Authors: Ariana Hawkes
“Don’t worry, I can take it,” she whispered, sensing that he was restraining himself with a massive effort.
Something in him uncoiled, and he began to fuck her hard, vigorously. Back and forth, in and out he moved, in long, relentless strokes. Each thrust set her nerve endings on fire, and she yelped and moaned like a wild animal. Her pussy turned to molten heat, throbbing out of control. He lifted one leg over his shoulder and went even deeper, making her gasp, before she learned to accommodate him. He began to pound her like a jackhammer, and she loved it, crying out and digging her nails into his back. She wasn’t a girl who liked to go slow. Fast, hard pumping was what drove her crazy. Before long, a second orgasm hit her, and her pussy spasmed hard around his cock.
“That feels so goddamn amazing,” he said. “I love the way your pussy feels. So hot and tight.” His dirty talk knocked her into a third orgasm, and a fourth, and she lay helpless, as wave after wave of pleasure hit her.
Suddenly, he sat up on his haunches, pulling her with him, and she balanced her weight on her knees and wrapped her arms around him as she rode his cock up and down. He gripped her ass with his hands, making her move to his rhythm. But she wanted it faster. Catching him off guard, she tipped him backwards, making him lie on his back, and without him slipping out of her, she switched to cowgirl style, riding him hard while she gazed down at his gorgeous body. He reached out and circled her clit with his thumb, and she came again and again. He let her take her pleasure until she was exhausted, and then he flipped her onto her back once more. They were so energetic together, she almost felt like they were wrestling.
Now her head dropped over the side of the bed, and she was helpless as he fucked her harder than ever before, holding her thighs flat and wide apart. She liked the feeling of being helpless, and the angle of his cock, rubbing against the front wall of her pussy.
Logan’s breathing was rough, and all kinds of snarls and growls escaped him as he pounded her harder and faster. He paused to move her further down the bed, laying her head on a pillow, and then he held her close, gazing into her eyes.
“Dina, you’re so beautiful, so incredible,” he whispered over and over again. His movements became very quick and jerky, and, at last, he came, with a roar, his seed shooting deep inside her, suffusing her with heat.
They lay quietly for a long time, damp with perspiration, the smell of sex heavy in the air. Logan’s face was nuzzled in Dina’s neck, and the feeling of this big, sexy man lying between her legs was blissful.
“That was incredible, Dina,” he said. “You’re such a sexy woman. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you had a tiger inside you.”
“Was I too much?” she asked, instantly anxious that she’d scare him away. She felt like something long repressed had just been unleashed inside her.
“Not at all,” he said. “You’re the sex-mate of my dreams. We bears are very physical, and I’ve always hoped that my destined mate would be my match in terms of appetite and energy.” Dina laughed.
“I think I’ve always had a huge appetite, but this is the first time I’ve met someone I’ve been able to indulge it with,” she said. A look of delight came into his eyes.
“This is only the beginning,” he whispered, running a fingertip over her face, exploring her cheekbones, her nose, her lips. “There’s a lot more mating to come, trust me. Bears need to mate often, to maintain a deep connection with our mate. I need you to know that you’re fully mine, and that I’m yours, your one and only, who will stay close to you and protect you to the ends of the earth.”
“Logan, I would really like that,” she replied. He held her and kissed her for a long time.
After a while, he got up and pulled the covers out from underneath them, then tenderly covered her body. She turned onto her side, and he snuggled against her, so that her face nestled into his chest. The last thing she remembered was him murmuring sweet compliments to her.
The next morning, Dina
awoke to the sight of Logan walking around the bedroom, butt-naked. He seemed to be looking for something, and she watched him drowsily, eyes half-open, so he didn’t notice she was awake. He had such a hot, masculine body. There was nothing self-conscious or preening about him; he had real, human flesh on his muscles, and there were little scars on his body here and there. She cast appreciative eyes over his shoulders, his biceps, his pecs, his ass. She felt like she wanted to lick every inch of this sexy man. His cock was semi-hard, and the sight of it made her pussy muscles twitch. She thought about all the things he’d said to her last night, both about how much sex they were going to have in the future, and about how he wanted to be her permanent, life-long mate, and her belly warmed with happiness and desire all rolled into one. She gave a contented sigh, and Logan turned to look at her.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, and walked over, climbed onto the bed next to her and enveloped her in a hug.
