February “Ary” Felina, an ocelot shifter with a weight complex, knows going out on her dirty thirty birthday is a bad idea, especially when she ends up in Charlie Wylde’s bed. The big, powerful alpha bear shifter is known in the town of Sweet Water for never having the same female twice. But that one-night stand turns into a disaster when the condom breaks.
When Charlie sees Ary for the first time he wants her. The bear in him needs to mark and claim her until everyone knows she is his. When she tells him she is pregnant and he’s the father, he has no choice but to step up and take care of her and his baby. It was only supposed to be that one night of pleasure, so when a jackal shifter comes sniffing around her, can Charlie show him that a bear always takes care of what’s his?
Be Warned: rimming, spanking
“You’re a greedy little thing.” There was nothing but strained heat in his words, and she prayed he didn’t get off on torturing her. As nice as that sounded she wanted to be fucked good and hard, and right now.
Looking over her shoulder she narrowed her eyes. The feline in her unsheathed her claws. She didn’t know how bears fucked, but her cat wanted it now. She was done with this teasing bullshit. His lips twitched, and she knew he thought this was just too funny. She was still good and intoxicated, but coherent enough that she wasn’t going to back down. Lifting her ass, which caused the tip of his dick to slide partially into her pussy, had his jaw clenching and a soft moan spilling from her.
“Just shove that big dick in my pussy. That’s why I’m here, right?” Where in the hell had that come from? She blamed the alcohol and her hormones for the fierce fire that came from her.
A flicker of emotion passed over his face, but it was gone as soon as it arrived. She didn’t know what he was trying to hide, but she knew her words had sparked something inside of him. A glance down at where he held onto her hips showed his own claws had come out. It wasn’t unheard of for some shifters to partially turn into their inner animals during extreme emotions. The very thought of Charlie’s bear coming out, even if it was just his claws, had her pussy moistening to the point that wetness slipped down her inner thighs. She tried again to push herself back on his shaft, but he tightened his hold on her.
“I don’t know what kind of males you fucked back in the day, but bears are the ones in control.” He reared his hand back and slapped her ass hard enough that her flesh stung something fierce. “I fuck you, not the other way around. Do you understand, Kitten?” He spanked her again, and she closed her eyes in bliss. The alpha in him called out to her, and she wanted to do whatever he said. Her past lovers had never been like this, and that sent a wave of delicious ecstasy through her. Charlie liked to be in control, and she wanted him to use that dominance on her.
She licked her lips. “Yeah, I understand.” They stared at each other for several seconds, and the only warning she got before he took her completely was his nails digging into her flesh. He shoved all of those hard, thick inches into her, and she cried out in pleasure/pain. Never had she felt so stretched, so full, so totally taken with only one thrust. Her inner muscles clenched along his length, and he grunted.
“You keep doing shit like that and I won’t last ten fucking minutes inside of you.” She breathed out and rested her head on the back of the couch. Her legs were spread as wide as they could go, and she knew he had a prime shot of her asshole and pussy. He let go of her waist and spread her cheeks so wide she knew he was watching his cock move in and out of her body.