A Bear's Seduction (Forbidden Shifters Book 2) (3 page)

He crossed his legs, and it was almost as if he was studying
me.  The overhead light shined down upon him, and I saw some stubble on his
face and a slight cleft in his chin. There was an uncomfortable silence, and
suddenly I felt on edge.

“You’re nervous,” Bear said.

I looked over at him wondering how he knew so much about me.

“I can smell your apprehension, and I could hear your heart
picking up tempo,” he continued.

I couldn’t deny it, and the heart thing wasn’t due to fear or
anxiety, but I was suddenly drawn to him, immensely attracted to this
werebear.  I didn’t know how to respond, and the next thing I knew he was
leaning over the table and his lips were on mine. I could taste the wine he’d
just sipped, smell his aftershave and that sexy odor that I’d never smelled
before and assumed it was one hundred percent werebear.

He slid his tongue across my lips and my nipples pressed
against my bra. My pussy pulled and suddenly needed attention. I couldn’t
exactly describe how it felt because it was a new experience for me. All I
wanted was for him to push the plates and dishes onto the floor, throw me on
top of the table, and let me enjoy my first fuck with a shifter.

A woman’s cough jarred me out of that thought. Bear pulled
away, and I looked to my left and saw Mabel standing there with a pie in one
hand and a jar of what looked like whipped cream in the other. No one said
anything as she headed toward the table and placed the two items on it.

“I’m sorry if I was interrupting a business meeting,” she
finally said.

“Mabel’s husband was also looking for a mate with a sense of
humor and as you can tell this fine chef’s one tends to be slightly sarcastic,”
Bear said.

 “You, young bear, aren’t too old to be sent to bed without
dessert.”

He poked his tongue out at her and then lifted her hand and
kissed the back of it. “Now leave us to enjoy your fine huckleberry pie and
I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Goodnight, Ms. Bixby and keep your eye on this one. He can
be a very bad bear at times.”

“I will. Have a good evening, Mabel,” I said.

She gave Bear a pat on the shoulder and then was gone.

“Would you like a slice of huckleberry pie?” Bear asked me. I
noted that there was no mention of the kiss we’d just enjoyed. Well, at least I
had.

Huckleberries. The bear’s favorite berries and they were
banned from eating them as part of their punishment for their uprising.

“I hope you like huckleberries,” Bear said.

“I love them and yes, I definitely want a slice.”

He cut what I considered a huge piece and slathered on some
of the whipped cream.

“I might not fit into my dress for the party if I continue to
eat like this.”

“You can always take a midnight stroll.”

Or make love with you.

He looked at me, and I wondered if werebears could read minds.
I’d never heard about it, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t a quality they didn’t
possess. Maybe it was something they purposely kept to themselves as a way to
stay safe against us. Perhaps that’s how the uprising had begun without
non-shifters knowing what they were planning.

“I know I intrigue you,” Bear said.

“You do.”

“You’ve not been around many of us have you?”

“What super rich people?”

He smiled. “Mabel’s already rubbing off on you.”

“I do know you’ve been a bad bear at times.”

“Ah, my arrests.”

“You like non-shifter women?”

He took a bite of his pie and then sat his fork down.

“I like trying all kinds of pussy.”

I didn’t know what to say to that, and then he touched my
face.

“Are you aware that when the subject of anything remotely
sexual is raised, that you blush?”

I wasn’t, and it made me self-aware, and I guessed the blush
he’d witnessed was deepening because I could suddenly feel my skin burning.

“It brings out the freckles on your face,” Bear said.

Freckles. I hadn’t been aware I had those either. No wonder I
burned when I spent too long in the sun.

Bear finished the last of the pie and downed the remaining
wine in his glass.

“I could open another bottle if you’d like,” Bear said.

I shook my head. “I have a couple of hours of work to do, or
you’re not going to be a happy client.  I hate to eat and run, but I need to
check in with Josie. She goes to bed early now she’s near her due date.”

Bear nodded as I stood. It wasn’t a lie. I did have work to
do, but I was getting uneasy sitting here with this very sexy werebear. I’d
promised I wouldn’t get involved with a client, and I always stuck to my word.

I stood.

“Maybe we can do this again tomorrow, and I’ll let you pick
what we eat and maybe we can do something fun together after,” Bear said. He
stood, lifted my hand, and kissed the back of it.

