The Bear's Desire (Paranormal BBW Werebear Shifter Erotica)

by Nix, Haley

  “Don’t even think about it,” he said, reading her thoughts. “You’ll die out there. Besides, you’re mine for the night.”

  Stella scoffed, but the soft bed did seem welcoming. She walked over to it and fell back into the warm covers. Before she knew it Olex had jumped on top of her, pinning her back to the mattress. She could feel a bulge pressed up against her. She knew what that was and her anticipation was undeniable.

  ***

  She wasn’t going to give into his lust so easily. She squirmed beneath him, but his big body was impossible to move. She took a deep breath, his scent filling her nostrils. Suddenly, she felt calmer. Her urge to fight his advance was further weakened, and instead her mind was filled with thoughts of the bulge growing in her pants, the hard cock that was bound to be thrust deep inside of her.

  “You never told me your name,” said Olex, breathing softly, his face just inches from hers.

  “Stella.”

  “Stella,” he said slowly, drawing it out as if he were tasting the word. “It’s beautiful, fitting to the face it’s paired to.”

  Olex stroked his hand along her body, she tensed under the touch of his callused hand. But she was no longer trying to push him off.

  She lay there as he touched her face, easing his hand down her neck, then over her breasts, giving them a soft squeeze. He thrust his head between them and took a deep breath, enjoying her scent just as she’d enjoyed his.

  Then a brief lightning bolt of sexual ecstasy shot through her as she felt the soft wetness of his tongue caressing her nipple. She moaned softly, her head thrown back on the bed, eyes tightly shut. She tried to mask her noises of pleasure, to hide them from him, to pretend that she didn’t want to spend the night in this warm den, somewhere out in the wild of a forest bordering the Hudson.

  But she couldn’t stifle her moans, her soft whimpers of pleasure as Olex pushed her breasts together, surrounding his face with their supple softness, indulging in Stella’s curvy body. It was as if he wanted to get lost inside her.

  She felt her body tingle as the rough stubble of his face touched against her delicate skin. She’d only seen his for the first time a few moments earlier in the flickering light of the fire. A devilishly handsome man, no doubt. Stella claimed she didn’t want a mate – but that was before she’d ever stumbled across a shifter like Olex.

  He wasn’t like the others. Maybe it was a species thing. There was something dominant about him, how even at this very moment he had her bending to his whim, trapped beneath his big body, not letting her escape. But maybe trapped wasn’t exactly the right word – because Stella no longer wanted to escape.

  As he sucked at her breasts, teasing her soft skin with his subtle touch, Stella felt a wetness growing between her legs. Did she really want his cock this badly? Or was it just a purely physical reaction to the stimulation?

  She didn’t have time to think about any of this, to sort out the chaotic mixture of emotions and sensations that flashed through her mind and across the surface of her body, because just when she seemed to pin down her thoughts she felt his tongue dip into her pussy.

  Her nails dug into the skin of Olex’s back. It was the first time she noticed how desperately she was clinging to him. The pleasure was almost unbearably intense. She’s been in countless fights, felt the pain of slashes, swipes, and bites. But pleasure was a rarer occurrence, one that made her weak with desire because it was the first time in her life that she needed someone else; no longer could she remain so stubbornly independent.

  She dug her nails in deeper as he circled around her clit, flicking his tongue in a meticulous motion, fast and then slow. Did her nails cause him pain? She wondered, and then decided that they didn’t; not once had he abandoned the ferocious pace at which he lapped his tongue up and down her slit, before sucking gently on her clit. I must taste like honey, thought Stella with a laugh.

  But she wasn’t laughing seconds later when she felt two big fingers push inside her soaked slit. She tensed up again, unprepared for the sensation. His fingers stretched her tight pussy, as if in prelude to the bulge that waited for her in his pants.

  Then all of the sudden she felt him stop, the circular motions of his tongue coming to a halt as he pulled his fingers out of her pussy. It made her feel empty, tortured, brought to the edge of ecstasy but never pushed over the brink into complete cathartic pleasure.

  She lay there waiting for what was next, but after such an abrupt halt to the action, she had no idea what was in store. Those brief seconds felt like days as she waited for his touch again.

  She moved her hand up off his back and over his shoulder, squeezing his muscles, feeling the tightness and definition, obvious marks of his hard life as a shifter out in the wild. Then she ran her fingers through his silky soft hair, a gentle caress with a surprising amount of sensuality, a tenderness that Stella had no idea she was even capable of.

  That caress triggered something down in the depths of Olex, because in that instant he pushed up on her, the pulsing bulge in his pants pressed to her leg. In a fiendish display of lust he unbuckled his belt and tore off his pants. The flesh of his throbbing cock could be felt between Stella’s thighs, grazing against her soft skin. She didn’t need to have him inside her to realize just how big he was.

  She felt the fat head of his cock touch against her pussy lips and moaned in anticipation. Then she opened her eyes and saw his face close to hers. She reached up and pulled him in for a kiss by his hair, kissing him passionately, in a poignant display of red-hot desire.

