Shiftr: Swipe Left for Love (Lori) BBW Bear Shifter Romance (Hope Valley BBW Dating App Romance Book 5)

by Ariana Hawkes

  “Jesus, that feels good,” he muttered. She ran her hands over his abs, and around his waist, luxuriating in the way that one band of flawlessly honed muscle ceded into another. He was absolutely perfectly put together. Hardly knowing what she was doing, she fumbled at his zipper.

  “Wait,” he said, with a little laugh. “Not so fast.” He sat down on the bed and drew her onto his lap, turning her so she was sitting sideways. With one arm around her shoulders and the other beneath her knees, he dipped his head and kissed her tenderly. She stroked his neck, feeling the taut muscles that led to his shoulders. He paused and slid his hand down her bare leg until he reached her shoes. They were courts, and he pulled them off easily, before caressing her feet, touching every one of her toes.

  “You’re so small and perfect,” he murmured, stroking her ankle, her calf, and then her thigh. Her dress was a wrap style, and it started to fall open a little, displaying more of her legs. She wriggled, caught between wanting to hide herself, and burning for him to rip it off and touch her everywhere. She hated that she was still carrying so much extra baby weight, but she was trying her hardest to forget about it, as he praised her curves and her petiteness.

  As his hand moved to her belt, she held her breath, and kept holding it as he unfastened the buckle and pulled it loose. Her dress came open, displaying her huge breasts, round belly and the thighs she hated to his gaze.

  “Lori, you have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen,” he said, his voice thick with need. He fell on her throat, peppering her with hot biting kisses. He kissed a trail of fire along her collarbones, flicking his tongue into the hollow between them, then kissed her décolletage as far down as he could reach. “Let’s get into bed,” he growled.

  He lifted her off his lap and pulled the comforter aside, before sliding her dress off her shoulders, leaving her in just her lingerie. She was wearing a brand-new set – the first non-maternity bra she’d worn in a long time. It was still pretty heavy duty, but it was from an online boutique that specialized in beautiful lingerie for bigger girls. It was wine colored, with lace trimming, and the panties were lace with satin panels. Shyly, she slipped into his bed. The sheets were crisp and freshly laundered, and her body tingled at the intimacy of being in the private place where he slept. She watched as he stripped his jeans off, gasping at the sight of him in his snug white boxers. The bulge in his underwear left her in no doubt about his desire for her. He lay on his side and pulled her towards him. At the first instance of skin-to-skin contact, she let out a moan. She’d never been held like this, never been in the arms of a good-hearted sexy man before.

  “You feel like silk,” he whispered, kissing her lips, running his hands down her back. He lifted her leg and laid it over his hip so he could get closer to her. She felt his hardness pressing against the crotch of her panties and a bolt of arousal shot deep inside her. It was deliciously frustrating having him so close, with just two scraps of fabric separating them. He stroked her ass through the lace of her panties, and slid his fingers a little way underneath, easing her closer and closer to him. Unconsciously, her pelvis moved back and forth, rubbing her aching clit against his cock.

  His hand rose from the small of her back and hooked under her bra strap. She squirmed away from him and turned onto her back. She preferred the way her breasts looked when she was lying down flat. He seemed to understand, coming with her, unfastening the hooks with a deft hand at the same time.Now, he lay on top of her, her thighs spread either side of his body as he slipped her bra straps along her arms and carefully lifted the whole thing off. She closed her eyes. Her breasts had not been sexual for a long time, and they hadn’t fully regained their pre-pregnancy appearance, if they ever would, and she had no idea how he’d react to them. She needn’t have worried. With a growl of deep appreciation, he dipped his head and took her right nipple in his mouth. His lips and tongue were gentle and oh so sensual. His hand cupped her softly, kneading just hard enough. She moaned and shivers broke out over her body, turning both of her nipples into stiff peaks. It was too much. Overwhelming. Her other breast cried out for attention. Seeming to know what she needed, Bruno cupped it in his other hand, the darkness of his tanned skin striking against the pale skin that never saw the sun. As large as her breasts were, they fit into his huge hands, and it felt incredible for them to be supported and possessed by him. He began to lash her nipples with the tip of his tongue, one and then the other, and she writhed on the bed in delight, pushing her pelvis up to meet his, inciting him to grind on her.

  “I’m trying to take it slow with you, but you’re not making it easy for me,” he growled.

  “I can’t take it any more. I want you inside me!” she exclaimed. He gave her a dirty grin.

  “Well that’s too bad, because I’m planning on tasting you first,” he said. She pressed her lips together.

  “You mean?”

  “Uh huh.” His eyes filled with fire.

