by Jenny Brex
A new sensation between her legs spoke to her. She ached for him to wrap around her like an anaconda. If one single kiss left her feeling like this, then she was in trouble.
Denver broke free and climbed under the covers with her. There was too much material separating their bodies. He wrapped his arm back over her waist, then slid it down until he came to a rest on her ass. Their continual kiss flamed their desires.
Lily was desperate to get closer to him, as if any crevice of space was too much. She needed his touch, needed his love, and needed to feel what it was like to be with a man.
Denver trailed kisses down past her jaw and onto her neck. Nuzzling her skin, he bathed in her delicate whimpers.
The electricity and tingling that rushed through her body made her desperate for more. Tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood. She pressed into him and then wrapped her leg up over his.
Denver slid his hand along the edge of her shirt. Slowly lifting it, he slipped his fingers beneath the material. Barely grazing her skin, he worked in delicate circles while moving toward her breasts.
Her mind ceased to function as her nerves took over. Every itty-bitty nerve fiber sparked to life. A low moan slipped from her lips as he reached her pebbled nipple. Her head filled with psychedelic pleasures as he rolled a nipple between his fingers. The heat between her legs grew with intensity at each touch.
Denver released her breast and lifted her shirt it over her head. Once off, they tossed it to the floor. The way he looked at her filled a void she hadn’t recognized until now.
“Beautiful…” Denver groaned. He cupped one of her breasts and lowered his mouth over her pink nub. Sucking her nipple between his lips, he sighed and then groaned.
“Oh God,” Lily whimpered. Drowning in lust, she pressed to him.
He teased her, swirling and flicking his tongue. With his hand still cupped below her breast, he squeezed and kneaded her.
“Dear God I want you.” She never wanted him to stop. Her body was on fire. She’d never known that somebody touching her this way would set her down a path of desire. It was exhilarating. “Denver, will you…”
“We’ll go slowly,” he said. “My bear instincts want nothing more than to take you right now. You don’t know how badly I want to be inside of you. But we need to go slow, you’ve just been through an ordeal. I want you to be healthy.”
“This is healthy. I’ve never felt more alive, more like myself. I’ll be okay, I promise. I want you, Denver. I’ve never wanted anything more.”
He hesitated, torn between lust and doing what was right. “Are you sure? I don’t want to be responsible for you having a setback.”
Lily looked into Denver’s eyes, and smiled. “I’ve never been more sure about anything.”
Denver nodded. He climbed out of bed and stripped off his clothing.
Lily’s eyes grew large. He was a sculpted Adonis. His shoulders were broad, his chest so chiseled, and his arms were massive mounds of muscle. He looked like he’d just stepped out of a magazine centerfold spread. He was as beautiful as he was handsome. A small patch of dark hair dotted across his chest and made a thin trail down to his manhood. His cock was erect, throbbing and hard.
“Can I touch it?” She asked quietly.
Denver climbed back under the covers and placed his hand over hers. He guided her to his massive penis and showed her how to stroke him.
Lily smiled as he slipped his hand away and left hers. She loved how smooth and warm the skin of his shaft felt. With her fingers wrapped around him, she slid up his length and then over the head of his cock.
“That’s nice,” he encouraged, and moaned at her touch.
“It’s so big,” she said with a giggle, feeling younger than her twenty-four years. Her inexperience was showing.
Denver wrapped a hand around the back of her head and raked his fingers through her hair. “Kiss me.”
He didn’t have to ask her twice. She parted her lips, desperate for another taste.
Denver pulled her on top of him. Her naked body was heaven on earth. Denver wrapped his arms around her, and settled his hands on her ass. It would take everything inside of him to control his bear who wanted aggressive and rough sex. His primal need had to wait; he had to think of Lily. Denver rolled them as one, and leaned over top of her.
