Mason had saved her.
He was her hero.
Mason hugged her back, and his warmth spread through her again.
“What are you Mason?” she whispered.
She looked up into his eyes and he looked down into hers. This man really was such a big, brute, but he was caring and loving, and as he held her there, even now she knew he was hiding an incredible secret, she still wanted him.
“I’m a werebear Megan,” he whispered. “I’m dangerous, and I’m unpredictable… But I’ve also been waiting for the other half of me for some time… and when you walked into the bar the other night… I knew you’d arrived.”
She felt her spine tingle.
“You’re the one I’ve been waiting for,” he said as he cupped her face and kissed her softly on the forehead.
They held each other close as they merged into the thickness of the woods for cover.
Mason was still naked, and they had to get back down the mountain.
Megan’s head was a mess, but she knew every word he was speaking was true.
They were meant for each other.
They had both been lost…
And now they had finally been found.
Chapter Nine
Megan sat on the edge of her bed as she listened to the sounds of the shower filter through from the adjoining bathroom. Alyssa had berated her when she had turned back up to the lodge, but she had smuggled Mason in without her seeing, and had apologized her way out of not following her down the mountain.
“I’m just not a skier,” she had lied, trying to hide the look of fright and horror from her face.
She had just almost been killed.
And now her new boyfriend had turned into a bear and ripped her ex to shreds in front of her very eyes.
How is this my life? She thought as she watched the outline of Mason washing himself in the shower. The steam was billowing out in thick clouds, and the delicious smell of pine, and the forest, was filling the room.
The sun was already going down, and darkness was descending over the mountain.
It was Christmas Eve.
Megan walked across to the window and looked out and down towards the town. The air and sky were clear, and she could sense that there was going to be snow.
Behind her, the sound of the shower stopped, and she held her breath as she waited for him to emerge.
Even after all she had seen, and all she now knew… She still craved him. She still wanted him more than anyone she had ever met in her entire life.
As the door creaked open and he stepped into her bedroom, she turned and felt her breath catch in her throat. He stood there, dripping wet, muscular and tattooed, with the water trickling down his chiseled abs to his waist. His dark hair was slicked back, and his stubble looked fresh, and his eyes glistened.
Her heart started to race.
He was so handsome. He was literally everything she ever could have wanted and so much more.
He took a step closer, and Megan could feel the anticipation in the air. She had been waiting for what felt like forever to have him alone like this, and now they were there in her bedroom. She smiled at him coyly, and locked her hands together behind her back. If she didn’t, she knew that she was going to rush over to him and pounce on him, and she wanted him to take her exactly the way he wanted to.
He grunted as he took a step closer, and her whole body stood to attention. She could already feel the red-hot heat coming from him, and she could sense the power that he was hiding. The other worldly-ness that she had noticed when they had initially met, the gruff voice, and his huge frame, all came together, and in an instant the word she had been searching for to describe him popped into her head like a firecracker…
Grizzly, she thought with a wry smile. He is grizzly, and ferocious, and so completely dangerous and frightening that I know this is crazy, but I want it anyway.
He took another step closer, and neither of them spoke a word. Their eyes were locked in on each other’s and Megan reached up to her t-shirt and pulled it off over her head, so she was standing there in just her bra and panties.
Mason’s eyes were alive with desire, and he reached down to his waist where he unhooked the towel and let it fall slowly to the floor.
In between her legs her pussy was aching, seeing him there naked again, but this time knowing what his intentions were, was turning her on to the point of frenzy.
This amazing man who was with her, giving her all this attention, was one of the most incredible creatures to ever walk the earth.
He is a Werebear, she thought, as she moved closer to him. And he wants you… He saved you… He chose you…
When she was only a foot away from him, he reached out and took hold of her by the elbow and pulled her close to him. She could already feel his power, and she knew beneath the surface he had an animal lurking. One that could tear her apart, one that could destroy her if he wanted to.
She gasped as he wrapped his huge arms around her, sweeping her up and pushing her against the side of the bed. He dipped her backwards and lifted her legs so that he could lift them around his waist, and as she trailed her fingers across his muscles, she moaned with desire.
Mason grabbed at her huge, swelling breasts, rubbing his face into them and nibbling them softly. His arms were so powerful, pinning her into the mattress and pulling down her bra to expose her huge and heaving chest, his eyes lit up with excitement when he saw them, and he bit his lip.
He slid his hand between her legs to separate them, before slipping between them and rubbing himself on her. She could feel him, big and hard inside his boxers. The feeling of him pressed against her was exquisite, and she gasped as a wave of pleasure pulsed through her, making her gush for him in her panties.
“I want you, Megan,” he panted as he kissed her hard on the neck. “I need to be inside you.”
