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“Think of it is trying to cover the cost for emotional damages, too,” he muttered.
I frowned. “Jason, I might have been a little scared, but that’s only because you didn’t stop to explain things to me.” I chewed my lip as my libido got the best of me. “Maybe you’d like to do that now?”
“Really?” He furrowed his brow. “You’d let me do that, even after seeing what I become?”
“Of course,” I told him. “Everyone deserves a second chance.” Then I closed my door, unhooked the chain, and let him into my apartment.
I turned away, heading for my room to grab a shirt. I could feel the heat of his stare on me. “If now is a bad time…”
“No, it’s fine,” I insisted. “Have a seat. I can get you a drink, if you want…”
The breath tore out of my lungs as Jason wrapped an arm around me, securing me from behind. My whole waist fit in the crook of his elbow as he pressed his hard chest against my back and inhaled the scent of my hair.
“This is the problem,” he murmured. The baritone vibrations of his voice sent shivers up and down my spine. “I’m not your average man. I’m so much more than that, Cara. I’m an animal.”
I swallowed hard as he continued, “I have animal needs. Animal desires. I can’t help what I am, and when the bear inside overtakes me, there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I didn’t want to hurt you back there. I wanted to take you. I wanted to make you mine.” His lips grazed my ear. “You smell like my mate.”
My breasts heaved. The bear inside him? What did that mean? He couldn’t possibly, truly believe that he was some kind of shapeshifter… could he?
More importantly, did I believe him? And did I care?
I felt Jason’s hand trail down my taut belly toward the lip of my jeans. When he delved just underneath it, I squirmed and shuddered against him.
“That pussy is wet,” he told me. “I know. I can smell it.” He dipped his fingers lower, and though I knew I should have, I didn’t stop him. He sucked in a sharp breath as he first touched the bare mound of my pussy, and then my impossibly slick lips.
“Ooh, what a naughty girl…”
I threw my head back and spread my legs. I couldn’t deny him anymore. Whether Jason was some kind of eccentric billionaire who got off on pretending to be a werebear or if he really was one didn’t matter to me in that moment. All I could think of was my need and his pressing against my back, reminding me that I hadn’t yet cum.
If Jason was going to insist he was an animal, then I would insist he take me like one.
Besides, how dangerous could an incredible artist like him really be?
I bent over, folding his arm beneath me so I could press my ass against his groin. He was hard as a rock, maybe even harder than he’d been when he first slid his bulging erection against me. His hands immediately moved to my breasts, cupping each one and then freeing them from my bra so he could manhandle them properly. I purred as he kneaded them, teasing my poor, puffy nipples as I basked in his attention.
“Fuck,” I hissed as he teased one of the nubbins. “It’s been so long since I had my tits played with…”
“Let’s fix that,” Jason offered, abrading my sensitive tips with his thumbs. I melted at his touch and then yelped as he pushed me, forcing me over the back of the couch on my knees.
He had my pants off me in mere moments, pulling them off my narrow hips along with my sticky panties. Long, glistening trails appeared on my thighs, the remnants of all that wetness I’d poured into my underwear not long ago. I felt him smearing it with his fingers, coating my pussy in my silken lust and making damn sure there was plenty more where that came from.
By the time he shoved two of his thick fingers inside of me, I was ready to ride them. I gripped the back of the couch hard, digging my nails into the upholstery as I ground all over Jason’s hand.
“Has someone been thinking about my fat bear cock?” he asked me.
I nodded. If this was the game he wanted to play, then so be it. “Uh huh,” I snarled, clawing and arching as he hit my sweet spot. “I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like for a big, strong bear to mount me.”
Jason’s breath caught in his throat. Apparently, he hadn’t been expecting that. I continued.
“Mm, put that hard shifter dick inside me, Jason. I’m in heat, and I need your cum so bad! It’s the only thing that can fix me now…”
Jason pulled his fingers free of my cunt’s vise-like grip. I heard him hastily pulling down his pants, and when his cock rubbed against my ass, my jaw dropped at how big it was.
