6. Bear
Bear
Perfect—the only word I can think of to describe how my lips feel against Riley’s. It’s like our lips were made for each other. I’m in heaven as I ease gently into our kiss. I want to take my time, relishing their softness and sweet taste.
And now that I’ve had a taste there won’t be a day that goes by where I won’t kiss her.
Riley whimpers against my lips as I tunnel my hands through her hair, feeling the cool, silky strands in between my fingers as I cup her skull and pull her closer.
Her body is folded up against mine, fingers toying gently with my torso as my tongue penetrates the soft seal of her lips and enters her mouth.
It’s too much—her tongue against mine—and I can’t keep this kiss slow and gentle. I turn into a ravenous beast as I grip her hair and deepen our kiss, the soft whimpers from her throat coming fast and furious now.
I slide my hand down her body, grabbing her below her ass and pulling her leg up. Before I grab her other leg, she reads my mind, jumping up and wrapping her legs around me as she grips my back.
She moans as I grab her ass, carrying her to our bedroom as my cock threatens to burst through the tough denim of my jeans. It’s painfully hard as it throbs. The only thing that will soothe it is rubbing against me.
“Riley,” I moan, breaking the seal for a second. “You’re perfect.”
I slant my mouth against hers, stitching our lips together again as she grinds against me. Grinding and moaning and using my body to get herself off. But she’s not going to come until I make her come.
Good thing the door to the bedroom is open or else I’d have to make a new one because it would be nothing but splinters. Nothing’s stopping me from claiming my girl.
I can’t stop kissing her. Even when she’s on the mattress, moaning and whimpering against my lips as she keeps grinding. She’s all worked up. Agitated and needy for my cock. Begging for me to soothe that throbbing ache between her thighs, pulsing for me. Greedy for me.
“Fucking gorgeous,” I rasp, my body pressing her into the mattress as I pin her arms above her head with one hand, the other sliding all over her body.
“You drive me insane, sweet girl,” I rasp into her ear before kissing her neck, trailing kisses along the column of her throat as she shudders against me.
“Bear,” Riley moans.
Hearing my name in that sultry voice, laced with need, sends me over the edge and Riley’s not the only one grinding. I’m thrusting my hips into her like a beast, unable to control myself as I shove my face between her breasts, breathing her in. Kissing her. Licking her. I can’t get enough of her.
I rear back, a savage roar tearing through me as I start to pant, unable to pull my gaze away from my sweet girl. Her tits are heaving as she breathes and her arms move down her torso until finally coming to a stop on the bulge in my pants.
“You do this to me, Riley.”
“What?” she asks, one hand on my bulge as she bites down softly on a finger, eyes hazy as she stares at me.
“Turn me into an animal. Can’t think. Urges rise. Uncontrollable.”
She’s stroking me and I cover her hand with mine, pressing it harder against me as my cock surges forward. I rear my head back, reeling from her touch.
“Seems like you’re in control. You can do whatever you want to me.”
“Jesus,” I moan as my hips just start thrusting again.
She has no idea what she’s saying. No clue what it’s doing to me. She can’t give me carte blanche to her body. Her— fffuuck!
I reach down, grabbing her button-down pajama top and pull, plastic buttons flying in every direction as her shirt hangs loosely around her body.
Riley’s eyes flare for a moment but they soften again and she continues to stroke me as I stare at the swath of bare skin uncovered by her open shirt. It looks so soft. So sweet. And the urges win.
I take her hand off my bulge and collapse on top of her, shoving my face into her bare torso like I’m trying to mark her. Rub my scent on her and make it known that she’s mine.
No man will ever touch her. No man will ever look at her. No man—I let out a guttural growl into her body, unable to control myself any longer.
I’m losing my mind. Driven by impulse—a single need to claim Riley as mine.
“Mine,” I bellow into her belly as I slide my hands up her body and mold my hands against her tits. Fucking soft, perfect mounds of flesh that will fill my mouth soon. Not yet. Something else is calling me. Needing my attention. It’s hot and wet and grinding against me.
