Read Bad Bear: BBW Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance (BRIDES fur BEARS Book 1) Online
Authors: Natalie Kristen
Her lips parted, and it took
every ounce of willpower to hold himself still and not kiss her.
“Marcus,” she
whispered.
He should release her. He
knew what he should do, but he couldn't do it.
Before he could move, Staci
raised herself on her toes and pressed her mouth to his.
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
Staci felt Marcus's body
tense as she pulled him to her. His eyes widened and glowed with a
raw, feral heat which made her body throb and ache maddeningly. The
hunger in his eyes seemed to ignite her own lust and desire. She
couldn't explain it. It was as if her body was responding to his.
Marcus seemed to sense her need and arousal and she felt him grow
deliciously hard against her.
She felt his hands close
around her waist before his lips moved against hers. His kiss was
hot, sensual, deep and demanding. Marcus let out a low growl which
reverberated to the tip of her toes. Staci tugged him into the house
with her as she moaned against his mouth.
Staci kicked the front door
shut behind them as they fumbled in the dark. Marcus had told her
everything about himself, his family and his past tonight. He had
been honest and forthright, and he held nothing back. He didn't have
to let her know everything but he did.
Staci didn't see Marcus as a
killer. He had done what he did to save two frightened, helpless
boys. He had only been sixteen himself. He could have walked away
and pretended that he hadn't witnessed the horrific abuse.
Marcus saved his brothers.
He did what he had to do. It was a horrible, terrible thing to have
to do, but he didn't commit a murder in cold blood. He saw himself
as a murderer, but Staci didn't.
She wanted to ease his
suffering, assuage the guilt and pain that he was inflicting upon
himself.
“Staci...”
Marcus inhaled a ragged breath and forced himself to step back. “I
want you, but I know I can't have you, Staci. I have to stop...”
She stood in front of the
door to block him. “No.”
Marcus's chest rose and fell
with his heavy breathing. There was hope and desolation in his eyes,
and he stared at her with so much yearning and pain it made her heart
ache. Staci pressed a hand to her heart and gasped. It was as if
she could feel his hurt and pain, like they were connected somehow.
She took a step towards him
and pressed a hand over his heart. His powerful, thundering
heartbeats matched the rhythm of her pulse.
“I will have you,
Marcus,” she said softly but firmly.
His eyes flashed. “No.”
Staci blinked at him. “You
are denying me?”
“I can never deny you
anything, Staci,” he said hoarsely.
She wrapped her arms around
his neck and pressed her body flush against his. “Then don't
deny me this,” she whispered.
Marcus growled and grabbed
her. He took her mouth like a starving man, tasting her thoroughly.
His growl deepened as their tongues tangled, and their hands began to
peel their clothes off each other.
Clothes littered the floor,
leaving a trail to her bedroom. By the time they tumbled into bed,
they were completely and gloriously naked.
Staci writhed beneath Marcus
as he laced his fingers through hers and pushed her hands above her
head. He kissed his way down her neck and gently suckled her.
Staci arched her back and
groaned. Marcus laved his tongue down every inch of her curvy body,
leaving her quivering and whimpering in need.
She surrendered herself to
his skilful, merciless hands and mouth. Marcus took his time with
her. He gave her pleasure, and he made her beg for more.
But he didn't hurry. Her
undulating body was spread before him like a buffet, and he fully
intended to savor every part of her.
Staci trailed her hands down
his rock hard body and wrapped her fingers round his huge, erect
cock. Marcus jerked when she began to pump him with her fist, and he
tried to move her hand away.
“I want to feel you,”
she said. “I want you, Marcus.”
His throat moved. “Are
you sure, Staci? Once I have you and claim you, there will be no
going back.”
She held his face and
whispered, “I'm not going back, Marcus. I'm here. And I'm
yours.”
CHAPTER
SIXTEEN
Marcus stared at Staci. She
hadn't run away screaming after learning about his past. Instead,
she made it clear that she accepted and wanted him. She was giving
him her trust and her heart.
He almost couldn't believe
that this beautiful, amazing woman was his. How could a bad, brutal
bear like him have a mate like her?
“Staci,” he said,
bowing his back to press his forehead against hers.
Gently, she smoothed the
crease between his brows with her fingertips. “Take me,
Marcus.”
Marcus swallowed and looked
into her liquid brown eyes for a long moment. He could see the deep
emotions glimmering in her eyes and he felt himself falling hard and
fast. There was no going back.
He was hers. She owned him,
completely and forever.
Marcus pressed his lips to
her and slowly deepened the kiss. His large, calloused hands
caressed her curves, kneading her bountiful breasts and moving over
her round, generous hips.
Staci was a sensual,
passionate woman. She had told him all about her ex-fiance, and
Marcus thought that David was the dumbest ass on the planet. The
fool didn't know what a treasure he had lost. That jerk definitely
didn't deserve Staci.
Marcus caressed Staci's sweet
face with the back of his fingers. He swore that he would cherish
her, protect her and love her forever.
Parting her legs with his
knees, Marcus pushed the head of his cock into her body and sucked in
a breath. She was so tight. Staci whimpered as she wriggled her
hips, trying to accommodate his girth.
Marcus inched very slowly
into her tight, slick sheath. His breathing became louder and
harsher. He wanted to start thrusting hard into her, but he didn't
want to hurt her. She was so small and fragile and human.
Marcus rubbed his thumb over
her pink, engorged clit, smearing her juices over the sensitive nub.
Staci panted and cried out. He felt her channel rippling and
clenching and his eyes almost crossed. She felt so, so good.
Pulling her nipple deep into
his mouth, Marcus suckled her until he felt her growing impossibly
wet. With one smooth stroke, he surged into her body and buried
himself completely inside her. Staci's nails dug into his back as
she moaned in pleasure.
