Page 27 of Snatching Jackie (Wintermoon Shorts #5)

JABARI

J ackie takes a sharp breath, then narrows her eyes at me. Instead of running, she starts pulling off her jacket, tossing it to the sofa in defiance.

I drop to my knees before her, helping her out of her sneakers one by one. My hands run up and down her leggings, hating the coolness of the fabric. She’s been outside too long, and the winter chill has seeped into her clothing.

I grip her leggings and pull them down to her ankles in one swift movement, following with her panties.

She helps me by stepping out of them, leaving her lower half completely bare.

I bury my face against her belly, moving lower to inhale her essence, the rich, musky scent of her arousal making my mouth water.

Her legs tremble in anticipation, her breathing growing heavier. I stand and lift her into my arms, carrying her up the stairs to our bedroom. Once inside, I set her down gently on her feet beside the bed.

“Get in the bed and open your legs,” I command. “Let me look at your pussy.”

I pull my hardened length out from my sweatpants and start stroking it slowly, my eyes never leaving hers. She quickly does as I ask, climbing onto the bed and spreading her legs wide as she lies on her back, her gaze a mixture of apprehension and excitement.

I pull my sweatpants down completely and kick them away before climbing onto the bed. At first, I’m gentle, caressing her thick thighs with slow, worshipful touches. My mouth waters as I take in the sight of her glistening pussy, swollen with need.

With each passing second, I feel my control slipping further away. All my bear wants now is to take, take, take—he’s overpowering my human side completely.

I position my head between her legs and begin with a teasing lick, just the stroke of my tongue against her clit. Jackie shivers at the contact, a soft moan escaping her lips. Encouraged by her response, I move my tongue lower and push inside, tasting her deeply.

I thrust my tongue in and out of her, reveling in her taste, her scent, the way her thighs quiver around my head.

Jackie’s toes curl and her legs shake as I work her with my tongue.

When her back arches off the bed and her moans grow louder, I know she’s reaching her climax.

I redouble my efforts, determined to taste her release.

Her powerful orgasm washes over her, her sweet nectar flowing onto my eager tongue. I drink it all, savoring every drop like the precious gift it is. When the last wave subsides, I stand upright, licking my lips and looking down at her flushed body.

I grab her legs and lift them into the air, pushing them back until the heels of her feet press against my shoulders. Leaning in, I position my dick at her pussy, sliding my rigid length up and down her slick heat to coat myself in her wetness.

She grabs the sheets and braces herself, her eyes going wide as she watches me prepare to claim her. In one powerful thrust, I slide deep inside her, burying myself completely. The sensation makes her gulp and tilt her head back, a strangled cry escaping her throat.

I don’t speak—speaking is beyond me now. I simply take what belongs to me, driving in and out of her with increasing force. There is no gentleness in my movements, no restraint in my passion.

At first, Jackie takes the pounding, her moans growing louder with each thrust. But soon, it becomes overwhelming for her.

“Okay, Jabari, wait, hold on,” she gasps, reaching for my arm to slow me down.

I slap her hand away without breaking my rhythm, gripping her thighs and pulling her toward me to meet each thrust. I love watching her beautiful breasts bounce beneath her shirt and bra with each impact, and I’m tempted to tear the fabric off her body.

But something in me manages to rein in that impulse—for now.

She’s panting, thrashing her head from side to side, reaching for me again as I continue drilling into her like a madman. The way the bed dips with each movement, the way her toes curl and her legs shake, the way her inner walls begin to clench around me—I can tell she’s approaching another orgasm.

“Oh my fucking god, Jabari! Goddamn—wait, hold on!” she cries, but I’m beyond listening.

I pound into her relentlessly, forcing her climax from her body with brutal force. She arches off the bed, her eyes rolling back as the orgasm crashes through her.

Just when she thinks she’s getting relief as I pull out, I flip her onto her stomach and grip her hips, pulling her up onto her hands and knees.

I kick her legs apart and bend down, spreading her ass cheeks with my hands.

I run my tongue up and down her crease before moving lower to taste her sweetness again.