She reached up and stroked his rounded biceps. She wanted to touch him all over. His arms were steel-hard and thick like rock. She never dreamed that just touching a man’s arms would fill her body with warmth. She slid her fingers up over his shoulders. Slowly she drew down his chest with the tips of her nails barely grazing his skin.
Denver watched Lily lazily draw circles over his chest. When she looked up at him he got lost in the beautiful blue pool of her eyes. Her raven dark hair was spread about the pillow, and her ivory complexion glowed with a heated flush. Leaning over her, he propped on one arm while stroking her face with his other hand.
Denver licked her lips. He murmured. “I need to taste you.”
Lily parted her lips.
Denver corrected her. “Not those lips.”
Lily arched an eyebrow.
He slid down past her breasts, past her beautiful padded waist and hips, and slipped between her legs. He gently parted her thighs wider.
Lily gasped. She’d never…
Denver inhaled deeply taking in Lily’s scent. He gently parted her nether lips and slid his tongue between them. Pushing his tongue deeper inside of her, he bathed in her sweet juices and drank her honey nectar. After sweeping his tongue up and down the length of her opening, he focused the tip of his tongue on her nub and flicked small circles on and around it.
Lily groaned and arched her hips, bucking up toward him. Denver slid his arms under her thighs and pulled her even closer. Pleasuring Lily made his cock feel like it was going to explode. He was certain he couldn’t hold out much longer. It’d been a very long time since he’d been with a woman. As much as he wanted to thrust his cock deep inside of her and feel her quiver around him, he couldn’t get enough of the sweetness between her legs. Denver slipped a finger inside of Lily’s wetness while sucking her clit. As he pressed in a second finger, she jerked and twitched.
“Oh, Denver,” Lily called out. Her thighs tightened around his face. The orgasm ripped through her with the speed of a bullet, ricocheting, and crashing into her like a wave. After a few moments, her body relaxed, limp like a ragdoll, and she cooed softly. “I don’t know what just happened but, wow.”
Denver laughed. “I’ll take it that was your first orgasm?”
“Oh, I’ve never had one of those.” Lily smiled. “Can we do it again?”
Denver let out a belly laugh not expecting to hear that. “We’ve got something else to try first.”
“I hope it feels as good as that did.”
“I think you’ll like it,” he said with a wink. He reached for the nightstand and dug around for a condom. It was weird. Usually he just mated with bears in mating season, but this was different. In his man form…he hoped the condoms weren’t expired.
He recognized the square foil packet. Pulling it out, he gave it a glance. Still good. He teared the package open and slid the Magnum XL condom out and rolled it over his hard cock.
She’d never seen a dick that big. It was huge, thick, and meaty. Well, it’s not like she’d seen many cocks at all! Still, he was a beast. She squeezed her eyes shut and hoped it didn’t hurt. She wasn’t sure he’d fit.
Denver stroked her face. “Look at me.”
Lily fluttered her eyelashes, then opened her eyes.
“I want to see you.”
She nodded and watched him.
Denver guided his cock to her nether lips and slowly pushed into her an inch at a time.
Lily’s groaned as he entered her.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded again.
He pushed in farther, stretching her lips around his shaft.
Lily sighed at the pleasure.
A deep grunt, then groan filled the room as Denver pushed fully inside of her. His voice was deep and low. “Fuck. You feel so good.”
Lily held on tightly, afraid if she moved the incredible sensation would disappear. It’d never been like this. And never with desire. She’d bent over a kitchen table, let him do his thing and only hated him more when the monster touched her. This. This was different.
“Oh, Denver,” she whispered.
He slowly pulled back and then thrust into her. Tense and moving slowly, he respected her boundaries and took things in stride. His bear wanted to fuck her silly, fuck her until they couldn’t handle anymore, and then do it again. He wanted to graze his teeth across her neck, grab a handful of her hair and tilt her head, so he could bathe in her innocence. He wanted to fuck her hard, fast and furious, and stretch her asshole with his fingers while he did it. He wanted her body to orgasm like never before and send an earthquake through her, leaving her trembling and begging for more. He bristled and shook his head. Keep the bear’s needs in check. Slow and steady…don’t scare the girl.
