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"Oh and our new passenger needs to have his dressings changed"

Rebecca groaned as her boss finished her daily worklist. She'd signed on as a medic on the large freighter Tsion because it wandered trade routes to some of the most distant planets; Felious, Equos, Ligro and Lutrai to name a few. It was mainly light work, a few cuts bruises a day. The occasional broken bone just to spice things up and then the Dragos war had broken out.

The Feline and Equine Union were decades behind the humans, canines and dragos when it came to military technology. They knew that if the Alliance, between the Human Republic, the Canine Alliance and the Lapros Free State, lost the war then the Dragos would not stop at their boarders. Which had lead to the Union funnelling supplies and raw materials to the Alliance, at cost.

For the Tsion it had meant a lot of trips to the front lines. Often carrying wounded soldiers back to other colonies. For Rebecca it had meant that every trip became a seemingly endless void of dressings, cleanings and helping people into and out of wheelchairs. Not that she was heartless, she did feel for the brave injured beings. However, as the only medic on board she was run off her feet.

This trip she had been promised that they wouldn't be taking any passengers on board as they were headed for Equos itself and not an Alliance colony. Still, just one wasn't too bad as she looked at his chart. A polar, she thought that was very unusual as the polar are not part of the war. Two blaster wounds on his back, both over three weeks old and healing well.

"Ok, Rule, I'll see to him no problem." The woman replied taking the work order list off the equine. Rule wasn't a bad boss, but it was clear the tall dark pony had little interest in medicine or running a med bay. He was a technician running the maintenance team and had been given command of the med bay because no-one else wanted the job.

She was the only human on board, which suited her just fine. She'd grown up on Earth in a cramped apartment, in New York. So many humans packed into such a tiny area. It was little wonder she'd fled to the stars as soon as she could.

She'd not been born with the slender figure and grace-like beauty that every vid told her she needed to be happy. Instead she was a bit chunky, too tall and her hair was a mousey brown mess. Still on a ship with mostly equines and a couple of felines none of those details mattered at all.

Rebecca took the opportunity she now had to get the med bay in order. Spending the day ordering the stock, cleaning and tidying the med bay. Then after a few hours she headed down to the passenger deck and knocked on the door to the quarters the polar had been assigned.

When the door opened she gasped looking up. The bear was at least seven foot tall, pure white, a pink scar on his thick neck. A large black nose above a friendly smile, two ice blue eyes regarded her kindly.

"Hi, I'm Becky the ship's medic. I'm here to change your bandages." She mumbled unable to take her eyes off him. She'd never seen a polar before, and her eyes found themselves lost in his steady gaze for a moment. Suddenly their eye contact was broken as the bear looked down and typed something onto a tablet he held it up to Becky.

"Hi, I'm Bruno, please come in." The tablet read.

"You're mute!" Becky exclaimed and then felt incredibly guilty. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, I mean I just... I wasn't expecting that, it's not in your file."

The bear typed as she talked and then held up his tablet again. "Stop apologising and please come inside."

Passenger quarters on the Tsion weren't exactly luxurious, a bunk bed a single table two chairs and a small shower and bathroom. Becky followed the bear inside.

"Y..you need to strip off your jumpsuit so I can redress your wounds, I wont peak." She said and found herself strangely wishing she could peak.

The bear shrugged his shoulders and typed, "I don't mind, you're my doctor after all. I'm not shy." Becky blushed deeply as she read it unable to look up at the bear's face.

"I'm just a medic, a long way off being a doctor." She replied as the bear unfastened his jumpsuit and pulled it down standing in front of her. His white fur covered his ample body, it looked extremely plush and she longed to touch it. Her eyes found themselves dropping lower to find the bear wasn't wearing any underwear. Two of the largest balls she had ever seen hung below a thick, heavy and furry sheath.

The bear turned around and she could see the dressing on his back and his left hip. Placing her supplies on the table she began to remove the old dressings. Her fingers getting to brush his fur as she did so, it was silky soft and warm on her fingertips. Part of her just wanted to hug the bear tightly and nuzzle into the plush fur.