Jackie lowers her head to the mattress, clawing at the sheets while I frantically devour her from behind, my tongue exploring every inch of her. When I’ve had my fill, I lift my head, licking my lips to savor her flavor.

I position myself behind her again, gripping my throbbing dick and slamming it back into her in one powerful thrust. My hands grip her hips with bruising force as I start a punishing rhythm.

She throws her hand back, trying to slow me down, but I slap it away without a word. Only loud, animalistic grunts and growls escape me as I drive into her again and again.

“Okay, I get it! I get it! Don’t run from your bear. Oh shit—you are fucking my brains out!” She cries out, her voice breaking with each thrust.

I don’t respond. I just keep pounding into her, even lifting one leg to plant my foot on the mattress for a better angle. My grip on her hips tightens as I increase my pace, my thrusts harder and faster than before.

Jackie’s panting grows more frantic until she finally lowers her head and buries it in the mattress, screaming into the sheets. I continue pounding into her, my hips slapping against her ass with each thrust.

Suddenly, her entire body tenses, and she squirts, a gush of fluid bursting from her as she shakes uncontrollably. I can hear her sniffling as if overwhelmed by the sensation.

I pull out only long enough to spread her ass cheeks again, lapping up what’s left of her release, even following the trails down her thighs with my tongue.

“Oh, hold on, wait a minute,” she pleads, but I ignore her, driving myself back into her pussy from behind and resuming my frenzied pace.

Jackie pushes her hands against the mattress, trying to lift herself up. It’s enough for me to reach around and wrap my hand around her throat, pulling her back. I continue pounding into her from this new angle, my grip firm but careful.

“Tell your bear to calm down,” she gasps.

I pull her back closer. “No,” I whisper against her ear, then run my tongue over her earlobe before releasing her.

Jackie buries her face back into the mattress, her hands slapping against the sheets with each powerful thrust. After a few more moments of this, I pull out again and flip her onto her back.

Now I’m pulling off her shirt and bra, exposing her fully to my hungry gaze. She’s panting like a wild woman, tears streaming from her eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. I slide my length back inside her slowly, savoring every inch, so different from my earlier frenzy.

I play with her breasts as I stroke in and out of her, licking first one nipple and then the other. Another wave of lust hits me, and I watch her gasp with each thrust, her hands clutching my arms as I feel another orgasm building inside her.

My own release approaches, my length throbbing with need. I pound into her harder, faster, our bodies slick with sweat. She stares into my eyes, and I notice something different in her gaze—something dark, primal, and hungry. It sends a chill of both fear and excitement through my bear.

My climax overtakes me, and I pump my release deep inside her, careful not to crush her with my weight as I thrust through the waves of pleasure. Jackie reaches out to stroke my beard as she reaches her own peak, her eyes never leaving mine until we’re both spent.

I pull out and collapse beside her on the bed, both of us staring at the ceiling, gasping for breath. My bear finally calms, satisfied that our mate has been thoroughly reminded of who she belongs to. But then I detect something—the scent of Jackie’s arousal, still potent in the air. She wants more

She turns her head to look at me, a wicked spark in her eye despite her exhaustion. “My turn,” she announces, and I look at her in horror.

She sits up and, despite her exhaustion, shifts down to my still-hard dick. What she does next, I’m not prepared for.

She wraps her hand around the base, her grip firm but gentle, then takes me into her mouth.

The wet heat engulfs me as she pushes down, her lips stretching around my girth as she takes me deeper, inch by inch, until I hit the back of her throat in one smooth motion.

Her throat constricts around me, swallowing, the sensation making my vision blur.

I come immediately, a groan tearing from me as my bear falls into complete submission.

My hands fist in the sheets, my head falls back against the pillow as my eyes roll.

Every muscle in my body goes slack, boneless, as she continues bobbing her head, her tongue swirling, flattening against the underside with each stroke.

She hollows her cheeks, creating suction that pulls every drop from me while her hand works what her mouth can’t reach, twisting slightly at the base.

The sensation short-circuits my brain. I feel both powerful and utterly helpless, completely at her mercy.

She works me through the aftershocks, her mouth relentless, her tongue tracing the ridge beneath the head as she draws out every last tremor of pleasure.

