Bought by the Billionbear(16)

“I’m yours,” Raina whispered.

Her heart was still pounding from all the excitement. But more from desire. She could smell the salt of Owen’s sweat, and the attractive musk of his natural male scent. He’d protected her with his own body. He could turn into a huge, magnificent grizzly bear. He was wild and strong and all hers— and he wanted no one but her.

His green eyes were a flame of desire. Raina swallowed, feeling that heat rise in her too. She reached out to catch the edge of his shirt, then ran her hands over the hard muscle of his belly. She felt his breath catch under her palms. No longer did she have doubts— she could feel for herself how much she turned him on. She could see it, too. His hard-on was gigantic, pushing aggressively against the denim at his crotch.

“Ready for another round? I’ve still got condoms left,” Owen said. He was trying for humor, but Raina could hear the urgency in his voice.

“I’m as ready as you are,” she said.

She pressed herself against his body, as if she was trying to merge herself with him— with her mate. With a growl of desire, Owen caught her in his strong arms and kissed her passionately. His tongue pressed insistently against hers, hot and needy. Raina kissed back, exploring the heat of his mouth.

He pulled back only long enough to strip off his boots and his clothes. Then he stood nude on the soft grass, his magnificent body lit with golden sunlight. His muscles bulged, shining with sweat, and his eyes were green as the moss beneath his feet. His huge cock was hard as steel, straining upward. Ready for her. Raina had never seen anything so gorgeous as Owen, naked and hungry for her.

“You look like a Greek God,” she murmured. “You should be in a museum.”

“What, behind glass?” Owen said with a laugh. “Then I’d never get to do this.”

Owen took off her blouse, then her bra, exposing her large breasts. He bent his head to them, sucking on her already-hard nipples until her body was one great flame of desire. Trickles of moisture ran from her, soaking her panties.

“God, I can smell how wet you are,” Owen muttered. Raina stiffened, self-conscious, until he added, “It’s f*cking hot. I’ve never been this turned on.”

He knelt to pull off her hiking boots, his huge hands surprisingly nimble as he undid the laces. With equal finesse, he stripped off her jeans, running his hands lovingly down her hips and legs as he went. She shivered as he stroked her.

“I love every inch of you,” Owen said huskily. “Every bit of your body is beautiful. Talk about museums— you’re like some painting of a forest goddess.”

Raina heard the truth in his voice and saw it in his eyes as he knelt before her, gazing at her body with both adoration and naked lust. For the first time in her life, she looked down at her wide hips, her big thighs, and her plump belly, and saw herself as beautiful and sexy.

They kissed then, running their hands over each other’s bodies. Raina shamelessly rubbed herself against Owen, moaning as his rock-hard erection slid back and forth over her *. Her panties were wet. Raina’s whole body was hot. She felt desperate and needy.

Owen rolled off her drenched panties, stroking a teasing finger along her * lips as he went. Raina gasped as a bolt of electricity arced through her body, and involuntarily pushed herself against his finger. She felt her own inner lips clench around his finger, as needy as the rest of her.

He settled one strong hand over her hip as he played with her with his finger. Raina writhed with pleasure as he stroked her * and circled her clit with his finger pad, sending delicious thrills of excitement along every nerve. Her slick juices dripped down his finger, trickling over the back of his hand as she rubbed herself against his fingers, pushing them inside her.

Raina was gasping, her heart pounding, her every nerve alive and tingling. Pleasure filled her until she thought she might burst with it. She could feel nothing but Owen’s touch on her and inside of her, see nothing but his handsome face and strong body, hear nothing but his quickening breath, smell nothing but his clean sweat and man’s musk. Nothing mattered to her but this perfect moment.


Owen caressed her inner walls until, like a bear sniffing out honey, he found a spot inside her that was exquisitely sensitive. Even the lightest touch on it made her moan with ecstasy. She’d never completely believed in it before, let alone felt it, but that had to be the G-spot. Raina was so drunk with pleasure that she could hardly stand up, but Owen held her steady. He rubbed at her G-spot with one finger and her clitoris with another, teasing a sudden orgasm from her. It rolled over her like a wave of bliss, making her cry and shudder.

Only then did Owen pull her down to the soft grass, roll a condom over his gigantic erection, and rear up over her. She lay back, relaxed and yet ready for more. He was sweating, his face more handsome than ever, his eyes lit with love and lust. She could smell the musk of her own arousal, and of his. It made her dizzy.

“Put it in me!” Raina begged. “Don’t be gentle!”

With a deep groan that was almost a bear’s roar, Owen plunged into her. Raina gasped as his immense cock filled her, stretching her to a delicious fullness. She tilted her pelvis, so his great length would rub against her clit as he thrust. He pounded in and out of her, stimulating the swollen pearl of her clit with every movement. Her body was alive with electric heat, getting hotter and more intense with each pistoning motion of Owen’s rock-hard cock.