  And then she felt him push his huge cock inside her, stretching her tight, wet pussy almost to the limit of what was bearable. She broke their kiss, biting down on her lower lip to ward off a tinge of pain. But before long she was consumed by pleasure, as waves of bliss washed over her with each subsequent thrust of his powerful hips.

  His massive cock slid in and out of her in long, deep, powerful strokes, while his hands ravaged her body, each touch worshipping her curves. Had he been watching her all along, each and every time she’d made her way through these woods? How long had he waited for this moment? Olex’s passion, his energy, seemed like more than mere physical desire; there was a supernatural component, an insatiability in the way he touched her body.

  Each motion, push and pull, fulfillment and withdrawal, kindled the burning fire of desire inside Stella’s body. Each touch, squeeze, caress, nibble, kiss made her want him more. Why had she ever fought him? Why had she been so afraid to admit her lust?

  Was it her desire to remain independent? The lone, curvy, she-wolf who was determined to fight her own battles, to lead her own life, and make her own decisions unencumbered by the expectations of her pack or her mate. And now the lone she-wolf was giving in completely because of the perfect sensual touch of a complete stranger.

  Her mind was ablaze, a complex chaos whirling with energy and competing emotions and thoughts. There was no way she could think straight right now – not with Olex fucking her like this, thrusting his cock deep inside of her. Her mind was useless, consumed with desire and concentrated only on the pleasure surging through her every nerve.

  Stella wasn’t tired anymore. The pain of the fight was completely absent. Instead her energy was boundless, her will driven forward by an all-consuming ache for Olex’s muscular body, his musky scent, and his subtle ways of touching her skin, making her crave the fat cock she could feel throbbing inside her pussy.

  And then Olex rolled onto his back, still holding his cock inside her, and suddenly she was on top of him, feeling it deep inside her sweet, wet slit. She rode him slowly, then furiously, learning that her own passion was now competing against his in its level of intensity.

  She held his broad, muscular shoulders with her hands, bracing herself as she bucked her hips, arching her back and contorting her body. But it was hard to get a grip, sweaty as they were, the heat of their bodies mingling with that of the blazing fire that burned red-hot only a few feet away. She fell into hi
m, her head resting between his neck and his shoulder, kissing him right there, tasting his sweat and feeling her wild nature coming to the forefront.

  Olex grabbed her ass, thrusting his hips off the bed and stroking hard inside her in rapid bursts. In and out, in and out, then holding himself deep inside as Stella clenched her pussy, gyrating again as she kissed at his neck. Her voluptuous ass slapped against the skin of his thighs as he drove into her over and over again with forceful strokes of pure lust. He wanted her, and she him. Could such a perfect meeting have occurred by mere chance?

  Stella didn’t think so. Perhaps it was fate that had made her stay to watch the winter sunset fade. Or maybe this was just Olex’s modus operandi. She’d heard stories about bear shifters before. They didn’t mate for life, so they said. They slept around and moved on.

  Such thoughts, important as they were, could only come fleetingly before Stella’s conscious mind, absorbed as she was by her own most primal urges, her body coursing with sexual energy as Olex pounded her with every ounce of strength he had.

  Stella moaned again, loudly and beyond her ability to control. The sensation of his skin on hers, of his fat cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She’d never anything felt like this before. How could she have? She’d never once met a man or a shifter who was her equal. But tonight, she found it in Olex.

  Soft whimpers came out of her mouth now; her breathing was short and rapid. The pleasure was becoming almost too much to bear. The way Olex stroked so purposefully, deep and powerful, combining his thrusts with a sexy spank of her ass, a squeeze of her thigh, and an occasional lick of her nipples. Oh, when she felt his tongue graze her it nearly sent her over the edge!

  Stella leaned into Olex’s chest and kissed him once more, closing her eyes tightly. She could feel it coming on quickly, inevitably – an orgasm of unfathomable strength. Once again she grabbed onto his shoulders, bracing herself for the pleasure that was about to overwhelm her. The buildup had been long, but enjoyable – and now she felt she was on the brink of something incredible.

  She closed her eyes as her body shook, her hips gyrating, working herself back and forth on his big cock. Oh yeah yeah yeah here it comes oh oh OOOOH!

  Stella moaned loudly in the throes of climax, and not a second later heard Olex emit a groan of lust fulfilled. The sensation of hot cum filling her pussy sent Stella into another round of gyrations, feeling herself so close to a second orgasm, one that built on top of the first and took her to a higher level of sexual ecstasy.

  She screamed fanatically, a moan that might have been heard for miles if she weren’t hidden in the recesses of Olex’s fire-lit den. That big, sticky load of cum, lining her pussy. She wanted to taste it, but instead she leaned in for another kiss, deep and hot, just like the one that had started their unexpected sex romp.

