Embraced by the Bear

by Vicki Savage

  Great, now she was going to have to find some new clothes.

  Thanks to the clothes issue, Shae was late to the meeting. Thankfully, she was able to borrow some pants and a shirt from a coworker, much more suitable attire for the snow than the sundress she had on earlier. By the time she had dressed and gotten down to the kitchens, the group had already disbanded, and about twenty armed men and women had set out for the border fence in pursuit of the rogue bear.

  More were soon to come, according to Edward.

  Shae felt the need to warn the Natives, but she didn’t even know where to begin. Her head felt as if it was stuffed with cotton. The sexual interlude in the hall had helped her somewhat, but after Knox left her disorientation had returned with a vengeance. Despite feeling slightly ill, she knew she had to do something to stop this madness, so she grabbed a coat from the staff lockers, a snow mobile from the garage, and headed out to the fence herself.

  When she arrived, the place was eerily quiet. If it wasn’t for the overturned snow and footprints heading off onto the reservation, she never would have known anyone was there.

  “Hello?” she asked as she got off her snow mobile. After a few moments of silence, she removed her hood and scarf, and tried again. The cold winter air felt good against her hot skin.

  “Is anyone there?”

  Her temple throbbed, and she rubbed it as she walked over to the break in the fence. It had been hastily repaired in the past two days. Frowning, she took in a deep breath and climbed over it. As her feet landed on the reservation property, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

  Someone was watching her. Shae scanned the surrounding trees, only to find herself alone. Zipping her jacket up higher, she made her way across the small clearing to the edge of the forest where the natives dwelled.

  If the rumors were true, then this was also where the rogue bear lived.

  Shae took one step, then another. She still felt someone there, watching her, just out of her line of vision. Her head pounded and her vision started to blur as she scanned the surrounding forest.

  Something moved off to her left, and a snap of a branch echoed through the clearing. Was the presence friend or foe? She didn’t want to hang around and find out. Shae darted around a tree and scrambled over a boulder on the ground.

  A similar noise rose up from behind her and she realized that her watcher was taking up pursuit.

  She ran hard, veering first left, then right in an attempt to lose her tail. Despite her best efforts, he was gaining on her, and as the crunching of snow became louder, she started to look for a place to hide.

  There, off to her left. The cave wasn’t much, but the ground in front of it was patted down with the tracks of large animals. If she was careful, she could hide in there and no one would be able to find her.

  Racing around a set of trees, she climbed over a fallen limb and darted for the entrance. Shae stumbled inside the opening and pressed her body against the rocks as the footsteps became louder.

  One, two . . . Shae counted the seconds as the footsteps first stopped, then hurried off again in another direction. As they became more and more faint, she let out a long breath, releasing the tension she didn’t realize she had.

  After a quick glance around to confirm it was clear, she started to move outside when something hooked her arm.

  “Not yet.”

  She turned to find the man from the hallway staring at her.

  “How did. . .”

  He pulled her close to his chest and covered her mouth with his hand. Shae tried to scream, but then she heard the crunching of snow once more. Widening her eyes, she watched as someone paced out in front of the cave entrance. After a long moment, they moved away.

  When they could no longer hear the footsteps, the man released her mouth.

  “What are you doing here?” His hungry gaze should have made her uneasy, but instead, it made her body heat all over.

  “I was trying to save you, sugar.”

  “I can save myself.” She pulled her arm from his grip and stepped back. She swayed on her feet as the pounding resumed in her skull.

  “What did they do to you?” he asked.

  The pounding eased and her vision cleared. As she refocused on the man before her, desire burned in her lower abdomen, and she had to suppress the urge to wrap herself around him like a blanket.

  “You’re still suffering from the mating heat.” He stepped closer. “I can smell your desire from here.”

  “There’s people out there, hunting you. Hunting all of you. Edward—” Shae moved back until she felt the rock wall push against her.

  “I know. The other bears have been warned, and that owner of the lodge is in for a big surprise.”

  “He is?”

  Knox nodded. “There’s just one problem.” He took a step closer.

  “One?” She felt her back hit the rock wall of the cave.

  He stepped forward until there was only a sliver of air between them. “Yes,” He shifted his gaze to her lips. “You see, I can’t concentrate with you calling out to me like that.” He hooked his finger under her chin. “No one can.”

  “Calling out?”

  “Your mating heat. It’s like a siren call, and terribly distracting.”

  “Nathan will be angry.”

  “Nathan doesn’t matter.” He pressed up on her chin and leaned forward. Shae closed her eyes and shivered as he inhaled her scent. “I have already staked my claim.”

  Shae covered her neck with her palm as she remembered the encounter in the hall. “You didn’t bite me.”

  “I didn’t need to. The mark I left will fade in time, but for now, it will warn other bears to stay away from what is mine.”

  “Even Nathan?”

  “Even him.” He slid his fingers down and brushed them over her neck, touching the place where he bit. “He refused to mark you as his intended, which left an opening for me. Now, all we have to do is complete the ritual in front of the other bears on the reservation, and our bond will be complete.”

  “And if I don’t do this . . . this ritual?”

  He lowered his hand. “You will, because we were meant to be together.”