Forcing her mind off such thoughts she stripped the dressings cleaned the wounds and redressed them with expert precision. "There you are good to go for now. I'll be back to change them again tomorrow."

Feeling deeply embarrassed with her lack of professionalism, ogling her patient like she had done, she wanted to get out of the cabin as soon as possible. As she reached the cabin door she felt a paw on her shoulder. She turned and the bear held out his tablet.

"I have no-one to talk to, would you join me for dinner. I don't want to be alone."

Becky flushed deeply again, not sure exactly why the proposition seemed liked such a good one. "I... I'll swing by after my shift." She muttered and then quickly dove through the door. She stopped in the corridor after the door closed behind her. She was panting a little and felt rather flushed. Had the bear been hitting on her, or was he just lonely? She didn't know enough about the polar race to know how to interpret his actions.

Still he was quite cute and certainly well endowed, she flushed as she thought of the bear's package. The flushing feeling grew inside her and there was a hint of moisture forming. She shook the feelings off, telling herself it was just a long time since she'd been intimate with anyone and after months of hard work she just needed to relax.

She headed back to her med bay, finding it annoyingly not empty. Her roommate was sitting on one of the beds. Her roommate was a slender female tigress from Felious, she had a slender graceful body and a knowing look on her face. As Becky entered she gave a grin. "If you want me to help you out with that, my tongue and fingers are at your service." The tigress chuckled as she waved at the human's lower half.

The human blushed red with embarrassment unable to look her roommate in the eye. The tigress had an excellent nose, she always knew when the human was even mildly aroused and was extremely forward when it came to fulfilling sexual needs of herself or others. The tigers of felious evolved with the males and females equal in size and strength. This lead to an equal society, with no one sex controlling the other. With no-one needing to control or keep down the other sex they never developed any serious social hang ups about sex or sexuality.

While they did form relationships with others they often enjoyed sexual relations outside of them. Most of their species were extremely open and willing to enjoy sexual encounters with almost anyone. Becky had visited the world several times and had ceased being shocked by how often she was invited to someone's home, hotel or an alley for some sexual gratification. Not that she'd accepted, well maybe once and he had been a big guy too.

"I don't need your help, thank you." She replied eventually.

"Ahh our new passenger going to sort it out for you is he?" The feline replied rolling onto her stomach and grinning even wider.

"Knock it off Cally, I'm just going to have dinner with him, he says he's lonely. He's a polar I think he'd crush me." Becky replied sitting on the other patient bed opposite Cally.

"No he won't he's a polar, I looked them up. The males are supposed to follow the rule of three." The tigress said with a giggle.

"The rule of three? What's that?" The human asked perplexed as she lay back on the bed.

"Well the females are in charge over there you know. The rule of three says the male needs to bring the female to orgasm three times before he can cum. He is supposed to put the female's pleasure and comfort before his own." The tigress informed her, smiling happily as the human squirmed uncomfortably at the conversation topic. "In some parts of the world after marriage the guests listen at the door as the couples mate for the first time. If the female doesn't cum three times before the male the marriage is declared null and void and the male has to try again."

"Really? Three times?" The human asked shocked and thrilled at the same time, the flushed sensation returning in force.

"Yeah, I must say it seems like a sensible idea to me." The tigress sniggered reaching down to rub her crotch through her jumpsuit. "If you don't want the bear I'll give him a ride to find out if it's true."

"I... I..."Becky stammered, she knew the cat wasn't lying. Cally had done it before, of course she hadn't cared about those guys. This time... she didn't know, there was definitely something there. "I'm having dinner with him tonight."

The tigress flashed a knowing grin. "Remember the polar female is the dominant one, so if you want some you got to take the initiative, just grab him and do what you want."

The human blushed even deeper. "I couldn't do that, I mean he's like seven foot tall."

The tigress snorted. "That doesn't matter at all, his upbringing has taught him females are dominant. So all you need to do is make the first move and you'll be trying out the rule of three before you know it."

