Forbidden Love: A BBW, BWWM Paranormal Romance (6 page)

She blushed at the thought and silently criticized
herself for her nasty mind. But then her gaze fell on his stomach and
slowly lowered to the V men in his superior physical condition have
that guides a woman right to the good stuff. She remembered ‘the
good stuff’ clearly from what she’d seen in the forest,
and the memory was enough to get her blood boiling.

What would it be like with him?
she wondered. She’d had other lovers, both werebear and human,
but none of them had kissed her like Alex had, and none of them had
remained in her mind the way he did. Just looking at him while he
slept had aroused her more than she’d expected.

After only a few hours,
she
mused. She lay back on the bed, her thoughts in turmoil. How could
she fall in love with him in such a short time? It seemed absolutely
ridiculous, but she couldn’t deny what she felt. But could he
really want her? By nature, werebears are born plump and remain so
throughout their lives, regardless of attempts at weight loss. She’d
been a size sixteen since puberty, and she’d always loved the
way she looked in clothes and out of them.

Werewolves, though, were naturally muscular, even into
old age. Alex’s body was positively chiseled from marble, so
perfect he could have been a renaissance statue. Or a stripper. She
giggled at the thought of him gyrating on a stage in front of dozens
of women waving around dollar bills. Why would he want her when he
could have a model-sized werewolf from his own pack?

Oh, good lord. I’ve never worried about my
figure before. I’m not starting now! No man is worth that.

She rolled over on her side and looked down at him
again. She watched him breathing, and before she could stop herself,
she reached down and brushed her fingers over his cheek. He didn’t
move, so she traced his jaw lightly with her finger, then moved it
across his lips. They were shapely, the bottom fuller than the top,
and she knew they fit perfectly with hers.
As
if they had been meant to spend their lives kissing,
she thought, and again admonished herself for her silly thoughts.

She
realized she was still touching him when he shifted toward her hand,
resting his cheek in her palm.

He awoke slowly, opening his eyes, shutting them, and
opening them again to look at her. His smile awakened the beauty of
his face, and Alice sighed because, for right now, that smile was for
her. He raised his hand and put it over hers, holding it to his
cheek. She hoped he would kiss the palm. But he just watched her,
waiting for her to make a move, to say something. She watched him,
wondering if she should follow her instincts, her heart, or follow
her head.

Her heart won.

She ran her hand down his arm slowly, caressing every
inch of his bicep and forearm gently, until she reached his hand. She
tugged it lightly, a sign that she wanted him to join her on the bed.
He raised his eyebrows at her in a question, and she remembered what
she’d said earlier when she’d stopped their kiss. She
smiled seductively and tugged his hand again, this time more
forcefully. The smile he awarded her was like the sun rising over the
horizon.

He rose from the floor to lay down on the bed next to
her, his arm sliding under her neck to pull her closer. His other
hand rested on her waist, gently massaging her soft skin. He looked
into her eyes, held them for a long moment before kissing her. When
their lips touched, butterflies erupted in her stomach; if she’d
been standing, her leg would have popped up Disney-princess style.

Their tongues danced together to a music created eons
ago, the music of lust, desire, love. She ran her hands over his
chest, memorizing the perfection that was his body. He moaned when
her hand grazed his belly and continued down. She ran her hand over
his jeans, admiring the immense bulge straining against his pants.
She worked at the button so she could touch his flesh, but he stopped
her. She looked up at him, questioning, and he shook his head
playfully at her.

So he wants to go slow
, she
mused, smiling at him. She lifted her hand away from his fly and let
him take the lead. She’d take it back if he faltered.

He raised up above her and moved his body so that he was
between her legs. She still wore her tee shirt and panties, and his
jeans were only unbuttoned, but she was pretty sure she could push
them over his hips if she tried hard enough. Her desire for him
soared when he lay on top of her, their bodies connected as their
lips fused again. She lifted her hands to run them through his hair
and pull him back down to kiss her, and he let her. She squirmed as
his jeans rubbed against her most sensitive spot, and he smiled
against her lips.

He’s driving me crazy on purpose!
she
thought.
Ok, two can play at that game.

She ran her hands down his back, scratching his skin
lightly as she did. When she reached the waistband of his jeans, she
pushed her hands into them and scratched the skin of his oh-so-sexy
ass. He groaned into her mouth, breaking the kiss to move down her
neck. He kissed and licked her throat until she moaned, then he
lifted up and jerked her tee shirt over her head, baring her breasts
to him.

Alice covered herself self-consciously, wondering how
she looked in his eyes, but he looked into her eyes and shook his
head slowly, smiling sincerely at her. He took her hands and placed
them above her head, then raised up to look at her.

“
You’re beautiful.”

She smiled and shrugged his hands off her wrists so she
could pull him down to her again. He kissed her, his smooth chest
pressing into hers. He slowly moved his mouth down her throat again
before latching on to her nipple. She shivered as he suckled her, and
she moaned loudly when his other hand caressed her other breast. She
sighed as he lavished her with pleasure.

As he gave her breasts his attention, one hand slipped
down and into her panties. He touched her clit with his thumb, and
she shivered in response. He knew he’d found the right spot and
pressed it, moving his thumb in circles until her moans grew in
volume. He put his mouth over hers to quiet her, loving the taste of
her moan as she climaxed.

Alice couldn’t believe how quickly she’d
finished; no one had ever been able to do that to her. She grasped
his waist and pulled him closer to her, her eyes practically begging
him to enter her. She pushed her hands inside his jeans, shoving them
down so she could grasp his cock. Her eyes widened at the girth, and
he smiled at her knowingly.

