Page 20 of His Protective Bear

He stood there, taking a moment to memorize our first kiss, then placed another quick kiss on my swollen lips.

“Do you believe me now, Sage? I’ve never in my life experienced the flood of emotions I get with you. You have to feel this connection too. It's pretty simple, really. I’m yours, sweetheart, and I’m ready to get on with our life together. Please say you are in this with me, and you feel it too.”

I nodded my head in acceptance, a reserved smile taking over my face. I wasn’t ready for our night to end, but the wind was whipping through the clearing enough to make me curl into my alpha's strong arms.

“Thank fuck,” he whispered out in a sigh before kissing me again. I could feel the reverence in his touch, and that was all I needed to know.

“What do you say we go back to the truck and get out of the wind? I’ve got some blankets and a sleeping bag in the back that we can spread out to look at the meteor shower going on up there. And the best part is I can hold you in my arms and kiss you whenever I want.”

Hunter Hallbjorn was one romantic fucker. Now I just needed to convince him I needed him to actually fuck me. It had been way too long and overdue.

“That sounds perfect,” I breathed across his lips, rubbing my greedy cock along his.

We stood from our leaning position against the rocks and took the few steps back to the truck. As Hunter gathered the blankets and sleeping bags from the backseat, I noticed a set of handcuffs on the floorboard.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, babe, you can ask me anything.”

Hunter had unleashed the passion in me, and I was probably about to shock him.

“Why do you have a set of handcuffs in your truck?” I tried to let him know I wasn’t intimidated by them but excited by the prospect of using them.

Hunter seemed to get what I was implying without me having to say it. He narrowed his eyes in assessment of me and found me wanting.

“I carry them because I might need to use them to hold someone in place.” His eyes had gone from simmering pools of lust to raging fires of passion.

“Did you have something in mind, sweetheart?” he asked playfully.

I cleared my throat, then looked him in the eye. “Yeah, I think I do, Sherriff. I need you to handcuff me and fuck me hard in the bed of your truck.” I never broke eye contact.

His bear growled. I snickered.

“Baby, your wish is my command,” he growled. Hunter grabbed the blankets, sleeping bag, and handcuffs, then threw them into the back. He jumped up in the truck's bed and quickly worked to spread out the blankets for a soft palette. The speed with which he moved was almost comical, and I would have laughed if I weren’t so on edge.

Hunter reached down and extended his hand to me once again. I took it, only to be hoisted by my alpha into the back of the truck.

With me wrapped in his arms, my man pulled me to the floor on top of him. Our cocks lined up beautifully and created a delicious friction that teased us both. We kissed and rubbed on one another until the edge was too close.

“Baby, I need more of you,” he growled. “I need that perfect cock in my mouth. I’ve waited for you so long that I think I might explode if I don’t get you soon.”

“Your wish -- is my command,” I repeated to him with panting breaths.

I got to my knees and worked to quickly unbuckle my belts and pants. Hunter watched in awe for a few minutes, then reached up to help when the process was taking longer than he could stand. He reached into my pants and withdrew my shaft, sticky with pre-cum.

“Look at that,” I said. “It's all iced up and ready for you to devour.”

Hunter’s eyes rolled into the back of his head at my words before he snapped up and took my length into his mouth in one swift move. I jolted from the shock of the intense heat around my aching dick but reveled in the pleasure he was giving me. Hunter had me close to the edge with a few hard sucks, and I was forced to pull away.

“Where are you going?” he rasped out, turned on as fuck with spit and pre-cum dribbling out the side of his mouth.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to blow, and I’m not ready for that yet. My cock is on a hair-trigger, and one more touch before you get in my ass will cause me to detonate.”

Hunter almost convulsed at my dirty words to him but recovered quickly.

“I can’t have my mate not getting what he wants from his alpha. Pass me those handcuffs, babe. I need to lock you down and fill your ass with my cum.” Now it was my turn to convulse with need.

I scrambled like a cartoon character to find those handcuffs and get them to him. It wasn't the easiest undertaking with my dick hanging out of my pants, leaking everywhere, but I managed to get them to him.

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