Still Becky couldn't help but think about what Cally had said as she finished off her duties. She tried her best to put the rule of three out of her mind, she was just going to be a friend. After all the reaction she'd had to the bear had probably been caused by the long time between sexual partners.

As her shift ended she headed back to her own quarters and showered and then changed. She found herself frowning at her rather poor selection of clothes, nothing she had was nice or pretty. It was a good thing this wasn't a date because she sure wasn't going dressed for one. She eventually settled on jeans and a t-shirt, after all it's a classic combination for a reason.

It was weird how nervous she felt as she headed down to his quarters, she guessed that it was just hunger after all it had been a long shift. She knocked on the door which opened a moment later. The large bear gave her another warm smile and held up his tablet. "Hello, it's nice to see you again, please come in."

Becky smiled as she finished reading it. "It's nice to see you again, I don't get many dinner invites. I hope you'll forgive any rust on my conversation skills."

The bear typed for a few seconds and then help it up again. "I hope you'll forgive any typos."

Becky found herself chuckling despite her nervousness. The joke soothed any nervous feelings she had and allowed her to relax. The bear ushered her inside and politely pulled out her chair.

Bruno had obviously spent a little time preparing the dinner table. He'd used the sheet from the spare bunk to serve as a tablecloth. He'd managed to get hold of a pair of wine glasses, although they didn't match. He served up their meals, on trays obviously obtained from the ships mess, with theatrical care and then poured glasses of sweet equine soda. The effect was almost ruined by the soda fizzing up and threatening to spill over and stain the table cloth.

Still Becky had to admit it was nice to be waited on and she couldn't remember the last time she'd had dinner with anyone who made this sort of effort. As the bear sat down she suddenly felt the pressure of dinning with a mute being. She would have to carry most of the conversation.

"So, if you don't mind me asking what is a polar doing in this dragos war? I thought your people were neutral."

Bruno looked down the smile falling from his face, he paused for several very long seconds. Just as Becky was preparing to apologise he started typing eventually holding up his tablet to reply. "My colony was attacked by the dragos several years ago. I was taken prisoner and when I refused to cooperate as a slave I was sent to a prison camp. The humans liberated the camp a few weeks ago and I was rescued."

"Oh I'm sorry." Becky said quietly as she finished reading.

"That's ok, it wasn't your fault. They took my voice too, so that I could never go home."

As she read the bear's message she felt tears beginning to well in her eyes. "Why does that mean you can't go home?" As she spoke she knew it was the wrong thing to ask, the bear looked away and the two sat in silence for a few minutes before the bear typed another message.

"It is too soon and painful, I don't wish to talk about this now. Please could you tell me about yourself. A lone human on an equine transport, there is a story there worth hearing."

Becky smiled grateful to the bear for changing the subject. She began to talk about herself, about leaving Earth and heading for deep space. She talked for hours, with the bear holding up the occasional question or encouragement to show his enjoyment. He laughed at her funny stories and showed genuine concern at some of her more painful ones. By the end of the night she felt relaxed and very comfortable with the bear.

As the evening drew to a close and she got up to leave saying she had a shift the next day she found herself standing at the door. Not wanting to leave, but way too shy to try to stay. She eventually muttered a good night and thank-you, as she turned to leave the bear surprised her. He leant forward and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Then held up a tablet which read. "Thank you for a wonderful evening. Are you free tomorrow night?"

Becky smiled and said that she was and that she would love to have dinner with him again. Then she left, her cheek still tingling slightly from the feel of the bear's gentle lips. Then she headed back to her quarters finding Cally awake and waiting for her.

The tigress grinned widely as the human returned. "So did you find out about the rule of three?"

"No, he's not like that, he's kind, gentle and a little shy. We just talked all evening that's all." Becky replied as she stripped out of her clothes and lay on her bed.

"Hmm sounds like you like him." The cat mused as the human turned off the lights.

"Well yes of course he's a sweet guy. I think we could be good friends." Becky replied deliberately ignoring the not so subtle subtext of her friend's words. "I think he's still recovering from his time as a prisoner and just wants company."

