Page 17 of Marked By the Possessive Polar Bear
After all these years, she’s finally here. Laying in front of me, ready to give me everything I ask for. Everything I demand.
The weight of that is not lost on me. Gratitude and awe is swirling under all this unyielding lust. I say a silent thank you to the universe for this perfect breathtaking gift before I turn all of my attention back onto her.
Our eyes meet when my hands reach the button of her jeans.
“We can wait,” I say, giving her an out if she wants one.
Her hand darts forward and she grabs my wrist, holding it in place. “No,” she says with more urgency than I think she expected. “Please don’t stop… I just… I need…”
“You don’t have to explain,” I whisper as I lean forward and kiss her lips. She moans as she shoves her tongue into my mouth. Fuck, she tastes good. “Just lay back and enjoy it.”
Her hips are rolling and writhing on the long leather chair. I pull away from her mouth and turn my attention back to the soft wet pussy I know is hiding behind all of these layers.
I flick the button open and slowly pull down her zipper. The sight of her pink panties makes my bear roar inside.
My cock is already hard as steel. It’sachingfor her. Every inch of my body isthrobbingfor this woman.
She lifts her hips as I tug her jeans down. I’m admiring every inch of soft warm skin as it comes into view. The heady scent of her arousal hits my nose and my nostrils flare, my hands gripping her jeans tight. I yank them the rest of the way down, a little harder than I would have liked.
I slide her feet out and plan to fold her jeans nicely on her stool, but as soon as I see that wet spot on her panty-covered mound, my control snaps. My mind turns possessive. Every thought I had about being a gentleman vanishes and I drop her jeans in a messy pile on the floor.
I growl low in my throat as I grab the waistband of her panties and pull them down her long smooth legs.
My asshole bear is trying to break through my skin, but I push him back as I keep my eyes on her damp panties. I slide them over her trembling knees, down her calves, and off her perfect feet.
The look in her glassy green eyes is so trusting, so eager, as I gently grab her knees and spread her legs apart.
I finally let myself look, dropping my eyes to her exposed virgin pussy. The gorgeous sight staggers me. It makes my heart stop.
I’m squeezing her knees too hard as I stare at her glistening folds in awe, but I can’t seem to stop myself. I can’t seem to do anything but admire this beautiful pink pussy.
Her breathing gets heavier. Mine does too.
I’m practically growling as I take in every inch, my mouth watering for a taste.
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, unable to take my eyes off her wet opening. “Heart-stoppingly beautiful.”
I press my palm flat over her stomach to hold her still, feeling her muscles tighten under my touch as I lower my head.
“Adrian…” she whispers, legs tensing.
I look up at her, voice low and reverent. “Let me take care of you, Vic. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so damn long. I just want to taste my mate. I want to taste you.”
Her only answer is a shaky nod and a bitten lip.
I dip lower, breathing in her scent. Fuck, she smells like heaven. It makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
I graze my nose on her folds and then touch her with my tongue. She drops her head back and moans as I start licking her sweet ripe pussy, not sure if I’ll ever get enough.
She’s fuckingdelicious. Perfect in every way.
My tongue starts moving faster and harder, licking every inch of her sweet cunt. I slide it into her hot tight hole and twist it around before slowly making my way back up to her needy little clit.
Her thighs start shaking, so I wrap my possessive arms around them and hold her in place as Idevourher.
She drenches my mouth and chin, and I fuckingloveit. I lap up every bit of juice she gives me as I bury my tonguedeepinto her, desperate to make her cum.
I cup her ass cheeks with my big hands and pull them apart as I lift her pussy to my mouth, licking and sucking with wild abandon.
