she insisted on getting him one. Though he was resistant at first, he eventually relented and allowed her to put one up in his living room, and they decorated it together.
However, lurking in the back of his mind was that one thing he still hadn’t told her about, despite spending every free moment he had with her. His bear snorted. It didn’t want him to rock the boat, especially since the bond had not yet formed, and there was a possibility they could still lose her.
But when would the bond happen, exactly? He wondered if he could interview Damon and Gabriel to find out more about how they formed the bond with their respective mates.
“You’re … thinking too loudly … for this early in the morning,” J.D. said, yawning between phrases.
“It’s ten in the morning,” he pointed out.
“On a Saturday.” With a long, languid hmmmm, she sat up slowly, stretching her limbs like a cat. Getting on her hands and knees, she leaned back, eyes hooded as they locked gazes. She was unabashed in her nakedness, hands crawling up her torso, over her breasts and nipples before raising them over her head for one long, glorious stretch.
Her nipples were practically begging for his attention, so he pounced on her, eliciting a half shout, half yell that didn’t quite sound indignant. In fact, she was soon mewling in delight as he covered her body with his, his mouth teasing her left nipple.
“Cam,” she purred, a sound that shot straight to his groin and made him instantly hard. “Mmmm, yes. Please.”
Flipping her over to her stomach, he hauled that gorgeous ass up as he entered her in one smooth motion. “Wet already, are we?”
“I was dreaming of you,” she moaned as he slid a hand between her thighs to play with her clit. “Of this.”
He moved inside her, enjoying the grip of her pussy around him. Her moans and cries filled his ears, and he wanted this to last, but dammit, she felt too good. He rubbed her clit between his fingers just the way she liked it, and she shot to orgasm like a rocket. The tight squeeze of her narrow passage around him set him off, too, and he came hard, filling her with his seed.
“Oh wow,” she moaned into the sheets. “What a way to wake up.”
He smiled to himself. “Just what the doctor ordered, huh?”
Her body shook with laughter. “C’mon. Let’s shower.”
Of course, that was just an excuse to see her naked body wet and sudsy. He took her again, pressed up against the tile wall in his luxurious shower.
“I’m hungry,” she declared as they toweled off.
“You’re always hungry,” he pointed out.
“And whose fault is that?”
“Entirely mine,” he said. “I take full credit.”
“You also never have food around here.”
In the last week, they’d been splitting time between his flat and her house, and J.D. kept complaining about his empty larder. He had explained to her that he rarely spent time here and thus saw no need to stock any food items.
“You were the one who insisted on spending the weekend here because you wanted to ‘get railed hard’ on the piano,” he pointed out. And so she did, last night after they finished decorating the tree.
She chortled. “All right, let’s go get some food, then I really should head over to Blackstone Bodyworx and go to a late yoga class with Anna Victoria and the girls.” The chief’s mate ran a fitness studio in South Blackstone. “I already missed last week.”
After getting dressed, they drove down to Main Street. Being Saturday and with the holiday season in full swing, the streets were bustling with crowds. For once, Cam didn’t mind the trappings of the holiday season, especially seeing J.D. all giddy with happiness, though that smug part of him wanted to believe he was the reason for that. The wait for Rosie’s was long, but it was well worth it, especially as today’s special included mincemeat pie. After lunch, they headed to South Blackstone.
While J.D. attended her yoga class, he went to the cafe to do some work. In the last week, he’d been clocking in and out at a more regular schedule so he could spend his nights with J.D., which meant he hadn’t put in much overtime. There was a lot of things to be done, especially since he was going to leave in a few weeks. He had taken his laptop with him, but found himself staring at the screen at the same paragraph, unable