Big Bad Bear (8 page)

W
hen the movie ended
, Carly was too comfortable cuddling with Zeus and didn’t want to move. But it was late, and Zeus said he wanted to call Ares and check up on how things were going, so he walked her up to a bedroom across from his, made sure she was comfortable, and then went back to his room.

She hugged a pillow and lay back on the bed. The curtains were closed, but there wouldn’t be any beautiful view outside anyway. Not from Ares’s concrete fortress.

Still, she was having fun here, as long as it was with Zeus. She still had warm fuzzies from what he’d said about coming to the bar just to see her. It wasn’t any promise of a future, but it meant he’d thought of her before. Like she’d thought of him. That he’d been interested even before they’d been thrown together in this Devils situation.

She still didn’t know what the future held exactly, but she liked the way it was headed.

She liked the way Zeus looked at her, with that intense, possessive gaze.

Her old boyfriend hadn’t even been willing to face debt for her, yet this man had faced gunfire.

She heard Zeus finish his call and opened her door to find him pacing the hall. His square, masculine features were tensed slightly, as if he were thinking something over.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

He looked so handsome in a flannel shirt that outlined his broad shoulders and perfectly cut pecs. The sleeves were rolled up, baring muscular arms that she longed to put her hands all over. And his abs…

Her mouth watered.

She wanted this man like she’d never wanted anyone, and it seemed like a hunger that would never cease.

But he’d already said no for tonight.

His eyes met hers as he tucked the phone away in his pants.

“Everything’s fine,” he said. “They’re searching the woods, just like we want them to. They can search for days up there. It’s dark and easy to get lost in.”

She nodded. But somehow she knew she’d never get lost up there with Zeus. She could see it being a home for them.

Home.
That was an odd word. She’d wanted to stay in Bearstone Village and pay her debts, but she’d never thought of this place as home. Now she was starting to think of Zeus as home. But was she just a silly girl getting carried away by the first man to be truly good to her?

Was Zeus planning for this to end when she wasn’t in danger any longer? She didn’t think so, but she’d been abandoned before, and she hadn’t seen that coming either.

Still, she wouldn’t think the worst about Zeus when he’d been nothing but kind to her.

She went to him and curled her arms around his waist. Every moment with him was precious, and with the danger facing them, who knew what would happen in the next hours or days? Carly wanted to live life to the fullest, wanted to take everything Zeus had to offer while things were still good.

And her body ached to feel him again.

“Zeus?” she asked. “Are you sure we can’t do anything tonight?” Her hand found his tight butt and gave a squeeze, and he groaned as he rested his lips on her hair in a soft kiss.

“I don’t know,” he said. “It’s been a long day. I know you’re tired. We both need our rest for tomorrow.”

“Just a little?” she asked, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Anything would do, and she could see he wanted her as much as she wanted him. A little drowsiness would be worth it.

“All right,” he said, a gleam in his eyes as he hoisted her in his arms. “Just a little.”

She tried to get down. “It’s okay. Don’t carry me. You’re still—”

“It’ll be a cold day in hell when I can’t carry my woman to bed to please her,” Zeus growled, kicking open the door to his room and laying her on the massive bed. He came over her and nuzzled her neck. “Now, how about that little something you asked for?”

She sighed against him. She couldn’t help but trust Zeus. Something inside her just responded to him. Felt right with him. Never wanted to leave him.

Zeus placed a soft kiss on Carly’s neck, sending a tiny shock of pleasure through her before she could respond. She loved the feel of his huge, hard body against her softness. Loved the way he gave her everything, made her feel special and wonderful all at the same time.

Holding her close, he moved up to take her lips in a long, hard kiss that was as strong as it was sweet. She opened her mouth instantly, and he came inside, each stroke more passionate and precise than the last. Just the way his tongue roved inside her mouth blew her mind, making her want more and more.