The tigress was silenced for a moment, slightly taken back by the thought of their guest surviving a dragos prison. Still after a few moments she rallied slightly. "You sound a little sad about it. You sure you just want to be friends?"

Becky turned over so she was facing the wall, she wasn't sure how to reply. She certainly wasn't sure what she felt about Bruno. "I... don't know. I mean he's sweet, he certainly went to some effort to make the room nice for us. He was funny too and a great listener."

"You like him don't you?"

The human lay there for a few moments while her mind whirled, it was such a simple question and yet the answer was as complex as the maelstrom of emotion inside her. "I think so." Becky braced herself waiting for her roommate to mate some lewd comment about the bear's cock or riding him hard.

"Good luck, I hope you get him." The tigress whispered softly.

Becky was so stunned it took her a few seconds to reply. "Thanks."

The next few days were wonderful, she spent every free moment she could in the bear's quarters. She no longer doubted her own feelings for the bear, she just couldn't figure out the bear's feelings towards her. He never made any move on her, or attempted any physical contact more than their nightly goodnight peck on the cheek.

Every night she returned to her cabin with growing frustration. Strangely Cally had stopped making inappropriate suggestions about jumping the bear. She was seeing a new caring and supportive side to the tigress. It was hard to believe Cally was the same female that had made lewd comments every time she had taken some sexual relief in the shower. First time she gets a crush and her roommate turns into an actual person.

Still even the two of them, analysing the bear's words and actions in detail each night, were unable to confirm that he liked her in return.

"Why can't you just tell him you like him?" The cat asked in exasperation.

Becky sighed deeply, the night always ended with that question and the answer was always the same. "We've talked about this, he's recovering from the mental and physical scars of being captured, tortured and shot. He doesn't need some horny human getting all frisky with him. If he wants to then all he needs to do is let me know."

The tigress rolled her eyes in frustration trying to think of some clever way to get the human to female up and go for it. "Yes mental and physical scars. He was also raised to believe females are dominant. I don't see why it's right that he should be the one to take the leap."

"If I tell him and he turns me down I... I won't be able to look him in the eye again. Or change his dressing, plus I'm his only friend on the ship and he's lonely. It would be selfish of me to let him know my feelings." Becky knew she was hiding behind any excuse she could. She'd never felt this strongly for anyone before, if he rejected her she'd be crushed. It was better to live in doubt than risk losing him.

"Hmmp, sounds like a bunch of schoolgirl crap to me. However, you stick with your excuses we arrive at Equos in two days anyway." The cat replied evenly as she looked at the human. "Two years I've known you and this is the first time I've seen you actually wanting to be with anyone. Still enjoy your last two evenings with him and that's all you get."

"I... I have to go, he'll be waiting for me." Becky said rushing out of their room. She wiped away a few tears and tried to calm herself down. She wasn't sure if she was upset because of what Cally had said, about her being selfish, or because she was right and that in two days the bear would be gone forever.

She paused outside his door taking a few deep breaths and trying to compose herself. She had no idea what she should do. All her life she'd run from other people, her mother had been so busy working she'd never been present. Her father just a meaningless name of a man she'd never met. She'd tried to get along at school, there'd even been a boy she'd liked. He hadn't returned her affections, in fact he'd laughed in her face.

Even now, thinking back to that day so long ago standing outside the nursing college they had both attended asking Dave to go with her to a play, it hurt so bad. No it was better to say nothing than go through that again. She didn't need anyone, she was out here to explore and to see new worlds, new cultures.

Still, she thought as she knocked on the door, it would have been nice if he'd taken that first step. That's all he needed to do and she'd have flung herself at him. Someday she would look back and wonder what if, but at least she wouldn't look back and cry wondering why she'd told him.

As the door opened she was greeted with his warm smile and his ever present tablet, which read. "You're late."

"S... sorry I got held up with Cally, you know how she can be." Becky replied lamely.

The bear quickly typed something else and held up his tablet. "I remember you saying she can be demanding. Still I am glad to see you. I have something for you please come in."