  “But I haven’t – I mean, no-one has ever – ”

  “Well, they’ve been missing out, because your scent is driving me crazy, Lori.” The low pitch of his voice sent vibrations all the way through her body. “I promise I’ll make you feel really good. Better than you could have imagined.” With that, he began to kiss a trail down her body. He kissed her all over her belly, murmuring in delight over the place she thought of as squishy and spongy. His tongue plunged into her belly button, creating a short circuit to her clit, and making her body jerk. Then he kissed the neatly-trimmed triangle of dark hair that led to her most private place. She’d jammed her legs together in embarrassment, but he patiently nudged them apart as he licked and nibbled at her upper thighs. At last, his tongue darted out and licked her just there. She gasped, and, before she knew it, her thighs had fallen apart and Bruno’s stubble grazed the tender, pale flesh. He licked her again, along her slit, teasing her, persuading her to open to him. She wriggled as she felt the tip of his tongue on her sensitive inner labia, and when he finally licked her clit, she almost levitated off the bed. He chuckled and only now did he take hold of her thighs with his hands, spreading them apart to allow him better access to her aching little bud. She felt his lips surrounding her clit and sucking a little, just as he’d sucked her tongue or her nipples. It felt as if her clit was growing, blossoming into his mouth. And then he began to lick her rhythmically at the same time.

  “Oh my god!” she murmured. This was way more than she thought it could be. At least a thousand times better than her finger. She was vaguely aware that her hand had found its way to his hair, and her fingers were knotted into it, pulling him closer. A sound came from his chest – a relentless rumble. Kind of like a cat purring, but way, way deeper. It vibrated the whole bed, and seemed to be adding to her pleasure. From time to time, his tongue moved off her clit and dipped inside her, making her sigh and cry out. His technique was amazing. It was as if he knew all her most sensitive spots, and he took her right to the brink, before easing off again. She felt like an instrument being played by a maestro, blissfully helpless to his ministrations. Waves of pleasure radiated out from her clit and rolled through her body. Little spasms ran all the way inside her, leaving a deep ache in their wake. They were coming faster and faster and she felt her muscles clenching over and over again, and now her clit felt so sensitive under his tongue that she could barely stand it.

  And then she exploded. Her body shuddered and buffeted as a powerful climax hit her. Bruno stayed right where he was, patiently drawing her orgasm out into one peak after another, until she was done, and lay spent and trembling on his sheets.

  When she was finally able to open her eyes she saw that he was gazing up at her adoringly. He didn’t seem in any hurry to move either, but stayed where he was, tenderly kissing her thighs and lower belly.

  “Come up here. I want to kiss you,” she whispered, self-conscious now. He climbed up her body and she tasted herself on his lips. It was a nice taste, she discovered to her surprise – sweet and salty at the sa
me time.

  “You taste incredible,” he growled into her ear and she shivered again. He lowered his body onto her, and as his underwear brushed her pussy, she jumped. “Sensitive?” he whispered.

  “Yes,” she replied with a smile, and tugged at the waistband of his shorts.

  “Are you sure about this?” She almost laughed. Am I sure? She’d never been surer of anything in her life. Despite her orgasm, there was still an ache deep inside her that could only be satisfied with one thing. She needed him inside her.

  “Bruno, take me now, please!” He grinned at her.

  “Really?” he said, in a teasing tone.

  “Yes. Absolutely. I need you to take me, to mate with me, to make me your own,” she panted. His face took on a wilder, hungrier look. He sat back and stripped his underwear off in a single movement. Lori gasped at the sight of him. His thighs were so strong and muscular, and his cock – his cock was something else; long and strong like tree branch. He crouched over her again.

  “Lori, I’m scared that I won’t be able to control my bear,” he said. “It’s been a very long time, you know. I want to be gentle with you, but if I’m too much, please tell me to stop.”

  “It’s ok,” she said. “I want you. I want to take all of you.”

  Bruno let out a low growl. His body arched over hers and his eyes were dark and fierce. His hands spread her thighs wide, and the tip of his cock slid up and down the length of her pussy, making her tremble with anticipation. And the he entered her. She thought she’d pass out from pleasure. Her pussy muscles rippled as they yielded to his thick shaft. He slipped all the way in, gliding on her wetness, until his pelvis was pressed against hers. Her body jolted out of control, flooding with euphoria. She cried out as he began to move, each thrust bringing a fresh rush of pleasure. She clenched around him, drawing him closer, wanting more and more. She ran her hands over his back and shoulders, sensing that his energy was tightly coiled, that he was holding back as much as he could.

  “You can go harder,” she panted. He growled again and began to thrust with more force, and she wrapped her arms around him tight, hanging on for the ride. He lifted one of her thighs, and she wrapped both legs around him as he pounded in and out of her. She loved the way he was taking her. It was so primal, so real.

  “My mate, my beautiful mate,” he muttered in her ear. “You’re fully mine now. All mine. Now and forever.”

  His words were driving her crazy. She loved being possessed by him. As his tempo picked up, her muscles clenched down hard and another climax started to build inside her.

  “You’re mine,” he muttered, and it tipped her right over the edge. With a cry, she exploded again, orgasming right around his thick shaft.

  He gazed down at her, eyes filled with wonder.

  “Lori, that felt unbelievable. Feeling you come around me like that… it did something crazy to me,” he whispered. She reached up and stroked his face, which glistened with the perspiration of his exertions.