He left her mouth, leaving Carly breathless and euphoric, and ran his fingers along the exposed skin at the bottom of her shirt. He pushed the hem up slightly and kissed along the waistband of her pants, then over her soft belly, coming to her belly button. He kissed it once, then ran his tongue along the edge. At first, the sensation was arousing and ticklish, but the more he did it, the more she relaxed into a steadily building pleasure.

Zeus licked inside her belly button, and it sent another shock of pleasure down her spine. He looked up at her with his deep-blue eyes, dark and intoxicating, and just the sight of his aroused gaze turned her on further.

Carly moved to take off her shirt, but Zeus stopped her, holding both her hands in his. To her surprise, he took each of them and examined them closely, rubbing his thumbs along her knuckles. He isolated one finger on her right hand and drew it to his mouth, kissing it first, then bringing his lips around it and sucking on it.

At first, Carly was confused, but the second his lips touched her, her skin lit on fire where he touched it and lightning trailed all the way from her finger down to her toes. When he kissed between her knuckles at the base of her index and middle finger, even more pleasure shot through her, drawing a sigh from her lips.

“How are you doing that?” Carly asked, surprised.

“It’s you. Your beauty. You’re so perfect everywhere, Carly. I’m just showing you how much,” Zeus said, then took her other hand to his mouth and gave the same treatment.

She’d never known she could feel so much in the different parts of her body. No man had ever taken the time to find out. And now, having this amazing, gentle, powerful man exploring every inch of her, she could barely believe it was happening.

He kissed up her hands and over her arms, each sensitive inch lighting up at his touch.

Already, she was so turned on, so pent up; she wasn’t sure how much longer she could wait for the main event.

Carly reached out for Zeus’s pants and tried to unbutton them, but he stopped her, holding her hands in his.

“Not that. Not tonight,” he said.

Carly folded her arms and pouted, making Zeus smile.

“I promise to make it up to you,” he said, pulling off her pants in one swift, smooth motion. She was wearing a pair of soft, pink panties with a lacy fringe, and Zeus ran his hands up the length of her thighs, coming painfully close to the center of her hips before coming back down. He was torturing her with every touch. And she loved it.

First he kissed the tops of her feet, then licked a long trail up the inside of one leg, working past the knee and all the way inside her thigh. He stopped right as he reached the edge of her underwear and then came up the other leg and did the same. Every time he came nearer, nearer to where she wanted him most. Even the smallest touch was like a blazing fire, a burning heat that could only be quenched by release, which he held the key to.

After that, he ran his fingers right across the top of her underwear, playing with it and passing his fingers under it ever so slightly. As he did that, he licked along the same edge, coming so close yet feeling like a million miles from exactly where her body screamed for him to touch.

All of the foreplay was so hot, so thoroughly sensual. But she couldn’t hold on much longer. It was driving her mad with lust, and every nerve in Carly’s body was tensed, coiled, waiting to explode.

As if he could hear her thoughts, Zeus held both her hips with his huge hands and came down and placed one long, hard kiss at her center. Even through her panties, the perfect, insanely hot pressure drove her over the edge of desire. Her entire body shuddered, the built tension releasing through wave after wave of pleasure coursing through every nerve and vein. Carly screamed out Zeus’s name as he came over her and held her in his arms. She dug her nails into his back, wanting to avoid touching anywhere near his wound but unable to form any other cogent thoughts, and rode out the rapid succession of sweeping release coming through her.

Before Carly had even fully relaxed, Zeus hooked a finger on each side of her panties and gave her a wicked look. Carly was still wearing the T-shirt she’d put on, and normally, she would have expected both of them to have more clothes off before going to that. But for some reason, still being partially clothed and Zeus still having his shirt and jeans on felt hot and naughty. Like there wasn’t time for disrobing, just pleasure. The pleasure he wanted to give her and the lust she had for him that he alone could satisfy.

With a smooth motion, her panties were gone, leaving her bared, and Zeus spread Carly’s legs, filling her with thrilling anticipation.

No man had ever given her this much pleasure. Ever.

