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  She pointed to the left. “Down that hallway and it’s the first door on the right.”

  With each step he took toward that destination, his cock grew more erect. He hadn’t been this hard since Lucinda had been alive. Sure he’d jerked off to let off steam, every guy did, but there’d been nothing like what he felt now. The sheer anticipation of being inside a pussy was enough to drive this bear totally mad.

  The door was ajar so he lifted his leg and kicked it wide open with his foot. He marched inside, seeing a bed with a turquoise quilt and a teddy bear sitting on it. He almost wanted to laugh. Soon a bear of a very different nature would be on that bed bringing a different sort of smile to her face.

  Dane walked her to the bed and placed her gently down upon it. She set the three foil packages by her side and began to pull her sweatshirt up over her head.

  “Oh, no you don’t. That’s my job.”

  Dane grabbed the sweater from her and ran his hands under its hem, making sure he made contact with her skin as he passed it up over her shoulders and head.

  He threw it onto the chair that sat by the window.

  “You like to be in command?” asked Melanie.

  “Of course. Hope you don’t have a problem with that?”

  She shook her head. “Turns me on.”

  She lifted her foot and placed it on his crotch, pushing her toes against his erection.

  He took the opportunity to run his hands up her leg before kneeling down and popping open the button on her pants, pulling down the zipper, and parting both sides of the material.

  Floral red panties stared back at him. They even had a cute red bow on the top of them. He flicked it, watching it quiver. Dane pulled on the pants, Melanie lifting her butt until he was able to free her legs.

  She leaned back on her elbows and stared at him. He didn’t know what to tackle next her bra or those panties. Judging by the smell of her, she was wet and hot and probably in need of some loving in the pussy area before anything else.

  He pulled on the top of her panties, easing them downward and kept going. He hadn’t bothered to look at her until they were sitting by her ankles.

  Hair. He couldn’t help but stare. He’d seen photos of nude human women with hair covering their crotches. He hadn’t paid any attention to it, but now he saw it on Melanie’s crotch and it fascinated him. He ran his fingers through the curls which were strawberry blonde. Yet the hair on her head was dark. He guessed she dyed her hair, but why she didn’t like this color intrigued him.

  If he lingered much longer on the curls she’d get suspicious, so he parted her legs and found more to hold his interest. She looked so different to Lucinda and the other shifter women. There was so much more to touch. He ran his finger down over her folds, feeling a tight little bud that puzzled him. He ran his thumb over it and saw her legs jerk.

  Had he hurt her? He had to be tactful here or she’d guess something was wrong.

  “You like that?” he asked.

  “I love it,” she said, opening her legs wider. Her scent met his nostrils, making his cock throb. Her pussy opening glistened and a drop of her juice clung to its entrance. He ran his finger over it, telling himself he wouldn’t, but he couldn’t resist letting his finger slid inside. As he’d thought, she was hot, slippery, and tight. The feel of her turned him on and he couldn’t hold out much longer. He pulled his finger out of her, stood, and unzipped his pants. He pulled them and his boxer shorts down together in one fluid movement. He grabbed his cock, thinking he’d be the big alpha bear and take her quickly and take her to paradise, when she coughed.

  “Are you forgetting something?” she asked.

  She held up one of the black packages and offered it to him.

  Damn, he had forgotten.

  He took if from her and tore open the top, pulling out the circle of rubber. He had no idea how to put this thing on his dick. He was about to look like a dick. However, bears were the most resourceful of animals. Well, that’s what he liked to think. They were also a tiny bit crafty too.

  “Hey, why don’t you do it for me?” He handed the condom back to her.

  “Okay, stand still.”

  He held her shoulders as she placed the thing on the end of his cock and began rolling it downward.

  Holy fuck, the thing was choking his prized possession. How was he supposed to use his dick to the best of his ability, feel and enjoy her pussy with this monstrosity on him? Surely Aiden, Christopher, and Trent hadn’t put up with this humiliation just to fuck a human.