  “I—”

  “Deep down you know it to be true.” He shifted his gaze to her lips. “You want me just as much as I want you.”

  She did, damn it. As he slid his finger over her skin, she realized that she’d do anything if it meant that he would fill her with his cock one more time.

  “I can see how your body responds to my touch. You crave my cock—don’t deny it.”

  “No.” She didn’t want to deny it. The heat had been building ever since he had left her back at the lodge. Now, with him standing so close, her desire intensified, threatening to consume all rational thought.

  “You want to experience the raw, primal, animalistic sex that can only happen between two bears.” He brushed his thumb over her lips. “And I’m just the one who can give it to you.”

  Something stirred in her lower abdomen, and her pussy ached. “You can?”

  He took her hand and placed it over the bulge in his pants. His cock felt firm under her palm, and her mouth watered as she imagined wrapping her lips around his length.

  “Your scent is driving me crazy, sugar.” His voice was velvet smooth. Seductive. “Tell me you want me, too.”

  “I do.”

  “Say my name. Tell me that it’s me you want, not some other bear.”

  “I want you, Knox.” Shae made a low, throaty sound as she unzipped his pants and took out his length. It was so large, so thick. Moisture pooled between her thighs as she imagined him moving in and out of her body, stretching her to the point of breaking . . .

  “Come here.” He grabbed her shoulders and directed her to a dry patch ground. Shae’s vision went in and out of focus as he attacked her pants, breaking the zipper and tearing them off her body. Her underwear soon followed, and before Shae could clear her head, she was laying on
the ground with her legs high in the air.

  Knox bent over her pussy and took a deep breath. “Perfect,” he murmured. Shae shivered as he leaned forward and slid his tongue over her delicate folds.

  “Oh god.” She reached for him, grabbing fistfuls of blond locks and holding him close to her body. “Yes.”

  “No.” He disentangled himself from her grasp and eased back. “That’s not how this is going to work, little one.”

  “No?”

  “No.” Turning his body, he hit the ground with his shoulder and rolled onto his back, taking her with him. Shae blinked, and she was straddling his face, her pussy dangerously close to his lips. “I need you to soothe my ache, too.”

  “Yes,” she whispered as he slid his tongue over her pussy.

  “Turn around. Face my cock.”

  She did as she was told. His erection was so large, so thick. She moistened her lips as she imagined it in her mouth.

  “Suck me,” he commanded. “Suck me hard.”

  Grasping the base, she leaned over and slid his tip into her mouth. Knox groaned as she glided her lips down his length as far as they would go.

  “Yes, just like that.” He wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her down to his eager mouth.

  Shae gasped as he slid his tongue over her opening, collecting the moisture he found there. Pleasure rippled through her core, making her light-headed with need.

  “Fuck, yes,” he murmured between licks. “You taste so sweet. My sweet little bear.” He dipped his tongue inside her opening. She gasped and took his cock into her mouth once more, desperate to return some of the pleasure he was giving to her.

  Back and forth, in and out. The wicked man worked his tongue in time to her thrusts, driving her higher and higher. When she pushed his erection to the back of her throat, he dipped his tongue inside her body. When she retreated, he backed away. Both of their bodies seemed to be in sync with each other, and soon she didn’t know where one of them ended and the other began.

  “That’s it little one. Make your papa bear come.” He planted his feet on the ground and thrust up, pushing his shaft deep into her mouth. Shae took him all and then retreated, making sure her tongue rolled over his tip before taking him once more.

  He groaned and shivered beneath her, which caused a sense of urgency to rise up in her core. Soon she was moving her hips in little thrusting motions against his face, desperate for more.

  “Fuck.” Knox pushed his finger inside her pussy, and pleasure burst through her system. Forgetting his erection, she sat up and pressed her hips closer to his eager mouth. Grabbing her breasts, she kneaded them as she rode his fingers, and cried out with joy when he nipped her clit.

  Faster, harder . . . Shae threw her head back and moaned as he pushed first two, then three fingers inside of her core. She felt so stretched, so wonderfully full. She never wanted this moment to end.

  When her orgasm finally came, she cried out and grabbed his thighs, bracing herself against the onslaught of joy crashing through her system. He lengthened his strokes, stretching out her pleasure, before finally removing his hand and drinking every last drop of her passion.

  Shae thought that for sure her orgasm would state her, but it had the opposite effect. As soon as the pleasure was gone, she found she wanted more.

  She wanted more rough sex. Wanted more of him.

  Knox seemed to understand her need. Sliding out from under her, Knox eased her face-first onto the ground and held her down as he climbed on top of her. The cold earth pressed against her stomach, and small pebbles bit into her breasts. Shae growled, something that surprised her. Knox didn’t seem to notice. With lightning-quick speed, he straddled her knees and lifted her hips into the air.

  “I’ll save that sweet pussy for the mating ritual,” he said as he eased his calloused hand over her slick folds. “Instead, I’ll take you here.”

  Shae whimpered as he dragged his wet fingers over the opening in her backside.

  “Yes.” She imagined him filling her, making her orgasm again and again . . .

  “Have you had anal before?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good, because I’m going to take you hard, just like a bear should, and you’re going to love every second of it.”