“Morning yourself,” she said.
“How did you sleep?”
“Very well, I think. I didn’t stir once.”
“That’s probably because it’s so peaceful here.” She listened, and all she could hear was the sound of birds.
“Maybe,” she said, knowing it had more to do with the fact that Logan had been there. She didn’t sleep well by herself, and last night, she’d fallen asleep feeling safe and protected, which was not a familiar feeling for her.
Logan pulled the covers back and climbed under them.
“Mmm, you smell so sweet,” he said, nuzzling her. “Like acacia blossoms.” His skin glided against hers as he held her against him. The touch of his body was instantly arousing, and Dina’s mind started going wild with all of the things she wanted to do. She dipped her head and kissed him on the lips, reaching for his cock at the same time. He let out a groan, becoming hard in a second. She moved her hand up and down his shaft, with light, teasing strokes, and his hips gave little jerks. He tried to push her onto her back, but she put a hand on his chest and persuaded him to lay on his back instead.
“You know what I was thinking of doing just now, as I was watching you walking around?” she said.
“What?”
“Taking you in my mouth,” she whispered. He made a sharp intake of breath, and, at the same moment, she ducked down and did just that. She licked all over the tip of his cock, teasing him, making light circles, moving up and down the shaft, until he was crazy with need.
“Dina, please,” he whispered at last, and, finally, she positioned her lips over the tip and took his length into her mouth. He growled and snarled as she moved up and down, sucking him deeper and deeper into her mouth, and, at the edges of her vision, she could make out his hand clutching at the bedsheets.
“Stop!” he said after a moment. “I can’t keep my bear under control.” He eased her off him, and, in a deft movement, he got to his knees, and turned her around. Unexpectedly, she was now on her hands and knees. She’d always hated doing it doggy-style, embarrassed by the size of her behind, but Logan stroked the globes of her ass, whispering words of appreciation.
“You look so sexy like this, Dina,” he murmured. “You have such a lovely round ass. I love your curves so much.” The touch of his hands was soothing, and then gently arousing. She found herself arching her back, to encourage him to caress her more firmly. His fingers moved in circles, edging closer and closer to her sensitive labia. He was close, yet tantalizingly just out of reach. She gave a sigh of frustration, realizing at the same moment that he was deliberately teasing her.
“Be patient,” he whispered, with a chuckle. She didn’t feel patient. Her clit was already throbbing, and that telltale ache had begun deep inside her – a sign that she would soon be wet and ready for him. When both of his thumbs ran the length of her labia, her body jolted. He caressed her outer labia for several, maddening minutes, making her wetter and more hungry for him, before he moistened a finger in her juices, reached around in front of her thigh and touched her clit. She jumped again, harder than before. Her clit was like a live wired. At the same time, she felt his cock lightly pushing at her entrance. She groaned and arched her back further, and, in one movement, he was in. She gasped at being so suddenly filled by him. It was almost more than she could cope with.
Keeping his finger on her clit, softly circling, he began to move in and out of her. As he made slow, measured thrusts, Dina lowered her head onto her hands, and pressed her hand over her mouth. What Logan was doing to her felt so intense that she had to restrain herself from screaming. Her pussy walls were on fire, his cock turning them to liquid heat. Her muscles gripped his cock, each thrust sending them into tiny spasms. His thrusts quickened, and became harder, each one filling her to the hilt, his pelvis butting deliciously against her ass. Before long, the spasms turned into a violent tremor, and she held her breath, feeling like she was falling through space. One hard thrust knocked her over the edge, and she exploded in an intense, powerful orgasm, beginning at her clit, and detonating in waves deep inside her.
