54. Chapter Fifty-Four
Chapter Fifty-Four
Ash
A sh climbs onto his lap. He sits there looking stunned, and she can’t help but smile.
“I’ll move to your cabin. It will be nice, I can get to know your brothers and Chloe. I’ll be closer to my parents, which is a good thing even if it hurts a little to admit it. We can start our life together.”
“You sure? I can sell the lodge, we can leave and go somewhere else. We can-”
“I’m sure, Raif. I want to move to your cabin-”
“Our cabin,” he says, resting his hands on her waist.
“Our cabin.”
He kisses her, it’s chaste at first, then he’s chasing her tongue, fucking his tongue in and out of her mouth. His hands move from her waist to her ass, kneading and gripping it tightly. She can feel the line of his hard cock pressing against her backside, and she rocks down on it. He growls.
“Is that why you’re so growly, cuz’ you’re a bear?”
She grinds on him rhythmically, and he nips at her neck.
“Is that all you got, big guy? A couple growls and a bite to my neck?”
In an instant, he’s picking her up, hands on her ass with her legs wrapped around his waist. He stalks towards her bedroom, rumbling in her neck the whole way. Once there, he tosses her on the bed and prowls up the bed to her.
He pulls at her shirt till it’s rucked up under her arms and bites at her nipple through the lace bra.
She likes this rough side of him. He pulls the cup of her bra down, pushing her nipple up and out before he takes it back in his mouth and sucks on it hard.
She keens. She’s panting hard, and they’ve just started.
He moves to the other side, repeating the process with her bra and sucking and biting on that nipple.
“Raif, please.”
“What baby? Want to tempt the bear?”
He moves quickly to her neck and sinks his teeth in, not hard enough to break the skin, but she knows he’s marking her for everyone to see.
He sucks hard on the spot, and she turns her head to allow him more access.
He pinches and pulls on her nipple while he works her neck.
It’s to the point of pain, but she eats it up and wants more. He always knows just what she needs.
He’s off her, standing next to the bed, and she whines high in her throat before she can stop it.
She wants him back in bed, on top of her, pressing her into the mattress.
He strips off his shirt, his chest is heaving, his abs are taught, she wants to lick them.
His pants and boxer briefs are quickly shed before he’s back in bed, climbing over her.
“Your turn, baby.”
She reaches for her shirt to pull it over her head, but he has it off her in a moment.
Her pants are next, he undoes the button and fly, and pulls them harshly down her hips as she wiggles as best she can to help him.
He cups her pussy through her underwear, just holding her, and she stills.
His hands are like magic, and she wouldn’t say no to his fingers or his mouth right now.
It’s only a pause, though, as he pulls her panties off and pushes her knees out.
He looks at her sex, and she wants to squirm under his gaze.
“You’re so wet for me, baby. So fucking wet, you’re practically dripping.”
He releases her thigh, but she holds it where it is.
His hand slips between her legs, and she feels him insert three fingers right in.
Her breath hitches as he starts milking her G-spot.
She doesn’t know if she can come like this, with practically no foreplay, but she closes her eyes to enjoy it.
He’s quick in curling his fingers and pulling on that spot.
She wants attention to her clit too, she knows she can come if he’ll just touch her clit.
As if reading her mind, he releases his hand from her other leg and brings his fingers to her clit.
He works both hands on her, one rubbing three fingers in a circle on her clit, and the other hand buried deep inside her, hitting that special spot over and over.
She grips her thighs as he lavishes her pussy.
There’s so much movement and sensation. When she opens her eyes to look at him, she can see they’re more golden than normal.
He looks wrecked, mouth hanging open, staring straight at where his hands are working her.
He’s kneeling between her legs, and she can see his cock is an angry red and leaking.
His tongue peeks out to lick at his lips, and he bites it, keeping the tip of it between his teeth.
He looks so incredibly focused, and she loves that it’s all for her.
He slaps her pussy, and she jolts. She’s never had anyone do that before, but she liked it, it felt good. She moans, and he slaps it again, right on her clit, and she feels the sensation down to her toes.
“Like that, baby? You like me being rough with your pussy?”
He slaps it in a quick succession of three, and she throws her head back and grips her thighs harder.
“Come on, baby, I know you want to come. Come for me, Ash.”
He works her clit faster, and with a firm press to her G-spot, she comes. Her back bows off the bed, and she shudders through the orgasm.
He’s moving off the bed, and she wonders where he’s going before he’s pulling out a condom from his jeans and rolling it on.
“I need...baby, I want to fuck you.”
“Yes, Raif. Please. I want it hard, give it to me hard, please.”
She whines the last word and has an armful of bear shifter before she knows it.
He kisses her neck, lines up and snaps his hips, burying himself deep inside.
They both moan. She feels deliciously full as he is still inside her, but that only lasts for a moment before he’s kneeling and pulling her hips up to him as the rest of her reclines on the bed.
He snaps his hips over and over, thrusting into her hard.
She hasn’t recovered fully from her orgasm, and the zings of pleasure zip up her spine with every thrust. The angle means he’s hitting her G-spot head on, and she doesn’t know how much more she can take.
She’s sensitive, so sensitive. He kneads a breast, tugs on a nipple, pinches it, and pulls.
The moans coming out of her are broken. He’s fucking her so hard and so good she can’t even think straight. He pulls out and flips her over.
“Hands and knees,” he tells her.
She’s shaking and can barely hold herself up, but when he slides back inside her, it’s the most wonderful feeling.
He grips her hips, and there’s an audible sound of his pelvis smacking against her ass and the wet squelch of her pussy as he moves in and out.
She’s shameless as she moans and realizes she’s outright begging for him to make her come again.
A litany of ‘please Raif’ and ‘harder, fuck me harder’.
Her mouth hangs open, and she fists the sheets in her hands to stay upright.
When she starts to waiver, his arm slips around her waist, and she lets go, dropping to her elbows and resting her face on the mattress. He’s growling steadily louder, and it turns her on so much that she can feel herself getting wetter.
“Close,” is all she mutters out before her orgasm rips through her. She feels him speed up, thrusting deep and impossibly fast before he’s tightening his grip on her and hunching over her, nose buried in her neck.
When she comes to, she’s sore in the best way, and Raif has moved her to lie on her side and is stroking all over her body gently.
He’s talking softly, saying he loves her, calling her ‘mate’, kissing her body.
She tries to stay awake but drifts off, happy with the way he has wrung another orgasm out of her.