Santa Paws: BBW Holiday Bear Shifter Romance (Christmas Bear Brothers Book 1) Read Online Free

once, and his birthdays too. She was warm, curvy, with a voluptuous figure just right for him to hold in his arms. She sighed against his lips as they kissed, and any fears he had that she might not feel the same way about him were gone. Then again, they were bonded mates: they were born to be together, whether they liked it or not.
    But he liked her, and he planned to make her want him, love him, if that was possible. Then he wouldn’t have to settle for being an uncle; he would be a father. He imagined his little cubs running around excitedly at Christmas waiting for Santa to arrive.
    His cock hardened at the thought of putting a child in her belly.
    “Do you want to take it slow?” he asked.
    “No,” she said breathlessly. “I think we both want the same thing.”
    Yet he felt her apprehension. “I can wait. If you want to talk for a while, get to know each other.”
    “Don’t you want me?” she asked, her hand slipping down to curl around his cock.
    His breath hissed through his lips. “I want you more than you could ever know,” he said, his arms going around her and pulling her close. “But I don’t want you to regret this in the morning. We have the rest of our lives together; I can wait a little while if you want.”
    “Take me to bed, Dermot,” she said.
    He pulled back. “Wait, I don’t even know your name.”
    “Vicky. Vicky Vixen.” He smiled, as everyone did. “I know, stupid name, but I’m stuck with it.”
    “Until you marry me,” he said. “It’s very good to meet you, Vicky, and is that what you are? A vixen?”
    “No. I’m not.” She pulled his head down to hers and kissed him fiercely. He guessed she didn’t want to talk anymore, and although he wanted to know all he could about her, he wasn’t complaining when she allowed him to slide his tongue into her mouth.
    She tasted sweet on his tongue and smelled delicious, setting all his senses alight. His arousal grew, and he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his whole life.
    “Bedroom?” he asked.
    “Through there,” she pointed, her voice breathy with desire.
    “Do you want us to go there now?” he asked, leaving the meaning hanging in the air.
    “Yes.” She took his hand and led him out of the living room and into her bedroom, making it clear that this was what she wanted. “Oh, I haven’t finished unpacking.” Her suitcase sat on her bed, open and half empty.
    “It doesn’t matter,” he answered, lifting the suitcase off and putting it on the chair, which stood in the corner of the room. “You won’t be needing your clothes. Any of them.”
    Dermot reinforced his words, lifting her sweater over her head. Vicky raised her arms, helping him. His fingers then set to work opening the buttons of her shirt, one at a time. She shuddered with desire when he pushed her shirt from her shoulders, leaving her standing before him with only her bra covering her breasts. When he lifted his hands to stroke his fingers along the swell of her breasts, they trembled slightly, his desire overcoming him.
    Lowering his head, he kissed her soft flesh, his hands going to the clasp of her bra. Dermot captured her breasts in his hands, her skin warm to his touch. “You are beautiful,” he said, massaging her breasts in his hands, his thumbs going to rub her nipples until they became hardened peaks.
    Then he couldn’t resist flicking his tongue over the taut buds, feeling her shiver with desire. Vicky threaded her hands around his neck, stroking his skin, holding his head in place. The thought that she was enjoying the feel of him as he licked and sucked her breasts made his cock harden and long for release. First, he wanted to make sure she was relaxed, wet and ready for him to enter her and make love to her until she cried out in ecstasy.

Chapter Six – Vicky
    She knew it was moving too fast, but she couldn’t stop it, and didn’t want to stop it. If any of her normal, human friends had told her they had slept