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Authors: Marie Mason
Her Holiday Bear (A BBW Paranormal Christmas Romance) (6 page)
She heard the sound of a zipper as it was lowered and then the hard, warm press of his back on hers, his cock a steel rod along the cheeks of her ass. Her pussy, just satisfied, clenched, anticipating the feel of him deep inside her. Need, need like nothing she’d ever felt before raced through her.
“I can’t resist you,” he said, his words so low she barely heard him.
“Why would you want to?”
“I’ll hurt you.”
“No, no you won’t.” She shook her head wildly, pressing back against him, hoping to force him inside her. “Don’t wait, fuck me now.”
He rubbed the swollen head along her slit, wetting the flesh. With his hand still wrapped around his cock, he eased inside, his fingers pressing open the lips of her pussy as he anchored himself inside.
“I will, baby. You know I will.” Even as he spoke, he was moving his hips, entering her with a hard thrust. He moved, spreading his hands along her shoulder blades, forcing her upper body down. His hands caressed her as his hips moved. Loud moans filled the room as he fucked her, hard and fast.
If he was hurting her, Ally thought, she never wanted him to stop.
Her blood hummed, her ears buzzed. “You will never hurt me.”
As if her words had freed something inside him, he released his bear. His hips slammed into hers and his fingertips dug so deep into the flesh of her hips she knew she would have bruises in the morning. The head of his cock hit that sweet spot deep inside her. He hadn’t removed his jeans and the rough denim chafing the back of her thighs added a layer of sensation to his rough taking.
Her body trembled and a flash of heat prickled across her skin from her head to her toes, then centered in her core. She could swear she felt the pulse of his cock as he moved inside her.
Jagger threw his head back and roared with his release as sensation after sensation traveled along his cock. He throbbed in her channel and his cum spurted inside her pussy, coating her womb with his warmth, with his seed. A picture of her, round and beautiful with his cubs flashed through his mind.
Mine. Mate. Claim.
He continued to thrust into her, continued to pour his essence inside her as he bent over her trembling body. Sinking his fangs into her shoulder, he marked her. Claimed her.
“Jagger!” His name was a ragged cry on her lips as her body shuddered beneath his. He worked his hips, moving in and out of her, feeling the walls of her pussy squeeze down on his cock with every contraction of her orgasm. He continued pumping, drawing out their climaxes until they were both satisfied.
Or as satisfied as he could ever be. He would always want her with a desperation he could never explain. Retracting his fangs, he licked the wound he’d made on her unblemished skin to help it heal faster. His mark would remain as a reminder that this woman belonged to his bear. He knew she had the courage and strength to be the mate of a bear–even one as contrary and hard to love as him.
“Are you okay?” he asked placing kisses along her back. He moved her hair at of the way so he could kiss the nape of her neck. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“Mmm, no.”
“Good.” he pulled himself out of her body slowly. He heard a soft gasp and knew while he may not have hurt her, her body would still pay the price for their rough loving. Turning her around, he took her mouth. He held nothing back, his mouth moving over hers, his teeth nipping at her bottom lip and his tongue thrusting inside. She matched his passion, tasting him, biting his lower lip, and moaning in his mouth as their tongues tangled together.
He ran a finger down her cheek and across her swollen lips. She leaned into his touch, love shining from her eyes. To think, he had almost thrown this away. Stayed in the cold, dark place that had been his home for so many years. His breath disappeared and he couldn’t help pulling her closing. “You’re mine now, Ally.”
“I know.” She gave him such a tender smile he was almost afraid to say anything else. But she needed to know. If, if she couldn’t live with what they had done, she needed to leave now, now before… who the hell was he kidding? If she ever walked away from him, she would rip his heart from his body. Her hand caressed his chest, lingering over the brown nibs of his nipples. His cock, though just thoroughly satisfied, was still hard. It wouldn’t take too many of her caresses to bring the bear roaring back to the forefront either. And that’s what he’d been afraid of. Craving her touch and not having it. He knew now he’d take every day with her and consider it a blessing, a gift from fate.
“Then I guess we better do this right.” He straightened his jeans and picked her up to carry her in front of the fireplace. He wrapped her in the quilt she kept on top of the couch to snuggle beneath on cold winter’s nights, urging her to sit down.
