Her Bear Protector [The Protectors 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 6

  She huffed at that, and he grinned and kissed her nose, and inhaled. Somehow that was the most erotic thing ever when he did that, and Tina indulged herself by sniffing him, too. His gaze burned hotter and her heart turned over in her chest, when she read his expression for what it was. Lust, yes definitely, but there was a much deeper emotion shining through and that should have terrified her. Instead it made her chest grow warm and had her heart bounce around like some overexcited rabbit. It had to be her post orgasmic high that caused that immediate bubble of happiness in her chest. You didn’t fall in love that quickly with someone you barely knew. Tina chose to conveniently forget the fact that she had known her bear for six months, and had lusted after him for all that time. Her bear—now there was a clit-clenching thought.

  “Granted I should have still used a condom, but you’re my mate, and I could tell you’re not fertile right now. Forgive me, I will use them in future if you want me to.”

  He nudged her slightly with his shoulder in a playful move that made it impossible not to smile back at him.

  “Well, that’s alright then, I guess. But you should have asked me.”

  He nodded and sobered.

  “Yes, I should have done and again, I am sorry.”

  Tina sniffed in a most unladylike fashion, and he grinned.

  “Does that mean I’m forgiven?”

  She narrowed her eyes at him and shrugged her shoulders.

  “I guess. It’s hard to stay mad at someone who I want to jump again.” Ronan laughed and that bubble of happiness inside her burst into a gazillion pieces. How she loved that laugh.

  “And for the record, there is no need for condoms. I’m on the pill. Have been for years, but you still should have checked with me first.”

  Tina stuck her tongue out at him and before she could blink he had her flat on her back underneath him.

  She gasped when he grasped her arms, held them down by her wrists high above her head, and proceeded to kiss her senseless. Tina spread her legs without any conscious thought on her part and he slid inside of her with only minimal resistance. Ronan groaned into her kiss and flexed his hips to pull out and then drive back into her. Every slow thrust set her sensitized tissues aflame with need, and Tina flew up the rungs of arousal at dizzying speed. Ronan broke the kiss and grinned down on her, all the while keeping up his slow thrusts.

  Transferring both her wrists into one hand, he reached down to pinch her clit and Tina saw stars. Her orgasm raced through her and took her breath away, but Ronan wasn’t finished with her yet.

  “That’s my girl,” he murmured and he stilled inside of her. Tina moaned and tried to wriggle but pinned by his weight she had no wriggle room whatsoever, and parts of her simply melted at her helplessness. With a wicked grin he reached across her and pulled a pair of soft leather restraints out of the drawer of his bedside cabinet. Releasing her wrists, he lifted his weight off her with one arm, and held them up for her to see.

  “Give me your wrists, babe. I want you at my mercy for this.”

  A moan of denial slipped from her lips as he pulled out of her, and her body moaned the loss of his cock. Yep, Tina, newfound nympho, that was her.

  He got to his knees between her legs and she eagerly thrust her wrists out for him to encase them in leather. His smile of approval made her heart turn over in her chest. The soft feel of the cool leather on her skin made her slip deeper into her submission, and she closed her eyes to savor the sensation.

  “Good idea, let’s add a blindfold to this. That way you have no idea what I’m going to do to you next.” Her heart rate kicked up at his words, and he kissed her again with so much passion, any objection she might have had faded away.

  When he released her, a soft fabric covered her eyes and he lifted her head to tie the blindfold behind her head. Deprived of her ability to see, everything inside of Tina tightened.

  “Color, my lovely girl?”

  The voice, right next to her ear, startled her.

  “Green, Sir.”

  “Good girl.”

  Oh yes, the way he said good girl in that deep voice of his. Fuck, was it possible to come from the sound of a man’s voice alone? Tina surmised it might well be, and she was pretty sure she would soon find out. This was Ronan in full Dom mode, and she lapped it up.

  Taking her wrists again, he raised them up above her head and there was a metallic sounding snap, as he secured them to something.

  He ran his fingers under her restraints, and then his reassuring voice was back.

  “If you get cramp or these get uncomfortable, you’ll let me know immediately, you hear me?”

