Chapter 4

Chapter

Four

T yler woke up with a crick in his neck, a terrible urge to pee, and a warm, heavy little Reed on his lap.

God, his sweet bear was cute with his dark hair mussed and his cheeks flushed with sleep.

He loved the way the worried lines around Reed's mouth disappeared in sleep. The eyes relaxed, and Reed looked younger. Happier.It was a bit of a mystery what Reed actually did, but it seemed like someone was completely taking advantage of his little bear.

Tyler stroked his back, humming a bit to keep Reed asleep. He'd have to get up soon to go to the bathroom, but not yet. Right now, he wanted to enjoy having a cuddle-bear in his arms.

Reed yawned, the end of it a little moan, and he gritted his teeth as his cock hardened up. Hello. He desired Reed, no doubt about it.

Reed wiggled, smiling as he did. "So good…"

"Hey, honey. It's amazing." He wanted to touch all over, but he kept his hands above the waist.

"Oh, you're real. I thought I was dreaming."

"Not right now, no." He smiled when those drowsy eyes opened.

"Good. It's—it's so nice. Waking up with you."

"Thank you, sweet one. Should we have late-night cobbler?" His stomach rumbled.

"Ooh…we should. That sounds perfect. I know how to use the nuker; I'll warm it up."

"Perfect." He kissed the corner of Reed's mouth, then lifted him so they could both get up. "I'll hit the restroom."

"Ice cream?" Reed's smile was bright enough to light the room.

"Absolutely. I love how it melts down in." He headed to the bathroom and came out to find Reed scooping ice cream while the cobbler heated.

The little bear was singing to himself, swaying side to side with a sexy sway and bump.

Tyler watched for long moments, his body still happy to indulge in some fantasies. He wanted it all, and he thought he would have it, but he wouldn't rush. This wasn't about getting off.

This was a long game, all the way. Reed called to him on a cellular level.

He grabbed Reed and spun him neatly, dancing him around the kitchen. "La dah."

"Mmm… Hello. The cobbler is ready." Reed lifted his face for a kiss.

"Is it?" Tyler kissed that sweet mouth, and for a long moment, he was completely lost, nothing else in the world as important as this.

It was a honeyed kiss, sweet and rich and slow. He drew Reed in, letting the connection linger.

Reed's arms wrapped around his neck, little moans sounding. That was more seductive than the cobbler, but anticipation could be amazing, so he pulled back enough to breathe. "Should we have milk?"

"I—yes. Please." The sweet brown eyes were liquid and rich.

"I'll pour." He patted Reed's hip.

Soon enough they were back on the couch with their treats, Reed making a stop at the head before joining him.

"Oh gods. This is good." Tyler licked his spoon.

"Yes. Berries and crust and cream and…" Reed licked his spoon. "It's never been better."

"No? That's good to hear." He pulled Reed a little closer, then licked some ice cream off Reed's lips.

Reed moaned for him, lips parting, and the offer was too perfect to resist.

He kissed Reed again, his whole body lighting up. This was even better than cobbler. One warm hand came to rest against his cheek, fingers stroking him.

His beard stubble probably felt scratchy as hell, but he didn't care. Reed seemed to like it, rubbing back and forth. He inhaled, filling his lungs with the scent of bear, of need and hunger and berries.

They moved a little, and Reed was back in his lap, their treat bowls empty and set aside. Now he could kiss in earnest.

"You taste good." Reed seemed fascinated, diving back into their kisses again and again.

"Mmmhmmm." He slid a hand behind Reed's head to tilt them at a different angle so he could slide his tongue between Reed's lips. He loved how his sweet one relaxed into his touch, trusting him to give them both the most pleasure.

Reed was such a natural fit for him, like they were the last two puzzle pieces locking together. The way they settled into one another worked on a cellular level, and he prayed his little bear smelled it too.

He thought Reed had to know it, had to feel it. Tyler sure did.

"This is—you're like a dream." Reed kissed him softly.

"I'm right here." He petted and loved on Reed, building up the tension between them gradually.

"I feel like you're building a fire inside me."

"I am. I want you to feel so good, little one. I want you. You can feel that, can't you?" He wanted Reed to know how he felt, straight up. No questions.

"Yes. Yes, I—You make me—I've never felt like this before. Like I'm burning."

"Good. I'm stoking that so we can burn together." When he moved to pull off Reed's shirt, though, he suddenly met resistance.

