liked it when
she begged. He rewarded her by parting her folds with his tongue and exploring
her depths, enjoying the taste of her sweet nectar as he did so.
“Ohmygod!”
Her back arched to
take him deeper as she fisted handfuls of his hair in an effort to receive more
of his special brand of pleasuring. Jarrad was only too happy to oblige.
“Please! Don’t
stop!”
Sliding a finger
inside her slick entrance, Jarrad worked it toward her clit, playfully working
it from its hiding place. His efforts were rewarded as the pink bud emerged to
meet the tip of his flickering tongue. As Elle’s eyes rolled back and her gaping
mouth released a sound she didn’t recognize, Jarrad’s finger slid deep inside,
exploring her as his tongue continue to whip her clit into a frenzy.
Finding her
sensitive area with his finger, Jarrad began to work his tongue and finger like
a well-orchestrated machine as he used his free hand to gently rub her belly
and occasionally pull her folds back to expose her clit even more.
Writhing and
moaning, Elle felt the sensations building until she knew she couldn’t let him
stop. She grabbed the back of his head with both hands and rode his face with
delirious abandon, not caring that her juices were flowing uncontrollably.
“Oh fuck! Oh
fuck!” Was all she managed to scream before her entire body erupted with spasms
and her vision became nothing but darkness and flashing lights.
Her orgasm tore
through her like a wave from head to foot, leaving her breathless and
convulsing as Jarrad rested his head on her stomach and cuddled her close, like
he never wanted to let her go.
Chapter 22
“T hat was … I don’t even know what that was,
but it was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I don’t even know what to say.”
Elle twirled her fingers through Jarrod’s hair as she spoke.
“You’re welcome.” Jarrod threw her a cocky
grin. “I wanted to do something special for you. I thought it might help take
your mind off things and relieve some stress.”
“Is that what it’s called up here? Stress
relief?”
Jarrad laughed. “No, we have climbing,
hiking and fishing for that. Up here, we just call it sex.”
Sitting upright, having recovered from the
single most mind blowing orgasm she’d ever experienced, Elle sat up and
returned her attention to the task of unbuttoning the pants that held captive the
magnificent cock she brushed against earlier.
“What are you doing?” He pulled back, out
of her reach.
“It’s your turn. You ready?”
“Not now. I don’t want to do anything,
seriously, we should rest.”
“Said no man ever !”
After buttoning his pants, Jarrad threw
another log on the fire to keep them warm while they slept.
“I’ll get some pillows. We’ve got a big day
tomorrow.”
Elle drilled him with a cold stare that
would freeze vodka.
Watching him stand and walk to a nearby
chest to retrieve the pillows, Elle sat stunned and bewildered.
He doesn’t even want me to touch him. What’s
wrong with me?
J arrad was bewildered.
Yet again. He thought she’d be alright with him pleasuring her. He thought
she’d simply enjoy it and be happy that he wasn’t taking advantage of her. He
thought he was doing the right thing. He thought wrong.
She wasn’t looking
at him like she was happy. Pretty far from it, actually.
What the fuck
did I do? What’s wrong with her?
Slowly, though,
the pieces of the puzzle where coming together for Jarrad.
Of course !
She wasn’t from
around here. She was a big city girl who didn’t know the shifter ways or the
mating and bonding rituals of the bear shifters who occupied these parts. To
her, it was just sex. A bit of fun, then move on to the next guy.
But that’s not how
it worked with his kind, especially on Big Bear Mountain. Up here, bears and
their humans mate for life and they won’t mate at all until they find their
perfect mate. And even then, the bonding ritual comes first.
How was he to
explain all
she begged. He rewarded her by parting her folds with his tongue and exploring
her depths, enjoying the taste of her sweet nectar as he did so.
“Ohmygod!”
Her back arched to
take him deeper as she fisted handfuls of his hair in an effort to receive more
of his special brand of pleasuring. Jarrad was only too happy to oblige.
“Please! Don’t
stop!”
Sliding a finger
inside her slick entrance, Jarrad worked it toward her clit, playfully working
it from its hiding place. His efforts were rewarded as the pink bud emerged to
meet the tip of his flickering tongue. As Elle’s eyes rolled back and her gaping
mouth released a sound she didn’t recognize, Jarrad’s finger slid deep inside,
exploring her as his tongue continue to whip her clit into a frenzy.
Finding her
sensitive area with his finger, Jarrad began to work his tongue and finger like
a well-orchestrated machine as he used his free hand to gently rub her belly
and occasionally pull her folds back to expose her clit even more.
Writhing and
moaning, Elle felt the sensations building until she knew she couldn’t let him
stop. She grabbed the back of his head with both hands and rode his face with
delirious abandon, not caring that her juices were flowing uncontrollably.
“Oh fuck! Oh
fuck!” Was all she managed to scream before her entire body erupted with spasms
and her vision became nothing but darkness and flashing lights.
Her orgasm tore
through her like a wave from head to foot, leaving her breathless and
convulsing as Jarrad rested his head on her stomach and cuddled her close, like
he never wanted to let her go.
Chapter 22
“T hat was … I don’t even know what that was,
but it was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I don’t even know what to say.”
Elle twirled her fingers through Jarrod’s hair as she spoke.
“You’re welcome.” Jarrod threw her a cocky
grin. “I wanted to do something special for you. I thought it might help take
your mind off things and relieve some stress.”
“Is that what it’s called up here? Stress
relief?”
Jarrad laughed. “No, we have climbing,
hiking and fishing for that. Up here, we just call it sex.”
Sitting upright, having recovered from the
single most mind blowing orgasm she’d ever experienced, Elle sat up and
returned her attention to the task of unbuttoning the pants that held captive the
magnificent cock she brushed against earlier.
“What are you doing?” He pulled back, out
of her reach.
“It’s your turn. You ready?”
“Not now. I don’t want to do anything,
seriously, we should rest.”
“Said no man ever !”
After buttoning his pants, Jarrad threw
another log on the fire to keep them warm while they slept.
“I’ll get some pillows. We’ve got a big day
tomorrow.”
Elle drilled him with a cold stare that
would freeze vodka.
Watching him stand and walk to a nearby
chest to retrieve the pillows, Elle sat stunned and bewildered.
He doesn’t even want me to touch him. What’s
wrong with me?
J arrad was bewildered.
Yet again. He thought she’d be alright with him pleasuring her. He thought
she’d simply enjoy it and be happy that he wasn’t taking advantage of her. He
thought he was doing the right thing. He thought wrong.
She wasn’t looking
at him like she was happy. Pretty far from it, actually.
What the fuck
did I do? What’s wrong with her?
Slowly, though,
the pieces of the puzzle where coming together for Jarrad.
Of course !
She wasn’t from
around here. She was a big city girl who didn’t know the shifter ways or the
mating and bonding rituals of the bear shifters who occupied these parts. To
her, it was just sex. A bit of fun, then move on to the next guy.
But that’s not how
it worked with his kind, especially on Big Bear Mountain. Up here, bears and
their humans mate for life and they won’t mate at all until they find their
perfect mate. And even then, the bonding ritual comes first.
How was he to
explain all
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