Page 21 of Bear Haven
Gus chuckled. She was hungry for him. He knew the signs.
He knew the hitch in her breathing. He knew the flush on her cheeks. He knew the rapid pulse in her neck. He knew the scent of his mate when she wanted him.
He left his jeans unfastened and moved on to his T-shirt. Slowly up over his stomach, his chest and Pecs, and finally, over his head. When he glanced down at her again, her hands were working the snap of her own pants.
“Stop that,” he told her. “I’ll take care of you.”
“You’re bossy today.”
He bent over and placed a tender kiss to her chest, just above her heart. “I’m feeling a little… Possessive, I think.” He kissed a trail up her neck to her jaw and finally to her lips, sliding his tongue between them.
He meant it to be tender, just a gentle kiss, a soft kiss. But Bex had other ideas when she pulled him down on top of her and again, wound her legs around him. She pressed herself up into his erection, once, twice, and on the third try, he lifted and grasped her hips in his hands and held her down to the mattress.
“What got into you all of a sudden?” he whispered into her mouth before stealing another deep kiss from her.
“I don’t know, but I need you, Gus.”
“Is your bear wanting to mate?”
“Shealways wants to mate. But this is me, the human side of me talking. I need you.”
Vulnerability clouded her eyes and squeezed her close. “You always have me, love. Always. Anytime you want or need me. I’m yours.”
“Then can you please, please, please undress me so we can fuck?”
Gus blinked, momentarily caught by surprise the word fuck coming from her mouth after she was so sweet just seconds before. Sometimes this woman of his was a contradiction in terms, and it took a little time to catch up.
“You’re a little minx, you know that, right?”
“Will it get me you?”
“Without a doubt.” He smacked a kiss to her lips, then stood. He tugged at her pants and pushed his own down his legs, exposing his cock. She licked her lips and spread her legs.
He started to ask her to sit up so he could remove her shirt, but thought better of it given her mood and the one that was taking him over.
He fisted the neckline and pulled, ripping it down the middle, eliciting a moan from deep in her throat. The vulnerability was gone, replaced with fire and passion. He didn’t bother with her bra, simply reached in the cups and freed her breasts. One nipple, then the second. Both were licked, nibbled, and bitten until Bex squirmed against the sheets.
Her legs were restless, shifting between his. He settled a palm between her thighs. All teasing from earlier faded in the heat against his hand.
Sliding his fingers beneath the soft, worn cotton and her skin, he teased the wet flesh with his knuckles. “You do want me,” he murmured against her mouth.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“You want your panties off?” he asked, but didn’t wait for a reply before using his strength to rip them apart. Being part animal came in handy in many situations. Ripping clothes asunder being one of them.
“Gus, please…”
“I know, pretty girl. Just hang on.” He waited, watching as his fingers traced through her folds, through the dampness that had gathered. She was beautiful, erotic, sexy… God, but she was sweet.
Gus made a show of licking his fingers before planting his hands on either side of her head, lowering his cock to her entrance, pushing inside oh so slow…
She widened her legs and lifted them. Her body gave way as he slid deeper.
“Please…” she whimpered. “Harder. Please.”
“Impatient,” he tsked.
“Yes, I am… You were gone for too long.” She ran her hands over his shoulders, cupped his face in her hands, stared straight into his eyes. “Please…”