Reed sat back a little on his lap, pulling the shirt hem down.

"What's the matter, honey?"

"I'm not hot like you, Tyler. I'm… I'm a teddy bear like they call me."

He didn't scoff, as that would discount Reed's feelings. He did take Reed's hands and squeeze his fingers though. "You let me decide what's hot." Then he placed Reed's hands on his rigid cock, pushing up against his pants.

Reed's lips parted, and his eyelids went heavy. "Oh, Tyler, so…so needy."

"Uh-huh. You make me hard, honey. Crazy hard. I can smell you, and you're like honey." He arched up just enough, careful not to buck Reed off.

"Please don't think I'm ugly," Reed whispered, then stripped his shirt off.

Reed was nothing close to ugly. He had a little bit of a love handle, but his belly was sweet and a tiny bit furry, his nipples brownish pink and drawn up hard, and his skin flushed. Lovely.

His little bear vibrated, eyes searching his face, so he let his hunger show, let Reed hear what he felt.

"Oh." Reed's eyelids fluttered, his cheeks going dark pink. "Oh, Tyler."

"Beautiful bear. Can I touch you? Please?"

"Oh yes. I need. Yes."

"You're perfect, just like I told you before." Tyler petted those cheeks, then the sweet lips before taking another kiss. Reed was with him again, all the way. He could feel it in the increased pulse under his fingertips on Reed's neck.

"I want to see you too," Reed gasped when they came up for air, then started tugging on Tyler's shirt.

"Anything, honey." He pulled his Henley off over his head. He loved them, because he could wear his polo shirt over them with the store logo, then just pull it off when he wanted to be a civilian. He yanked the cloth up over his head, then showed off a little for Reed.

He wasn't ripped or zero body fat, but he was solid and barrel-chested and built to do what bears did.

Reed moaned, those pretty eyes lit from within. Then Reed leaned forward, inhaling deep and breathing him in. He loved that, how when Reed breathed out, he felt the warm air over his skin, stirring his chest hair. His own nipples pulled up, his belly sucking in.

"Touch me. Please," Tyler asked.

"Over and over again." Reed pressed those clever hands against his chest, fingertips pressing in.

"Mmmm." He rumbled, his whole body vibrating. Reed had a good touch, firm and bold, not a bit hesitant.

Reed's face was a study in happiness, the pinched worry dissolving like sugar under boiling water. He wasn't totally alone in this need.

He touched Reed in return, finding sensitive spots on all that smooth skin. God, he was so pretty, so responsive, the way he sighed and wiggled.

His little bear. He groaned and fed from Reed, licking into those hungry lips.

Reed moaned, riding his lap, panting now, and Tyler could watch this for hours on end, nothing more than the steady undulations.

He grabbed that tight little ass to rub them together, and suddenly all he could smell was musk. Reed must be flooded with desire.

"I—" Reed blushed but pressed back into his fingers with a low moan, hips rocking toward.

"Shhh. Nothing is embarrassing here. Nothing we want is wrong." He had to undo Reed's pants so he could get a hand down them and feel how wet he was. Sweet omega bear.

"I'm going to make a mess," Reed whispered to him. "I want you so much."

"You're perfect. I want you too. How about we both get all the way naked and you can see how wet I am too." His cock was leaking a lot, leaving a wet spot on his boxer briefs.

"Yes. Please. I want to see." Reed stood on trembling legs and unfastened his belt. Reed was stocky and firm, cock erect and needy where it jutted out below a mass of dark, dark hair.

He stood to take off his own khakis, his cock pushing up past the waistband of his briefs. When he pulled the cloth down, Reed moaned.

"You like, honey?"

"You're huge." Reed touched his cock, which danced a little with the rush of blood to it.

"You inspire me."

"Can I… I can smell you." Reed's hand never stopped moving.

"You can do anything you want. And I'm glad you can. Do you like my scent?"

Reed glanced up, this wild need in his eyes. "I want to lick you. You smell like all the good things. A warm den, honey, cinnamon. Sex."

His balls pulled up a little more. "Oh, sweet bear."

Reed knelt down between his legs and nuzzled his cock, lips soft on his shaft.

He stared, wanting to memorize this. Tyler knew he would see it again, but firsts were firsts, and this was the hottest single thing he'd ever seen.

Those near-black eyes stared up at him as Reed took him in, surrounding him in pure liquid heat.

He stroked Reed's hair, never looking away. Tyler needed Reed to know he was right there with him, waiting to love him too.

