Black Market Bear (A BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Genesis Valley Book 2) (10 page)

“Arianna?” He growled loudly, stepping into the room as his voice filled the space.

“Over here!” she shouted.

He spun to the right, going rigid at the sight in front of him.

Arianna was strapped to a bed with all sorts of electrodes and leads connected to her. Standing beside her, with something held to her throat, was a man in a white coat. His hands were gloved and he had a surgical mask over his mouth, though the rest of his face was exposed.

His eyes were wide with terror and as Ajax watched, his hands shook.

“Doc,” he said calmly. “You do not want to be here right now. Put it down, and step away.”

“Ajax they put something into me!” Arianna shouted. Her voice was no longer panicked, he noted. It was, if anything,
angry.
Understandable, he knew, but it was rather unusual in situations like this.

“Just move away, doctor,” Ajax said, trying to play the voice of calmness.

His eyes were focused forward, but his ears were listening behind him, waiting for the sound of alarms or more booted feet.

“You promise you won’t kill me?” The doctor’s voice was nervous and shaky.

“I promise. Just move away from the woman.”

His eyes darted back and forth between Ajax and Arianna several times before he nodded uneasily and removed the surgical knife from her neck.

“Is anything going to go wrong if I remove all of this from her?” Ajax said as he took a step closer to Arianna’s side.

“What? No,” the doctor said. “But you mustn’t do that.”

“Why not?” Ajax asked dangerously.

“My experiments!”

“Will she be harmed if they are removed?” Ajax repeated.

“No, no, of course not, but—”

The doctor’s voice ended in a scream as the baton Ajax had been holding behind his back hit him in the stomach, sending him to the floor in a heap as he instinctively curled up. The only issue with that was it meant he curled
around
the baton. Mercifully the doctor either passed out, or his heart gave up as he lapsed into silence after a few seconds.

“Hey,” he said in a completely different voice as he reached Arianna’s side.

“Hi,” came the soft reply, and then, “what took you so long?”

He snorted. “It’s your fault. Should have told me we were playing hide and seek.”

Arianna laughed.

They spent a few quick moments removing the IV lines and other equipment that had been affixed to various parts of her body.

“Get me out of here,” she said as she struggled to remove the last lead. There were still thick leather straps holding her in place.

With a gleeful growl he ripped them straight from the upright table they had laid her upon. Arianna stumbled into his arms with a solidness that caught him off guard.

“Everything okay?” he asked her.

“Yeah,” she said, not sounding particularly sure of herself at first.

Ajax raised a questioning eyebrow.

“Yeah,” Ari said again, her voice stronger, more confident this time. “Yeah, I think I am.”

She stood up on her own, taking a few tentative steps to get her balance.

“Easy,” he murmured, staying close by.

“I got this,” she told him confidently after a moment, pushing him firmly back.

Ajax stared down at his chest where she had touched him. Something was…different.

They didn’t have time to diagnose things though; they had to go.
Now
. Grabbing Arianna’s hand, they dashed back down the hallway. The doctor had had a swipe card on him, and it served to open up door after door as they fled into the complex. Neither of them knew where they were going. They were just hoping for blind luck. They encountered several guards, but none of them were able to draw guns or batons before Ajax was upon them.

“Ajax!” Arianna shouted, sliding to a halt and pulling hard on his arm as they flew past another passage.

He looked down at the fingers wrapped around his bicep.

“Yes?” he asked, shaking off the feeling that something was amiss once again.

“Look!” she said, dragging him back to the crossway of corridors.

There, part way down was a standard red
Exit
sign. The pair dashed toward it.

“Okay, this is likely to set off a fire alarm, so we’re going to have to run, and run fast once we’re outside.”

Arianna nodded.

“Oh hell,” he swore, pulling her close and mashing his lips against hers briefly before pushing through the door.

Alarms did begin to sound, but it didn’t matter.

“Holy shit,” he said softly.

They weren’t in the middle of some compound. Ajax had figured they would have to find a vehicle and drive off somewhere to finally escape, or something even more complex. Much to his surprise though, the door opened up onto the sidewalk in the middle of the city.

