Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
Boone
Islide my hands down Veronica’s legs as I climb on the bed, watching those voluptuous breasts moving up and down with every sharp breath she takes. She’s stunning. A miracle.
“You don’t know what you’re doing to me,” I growl as I grip her pants and start pulling them down, taking her panties with them. “You have no idea how beautiful you are.”
I step off the bed as I slide the last bit of clothing between us past her ankles, off her feet, and then let it drop to the floor.
She’s licking her lips, rolling her hips, and grabbing the sheets as she watches me with those lustful blue eyes.
“Spread your legs for me,” I growl as I drag my heated eyes down her writhing body.
She opens her thighs a little, giving me a glimpse of the treasure hidden between them. But I’m a demanding beast and I want to see everything.
I grab her knees and spread them wider, savoring the delectable sight of her bare pussy opening for me.
“Goddamn,” I whisper as I gaze down at her glistening folds. It’s the most breathtaking sight I’ve ever seen. And the most tempting…
My mouth waters as I drop down, inhaling deep, letting her intoxicating scent fill my lungs.
She sucks in a worried breath. “Boone… What are you—Oh!”
Her concerns melt away as I put my mouth on her sweet virgin pussy, dragging my hot tongue up her wet slit.
Fuck, she tastes good. Like sweet honey. One taste and I’m addicted.
I hold her legs wide open and devour her, licking, sucking, and tasting every inch of her dripping pussy while she moans and starts to get louder, whimpering and crying out.
“Yes, Boone,” she gasps, rolling her sweet pussy against my hungry mouth. “Don’t stop...”
I reach up and cup her bare breast, squeezing it with my palm as I slide my tongue inside her. She grabs the back of my hand and holds it on her like it’s the only thing keep her from spiraling.
Her back arches off the bed when I reach her clit, licking and tonguing it until she starts whimpering and moaning harder.
She gasps my name over and over, breathless, begging, unraveling.
When her climax hits, it’s devastating—her back bows, her thighs tighten around me, her voice breaks into a cry I’ll cherish for the rest of my life.
I keep my mouth on her, licking her through it as she writhes and bucks on my bed.
My bear is pacing inside me, claws flexing, growling for more.
He wants me to claim her completely. He wants our mark on her neck.
I ignore him for now, but it’s getting harder with the way he’s snarling in my ears.
Mark her. Take her.
This should shut him up.
I grip my hard shaft and climb onto the bed, kneeling right between her trembling legs. My eyes are locked on her wet pussy as I guide the head of my cock to her virgin entrance.
“Oh Boone,” she whispers, reaching for me. I feel those soft hands on my shoulders, pulling me onto her, begging me to slide inside her, to take her, to claim her.
She hisses out a breath as I run the tip of my throbbing cock up and down her slick folds. Her hands tighten on my shoulders, her fingernails dig into my flesh as I slide my head to her warm wet entrance and push in.
I’m not prepared for how good it feels. For how tight and warm she is. How her pussy feels like home.
Her virgin pussy squeezes me so damn tight it’s hard to think about anything else. All I can focus on are the intense sensations, her pussy walls clamping down on me, knowing she’s mine, knowing I’ve finally claimed my mate.
But it’s not enough for my grizzly bear.
He growls with irritation, wanting our mark on her.
Mark her. Now. Do it!
I grit my teeth as I start moving my hips, slowly thrusting in and out of this perfect woman.
She slides her hands into my hair as I kiss her breasts, licking her hard nipples, one at a time.
Mark her! my bear growls. Now!
I’m hurting her enough, I roar back. Fuck off.
He grumbles and starts pacing inside. I turn all of my attention back on my girl, thrusting in deeper and harder, wanting to feel her pussy cumming on me.
“How does my cock feel?” I growl on her open mouth as I pump my hips, driving in deep.
“So good,” she gasps, clinging to me desperately. “So fucking good.”
