The Bear Treatment Page 4
“That’s it, my sweet. Ride those fingers. I can’t wait to see your little hole stretched with a butt plug to prepare you for my cock, and you will let me take you back here, won’t you?”
The veins on his neck stood out, his smile showed his fangs, and with the eyes of his bear looking down on her he never looked more the wild animal he had inside than right now. The thought should have terrified Louisa, but instead it had the opposite effect on her. She was his prey, his for the taking, and the thought turned her on even more.
“Yes, yes, God yes, I’m yours to do with as you please, Sir.”
Her whispered answer made him step up his assault on her senses, and everything inside of her drew tight as she climbed up those rungs of lust until the world narrowed to just the feel of his fingers in her ass, and his big body covering her.
Luke bent closer, not once slowing his fingers as they fucked her into another orgasm, and then he kissed her. His tongue mimicked the action of his digits, and she kissed him back until her lungs screamed at her they needed air, as her body shook in the grip of the tremors wracking through her. She winced when he withdrew his fingers from the tight clasp of her ass, and then gasped when he shrugged out of his shirt. The man’s torso was magnificent and sprinkled with liberal amounts of hair that she wanted to run her fingers through. His pectorals flexed as he threw the shirt across the room, and she let her gaze admire the play of muscles. The way his hair thickened to a dark trail that acted like a beacon to his magnificent cock. Despite her earlier attention to that particular body part, he was once again erect. Veins ran along the length of the impressive organ, and the thick mushroom head glistened in the muted lighting of the room. Louisa licked her lips, suddenly desperate for another taste of his salty musk, and Luke laughed. Low and menacing, the sound was more animal than human, and set her arousal to fever pitch.
“Not this time, my sweet. This time I want to bury my cock into your tight cunt. I want to see your lips stretched around my girth, as you struggle to take all of me, but you will, won’t you, pet? You’ll milk my cock like the good little subbie you are, and you’ll gush your cream all over my dick again and again, won’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” How she managed to force the words past her kiss swollen lips she would never know. Her gaze was riveted to his cock, where Luke was fisting himself slowly. He squeezed the tip of his dick until his pre-cum slid on his fingers and with a wicked grin held those digits up to her mouth.
Louisa opened up eagerly, only too willing to taste him again, and she groaned when he hooked those fingers inside her mouth holding her in place while he ran the tip of his erection through her wet slit repeatedly. He bumped into her clit at every upstroke, sending jolts of electricity through her system, and her nostrils flared as she tried to breathe through her nose.
“Look at me, pet.”
His rough command made her eyes snap to his again, and she swallowed hard around the digits in her mouth. The intensity of his golden gaze was hard to take, as he pinned her in place with the sheer force of his will.
“You’re mine, and when I sink my cock into your cunt, I’m going to sink my fangs into your flesh and mark you as mine. I don’t want there to be any barrier between us when I do that. Know this, as a shifter I’m clean, and I can smell that you’re not fertile right now, so will you let me do that? I need to feel your slick walls gripping my cock … please.”
Coupled as that plea was with the raw need she sensed in him, it proved her undoing. That this powerful man wanted her this much meant the world to her right now, and besides she was on the pill, so with that worry firmly taken care of she nodded and breathed her answer, utterly unable to project her voice with any authority right now.
“Yes, please, make me yours.”
Triumph flared across Luke’s flushed features, and his bear let out an almighty roar, as the man thrust into her in a ruthless move that would have pushed her up the table had his hold in her mouth not anchored her.
Louisa screamed around his fingers, and her eyes filled with tears at the forceful invasion of her body. As ready as she was for him, it hurt, and her body struggled to accept all of him.
Luke swore and pulled out slightly, scraping his dick against her g-spot and awakening all of her nerve endings as her inner walls clenched and released around his cock. Pain gave way to discomfort and then nothing but white hot pleasure, as Luke pulled out and then pushed back in again in ever faster movements. She locked her ankles behind his butt and met him thrust for thrust as arousal built and he filled her vision. A flash of teeth were all the warning she got before he bit down where her neck met her shoulder. Pain sliced through her so intense it took her breath away, and the world went white, as her vision dimmed and then came back in colors of such brilliance that she screwed her eyes shut to block out the stimuli.
Somewhere a woman screamed, not in pain, but with arousal so intense it was a wonder the glass didn’t break. Louisa’s throat burned, and she drew big gulps of air into her lungs and then screamed again, as the most powerful orgasm yet ripped through her body. On and on the tremors went, and she bucked against Luke like a demented woman, ruthlessly seeking her relief. She was dimly aware of his roared release as his hot cum bathed her insides and then the stunned presence in her mind as another roar joined his.
Blindly Louisa tried to hold onto his presence, his reassuring warmth, but it was useless, Fire raced over her skin, her bones broke, pain filled her body, and the world went black.
