Lying in bed... You know that time of morning where you're all warm and happy. And, you still have time before you start your day. That's when I woke up. I have this weird ability to wake up before something is about to happen. So I just lay there waiting. Then I hear you move. You edge closer to me. I can't see you, because I'm on my stomach. I feel one of your large hands touch my waist then move to my ass. You grab my ass. As you do, your thumb works into my slit and massages both openings. My whole body contracts. It's a reflex. You recognize it as an indicator of receptiveness. My body an accomplice for the other side. I hear you breathe "Yes" In my ear. I reach over and find you. I begin to stroke you.
You are now hovering over me. A bear of a man. Sometimes, in that moment when you first look over me. I wonder if the sadist in you asks "should I just crush her?" I've seen that smile after you ask yourself that question.
I feel your breath move down my neck. You, you are looking for a place to sink your teeth in. I sometimes forget how primal we are. You find your spot right at the base of my neck. Where it meets my shoulder. I feel the edge of your teeth dig into my skin. You gradually apply more pressure, and a wave of pain flows through me. I begin to howl in pain. I feel your thumb enter me, and the rest of your hand cups my clit. You lift the bottom half of me up onto my knees. Always tempering pain with pleasure. You begin to work your thumb in and out as you rub my clit. Now I'm moaning. Damn, the places you take me to are blinding. This cocktail you mix, it makes me do crazy things.
Your teeth finally let go of my shoulder. I know too well though that you only do this to find a better hold. I can feel those emerald eyes following the lines of my body. Taking an account. I feel your beard move toward the middle of my back. You stop at that spot by my shoulder blade. Pause. I feel you gently put your mouth over it. Then I feel your warm tongue probe for the knot that's there. You are a smart bear. You know that knot is an indicator of how much honey you receive. To you, I am your hive.
You breathe a heavy breath, and slowly bite at it. Again I feel you move inside me. I think you are trying to pull the knot out through my skin. I burry my face in the pillow, and grip the bed. In an instant you let go. My body relaxes. And that knot all but dissolves.
I feel you kiss and lick your way down my spine. Your free hand grabs my hip. Your fingers sink into my flesh. Letting me know I can't run from you. Your tongue gets to my ass. You can't help but to dig your teeth in here. Then you move to the space between. Burying your face. I again feel your warm tongue probe. You begin to make circles with it. You slowly slide your tongue in my ass as you move your thumb in and out. It's like electricity shoots through my veins. The hand on my hip, fingers dig in. Holding me still.
You are a greedy bear... but a patient one. You want every last drop of honey from the hive. Your tongue goes back to licking in circles. You move your hand from my hip. I feel your other thumb enter me. It begins to move counter to the first one. Instinctively I move into you. I begin to realize you are headed toward something. Warming me up.
With a gentle kiss on my back, and a bite, you remove your thumbs from inside me. You lift my head up, look at me with those green eyes. I wrap my hands around your tree-like forearms. You kiss me. Place my head back on the pillow. And tell me not to move.
I hear you rifle through clothes. I catch a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye. You may be big, but you are definitely muscle. I love the lines of your body. That beautiful crook your ass and legs make when you bend over. Like a perfect question mark. Your back is like heaven. And those forearms and hands. Just begging to be around my neck.
Some more noise and you come back to bed. You take my hands above my head. You produce a belt and tie them together, and to the bedpost. Your hand slides down my body. You tease my ass some more. In goes a finger. Then I hear you huff "breathe" as you slide another in. You work them spreading them a bit more each time. You pause. Then I feel cold metal. You whisper "be good, and take the hook. I'll make it worth your time." You feel me relax. Deep breath as you work the hook in. You tie it to my ponytail. You begin a low growl.
You are behind me. Admiring your work. Your hands on my ass, I feel every movement. The hook continues to set further and further in. I feel your beard between my legs. You have found your hive. Dripping with honey.
You begin to lick. Your tongue is like velvet. It gently swirls around as your tongue goes deeper. The hook makes everything more intense. It feels like there are a dozen of you in there. You find your spot. Every time you touch it my body shivers. You do not relent.
Every. Last. Drop. The orgasims shoot through me. I scream out uncontrollably. My legs are shaking, so you put your hands under me and hold me up. I don't know where you learned what you're doing to me, but it feels like a head rush over my whole body. I'm trying not to writhe with the hook in. Damn you're amazing. My fuck bear.
Finally, you come out from behind me. Breathing heavy. You untie the hook, and I slump onto the pillow. You release my hands and pull me up to you. You put one hand on my throat, and grab a fist full of hair. You look through me with those green eyes, then kiss me. I ask "can we do that every morning?" You smile and say "sure, I love honey."