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  My breath came in irregular pants, containing light sobs within each one. It was impossible to see where I was in the pitch dark, and now I didn’t even have a flashlight. Hearing leaves rustle behind me, my brain screamed at me to run. Oh god, he’s here. Run, run, run. So I did. I ran as fast as I could, blindly into the night. Not caring for the direction, not caring that I was getting further and further away from dear Mary with each step, not even caring if the wolfmen found me. At least they didn’t lead me to believe they were anything different, though that might’ve been because they meant to dispose of me after they were through. So what, is Beorn the outcast wolf then? It didn’t matter anymore. As soon as I found the road, I was going to find the nearest car and demand that they drive me home. My parents would have to pay whatever the cost was, I could pay them back later. Anything is better than this.

  Blinded by the night and the wetness in my eyes, I almost pounded the air with my fist when I saw a light in the distance. Another house? I wasn’t sure as it was too far to tell, but at least it was different than miles upon miles of trees. The light encouraged me and beckoned to me; it looked so welcoming. Like a breath of fresh air. It made my legs move even faster. Go, legs, go! And then my world went black.

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  It’s still dark and my head hurts. Why does my head hurt? And why am I wet? Mm, but it’s warm. Did I fall asleep in the tub? Strong arms were cradling me in the tub. Wow, this is a big tub. Blinking, the world was fuzzy. I pulled my hand out of the warm water to touch the face the strong arm’s belonged to. Beard. That’s strange, I don’t know anyone with a beard. Beard! Shit, how did he find me? Kicking, I tried to scramble away from Beorn, but it was no use, he easily overpowered me and it was terribly difficult moving quickly in the water.

  “What is this place?” I squeaked, still not being able to see much as my eyes adjusted to the dark, but now understanding that the gleaming light I saw earlier was the reflection off the water.

  “You stumbled into the hot springs. Quite literally. You hit your head on that tree over there and fell in,” he pointed with one arm in the direction of the tree, holding me up with the other.

  Oh.

  “Look, Nicole. I really like you, but this is why I didn’t want to tell you about my… roots. I didn’t choose to be born as a bearbrid, but it just happened this way. It’s painful enough that you’ve stirred up feelings in me that I’d tried so hard to block. Now I didn’t ask you to stumble into my cabin, I didn’t ask for any of this,” he was getting more and more worked up with each word, clearly upset with the turn of events and the hand he was dealt. But his words, as strange as they were, were music to my ears.

  “Bearbrid?”

  “A… bear hybrid,” he finally finished, not meeting my eyes. “That was the first time I’d ever said that out loud,” his shaky voice added, relieved with a hint of sadness.

  He’s not a wolf, he’s not a wolf! My mind cheered. If I could move, I’d be dancing in the water right now.

  “Wait, were you the one who—”

  He nodded and finished my sentence, “saved you from the wolves. Yeah, that was me. I saw you when your car got hit with the spikes the werewolves put on the road, so I followed you as quietly as I could to make sure you were okay and that they couldn’t get to you. Once you arrived at the camp, I figured you’d be fine because you seemed to have found what you were looking for, so I left. But then I heard you scream, so…” his voice trailed off, and he smiled at me sheepishly.

  My entire heart, chest, and body filled with warmth at his confession. This must be the sweetest man alive. All I could do was stare at him in awe and smile lovingly, until senses got a hold of me and I threw my arms around his neck, trailing kisses from his cheeks to his neck. “Thank you,” I whispered gratefully.

  The mix of emotions when our eyes met was overwhelming. While I adored Beorn for his mannerisms and charm, I wouldn’t be comfortable telling my friends and family that he’s partially a bear. Not for a long while. At the same time, the amount he cared, his gentleness and kind heart melted me, and I knew I could see myself with him for a long time, if he’d have me. I was sure he had a flurry of emotions as he didn’t expect me to be accepting of him. Well, if my sister can fuck a bunch of rabid wolves, then I can love this sweet… “bearbrid”.

  He finally loosened his grip upon realizing that I wasn’t going to run away again, and I took the opportunity to wade around in the hot springs, enjoying the way the warmth of the water was loosening my very tense muscles from all of the running and hiking. I could feel Beorn’s eyes on me as I floated on my back, my rose-colored top hugging my body, displaying my nipples that were proving my arousal, though I was certain he didn’t know what that meant. It increasingly became obvious to me that if I wanted this relationship to progress any further then I’d have to make the first indication that I’m interested in him as this is unfamiliar territory for him.

  Chapter 11

  “If you thought rocks could slow me down, surely these clothes are doing a much better job at weighing me down now that they’re soaking,” I teased, slowly peeling the sweater off and tossing it towards land, exposing my full, bouncy breasts. Every second he hungrily devoured my body with his eyes was an ego boost so powerful I felt like I could conquer the world. The shorts proved to be more difficult as they hugged my hips and ass like a second skin. Swimming over to him on my back, I demanded, “Keep a tight hold on my feet.” Beorn obliged, not taking his eyes off me for a second. He kept me still enough that I was able to wiggle out of my lacy shorts and thong, throwing them on top of my sweater. Using his hands as leverage, I pulled my body towards his, wrapping my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. “No more secrets, okay?” I murmured, nuzzling his neck. “Let’s finish what we started. And I’ll still cut you some slack,” I winked, wondering if he’d take me up on the offer of being on top.

