Free The Island Of Bears: A BBW Paranormal Romance by Amira Rain

words coming out in a garbled rush. “Oh, God. Oh, God, yes. Yes.”
    I locked my ankles around the small of his back, wanting to take every last inch of him inside of me. Once he’d completely filled me, he began slowly rocking his hips with me still suspended, holding me under my rear now. Never in my life had I been witness to a feat of such strength and athleticism during lovemaking, a feat that was especially impressive since I certainly wasn’t a tiny-framed girl.
    The action of him rocking his hips had the effect of more or less bouncing me off me off his front, which had the effect of filling me deeper than I’d ever been filled before. The sensation was almost more pleasure than I could take, and I could already feel a powerful climax building deep inside of me.
    Several minutes later, shortly after I’d begun lightly stroking myself to increase my pleasure even further, my climax crashed over me so suddenly and powerfully that I threw my head back, both literally and figuratively seeing stars. Bright pinpricks of light from behind my eyelids seemed to join the pinpricks of light in the darkened sky and then merge with them, seeming to cover the deep blue expanse with thousands of twinkling diamonds.
    As wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, the sound coming out of my mouth was less of a cry and more of an outright yell, drowning out the sound of the crashing surf nearby. Holden was also making some rather loud noises, grunting and growling out his own release while he bounced me faster and faster on his hips, driving himself deeper and deeper inside of me.
    Once our dizzying passion was finally spent, he just held me to his chest for a short while, breathing heavily, before lowering me to the ground, pulling himself out of me at the same time.
    Nearly simultaneously, just as my toes touched the sand, a loud noise pierced the stillness of the evening yet again. But this time, the noise hadn’t come from Holden or me. This noise was like a blast of an air horn or something similar, seeming to be coming from far up the beach, toward the village. After a second or two, the blast repeated itself, then continued at regular intervals of the same amount of time. I couldn’t imagine what this noise meant. Though for some reason, it made a little chill dance along the back of my spine.  
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
     
    Holden had already put his jeans back on and was buttoning them by the fourth blast of the distant horn. He glanced up at me, and even in the dim light, I could see that his dark brows were drawn so closely together they were almost touching.
    “That’s the alarm horn that’s sounded whenever an enemy breaches the village. I’m sure it’s the Forms. We had a hell of a time keeping them at bay today, though I thought they were contained. Guess I was wrong.” Pausing, he glanced back in the direction of the village before turning back to me. “We have to go immediately.”
    Heart pounding, I glanced down at my body. “But... But I’m naked! I have to get dressed! Just go and deal with whatever you have to deal with. If the village really is being attacked by something, I’m probably safer here anyway.”
    “All right. Stay put. And I mean that, Haley. Stay put, and I’ll come back for you as soon as I can.”
    “Okay.”
    He quickly pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Everything’s going to be fine.”
    With that, he turned and began sprinting down the beach. When he was just about no longer visible, his body seemed to very abruptly turn into some sort of a massive black shape. The shape actually almost resembled a bear. I blinked, and the shape was already gone.
    My mouth suddenly became dry, and I swallowed with difficulty, giving my head a little shake.
    “No way. That’s insane. It’s not possible.”
    Despite the night being warm, even for the island, I suddenly shivered, realizing that maybe Holden was right. Maybe I was a bit scared of admitting that supernatural