knew she shouldn’t like it, but she did. It was setting her entire core on fire.

  Declan sucked her other nipple. Shit. She clamped her eyes shut as a sizzling feeling shot from the top of her head down to the tips of her toes. Blair didn’t know where this was going, but she had a feeling that Declan was going to drive her absolutely mad with lust.

  The manner in which he teased those most sensitive parts of her body, the way his tongue stroked and grazed, how his teeth scraped over her hot flesh, and the way his warm, wet mouth lapped over her skin… he could melt ice with a mouth like that. Just as Blair was growing comfortable with the sensations, Declan let loose of her nipple and lapped at the second one.

  She panted for air as bursts of pleasure burned her nerve endings.

  Blair arched her back in Declan, and she felt wetness between her legs with every flick of his tongue. Before she knew what was happening, she was practically crying from the pleasure.

  The sound of her voice and the movements of her body made Declan moan against her skin.

  Blair could tell that Declan was becoming deeply aroused too. The bulge in his bathing suit made it clear that he was just as anxious as she was. She groped in between in his legs and discovered that his erection was rock hard and almost intimidatingly huge.

  Declan kept sucking her nipple, to the point where it began to feel like the most amazing torture. She had never had a man subject her breasts to such focused pleasure, and she’d never known it could feel like this. She thought it was entirely possible that his tongue and teeth alone would drive her straight out of her mind.

  Suddenly, Declan let her breast fall from his mouth, and she felt like the entire world had stopped spinning. Blair was struggling to breathe. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been on the verge of begging a man to be inside her, but she was almost there.

  Declan could tell she was just as anxious as he was.

  “Take off your bottoms,” he said, his voice a torrent of desire. “I want to see you naked in front of me. I want to see your body, Blair.”

  Blair was more than happy to do as he asked.

  She slid back from his hips, missing the feeling of his erection pressing against her core. Declan looked as if he were ready to attack her and take her right there, but he held on to his self-control. Declan shifted awkwardly as his erection strained against his bathing suit, and Blair delighted in the sight of it, especially because she was the cause of it.

  “God, I want to fuck you, Blair.”

  Blair blushed but batted her eyelashes with a grin. “You don’t say.”

  Declan grabbed a nearby towel and snapped it in her direction as she slowly slid down her bikini bottoms.

  “Good girl,” he said with a lascivious smile.

  Normally Blair hated when men talked to her that way, but something about the tone of Declan’s voice, the lingering hint of an accent…. She blushed. Blair slid the pink bottoms down to her ankles and left herself standing completely bare in front of Declan. She shivered ever-so-slightly as he took in her nakedness like he was about to make a meal of her.

  Now it was Declan’s turn. He moved back from the cabana and stepped out of
his bathing suit. Holy shit, she thought as the blush spread from her cheeks to her down to her ankles. It seemed that Declan didn’t wear anything under his suits, because within seconds, Blair was looking at Declan’s massive, beautiful cock as it bobbed heavily between his legs.

  Declan kneeled down in front of where Blair laid, and she knew immediately what she wanted to do. She wanted to taste him, to worship him, to feel his heavy weight inside of her mouth and know what it was like to have a bear come inside of her.

  She shivered as he got down on his knees and leaned over her body. She couldn’t seem to take her eyes off his chiseled, sexy torso. A god somehow dropped onto earth and given to her as a gift.

  A perfect specimen of a man.

  But also, a bear. Her bear.

  Blair took his huge cock in her palms and stroked it softly, then looked into his eyes to gauge his reaction. The slight smile on his face said everything his mouth wasn’t. She didn’t know how much he wanted, how far she should take things, but she was suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to take him in her mouth.

  Blair pushed him up lightly, and he moved onto his back. She kissed him fiercely on his lips before she moved down to his chest and abs. She gently placed a teasing kiss on the tip of his cock. Hello. That was all it took to send her core aflame. His cock spasmed under her lips, writhing with virility inside of her palms. It trickled with precum, which she found even sexier. She had to have a taste as she wrapped her lips around his tip, let her tongue trace his edges as she savored his manly essence.

