Claiming His Black Mate (2 page)

Julia was right on time, waiting for her in her car, and Pauline jumped in, looking forward to going back to the clinic to think about everything the doctor had said and fantasize about meeting him under different circumstances.

“So, first impressions?” Julia asked.

“I…I,” Pauline was smiling, “It’s wet between my thighs.”

“What?” Julia burst into laughter. “You are wet?”

“Yes,” she said, losing her sight in the cloud of thoughts about the doctor. “He’s just amazing. Brilliant mind, kind touch and strong muscles. What more would I could I wish for in a man? He is perfection in every way!”

“Wow, wow, wow…did you go to find a new guy or to ask for help?”

“I went to find help, but I couldn’t help myself while I was with him. He is just…wonderful.”

“You understand that it will be impossible to engage in further therapy if you are sexually attracted so much after only seeing him once?”

“Why? I won’t do anything; I’ll just enjoy him from a distance.”

“It doesn’t work that way, you will have to tell him what you experienced next time you see him, otherwise there is no point. You can’t have a romantic relationship with your therapist. Sometimes it happens during therapy, but if you kick it off with a lustful start, there is no way anything good can happen.”

“I see your point. Okay, I’ll tell him that. I actually felt a strong vibe between us. I don’t think it was just me. I’m sure it was not, only because I need comfort right now. Yes, I do need that, but I’m sure it would happen even if I had met him somewhere else!” she concluded.

***

The next day, at three o’clock again, Pauline was standing in front of Dr. Lang’s office. This time, it was harder to press the button. Her finger was touching the doorbell, but she hesitated to press it. She was aware that she was doing the right thing, yet she was terrified to confess what she felt, as it would be hard to admit her longing to any handsome guy for fear of being embarrassed. She took a deep breath and finally pressed the doorbell, and the secretary opened the door and escorted Pauline to the doctor’s office. 

“Hello, Doctor Lang,” she said, standing at the door.

“Welcome, Pauline, please come in,” he said, smiling as if he was glad to see her again.

She sat down on the couch and took another deep breath.

“Doctor, there is something I have to admit,” she said hastily.

“Yes, go on,” the doctor said, supporting her initiative to start the conversation.

“I don’t think we can work anymore,” she said. Every word that came out of her mouth seemed heavy as a mountain.

“Go on.”

His experience told him that it was not unusual for new patients to find a way to maneuver their way out of the therapy, especially in the first few sessions. 

“You see…I am…I think I like you in a way that can prevent us from doing any work,” she said before exhaling in relief.

“Would you mind being a little bit more specific?”

“I’m sexually attracted to you, and I don’t think I would be able to keep my concentration solely on work,” she said bluntly, provoked by his question whichmade it seem as if he didn’t understand what she had meant at all with her previous sentence.

“I was afraid that would happen again,” he said, with a lack of any sign of surprise.

“You see,” he continued, “it is not an accident that the hallucinations were triggered after I came into town. It has happened before. People are reacting to my ‘influence”.”

“Influence?” she asked, trying to assess if he was just a narcissist with the idea that the whole city revolved around him. 

“Yes. This might not be easy to understand, but I am a descendant of a race that inhabited earth before humanity developed. Our two races mixed, and some of us still have quite active genes. I actually have to take medications to keep my bear heritage restrained.”

“Bear?” she said in complete confusion.

“Yes, our race could be called a werebear race. And you are probably also bear descended; the only difference is that your genes are inactive. Although, that didn’t stop your psyche from reacting to me, and it most definitely didn’t inhibit desire from flowing through your body.” 

To her own surprise, Pauline felt he was speaking the truth. She indeed felt as if they were connected in an unusual way. However, she was also aware that a complete understanding of his words was beyond her current comprehension level.

“So, the rumors were true? You are a werebear?”

“There’s one more thing I have to admit,” he said as he stood up from his black chair and sat down on the opposite end of the couch, avoiding answering her question. “I also felt a strong sexual attraction to you. I wasn’t surprised, since we are obviously genetically compatible. And, now when we will not be a bound by a doctor–patient relationship, I have to tell you I want you to be my mate. Since I first saw you, I felt that you could be the right one. And when you spoke about your hallucinations I knew I was right!”

He moved closer to her, and tenderly fondled her arm, awaiting her reaction.

“Move your hand,” she ordered. “How do I know you’re telling the truth? Another rumor said that you are sleeping with your patients. Am I just another one in your collection?”

The wounds on her heart were still fresh, and they reminded her that she hadto be careful with anybody who proclaimed their love for her.

“She was not even my patient. She was my girlfriend at the time, and we had sex in my office. My assistant heard the screams and she thought I was screwing a patient. We were not careful enough. Besides, you know what you are feeling; your body is not lying!”

“My body can get me into trouble, and you seem to be trouble,” she said.

“I know you would like to kiss me.”

He started to lean towards her.

“No!” She backed away, even though his words were true.

“Okay,” he said as he retreated in embarrassment. “I don’t want to force you, I’m sorry if I pushed you…it’s just hard to resist, feelings can be overwhelming.”

As he moved back, Pauline felt regret. After all, she indeed wanted to be close to him, she wanted to taste him and feel the deepness of their relationship. She needed a man’s touch now more than ever, and the chance of being hurt again seemed a risk worth everything she could get in return.

She wondered if it was too late to change her mind.
Who knows when I’ll have another chance
?
He is one of the hottest beings I have ever seen in my life.