He lowered his body, kissing her as he moved down,
pulling on her panties. He pulled them off and discarded them. He
stood and removed his pants, then bent as if to lay down again, but
she stopped him. His erect cock was almost daunting in its length;
Alice’s eyes feasted on his body. She reached up and grabbed
his hand, yanking him down to her. With laughter in her eyes, she
maneuvered her body and guided his cock to her waiting, wet pussy.

He hesitated at the entrance, looking into her eyes.
What he saw there, lust, desire, love, pleased him. Alex kissed her
and thrust swiftly into her. She gasped in pleasure, as did he.

Alice was lost in the sensations building up in her
body. No one had filled her like Alex did. She looked up at him,
wanting the eye contact as he thrust into her again and again,
building the pleasure for both of them with every move. Alex held
himself aloft with his strong arms so as not to crush her. He wanted
to watch her as she climaxed. She closed her eyes; he slowed his
momentum, causing her to open them again. He thrust into her vagina,
and she understood: he wanted to see her eyes.

They moved as one, kissing as they made love. She put
her legs around his waist, using them to pull him deeper. His thrusts
became more frantic as he approached climax, and she wrapped her legs
and arms around him, encouraging his thrusts.

As one, they cried out, bodies tensing in pleasure.

*****

Riley and Susan had reached the bear camp quickly,
immediately searching out their mother to report what they’d
found. After hearing their tale, Cammie called a meeting with the
elders for a decision.

“
Thank you for rising from your beds, everyone. I
apologize for the late hour,” Cammie began. “Riley and
Susan went on a scouting mission to find Alice. As you all know, she
left this morning to wander the woods.”

Some of the elders chuckled, one mumbled grouchily. They
all knew Alice’s penchant for wandering off, but they also knew
she was incredibly responsible and would never worry her mother
needlessly. Everyone had agreed sending Riley and Susan out had been
a good idea.

Cammie smiled and waiting for the chatter to die down.
“I’m going to let Riley tell you what they found.”

Riley rose and cleared his throat before speaking.
“Again, sorry for the late hour, everybody. Ok, Susan and I
went looking for Alice and followed her trail through the woods
pretty easily. At some point, she was injured, shot by poachers from
the looks of it. She’s lost a lot of blood. We followed a trail
of it to a clearing, where there was a skirmish of some sort. A
werewolf was involved.”

Several of the elders gasped loudly at the mention of a
werewolf, assuming the werewolf had attacked the wounded Alice and
dragged her somewhere.

One asked, “Is she ok? Did you find her?”

“
We didn’t actually see her,” Susan
commented.

Riley continued the story. “The poachers ran off
in one direction, and it looks like Alice left with the werewolf.”
He paused and looked at Susan, who nodded at him. “We’re
pretty sure the werewolf carried her. We are positive he took her to
the werewolf camp.”

Shouts from the gathered elders interrupted Riley this
time. Cammie raised her hand for silence. Although she was more
terrified than she could express, she was still the clan leader and
had a job to do. “Guys, let him finish before we start
yelling.” They quieted, giving Riley the respect and quiet he
needed to finish.

Riley smiled at his mother, who smiled encouragingly at
him. Cammie knew her son would one day run the clan, and watching him
now, she knew he’d be a wonderful leader.

“
We tracked them to the werewolf camp, where we
picked up her smell again, as if he put her down. We didn’t see
any more blood, though, so I don’t think her wound is that
serious.” He paused and looked around at the group. “We
couldn’t see her. We have no idea if they’ve done
anything to her, but I’m almost positive, and Susan agrees with
me, that Alice is still alive. We could still smell her.”

Susan nodded and added, “We know how to reach the
camp, but that’s about it. We don’t know what tent we
might find her in or who the leader is for sure.”

Cammie interrupted. “I know who the leader is.
Cruel man named John. Yells a lot.”

One of the elders, a large, hairy man, asked the
question all of them wanted to ask. “So what are we going to
do, Cammie?”

“
My suggestion is to use a diplomatic approach
first. Riley and I will lead a group into the wolf camp. He and I
will be in human form and will address their leader, John.”

“
And what if that doesn’t work?”
another of the elders asked. “Who do you plan to take?”

“
If that doesn’t work, if they can’t
produce my daughter unharmed, we’ll attack. We need to plan
that out tonight so we can go first thing in the morning,”
Cammie told them. Several nodded their agreement. Like the
werewolves, werebears protected their own, with violence if
necessary.

“
Who will you take?” the elder asked again.

“
The warriors.”

“
We haven’t had a battle in so long, I can’t
even remember who the warriors are,” the hairy man said among
laughs. One of the older members slapped his back.

“
It has been peaceful since the werebears and
werewolves claimed their own territories and stayed in them,”
the elderly man sagely commented.

“
Yes it has been, and I’d like to keep it
that way,” Cammie affirmed, nodding her head. “How do we
make our approach, Freddy?”

Freddy, the oldest member of the group, had been their
strategist for decades. His body was incapable of fighting anymore,
but his mind was still brilliant. All eyes turned to him.

“
I suggest the warriors surround the camp at
strategic points. Riley and Susan will have to point those out,”
he added, looking at the two, who nodded their acquiescence. “Cammie
and Riley should enter the camp with only two werebears so as not to
seem threatening. We don’t want them on the defensive right
away.”

“
Perfect plan,” Cammie praised. She turned
to Riley and said, “Riley, can you draw a plan of the camp so
we can place every one tonight and show it to them first thing in the
morning?”

Riley stepped forward with a stick and drew a sketch of
the camp into the dirt. It was rough, but the general idea was there.
“I couldn’t see the entire camp. I was more intent on the
smell of Alice and searching for her, but I have a pretty good idea.”