  Declan groaned, which only made Blair hotter. She glanced up at him and locked eyes with him, fluttering her eyelashes. Declan reached down and ran his hands through her hair, gently massaging her head.

  “Fuck...Blair...”

  She dove her mouth around his cock, widening her jaw to give spaces for his massive size, taking all of him until his tip grazed against the back of her tongue. Declan stopped moving. His breathing became ragged. His cock shook inside of her mouth, against her tongue. He started to pull away, but she grabbed him by his perfect ass and pulled him further inside of her mouth. Blair slowed her breathing and allowed his cock to slide past the back of her throat. She didn’t feel any urge to fight back against him; she wanted him to see how much she needed him.

  Declan gasped in shock. Then cursed, and moaned. “Fuck. Blair. Please, don’t. You shouldn’t. I mean…” But he seemed to lose the ability to form complete sentences as she used her mouth to fuck his cock. “Shit, Blair. Shit. Oh, god,” he groaned sexily.

  Blair was proud of herself that she’d been able to surprise this stoic, sexy man, and she took great pleasure in it herself. She ran her mouth down him a handful more times before allowing him to slide from her lips so she could breathe for a moment. His thick cock bounced, sparkling in the sunlight, and he seemed even harder than he’d been before.

  “Damnit…” Declan choked out. “I didn’t expect you to…” He said with a laugh. “I never expected anything like that. Jesus, Blair.” He leaned over to her and kissed her long and slow, his smoldering bear eyes staring directly into her core. “I don’t think you can begin to imagine how into you I am.”

  Blair tried to come up with something smart to say back, something to counter the fact that she couldn’t believe this man might care about her. But it didn’t seem like he was lying; his eyes were sparkling with sincerity. She felt overwhelmed by the thought that this bear of a man could care about her.

  That this might be more than a vacation fling.

  The thought of it sent her into full-body shivers. And she started to tear up, even though that wasn’t her style.

  Declan saw the tears and looked terrified. “Is something wrong, Blair?”

  She laughed. “No, nothing. I just wasn’t expecting any of this. Or for you to be like… this.”

  “Thank God. For a second there, I thought I’d said something idiotic.” He leaned over and kissed her again. “Give me a minute, and we’ll turn those tears into screams of pleasure.”

  Blair grinned. “I mean, by all means. Don’t let me stop you. You do what you have to do.”

  Declan pushed Blair gently down onto the lounger, so she was lying on her back. The soft, sensual fabric of the cabana rubbed against her skin, sending chills through her body. Everything felt like a dream, as Declan leaned over her, his perfect body glistening in the sunlight, the sound of the ocean gently lapping against the beach behind them.

  But all of this was really happening.

  And Declan wasn’t just a man she had imagined in her dreams.

  He was here, in front of her, worshiping her body. Blair wasn’t sure she would ever believe it was more than an amazing dream.

  Declan nuzzled into her shoulder and kissed the sensitive skin of her neck. Blair’s whole body shook with pleasure as his big, rough hand glided across her body, touching everything, stroking every part of her as if he could spend the rest of his life doing nothing but touching her. Declan poured tiny, delicate kisses across Blair’s breasts and stomach, and the gentle graze of his lips lit a fire inside of her core.

  “Blair, I want you to get on all fours.” It wasn’t a request, and Blair was more than happy to oblige.

  “Fuck,” Declan muttered. “You have the most perfect, full ass, Blair. I just want to bite it and make it mine.”

  She couldn’t even form the words to tell him he was more than welcome to do so.

  Declan squeezed and pinched her ass like a kid with a new toy. “This is mine now, Blair,” he said with a masculine growl. “Just mine.” He pressed her head lower and so her ass raised higher, giving him better access to whatever he was about to do.

