Black Bear Rising: A BWWM Paranormal Romance (Black Bear Saga Book 1) (40 page)

I twirled the card between my thumb and forefinger, the green logo of the hotel flicking back and forth. I squeezed my thighs together and it sent a shiver up my spine. My decision made I payed for my coffee and bought another drink before returning to my table.

I stared at the glass of red wine before me still not committed to going ahead with it. I raised the glass to my lips and my nose was filled with the crisp scent of summer berries and vanilla. I downed the glass in one and could feel immediately the wine relaxing me and spinning warming tendrils through my body.

Outside the cafe I hailed a cab and within a few minutes I was outside the hotel. It was a new hotel with a modern minimalist design. I walked through the lobby and with each step closer to his room I could feel my self getting more turned on. My arms moved smoothly in their joints and I could feel a rosiness in my cheeks from the wine.

His room was on the third floor. Alone in the elevator I checked myself in the mirror. I was a curvy woman in her mid thirties with my black tied back. Two hours ago I would have never considered myself as someone who would meet with a strange man for an afternoon tryst, but here I was. I smiled at myself in the mirror knowing this was the right thing to do, I could do with some adventure.

My shoes made soft padding sounds as I moved along the corridor to his room. My heartbeat speed up as the room numbers ascended and I got closer and closer to him. The shiny brass room numbers flowed past me. I stopped, this was his room and I slowly raised my hand to knock on it. My heart raced and I could feel my blood thrumming in my ears. My nipples where stiff against my bra and the material rubbing against them was causing small electric shocks of pleasure to shoot along my spine.

Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door and waited. Time elongated and dragged for an eternity as nothing happened. I raised my hand again to knock and then the door opened. Tom stood before me. The same wide grin on his face. Was I his prey? He had an expression on his face as if he knew it was going to be me knocking on his door. “Come in,” he said and for the first time I noticed the rich deep timbre of his voice.
 

I entered the room and he closed the door behind me. I stood with my back against the door, I was like the cliched deer in the head lights. I was frozen to the spot. I could feel the electricity in the air between us, it sparked back and forth between us as if we where electric pylons hewn from the earth and subjects of a poem of epic proportions. I had never felt like this before, pure animal carnality ripped through my body. A need that is ancient and terrifying in its power. Everything else was blotted out as my body and senses burned with desire. We were the only two people on this planet and I wanted to be taken and possessed by this man. I wanted to feel him against me as he ravaged me, two bodies slick with passion.

In the distance I could hear a rumble, a low gravelly sound as if two mountains had collided and where pushing against each other. Our eyes locked and my mind sparked as it was flooded with images. I wanted him like I had never wanted anyone before. My clothes felt tight and restrictive against me, they burned against my skin. I needed to get out of them and feel his body against mine.

He crossed the distance between us in one fluid motion. No words needed to be uttered, white hot desire burned in the air between us. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands on my hips. He gripped me firmly and pulled me towards him. My knees nearly buckled as I drew closer. His fingertips kneeded the soft flesh of my hips. Our lips brushed. I kept my eyes closed but behind my eyelids sparked phosphorescent blues and deep magentas. Then I witnessed the birth of a universe behind my eyelids as his lips pressed more forcibly against mine.

My lips parted and I could feel his slight stubble scratch at my face. He tasted of mint and cinnamon. We stood like this forever. Empires rose and fell, nations battled and wars were lost. All through this we stood wrapped around each other as we kissed slow and deep. Everything outside of this kiss meant nothing. His strong body pressed against mine blotted out all of mankind. We were the burning pyre at the tip of a needle.

My heart felt like it missed a beat as he slide part of himself into me for the first time. His warm thick tongue tentatively moved into my mouth as I brushed the tip of mine across it. His taste flooded me and I felt like a succubus trying to absorb his essence. As our tongues danced over each other my mind raced as I thought of other more primal parts of his sliding into me.

