ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Mated, Bearfoot and Pregnant (Bear Shifter BBW Pregnancy Romance) (Werebear Hero Fantasy Romance)

by Leah Kent

  But unlike most of her species, she did not like to hang around in a pack. She was a lone wolf, and wanted to handle everything on her own. She was strong enough to take down and control anyone on her own, she did not need anyone to help her. She only needed herself. She traveled the country, to wherever werewolves began to congregate and cause problems. At the moment, she was deep into the south, in New Orleans. Werewolves and other paranormal creatures tended to find themselves in New Orleans at some point in their lives, because the city was like a magnet, and the strange and unusual could fit in there.

  She found herself in one of the local paranormal dive bars, in for a few stiff drinks before she left the city. If she was lucky, she could find something stiff besides the drinks. She was not a woman who got emotionally attached. She enjoyed cock, she loved the way it felt in her body. But that’s about all for her. She didn’t need anything else from a man. And men generally were more than okay with that. They enjoyed quick and casual. Tonight she found herself eye-fucking the gorgeously tall bartender behind the bar. He was a bear, which was almost a deal breaker for her, but she was too hot and bothered to really care at this point. It had been too long since the last time she had sex.

  She was a hot woman; it was not hard for her to find a good lay. She was tall, with long legs. Her body was tan, and toned to perfection. She had long wavy brown hair perfect for grabbing from behind, and striking sapphire blue eyes. She was a damn catch, and she knew it. She knew that the bartender was just as attracted to her as she was to him. His stunning emerald green eyes were glazed with desire, he might as well be drooling. She loved having that power over men. Although she could not be pretended that she wasn’t just as turned on by him. He had shoulder length black hair that was simply begging for her to run her hands through. He wore a tight black tank top that emphasized his massive pecs and delicious abs. She licked her lips as she watched his firm ass walk to the other end of the bar in his well fitting jeans. She wouldn’t let him fall through her fingers tonight.

  “Can I help you?” he asked as he walked back to her end of the bar. “I hope you can,” she said, looking his body up and down, sticking her finger into her mouth. “Give me a whiskey on the rocks,” she ordered, leaning her chest onto the bar, exposing her ample cleavage. “What’s your name, sexy?” she asked. “Right away,” he said as he made her drink, staring at her chest the entire time. “My name is Blake. And what’s your name?” “My name is Brenda,” she said, subtly pulling her shirt down a little more. “What brings you to New Orleans Brenda?” he asked in his southern drawl. “Werewolves. Amongst other things,” she implied as she downed her drink in one swig. “Can I help you with these other things?” he asked as he filled her drink again, before drinking it himself. She smiled and reached her hand out and caressed his hand. “I sure hope so,” she responded. He smiled as he filled her drink back up and gave it back to her. “It’s almost closing time. Think you can wait that long?” he asked huskily, his voice echoing the desire he was feeling.

  “I think I can enjoy the view while you finish up,” she said, taking a sip of her drink. He walked to the other end of the bar, taking care of the late drinkers, calling cabs for those who couldn’t get home on their own. She watched his firm muscles flex through his shirt, and felt her pussy getting wet from the sight alone. “So, werewolf hunter eh?” he said with a smirk. “You got a problem with that, bear?” she asked. “Of course not. It’s hot to think of you in action. I can’t wait to see it,” he replied. “Assuming a bear can keep up with me,” she replied snarkily. She knew she was going to let him fuck her senseless. If he could meet her expectations, she was hoping that she wouldn’t even be able to walk straight tomorrow morning. But she had some pretty high expectations. Few guys could actually accommodate her voracious sexual appetite. She was not ashamed of her needs. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She was proud of her sexual desires. She wasn’t going to be one of those girls who pretended she wasn’t as horny as guys. She got horny, a lot. It was who she was. She wouldn’t apologize for it.

  She reached her hand between her legs, and began to gently rub her pussy. Her fingers flittered over her clit, pressing one of her fingers just inside of her pussy. She wore a skirt, and no underwear, making her intentions for the night very clear. She knew that bear shifters had especially sensitive noses, just like wolves, and that he would smell her desire from a mile away. She wanted him to, she wanted to tease him, and make him suffer through the rest of his shift, knowing how wet she was. She rubbed her juices across her feminine lips, making the smell of her desire even stronger.