****
Louisa came to in a dark room. She seemed to be lying in the middle of a huge bed in the dead of the night, if the bright moon shining through the lace curtains that covered the French windows was anything to go by. A light breeze ruffled the curtains and brought with it the scent of Luke. Stronger than ever, his unique male scent wrapped itself around her senses and made her breathing speed up. His was the scent of home and the future, and a rumble rose from her chest. Louisa clamped her hand over her mouth in horror.
What on earth was that sound?
Good, you’re awake. You had me worried there for a bit.
Luke’s voice in her mind sent shivers down her spine, and she had never been more grateful to see someone than when he strolled in from the balcony and sat down on the bed next to her. He was naked, as she was, and she watched in stunned fascination as his flaccid cock hardened under her regard. Luke’s chuckle shook the bed, and the vibrations settled straight in her pussy. Wetness coated her nether lips, and Luke inhaled sharply and then bent forward to lick the bite on her shoulder. The dull throbbing ache she had woken up with morphed into darts of pure lust. They shot straight to her pussy via her hardened nipples, and she scooted closer to him. Louisa wrapped her hand around his cock, and she heard his groan in her mind seconds before the sound registered through her ears.
How is that even possible?
It’s the mating bond, my sweet. Tell me, do you know anything at all about your parents?
Louisa shook her head in denial to the words in her mind and releasing her hold on his cock pulled her knees up to her chest in confusion.
“Why? What have my parents got to do with any of this, and why do I feel so strange? Everything hurts as though I’ve run a fucking marathon, and yet I’m horny as hell. And why do I growl like a bear?”
As though to prove her point she opened her mouth, and the deepest rumble broke from her chest. Luke grinned, and his bear growled straight back at her. Another growl shot out from Louisa’s mouth, and she had the strangest vision of a russet colored bear rubbing itself against a tree to relieve the itch between her shoulder blades. Louisa’s shoulder blades.
As the horrifying truth dawned on her, Louisa leapt off the bed to study herself in front of the full length mirror at the opposite side of the room. She didn’t look any different, apart from the bite mark on her neck, one that matched the one on Luke’s neck. She saw it as he approached in the mirror, and Louisa twirled round to face him. She ran her fingertips over the mark, and Luke groaned and yanked her up against his long frame.
Did I do that to you?
You sure did, my sweet.
This close to him her hormones went into overdrive, and she rubbed herself shamelessly against his body.
Luke’s claws dug into her ass cheeks and lifting her up effortlessly he slammed her back against the mirror. Acting on instinct Louisa wrapped her legs around his waist, and in one heart stopping moment of possession Luke slid his cock into her welcoming heat.
“Fuck, you’re still so incredibly tight, baby.”
Louisa whimpered into his shoulder and clenched around his cock as he withdrew and then thrust deep again. Her back slid against the cool mirror, and visions of her bear filled Louisa’s mind.
You make a beautiful bear, baby.
The realization of her changed state hit her hard, and when Luke bit her other shoulder, her orgasm ripped through her. Her jaw ached and her claws sliced through his skin, and still riding his thick, pulsating cock inside of her, she bit down hard on the masculine shoulder that filled her vision. Blood filled her mouth, and she eagerly drank her fill, taking more of her mate inside her body.
Luke growled, and heat bathed the inside of her, as he thrust harder, deeper, and sent her over the edge once more. By the time their breathing finally slowed down, Luke crossed the distance to the bed, and lowered her down on the bed with much more care than she deserved. The coppery scent of his blood filled her nostrils, and she moaned the loss of his cock when he slowly withdrew. He rolled off her until they lay next to each other, and remorse slammed into Louisa when she saw the claw marks all over Luke’s body.
It’s all right, baby. I’ll heal. You’ll learn to control your bear better the more we do this.
L
uke winked at her and then wrapped his hand into her hair and tugged her closer to kiss her. Unlike their previous kisses this was one was tender and filled with so much emotion that Louisa’s eyes filled with tears. Luke kissed them off her face and then tucked her into the crook of his neck. Sprawled next to him on his big bed, and surrounded by her big bear of a mate all the puzzle pieces clicked into place.
Louisa traced the marks she had made on his body and watched in fascination as one by one they healed in front of her eyes, until only faint red lines remained.
Told you I heal. Nothing to worry about. Mind you, the damage to Carlotta’s will take longer to repair.
Louisa groaned and screwed her eyes shut.
“Oh, God, I thought that was just some weird ass dream.” She groaned into his chest, and Luke’s laughter bubbled against her cheek.
“No, I’m afraid my feisty little mate went to town on the room. Trust me. No one was more surprised than me, when you shifted into a bear. Your fur matches the color of your hair, and you’re utterly stunning and … ferocious. It took several of us in our shifted forms to subdue you, and then you fell into a deep sleep. You’ve been sleeping for three full days, baby.”
She raised her head, startled at that revelation, and he nodded.
“I had our shifter doc check you out, and the general verdict was to just let you sleep and wait for you to wake up. I’m so glad you finally did. Those were the longest three days of my fucking life, I tell you. I couldn’t live without you, baby.”
His voice dropped an octave, and it took on that sandpapery quality that turned Louisa’s insides to mush and she sighed in submission.
