What a Bear Wants (22 page)

“Stop that!” She slapped at said rough-response-eliciting hand. “And answer me!”

He gave one of his put upon sighs. “Are we doing this? Are we having one of our days where canine anxiety makes us crazy?”

The patronizing tone did nothing but piss her off.

“Oh, and there goes the lovely snarl,” Ransom continued. “I suppose you are now going to lift one of those
cutesie wittle
paws and try to scratch my eyes out.”

Why yes, yes she was! That was the
exact
plan! Fallon lifted one of her
cutesie wittle
paws with the very intent to do that and found herself thrown over his shoulder.

“Hey!” She pounded on his shoulders and back. “You put me down
right
now!”

He snorted. “Like that’s gonna happen.”

“I’m serious!”

His palm came down on her ass and she yelped. “Quiet down back there difficult female!”

Deja vu hit her square in the gut but she ignored it. “Ransom—”

“Would you just trust me?!” He suddenly roared. “For the love of God! Just. Trust. Me!”

She froze. “Did you just roar at me?” Fallon asked softly.

“Yes!” Ransom barked as he began to walk away from the gathering crowd of her clearly amused pack. “And I’ll do it again if you don’t shut up, sit back and accept the fact that I love you enough to know what the hell it is you need from me!”

          “What I need is for you to stop acting like I belong on a shelf in a curio cabinet!”

          “Sweetheart, you couldn’t
fit
on a shelf in a curio cabinet.” She wasn’t appreciating the tone. It was really starting to make her left eye twitch.  “Like any sensible male who loves his mate, I tried to set up something sweet and nice and romantic. But you’re so insane, you couldn’t just let it happen!” He swatted her on the ass again and Fallon’s pussy seized as though it were going to cave in on itself. It was the first sexual touch she’d gotten in
days
and dammit it felt great!

Damn near having a hard time breathing now, Fallon barely noticed it when he finally took her off his shoulder and placed her feet on the ground until she smelled the scent of mud and heard the distinct sound of rushing water.

Ransom took her shoulders in his hands and turned her until she fully faced Hanging Lake. “
This
is what I’m up to, oh crazy one. I was trying to surprise you with a picnic where I could quite calmly and rationally tell you that I love you more than I ever thought it possible to love another person. Tell you that I want to mark you and officially make you mine forever. Tell you that I watch you sleep at night simply because the way your hands and feet twitch makes me smile.
Then
tell you not to think I’m creepy
because
I watch you sleep.” He released her shoulders as she speechlessly stared at the subtle, sweetly laid out blanket with all the food he’d put down. “I wanted you to know that I don’t just connect with you on a primal level, baby.” Ransom took one of her hands and turned her back to face him before placing her palm over his heart. “But that I connect with you here too. As a man. As your mate.”

          Fallon blinked up at him. “Oh.”

          “Oh?”
His brows rose damn near to his hairline. “You throw your tantrum, I finally tell you what it is you want to know and all you can say to me is
‘Oh’?”

         
“Well,” She shrugged. “Really you could’ve bent me over any surface of the house and I would’ve been ready to...hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?!” Fallon suddenly found herself face down in Ransom’s lap as he took a seat on that very blanket.

          “I am going to
finally
make good on my threats because you clearly don’t know when to
not
play with a bear, baby.” Ransom gripped her jeans by the waist and completely tore them down her legs, along with her underwear, with one hand while keeping the other hand pressed to the middle of her back so she would stay pinned.

          “Ransom...”

          “Quiet.” He demanded then brought the flat of his palm down on her left buttocks. “I’ve been torturing myself for days on end trying to make sure that
you
had enough time to heal properly.”

          “Jesus H!”

          “And all you can do is say ‘
Oh’?”
Another slap to her right cheek caused her to arch up.

          “Holy mother of God!”

          “I had to stop the urge to fuck you on every available surface the moment I got you alone,” Another slap. “Because I wanted this to be a gentle, lovely coming together.”

          “
Ow!”

         
“And all you can do is say ‘
Oh’?”

         
“I’m sorry!” She was in between laughing and moaning now. “I didn’t know!”

          “Well yah do now!” Another slap.

          “Shit!”

          This time his hand landed between her thighs and his fingertips played in her wetness. “Someone’s a kinky little puppy.” Ransom murmured, his voice deepening as she pushed back on his hand. “I wonder what will happen if I do this...” One firm smack to Fallon’s clit caused her back to bow as she yelped and her pussy convulsed, leaving her shaking in the wake of an orgasm.

          “Ah,” He growled. “
That’s
what will happen.”

          She found herself on her back, staring up at him as he stripped the rest of her clothes off and came to rest between her thighs. Her pants grew harsher the moment he tugged on the zipper of his jeans and his cock bounced free, rubbing insistently between the folds of her labia.

          “Now, I’m gonna try this again, Miss Wilder.” Ransom pressed a hot and hard kiss to her mouth, stealing her breath as his bare chest scraped against her diamond hard nipples. “I love you and I want to mark you.”

          Fallon nodded, trying to inhale normally. “Okay...okay...”

          “Okay as in
yes
?” He tormented her by rubbing the length of hardness over her clit.

