There is something rather magnificent about bears. It's that soft. fluffy exterior, their slow pace and seemingly gentle manner which makes you go ahhhhh. But they can turn in a flash - becoming fierce, territorial and very protective.
Well this bear is no different.
Over to my friend, Doris O'Connor....
Thanks so much for having me
here today. J
Inspiration is a funny
thing, don't you think? At least it is when you have a muse as unpredictable as
mine seems to be.
A while back I wrote a
flash, involving a wolf cub sat in a mountain of clothes. The story went that
this cub was the result of a one night stand the heroine had had. At the time
she had no idea that the sexy guy she slept with was a shifter, until her adorable
little girl shifted into a wolf.
*grins*
When I wrote that, I had it
in the back of mind that this premise would make for a good story.
Then came a submission call
for an Alpha Shifter anthology, and that idea reared its head again.
Only this time round the
shifter was a bear. Cole Jackson is the original bad boy, who picks Emmi up in
a bar one night on the full moon and….
Bang, my muse goes off on a
tangent. I quickly realized that there was far too much story to tell and The
Bear Project was born. The more Cole and Emmi told me, the more involved this
story became and it morphed into a sequel to The Orgasm Project.
Those of you who've read it,
will find those characters make a re-appearance as I delve deeper into their
world and the mysteries surrounding their blood lines and what it means to be a
shifter, hidden from the human world.
I have another story
planned, which will be The Mating Project.
And as for Cole and Emmi…
well, you'll have to read the book to find out, but these two are hot, when they
get together. Sparks fly, rules get broken, and those bloodlines may never be
the same again.
Blurb:
When Animal conservationist Emmi Layne
meets bad boy Cole Jackson there is no denying the instant lust between them.
She has a thing for bears, after all.
However, you cannot build a relationship on awesome sex alone,
especially when you live on different continents, and have nothing in common.
Everything changes, when Emmi discovers
that their night of passion has left her with more than erotic memories. She
has no means of contacting him, even if she wanted to, but she hasn't counted
on this bear shifter's determination.
Cole is not what he seems, and he will
stop at nothing to claim what's his—even if that means breaking all the rules.
Can he trust the mating bond to deliver,
or will it spell the end of an ancient blood line?
With the odds
stacked against them, can this unlikely duo find happiness together?
Excerpt:
A
moan slipped out from Emmi, and his balls drew tight in anticipation, as she,
too, lost what cover his old shirt afforded her. She licked her lips, her gaze riveted on his
erection, and he grinned. A primitive sense of ownership grabbed him, and he
bent down, and grabbing her ankles, pulled her down the bed until her ass was
half hanging off it and he could step right between her legs.
This
position opened her cunt for his inspection, and her scent grew in potency as
her juices coated her pussy lips. Cole stroked himself harder in response to
that sight, and she whimpered. That tiny sound pitched his need to claim her to
new heights, but he wanted her begging for his cock and so wet and ready that
she couldn't stand it anymore.
A
vision of keeping her like this, naked and at his mercy, filled his vision. Her
curves would look so beautiful bound by Shibari rope, as she begged him for her
orgasm.
His
dick jumped at the thought, and he used the natural lubrication of his pre-cum
to aid the ever faster up and downward glide of his hand.
"Cole,
let me…"
Emmi
looked up at him, her eyes so dark with her own need it took his breath away.
"No,
I want to watch you come for me." A fierce blush spread all over her skin
at his husky words, and she bit her lips hard enough to draw blood. The
metallic smell filled his nostrils, and his bear roared. "Use your fingers
to spread yourself wider, so that I can see what you're doing. Tell me what it
feels like, and how much you want my cock, sugar."
Emmi
shivered and closed her eyes, but her hands did slowly slide down to the apex
of her thighs.
"Use
your words, baby. I want to hear you."
"Oh
God." Her groan matched his when she spread her labia wide and circled her
clit with one finger. The little nubbin swelled under her ministrations as all
the blood rushed to the surface.
"That's
my girl. Fill your hole with your fingers, and imagine it's my cock,
sugar."
Emmi
complied, and the little needy sounds she made at the back of her throat were
pure music to his ears.
"Words,
Emmi, use them."
"I
… I can't. I just … I want to come so badly. My fingers are not enough. I'm
gripping them imagining they're your cock filling me, thrusting in. I want you
so badly."
He
growled, and she pumped her fingers faster until the wet sounds of her greedy
pussy filled the room. The trembles started as her orgasm took hold, and Cole
grabbed her thighs and took over.
Emmi
screamed when his tongue replaced her fingers, and her essence flowed freely
into his waiting mouth. His bear grunted his approval, and Cole blew against
her slit and then bit down on her clit. The action sent Emmi over the edge, and
he pushed two of his fingers into her clenching pussy hole. She rode those
fingers as her whole body bowed off the bed and tightened before she slumped
back down, moaning and writhing under his fingers and tongue.
Cole
kept up his assault until the last tremors stopped and then crawled up her limp
and sweat slicked body to kiss her.
"You're
not playing fair." She mumbled the words and ran her hands over his chest,
up to his shoulders and then down his back until she could reach his ass. With
his body cocooned between her thighs, his cock slid up and down her wet slit
and he indulged himself by thrusting into her just once.
Her
cunt closed around him like a velvet fist, and Emmi pushed her feet into his
calves and lifted up to meet his thrust. Their gazes locked when he pulled out
and then pushed into her wet heat again.
"Oh,
God, Cole, you're driving me insane."
His
little human bucked against him, and her vaginal muscles clenched and released
around his dick in an effort to hurry him along. It took all of Cole's
willpower and self-control to not simply give her what she wanted, but he
withdrew again until just the tip of his dick remained inside her entrance.
Emmi
shook and groaned and pleaded, and he ground his teeth to stop himself form coming.
"No,
we'll do this my way. Stop trying to hurry me, sugar, or I'll tie you to this
bed and leave you hanging."
Her
sharp intake of breath made him smile, and he paused half in half out of her
sweet cunt, until he could nudge her sweet spot with short, shallow thrusts
that had her luscious body climbing again. He could see it in the way her eyes
clouded over, and her breathing quickened. Her fingernails scored his skin hard
enough to draw blood, and Cole welcomed the slight pain, as he pushed her over
that edge again.
"That's
my girl. Come for me again. Beautiful."
He
withdrew and flipped her over, so that she was bent over the side off the bed.
With her knees on the floor, and her legs spread wide, her ass was there for
him to play with, and Cole smacked one cheek and then pushed his fingers back
into her vagina.
A
rush of air escaped Emmi's lungs, and she groaned into the bed covers and
lifted her ass up to give him better access.
Cole
rubbed his stubble along her shoulder blades and kissed her spine. A shudder
went through her body, and she sighed his name when he withdrew.
"What,
baby? Do you want me to spank you again?"
He
delivered another open handed swat to her other cheek with enough force to
leave a bright mark on her pale flesh as the blood rushed to the surface. His
possessive bear urged him to do it again, to mark her body with his hands and
claws and teeth, but the man needed to be sure she was on board with this.
"Yes,
God, yes, please, Cole, anything. That feels so fucking good."
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Author Bio:
Glutton for punishment would be a good
description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily
basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from
adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with
children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive
husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do
after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the
locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her
characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will
find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any
peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and
sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as
they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting
love stories are guaranteed.
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