“Please, please!” she muttered from between clenched teeth. He lifted his head, but continued fucking her with his fingers.
“Please, what?” he said.
“Please, I need you to fuck me. I want to come with you inside me,” she managed to say. His lion gave a little roar and his lips curved into a predatory grin.
“With pleasure,” he said. He let go of her wrists and tugged his pants off. Then he crouched over her, fully naked, his cock swollen and pulsing with need. He saw her pupils dilating at the sight of him. Some women were scared of his size, but he just knew she’d be a size queen. She was a real woman; there was no doubt about that.
He couldn’t wait any longer. He spread her labia with his fingers, and drove his cock into her sweet, wet pussy.
As he filled her, she cried out. He looked at her face, worried, but her eyes sparkled with delight. Her pussy was hot and so tight around his girth, but he glided easily on her wetness. After a few cautious thrusts, he pushed himself all the way in, up to the hilt, and his lion purred at the feeling of being buried inside her. He lifted her thighs, and she responded by wrapping them around his waist, encouraging him to go deeper into her. As he thrust in and out, her pussy muscles rippled, clenching him, holding him tight. He kissed her lips, reddened from desire.
“Oh, baby, you’re so beautiful, so sexy,” he murmured, and he began to fuck her harder. Her breathing was hot and ragged in his ear, and her hands clawed at his back, each scratch leaving a shivery trail behind it. His back would bear her marks tomorrow morning – at least, he hoped so. As his tempo increased, her nails dug into his ass, pulling him closer. He couldn’t believe she could take so much of him and demanded more and more. His lion pushed at his skin, desperate to shift and take possession of her, and he held it back with an equal force. He could barely control it when he was mating, and he took his hands off Andrea’s body as his lion’s claws tried to push their way through. He also clenched his teeth to prevent it from roaring as it wanted to. It was too much. He pushed himself up on his arms and away from her body.
“I want to take you from behind,” he gasped. It was the only way he could give his lion a little freedom without scaring the hell out of her. And besides, he was longing to get a good view of the creamy globes of her ass as he fucked her.
He pulled his cock out of her pussy and she flipped over, eagerly, so he thought. His lion purred at the sight of her on her hands and knees, arching her back and presenting her ass to him. She looked so hot and vulnerable like this. He paused to lick her again, sliding his long tongue inside her, before he took his aching cock in his hand and guided it into her once more. She cried out again as he penetrated her, and she clenched down on him, softer and more accommodating in this position. He traced his fingertips over her round, white ass cheeks as he pumped in and out, before digging his nails into her hips. He entered her in long thrusts, coming almost the entire way out, before driving himself in again, all the way to the hilt. His pelvis slapped against her ass, a rough, primal sound. She groaned and yelped, and, as her sounds became louder, she dropped her head and pushed her face into the pillow to muffle them. This had the effect of raising her ass higher, and he purred in satisfaction at the sight of his cock disappearing between the two arched peaks.
Magnus’s lion was so close to the surface; his breath came in animal groans and grunts, and he fought the urge to lean forward and seize the back of her neck between his teeth. Instead, he fucked her harder and faster, as she turned to molten heat, and he couldn’t tell where her pussy ended and his cock began. It was pure, animalistic pleasure.
“Oh, my god!” she yelled. The tiny muscles inside her rippled and clenched him even tighter than before. She pushed her ass into his pelvis, jerking back and forth, fucking herself on him. And then she exploded, coming with a scream and a series of violent shudders. She spasmed so hard around him that it almost hurt. But it hurt real good, as if she was milking his cock. And suddenly, he exploded too, shooting his hot seed deep inside her, digging his nails into her ass, as his roar reverberated around the cabin and into the woods.
She collapsed onto her front, and he came with her, staying inside her. He eased her onto her side so he could spoon her, and he pulled the bedclothes over them.
“Andrea, you’re my mate, you’re mine. Forever,” he managed to say, stroking her face, before they fell asleep, their bodies entwined.
Chapter Ten
Andrea awoke to complete darkness. She felt happy and very relaxed, as she couldn’t recall feeling since childhood. The bed she was lying on was very comfortable, and she seemed to be held in some kind of cocoon. Magnus’s body was wrapped around her. She could scarcely believe it, but here he was. She reached out and touched the silky skin of his muscular forearm. She could hear his breathing, slow and regular, and smell the spicy, masculine scent of him. Her heart blossomed with happiness. Having sex with him had been the craziest, most intense experience of her life. He was an incredible lover, and he’d set her body on fire in a way she hadn’t thought was possible. Every nerve ending still seemed to be tingling from his ministrations. And then. Then he’d said something incredible to her. He said she was his, forever. But did he really mean it? Or did he just say it in the heat of passion? She wriggled, trying to turn a little so she could look at his face and see if it yielded any clues. But she couldn’t move at all. She was imprisoned by a strong arm wrapped around her waist, a heavy thigh pinning down one of hers. And something else. The center of her body seemed to be pinned by something too. He’s still inside me! At the realization, her pussy spasmed, squeezing his cock. She became more and more aware of him filling her, growing inside her. It was an unusual sensation, but very arousing. Is he fully hard now? She thought so; she didn’t think she could take any more of him. Experimentally, she moved her hips back and forth. Oh god, that feels good! Her pussy tingled, and she sensed that she was getting wet again. She began to move rhythmically, in tiny strokes, so as not to disturb him. It felt hot and mischievous to be fucking herself on Magnus’s cock as he slept. The tingling inside her was growing and growing. She needed more. Her pelvis made bigger jerks, her ass bumping against his hips, and, at last, he made a sleepy sound and then another sound, somewhere between a purr and a snarl.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he said, his voice a rumble in the darkness.
