The Bear Next Door (Forbidden Shifters Book 1) (2 page)

Chapter Three

I
couldn’t sleep that night. I watched a movie on my tablet while I sat in bed. I
turned off the light but was still wide awake an hour later. I switched on the
light, tried to read a book I’d been struggling to finish, but a noise outside
got my attention.

After
quickly getting out of bed, I walked to the window and pushed the drapes apart
but then stepped back and put my hand to my mouth. It was something I’d never
seen before. A bear in the next door garden.

I
took another look, wondering if I’d imagined it. No, I hadn’t. I knew it was
Andy. He stood on his hind legs and rubbed his back on the oak tree at the end
of his yard.

So
big and so strong looking. I watched in awe as he got down on all fours, ran
around for a few minutes, and then disappeared out of sight.

I
jumped when my phone rang. I wondered if it was Jon but realized it would be
two a.m. his time.

“Hello.”

“I
just realized you never told me your name.”

It
was Andy’s voice. I sat on the bed.

“That
was rude of me,” I said. “It’s April Ward.”

“It
would have been embarrassing too. I mean asking for a permit and not knowing
the name of the person who I wanted to have sex with.”

“So
you’re sure you want to waste a permit on me?” I asked him.

“Oh
I’m very sure. Are you always up this late? I saw you standing in the window
just now.”

“For
some reason I couldn’t sleep.”

“What
did you think of me as a bear?”

“Impressive.
Does it hurt when you shift?”

“Does
the first few times you do it, but after that your body gets used to it.
Hardens to it in fact. I didn’t scare you did I?”

“No
not at all.”

“You
know most of us are good guys and we never hurt humans, right?”

Despite
the fear and scare tactics people had used, shifter attacks had been far and
few between even when they’d first rolled into town and not been that civilized.

“I
do.”

“So
what are you doing? I mean seeing how you can’t sleep.”

“I
was reading a book.”

“I
love reading too. Mysteries are my favorite.”

“Mine
too,” I said.

“You
know what helps me sleep?”

“Hot
milk with honey in it?” I asked him.

“Shit,
that sounds revolting. No, there’s nothing like a good old orgasm to make you
sleepy.”

“Well
my fuck buddy’s out of town and we don’t have a permit so I guess that’s out of
the question.”

“I
could talk dirty over the phone to you and you could pleasure yourself. Don’t
think you need a permit for that. In fact, think of it as your warm milk and a
bedtime story.”

I
glanced in the mirror opposite my bed and knew I was blushing.

“You
want to give it a try?” he asked.

“Haven’t
you got anything better to do?”

I did
want to try it, but I also wanted to see what it was like to tease a bear so I
pretended I could take or leave his offer.

“I
was working on a client’s new logo but I wasn’t in a creative mood and the
reason I shifted and went outside.”

“Did
it help?” I asked. I pulled at a loose thread on my quilt while suddenly feeling
nervous, anticipating what we were about to do. My question had also been a way
for me to stall the inevitable.

“No
just made me horny. Would you like to help me get into a creative mood? You’d
be helping my client too.”

“How
can I refuse that request.”

“You
can’t. So let’s start with you telling me what you’re wearing?”

I
burst out laughing. “That’s a bit of a cliché.”

He
laughed too. “I’ve never done this sort of thing with a non-shifter.”

“I’ll
give you a free pass this time,” I told him.

“That’s
generous of you.”

“I’m
wearing a tatty t-shirt and panties.” I looked in the mirror. I was happy that
he couldn’t see just how tatty.

“The
thought of that’s making me hard,” Andy said.

I
pulled on the loose thread in the quilt again. “If you saw the t-shirt you
wouldn’t be that aroused.”

“How
about the panties? Are they tatty too?”

“No,
in fact, they’re pink lace.” They were actually my favorite and I had no idea
why I’d worn them to bed. Maybe meeting Andy, being kissed by him, had put me
in a sexy state of mind.

“Fuck,
I’m getting harder by the second. And how about your nipples? Are they hard and
pushing against the tatty t-shirt? I noticed this afternoon that you have great
tits. Well at least what I saw of them through the dirt crusted top you were
wearing.”

