Free The Bear's Arranged Mate: A Bear Shifter Romance Novel by Simply Shifters, Amy Star Page B

want,” he replied and bent over and kissed her.“Will we ever be free from our families?” it was more of a rhetorical question.
     
    “We can’t choose our family. But we can choose our lives,” he said wistfully, and kissed her again.
    She stroked his hair and pushed her tongue between his lips, found his waiting for her. They battled together, mouths balanced on one another, and she could taste the sweetness of his saliva, the hotness of his breath penetrating her own mouth. He withdrew slowly, and licked her chin and then her neck and she gasped as his hands moved under her shirt.
    She had given up wearing bras while on the island and his firm hands cupping the sensuous curves of her breasts made her gasp aloud and she opened her legs. His thigh pushed against the zipper of her shorts, causing a thrill to erupt inside her.
    “Fuck me, Connor,” she pleaded, pulling off her shirt, and then his.
    He was halfway pulling his own pants down when he went down on her, licking her in a long trail of wet saliva that trailed all the way to the lip of her jeans, and then he pulled off her as well. He pulled her panties to one side and his tongue brushed against her clitoris, and she felt it swell with blood and moaned, arching hips into his mouth.
    “You taste amazing,” he murmured, pulling away at the panties again so his tongue could access her swollen pubis. His tongue pushed away the folds of her labia and prodded against her vagina, and she cooed, feeling herself stiffen with the action of his tongue against her sex.
    “In me, I want you in me. Please, fuck me, Connor,” she moaned loudly, her stomach rippling with pleasure, “fuck me so hard I come.”
    He needed no more incentive, and pushed her panties down to her ankles. His own sex was swollen in the night air and throbbed and she plunged it into her mouth once, tasted the faintest sweetness of his pre-cum in her cheeks, and guided his wet dick toward her crotch.
    It wasn’t as painful this time, but she still bucked wildly as he moved against her, his foreskin peeling back and the head of his penis drilling against the inside of her vagina. She tried to focus on the muscles in her groin and squeezed herself around his cock, a movement that caused Connor to groan as well as he wrapped both of his strong arms around her neck in a vice-like embrace.
    He pumped harder and harder and she let out a scream. The wet sounds of their sexes mingling was almost too much for her, and she felt like coming, but by sheer force of will grit her teeth and tried to wait for him. She could feel her vagina dripping with the effort, sliding down the perineum into the crack of her anus, and pulled Connor’s head into her breasts, which were already heaving with sweat.
    Connor reached under her and pulled up both her legs so that both of them could watch as his penis plunged noisily into her, and she reached down and rubbed her clitoris, hurrying toward another communal climax.
    “Come with me,” she murmured, her voice raising in decibels.
    He grunted once, and she saw his shaft bury deep into her, until his pubic hair was nesting against hers and his testicles were draped lasciviously against her anus. It was a different orgasm this time. This one rocketed through her body, and she felt like she was going to scramble out of her skin the way it overtook her – Connor came just as hard, losing control of himself, his muscular thighs trembling. As he came inside her, she felt his cum jet against her insides, wet and almost unbearably hot, and opened her mouth in a silent scream.
    Slowly, the orgasm subsided again, and Connor withdrew, a wet slick of his semen drawing like a snail’s path up over her pubic hair, and she felt some of it seep out between her legs. She reached down, dipped her finger into the engorged red folds of skin, and withdrew it wet with his seed. Slowly she drew it to her lips and tasted him, and let out a long sigh.
    “You taste good, too,” she