Page 5 of Bear Shifter's Fated Bride

“Then don’t.” I murmured, holding him closer to me.

And just like that, nothing else mattered.

Chapter Five

Cedar

I can’t stop myself as I kiss her, our lips moving in perfect sync as I’m feeling completely overtaken, this intense need building within me that couldn’t be quenched. I’m longing for so much more, tempted to do it all.

I couldn’t have stopped, the temptation filling me as I know that I’m hard. I feel like I could have ended up bursting at any moment, the desire to make her mine overwhelming me a little bit. It’s almost too much.

She tastes so sweet, like vanilla, and it makes me crave more. I don’t want it to stop either, and I’m trying to figure out what I'm going to do.

I want to taste her.

I want to push my tongue inside of her tight hole.

I want to pump my cock inside of her and make a mess out of her.

I want to make her crave it all and never want to let me go.

I want to be hers.

She hugs herself close, her breasts pressing into my chest as she continues to kiss me back, her body straining against mine. It feels too good, seeing how her nipples are hard and it looks like she is going to end up shattering at any moment if she can.

I love it.

I love nothing that I am the only person that can make her feel that way.

I want to know that this will be everything that I can do.

“I want you.” I growl to her, seeing how she shudders a little bit, “I want you to be mine. I want to make a mess out of you. I want to enjoy being inside of you, filling you with my cum and making it drip out of your hole.”

“Damn, you have a nasty tongue.” She giggles, pulling back a little bit as her eyes are glimmering with desire, “I would love nothing more than for you to do that to me. I think that I can’t hold back if you end up sticking your cock inside of me.”

I would enjoy doing all of that with her but I also know that I can’t rush it.

So making her wrap her legs around my waist, I carry her back to the land that way I would be able to lay her down. That is when I noticed there is a blanket in her basket and I’m quick to grab it and spread it out. I want her to be as comfortable as possible.

Pressing her back into the blanket, I see how she just looks too perfect, the light casting a golden glow on her skin and it makes my dick twitch to life. I knew what I was going to do to her the minute that I got the chance to but I’m worried about scaring her off.

I don’t want to lose her.

I don’t want to make her not like what I do to her.

I want her to see that I’m the only person that can make her feel like this.

I NEVER want to let her go.

And by the look on her face, she is thinking the same thing.

“What are you going to do now?” She asks me curiously, watching my every move, “I know that I want you to do all of this but I also know that I don’t want you to stop… Please don’t stop.”

I want to give it all to her but I have already figured out that this is everything that I could hope for. So when our bodies press against one another again, I can tell that she is going to be my everything.

And I’m not going to be able to stop it until I'm pounding away inside of her. I can’t let this end because if I do, I’m going to drag her away with me and I won’t be able to stop it.

I don’t WANT to stop it because she is mine.

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