She had never wanted anything more, and she held his face in her hands so that she could look at him deeply in the eyes.
There was so much between them.
Their bond was already strong and true, and this was the final step towards sealing it for all time.
There was magic in the air around them, and as he gripped onto her and pulled her further up to the top of the bed she felt weightless and as if he had been made exactly for her.
He pulled her panties down, and searched her pussy, slipping a huge wet finger inside her as she writhed against him. She moaned with pleasure, and hoped that Alyssa had taken herself outside, or was somewhere else deep within the lodge, listening to music and completely unaware of what was happening.
Mason pinned her down into the pillows and grunted as he thrust against her. She could feel his dick hard in his pants, and Megan managed to wriggle a hand free so that she could let her hand wander to find him. When she first managed to wrap her hand around it she couldn’t believe how big he was. She had never been with a man who was that size before and suddenly she was scared…
How was she going to take him and his huge bear cock?
Mason groaned and moved between her legs, so he could position his massive length at her opening. He looked at her deep in the eyes as he slowly but firmly pushed himself inside of her, penetrating her inch by inch, and opening her wider than she had ever been.
She gasped as the pleasure rippled through her. Mason pinned her down again, and thrust himself in and out of her, his intense heat filling her up, and making them one.
She felt weightless as he gripped onto her soft thighs and pounded her. His stubble was like razor blades, nicking her skin, but the pain was good, and she wanted more.
His arms were heavy and hairy, and his groans turned to grunts, getting louder, deeper, gruffer. He was taking on another persona. His whole demeanor was changing with the more pleasure he experienced. Megan’s world was a haze of muscles and growls, and rough, sharp hands, as his nails dug into her.
She opened herself up to him like a flower, and his hot hard dick pumped in and out
of her, bringing her to the edge of the most intense release she had ever known.
She gripped onto him, her whole body tensed up as he fucked her, hitting her spot so hard and good she knew that she could not hold on any longer. She fell back in an explosive rush of pleasure, just as she felt Mason’s body tense and jerk, and his hot seed pumped up inside of her.
He emptied his huge load deep in her pussy, gripping onto her hard as the heat rose from him. Her whole body spasmed as she came, and she bit onto his shoulder, unable to control herself anymore. As she did, an explosive roar came from deep within him, the power along with it so impressive she knew that from then on something between them had changed.
In that instant she knew she was his.
Mason had claimed her.
They collapsed into each other’s arms, and Megan quivered as he kissed her neck.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the second I lay eyes on you,” he whispered as he looked deeply into her eyes. “You’re mine now…”
Megan couldn’t help but smile.
In a matter of days, her whole world had changed, but now she was lying there with him, she had no idea how they had ever existed apart.
Chapter Ten
The snow fell silently outside on the deck, and Mason wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. Letting her know that he was never letting go.
Somewhere inside the lodge, Alyssa was blasting Christmas carols, and the whole cabin was filled with the scent of winter. Cookies were baking, chestnuts were roasting on the huge open fire, and wine had been corked and poured. Somewhere in the oven, a turkey was cooking, and on the stove vegetables were boiling away.
The feast was going to be huge.
A feast fit for a king.
Or a bear…
Megan smiled as her and Mason looked down over the town and at all the twinkling lights below. The snow had been falling for hours, and they had sat together and watched it, completely unable to tear themselves apart.
Being claimed by a bear was one of the most exciting experiences she had ever known, and it was one she wanted to savor forever.
“You two love birds want some of this wine or what?” Alyssa called through from inside the lodge.
Mason kissed Megan on the head and slipped his big, rough hand into hers before they made their way back through the glass doors and into the kitchen.
It had been a Christmas like no other, and certainly one that neither of them would ever forget.
When they had emerged from Megan’s bedroom the night before they had explained to Alyssa that they were together. She had looked at them both as if they were mad, but this was a secret that Megan was going to have to carry all on her own.
She had to stay true to her man. And she could never reveal what he truly was. Not to anyone.
“Well I hope he’s staying for Christmas then?” was all Alyssa had managed.
And Mason had laughed and smiled, “You bet.”
Now, they had spent a magical Christmas Day together, cuddled up on the couch on the veranda, watching the snow fall, drinking red wine, opening gifts, and listening to festive music. Up on the mountain they could see skiers weaving in and out of the pine trees, and at one point Megan was sure that she heard a roar from somewhere way up there.
“Your brothers must be missing you,” she whispered into Mason’s ear before he kissed her delicately on the side of the head and pulled her closer to him.
“When I tell them, they’ll understand,” he smiled.
And Megan knew with all certainly that this was the truth.
They settled down in front of the fire and Megan climbed up onto Mason’s knee. He wrapped his big arms around her and held her tightly, and she had never felt so safe and protected before in her entire life.
