What I know is the sound of the bear’s powerful roar. The bang of the gun going off, firing at thin air. And the thud of Luke landing on his ass.

  “Eden!” he yelled as I began to run. “Eden, don’t walk away from me! I love you!”

  As if I was going to fall for that!

  Asher and I went home. We took the car Luke had driven. He would find another way to get back, I was sure. After he had declared his love for me and then nearly killed me, I didn’t feel I owed him any favors.

  In the parking lot of my building, I took his hand timidly into mine. He accepted it, and we walked silently the rest of the way to my apartment. My heart pounded; he had been over there before, but not in a situation like this. Not that there had ever been a situation like this before – not in my life, and maybe not in the history of this planet!

  “No one's here,” Asher said with surprise as I opened the door into my place.

  I read the note on the fridge. “My roommates will be out for a while,” I said, and led him into my room.

  Once we were inside that safe place, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled myself up tall to kiss him. He kissed me back, an expression of surprise muffled by my mouth on his.

  “What are you thinking?” he asked when I finally let him pull away.

  “I’m not thinking anything. Just... that I love you.”

  “You told me that already,” he said, trying to smile even though I could tell this conversation wasn't easy for him. “What does it mean, though? Can you live with dating a werebear?”

  I looked at him, his gentle brown eyes and his furrowed brow - not to mention his muscled bare chest and powerful body. “I don't know,” I told him. “But... I think I want to try.”

  “That's all I'm asking you for,” he said, a huge smile bursting across his face before he pressed his lips to mine once again. My heart felt like it was going to explode. I didn't know if I was making the right choice or not, but my heart knew what it wanted.

  We kissed again and again, finally making our way onto the bed where we lay side by side, rediscovering each other with gentle caresses. I cuddled up against his strong, naked chest, and he ran his fingers along my back.

  His fingers wandered between the hem of my shirt and the waistline of my jeans. All I wanted was to lie with him and feel protected. So he pulled me closer against him, murmuring words of comfort.

  I dozed on and off, the stress of recent events slowly leaking out of my body. When I awoke fully and looked at him with his sweet face, sleeping there like a baby, I could hardly remember what he had ever done to make me unhappy with him.

  How had I been almost ready to give up on him earlier? He was perfect - everything that I had ever wanted or needed. And he had saved my life. It didn't matter if he was a werebear, a werewolf, a vampire, or a zombie. I had to be with him.

  “Asher?” I asked softly, not wanting to wake him up if he was really sleeping.

  His eyes opened and he smiled at me. A wave of love washed over me - I could call it that now, he had accepted my love for him, and had even said he loved me back.

  It might have been just because of lying next to a gorgeous, muscular man for hours on end, but at this point, the area between my legs was aching.

  “Asher, I was thinking...” I started.

  “Yes?”

  “I love you,” I said. “I really do. I just wasn’t sure before if I could trust you.”

  “I know,” he said, his eyes downcast.

  “But now, after the way you rescued me earlier… After all the things that have happened between us…” I paused for a long moment, unsure of how to say what I wanted to say. “I think I might be ready to really trust you.”

  He pushed himself up onto one elbow, his hard, hairy body on display for me alone. “What are you saying, Eden? You want to have sex?”

  “I don't know. Maybe. You don't want to?” I was starting to regret having brought this up. He didn't seem to be interested at all.

  “I want to,” he said slowly. “If you’re comfortable, and you’re doing this for yourself and not for me, I’d absolutely love to have sex with you.”

  I smiled, seeing that his hesitation was only out of concern for me. “I am,” I said.

  He started kissing my neck, his hands working their way under my shirt and cupping my boobs over my bra. If I thought my clit was aching before, it was pounding now, and I wasn't going to be able to ignore it anymore.

  I leaned up so that he could take my shirt off. Unlike the night before - was it really that recently that he had first seen me naked? - we were in a well-lit place, and he could see every inch of my body. Again, though, despite how fit and sexy he was himself, he still seemed to adore every inch of my curves.

  Trailing wet kisses down my chest now, he pulled me up slightly so that he could unhook my bra. I bit my lip as my boobs came out in the bright light, but his excited reaction made me less self-conscious. Once his mouth found my nipple, I could hardly think about anything else.

