Her Wild Bear (2 page)

Chapter 4

“The hamburgers were wonderful,” Chad grinned.

“I wish someone had thought to bring some salt,” Kyle griped. “Maybe they wouldn’t have been so bland.”

“Hey, this is roughing it!” Denise laughed, leaning over and grabbing his thigh playfully. “We’re miles away from any roads, lost up an overgrown trail in some wilderness somewhere. You weren’t expecting fast food, were you?” She teasingly rubbed his leg muscle for a brief moment before her face softened with a sudden spark of arousal. She yanked her hand away, turning back to sit in stiff silence and stare at the fire with feigned nonchalance, but not before glancing at Tawny to be sure she hadn’t seen.

“It’s dark as hell up here, isn’t it?” Justin remarked.

Tawny gazed around at the blackness lurking in the trees. She shivered involuntarily as a chill crept up along her spine.

“Wild animals will avoid the fire, though, right?” Denise asked, her voice weak and uncertain.

“But the fire won’t be burning all night,” Sasha pointed out.

Everyone went quiet. The men stared into the flames while Tawny and Sasha glanced around into the murky darkness. Denise looked sideways at Kyle, her eyes traveling slowly up and down his muscular form.

Tawny forced her attention away from the hidden beasts in the forest and back to the fire. She looked up at Kyle as he sat calmly on the log across from her, drinking in his broad shoulders and his chiseled jaw. Sasha noticed Tawny’s growing interest with a grin.

“Let’s go check out the tents and make certain they’re ready, okay?” Sasha suggested, reaching over and grabbing Chad’s hand. “Chad and I will check out the guy’s tent.”

“Seriously?” Chad exclaimed in excited surprise as Sasha lightly ran her fingers up his forearm.

“Unless you don’t want to,” Sasha said with a coy shrug. She looked up at Chad, his expression still shocked, and gave him her best puppy-dog eyes.

Chad looked brazenly down at Sasha’s chest, and she stuck it out a bit further for him. “Hell, why not?” he said, and followed Sasha as she stood up and led him toward the tent.

“Denise, why don’t you and Justin check out the girl’s tent?” Sasha suggested as she disappeared behind the flaps.

“Check it out for what?” Justin complained. “Didn’t we check everything out when we unrolled the sleeping bags earlier?”

Denise gazed up along the entire length of Justin’s body, then glanced back over to stare unabashedly at Kyle’s bulging pants for a quick second before grabbing Justin by the hand.

“Come on,” she muttered, “Let’s take the time to make sure. I don’t want to be up all night because we didn’t.” She dragged Justin to his feet and toward the tent.

“Fine,” Justin groaned. “But let’s hurry, alright? I don’t want to waste — ”

He went quiet when Denise reached behind him and greedily grabbed a handful of his ass, squeezing tightly. He hesitated, and then went stone quiet before following her into the tent.

“Wow,” Kyle exclaimed, laughing. “Did everyone suddenly get horny tonight? Was there something in the food?”

“Looks like it,” Tawny mused with a sigh. “By the way, did you get enough to eat?”

He gave her no more than a quick look before leaning down to poke at the fire. “Yeah,” he said. “I’m fine. You?”

“I had plenty, I’m sure,” Tawny replied with a sly smile. Kyle didn’t seem to notice. “But it’s scary out here, with just the two of us now.”

Kyle looked up at the blackness, working hard to hide a cringe. He went back to poking at the fire.

“Can I sit over there with you?” Tawny asked, getting to her feet.

Chapter 5

Matt could smell the campfire from miles away. He lunged through the woods, determined to root out the intruders and frighten them off. The last thing he wanted was more people invading the forests, even if it was just for the weekend.

He stepped softer, lighter, as he approached the camp. He knew it wasn’t a fair fight — they were still miles from any road, and to send them scampering aimlessly out into the night now would mean they would be forced to race back to wherever their cars were. And they would be running in what, for them, would be absolute darkness. Still, he had to be certain they weren’t poachers.

Matt quietly made his way to the edge of the camp. Peeking through the trees he could see a young man, sitting a bit uncomfortably on a fallen log and warming himself by the fire. The man fidgeted uncomfortably, pensive and uncertain. Faint moaning emanated from both of the tents, and Matt could smell the pheromones.

Then a woman stepped softly into view, her gaze steadily fixed on the boy. She walked to him with a warm confidence, and turned just slightly. The firelight captured the essence of her face and bathed it in an amber glow.

