Bear Naked and Bite Marks (11 page)

“I really am not comfortable with
someone looking me up. It’s a bit
stalkerish
, if you
know what I mean?” Maybe he should have felt bad for what he did, and he
supposed he did, kind of, but this was who he was. He had told her the truth
about himself, and that was a lot more than he did for others. “If you want to
know something about me just ask, okay?”

“Yeah,” he said and then ran his hand
over his jaw. “I just didn’t want to start this off with lies.” She looked down
and smoothed her hand over the linen napkin.

“Although I don’t really like the fact
that you dug into my past,” she looked up at him, “and I don’t think I want to
know how deeply you dug, thank you for at least being honest with me.” She
reached for the bottle of wine and filled her glass up, gestured the bottle to
him, and then filled his up as well when he nodded for more.
“Just
don’t do it again.”
She smiled, but she was being completely honest. “You
want to take this to the living room? It’s a lot more comfortable than these
chairs.” She stood, and he followed. He grabbed the wine bottle and followed
her out, and
damn
him for not being able to not stare
at her ass. But shit, the way that thing swayed and jiggled under the jersey
material of her dress did wicked things to him. She sat on the couch, but there
was no way in hell Declan was going to put any distance between them. The heat
between them was slowly climbing, and although he had no delusions that he
would get to sample Melissa tonight, he did have hopes that they could move in
that direction. To say it was hard not to touch her, to take what he wanted,
and just claim his mate, was the understatement of the fucking century. She
turned to face him, and he did the same. “We can watch TV, or talk more if you
like.”

“Or you can move closer, let me touch
you, smell you, and let things progress the way they are going to anyway.” Her
eyes widened, and Declan realized what he had just thought hadn’t been private
at all. He had just fucking said that shit out loud.

Chapter Eight

Melissa shouldn’t have been surprised
that Declan had said those words, but she was. What was even more shocking was
he hadn’t even meant to. The grizzly’s arousal was like nothing she had ever
experienced before, and it was all for her. When she had planned on seducing
him, taking this to the next level and seeing how it would go, all of that had
been in theory. Melissa had never been one to grow nervous or apprehensive on
taking something she wanted, and never when it concerned a male, but when she
had opened her front door and seen Declan standing there, she had felt like
this was her first time with a male all over again. They only sat a few inches
from each other, and their knees almost brushed together. What she wanted was
something that didn’t require that part of their bodies, but she didn’t move. The
lights were dim in the living room, and it was a very intimate setting,
especially when the only thing that could be heard was the sound of their
combined breathing. With every second that passed her pulse quickened further,
her pussy became damper, and her clit throbbed. Her panties were past the point
of being soaked, and the slinky material of her dress—although casual—hugged
her body like a second skin. She was a bigger girl, with curves and bumps that some
females found disgusting, but Melissa loved that she wasn’t this twig of a
frame, loved that when she had been with males they would hold onto her and
give her all they could. That was what she wanted with Declan.

Setting the wine glass on the table and
then smoothing her hands down her thighs, she told herself that her nerves were
not warranted here. She wanted Declan. He wanted her, and all she needed to do
was grab onto her confidence and take what she wanted. Looking back at him
showed Declan still as stone, and his focus totally on her. Maybe she should
have kicked his ass out of her house when he admitted to basically spying on
her, but Melissa was a strong believer in redemption, and his coming clean, not
wanting to have any lies or secrets between them, went a long way in her book.
She also should have been scared shitless that she was in the company of
someone who had been in the SIL. They were more of a select, elite group of
males, similar to the ones the humans had with their Delta Force or SEAL teams.
But everything was hush-hush with the SIL, and she was content in that. This
male, her mate, was deadly, skilled, and trained to take people down when they
didn’t even know he were standing right behind them. But Declan would never
hurt her, was in fact very territorial of her, and what female didn’t like
that?

“The way you’re looking at me is very
dangerous, female.” His voice was low and rough, like sandpaper moving along
her body.

“And what way is that?” She was playing
with fire, tempting his beast that flickered right in front of her, but she
loved every damn minute of it.

“Like the way I’m looking at you. The
look that screams you
need
me as badly as I need you.”
Her heart pounded so hard that she felt like it would burst right through her
ribcage. He moved closer, so close that she smelled the sweet berry flavor of
the wine on his breath. His eyes were lowered and trained on her lips, and she
felt them part under the weight of his stare. He was so ruggedly handsome, so
masculine and raw, that Melissa wasn’t going to deny herself the one thing she
wanted the most: him. But before she could lean forward, kiss him, and run her
hands over all that muscle that was barely hidden beneath his clothes, Declan
was talking in that rough timbre of his again. “As much as I like the fact that
you want to take control,” he lifted his gaze from her mouth and to her eyes,
“I’m not a male that takes well to submitting to others.” He leaned forward,
and all she could do was sit there, motionless, waiting for this potent male to
have his way with her. And God, Declan was so going to have his way with her. She
could see it in his eyes, and feel it in his words. “Just tell me how much you
fucking want this, too, Melissa. I want to actually hear you say it.”

His breath brushed along her lips, and a
small sound left her. Melissa liked submitting in the bedroom, but she had done
so with her mind still controlling the situation. But here, now, she felt very
helpless with this very dominant bear. Her mind and body were already in
submission. She wanted to feel him slide his cock deep inside of her. He would
be huge between his thighs, that she had no doubts about, and Melissa ached to
feel the stretch and burn of Declan claiming her.

“Tell me you want be to do filthy
fucking things to you.” He slid his hand over her thigh, along her hip, and up
her side to rest right by her breasts. “Tell me you want my hand prints on your
body.” He slid his hand over her breast, very slowly, giving her time to stop
him if she wanted. When he covered the mound a moan spilled from her. “And tell
me you want the bite marks of your mate covering your lush flesh.”