  She nodded and the sharp and unexpected pinch to her nipple made her cry out. Not in pain exactly, as that sting shot straight to her clit, but in surprise. Too late she remembered she had to use her words.

  “Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir, I will.”

  “You’re new to this, so I shall let that pass, but in future remember your words. I need to be sure that you safe word if you need to. Understood, babe?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good, girl, now where were we? Oh, yes, I know, I was just about to get my toys.” She could hear the wicked grin in his voice and sure enough the bed dipped, and then there was the sound of rustling.

  Blood rushed in her ears and she yanked at her restraints, but it was useless.

  “Sir?” She hated the wobble in her voice, but where was he?

  “I’m right here, babe. I can see you, and let me tell you, the sight of you bound and naked to do with as I please makes me so damn hard. I might have to jack off to make this last.”

  Tina moaned at the mental images that brought to mind, and Ronan chuckled. The bed dipped again and he ran his hands up and down her arms and over her breasts. He rolled her nipples between his fingers and pulled. Tina gasped and arched her back into his touch. Every roll and pluck made her pussy clench, and she couldn’t help her moan of need.

  “Yes, you like that, don’t you? Such sensitive nipples. I wonder what you will make of these.” Something cold touched her nipples, to be replaced by his mouth. Ronan suckled hard and then attached something to her hard peak. Tina went rigid when he tightened the tension.

  “Sir, please, that hurts.”

  He stopped whatever it was he was doing immediately and some of the pressure on her nipple eased.

  “Color?”

  “Yellow.” She squirmed to try and get away from the tight feeling around her nipple and he loosened it further, until she could breathe easily again.

  “How about now, babe?”

  It was on the tip of her tongue to cry yellow again, if not red, but actually there was no need. It felt strange, but it didn’t hurt anymore, and she took a deep breath and murmured, “Green, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” The obvious approval in his deep voice sent waves of heated arousal across her skin. She would just about do anything to please him, she realized with a start.

  His mouth closed around her other nipple and she squirmed anew as he suckled that nub until it felt hugely distended. Tina clenched her thighs together to relieve the ache in her pussy, and he blew across her nipple. It felt cold against her slick skin, and this time when he clamped whatever it was on that side, she welcomed the slight pinch. He adjusted it to just the right pressure and Tina slipped a little deeper into the sensations assaulting her.

  “If only you could see yourself, babe. Those are nipple clamps, linked by a chain, and if I do this…” Something tugged at her nipples at the same time, and Tina arched her back and moaned. Oh lord, that felt way too good. Tiny shards of pain skittered from her nipples in an invisible line to her clit, and she panted her arousal.

  Ronan’s chuckle sunk into her consciousness like molten chocolate, and his next words sent her on fire.

  “You look so fucking sexy, babe. I’ve got my cock in my hand and I’m stroking it for you. My fingers are wet with my pre-cum. Here, taste what you do to me.”

  He ran his fingers
along the seam of her mouth, and Tina opened eagerly. His unique salty musk exploded on her taste buds, and she sucked the digits further into her mouth. Ronan groaned, the bed dipped, and she needed no encouragement to open her legs wide. Instead of taking her however like she expected him to do, something cold hit the inside of her thigh and she yelped in surprise. He withdrew his fingers and surprise turned into a moan when that thing started to vibrate and Ronan held it right over her clit. Pleasure surged and her hips bucked upward to get closer to those delicious vibrations. Her orgasm build in ever tighter circles, and just as she was about to fly off that cliff, the vibrations stopped.

  Tina yanked at her restraints and swore.

  “Fuck, noooooo, damn it.”

  A swat to her thigh was her reward, and Ronan’s voice held an edge of steel.

  “Such foul language from my girl. I think she needs something else to occupy that mouth.”

  Before she could even grasp his intentions, the bed dipped next to her head, and he hooked his finger into her mouth to force it open. His scent enveloped her when he pushed his cock past her lips, and Tina eagerly opened wider.

  Her scalp stung, as Ronan wrapped his hands into her hair and fucked her mouth. It took mere moments for his cock to pulse and for the first drops of his cum to hit the back of her throat.

