Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 80664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I was still coming when Bear’s thrusting became erratic and frantic. Faster and faster, he pounded into me until I didn’t know if he was pushing in or pulling out. He let out a long, animalistic groan as he stilled, coming deep inside of me, filling me with his release.
I came down from my orgasm just in time to feel every bit of his as he emptied himself. He fucked me with small shallower thrusts as he rode out his own orgasm.
“Holy fuck,” Bear said, collapsing to the ground and pulling me on top of him.
“Yeah,” was all I could manage to say. I was lucky I could still breathe after that.
We stayed like that, lying in the grass in each others arms for what seemed like forever, yet would never seem like long enough. When he sat up, he pulled me up with him.
Bear tipped my chin up so I would look at him. The smile on his face reached his eyes, which were lighter and back to their usual blue. “Now we can go inside,” he said, standing up. I reached for my panties but he swatted my hand away. Bear surprised me by hoisting me over his shoulder and walking back toward the front of the house.
“What are you doing?” I asked, staring at his bare ass as he walked.
“We’ve fucked. Now it’s time to fight. But then, I’d like to fuck again, so no need for all the clothing bullshit.” And just like when he’d carried me to the truck, he smacked my ass with a loud THWAP.
“Owe!” I cried out.
“Don’t be such a little bitch, Ti. I plan on doing more to you tonight then just a few little smacks to the ass.” He carried me up the porch steps and into the house.
“That’s your dog?” Bear asked, stopping in the doorway. I couldn’t see what he was looking at, being over his shoulder and all, but I assumed he was talking about Pancakes who usually took up residence on the couch when he wasn’t running around the grove.
“Yep. That’s Pancakes,” I said. Bear set me down and I turned to see Pancakes on the couch just as I suspected, wagging his tail.
“No, no it’s not,” Bear argued.
“Uh, yeah, yeah, it is. You’re not afraid of dogs are you?” I asked, taking a step into the house. Bear grabbed my arm.
“I’m not afraid of dogs,” he said, never taking his eyes of Pancakes who continued to wag his tail and run from one side of the couch to the other.
“Good, then let’s—”
“But, that’s not a dog,” Bear said.
“What are you talking about?”
“Ti, I hate to be the one to tell you this.”
“Tell me what?”
Bear pointed to Pancakes. “Your dog…is a coyote.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Bear
After I fucked my girl a handful more times, we fell asleep in a tangle of limbs on the living room couch. I learned two things in those first few hours of our little reunion. Number one was that although fucking Ti had always been off the charts amazing, an angry fuck with Ti was an out of body experience. Number two, was that Pancakes, the coyote, liked to watch.
The other bit of good news was that I was positive there would be many more reasons on many more occasions for Ti to be pissed off at me in the future.
My little spitfire.
Out the front window the sky was lightening, the sun’s first rays were just minutes from turning the dark sky blue. I kissed the top of Ti’s head and she stirred. “No, I’m still sleeping,” she argued, keeping her eyes shut tight. She swatted around blindly with her hand. I grabbed her wrist and set her hand back down on my chest to avoid being poked in the eye.
“I gotta go, baby,” I reminded her. She answered back with a groan followed by soft snores. I laughed into her hair. “Stone has a lead on where Sadie might be. A tip from a women’s shelter a few hours north. Gus and Wolf are coming with me. Shouldn’t take that long to track her down.”
“Maybe she just wants to be left alone,” Ti groggily pointed out, lazily running her fingertips over my chest. That little touch was enough to send spasms to my cock, stirring it back to life as if it hadn’t just shot off multiple rounds into the naked girl sprawled out on top of me only a few hours before.
MY naked girl.
“Maybe, but whatever she wants, something feels off, and not just the fact that she’s actually alive. It just doesn’t sit right with me, none of it does,” I said.
Ti reluctantly sat up and yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her long hair fell all around her face in tangles. A red bite mark sat in the space between her shoulder and neck where I’d gotten a little carried away and I wanted more than anything to get carried away again.
I reached up and ran my finger over the bite mark and Ti smiled, knowing exactly what it was I was thinking. I tucked some of the crazier pieces of her hair behind her ears. “You’re downright adorable when you wake up, you know that?” I said.
“I am?” She bit her bottom lip and blushed like she was shy. Like I hadn’t taught her how to ride my cock like a fucking champion the night before.
“Yeah, in a ‘I’d like you to ride my cock again’ kind of way,” I informed her, rubbing my palm over my already hard shaft to show her what she was doing to me. What she did to me. Her gaze dropped to my hand, her tongue darting out to wet her lips and it was all I could take. I sat up and pulled Ti back down on top of me for a kiss. I had to go. But I had a few minutes. Maybe ten minutes.
Half hour tops.
A throat cleared, and we both looked up to find Rage, in all her pink T-shirted glory, staring down at us and our naked entangled limbs with a mixed expression of confusion and disgust.