"This way,” Alexander said, leading Hannah through a narrow alley. "There's an amazing view of the bay just on the other side of this block."
Hannah took Alexander's hand as they made their way through the dark alley, the moon full and silver overhead. A strange sense of dread overcame her as they walked, the sounds of their footsteps cutting through the otherwise still quiet.
"Hey!" a voice called out from behind them.
The pair turned and was confronted with the sight of three tall figures approaching. As the three emerged from the shadows, Hannah watched as they drew closer, and could soon see that they were three beefy men, all with threatening, cocky looks on their faces.
"What is this?" asked Alexander, putting himself between Hannah and the men.
"Just friendly little visit," said the middle man, a tall bruiser with a long scar across his ugly face.
And then, before Hannah could think another thought, she witnessed the strangest sight that she'd ever seen in her life. The three men closed their eyes, and over the course of a few seconds, changed from brawny, muscular humans to fearsome bears, their teeth sharp as razors.
"Shit,” Alexander said.
He turned to Hannah.
"Stay back," he said. "This is about to get messy."
"What the hell is going on?" she asked, her eyes wide with fear and her heart pounding. "Why are there bears in the middle of an alley?"
"Just stay back!" he shouted.
Hannah nodded and quickly took cover behind the nearest dumpster. The bears approached Alexander, and her fear for herself was replaced by fear for Alexander as the bears drew closer and closer.
Then, just like the three men had just moments before Alexander closed his eyes and changed into a massive bear.
This is too much, thought Hannah. Am I dreaming?
The four bears stared at one another for several moments, sizing one another up. Then, the middle one made the first move. He swiped his claw-edged paw through the air at Alexander, missing him by inches. The other two bears moved to Alexander's flanks, and for a moment Hannah feared that they were about to move in for the kill.
But with blinding speed, Alexander rushed at the bear to his left. He opened his mouth and sunk his teeth into the bear's neck. The bear let out a loud, pained roar and dropped to the ground in a heap. The two remaining bears looked at the fallen member of their group for a brief moment before turning back to Alexander. They scrambled to get him into the middle of a pincer attack, but again, he was too fast for them. The lead bear swiped at Alexander, and he bounded backward, the paw flying through the air and slamming into the head of the other bear. The injured bear roared in pain, just like the other, and Alexander took quick advantage of the confusion. He rushed toward the injured bear, pounced on top of him, and raised his claws up before bringing them onto the bear's head.
The sound that followed made it clear to Hannah that the bear was down for the count
Only the lead bear remained. The two bears stared each other down for a long moment, Hannah's heart pounding as she watched. Then, the lead bear raised up on his hind legs and prepared for a strike. But again, Alexander was too fast. He rushed in toward the bear's exposed belly, and Alexander's mouth opening to reveal rows of dagger-like teeth was the last thing Hannah saw before turning her head away.
Alexander was the last bear that remained, and Hannah watched him with fearful eyes as he shifted back to his human form. He ran over to Hannah and looked her over.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I, um, I, don't…"
Hannah could barely think, let alone talk.
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
"Good."
"Are…you?"
"No," he said. "Those little shits didn't stand a chance."
"Did you…did you just turn into a bear?"
Alexander looked away for a moment.
"We need to get you back to the apartment. There's time for all this later."
Before she could say another word, Alexander grabbed her hand and rushed her out of the alley. He flagged down a cab and soon they were on their way back. Hannah's hear still pounded, and she could feel the adrenaline rush through her. Once they arrived back at their building, they hurried into the elevator and were soon back in the apartment, the entire place dark aside from the silver light of the moon.
Alexander looked Hannah over, and for a moment she thought that he was again checking her for injuries. But right away she sensed that there was something different about the way he looked at her now; it was that animal look in his eyes from when he shifted. Before it was focused on the men, but now it was trained on her. She felt small and helpless before him, as though she were a prey animal frozen in the stare of a predator.
Then, just like a beast on the hunt, Alexander pounced. But instead of going in for the kill, he went in for the kiss. He pressed his lips hard against Hannah's, and the adrenaline pounding through her veins, she fell into it right away. Her arms shot out to her sides at first, but soon settled on Alexander's sides, his body hard through his clothes.
Alexander's hands clamped onto Hannah's body and moved up the curves of her hips and onto her breasts. She could feel his heartbeat, and knew what was happening was almost out of either of their control. They continued to kiss, moving over to the nearest couch as they did and coming to a stop standing in front of it. Hannah, feeling as though she'd been possessed by some otherworldly spirit of lust, reached into Alexander's jacket and pulled it off over his shoulders. Then, she went to work on his tie, then the buttons of his crisp, white dress shirt. Moments later, she pulled off his shirt, exposing the ripped, toned physique that she'd known was hiding under his expensive clothes. Her lips still pressed against his, she stole a peek at his body and took in the lovely sight of his solid, square pecs and his massive, thick biceps.
Alexander quickly went to work on Hannah's clothes. He slipped his fingers under the straps of her dress and moved them over Hannah's shoulders, her skin tingling at his touch in the best way imaginable. His hands moved down, and soon her bra was exposed, then her bare stomach, then her panties. Once the dress moved past her thighs, Alexander let it fall to the ground around Hannah's feet.
Hannah felt a tinge of self-consciousness as her body became exposed, especially since Alexander's body was, to her, about as close to perfection as one could get. But as soon as he moved his lips from her mouth to her newly exposed flesh, making his lust for her clear and primal, she allowed her hesitations to melt away. She ran her hands through this salt-and-pepper hair as he kissed all over, sighs slipping from her mouth at the feeling of his lips on her skin.
