Hard (The Bear Chronicles of Willow Creek #2) (12 page)

Chapter Sixteen

Liza

ROLLING OVER
for the fifth time, I do my best to get comfortable, but nothing is helping. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t go to sleep. For some reason, thoughts of Natalie are filling my mind. I texted her a dozen times today, and she didn’t respond once. Usually, she’s the one blowing up my phone, so the dead air is making me nervous. I have to wonder if Mr. Adams somehow got a hold of her phone. 

Eli rolls over and tosses an arm across my waist, pulling me into his side. “What’s wrong, babe? Did I not wear you out enough?”

I have to laugh at his question, positive he already knows the answer. He definitely did his best to wear me out. Two hours of Eli’s hard fucking should have knocked my ass out, but it didn’t. Instead, my body feels deliciously achy while my mind is in overdrive. 

“Don’t worry, big man. You did your duty.” I press my body into his and let out a long sigh as I run my fingers through the coarse hair on his chest. “I just have a lot on my mind tonight.”

His hand rubs a slow circle over my hip as he asks, “What’s keeping you up, Liza? You know you can tell me anything.”

I lie there silently, debating on what to tell him or even if I should say anything at all. I know telling him the truth about my foster father will bring out his protective alpha side, and that could be dangerous for Mr. Adams and for him. On the other hand, I hate to lie to Eli. Just the thought of not telling him the truth makes bile crawl up my throat. For some reason, this man makes me want to swing my closet door wide open and let it all out. 

Taking a deep breath, I tell him my darkest secret. “My foster father was always trying to have sex with me, ever since I was a kid.”

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, Eli is rearing back, his body automatically tight with tension. “What the fuck? What did he do to you?” he growls out as his arm becomes a steel band around my waist. “And tell me the truth. Don’t leave a damn thing out.”

Wiggling just enough to loosen his hold, I go on. “Nothing ever happened. I knew how to protect myself from him.”

“Did he touch you?” Eli asks, but I can hear the bear rising up in his voice. 

“No, not even once,” I reply quickly, not mentioning all the accidental brushes of Mr. Adams’ hands. “But, I’m worried about my foster sister, Natalie.”

Nat is such a sweetheart. Just the thought of that bastard touching her makes my stomach roll. I wish there was something I could do to get her out of there, or at least to make sure he won’t ever lay a hand on her. But, there’s not. Family Services is not gonna give her to a woman with no job who’s living in her sister’s house. Especially one living out of state. 

“That’s the one you’re always texting?” he asks quietly.

My hand moves down to his, and I intertwine our fingers. “Yeah, she’s a great kid, but she’s been through hell. Her parents were shit, and she had no one to help her out. She doesn’t deserve to have an old man sniffing around after her.”

Different scenarios run through my mind as I consider the best way to help her. Of course, I consider calling Family Services or even the cops, but I’m worried that will only make it worse. At least, where she’s at now, I know what to expect. If she went somewhere else, it could be better. Then again, it could be a hell of a lot worse.

 “I want to help her, but I don’t know how. Anything I do could make it worse,” I say, blowing out a frustrated breath. 

Eli is quiet for a moment, but I can feel the anger coming off him in heated waves. His entire body is tight with tension, and his chest is rumbling. I can even feel the tips of his claws lying against my naked back. He’s about to lose control to his bear, and as much as I love his furry half, I don’t want to share a bed with a bear.

Knowing I need to do something before he blows, I roll into him and place a kiss on his whisker-covered chin. “There’s nothing I can do about it tonight, so why don’t you work your magic again and knock me out.”

Smirking down at me, he says, “Now that I can do.” His hands instantly move to my ass, giving it a tight squeeze. 

With those words, he rolls us so he is above me. Looking into my eyes, he says, “I will never let anyone or anything hurt you. You know that, right?”

Raising my head to kiss his lips, I whisper, “Yes, baby, I know that.”

After everything that’s happened between us, and everything that I’m sure is still to come, I decide that I’m ready to make a very important decision tonight with my husband-to-be.

“Eli,” I say as he begins kissing down my body. “I wanted to talk to you about one more thing before I put you to work.”

Laughing, he looks up at me and waits for me to continue.

“I know we’ve talked about it before, and you told me you would wait until I was one-hundred percent sure, and I’m positive I’ve never been surer of anything else in my entire life.”

Continuing to remain silent, Eli looks down at me with a quizzical look upon his rugged face.

“I want you to mark me,” I whisper. “I’m ready to complete the mating bond with you.”

Looking into his eyes, I can see the desire and excitement to mark me shining through. As always, however, Eli puts my needs before his own and asks, “Are you sure, Angel? I know how scary this all is to you. I don’t want you to ever regret this. It’s too important, too big of a step for us to regret.”

Climbing onto his lap, I straddle him and run my fingers through the hair at the base of his head. “I’m positive, Eli. Make me yours in every way possible.”

Apparently not needing to be told twice, Eli stands and immediately heads upstairs to our bedroom. I’ve been meaning to bring up the topic of us moving into his house, but honestly, I’m not sure if I’m ready to leave Amelia yet. As much as I want to start my life with Eli, we all seem to be quite content living together.

Seeming to read my mind, Eli says, “One day soon, we need to move into my place. I want to be able to fuck you wherever I want without worrying about who’s going to walk in.”

Kissing up his neck, I suck his earlobe into my mouth before releasing it and whispering, “Deal.”

Walking into our room, Eli kicks the door shut behind him and tosses me onto the bed. Landing with a bounce, a giggle escapes me as he stalks around the bed before lunging at me. Not even bothering to try to get away from him, I lie there in anticipation of what’s to come, hoping that it’s everything Eli has said it will be.

