Bare Instincts: A BBW Paranormal Bear Shifter Romance by Vella Day

hold her still. “Let me take you.”
    Unable to move now, she lowered her forehead against his collarbone and inhaled as he pistoned into her. The world tilted on its axis and fire consumed her. He withdrew, waited a few seconds while he kissed her forehead, and then plunged in again. This time, his cock must have hit her bear button because she wanted to devour him. She pulled his head toward her and kissed him as he continued to pound into her. The leaves stopped swishing, the river in the background ceased to make any noise, and even the birds had halted their song. All that was left was Burke and how he was transforming her body and mind.
    When he thrust into her again, her inner walls clamped down, holding him tight for dear life. His fingers dug into her ass as his cock exploded. His powerful, hot climax triggered her orgasm, sending her into oblivion. Not wanting to attract any more attention should any hikers be around, Tasha swallowed her yell.
    When his dick stopped pulsating and her pussy’s vibrations ebbed, she lowered her legs to the ground.
    “Jesus,” Burke said. “I don’t know what came over me. That was intense.”
    “For me, too.” Now wasn’t the time or place to contemplate whether Burke was her mate since her brain wasn’t functioning past desire.
    She looked around for something to wipe up with, but she didn’t want to mess up her clothes.
    “Let’s take a dip to clean off,” Burke said as if he could read her mind.
    That would work, though she’d never been very tolerant of the cold when in human form. Another problem was that the lake was at least two hundred feet away and she wasn’t all that excited about walking over the rough ground since the souls of her feet were sensitive. As she debated how she wanted to proceed, a bright blue light flashed—Burke had shifted. That was smart.
    Tasha rarely took her bear form. For one, she lumbered, and two, her figure was far less flattering, if that was even possible. Nor did she have a good reason to be in her animal form very often, which she’d always considered a good thing.
    Burke stopped and turned around. He roared, acting like a goof, and she couldn’t help but laugh. As long as she was in this deep, she might as well go all the way. If he hung around long enough, he’d see her animal form at some point in her life. She closed her eyes and concentrated on changing. It seemed to take thirty seconds before her body remembered what it was supposed to do. When she opened her eyes, she was covered in fur, and heat instantly encased her. She’d forgotten how warm her bearskin could be.
    As soon as she’d shifted, Burke dashed off to where the river met the lake. He splashed around and water flew every which way. As long as she was going to get wet, she might as well head farther up river and catch them some fish. The thought of snagging the first one made her hurry. She rushed past him, all the while checking out the fast flowing river for something to snag.
    There . A fish jumped and Tasha plowed in. Not to be outdone, Burke charged upstream after her.
    “Way to let the fish know you’re coming, lead foot!” she telepathed then chuckled.
    He glanced over at her and roared. He was full of himself today. Tasha crossed to the middle of the stream then waited for the next potential meal to come to her. She’d read all about catching salmon in Alaska. Someday, she’d like to see fish swim upstream in person.
    The current carried a foot-long fish down river straight toward her. Just as she was about to pounce, Burke charged, bumping into her as they both fought over the fish. Tasha lost her footing and plunged into the water, and Burke captured the fish then instantly dropped it.
    “You okay?” he asked.
    Tasha rose to her feet. “ I’m good .”
    For that move, she was declaring out and out war. Drenched from head to toe, she plowed up river. More fish came her way. Looking behind her, she caught Burke wrestling with a different