  Tina swallowed, but Ronan pulled out and the hot splashes of his seed hit her breasts instead. Ronan’s bear roared with so much intensity the bed shook, and Tina’s stomach clenched in need. Fire raced through her veins, and then Ronan kissed her with so much heated intensity it left her in no doubt of his feelings. He kissed a path along her jaw and down her neck, where he suckled the sensitive skin with enough force to leave a hickey.

  “You look so fucking hot dripping in my cum. You’re mine, Tina, and I want everyone to know that.” The growled words sent her pussy into spasms, and when he clicked the vibrator back on, Tina screamed as her orgasm raced through her.

  Again and again he coaxed her into one orgasm after another, until she begged him to stop.

  “No, one more, for your Sir.”

  He shoved the vibrator into her cunt this time, and spread her wider. His lips closed around her clit and the gentle suction, coupled with the wicked vibrations against her g-spot did indeed send her over again.

  Tina didn’t know what words were tumbling out of her mouth anymore, caught somewhere in a place between torture and heaven. Every nerve ending in her body tingled. The mere brush of air on her skin sent darts of awareness to her clit, and she clamped around the toy still lodged in her pussy. The vibrations were lower, not enough to force her to orgasm, but just enough to keep her on edge. On that torturous ledge of heated anticipation she waited for his next move.

  “Give me a color, babe,” he said, while lifting her ass, and placing what felt like cushions underneath it. Her sore butt protested, adding another layer of sensation to the ones assaulting her senses, until she was utterly unable to distinguish between pleasure and pain. Maybe right now there were one of the same.

  She shook her head, unable to form the words right now, and a sharp tug to her nipples made her scream out.

  The vibrations in her cunt kicked up a notch, and that pain, too, morphed into bliss until she floated somewhere blissful and calm, his voice the only thing grounding her to the here and now.

  “I need your answer, babe, or all this stops now.”

  “No.” Somehow she croaked that through her parched lips. Instantly Ronan lifted her head and cool liquid hit her lips.

  “That’s my girl, drink. Slow sips now.”

  Tina drank eagerly and moaned when he took the glass of water away.

  “No, as in stop, or carry on, babe?”

  Humor laced his voice strained with arousal and her stomach tightened in need. Tina scrambled around for the right response in her fuzz for brains and then blurted out her answer.

  “Green.”

  “That’s my girl. Now relax this will be cold for a bit.”

  He licked her clit, and removed the vibrator, leaving Tina curiously bereft. Cold liquid hit her ass crack and before she could process that, something blunt pushed against her asshole.

  “Relax, babe, it’s only a plug. Open up, let me push this in.”

  Ronan ran slow circles around her clit, spiking her desire up to fever pitch again, and the pressure on her anus increased, until she gasped and moaned, and then the thing slid in, and Tina felt full.

  “Fuck, that’s so hot, babe. I’m gonna fuck you so hard now.”

  Ronan ran the thick tip of his cock through her slit, and Tina hissed through her teeth. How he was going to fit, when she felt so full already, she had no idea, but that part of her deep inside that wanted to please him, knew she would.

  He lifted one of her legs at the same time as he removed the blindfold, and she blinked in the sudden light. Just like in her dream, Ronan loomed over. Sweat dotted his forehead, and his amber eyes glowed with an intensity that took her breath away. His biceps strained with the effort required to hold his weight off her, and he continued his slow teasing of her puffy lips with the tip of his cock. She so wanted to run her hands over his ink, bury them in his hair, but she was helpless. A sensation that made this whole experience ten times hotter. Instead she flexed her hips and Ronan sank partially into her pussy hole. They both groaned as she clenched around his tip, and Tina struggled for breath. She felt so utterly full already, and he wasn’t even halfway in.

  “Fuck, you’re tight, babe. Look at me. Breathe.”

  Tina’s gaze snapped to his, the absolute demand in his voice breaking through the sensation overload assaulting her.

