Bearly Mated (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) by Juliette Lucas Page A

to his nose. A deep inhale had her clutching tightly to his shirt.
    “There’s no way I’m letting you leave this house smelling like this, Lizzie.”
    “You make it sound like I need a shower,” she teased. He didn’t crack a smile, and she gulped. While she knew he wouldn’t hurt her, the intensity of his desire always gave her pause. Patrick stuffed her underwear into his pocket, and her jaw dropped. “Hey, what are you going to do with those?”
    He smacked her ass, and her pussy gushed. Patrick grabbed the back of her dress. She yelped. “No, Patrick, don’t tear it!”
    His hand snaked beneath her dress, and he cupped her bare ass. When his fingers barreled between her legs and touched her most sensitive spot, she moaned.
    “Push that ass out for me, baby.”
    She did, and he gave it another smack before stroking her. Lizzie couldn’t hold back the moans, but why should he have all the fun? She reached for his crotch and gave his cock a squeeze. Patrick pulled her hand back and spun her away from him.
    “Oh no you don’t,” he said as he marched her toward the kitchen table.
    “You want me to touch you, don’t you?” She peered at him over her shoulder, and he tapped her lips. Another bump forward, and she reached the table with him behind her.
    “There isn’t any part of you I don’t want.” He lifted her dress, exposing her ass.
    Lizzie leaned farther over the table and wiggled her hips as she looked back at him. “I want you too, Patrick. She slid her hand over her hip and around to her cheeks to spread them, feeling her folds open. Patrick’s gaze narrowed, and he leaned back to study her offering.
    “You’re dripping wet, Lizzie.” He unbuttoned his pants, and she panted seeing the tent there. “I’m going to have to do something about that.”
    “Yes, please,” she begged, growing hotter. Screw Annie. They could all wait or talk to her some other time. She couldn’t leave. Not now when she had to have her lover. “I’m burning up, Patrick. I don’t know why I want it worse and worse every day. It’s killing me. Take me now!”
    “Whatever you want, baby.”
    His hands closed over her hips, and the head of his cock touched her pussy lips. She pushed back to force the plump head to thrust into her sex. A cry left her throat, and she threw her head back while hiking her ass as high as she could get it.
    “Fuck me,” she begged.
    Patrick pumped deep into her pussy once and then pulled out. He teased her entrance and eased in again. She keened, wiggling and pushing to get all of him, but he maintained control. “You need it more often and can’t satisfied because your bear is waking up, baby. She needs the energy I give her when I fuck you. The more I’m inside you, the more she grows stronger.”
    Lizzie reached back to grab his ass and drag him toward her. She dug her nails into his skin, demanding all of his cock. Patrick grunted and thrust forward hard and fast. She screamed his name, and he splayed a hand over her belly, flattening it to hold her to him. A few pounding plunges into her pussy, and she was close to an orgasm.
    She wanted to tell him he was just saying that about the sex and bears, but all she could do was moan and plead. One minute she shouted for him to fuck her harder, the next she didn’t think she could take it anymore. Then her orgasm hit, and she dropped to the table, bracing herself with curled fingers and nails digging into the wooden surface. Patrick fell over her, positioned the same. He said something deep and guttural, but she didn’t catch it. His hips jolted against hers, and his come splashed into her pussy.
    After a few moments, Patrick pulled out and straightened.
    “Traitor,” she moaned.
    He raised her hands from the table and whipped her into his arms. She squeaked.
    “Patrick, I’m too heavy. Put me down.”
    “Quiet.”
    He carried her to their room to finish what they started.
     

Chapter Eleven
     
    Lizzie woke to sunlight and