Free Bear King's Curves: A BBW Werebear Shifter Romance by A.T. Mitchell Page B

hitched. He turned, giving himself fully to
my hands.
    In my fingers, I discovered how big he was, swollen to
perfection and throbbing just for me. I felt him in the beat of his
blood, man and beast, starved for a woman's attention.
    I stroked him once, all the way to the tip. Soap
trickled off him, moving with my hands, coating his finest heat in a
wet hot stroke just slightly less magnificent than my own.
    Nick locked eyes on me and watched as I stroked him
again and again. My hand rolled to his large balls, then back up,
steady flicks rolling to his thick tip.
    “ Faster,” he urged, placing his hand on mine
to show me how he liked it.
    I flushed. No one had ever given me any guidance like
this.
    I held my bottom lip, tense with the new lust driving
through me. Stroking him harder, faster, I formed a tight pocket with
my small fist, covering his length in hard, quick pleasure strokes.
    Impulse forced my lips to his hard, slightly hairy
thigh. I kissed him, licking at the water.
    He never expected me to move up so soon.
    Water poured through my hair, turning it wet and warm, a
silent urge to draw him deep into my mouth. I licked his head, a
quick test, then sank down on his length, as far as my lips would
carry me.
    Nick grunted, increasing his grip on my shoulders. I
sensed his whole body harden, and his cock jerked once against my
rolling, teasing tongue.
    “ Fuck!” He bared his teeth.
    Go ahead, honey. Let it all out. I like to feel it
when I'm doing something very right.
    I sucked him harder, loosening my mouth to take him more
easily. Nothing about sucking his fullness was really easy, but the
work was well worth it.
    Anything was to see him twitch and growl like that.
    His hips rocked forward. My hands sauntered up to his
ass, discovering his cheeks were clenched harder than ever, readying
to expel the explosion building beneath his length.
    “ Shit! Gods, Lyla...your tongue...make me fucking
come. Just don't stop, no matter how much I grind and twist.”
    I wouldn't dream of it.
    He opened his mouth like he wanted to speak again, but
no words came out. My lips ringed his cock, going down deep, down to
the base beginning to stiffen and balloon.
    Come shot up a second later, giving me less than a
second to react.
    His size grew in my mouth, pumping his hot, thick sap
along my tongue, a mouthful in every savage jerk. Bestial thunder
rumbled from his mouth, dredged up from the current tearing through
him.
    Music to my ears. So was the tempo I somehow managed to
keep up, matching his primal rhythm to mine.
    I gulped his come, drawing his essence deep inside me,
though I secretly wished it were flowing somewhere else.
    You have to fight that urge. The last thing you need
is a baby on the run.
    Still, just having him buried deep inside my mouth was
privilege enough.
    The great flood became a soft trickle, and then slowed
to nothing. He softened, pulled out. I swallowed the last of his
seed, engraving his spicy, masculine taste on my memory forever.
    His strong fingers went beneath my chin. He cradled it,
tilting my face up to look at him.
    “ That was perfect, Lyla. And from a woman like
you, I'd expect nothing less than perfection.”
    I stood up. We embraced for a long time, stroking and
kissing, taking the world's longest shower.
    Just now, the world's dangers might as well have been on
the moon.
    We had the whole world to ourselves in this lodge, a
world made for nobody but him and I.

    “ Sir? You ready for a chat?” Nick stood next
to me.
    “ I told you once, young man. Call me Tuts. And
yes, I am.” The old Indian man smiled behind the counter.
    It was late, about an hour after dinnertime. Not that it
mattered much because there was exactly one other couple staying at
the lodge who we'd seen.
    Tuts walked into the backroom and spoke in a language I
couldn't understand to the young woman there.
    “ You sure about this?” I asked, looking up
at my man.
    “ Completely. I have to find out what he knows.