Marcus began to move, rocking
deep into her. He held her and looked into her eyes as he made love
to her, feeling their soul-deep connection with every beat of his
heart.
Staci was his. She was his
mate, his one and only.
Staci's cries grew louder as
she neared her climax. She looked so beautiful, with her hair spread
across the pillow. Her skin was hot and flushed, and her ample
breasts bounced as he thrust harder and faster into her. He wanted
to see her like this every single night.
“Marcus...” She
screamed his name as she orgasmed. As she shuddered in his arms,
Marcus bit down on the base of her neck and emptied his seed into her
hot, quivering body.
They clung to each other,
panting and murmuring almost incoherently.
When Staci could open her
eyes again, Marcus took her into his arms and embraced her tenderly.
“Thank you,”
Marcus whispered.
She widened her eyes at him.
“Thank you? As in wham, bam, thank you mam?”
“No!”
She giggled a little. “Don't
look so appalled.”
“You're not...”
“A chick you picked up
at the bar for a random fuck?” she teased. “Well,
technically, you did pick me up at The Round Table and we did...”
“You!” He threw
her on her back and pinned her wrists to the mattress. “You
are asking for it, Staci. I'm going to fuck you raw tonight. And
I'm not going to stop.”
With a wicked smile, she
spread her legs for him.
CHAPTER
SEVENTEEN
Staci kissed Marcus and
hopped out of his car. She had spent the whole weekend with Marcus
and his family. They'd had dinner at his place with his two
brothers, and when Marcus ushered her to his car to send her home,
Jax and Joshua had merrily stuffed themselves into the backseat and
insisted on coming along for the ride.
“What about us?”
Jax rolled down the window and stuck his head out. “Don't we
get kisses too?”
Marcus turned around to scowl
at them, but the twins ignored him and grinned hopefully at Staci.
She laughed and went to kiss
them on the cheek. “Thank you for the lovely dinner,”
she said.
“Glad you like our
cooking,” Joshua smirked.
Jax jabbed Marcus's shoulder
and said, “See, I told you we'd impress your mate with a nice
homecooked dinner.”
“Homecooked dinner?”
Marcus spluttered. “It was a microwave dinner!”
“We microwaved a
banquet for her,” Jax said stubbornly.
“And I loved it,”
Staci said laughing. “Really I did. I enjoyed myself very
much!”
Marcus rolled his eyes at the
twins as he got out of the car to walk her to her door.
“You don't have to do
that,” Staci chided. “I can walk a few feet from the
curb to my house by myself.”
Marcus smiled and waited for
her to unlock the door. Pulling her to him, he gave her a lingering
kiss and said, “I miss you already.”
Joshua made a gagging sound
from the car as Jax asked, “What? What did he say?”
Staci looked over Marcus's
shoulder and saw Joshua turning to speak quickly to his twin. She
forgot that Jax couldn't hear out of one ear. Bazl had damaged the
hearing of a six-year-old boy permanently with one cruel blow.
She saw Jax guffaw and grin
at them. Despite his childhood ordeal, Jax was cheerful and
optimistic. She saw that it was Joshua who was angry and bitter at
his twin's handicap.
He hurt more because he loved
his brother. Joshua was the older twin, and Staci sensed that he
blamed himself for not protecting his baby brother.
“Good night. Drive
safely,” she said softly to Marcus.
“Good night.”
She waved at the twins from
her window as the car moved off. The three brothers were very close.
They talked about everything and they wanted to know everything
about her. Jax and Joshua were delighted when Marcus brought her
home to meet them, and they had eagerly invited her to dinner.
And when they saw the
claiming mark on her neck, they were deliriously happy. “It's
so nice to have a big sister!”
“Boss Marcus around, so
he'd stop bossing us around,” Jax told her as he hi-fived his
twin.
Staci chuckled. The twins
had pulled out all the stops. They'd microwaved almost everything
they had in the freezer.
There had been way too much
food, but somehow they managed to finish everything.
Staci sighed and padded to
her kitchen for a drink. Spending time with Marcus and his brothers
made her think of her elder sister, Ethel. Ethel and her had been so
close as kids. But as they became teenagers, they had different
interests and friends. And then they grew up and drifted even
further apart. They were busy with work, their own social lives and
relationships, and they talked less and less.
What happened? Staci
wondered, staring at her phone.
Life happened
, a voice
in her head said. But that voice sounded too defensive and
self-justifying.
She knew that wasn't the real
reason. It was just an excuse.
Staci shook her head. She
should stop making excuses for herself.
Marcus and his brothers had
gone through life as well, and their lives had been so much harder
and harsher. They cared about one another, and they showed their
care and concern in their own loud, rowdy way.
They didn't hide their
feelings and censor what they had to say to one another. The twins
were Marcus's greatest critics and cheerleaders.
Staci grabbed her phone and
sat down heavily at the dining table. She wanted to call Ethel and
tell her...everything. They used to share secrets and gossip,
squabble and fight, but now...they were so polite and distant. She
hadn't even told her sister that she had broken up with David.
Staci winced. Why? Why
hadn't she told her sister?
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
Staci took a deep breath and
forced herself to take a long, hard look at herself. Had she changed
so much? What had changed really?
She frowned and turned her
phone over absently in her hand. After Ethel married and moved
overseas for her husband's job posting, they'd called each other only
on occasions. To wish each other happy birthday, happy new year, or
when they had news to share. Her sister had called to tell her about
her pregnancy. Staci had flown over for the birth of her niece, but
that was it. Her niece was about ten months old now. Her sister had
shared pictures of the baby, but they hadn't really talked much.
They were just so busy with their own lives.