Her Enemy Protector Bear by Cynthia Wilde
Chapter 12
Nick helped Zoe into the guest bed. Though she insisted that she was fine, he didn't want to leave her by herself for too long, and his bear instinct to protect her was too great to ignore. “I’m just exhausted, Nick,” she said. “Fine so I almost drowned, but I didn’t. I’m fine.” Despite her protestations, he insisted. She didn’t seem to mind his help too much.
“I cleaned an area in the sewing room for Devon downstairs,” he said. “He should be more than comfortable down there. I moved a television in and the couch in there pulls out into a bed.”
“Thank you,” said Zoe, looking at him as he adjusted the covers. “What now?” she asked, her expression serious.
“Tomorrow, we will check on the traps, and then, hopefully, we will find Chell. I will talk to Rafe about what happened to you as well. Then we will keep investigating.” Somethings gotta give.
Zoe reached for his hand, pulling him to her for a kiss. As their lips met, he could feel his bear demanding the satisfaction and completion that only claiming a mate can give, that he was denied the other day. Nick kissed her deeply but forced himself to pull back; he wasn't sure if she was ready yet after her brush with death. And he wanted to be sure. He wanted her, but he didn’t want to rush her. He could wait a little longer. He would do his best to try at least.
She looked at him with a question in her eyes. “If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know. I’ll never be able to thank you enough.” she said. Her hand gently touching his face.
The feeling of her light touch was intense. It wasn't just an arbitrary thank you; there was something else there. Their eyes locked, and the two of them shared an understanding. A bolt of electricity shot through Nick's body, settling on his cock as it strained against his pants.
“That's not necessary,” he said, trying to hold the beast in. “You owe me nothing. I do all of this because I want to, not because I am obligated.”
Zoe's hand moved from his face to his arm. Her fingertips trailed up and down, from his wrist to his elbow, making his hair stand on end with the sensation. She looked at him suggestively, invitation written all over her face. His bear would have his mate. She is not making this easy.
Nick bent down to her and kissed her soft parted lips, allowing his tongue to play along them for a moment. The intensity of the feeling was overwhelming. “Zoe,” he whispered. “I need to settle Devon into his room, but I will be right back.” She smiled at him.
“Another kindness,” she said. “You surprise me, Nick. You are not at all who I thought you were.”
“I hope that is a good thing,” he said, lifting her hand to his lips and kissing her palm.
“Yes,” she breathed. “It definitely is.”
Nick hurried to the sewing room. Devon was already settled on the little couch, resting his head on the arm. Nick roused him. “Let me get this set up for you,” he said. “This couch turns into a bed.”
Nick placed the bed frame down, straightened the mattress, and added some pillows and a soft blanket. Then he showed Devon where the bathroom was and plugged in the TV. “What do you want to watch?” he asked, motioning toward the old set in the corner.
“I don't get to watch it much lately,” said Devon. “But I'd like to. I like the Westerns we catch sometimes, and I love the new Spiderman stuff.”
Nick found a couple of movies for Devon to watch. He showed him how to use the DVD player and let the boy play with the remote for a while to get the hang of it. Once he found something to watch, he was soon engrossed in a movie. Nick bid Devon good night and walked back down the long hall and to then up the stairs to the guest room.
When he opened the door, he saw Zoe sleeping soundly. Nick felt disappointment in the pit of his stomach, but quickly chastised himself. You were just telling yourself it is best to have patience with her. It was late, and she'd had a terrible ordeal. The last thing he wanted to do was wake her. He went back to his room, took a shower, and jumped between the sheets of his king-sized bed, naked and exhausted. He listened and heard nothing but silence. Devon too had gone to bed.
Nick closed his eyes and before he could control himself he was thinking about her. He longed to touch her softness again, to kiss her body, to delve deeply between her thighs; his rock-hard member ached to be inside her, and his bear was getting more and more impatient. He rolled over, trying to sleep, but the thoughts of her wouldn't end. It seemed there was nothing he could do to stop his desire. Then he heard a soft knock on his door. Without thinking of his nakedness, Nick jumped out of bed and opened it a crack. It was Zoe. She was wrapped in a bed sheet, her hair wild, and her eyes full of the same fire he saw in her before.
“May I come in?” she asked. He opened the door to her, his manhood intantly standing at attention. His body was on full display for her beautiful green eyes to see. Once he closed the door, she turned to him and dropped the sheet. Zoe, too, was naked. Her hard, little nipples poking out from her perfectly formed breasts. His hands rested on her waist, his gaze trailed down to her flat stomach that rounded slightly at her hipbones and along her hips.
Nick's eyes raked hungrily down to her soft curly hairs covering the paradise that he knew hid underneath. He licked his lips as he remembered how she tasted. Zoe stared at his body in turn. Nick flexed unconsciously and sent his muscles rippling. Excitement coursed through him. He wanted her right then and there.