"Goddamn, I need to fuck you," he said, the words coming out in something like a growl.
Hannah's eyes went wide; she'd never been talked to like this before. But her response came out in a hot, breathy voice before she even had a chance to think about it.
"Then do it," she said.
Alexander flashed a gorgeous grin as he reached behind her and snapped open the clasp of her bra, Hannah's round, full breasts tumbling out. His lips attached to her nipples like magnets, and Hannah shivered with delight as he licked and sucked on her breasts, squeezing them gently as he did. The feeling of his mouth on her nipples felt so damn good that she wondered if she might be able to cum from that alone.
Before she could consider the question for too long, Alexander placed his hands on the soft flesh of Hannah's hips and moved her back onto the couch behind them, the luxurious fabric of the couch heavenly against Hannah's bare skin. Hannah in a sitting position, Alexander dropped to his knees in front of her and yanked her panties down her legs, his eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of her pussy.
Goddamn. He's like a fucking animal.
Then, his head moved between Hannah's legs and he went to work, licking her pussy like she'd never had it done before. Hannah was shocked at how good it felt; every stroke of his tongue against her a pleasure more intense than she could imagine. And as he ate her, he slipped a finger inside of her, the dual feeling of pleasure so overwhelming that she could already feel an orgasm coming on.
She sighed and screamed as he worked on her, Hannah's hands running through Alexander's hair so intensely that she worried for a brief moment that she might pull it out.
"Jesus," she said, "you're so fucking good at that."
They were the last words that she was able to utter before her orgasm was let loose, the pleasure rushing through her body like a hot wave. Hannah moaned as her body shook with delight, Alexander licking and fingering her all the while.
Once Alexander was done, he rose to his feet and wiped the juices off of his lips with the back of his forearm in a manner that Hannah found just irresistible.
"Now it's my turn," she said, looking up at Alexander with a devilish grin.
Alexander stood looming in front of her like a statue carved out of granite. Placing her hands on the gleaming belt buckle, Hannah quickly undid it and pulled his slacks down, revealing the outline of a thick cock straining against a pair of black boxer-briefs. Hannah licked her lips in anticipation as she slipped the underwear down, Alexander's massive cock springing out at her as she did. Her eyes went wide as she laid eyes on his member. To say it was "huge" would be an understatement. Taking the thick rod into her hand, she wondered just how she was going to get the whole thing into her mouth.
There was one way to start. She stroked the stone-hard prick.
She opened her mouth and took the head into her, the flesh of Alexander's prick almost sweet to her tongue. Alexander let out a deliciously sexy moan as she took him into her, and hearing this was more than enough motivation for Hannah to keep going. Stroking his length, she lashed his head with her tongue, caressing the sensitive ridge of the end of his cock, and letting Alexander enjoy the warm wetness of her mouth. One she'd gotten used to the feeling of something so huge inside of her mouth, she moved further down along his length, taking more and more inches of him into her until he reached the back of her throat. Once she'd taken more than she even thought possible, she looked up at him with smiling eyes, letting him enjoy the sight of his cock fully hidden within her mouth. Hannah then bobbed his prick in her mouth for several minutes, sexy little grunts and groans escaping Alexander's lips as she did.
Then, just as she found her rhythm, Alexander slipped his hands under her arms and pulled Hannah to her knees. Now it was her turn to wipe her mouth clean. And she did as she watched Alexander to see just what he had next in mind.
"I need to see that ass in front of me. Now," he said, his voice a sensual command.
Hannah obeyed, turning around and leaning forward onto the couch, presenting her ass to him to do with as he would. He placed his hands on her hips, removing one of them only for as long as it took to point his cock at her pussy and jam it in, the wetness from Hannah's overwhelming arousal allowing him easy access.
"Oh my fucking God!" shouted Hannah as she gripped onto the fabric of the couch for dear life.
She knew that it was going to feel good, but she just wasn't prepared for how intense having all of those inches shoved into her would exactly feel. But Alexander wasn't going to make her wait for more pleasure. His hands firmly on her hips, he began pounding her hard, driving his solid cock into her over and over again. Hannah felt her face twist into an expression of pure pleasure as Alexander fucked her, and she worried that she might at any moment feel her knees give out—the pleasure was almost overwhelming.
Alexander pounded her unceasingly, filling Hannah in a way that she could barely stand. She gripped onto the couch harder and harder, holding herself in place as Alexander drove into her jackhammer pace. She felt an orgasm build in her, one that part of her worried would almost be too much to take. Alexander reached forward, grabbing onto one of Hannah's hanging breasts and kneading it, the sensation causing even more ecstasy to run through her body.
Then, almost without warning, the orgasm burst loose. This one was somehow even more powerful than the first, and just as Hannah thought, her legs began to buckle. She fell onto the couch, but Alexander kept her ass pointed up at him as he fucked her through her orgasm. Then, he grunted hard and came, shooting himself deep into her. Hannah relished the sensation of Alexander emptying himself into her, loving how the little explosion happening deep within her.
Soon after they were spent, and Hannah collapsed onto the couch in a panting, sweaty mess. Alexander fell to her side and slipped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to his warm, sweat-sheened body. They lay like this for a time, Hannah's thoughts a wild mess as she slowly came back to reality. And as soon as she could hold a thought straight in her head, the events of the evening came back to her in a rush.
Turning to Alexander, her eyes wide, she had one question to ask him.
"What the hell—are you really a goddamn bear?"