“Wait,” she said, grabbing his hand. “Aren’t you afraid your secretary might hear my screams? You don’t want to make the same mistake twice.”

Pauline surprised herself again with the firmness of her words. Behind the heavy emotions, she felt a desire to be conquered by him. Since he gave her enough space to choose, she didn’t mind giving him everything he wanted out of her. Maybe that was the best therapy she could get at that moment; the healing touch of a man who was making her feel desirable and wanted.

Damian carefully leaned towards her, to finish what he had intended to do in the first place. Instead of waiting for him to come closer, she grabbed him by his neck and worked her way to his lips. Before kissing him, she halted and kept a one-inch distance between them.

“I can trust you, right?”she asked.

Her arm sensually traveled to the bottom of his square chin, looking him straight in his eyes as her pulse doubled its beat. The rush of blood made her feel alive again.

“With all your heart,” he said as he slowly leaned closer to press against her lips. The insecurity he felt behind her lips provoked a chain of questions that played throughout his mind.
Am I abusing my position? Am I too weak to resist my urges? Am I taking advantage of her?

“You don’t really believe me, right?” he moved back again, wanting to know if she was certain that she was doing the right thing.

A lack of any response and the confused look on her face told him that it might be better to give up on his urges and listen to what reason was telling him.

“It’s hard to believe anybody after what I went through,” she said. “I feel weak, and I need somebody to feel protected. I don’t even care if it’s a man I just met. I am here, and I want you to make me feel better. I don’t care if I’m doing the wrong thing, all I want to do is to make love with you.”

He smiled as he heard her accidental rhyme. Now he understood that even if he regretted the decision later, he could enjoy it now without feeling guilt for forcing the situation.

“Why don’t we switch roles? Why don’t you use me? I will sit here and you can do anything you wish to me!”

Pauline widened her eyes, blown away by his proposition. Despite the fact that she wanted a strong, warm hug in order to feel protected, his proposition seemed equally interesting, since all of her insecurities and doubts about the attractiveness of her body were squashed away by the idea that she could dominate such a powerful man, and it set in motion a stream of exciting ideas.

He noticed the excitement in her eyes, and he stood up, took off his white coat, and then sat back in his black chair.

“Come. I am waiting.”

When he took off his coat, waves of excitement splashed over the edges of her skin.
I can do whatever I want to this rock solid body.

The first thing she did was to lock the door of the office; she didn’t want any uninvited guests to appear.

“You have too many clothes on yourself.”

She pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants, leaving him only half naked, and then sat in his lap and kissed his neck, enjoying the seduction she was determined to provide.

The feeling of power that surged through her was enough to make her forget any trouble that she had in her life. All that mattered was the urge to use the psychiatrist to satisfy the desires she had felt ever since the she had laid eyes on him.

Her tongue traveled down his strong torso and reached his well-maintained six-pack as she lost herself in the scent of his muscular body. Following the trail that was left by her tongue, she came back up and kissed him with all the devotion he had earned by surrendering himself to her wishes. The feeling of complete control over the situation caused an explosion of lust that whirled through her body in a tornado of warmth.

She kept him occupied with a kiss as she smuggled her hand into his pants. It pressed his already-hard manhood over his tight black boxers, and his eyes smiled with his face as he enjoyed every confident step that she took.

“Are you ready to move on?” she asked him, and then pulled his giant cock out of the boxers. It was most certainly the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. Swelled with blood, she could notice even the tiniest vein that was keeping him hard.

“Move me please, I always wanted to experience a black girl,” moans followed his words as she slowly stroked his cock.

Pauline moved her head down and slowly circled her tongue around the top of his cock while she maintained a look that seemed borrowed from the devil itself.  While she licked every inch of his hard cock, she felt as if her dreams were coming true.  There was nothing more that she could wish for in that moment, but a perfectly-shaped man who opened all the possibilities to explore her lust.

The doctor’s moaning shifted to a low-sounding growl that provoked a stream of heat between Pauline’s thighs while she was still obsessively investigating the size and length of his cock. She pushed him as deep in her mouth as possible; she wanted to feel him deep inside. The feeling of his cock reaching the back of her throat sent shivers through her breasts and the rest of her body as she touched herself, like she wanted to satisfy every part of her body that was longing for touch.

Damian noticed how she was squeezing her breasts while kneeling beyond his reach. Dazed by the pleasure, he wanted to give something back.

“Let’s move to the couch, rules stay the same.”

He interrupted Pauline in the middle of her motions, and she jumped up, un buttoned her jeans, and then slid them down, leaving her half- naked in panties and a pullover.

Damian sat down, jerking his swollen cock while he anticipated Pauline’s next move. Whatever she did, it filled him with excitement, as long as she was doing it with that devilish look.

Pauline noticed a strange glow in his eyes, and his skin seemed to be covered with a layer of hair that had not been there when she took off his shirt. Another chain of shivers crossed her chest, but these ones were caused by the fear she felt when she saw the changes on his body. At the same time, she was fascinated with the signs of his supernatural genes, and it became apparent to her that all he had said was true.

Damian saw the confusion on her face and the reluctance to join him on the couch.
Damn it, I need a new dose.
He needed a new shot of medications in order to prevent him from shifting into a werebear.

“Sorry sweetheart, I have to get my meds if you want me to continue this night in human form,” he said.

“No!”

Her order was indicated with an index finger pointing down.