  She thought her heart was going to beat right out of her chest.

  Declan slid her legs apart, exposing her core before him. She took a deep breath, as she tried to anticipate what he was going to do next. Was he about to fuck her with that massive cock she’d just had in her mouth? God, that was exactly what she wanted. Her inner thighs had practically been throbbing since he carried her out of the ocean only moments before. She was so ready for him she could almost feel the evidence of it running down her thigh.

  Declan growled like the bear inside of him yet again. His face was lingering just next to her wetness, and Blair could feel his warm breath against her core. He reached out and grazed his fingers against her lips, then tantalizingly brushed them up and down. Oh, fuck. Her clit hummed with desperation. A desperate, raving need washed over her, which would only be satisfied when Declan filled her with his thick, hard cock. God, I fucking need him, she thought as he kept teasing her. She clenched her eyes tighter shut and dragged her nails across the fabric of the lounge chair.

  But Declan was in no rush. He blew a cool stream of air across her now-aching core. Shivers broke out across her whole body again. This man is intent on torturing me, she thought in a haze of need. Suddenly, Declan parted her lips and rolled his finger around her entrance. Her inner walls contracted in anticipation, and then… he slid a long finger inside of her.

  Jesus, yes.

  No, I need more. Now.

  “Declan!”

  “Yes?” he said, peeking up over her ass.

  I need you now, you jerk. “Enough teasing, Declan. I need you now!”

  “I don’t think so, Blair.” He slid his finger in and out of her. “You’re not ready for me. You need to be wet.”

  Declan lowered his body, so he was laying on his back, underneath Blair, her legs straddled his face. He gently pressed his lips against her core. Blair whimpered and whined. “Dear God,” she cried, louder than she meant to. He bit her and nibbled her, and sucked at her clit, and slipped his fingers back inside of her. She couldn’t so much as focus her vision on anything in front of her. There was nothing in her purview but pure, pulsating pleasure. The pleasure imparted by a man who wanted nothing more than to overwhelm her with desire. She was drifting off into a fantasy world where she might drown in her lust.

  Declan h
ad absolute control of her body, and at that moment, she would have done just about anything he asked of her. He traced his tongue across her core as if he were telling a story, writing the words on her most intimate parts. And the story was one of her absolute submission.

  When he rammed his fingers all the way inside her, she shrieked involuntarily, so loudly, she thought for sure the people back at the resort would hear her. Declan had a skilled mouth and a wicked tongue; she’d never imagined that it could be like this. Blair never believed that a man could be so committed to her pleasure, to making her scream.

  She came with such ferocity that she thought she might die from it. Blair quaked, trembling from top to bottom.

  But that didn’t stop Declan from his machinations.

  He continued to lick her, his perfect hand inside her, while his tongue lapped at her core with greed. The ecstasy overcame her. When he pushed another finger inside of her, she came again, this time so hard, everything went black.

  Blair’s whole body went numb, and she collapsed in a heap on top of Declan. He let out a chuckle and moved her body of his and laid her next to him.

  “How was that baby?” he whispered softly in her ear.

  Blair let out a laugh and Declan enjoyed how she was able to form words.

  “I’m going to fuck you now, Blair. I don’t think I can wait one more minute.”

  Declan grabbed her arms above her head and then mounted her like the alpha male animal that he was.

  Finally, she thought with an audible sigh.

  Declan ran his firm hand across his cock several times before he slid into her wetness, and she let out a loud breath of air as he entered her. Fuck. His cock was so huge, so thick, and it filled her up so fully, she thought she might explode.

  The heat of him inside of her felt so unusual, so amazing. She was consumed by every inch of his rock-hard cock. The ripples of his veined shaft. His manly heat. There weren’t words to describe how incredible he felt as he throbbed in between her walls.

  He looked beautiful as he moved his hips, his eyes focused on her. He obviously wanted her as much as she wanted him.