  I was hardly aware of him undoing my pants, but then his hands were in my panties, playing with my clit first, then venturing inside me. I squealed as he probed into my wet folds. He was less cautious than he had been the night before, and his finger seemed to be fully inside after just a few thrusts.

  Maybe I had been wrong about this sex thing. His finger was already big enough - there was no way anything more would fit inside of there. His finger was good, though, especially as he began to move it slowly inside of my private parts. I groaned, spreading my legs further and pushing back against him.

  When he moved toward my crotch level, I didn't question it. He found my clit with his tongue and began to lick. A sudden pain in my depths made me jump again. He had to have added a second finger. “What are you doing?” I demanded.

  “Relax,” he said. “If you just relax, it won't hurt.”

  I tried to relax as he returned to licking me. That part felt nothing short of amazing, even if the pain between my legs was distracting. Again, though, it did go away after a minute.

  Trying to focus on positive sensations like the tongue swirling around my clit, I brought my hands to my chest. I squeezed my boobs, playing with them the way I like to when I'm alone.

  As Asher fingered me slowly, I started to mind it less. Being stretched out did feel good. And even as innocent as I am, I knew that it was good to be stretched out first. Something even bigger was coming.

  My sensitive clitoris ached under Asher's tongue. I wanted to come, but I wanted to hold off, too. It was too soon to let myself go now, when the main part of our moment was yet to come.

  “Do you think you're ready to try?” he asked, curling his fingers inside me in a way that made me moan.

  “I... I guess so.”

  With one finger, he massaged my clit again. “I want to hear a 'yes,' Eden. I don't want us to do anything you're not comfortable with.”

  I would have smiled, if my face hadn't already been contorted with pleasure. He was so sweet and so kind - for a guy who could turn into a wild, violent werebear at any moment.

  “Yes,” I said, nearly moaning. “I want it.”

  Removing his fingers from my pussy but not from my clit, he took off his pants and knelt before me on the bed. I pulled my knees up higher and spread my folds with my hands to give him access to the part of me he wanted so badly.

  He massaged me down there, rubbing the wet evidence of my arousal all around to lubricate my entrance. As he started to enter me, it felt a lot bigger than the two fingers he had just had inside me, and I cried out.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, immediately stopping.

  I nodded, fighting the tears of pain that had sprung into my eyes. If I could get through the initial pain, it would feel good - the way it had with each of his fingers.

  “You're not okay,” he said, looking concerned.

  “No! I am!” The pleasure was already starting to outweigh the pain. I wanted to feel all of him in every way.

  Oh, my dear Diary, I'll tell you this – even if I was scared, I wanted to try everything else possible with him!

  “Keep going,” I moaned despite the sharp pain. “Don't stop.”

  Inch by inch, he forced himself into my pussy. I wriggled and squirmed, having my pussy split open by his big dick, but every time he paused in concern, I begged him not to stop.

  Finally he was all the way in, his dick buried completely inside me. His body was in my body in a way that no one had ever been inside it before.

  He began to move in short and gentle thrusts that still hurt a little bit but mostly felt good. “Touch my clit,” I moaned. My own hands were still busy holding my cheeks apart for him.

  His fingers found that most sensitive part of me and rubbed it firmly. I gasped for breath. It was almost too much to bear, his dick buried deep inside me and his fingers on my clit, along with the sight of his hard, hairy body above me.

  I felt so much love for him in that moment. All I wanted was to stay there with him forever, for that moment to never, ever end.

  He leaned down to kiss me, adding a new sensation to the ones I was already feeling. It was really too much now, and my legs began to shake. My body jerked; my muscles contracted.

  Even though I was the one who was coming, he was the one that screamed. As the orgasm crashed down on me in wave after wave, I was vaguely conscious of him still thrusting into me. “You're so tight,” he was saying. “Holy shit.”

  My eyes opened again to see him looking down at me with some mix of affection and arousal. My body seemed to have relaxed, and his thrusts gave me no pain at all now. He bent to kiss me again, murmuring in my ear this time. “You're incredible,” he told me between long kisses. “I love you.”

