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He finally releases my mouth, but his teeth are still gently biting my bottom lip, tugging on it as we separate like he’s not ready to let me go just yet.

My vision is all blurry and my brain is all foggy as I stare into his eyes. Intense feelings of joy, gratitude, serenity, awe, and even love start to fill every inch of my tingling body.

I reach up and slide my hand through his salt and pepper hair. He grabs my wrist, closes his eyes, and kisses my palm.

“I love you,” I blurt out. Shit. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

It just came out. You idiot!

“I mean…”

He puts a finger on my lips, stopping me.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” he gently says. “I love you too, Ellie. It’s normal to have such an intense swelling of emotion. I feel it too. That’s what it’s like when two mates find each other. It’s impossible to go too fast.”

I’m glad he said that because I want to go fast. His hard cock is pressed up against me and I want to feel it filling and stretching my wet pussy, but I don’t want him to think I’m like this with every guy I meet. I’m glad he knows that it’s just with him.

“I told you I was going to show you what it meant to be mated to a bear shifter,” he says as he lets go of my wrist. I suck in a startled breath as he drops to his knees in front of me. His hands grip my large thighs as he stares at my pussy. I squeeze my thighs together and the sticky wetness makes a mess on my legs. “You’re experiencing the feelings, now you’re going to feel the sensations.”

I gasp as he buries his face in my thighs and licks my pussy with a deep moan. My hands drop to his slick shoulders and my feet take a step apart. My body isn’t under my control any longer. It’s all under Austin’s. He can do whatever he wants with it now.

My head falls back as his mouth gets better access to my burning pussy. His tongue is everywhere—sliding through my wet folds, dipping in and out of my hole, dragging and flicking across my clit. His beard tickles and scratches my thighs. I love it.

I dig my nails into his shoulders as my knees buckle. His hands slide back to my ass and he pulls me forward, burying his face against me and getting as much of my pussy into his mouth as he can.

He’s groaning an animalistic sound and it takes me a while to realize that it’s his bear making the noise. That just turns me on even more. Knowing this giant beautiful man has a savage apex predator lurking within him makes me even wetter.

An intense rush of heat comes swelling into me and I cry out as his tongue pushes deeper inside. His mouth moves faster, harder—teasing and prolonging the pleasure as I grip onto his broad shoulders.

I start to cum hard. It’s my first orgasm, but I know immediately what it is. I cling onto him as my body starts to spiral. My eyes squeeze shut, my mouth flies open, and I dig my nails into his skin to keep myself from falling into the abyss he’s pushed me in.

A primal scream rips out of my throat as my head whips back and my body pulses in heat and pleasure.

I’m shaking when it’s over. I slowly open my eyes and see this gorgeous older man on his knees in front of me and I immediately want another orgasm.

Austin leans back and looks up at me. My wetness is all over his beard, making the gray hairs shine. He doesn’t even attempt to wipe it away as he looks up at me with a sexy grin.

“You taste like honey,” he says in a low gritty voice. It’s filled with all of the satisfaction and pleasure that I’m feeling radiating through me. “I could eat this ripe pussy for hours.”

I moan just thinking about it. The cool air is tickling my wet lips as he looks back down at my pussy. I’m still getting wet even though I just had an orgasm.

I went eighteen years without much desire or need for relief, but that’s all changed. Austin has flipped the switch in me and I want it all. I want everything he has to give me.

My heart starts thumping when I look down at his hard cock. The wet spot on his pants has grown even larger and I find myself licking my lips as I stare at it.

“I’m a mess because of you,” he says when he sees where I’m looking. “My cock won’t stop leaking. You got my balls aching with cum.”

My breath quickens. I want to see it.


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