Ally smiled in happiness as Jagger lit a fire. With the flames flickering and the lights of the Christmas tree twinkling and her pussy aching from Jagger’s love making… yep she was really, really happy. She watched as he bent over to pick up his discarded coat and hat. She licked her lips as his jeans tightened over his firm butt cheeks. When he turned around and walked back toward her, she opened the quilt wide, inviting him to her.
What he did next wasn’t at all what she expected. She let her arms drop slowly, the quilt falling off her shoulders as he knelt down on one knee. She realized he held a green velvet box in his hand.
“Ally, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? You are my mate, forever and always bound to me and my bear, but I want everyone, human or shifter, to know that.”
“Oh, Jagger, you didn’t have to do this.” Ally covered her mouth with one of her hands, the over still clutched tightly around the edges of the quilt.
“Yes, yes I did. I do.” He smiled one of his rare smiles that could have melted her panties right off her, if she’d been wearing any. It did melt her heart just a little bit more. As she continued to stare at her, his smile faded. “Say something Ally. Say you’ll marry me.”
She took a deep breath, her heart beating with happiness. “I felt something for you the first moment I saw you. I am delighted to be your mate and I would be honored to be your wife.”
He took the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger, kissing it reverently. He rose to his feet. His jeans had slipped further off his hips, revealing the thatch of dark hair on his groin. The head of his engorged cock rose about the waistband. Wanting, needing. Just like her. She let go of her quilt and stood up, baring her body to her lover, to her bear.
“Kiss me, Jagger,” she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his face closer to hers. “Kiss me, my holiday bear.”
The snow continued to fall that night, cocooning the tiny town under a blanket of white. Inside the house, on the edge of the forest, a curvy schoolteacher and her big, grumpy bear made beautiful holiday memories to together.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
Thank you so much for choosing to read my story. I know your time is limited and I hope I have provided you with a way to escape your everyday problems for an hour or two. All women, and all men for that matter, deserve to be loved. I write about women who are on the curvy side, maybe a little plain, but always the most beautiful woman in the room… to her mate.
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Marie Mason has always known, somewhere deep in her soul, that being a writer was what she was born to be. Thanks to the new and exciting world of self-publishing, Marie was finally able to make her dream come true. Part two of the dream is to be a full-time writer, spending the wee hours of the morning creating new and exciting characters for her readers. That part might take a little longer. If you’d like to contact her with a comment or suggestion, her email is
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BOOKS BY MARIE MASON
THE MCCALL BROTHERS’ TRILOGY
Who wouldn’t want to be…stranded with a wolf?
When the snow started to fall in Chicago, everyone in Sara Allen’s office building quickly hurried home. Everyone except Sara and her boss, Jarod McCall. Why? Because her boss was CEO of McCall Holdings and a dominant alpha who made his own rules.
Even if it meant being stranded until the city shoveled its way out from under a record snowfall. As the hours past, Sara became more than upset with Jarod. He’d stranded her in a building with little food, a heating system that powered down on the weekends…and with him! How could she keep her feelings to herself when he kept touching her…kissing her…loving her?
Jarod was a big man with big appetites and he wanted his curvy assistant to satisfy them. Sara might think he was an inconsiderate jackass, but he knew exactly what he was doing…stranding her with the wolf.
THE MCCALL BROTHERS’ TRILOGY
Wolf shifter Hunter McCall didn’t have time to form relationships and he certainly didn’t want any attachments that might distract him when he was on a mission.
His destiny changed thanks to the winter storm blowing through Chicago—and the curvy brunette that needed to be—Rescued by the Wolf.
Julie Monroe was content with her life. She’d recently been promoted, had friends to spend time with, a family she could count on and…well, that was about all she had. No family of her own, no man to hold her and tell her he loved her. At least she didn’t have three hundred cats. Yet.
Traveling to a friend’s wedding, she suddenly finds herself stranded on the side of the road in a snow-covered city.
That’s when fate decided to step in…
THE MCCALL BROTHERS’ TRILOGY
Logan McCall had always wanted to be a family man—in spite of—his playboy reputation. Find his mate, have a few pups and settle down into a long, loving relationship sounded good, real good to him.
During a storm that rocked Chicago for three days, Logan found fate had a wicked sense of humor when it sent nurse Katie Wilson tumbling into his life. She was here for a weekend of loving with a man alright, just not with Logan.