  Ronan flexed his hips and pushed deeper into her. Her tissues screamed as nerve endings short circuited and the world narrowed to the incredible feel of him inside her, and the intensity of his gaze. When at last he bottomed out, Tina drew a shuddering breath into her lungs, and he smiled. A smile of pure sin, and then he pulled out and started to thrust.

  Tina screamed and bucked against her restraints as every thrust pounded her into the mattress, made her his irrevocably and her mind and heart shattered into a gazillion pieces. Another orgasm built, this one so intense that she screamed and bucked, as stars exploded behind her eyelids and she floated away on waves of ecstasy so intense, the world went fuzzy.

  Ronan hooked her legs over his shoulder, and got to his knees, hands holding onto her hips, as he drove into her with so much force the bed shook.

  She was dimly aware of Ronan, too, tumbling over that ledge, and collapsing on top of her, before exhaustion claimed her.

  Chapter Eight

  Ronan nuzzled into Tina’s damp neck and inhaled deeply. He allowed himself a lick to appease his bear and lifted off her, mindful not to squash her. His softening cock slipped out of her and Tina moaned. It was such a deep-throated, sexual sound, that despite one of the most intense orgasms of his life, his cock showed stirrings of life.

  He grinned at his predicament and drank in the sight of Tina softly snoring underneath him. It seemed he had worn his girl out. She would no doubt he horrified to know how much noise she had made during their scene. Such was the contradiction of his Tina. Always in control, until she let go, for him. His chest swelled and overflowed with emotion, and he rolled off her to study her better. With his dried cum marking her awesome tits, his claw marks on her hips, and no doubt bruises on her ass from his spanking, she looked like a thoroughly fucked woman. His woman, his mate, the woman that he loved more than life itself.

  Ronan gave himself a moment to truly let that thought sink in. Tina was his mate. He’d known that from the minute he’d scented her in the café, of that there was no doubt, but the tender feelings coursing through him right now were independent off that bond. This feisty human held his heart in his hands and she had the power to shatter it completely. He still hadn’t told her who he truly was, and what if that thought repulsed her. His was a life steeped in danger, and in truth he loved the adrena
line rush he got when he chased down his prey. Last night’s fight had been exhilarating as well as deadly, and he’d finally sought revenge for all the protectors that had gone before him, and who had failed in eradicating this particular nest of vipers.

  His mate was a strong woman in mind and spirit, and he had seen her lug about enough cleaning supplies to know that she was physically strong too. Would this push her over the edge, though?

  His bear growled his annoyance and Ronan gently released Tina out her bonds. She stirred slightly and moaned anew when he removed the butt plug. She would be sore, but he hoped it would be a good sore. Time for him to freshen up and clean his toys, and then his sleeping beauty. He also needed to rustle them something up to eat. Night would fall soon, and he wanted her safely back in Mrs. Hastings’s barn, while he did his patrols, and ensured that the village was indeed safe.

  One could never be too careful. He would ask Mrs. Hastings to double her protection spells. His lips curved up into a smile at the thought of Tina’s expression when she found out who Mrs. Hastings really was.

  After the shortest shower on record, during which he cleaned his toys also, he wrapped a towel round his hips, filled a bowl with warm water, and walked back to the bedroom.

  Tina was still asleep, slightly curled on her side. It seemed a shame to wake her but she would be sore and sticky otherwise.

  He dipped the washcloth into the bowl, wrung it out, and lifting the curtain of her hair out of the way, proceeded to wash her neck.

  She moaned again and made a feeble attempt to swat his hands away. Ronan turned her over and her unfocused eyes told him she wasn’t really awake. Or maybe she was still riding the high of subspace, in which case he better add chocolate to that list of food. He didn’t want her to crash.

  “Shhh, it’s okay. It’s only me, sweetheart. I’m going to wash you down. There, easy now.”

  He made short work of giving her a bed bath, marveling at her responsiveness to his touch. Her nipples puckered under his hands and she tried to rub herself against the washcloth and his hand when he proceeded to clean her pussy and wipe all traces of lube, and his cum away. The sight of his seed slowly trickling out of her hole made the possessive animal in him roar. Yes, she was his.