“Are you sure that’s not just this mating bond talking?” she asked with a watery smile.
Luke’s annoyed growl in answer trembled through her, and her bear answered him with equal fervor. Luke grinned and shook his head.
“I can see I’ll have to teach your bear some manners, my sweet. I told you at the spa, I’ve been wanting you for ages. You, Louisa, with all of your little quirks and insecurities. I love you, irrespective of any mating bond or the reckless little bear you turn into, who seems determined to rip me to shreds.” He winked at her, and Louisa’s heart broke and realigned itself with a big “Luke” brand sprawled across it.
“We’ll have to investigate who your parents were. From the speed of your transformation, you carry some strong genes. My guess is that your mother was human, and your father a shifter. Guess she couldn’t cope with a willful shifter baby, and that’s why she handed you over to the nuns. Or perhaps she had no idea of your heritage. We can ask her all those questions when we find her.”
Luke sounded so sure that they would that new hope blossomed inside of Louisa’s chest.
“I never told anyone this. Not even Cassie knows, but I tried to find her when I turned eighteen. My moves were blocked at every turn. I guess someone didn’t want me to find her, so I gave up in the end.”
Something dark and dangerous flashed across Luke’s features, and her stomach tightened in female appreciation of the dangerous male in front of her.
“Just as I suspected. I daresay your father is behind all this. No doubt he’s a powerful shifter who doesn’t want to be found. I’d say he’s an Original, but there aren’t many of them left and Cole Jackson reassured me that he knows all the originals.”
“Originals?” she asked, and he nodded.
“They’re the ones that can trace their bloodlines back to the origin of our species. Cole is one of them, and the council is largely made up of them and true blood shifters. It’s why my family has stayed off their radar all this time. We’re not originals, and we’re certainly not true bloods. Anyway, your father probably had a jealous wife, and your mother was the bit on the side.” A ferocious growl came from Luke’s massive chest, and the force of his emotions battered against Louisa’s soul. If she’d had any doubts about the strength of Luke’s feelings for her, they were eradicated in one fell swoop.
“I can’t stand men like him. Things have changed and, trust me, he will be made accountable for his actions. Cole Jackson is the newly appointed head of security, and the wind of change is sweeping through the council. Actions like this place us all in danger. Your father had no right to impregnate your mother, and then leave her to fend for herself. When we find him—and we will find him—he will be held accountable for his actions.”
Gooseflesh broke out over her skin at the menacing words. She had no doubt that Luke himself would take her biological father down a notch or two, and her heart clenched at the thought of his possibly getting hurt because of her.
“I hope you never find him in that case. I don’t want to know who he is.” She whispered the words, and Luke nodded and smiled at her.
“I can understand that, but the matter has been taken out of our hands, I’m afraid. Not least because the fertility rate of our kind has declined so sharply over the last few generations. A new she-bear is a huge thing, you know. We’re just lucky, I guess, that you never shifted before now. Can you imagine the panic that would have caused? At least at Carlotta’s we could contain you.” He smiled at her frown and kissed her nose. “Carlotta’s is run by Carlotta. She is a powerful she-bear who has put lots of measures in place to make the restaurant something of a safe haven for shifters of all kind. The damage you caused can be fixed quite easily with the right influx of cash.”
Louisa worried her bottom lip with her teeth, until Luke tapped her lips with his index finger and stopped her.
“Stop abusing your beautiful body, pet. The only marks I want to see on your skin are the ones I put there with my hands.”
There was no mistaking the slip into his Dom mode, and Louisa hastily licked her lips and nodded.
“Yes, Sir, sorry, Sir, but that must cost a fortune. I’m sure my florist’s salary will never be able to pay for it and … ouch.”
The slap to her thigh was as unexpected as it was painful, and it left an angry red handprint behind. The sight of that mark on her skin probably shouldn’t turn her on, but heaven help her, she grew wet again, and she knew he would notice. His nostrils flared, and his grin was sin itself when he wrapped his hands into her hair and yanked her head up.
“Did I say anything about money, pet? You’re my mate and the woman that I love and want to spend the rest of my life with. Short of you saying you don’t love me, nothing will change that, and even if you walked out of this house now, and never wanted to see me again, I would still love you and look out for you. I’d just be the most miserable bear on this fucking planet, that’s all. No biggie.”
He gave her a self-deprecating smirk, but she didn’t miss the vulnerability in his gaze or the worry that wrapped itself around her like a suffocating cloak.
The imp in her urged her to string this out a bit, to see how far she could push him, and to see what inventive punishment he could come up with, but the woman who was desperately in love with this man won out.
“Just as well I love you to distraction then, isn’t it, Sir?”
The instant grin lighting up his rough features set her insides aflame, and she giggled at his growled answer.
“Good, and I will have to think of deliciously naughty ways you can pay me back for all the trouble you’ve caused, starting right now.”
He relaxed back on the bed and gestured to his cock. The erect shaft stood proudly straight in the air, and she needed no instruction on what to do with that.
“Yes, Sir,” she said. “It will be my pleasure.”
The End
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