He smiled, and I guessed I’d blushed again. Damn.

Chapter Six

I watched Ali walk away. I was totally in awe of her cute
round butt with the pretty floral dress clinging to her form as she headed to
the door. I was sure she knew I hadn’t taken my eyes off her since she’d stood
and left the table.

I touched my lips. Whether she’d known it or not, she’d sent
out an I want to fuck you scent into the air, so I’d kissed her. I thought I’d
feel the same thing I had when I’d kissed the other non-shifter women. I had,
in fact, felt nothing with any of them. Not the zing and the rush of blood
through my veins that would tell me I’d met my mate. I’d not only experienced
that the second my lips had touched Ali’s, but my heart had beat so fast I
thought I was having an attack. That’s how other bears had described the
feeling they experienced when they’d kissed their mates for the first time.

My grandmother had been right in her prediction. My future
mate was a non-shifter, and she was Allison Bixby. Ali might have sensed
something too when she’d kissed me. It probably scared her, and perhaps she
hadn’t ever thought about her partner being a bear.

I swirled the fork around in the last of the juices from the
huckleberries. I might have to woo and seduce her while she was under my roof.
I’d also have to make love to her just to make sure she was the one.

I pulled on the front of my pants. The thought of my cock
sliding inside Allison almost made me come. I closed my eyes, imagining her
body naked before me. Me parting her legs and seeing her pink folds for the
very first time. Parting her pussy lips, and seeing the treasure waiting for
me.

A drop of sweat slid down the side of my face, and I could
smell my own desire. I needed to shift and run, or I’d have a restless night.

Chapter Seven

I typed in Josie’s Skype number and soon her image was on the
screen.

“How you doing?” I asked her.

She yawned before answering. “You wouldn’t believe how tired
I am today. I think this little guy’s going to put in an early appearance so
you better be prepared to take over as boss sooner than we’d planned.”

“I can’t wait to meet this baby boy.”

“Me too and I can’t wait to see my feet again. So how are
things at the McCready Mansion?”

I liked the name she’d picked for it. “Just fine. I’ll be
doing a final check tomorrow once they start putting up the marquee.”

“And what is Mr. McCready like? Is he a demanding CEO or
what?”

“No, he’s businesslike but personable enough.”

I didn’t want to tell Josie about the kiss.

“Did I see a twinkle in your eye as you said that?”

“Probably the reflection from the very expensive looking lamp
I’m sitting by.”

“You will have to tell me everything about the house. You
know it was featured in a design magazine last year.”

“I had no idea.”

“Well, as long as everything is going to plan then I’ll let you
go have fun while the night is still young,” Josie said.

“I think I’m going to walk around the gardens that my room
overlooks. And there’s a huge swimming pool. I only wish I’d brought my
swimsuit.”

“You can always go skinny-dipping.”

“Now there’s a thought. Maybe after it gets dark.”

“Call me if you run into any trouble,” Josie said.

“Will do, sleep well.”

I put the lid down on my laptop and then changed into my
jeans and t-shirt and slipped on my sneakers. I’d eaten too much at dinner, and
a nice stroll would be just what I needed before I turned in for the night. I
headed out of my room, wondering which bedroom belonged to Bear and if he even
resided on this floor. I walked down to the foyer and as I wasn’t sure how to
get outside from any other door but the front one, I exited through it.

The temperature was just perfect, not too hot and no cool
breeze like there had been for the last few nights. I looked up. Bear lived so
far out of the city limits that I could actually see the stars beginning to twinkle.
The thought of swimming on my back looking up at those seemed very appealing.
Maybe I would come back out and skinny-dip.

I turned the corner by the parking lot and made my way
through some gardens and to a gate that I knew led to the back of the property
because I could see it from my window.  It made a clanging sound as the wrought
iron catch swung back before I had a chance to manually close it. The flowers
were fragrant, jasmine or honeysuckle, I think, and I took a deep breath as I
made my way down a path with trees on either side. Ahead of me was a wooded
area and I could see a bench by the side of a path so I ventured toward it. 
Bear was very lucky to have this house and setting but by the sound of it, he’d
worked hard to get it.