  She saw his reaction from across the bar, and saw the way his impressive manhood began to immediately strain against his jeans. She salivated as she watched the outline of his cock grow well down his thigh. She continued to rub herself and quietly moaned aloud, knowing that he would hear her. She watched his shoulders tense up, and he reached down and gripped his cock over his pants. None of the remaining bar inhabitants were in any capacity to pay attention to their little game, so she didn’t worry. This was between the two of them.

  Finally, they were alone. She turned around in her bar stool and spread her legs open for him, waiting for him to reach her. He quickly closed the distance between them and smashed his face against hers, gripping her hair in his hands, pressing her face into his. His lips were frantic, pressing open her mouth, allowing his tongue to invade her mouth. She kissed him back and tangled her tongue in with his, relishing the way he tasted. She tasted the whiskey on his tongue, and something else, something that turned her on. She couldn’t describe the taste beyond wild masculinity. He tasted like hot sex, and she was ready for the ride.

  Chapter Two

  She ran her hands along his back, feeling the way his muscles rippled underneath his shirt. He smelled like alcohol and she wanted to lick him. She shoved her tongue deeper into his mouth, running it along every inch. He was an excellent kisser, and she didn’t want him to stop. He pressed her body hard into the bar, her back digging into the side of the bar. She didn’t mind, and she wrapped one of her legs around his body, pressing her wet pussy against his legs. She ground her pussy against his body, coating his jeans with her desire. She was rowdy and had no shame in her game. She wanted to make sure that she made her intentions very clear with him. He kissed her hard, and wrapped his arms tightly around her back. He kissed down her neck, thrusting his body against her pussy. She felt his erection struggling to break free from her pants, but she didn’t want the brain power to wrestle his jeans off of him. She was too absorbed by the feeling of the friction between their bodies, and the way he set her pussy on fire.

  He hands meandered over her chest, running along her abdomen, feeling each of her abs in extensive detail, as if he were memorizing the pattern. His hands were large, and fit across most of her stomach easily. They were smooth, these were not the hands of a warrior. But they were strong, and sure. They knew what they wanted, and they knew how to get it. He took her hand back out of her shirt and ran it long the leg wrapped along his body. He gripped her thigh, and pressed his body aggressively against hers, pressing her harder against the bar top. He ran his hands down her thigh, down her calf, and back up again. His hands easily flew across her smooth, long leg. She wanted to feel more of him, but couldn’t bring herself to break away from his kiss.

  His tongue worked wonders in her mouth, sending off every spark of nerve she had. She could only imagine what his tongue would be capable of, and she felt herself get wet at the very thought of his wide, long tongue digging deep into her wet pussy, eating her out. She quickened the pace of her pussy against his leg, shamelessly enjoying herself. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth and ran her tongue along the inside, groaning into his mouth as he shifted his body, his cock hard against her pussy. He was hard as a rock, and she could tell that he was massive, more massive than she thought before.

  Wolves and bears were like oil and water, very rarely, if ever, could they ever
work together, let alone have sex. Bears were large, ungainly creatures, and were only concerned about their own species, rarely stopping to think of anyone beside themselves. Wolves were much different. Wolves may travel alone, outside of the social circles most species are used to, but they were always concerned with the health and livelihoods of other people. Hell, Brenda’s whole job was to protect the other species from the dangers of werewolves. Bears could do so much more to help protect not only other species, but protect the safety and wellbeing of their towns. But they didn’t. They preferred to do things like bartend, and ignore the problems of the world. But tonight Brenda wouldn’t care about any of that. He might be a selfish asshole, but tonight he was going to be her hot piece of ass.

  He ground his body against hers, reminding her of why she was here. She was here to get laid, not to worry about the politics of bear clans versus wolf clans. His cock perfectly hit her clit with every move of his body, driving her wild with anticipation. She wanted to feel him, and taste him, and to experience all of him. She gripped his face, feeling the rough black stubble beneath her strong hands. “No more nice and easy,” she said, running her hands down his chest, reaching for the end of his shirt. She sucked his lower lip deeply, pulling off his shirt.