  “It’s a little tight,” she said, making more of an effort to get the thing all the way down his shaft.

  He was about to tell her to take the thing off him, but it was either this or not having sex. Right now he wanted Melanie, so he’d have to put up with it.

  “Okay, all done.”

  He took a deep breath, positive the rubber contraption was shutting off the blood to his cock and balls. He’d fuck her quick and hard and get this thing off him as soon as he could.

  ****

  Melanie hoped Dane hadn’t seen her gulp when he’d unzipped his pants and slipped off his boxers. She also hoped he hadn’t seen her staring, her eyes focused only on his cock. It was as gorgeous as the rest of him, but right now her pussy was having trouble accommodating it.

  Relax, relax, it’s been a while, so you’re tight down there. Truth was he was just so damn big.

  She took a deep breath, finally feeling his cock slip through the entrance and deep within her. Every part of her pussy felt him, and she knew that was a very good thing. Size did matter big time.

  Dane leaned over her some more as she began to relax back onto the pillow on the bed. He kissed her before he began thrusting. It hurt like hell at first, but once her pussy got used to his cock continually hitting its back wall, it started to feel good, real good.

  Melanie put her hands on his arms, fingering his biceps that stood out like giant slabs of concrete. Maybe he could be her bodyguard and lover all rolled into one. He picked up speed and drove deeper and harder, panting and almost groaning like something she’d heard before but couldn’t quite remember exactly.

  She’d never been a woman to orgasm fast but something was already happening and it was making her feel good. She relaxed some more, spreading her legs for him, allowing him to go deeper.

  He grunted, moved at a speed that she didn’t think was even possible.

  “Oh my god, that’s…”

  She couldn’t get the rest of the words out.

  She just climaxed and in record time.

  Dane drove harder, making her come again. She dug her nails into his arm, trying to catch her breath when another orgasm washed over her, making her pussy pulse like it had its own heartbeat.

  He groaned, stopped moving but yet the strangest thing his cock was beating within her pussy. Moving on its own accord. Could too many climaxes so close together make you imagine things?

  She closed her eyes. It was like the vibrator she’d purchased as a gift to herself the first Christmas she’d spent alone, but it paled in comparison to Dane.

  Almost too intense were the last thoughts she had before she blacked out.

  Chapter Seven

  “Melanie, are you okay?”

  Dane rubbed her hands, not sure if that’s what he needed to do when a human had passed out.

  She’d shouted and groaned, and then her head had slumped to one side and her pussy had gripped him so tight, he enjoyed the best release of his life.

  “Cold water,” he told himself.

  He got off the bed, went out of the room, and headed down the hallway to look for the bathroom. It was the last door on the left and he went inside. While in there, he took the opportunity to get the damn condom off his cock, sighing with relief when he heard a snap as it left his shaft.

  It definitely had been worth it. The sex had been off the charts, his orgasm like nothing he’d ever experienced before, even with his beloved Lucinda.

&nbs
p; Sorry, honey, he muttered under his breath.

  Washcloth and cold water. That’s what Melanie needed. He found one hanging by the sink, pulled it down, and proceeded to run it under the cold water. He rang it out and headed back to the bedroom where he slid onto the bed, rolled up the cloth and put it on Melanie’s forehead.

  At first he thought his lovemaking skills had bored her and she’d fallen asleep, but then he’d realized she was out cold. He pivoted the cloth back and forth, back and forth across her head. Her post sex odor hung in the air, making him hard again. Shifters usually had sex at least three times in fast succession on each pairing but knowing what had just happened to Melanie, he wasn’t sure if a human could take that pace.

  Melanie began to murmur and move her head.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  She opened her eyes and looked at him.

  “What happened to me?”

  “You passed out while we were having sex.”

  “I’m so sorry, but it was so intense. My orgasm, almost too much pleasure all at once. How do you move your cock like that?”

  “Like what?”

  “It was vibrating inside me.”