That thought was interrupted as he placed several soft kisses at the apex of her thighs, lightly brushing her with his lips. Every touch was lightning on her skin, more intense now that she had come once already. He extended a finger and ran it once, slowly, against her clit, and her body arched off the bed from the incredible pleasure.

Zeus slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness, stroking gently and hooking upward to touch her most sensitive spot. It wasn’t the same as having him inside, but it still felt amazing.

“You’re so wet, so ready for me,” Zeus said, pulling out his finger and licking it, looking pleased.

The sight was so hot. In the air, she could pick up what must have been his scent again, masculine and musky. Everything he did drove her further and further into the throes of unimaginable pleasure.

He dipped in his finger again and brought his other hand to her clit, holding his finger directly over it, but not moving. She could feel the intensity of the pleasure, anticipated it. Every fiber of her being wanted it, wanted
him
.

“You like that, don’t you?” Zeus said, his voice low and commanding.

Her body felt suspended, waiting and wanting him to keep moving. It was as if he held her entire body in his control with only two fingers.

“I’m the only man that turns you on like this,” he said possessively. Both a question and a statement.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.

“Say it,” he commanded her.

“You’re the only one,” she responded hoarsely. Every nerve was waiting for him.

“The only one who…” he said, his intense blue eyes watching her intently, heated and dark in the low light.

“The only one who turns me on like this.”

“Damn straight,” Zeus said as he stroked inside and on her clit at the same time, both fingers moving right across the pinnacles of her personal pleasure in one smooth motion.

Her entire body came apart again, grasping at the headboard, the sheets, anywhere she could hold as she orgasmed. Her legs clenched around Zeus’s hand, and she saw him give her a heated, satisfied smile that owned her.

Carly didn’t know how long they had together. She only hoped it would be forever. Because even forever would never be long enough to fully receive the amount of pleasure he alone gave her.

She came down from the orgasm, feeling even better than after the first, and stretched out over the bed.

“Zeus, that was amazing. Thank you,” she said. Her entire body hummed with satisfaction.

“You’re not done. Not yet,” Zeus said assertively.

Carly looked up at him wide-eyed as he came over her and gave a long, deliciously pleasurable lick over her clit. She moaned loudly at the sensation and closed her eyes, overcome by the shockingly good feeling it gave her.

This man was entirely overwhelming in every way.

And she loved it.

Zeus held her thighs with his hands, anchoring her as he stroked her again and again with his tongue, slowly and thoroughly. Her body moved in time with him, pushing against his tongue to increase the intensity even further. The rhythm was ecstasy, driving her quickly to one more release.

Carly felt completely engulfed in the experience. The sight of Zeus’s head below her, intensely focused on her. His smell filling the air. The touch of his hands holding her. The sound of her hurried breathing, trying to hold back the inevitable. So much.

Zeus gave one last stroke, and Carly felt herself careen past the boundaries of the pleasure building in her, sending her into a euphoric release stronger than any other. This time, he came over her and held her tightly to him, surrounding her and protecting her as she melted in his arms and rode out the incredible release.

If this was a fantasy, she never wanted it to end.

Once her body had relaxed, feeling fully satiated and unable to take any more, Zeus pulled the sheets over them and came behind her, spooning her. He wrapped both arms around her, making her feel so safe, and Carly gave out a long, satisfied sigh.

“That was incredible,” she said. “Now you.”

He shook his head. “Not tonight.”

“But… I can’t just… take everything.” Disappointment surged through her, but she knew he had his reasons. Still, she wanted to see her big man lost in the throes of pleasure, growling her name as he pumped inside her.

“You can and you will,” he said. “I love giving you pleasure. But that’s all I can do. At least for tonight.”

“All right,” she said, snuggling into him as the feel of her afterglow gushed through her, uninterrupted this time. “But you better make it up to me next time.”

He kissed the top of her head. “It’s a promise.”

They held each other until they relaxed, and Carly turned to Zeus, a question in her eyes. “Can I sleep in here tonight?”

He growled and pulled her against his chest. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. I want you right here where I can protect you. Pleasure you.”