It was hard breaking away from Aidan. I could’ve kept kissing him forever, and let the night naturally proceed to so much more. But there was that bear shifter upstairs, and my mind couldn’t forget about him, no matter how turned on Aidan made me. I broke from Aidan’s kiss and rested my head against the soft jersey fabric of his T-shirt.

“We can’t go upstairs. That…shifter…” my voice trailed. “Do you think we should call the police?”

“No, definitely not. I’ll take care of the grizzly in the morning, okay?”

“Okay. How are you going to do that?”

“I know a guy.” He paused. “Okay, some guys.”

“You sound so mafia when you say it like that,” I giggled.

“Does that turn you on?”

“Maybe,” I winked at him flirtatiously.

I went over to the linen closet adjoining the kitchen and got out the extra blankets and pillows I had in storage. I’d have to make do with sleeping in the living room tonight, since there was no way I was going back upstairs. The living room was on the other side of the narrow hallway off the kitchen. I had a small leather couch, a wooden chair, and a beanbag on the floor. Not exactly luxury accommodations. The couch looked like the best spot for sleeping and it was barely wide enough for one person.

“I’ll crash on the floor,” he nodded. “Just toss me a pillow, if you don’t mind.”

“You’re not sleeping on the floor. The shifter’s dead. You should go home. What’s he going to do to me now?”

Aidan shot me a serious look. “I’m not leaving you, Olivia. Bear shifters are usually solitary creatures, but they still have friends. Until the body’s out of here and we’ve cleared his scent, I can’t leave you alone. I’ll stay up all night if I that’s what I have to do to keep you safe.”

I gulped. If Aidan stayed here, I wasn’t going to be sleeping much tonight, that was for damn sure.

I gave Aidan two quilts and spread the rest of the blankets across the couch. My body was so tired, but I couldn’t deny the intense sexual tension that pulsed between us. I wanted to feel his lips kiss mine again, if only for a moment. But I knew one thing would lead to another, and having sex with Aidan on the first night was too soon. Fantasizing about him in the bath had been one thing. But touching him for real was going to have to wait.

He laid down on the floor next to the couch, and rolled onto his side. I couldn’t help but notice his strong, muscular physique and how he glistened in the firelight. I laid on the couch and looked up at the ceiling, my skin buzzing with sexual energy. I wanted to go to sleep, and I desperately needed rest…but my body had other ideas.

Aidan’s eyes raked over my outstretched legs, and I felt him mentally undressing me.  With every passing moment, I wanted him more. I was a grown woman, and there was nobody here to stop us, even if it was the first night we’d met. Nobody would have to know.

“So, do you like it?” he said softly.

“Like what,” I tilted my head towards him.

“Alaska. It must be so different for you here.”

“It is. Exciting, too,” I murmured.

He scooted onto the leather couch, so that he was seated right beside me. He lowered his head to my forearm and then kissed my skin delicately. I didn’t pull back.

His fingers ran down the length of my arm until they met my wrist. He circled slowly around the tender skin. I hadn’t expected him to be so gentle.

“That feels nice,” I said as my cheeks flushed.

“I’m glad you like it.” His lips curved into a devious smile. I couldn’t help myself, so I leaned forward to kiss him.

He kissed me deeply, and I returned it with equal passion, my fingers raking through his dark hair. My tongue slid over his lips, wet with desire, as I sucked his mouth playfully.

“You taste so good.”

He bit my lip softly and pulled his hands over my bare ass as I moaned in pleasure.  I was already wet for him; my body bent towards his instinctually as I kissed him with increased vigor.  I scooted down my panties but he stopped me and firmly seized my wrist tightly in his hand. His palm covered mine, and then he guided my lace thong down my leg until it slipped casually off my ankle into a crumpled heap on the floor.

He licked his lips seductively, drawing me into his inviting kiss once again. His warm mouth melted into mine and I forgot about everything else. My mind was completely consumed by him. Only him.

He scooted his T-shirt over his head, and tossed the shirt onto the floor. I ran my fingers down the hard lines of his six pack abs, and grabbed his straining thighs as he pushed towards me. The smell of his skin intoxicated my senses.

“Olivia, you drive me crazy,” he whispered in my ear.

I wrapped my legs around him; the bulge in his pants erotically teased me. I unfastened his belt and unbuttoned the waist, then coaxed the zipper down and freed his manhood. He was so hot and hard, I couldn’t help myself. I grasped him greedily with my hands, and slid my fists up and down the length of him as he shivered in delight.

“You’re so tempting.”  He held my wrists and laid me back on the couch, his fingers drawing a line down my abdomen to the shorn hairs above my slit. His breath quickened, as he growled into my ear.  “You smell so fucking good.”

Aidan gripped my ass, cupping it in his hands, and scooted me on top of him. I teased him slowly, gyrating my wetness above his pulsing cock, taking him to the edge of my opening. He moaned with pleasure, and held my head tightly in his hands as he gazed straight into my eyes.

“You don’t have to be gentle,” I whispered as I nipped his earlobe.

“Mmmmm,” he moaned.

