The next morning, Dina awoke to the sight of Logan walking around the bedroom, butt-naked. He seemed to be looking for something, and she watched him drowsily, eyes half-open, so he didn’t notice she was awake. He had such a hot, masculine body. There was nothing self-conscious or preening about him; he had real, human flesh on his muscles, and there were little scars on his body here and there. She cast appreciative eyes over his shoulders, his biceps, his pecs, his ass. She felt like she wanted to lick every inch of this sexy man. His cock was semi-hard, and the sight of it made her pussy muscles twitch. She thought about all the things he’d said to her last night, both about how much sex they were going to have in the future, and about how he wanted to be her permanent, life-long mate, and her belly warmed with happiness and desire all rolled into one. She gave a contented sigh, and Logan turned to look at her.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, and walked over, climbed onto the bed next to her and enveloped her in a hug.

“Morning yourself,” she said.

“How did you sleep?”

“Very well, I think. I didn’t stir once.”

“That’s probably because it’s so peaceful here.” She listened, and all she could hear was the sound of birds.

“Maybe,” she said, knowing it had more to do with the fact that Logan had been there. She didn’t sleep well by herself, and last night, she’d fallen asleep feeling safe and protected, which was not a familiar feeling for her.

Logan pulled the covers back and climbed under them.

“Mmm, you smell so sweet,” he said, nuzzling her. “Like acacia blossoms.” His skin glided against hers as he held her against him. The touch of his body was instantly arousing, and Dina’s mind started going wild with all of the things she wanted to do. She dipped her head and kissed him on the lips, reaching for his cock at the same time. He let out a groan, becoming hard in a second. She moved her hand up and down his shaft, with light, teasing strokes, and his hips gave little jerks. He tried to push her onto her back, but she put a hand on his chest and persuaded him to lay on his back instead.

“You know what I was thinking of doing just now, as I was watching you walking around?” she said.

“What?”

“Taking you in my mouth,” she whispered. He made a sharp intake of breath, and, at the same moment, she ducked down and did just that. She licked all over the tip of his cock, teasing him, making light circles, moving up and down the shaft, until he was crazy with need.

“Dina, please,” he whispered at last, and, finally, she positioned her lips over the tip and took his length into her mouth. He growled and snarled as she moved up and down, sucking him deeper and deeper into her mouth, and, at the edges of her vision, she could make out his hand clutching at the bedsheets.

“Stop!” he said after a moment. “I can’t keep my bear under control.” He eased her off him, and, in a deft movement, he got to his knees, and turned her around. Unexpectedly, she was now on her hands and knees. She’d always hated doing it doggy-style, embarrassed by the size of her behind, but Logan stroked the globes of her ass, whispering words of appreciation.

“You look so sexy like this, Dina,” he murmured. “You have such a lovely round ass. I love your curves so much.” The touch of his hands was soothing, and then gently arousing. She found herself arching her back, to encourage him to caress her more firmly. His fingers moved in circles, edging closer and closer to her sensitive labia. He was close, yet tantalizingly just out of reach. She gave a sigh of frustration, realizing at the same moment that he was deliberately teasing her.

“Be patient,” he whispered, with a chuckle. She didn’t feel patient. Her clit was already throbbing, and that telltale ache had begun deep inside her – a sign that she would soon be wet and ready for him. When both of his thumbs ran the length of her labia, her body jolted. He caressed her outer labia for several, maddening minutes, making her wetter and more hungry for him, before he moistened a finger in her juices, reached around in front of her thigh and touched her clit. She jumped again, harder than before. Her clit was like a live wired. At the same time, she felt his cock lightly pushing at her entrance. She groaned and arched her back further, and, in one movement, he was in. She gasped at being so suddenly filled by him. It was almost more than she could cope with.

Keeping his finger on her clit, softly circling, he began to move in and out of her. As he made slow, measured thrusts, Dina lowered her head onto her hands, and pressed her hand over her mouth. What Logan was doing to her felt so intense that she had to restrain herself from screaming. Her pussy walls were on fire, his cock turning them to liquid heat. Her muscles gripped his cock, each thrust sending them into tiny spasms. His thrusts quickened, and became harder, each one filling her to the hilt, his pelvis butting deliciously against her ass. Before long, the spasms turned into a violent tremor, and she held her breath, feeling like she was falling through space. One hard thrust knocked her over the edge, and she exploded in an intense, powerful orgasm, beginning at her clit, and detonating in waves deep inside her.

Logan took her orgasm as a sign to fuck her even harder, and she collapsed on her front, helpless, as he pumped in and out of her unrelentingly. As with the previous night, she came again and again, and, as she hit one, extra strong climax, Logan came too, rasping and growling in her ear.

Afterwards, he stayed on top of her, kissing her back and the nape of her neck.

“That was even hotter than last night, Dina, which I didn’t think was possible,” he murmured. “I didn’t know mating could be so intense. You’re mine, all mine. I can’t wait for the day that I fill you with my seed, and you bear our first cubs. I can’t wait to make love to you while you’re pregnant, your belly gently swelling with our babies.” Dina wriggled with delight. She couldn’t wait either. She was so ready to have Logan as her lifelong mate, and bear his cubs.

