He stood abruptly and kissed me hard. Wrapping his arms around me, he held me tightly against him, almost too tight. It wasn’t just a passionate kiss. It was a message. This was Bear telling me that I was still his. That he wasn’t ever letting me go.

I snaked my way between us, running my hand down Bear’s stomach. He broke our kiss to look down to where my hand was resting on the waistband of my panties. I watched his expression as I pushed my hand inside and dipped my fingers into my wetness.

“Fuck,” he said, the control he was so adamant about having moments ago to teach me a lesson was cracking quickly as he watched me push my fingers in and out of the place I needed him most.

“MMMMMMMMMM,” I moaned and although it felt good it felt nowhere near as good as when it was Bear’s fingers inside of me.

I was forced to remove my hand from my panties when Bear pushed them down to my ankles. I was completely naked. “So beautiful,” Bear muttered, undoing his belt. I pushed his jeans down over his perfect ass and they fell to the ground. He reached around me and lifted me up into his arms with one hand, pinning me against the wall.

Instead of impaling me with his cock, which is what I was sure he was going to do, with his free hand he circled my clit with his thumb and inserted two fingers inside my pussy while trailing kisses on my breasts and stomach. With just that little contact, I was already so close to coming and I knew from the pressure building that when I did come, it was going to be explosive. “Do you want to come on my fingers, or my cock, baby?” My pussy clenched around his fingers, approving of the sound.

“Cock,” I answered on a strangled cry, so close to release my core felt heavy and tight.

“Good girl,” Bear said, releasing his hold on me just enough so I could slide down and he could align his cock with my entrance.

There was nothing slow about him entering me. The teasing he’d started earlier was over. There was nothing left but pure animalistic need. In one swift and very hard thrust, he buried himself inside me, the pleasure so great that it bordered on a welcome pain. “This is mine. This has always been mine. I took your virgin pussy and claimed it, now it belongs to me,” he grunted as he fucked me hard and deep.

Over and over again he thrust furiously, finding a fast rhythm. He’d barely begun when the pressure became so much I began to crack until I was shattering, breaking, falling, convulsing around him in waves. The pulsing was endless as he drove into me harder and harder while I bucked on his cock, riding out the long waves of the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had.

I was still coming when Bear’s thrusting became erratic and frantic. Faster and faster, he pounded into me until I didn’t know if he was pushing in or pulling out. He let out a long, animalistic groan as he stilled, coming deep inside of me, filling me with his release.

I came down from my orgasm just in time to feel every bit of his as he emptied himself. He fucked me with small shallower thrusts as he rode out his own orgasm.

“Holy fuck,” Bear said, collapsing to the ground and pulling me on top of him.

“Yeah,” was all I could manage to say. I was lucky I could still breathe after that.

We stayed like that, lying in the grass in each others arms for what seemed like forever, yet would never seem like long enough. When he sat up, he pulled me up with him.

Bear tipped my chin up so I would look at him. The smile on his face reached his eyes, which were lighter and back to their usual blue. “Now we can go inside,” he said, standing up. I reached for my panties but he swatted my hand away. Bear surprised me by hoisting me over his shoulder and walking back toward the front of the house.

“What are you doing?” I asked, staring at his bare ass as he walked.

“We’ve fucked. Now it’s time to fight. But then, I’d like to fuck again, so no need for all the clothing bullshit.” And just like when he’d carried me to the truck, he smacked my ass with a loud THWAP.

“Owe!” I cried out.

“Don’t be such a little bitch, Ti. I plan on doing more to you tonight then just a few little smacks to the ass.” He carried me up the porch steps and into the house.

“That’s your dog?” Bear asked, stopping in the doorway. I couldn’t see what he was looking at, being over his shoulder and all, but I assumed he was talking about Pancakes who usually took up residence on the couch when he wasn’t running around the grove.

“Yep. That’s Pancakes,” I said. Bear set me down and I turned to see Pancakes on the couch just as I suspected, wagging his tail.

“No, no it’s not,” Bear argued.

“Uh, yeah, yeah, it is. You’re not afraid of dogs are you?” I asked, taking a step into the house. Bear grabbed my arm.

“I’m not afraid of dogs,” he said, never taking his eyes of Pancakes who continued to wag his tail and run from one side of the couch to the other.

“Good, then let’s—”

“But, that’s not a dog,” Bear said.

“What are you talking about?”

“Ti, I hate to be the one to tell you this.”

“Tell me what?”

Bear pointed to Pancakes. “Your dog…is a coyote.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Bear

AFTER I FUCKED my girl a handful more times, we fell asleep in a tangle of limbs on the living room couch. I learned two things in those first few hours of our little reunion. Number one was that although fucking Ti had always been off the charts amazing, an angry fuck with Ti was an out of body experience. Number two, was that Pancakes, the coyote, liked to watch.

The other bit of good news was that I was positive there would be many more reasons on many more occasions for Ti to be pissed off at me in the future.

My little spitfire.

Out the front window the sky was lightening, the sun’s first rays were just minutes from turning the dark sky blue. I kissed the top of Ti’s head and she stirred. “No, I’m still sleeping,” she argued, keeping her eyes shut tight. She swatted around blindly with her hand. I grabbed her wrist and set her hand back down on my chest to avoid being poked in the eye.

“I gotta go, baby,” I reminded her. She answered back with a groan followed by soft snores. I laughed into her hair. “Stone has a lead on where Sadie might be. A tip from a women’s shelter a few hours north. Gus and Wolf are coming with me. Shouldn’t take that long to track her down.”

“Maybe she just wants to be left alone,” Ti groggily pointed out, lazily running her fingertips over my chest. That little touch was enough to send spasms to my cock, stirring it back to life as if it hadn’t just shot off multiple rounds into the naked girl sprawled out on top of me only a few hours before.

MY naked girl.

“Maybe, but whatever she wants, something feels off, and not just the fact that she’s actually alive. It just doesn’t sit right with me, none of it does,” I said.

Ti reluctantly sat up and yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her long hair fell all around her face in tangles. A red bite mark sat in the space between her shoulder and neck where I’d gotten a little carried away and I wanted more than anything to get carried away again.

I reached up and ran my finger over the bite mark and Ti smiled, knowing exactly what it was I was thinking. I tucked some of the crazier pieces of her hair behind her ears. “You’re downright adorable when you wake up, you know that?” I said.