Things were going to be different for her now.
She no longer had to be afraid.
She had her man.
Her protector.
Her bear.
She had fled her home city, and run away to the mountains looking to spend the holidays alone, and she had gone and found love.
She hadn’t been expecting to receive anything this year of any significance, and yet she had been given the best gift of all.
She had a bear for Christmas.
And she was sure that this was one gift, she would never, ever, be giving back…
THE END
SECRET BONUS FEATURE!
A PARANORMAL SUSPENSE ROMANCE
BLACK MAGIC
FROM KASSANDRA CROSS
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Kassandra Cross
His eyes.
So dark and deep… I could fall into them and never resurface.
As his hands reach for me and pull me closer, there’s an electricity between us that is so fierce it’s frightening. I know there is nowhere else I would rather be, but so much is telling me to run.
He’s bad.
And I know it.
But I can’t stop wanting him. No matter how hard I try.
There’s just something about him that makes me want more. It’s as if we were always supposed to be here. As if there was never anything else.
He’s been waiting for me…
And now I’m here, I’m never letting go.
He may be bad, but he’s mine.
And now I am his…
Forever…
Chapter 1
I’d convinced myself it was never going to happen, but I learned the hard way that even denial catches up with you in the end.
They’d never had a bad marriage, and so it was a shock to me more than anything when one day they came home and told me it was over. I had stood there in the kitchen looking from one of them to the other, waiting for a punchline that never came…
I was sure it must have been a joke, but no one was laughing… and in the end it really wasn’t funny.
“You’ll be okay,” my dad had said as I watched him packing his bags in the dressing room.
He was sweeping in suits still on the hangers in big armfuls and ditching them into his matching monogram cases. The half-light drifted in from the hallway and cast shadows around the room that were more comforting than being able to see his face. Because I already knew he was gone, and nothing was going to change that.
“I’ll still see you all the time,” he said matter-o-factly, as I were the one who was being unreasonable. As if I were such a burden on him and the life he had waiting.
I bit my lip willing to taste blood and tried to stop the tears from welling up behind my eyes.
How could any of this even be happening?
We were a happy family and we always had been. My dad didn’t have affairs and he didn’t lie.
How had he ever had the nerve to do this to us?
When he’d finished packing, he stood there shifting from one foot to the next and he still couldn’t look me in the eye.
“I’ll be in touch then,” he said with a sigh before he turned on his heel and disappeared into the hallway.
I could hear Mom’s sobs drifting up from the front room and my blood ran cold. There was nothing I could do about this even if I wanted to.
Never mess with free will.
It was rule number one of our ancient law, and everybody knew that.
But it still didn’t make me feel any better.
After he was gone it wasn’t long before there was a disintegration in our house that I can only describe as cancerous. It started with the dark mood which seemed to seep out of us both and run into the walls, turning them damp and moldy. Before long patches of fuzzy black rot spotted up along them right to the ceiling and I couldn’t bear to be there. I made any excuse to be gone but I only had around six months before the start of college and I knew I just had to keep myself focused long enough before I got the hell out of there and could start my own life.
Mom became more withdrawn and it wasn’t long before her sister, Aunt Marianne, was flying in for full weeke
nds and expressing her concerns. She looked around the place and even though I knew she lived in some crumbling old mansion in the middle of nowhere, I could see that our home had overtaken hers in the tatty-stakes.
“I think it would be best if your mother had some time on her own,” she said to me softly one day as we sat on the porch drinking tea and watching the sun set. It was still spring and there was a chill in the air that made the hairs on my arm stand on end, but I still refused to wear a jacket.
“Where will she go?” I asked, knowing full well that she couldn’t stay at home.
“There are plenty of facilities,” my aunt said softly. “Neither of you can stay here now… the mortgage payments are too high, your dad isn’t contributing, and there’s no way your mom can afford any of the repairs.”
I swallowed down the bitter truth that I think we had both been denying.
Dad was definitely gone.
He wasn’t come back.
And worst of all… he didn’t care what happened to us.
I nodded in agreement and hugged my knees into my chest.
“And what about me?” I asked her.
“Well,” she smiled with a deep intake of breath, “I was going to ask if you wanted to come and stay with me?”
The thought had never even occurred to me. I had spent some time there as a kid, but then came that terrible summer when I started to realize that I was different. It was Aunt Marianne’s that first learned that I had something powerful running through my veins.
I scratched the back of my neck and nodded slowly.
“As long as I won’t be in the way?” I said sheepishly.
“Of course not Darling,” Marianne smiled warmly. “It’ll be fun, just us girls.”
“And I’m still going to college in fall…” I trailed off.
I had already taken a year out after high school to work and bum around, so it was more important now than ever to make sure I took up my place.
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