by Sway Jones
“Yes Ryan!” she screamed as her orgasm took her over the edge. Her back arched up off the bed, the only thing keeping her secured to it was Ryan’s big body over her. Every cell in her body burst into one long electrical pulse that undulated from her head to her toes.
But he didn’t let up on her. He lowered his head and sucked in a throbbing nipple, pebbled hard from her orgasm already. A little nip of that satiny, sensitive skin threw her over the edge again, her back arching offering even more of herself up to him despite the slight pain.
Turning her over as her body still shook from her last orgasm, Ryan left a trail of wet kisses down her spine. When he blew on her, he was rewarded with an intense shiver, a vestige left over from her climax but which he was able to draw out of her again.
She squealed when he bit her on the ass – hard. That would leave a mark, he thought with satisfaction. It would be his sign of ownership until he could truly mark her with his bite in the area between her neck and throat and then inside as well with his seed.
“Don’t – ohhh!” she sounded as his mouth and fingers began to explore her puckered hole. She hadn’t realized how supersensitive she was there especially in the area between her pussy and her asshole. “Sweet God!”
“Yes I am your god.”
She smiled at his cockiness. But she didn’t disagree with him. He was her god at that moment. She would do anything he asked her to do, worshipping and showing her obedience to him.
“Oh Ryan!” she cooed when he ran his tongue up her wet slit. Her whole body shuddered, as he tasted her. She couldn’t believe he was touching her so intimately. She hadn’t expected that. Why would she? No man had ever wanted to lick her. Why would she think that he’d want to let alone do so?
“Baby you are so sweet,” he commented lifting his head from her buffet. “I can’t get enough of you.”
It seemed like he was down there for hours making her come several times. She was so inundated with pleasure that she lost count. It felt like one long orgasm. As soon as she came down from one, he ratcheted up his tongue on her clit and brought her to the precipice again pushing her over with a slight pinch or squeeze.
He ran his hands down her legs enjoying their soft smoothness. Reluctantly pulling himself away from her sweet pussy, his mouth trailed after his hands, switching between the both of them.
Bending her knee, he raised up her feet into the air so that he could better suck on her toes. When he said everywhere, he meant everywhere, she thought giggling from his mouth on her ticklish flesh.
When he was done with her foot, he made his way up her back lapping up her sweat as he went. He loved feeling her shiver beneath his lips and tongue. No other woman had been so responsive to him, so sensitive and reactive. It was like she craved his touch.
Lord knew he needed her as much if not more. The mating bond was tightening with every swipe of his tongue on her body, every smell of her aroused scent.
She was his perfection. He only hoped he was hers.
Chapter 9
After snuggling for a while, they got up, washed up and went back to breakfast, which was cold. Starting over Waverly made Ryan a hearty meal. As she walked around the kitchen he kept reaching out to touch her. She giggled every time he grabbed and kissed her.
After breakfast, Ryan made his way home after dropping Waverly at her car and making plans to see her that night. The snowplows had been through and he felt good about letting her drive home and later to his farm.
When he got home he threw himself into taking care of the animals. Working alongside his three brothers they moved silently, all of them wondering what Ryan had been doing the night before with his speed date. They didn’t ask knowing he would tell them when he was ready.
After working for eight hours straight, the four brothers quit to east. It was then that Ryan told his brothers that Waverly was coming over later for dinner and they were not to come over for the rest of the night. Each brother had his own home with Ryan’s home being the biggest and closest to the working area of the farm. It was usually the gathering place for all of them for meals.
“I told you,” Hank drawled smirking at him as he was leaving to head home next door.
“Yes you did Hank,” Ryan conceded graciously. “I am grateful you signed me up. You found me my mate.”
“You’re welcome,” he said smiling. “I’m glad you found her brother.”
“So am I.”
Chapter 10
Waverly didn’t mind driving in the snow. She liked being by herself out on the roads but knew that was also the downside, being alone in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully she hadn’t lost her cell signal for very long. Ryan must have a cell tower on his land.
Turning left at the sign for Garrison Farm, she drove down a paved driveway toward some lights in the middle of the darkness. She wasn’t anxious because of the falling snow. Meeting Ryan again was terrifying her. What if he had changed his mind? What if he realized that she wasn’t his mate? Would he be too embarrassed to introduce her to his brothers?
“Just relax,” she admonished herself. “Just see what happens. It won’t be the first time a date goes wrong. You can handle it. You won’t die.”
No one had died from being humiliated had they?
She parked in front of the huge house in the middle of five houses. Ryan had described his home perfectly. It was two stories tall with a huge wraparound porch. It was a pale blue color that almost hid it in the falling snow.
Before she could open her car door, Ryan was there helping her out. He wrapped an arm around her and hurried her inside.
“You made it,” he said relieved, not letting go of her once they were inside his home, pulling her into a hug. “I was so worried.”
“Ryan,” she whispered breathing in deeply his clean scent. “I – I missed you.”
“I missed you too sweetness.”
