Page 32 of Bear Protector
Kiera bit down hard on her lip to contain the scream that threatened to break free, not from fear, but in awe of the powerful magic it had taken to produce this beautiful creature. Her heart was in her throat for some time, until Xander’s bear let out a foreign, deep grunting sound.
For just a moment, he stood on his hind legs, towering over her. He was magnificent. Pure white fur, large, razor-sharp claws. His eyes were the same ice blue as they were when he was a man. She looked up into them, wondering if he still thought as a man, or if he ran purely on instinct. Either way, she was in awe. She had never felt so small and helpless, yet buzzing with excitement. He could do anything he wanted. He could rip her to shreds right there. The knowledge that she was at his mercy took her breath away.
He snorted, then roared with his head thrown back before lowering to balance his weight on all four paws again, breathing slowly. Kiera did not say a word as they faced each other. Slowly, she reached one hand to him and he stilled. She ran her fingers through his soft, smooth fur, and looked down into his eyes.
“You are just…perfect.”
As though understanding her words, he stood upright again and gradually returned to his human form. “Thank you,” he said, not making a move to get dressed.
“You are welcome.”
“I want you, Kiera,” he said. “Right now.”
She smiled, undoing the buttons at the tops of her shoulders. She let her simple, loose shift dress to fall to her feet, revealing only panties underneath.
“You will be my first.”
11
Kiera
Kiera’s lips met Xander’s and her entire body ignited. She leaned forward, standing on her tiptoes and threading the fingers of her free hand through his long, thick hair. He returned voraciously hungry kisses, leaving no doubt in her mind that what was happening between them was more than mere lust. The thought of caring that deeply for him filled her with fear for a split second. She started to pull away, gasping for breath. Xander pressed his palm against her lower back, holding her tight against his lean, chiseled abdomen and thick erection. His heartbeat thrummed on her torso, and the insistent throbbing between her legs intensified.
The sensation of Xander’s firm hand on her back strengthened her resolve. She was not leaving his cabin until she discovered exactly what she had been missing. Squeezing her eyes shut, she bit his lower lip, pulling it gently between her teeth. Xander groaned, lifting a hand into her hair and deepening into the kiss. The way he touched and tasted her was hot and primal. He dipped his tongue deeper into her mouth, making her hope he would take her body that way, with hard, sure, masterful strokes. She was lightheaded and giddy from the pressure of his manhood, solid against her stomach. Tilting her hips, she hoped for relief for her aching core. His hand at her back tightened. A moment later, he lifted and spun her sideways, lowering her to the bed. With his weight on top of her now, his lower body was as hot as fire against her skin. She could not move around much if she tried, but already loved the sensation.
Supporting most of his weight with his one hand, Xander lifted up off her. His eyes raked down her body, groaning as his other hand found the seam of her panties. He slid them slowly down her legs, and flung them off the side of the bed. She followed their flight path across the room to somewhere in the middle of the kitchen, briefly amused until she returned her attention to the intensity on Xander’s face. His palm gripped her hips, and when he joined his mouth to hers again, she was consumed with need again.
Kiera whimpered as his fingers inched up the side of her body. His thumbs moved in leisurely, deliberate circles as he gently wandered across her stomach and up along her midline. He lingered at her cleavage, teasing the tops of her breasts with his touch until her hips moved all on their own, ready for more. His lips stretched into a smile, and she tilted her head up to keep the firm, tight contact. He took the hint and claimed her mouth, but only for a moment.
Xander tasted the skin along her jawline, moving his attention to her ear, nipping her lobe between his teeth. Tingles enveloped Kiera’s body. She moved her hips for more contact with his hardness, showing him with her body what she wanted. He made his way down from her ear to neck, biting, licking and sucking her skin. Every touch of his lips, tongue and teeth sent a thrill shooting straight to her core. Urgent need and delicious pleasure all balled up into one. Soon, he was at the tops of her breasts. He traced a finger down one shoulder while his tongue teased each nipple, one by one. She was aching, going mad, ready to beg him to take her. Xander blew hot breaths on one hardened peak, then the other, and she was sure a plea would escape her lips. He moved a hand over the other breast, palming it as he gently rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Kiera was out of her mind. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and Xander shot her a look from his spot, seeming to smile with playful satisfaction at the effect he had on her.
He was enjoying this torture he inflicted.
But then again, she was loving it too.
Whimpering, she arched up to him, rubbing her center along his shaft, taking some of what she needed as he delivered what was sure to be the best night of her life. He lowered his mouth to her other nipple, pulling it between his teeth. Kiera groaned with pleasure. If he kept this up, she would hit her peak long before he got inside of her. Already, her hips were fatigued, muscles threatening to seize.
She could barely move, and when she slumped into the bed from the first wave of exhaustion, Xander lifted some of his weight off her, spreading her legs to wedge his body in tighter without breaking contact from her breast. He drew her nipple into his mouth with long, enthusiastic tugs, lighting her on fire. God, she wanted more. Right this instant. Gripping his big broad shoulders, she stiffened her body against his.
Xander let out a deep, low, rumble of a chuckle from the back of his throat. He lifted his head from her breasts, staring up into her eyes. “We have all night, sexy. I won’t rush, because you deserve the best. I will make your first time memorable, and then I’ll do it all over again.” He kissed her collarbone. “And again.”
His dark eyes seemed to pierce into her mind, sharing one focused assertion.
He knew exactly what she needed.
Claiming her mouth again, his hips began to grind against her. They both moaned when her fingers dug into his shoulders. Waves of pleasure overtook her core with every movement of his hips. She could not imagine how much better it would be when he finally took her completely. She did not want to wait, but God, she was sure Xander knew what he was doing.
As though reading her mind, Xander’s hand skimmed down her side, coming to rest under one hip and gripping her ass cheek. The throb in her core mounted. He slid his hand between her legs from behind, gripping her thighs as he continued to grind on her center. Taking a path down her midline, he kissed the top of her cleavage, between her breasts, down her stomach. He paused for a short time at her mound, then lower still to her hood, and his tongue found her tender, aching bud. She was panting, so close that as soon as his mouth clamped around her bud, she was swept away by a powerful wave of bliss that had her legs shaking and her insides tightening as she came.
Xander tore his mouth from her skin, and his hips moved in between her legs again. He positioned himself at her opening, but before he entered her, he rolled them both to one side until he had her on top with her legs straddling his hips. He grabbed her ass and lifted her up slightly to position himself, then he stopped. Running his hands through her hair, he lowered her head down to his forehead. “Take as much of me as you need,” he whispered in her ear.
He looked up at her face, nodding, handing control over to her, probably to be sure she was ready to take the next step.
Oh yes.
She was ready, all right.