Her other hand cups, gently rolls my balls, adding another layer of sensation until I’m nothing but nerve endings, gasping breaths.

She continues for a while longer, alternating between deep throating, focusing on the sensitive head with quick flicks of her tongue, before finally releasing me with a wet pop, her lips glistening, swollen.

Before I can recover, before I can even catch my breath, she’s climbing on top of me, straddling my hips.

She positions herself above me, and my bear claws at me to run. Our mate is a sex demon, and I’ve just awakened her monster. Despite having just spent myself, my length hardens again at her touch as she grips me, positioning herself before sliding down.

I gasp as she engulfs me, her pussy still pulsing from her multiple orgasms. She doesn’t wait for me to adjust—she immediately begins bouncing on me, using her powerful thighs to lift herself almost completely off before slamming back down.

Her breasts bounce with each movement, hypnotic in their rhythm.

“Fuck,” I groan, my head thrown back as she rides me wildly.

My bear thinks we’re going to die from the pleasure, and I find myself agreeing.

Jackie is a woman possessed, bouncing down on my dick hard and fast, completely consumed by lust. Her nails dig into my chest, leaving marks that will heal by morning but feel like fire against my skin now.

“I’m going to break your bear,” she declares, increasing her pace.

“Oh my fucking god,” I groan, and she is—she’s breaking me and my bear. She owns us completely. We’ll do whatever she wants.

The sensation is too intense, the orgasm building in me with such force that I sit up, wrapping my arms around her to hold her close as she continues to ride me. The new angle hits something deep inside her, and she groans, her movements becoming more erratic.

I latch onto one of her nipples, sucking hard as she grinds against me, curses falling from her lips as she approaches another orgasm. When I release her nipple, she looks down at me, and I see it—the hunger in her eyes, the saliva pooling in her mouth, her gaze fixed on my neck.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Take me. Take my bear. Break us.

“You are mine,” she says, still riding me at a frantic pace.

I smile weakly, surrendering completely. “Yes, I am yours, Jackie.”

“MINE!” she shouts, suddenly stopping her movements and taking me in fully. She bites down on my neck, breaking the skin, and the claiming mark sends my second orgasm crashing through me with unexpected force.

I grip her hips, bouncing her up and down on my dick to ensure she takes every drop of me as she drinks from the wound, her body shuddering with another climax of her own. She continues to drink, and I encourage her with whispered words.

“Yes, yes, take what you need from me, baby.”

Finally, she licks the wound, sealing it with her saliva before collapsing against my chest, completely spent. I fall back onto the bed, holding her tightly against me.

“I hurt my bear,” she whispers, tears starting to form in her eyes.

I sit up, repositioning us against the headboard, then roll her off me, making sure she’s comfortable. I wipe the blood from her mouth with gentle fingers, shaking my head at her concern.

“No, baby, no,” I assure her with a chuckle. “Well, you might have terrified my bear, but no. I’m fine, baby, I swear it. You were right. You did need to run from my bear. You did it. You claimed me. I’m yours. I always was, but it’s official now.”

“I was rough,” she says, looking troubled. “It was like I didn’t have control of my body.”

I smile at that, smoothing her hair back from her sweat-damp forehead. “You are a strong woman. And you’ve been taming my bear since the first moment we met. No surprise you’re the dominant of our mate bond.” I kiss her gently. “I look forward to the day you can break me again.”

“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk for a couple of days,” she admits weakly.

I laugh. “I think I’ll need a day or two myself.”

She rests her head against my chest, her breathing beginning to slow as exhaustion takes over. “I better get pregnant fast, or I’m running from your bear again,” she murmurs sleepily.

I laugh, though my bear panics at the very idea. She yawns and quickly falls asleep in my arms.

No no no, run from Jackie , my bear pleads.

“Shut up,” I tell him. “You wanted a strong mate. Now you’ve got it.”

“Don’t tell me to shut up,” She murmurs in her sleep.

“No, baby, not you. Never you,” I whisper, kissing the top of her head. “I love you, Jackie.”

“I love you too,” she mumbles, already half-asleep.

It’s that declaration that helps me fall asleep, completely ignoring my bear’s panic.

We are one now. Finally.