Caging me between his arms, Eli wastes no time at all before he leans in and devours my mouth. His skillful tongue enters my mouth with a gentle sweep before twining with mine in an exotic dance that I will never get enough of.

Desperate to feel his skin, I begin pulling his shirt up with one hand as I attempt to undo his jeans with the other. Seemingly as desperate as I am, Eli jumps from the bed and tears his clothes from his body before I can even blink an eye.

Taking a moment to enjoy the view in front of me, I allow my eyes to gaze down his body, taking in everything from the look of hunger upon his face, to the rippled abs, and lastly, the giant cock standing at attention between his legs.

“You like what you see, Angel?” he asks as he fists his cock in his hand and gives it a few jerks up and down.

Zeroing in on the drop of pre-cum on the head of his dick, I lick my lips before rising to my knees and removing my own shirt. Getting off the bed, I make quick work of the rest of my clothes until I too am standing completely bare before him.

Taking a step toward him, I give him no time to anticipate what I’m about to do and drop to my knees in front of him. Looking up through my lashes, I give him a playful smirk before lacing my hands behind my back. Leaning forward, I lick my lips once before I can no longer hold back and then snake my tongue out to collect the drop of cum glistening on the tip of his gorgeous dick.

Glancing back up at him again, I whisper, “Mmm, fuck. You taste so good, baby. I’m all yours. Do whatever you want with me.”

“Fuck, Angel. That has got to be the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.” Grabbing a hold of my hair with both of his hands, he guides me toward his eager cock.

“You want me to fuck your mouth?” Nodding as much as I can in his grip, I release a moan and open my mouth to encourage him to enter me.

Needing no more encouragement, he slips the head of his dick into my mouth and begins to gently thrust his dick in and out.

His head rolls back as a sigh leaves him. “You have no idea how amazing it feels to have your hot mouth on me, Angel. I will never get enough of fucking you any way I can get you.”

Releasing a moan of approval, I lean forward slightly, taking him deeper into my mouth. The second the head of his dick reaches the back of my throat, I push forward just a little bit more and swallow around him.

“Holy fuck,” he shouts as he holds me against him. “Fuck me. Do that again. That’s right, Angel. Swallow my cock.”

Swallowing around him a few more times, he abruptly pulls me off of him, leaving me gasping for air.

“No more. I need to fuck that tight little cunt now. Lean over the edge of the bed and show me that hot little ass, Angel.”

Standing, I follow his orders and lean over the edge of the mattress, swaying my hips from side to side. I’m so turned on from sucking his dick that I can literally feel my juices as they run down the inside of my thighs. I always need Eli, but the need I feel within myself at the moment is enough to leave me breathless.

The moment I feel his body as he comes up behind me, I still in anticipation of what’s to come. Suddenly, they’re a crack as his hand lands on my ass, and the sweetest pain I’ve ever felt rolls over my body. I’m utterly powerless beneath my mate.

“Fuck, Eli. Please, fuck me. I need you so bad, baby.”

Slapping my other cheek, he doesn’t wait for my response and slides into me.

Clenching the bedding, a moan of completion leaves me as he begins to thrust in and out of me at the most delicious pace.

Wrapping his hand around my throat, he pulls me back toward him so that his chest is flush with my back, never faltering in his powerful thrusts.

“Fuck me. I can’t hold out anymore.” Tilting my head to the side, I feel him tense for the briefest of moments before feeling a sharp prick in my neck.

The moment his fangs penetrate my skin, I explode into the most mind-blowing orgasm I’ve ever experienced. The sensations moving over me are so powerful that my vision starts to fade as I shake and writhe against him.

Once he releases my neck from his hold, the room is suddenly filled with the sound of a fierce growl as I feel him begin to pulsate inside of me. This time, however, I’m unsure if it’s just because of how out of it I feel, but I swear his orgasm must last at least five minutes as jet after jet of his cum fill me.

As soon as he stops, we both collapse to the bed, soaked in sweat and panting like we’ve just ran a marathon.

“Holy fuck,” I say on a groan. “If I had known that was what it was like to be marked by you, I would have offered myself up a hell of a lot sooner.”

Chuckling, he leans forward and lazily licks at the puncture wounds on my neck before nuzzling into my hair.

“I am more than willing to do that anytime you want, Angel. All you have to do is say the words and I’m yours.”

Chapter Seventeen

Eli

WALKING INTO
the living room, I find Liza curled up on the couch with her phone in her hand. She has a smile on her face, and her fingers are moving so fast, they’re just a blur. I let out a relieved breath, knowing she must have got a hold of her foster sister. 

Sitting down beside her, I pull her into my lap. “Talking to Natalie, Angel?”

She finishes her message then tosses the phone onto the couch before nodding her head. “Yeah, her phone was dead, and she couldn’t find her charger. She finally found it this morning and texted me right away. I guess I overreacted for nothing.”

“That’s good.” I smile at her, hoping she can’t tell what is going on in my mind. 

If she knows my plans, she’ll try to stop me. I would do just about anything for this woman, but not even she can stop me from teaching the child molesting bastard a lesson. The fucker needs to know that someone is watching his ass, and if he so much touches another little girl, he’s a dead man. 

She pushes up and gives me a kiss on the chin. “I was worried for nothing. At least, now I can breathe again. It just feels so wrong leaving her behind with a pig like him, ya know? I really don’t think a day has gone by since I’ve been here that I haven’t felt guilty about leaving her behind. I’ve always been the one to protect, and I just up and walked away like everyone else in her life. She’s too young to be going through all of this shit on her own.”

I want to shout that she should never have a reason to worry about a perverted fuck like him. Instead, I nod. “I understand where you’re coming from, but there wasn’t a damn thing you could do about it, Angel. The system never would have allowed you to take her out of there. So, were you overreacting? Yeah, maybe you were. Was it justified? Hell yes, it was.”