Stepping toward her slowly like a predator stalking its prey, he cupped her face in his hands. She tilted her mouth up to him. Her lips looked delicious to him, so soft and perfect. He bent his head down to her and kissed her softly. Zoe moaned into his mouth, encouraging him to go further. He deepened his kiss, opening her mouth with his tongue, exploring her. Zoe matched him with her tongue, the two of them devouring each other ferociously.
Nick moved his hands to her waist, pressing her nakedness to his. Her softness felt so good against his hard body. He wanted to possess her, but he also wanted to take his time, knowing that she wanted this as much as he did. Lifting her up, he walked her over to his bed, placing her tenderly in the center of the massive mattress. Her hair splayed out around her head, and her breasts bobbed with the motion. Nick settled himself between her legs, the length of his erect cock resting along the folds of her already heated slick pussy. His hot mouth trailed down to her nipples, to her lovely breasts, and then even further to her curly little paradise between her legs. She squirmed underneath him, giving out little moaning sighs of pleasure. He wanted to taste her again. But he knew he wouldn’t stop there this time.
He licked his lips as he lifted Zoe's ass up to his face. Her reveled in the feel of her cheeks in his hands as he massaged them. He could see her pussy was already wet, but he still wanted to tease her awhile before giving in to claiming her completely.
Nick dipped his tongue into Zoe's tight little slit and felt her shudder as her hands grabbed at his hair. “Nick,” she whispered. “Oh, Nick.”
With her encouragement, Nick pushed his face into her. She tasted just as good as last time; sweet like candy. He licked her relentlessly, finding her clit, and then sucked at it harder and harder. He loved the feeling of Zoe’s fingers tightening and pulling at his hair. He could hear her panting. Her sweat was slick under his grip; he wanted to taste that too, a little salt after the sweet. He felt her body stiffen as he sucked lightly on her flit again. He darted his tongue even farther into her, swirling circles and figure eights as she came in bursts of breath and moans of pleasure.
He felt her bucking and pulling. He felt her muscles tightening again and again. Her cry sounded like a growl as she came. Nick only licked her harder and deeper as her spasms took away her control, while he still held her in his hands. When her eyes opened to look at him, he set her back down on the bed, kissing the inside of her smooth creamy thighs in parting.
“Well that was nice…” she breathed out and laughed as she stretched on the bed languidly.
“Well, my lady, we can do that anytime,” he said lasciviously. “And I have so many other creative ideas for us.”
Zoe giggled. “Oh do tell,” she said.
Nick nuzzled her neck. “Things like this,” he said, growling into her ear and biting her neck playfully.
“Nick,” she said after fighting him off, and grabbing his face in her hands. “I want you inside me.” The bear inside Nick sprung to action as he felt Zoe's hand move down his body and encircle his throbbing and waiting cock.
He moaned. Her touch was warm and soft as she stroked him up and down. His tender, sensitive skin tingled in anticipation. His arousal almost hurt; he was so hard for her. Zoe's hand grew more insistent, and then she moved her hips to slide her already drenched pussy up and down his shaft.
“Please,” she breathed. “I need you now.”
Nick needed no more words. He quickly covered her with his body and thrust his rock-hard cock deep into her soft waiting flesh. Zoe cried out with ecstasy and pleasure, as her pussy stretched to fit him. She was tight but so wet that he slid in and out with ease as Zoe lifted her hips to him. They rocked back and forth with the rhythm of their union. The two of them were quiet, as their bodies did the talking.
The quiet did not last, however. Zoe's breath started to come in short pants, as her moans grew deeper. Nick felt her muscles tighten around him. Her hands grabbed at his ass as her fingernails dug into his backside. Nick sped up as he plunged even deeper into her. Her breasts bobbing rhythmically as he pounded her.
With each thrust, he felt her body shake underneath him. Her legs wrapping around his hips, as she tried to stifle her cries. Nick loved the way her face contorted as she came around him. Her pussy was slick, her body was hot, and his cock was ready to explode inside her. As he plowed into her even harder he brought a hand to her mouth. She immediately bit it softly as he worked her hole even harder. Nick waited until he felt her shudder, her body wracked with the release of her orgasm, and then he too released. His hot seed flowed deep inside her in waves as his body convulsed.
Nick collapsed on the bed next to Zoe and gathered her in his arms. The two of them lay entwined in the sheets, holding on to one another in a tight embrace. Neither one talking, they only listened to the sounds of the crickets and the lite wind.
“I should probably check on Devon,” said Zoe after a while. “He’s probably fallen asleep with the tv on. He does that all the time.”
Nick kissed her on the forehead. “I don’t think the tv is on but I’ll go check. You should rest.” I know the tv is not on, but I don’t need to explain to her how bear hearing works.
“Okay,” she agreed. “Thank you, I do feel a little tired.”
“No problem,” said Nick. Then he looked at her naked body and trailed his hand from her breast to her hip. “I rather like you looking like this,” he smiled. “But, of course, you will have to wear clothes occasionally.” Zoe playfully hit him with a pillow. “Okay,” he said, defending himself. “I'll be right back.”