Becky stepped inside mumbling. "A gift... you didn't have to..." She was interrupted by the bear holding up his tablet.

"I wanted to, now please sit down." The bear pulled out her chair with one paw and once she was seated he pulled something out from under the bunks. It was wrapped in a hand towel and was quite heavy in her hands as he gave it to her.

She unwrapped it slowly to reveal an exquisite sculpture of some vaguely feline looking animals fighting. "It's beautiful, what is it?"

The bear had his answer pre programmed into his tablet and held it up for her to read. "It's a Runui cat from Polar. My grandfather used to take me down to the grasslands every spring to watch them. As they come out of hibernation they are frisky and energised the cats play together for days. I used to watch them for hours, so free and happy. That is what they mean to me freedom."

"Wow." She gasped staring at the beautiful sculpture, she could see now that one cat was playfully leaping onto the other who was laying on her back, leaning up to lick her playmates cheek. "This is amazing, thank you so much where did you get it?"

Bruno typed something and gave a proud smile. "I sculpted it over the last few days."

Becky gasped turning it over in her hands, it was so finely detailed. It must have taken a supremely delicate touch to carve the patterns in their fur, The cats' expressions right down to their eyes, teeth and whiskers. She looked at the bear in awe, his paws were so huge and he had never shown himself to be graceful or delicate. "You are amazingly talented."

Bruno practically beamed at her praise unable to stop smiling he typed a reply. "I'm glad you like it, the metal used to be part of a bulkhead on the Valiant. That was the ship that rescued me. I found this lump of metal and knew that inside there was an image waiting to be released. I managed to borrow some tools to sculpt it with"

"You're an artist?" Becky asked, suddenly realising that she had never thought to ask the bear what his line of work was.

The bear smiled and nodded a reply and then typed. "I'm a sculptor, I enjoy working with metal, wood or stone. That's why I am heading to Equos, the equine people have a deep love of sculptor over drawn art forms. I think I can make a living there."

Becky looked down at the sculpture in her hands. "I am sure you can." She turned it over. "You made this from a part of the ship that rescued you? I can't take this, surely it means a lot to you."

The bear reached out his large warm velvet paws suddenly engulfing her hands holding them on his gift. For Becky time seemed to pause in that moment and she was lost in the sensations; the feel of his gentle warm paws, their soft fur tracing over her skin, his powerful claws safely sheathed and the warm loving look in his eyes as he held her gaze. She wished nothing more than to stay there with his paws on her forever.

After what seemed like hours, but was probably only a second or two, he pulled his paws back and typed a response on his pad. "No, it is a gift, it has been given and it can't be given back. Unless you don't like it that is."

The human pulled the sculpture to her hugging it tightly to her chest. "No! No it's perfect, but I... I have nothing to give you in return."

"You have shared your company with me and kept me from missing my friends, from missing my world. You have made me laugh and smile for the first time in years." The bear's next message made Becky's heart beat fast. Now was her moment, she could feel it all she had to do was take the leap and say how she felt, how much the last few days had meant to her.

Instead she felt the words dying on her tongue she choked up and eventually replied. "So... are you every going to install a voice application on your tablet so it can speak for you."

Bruno's face was a picture of perfect misery as she changed the topic. Had she not heard him, could he make it any clearer to her how he felt? He eventually typed "I chose not to, any voice I use would not be my voice." He knew now she pitied him for his time in prison, for his mutilation and nothing more.

"Oh." The human replied miserably looking down at his gift still held against her chest. Their meal passed in near silence and before she knew it she was back in her cabin telling her story to Cally. The tigress listened in eerie silence as the human recounted what had happened.

As Becky finished her story the cat took the sculpture from her turned it around in her paws. "A gift crafted from metal taken from the vessel of his liberation." The cat placed it carefully down on Becky's bed and as she stood up she lashed out hard. The slap catching the human completely unprepared sending her flying back onto her bed. Her cheek on fire from the force of the blow, the shock of the assault numbed her partially to the pain.