I found the bench and sat, and after leaning back on my
hands, I took in the sounds and smells. A breeze came up, and I detected roses
were growing nearby. My mom’s favorite flowers. The leaves on the trees rustled
and I suddenly felt relaxed, happy almost, and I realized that while I hadn’t
been depressed or sad with my life, I sensed that at this very moment it had
become clear what I wanted. A man of my own, a family and…

I shivered and sensed I was being watched.

I sat upright and turned around to see if anyone was there. I
was alone, or so I thought. When I turned back, a Kodiak bear was less than ten
feet from me. At first, I wanted to run and run fast but knew that was the last
thing you wanted to do with a bear who could easily outrun a human.

I took a deep breath, hearing my heart pound and my hands and
legs wouldn’t stop shaking. The bear stepped closer, and it was at that point I
realized that it was Bear. I recognized him from the painting on the wall. I
also saw a familiar look in the bear’s eyes. He walked a few more steps, and I
didn’t move, hoping that my instincts were right, and this was the man who I’d
dined with less than a few hours ago. I still hadn’t moved when he stood just a
foot from me.

“Bear,” I said.

Duh, like he would be able to respond.

He took another step and his fur grazed my leg. I lifted my
hand and placed it on his back. I’d always assumed a bear’s fur was soft, when
in fact, it was coarse but very thick. I ran my hand along his spine, and he
arched up as if he was enjoying it and almost getting turned on by my actions.

Bear rubbed against my leg again and then put his face up so
it was close to mine. I shut my eyes, hoping that he wasn’t going to bite me,
but instead I felt his hot breath kiss my skin. I took another deep breath, and
it was like he was telling me what to do, compelling me, like it was a bear’s
seduction.

He turned and walked down the path and now I knew I had to
follow. He picked up speed, and I could hardly keep up with him. I ran, but
he’d disappeared into the bushes.

Ali, Ali, follow me.

I knew he hadn’t said anything out loud, but I sensed he
wanted me to venture into the bushes too. When I came out the other side, I was
by the swimming pool. Bear was now back in his man form, standing naked by his
neatly folded clothes. He turned so I could see him full frontal.

He was beautiful. Muscular chest, six pack ab with powerful
looking thighs on which sat the longest, thickest cock I’d ever seen. I stood
spellbound, hoping he didn’t mind me ogling him, but that’s all I could do. He
rubbed his hand down his shaft, turned so I saw his butt and then he dived into
the pool.

“You coming in or what?” he called to me.

I’d only joked about going skinny-dipping, but that’s what I
was about to do with a man who less than a few minutes ago had been a bear. I
walked to the edge of the pool and kicked off my sneakers. Bear tread water in
the middle of the pool and watched as I took off my t-shirt and then my bra. I
saw him lick his lips.

“Hurry up. The water’s just the right temperature for a
nighttime swim,” Bear shouted.

I unzipped my jeans, slid them down my legs and then slowly
lowered my panties. I stood at the edge of the pool as Bear swam over to me. He
looked up, and I would have given anything to know what he was thinking. Did he
like what he saw? Yes, I was a full-figured girl but proud of it.

“Come on, jump in and I’ll catch you,” Bear said.

I believed him. I leaped in and went under the water but soon
felt Bear’s arms going around me. The water was colder than I anticipated and I
shivered.

“Don’t worry I’ll soon warm you up,” Bear whispered in my
ear. He pressed his body into mine and his now erect cock speared my lower
belly. We held on to one another, and I parted my legs and slipped them around
his hips as he swam along with me attached to him.  So big and strong and I
felt safe like nothing in the world could ever hurt me.

We kissed as he tread water with me still attached tightly to
him. His tongue slipped into my mouth and dueled with my own.  I ran my fingers
through his hair that was now wet and wavier.  I inched upward so the tip of
his cock scraped the entrance of my pussy. I felt his shaft stiffen and jerk
against my body.

“I have one of the permits sitting in the back pocket of my
jeans.” Bear nodded toward his pile of clothing sitting on the edge of the
pool. “I also have a phone so we can register our permit and in my shirt
pocket, there’s a condom waiting to be used.”

My pussy pulled and ached as I pondered the situation. As I
thought about whether or not I wanted to do this, Bear played with my left
nipple, rolling it and pulling it between his thumb and forefinger. Werebears
don’t play fair. Had it not been that he was a client, I wouldn’t have
hesitated, but the bottom line was, he was just that.

“You’re a client.” I verbalized my reluctance, hoping he’d
come up some smart reply to make it all okay.

