Page 46 of Hunny and the Bear

Wrapping an arm around Hunny’s waist, he pinned her between himself and the counter, careful to not put too much pressure against her stomach. He dropped his head to her shoulder, his lips roaming over her pulse.

She gasped when he kissed her neck, her desire perfuming the air. Instantly, he was hard, his cock straining in his jeans. “What do you mean, Henry?” she asked softly.

“I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you standing there in my shirt, little rabbit.” His fingers tightened on her waist, and he pressed himself more firmly against her. He didn’t want anysignals getting crossed between them this time. “You feel right in my arms, darlin’. Every part of you feels like you’re mine.”

Her breath hitched, and she grabbed his arm, her fingers digging into his skin. Even though her scent was strong between them, he still caught the smell of fresh tears. “Then why did you apologize this morning?”

“I want to be patient with you. You’ve been through a lot, and I didn’t want you to think I was just using you for sex.”Not like that pissant, Jason. “I apologized because I was afraid that I’d pushed you too far, and I didn’t want you to think that’s all there is between us and leave. I care about you. More than you could know.”

Still looking down at the counter, Hunny asked, “What do you want from me, then?”

“Everything you want to give me,” Tank replied immediately, revealing his intentions without another moment’s hesitation. He kissed her pulse again, his teeth scraping over her skin. Hunny shivered from the light grazing, her nails biting into his forearm.

She twisted around in his arms, staring up at him with a heated look that threatened to undo him in every way. “Are you sure? My entire life is a mess.”

“I don’t care.” Tank cupped her face in his hands. “And I don’t want you to feel pressured by anything. You’ve got a lot going on, and I’m willing to wait as long as you want. We can take things slow—”

Hunny moved before he could finish his sentence. Grabbing the nape of his neck, she pulled him down as she stood up on her tiptoes. Her mouth crashed into his, her lips just as soft as he’d imagined. She licked the seam of his lips, and his brain short-circuited, precum sliding over the tip of his erection as Tank let her lead their first kiss.

He’d let her lead him anywhere, let her take things as slow and sweet as she wanted, even if his balls eventually exploded from the pressure.

Pulling back suddenly, Hunny stared up at Tank with a devious glint in her eyes. “Henry?”

He cleared his throat, his own eyes heavy-lidded with lust as he met her gaze. “Hunny.”

She smiled, pulling him back down until her lips brushed his. “I don’t want to go slow,” she murmured against his mouth, licking his lips again. Tank froze, a ringing in his ears, and his body filling with tension as he registered her words.

And then he was on her.

Eighteen

Hunny’s lower back barely hit the edge of the counter before Tank grabbed her ass, lifting her up and dropping her onto its surface. His mouth slammed onto hers, and a deep growl of need reverberated in his throat, the sound going straight to her core. Her panties became instantly soaked, and as his tongue teased her lips, demanding entrance, his hands roamed over her thighs, leaving a burning trail of fire through the denim encasing her legs.

She wanted nothing more than for him to rip them off.

Another delicious lick against the seam of her lips, and Hunny opened for him, moaning softly as his tongue swept into the cavern of her mouth, dueling with her own. He tasted perfect, and the scent of his lust rose to meet hers, blending together in an intoxicating aroma that stole her breath. It teased her as much as his tongue and hands, giving her a glimpse of everything she craved.

It wasn’t enough, though, and her body screamed at her to get him naked. To touch himeverywhere, and to explore him untilshe’d committed every inch of her big bear to memory.He wants me, she thought, giddy and lustful at the knowledge he was as drawn to her as she was to him.

He was hers, even if she wasn’t courageous enough to say it out loud. She could feel it, and hopefully one day, she’d be brave enough to have all of him.

Grabbing Tank’s shirt, Hunny ripped the material up and over his head, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She needed to be closer to him. Yearned for their skin to touch. His erection fit between her thighs, and she rolled her hips, moaning again at the sensation.

“We should get to the bed,” Tank rasped in between kisses, his breath skating over her tender lips.

“Fuck me here,” Hunny said breathlessly, her hands running down his muscular chest and dropping to his waist. He hissed out a breath, cupping the back of her neck. His hand fisted in her hair as she fumbled with his zipper, and he yanked her head back right as she reached into his jeans, fingers gliding over the hot, thick, velvet length of him.

He’s so big.

“If we don’t slow down, I’m going to cum much faster than I want,” Tank replied, nipping her lower lip. She gasped from the bite of pain as her pussy spasmed, heightening her desire. He licked the sting away a moment later, and then kissed her again, holding her head still as he plundered her mouth like he’d been dying of thirst and finally had his first drink of water. His lips moved from hers, trailing over her cheek and then to her neck, his beard tickling her skin. He nipped her throat and then sucked on her skin, and pleasure shot all the way down to her clit.

“I don’t—oh, fuck—I don’t care,” she whimpered, fisting his cock and stroking him as he sucked her harder. “Y-you know the expression ‘fucking like rabbits,’ Henry?”

He growled against her throat, and she pumped his length harder, tilting her head as much as his hold on her hair would allow to give him better access to her neck. “It’s true for rabbit shifters, too,” she moaned. “I always want sex, and the last week has been torture. I need you.”

Need was an understatement. She was past that, so far beyond it that to even say it was laughable. She planned on wearing Tank out, on riding his thick cock until they were both too exhausted to move. So he could cum early if he wanted this time, it just meant he’d last longer the next round. And the next, and the next.

Fist tightening in her hair, Tank pulled back, his eyes hooded and dark with lust, his lips swollen from their kisses. “What are you saying, little rabbit?”

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