Bearly Breathing (Alpha Werebear Shifter Paranormal Romance) (28 page)

I went for the button on his jeans, popping it open just as he shoved me backward until the rough texture on my wall bit into my back. My shirt slid up as I slid down, the prickling pinpoints dragging against me, burning and filling me with a warm chill at the same time.

With his hands in my hair, I turned my head left and right to make it pull. “Harder,” I moaned in between desperate, sucking kisses. “Pull my hair, yank on it. Yes!”

Orion wrenched my head backward, then ran his tongue from my collarbones to the back of my ear. He pressed the tip to my skin, making me squirm. When he kissed, he sucked and nibbled, shooting a surge of goosebumps down my neck. My knees went weak, and I slid further.

With my legs apart, Orion stepped closer and wedged one of his massive legs between them. Flattening his palm on the bared small of my back, he dragged me up his thigh, my panties bunching and tugging at me in just the right way. The pressure on my clit made me gasp softly, but then he sucked another kiss on the side of my neck and my gasp turned into me just moaning his name, over and over.

“Don’t ever stop,” I managed to get out. Wet heat slid out of me. I reached for Orion’s unbuttoned fly and shoved my hand down the front of his jeans. His stiff, hard thickness filled my palm with warmth that radiated through my panties and tightened my muscles.

I bit my lip and realized my canines were bigger, sharper than usual.

“You’re... oh God,” I groaned. “You’re making me sh – sh...”

“I’m making you do more than shift,” Orion growled, smiling.

His pale eyes were starting to smolder. His teeth grew, too, and the hair on the sides of his face was getting longer and harder.

That’s when it hit me. I hadn’t even realized how close I was until the muscles between my legs tensed and tightened. A wave of cold, then hot, passed over me, prickling my nipples inside my bra which got me going even more.

I reached back to unhook it, but my shaking hands were no good. Orion took the hint though, and helped. He got one of the three hooks undone before a surge inside me got me gasping.

“Your face,” he whispered. “Your scent, everything about you, I can’t control myself.”

The next thing I knew, I was being ground against his thigh as he grabbed my shirt and my bra with those lengthening teeth. He tugged, ripping my collar and tugging the cloth against my skin. I bucked my hips, out of control and loving every second of it.

“You’re tearing my bra! That’s expensive,” I giggled.

I closed my eyes, shuddering, and suddenly didn’t give the first shit about what happened to my bra. Good thing, too. He let out a triumphant groan as the cloth tore away from my chest, shirt, bra and everything. My erect nipples tasted air, and ached sweetly.

Then they tasted the warmth from his kiss, his tongue, and his warm palms.

Squeezing, sucking, gripping.

I held him as tight as I could, and drove my hips against his leg, squeaking and purring, completely out of my own head.

A hot sex flush went from my neck, down my naked chest, and disappeared under my jeans.

“Let me see your face when you come,” he whispered in between sucks. “Let me watch how good I make you feel.”

I opened my mouth at the same time I opened my eyes, but I was so far gone that outside of some vague purring sounds, and a little more heavy breathing, I wasn’t making much sound.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered. “Everything about you, your eyes, your mouth, your perfect smile.”

His
saying
that made a grin spread across my lips. It wasn’t just the compliments; it was how he made me feel. How he made me realize that after all my fear and my worrying and my fretting, that I really
am
good enough.

Orion sucked harder on one nipple, pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently as I bucked against him. “Hard... er,” I moaned, feeling the flush creep up my cheeks. “Harder, harder, so close... I’m so... Ah!”

The first pulse surprised me, but the second felt like heaven. My muscles went tight and loose, hot and cold. Energy crackled through me, heightening my senses. I sucked a breath through my nose, relishing Orion’s body, the scent of his sweat and the scent of sex oozing out of his pores.

“I’m... I’m... Oh! Oh my god!”

“I know,” he said, staring into my face. “Harder,” he urged. “Let it all out.”

I squealed, I writhed, I squirmed. Grabbing his hair, I tugged him back to my breast where he sucked until the last grasps of my sex subsided.

My back scratched against the wall as I slid the rest of the way. He grabbed his shirt, ripping it straight down the middle and throwing it over his shoulder. He wrenched his jeans to the floor, but before he got his boxer briefs down, I reached up and ran my hand along his thickness.