And as I lower myself, I slide my fingers beneath the waistband of her shorts and pull, tugging them off her hips and revealing her soft mound.
“Jesus,” I gust out, sliding her shorts the rest of the way off and onto the ground. I don’t have to touch her to know she’s wet. She’s glistening and my mouth is watering.
Riley moans as I slide my hands along her thighs, fingers brushing against her swollen pussy before retreating down her legs and spreading them wider.
“You’re so wet, Riley. You’ve got a perfect little pussy.”
She moans and I glance up at her. Her shirt’s no longer on and she’s cradling her tits, massaging them as she stares at me with hazy eyes.
“I’ve been wet from the moment I saw you swinging that axe. Cracking that wood like it’s nothing. God, you’re strong. And big. And… mine. ”
Jesus.
Holy shit.
What the fuck?
I never knew a single word could tear me asunder and stitch me back up again, but that’s what happened. It felt like my heart exploded in my chest when Riley said mine.
Mine. Mine, mine, mine.
Another savage roar tears through me as I lower myself, lips inches from her glistening lips, her arousal infiltrating my body like a drug. “I’m going to kiss this sweet little pussy of yours. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” she moans. “No one’s kissed me there before.”
“Are you a virgin?” I gust, eyes snapping to hers in disbelief.
“Twenty-six and a virgin. Something must be wrong with me, right?”
“Hardly,” I growl, turning my attention to her pussy. “If something’s wrong with you then there’s something doubly wrong with me. Thirty-four and a virgin.”
“What? How in the world di— didohbear!”
I lick a line across her pussy, her juices coating my tongue as I rivet her in place with my arms. “No one,” I growl, licking her again, tearing another moan from her lips.
“There’s been no one, Riley.” I wrap my lips around her clit and suck, her hips bucking against my mouth as I swirl my tongue across her nub.
“Only you,” I snarl as she grips my hair, urging me on. “There will only be you.”
Another taste and I fucking lose it. Nothing has tasted better than Riley’s virgin pussy.
She may not believe it, but it’s the truth—there’s been no one but her.
No one’s ever driven me wild like her. I thought I might’ve been broken.
I thought something was wrong with me, but as it turns out, fate had other plans for me. Other plans for us.
I’ve been waiting thirty-four years for Riley, and I’d wait thirty-four more if it meant I could love her for the rest of my life.
“Bear,” Riley cries out as I devour her pussy like it’s my last meal.
This has to be heaven. I can’t imagine anything better than my girl squirming and moaning from my lips, begging and pleading with me to keep going. She doesn’t need to beg. No need to plead. I’m not going anywhere until I feel my girl come on my lips.
And when her voice is raw and ragged from screaming my name, I’ll make her mine. My flesh will be raw and bloodied from her nails digging into me.
“Just like that,” she moans in a single breath. “Just like— ohmygod,”
Everything clenches as her moans subside and her breathing stills—a beat of silence before she screams. Holy fuck does she let it out—loud enough to shake the walls and scare off any animal within a mile radius of this cabin.
Her body rattles and shakes, bucking against me as I keep French kissing her sweet little pussy.
My beard is coated in her juices, and in a moment, her womb will be coated with mine. I’m breeding my fucking girl. I’m filling that belly with my seed.
I pull back, sliding off the bed as she writhes against the sheets, eyes closed and overwrought from her orgasm. I slip off my jeans, underwear, socks, and boots. I was so focused on her that my boots were still on.
I slide back on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath my weight as I grab Riley’s knees, spread her legs, and slip between them.
“Holy shit,” she says, gasping when she sees my cock, fully erect and sliding up and down her belly, precum leaking all over her soft skin. “How is that going to fit?”
“I’ll be gentle. Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you.”
I palm her belly as I imagine it swelling, growing our child. Fuck, I’ve never wanted something so bad before. Never knew I wanted a family until I met Riley.