  Shae groaned as he collected more moisture and rubbed it around the opening in her ass. His fingers felt so incredible against her skin. Pushing herself up onto her elbows, she grabbed her breasts and began to knead them as he pushed his finger into her ass.

  “That’s it. Get nice and ready for me.” Shae groaned under the pressure of first one finger, then two.

  “Please,” she whispered.

  “Please . . . what?”

  She closed her eyes as he slowly retreated, then thrust once more. “Please fuck me.”

  “How do you want it?”

  She moistened her lips as she imagined his cock inside of her, stretching her . . . “I want it hard.”

  “Good girl.” He stood and positioned his erection at her opening. With a quick thrust, he made his way inside. A sense of fullness overcame her as her muscles stretched to accommodate the intrusion.

  “Yes,” she whispered as his hips pushed flush with her ass. “Do it just like that.”

  “You don’t give the orders around here.” He grabbed her hair and tugged, pulling chin up into the air. “Get up.”

  Abandoning her breasts, Shae planted her hands on the ground until she was on all fours.

  “I’m the one in charge here, understand?” He tugged on her hair and leaned over her body until she felt his breath on her neck. “Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good.” He straightened, but didn’t let go of her hair. “I’m the one in control.” He retreated, then thrust once more. “Me.”

  Shae shuddered as he began to move with wild abandon, pistoning in and out of her body like a machine.

  Shae was surprised with how much she loved the rough treatment. The harder he pulled on her hair, the more she wanted him. The moment so primal, so animalistic. It spoke to something deep inside her core.

  “Yes, oh god.” Desire rushed through her veins as her breasts moved back and forth in time to his thrusts. They were coming together fast and hard, and her head pounded each time flesh hit flesh. She was racing dangerously close to the edge. Shae arched her back and made a low, throaty sound as she moved up and down his length.

  “You’re mine, Shae, you understand? All mine.” He rode her hard, slapping against her body until sweat clung to her brow and her pussy was soaked with need.

  This was how it was meant to be. Rough, aggressive sex that made her feel as if she was on top of the world. Each thrust pushed an unseen energy force inside of her, each tug of her hair filled her with light. She growled and bucked against him. Needing more energy, more of him. Fuck, she was so close. She could practically taste her orgasm. Any moment now he’d make that final thrust that would shove her over the edge . . .

  A cold, hard voice broke snapped through the air, causing her desire to immediately recede.

  “Pull out, Knox. Now.” That voice. She knew that voice.

  “Fuck you.” Despite his words, Knox’s thrusts began to slow.

  “You can’t control her,” the man said. “She’s going to kill you.”

  “Go away.” Knox stilled and curved his body over hers, placing his teeth over her neck. “She’s mine, Onokohte.”

  “You have made a claim on her. I can feel it.” Nathan’s voice was dripping with anger.

  “She wanted it. You hear me?”

  The world around Shae spun, and she felt as if she was about to pass out.

  “There is no time for this. Instead of controlling and releasing her magic, you’ve been feeding her more. She’s delirious.”

  “She’s mine.”

  “Look at her. The truth is on her face.”

  Knox grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes. Shae tried to stare back, but found it hard to focus. It fe
lt as if her mind was stuffed with cotton.

  He swore and let go of her chin. “I don’t know what to do, man.” He grabbed her hips to keep her from falling over. “Help me.”

  “You must let me penetrate her,” Nathan said.

  Shae closed her eyes and bowed her head. “I feel weird.”

  “It’s the power inside of you, little one,” Nathan said. “Knox has been having his way with you, but not controlling the power shift going on inside. Your energy will eat you alive if you don’t release it.”

  Tears stung her eyes as she opened them and looked up at the figure standing in the shadows. “I don’t know how.”

  “I know, little one. I’ll help you.” He glanced at Knox. “We’ll both help you.”

  Knox curled his fingers into her flesh. “Not on your life.”

  “Then she will die.”

  “You would do that to her? You’d just sit there and let her die?”

  Shae’s heart sank when Nathan didn’t respond. She wanted to cry out to him, to ask his forgiveness for having sex with Knox, but her mouth wouldn’t form the words.

  After a long moment, Knox let out another long string of curses. “Fine, you greedy bastard. We’ll do things your way. Now get over here fast before I change my mind.”

  Chapter Three

  A familiar face materialized in front of Shae. Nathan. The connection was instant and powerful, much more powerful than the familiarity she felt with Knox. His piercing gaze broke through the fuzziness in her brain, calming her turbulent emotions as easily as one would smooth out a blanket for a child.

  His expression was gentle, but his voice was hard. “You hurt her.”

  “In case you haven’t noticed, she likes the pain.”

  “I know.” Nathan straightened and pushed his jeans down to his thighs. “But I’m talking about a different kind of pain. The kind that comes with imprinting.”

  “She wanted it.” Knox’s voice sounded a little indignant.

  “She’s in heat, asshole. She doesn’t know what she wants.”

  Shae opened her mouth to respond, but then Nathan stroked his cock, drawing her attention to it. Something dark and needy burned through her veins as she imagined taking it into her mouth.