  With a sexy, excited grunt, he looped his arms under my ass and held me against him, lifting me effortlessly. Glancing around to see what he was up to, I smiled as I saw that he was walking towards a smooth, stone surface sticking out of the water. Beorn pressed my back against the stone and held my arms over my head as he tilted his head down, hovering his lips over mine as he traced his tongue around my lips. I felt myself shiver as I wanted to give myself to him then and there, but I held back, tilting my own head up to meet his, nibbling on his lower lip tauntingly. When he tried to dive in for a kiss, I pulled my head back teasingly, giggling at his confused, aroused expression. After a few moments of playing cat-and-mouse, he softly grabbed the hair on the back of my head, holding my face in place. Then he kissed me, gently at first, his tongue curiously darting in and out of my mouth until it met mine in a dance. As we embraced, his kiss grew more passionate, he loosened his hold on me and let his hands wander over my slick body, starting from my neck and shoulders down over my breasts. They stayed there for a moment as he pulled at and rubbed my erect nipples.

  We were breathless when we eventually broke apart from each other, the question of whether we were ready to finally fuck left hanging in the air, unsaid. But he knew exactly what he wanted. His hands moved swiftly over me, applying pressure in all the right spots. Grabbing onto my hips, he roughly flipped me over, my breasts pressed into the cold smoothness of the rock we were up against, the water only reached my knees at this level. The warm summer breeze made up for the lack of heat from the hot springs. “Hands up against the rocks,” he ordered. Mm, a man who knows what he wants. It was awfully delicious that he was taking control of the situation so early on; it could only get better from here. I obeyed his demands and lifted my hands up shoulder-width apart up against the rocks, my back arching in the process.

  His kisses returned, this time on my neck; he nibbled on my earlobe intermittently while licking and sucking at my neck, his hands playing with my breasts. He lightly pinched my nipples and must have felt encouraged with my delighted moan because he kept going. After a few moments of build
ing up courage, I felt him withdraw his hands. I tried turning back to see what he was doing, but his “look straight ahead” made me think better of it. Finally, I felt his manhood poke at the outside of my entrance, lubricating itself with my juices. He moved it back and forth, from my clit to my pussy, and I almost wanted to reach back and grab it to shove it in but knew that he’d just tell me to keep to myself as he played with me and my body.

  I struggled and failed to contain my gasp as he began to penetrate me, my pussy stretching out to accommodate them and welcoming his fat cock with a warm, soaking bath. As he slowly began to pump in and out of me, my breaths came out in ragged moans. “Bend over and spread your legs,” he commanded, and I did it without a question. He filled me so deeply I didn’t think I’d be able to handle it, and I cried out partially in pain but mostly in pleasure. Beorn didn’t seem to mind and was even more aroused by my moans; he grabbed my hips aggressively and held me in place as his cock pounded into me.

  “Oh, fuck,” I cried out, my entire body beginning to tingle. My clit was pulsating and begging for fingers to help take me over the edge, but I was following Beorn’s orders and didn’t want him to stop pummeling into me because I stopped. And I wanted to make his first time perfect. It didn’t matter, the pressure was building in my little pearl all the same. With his steady, continuous, fast thrusts, I could feel the orgasm bubble through me like a boil. Hearing him moan and grunt in pleasure took me over the edge, especially as he gently bit down on my shoulder. The climax ripped through me, and I heard myself begging him to pound me harder so I could ride the wave as long as I could. To my pleasure, he did, and after several more thrusts I felt my pussy get filled with his hot seed.

  It was almost painful to turn around after he’d finished, the orgasm had absolutely exhausted me and I didn’t want to move. Looking up at his tired face, I knew he felt the same way; his sleepy, lazy smile was evidence enough. Words didn’t need to be spoken, and as much as I wanted to stroke and suck him hard to get him to fuck me again, my body yearned for sleep more than anything.

  “Come,” he held his hand out to me. “There’s a spot under that tree over there where the water is closer to the ground. We can sleep there to stay warm.” I took his hand, our fingers locking into place, as we walked the few short steps to the area in question. It didn’t even matter that we were in the hot springs; as soon as we stretched ourself out on the sunken ground, he pulled me in against his chest, his strong arms wrapping around my waist.

  It took me a long while to fall asleep, my mind filled with thoughts of everything that had happened tonight. Once Beorn was asleep though, his easy rhythmic breathing calmed my racing heart. My body melted into his, and I knew that he’d help me find my sister no matter the price. Eased by this fact, before long, I was resting as peacefully as he.

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  Waking up seemed like the hardest thing in the world. The warmth from the hot springs in combination with Beorn’s hard chest and arms wrapped around me was just heavenly; it was so good it almost felt like a pampering. I could definitely get used to this! When I peaked over at him, he was already awake.

  Smiling warmly, I kissed his lips, “Good morning, gorgeous.”

  He returned my kiss and added one to my temple. “Good morning, beautiful.”

  Our bliss was short-lived, because my sister’s well-being nagged at me like there was no tomorrow. Beorn could see the urgency in my eyes and nodded knowingly. “We should get moving. If we leave now, we’ll make it before dark.”

  Quickly, I fished out another pair of my sister’s shorts and a top from my tote bag. Blushing slightly from the ones that had now dried on the ground, I picked them up and put them at the bottom of my tote bag, making sure that they didn’t touch any of our other clothes.

  There was a long day of hiking ahead of us and unless I wanted bear cub hybrids running around this time next year, I was even more eager to find my sister to get home now after last night’s festivities. I felt his big, warm, rough fingers stroke the side of my palm, and our fingers immediately intertwined, as if they’d always done that. Then, suddenly I got the bright idea, “So, do you have any plans after I take my sister home? Because as it turns out, I have a two-week spring break vacation and a clear schedule,” I grinned up at him. Our planning commencing for the duration of the walk to the cave.

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