Chapter 10
Serena
His cock was every bit the monster I thought it would be. Thick and long, the bulbous head leaking pre-cum down the angry looking rigid shaft.
I licked my lips and swallowed, and his gaze swung to mine.
“The first time I mark you, it’s going to be inside your tight pussy. I’m going to fill you so full of my seed, you’ll never get it all out. Those gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock won’t be enough, not right now.”
I made a noise of agreement, my attention on the drips of liquid rolling down the curve of my belly.
“I could be a good guy and offer to use protection, but I don’t want to, and it’s not necessary, unless you’re concerned about getting pregnant.” The flashes of cinnamon-red and gold were back in his eyes.
I shook my head.
His lips pulled back in a wicked smile. “Good.”
I was going to be painted in his cum, and I couldn’t wait.
He levered forward on powerful arms to whisper in my ear. “When I say fill you, I mean everywhere.”
Heat rolled through me. He was so controlled every time I saw him, the way he’d turned cold and lock down and walk away.
But not now. Now the animal was loose, and I was getting the real Gavin. The sweet, generous man, and the demanding hotshot with fire in his veins.
He sat up on his knees and palmed his thick erection, giving it a few hard pulses. “I have wanted you for so long.” He swallowed. “I dreamed about you. I don’t want to cause you pain, and once I bite you to make the mate mark, I never will again.”
He was a massive wall of muscle, terrifying in his size and focus.
He was a predator, intent on his prey—and he was kneeling for me.
He would never look away from me ever again.
He would seek me out, over and over and over.
He lived a life of total control, but he needed one place where he could let go, and that was with me. Within our bonds.
“I’m ready.”
He fell forward over me, his mouth on mine, kissing away any lingering fear over the bite to come. He was wild and sweet, his tongue pushing at mine, retreating, again and again. His cock pushed at my entrance before retreating in short pumps, as my hips spread to cradle his.
His hand fisted in my hair, the braid falling apart, as he growled. “You’re so fucking wet, Serena. I’m trying to go slow, to ease—”
“I want all of you.”
He thrust forward with my words, as a scream tore from my throat.
My imagination was no match for the reality of him, the way he filled me blocking out all other sensation.
For a second I feared I’d underestimated the pain of his bite, the way I’d been unprepared for his size.
But he stilled, his cock hot and throbbing in place, as he kissed me again.
Then his finger was on my clit, liquid heat trickling through me, spreading in ever widening circles through my veins with the motion of his fingers.
Gavin pulled back and rocked in, the desperate way my muscles fluttered around him no match for his power. He moved harder, faster, all of his attention on me and the way our bodies connected.
“Your pussy is so tight. I can’t hold him back much longer.”
Him? Oh. His bear. I gulped.
I gripped his upper arms, the hard muscles slippery with a sheen of sweat. His whole body was tense with the force of holding on, holding back. I’d had enough of that.
“Gavin,” I breathed. “Please, just fu—”
He leaned down to cover me, the delicious weight of him anchored me in place.
His thrusts didn’t slow, and my need spiraled higher. It was rising, rocketing, ready to explode and I clawed at his back wanting more, wanting to mark him as mine.
“That’s right, come for me. I want to feel you coming around my cock.” He lifted up enough to look into my eyes, the words sending me over the edge. “Now, Serena,” he commanded, and I did, my back arching, my core clenching, my world exploding as I screamed his name.
A sharp sting hit the curve of my neck and shoulder, morphing into a bone deep sear of agonizing fiery heat that filled every cell of my body.
My cries of pain mingled with his roar, as he came hard, flooding me with jets of hot cum. He thrust hard a few more times, his mouth still on my skin as he marked me in every way.
He licked my shoulder, kissing around the bite. A soothing sensation flowed everywhere the pain had been, until my whole body felt warm and languid.
“I’m sorry, so sorry, love,” he whispered. “If there were another way—”
“I’m not. I’m yours, and you’re mine.” There was a new feeling inside me, like I could sense his regret and love and…pride?
“Do you…feel me inside you? Like I can feel you?” I asked.
His eyes widened in surprise. “You can feel—”
“I don’t know how to describe it—and it’s not just the way you made me come.”
“We should do it again, just to be sure.” He grinned and flexed his hips, making me gasp.
I hadn’t seen this Gavin before, the one with a lightness in his eyes, and a wide, relaxed smile.
My heart beat a little faster. He was mine. All mine. The dark and rough, the sweet and affectionate, the wicked and playful.
“You’re mine,” I said. The fierce tone of my voice an echo of earlier this morning. Was it really the same day? I had confronted the man I thought couldn’t stand me. Couldn’t bear to look at me, and it turned out he was a bear. And wanted me. All of me.
“I’m yours,” he agreed. The look in his eyes turned thoughtful. “I told you I’d explain about those girls—”
I growled.
“Yeah, there it is.” His smile grew wider. “You were already feeling the mate bond.”
“How is that possible?” Bear. Shifter. Anything is possible.
“I think this was always meant to be.” He shook his head. “I wasted so much time.”
“You did.” I wasn’t going to hold back ever again. “But I have a very good idea of how you can make it up to me.”
He pumped his hips again, his cock still rock hard.
“I’ll never stop.” His words were a vow, the fire in his eyes lighting up with the promise.
I had no idea what else would happen with my bear shifter mate, but I knew he’d always take care of me, protect me, and love me.
Read on for a sweet epilogue, and a spicy bonus scene!
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