“Oh…god,” she gasped, her thighs trembling on either side of my head. She bucked her hips as I worked my tongue over her clit, flicking and circling before dipping down to taste more of her. When her movements became too frantic, I wrapped my hands around her thighs and pinned her to the bed so I could feast as much as I wanted.
And I wanted. My cock throbbed, my balls heavy with seed. Charlotte’s taste flooded my mouth. I thrust my tongue inside her, fucking her with it while her cries spun higher.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she chanted, her thighs trembling in my arms. She dug her fingers into my hair and held my face against her pussy. Her cries echoed off the ceiling and in my ears, her pleas becoming a scream. “Beck! Oh god, Beck!”
When her body started to jerk, I fastened my lips around her clit and sucked hard. She keened, jerking and thrashing as she shattered against my mouth. I worked her through it, growls spilling from me as I sucked. I didn’t stop until her cries became whimpers and her legs fell open, her breasts heaving.
Lifting my head, I crawled up her body and claimed her mouth, feeding her the taste of her passion. My bear howled in my head, demanding I claim her completely. Reaching down, I gripped my dick and positioned myself against her heat.
Charlotte’s eyes fluttered open, desire turning them to dark chocolate. “Please, Beck,” she murmured. “I need all of you.”
“Oh, sweetheart,” I murmured back. “You own every inch of me.” I pushed forward, and her pussy enveloped me. Slick and tight. Hot and perfect. I slid home and then I had to stop because it was too damn much. Hanging my head, I struggled to catch my breath. Struggled not to come on the spot and spoil everything.
Beneath me, Charlotte rolled her hips, taking me deeper. Her slick walls clenched around my shaft, clamping like a vise.
“Fuck,” I muttered, eyes squeezed shut.
She stroked her fingertips through my beard, cradling my face. “Beck,” she whispered, dragging her thumb across my cheek. “Please don’t stop.”
I opened my eyes to find her watching me, her expression a blend of tenderness and desire. Her red hair spread around her head. She was flushed and wanting, her brown eyes huge and framed by impossibly thick lashes. She’d bitten her lip—probably when I ate her pussy—and the tender skin was as pink as the blush in her cheeks.
“Never,” I promised, starting to move. Her tight pussy sucked at my dick, and I moaned as I withdrew and pushed back inside. “God, you’re incredible.”
She wrapped her legs around my waist, drawing me deeper. “So are you.”
I set a steady rhythm, rolling my hips against her as I held her gaze. Each time I thrust home, she gave a breathless whimper that sent a bolt of electricity down my spine.
“Harder,” she gasped, clinging to my shoulders. “I want to feel you tomorrow.”
Holy shit.My response was a guttural sound that might have belonged to my bear, but could have come from my human half. Either way, I obliged her, snapping my hips and driving into her until the bed squeaked and the headboard knocked against the wall. Her body yielded so sweetly to mine, her pussy gloving my cock. Her breasts bounced, and I lowered my head and captured one puckered nipple between my teeth.
“Yes,” she moaned, arching up to meet me.
I shifted my weight to one forearm so I could slip a hand between us and find her clit. At the first stroke of my fingers, a fresh rush of wetness coated my shaft.
“That’s it,” I said, rubbing fast circles as I pounded into her. “Give me more of that sweet honey. We’re not stopping until this pussy squirts for me, sweetheart.”
Her head went back, her lashes fluttering as her mouth stretched on a silent scream. The bed shrieked. Wood thumped against the wall. Our gasps and moans rose together, the sound of our pleasure climbing to the ceiling. She stiffened, her pussy fluttering around me.
Then she was coming, her passage clamping hard on my dick. Her cries filled my ears. My own orgasm rushed me, speeding me toward the edge of a steep cliff. Muscles straining, I thrust a final time and came on a bellow, pumping seed deep in her pussy.
Mine, my bear roared in my head, the declaration triumphant and possessive. The second I caught my breath, I pulled out and flipped Charlotte onto her stomach. Then I yanked her to her hands and knees.
She gasped, looking over her shoulder with wide eyes. “Beck?”
“Not done,” I bit out, squeezing her hips. “I need you like this. Is that all right?”
She nodded vigorously, sending her hair dancing around her shoulders. “Yes. Anything you want.”
Oh, I wanted. I’d just finished, but my cock already stiffened again. I kneaded her ass, plumping the pliant curves. Her pussy was slick and pink, her lips puffy with arousal. Ejaculate seeped from her glistening opening and drizzled down her thigh.
“God…” I breathed, and my hand trembled as I spread her wider, admiring the hot trail of my possession on her skin. Gathering semen on my finger, I rubbed it over her glossy folds while she shuddered and softly cried out. I smeared my come in wide circles, painting my seed all over her. Then I collected more and pushed it back inside her. Her pussy clenched hard around my fingers. Her breathless moan floated back as she sank to her forearms.
She was a dream come true. Every fantasy I’d ever had. She rocked on my fingers, taking me deeper as she fisted the sheets. Creamy seed dotted her slick lips. Her clit pouted at the top of her sex, the little bud a dark, blushing pink. Withdrawing my fingers, I swiped more seed from her thighs and pushed it inside.
“You’re not going to lose a drop, baby,” I said, my bear garbling my voice. She moaned softly as I set a carnal rhythm, gathering my come and filling her back up, pausing now and then to pinch or stroke her clit. When I’d collected everything, I draped myself over her back, and I kept my fingers buried inside her as I used my free hand to cup her breast. Rolling her nipple, I put my mouth to her ear.
“You remember what I said?” I curled my fingers inside her as I mashed my wrist against her clit.
