One in a Billion Bear ~ Brady: Book 1 (A BWWM BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Werebear New Adult Romance)

by Caelia Portier

  Brady went outside and I didn’t even want to look. Then I heard some noise, like tearing and popping, and rushed to the door.

  There was a grizzly bear just off the porch. A big one. It was terrifying and strange. He just stood there on all fours staring at me intently. Where the hell did Brady go?

  And then, I knew. The eyes looked the same. Bright, intense, determined, and stormy, with a glint of gold. He didn’t move at all. I looked around for Brady, the real human Brady, but couldn’t see him anywhere. The bear remained still and watchful. I couldn’t believe I was doing it, but I opened the glass sliding door slowly and took a step outside.

  “How is this possible?” I looked around again for man-shaped Brady. My attention was jolted back to the grizzly bear when he took a couple steps towards me.

  “Brady?” I gulped.

  I thought my ears were tricking me, because the bear gently growled.

  I said incredulously, “Did you just…growl at me?”

  Again, the bear growled again, but this time, solemnly.

  “Okay. I’m talking to a bear. A bear is growling at me. A bear who is also a man, a man whose name is Brady. Penelope, have you lost it?” I felt crazy. “This is the secret. You were afraid I wouldn’t want you anymore.”

  The grizzly took a few more steps forward, looking at me imploringly. I could’ve reached my hand out and touched his nose. When I did reach my hand up slightly, he bowed his head and licked it gently.

  Trying to joke, I said, “Well, I was afraid you wouldn’t want me because I’m fat, so…”

  But this time his growl was deeper, almost angry. Obviously, Brady was not amused.

  “Okay, okay. Bad joke. But um, I’d really like to finish our date, if you’re still hungry.”

  His look said unequivocally, yes.

  It’s hard to describe what happened exactly. He roared and his body just sort of sunk into itself, becoming small. The fur fell around him like grass clippings and scattered. He was then standing in my yard completely naked. This seemed like a bad time to wantonly enjoy his glorious state, so I turned shyly and went inside the house with him close behind…to let him collect himself, so to speak.

  Once we were inside Brady grabbed my wrist, halting my movement. He stepped closer to me, and I felt his breath on the nape of my neck. I shuddered and bit my lip, wanting him so badly but at the same time being afraid to act.

  He’s a bear shifter! What would that mean for our future? What if we were to have children? Or would they be “cubs”? Penelope, why are you even thinking about this?

  As these thoughts and concerns filled my mind, Brady delicately licked the outside edge of my ear from top to bottom, then took my earlobe into his mouth and bit it gently, tugging. I gasped and arched my back, my ass pressing into him. I could feel his erection against me and whimpered. He slid his other hand up the back of my thigh and then around to my front, suddenly pulling me closer to him and his thrust his hips forward into me. I felt consumed.

  “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do, Penelope,” Brady whispered softly into my ear while holding my body against him.

  It was seductive, but also endearing. He was still afraid I’d reject him and to be fair, I was considering it. But none of the arguments I made with myself to kick him out held much water. He was obviously a good man. Does it matter that he’s also a grizzly bear? Besides, he had saved me once already, and I felt so safe, so secure with him.

  I clasped Brady’s hands and moved them away from me, so that I could turn to face him. His body stiffened, concerned. I was going to say something, but everything I could say sounded…unnecessary. So I just continued holding one of his hands, and after giving him a look that I hoped would reassure him, I led him into my bedroom….

  Light from the kitchen and dining room partially lit our path, but the bedroom was mostly dim, and I was relieved. I thought Brady would miss seeing my blushing cheeks or wouldn’t notice the way my chest rose and fell rapidly with my pounding heart.

  I felt so nervous and vulnerable, yet resolutely driven to be with him. When we were beside the bed, I turned to face him and took a deep breath. His sharp grey eyes looked at mine and I knew we felt the same way.

  I was the first to break eye contact. I looked at his lips, his broad shoulders, his muscular chest and arms, his washboard abs, then, with courage, looked at his erect penis, which was alarmingly long, thick, and enticing. Thinking about his beautiful cock inside me, I inhaled slowly and bit my lip. When I demurely looked back at him, feeling shy again, he smiled knowingly.

  “I think you’re wearing too much clothing,” he said.

  I couldn’t speak. I simply nodded.

  Brady smirked, but his eyes were serious, fixated. He took a step closer and held the hem of my dress for second, just long enough for my anticipation to build, and then pulled the dress up over my head, little by little. As his hands grazed my thighs, stomach, and arms, I felt split between fainting on the spot or ripping my clothing away and throwing my body at him violently. He removed my bra and knelt to worship my breasts.

