Read Bear Mechanic: BBW Paranormal Bear Shifter Romance for Free Online

then thrust back in, filling her completely.
    “Noah!” At the sound of his name, he growled again, and his pace quickened.
    It was so good she almost couldn't stand it. She'd never felt anything in her life like Noah's cock moving inside her, bringing her even closer to the edge. It wasn't just good or great, it was right . Elise wrapped her legs around him, rocking her hips to take him in further.
    “Yes!” The changed angle nearly made her eyes cross with pleasure. Every thrust sent sparks shooting through her body from her head to her toes. Every moment brought her higher and higher, until his teeth skimmed across the side of her neck, just threatening to bite down.
    She cried out. Her climax washed over her in waves that took hold of her whole body. Spots swam before her eyes, and her mind went white with sheer pleasure.
    As she came down from the high, her thighs started to tremble. Noah wasn't done yet; his thrusts extracted aftershocks of her orgasm, ripples of pleasure like tiny earthquakes in her center.
    His teeth scraped harder against her throat, and she gasped, more in surprise than pain. He jerked away, lifting himself to his elbows so he was looking at her instead, and his thrusts became quicker, harder, more erratic. His jaw was clenched tight like he was denying himself some impulse. In response, Elise squeezed her thighs and rocked against him. There was nothing more she wanted than to see him come, to see him lose control for her.
    A long, low groan slipped out of him, and his hips stuttered during his final few thrusts as he spilled into her. She squeezed tight, letting her muscles milk him for every last drop.
    His forehead dropped to her chest, and his lips brushed her chest. A few drops of sweat fell from the tip of his nose.
    A sleepy, blissful contentment stole over her as she stroked the back of his neck, his shoulders, his upper arms and back.
    He lifted his head and kissed the bottom of her chin, making her giggle.
    “I hope you don't mind if I invite myself to stay right here,” he murmured.
    “I won't kick you out of your own bed,” she promised.
    He went to the side, their bodies separating. He dropped a kiss on her nose, and one of his arms wound around her and pulled her against him.
    “Are you worried?” he asked. “About your brother, and the Wild Dogs.”
    Elise tucked her head into the crook of his neck and nodded.
    He stroked her hair. “Don't be. We'll figure everything out tomorrow.”
    “Do you trust me?”
    Elise had never felt as safe as she did then, wrapped in Noah’s strong arms and listening to his reassurances.
    “Yes,” she whispered.  She tucked her body closer to his, taking a leap of faith.
     
    * * *
     
    The smell of coffee—that heavenly, delicious nectar of the gods—was what woke Elise up.
    “Mmm,” she murmured, breathing in the scent deeply but not opening her eyes.
    A weight settled on the bed next to her, and Elise rolled toward it and cracked one eye open.
    The sight of Noah arrayed in an apron and holding a tray greeted her.
    “Is that what I think it is?” she asked. “Don’t tease me, now.”
    He looked grave. “I would never. Coffee is serious business.”
    “Damn straight.” Elise sat up, pulling the sheet over her torso. His eyes followed the gesture, dipping between the folds at what were clearly the outlines of her breasts. Smirking, she gestured toward the tray.
    Hastily he jerked his eyes away. “I wasn’t sure how you take it, though, so I brought a little of everything.”
    The tray, now laid out on her lap, was brimming with milk, cream, sugar, and every artificial sweetener known to mankind. There was even a little carton of soy milk.
    “In case you’re vegan,” he said when he caught her eyeing it.
    “I ate a jalapeño cheeseburger last night,” she pointed out, unable to stop the silly grin rising to her face.
    “Or lactose-intolerant,” he added.
    She giggled. She hadn’t known what he would do, how he would