Matt struggled to catch his breath as his heart began to race. He stepped cautiously closer, eager for a better view. Each breath was a sudden fevered gasp, his mind whirling, as he watched her brush at the young boy’s hair with tenderness.

Matt felt as though he were watching a goddess, her poise confident and alluring, her long bare legs exposed below her shorts to reveal supple, deliciously tanned skin. Her hair flowed, long and thick, down her back in swaying dark waves that hinted of cinnamon in the firelight. He studied the curves of her cheeks, her back, her full breasts. He felt something deep within him stir, and it pushed him quickly to the edge of madness.

***

Tawny straddled Kyle and sat down on his lap facing him, her warm breath soft against his face, clasping his hips tightly between her thighs.  As she lowered her gaze to him, a lock of her hair fell carelessly down over her face, and she brushed it slowly, sensuously, back behind one ear, giving Kyle a flirtatious and haunting smile. She ran her hands feverishly through his blond tresses, leaning in to kiss his face tenderly — first on his cheek, then slowly, inch by inch, down to the corner of his mouth.

“What if someone comes out and sees us?” Kyle whispered nervously.

Tawny felt an unsettling twinge of naughty delight deep inside her at the suggestion. She shrugged. “What if they do? Besides, from the sounds they’re making, it’s bound to be a few minutes still.”

Kyle pushed his arms out between them, placing his hands on Tawny’s shoulders to push her away as she kissed at his mouth. But she arched her back unexpectedly, moaning as his hands slipped down her shirt and over her round breasts.

“You’re not wearing a bra,” Kyle noticed as he fondled her. His voice was shocked, but soft.

Tawny pulled her shirt up and slipped his hand beneath the cotton. Kyle swallowed back his rising eagerness, rubbing his palm gently over her flesh.

Tawny reached down between Kyles’s legs and unzipped his jeans. She slid her hand inside his pants and rubbed the length of his manhood. Her heart thudded hard against her chest and she grasped his thickness in her fingers. She wriggled him out, his throbbing head and shaft reaching upward over his belt, and briskly rubbed her hand up and down on him the way she’d seen men touch themselves.

Kyle groaned with pleasure, leaning in to kiss Tawny’s bare neck. She slid her fingers up beneath the hem of her shorts and pulled her panties to one side to uncover her labia. She carefully slid Kyle’s penis inside the leg of her shorts and slowly, cautiously, inside her body.

She moaned loudly as he filled her, his parts too long to slide in completely. She laid her arms over his shoulders, arching her back seductively, and rocked her hips over his. He moaned and massaged her breasts with both hands beneath her shirt. She moved faster, and his body quickly tensed.

Tawny slowed, easing back as she saw him approach orgasm. His face scrunched and he grunted in alarm. He lowered his hands to grasp her hips and jabbed himself into her with graceless convulsions. Tawny anxiously slid her fingers down and unbuttoned her shorts to rub at her engorged clitoris. Her arousal sparked as she heard someone stirring and wondered if they would be caught in the middle of their throes of passion. She rocked hard on his penis, enthralled with the hard rapture that swelled within her.

Kyle grunted as he grabbed at her, desperate now for her to stop moving. Tawny groaned in anguish as his movement inside her subsided, but fluttered her fingers even faster over her own excited parts. She furrowed her brow as the feelings began to wane, still short of her own climax. She looked down at Kyle with pleading eyes.

But he was staring at her shorts, watching her hand moving beneath the fabric, his expression frozen in confusion and horrified giddiness as he saw what she was doing.

The shock in his eyes sent thrills rolling through Tawny, and her clit roused, bringing her to a streaming orgasm. She shook, her exhausted body tumbling down over Kyle, holding him breathlessly beneath her. She lay there, panting, until they heard one of the tents unzipping.

“Get off,” Kyle demanded quietly, pushing at Tawny. She grinned and peeked down to see his penis growing soft as he stuffed it back inside his pants. She stood weakly and straightened her clothes as Denise slipped back to the fireside, followed closely by Justin. She seemed content somehow, and he just looked baffled.

“Are we interrupting something?” Denise asked, her voice low and groggy.

“No,” Kyle insisted, still straightening his clothing.

“We were having risky sex by the campfire,” Tawny sighed, “but I’m afraid we’re done now.”

