Page 42 of Goldie and Her Bears (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 3)

It was so strange.

Had Chase not helped me off the ledge, so to speak, I wouldn’t have considered their more positive qualities. From my understanding of our conversation, neither Jasper or Kai had a choice in what they were. It was simply a part of them. They had no choice. Whether by birth or by force. They were bear shifters.

I had no idea how Kai came to this sort of life. But with the way Chase had described everything, it had to have been deeply tragic for him to be so closed off and suspicious of everyone and everything.

Maybe, someday, he would tell me the story. I wasn’t going to hold my breath though.

My eyes grew heavy, and I let out a yawn. It had been a long day. At some point, I had fallen asleep. My body felt like it had melted into Chase’s mattress. Also, something hard poked into my back.

I rolled over and faced Chase. He must have changed his mind on sleeping on the couch thing. I smiled and scooted closer to him. I breathed in his scent and took in how he looked when he slept. That’s when I realized what had been poking me in my back. It was his massive, rock-hard erection.

I bite my lip with the firmness his organ had. My sex became wet. Need flooded through me. Curiosity was also getting the best of me. I couldn’t resist wanting to know what his erection would feel like in my hand.

With nothing to hold me back, I slid my hand around the bare shaft. He must have slid out of his jeans at some point during the night because his dick was bare. I slid my hand from the tip to the base of his shaft. Marveling at how massive he was.

He groaned and rolled to his back, grabbing my hand, and coaxing it up and down his dick a couple of times before letting go. I took over, giving him what he wanted. His eyes stayed closed, and I wasn’t sure if he was asleep or just enjoying what I was doing.

My sex throbbed, aching for his dick to be inside me. But I couldn’t very well ride him with the way my leg was. I looked up to his face to see if he was really sleeping and met his sleepy gaze.

His lips curved into a smirk.

I smiled.

“Don’t stop,” he murmured. “It feels too good.”

I nodded. If he thought that was good, I wondered what he would think if I put my mouth on it.

I bent over, ignoring the pain in my leg, and licked the tip. A dollop of precum touched my tongue.

Chase shuddered and let out a soft moan.

I smiled to myself and licked again, this time I slid my lips over the tip, putting him as far into my mouth as I could, then stroked the part of the shaft that didn’t. He tasted sweet.

He groaned, gripping the bedding. “Oh, my goodness…”

I chuckled around his sex. I rather enjoyed having him in my mouth.

“You are full of surprises, my sweet,” he said.

I didn’t respond. Instead, I kept sucking and stroking. Delighting in the feel of being in control and causing him so much pleasure. His body jerked and tensed and twitched at my touch. It was a powerful sensation that flowed through me. Very arousing.

I was getting really into it when he tapped me on my shoulder. I lifted up to meet his gaze, letting his dick leave my mouth.

“You need to stop,” he said, voice deep and gravely.

“Why?” I asked and licked the tip of his cock just to see what reaction I would get.

He sucked in a deep shuddering breath and twitched. He sat up to face me and said, “Because I’m about to come.”

His eyes stared deeply into mine. He cupped my cheek as he searched my face for something I could only guess at. Then his fingers dipped to the back of my head, and he pulled me closer to him. His mouth caressed mine.

I lost all sense of direction. I felt like I was floating while he kissed me. His tongue moved along mine and he sucked on my lip briefly before coaxing me to my back. He then pulled back the covers and settled himself on his knees, situated directly between my legs.

The bottom of my t-shirt was hoisted up past my tits. Chase buried his face into them, kissing, sucking, and licking. As his mouth worked, my orgasm edged closer. I sighed. I had never climaxed through touch alone. Well, not without touching my sex. This was a whole new experience for me and I couldn’t wait to see what else he could do.

When he sat up, he met my gaze again, smoothing his hands down my sides to the waist of my borrowed sweatpants. He lowered them down my legs, slowly and carefully until I was free of them. He then placed gentle pressure on my thighs, widening my legs before lowering his face to my sex.

The feel of his warm breath brushed along my sex creating a torrent of delightful sensations.

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