Page 27 of My Forever Bear

That gets me a soft laugh.

“And me, baby,” I whisper softly, staring deep into her eyes. “You've been so kind and caring with me. Remember our first night? You didn't hesitate to pull me out of a nightmare and stay with me. You didn't even know me, yet you gave me your trust. I will be forever grateful for that night.”

“Thank you, Kier.” She smooths a hand over my cheek. I lean into her touch as she begins to speak. “I know he’s wrong, but I’m still working to undo the damage of our three-year relationship.”

“Tell me, mate. Let me carry the burden for you. You've seen my darkness, now give me yours.”

Wren’s throat bobs as she swallows.

“We met after college. He was the perfect, geeky, handsome guy I’d always dreamed of.”

I can’t stop the low growl from leaving my throat.

“The perfect guy, until I met a bear in the woods.” She gives me a small smirk and I can't help but give her a smile in return. “He was so charming at first. Love bombing me with compliments, gifts, and fancy dates. But, over time, he slowly isolated me from my friends and my family. My parents had recently moved to Florida, so Sydney was the only family I had close by. Thankfully, she’s so pig-headed and always kept in contact with me. Anyway, pretty soon, all I had was Chris and a shitty job I hated.”

A tear rolls down her face. Clenching my hands at my sides, I resist the urge to wipe it away. She needs to get this out, and I don’t want to interfere.

“That’s when the body shaming started. He’d tell me to change when I wore tight-fitting clothes. He’d judge me for eating certain foods. Eventually, he started filling my fridge and pantry with what he deemed healthy food, throwing out everything else. He used the excuse of caring about my health, but he really just wanted me to look a certain way. At one point, he flat out told me to lose twenty pounds.”

“Wren, baby, I’m so sorry.”

She sniffles and wipes her eyes. “No, this is good. Cathartic even. I don’t want anything between us. This is my past, but you’re my future, Kiernan.”

Giving her a small smile, I boost her up on the counter so we’re eye to eye. Stepping between her lush thighs, I give her my truth.

“You’re my future, too, Lilac.”

“Chris slowly whittled away my self esteem until I was a shell of myself. He had me so convinced that if I left, I’d never find anyone else to love me. And when he cheated on me and dumped me, I thought he was right. That I was worthless.”

Baring my teeth, I growl knowing that the bastard had the balls to cheat on this perfect woman.

“Fuck him, baby. He doesn’t know what he lost. Wren, you are the most beautiful, perfect woman I’ve ever seen. And your heart is as beautiful and perfect as your body. You’re the whole package, baby.” I grip her thick thighs, then slide my hands around to her lush ass. “Your body, these curves, are everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

Wrapping my hand around her neck, I tilt her chin up with my thumb. Leaning in, I kiss her, swiping my tongue against her lips until she opens for me. Chasing her tongue with my own, I explore her mouth until my lungs burn for oxygen. My teeth tug her bottom lip as I break the kiss.

“I want you because of your flaws, not in spite of them. You're my one shot at happiness. My one shot at a family. My one shot ateverything. You're my forever, Lilac.”

“Kiernan,” she whimpers. “I want everything with you.”

Finally.I slam my lips against hers again. Nipping. Sucking. Licking. I’m feral for her. The moans coming from her throat only spur me on as I grip the hem of her shirt and whip it over her head. Her hands roam over my hair, my neck, gripping my shirt to anchor me to her.

Reaching behind her back, I flip open the clasp on her black lacy bra. She slides the straps down her arms before tossing it on the floor.

My hungry eyes zero in on her tits, rosy peaked nipples screaming for my mouth. I lean down and lick around one nipple, then the other.

Arching her back, Wren releases a wanton moan. Frantic hands grab at my shirt, tugging the material upward.

“Trying to get me naked, sweet girl?” I chuckle, stepping back to get rid of my shirt, then I’m back between her creamy thighs–my favorite place on Earth. She moans again, trailing her hands over my abs until she reaches the button on my jeans. Popping it open, she gets to work on the zipper.

Gripping her wrists, I tsk. “Not so fast, my beautiful mate. I’m running the show tonight.” Lust burns in her eyes at the gravel in my voice, a needy whine slipping past her parted lips.

I push her shoulders gently until she’s laid out before me on the countertop. Brilliant blue eyes stare up at me, flaring with need.

Arms above her head, back arched, perfect tits on display.

Mine.

I can’t wait to feast on her perfect pink pussy. Bet she’s already dripping for me. Only one problem. With a growl, I grip the waistband of her leggings and panties. Ripping them down her legs until she’s left in nothing.Perfect.

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