  Chapter Three

  She quickly removed his shirt off his body, and she couldn’t help but salivate over his naked torso. His abs were sculpted to perfection, chiseled into his tanned, flawless skin. His pectoral muscles stood at attention, a healthy growth of hair covering them, the beginning of a path that led down to his strongly defined V. She knew what was located beneath his V, and she could not help herself, and ran her hands down to his pants, and grabbed his cock through his jeans, feeling his stiff, rock hard erection. She smiled deeply, stoking his length. His massive cock trailed midway down his thigh, and his girth took up most of her hand. He was going to be one of the largest men that she had ever taken in her life, but she was more than happy to accept the challenge.

  She bent her head down and kissed his pecs, licking his nipples. He was sweaty from work, and tasted like the alcohol he served all day. She tasted the vibrant musk of whiskey, and the stringent flavor of vodka. He inhaled deeply as she continued to caress his nipples with her tongue, enjoying the sensations that were assaulting his body. She ran her hands along his abs while she sucked one of his nipples into her mouth, very gently biting down. He groaned, and she continued to lick, suck, and nibble her way over both of his nipples. Her hand continued to stroke his cock through his jeans, feeling him get harder and harder beneath her hands. She enjoyed making him wait, and teasing him, but she wanted to feel his naked flesh. She unbuttoned his jeans, and bent down and pulled them down to his ankles, before snaking her way back up his body. She used her mouth to outline his cock inside of his boxers, unable to help herself but tease him just a little bit more. She used her teeth to grip his boxers, and pulled them down his body, slowly. She licked her way back up his legs, until his enormous cock sprang in front of her face.

  She looked up and saw Blake watching her, his hair hanging on either side of his face. She gripped his hips as she positioned herself in front of his cock, standing on her knees. She licked the tip of his cock, sending a zap of pleasure through his shaft. She gripped his cock with one of her hands, and sucked his tip into her mouth. His tip was abnormally large in her mouth, but she loved it. It tasted salty sweet, and she ran her tongue around the edges of his tip, savoring every inch. He gripped her hair tightly, and began to pump quickly in and out of her mouth. Selfish bears, she thought to herself. She removed her hands’ grip on his cock, instead gripping his thighs as he quickly shoved his cock into her mouth.

  He was too long to fit entirely in her mouth, even when he went as far into her mouth as her body would allow, he still have several inches outside of her mouth. She had to admit, that she was astonished at his size. But she would never admit that to him. His shaft was smooth and hard, and easily slid through her mouth. Her tongue danced around his cock with every stroke, striking whatever nerves she could reach. He grunted loudly as he slowed his pace, and for a moment she feared that he was already spent, his climax approaching. She would have been disappointed at how little stamina he had, but he remained hard. She reached beneath his cock and squeezed his balls roughly and tightly, unafraid of being rough with him. She liked it rough, and she could tell that he would too. He began his fast pace into her mouth, placing a hand on his firmly toned ass as he continued to drill into her mouth. Her free hand snaked around his body, needing to feel the firmness of his ass She playfully slipped her finger in between his cheeks, but rather than be affronted, he seemed to enjoy it.

  She decided to try sliding her finger in and out of his hole, and she felt his body harden with pleasure. He quickened his pace into her mouth, and she gladly took his cock. She continued to finger his asshole, going slowly, and gradually quickening her pace. She saw him close his eyes, throwing his head back to better experience the pleasure coursing through his body. She loved having this power over a man, watching him squirm and lose control over himself. She stuck a second finger into his ass, eliciting a massive growl to escape his lips, shaking the bar beneath them. She loved his power, and wanted to feel him underneath her as she rode his massive cock.

