Bear Naked For Christmas (Bear Oak Novella) (4 page)

W
e made
it back to Noah’s cabin, and luckily he’d managed to make it inside without my parents seeing his predicament. I ducked into our cabin, reassured my parents that everything was OK and that I would explain everything later. I grabbed my doctor’s travel kit to patch up Noah’s wounds.

By the time I made the short journey back to his cabin, I started shaking. Adrenaline was slowly seeping away, and my brain was trying to come to terms with all that had happened in such a short time, but my medical instincts kicked in. There was work to do and a patient who needed looking after, so I pushed my nerves to the side, took a deep breath and let myself into old Mr. Jenkins’ cabin.

“Noah?” I called out. He wasn’t in the small front room or the kitchen.

“In here,” he replied.

I padded down the hallway towards his voice and found him searching within a large oak chest of drawers. While I was away he’d managed to find and put on a pair of jogging pants, though his broad chest still remained unclothed… the little tuft of hair just beneath his belly button caught my eye and was threatening to drive me crazy.

Down, girl!

“You shouldn’t be standing,” I said. “Sit on the bed.”

He nodded and obeyed my instruction without any fuss. He held out his hand and passed me a wad of thick material. “For your feet. Put them on—they’re thermal socks.”

“Thanks,” I replied and tried to hide the smile that involuntarily appeared on my face. “So, shall we talk about the bear in the room, or what?”

Noah rolled his eyes. “That’s actually a pretty good one. I haven’t heard that one before.”

“Don’t change the subject,” I said as I moved closer to him to investigate his injuries and stood in between his legs. Both wounds had surprisingly stopped bleeding, and upon closer inspection the one on his back looked to be healing over. No, it couldn’t be. But then I reminded myself that anything, especially after tonight, was possible.

His shoulder looked the worst, though, and I concentrated on that. I cleaned the wound and began to dig out the embedded bullet.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” I asked. It felt like I was pulling and prodding him every which way, but he wasn’t even flinching. His hands landed on my hips and he looked up at me.

“Nope, not while I have you in my arms.”

“You’re not helping. I need to get this out of you…”

He pulled me closer, his fingers kneading the tops of my ass cheeks. “Noah,” I whispered. I shook my head; I couldn’t get distracted.

Finally I managed to remove the hunk of metal from his shoulder. As soon as I did, I watched, mesmerized, as his skin knitted back together almost instantly.

“But… how?” I muttered. “It’s not possible.”

He ran his hands up my back, but I was determined to get answers. Although I was pretty sure I knew what was he was, I just needed him to say it out loud, to confirm that I wasn’t indeed going crazy.

As if he read my mind he responded. “Please don’t be scared.”

“I’m not,” I replied instantly. “I just want to know.”

“I’m a shifter.”

“Part human… part bear?”

“Essentially, yes.”

I think he expected me to bolt. His green eyes searched mine, watching me carefully for any sort of reaction.

I tilted my head to the side, my hands still on his chest, palms down. “Can you change at will?”

“Sometimes… depends on my mood and my emotions. Sometimes I can’t help it, and he, my bear, demands to be let loose.”

I nodded. I could understand that, or at least I tried to.

“And this Jake guy, he obviously knows about all this—the bear thing. And he’s a friend?” I continued, trying to work it out in my head. Noah nodded.

“The mountain, the sale… he’s like your leader, right?”

“God, you’re quick. You probably should’ve been a detective instead.”

But I wasn’t listening. My eyes widened as I stumbled upon a realization. “Was Mr. Jenkins like you, too?”

Noah nodded again and pulled me even closer into his arms. My brain wanted to push back and play everything over in my head again, to study the possibilities and the outcome of such a discovery, but Noah’s hands had other plans in mind. And so did my body.

Noah rose to his feet and lifted me up effortlessly with him. I wrapped my legs around him almost without thinking. He was so strong, and I probably should’ve felt scared, but it was the complete opposite. I was safe. He would never lay his hands on me the way Simon had.

“You can’t tell anyone,” he whispered as spun us around and gently laid me on his bed. His lips found my neck; my pulsed raced as they made contact.

“I won’t,” I said, moaning. His hands were everywhere, stroking my sides, cupping my breasts. My body was on fire under his touch.

“Feeling warmer now?”

“Oh, god, yes!” I wrapped my arms around his thick neck and pulled him down towards me.

Our lips met, and his tongue searched for mine. The sensation of his day-old stubble against my delicate skin sent shivers sparking all around my body.

I never wanted to stop kissing him; I needed more. And he obviously felt the same as he started to find the edges of my clothing and attempted to slowly peel them away.

“Rip them off,” I gasped.

A second later I felt the tug of material against my skin, and then just like that, my goofy Christmas sweater and silky vest were shredded, lying in a heap on the floor. Next came my bra, and I watched his eyes light up as my breasts tumbled into view.

He pulled on my jeans, tugging them over my soft behind, and dropped them beside their counterparts.

“Your turn,” I said, suppressing a giggle. I’d seen it once already, and now I was desperate to see his cock again. He arched his eyebrow at me, slipped his fingers in-between his waistband and slowly, agonizingly slowly, pulled his joggers down. I watched as more and more of his pubic hair became visible; his happy trail starting from his belly button, going down to the promised land.

I wet my lips, anxious and hungry for him. When the material finally pushed over his large member and fell to the ground, his mammoth cock juddered free, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed him inside me.

“You need to take me right now,” I demanded and opened my legs wider, presenting him with a good view. My panties were slick with my excitement, and I knew he could see the damp patch at my crotch.

“Take them off,” he growled as he pumped a fist over his cock.

With deft fingers, I eased my panties over my hips, arching and lifting my butt, and slipped them off, pushing them down towards my ankles, then pressed my knees together.