  Then she fell into his chest, exhausted, but still absentmindedly gyrating, rubbing her hips against his. She felt his cock still hard inside her, pulsing as she drained it of every last bit of cum.

  She thought about rolling off of him to lie on her back, but she didn’t want to give up the feeling of his cock inside of her. She just stayed there, her left cheek pressed against the muscles of his chest, eyes closed and feeling relaxed. She could lay here like this forever, if only he’d let her.

  ***

  Moments later she heard him speak his first words since he’d pounced on her in bed.

  “I want you to stay with me,” said Olex softly into her ear.

  It was the calmest he’d sounded all night, his tone striking a strange contrast with the circumstances in which they had first met.

  “I wasn’t going to leave. Not when it’s this cold, this dark out. I couldn’t even make the last train home if I wanted to,” she said, twisting a bit of his chest hair in her fingers and she spoke soothingly.

  “I don’t just mean for the night,” he said.

  “What do you mean then?” she asked suspiciously.

  “I don’t know. I just want you to stay. Don’t go back.”

  “I have to go back to the city. I have work. I have a whole life there.”

  “And what in your life there could possibly be better than me?” he growled.

  There was almost a sense of indignation in his voice, a note of arrogance. He considered this a legitimate question. Who could possibly keep her from him? Who or what could possibly compete with a creature so magnificent and powerful as Olex for her affection?

  “I thought bears didn’t mate for life, especially shifter bears. Isn’t your type known for your one-night-stands?” asked Stella.

  She was asking this teasingly, but there was a glimmer of hope in her voice that maybe he would reject her generalization.

  “I am not a type. I am myself and no one else. You’ve never met anyone like me because there is no one else like me. Haven’t you had times in your life where others tried to define you based solely on your appearance?”

  “My pack,” she said, contemplating whether or not she should complete her thought. “That’s why I left.”

  “So you understand. You understand what it means to want to live your own life, to make your own choices.”

  “You don’t want to play by anyone else’s rules,” she said.

  “Precisely.”

  She could still feel his cock inside her, slightly softer now, but still massive inside her tiny pussy. She clenched on him and leaned her head up to take a playful bite of his ear.

  “Perhaps I’ll stay awhile,” she said nonchalantly. “If you don’t mind being tied down.”

  “Good. That’s all I ask, for you to give it a chance.”

  She lay her head back down on his chest and closed her eyes. She was tired now. The words she’d exchanged with Olex had put her mind at ease. What could it hurt to stay with him for awhile, to see how things went? Besides, she could always escape if she wanted to; there was always a way out.

  In her heart she knew it wasn’t true. She’d never felt like this before with another shifter, nor with the few men she’d been with during her life in New York City. Now that she’d experienced Olex, she couldn’t give him up.

  But she would admit that to him, never let him know how he’d changed her life in a matter of hours, with a few simple caresses, his displays of force and sexual domination that she couldn’t help but respect. No, she’d keep this secret to herself as a means to preserve her independence.

  For his part, Olex would never ask. He already knew that Stella was his for keeps, he didn’t need to hear her say the words to know that was the case. Once more he wrapped his arms around her and pressed her into him. Then he, too, closed his eyes and both drifted off into a sated and blissful sleep.

  It was the start of a life filled with nights just like this, nights spent together sprawled on the bed in the fire-lit den in the forest by the Hudson.

  The End.

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  The Bear’s Lust

  “Those male shifters you were with. What were they doing in my territory?”

  “They were chasing me.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I left my mate in the dead of night. The last shifter who stood in front of me, the one who bolted bef
ore you caught me, that’s Chamberlain. He’s my mate. My former mate, anyway.”

  “The coward wouldn’t even protect his own mate?”

  Elspeth gulped.

  “Yes,” she said.

  “Werewolf shifters are all the same. Brave, to a point. But when they face real danger, their first instinct is to flee the scene. What is your first instinct when I do this?”

  Aiden grabbed Elspeth’s voluptuous ass, pulling her into his big body. He stared down at her, and for the first time she looked directly into his eyes, dark but with an undeniably wild spark of glittering life.

  “To flee,” said Elspeth, trembling, knowing inevitably where he was about to take her.

  Was it wrong that she felt a little excited by this, by this bear shifter’s brute strength, his dominating presence before her? Maybe it was something she saw in his eyes.

  “Of course it is. You’re a werewolf shifter. You’re scared and your first instinct is to run. Why don’t you face up to the danger for once?”

  Elspeth looked up at him, doing her best to stare him down. Her curves were pressed up against him, his hands drifting aimlessly over her body, his touch hinting at his lustful thoughts. She could feel his big cock, already starting to get hard, pressing up against her body. He was bigger than Chamberlain, much bigger. Elspeth knew she had no way out. There was no escaping Aiden’s grip.

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  “Do you still want to run?” he asked me.

  It was as if he could read my thoughts. I shook my head, shy, looking away from his eyes and down at my feet.

  “Well, what do you want?” he asked smoothly, but a hint of a growl still in his voice. “Do you want this?”