How can he convince a woman that his reputation as Chicago’s hottest bachelor is all smoke and mirrors and that what he truly longs for is a mate and a family he can love and cherish.
Driving along a snow covered highway in the middle of a blizzard, Katie swore off men. It was a man who had put her in this dangerous situation. Well, a man and her stubborn pride. She’d been unwilling to waste the romantic getaway that had already been paid for at a scheduled mountain cabin just outside the city. So she decided to enjoy the weekend all by herself—if you didn’t count the adult toys she had packed in her suitcase and the multiple pints of ice cream she planned to buy on her way out of the city.
The last thing she’d been expecting on her binge-eating, binge-crying weekend was being Saved by the Wolf.
THE HOLIDAY BALL
One night…three wolves…
Hayden’s first official duty as alpha of the Barringer Pack was hosting the Holiday Ball. A Christmas dance that allowed single supernaturals to find a true-mate—or just hook-up. Hayden had avoided the events for years, not ready to take a mate. This year, he’d had no choice. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to enjoy himself. And the curvy witch hiding in the shadows looked like just the delectable morsel for his hungry wolf.
Amber hated coming to the Holiday Balls. She left feeling sadder and lonelier than ever before. She’d accepted the fact that Santa wasn’t going to hand her a mate wrapped in a pretty red bow. If not for the edict from her grandmother, the coven’s matriarch, she wouldn’t be here tonight.
Of course, she’d have to thank her grandmother later…
THE HOLIDAY BALL
Gunner Barringer was attending The Holiday Ball under duress and out of respect for his brother, the new alpha of the pack. He stood in the shadows, hiding. There was nothing for him here tonight. He’d enjoyed the annual event a time or two as a younger wolf. After all, it didn’t get the nickname f*** ball for nothing. But now he was a wolf broken in both body and soul. He had no desire to find a mate and no business being here.
What Gunner had forgotten was more than one match had been made on the night of a full moon when the world was filled with the magic of the holidays.
Autumn Covington was rare in the supernatural world—she was a peace pixie. Which just sucked in the middle of a f*** fest. Instead of giving off vibes of lust and wantonness, like her pencil thin, blonde haired cousins, she calmed the savage beast. Plus, she was the plumpest of pixie at the ball so her chances of finding a mate were…well slim to none. So, she’d just work the crowd as she’d been hired to do—sprinkle sparkles of calming pink so the horny wolves didn’t get out control.
That’s what she’d planned to do until the wolf in the shadows decided he wanted her all for himself.
THE HOLIDAY BALL
The past year had been one of betrayal and heartache for alpha Kade Townsend. He’d seen his pack torn apart by a trusted friend turned rogue. He was attending the annual Holiday Ball only as a courtesy to the new alpha of the Barringer pack. He owed the man and his family, especially his brother, a debt of gratitude he might never be able to repay.
He thought himself destined to be alone, unworthy of a mate. Watching the Barringer brothers find their mates gave him a glimmer of hope that he might one day find his. He never expected his mate to knock him off his feet. Or be so damn deliciously curvy. His perfect woman.
Of course, he never expected to receive the help of a previously absentee fairy godmother and two wolves who decided to play cupid instead of Santa.
Daphne was tired. Tired of school, tired of barely making ends meet. Tired of serving drinks and foods to the skinny, pretentious pixies who thought they were the bomb. Of course, she could never hope to compete with women attending the Holiday Ball even if she’d been an invited guest instead of part of the wait staff. She was curvy, plain and…human. Everyone knew wolves mated with witches. Or the pixies.
All Daphne had going for her was a pair of shiny black shoes…
THE BLACKWOOD BROTHERS BOOK 1
When Quinn Blackwood thought it was time to go hunting for his mate, he couldn’t believe fate handed her to him on his very first blind date. His family thought it was a hilarious turn of events since the big bear shifter had been looking forward to sowing a few more wild oats before settling down with his one true mate. No one was laughing when Paige got the wrong idea and believed Quinn was just looking for a good time.
