Shifters of Grrr 1 (94 page)

“Not too big, I hope.”

“Ada, you’re perfect. Don’t ever apologise for your beautiful body.”

She bit her lip, watching his face as she undid the button on her shorts and slowly lowered the zipper. She was killing him, and it was quite honestly the sexiest thing he’d ever seen when she bent and lowered her shorts. He grabbed the sarong as she stepped free of her clothes. Ada reached a hand out for it, and he shook his head.

“Let me look a moment.”

Her bikini was vividly coloured, large flowers over a bright blue background.

“You like flowers, Ada.” Ranger’s voice had dropped a little, and he couldn’t wait for the opportunity to send her bouquets. Daily.
Would that be too much?
He wondered, shaking out her sarong.

He held it up. “Come here.”

She stepped right to him, no hesitation, and he slid his arms around her soft waist. “Fucking shame to cover these curves, but I’ve had this picture in my head of following your lovely ass down to the water, watching it move underneath the sarong.”

Ada leaned into him as he took it behind her.
 

“Oh, I highly recommend that. The walk from the waterfall following your hard butt along the track was the best hike I’ve ever done. Asses are sexy as hell moving beneath a thin veil of cloth.”

He nudged her towards the beach. “Let me confirm that.”

Ranger followed a short distance behind, watching as she walked with a deliberate, sexy sway that made him want to rush her and take her down. She stopped near the water’s edge.
 

The surf was sizeable, the tide was coming in, and there wasn’t another person around. He knew they had the area to themselves, and he hoped Ada would run with his plan. He hastily threw off his clothes.

“Skinny dipping again, Ranger?”

“I hate wearing clothes when I swim. Might be a bear thing, but it’s probably because it just feels so good.”

She was giving him a good look-over, taking her time as she checked him out, and she looked hungry. Her fingers fumbled at the knot of the sarong and damn, neither he nor his bear could wait any longer. He took her hand away and flicked the knot apart, the sarong falling to the ground.

“Do you need any help with the other ties?”

She moved her head slowly, side to side, with an impossibly sexy grin as she removed her bikini top, then stepped out of her pants.

Saints alive, she was a vision, and his cock immediately stiffened to fully erect. Her legs were long and thick, her hips broad, stomach curving softly to her waist, and fuck, those tits.
 

“Turn around,” he said gruffly.

Forget the tits, her ass was fantastic.

“Let’s get into the water, I need some help from the sea.”

Ada laughed, grabbing his hand as she set off at a run. They both yelled when they hit the cold water.

“It’s freezing,” Ada shouted, slowing down.

“No stopping now,” he said, tugging her hand. Definitely, no stopping now.

He pulled her deeper into the water, holding her fast as a wave washed over them. They were both drenched, and he watched, enchanted, as the water ran in rivulets from her shoulders and across her breasts. Her nipples were brown and tight from the cold, and he leaned in and took one in his mouth.

Ada’s hand gripped his head, holding him against her as he sucked. Another wave broke across them, throwing them off balance so that they both lost their footing and went under the water. He found the ground and pushed up, bringing her with him, taking the opportunity to grab a kiss as she gasped for air. His cock pressed against her soft belly, pulsing with desire when she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Fuck, with little effort he could bury himself inside her right now.
 

He brushed her hair back over her shoulders and wiped her eyes. He needed to see the passion there, the want, and he wasn’t disappointed.

“I want to fuck you Ada, make you come, taste you, tease you, and make you come again. Make you come once more,” he growled. “Is any of that okay with you?”

“Multiple orgasms sound promising.” She grinned as he nudged his cock against her right as the next wave swamped them again, knocking them down.

They were both laughing when they surfaced.
 

“The surf is being very uncooperative today.”

“Ruining all my plans. Back to the shore with you.” He led her to the beach, boosted repeatedly by the waves as if the ocean itself was urging him to hurry along.

His impatient bear wanted to stop right there on the beach and make love to his mate, and much as Ranger wanted to, he wasn’t about to subject Ada to sand in awkward places.
 

As he pulled her up the beach, he bent and gathered their clothing with one broad sweep of his arms. He tossed them onto a sun lounger as they passed, then scooped Ada up to carry her into his house.

“Put me down, crazy dude. I’ll break your back.”

“As if,” he rumbled, his voice even deeper now with his bear urging him on. That part of him would settle once he had Ada in his bed.

CHAPTER SIX

~ADA~

Ranger’s house was amazing inside. It was one huge open-plan room, dominated by a massive bed that afforded a view straight through the doors and out to sea. In the other corner were a couple of old armchairs and a daybed, built-in book cases, and a small kitchen. It was genuine old beach-house chic that would be difficult to replicate without appearing pretentious.

She was still in his arms, and he turned slowly to show her the entire place.

“The bathroom is through that door out the back, if you need to use it.”

The flutter in her stomach was from anticipation, rather than nerves. Her weight didn’t appear to bother him in the least, as he held her with ease.
 

“Is there anything you need?” he asked.

“Just you,” Ada replied, astounded by her boldness. She pushed the fact that she’d only known him a few hours right out of her head. It didn’t bother Ranger, particularly with his talk of fated mates, and for whatever reason, she trusted his motives were genuine.

He carried her to the bed, laying her back against the pillows. Being naked like this, sunshine streaming in across the bed, and the light gauze curtains billowing in the sea breeze, felt completely right.

“You look like a goddess,” he said, straddling her. Ducking down, he took her mouth.

He was firm this time, as if knowing what awaited him, demanding rather than coaxing a response from her. She was right with him for that as her own animal lust surged through her. There would be a time for gentle kisses and teasing exploration later; right now, Ada wanted him with a desperation she’d never before experienced.

