The bearman looks at you with obvious hunger, puts his furry-clawed finger to the wound he accidentally inflicted smearing your blood on it and then he puts it to his mouth, licking off the blood.
"Mmmmm... sweet as honey." He growls in a deep bass voice.
You're so frightened that your erection subsides.
"Uh... maybe I should go." you say nervously.
"Oh no, my sweet hairless twink, I want to give you what you've always wanted deep down in that virtually furless body. I want to give you strength and virility." He says.
He puts his warm paws on the sides of your shoulders and bends his bearded face toward you clean shaved face. You think he is going to kiss you, but he moves his head further down and begins licking the scratches he made while ripping your clothes off.
His tongue is warm and as he licks, the wounds sting at first from the contact with his saliva, but in moments, as you stand trembling with a mixture of lust and fear you notice they don't hurt anymore.
The bearman raises his head, you notice he looks more bearish now, his nose has blackened and fangs are beginning to grow over his human teeth.
"There!" He rumbles, "All better."
He pulls you into his furry embrace and puts his mouth over yours. His tongue probes into your mouth and you start feeling light headed.
His groin grinds into yours as his paws roam all over your back moving down occasionally to squeeze your buttocks. Your hands run through the thickening fur on his body. He's growing larger and muscle seems to be growing over his already muscular frame. His smell is wonderfully warm and musky but he smells like the deep pine forests too, earthy and rich. You feel his stiff rod poking at your belly and you realize as he deep kisses you that you're no longer afraid of this beast.
He moves you to the bed.
"And now, my cub, what you've been waiting for since you hit puberty." he says as puts your legs on either side of his head and positions himself at your hole.
With a grunt, he pushes himself into you. Searing pain causes you to scream out but that is quickly muffled by his tongue as he deep kisses you again. His paws roam all over you as he dry fucks you. Soon, though, it becomes easier and you're sure the lube that is making it easier is a mix of his pre come and your blood.
He growls into you, still kissing you. The rumble is exciting and the power of his body makes you want to give yourself to him completely. No one has ever made you feel so protected, so wanted, so at peace. He breaks the kiss and looks deeply into your eyes. He's not human looking anymore, he's half way between bear and man with large paw hands, a fur covered body and ears that have completely migrated to the top of his head which has elongated slightly.
"My cub!" is all he says and you can barely understand it because of the change to his mouth or actually now, muzzle.
His fucking has become pleasurable for you, his huge member massages your love nut sending shocks of pleasure from your groin, up your spine to your head, radiating out to your fingers and toes. His furry belly rubbing against your hard cock is causing you to leak like a faucet.
He begins to speed up. He growls and grunts lustfully. Your orgasm is building and you can tell that he's almost ready to release.
Three more hard, deep thrusts from him and you shoot all over his furry chest. The scent of your seed splattered on him is enough to push him over the edge. He roars and fills you with what feels like a pint of bear seed. He grips your shoulders, claws sinking into your flesh causing you such pain as to make your eyes tear up. He trembles uncontrollably as he keeps pumping into you. He glares into your eyes with primal hunger and then bends his head down to fill your mouth with his tongue again.
He breaks your deep kiss, licks the sweat and tears from your face as he slowly humps. Finally, panting, he collapses on you, licking your wounds, healing them with his saliva. He enfolds your body in his furry bulk, slowly changing back into his human form as he begins to fall into a deep sleep.
Exhausted from your lovemaking, you too sleep deeply and contentedly, with the bearman and his seed still within you.