  Chapter Four

  Before she could think, Blake picked her up off of the floor, and sat her down on one of the bar stools. He lost no time in ripping her shirt off of her body before unclasping her bra and throwing it over his shoulder. He appreciated her large, perfectly round breasts before diving into them. His mouth ran along every inch of her breasts, savoring the way the flesh gave way to his tongue and lips. He kissed her nipple before sucking it into his mouth, grasping the accompanying breast with both of his hands. She listened to him suckle her breast as she pressed her hands on the back of his head, pressing him deeper into her chest. His face sank into her breasts, and she moaned aloud. He shook his head like a dog with a bone, tickling her breasts with his stubbled face. His hair sat atop her breast as he continued to suck her breast into his mouth. “Mmmm,” he moaned into her breast, his voice vibrating against her sensitive nipples.

  Slowly, one of his massive hands slid down her body, reaching the top of her skirt. He unzipped the side, and pressed it down her body. She shrugged her feet out of them, keeping her heels on. She was now stark naked, minus her heels. She felt sexy as hell. His hand came back to her pussy, slowly rubbing her clit, feeling her juices drip down his hand. He broke his mouth’s hold on her breast, and brought his hand to his lips, sucking his fingers into his mouth. “You like that?” she asked, desire and anticipation dripping into her voice. He didn’t say anything, but ran around the bar, grabbing something, and rushing back to her. He set a bottle of honey next to them as he lifted her up onto the bar, kicking the stools out of their way, watching them fall to the ground. He bent down and licked the entire length of her pussy in one fell movement, groaning with pleasure.

  She couldn’t help but laugh out loud when Blake took the honey and squeezed a thin line across her pussy. “You bears and your honey,” she began before Blake dove into her pussy, licking her clit with a fiery passion. “Oh!” she managed to squeak out as he continued his tongue’s ravishing of her pussy. The honey combined with her juices, a strange new sensation against the sensitive folds of her pussy lips, but not an unwelcome one. He used his hands to spread her lips wide, and she spread her legs wider, giving him more room to maneuver. She wrapped her legs around his back, and she felt her heels digging into his back. She didn’t care, as he sucked her clit into his mouth before he violently shoved one of his long fingers into her pussy. She cried out in pleasure into the bar, the tinge of a growl ending her scream. She knew her wolf would come out soon, and she was more than ready for it.

  His finger thrust in and out of her pussy quickly as he continued to slurp up her juices, never letting a single drop of it go past his lips. She couldn’t help but grip his long hair in her hand
s, pulling it slightly as he brought her to orgasm. She moaned loudly as she came against his face, pressing her body deeper into his face. He quickened the pace of his finger, prolonging her orgasm, watching the look of bliss on her face. She growled loudly into the room, unashamed of her complete loss of control. He may be a bear with a serious love for honey, but he certainly had a ridiculously talented tongue. As her orgasm waned, she wanted to feel him inside of her, and pulled him up. He kissed her hard, kicking her legs apart. She tasted her self on his lips mixed with the sweet taste of honey, and found her pussy tingling with excitement. She never thought she would be even more turned on by herself, but hey, there was a first time for everything.

  Chapter Five

  Blake held his cock in his hand, stopping himself just in front of her opening. She wound her legs around his back, and pressed him closer to her. He inserted the tip of his cock inside of her tight vagina, and paused. She wasn’t sure what he was waiting for, but she wanted him to hurry it up already. She was just about to say something when he quickly thrust his entire cock into her pussy, overflowing inside of her. She screamed out loud into the bar, gripping the edge of the bar tightly to contain herself. He began a steady rhythm into her pussy, a thud of his body hitting the bar with every thrust keeping the timing of his pace.

  She was sitting on the bar, but he was tall enough to reach her pussy without a problem. She held a tight grip on the bar, maintaining her balance on the sticky surface. Her heels dug into his back as she pressed him deeper inside of her. He stretched her wider, longer, and deeper than any man had before stretched her. It pained her to admit that she had never been with a male wolf shifter as large as him. She could keep looking, but for now, she would enjoy the way Blake’s cock racked her body over with pleasure. She watched his shoulders tense with his own pleasure, and she couldn’t help but run her hands along them, feeling the strength and power barely contained within. She bent her head down and kissing along the breadth of his shoulders, savoring the feeling of his blood running wildly beneath his skin along her lips.