Captured by the Bear Page 2

  She shook her head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

  “Are you sure?” He slid his hand around her jaw and hooked his finger under her chin. “I suspect you have been searching for me for quite some time. It must be a relief to finally find what you were looking for.”

  “You assume too much. I wasn’t searching for you. I don’t even know you.” She tried to pull her head away, but his grasp on her chin was firm and prevented movement.

  “You don’t?” He inched closer and shifted his gaze to her lips. “Search inside yourself, little one, and you’ll recognize your words for the lie that they are.”

  She opened her mouth to respond, then shut it again. She couldn’t deny a familiarity between them, but didn’t know why.

  “The question is, now that you have found me, are you brave enough to claim your destiny?” He shifted his gaze back up and stared deep into her eyes.

  Shae felt herself being pulled toward him. The golden flecks in his eyes began to dance and glow, captivating her. Filthy images of him naked and thrusting inside her filled her mind. She wanted to taste him on her tongue and feel him against her skin. She wanted to bite and scratch him, to give herself over to this man completely. The intensity of her feelings were startling. None of it made any sense.

  When she didn’t respond, he slid his fingers down her neck and traced a path along the freckles on her shoulder. Her skin heated under her fingertips, and her breathing hitched at the hunger she saw in his eyes.

  The comforter felt heavy, much too heavy to remain at her chin. Shae inched the bedding down and watched his gaze move to her chest. His fingertips felt rough, yet gentle as he slid them over her skin. The longer he touched her, the more she fell under his spell. Slowly he inched his hand over the swell of one breast, then another. As he moved, she imagined him taking her nipple into her mouth and sucking, hard. When he pushed down on the edge of the comforter, she slowly lowered it to her waist.

  “Beautiful.” Shae watched his face as he cupped one of her breasts. Awe and reverence played out over his features as he squeezed and tested the weight in his hand. It was as if he was gazing upon a master or queen for the first time, and it made Shae feel both special and cherished.

  “You are safe with me, little one.” He dragged his gaze away from his fingers and back up at her face. “No harm will come to you while you are in this place.”

  “I can’t stay here.” She leaned forward, desperate for him to touch her more.

  “You can’t leave.” He glanced up at the skylights above them. “Not until this storm clears.”

  He was right, damn it. The snow had gotten worse, and the trails were impassible. She’d die out there if she tried to get back now.

  “You are worried.” He slid his fingers along the side of her cheek and waited until she met his gaze once more. “I said I will protect you.”

  “Why?”

  “Because you are mine.”

  “I don’t belong to anyone.” As soon as she spoke, she recognized the lie for what it was. There was a connection between them, a bond that was both startling and yet familiar.

  “I must finish what was started before the others start to look for you.” He pulled back the covers on the bed, revealing both of their naked bodies. Possessiveness washed over his features as he dragged his gaze down and lingered first on her breasts, then on her cleanly-shaven pussy.

  “What are you talking about? What others?” She tried to keep her focus on his face and failed. The man was large, much larger than most she knew. Ropes of muscle layered over strong shoulders and a broad chest. Fine hairs dotted his skin, just enough to be considered sexy. A small gold ring decorated one nipple, and washboard abs lead down to a long, thick cock that stretched out in eagerness toward her.

  She inched back from him as panic sliced through her body. “What are you going to do to me?”

  He chuckled as he slid his hand up her leg, sending electric tingles over her skin. “Nothing that you won’t be begging me to do again before the night is through.”

  She moistened her lips and forced herself to keep her gaze on his face. “Did we already. . .” She waved her hand between them.

  “Have sex?” He was blunt, she’d give him that. “I don’t make it a habit of forcing myself on unconscious women.”

  “Oh.” She breathed a sigh of relief.

  “But you are conscious now.” He eased his hand in between her thighs and carefully parted them. “And you are more than ready.” Her scent drifted up between them, confirming his words.

  “Wait a minute.” She closed her thighs and curled her arms around her knees. “You said we had to finish what we started. What did we start?”

  “You don’t remember what happened at the fence?”

  She shook her head. “I was kind of out of it.”

  He made a low, animalistic sound. “Your instincts took over, then.”

  “My instincts?” She tried to remember what had happened, but things were rather fuzzy. “All I remember was a bear.”

  “I took you back to my cabin, but had difficulty warming you up. The only thing that seemed to work was body heat.” He carefully unlocked her fingers and straightened her legs.

  “Thank you.”

  “I will not take you by force, but know this. The longer you deny me, the harder it will be to control your urges.” He inched his fingers up her legs.

  “My urges?”

  He smiled, but didn’t elaborate. Instead he eased his fingers in between her thighs and slowly parted them once more.

  “Wait. . .” She put her hand over his, stopping him.

  He paused and glanced up at her. “If we don’t finish what we started, not only will the headaches return, but the feelings you are experiencing now will increase. Do you understand?”

  She shook her head. “I don’t even know your name.”

  “My name?”

  Heat rose to her cheeks as he removed his hands and sat back.

  “What do they call you?” she asked.

  He considered her words for a moment before responding. “Some call me ‘Native.’ Others call me ‘Alpha,’ but when I was born, my mother called me ‘Nathan.’”