“I’m not going to fire you. I’m not going to think anything
less about you or your ability to do your job. This is between us.”

Yeah, I knew I could count on him to make it seem like no big
deal.

“Okay, yes, let’s do this.”

We swam to the side of the pool and Bear jumped out in one
easy movement and then held his hand out to help me out too. He reached into
his pocket and pulled out the permit. I saw our two names already written on it.
He had planned the whole thing, the following me out here, the way of seducing
me…

He grabbed his phone and dialed the number on the permit. The
Enforcement Agency required all permits be called in with the names of those
having sex.

“Good evening, this is Bear McCready. I have permit number
9840, and I’d like to use it with Allison Bixby.”

Bear didn’t take his eyes off me as he spoke. I could hear a
male voice on the other end asking for Bear’s tag number. All bear shifter’s
had chips implanted in them after the war so they could keep track of them.

“It’s 59887H,” Bear said.

“Yes, she is willing, and I have not coerced or seduced her.”

I bit my lip. Coerced no, seduce maybe, but I loved every
minute of it.

“Okay, yes, we can definitely do that. Good evening to you
too.”

“We have to call in if you get sick within twenty-four hours
of our first fuck,” said Bear. He leaned into me and kissed me. We wrapped our
arms around one another, and his cock scraped against my belly.

“I’d planned to go inside and do this in the bed, but I don’t
think I can wait,” Bear said.

“I have an idea,” I said.

I ran into the wooded area where I’d seen him in his bear
form. He, like the bear that he was, gave chase, slowly but surely catching up
with me. He caught hold of my hand and pushed me up against a tree and its
rough bark grazed my butt cheeks.

Bear lifted both my arms up and held my wrists against the
tree with one hand. His grip was firm and almost demanding. His other hand
traveled down my belly, sinking deep into my pubic hair.

“Part your legs,” Bear whispered. He had a bossy tone to his
voice, but it turned me on, and I felt myself growing wet as I slid my legs
apart.

I sighed when he pushed his finger downward into my folds and
began to massage me. Within seconds he had his thumb on my clit and was going
to work on it.

“Don’t worry about being vocal out here because my nearest
neighbor is miles away.”

“So you’re arrogant enough to think you’re going to make me
scream and cry?”

He didn’t respond. Instead, he massaged me harder and faster
until a slight gasp escaped my lips. I’d never come close to climaxing this
soon ever before. Was this a special gift of all werebears or just Bear?

“I can see it in your eyes, you’re close to experiencing pure
bliss, but it will be nothing like what you feel when I push my dick inside
you.”

Conceited men have never been my thing, but there was
something big and bad about Bear that made it perfectly okay.

He twirled his thumb faster, and I gasped. I think I might
have drooled too as my orgasm washed over me. My legs, feet, and toes even felt
the effects.

He stepped away and pushed the condom over his shaft and in
one easy movement, he’d lifted my right leg and held it as he gently circled
the entrance of my sex with the tip of his dick.

“You ready to experience something like never before?” Bear
asked.

“Fuck me,” I said.

“With pleasure.”

He slid forward and at first, I didn’t think his cock would
fit inside me, but then I felt pressure and realized he was all the way in.  He
kissed me as he began to thrust. My butt bounced on and off the tree. I guessed
it was going to hurt like hell in the morning, but I didn’t care.

I wrapped my arms around Bear as he moved upward, his dick
hitting my G-spot. No guy had even found that even after having sex with me a
dozen times, but Bear knew right where to head. He made a grunting sound and
then nipped at my neck as he picked up speed and intensity. I stood on tiptoe
on the one foot I was balancing on and felt a stirring in my belly, knowing it
was the very beginnings of my orgasm.

Bear must have sensed it too because he moved even faster, my
butt scraping the tree as I felt like I was falling into an abyss. My toes
tingled, my calves felt like they were being massaged, and my thighs and
pussy—oh my God, I’d never felt like this before.

My nipples hardened and brushed against Bear’s chest as he
pushed some more and then before it could register, I found myself calling out
into the night. I heard my cry of joy travel through the trees and then Bear’s
loud groan joined, and I realized that he too had found bliss. We put our
foreheads together and breathed in unison.

“Did that live up to your expectations?” Bear asked.

I took a deep breath before answering. “It did and a lot
more.”