Making love to Lily, Denver knew he’d found his mate. Nothing had ever felt more right. When he reached his point of no return, he fingered her clit helping her reach another orgasm.
Wrapped around him, Lily let out a squeal of pleasure as her muscled tightened, then quickly relaxed. Denver roared and grunted as he let loose. Collapsing on the bed beside her, he knew he’d never let her go. He needed her. She needed him. They needed each other. She was his.
Chapter 12
Lily rolled up on her side. “Wow, just wow.”
Denver laughed. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”
“Enjoyed myself?” She started to laugh. “I’d like two tickets for that amusement park ride, please.”
He pulled her into him and kissed her forehead. “Do you realize I’ve fallen for you? You’ve come into my world, and in just over a week’s time you’ve turned it up on its head. Everything I thought I wanted – it’s changed because of you.”
“The thought that I’m smiling, laughing, and curled up in bed with you…” She choked up. “I thought my life was over.”
“Only good things, now, okay?” Denver stroked her cheek. “I want you to stay with me. We can start a life together.”
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. Everything’s happened so fast. My living hell, then being left for dead, then healing, and now this. My mother begged me to come home. I haven’t seen her in ten years, and yet being here with you feels natural.” Lily shook her head. “You know what I mean, right? I haven’t known normal in so damn long.”
“Lily, if you go home, you won’t be back,” he said solemnly. “They’ll convince you that a week with a man isn’t enough to know what love is. They’ll tell you it was a false sense of security. That because I rescued you, you transferred emotions. I know what they’ll say. I’ll lose you. You won’t come home. This is your home now, too. You should stay. I’ll watch over you – protect you, never let anyone hurt you again.”
“I’d come back,” she answered.
“No, sweetie, you won’t. Alaska will be your past. A dark memory with one shining happy spot. Only, that spot will fade over time. You’ll move forward.”
She was sullen. “You don’t trust me?”
“I absolutely trust you, but the others will pull you away. You know who I am, what I am, and what I’ve already sacrificed. But knowing that I’ll lose you the moment you walk away will just about kill me.”
“Then I won’t go.”
He closed his eyes. “I want you to stay. Dear God, how I want you to stay. But if I don’t let you go, you won’t know that you truly want to be here. I don’t know what the right answer is. Is it the one that makes me happy and is selfish or the one that sets you free?”
Lily sighed. “It’s complicated, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. Your feelings will change the longer you’re free. Finding yourself, your identity again, living your life…” He shook his head. “I miss you already.”
“I didn’t even go yet, silly bear,” she said reaching over and touching his lips. “Denver, I think I love you.”
His heart beat harder as the words collided with him.
How was it possible? He wasn’t a romantic at heart. How could he love a girl he’d only just met? Maybe he felt responsible after finding her there. Was that love or simply the need to lift her up so she could feel safe?
And yet, when he was inside of her, when they connected – his spirit soared. There was a sense of joy he’d never known before. A sense of belonging to another, a bonding so deep he didn’t know it could exist. He was used to mating as a bear. A couple months of the year. Bears were loners. You didn’t stick around and find a mate. Hell, not like the females would trust you much anyway. They knew what you were capable of if other males were around. Yet his man – his man was falling and falling hard. He couldn’t walk away if he wanted to. She needed to be the one to turn away. Otherwise, he’d never let go. She was his. He just needed her to realize it, now.
Strong arming wouldn’t work in this scenario. It didn’t matter how large, strong, or fierce he was if she didn’t choose him. He was always in control. This was spinning him, screwing with his head.
The lack of control – he didn’t like it, not one bit.