Our lips parted and our kiss broke. How long had we been like that? Gripped tightly together exploring each other through slow deep kissing. My feet whispered gently on the carpet, my senses felt heightened. It was like I was in a dream. When I had entered the room I had shed my old skin. I was reborn now as a being of pure light, it was more like I was a being of passion and animal lust. It was like I was outside myself viewing the new me. I knelt on the carpet in front of Tom and began to unbuckle his trousers.

When the belt popped open I slammed back into my body. Acutely aware of every rasp of material against my skin, it was if I could feel every thread in his trousers. Waves of heat radiated from Toms body as I knelt before him and I could see his cock bulge and press against the thin material of his trousers. I popped the first button and slowly unzipped them. I tugged them down and they pooled around his ankles.
 

I ran my hands along his thick muscled thighs feeling them tighten under my touch. I couldn't tease him anymore, I wanted him so much. Like a magicians assistant from the victorian era I pulled down his underwear in one assured move. His cock was now inches from my face. Thick and veined it throbbed bright and obscene before me. From under his shirt above his waist trailed dark black lines curling and twirling ornately. I pulled up his shirt and kissed his stomach. I trailed my tongue along the curlicues of the network of dark ink on his skin.

I caught parts of images, a tableaux of figures standing in neat rows, a girl in a bright yellow dress running in the rain, a man with a noose around his neck. I closed my eyes as I kissed the skin of his taught stomach. I knew if I continued to look I would be drawn in to the patchwork of images on his body. There was so much detail etched into his body.

I moved my hands up his thighs and ran my fingers silkily across the tight pouch of skin between his legs. He let out a moan as I gently gripped his balls and squeezed slightly. I ran my hand along the length of his thick cock feeling it swell even more as I moved along its domain.
 

I was nervous as it had been awhile since I had been with a man, but already this didn't feel like a normal fling. Was I crazy in thinking that I could already feel a connection between us growing. Images of us together flashed through my mind and I pushed them down. I wanted to enjoy the moment and be present for what was happening, and not day dream about some imagined future.

I tightened my grip on his throbbing cock and jacked my hand back and forth a few times and was meet by an appreciative groan from Tom. I licked my lips and then rubbed the warm soft head of his cock across them. My lips tingled at the sensation. From the base of his cock I trailed my tongue swishing it back and forth. It pulsed under the wetness of my touch. This close to him I could feel waves of warm dry heat coming off his body. When my tongue reached the top I circled the engorged head and then slipped it between my slick lips.

I don't know if it was pheromones he was giving off or his taste but as soon as his cock slid into my mouth I lost all abandon. I was like a wild animal who’s whole existence and sole need was to pleasure and get this man off. I was a vessel for him and I knew I wanted to feel him filling me in every hole. All my senses bore down on the one sweet feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. All my petty worries and quirks blew apart, yellow leaves of doubt and fear burned and crisped and drifted away in the heat of our passion.
 

I took him into my mouth as deep as possible and his fingers danced and glided through my hair sending shivers of pleasure dancing through my body. He started to speed up and I knew he was about to peak. I had never let a man cum in my mouth before but in this moment there was nothing I wanted more then to feel it.

As the speed of his thrusts increased I moved my tongue as smoothly and sensually as possible and tightened my lips around his shaft. His passion exploded into me and I could feel his salty cum roll down the back of my throat. My world exploded into a thousand shards as I felt his cock surge and throb inside my mouth. I wanted every drop inside me and I hungrily swallowed it all. My ears felt like I was under water, everything was muffled and subdued and I could hear something that sounded as if it was a hundred miles away. I could hear the bellowing roar of a bear.
 

His thrusts slowed and I slid his still hard cock out of my mouth, our connection broke. The room popped back into existence and with a whoosh my ears popped and the animal roar faded. I looked up at him and he had the same wide grin on his face as the first time we meet. “We are bonded now,” he said, the grin never leaving his face.

It came naturally to me, the rational part of my brain didn't get a chance to suppress it and I just blurted it out, “Forever”.