* * *

Logan was as good as his word. Dina didn’t leave his place all of the following week. They stayed holed up in his cozy cabin, having rough, tender, energetic sex. He attended to her every need, cooking her amazing meals from his overstocked fridge, all of which had a strong meat focus. She ate deer, wild boar, moose and rabbit, all cooked to perfection.

On the following Saturday, Dina woke up to the sound of a beeper going.

“What’s that?” she said drowsily, rubbing her eyes. When she opened them fully, she saw that Logan was already out of bed, pulling his clothes on.

“It’s an alert. It means that there’s a fire emergency somewhere in the forest, and my boys and I have to go deal with it.”

“Is it bad?” she said, pulling herself into a sitting position.

“No. We just have to watch out for forest fires. It probably means that someone lit a campfire somewhere they shouldn’t have.” He walked over and kissed her on her forehead. “It’s still early. Go back to sleep, sweetheart, and I’ll wake you in a couple of hours with breakfast.”

“Ok,” she said uncertainly. As he crashed out of the cabin, she lay back down, not thinking she’d fall back to sleep at all. But, within minutes, she was sound asleep again.

When Dina next awoke, it was to the sound of animal growls and snorts. She sat up quickly. What is that? She drew the curtain aside, but couldn’t see anything unusual, so she pulled on the shirt Logan had been wearing the night before and rushed into the living room to look out of the window. What she saw made her jaw drop.

There were maybe eight huge bears fighting each other right in front of the window. Her heart began to beat fast, and she stifled a small scream. They were wrestling each other, tumbling around in the dirt, and their mouths were open, revealing sharp, white teeth. What the hell was she supposed to do? She wished Logan was here to help her. Hold on, they’re not actually fighting that aggressively. As she forced herself to calm down, she saw that they were actually tumbling around like puppies. They’re playing! I didn’t know adult bears did that. But then, what do I know about bears? She pulled the curtain a little wider, and one of the bears paused mid-wrestle and looked right at her. It was a black bear, with these really intense, soulful eyes. As she watched, it came right up to the window, and pressed a paw against the glass. The paw was huge, with a large black pad, five smaller pads, and five sharp black claws. It’s Logan, of course it is, her rational mind told her, although her heart was still pumping double time. Tense with nerves, she stepped away from the window, and walked to the front door. She opened it cautiously, and the bear was there, on the veranda, standing a little back from the door.

“Logan?” she whispered. The bear walked forward on all four paws, stretched its long muzzle towards her hand, and gave it a lick. She lifted her hand, still trembling a little, and placed it on the bear’s head. Its fur – Logan’s fur – was so soft and luxuriant. Growing more confident, she stroked his ears, and his muzzle, and his cute leathery nose. He turned his head in the direction of the other bears, and she followed his gaze. He gave a little bark, and they stopped rolling around in the dirt, got to their feet, backed up onto their hind legs and raised a paw. They were waving to her. They were all the guys she’d met at the garden party. Not that she could identify them individually, but it was them: Logan’s clan. She waved back at them, and they returned to their tumbles. Logan stepped closer to the door, and nosed it wide open. Slipping past her, he walked into the cabin. Dina followed him hesitantly, and closed the door.

As she stood and watched, something began to change in his bear’s body. His fur seemed to be disappearing. His head was shrinking, the muzzle shortening. His torso became tighter, more compact, while his limbs lengthened. Then it happened in the blink of an eye: he had human skin, and his muscles rippled; there was the sound of bones cracking, followed by a loud crunch and a kind of whoosh. And he was standing on two feet: a naked man. Dina ran over to Logan and wrapped her arms around him. Her eyes stung with emotion. Logan squeezed her tight, gently rubbing her back.

“I’m so sorry for scaring you, baby,” he said tenderly.

“I wasn’t scared,” she whispered. He laughed. “Dina, I could smell it on you. You can’t hide things like that from me, you know!” She looked up at him.

“I’m sorry. I was so happy to finally see you as a bear; I didn’t want you to think I didn’t like it. I was a little scared at first, but as soon as I understood it was you, it was fine.”

“Good,” he said, stroking her face. “I felt like this was the only thing missing from our pair bonding. Now we’re complete.” He lifted her chin with his thumb, so she was looking him in the eye. “Dina, I love you,” he said.

“Oh, Logan, I love you too,” she replied, eyes bright with tears of happiness.

“You do?” he whispered, as if he could scarcely believe it.

“I do. My feelings have been growing for you every day, as we’ve been spending all this time together and getting to know each other so well. And now I feel like we’re so closely joined, we could never be parted.”

“It’s true, baby. We never will be,” he replied, dipping his head, and drawing her into a long, tender kiss.

After what felt like hours, Logan drew back.

“God, you must think I’m a disgusting bear,” he said. “I’ve been running around all morning, and here I am, touching you and I haven’t even had a shower!” Dina laughed in delight.

“You smell great to me,” she said. He smelled earthy and spicy – his usual exciting masculine scent. “But what happened with the fire?”

“Ah, just some idiot starting a fire by dropping a cigarette butt into a litter bin. We put it out easily. But if it hadn’t been reported to us quickly, it would’ve been a different story,” he said, shaking his head. “Now, I’m going for a shower. Want to join me?”

“I’d love to!” Dina said, eyes lighting up.