Maybe it was better to take his control back and tell her to leave. Tell her she was cramping his style. He didn’t need her. He could let go. Stand tall, save your damn pride, man. Don’t let some chick who stumbled in the woods control you like some fucking puppet. Let it go. It’s time for her to go home.
It took every ounce of his inner strength to push the words out. “You should probably go. This was a bad idea.”
She furrowed her brow and crinkled her nose. “You’re kidding, right? What is this?”
“No, I’m not. My mistake was letting it get this far. I should have known better. We’re caught up in the drama of the last week. It’s an adrenaline rush, nothing more. Now that my head is clear, I think it’s best if you get on your way. I’ll go into town and gather some clothes and things for your trip home. And I can book you a plane ticket if you’d…wait a minute. You don’t have any ID. Shit. You can’t hop a flight home. Do you know how to drive?”
She shook her head.
“A train. We’ll get you on a train. You can call your mother and tell her to figure out what station we need to get you to. You’ll probably have to switch trains. No, wait. That will overwhelm you. Aww, shit. I’ll just drive you home. It will take four days, tops. Maybe five, but once you’re home, you’ll be safe.”
She stared at him. “You’re bat shit crazy. Do you realize that?”
He hated himself, but he knew what he had to do. Loud and firm, “Do you think this is a joke?”
“Why are you doing this?” Lily started to cry. “Just tell me why.”
Denver rolled over and turned his back to her. “It’s just better this way.”
He didn’t want her to see the tears welling up in his eyes.
Chapter 13
“Come on, get ready,” Denver urged. “We have a long way to go.”
“Fine,” she said, stomping her feet as she made her way out of the bathroom. Lily felt as if she were reliving her teenaged years. At twenty-four, she should be more mature about the entire damn thing, but she wasn’t interested in being mature. She was interested in staying with Denver. He changed out of nowhere. What the hell? He wouldn’t answer her questions or explain. He just kept saying it was for the better. Maybe he was right, but it sure didn’t feel that way.
She was foolish for telling him that she loved him. It was like a light switch flipped and he realized what was happening. Stupid. So dumb to say that out loud, but what the hell does she know about relationships. Socializing stopped at fourteen. Ten years passed, but she didn’t go through a string of dating or boyfriends to know any different.
Denver packed a bag for them after
heading to town the prior evening. He grabbed what they needed to get started, knowing he could pick up anything else along the way. The sooner they hit the road, the better.
He wanted nothing to do with this, but he needed to stay firm. Who was he to redirect her life after a week. She needed to live and figure out what she wanted for herself. If it turns out she misses some shabby bear up in Alaska, she’d find her way back. Right?
He knew the closer she got to home, the more she’d miss it. He’d fade from her mind a little more each day. He’d get back to his lonesome life, she’d go on living and healing. There was a lot of emotional turmoil she’d have to work through. He was probably dodging a bullet. She had ten years of captivity to sort out through therapy. It would be a bumpy ride. At least they’d connected. Now, that time was over.
He could take the ferry or go through British Columbia. Not having identification didn’t help matters when it came to Canada. The ferry it was. Shit, maybe they should go to the police and deal with this first. Maybe they could offer a way to get ID quickly, so she could fly home. There had to be some kind of work around for a victim of kidnapping. No. Too many questions. Her captor disappeared. They’d never find him. And he didn’t need them asking more things than he was willing to share. She might crack under pressure.
The ferry it was. It’d set him back a hunk of change to take this bird home. The more detached he grew, the better. Too many feelings would make it near impossible for them. They had a long journey in front of them…until they didn’t.
***
“I’m not going.” Lily flopped down on the sofa.
“What kind of bullshit is that?” He loomed over her, his size exaggerated.
She shrugged like a moody child. “I’m not going. You said this is my home, and it is. I’ve officially moved in.”
“Get up,” he said, his voice booming.
“No.” He could rant all he wanted. She could be just as stubborn. “I love you, and I know you love me. And this charade, well, I don’t know what it’s about, but I’m not going.”
