Page 12 of Fire Bear (Return To Fate Mountain #1)
Chapter
Twelve
Ash and Eliana sat on the couch in Eliana’s living room. “Your family made me feel so welcome tonight,” she said.
“They really like you.”
They were watching a romantic comedy on TV, but Ash’s attention was on Eliana. His inner bear would not stop growling for him to claim his mate. When their fingers touched on the cushion between them, a spark raced up his arm. She nestled closer and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
Onscreen, the characters bantered. He felt the soft brush of Eliana’s hair against his neck as she snuggled into the crook of his shoulder. She looked up at him and cupped his cheek in her hand.
“This movie is kind of boring,” she said, her warm breath on his cheek.
“I didn’t want to say anything.” He leaned closer, and their lips met in a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. The movie’s dialogue drifted in the background. “Eliana,” he whispered, raining kisses down on her neck.
She let out a soft moan, and the sound almost undid him. He reminded himself to go slow, to keep his primal side in check. But his inner bear rumbled with raw desire that threatened to overtake him.
They kissed languidly, exploring each other’s mouths. Eliana’s hand slid under the edge of his shirt, and the warmth of her fingertips on his skin sent a thrill through him. Onscreen, the comedic leads were in a heated argument. Eliana flicked the remote and turned it off.
“I don’t want to watch that anymore,” she said, color rising in her cheeks. “I… want to make love to you.”
He took a shaky breath. “I do too,” he managed, voice low. “Holding back from claiming you is tough, but I believe I now have my inner bear under control.”
Her eyes widened, pupils dilating. “Are you sure?”
His heart pounded. “I vow I will not lose control.”
She let out a ragged sigh and stood, offering him her hand. “Come.”
He stood and followed. Without words, they walked upstairs to her bedroom. He caught glimpses of orchard-themed artwork on the walls in the hallway as they passed.
Inside the bedroom, Eliana turned to face him, her lips parted. He cupped her face, and she leaned into his touch. Then, with trembling fingers, she began to unbutton his shirt.
He let her set the pace. After she bared his chest, she paused, her eyes roaming over him. She rested her palms on his skin, tracing the ridges of his muscles. A shiver ran through him as he pulled her in for a kiss.
Then he unzipped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders, easing it down around her hips to pool at her feet. She stood before him in her bra and panties, and the sight nearly shattered his composure. She was stunning. Awe filled him as he took in her gorgeous curves.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, voice thick, cock throbbing.
Eliana curled her fingers around the waist of his jeans, fumbling with the button. He tugged his pants and shoes off, his tension turning molten. Eliana stepped backward and perched on the edge of the bed. He moved to her and knelt on a soft rug at her feet. The lamp light highlighted her figure in gentle gold.
Leaning in, he kissed along her collarbone, across her shoulder, and down to her breasts. She trembled, gasping whenever his mouth found a sensitive spot. His desire surged, a raw ache urging him to claim her.
He trailed kisses down her stomach and then reached up to unsnap her bra. The fabric pulled away and goosebumps rose on her flesh as he revealed her pointed nipples. He groaned as he flicked out his tongue to gather her nipple into his mouth.
Eliana gasped and tossed her head back, wrapping her legs around him. She then pulled him closer, pressing her breasts to his face. The scent of her sex rose in the air and his inner bear growled with desire. His cock was so stiff it strained painfully against the fabric of his briefs.
He drew her whole breast into his mouth, sucking furiously on her nipple while he tweaked the other. The taste of her. The smell of her body. The fangs in his mouth descended. He was in a lust induced haze. With a ravenous burst, he stood back and ripped his underwear down his legs.
He then sank back onto his knees. Ash needed to taste Eliana with every cell in his body. His tongue dripped with saliva as he pulled her panties off. Eliana’s eyes dilated, her freshly sucked nipples hard and sensitive.
“Oh, God. Ash.”
He dove into her pussy, sliding his tongue between her folds. “Yes!” she groaned, bucking against his face. “Ash, yes.” Her voice was a strained whimper.