  “I want you to come now, Bruno. I want to feel you come deep inside me. I want to share your orgasm too,” she said. He let out a growl that was pure bear, and arched above her, huge and powerful as he thrust himself strongly into her body. It was rough, but she loved it, loved to feel the strength of this huge, fearless being in the moment of passion, sharing his sexual energy with her, and only her. He moved faster and faster and the sounds he made were wild and primal. Tension showed on his face and the hands that held her shoulders suddenly felt sharp and piercing.

  “I can’t control it,” he muttered, and pulled out of her at the same time.

  “What?” she faltered, too stunned to do anything.

  “There’s too much of the bear in me right now,” he said.

  “Will it hurt me?”

  “No, of course, not, but I don’t want to scare you if you see me like this.”

  A thought crossed her mind and her lips curved into a smile.

  “How about if we do it like this?” she said, and flipped over, so she was on her hands and knees. Bruno let out a purr of appreciation.

  “That would be perfect,” he said. His hands gripped her hips, and in a long, smooth thrust, he entered her again. She cried out. It was extra intense like this. As he moved inside her again, his cock stimulated her in a different way, rubbing the front wall of her pussy and a tiny, very sensitive little spot deep inside. She clenched down hard on him and her muscles rippled in jerky little contractions.

  “Bruno, I think I – ” she said in amazement as another orgasm began to well up inside her.

  “I want to come with you, baby, my mate,” he muttered, and he fucked her with abandon, his fingers sinking into her flesh, holding her tight. I’m his, she thought over and over, with every thrust. Finally he gave a deep roar and she tipped over the edge again at the same moment that he came deep inside her, filling her with his seed.

  Almost immediately, he lay down, turning onto his side, and bringing her with him so she was snuggled against his chest, surrounded by his magnificent body.

  He whispered her name over and over, telling her that she was his mate, now and forever. She reached up to stroke his face, and discovered that his cheek was damp.

  “Bruno?” she wriggled onto her back so she could see him. “Are you ok?” he gave her a soft, beautiful smile.

  “Yes, I’m fine, baby. It was very emotional for me. You know, it’s been so long, and I’ve wanted this with you for so long too. Ever since I first saw you.”

  “Really? That first day, when I was in such a mess?” He nodded.

  “Of course. I knew you were my mate – as if my bear wouldn’t have told me! I struggled so hard to repress the connection between us though.” He lifted her fingers and kissed each one. “But no longer. You’ve redeemed me. You’ve made me see that there can be light in my life again. I rescued you, but you’ve rescued me too.”

  “Oh, Bruno. I don’t know what to say,” she whispered. His lips quivered, a question behind them.

  “Lori Bianco, will you become my mate forever, and bond with me in a public mating ceremony?” he said at last.

  Now tears filled Lori’s eyes too. She held his firm, angular jaw in her hand.

  “Of course I will, Bruno,” she whispered, barely able to believe that she was uttering those words. “Nothing would make me happier!” His teeth were dazzling in the darkness.

  “It’s not too much for you that I’m a bear, is it?” he asked, suddenly looking uncertain. “You won’t get bored of me and decide that you’d rather be with a regular guy?” Lori drew a sharp breath in.

  “Are you kidding? It’s a huge plus that you’re a shifter!” she said. “It means that I get an amazing sexy man all to myself, and a strong, fearless bear all to myself. What more could a girl want?” Bruno laughed and hugged her tight.

  “I love your take on things!” he said.

  “So, what does this ceremony involve?”

  “Oh, just some ancient rites and a couple of witnesses. It’s pretty low key. But you can have a human wedding if you like as well. Dina and Logan had theirs last summer at the town hall. It was a lovely event.”

  “I think I’d love to have both,” she breathed.

  “I’d love that too,” he said, and kissed her cheek and her nose and her mouth.

  Half an hour and another orgasm later, she tore herself away from his warm embrace.

  “Ok, I hate to say it, but we should probably get some sleep, since a certain person tends to wake up very early,” she said. “I’ll just go check on her now though. Do you have a robe I could borrow?”

  “Uh, no. I’m not a very domesticated guy, I’m afraid. I never think about things like that. You could borrow my T-shirt though?” He handed her the one she’d recently taken off him. She pulled it over her head, and it went down to her knees. It smelled of his incredible, masculine scent.

  “Perfect!” she said.

  Nancy was still fast asleep, and hadn’t moved at all. Lori
tiptoed back to bed. As she pushed the bedroom door open, the moment felt surreal. She couldn’t believe that there was an incredibly handsome, kind-hearted man waiting for her in bed. A man who wanted her to be his mate. Forever.

  But there he was, holding the covers open for her. She climbed back into bed and snuggled into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her again and kissed the top of her head.

  “I love you, Lori,” he whispered into her hair. “I should have told you earlier, and I’ve been wanting to tell you since I rescued you the other day, but I’ve only gathered the courage to say the words now.”