  He had no idea what she was talking about, but once again he’d better play it safe.

  “I’ve always done that. If you don’t like it just tell me and I won’t do it again.”

  “Oh, I like it all right. Again, does that mean what I think?”

  He lay down beside her. Maybe with a little training and conditioning this human could keep up with a shifter.

  He ran his finger down the side of her face before leaning in and kissing her. She had the softest lips and her hair smelled like fresh morning dew, the kind he and his dad used to run through back in their old home.

  Dane rolled her over, leaning his body against her. He tip-toed his fingers down her belly, over her cute navel, and down into the curls that still fascinated him. Continuing downwards his fingers found the moist heat of her folds and pussy entrance.

  He was more than ready for sex again and he knew the drill now. Condom before entry. He couldn’t ask her to put it on a second time. That would look either suspicious or just downright lazy of him. Reaching over her shoulder to the bedside table, he grabbed one of the two remaining packages.

  “You want me to do it for you?”

  “No, I can do it.”

  He pulled out the rubber disk and flopped over onto his back. Melanie rolled onto her side and ran her finger up and down his arm, making all his nerve endings tingle. He placed the condom on end of his shaft and tried to pull it downward just like Melanie had but the damn thing wouldn’t budge.

  She was still caressing his arm. He loved it but really wished she’d stop because it was turning him on, making him harder and the condom was getting tighter. He loosened his grip, letting it dangle momentarily. It waved around on the end of his cock and he felt like an idiot.

  Come on you can do it and your reward is being inside her.

  He pulled again, thought he had it, and then it flew across the room like a deflated balloon.

  Shit.

  Melanie handed him the last of the packages. He’d better get this one on right or he’d be going home a grouchy bear.

  Tearing open the package with gusto, he pulled out the disk, pushed it on his dick, and endured the pain it caused when it encased his shaft. Melanie flipped over onto her belly with her butt looking so enticing. He rolled his body beside her, taking the opportunity to run his hands over each cheek. Lucinda had loved him to spank her, but he’d get to know Melanie a little more just in case she wasn’t into that sort of thing in the bedroom.

  Dane ran his finger down her crack, seeing her cheeks wiggle as she moved her body. Easing himself up so he straddled her, he parted her cheeks with one hand, running his finger around her anus, making her wiggle her butt again. He used his other hand to lift his cock and slip it into her pussy. She was warm and tight.

  He pulled her arms upward, raising them over her head as she sat her left cheek down on the pillow. He rode her, slowly and gently at first; hearing her groan and lift her butt upward. The movement caused his cock to slide in deeper, exciting him more, making him harder and urging him on to ride her faster.

  Dane thrust his hips, moving at a speed he knew only shifters were able. He held her back, hoping she didn’t pass out on him again. She grabbed the quilt and cried into it.

  “More, more of that.”

  Sure I can do that.

  He moved faster than he ever thought he could with Melanie crying out.

  “Don’t you dare stop, even if I pass out again.” Her voice was hoarse now.

  He was tired, so he stopped but let his cock vibrate to allow his body the rest it needed for his own big finale.

  “Oh my god,” cried Melanie. She beat the bed with her fists and feet.

  Her pussy was getting tighter and tighter, and he knew she was close to climax. He gave one final thrust and saw stars like the ones that used to surround their planet. Beautiful shooting ones that he’d hoped to tell his unborn child all about.

  He fell forward, kissing her spine.

  “I think I need to rest,” she said, half asleep.

  “I can let myself out. Is it okay if I call you tomorrow?”

  “You better call me tomorrow,” she said before she fell fast asleep.

  Dane got up, grabbed his clothes, and tiptoed out. He got dressed, left her apartment, and headed back to his car. He smiled. Humans weren’t so bad after all. Well, at least this one wasn’t.

  Chapter Eight

  Melanie woke up the following morning, first opening one eye and then the other. She hadn’t slept this well since the whole nightmare had begun. Her body felt rested and relaxed, just like it used to feel waking up with Mike beside her.

