River Bear (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Blue Bear Rescue) by Terra Wolf, Holly Eastman
Authors: Terra Wolf, Holly Eastman
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was excruciating and amazing.
Frustrated and straining for more, she reached up and yanked him down to her, pulling him all the way inside her. She cried out in pure ecstasy at the feeling of being so full with him. He paused, waiting for her to adjust. She rocked against him, letting him know she could take it.
He set a steady rhythm that had her writhing and straining beneath him, their bodies fitting together like they’d done this a thousand times before. His hands cupped her breasts, kneading and flicking at her hard nipples as he moved inside her.
She’d never been touched with so much hunger before. She clutched desperately at his neck and shoulders, the pressure inside her building fast. So close now. His size filled her so completely, and the pressure was delicious, building fast toward climax.
“Now, you’ll come for me,” he said, his hand reaching around to cup her ass and hold her tight against him as he drove into her.
And just like that, she did.
Her orgasm rocked through her, sending them both up and over at the same time. Jake went rigid, and she felt the first wave of warmth pooling inside her. She cried out for him, her legs locked, her insides absorbing the aftershock of both their orgasms. Jake’s mouth stayed on hers, swallowing her moans, until finally, they were both still.
She smiled up at him, watching the rise and fall of his chest as they both worked to catch their breath. She’d just broken her first and only professional rule, and she couldn’t bring herself to feel a shred of guilt over it. Not when he was staring down at her like that, all heavy-lidded and sexy and sweet. Her polar bear… She couldn’t believe it.
Jake had been right. Maybe some rules were meant to be broken after all.
Six
J ake breathed deeply , reveling in the scent of Delilah’s perfume mixed with the scent of her body and sex that lingered in the room. The night was almost over, and neither one had slept. His exhaustion was finally catching up, so he rolled off her and hooked his arm around her midsection, drawing her close with heavy-lidded eyes.
He was still reeling a little from the strength of that orgasm. Delilah had felt different from the moment he’d laid eyes on her but still, the sex had been like nothing he’d ever experienced. His urge to claim her somehow—to spill himself inside her—wasn’t something he’d ever felt before.
Even now, after he’d finished with her, he still had to fight the overwhelming sensation to mark her somehow as his in a way that would let the world know. But doing that with a human was dangerous. Delilah was much more fragile than she knew. A bite like that would turn her. Or worse, kill her when she failed to change.
He’d have to talk to Xavier about that. Hell, he’d have to talk to her about that. Tomorrow. Right now, they needed sleep. Already, he felt her relaxing against him, her breaths evening out as she drifted off beside him.
He rubbed absently at her breast with his thumb and she sighed in contentment. “I’m glad you’re still here,” she murmured.
He tightened his hold on her, drawing her in against his side. “I’ll always protect you,” he said, his words slurring as he drifted off.
A few short hours later, his phone woke him.
He reached for it, barely managing to snag it before he knocked it to the floor. Xavier. He sat up, feeling hung over until he remembered everything that had happened last night. That asshole Tim from Lyle’s bunch had tried to set him up—and almost hurt Delilah in the process.
He glanced over at her sleeping form as he answered Xavier in a low voice. “Hang on,” he said simply, barely above a whisper. He threw the covers back and crept to the bathroom, shutting himself inside before he resumed his conversation with his alpha. Over the line, he could hear the buzz and background noise of papers shuffling that let him know he was on speaker.
“Okay, yeah?” he said.
“Noticed you didn’t come
Frustrated and straining for more, she reached up and yanked him down to her, pulling him all the way inside her. She cried out in pure ecstasy at the feeling of being so full with him. He paused, waiting for her to adjust. She rocked against him, letting him know she could take it.
He set a steady rhythm that had her writhing and straining beneath him, their bodies fitting together like they’d done this a thousand times before. His hands cupped her breasts, kneading and flicking at her hard nipples as he moved inside her.
She’d never been touched with so much hunger before. She clutched desperately at his neck and shoulders, the pressure inside her building fast. So close now. His size filled her so completely, and the pressure was delicious, building fast toward climax.
“Now, you’ll come for me,” he said, his hand reaching around to cup her ass and hold her tight against him as he drove into her.
And just like that, she did.
Her orgasm rocked through her, sending them both up and over at the same time. Jake went rigid, and she felt the first wave of warmth pooling inside her. She cried out for him, her legs locked, her insides absorbing the aftershock of both their orgasms. Jake’s mouth stayed on hers, swallowing her moans, until finally, they were both still.
She smiled up at him, watching the rise and fall of his chest as they both worked to catch their breath. She’d just broken her first and only professional rule, and she couldn’t bring herself to feel a shred of guilt over it. Not when he was staring down at her like that, all heavy-lidded and sexy and sweet. Her polar bear… She couldn’t believe it.
Jake had been right. Maybe some rules were meant to be broken after all.
Six
J ake breathed deeply , reveling in the scent of Delilah’s perfume mixed with the scent of her body and sex that lingered in the room. The night was almost over, and neither one had slept. His exhaustion was finally catching up, so he rolled off her and hooked his arm around her midsection, drawing her close with heavy-lidded eyes.
He was still reeling a little from the strength of that orgasm. Delilah had felt different from the moment he’d laid eyes on her but still, the sex had been like nothing he’d ever experienced. His urge to claim her somehow—to spill himself inside her—wasn’t something he’d ever felt before.
Even now, after he’d finished with her, he still had to fight the overwhelming sensation to mark her somehow as his in a way that would let the world know. But doing that with a human was dangerous. Delilah was much more fragile than she knew. A bite like that would turn her. Or worse, kill her when she failed to change.
He’d have to talk to Xavier about that. Hell, he’d have to talk to her about that. Tomorrow. Right now, they needed sleep. Already, he felt her relaxing against him, her breaths evening out as she drifted off beside him.
He rubbed absently at her breast with his thumb and she sighed in contentment. “I’m glad you’re still here,” she murmured.
He tightened his hold on her, drawing her in against his side. “I’ll always protect you,” he said, his words slurring as he drifted off.
A few short hours later, his phone woke him.
He reached for it, barely managing to snag it before he knocked it to the floor. Xavier. He sat up, feeling hung over until he remembered everything that had happened last night. That asshole Tim from Lyle’s bunch had tried to set him up—and almost hurt Delilah in the process.
He glanced over at her sleeping form as he answered Xavier in a low voice. “Hang on,” he said simply, barely above a whisper. He threw the covers back and crept to the bathroom, shutting himself inside before he resumed his conversation with his alpha. Over the line, he could hear the buzz and background noise of papers shuffling that let him know he was on speaker.
“Okay, yeah?” he said.
“Noticed you didn’t come
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