Free Beary Overdue (Polar Bliss 1) by Ruby Shae

not he wanted her, and he didn’t want her to worry now.
    “Take off your pants,” he growled.
    When she started to obey, he stripped off his jeans and boxers only to find her still in her pink lace panties. She crawled on the bed, shaking her perfect round ass in his face, and he nearly lost it. She laid on her back and burst into a fit of giggles.
    He grabbed the lace material in one hand and ripped the panties off.
    “Reid! Those were my favorites.”
    “I’ll buy you a dozen more,” he said, pushing her knees apart.
    Oh yeah!
    Her bare pussy was soaking wet.
    “If you’re going to rip them up all the time, I’ll need more than a dozen,” she playfully scolded.
    “I’ll give you my credit card,” he said.
    She opened her mouth to respond at the same time he swiped his tongue over her wet hole. She cried out, and fisted the bedspread.
    “That’s wonderful,” she said.
    “The credit card or my tongue?” he asked.
    “Both. Don’t stop,” she said, breathlessly.
    As if he could.
    He licked from her pussy to her clit in long, hard strokes until she laced her fingers through his short hair and pulled. She was stronger than she looked, and he was happy she only had about an inch to hold onto.
    He playfully scraped his teeth over her clit, causing her to cry out, and then he jabbed his tongue inside her pussy. Her essence spilled into his mouth, and he circled her lower lips, licking up every drop, and then he filled her again. When he felt her pussy throb around him, he slid his hands under her ass, and pulled her closer, shoving his nose into her clit. He worked his tongue faster and faster until she came, screaming his name.
    Heaven!
    He was in fucking heaven as he licked up her sweet honey.
    Both sets of his canines elongated, and he felt his eyes change into the dark orbs of his bear. He looked up, and met Jillian’s honey brown stare. Seven years ago, he’d been able to control his animal side when they’d made love.
    Not any more.
    “I want you, mate,” he growled through two-inch teeth. “Forever.”
    “I’m yours,” she agreed. “Mark me, Reid.”
    He slid two fingers into her pussy and sank his teeth into her fleshy inner thigh. Her pussy clamped down his fingers as another orgasm ricocheted through her body, and she cried out in both pleasure and pain.
    His saliva sealed the wounds closed, but she would always have a scar and carry his scent. Other shifters would know exactly who she belonged to. 
    “That was amazing,” she sighed.
    “Turn over,” he growled.
    She looked down at this swollen cock, and quickly rolled over, putting her weight on her forearms and her ass in the air.
    He grabbed her hips and entered her in one smooth trust.
    Her pussy fit him like a glove, and his cock throbbed wildly. He moved in and out of her cunt, slowly at first, pushing deep. He loved watching her pussy swallow every inch of his length. She was so tight, so wet, so perfect, and he couldn’t hold back anymore.
    His fingers held her hips in a bruising grip as he pounded into her relentlessly, and when she cried out, it was to beg him for more. He slid one hand between her legs, circled her clit with his fingertips, and she was done.
    She came again, and when her pussy clenched around him, he froze and exploded deep inside her.
    When he finally let her go, she collapsed on her stomach like a rag doll. He went to the bathroom and ran a washcloth under the warm tap water, and then returned to the bed to find her fast asleep.
    She didn’t budge as he wiped away the remnants of their mating, and he nervously checked her pulse before climbing into bed behind her.
    His bear roared in satisfaction, curled up into a ball, and happily slept while Reid wrapped his arms around his mate.
    For the first time in seven years, he felt content.
    It was perfectly amazing…just like his mate.

Epilogue
     
    One week later…
     
    “Welcome to The Bear’s Den ,” Hayley smiled.
    “Hi Hayley,” Jillian said. “Are