Bear Naked and Bite Marks (12 page)

“I liked that dress.” Her voice was
breathy, but it held no heat.

“Baby, I’ll buy you a whole damn closet
full of them.” He leaned down and ran his tongue along her lips. “And then I’ll
tear every last one of them off your hot fucking body.” A moan left her, and
before she could suck in another lungful of air he was moving down her body
until his face was at the junction between her thighs. The white lace panties
she wore were soaked clean through, and because of the nearly transparent
material and her wetness, Declan could see the lips of her cunt, and the cleft
between them clearly. He ran his tongue first along her left inner thigh, and
then moved to her right.

“Declan,
please
.” Melissa had her hands in his hair, and tugged at the
strands forcefully.

“Christ, baby, you have no idea what it
does to me to hear your beg.” He latched his mouth right over her pussy, not
caring that her panties were obstructing her bare flesh from him. He sucked on
her through the fabric until the material grew pliant from his saliva. Her
labia were puffy from her arousal and his suckling. Leaning back to look at her
again, he reached between his legs and rubbed his cock through his jeans at the
sight of her. Her panties were pasted to her engorged pussy lips. The swell of
her ass was generous and had his hands itching to grip the cheeks and squeeze
the fuck out of them. He slipped a finger under the edge of her underwear and
pulled it aside, exposing her to him. She had a trimmed thatch of black hair at
the top of her mound, but aside from that everything else was bare. A guttural
groan left him, and he attacked her pink flesh like a starving male. The musky,
sweet smell and flavor of his mate exploded on his tongue, filled his nose, and
he licked, sucked, and bit at her flesh harder. The sounds she made were making
him insane, having his bear become more dominant, more aggressive. The image of
marking every inch of her flesh, and having her nails dig into his back swamped
him in euphoria. He fucked her pussy with his tongue, slid it in and out
continuously until he sensed her climax approaching. Flattening his tongue once
more and slowly dragging it up her slit, he sucked her clit in his mouth at the
same time he thrust one, and then two of his fingers into her clenching body.
Her pussy gripped those digits in rhythmic pulls, and he sucked on the hard
bundle of nerves at the top of her mound with increasing force. It didn’t take
long for her to explode in ecstasy. Tugging at her hair forcefully, Declan
didn’t stop his ministrations. He was so fucking turned on that he started
pressing his cock into the couch, thrusting against the cushion to try to ease
his own raging desire. But it made it worse.

His bear roared out inside of him, and
Declan tore himself away from her. But the scent of her climax filled the room,
covered his mouth in a slick haze, and every part of him was on fire.

“Take me to the bedroom, Declan.” Her
eyes were wide, and her cheeks were red from her orgasm. He had her in his arms
as soon as the words left her mouth. Her face was in the crook of his neck, and
the small, heated puffs of her breath moved along his flesh. She whispered
where her room was, and once he was inside with the door closed behind them, he
was striding to her bed and laying her down on the center of it. Declan tore
the rest of her dress away until it sat in a heap of material on the ground.

“Take the panties off and then lie back
with your legs spread as wide as you can get them, baby.” Her chest rose and
fell quickly, but she did what he said without any hesitation. A deep noise
left him in pleasure that his mate obeyed so nicely. When her panties were off
she placed her feet flat on the bed and spread her legs wide. Declan ran a hand
over his mouth as he watched her pussy lips part, exposing her inner labia and
the pink shading of them. Her clit was hard and protruded, and the crack of her
ass and roundness of her cheeks called out to him. For a moment all he did was
stare at her, at the pussy that was his and no one else’s. “Melissa, you are
mine, your body is mine, and no one will ever touch you again but me.” Slowly
he slid his eyes from her pussy to her face, and held her gaze with his own.
Maybe the whole alpha cave-man shit wasn’t what some females liked, and maybe
it would piss off his mate, but there was no going around it. Declan was a bear
shifter, an alpha on all accounts, and this was his mate. There would be no
other for him, and the same went for her.