“Nothing!” she said, startled. Dread coursed through her body. Was he angry with her? He took hold of her hips and pushed himself even deeper inside her. She gasped.
“Well, it doesn’t feel like nothing,” he said. “In fact, it feels a lot like someone’s pussy is clenching around my cock.”
“Oh,” she said, and when she didn’t say anything else, he reached down and flicked her clit with his fingertip. She moaned and her pussy spasmed hard.
“Yes, just like that,” he said, in a purring tone. “In fact, if I didn’t know better, I’d think that you were trying to take advantage of me while I slept.”
“No. It wasn’t like that – ”
“Shh,” he said, and slipped a finger between her lips. Instinctively, she allowed it to slide into her mouth. It tasted of her juices. As she sucked on it, he made a little sound, his hips moving back and forth, and his cock filling her up deliciously. His finger slid further into her mouth. It was driving her crazy. She yearned to take his cock into her mouth like that.
“What do you think I should do to someone who wakes me up in the middle of the night by trying to use my body for her own pleasure?” he said.
“I’d probably demand that she made it up to me,” she tried to say, but his finger was making it impossible to speak. He withdrew it.
“What was that?” he said, and she repeated herself.
“I was thinking the same thing,” he purred. “Now, how would she make it up to me?”
“She’d like to show you,” Andrea said, and at the same time, she moved her pelvis forward, pulling herself off his cock. Then, she turned ar
ound and felt for him in the darkness, wrapping her hand around his big, thick shaft. He moaned. She sought out his mouth, and kissed him passionately as she stroked him. He returned her kisses, placing a hand on the back of her neck to keep her there, while he cupped and kneaded her breast with his other hand. His tongue plunged into her mouth over and over, and she knew what he wanted. She wanted it too, like she’d never wanted it before. She tore herself away from his mouth and scooted down his body.
At the first lick, his entire body stiffened and he muted a roar. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, tasting herself on him.
“Andrea, that’s incredible,” he muttered, and she picked up a shocked tone to his voice. She opened her mouth a little and took more of him in, placing her lips around the swollen head of his cock and sucking on him. His hips began to thrust, and she kept his hand on the base of his shaft, allowing him to move a little, but not too much as to overwhelm her. He tangled his fingers in her hair, and kept whispering words under his breath. Some didn’t seem to make any sense, but she picked out ‘baby’, and ‘unbelievable’ and ‘I love your mouth’ and, most often ‘you’re mine’. The little sighs he gave proved how much he was enjoying it. She loved it too. There was something so, so hot about him claiming her mouth, as well as her pussy. Unconsciously, her hand had slid between her thighs and she was touching herself, rhythmically circling her aching clit. As she approached orgasm, his thrusts became more forceful, and it was almost too much to take, as more and more of his cock filled her mouth. It didn’t dampen her arousal one bit; it was the scorching-hot domination that she’d craved for so long. But after a particularly forceful thrust made her cough, he withdrew himself from her mouth.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered, stroking her lips with a fingertip. “I kind of lost control of myself there.”
“It’s ok,” she whispered, her tongue snaking out and licking his finger. “Andrea, my mate, you’re one hell of a woman,” he said in wonder. “Now, get up here.” He lifted her up as if she weighed nothing and, before she knew it, she was on her knees, holding onto the headboard of the bed. A second later, he was behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and his, long thick cock was penetrating her again. She gave a wild moan as the very first thrust tipped her over the edge, detonating an explosion deep in the core of her being. Waves of euphoria rippled through her pussy as it gripped Magnus’s cock in one violent shudder after another. He moved skillfully inside her, coaxing several climaxes out of her, one after another after another, until she was spent.
Now, his movements became faster and he began to pound her hips, his cock going deep inside the core of her being. His breath came quick and short.
“I wish you were in season right now,” he hissed in her ear. “Because I want to fill your beautiful body with my seed and make you pregnant with my cubs.” He slid a hand down to her belly and stroked it with his huge hand. “I can’t wait for you to bear my young, to watch your belly growing every day.” Andrea’s breath caught in her throat. Wow, he did mean forever.
“Soon,” she replied, with a secret smile.
“Yes, my beautiful mate, I’m going to impregnate you very soon,” he said. He fucked her with abandon, in a series of hard thrusts as she braced herself on the bed, and at last he came, with an even louder roar than before.
They collapsed back into the bed, lying on their sides, Andrea’s face nestled into his light scattering of chest hair. He caressed her back and her ass tenderly.
“How did you know I’m not in season now?” Andrea asked him.
