A Bear's Baby by Vanessa Devereaux Read Free Book Online

like humans. Shifter men learned quickly how to tickle a pussy or they
faced the consequences of an angry female, often in the height of her mating
cycle when they were at their most desperate and fiercest. Sometimes being an
amateur at the art of clit stroking meant a male shifter never got laid.
Sometimes it meant he was hurt.
    Brady
had never had run into any problems like that.
    Jenna
quivered on his lap and threw her head back and groaned. He liked the little
gurgling sound she made at the back of her throat when she came.
    “I
have to thank you for the underwear,” she said, sliding off his lap and
perching herself on the floor in front of him.
    She
unzipped his fly. Was she going to do what he thought? He went rock hard and
his balls tingled with anticipation. Jenna pulled out his dick from his boxer
shorts and stroked him.
    “I’m
not just saying this, but you have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. It’s
gorgeous.”
    Yeah,
most women commented on his size. But a big guy like him would look pretty
stupid with a small member dangling between two muscular thighs. He’d been the
child of a    huge Kodiak bear mother and
an oversize grizzly bear father, so there’s no way he was ever going to be
small.
    She
pushed his legs apart, squeezing herself in between them. He closed his eyes
knowing what she was planning next.
    Yes, oh yes.
    Jenna’s
mouth went around his shaft, first licking it and then taking its circumference
between her lips.   She was the first
women to do this without him having to ask for the favor.
    He
gripped the arms of his chair, doing his best not to dig his nails into the
fine leather and marring it. He knew his eyes had changed color. She was giving
him so much pleasure he was on the verge of shifting, and there was no way he
could let that happen. She could never find out what he was. What the others in
the group really were.
    “I
want to come inside you,” he said, sitting up on the chair and opening the
drawer.
    Jenna
let his dick slide out her mouth. He handed her a condom.
    “Sheath
me, push your panties to one side and straddle me.”
    He
held his cock for her, wincing when the tight rubber prison covered his prize
possession. She stood and pushed the lace over to the right side of her crotch
and then maneuvered her knees either side of him before slowly impaling herself
down on his cock.
    Shit,
she was a tight one. No shifter women had ever fit him this well.
    Jenna
rocked up and down, her boobs dancing in front of his face.
    “Take
off your bra,” he said.
    She
stopped, reached behind her back and bounced again. This time her boobs bobbled
just inches from his mouth. Their pink nipples hardened and wrinkled the faster
she moved. She put her arms around his neck, pressed her body into his and
cried out as her pussy gripped him. She tugged on his hair as they kissed and
he beat his cock against her pussy walls.
    “I
don’t know how you do that but keep on doing it because it’s…”
    She
didn’t get the rest of her sentence out because she’d climaxed again. Her
fingers combed through his hair, tickling his scalp, making his whole body come
alive. He wanted to take her another way. He stopped moving his cock and they
sat still while he played with her nipples.
    “You
know what I would like to see?” he asked. “You, bent over my desk.”
    She
slid over his lap and did just what he’d asked. Wiggling her ass at him, he ran
his hands over it. Feeling the lace, smelling her arousal, knowing he’d want to
shift and run after they were done.
    He
pulled the garter belt and panties all in one go and let them slide down over
her hips and thighs. He stood and let his own pants and boxers fall to the
ground. Slowly, he parted her ass cheeks. Her pussy glistened from her previous
arousal. He put his nose in the air. So sweet, so enticing. Such a different scent
to a lady shifter. Jenna’s was sweeter and sharper.
    Brady
lifted his cock and inch by inch was slowly eased into