“I know.” She was a true submissive in
every way, but he also knew that the submission she so freely gave him right now
wasn’t how it would be all the time. Out of the bedroom she was headstrong,
stubborn, and pissed him off like no other. But he liked that, like that his
little wolf shifting mate gave him attitude. It made things interesting, but
where he didn’t care about the tug and pull in their relationship, when they
were in the bedroom he was the one that had control, and it was very clear she
understood that.

Chapter Nine

Melissa had never been this turned on
before in her entire life. She was on her bed butt naked, her legs spread, with
Declan staring at her like he was barely hanging on to his control, and all she
could think about was pushing him further. He gripped the bottom of his shirt
and pulled it up and over his head. The lights weren’t on, but shifters could
see well in the dark, and every hard ridge, dip, and bulge of his muscles was shown
in startling clarity. He was just so very big. Tall and hard in all the right
places, he was the epitome of masculinity, and he was hers. Submitting to him
was easy and pleasurable in every possible way, and she found that her wolf
didn’t want to fight. She wanted to have this male tie her up and do all the
wicked things he promised her. She stared at the tattoo that started along his
upper bicep, moved over his shoulder, and covered one of his
pecs
completely. This wasn’t some kind of tribal tattoo
that she saw a lot of the younger people sporting. This was intricately placed
lines, sharp and almost angry in appearance, and she had a feeling they had to
do with the fact he was in the SIL. For some reason she felt as though they
were a brand of his own, a badge of honor that he had earned working in the
field.

“Turn around and get on your hands and
knees.” He went for his belt, and when that was removed he undid his button and
pulled down the zipper of his jeans. Melissa was transfixed by the sight of
even more hard flesh being revealed. He grabbed his jeans off the floor, took a
condom out of his wallet, and slid it down his length. Melissa never thought
watching a male sheath himself would be a turn on, but God, it really was. She
was so wet, almost embarrassingly so, and the feel of her arousal sliding down
the crack of her ass had her shifting. But a low growl form Declan had her
stilling.

He stood before her just as naked as she
was, only wearing that thin piece of latex, and Melissa took in every
gloriously male inch of him. His chest was hairless, which only seemed to
accent his muscles even further, but he had had a dark line of hair that
started right below his belly button and continued its downward path to his
cock. And God, his shaft was the biggest one she had ever seen. The thought
passed through her mind that he was thicker than she thought would fit
comfortably, and long enough that she didn’t even know if would fit all the way
inside of her. Melissa was definitely no virgin, but damn, his cock would make
any female feel apprehensive. No doubt it would fit, but
hell,
he would have to really work it in.

“Get on your damn hands and knees,
Melissa
.” He said the last word on a
growl, and she did as he asked. Looking over her shoulder she held her breath
as he stalked forward, and really there was no other way to explain what he was
doing. When he was on the bed and positioned behind her, the heat that came from
his body could have scorched her skin clean off. It was a heady and
intoxicating sensation, but not as much as when he brought his open palm down
on her ass with enough force that the sting had a yelp leaving her. But soon
blood rushed to the surface of the erotically abused area. He continued to
spank her over and over again, heating her flesh from the inside out, causing
her ass to jiggle with each slap, and grunting out the most deliciously filthy
words she had ever heard.

“One of these days I’m going to shove my
dick so far up your ass you won’t be able to see straight.” He rubbed the spot
he had been spanking, soothing the pain and mixing it with pleasure. When he
pressed his hips forward so she felt the hard length of him settle between her
legs she forced herself to keep her eyes open. His cock felt so hot, and she
wanted to feel that heat deep inside of her body.
“But not
tonight.
Right now I’m going to fuck my mate until there is no doubt in
her pretty little head that she belongs to me.” He brushed the strands of hair
that had fallen from her bun off her neck. Her heart beat hard and fast because
she knew why he was doing that, knew that he was going to mark her. “Once my
cock is in you, my scent covers your skin, and my mark is on that gorgeous neck
of yours, everyone will know that Melissa Damien is Declan
Faylon’s
.”
He moved his hand between their bodies, and his knuckles brushed along her
sensitive, soaked flesh. He positioned the thick, bulbous head of his erection
at the entrance of her body, but didn’t thrust in right away. Instead he held
very still, and the only sound Melissa could hear was her pulse in her ears and
the way he breathed harshly. “Ask me for it,
beg your mate
to finally claim you.” Melissa looked over her shoulder again, saw his dark
eyes watching her, and heard the rumble of his bear as he spoke.