Fisting his hand in her long hair, he met with little resistance when he pulled her head back to kiss her. He bent his head, his mouth caressing hers. Then, like a flame to gasoline, the kiss turned burning. Frantic. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, tasting her, devouring her, unable to get enough of her sweet taste.
God the man knew how to kiss, she thought hazily. He made her heart pound and her knees tremble. If he wanted he could have his way with her right there in the foyer. But he pulled away, letting go of her. Reluctantly, she thought. She hoped.
“Welcome to my home,” he managed to get out clearing his throat of the desire threatening to overwhelm him. “Let me take your coat.”
“Thank you.”
“Wow that dress is beautiful.” She wore a pretty dark green wrap dress that accentuated her hourglass figure.
She blushed smiling coyly. “Thank you. I – uh forgot I had it but saw it while I was – searching for – something to wear. You look great too.”
He did. His grey waffle shirt was stretched taut over his well-developed upper body. His jeans hugged his legs showing off the thick muscles of his legs. The cowboy boots completed the rugged outfit.
Seeing her appreciate his body so openly made his bear roar with pride. His mate found him sexually attractive. It was a heady feeling, one that had him scrambling for control over his more primal drives.
Holding out his hand to her, he gave her the choice to join him in his home. He tried to calm his nerves but couldn’t until she placed her small hand in his large paw. With her choice made he let out a breath he hadn’t been aware of holding in.
He smiled easily at her and then turned to lead her to the kitchen.
They shared a simple meal of baked chicken and steamed broccoli, the extent of Ryan’s cooking skills. Waverly found out more about his three brothers, Hank, Jay and Jonathan. Ryan found out she was an only child and had a best friend who was like a sister to her.
As they cleaned up they decided to watch a movie. Waverly didn’t want to go home just yet. She hoped the kiss he had greeted her with was a taste of more to co
me.
While he turned on the huge flat screen TV on and called up a list of movies, she looked out the huge front window at her car. She could barely contain her smile when she did. She barely could make out her car nearly buried in the snow. It looked like she would need the bag she packed in case she got snowed in.
“Where you going?” His bear wanted to roar the question but he managed to keep it to a light growl. She had put her long coat back on and her boots.
“I brought a bag in case the snow was too much for me to drive home in,” she explained a little frightened by his domineering tone. “I was going to go get it.”
He smelled the tangy edge of her fear and immediately cursed himself for being so suspicious of her. His bear was scared of losing her now that they had found her. But he knew he was coming off as controlling. She was an independent woman that wouldn’t abide that kind of behavior.
“I’ll go get it for you,” he replied lightly. “I don’t have to get all bundled up again.”
He came up to her and helped her take her coat off. “Have a seat and scroll through the movies for one you want to watch.”
“Ok,” she agreed to quickly, her fear dissipating, thankful that she didn’t have to go out there in the cold. “The bag is in the passenger seat.”
“I’ll be back in a second.”
“You find something?” he asked coming back in with her bag. He was covered in snow. Shaking himself like a dog – or bear as the true case was, she giggled at the flakes that fell off him.
“Thank you for doing that,” she said popping up from her seat to take the bag from him. She reached up to try and give him a kiss on the cheek but couldn’t reach him until he bent down to her.
“Not a problem. I’m glad you thought of it. Just in case.” He grinned. She smiled shyly.
“I’ll put it in your room,” he said not letting go of the bag. “Have a seat and pick out a movie.”
“Find something that interests you?” he asked coming back and finding her curled up at one end of his large sectional sofa.
“A couple of movies,” she answered looking up at him. She smiled softly to herself when he sat down next to her, almost crowding her. She didn’t mind, enjoying his heat and scent so close.
“Great. We’ve got all night,” he rumbled hoping that they would be doing something other than watching movies. Just because they weren’t having sex didn’t mean they couldn’t make out a little. Or a lot.
Waverly shivered at his seductive tone. She shifted herself to now be curled up toward him. When the movie started, Ryan dimmed the lights in the great room from his remote. He was rewarded with her laying her head on his shoulder. He had hoped the dark would facilitate her relaxation with him.
Twenty minutes into the movie he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He lifted her head with a finger underneath her chin. Even in the dark he could see her big brown eyes staring up at him with such need. He and his bear wanted to satiate that need but he needed to take it slow with her. They had forever together to explore each other. Best to relax and enjoy themselves.
His lips were so soft and gentle tears pricked her eyes. No one had ever been so tender with her. Her parents had been efficient with her. They weren’t exactly touchy-feely kind of people.
His kiss soon grew more desperate as did her body. Soon they were laying on the sofa his big body on top of hers. She relished the feeling of being pinned down by him, secured by him. Her arms couldn’t encircle him he was so much larger than her but she wasn’t afraid of his size and strength. Nothing could get to her with him between her and the world.
Ryan allowed his mouth to wander from her mouth to her arched neck. As he went lower, he nosed aside the dress she wore so that he could gain access to her luscious tits. His tongue pushed aside her lacy bra cup, curling around her hardened nipple. Her moan just about did him in but the taste of her flesh was more intoxicating to him. He needed more of her.