I
glanced down. Sure enough they were. It must be Andy’s voice that made them
react like that.

“And
your lips. I mean your pussy ones. Are they as pink and plumb as the ones on
your face?”

Shit,
I almost climaxed just hearing him talking about my pussy.

“They
are even pinker,” I said. I grew more brazen by the second.

“Oh
boy, I can’t wait to see them and put my lips on them, and flick my tongue
inside your channel.”

I
actually felt my juices running down my left thigh.

“Does
your fuck buddy talk as dirty as me?”

I
hated to admit that even when he did, it didn’t turn me on as much as Andy.

“Sometimes,”
I said.

“Would
you take your panties off for me?”

I
didn’t want to admit that I’d do anything for him.

“Sure.”

I set
the phone down, stood, and then pulled my panties down my legs.

“Maybe
I’ll have to drill a hole in the wall so I can peek in on you,” Andy said.

I
heard two bangs against the wall. The mirror on it shook. Even our bedrooms
were side by side.

The
thought of him being on the other side of what was probably a thin piece of
mortar and sheetrock excited and scared me at the same time.

“Are
you using your cell phone?” he asked.

“It’s
all I have.”

“Me
too. How about taking a selfie of your pussy and sending it to me.”

I bit
my lip. “What if you broadcast it on the Internet?”

“Do
you really think I’d do that? This is for my eyes only.”

“Just
joking. I trust you.”

I
did. I didn’t know him that well but there was something about him that told me
this was a man whose word was his honor.

I
spread my legs and was about to snap a photo when he stopped me.

“Wait
a minute. How about playing with yourself for a bit before you take the photo.
I want to see what you look like when you’re aroused. I want to know what I
have to look forward to.”

“Maybe
you can give me some directions,” I said.

“Spread
your legs and run those cute fingers through your folds.”

I
closed my eyes and let my finger play with my folds. I was already slick so
they passed over them with ease.

“You
a clit sort of girl?” he asked.

“I’m
an everything sort of girl,” I replied.

“Give
it a little attention.”

I put
the pad of my index finger on the aching nub and massaged it.

“How
does that feel?” asked Andy.

“Good
but it’s much better when someone else does it for me.”

“Soon,
baby, soon.”

His
voice was becoming huskier now.

“I’m
growing impatient so how about you slip your finger into your pussy and make it
pink and slick for the photo.”

I was
under his control. I took my finger and slid it inside me. A groan must have
escaped from my lips because he responded.

“Did
you climax or what?” Andy asked.

“Nope,
but I’d like to.”

“What
are you waiting for, finger fuck yourself.”

I was
more than happy to do what he’d requested. I set my head back on my pillow
while imagining it was Andy who was going to work on me. I pushed my butt
upward as my finger moved faster inside me. I groaned and cried out and then
came without any of the usual warning signs.

“Take
the photo now,” said Andy.

My
hand was shaking, my body still in a state of arousal, but I managed to grab my
phone and snapped a shot.

“What’s
your phone number?” I asked him.

“It’s
489-555-0811”

My
hand still shook as I typed it and then sent the photo. I hoped he liked what
he saw.

“Fuck,
I might need to take a cold shower,” said Andy. “You were not lying when you
said your pussy lips were pinker. And I like that you don’t wax everything
away.”

Shit,
I hadn’t trimmed and waxed for weeks and I probably looked like a forest. Maybe
werebears didn’t care about unsightly bushes.

“How
about you? Are you going to jerk off?” I asked him.

“You
want to listen while I do?”

“And
then send me a photo of your cock.”

He
didn’t respond but next thing I knew I could hear him panting and grunting.

“I’m
doing this while looking at your pussy photo and I’m going to come real soon,”
he said. I heard more groaning and then my phone vibrated and I looked at the
photo he’d sent.

It
couldn’t be real. I’d heard rumors and yes, they were just rumors that the
shifter’s dicks were of legendary size.

“You
like what you see?” I heard him asking me.

I was
still speechless.

“I’m
impressed,” I finally managed to get out of my mouth.

“Just
wait till it meets your pussy. I think they’re going to like one another.”

“Exactly
how long did you say it was until we can get that permit?” I asked him.