Paige Matthews had finally given into the cajoling of her co-worker and agreed to a blind date with the woman’s brother. Paige admired the family of bear shifters and had nursed a secret crush on the oldest Blackwood brother, Quinn, since moving to town. Even though she’d known the odds were against it, she was terribly disappointed that she wasn’t his true mate. She did however, decide to take him up on his offer of a good time, cause this good-girl craved the bear’s sweet loving.
THE BLACKWOOD BROTHERS BOOK 2
They said the road to true love could be rocky. Quinn’s courtship of Paige was covered with huge freaking boulders!
Paige Matthews had finally found her one true love, bear shifter named Quinn Blackwood. Raised by an elderly aunt, she has never relied on anyone for anything. Adjusting to a big bear shifter—a big, bossy, bear shifter—was taking some getting used to. Especially, when he insisted they move in together. She didn’t know why she was hesitating. Fate had given her everything she’d ever desired. What it hadn’t done was provide an instruction manual on her to handle her alpha male bear.
One blind date had revealed Paige was indeed Quinn Blackwood’s true mate and he couldn’t be happier with the curvy beauty. Circumstances had placed her in danger and his bear on the edge. Now that the danger had passed, the man—and the bear—was having a difficult time giving her the space she needed.
THE BLACKWOOD BROTHERS BOOK 3
Ryland and Ryker Blackwood were twins. Identical, thigh clenching bear shifter twins who had no trouble getting women into their beds. Or bed. They’d shared just about everything in life—even their women.
The scent of the cat shifter they found on their construction site was driving both Blackwood brothers crazy with lust. Or was it? Every time they thought they were getting closer to finding the woman who would be their mate, one of their bears backed away. The hot and cold feeling they were getting from their animals was confusing the shit out of them.
Was the cat shifter meant for one of them or both of them?
This is a longer story at 70,000 - because Ryker and Ryland are up to some nice naughtiness!!
A BBW HOLIDAY ROMANCE
The curvy woman stepping off the red, two-engine plane wasn't just a Christmas guest, she was his fated mate...
Wolf shifter, Jason Dupree had returned to his hometown of Winter, Montana, to take the position as head enforcer of his pack and sheriff for the small mountain town. Snow was not his favorite thing. When his sister asks him to pick up her Christmas visitor while the white stuff is falling, he is not a happy wolf. The woman is working on her Ph.D., in of all things, the sexual habits of wolf shifters. In ordinary circumstances, Jason would have been delighted to help her with her research. But, he's suffered injuries that almost proved fatal, even for a wolf.
Priscilla Johnson had never had a satisfying sexual encounter and didn't believe in the instant attraction wolf shifters purported to feel for their chosen mate. Ever since an unexplained encounter with a pack of wolves when she was younger, she'd felt drawn to the beautiful animal. When she discovered that shifters do exist, and that they, too, mated for life, she had the perfect subject for her doctoral thesis.
Caught in a snowstorm, Jason must use all his shifter strength to keep them both alive. While taking refuge in a small cabin, he must convince the disbelieving woman that fated mates do exist and that she now belongs to him-heart, body, and soul.
What better way convince her than to let her experience the sexual appetite of a wolf shifter when he finds his true mate?
A BBW OFFICE ROMANCE
Ethan Scott was reluctant to claim his mate, Lily Reynolds. He was afraid his carnal needs would be too much for the curvy innocent. His wolf was of another mind, pushing the man relentlessly to mate. But Ethan knew once he had the brown-haired beauty there would no turning back. He’d claim her, mate her, and bred her. When a group of rogue wolves attacks her, Ethan fears he has left his claiming too late and will lose his mate forever. When he comes to her rescue, he discovers the spirited Lily is more than ready to be the mate of an alpha.
Lily Reynolds has been crushing on her boss since she started work at Wolfe Enterprises six months ago. She knew the chances of attracting the wolf into a long-term relationship were slim to none–slim being a state she hadn’t achieved since childhood. She loved her curves and knew there was someone out there who would love every soft, luscious inch of her voluptuous body. Heartbroken, she knew Ethan Scott wasn’t that man despite the hot and cold signals the wolf shifter had been given her for months.
Cage knew he was bad. Bad to the bone. A cheesy description, but one that fit the underground fighter perfectly. He loved to fight, he loved to f***. Despite his reputation, he tried to stay away from trouble. He usually succeeded. Until the day, trouble found him in the form of a curvy stepsister.