Sasha poked her head out from the other tent. “You’ve finished already?” she laughed. “Us too.” She looked behind her. “Come on, Chad, let’s get warmed up. Your balls are already shriveled.”

Sasha’s shirt was still open as she crouched over the flames, with her bra tugged down too far, so the top of one of her nipples peeked up above the lace.

“So,” Sasha giggled, “how was it, everybody?”

Denise took a deep, relaxing breath. “Damn good, I suppose,” she gloated.  Justin turned a brilliant red and stayed quiet.

“I got Sasha over the top twice,” Chad bragged.

Sasha slugged him in the arm. “You don’t need to tell everything, dummy. Just say I was fabulous.”

“She was fabulous,” Chad said obediently.

“Tawny couldn’t keep her hands off my junk,” Kyle boasted. “She shoved her hand in my pants and just sat there pawing at me.”

“Really?” Sasha gave Tawny a wicked smile. “You enjoy the feel of meat, huh?”

Tawny shrugged and sighed, struggling to act calm while her anger brewed at Kyle for trying to humiliate her. “Actually, I was just desperately searching for something in there that I could work with.”

Kyle scoffed and squirmed on his log. “You couldn’t believe I was so big, and you know it.”

“So, from the sounds of it, none of us are screamers then?” Denise asked.

“I’m not,” Sasha volunteered. “I’m more of a deep grunter. It’s a bit unnerving, actually.”

“It is,” Chad agreed.

“Tawny’s really quiet,” Kyle laughed. “She might groan some, but not so much that you can really hear it.”

“Has anyone heard of girls ejaculating?” Sasha asked. She picked up a stick and poked at the dying fire. “I’ve heard that some girls squirt like a guy.”

“No they don’t.” Kyle scrunched his face in disgust. “That’s made up.”

“No,” Denise sighed. “It does happen, just not very often. I mean, not me, but I’ve heard of it from reliable sources. Except I hear that when a girl ejaculates, she squirts out tons of liquid, but no sperm. It’s almost like they’re peeing.”

“That’s gross,” Justin mumbled.

Denise looked down at the fire and went quiet. The camp was still for several uncomfortable minutes.

“I gotta take a leak,” Chad finally broke the silence. “Anyone got a flashlight?”

Sasha reached behind her and pulled a small flashlight from her backpack. “I just have this one, Chad, and I don’t know that I want to part with it.”

“Well, I could just pull it out here and take care of business by the firelight,” Chad joked.

“Oh god, no,” Justin protested. “Just give him the flashlight.”

“No,” Sasha said defiantly. “I’ll shine it into the trees for you and you can stand there and let us watch you pee.” She flicked the light on and swooped the beam through the underbrush. “Let’s see,” she said squinting as she searched for a good spot, “You can go right . . .”

She screeched in horror as her light suddenly revealed a huge bear face.

Matt, momentarily blinded by the flashlight, stumbled backward into a tree in panic. Then, feeling suddenly trapped, he bolted forward. His leg caught a cord and ripped a gaping hole in one of the tents. As he stumbled, his paws knocked into the fire ring stones, sending rocks and embers scattering through the campsite.

Justin dove for the undamaged tent, landing several feet from the door before crawling haplessly toward it. Matt blundered into Tawny and she turned and raced back down along the trail in a mindless, blurry panic. Behind her, she heard Denise screaming, and then a gunshot.

Tawny hesitated and looked back, her eyes wide with terror. Then she heard more screaming and a vicious growl, and ran blindly off between the trees, into the darkness.

***

Matt scrambled as quickly as he could from the campsite. The campers were in a rampage of confusion, screaming and yelling, probably terrifying every living thing for miles. Matt had seen one of the young men grab a rifle from against a tree and point it into the dark. For a minute Matt had believed that there was no way the bullet could find its mark amid the flurry of moving parts, but as he heard the bullet whiz past his head, he realized it was not so impossible.

He lumbered up the hillside and into the safety of darkness, leaving the screaming and panic behind. His breath slowed, and so did his pace. The danger was past and thoughts of the girl whirled through his mind.

“She’s a human,” he chided himself gruffly. But that didn’t seem to deter what he felt. Every thought of her awoke another billowing flame of passion in his chest. He imagined what it would be like to stroke her hair, kiss her gently, and woo her until she let him lay her softly down.

He trotted back to the cabin, shifting into human form before crawling into bed. He was still hungry, but the discomfort was quickly swept away by his dreams of the mysterious woman.