So Much To Bear (A Werebear Erotic Romance) by Bethany Rousseau Read Free Book Online Page B

them when he looked at her.
     
    He finally managed to unbutton her
shirt and tugged it away from her body, lifting her up with
preternatural strength off of the bed and throwing the fabric away
from him as if it was offensive. He sighed at the sight of her
full, heavy breasts, covered barely by the thin fabric of her bra,
and chuckled softly. “I forgot that regular humans wear a lot more
clothes,” he said, bringing his lips back to hers for a lingering
kiss that once more left Jennifer almost breathless. Damon lifted
her up once more, his fingers fumbling at her back to find the
clasp of her bra. Jennifer broke away from his lips with a laugh,
sitting up and reaching around to do the important task for him.
She guided the fabric away from her skin, letting her lush breasts
fall heavily, and Damon breathed in sharply, his eyes
widening.
     
    He pressed her back down against the
bed, burying his face against her breasts, nuzzling as he had her
neck and making a sound like a rumbling purr. He moved his lips
against her skin until he came to one of her nipples, taking it
into his mouth and sucking hungrily, his tongue rough against the
sensitive skin. Jennifer cried out with pleasure, arching into the
hot, sharp sensation his mouth caused, her fingers threading in his
hair, her body beginning to move underneath him seemingly of its
own will. “Oh—oh Damon—yes… yes, please…” Damon switched from one
nipple to the other, forcing mewling, moaning cries out of
Jennifer’s throat seemingly against her will as her body arched and
twisted underneath him. She lost track of how long he worshipped
her breasts, lavishing attention on each one in turn, switching
from one nipple to the other and letting his tongue dart down all
along the sensitive underside, lapping at her skin until she found
herself getting wetter and wetter by the moment. Jennifer’s inner
walls tightened and flexed, her whole body ready and more than
willing for more—practically crying out for more than Damon was
giving her.
     
    Damon broke away from her abruptly, and
in spite of her desire for more, Jennifer cried out, grabbing at
his face, bereft of the contact that had felt so good. “I’m sorry,”
Damon said, panting slightly. “It’s been so long since I’ve been
with a woman—I can’t keep myself under control.” Jennifer shook her
head.
     
    “Don’t you even think of holding back.
If you stop I swear to god I will do my best to kill you.” Damon
laughed, bringing his face up to hers and kissing her lightly on
the lips.
     
    “Spoken like a bear in heat,” he
murmured lowly, rubbing his nose playfully against hers. Breathing
heavily, Jennifer could smell the thick scent of their passion—a
heavy musk that filled her nose, that had to be something like
pheromones coming from Damon. It was oddly pleasing, the deep
earthy smell mingled with a lemony scent she couldn’t quite
identify. “I couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to,” Damon said, his
lips shifting down to her throat once more. He nipped and nibbled
at her throat, working his way downward teasingly slowly—unbearably
slowly. Jennifer whimpered and moaned, writhing underneath him,
feeling her pussy flooding with desire. She could also feel the
ridge of Damon’s hard cock pressing against her through the fabric
of his jeans, hot and heavy—giving her a subtle portent of what was
to come. She realized with a flash that she had no idea of what
kind of endowment a bear—much less a werebear—might
have.
     
    Damon lingered at her breasts for only
a few moments before he shifted down to her abdomen, moving along
her ticklish skin as his hands found the zipper of her skirt,
tugging it inexpertly down. He hooked his fingers in the fabric and
pulled it over her hips, almost tearing it in his urgency. Jennifer
gasped as she felt the hot-and-cool air of the cave brushing
against her inner thighs, as Damon parted her legs, his lips
lingering at the crest of her hips. Damon let