  “Nathan, I like that.” On impulse, she reached out and ran her fingers over the muscles in his chest. “My name is Shae.”

  “Shae.” His breath caught as she skimmed her fingers over his nipple ring.

  Shae glanced down and wondered what his reaction would be if she took his cock in her mouth. She imagined running her tongue over his shaft and flicking it over his sensitive tip. Then she'd slowly slide down the underside of his length and take one of his sensitive balls into her mouth. . .

  “Stop.” His voice sounded gravely and strained.

  “Stop what?” She dragged her gaze back up to his face.

  “Your thoughts. . .” He shook his head. “You are broadcasting again. Everyone will soon know that I have a youngling in my cabin. I must mark you for your own protection.”

  “Mark me?”

  He fisted his hands at this sides. “No, I won’t claim you without your consent. You are just a child—”

  She lifted her chin. “I’m twenty two. That’s not very young.”

  “You are a youngling, and must discover your true self before you are bound to another. It is the way of things. I will protect you another way.”

  Before Shae realized what she was doing, she shifted her gaze back down to his cock. “I want you,” she whispered.

  “No, you want sex.”

  “Yes.” She met his gaze and held it. “But it’s more than that. There’s this connection between us. . .” She shook her head, freeing the curl from behind her ear. “I’ve never wanted anything so much before.”

  “I certainly hope not.” He eased the strand of hair back behind her ear. The intimate gesture caused desire to explode through her core.

  “Something is happening to me. I feel . . . odd.” Odd wasn’t quite t
he right word. Shae felt light-headed and needy. Her skin tingled and her bones ached. Through it all, a craving rose up, one that was becoming more and more difficult to deny.

  “It is normal, little one. Don’t worry.”

  “I need sex,” she blurted out.

  “I’m not surprised.” He took her hand and kissed her palm. “I will help you make the ache go away.”

  She looked up at him, noticing the hard lines around the eyes and the sharp cut of his jaw. Something tugged at her chest, and a sudden urge to kiss him overwhelmed her.

  “I don’t want this feeling to go away,” she whispered as she dropped her gaze to his lips. “I just want to. . .”

  “Understand it?” he asked as he leaned forward and placed his thin, masculine lips close to her mouth. She could feel his warm breath, hear the steady inhale and exhale of his lungs.

  “I want to fuck you, Nathan,” she whispered. “Hard.”

  “It would be this way with any man,” he said.

  “No.” She inhaled, enjoying his spicy, masculine scent. “I don’t want any other man. I just want you.”

  Her words seemed to have an effect on him. Nathan trembled as he slid his fingers along the side of her face. “It won’t last,” he whispered. He sounded apologetic and almost . . . sad.

  She moistened her lips. “This connection I feel, it makes no sense. I only just met you.”

  “Don’t try to rationalize what’s happening,” he whispered as he bent his head toward her lips. “Just go with it.”

  Nate kissed her hard, stealing away her breath. As his tongue entered her mouth, Shae dipped into an erotic haze. Her skin tingled, and the air around them heated. She moaned against him as he slid his hand down her neck and chest.

  “Yes,” she whispered when they stopped for breath. He positioned himself at her feet and pulled her legs toward him, dragging her down the mattress until she was flat on her back. The move was primal and animalistic. Her desire strengthened as he bent over and flicked her breast with his tongue. Pleasure shot out through her system, numbing her to everything but that amazing mouth.

  “Again,” she whispered.

  He swirled his tongue over her sensitive tip once more, sending another ripple of pleasure through her body.

  “Yes.” She arched her back, pressing her breast closer to his eager lips. He first kissed her, then rolled his tongue around her sensitive tip and took the tight peak in between his teeth.

  “Wow.” Shae widened her eyes and moved her hands to the back of his head. She had never felt anything so good, or so right.

  “Have you ever been with a man?” His warm breath whispered over her skin and caused her inner muscles to contract with need.

  “Yes, but it has never felt . . . I mean, it has never been so. . .”

  He looked up and met her gaze. “Strong?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good.” She gasped as he scraped his teeth against her nipple. Pain sparked out through her chest, sending electricity through her torso. He slid his tongue over where he bit, and she moaned as pleasure replaced the pain.

  “It’s about to get much more intense, little one.” He removed her hand from his hair and placed it around the rung of the headboard over her head.

  “It is?”

  “Don’t be afraid.” He placed her second hand next to the first on the same rung. “I won’t hurt you.”

  “What are you doing?”

  “Don’t let go.” He slid his hands down her arms and sides, making her skin tingle.

  “But—”

  “Shh.” He placed his finger over her lips. “I’m going to ease some of the pain.” He returned to her breast, kissing, licking and stroking her globes until they felt full and heavy. Shae groaned and wiggled under his touch as the fire in her lower abdomen grew. Whatever this man had awakened inside of her was growing, and growing fast.

  “Yes.” She arched her back as he nipped her sensitive skin. “Oh God, yes.”

  He took turns with each side, carefully stimulating each nipple until Shae thought she would scream with frustration. While she loved the attention he was giving, she wanted more, needed more.