          “Yes! For fuck’s sake yes!” She shouted.

          His brows rose. “Well, if you insist.” Then he slammed into her hard enough to cause the both of them to slide across the blanket. The picnic basket overturned but if Ransom noticed, he didn’t care. He was too busy pounding into her like it was the last time they’d ever touch.

          Fallon’s claws dug into his shoulders as he tunneled into her. “Yeah...yeah...yeah...”

          One huge arm wrapped about her waist, pressing her closer to him as he ground the base of his cock into her clit with every down stroke. She opened her legs wider until she felt him tap a place inside of her that made her shudder. “Ransom...now...please...”

          His tongue wrestled with her own as he kissed her again before he pulled back and stared at her with that shifted gaze that never lost its warmth, even in the wake of the cold predator that lived inside of him. “I love you.”

          “I love you too.” Fallon gasped. She offered her shoulder and when his fangs connected, she broke, sobbing out his name on a long wail that sent the birds from the trees and caused the reception of several howls in response.

          Ransom pulled back and roared when he came and she smiled as her orgasmic high slowly floated down. She was marked. She was
his.
And nothing else could’ve felt better.

***

          He had the best sensation running up the underside of his cock before something wickedly unrelenting began to draw on the head, causing his claws to shred the blanket beneath his fingertips.

          Ransom’s eyes popped open as he groaned and looked down to find Fallon between his thighs, that incredibly sinful, beautiful mouth wrapped around his length as she deep throated him with nothing but pure pleasure written across her gorgeous face.

          “Holy fuck...”

          Her lashes lifted and he found himself staring into the only gaze that could make him feel like his heart was going to rip through his chest. “Fallon...”

          Her lips tilted at the corners as she took him deeper and Ransom’s hips lifted. God, her mouth felt
amazing.
She never failed to drag responses from him that he didn’t know he had the ability to give.

          Suddenly, cool air was kissing his cock and he realized she’d let go.

          “You’re finally awake.” Her grin was pure mischief. “Which is good because I was fully committed to finishing this without you.”

          Ransom gripped her by the shoulders and pulled her fully on top of him. Somewhere between the first and sixth time she’d come they’d drifted off into a lazy sleep by the lake with the sun setting and the rest of the pack aware that they needed their private time.

          “Evil she-wolf.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Performing your dirty, canine acts on me while I was vulnerable.”

          She smirked as she found him with her hand and slid him back into the welcoming warmth of her pussy. “I’m a predator, baby. I take every opportunity that I can.”

          When she began to ride him, Ransom found himself biting back the need to roar again.

          “I could be upset about that,” He whispered, her breasts briefly distracting him as they bounced in time with her motion. “But...but...what were we talking about again?”

          Fallon snorted a laugh above him. “I couldn’t tell you.” As his hips came up to meet hers she moaned.

          He latched onto a nipple and sucked until it hit the roof of his mouth, feeling the way her inner muscles gripped him tight enough to cause his balls to tighten.

          “You know why I woke you, don’t you?” She asked softly.

          Ransom let go of her nipple to stare up at her. “Because it’s my turn to get fang-banged?”

          His mate burst out laughing. “Can we
never
use that terminology during sex again? Like
ever?
”

          He waggled his brows. “Does it make your kinky side want to come out and play?”

          She smirked. “No, but it
could
mean more attention from my pack...particularly some of the males...”

          Just for that, he slapped her on her ass.

          “That’s still sore!”

          “Stop playing games with me woman and do your duty as my mate!”

          Her giggle made him grin.

          “If you insist.” Fallon retorted the same way he had hours ago. When she latched onto his shoulder, locking her jaws there as he growled and snarled and fucked her in earnest under the moonlight, Ransom couldn’t help but to laugh a bit. Because he’d finally found out if she could take a rough ride on the forest floor. And God help him, he loved her more for it.

Epilogue

         
from:  
Fallon Wilder
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               to:  
Ransom McKenna
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[email protected]
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          date:   Fri, July 12, 2013 at 5:55 p.m.

     subject:    LISTEN...

         
I love you, really, I do but I’m going to let Cree kill Maddox.

         
Ransom let out a sigh as he sat back in his office chair and stared at the recent email from his
still
adorably cranky she-wolf. Being that he’d been away from her for two weeks while he began the process of moving
part
of McKenna Co. to Colorado, he was cranky too.
Really
cranky.

          When he’d announced the decision to do so, Fallon had argued that he couldn’t just pick up his business and shift it like that. This lead to a lovely screaming match where in the middle Ransom stopped and said, “If I asked you to leave everything here and come to California, would you do it?”

          She hadn’t even hesitated when she replied, “In a heartbeat. If I’m with you then I
am
home. Nothing else matters when you touch me. All I care about is whether or not you’ll really be happy here. That’s all I really want.”
That
lead to an even lovelier make-up session which lead to Anoki teasingly saying at the breakfast table the next morning, “We are truly finding out how mighty our alpha’s howl is.” It rounded off with Makya smashing his brother’s face into said table—which of course ended in laughter and bellows of, “
I wish you were never conceived!”