Free Her Holiday Bear (A BBW Paranormal Christmas Romance) by Marie Mason

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    Jagger threw his head back and roared with his release as sensation after sensation traveled along his cock. He throbbed in her channel and his cum spurted inside her pussy, coating her womb with his warmth, with his seed. A picture of her, round and beautiful with his cubs flashed through his mind.
    Mine. Mate. Claim.
    He continued to thrust into her, continued to pour his essence inside her as he bent over her trembling body. Sinking his fangs into her shoulder, he marked her. Claimed her.
    “Jagger!” His name was a ragged cry on her lips as her body shuddered beneath his. He worked his hips, moving in and out of her, feeling the walls of her pussy squeeze down on his cock with every contraction of her orgasm. He continued pumping, drawing out their climaxes until they were both satisfied.
    Or as satisfied as he could ever be. He would always want her with a desperation he could never explain. Retracting his fangs, he licked the wound he’d made on her unblemished skin to help it heal faster. His mark would remain as a reminder that this woman belonged to his bear. He knew she had the courage and strength to be the mate of a bear–even one as contrary and hard to love as him.
    “Are you okay?” he asked placing kisses along her back. He moved her hair at of the way so he could kiss the nape of her neck. “I didn’t hurt you?”
    “Mmm, no.”
    “Good.” he pulled himself out of her body slowly. He heard a soft gasp and knew while he may not have hurt her, her body would still pay the price for their rough loving. Turning her around, he took her mouth. He held nothing back, his mouth moving over hers, his teeth nipping at her bottom lip and his tongue thrusting inside. She matched his passion, tasting him, biting his lower lip, and moaning in his mouth as their tongues tangled together.
    He ran a finger down her cheek and across her swollen lips. She leaned into his touch, love shining from her eyes. To think, he had almost thrown this away. Stayed in the cold, dark place that had been his home for so many years. His breath disappeared and he couldn’t help pulling her closing. “You’re mine now, Ally.”
    “I know.” She gave him such a tender smile he was almost afraid to say anything else. But she needed to know. If, if she couldn’t live with what they had done, she needed to leave now, now before… who the hell was he kidding? If she ever walked away from him, she would rip his heart from his body. Her hand caressed his chest, lingering over the brown nibs of his nipples. His cock, though just thoroughly satisfied, was still hard. It wouldn’t take too many of her caresses to bring the bear roaring back to the forefront either. And that’s what he’d been afraid of. Craving her touch and not having it. He knew now he’d take every day with her and consider it a blessing, a gift from fate.
    “Then I guess we better do this right.” He straightened his jeans and picked her up to carry her in front of the fireplace. He wrapped her in the quilt she kept on top of the couch to snuggle beneath on cold winter’s nights, urging her to sit down.
    Ally smiled in happiness as Jagger lit a fire. With the flames flickering and the lights of the Christmas tree twinkling and her pussy aching from Jagger’s love making… yep she was really, really happy. She watched as he bent over to pick up his discarded coat and hat. She licked her lips as his jeans tightened over his firm butt cheeks. When he turned around and walked back toward her, she opened the quilt wide, inviting him to her.
    What he did next wasn’t at all what she expected. She let her arms drop slowly, the quilt falling off her shoulders as he knelt down on one knee. She realized he held a green velvet box in his hand.
    “Ally, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? You are my mate, forever and always bound to me and my bear, but I want everyone, human or shifter, to know that.”
    “Oh, Jagger, you didn’t have to do this.”