“I’m a lion. I’ve got a crazily intense sense of smell,” he replied, with a chuckle. “I know exactly when you’re fertile. Our species depends on it, of course.”
“So, when will that be?” she asked, intrigued. He took a deep sniff of her neck.
“Oh, in about five days,” he said. “And when that happens, you’d better bank on not leaving the bedroom for several days. Lions get lost in a mating frenzy when their mates come into season.”
“That sounds like my idea of heaven,” Andrea said, eyes shining.
“I’ll see if you’re still saying that after I’ve been claiming you in every which way for days on end,” he growled.
“I guess you will,” she exclaimed happily. Magnus’s expression became serious.
“I know what I said before, but I won’t pressure you into having my cubs until you’re ready for them,” he said. “We can use protection until that point.” Andrea stroked his face as she turned her thoughts over in her mind.
“I can’t wait to have your cubs. Everything’s happened so fast though. I feel like I’ll wake up tomorrow and discover that it was all a dream. I think I need a bit of time to get used to it,” she said with a laugh.
“Of course, baby,” he kissed her hand. “The most important thing is that you’re my mate. You’re my number one priority, from now on, and forever. And first and foremost, I want to enjoy being with you.” A warm, tingling feeling blossomed in Andrea’s stomach and spread all the way to her heart. No-one had said forever to her before. No-one had wanted her to be their number one. And now, this insanely good-looking, handsome, good-hearted man wanted her. Wanted her to have his babies. It was almost too good to be true. She pressed her lips against his collarbone, not trusting herself to say anything.
“Baby, are you ok?” he said, stroking her hair, his voice full of concern.
“How do you know you won’t get sick of my snarkiness one day?” she whispered. Magnus gave a roar of laughter.
“Uh, because I’ve been living with my own snarkiness all my life!” he said. “I actually think it’s pretty cool. And anyway, you’re my mate. That means that I’m here to protect you, to care for you and to make you happy. For the rest of our lives. It’s not conditional or optional. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life, Andrea, and I can’t wait for us to begin our lives together.” Andrea welled up with emotion. “Don’t cry, baby,” he whispered. “Just kiss me.” And she did, her tears of happiness making their mouths salty.
Chapter Eleven
Two weeks later
Magnus and Andrea skipped hand in hand through the forest. She was bubbling with excitement, and, from Magnus’s excited chatter, she knew he felt the same. They held their breath as they rounded the corner of the track, and, finally, there it was: the new cabin. It was absolutely stunning. The bears had made it to their exact specifications and finished it in beautiful varnished maple wood. It fitted in so harmoniously with the rest of the forest that it wouldn’t be obvious to passersby, but it was also a masterpiece in elegance. They walked up to the front door. There was a wooden heart carved into the door, and a wreath of spring flowers hanging from a hook. The guys had left the key in the lock. Magnus turned the door handle and opened the door wide.
“Wait,” he said, as Andrea stepped towards the threshold. He bent down and swept her into his arms, before carrying her into the house. “Welcome to our new home, my beautiful mate,” he said. He held her at the foot of their new curved staircase, and they kissed. At last, he deposited her gently on the ground, and they ran around, exploring.
Everything was perfect. The bears hadn’t missed or skimped on anything. The bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen and living room were immaculate. And then there was the spa room. It was lined with a mosaic of beautiful blue tiles.
“How did they do all this so fast?” Andrea asked.
“Beats me,” Magnus said cheerfully. He went over to the hot tub and turned the faucets on. “But it would be rude not to try it out at least, wouldn’t it?” Andrea opened the cupboards and squeaked in excitement to see that they were already filled with towels.
“When did you do this?” she said.
“Oh, I had it all organized yesterday,” he said airily. “I wanted everything to be perfect for you arrival.” She threw her arms around him.
“Magnus, you’re so amazing and thoughtful,” she said.
“That’s because you�
��re my mate and your smallest wish is my command,” he said.
“Oh, I love you.”
“I love you too baby.” He encircled her with his strong, muscular arms, making her feel like she was the only girl in the world. She squeezed her eyes shut tight, still unable to believe that all of this was real.
The hot tub was ready and they undressed each other quickly, taking turns to strip off one item of clothing at a time. They paused, taking a moment to feast their eyes on each other, before they jumped in. Andrea didn’t think she’d ever tire of staring at Magnus’s gorgeous body. He seemed to have grown even more muscular over the past few days, following lots of long runs in the forest. His pecs, biceps, abs, thighs, everything was perfectly honed. And his cock was always ready for her. As soon as he saw her naked, he was hard and eager to mate with her. He loved her body; she was beginning to believe it, and to be less shy about him seeing it. They climbed into the tub and sat entwined in each other’s arms as powerful jets massaged them all over.
“This is bliss,” Andrea said, in perfect contentment. “Do you think the baby likes it?”
“I think he loves it,” Magnus answered.
“He?”
“It smells like a he.” Andrea raised an eyebrow.
“It’s enough of a stretch that you can smell that I’m pregnant, never mind the gender of the baby.”
“Of course I can smell that you’re pregnant. Your scent has changed markedly in the past few days. But to be honest, after all the sex we had while you were in season, I’d be very surprised if you weren’t.”
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