  “I love you too,” I said, nearly high off the orgasm I had just experienced and what I was feeling for this man - this werebear - who was showing me what love could be.

  He pushed into me in long, slow thrusts that seemed to be an extension of the long, slow kisses he continued to give me. I opened myself to him, accepting him deep into my body.

  “I'm going to come soon,” he whispered.

  “Okay.”

  Would he keep control of himself this time, I wondered? Or would he turn, his hairy body becoming that of the bear that had scared me so badly earlier?

  He could usually keep control of himself when he came, but this was the first time he had taken me in this way. It had been so exciting for both of us that it was more likely that he would turn, without even wanting to, than that he wouldn't.

  If he did, I wasn't sure what I would do.

  He thrust into me faster, his rapid movement in my pussy making me gasp and moan even though I was already completely satisfied. Buried deep inside me, he growled like a bear. “I'm going to come!”

  It was only a few seconds before a warm liquid erupted into me. “Ahh,” he grunted as his climax took him over. He dropped to hold himself up with one arm as he continued to milk the last drops out of his dick and into my waiting canal. When at last he pulled out I looked at him with desire, my empty pussy still longing for him to fill it again.

  And despite my worries, dear Diary, that arm was still an arm - not a paw. His chest was still hairy, not furry. And most important of all, his dick was still a human dick.

  That is to say - he had kept control of himself, even after having had sex with me for the first time.

  He lay down next to me and I cuddled up to him, our naked bodies pressed up against each other's. I stroked his hairy arm slowly. If he had managed to remain in control today, there was hope that he could do it in the future. That the way he had lost control of himself in the back seat the other night really had been the exception and not the rule.

  But no matter how often he might or might not have problems with turning, I'll be at his side. I'm willing to stick with him despite whatever issues he’ll go through. I know he’ll be there for me too, loving me and protecting me.

  “I love you,” I whispered as I clutched his hard body against mine.

  Five

  Dear Diary,

  I’m so sorry I haven’t written in here for so long. These past few months have been just crazy. So much has been going on, and I’ve been so busy!

  I still hang out with Ben and Mike, but not Luke. After I told them about what happened between him, me, and Asher, they were more than willing to uninvited him from our board game nights.

  In hindsight, I can see how the signs of him liking me were there all along. I just never thought anyone would be attracted to a curvy girl like me. If I hadn’t fallen for Asher first, maybe I would have given Luke a chance just for the experience of having a boyfriend.

  Gosh, I’m so happy things didn’t happen like that! I would have been accepting something I didn’t really want, and missing out on something better than I could ever have imagined. When I think about the crazed, violent side that he showed me in the end, I’m truly glad Luke is out of my life forever. It’s almost funny that he thought Asher only wanted me for sex, actually!

  Asher and I moved in together two months ago. It might seem a bit fast, but the love we share made us sure it was the right thing to do. Neither of us had the slightest hesitation about it! We decided to do it before we even knew…

  We have a gorgeous apartment in the center of the city. Every day, we go to class together. He usually drives, but sometimes I take the wheel. I’m getting used to driving again, at least when he’s around to tell me what to do. Our psychology profs are still boring, but we have a built-in study buddy now.

  It’s been really convenient having him in all my classes, actually. He can tell me what the homework was on the days the morning sickness is too much for me and I have to stay home.

  Yes, dear Diary, the morning sickness. That very first night we were together, he got me pregnant. A few weeks later, I began to suspect, and a trip to the doctor’s confirmed it.

  We don’t know if the baby will be a werebear or not, but Asher loves the idea of having a little cub. He has his heart set on it being a boy, too. I haven’t told him yet, but my intuition tells me it’s going to be a little girl. We’ll find out in a few months, anyway!

  So, that's all for now, dear Diary. I don't think I'll need to write in here anymore. I have everything I've ever wanted, and some things that I didn't even know I needed. Asher and I may have some problems, but we're in this together. We love each other, and nothing can overcome that.

  Thank you for listening, my dear Diary. I think I just felt our little cub kick. I'm going to put the pen down and get back in bed with my sexy werebear of a boyfriend now!

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