He made a trail of feverish kisses down to her breasts, taking first one, then the other into her mouth. He tormented her nipples, kneading her tits as he swapped his mouth from one to the other.

“Wish I had two mouths,” he mumbled at one stage, drawing a completely unsexy snort from Ada.

Any attempt to lift her hips was futile as he pinned her with his weight. Fuck, it was lovely being trapped by him while he did devastating things with his mouth. When he continued across her belly, the weight of his balls brushed over her thighs with promise.
 

“You know what you smell like to me, Ada? Your scent tells me you’re my mate, who’s ready to fuck. Is that what you want?”

“Please, Ranger…yes.”

“I’ve waited all my life for you and I’m fighting hard here to contain myself. The wild part of me,” he slipped a hand between her legs, cupping her pussy and squeezing with exquisite pressure, “wanted to bury my cock in here, about four hours ago.”

Ada nodded frantically. Yep, she wanted that too.

He squeezed again. “I haven’t even slipped a finger between these beautiful plump lips, but I can feel your juice there, waiting to be scooped up, to be tasted.” His hand moved in a precise massaging motion.

Ada groaned hard, almost sounding as though she had her own bear battling to escape. She’d never been touched like that before, and if he kept up with that pressure, she was going to come.
 

“Ranger, please. Oh my god.”

“Let go for me, Ada. Come on, I can tell you like this. You’re becoming wetter by the second.”

This was insane. He hadn’t touched her clit or pushed a finger inside her, but gave her this insane pressure from his hand over her entire pussy. The heel of his palm pressing at the top of her clit, his fingers a constant pressure over the thickness of her swollen pussy lips, was exquisite torture.

She couldn’t even lift up to him, pinned as he had her. Nor could she circle her hips that way you did when chasing the elusive flutter that would become something far greater, if only you could get the touch just right.

But Ranger’s touch was more than
just
right. It was perfect. She moaned his name again and he continued with his encouraging words.

“That’s it, beautiful. I want to watch you come. Want to see those eyes change, watch the pleasure you feel dance across your face. Let me do this for you. Fuck, you smell good enough to eat. Come for me now, and I’ll lick you clean.”

The orgasm that had hovered thundered through her the way the waves on the beach had crashed on the shore. She cried out Ranger’s name and he kept the pressure between her legs, murmuring to her until the last spasms of orgasm died away.

“Like that, do you?” he asked with a grin.

Ada’s vision had barely cleared, but she nodded enthusiastically. “I’m not stroking your ego, here, but I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”

“Let’s see if we can add to your experiences, then. I hate to think my mate’s missed out on things she should have been enjoying. On the other hand, I’m glad I’m the first to show you.”

He climbed off her and took hold of her knees, slipping her legs over his shoulders in an effortless move. Again, he started with the gentle nibbling kisses up the inside of her thighs, the kisses that grew sharper, bringing a tingling sensation to the tender spot where he nipped at the junction right at the top of her legs.
 

Normally, Ada would have been satisfied with that one mind-blowing orgasm, but Ranger had made her insatiable. He parted her lips with his thumbs, gazing at her pussy.

“So fucking wet, Ada. So beautiful.”

It seemed that he worshiped her, and his words went straight to her chest, wrapping themselves around her heart as if to prove how precious she was to him. She couldn’t even compare him to other guys she’d been out with, because there was no point, no comparison, and she didn’t want to bring thoughts of anyone else into her place with Ranger.

His tongue was magic.

“Are you sure you’re not a lizard shifter?” She managed to gasp, before throwing her head back and giving herself over to him.

Ranger lifted his head and winked at her. “Just a bear who likes his honey, daily.”

Ada didn’t know if she could survive every day like this, but she’d give it her best shot. Hell yeah.

With every part of her so sensitive, the breath rushed from her lungs as he sucked on her clit. His tongue never stopped flicking, and it felt as though every nerve in her body connected and fired directly to her pussy. This was a fast build-up, and when he slid two fingers inside of her, curling them and magically finding that screamingly sensitive spot, she cried out, begging him to fuck her.
 

He didn’t need to be asked twice.

Ranger lowered her legs, sliding his body over hers, pulling her legs around him as he clamped down on her mouth. His tongue feathered over hers, letting her taste herself on him as the fat head of his cock rubbed at the swollen entrance of her cunt.

He lifted his head. “Fuck, you’re so wet, so ready for me. You tell me if I’m too rough.”

“You can’t be too rough. I want you to fuck me hard, fuck me exactly the way you need to. Don’t hold back.”

“Be careful what you wish for, sweetheart.”

She was shaking now, trembling with need.

“That’s it, Ada, you hold onto that orgasm and we’ll come together. Do you think you can control yourself?”

“No,” she murmured, “no, don’t ask me to do that.”

His grin suggested he’d thought of a new way to torment her, and as she lost herself in the brilliant flashes of his eyes, he gave a hard shove, burying himself fully inside her.

Her cry merged with the deep rumble reverberating through his chest.
 

He lifted his hips, withdrawing until the head of his cock almost left her, then plunged again.

“Home. That’s it, babe, you take all of me, right where I belong.”

Ranger raised himself to his hands, dropping his head to watch as he repeatedly plunged his cock into her. Wet sounds mixed with their moans and senseless words.

“Perfect, fucking, fit.” He ground the words out with three deep thrusts.

Ada gripped his shoulders, her fingernails digging in as she met his thrusts, rubbing her clit against him every time he buried himself to the depth of her.