“Just fuck me already. Take me and stop
with the threats.” She pushed too hard. She knew that as soon as the darkness
covered his face and heard the low, frightening rumble left his chest. With his
cockhead nudging at the entrance of her pussy, his hands on her hips, and his
claws digging into the flesh of her hips until the sting of pain followed, she
knew that this wasn’t going to be the kind of sex she was used to. The males
she had been with had been dominant, but not like this. This was the real deal,
a mate taking what was his, and this coupling would be really fucking intense.
Good
.

In one move he pushed his length into
her. It wasn’t slow, wasn’t meant to ease his way into her, but one of
ownership. Melissa had never been into the whole “mine” thing, but she had to
admit that being with Declan and hearing his declarations that no one else was
to think, look, or touch her, had the feminine part of her warm and fuzzy, and
so very pliant. He might have pushed right into her, but he did it with a
consistent, even push. The pain of being stretched by his size had her eyes
watering, but that discomfort morphed into pleasure with each passing second.
The clench of her inner muscles around his dick had a gasp leaving her each and
every time. Declan didn’t move inside of her just yet, but instead held very
still. His balls were pressed right up against her slick flesh. The sounds that
left him were carnal and feral. They speared into her body, created this
delicious vibration to every one of her erogenous zones, and had her nearly
begging him to start moving.

“
Christ
,
baby.” He slid his hand up the center of her back, gripped the nape of her
neck, and tightened his hold ever so slightly “I’m going to fuck you so damn
hard, Melissa.” And with that he started pulling out of her, and then pushed
back in. He did this continuously at an agonizingly slow pace, one that had her
curling her hands into the sheets and biting her lip until the taste of her
blood filled her mouth. Declan started pushing into her harder and pulling out
of her faster. Soon beads of sweat covered her flesh, and her throat was dry as
bone from the amount of oxygen she was sucking in. “That’s it.
Fuck
, that is
so
it.” She didn’t respond because she knew he was talking to
himself, but Melissa wouldn’t have been able to speak even if he had asked her
something directly. The faster and harder he pumped into her, the higher her
orgasm climbed. And when Declan moved the hand that wasn’t holding her neck to
rub her clit back and forth, Melissa couldn’t hold off the inevitable. She came
explosively, bit her lip even harder, and felt a trail of blood slide down her
chin. But Melissa didn’t care because stars flashed in front of her eyes, and her
head grew hazy.

Before her ecstasy even waned
Declan pulled out of her, causing a startled whine at being empty suddenly, to
spill from her mouth.
He had her
flipped around a second later, then had both of her wrists in one of his huge
hands, had them above her head, and said in a very deep voice, “Keep them
there.” He grabbed the sheet beside her, and in one powerful move torn it until
he had a strip long enough that he could use it to restrain her hands to the
headboard. Once she was bound with her breasts thrust out, and the pull of her
muscles promising wicked pleasure, Declan positioned his cock back at her
entrance, but this time he didn’t shove right into her, but instead slowly
penetrated her inch by thick inch. When the root of his cock bumped her clit
sparks of electricity slammed into her. He didn’t give her body time to become
accustomed to his size again, just started fucking her in the way he had
promised. The expression on his face was fierce and filled with pleasure. Beads
of sweat lined his forehead, trailed down his temple, and landed on her chest.
It was like water on a hot skillet as it hit her skin.