He
laughed. “Patience is a virtue. And I hate to talk dirty and run, but I have to
get these design sketched.”

“And
I’m suddenly feeling sleepy.”

“Sweet
dreams.”

Chapter Four

Monday
I had a bad day. First of all my car wouldn’t start, and then when I got to
work the air conditioning had decided to stop working. It had to be on the
hottest day of the year.

“What
did you do over the weekend?” asked one of my co-workers. She wiped her face
with a washcloth and then waved her hand in front of her face. The perspiration
was also dripping down my chest and back.

“I
did some gardening.”

If
you can call just digging a fucking great hole in the ground gardening.

“That
doesn’t sound very exciting.”

I
didn’t want to tell her I’d also had a dirty phone call with the werebear that
lived next door.

I
looked up to see our manager step into the room. He too had sweat pouring down
his face.

“The
air conditioning won’t be fixed today so the CEO has decided to send us all
home. Think of it as an extra vacation day.”

“Best
news I’ve heard all day,” I said.

 “I
think I’m going swimming,” said my co-worker. “How about you?”

“Just
going to laze around the house,” I said.

And
maybe stare out my window too.

****

I
didn’t feel like eating lunch when I got home. I’d left the air conditioning on
full blast when I left for work that morning but my house was still stifling
hot. I headed upstairs, changed into my sundress, and was putting away my work
clothes when the doorbell rang.

I pounded
down the stairs, opened the door and there stood Andy.

I
remembered our dirty phone sex from last night. Me sending him the photo of my
pussy and then seeing his dick. In a way I was hoping we’d avoid one another
until we got the permit, but I guess that had been wishful thinking.

 “I
hate to bother you but the freezer part of my refrigerator seems to have died
on me and it’s stacked full of frozen dinners. Would you have any spare room in
your freezer until I get it fixed?”

I
knew I only had a few items in there. I make everything from scratch so my
freezer is never that full.  However, even if it wasn’t, I would have thrown
some food out to help my sexy neighbor.

“Sure,
no problem.”

“I’ll
just go get everything and I’ll be right back.”

*****

He
arrived ten minutes later with a couple of supermarket bags overflowing with
frozen food.

“If
you’re wondering why I own so much frozen food…truth is that this bear likes
ready-made fare.”

He
set everything down on the kitchen table and as he turned around, I noticed a
stain on the front of his shirt.

“Is
something leaking in one of the bags?” I asked him, pointing to the round brown
stain.

“Shit,
will you look at that, it’s the Thai sauce. It must have already started to
defrost.”

“Let’s
get these into the freezer and then we’ll take care of the stain.”

I
held the door open while he loaded everything into my freezer. I was about to
get a sponge for his shirt when I saw him removing it.

Geez,
I wasn’t going to last five minutes with him semi-naked like this. The thought
of that large cock and it thrusting inside my pussy almost made me dizzy.  I
opened the freezer door again, hoping it would cool me down, but it didn’t.

I had
to get my act together. After all, this was just a sexy bear and nothing more
and I didn’t relish being on the wrong end of the law should someone discover
we’d fucked without a permit.

“Here,
let me,” I said, taking the shirt from him.

I
took it to the sink and dabbed at the stain.

“This
is very sweet of you. I mean letting me use the freezer and then washing my
shirt.”

“It’s
what neighbors are for…”

He
closed in behind me, his body just mere inches from mine. I felt his heat
permeating into mine, and shook at the feel of his erection brushing against my
butt.

“Are
you trying to drive me over the edge or what?” I asked him.

He
put his nose into the air.

“Your
cream is so sweet to my nose. Washing a bear’s shirt turns you on does it?”

“I
think you’re testing my willpower.”

I
turned around and looked him in the eye.

“Just
think how great it will be when we get the permit,” he said.

“If
we get it. While I was driving home I heard that women and their bears have
already started to line up at the county offices for next month’s permits.”

“We’ll
get one, don’t you worry.”

He
looked at his watch. “I have to get home for a business call but for your
kindness at letting me invade your freezer, how about I come back around dinner
time? We can zap one of the meals in the microwave and I’ll bring dessert and a
bottle of wine too.”

I
knew I should have said no but I didn’t.