Pushing myself to my knees, I made him groan when I touched my lips to his tip, massaging him through his underwear with the tip of my tongue.

I massaged him briefly, grinning at the swaying of his hips and the content moaning that met my ears. He balled up his fist in my hair, rhythmically clenching and releasing in time with the pulses of my tongue against his underside. Sliding my hand all the way to his tip, then back down again, I massaged, and gently gnawed at him until the grinding sweetness in my chest made me need
more
.

Pulling the waistband of his underwear down, his erection was in my hands before I could open my mouth. Up, then down, my strokes were slow and heavy at first, then short and fast. “Perfect,” he groaned. “Whatever you do is—”

I shut him right up with a swish of my tongue, then I locked my lips around the tip of my swooning bear’s cock and circled with the tip of my tongue. I danced my fingers up and down his shaft, teasing and tickling, all the while making waves against his most sensitive place. When I finally looked up at his face, Orion’s head was leaned backwards, rolling around on his massive neck.

He slid his fingers through my hair, making my scalp prickle to life. I slid my free hand down my body, cupped it underneath myself, and pushed against my sex, through my jeans.

Orion threw his head side to side, roaring softly, growling my name. And then in one smooth motion he plucked me off the ground. His cock pressed flat against my bare belly. When I steepled my fingers over top of it, he yanked my hair just the way I liked, sucked my throat, bit softly behind my ear, and devoured me with a kiss.

I swayed my hips back and forth to catch the wall against the sensitive skin on the small of my back. Each time I did, the scratching sound was muffled more and more with the fur that eased out of me.

“No,” he said, his voice tight in his throat. “No, no, no, you’re too good.” The smile I looked up to was so warm it felt like a blanket around my shoulders on a frigid December day. I stroked his length one last time and felt him shudder.

“I said stop!” Orion said, cracking a laugh.

The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, the tattoos, his scars, and the dimple on his cheek all mixed me up in a big, giant, ecstatic mess. “Don’t make me wait,” I whispered. “I can’t handle it. I can’t keep waiting, I’ll explode!”

Orion bent over and lifted me off the ground with absolutely no effort at all. “Not here,” he said, as he began the short trek to my...
our
room. The comforter embraced me, the mattress welcoming my weight. Orion lay on top of me, face to face, inches apart.

“I meant everything I said,” he whispered, kissing me gently. “At that courthouse? Every single word.”

Before I could respond, he unhooked my jeans. I moved my legs back and forth, helping him work out of them. The cool air dried my wetness against my skin seconds before Orion’s hot breath caressed.

The patient circling of his tongue down one side of me then back up the other drew a tentative, quailing breath from my lips. I arched my back as he went deeper, his tongue sliding into me, drawing a gasp and then a groan. “How do you do this to me?” I asked, smiling as the hair on Orion’s neck and shoulders grew longer, harder, furrier.

“How do I do it to you?” he looked up from between my legs, his lips slicked with my sex. He licked them, then slid a curling finger inside me. His eyes flared, gold flecks glowing in his brown irises. When he returned his mouth to my entrance, he vibrated his voice against me, then lapped again.

Reaching backwards, I braced one hand against the wall and grabbed my sheets with another, pulling the fabric to my mouth and bit. My growing fangs punched bite-shaped holes, and he pushed deeper.

“You’re gonna make me come again,” I whispered, spreading my legs to invite him as deep as can be. “You’re gonna—”

Another finger slid into me with absolutely no resistance at all. He hooked both, dragging his fingertips across that spot that makes me breathe like I’m having a heart attack. Every time I managed to relax slightly, he pressed again, until I was gripping at his fingers, the tiny muscles in the deepest parts of me pulling, milking at his fingers.

I bit my lip so hard I squealed at the pinch.

“The business at the courthouse,” he said, teasing me with his fingertips as he spoke. “It was nice. It was Erik’s idea, but it was nice.”

He paused to suck my nipple, swirl his tongue, and knead my clit for a moment with his palm to make sure I didn’t back away from the cliff of pleasure very far or for very long.

“There’s something else we have to do. Sometimes bears to when we mate for life.”