“I’m not on birth control,” she says.
“I’m not using a condom. I want everything with you, Riley. I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay here with me. I want you, Riley. Do you want that? Do you feel the same way?”
My cock is sliding back and forth against her belly. I can’t stop myself, but if she doesn’t feel the same I will. I’ll end it. It will tear me apart but I don’t see it any other way. I want everything with Riley and if she doesn’t feel the same… Maybe it wasn’t meant to be.
Her fingers slide over the head of my cock and she smiles. “I’m not going anywhere. Make me yours.”
And for the second time today, my angel brings me the salvation my soul needs. “I love you, Riley.”
“I love you, Bear.”
A growl rattles in my chest as I slide my cock back and then thrust it forward, the tip lodging into her hot little hole.
“Fucking tight,” I grit, fingers digging into her thighs as Riley moans.
“Harder,” she rasps. “Keep pushing.”
“Let me know if I’m hurting you, Riley.”
Her teeth scrape against her bottom lip as she nods. I lean forward, pressing my fists into the mattress beside her as I push cock deeper, fighting for centimeters against her resistance.
“Breathe for me, sweet girl,” I rasp, stroking her cheek before kissing her forehead. “Let me in.”
Riley’s lips part as a small puff of air escapes her lips.
I gain an inch, retreating and thrusting, repeating it until I’m halfway there and my girl’s moaning, nails digging into my arms.
“Like that,” she says, “It feels so good.”
“Feels like heaven,” I groan. “You’re squeezing me. Milking my hard cock, aren’t you?”
I’m not sure how long I’m going to last inside Riley, her pussy like a vice grip around my cock. Each thrust sends me closer to the edge.
I drive deeper inside of her and she lets out a hoarse moan, her nails dragging across my back.
Her tits start bouncing as I increase my pace, thrusting as my eyes take in the beauty of her.
I don’t know where to look because every inch of her is pure sexiness.
Perfect feminine beauty and all I can think about is how lucky I am that her car died on my mountain and I found her. I found my wife.
Soon. I’m not letting her leave this mountain without a ring on her finger. Scratch that. I’m not letting her leave this mountain at all.
“Harder,” she moans. “Don’t hold back, Bear. Fuck me good.”
Something else takes over. Primal and base. I’m a fucking caveman who found his mate and isn’t going to stop until he claims her as his own.
“You like that?” I growl, gripping her hair tightly in my fist as I drive harder into her. “You like my thick cock inside your tight little pussy?”
She makes a throaty noise.
“Words, sweet girl,” I rasp into her ear as I keep driving into her, bottoming out inside her as I fill her with my cock. “I want you to tell me.”
“Yes,” she moans. “I love the way your cock fills me up. Don’t stop.”
That's all I need to hear. I drive into her as the bed frame cracks and creaks, threatening to buckle beneath us. Doesn’t matter. Let it break. Nothing’s going to stop me now.
Her body’s rigid, tightly coiled like her pussy around my cock. The way she’s moaning and holding onto me makes it clear that she’s close.
“I-I’m— oh fuck, Bear!” she cries out, her eyes shutting as she arches against the mattress, her orgasm wrecking her.
“Look at me, Riley. Fucking look at me,” I growl. “I want to see your eyes when you come.”
Her eyes open, find mine, and within seconds I feel her pussy clench my cock tighter.
“That’s it,” I grit, still rutting her like an animal as she comes on my cock. “Fucking good girl. Fucking?— ”
I can’t hold it any longer. I spill inside my girl, filling her up with my seed as I collapse on top of her, crushing her beneath me as my cock pulses inside.
“Bear,” she moans. “I can feel you. I feel…”
Grunting and sweaty I keep thrusting because it feels like heaven coming inside my girl. I want to drag out this moment forever. Etch her face in my mind. I’m the first man to see her come. I’ll be the last. The only man to see her come.
There will never be anyone else.
Riley’s mine. And I’m hers.