His fingers massaged my clit, rubbing me in soft circles until I surged towards the edge of orgasm.  I stopped myself, not ready for the explosion to overtake me so quickly, so suddenly. I pulled his hand up to my neck, encouraging him massage my shoulders so I could cool off for a moment while I reached towards the side table drawer next to the couch. That’s where I always kept a condom, in case I ever needed one.

“I’m not done feeling you.”  He slid his hands down my back and ran his fingertips over my wet slickness.  My body clenched, begging for him to enter me.  His fingers slipped inside me and massaged me from my depths, as waves of pleasure radiated outward from the innermost part of my body. He slid his fingers out and back inside again, expertly pumping me to the brink, my body helpless to stop him.

I clutched the foil packet of the condom in my hands, nearly crushing it as I tried to force it open.

“Just give me a minute,” I breathed as I fumbled with its slippery wrapper.

He smiled widely, which only added to his dangerous good looks. “We don’t need that. Shifters and humans can’t have babies together. And there are no diseases we can pass, either.”

“You’re sure?” I squinted at him.

“Yes, I’m sure. Biology doesn’t work like that.”

“Oh, I didn’t know,” I blushed.

He kissed my forehead gently, as then growled softly as his lips slid down my cheek.  I tried to hold back my nervous laughter. I was so turned on by his ability to take control and by his complete enthusiasm for my body.

“I’ve never had sex with a non-shifter before,” he purred in my ear.

“Never?”  I blushed, only half believing him and the other half wondering if he was really telling the truth.

“Never,” he laughed. The mood turned playful, which made me desire him all the more.  His glistening skin felt slick and hot against my flesh, and I wanted him inside me more than I’d ever wanted anything.  I straddled him and hovered over the crown of his impressive cock.  He commanded my hips towards him as I lowered myself slowly, tantalizing his tip. Then I took in the full of him, sheathing him until he hit the end of me.

I moved my hips slowly, enjoying the burn of him filling my body with his pulsating warmth.  I whimpered as his erection fueled my cravings to go faster. He was so big; I was afraid he’d hurt me.

“Can we go slow?”  I whispered aloud, as much to myself as to him.

“Of course, baby. Slow. Oh God, you feel so good.”  He tensed as he slipped up and down against my slippery folds, my body hungry and aching for more.  The air smelled like sex and passion, an enticing aphrodisiac that excited my senses. My whole body tingled in anticipation of more.

He kneaded my breasts, their sensitive flesh aroused by the soft rubbing of his fingers and the delicate flicks of his nimble tongue. I moaned in pleasure as he thrust his magnificent cock harder inside me. I pushed back into him, driving him harder against me. I wanted him to feel the pleasure I felt, and I knew I could take him.

“You’re so wet.”  He threw his head back as his fingers gripped my shaking thighs. I closed my eyes and tensed the muscles of my sex, gripping his cock inside me as I slid him in and out, completely in control. His body shook, as we started to move faster, fully in sync.

I rocked my clit against the base of him, my body aching and stretched further than I’d ever been before. My breasts hung over his lips as he teased them gently with his teeth, sending electric pulses up my spine. He placed his hand flat against me and began to rub my quivering clit with the pads of his fingers, in slow deep circles that had me begging for more.

“Faster,” I rasped, my voice on the edge of release.

He pressed harder, massaging me with even pressure as I railed against his hand. Waves of pleasure gripped me, pushing me to the edge of my ability to stay in control.

“Just let go,” he breathed.

I heeded his command and let my hair whip from side to side. My breasts bounced freely as I pumped him inside me. Sweat steamed off our heated bodies. We moved in unison, both immersed in our animalistic pleasure. Our breaths quickened. We tensed, both of us on the brink of orgasm. I didn’t think I could wait any longer.

I pressed my lips to his, kissing him deeply as I ran my fingers through his damp hair. His mouth tasted sweet and salty all at once. He grabbed my hips and rocked me back and forth on top of him as we sped towards the inevitable explosion we both felt coming.

I whipped myself into a frenzy, my body fucking him with wild, carnal abandon. I wanted him to release inside me, to let himself go before I lost my mind.

“You feel so good,” I cried out as he thrusted again. It was too much. I tightened around him and released. My body spasmed out of control in a flood of emotions and raw ecstasy.

“Aidan.”  He held my hips as the orgasm ripped through me, starting at my depths, and working its way up through my spine until it cast out of every part of my body. I screamed in delight, unable to contain the emotion I felt in my body as I rocked with pleasure.

“Oh God,” he growled, thrusting his hips into mine as he slammed into my depths. I felt the end of him as he tensed, his cock on the verge of explosion. His eyes closed as a wild expression spread across his ruggedly gorgeous face.

“Like that.”  He pushed towards me, his magnificent body focused on the need to climax.

“Olivia. Fuck.”  He came explosively, in a release that rocked both our bodies until we shook together as one. His body quivered as the tension drained from his muscular physique.

I rested my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his strong arms around my back, drawing me into the muscular folds of his chest. He ran his fingers along my jaw and kissed me softly.

“That was…”  he sighed heavily, shaken to his core and unable to finish his sentence.

“Amazing,” I whispered. I relaxed back into his arms, never wanting this night to end.