All I could do was open my mouth and suck a breath as he gripped himself and entered me. The bulge of his tip sliding dipped inside, teasing my entrance and then moving past. “Oh!” I let out. “I, oh...” my gasp turned into a moan, and Orion put his hand over my mouth.

“Shh,” he whispered. “I’m going to ask questions and you’re going to answer them.”

There is nothing in the world hotter than my Orion when he gets demanding. I nodded my head and nipped at his fingers playfully. He pushed deep, so deep, that I had to suck a breath through my nose, inhaling the scent of us mixing in the air. Sweat ran down the sides of my face in tiny droplets, soaking partially into my hair and partially into the sheet under my head.

He took a breath, then settled down for a moment before pushing into me, stretching me all around him as he did. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

Orion removed his hand, bracing himself up on it and stared into my face. “Yes,” I whispered.

Again, deeper. Again, I writhed under him, twisting back and forth. I got my hands around him and slid my nails down his back. “Yes, yes, yes, more than anything!”

I pushed my hips up, angling them to invite him further.

“Now?” he asked, and thrust again. The muscles inside me ached as they stretched; the agony and ecstasy mixing into one warm, tingling wave that crept out of me.

I nodded. He drove forward again, the lowest part of his abdominals grinding against my button, the angle of his cock driving me wild.

“Now,” I repeated after him, chewing my lip as he thrust again, driving agony and ecstasy all through me.

“And forever?” he asked.

“And...” I paused to take a breath and try to calm myself down. “And for... forever.”

Orion threw back his massive, shaggy head and roared. His fingernails curled partially into claws, his eyes burned, and before I knew it, he lifted me off the bed and flipped me over on to my stomach. He slid into me, pulling my hips back to meet his.

Bracing myself against the wall, I groaned in pleasure and ached when he left, my body begging for him to return. When he did, his power was a wave that broke against my trembling frame. “I can’t hold on,” I whispered, gritting my teeth. I grabbed for one of Orion’s hands, and led it to my breast. He squeezed, I whimpered in pain, in pleasure, and forced myself backward, slamming against him as hard as I could push.

“I’ve never wanted anyone... so bad,” I managed to say. “I can’t, oh my God!”

I heard Orion grunt when I couldn’t talk anymore. But then he drove into me again, and I felt him swell.

“I’ve never been more in love.” I fell forward, my shoulder bearing my weight. Reaching between my legs, I squeezed him, urging, begging.

“I didn’t even know this was possible,” Orion whispered, bending over me, slamming in again, and biting the back of my neck gently at first.

“Harder,” I whispered. “More teeth, you big softie.”

He snarled, gripped harder. I raked my fingernails that were beginning to resemble claws as I sex-shifted, down his leg. His breathing grew tighter, and inside of me, he grew thicker, harder and longer.

Orion pushed again. His motions halting, urgent, hungry.

“I can’t, I can’t hold on,” he whispered. “I’m... you’re making me...”

Somehow, I wrestled out from under him, and then got him right back in after I’d flipped over to face him. Wrapping my ankles around Orion’s thickly muscled waste, I cupped his face in my hands.

“I want to watch,” I said. “I want to see your face when you claim me for... Oh yes... forever.”

He smiled, and pushed again.

“Open your eyes,” he whispered. “We’re almost there.”

In that moment, the world disappeared again. Everything melted into one tiny pinprick, a singularity of love and pleasure. “Hold me,” I whispered, my voice wavering. “Never let me go.”

My skin burned where we clawed, my nipples stiff and hard against the hair on his chest brushed gently, shooting electric charges through me. And then, all at once, the world exploded. My tendons went taut, my eyes narrowed to slits, and every breath I took seemed to burn, to fill me with Orion.

Both of us shuddered, trembled, and melted into one.

I finally opened my eyes when Orion’s heft lifted off me and he settled down with me in the crook of his arm. Silently, I kissed his neck, his shoulder, and then lay my head on his chest. The slowing heartbeat, the rise and fall of his breathing, it was all so calm.

It was so safe.

It was
home
.

I felt his fingers intertwine with mine, and I squeezed his hand. A tear ran down the side of my face and onto Orion’s chest. He didn’t react. I think we were both in just about the same place.