“Come on!” he shouted, tugging Arianna after him. Together the pair bobbed and weaved, disappearing into the city crowds as best they could. It was made more difficult by the white gown she was wearing, and the fact that he was well over six and a half feet tall. But they managed.

***

“Did we really just manage to pull all of that off?” she asked as the door closed behind her.

“I think so,” he replied with a half-laugh.

After their escape into the city, they had taken a taxi to Arianna’s place. Like him, she had left her wallet and any identifying markers behind besides cash when she had sneaked into the facility. When Ajax had discovered that, he had felt pride beating inside of him. She was smart.

From there, they swung by his hotel, collected all of his things, and then proceeded to walk, cab, walk, cab and even at one point take the bus as they moved around the city to get a new hotel. Ajax paid cash for the room, giving a fake name.

“What do we do now?” Arianna asked, walking around the room in a daze.

“I’d like you to rest and relax,” he said just a little bit forcefully. “I don’t know what they did to you, and what any of the side effects may be.”

“I told you,” she said, stepping closer. “They injected me with something, but then they got angry and kept saying that it still wasn’t working over and over again.”

“I know,” he said, taking her outstretched arm and raising it over her head, forcing Arianna to twirl slowly on the spot. When she was facing away from him he let the arm drop and stepped in close, putting his two arms around her, holding her tight. “But that doesn’t mean that you haven’t been through a lot.”

“Mmm,” she said noncommittally.

Her hips moved gently against his. Ajax froze, trying to fight down the kneejerk reaction to that sort of pressure against him.

“Everything okay back there?” Ari said in a much, much different voice.

“Just fine,” he replied, his voice strained.

“You sound tense,” she all but purred, taking charge of the situation much to his dismay.

And enjoyment. You’re trying to be a gentleman, but don’t lie. You want this as much as she does.

“Not at all,” he said, a lie they both saw through with ease.

“I think you are,” she told him.

Arianna spun in his arms, her big eyes looking up at him.

“Would you like some help with that?” she asked.

He swallowed. Hard.

Arianna

Was this really happening? She didn’t know; it felt like she was floating on a cloud, like nothing that could happen was real.

Her fingers splayed across his chest, feeling the muscles that covered a heart that she figured had to be racing at least as fast as her own. Blood had to be flowing from it into the rest of his body, just like hers. Igniting the fire between his legs…just like hers.

Both of them bit their lips in delight as her hands dragged slowly down his ruined shirt, feeling each crevasse between his abs.

“Wait,” he said firmly as she encountered his belt.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, confused. Did he not want this? Did he not want her? She had been so sure of it, so positive that he had been interested in her. They had
kissed
. And it had been good too. Was this not the logical next step?

Arianna stepped back. Or tried to. Ajax’s grip on her shoulders held her firm.

“I said stop for me, not for you. I want to make sure you want to do this,” he said gently. “Escaping from a situation like we just did can do funny things to the mind and body. Make it seek life after a close brush with death.”

“Ajax,” she said, repeating his name several times. “You’re missing one key part in all this,” she told him.

“What’s that?” he asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“You’re cute when you do that,” she told him before continuing. “The thing is—and I appreciate you’re caring, it’s very sweet of you—but I wanted to do this
before
things went sideways today.” She blushed furiously at the admission. “Last night, when you hugged me, I, umm, I
felt
you,” she said emphatically, her mind spinning as she tried to figure out why she was still talking. “There’s something about you,” she said, switching topics. “It pulls me in. And I like it.”

She pulled her hands from his grip, pushing them down past his belt and across the big quad muscles on his legs. Then she slid them up his inseam until she found what she was looking for. Fingers tentatively brushed against the bulge of his cock, barely contained within his jeans.

“Are you sure
you
want to do this?” she asked slyly, looking up at him and giving him a promiscuous wink.

“More than sure,” he replied throatily, his hands cupping her chin, tilting her head up toward him.

Arianna was stunned by the seriousness of what lay in his eyes. She could see the burning desire, his arousal awakened by the touch of her hands on him. That was plain for anyone to pick up. But beyond that, deeper in the brown of his eyes, she saw an utter sense of serenity, as if his entire world was not only at ease, but ecstatic with the knowledge of what was about to happen.