  As if hearing her silent plea, the mysterious man withdrew from her breasts and started kissing a hot, wet, trail down the center of her abdomen.

  “You’re so soft,” he whispered. “None of those hard angles the others had.”

  “Others?”

  He didn’t answer, but instead lifted her legs and placed each of them on his shoulders.

  “Oh God,” she said. “You’re not going to—”

  He did. Shae watched with fascination as he bent down and slowly slid his tongue over her pussy.

  “Oh yes.” She tightened her grip on the headboard. “Yes.”

  After two more strokes, he eased his tongue up and rubbed her clit in a circular motion that drove her wild. Shae steeled her jaw and tightened her legs around his head as pleasure burst through her core.

  “Oh God.” She was racing toward the edge and helpless to stop it. She wanted him to enter her, to consume her until there was nothing left.

  Once again, this mysterious man seemed to sense her rising need. He retreated from her clit, slipping back down over her slick skin and dipping just inside her opening.

  “Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Please.”

  He repeated his movements, first dipping inside her core, then sweeping up and stimulating her clit. Again and again he teased her sensitive skin, forming a pattern of pleasure. Shae tightened her grip on the bed as the world around them started to fade away.

  “That’s it,” he whispered. “Give yourself over to it completely. It’s the only way.”

  She raised her head and looked down at him. “The only way for what?”

  Instead of answering, he glanced up and slid his tongue over her pussy once more.

  “Oh God,” she said as the pressure began to build. “I’m going to come.”

  “Let it go, little one. Let it go.” He buried his face between her thighs and rubbed her clit, sending spirals of desire through her core.

  Her breathing quickened, and she turned her head from side to side as desire built to almost painful levels.

  “Don’t stop. Please.” Her voice became thicker, her breathing raspier. She curled her fingers into the headboard in an effort to steady herself. Sweat beaded on her temples as pressure built in her core.

  “Something’s building.” Her voice sounded so strange, and the foreign sound frightened her. “Oh God, the pressure—”

  “Relax, little one, I’ve got you.”

  “No, you don’t understand . . .”

  He rubbed her clit, and need ricocheted through her body. Shae jerked her arms down to her sides, pulling the column out of the headboard. She stared in disbelief at her hands, which seemed larger and more hairy. Her nails had yellowed and elongated and her palms had become calloused.

  Nathan dipped his tongue in and out of her opening, drawing her attention away from her hands. Shae cried out as pleasure rocked her once more. Throwing the rod aside, she gripped the sides of his head and held him close to her pussy as darted in and out of her channel.

  “Deeper.” Her voice still sounded odd, but she was beyond caring. She need more, wanted more. “Please, I need you deeper.”

  She tightened her grip on his head, pushing him closer to her pussy. He responded by groaning and pushing his tongue deeper inside her core.

  “I’m going to come. Ah, fuck.” She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, giving herself up to the moment. Never before had she felt so much pleasure, or so much pressure. It was as if she was standing on the edge of something vast and amazing. One push, and she’d fall over the edge and be changed forever.

  She grunted and growled as she held his head between her legs. She must have been hurting him, but he didn’t protest. In fact, he seemed to love her aggression, groaning and quickening his movements in response to her need. The man attacked her lik
e an animal, and Shae had all she could do to hang on to her sanity.

  Then he scraped his teeth against her clit, and the spark of pain caused her world to explode. Shae cried out in pleasure as her orgasm blasted through her, making her entire body numb with ecstasy. Nathan growled as he feasted, drawing out her pleasure and consuming every last drop of her passion. When the last ribbons of her ecstasy faded, he eased up on his movements and ran his fingers over her inner thighs.

  “That was amazing.” She opened her eyes and stared at her hands. The hair and long nails were gone. Everything looked as it should be.

  “We’re not finished,” he said.

  “No?” She placed her hands on the comforter and stared at him. His eyes, once golden brown, now appeared yellow.

  “Are your eyes glowing?” she asked.

  He averted his gaze. “The stated feeling will not last. The beast inside you needs more.”

  “Beast inside me. . .?” Her voice trailed off as fresh desire sparked in her core once more. “Oh my.”

  “Trust me, little one.” He spread her thighs apart and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her slit. With each movement, the desperation inside her increased.

  “Please . . .”

  “I will need to take you hard,” he explained. “It is the only way.”

  Yes. A hissing noise filled her ears. “Do it.”

  He inched the head of his cock just inside her slit. “I want to make sure you are ready. I don’t want to hurt you.” He retreated and rubbed the tip of his erection up and down her slit once more.

  “Damn you.” She clawed at him, but it only made him tease her more. After a few minutes of trying to get him inside of her, she fell back onto the mattress in defeat.

  “You need to relax and do as I say,” he said as his smile changed into something more serious. “It is the only way to combat the change going on inside you.”

  “You’re glowing,” she whispered. It wasn’t just his eyes. Nathan’s entire body was bathed in a pale yellow light. Shae supposed she should be frightened, but instead she was fascinated. It was as if she was drifting somewhere up by the ceiling and observing things from far way.

  “So are you.” He inched a little deeper inside her opening.