I tilt her hips up and drive in harder, slamming my pelvis into her clit until she’s screaming that she’s going to cum again.
“I’m going to cum,” she roars between cries. “Fuuucckkk!”
I grin as I watch her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth fly open.
She doesn’t make a sound as the orgasm rips through her, violent and fierce.
Her back arches, pressing her perfect breasts into my chest. I wrap my arm around her and keep thrusting, fucking her through it.
Her pussy tightens around me, clenching and pulsing on my concrete shaft.
Finally, she can make noise again. She cries out in a desperate gasp and then starts trembling under me, sinking into the mattress as a sexy sheen of sweat appears on her chest.
“Oh god,” she whispers as I keep taking her, not slowing down for a second. “Oh god. Oh god.”
I grin as I scoop her up and switch positions. I sit on the top of the bed, my back against the headboard, and lower her onto my lap.
She grabs my wet cock, shoves it back into her, and starts riding me without waisting a second.
I’m in awe as I watch her riding my dick. My ravenous eyes feast on the incredible sight of her hips moving, her tits bouncing, her hair swaying, her pussy riding up and down my pole, leaving wet streaks of cream.
She watches me with a sexy smile on her face as she takes every inch I have.
I grab her ass, but I let her do all the work. She knows what she’s doing. It feels incredible.
My bear acts up when she drops her head back, exposing the spot that’s destined for our mark.
He growls in my ear.
But I can’t tell him to stop this time. I’m focused on it too. I want to claim that spot like I’m claiming her pussy.
I want every part of her to be mine.
She sees me looking and gasps.
“Oh Boone,” she says, rubbing the spot under her ear. “I’m ready for it. Mark me.”
My bear starts emerging. There’s no holding him back. My arms, shoulders, and chest swell up. My teeth extend into sharp canines, pushing my lips out. I know my eyes are probably shining like gold bars under a spotlight because she’s staring at them in shock.
“Are you sure?” I ask. My words come out in a monstrous tone. An inhuman tone.
She cries out as I get bigger. Everything is getting bigger. Even my hard cock that’s already stretching out her virgin tight pussy.
But she’s tough. She can’t take it.
She is my mate after all. She was made for me.
She yanks her head to the side, teasing me with her exposed neck. “Do it,” she begs. “Make me yours.”
I run my tongue over my canines, feeling the sharp tips.
This is going to hurt. But it will only last a second.
I pull her down onto me, thrusting up into her warm pussy as I sink my teeth into her neck.
She cries out as my canines penetrate her flesh, clinging to me as I make her mine. Her body erupts with another orgasm as I transfer my mark onto her, that sweet pussy squeezing and pulsating around my cock.
Finally, I release her, sliding my teeth out and kissing the drops of blood away. The healing properties in my saliva will close those puncture wounds almost immediately. And her orgasm is distracting her from the pain.
I lean back and look at my mark on her. I’ve never seen anything so sexy.
She keeps riding my hard cock, that beautiful dark hair bouncing on her shoulders. I’m looking like a monster right now, stuck mid-phase, but it doesn’t seem to bother her in the slightest. Seeing that total acceptance of me makes me love her even more.
I grab her and pull her onto the bed, arching over her in the missionary position as my bear slinks back down and my body returns to normal.
She cries out as I fuck her like a savage beast, thrusting in and out at a merciless pace.
My orgasm comes out of nowhere, slamming into me hard and making me cry out in a primal roar.
I hold my cock deep inside her as my cum surges out, coating her pussy, then heading straight for her womb.
I’m shaking and breathing heavily when I finally pull out and drop onto my back. She cuddles up beside me, running her fingers through my chest hair while she makes the most satisfied little noises.
My grizzly grumbles in satisfaction. He got what he wanted for Christmas.
Our mate.
Our mark on her.
A positive future we can both be optimistic about.
I never believed in Christmas miracles, but Veronica is proof of them.
I’ll never forget that.
Ever.