“Oh Ryan,” she sighed as he laved her nipples moving from one to the other, back and forth, over and over again. She ran her fingers through his thick brown hair and down his back. Pulling on his shirt, she gasped when she felt his hot, smooth skin underneath her palms. He was damn real. This wasn’t some fantasy or daydream. This was a real man, really kissing her!
She whimpered as he went farther down her body. Her anxiety rose as he raised the hemline of her dress.
“Fuck sweetness,” he moaned when he saw the garter belt and the black thigh highs attached. “You are so fucking sexy.”
“Thank yo –” Her words caught in her throat when she felt him rip her lace panties off. Before she could say anything else, his tongue swiped at her clit. Her back arched involuntarily in intense pleasure. She nearly came from that one slight touch of her body.
“Oh God!” she cried out over and over as he worked her flesh like a dog with a bone. Or more precisely a bear with his favorite honeycomb.
No man had ever gone down on her. One man told her it was because he didn’t want to see all that flesh up close. He could fuck her without having to deal with her weight but the cunnilingus was too much for a girl like her to ask. Needless to say he had not been given the opportunity to fuck her.
“You taste so sweet baby girl,” he growled, tearing himself away from her slick pussy. “I could eat you all night long.”
“Please!”
“Please what baby? Please eat you all night long or do you want something else?”
“I need you.”
“You got me baby. I’m right here.” He climbed back up her body to look her in the eye. Laying his forehead on hers, he asked, “What do you want Waverly?”
“I need you inside me,” she said in a strangled voice her desire boiling over, a low current of a tremble rolling through her.
“I can’t baby girl. Not yet.”
“You don’t want me?” she asked frightened that maybe he was teasing her as part of some game.
“That isn’t true,” he growled, grabbing her hand and placing it on his incredibly hard erection. “That’s how much I want you. I ache to be banging myself into you so hard you won’t be able to walk but –”
“No ‘but’s,’ ” she interrupted. “Please no.”
“Honey you need to be absolutely sure you want to give me your precious gift,” he told her gruffly. “I’m in this relationship not just for today but for the long term. I need you with me in my future. Our future. But if you have any hesitation you need to keep your virginity and give it to the man you will spend the rest of your life with.”
“Why does it matter so much to you?” she asked, hurting physically from his denial of her. “It’s only sex.”
“Not for me it isn’t,” he growled. “This is more than only fucking. This is tying our souls together in the most intimate of ways. Can you give me that Waverly?”
“I don’t know what you’re asking for. I am willing to give you my body.”
“But not your soul,” he sighed sadly.
“Nobody has ever wanted my soul,” she pouted. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Marry me!” he exclaimed, letting her know exactly what he wanted from her.
He smiled when she blushed and her lips quirked up into a shy curve.
“How can you want to marry me?” she asked with much skepticism. “You don’t have to promise me forever just to fuck me.”
“Waverly I am promising you forever because I love you. You’re my mate. There is no doubt in my mind that we are supposed to be together as husband and wife. We are going to have children, lots of children. I will take care of you and you will take care of me. We are mates.”
“Lots of children?” she squeaked.
“Yes. I want you pregnant with my cubs as soon as possible.”
“What if I don’t want to be pregnant right now?” she asked, a little irritated by all the plans he was making for the both of them. “Why can’t we have protected mind-blowing sex for now?”
“We
will have that too,” he said with a grin. “Most definitely. But I want more Waverly. And until you’ve decided what you want, I think we need to take things slow.”
“Why does it have to be one or the other? Are you trying to entice me into marriage with your cock?” she asked, smiling despite the premise of the question.
He shook his head and looked very serious.
“No baby girl,” he said gravely. “That is not what I am doing. I am however, offering you more than just my cock.”
“Marriage?”
“Protection. Security. Companionship. Love.”
“I would like that,” she agreed hesitantly. “I – care about you – very much Ryan. More than just – sex. You make me feel – cherished. No one has ever done that before. I want more of you. When I’m not with you, I – miss you.”
His bear wanted to claim her right then and there. Even though she hadn’t said the “L” word, she said everything else correctly. She cared! She wanted more than just sex with him. It was something he could work with.
“It’s so crazy. We’ve only known each other less than two days, most of which we slept through! But there is something about you that calls to every feminine need I have inside me. You make me feel like such a – lady.”
“You are Waverly. A charming, beautiful, smart woman.”
“I know biologically I am a woman. Unfortunately in my experience people, men in particular, think of me more like livestock than a woman.”
“They’re assholes,” he gritted out; angry with these men he didn’t even know.
“Thank you for thinking that they are. I agree with you. I guess I’m wondering why you, as handsome and smart as you are, would ever be attracted to someone like me.”
“From what little I know of you sweetness, I ask myself why shouldn’t I take this woman to be my mate for life? You’re everything. The complete package as far as I and my bear are concerned.”
“But you barely know me,” she argued. “I barely know you.”
“But you know that I would protect you against anything and anyone who would harm you. You know that, don’t you?”