"What the..." Becky started but was interrupted by the cat diving on her paws pinning her shoulders down to the mattress. The cat's face mere centimetres from her own as she began to rant. "All week you have BITCHED and WHINED about how you want him, how you want him to make a move!" Cally was snarling and Becky could feel the cat trembling with rage on top of her. "He opened his heart to you. He offered you what you wanted and YOU! You tell him to get a VOICE APP FOR HIS FUCKING TABLET!" As Cally screamed she shook the human violently.

As Becky whined, tears streaming down her face, she tried to think of something to say, some defence for her action. "I... I..."

With one last push the cat stood up snarling. "Save it, you stupid human bitch. You seriously don't deserve him." With that the cat left not looking back at the weeping human behind her.

Becky lay on his bed, her shoulders trembling as she sobbed heavily into her pillow. He face hurt and what was worse Cally had been right. She'd taken his token, his gift of the heart and spat it back in his face. She hadn't meant for it to happen, she had wanted to say something, she'd wanted to feel his arms around her, his lips pressed to hers. Instead her face was buried in a soaking pillow holding it to her for what little comfort it provided. She'd lost him and what's worse she deserved to lose him. Hell Cally was probably comforting him right now.

Her tears stopped with that thought, had she just driven the male she loved into the arms of her former best friend. Would she? Would he? Could they be doing it right now? Her leg brushed against something hard, she looked down to see his gift to her resting against her leg.

Something inside her mind snapped and before she knew it she was out of her cabin and running through the ship. As she reached his door she started banging on it loudly. Eventually it opened to reveal a nervous looking Bruno. Becky pushed into his cabin and was relieved to find they were alone there. The bear had a confused look on his face and his tablet read. "What's going on?"

"Look, when I was seventeen I fell in love with a guy and I opened my heart to him and he crushed it. I have never let anyone get that close to me again, until now. I... I have very strong feelings for you and when I saw that you had some feelings for me I got scared. Last time it hurt so bad I quit nursing college, I fled the entire planet. I couldn't take it and so I ran and hid." Becky's words came tumbling out one after the other with barely a gap in between each one. Her cheeks were soaked with tears as she continued.

"I am just a scared little girl hiding from her feelings because I got hurt last time. Cally's right it's just schoolgirl bullshit that I shouldn't be indulging myself in. I am so sorry if I hurt you and I understand if you never want to see me again. However, if you can forgive me I would make sure you never regret it." Becky gasped heavily and panted for a few seconds as she finished.

She looked up at the bear with imploring eyes. She knew that the bear didn't have to give her a second chance. Still her heart was pounding so hard in her chest she feared it might burst and she desperately wanted that second chance. Even if he said no she was glad she had finally gathered the courage to admit it to his face.

He stood still in front of her, his expression near impossible to read as she waited each second stretching out into an eternity of torment. Then with speed belying his size he moved forward. Becky felt his arms engulf her and his warm leathery lips pressed passionately to hers. His large paws cupping under her buttocks and lifting her as if she weighed nothing.

She moaned softly as she savoured the flavour of his lips, the wonderful soft yet firm texture. She opened her mouth a little stroking his lips with her tongue. His mouth opened in reply and she felt a gentle warm tongue slide against her own. She moaned softly sucking gently and pulling his tongue into her mouth. She suckled on it gently enjoying the sweet taste of his breath and the wonderfully strange roughness of his tastebuds.

She gasped as she felt a firm surface under her as the bear placed her on the table. His paws starting to explore her form. Their firm warmth sending wonderful thrills through her body as they did so. She ran her hands over his cheeks and then down his neck. Thousands of silken strands running through her fingers, he felt so good in her hands. Her body was on fire and she wanted nothing more than to feel his plush form pressed fully against her naked flesh.

Breaking the kiss for a moment she pulled he shirt over her head. Then dove forward again kissing him deeply, he tongue quickly returned to her mouth. This time he pressed it deeper exploring a little and dancing it against her tongue. With one hand she unhooked her bra tossing it aside and pressing her body against his fully. Her senses almost overloaded with the feel of his soft plush fur caressing every in of her chest and stomach.

