Penelope woke up in her own bed, not really sure how she’d gotten there. She was still wearing the same clothes as before, covered in blood and dirt. Her head hurt a little and she could feel a bandage covering where it had hit the tree.

She’d been so close to figuring out who was responsible. Too close - that’s why they’d been attacked. Han had turned into a bear and saved her from the knife the person had. Thinking how easy it would have been to be stabbed, made her anxious. Looking around, she saw Han leaning against the wall, drinking a glass of water. He was looking at something on his phone.

“I thought you were seriously hurt,” she exclaimed, as she sat up on the bed. She immediately noticed that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His hard body was wrapped in a bandage and she was relieved to see he didn’t look as if he was in much pain.

“I thought you were,” he rushed to her bedside. “Penelope, I don’t know what I’d do if anything ever happened to you.” His eyes were full of a fire she’d never noticed before. The care he had shown for her both scared and excited her.

She threw caution to the wind. “Come here, Han.” Opening her arms to him she hoped he wouldn’t turn her down.

He didn’t hesitate to move towards her but took care to be gentle in his approach. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her toward him. She didn’t care about her injuries, she wanted him and that was all that mattered.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said his voice lowered to almost a whisper.

“You won't hurt me, Han. I just need you.”

Her words were all he needed. He crushed her mouth with his, as one hand went into her hair. Tugging at it lightly he woke up every nerve ending in her body. His tongue found hers and they pushed against one another until they were both breathless. His hand moved up her stomach and found her breast as he explored her mouth even further. She moaned beneath him, arching her back so he could knead her breast, gasping as he tweaked her nipple. She felt heat pool in her stomach and rush downwards.

His body pressed her into the bed and suddenly there were too many clothes between them. She brought her hands up to his shoulders and pushed him up gently so she could reach his pants. He stopped her by standing up from the bed and pulling her to a seated position. He undressed her slowly pulling the cloth away as if unwrapping a present. Each new gift he revealed, he pressed his mouth to it, licking the skin he uncovered. Her body felt little sensations of electric sparks running all over and was sensitive to his touch, and she wanted more.

Working her panties down her legs he removed them the rest of the way with his teeth. He let out a growl that could only come from a bear and bit her ankle. She gasped and arched from the bed as he moved up her leg. When he made it to her thigh he stopped and leaned right over her core. He blew hot breath against it looking up to see her reaction. Her hips jutted up off the bed towards his mouth. He blew the breath again and she felt an ache deep inside.

“Please Han,” she said.

There was a hint of desperation in her voice she couldn’t hide. She didn’t want to wait another minute for him to be inside of her. He had other plans. Without warning, he darted his tongue out and licked her up seam, eliciting a quick hiss of breath. She dug her nails into his shoulders and he put pressure on the small nub at the height of her sex. She moaned and writhed as he didn’t move his tongue from the sensitive spot, but thrust two fingers inside of her. She came around his fingers long and hard. His name flew from her mouth and she felt tears stream down her face with the relief of release. It had been so long since a man had touched her this way.

He removed his fingers slowly and cleaned her up with his tongue causing even more delicious aftershocks. She jerked beneath his skilled mouth and almost came again, but he moved away and pulled his pants off. When he drove into her, she was supple and wet; completely ready for him. Her walls clenched tightly around him and he started to thrust immediately. He swelled inside of her and she felt him fill her all the way. His growls became more animalistic the closer he got. She could feel him getting more rigid and tried to wait for him, but it felt too good. Another orgasm crashed over her and drove him to pump inside of her faster.

He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her as he drove in and out, in and out. When she dug her heels into his back and her nails into his arms, he let out a guttural scream. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard. Neither of them moved for a long time. She lay beneath him stroking his back while he remained inside of her. The pain she’d felt before had been completely forgotten. Her body ached in many different ways now.

“That was as wonderful as I thought it would be,” Han said as he rolled off of her.

“It was indeed good,” Penelope couldn’t argue with him. She didn’t know what it meant for them moving forward, but she felt a huge wave of exhaustion wash over her. She just decided to go to sleep in his arms and figure everything out the next day.