Page 20 of Grumpy Special Ops Bear: Ep. 3
His tongue thrust forcefully between my lips, sweeping against mine. The kiss was dominant as he took the response he wanted, demanding my complete submission. One hand collared my throat possessively as his other clutched my ass.
I couldn’t get enough of him. I was grinding against him until he hoisted me up, curving my legs around his hips. Helplessly, I moaned with pleasure into his mouth, digging my nails into his back.
Fergus broke away from our kiss for one second, his eyes darting around as if he were making sure Cutter and Grant were nowhere close. Then he stared at me with eyes that had taken on a glazed, hungry look, which both thrilled and startled me.
“There’s no tent,” he groaned as if in agony. “Shit. I don’t want our first time to—” His voice croaked before he leaned down, gripping the flesh of my throat between his teeth.
My core pulsated as I reached up, sinking my fingers into his hair, pressing him farther into my neck. “Fergus, I don’t give a shit about a tent. Just fuck me like a recently released prisoner.”
We piled all the blankets near the fire, which was still going strong. Trees surrounded the small, secluded clearing of the campsite on three sides and a cliff face on the other. No one would see us.
He straightened before crouching down, slowly placing me on the blankets. My pulse raced while he knelt before me. Impatiently, he yanked off my coat with his big hand, tossing it aside. Leaning forward, I hungrily touched my lips to his before clawing at his hiking pants, wanting them off. The burning need to have him filling me raced through my veins.
Quickly, I undid his belt, unzipping his pants. I loved that he was commando.
“Damn,” I whispered, pulling out his rigid flesh. I slid my fingers up and down the hot, smooth, engorged girth with a slow and steady motion. I was desperate to explore the entire length of his throbbing cock with my tongue.
“No, not yet, darling.” He pushed me back against the blankets and slowly undressed me, leaving me naked.
He stared down at my full breasts and rock-hard brown nipples with a seductive smile as his fingers shifted into claws.
He paused, as if waiting for me to tell him to stop, but I watched, fascinated.
He ran them lightly down the slope of my right breast, and I shivered at the scrape against my flesh. My eyes closed as the sensation rocketed down to my cunt.
I opened my eyes again. “Fergus,” I whispered, watching his claws transform back into his hands.
He straddled me, kissing his way down my neck before sucking one breast while his hand teased the other. I groaned as he inched down my body, leaving trails of fire across my skin.
I had to be dreaming. These feelings—lust, ecstasy, and happiness—couldn’t be real.
“God, you’re the most ravishing creature I’ve ever seen,” he whispered as he nuzzled my hip.
“Have you seen a lot then?” I asked, smirking.
“Smirk all you like,” he murmured. “Soon, you won’t be able to.”
I smiled wider. “I’m not scared—” I swallowed the rest of my words when his hand glided up my inner thigh.
One finger found my wetness, ready and waiting for him. His finger slipped inside, and I moaned with pleasure. He found a simple rhythm that drove me insane with need. Just when I was on the edge, he pulled his finger out and replaced it with his mouth. He sucked my warm, damp entrance, making me squirm.
“Fergus, wait. Not yet, dammit,” I breathed.
He glanced up with my wetness glistening all over his perfect lips. “Why?”
“I just want you to know, you and I…” Tears welled behind my eyelids. The intense connection I already felt with him overwhelmed me.
I wasn’t naive, and I knew it wouldn’t be easy learning about his world, but I was determined to work at being everything a woman—a mate—had to be. Now that I had him, I couldn’t imagine my world without him in it.
“I’m in this for the long haul,” I said in a hushed tone, meeting his gaze.
His eyes burned with passion and affection, something I’d never thought I’d see in any man’s eyes for me.
“You are mine, my mate,” he growled, “and when I’m done with you, you’ll crave my touch and want no one else.” Pressing my legs wide open, he took my swollen clit into his mouth, tonguing it, sealing his lips around the flesh, applying just the right amount of suction to bring me to the brink.
I screamed in pleasure as my body went rigid. After swiping his tongue over me, he stood and removed his shirt and boots. When he slid his pants down, I smacked my lips, watching his thick length bob against his navel.
My pussy pulsed, knowing I’d done this. I’d made this exquisite, strong man ache to be inside me. Reaching up, I grabbed his hard cock.