His large, but gentle, paws were caressing her back and sides. The soft velvet of his paw pads gently tickling as his claws lightly traced over her skin in the more exquisite way possible. One of his paws slipped around her front and ran up her stomach until it cupped her breast. One finger teasing the nipple as he stroked around the soft and yet firm mound.

Her body felt like it was on fire, she had never been so turned on in her lift. She could feel the dampness growing between her legs, a heat and need building there as she ground her body against his. His velvety paw continued to explore her chest, lightly cupping her other breast teasing her fully erect nipple. His other paw slid down her back to the waist line of her jeans. As she groaned and gasped in lust she felt the paw slip around her and a few seconds later she was naked, the cold metal of the table pressing into her buttocks.

Bruno broke the kiss leaning in to nuzzle her cheek and then down her neck. She felt his wonderful warm lips tenderly kissing her shoulders and then slip lower. She moaned happily as she felt his large muzzle nuzzling between and against both her breasts. Gasping loudly as she felt his teeth lightly grazing as he used well judged nibbles on her delicate mounds. Then he followed it up with some long slow licks to her erect nipples. His tongue was amazing, so long and thick, the roughness sending little thrills of pleasure through her body.

His paws slid down her sides and onto her thighs, slipping betweens then and gently spreading her legs. Her body trembled with desire and anticipation, she cried out softly as his teeth lightly grazed her nipple in farewell. His head sliding lower quickly and before she could say a word she felt his hot breath flowing over her nether lips. As his large nose snuffled against her, he drank in her earthy scent.

Then he let his large, rough, ursine tongue slide slowly against her labia. Becky cried out in ecstasy her hands grabbing his broad shoulders for support as he hunched over his head, pressing herself to his lips. He, however, was in no rush and as his tongue worked in longer slow languid licks, she felt every inch of his tongue and the rasping nature of his taste buds. With each lick his tongue slipped deeper into her folds, his large nose pressed closer twitching and rubbing against her clit.

She grasped his head tightly, she was aware she was speaking, begging him to go deeper and faster. His large paws reached up above him and cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples. As his tongue worked its way wonderfully deeper and deeper inside her. She'd never had a partner whose tongue could compare to Bruno's. It was thick long and so very agile. He explored her deeper and deeper until she felt him hit some secret spot deep inside her. Sending bolts of pleasure screaming through her body as she cried out in pure bliss.

As he heard her reaction the bear sent his tongue back against that spot again and again. He pressed home his advantage with full force, grinding his nose against her clit as his tongue thrashed wildly against her g spot deep inside her. It didn't take long for his expert thick tongue to drive her to the heights of pleasure. Her body convulsing around his thick probing tongue as she closed her eyes, her moans of passion filling the room.

The bear's tongue continued working inside her, pressing into her faster and harder, prolonging her orgasm. Waves of pure pleasure careened uncontrollably through her body as the bear worked to keep her at the very peak of her pleasure. Eventually her orgasm began to fade and the bear pulled his tongue out, giving her nether lips a sweet farewell kiss.

Bruno stood up and in a few deft moves he stripped out of his jumpsuit. Becky's eyes were closed and she was only barely conscious as the bear scooped her up and lay her down in his bunk. Slipping himself over her and placing a tender kiss against her lips.

She woke from her blissed out state as she felt something warm and firm stroking against her labia.

She moaned into the bear's mouth, realising that she had never seen his penis before. She had no idea what she was in store for, but if his sheath was any indication then his cock could be quite the monster. Part of her wanted to stop him to prepare herself better. However, as he rubbed his thick cocktip into her soaking pussy her body wanted nothing more than to feel him fully inside her.

Bruno slowly and very gently pushed with his cock, pressing against her folds almost enough to slip inside then pulled back. A second later he pushed slightly harder his tip sinking a little deeper before he pulled it back. The third thrust his tip actually parted her lips, just a little and then he pulled back. It was agonisingly wonderful teasing with each thrust he slid a little deeper and she felt herself being spread wider.