He gripped her hips, twirling his tongue harder and faster across her clit. She gripped his hair, grinding her pelvis into his mouth. His cock was so hard for the frantic need coming from Eliana’s body. He let out a shuttering breath, gripping her hips in his hands. His claws broke through his skin, and he forced them to retract.
He worshiped her. She was his everything. “Don’t stop,” she begged, breathless. She’d reclined on the bed, surrendering to the pleasure he’d given her.
He growled low in his throat and thrust his tongue into her channel. Eliana gasped, her thighs tightening around his head. She gripped the bedspread, hips writhing on the mattress. The taste of her juices sent him into a tailspin as he lapped up her clit. Ash circled his tongue around her nub as he pressed his fingers to her entrance. She was sopping wet, and his fingers slid right inside.
“Fuck. Ash,” she gasped as his fingers found her g-spot.
She quivered under his tongue as he sucked her clit and fingered her pussy. Her breath came in short gasps as she came hard on his fingers and mouth. She let out a deep, satisfied moan, her body tensing and then relaxing completely. Ash pulled his fingers from inside her and sucked them into his mouth. The taste of her was like heaven. His eyes rolled back in his head.
She pulled him up to her as she slid back on the bed. She rested on the pillows and he prowled over her, sinking between her honey sweet, sopping wet thighs. She reached out to him, pulling him into her embrace. “I want you,” she whispered, sliding her hand up his length. Ash let out a quivering moan, closing his eyes. He leaned his head down and caught his breath.
“I have condoms in my nightstand,” she said, opening the drawer. He’d brought a fresh one in his wallet, but he’d forgotten in the heat of the moment.
He pulled back, grabbed a condom, and quickly strapped it on. Eliana squealed and grinned as he sank between her legs. He pressed his cock to her ready entrance, and slowly slid the tip in. “Oh, my, God,” she groaned. “You’re so big.”
“You’re really wet,” he breathed, moving back out of her channel.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpered, gripping his hips. “Just move slow.”
He slowly rocked into her, moving a little deeper each time. “You’re bigger than my dildo,” she teased, her voice tight.
Ash laughed, noticing the toys in her nightstand. He pulled all the way out, letting her rest. She gasped with disappointment. “Give it to me. I want it,” she begged.
He slammed back into her. “I bet your dildo can’t do that,” he whispered in her ear. Her pussy tightened around him, her thighs quivering.
“No,” she gasped. “Definitely not. Don’t stop.”
Ash moved slowly inside her, tilting his hips in a circle. She clawed her fingernails down his back, begging for more. Ash’s fangs were sharp in his mouth, and the mating bite dripped on his tongue, driving him mad with lust.
He tilted his hips back and forth, searching for her rhythm. Each thrust brought him closer to losing all sense of reality. A fog of pleasure and emotion surrounded him. He whispered her name like a mantra, and she answered with breathy moans that pushed him further.
She murmured incoherently, lost in bliss. He wanted to extend her pleasure. His own stamina began to falter under her writhing. She clutched him, legs locked around his waist. The image of his teeth on her throat flashed in his mind.
She cried out with pleasure as her pussy clenched on this length. He surrendered too, a raw moan escaping as he came. His entire being pulsed in pure rapture. He poured himself into her, mind wiped of everything but this moment.
Neither spoke, and time seemed to stop. The only sound was their heavy breathing. Ash tried to calm his racing pulse. “Eliana,” he managed, voice thick. He could not find more words. Instead, he pressed a kiss on her damp forehead.
He laid down beside her, and she curled against him, eyes bright with satisfaction. One hand rested over his heart. “That was...” She let out a breathy laugh, “Fucking amazing.”
“Basically,” he said, sliding a hand along her side.
His inner grizzly purred with satisfaction. Ash reveled in the gentle heat of her body and the press of her breasts against his chest. In all his life, he had never felt so whole. Yet the deep, primal desire to claim her still thrummed in his chest.