I turned over my shoulder for a glimpse of it, but he was already sliding it into my hole. I moaned and barely contained a scream. He was so thick! I could feel him stretching my pussy’s walls as he buried up to the hilt inside me.
Jason made grunts of relief, as though only my cunt could give him the pleasure and release he needed. I was starting to feel the same way about his cock. The longer it was inside of me, the more I realized nothing else would ever do.
He began to thrust in and out of me, keeping my ass high in the air as his hips pounded against me, filling the room with a cadence of wet smacking sounds. I brayed and keened, my tits swinging as Jason fucked me like no man had ever fucked me before.
I saw stars of ecstasy burst in front of my eyes when he raked his unusually sharp nails down my spine. I caught a flash out of the corner of my eye and looked back one more time to see the dim light of my apartment glinting off of one of his black claws.
I yelped, looking up at him and the twisted expression on his face. Once again his teeth were long and sharp, and his eyes had that same wild flare they had before back in the art studio. I felt his dick swelling up inside of me, pushing me to my limits as he roared just like a grizzly bear.
Holy fuck. Jason Keller really was a werebear!
He bucked into me and I reached between my legs, his heavy balls grazing my hand as I played with my clit, rubbing it back and forth in time with his frenzied strokes. Somehow knowing that this was all true, that Jason really was an animal, made me even hornier. I opened myself to him, wailing and calling out his name as he drove me ever closer to my orgasm.
“Oh, fuck, Jason! Yes! Fuck me like I’m your bitch! Cum in this tight pussy!”
I was surprised at my own words. I’d never let a man, let alone a stranger, fill up my cunt with their seed before. But with Jason, I found it was all I wanted. It was like it was meant to be, like I was fated to be the vessel for his hot, sticky sperm.
“Here it comes,” he warned me, and that affirmation was all I needed. I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and came hard around his dick.
My pussy exploded and my head reeled as rapture tore through me, electrifying each and every one of my nerves. I was on fire and floating, spinning into an abyss that I never wanted to claw my way out of, so long as Jason was inside of me. And in the dizzying heat of it all I could feel him cumming too, could hear his bestial howl as he jammed his dick as far as it would go and unleashed torrent after torrent of his salty cum.
I pushed against him, desperate for more, hungrily milking him for all he was worth. When we were both spent we collapsed onto my couch, me in his arms as I felt his jizz dripping out of me.
“Keep it in,” he said, pushing it back in with his fingers. With his other hand, he pulled my legs up so that my knees were at my chest. “Keep my cum inside you.”
I nodded wordlessly, entranced by the sensation of it filling me up. I cooed as he patted my pussy, making sure every drop of his seed stayed inside my hole.
This was absolute madness. I shouldn’t have been letting him do this to me. I could get pregnant. But all I could think about was how good it felt to let Jason control me, to let him stuff his seed into my cunt over and over, to feel his dick twitch below me as he watched me take his load.
“I knew it,” he murmured. “We were meant to be together. You’re my mate, Cara. I know it sounds crazy, but I was meant to put m
y cubs inside your belly.”
It did sound crazy. But it also sounded hot. My clit throbbed at just the mention of it. But was it something I could commit to?
Jason was filthy rich. He could provide for both of us, and anyone else who happened to come along. I’d been struggling so much for so long, wishing I could just find my big break and live happily ever after. And now, as impossible as it sounded, this was my chance to do exactly that. If Jason got me pregnant like he said he wanted to, then we’d all be happy.
And if it really was fate, then who was I to say no?
“Do it,” I told him, wiggling onto his lap. He gasped as I put his hardening cock back inside of me and began to bounce. “Get me pregnant, Jason. I want to have your cubs. Right now.”
I bounced and he grabbed my tits, whispering in my ear, “Just think of how big these are going to get once I do.”
I smiled. And I did think about that. And how different life would be now that I’d landed a billionaire werebear with an artistic flair and a huge, thick cock.
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