“Let me see you,” he said and placed a free hand upon my knees, gently trying to persuade me to open up.

I bit my lip and found his eyes, and slowly I parted my legs for him.

He continued to stare at me, and then when he couldn’t take it any longer, he glanced downward towards my wet center.

A guttural, primal moan escaped his lips. “Perfect, you’re so fucking perfect. And so wet for me.”

His hand trailed down my inner thigh, stroking ever closer to my pussy, teasing me. God, how I need him to touch me there, and yet with every stroke, his fingers would dart away at the last second.

“Noah,” I moaned as my hands found my breasts. I needed him on me, in me and every which fucking way.

“Let me just look at you for a moment…” he whispered, his closed fist moving slowly up and down his shaft.

His fingertips reached out, and I saw sparks as they made contact with my most intimate area. After that moment, there was no turning back, no turning off the passion that we felt for each other. We were like animals.

Noah climbed onto the bed, forcing my legs wide apart, his fingers caressing my slit.

“Please, Noah. Take me… Claim me.”

He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance, then bent over me, and he braced himself with his arm by my head.

“I’m going to do more than that. I’m going to make you mine forever.”

His hips thrust forward and he speared his cock within me; I almost passed out from the pleasure that burst inside me.

He filled me completely, then drew back only to do it all over again.

Noah’s hand scooted under my arched back and lifted me up so I was sitting on top of him with his knees bent underneath himself. I draped my arms over his shoulders, but found out pretty quickly that I needed to hang on for dear life as his thrusts were becoming more and more aggressive.

“Yes, fuck me,” I heard myself saying. I hadn’t been taken like this in, well, forever. It was thrilling and empowering to demand more, and god, was he giving it to me.

I felt his muscles tense up beneath me, just as I became aware of the thunderous vortex that was spinning itself into a frenzy within me.

“Come for me, baby,” Noah demanded. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”

I stared into those beautiful emerald eyes and felt my world come undone as ripples of ecstasy shook my body. Moments later, Noah followed suit and slammed his cock into my pulsing channel once more, unleashing himself within me.

“
W
e probably should get up
,” Noah said as I snuggled into his protective arms. “Your parents will be wondering where the hell you are.”

“Can’t we just stay like this for a bit longer, and not worry about anything else?” I groaned. “And if they haven’t figured out where I’ve been sneaking off to these past few days, well, then I’m disappointed in them.”

We were fast approaching New Years Eve, and I was not ready to let go of this little slice of happiness on the side of Scarfell Mountain. I didn’t want to face up to the fact that what I’d found with Noah was going to end. Eventually, I would have to pack up my stuff and go back to the city, to my well-paying job and my rent-controlled apartment.

I shut my eyes tight and willed all my adult responsibilities to disappear into the thin air, to melt away like the snow would come spring.

Noah stroked my hair out of face. “Nothing is stopping us from staying like this forever, you know?”

I lifted my head to gaze at him. “What do you mean?”

“Stay here. Stay here, in this cabin… with me.”

“I couldn’t—”

“Why not?”

I blinked, trying to comprehend those two little words. Why couldn’t I stay? What exactly was stopping me? My parents loved Noah, and although they would probably say that we were moving a bit too fast, they wouldn’t begrudge my happiness. And they both knew how much I loved coming here to Scarfell. It was probably one of the main reasons they moved heaven and earth to make it back here each year, to make me happy…

“Katie, I’m in this for the long haul, and I want you here, with me. Please say you’ll stay? I need you to stay. I don’t think I’d be able to last without you.”

My head was whirling with the possibility; I was sure I could easily transfer to another hospital, or pick up shifts at a nearby clinic. Or better yet, be the resident doctor right here on the mountain. A lumber mill would no doubt bring a few cuts and scrapes in from time to time… wouldn’t it?

Could I give up everything in my city life for Noah?

There was no doubting it, my mind was made up.

“Hell yes! Let’s do it!” I said and flung myself back into Noah’s arms, never to leave them again.

I
totally wasn’t prepared
. Not for her.

She got out of the car and my mind froze, but the rest of my body was on fire. Every cell was calling, urging me to get closer, to breathe her in.

This wasn’t going to end well, I thought.

My mom went running to her new husband while I stayed behind, partially hidden behind one of the large pillars on the porch. I watched her squirm and scrunch up her cute button nose as the two lovebirds sucked face. Something inside me told me I would do anything to lick that nose…

And those curves. Damn, she was an hourglass that could stop time itself. My cock twitched just at the sight of her.

Snap out of it, for fuck’s sake!

But my legs moved on their own accord, and before I knew it, I was calling her name. Her head turned to look at me, and her thick black curls swished over her shoulders.

The blue of her eyes matched the clear crystal hue of the sky above us. They sparkled at me, full of desire. My mouth watered; even from a few steps away I could smell her scent from between her legs, her excitement. Oh god, she was feeling it, too.

This had to be a cruel joke. This could not be my new stepsister. One I had to live with for at least a year? I would never make it. I would have to go live in a cave on the other side of the mountain, as far away from her as I could get!

Full of nervous energy, my mouth starting spilling nonsense, bragging like a privileged jerk.

Shut up, shut up. SHUT UP!

She must’ve thought I was an arrogant fool. I clamped my jaw down tight to prevent any further embarrassment and gave her an insane grin instead.

Oh, yes, let’s make her think I’m crazy idiot - ‘cause that’s so much better.

My mother thankfully came to my rescue and escorted Jess up to the lodge.

I watched them go, my eyes discretely fixed upon Jess’ delectable heart-shaped rump in those skin-tight indigo jeans, her hips swinging from side to side as she walked up the stairs.

Be still my throbbing cock…