Page 21 of Grumpy Special Ops Bear: Ep. 3
“Fergus,” I murmured before my greedy tongue licked the glistening bead off his tip.
“No,” he hissed. “Our first time will be all about you.”
He smoothly pushed me onto my back before leaning over me. His lips latched on to mine. His tongue plundered and licked me until I was a throbbing mess of want. My body was on fire with a lust I’d never felt in my entire life. All I wanted to do was fuck him like we were untamed animals.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, and he rolled me on top of him. I reached down, grabbing him, and I ran my fingers up and down his slick shaft.
I wanted him inside me so deep that I wouldn’t know where he stopped and I began. “Do you have a condom?” I asked. “Just for the record, I haven’t been with anyone in a while, and I’ve been tested for sexually transmitted infections.”
He reached one hand up, tracing a finger along my jaw. “Shifters don’t carry human diseases, but I want you to be at ease during our first time. Reach over and grab that backpack to your right.”
His other hand securely held my waist as I seized it.
“Check the side pocket,” he instructed.
Unzipping it, I pulled out a strip of condoms, tossing the bag aside. “I don’t know whether to be ecstatic or perturbed that you have so many.”
He chuckled. “That’s Cutter’s backpack and stash. I’ve been celibate for a long time, darling.”
Carefully ripping open a packet, I pulled out the condom. “Well, shifter, I’m going to rock your world.”
Massaging his hot, smooth column of flesh between my fingers, I pinched the tip of the condom and rolled it on the swollen head. Rising slightly, I lowered myself onto his molten, thick cock in one swift movement. My wetness contracted around his girth like a vise. A pulsating energy shot through my body when his hands gripped my hips. With my every downward motion, he pushed up into me.
We hissed, panted, and grunted in synchrony to the primal slapping of our bodies against each other, seeking our release.
I dug my nails into his shoulders, and suddenly Fergus groaned, pulling free of me. He flipped me over, tugging my ass into the air. He plunged into my slick heat from behind and then took me hard and fast. My fingers clawed into the blankets.
On a moan, I begged, “Fergus, harder.” Little sobs of pleasure escaped from me.
Fergus’s fingers stroked my clit in tight circles.
“Oh God, I’m going to come!” I screamed while he slammed into my sex, my body shaking from his forceful thrusts.
He grabbed the back of my hair, arching my body up, and then each of his thrusts came harder and faster than the last. He kissed my neck as his movements became slower, methodically hitting my G-spot with a precision that was fucking diabolical. My toes curled and my stomach tightened.
“Are you mine, Trinity Holiday?”
“All yours,” I hissed. “Now move that masterful cock of yours faster.”
He laughed. “Your wish is my command.” He nipped my shoulder before hammering in and out of me, rocking me hard.
My channel contracted, and my inner muscles trembled before I cried out, “Fergus. Mate.”
“Mine,” he grunted before groaning and repeatedly thrusting into me.
He poured his seed inside me as his movements became disjointed and he lost his rhythm. He hugged me tightly before rolling me over, and I made a smalloomphsound as my hip hit the blankets.
“Damn. That was fucking incredible,” I whispered when I could finally form words. My body tingled all over, and everything from my waist down was still reeling with aftershocks. “Just… holy shit.”
“Yeah,” Fergus replied. “That about sums it up.”
“Is it like that every time?” I croaked.
He chortled, pulling me even closer before kissing the top of my head. “God, I hope so.”
I stretched my hand down to caress his already hardening maleness. “Well… there’s only one way to find out,” I said before nipping his bottom lip.
“I love a challenge,” he declared before rolling me onto my back.