His tongue was dancing in her mouth as he kissed her passionately, his large paws resting by her head, she realised that he was holding his full weight up off her. He left just enough pressure that she could feel his warm body against hers, his soft plush fur caressing every inch, every curve, every fold of her form.

She gasped into his mouth as she felt the ridge of his cockhead slip into her. He was no longer pulling out with each thrust instead he pulled back a little then thrust forward a little more. He was working his maleness into her with a gentleness no lover had ever shown her before. His girth was stretching her to a point just before pain. If he had thrust even the small portion of his cock into her all at once it would have been extremely uncomfortable. Instead he was working slowly, with each thrust he stretched her just a little further.

Her body was screaming at her to get him deeper, she bucked up against him and winced in pain as she forced him deeper than she was ready to take. One of his paws slid down her body, his powerful paw gripping her thigh and pressing her down holding her in position. All the time he continued with his little gentle thrusts, Becky's mind reeled as he was already deeper than any lover had ever been and showed no sign of stopping.

After an eternity of slow teasing pleasure, she felt his balls resting against her taint as he worked the last few millimetres of himself inside her. She sighed happily feeling her lover fully inside her, however, the sigh turned into a gasp and he began to grind his hips to hers working his thick cock around inside her tight velvet depths. As her mind spun from the new sensation he pulled back an inch or two and then thrust forward.

She cried out as the bear began to set up a slow gentle thrusting rhythm, working a few inches around inside her. She strapped herself around the thick meat loving the feeling of the maleness thrusting in and out of her. The pace and length of his thrusting growing with each moment. The pleasure inside her growing with each passing second.

The human held herself against the bear, loving every sensation, the thick cock sliding out and thrusting forward. His heavy balls smacking against her pussy as the force of his thrusts grew. His paw on her hip moved and she felt a clawed digit rubbing over her clit. She cried out in shock and the bear suddenly increased the pace and strength of his thrusting.

The sudden change was more than she could bear her body convulsed as her second orgasm swept through her. She broke their kiss to cry out in bliss burying her head in his shoulder and panting heavily. His thrusting never slowed as her velvet moist warm folds convulsed around him, milking his hard shaft with lurid wantonness. Her body was desperate for his maleness and for his seed.

She begged him to take her, to breed her faster and harder. The bear obliged happily increasing the speed and force of his thrusts with every passing seconds. The force of his thrusts knocking the breath out of her each time, his balls smacking against her pussy with a lewd wet slapping sound. As she struggled to breathe and to think, her loins were on fire with a pleasure she had never felt before.

The roughness of the bear's mating grew with each thrust, he licked and kissed up and down her neck. His claw resumed it's teasing of her clit, she cried out gasping and panting into the thick warm air of their lovemaking. She thrust back against him with wanton abandon, desperate to keep his cock inside him, her body burned with need.

She felt her third orgasm building inside her and could do nothing to hold herself or her lover back. They writhed and rutted like wild animals, their bodies entwined in the most intermit embrace. The bear kissed and licked her neck and shoulder, she could do nothing but moan into his fur. Then as her third orgasm was just about to arrive the bear bit her. Sinking his teeth into her neck and shoulders just a few millimetres. The sudden pain, combined with the brutal mating, triggered a heavy release of endorphins in her brain.

Becky cried out as her body convulsed with one orgasm after the other. Her mind was blank, she knew nothing but the pure ecstasy her lover was driving into her. She felt Bruno shudder and the thickness inside her throbbed as he painted her insides with jet after jet of hot bear cum.

The bear's thrusting finally slowed to a stop with his thick cock and a heavy load of bear spunk deep inside his lover. He licked the wound on her neck lovingly, cleaning it until the blood stopped flowing. Becky couldn't move, speak or even think she just lay there panting as her new mate took care of her.

She stroked his cheeks gazing up at him lovingly. "I love you." She whispered, unable to speak the words back he replied with a soft tender kiss against her lips.