For the second time today all other thoughts left my head and the over whelming urge to fuck filled me. I wanted him inside me as quickly as possible. I slipped out of my skirt and he stripped. We admired each others bodies, a dark skinned beauty with her pale skinned lover. I stood up and guided his hand between my legs. My pussy was soaking wet as his fingers slipped easily into me. His thumb played with my clit as two fingers slid into me as far as possible. I pulled him close to me as he skillfully worked my pussy. I bucked my hips upwards at the sweet sensations flowing through my body.

“Lie down,” I practically growled in his ear as my animal desire took hold of me. He lay back on the bed and I quickly removed the last vestiges of my clothes. I straddled him and reached between my legs playing his cock across the luscious folds of my pussy. I could not stand it any more, I needed him inside me now. With one slick movement I impaled myself on his cock, sliding all the way down as every nerve in my body rang in pleasure.

His body felt like it swelled beneath me. Every muscle in his torso was clearly defined and his biceps seemed to increase in size as he slide into me fully. He threw his head back as his eyes seemed to darken even more. I could feel his already thick cock seem to thicken to nearly double its size inside me. My body pulsed and exploded with pure pleasure from the sensation of his cock growing inside me.

I began riding him hard throwing my head back and closing my eyes tight. His massive cock touched parts of me no other man had ever reached. My silken insides accommodated his massive girth as I bucked up and down. I could feel myself on the verge and I locked eyes with Tom. His eyes where now nearly fully black, looking like the eyes of an animal. Just as I was about to come a thought wriggled into my mind. Where Toms eyes like a bears? This stray observation was obliterated as my orgasm slammed into my body.

My pussy gripped tightly on his throbbing member and through my veil of ecstatic pleasure I was being lifted up as he came inside me. I squeezed down tight on him as I was shook again and again by explosions of pleasure, all thought and feelings concentrated on this one brilliantly bright moment. We were nothing but two animals feeding our need off each other.

Slowly it began to subside and I slowed my writhing as he matched my rhythm. Details of the room popped back into view as my senses lost their narrow focus. I felt so alive and whole. I felt like a woman in the purest sense. There was another feeling creeping over my fried synapses and that was one of pure connection. I told myself I was being silly if I called it love, I barely knew this man. This was something different, I couldn't quite nail it down yet.

I dismounted him and lay on the bed beside him. He embraced me in his strong arms and held me close. I felt safe.

I drifted off and was awoken later by the sound of Tom dressing. My instant reaction was he was going to sneak off while I was sleeping. He heard me stirring and looked up smiling his wide friendly grin.

“Time to get going,” he said.

“Oh,” I said not able to hide my disappointment that he was ditching me.

I knew this had been too good to be true. He let out a warm laugh and reached over and rubbed my shoulder, “Time for both of us to get going, together,” he said.
 

A searing pain shot up my arm and my head felt like it was hit by a lightening bolt. I could see an image of a dark wood. A large fire was burning and pilled high with burning logs. Illuminated by the fire stood a circle of twenty or so people all holding hands and chanting something in a foreign language. My view swooped and dived and my perspective changed. I was looking down in to the centre of these people. On the ground unconscious were Tom and someone I couldn’t make out. He was naked from the waist up and his hands where bound behind his back. His tattoos had large red gashes across them and blood trickled down his chest.

Beside him was an impossible sight, it was me lying on my back with my eyes wide open. My eyes where a milky white color and as I looked down at myself prone on the ground this apparition of myself raised her hand up and in a hoarse voice said, “Help me”. I screamed and felt a jolt as Tom shook me. I was back in the hotel room and he was looking concerned.

I blinked and Tom pulled me close to him. I sobbed in his ear and said,“What is going on”.

I heard him take a deep breath and then he gently whispered in my ear “I am a werebear, part of an ancient clan of shapeshifting black bears”.

As soon as that word left his mouth I knew he was telling the truth and held him tighter. I had no reason to believe him but something within myself had changed already since meeting him. Suddenly he went rigid in my embrace and he breathed in
 
sharply. “Trouble is coming, we have got to go now,” he demanded.