  I put my hands on his shoulders and dug my nails in. He growled, and gentle caresses turned to aggressive, slightly painful biting and tugging of my nipples. I moaned, brought my hands up to his head, fisting his thick dark hair. I couldn’t even think of what I wanted, what he should do next or what I should do. I just wanted his mouth on me.

  Brady kissed his way further down my body. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled my pussy sharply toward him, burying his face between my legs and inhaling deeply to smell my arousal. I practically screamed in pleasure and frustration. He tilted his head to look up at me and I saw wicked amusement in his eyes as he removed my panties.

  I hoped he wasn’t done and thankfully he wasn’t. Brady’s mouth hovered just in front of me before he flicked my clit with his tongue. Then once more. And again. He licked the length of my labia with luxuriant slowness before intensifying his torture and sliding a finger inside me, stroking my aroused g-spot. I moaned and twisted against him, but he held my hips firmly.

  When I whimpered and looked at him with the full intensity of my split feelings, the look in his eyes told me that he understood. I needed him inside me.

  But I didn’t wait for his response. I got onto the bed and laid down on my back, parting my legs so he could see me, all of me.

  To my satisfaction, his eyes brightened and he said, almost breathless, “You’re amazing, Penelope. Absolutely amazing.”

  Brady got onto the bed and knelt between my legs, stroking my skin and looking me over lustfully. I leaned upward to look at him there between my legs, his beautiful cock glistening with pre-cum, and looking large even compared to his considerably sized hands.

  “Do it. Please.” It came out before I could think about it, second-guess myself, judge myself.

  Brady smiled warmly, almost lovingly, and leaned down over me on one arm, using his other hand to guide himself inside. As the head of his cock stroked my labia, then my clit, and then finally touched just the outside of my vagina, I gasped and thrust my hips forward. I didn’t look at him, but I knew he enjoyed this torture.

  Before I could complain, Brady suddenly thrust his cock inside me, and it felt like I had been struck by lightning. All of me was electrified. Normally it took me a while to lose my inhibitions during sex and get really excited, but with Brady, it was immediate and all-consuming. When I powerfully matched his initial thrusts, he growled, and swept his hand up behind my head and fisted my hair while his other hand gripped my left hip tightly.

  Gradually we went from slow, deep thrusts, to a more rapid pace and he leaned back on his knees, pulling my hips up sharply so that my hips were tilted, and with each thrust his cock hit my g-spot perfectly, stroking it smoothly.

  My body went from feeling amazing to incomprehensible. I moaned and thrashed, trying not to scratch him, but also felt fully possessed by his sensation. When my nails scratched his chest, Brady grow
led, and slammed into me even harder and faster. It was too much, the building tension was too intense. I realized I was screaming and had my eyes tightly closed.

  When I opened them, they were instantly full of tears, and his piercing gold and grey eyes were watching me. His face looked slightly pained and I knew he would come soon. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to see his face.

  I felt his body begin to tense up and I begged, feverishly, “Come inside me. Please.”

  Brady growled loudly, and he wrapped his arms around me tightly as he thrust deep into me. His cock jerked, and I felt him release his load deep inside me. Suddenly, I too was sent over the edge, and my body exploded in waves of pleasure as I tightened around his shaft.

  “You’re…now…mine,” Brady softly moaned in my ear as he came deep inside of me, and I simultaneously whispered his name and wrapped my legs firmly around his ass while we both rode our orgasms to their ends.

  I’m not sure how much time passed that we remained curled up in my bed not speaking, just stroking each other’s skin. Finally, Brady said, “I can’t believe you wanted me to come inside you.”

  “I’m not sure what came over me, I just…” I couldn’t think of a way to explain myself. I glanced down at his muscular chest.

  “It’s okay. I understand that some things are just… instinctual.”

  We both caught each other’s gaze and started laughing.

  “Yeah, it occurred to me that I could become pregnant, but as crazy as it sounds, that just made me feel more excited about it.”

  Brady smiled and kissed me deeply, slowly. When he pulled back a few inches from my face, I could see his eyes looked more heated and predatory than they did before.

  “Well, that time might not have done it. Maybe we should try again.” Brady inhaled deeply. “I think you are ready.”

  The way he smiled at me reminded me of that first night we met, and how much I swooned over that perfect and safe smile.

  I wanted to try again…just in case…I pushed my ass up against him, hoping, and ready, for him to animalistically take me from behind.

  How could I resist this man? My bear….

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