Logan took her orgasm as a sign to fuck her even harder, and she collapsed on her front, helpless, as he pumped in and out of her unrelentingly. As with the previous night, she came again and again, and, as she hit one, extra strong climax, Logan came too, rasping and growling in her ear.
Afterwards, he stayed on top of her, kissing her back and the nape of her neck.
“That was even hotter than last night, Dina, which I didn’t think was possible,” he murmured. “I didn’t know mating could be so intense. You’re mine, all mine. I can’t wait for the day that I fill you with my seed, and you bear our first cubs. I can’t wait to make love to you while you’re pregnant, your belly gently swelling with our babies.” Dina wriggled with delight. She couldn’t wait either. She was so ready to have Logan as her lifelong mate, and bear his cubs.
*
Logan was as good as his word. Dina didn’t leave his place all of the following week. They stayed holed up in his cozy cabin, having rough, tender, energetic sex. He attended to her every need, cooking her amazing meals from his overstocked fridge, all of which had a strong meat focus. She ate deer, wild boar, moose and rabbit, all cooked to perfection.
On the following Saturday, Dina woke up to the sound of a beeper going.
“What’s that?” she said drowsily, rubbing her eyes. When she opened them fully, she saw that Logan was already out of bed, pulling his clothes on.
“It’s an alert. It means that there’s a fire emergency somewhere in the forest, and my boys and I have to go deal with it.”
“Is it bad?” she said, pulling herself into a sitting position.
“No. We just have to watch out for forest fires. It probably means that someone lit a campfire somewhere they shouldn’t have.” He walked over and kissed her on her forehead. “It’s still early. Go back to sleep, sweetheart, and I’ll wake you in a couple of hours with breakfast.”
“Ok,” she said uncertainly. As he crashed out of the cabin, she lay back down, not thinking she’d fall back to sleep at all. But, within minutes, she was sound asleep again.
When Dina next awoke, it was to the sound of animal growls and snorts. She sat up quickly.
What is that?
She drew the curtain aside, but couldn’t see anything unusual, so she pulled on the shirt Logan had been wearing the night before and rushed into the living room to look out of the window. What she saw made her jaw drop.
There were maybe eight huge bears fighting each other right in front of the window. Her heart began to beat fast, and she stifled a small scream. They were wrestling each other, tumbling around in the dirt, and their mouths were open, revealing sharp, white teeth. What the hell was she supposed to do? She wished Logan was here to help her.
Hold on, they’re not actually fighting that aggressively.
As she forced herself to calm down, she saw that they were actually tumbling around like puppies.
They’re playing! I didn’t know adult bears did that. But then, what do I know about bears?
She pulled the curtain a little wider, and one of the bears paused mid-wrestle and looked right at her. It was a black bear, with these really intense, soulful eyes. As she watched, it came right up to the window, and pressed a paw against the glass. The paw was huge, with a large black pad, five smaller pads, and five sharp black claws.
It’s Logan, of course it is
, her rational mind told her, although her heart was still pumping double time. Tense with nerves, she stepped away from the window, and walked to the front door. She opened it cautiously, and the bear was there, on the veranda, standing a little back from the door.
“Logan?” she whispered. The bear walked forward on all four paws, stretched its long muzzle towards her hand, and gave it a lick. She lifted her hand, still trembling a little, and placed it on the bear’s head. Its fur – Logan’s fur – was so soft and luxuriant. Growing more confident, she stroked his ears, and his muzzle, and his cute leathery nose. He turned his head in the direction of the other bears, and she followed his gaze. He gave a little bark, and they stopped rolling around in the dirt, got to their feet, backed up onto their hind legs and raised a paw. They were waving to her. They were all the guys she’d met at the garden party. Not that she could identify them individually, but it was them: Logan’s clan. She waved back at them, and they returned to their tumbles. Logan stepped closer to the door, and nosed it wide open. Slipping past her, he walked into the cabin. Dina followed him hesitantly, and closed the door.