It was more than she had expected from him. Arianna would have been okay with just a simple dalliance with him. She wanted more, craved more, but she was realistic. A shifter like Ajax likely had women hanging off him. He could choose from any of them at any time he pleased. Why would he spend so much of his time with her?

She still didn’t know the complete answer to that, but there was no doubt in her mind as she gazed deep into his soul that Ajax
wanted
to spend his time with her. That he cared about her, far more than should be possible for someone he just met.

But she realized that wasn’t what scared her. Her eyes closed as his lips touched hers, their bodies melding together while she continued to stroke his cock through the covering of the denim fabric. No, what scared her was that she felt her own emotions reaching out to embrace that feeling.

Arianna wanted him. Physically
and
emotionally, in a deeper—no pun intended—fashion than she had ever wanted someone before.

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” she whispered through their kiss.

Shit.

She froze immediately. Those were
not
words she had intended to speak aloud. Ari cursed herself silently, knowing that he was likely to be scared off by such an admission, that he would go running in the opposite direction. Nobody wanted to deal with someone so clingy and emotionally unstable that they could fall in love after a few days. That was just ridiculous.

“That’s a relief,” Ajax murmured, much to her complete shock. And delight.

“What?” she asked, not sure what to do next. “Why?”

He laughed, kissed her hard, then opened his eyes to look into her. “Because I’m falling in love with you. I didn’t want this to be a one-way street,” he teased.

His lips covered hers before she could respond. After a moment, Arianna decided she would use her actions to respond. Words could be saved for later. Right now, she had other things on her mind.

“Your clothing is a little shredded,” she mumbled between kisses, freeing one of her hands from his cock to poke at the shredded holes in his shirt.

“Says the one wearing a white sheet,” he teased back.

“White is the new black,” she replied, tugging on his shirt.

The material ripped far more easily than she had expected, simply tearing from his frame as he stood there. A confused look passed over his face, but was gone so quickly she wondered if she had imagined it.

“Much better,” she told him, kissing the smooth muscles of his chest now that they were revealed for her to see.

“Is.”

Kiss.

“That.”

Kiss.

“So?” It took him several tries to get the sentence out as she returned her attention to his lips, enjoying the gentle scrape of his stubble against her face. It was so…manly. She hated that description of it, but there was just something so hot about a man with two days’ worth of stubble on his face.

“Mm-hmm,” she replied, running her own hands across his cheeks and into his hair, using the finger-length locks for grip as she held him close.

Without warning Ajax ripped the flimsy gown material from her body and picked her up, whirling her around until her back slammed into the wall, something cracking under the force of her impacting it. She sat there, naked and exposed to him in a way that made her feel sexy and vulnerable all at once. It was intoxicating.

“Oh,” she gasped as his hands curled under her rear, fingers spread wide. His hands were so big that he could hold her aloft like that, and yet his pinky finger could still reach between her legs, caressing her ever so lightly and stirring the fire inside of her up several more degrees.

A shiver ran through her body at the casual display of strength as Ajax didn’t even tremble, burying his head in her neck, teeth biting gently on the tender exposed skin. She moaned at his touch, feeling her body react to him and prepare itself for what was to come. His fingers slid easier between her legs as she began to ache for him inside of her.

She needed to undo his belt for that to happen. It was a difficult reach, made worse by the constant swirl of his pinky around her swollen clit. Each time it made contact she shuddered slightly, losing focus on the task at hand.

“Success,” she breathed heavily as his belt came away. The button was much easier, and his pants fell away, much to her delight.

Only to reveal the compression boxer briefs he was wearing.

“Not fair,” she complained as Ajax laughed into her neck.

“Hold still,” he commanded.

“I don’t have much choice—oh!” she said, words changing to an exclamation of surprise as he adjusted his grip, and suddenly he was holding her just as easily with only one hand.

“You’re a lot stronger than I thought,” she said, biting her lip at the display of power. That was
hot
. His arm muscle bulged, but it didn’t seem to have any trouble holding her body or the extra weight it carried in the air.

“And you’re a lot sexier than I thought,” he replied, pulling his underwear off one side at a time, until he stepped free of them.