“You know I want that, and so much
more.”

He applied pressure to her breast,
curled his hand around her sensitive flesh until a sting of pain filled her and
mixed with the pleasure. She let her head fall back slightly, and instantly
Declan had his mouth on her exposed throat. God, she was going to come before
he even fucked her.

****

Declan groaned deeply against Melissa’s neck.
She even tasted sweet. He flattened his tongue and ran it up the length of her
neck, over and over again until his bear was appeased. Her breasts were more
than a handful, and her nipple was a rock hard bead in the center of his palm.
His cock jerked against the zipper of his jeans, and he felt wetness coat the
tip. He wanted her, and he was going to have her. She wanted this, told him as
much, and he sensed her wolf relinquishing its power over to him. She may butt
heads with him, but he knew in the bedroom she would submit to him fully. “You
have no idea how hard I am right now, baby.” She moaned, and the vibrations
that came from her neck went right to his mouth.

“You’re probably as hard as I am wet.” Her
words had a low rumble leaving him. His bear pushed forward, coming to the
surface, and kicking his human out of the way. Right now his grizzly wanted a
taste of their mate.

“I want to see your ass in the air, want
to spread your cheeks and look at the cunt that is
mine
now.” He pulled back enough to look in her face, but she was already watching
him.

“Your bear…” Her desire was piqued, and
he grinned like the wild animal he was. Yes, his bear was the one taking
control, and it would be all the sweeter. He didn’t want to talk anymore. All
he wanted was them naked and on a bed with him between her thighs. Declan took
her mouth again, fucked her between her lips with his tongue, and groaned
deeply.

“The things I’m going to do to you will
have you screaming out my name and begging for more.” A gasp left her, and he
swallowed it. Kissing her harder, he didn’t give her time to take any control.
He was the male, the animal, and the one that would be doing the fucking. He
slipped his hand to the collar of her dress, and without giving her a chance to
realize what was happening he tore the material. The sound of fabric rending
filled the room, but it didn’t mask the rising scent of her lust, or the sound
of her breath hitching. Declan pulled back and looked at the work he had done.
The front half of her dress hung open, but it was the sight of her bared breasts,
free of the confining material of a bra, that had his mouth watering. Pushing
her back on the couch, he tried to remember that this was their first time
together, that he should go
slow
, but he couldn’t. It
seemed like a lifetime he had wanted her.

He lowered his head and latched onto one
of her nipples. Moving his tongue around her areola before sucking the taut
peak in his mouth, Declan felt her tremble beneath him and took her flesh
harder and more fiercely in his mouth. He alternated to the other breast,
sucked, licked and nipped until both of her nipples were wet from his saliva,
hard from his mouth, and red from the erotic abuse he had just given her. But
her little pants and soft mewls for more wouldn’t stop him from escalating
this. “As much as I’d love to take you right here, I want you spread out
completely on a bed for me. I want to see every fucking part of your body that
will be
mine
, not only tonight, but forever, Melissa.”
He leaned forward, placed his mouth right on hers, but didn’t apply any
pressure. “And when I slide my dick into your pussy, which I can smell is
pretty damn juicy right about now, I want to see you stretched for me.” She
leaned forward, and the minutest pressure was applied to his mouth with hers,
but as much as Declan wanted to kiss her again, this was about him taking control.
He pulled away, moved his hand so it was wrapped around her throat, and bared
his teeth. “I’m in control.” He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, but kept
his hold on her throat loose. This wasn’t about frightening her, but about
dominating her. He was the alpha bear, and she was his mate. The scent of her
pussy becoming wetter filled his nose, and he nearly let his eyes roll back in
his head from the pleasure of it. “You already gave me that power, didn’t you,
baby?” Burying his face in the crook of her neck he inhaled deeply. Yes, she
was his, and they were just getting started.

“Yes. God, yes, I did.” He placed his
hand right over her pussy, through the material of her dress, and pulled back
to look into her face again. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly
opened as she breathed in and out heavily. “
This
is mine, Melissa.” He added pressure between her thighs. “
You
are mine.” Slowly she opened her eyes, and her lust was so
strong that her pupils were fully dilated. “I have no problem snapping necks,
breaking bones, and beating the shit out of a motherfucker for even looking at
you.” This conversation may not be the best thing to say right before claiming
her, but then again it was the right fucking thing to say. “I want to be inside
of you so badly right now. I want to slide my cock deep into your body, feel
you clench around me, and have your wetness slide down the length of my dick.
And when you think I can’t possibly go any deeper, I’ll push that last inch far
inside of you until there isn’t any part of your pussy that I’m not touching.”

“Oh.
God.”
She
licked her lips and lifted her hips, causing his hand to press further into
her. He felt her wetness through her dress, and it was maddening. “I wish you’d
stop talking and do this already.” Oh, he was going to, but the buildup was
nearly as pleasurable as the actual act itself.

“I am going to fuck you so hard, mark
you up so much, that there won’t be a doubt in anyone’s mind
who
you belong to.” This time he took her mouth brutally, their lips pressing so
hard together circulation was cut off and their teeth clashed together. He
rotated his hand so he could press his thumb to her clit. Declan rubbed the bud,
which was obscenely swollen, back and forth. He grinned at the way she writhed
under him, held onto his biceps with an unyielding force, and curled her nails
into his flesh, and he needed to stop this foreplay torture and fuck her
already. But he needed to taste her first. Pulling back so he could look down
at her, all Declan could think was that she was all his. Taking hold of the
material of her dress, which was already destroyed, he ripped it the rest of
the way. Her breasts shook from the force of it, and if possible her nipples
hardened even further.