mad at him?
The sensible part of her said he was only trying to give her an out, but the rest of her said to hell with it. This was what she wanted. Saint. Forever.
“Forever with the man I love?” She panted those words. “Think I can handle that.”
Saint stilled. Infuriating bear.
“Man you love?”
She growled and twisted, unable to wait another second. He fell forwards as she tried to move to face him, and she ended up on her back on the furs with him on top of her. He pressed his hand into the floor, holding himself off her, his dark eyes searching hers.
“You love me?” he whispered.
She nodded. “I love you.”
He smiled, warming her to her bones. “I love you too.”
But he still didn’t look as if he was going to bite her.
She was about to take matters into her own hands when he reared back, flipped her onto her front and filled her again in one hard thrust. She swayed forwards, groaned as he grabbed her and pulled her up to him, sitting again.
Cried out as his fangs plunged into her nape.
Pleasure detonated inside her, rolled through every inch of her to stun her as he thrust deep inside her, his length throbbing as he spilled, as she quivered and milked him. Bliss ebbed and flowed through her as he gently moved inside her, as he held her with his fangs, and it wasn’t only hers. It was his too. It curled through her together with his feelings, love that she could sense in him now.
When he finally released her and pulled out of her, she twisted to face him, settled herself astride his thighs and kissed him. The taste of her blood on his tongue ignited another fierce hunger, one she obeyed as she pushed up on her knees, as she caught his cheek and turned his head.
Sank her fangs into his nape.
He groaned and growled, and she moaned with him, the earthy taste of him on her tongue sending another fierce hit of pleasure rolling through her.
She forced herself to release him, eased back and stared into his eyes, catching the love shining in them as he gazed at her, as their bond slowly wove them together. Beautiful. Unbreakable.
“Love you,” he murmured, brushed his knuckles across her cheek and looked at her in a way she thought a male never would.
As if she was his entire world.
“Love you too.” She rewarded him with a kiss, one that warmed her all over and made her feel light inside.
She had come to Cougar Creek to escape being unable to find a male, and instead she had run into her mate.
A bear who had taken her captive, but in the end, she had been the one to steal something from him.
She had stolen his heart.
And now he was hers.
Forever.
The End
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