Page 39 of Bear with Me
"Yeah."
He chuffed a laugh against my chest, and a puff of air ghosted over my nipple. My whole body tingled. I needed to be inside him, soon.
"You must have a very different code of conduct than we do at the call center. If I slept with someone at work, even a fellow customer service rep, they would fire me so fast …"
"That's shitty. No wonder you suppress your heats."
He nodded. "The first one was pretty bad. I don't remember most of it, but the cramping was excruciating."
I grabbed his ass and rolled onto the balls of my feet, adjusting him in my arms before I lifted him into the air.
"Fuck, you're strong." He grabbed my shoulders and peppered kisses along my jaw. "I don't want you to be gentle. Give me everything you've got."
"I'm a bear shifter," I reminded him. "I could break you in half."
He grinned at me. "You won't, though."
I laid him on the bed and climbed on top of him, kissing my way up his chest to the divot between his collarbones. "I won't hurt you."
He slid his fingers into my hair and tugged hard enough to make it burn. "I trust you. Make it good for both of us. No holding back."
I pressed my lips against the crease between his neck and shoulder, the place my bear wanted to bite and claim him. I hummed, and Blake squirmed beneath me.
"Fuck!" He tugged on my hair until I lifted my head to look at him. "What was that? What did you just do?"
"That's where I'll mark you when you're ready to be my mate."
He blinked up at me. "Now. Do it now."
"No. You're in heat, and you don't know what you're saying."
He brought his knee up dangerously close to my balls. "I know exactly what I'm saying."
"We've known each other for three weeks."
He sighed, and his leg slid back down the bed to flop against mine. "Right. Fuck." He snorted a laugh and released his grip on my hair, lowering his hands to my chest to play with my nipples instead.
I smashed my head into the pillow beside him and ground my cock against his hip. I was already losing control, and I hadn't gotten anywhere near his ass yet.
"No more talk of biting, marking, or claiming for at least a month." My voice sounded strained.
"Yup. None." Blake continued to rub my nipples with the pads of his thumbs. Each stroke made my cock twitch.
If only my bear would comply. I ran my tongue over the spot he wanted to claim, but that wasn't enough. I sucked Blake's skin into my mouth, laving it with my tongue so I wouldn't be tempted to bite.
Blake moaned and dropped his hands to my hips, holding me in place while he thrust against me. "Please. Need you inside me."
Right. I wasn't supposed to be hanging out by Blake's neck. He needed my tongue, and then my cock, in his ass.
His skin tasted like spring strawberries and sugar, and I couldn't get enough. I skimmed my teeth over his nipple, and he thrust against my chest. "Fuck, Ollie! Hurry up!"
I kissed my way down to his navel, making him writhe and moan with each touch. I loved how responsive he was. I kissed the tip of his cock, and it bumped against my chin.
"Shit! Sorry!"
I pinned his hips to the bed and shoved his legs out of the way with my shoulders. He gazed at me, his pupils already blown with desire. I licked a stripe up his cock and blew on it. He moaned, and a thick bead of precome dripped to his abdomen. I licked it up before sucking his cockhead into my mouth and swallowing around him.
"Fuck!" Blake arched off the bed, jamming his cock down my throat. I swallowed around him, making him moan, before releasing him with a pop. Adjusting my grip to the underside of his thighs, I spread his legs farther apart to give me access to my destination.
