Bear Bride (Bear Cove #1)(14)
"God, Keyla," he whispered and his breath right in her ear made her toes curl with craving, "you are so beautiful. I've missed you."
A few long hours back, those were the words she had thought she would never ever hear again and that's what had made the world seem so bleak and miserable. Hearing them now made her burn with a primal urge to submit to his hands, to his body, to do and give anything he would ask of her.
As if feeling her arousal, Troy pressed himself to her hips and she could feel, without a doubt, what effect she had on him. His hard erection poked at her soft flesh with the determination of a wild animal and it seemed that he couldn't slow himself down any longer. He wanted her.
Troy quickly peeled the shawl off her shoulders and in the heat of the moment Keyla even forgot to be embarrassed about the nightgown and the awkwardness of having to take it off. Only, with Troy nothing felt awkward or embarrassing and, snatching the frilly neckline between his fingers, he tore the flimsy fabric, ripping it off her chest.
In a moment, Keyla’s heavy, swollen young breasts spilled out, her puffy pink nipples immediately rising stiff under Troy’s magnetic eyes that seemed to drink the sight of her naked body in with an almost feverish excitement. Within the same breath, his large, rough hands were over her breasts, cupping them from underneath, giving each a small squeeze that sent an electric jolt down her body, her groin twitching intensely in response. She felt his lips closing over one of the oversensitive nipples, his hand guiding it into his mouth, and she almost jumped with the warm feeling that flooded her limbs and spread throughout her. The tingling between her legs was becoming more and more powerful. He slowly twirled his tongue around the stiff nipple and each time she heaved a little from underneath him, unable to contain herself. He moved over to the other breast, closing his huge hand over the first one and gently massaging it, rubbing the nipple with his rough palm until Keyla started fighting the heavy moan that was building up inside her. She needed to keep quiet as the door was open, yet the pleasure that warmed her was too good to resist, so she left herself in his arms.
In what seemed like forever, during which she thought she would burst if she didn’t tame the burning quiver in her panties, he lowered himself over her and with his mouth still lightly sucking on her breast, he pressed his rigid cock against her skirts, pinning her at the exact sport where she ached and yearned the most. He reached back to grab the hem of her nightgown and pulled the bunched up lace and cotton up past her knees until his hand dug comfortably underneath and was free to stroke the tender skin of her thighs.
Keyla didn’t realize how she started jerking her pelvis up to press harder against his throbbing erection, slightly parting her legs under him to ease his access. Troy grabbed her buttock, pushing past her underwear and squeezed it roughly, eliciting a moan from Keyla’s sensual lips that had now grown fuller and redder. Her cautiousness had evaporated. She had somehow stopped caring. She knew it was not right to do this with her aunt being only a few closed doors away from catching her in the act, but every fiber of her body resisted her will to fight. What she wanted was more of his hands, more of his probing fingers, more of his lips licking and sucking her nipples.
She finally opened her eyes and what she saw was breathtaking. She had never seen Troy’s (or anyone’s) erected cock in her life and what she saw, sliding in and out of sight among the folds of her nightdress, was bigger and thicker than what she thought possible. She felt weak and wanting, her desire threatening to overflow. Troy lifted himself up a bit and threw her skirts back over her stomach, revealing her soaked through panties. He slipped a hand past her waistline and down her moist, engorged with blood, pulsing *. She arched her back at the first touch of a man’s hand on her most private spot. She couldn’t believe it felt so good and it was clear to her now why everyone seemed to be preoccupied with it, how lust could come over you, numbing every rational thought with the only purpose of making it last longer, reach some unknown culmination.
He rubbed her soft, innocent *, each movement making her moan louder and louder, the heat spreading through her and growing stronger. She saw he had taken his frighteningly huge cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it between his fingers. Just the sight of the thick shaft, the slick tip and the enormous length of it made her squirm with desire. Her eyes begged him to take her. She didn’t understand why he was holding back. Why wasn’t he thrusting this pulsating beast inside her, why wasn’t he mounting her like an animal, ripping her apart and quenching the burning itch that consumed her?
She forgot all about it as he pressed his cock where his hand had been just a few moments ago and started to violently rub himself against her clit and sensitive lips. She thought she was going crazy, about to explode as something unfamiliar, a forceful sensation started building inside her with his every stroke.
Her eyes suddenly flew back, her entire body tensed up and something erupted inside her, a powerful earthquake that made her entire body convulse with violent waves of pleasure washing over her that brought tears of ecstasy into her eyes. She screamed, despite herself, the sound of her first orgasm echoing in the quietness of the woods.
Troy took his cock, which was now even harder if that were even possible and shoved it between her swollen breasts, pushing them roughly together with his hands. He started moving back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of sight between the supple mounds. Keyla, suddenly hungry to taste it, to have it invade her mouth parted her lips, her legs still trembling, exposed in the soft light of the fireplace. The next time his rock-hard cock came towards her, she sunk forward and took it in her mouth.