Bear Home for Christmas: BBW Holiday Paranormal Bear Shifter Romance (Christmas Bear Shifter Romance Book 1) by Ariana Hawkes Page A
Authors: Ariana Hawkes
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Granger’s mom had put out a fluffy peach bathrobe for her. She took her clothes off and stepped into the wet room, sighing as the rain-forest shower beat down on her body.
When she was done, she wrapped the bathrobe around her body, luxuriating in its softness, and looked at her clothes. It seemed weird to get dressed again after the shower. She shrugged. Maybe she’d just stay in the robe.
As she opened the bathroom door, Granger pulled himself up from his lounging position on the bed, and gazed at her, his pupils dilating with desire. He came over to her, took her in his arms, and kissed her on the lips.
“You look so pretty and soft, all damp from the shower,” he murmured. “Let me just get in the shower too, and I’ll be right with you.”
While he was in the bathroom, she sat on the bed, drying herself carefully. He’d dimmed the lights and the room was bathed in a soft, golden glow. Being naked under the robe made her feel very vulnerable, yet aroused. She imagined him taking it off. Would he rip it off in one go in the heat of passion, or would he slide it off, slowly, sensually? She found she liked both of those ideas equally. She felt an ache between her thighs, vague at first, and quickly becoming a deep throb. She hadn’t known it was possible to want someone the way she wanted Granger. Her desire was all-consuming, as if every nerve of her body was calling out to him.
She was thinking about him so intensely that when he finally emerged from the bathroom, she was startled. And even more so when she saw that he was wearing only a towel. Her lips parted, she watched him walk over to her, a sexy smile illuminating his handsome features. He sat next to her on the bed, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her on the mouth, lightly at first, then more searchingly. She laid a tremulous hand on his shoulder, and as her fingers made contact with his damp, velvety skin, something inside her snapped, and she forgot her reticence. She began to run her hands all over his torso, savoring the firmness of his pecs and abs, the huge muscles of his shoulders, and the powerful muscles of his back. His body was unbelievable; just incredible. She filled her nostrils with the scent of his skin, enhanced by its dampness. He moved off her mouth and began to kiss her neck, tracing a line of soft feathery kisses all the way to her collarbones. He opened the neck of the robe a little wider to allow him better access to her shoulders, and he kissed them too. Slowly, slowly he began to slide the robe off her shoulders. Taking a deep breath, she unfastened the belt, allowing the robe to open as he wanted it to. He planted kisses all over her décolletage, and then the valley between her breasts, tugging at the robe until her breasts were revealed. She felt a flicker of dread, self-conscious about their size. With a sigh of pleasure, he dipped his head to her right nipple, licking it softly, before taking it into his mouth. She moaned. God, her nipples were sensitive! His right hand cupped her other breast, grazing the nipple with his callused thumb. As she watched his dark head, bending to her body, making her feel incredible, she felt like the top of her head was lifting off. He moved from one breast to the other, taking his sweet time, as if he couldn’t get his fill of her. She was dimly aware that she was clutching his back, kneading at his muscles, when he lifted his head and whispered, “let’s lie down.” He pulled back the covers and she climbed into the bed, clutching the robe at her waist. Granger lay beside her.
“Noelle, I can’t believe you’re here, in my bed,” he whispered. “I feel like I’ll wake up tomorrow and discover that it was all a Christmas fantasy.” She laughed.
“No, I’m right here – ” she broke off as he stripped off his towel, becoming fully naked. His cock was big and hard, and at the sight of it, the ache between her thighs became a burn. She felt silly still wearing
When she was done, she wrapped the bathrobe around her body, luxuriating in its softness, and looked at her clothes. It seemed weird to get dressed again after the shower. She shrugged. Maybe she’d just stay in the robe.
As she opened the bathroom door, Granger pulled himself up from his lounging position on the bed, and gazed at her, his pupils dilating with desire. He came over to her, took her in his arms, and kissed her on the lips.
“You look so pretty and soft, all damp from the shower,” he murmured. “Let me just get in the shower too, and I’ll be right with you.”
While he was in the bathroom, she sat on the bed, drying herself carefully. He’d dimmed the lights and the room was bathed in a soft, golden glow. Being naked under the robe made her feel very vulnerable, yet aroused. She imagined him taking it off. Would he rip it off in one go in the heat of passion, or would he slide it off, slowly, sensually? She found she liked both of those ideas equally. She felt an ache between her thighs, vague at first, and quickly becoming a deep throb. She hadn’t known it was possible to want someone the way she wanted Granger. Her desire was all-consuming, as if every nerve of her body was calling out to him.
She was thinking about him so intensely that when he finally emerged from the bathroom, she was startled. And even more so when she saw that he was wearing only a towel. Her lips parted, she watched him walk over to her, a sexy smile illuminating his handsome features. He sat next to her on the bed, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her on the mouth, lightly at first, then more searchingly. She laid a tremulous hand on his shoulder, and as her fingers made contact with his damp, velvety skin, something inside her snapped, and she forgot her reticence. She began to run her hands all over his torso, savoring the firmness of his pecs and abs, the huge muscles of his shoulders, and the powerful muscles of his back. His body was unbelievable; just incredible. She filled her nostrils with the scent of his skin, enhanced by its dampness. He moved off her mouth and began to kiss her neck, tracing a line of soft feathery kisses all the way to her collarbones. He opened the neck of the robe a little wider to allow him better access to her shoulders, and he kissed them too. Slowly, slowly he began to slide the robe off her shoulders. Taking a deep breath, she unfastened the belt, allowing the robe to open as he wanted it to. He planted kisses all over her décolletage, and then the valley between her breasts, tugging at the robe until her breasts were revealed. She felt a flicker of dread, self-conscious about their size. With a sigh of pleasure, he dipped his head to her right nipple, licking it softly, before taking it into his mouth. She moaned. God, her nipples were sensitive! His right hand cupped her other breast, grazing the nipple with his callused thumb. As she watched his dark head, bending to her body, making her feel incredible, she felt like the top of her head was lifting off. He moved from one breast to the other, taking his sweet time, as if he couldn’t get his fill of her. She was dimly aware that she was clutching his back, kneading at his muscles, when he lifted his head and whispered, “let’s lie down.” He pulled back the covers and she climbed into the bed, clutching the robe at her waist. Granger lay beside her.
“Noelle, I can’t believe you’re here, in my bed,” he whispered. “I feel like I’ll wake up tomorrow and discover that it was all a Christmas fantasy.” She laughed.
“No, I’m right here – ” she broke off as he stripped off his towel, becoming fully naked. His cock was big and hard, and at the sight of it, the ache between her thighs became a burn. She felt silly still wearing
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