Love to Bear: A Werebear Shifter Romance

Free Love to Bear: A Werebear Shifter Romance by A.T. Mitchell

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inferno in my core.
    I gushed wet heat all over him. Don grunted, pleasure
coursing through his system. My soft velvet stretched around him,
submitting to his size and strength.
    He went deep, claiming every square centimeter of my
intimate flesh. His shaft came to the edge of my womb, and the
sensation made me bite hard into my lip.
    “ Fuck!” My hoarse whisper filled the air,
filled with dumb amazement.
    It wasn't until he started to thrust that I had any idea
what was in store. Don quickly picked up speed, plunging into me and
pulling back, forming steady, deep strokes that tugged at all my
nerve endings again and again.
    There was no more room for rational thoughts in my
brain. Raging primal lust took over, throbbing in my blood,
commanding me to give myself to this beast like the god he was.
    I threw my legs around him. My ankles hooked tight
around his stiff ass, warm as heated boulders.
    With my arms and legs, I held on tight. Don drove into
me faster, harder, his tempo steadily rising to a frenetic pace I
couldn't hope to match.
    But I held on beneath him, feeling my heart and body
blossom, love and lust firing in my system. I clung onto his hot
flesh and rode the fierce masculine wave slamming into me, his full
body avalanche. Each blow fell heavier and more incredible than the
last.
    A sharp burn blazed up my core. His hands ran behind me,
cupped my ass, and pulled me in close, giving him the leverage to
thrust deeper still.
    I screamed, fully possessed by my own animal side. Our
flesh slapped together repeatedly as he held me up, burying himself
deep, grinding my clit each time he thrust all the way in.
    Don! You man, you animal. This is better than
anything I've ever had, and soon I'm going to –
    Fuck. Fuck!
    Savage curses echoed in my head. I came, twisting my
hips, howling and throwing myself onto him, impaling myself on his
big piston.
    Don gripped me tighter, lowered his face to my neck. His
teeth sunk into my flesh, rough and gentle all at once, adding one
more evilly addictive contrast to my explosion.
    My hips rolled, churning through my climax. Full body
spasms wracked their way up from my toes, singeing my spine.
    Everything flashed from black and white and red. I
became a scorched, blubbering mess of rhythmic fire, pushing my flesh
into his mouth even as my hips thrashed against his cock.
    With one hand, he reached behind me and yanked my hair.
His bite increased, sharper and sexier, drawing out the ecstasy long
after it should've stopped.
    “ You want me to come inside you, don't you?”
He whispered, his voice one octave above growling. “Say it for
me, Samantha.”
    My hair jerked in his hands like rope. Still delirious
with release, I buried my lips against his, groaning with pure
passion.
    “ Do it. Shoot it fucking deep! I want to drown in
your flames...let it all out, baby.”
    Holy crap, what am I saying? Or, rather – what
the hell am I feeling?
    I lost it. I was begging for his come, deep in the fever
that hadn't been extinguished with my second orgasm.
    And it wouldn't be long until he gave me what I wanted.
I needed him to come, flesh on flesh, spilling his heavenly essence
deep inside me.
    Don reared up, full on thunder tearing out his throat.
His strokes became angrier, like a storming sea, his hips impacting
mine so hard I feared we've both break apart.
    The moment he swelled inside me, I hit rock bottom. Or
maybe he catapulted me high into the stars.
    Whatever. I was coming again, and there was no holding
back.
    Don's hands pushed desperately at my flesh and he came.
Jet after jet of seed foamed out of him. His cock became a steel
pump, heaving up his precious fire, bathing me in all the deepest,
darkest, greediest places.
    The second I started coming again, my flesh constricted
around him. It sucked at the sea he was giving me, hellbent on
swallowing it deep, pushing it into my supple womb.
    We rocked, sweated, panted, and made sounds I can't even
identify. Wet heat flooded me,

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