Finding His Mate (Bare Bites #3) - Mila Crawford Page 0,3

a few moments ago.

“Your pussy, baby, it’s wet and making my mouth water.” I moved my hand until I was holding her wrist in my palms. “I like you pinned beneath me.”

“Why am I reacting like this to you? Normally I would be kicking you in the balls and shooting your dick off for doing this. But instead, I’m on my sofa and for the first time in my entire life I’m in heat.”

“It’s because we’re mated,” I said with a chuckle. “You really can’t tell?”

“I don’t have normal senses like you do.”

“But I can smell your Bear.”

“It’s because my dad was a Bear shifter. My mom was human, just like I am. Even though her father was a wolf. I didn’t inherit my dad’s abilities. But I have some of his talents.”

“So you’re human?” I asked.

“Yes. I’ve never shifted. I don’t have speed, or any heightened senses. Just plain old Shayla here.”

Her name was like a warm breeze, rustling in the trees. Sweet, beautiful and strong. It was perfect, just like her.

“It’s nice to meet you, Shayla. I’m Brett,” I said, grazing my nose along the hollow of her neck. She moaned as my hands let go of hers, roamed up the curves of her body and tangled with her soft, dark hair. “You’re so beautiful.”

“I think that’s the mate bond talking.”

“So you feel it?” I asked, not really sure how the bond impacted humans.

“Yes. My mother used to tell me things, and everything she said she felt is what I’m feeling now. I just never thought it would be this strong of a pull. I’ve never felt it before.”

“That pull between us will only get stronger,” I whispered in her ear, relishing the sound of her blood rushing in her veins. Needing her so badly that I couldn’t think straight.

Normally, when the bond set in, we would be naked, having sex up and down along every tree and corner of the house, but Shayla was human, and I wasn’t sure if that was the best route of action. From everything I knew about humans, their instincts were muted and they didn’t respond the exact same way as a shifter did. I needed her to know that she came first and always before I fucked her into oblivion.

“How about we get something to eat?” I asked, slowly shifting off her. She cast her eyes down and nodded her head slowly. “Don’t look disappointed, beautiful, all good things come to those who wait, and I promise there will be a lot of coming in your future.”

Chapter 3

Shayla

I’d just made a grown man dinner and then sat at the kitchen table, looking at him dreamily. I felt ridiculous. I’d never once in my entire life felt the need to take care of anyone other than my parents, especially not men. Yet...there I sat, loving how Brett ate the food I’d made, relished it even as he moaned and rolled his eyes with another bite.

“Why do I want to take care of you?” I asked softly.

“You’re my mate.” He said, taking a sip of his beer, and I felt the heat of his eyes on me. I felt like his prey, and maybe I wouldn’t mind being caught.

“This is all really confusing for me....you’re a Wolf. I thought you all hated the Bears.”

“I used to.”

“Did that change when you mated with me?”

“Yes,” he stated calmly, his eyes flickering to gold, letting me know his Wolf was just lurking at the surface. “Everything changed when I saw you.”

“Why do you hate us?”

“It’s a long story.”

“I’ve got time,” I said, leaning back in my chair, crossing my arms in front of my chest. “Less staring at my tits and more talking please.”

“I can’t help it if you’re so sexy. That isn’t my fault,” he said with a chuckle. I liked how his voice sounded when he laughed. It was earthy and warm, nothing like the face he’d been showing me. He looked softer, kinder.

“Stop with that nonsense and tell me what I want to know,” I demanded.

Brett got up out of the chair elegantly and stalked towards me. Once he got to me, he crouched down so that we were facing each other, eye to eye. “Baby girl, with this damn hard-on it’s pretty hard for a man to think.”

I felt my body getting warmer from his words and I felt a blush rampantly crawling up my skin.

“You’re awfully cute when you blush,” he said, pushing my hair behind my ear. His fingers leaving