his ear. They were parts of her that he would treasure, little signs that she was uniquely his. In danger of coming before he entered her, he stilled her hand, guiding his cock towards her. The first touch of his skin against her outer lips made him pause. Damn, he would have to fight for control. Easing forward again, he breached her outer lips, pushing deeper, feeling her slick heat around him, accommodating him.
“Ahhh,” he groaned as he pushed deeper, feeling her yield to him. Yet she was so tight around him, he could almost sense her stretching for him as he pushed inside her inch by inch. She gasped, and clutched him close to her, burying her face in the hollow of his collarbone. He had broken her, so easily, and yet she tensed around him. Slowly he moved back out of her, and then flexed his hips to plunge into her harder, wiping the pain away with pure pleasurable sensations, which made her gasp.
In and out, his hips moving in a slow steady rhythm. Once he felt her relax, he stroked her hair from her face, kissing her pale cheeks and then her red lips. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Here beneath him where she belonged, her black hair strewn across his pillow, while her green eyes sought his for comfort, for reassurance, he knew he was the luckiest man alive.
His hand stroked her breasts, his mouth found hers, and with every part of him he worshipped her body, bringing her to an orgasm which left her trembling around him. She cried out, her voice in his ear while he moved deeper and deeper inside her, his cock erupting to send his seed deep into her womb. His need for a little bear cub was almost overwhelming him. She was his, and she would be the mother of his children
Leveraging his body, he thrust into her, hard now as he let his bear free. His bear needed to take her in the most primal way, to jerk hard and deep into her, while her sex throbbed and pulsed around him. His bear wanted her to know who ruled her body, who it was that would accommodate her every desire, her every wish. And when her climax eventually subsided, leaving her breathless beneath him, he knew by the look in her eyes that he had finally made her understand that.
Chapter Sixteen – Willow
She woke up next to him. This time she didn’t try to move away from him, in fact she pressed her body closer to his. “Good morning,” she said, for once not scared of what the day might bring.
“Good morning to you.” He kissed her head and then sat up. “I hate to rush you, but the sun is shining. I think we could make a run for it.”
“You mean leave here?” Her good mood disappeared. “And go where?”
“I have to get back to Bear Bluff,” he said, then saw her worried face. “It’s my home, so now it will be your home.”
“But we could just stay here for a couple more days,” she pleaded. She knew it was stupid, but this was the only place she had ever felt able to be herself. As he had said, even in Bear Bluff she would have to keep her panther a secret. What if she lost control again?
“I have a business to run.” He sat down on the bed and kissed her on the mouth, igniting her passion once more. “Look, I need to go and arrange another delivery for Tony. It worried me that they won’t be prepared, if this is just a small break in the storm.”
“I understand. It was kind of you to offer to let him pay you later.”
“They are good clients,” he said, retrieving his clothes.
“Don’t sell yourself short, it’s more than that.”
“OK, you’ve got me, I have a soft heart for the cougars. That has to stay between us, though. If it got out, I would be bankrupt. Everyone would want credit.”
“Why special treatment for Cougar Ridge, but not your home town?”
“Because I like it here. I like that they are open about who they are. But it means that their economy suffers. Many of the other towns have tourists to bring in seasonal money. They have businesses that operate globally. But
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