Cabin kingdom

4 The bear

Ben layed in bed looking up at the rafters. Jenn was everything he wanted and what he didn't even knew he needed. Smart, beautiful, witty, sassy and so full of life. He had been with other women but none of them lived in his mind. Jenn never called him Ben, but Benjamin. The sound of his name on her lips was in its self seductive. And now that he had seen her, seen those lips and felt that pull now he new he had a heart. Not his heart but her heart, because it was hers now.

He had been hard for hours and couldn't take it anymore. he slid his hand down grabbed his shaft by the base. Bens hand slid up and down as he imagined her legs spread open as he lowered his mouth to her wetness. She was warm, wet and sweet on his tongue. Her sensitive bud poking out begging to be licked and sucked on. "Benjamin please I need more"

Ben: say my name again.

"Benjamin I need you inside me" Ben slid 2 fingers into her tightness and clamp his mouth over her bud sucking harder and licking faster. He felt her core clamp down around his fingers as she exploded.

Ben: F**k I love to hear you beg. I love knowing I can make you feel that good. "Lay down Benjamin I want to see you"

Now Jenn slowly lowering herself onto his shaft. She leaned forward kissing him moaning into his mouth as she started to ride his c**k. Ben pulled Jenn closer so that her br**sts hung right over his mouth. he took one ni**le in his mouth licking sucking nipping at her hard buds. He switched to the other giving it the same attention. Her moans echoed in the rafters. It wasn't enough he need more. So he pulled her to his chest and rolled them over. Deeper, he had to be deeper. Her legs found their way to his shoulders as he drove in and out, faster and harder. He wasn't going to last as his balls tighten and his sh*ft grew harder. Then they exploded, c*m dripping down the over his fingers.

Ben: Jenn!! F**k!!

He looked up into the rafters as he caught his breath.

Ben: How am going to keep those dogs away from my girl? I got to get to her first and keep her close.

Ben went to the bathroom to clean up then went outside to stand in the moonlight.

He loved these woods and the sound of the river down below. Memories of a childhood spent in these woods flashed through his head. But those happy memories always brought him back to his father's death and his mother following a few months later. Mates for life, mates till death, always together.

Orphaned at 14 he went to live with his aunt in a city. A city was no place for a bear and his bear hated every moment. His aunt had never found her mate so she had given up and moved to the city. Aunt Gladys was like him, but unlike him her bear sleeped. Ben's bear Boris tried wake her bear. But nothing made the bear move. His aunt had a job working in some office pushing papers around all day. No trees, no mountains just concrete.

When Ben turned 18 he begged her to come with him. He need clean air, trees, freedom. She said she was happy where she was. That was not happiness, it was a slow death.

So he left and spent the next 9 years wondering from town to town working odd carpentry jobs. He was looking for his own kind. But the truth was he was looking for his mate.

Here and there he found a few of his kind but most of them were like his aunt Gladys. Just dead inside. Their bears were like ghosts, shadows of what they once were. If he was to fall to the same fate, he wanted to do it in the last place he was happy.

At 27 he returned to his childhood home. Sutton. His parents home had too many memories, so he sold the place and moved out of town. A shack on a 20 acres of land up a hill from the river is what he bought. He lived in that shack for a year till the work was done on the cabin.

It had been five years since he came back to live a simple hermit like existence. On the other side of town some new family had built new homes and cabins. they had paid well enough for his skills.

In his spare time, which he had a lot of he worked on his carving skills. Bears, birds, deer, horses and even wolf carvings he sold to a shop in town. Some of his pieces had even been sold on line. He had simply needs and had saved enough money to not worry about tomorrow.

He looked back through the door of the cabin. Maybe he should try and get some sleep. Boris had a better idea. " mate I want to see her" . Ben smiled at his bear, he wanted the same thing. Jenn.

Boris push forward and took control shifting into a huge grizzly bear. Chocolate brown eyes let Ben see. He could hear and feel everything his bear did. Boris ran through the woods. The road might have been faster, but the road is not what he wanted to feel under his paws. The smells of the forest just after sunset were intoxicating. Small animals scurried away from the giant bear. An owl hooted a warning to others.

Boris arrived up river from the cabin and slowly crossed over to the other side. Throught the trees he could see the light from the front porch and the living room behind that.

The smell of vanilla and honeysuckle hit is nose and pushed him forward tword the cabin.