The expectation was that when you found your mate, it was like lightning, but this wasn't like that. This was a growing heat, a fire that promised to warm him his whole life.

Reed had to feel it too. Some of the things he'd said… "Your mouth, honey. So good. So hot and wet."

Reed answered him with more suction, more pressure, that tongue flicking and tasting him.

He moaned, but he was going to need more soon. Very soon.

Reed began really go town, sucking him like he was a popsicle, lips drawing tight around his shaft. His little bear was damn good at that. So good he knew he couldn't last, and he wanted more.

"I don't want to come this way, honey."

Reed blinked up at him, motions slowing. "Hmm?"

He cupped Reed's cheek with his palm. "I want more."

"Oh." Reed leaned into his touch. "I'd love that. To feel you everywhere."

"You would? I don't want to push you, but I want it, I have to admit." He pulled Reed back up into his lap, even as he mourned the loss of Reed's mouth.

His cock ached, leaking at the thought of being buried in his little bear's body. He reached down to touch Reed's hole, test his need.

Reed was soaking wet, hot as fire, and the most perfect thing he'd ever felt.

"Tyler! Oh God. Please. I—need you. You ."

"Yes. Just me." He was ready, too, his knot threatening to swell before he ever got it in.

"I'm on suppressants. I'm safe."

Tyler had to admit to a tiny bit of disappointment, but he nodded. "That's good for us, huh?"

"Yes. It means I can feel all of you."

That had him smiling. "It does."

One day, when and if his little bear was ready, they could let Reed's heat happen naturally, let him follow his instincts. That was up to his sweet mate.

Mate.

Just thinking the word made him groan.

Reed stroked his bristly cheeks. "Love me, Tyler. Please."

"Yes. Oh, honey, yes." He lifted Reed easily, his grizzly strength making it simple. "My sweet little bear."

He rubbed the tip of his cock against Reed's slick, wet little hole, teasing them both for a hot second before he pressed inside.

"Oh." Reed's eyes widened, his mouth falling open, so Tyler took a kiss. He had to.

The heat was perfect—absolutely delicious where it wrapped around him, holding him tight. The muscles fluttered around him, making him want to take more.

He arched up, humping to go deeper. "So sweet. I swear, nothing has ever felt so good."

"So good. Please, don't stop." Reed moved on him, hips rocking and shifting, and he growled, his bear over the moon.

"Not possible now, honey. No, we're going to ride this to the end." He gritted his teeth, his balls pulling tight.

"All the way. All the way, bear." Reed was beginning to whimper, to jerk sporadically.

"More. Stay with me, Reed. I need more." He lifted, then lowered Reed, the rhythm getting faster and faster. His knot swelled, holding them together.

"Your knot." Reed's eyes went wide. "Your knot, bear."

"Do you feel it, Reed? You get it, honey. You." He would happily give it to Reed over and over. For life.

"I've never… I want… I need it all." Reed sounded wondering.

"Yes." They moved faster, Reed bracing on his chest, panting, his hair falling into his eyes. "Take all of me. Every inch."

Reed nodded, pushing down hard, grinding them together.

"Uhn." He kissed Reed again, tongue fucking his lips as surely as his cock took Reed's ass. They clung together, moving fast, hips rocking. Soon. It had to be soon, and he knew Reed was with him by the flood of wetness he felt.

His knot swelled impossibly, and Reed shot as they locked together.

Tyler grunted, his body on fire, and he filled Reed deep with his seed, his knot so hard and wide that he couldn't move. All he could do was ride it out.

Reed groaned and slumped onto his chest, resting hard against him.

"Mmm." That was better than cobbler and cream.

Reed nodded, body rippling around his cock.

He moaned, because that might get him going all over again. Tyler wasn't sure they would live through round two without more napping.

Reed relaxed, nuzzled into his throat. "Can I stay awhile?"

"You can and I hope you will. I want snuggling and more kissing and sleeping." And all the other things.

"Oh, yes please. I'd like that. I can just… I could get lost in you."

"Yes. You get it." He could just stay hidden in a den with Reed for days. Weeks. Hibernating and making love.

He wrapped his arms around his little bear, holding him and rocking, just keeping them together. They would spend as much time together as they could, let the bond he could feel strengthen between them.

Now that he was inside Reed, he knew, no doubt. This little bear made him ache, deep in his bones.

Tyler couldn't wait to get more of him.