“Well, you’re a lot bigger than I thought,” she gasped as she wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock. She had known he was big, but until it swung free, no longer constrained by his pants, she hadn’t realized just
how
big.

He placed himself gently against the swollen folds of flesh hidden between her legs, rubbing the tip of his cock gently to coat it in her own wetness as he prepared to enter her.

“Gently,” she told him looking at him wide-eyed.

“Promise,” he assured her.

“Oh,” she squeaked as he thrust his hips slightly closer, pushing the tip inside of her. He was
thick
.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

She smiled at the nervousness in his voice. He wanted this badly, she could tell that from how hard his cock had strained in her hand. But he was scared of hurting her. That told her he wasn’t lying when he said he cared about her. Ari hadn’t thought he was, but it was always nice to have confirmation of that fact.

“It will be when you give me a little more,” she said throatily, mouth open as he inched his way inside of her.

“Wait,” she hissed at one point as he pushed a little harder than she was ready for. “No, don’t stop,” she told him. “Just hang tight for a second. Let me adjust.”

To distract him she pulled his face in close to hers, exploring his mouth with her tongue, the way his cock was exploring her insides. When she felt ready, she dropped one hand as low as she could reach on his back, and tugged gently.

Ajax responded to the pressure, and more of his cock pressed into her, forcing her walls to enlarge to accommodate his girth. She could feel the effect his size was having the deeper he went. Arianna had never been able to climax simply from having someone inside of her. But she felt the telltale signs already, and knew that by the time he was completely inside of her she was going to go flying off the edge, if not before then. There was something just so simply carnal about being filled beyond anything she had ever experienced before that made her tingle.

“More,” she begged as the feeling increased.

He responded, but it wasn’t enough. “Give it to me, all of it,” she begged, pulling hard on his back.

Ajax was slow to respond, but her incessant pulling on his back eventually had the desired effect as he slid all nine, or ten, or however many inches he had deep inside of her.

She felt the head of his cock hit something inside of her, and a moment later light exploded behind her eyes. Her hips quivered and shook with force, though his hand was never dislodged from where it held her against the wall. She felt her insides pulsing as pleasure built, until it hit the tipping point and bloomed throughout her entire body like a massive explosion.

“Ajax,” she whispered, eyes going wide a moment before they closed of their own accord. She cried out wordlessly as her climax washed over her and took control, contorting her body into all sorts of positions. The only constant was the hard cock practically impaling her as she came from its simple presence. Ajax never moved, simply holding her tight, his tongue flicking across one of her nipples, adding those sensations to all of the others inside of her.

Somewhere in the middle of all that Ajax began to rock back and forth against her, gently sliding himself several inches out and then in again in a pleasant rhythm that shortly had her timing her breathing too. There was no afterglow from her orgasm; she simply was never given the chance to recover from it. As her body began to return to her own control, Ajax began to move faster, and harder, against her.

Her cries swiftly became wordless, filling the tiny hotel room as assuredly as the scent of their sex did, giving her a heady sense of enjoyment from that little fact alone. Arianna had never been so aroused before in her life. She could literally feel herself running down the sides of his cock, splashing against her legs and she was sure his as well.

“Put me down,” she growled at him, instinct taking over.

He did as commanded and she shoved hard against his chest. Ajax yelped in surprise as he stumbled backward under the blow, the bed connecting with the back of his knees. Ari all but tackled him to the bad, pinning his hands above his head as she straddled him. Her hips adjusted until she found his cock, pushing back against it. She was wet enough that it didn’t need any more precise aiming.

“My turn,” she told him, her hips moving on their own as she took all of him inside her yet again, but this time at her pace.

She let go of his hands, sitting upright and placing them on his chest, using that to bounce herself up and down on him, feeling him so deep inside her.

“You look so fucking hot right now.” His voice was deep, the rumble so strong she felt it race up her legs and into her core.

“Good,” she whispered, moving up and down vigorously. The movement sent her breasts flying, and at one point she grabbed them, caressing herself while Ajax watched. The look in his eyes was so sexy, she would have done anything just then if it meant she got to see that reaction again. He was biting his lip, pupils fully dilated as he ran them across her body, taking the entire sight in.

“Ari,” he grunted, hands on her hips as he helped raise and lower her.