  Had she been dreaming? Was her mind, body, and life so deprived that she’d created a near perfect man, tall, hunky, picked flowers for her, made her laugh, was great in bed? She sat up, swinging her feet around and putting them on the floor.

  Nope, by the way her body felt and the way her pussy was sore from lack of recent use, the man had been very real. She stood, thinking she had to get up for work but today was Sunday. She walked over to her closet and pulled out her sweatpants and top and put them on. Walking out to the hallway, she realized the alarm system hadn’t been armed.

  Sex had made her forget that this place was supposed to be her Fort Knox. She checked the windows and doors, all tightly secured. She turned on the alarm and headed to the kitchen to make herself some tea, and this morning she craved scrambled eggs on toast. Dane had said he’d give her a call but guys often said that without meaning it. She flipped on the TV and took the eggs out of the fridge.

  The commercial was advertising a concert in the local park next weekend. She’d love to go. She’d often loved to go to events like that, but hated doing things by herself. Maybe Dane would feel like joining her. She wondered what he was doing this Sunday morning.

  ****

  Dane whistled as he walked up the path to Aiden and Charlotte’s house. Whistling meant he was happy, right? He’d never whistled before in his entire life, but he guessed that’s what it meant. He rang the doorbell, hearing a dog bark but hadn’t remembered Aiden telling him they’d purchased one.

  Aiden opened the door and the dog he remembered as Barney, aka Christopher’s other best man, made a dash out of the door and ran circles around Dane’s feet and then jumped up, trying to knock the box of chocolates from Dane’s hands.

  “Barney, quit that,” said Aiden. “You want to come in?”

  Dane stepped inside the house with Barney close on his heels.

  “I got these for Charlotte. Lucinda craved chocolate when she first got pregnant,” said Dane.

  “Uncle Aiden, where’s my coloring book?” Dane recognized the cute little flower girl.

  “It’s on the kitchen table with the pens,” said Aiden.

  She turned around and headed t
o the back of the house with Barney chasing after her.

  “Looks like you have your hands full.”

  “Yep, Lilly’s mom and step dad are looking after them while Christopher and Lilly are on their honeymoon, but we said we’d give them a break for the day. I guess it’s good practice for when it’s the real thing.”

  “How’s Charlotte feeling?”

  “She’s doing better but won’t do as she’s told. Doctor’s make the worst patients. You want to come through and give her those chocolates?”

  “Sure.”

  Dane followed Aiden into the living room where Charlotte was sitting on the couch, propped up with lots of pillows behind her. The Sunday paper sat across her lap.

  “I have a bear baring chocolates,” said Aiden.

  “Oh, my favorite kind,” said Charlotte.

  Dane handed the box to her.

  “You want to sit down and visit, and I’ll go get something for us to drink,” said Aiden.

  “Great, thanks.”

  “Coffee okay?”

  “Sure, black, no sugar.”

  “Honey, can you put the laundry in the washing machine, and also check on Kaitlin because I thought I heard her and Barney heading outside.”

  “I told her no because it was too muddy from last night’s rain. And she just asked for her coloring book.”

  “Yeah, but you’ll figure out very quickly that kids lie.”

  “I guess I better go and look.” Aiden left the room, and Dane sat. He had wanted to bring her the chocolates, but he also had an ulterior motive too. He wanted to know more about human women. There was so much he wanted to ask Charlotte but didn’t know where to start.

  “Something’s on your mind,” she said.

  He’d never discussed sex before with a woman, but she was a doctor so what better person to talk to.

  “I met this woman at the wedding. In fact, it’s Melanie who runs the Lodge.”

  “She was so sweet when I felt faint. Pretty too.”

  Dane nodded. “We went to the movies yesterday and when we got back to her place we…”

  By the burning feel in his cheeks and neck, Dane sensed he was blushing. This was more awkward then he’d thought.