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Authors: Meredith Clarke, Ally Summers
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Paranormal, Adult, supernatural, Short-Story, Erotic, Bachelor, seattle, bear shifter, Past Issues, sanctuary, Mate, Protection, bartender, Forever Love, Single Woman, Highland Brothers, Magazine Shoot, Lost Creativity, Car Crash, Highland Territory
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massaging it back and forth.
Her head thrashed on the bed. “Yes.”
If only he would slide inside her, fuck her until she saw the blinding white light that pulsed through her body.
“Tell me you want my bear to claim you. I need to know this is what you want. We have already been bonded, but I won’t take you again, I swear until you tell me to.”
He withdrew the steel hardness that she craved. She was clawing for it. Aching for it to claim her. She felt her skin tingle and the calm of her decision wash over her.
The fire coursing through her body only meant one thing. She was meant for this man. For his bear. For giving him the cubs he wanted.
“All of it. I want all of it. Claim me, Striker. Make me yours again. Please,” she begged.
And with the last word, Striker slammed his thick cock deep inside her, shattering the walls she had built between them.
“Oh, fuck, Presley.” He pumped hard against her.
She wanted it to last. She wanted to savor the feeling of his bear claiming her. Taking her. Making her body his. Fucking her so hard she couldn’t think, only feel.
Her hips lifted higher in the air. “Everything, Striker. Don’t stop until you have all of me.”
She didn’t want it to end. The pleasure. The pain. The way she felt so tight against his cock. She realized they could both burst into flames as he seared fire into her with each stroke.
She bit her lower lip as he plunged, hitting her core with lightning strikes of pleasure.
His chest rumbled with a low growl as her body began to quiver in his hands.
“Oh yeah, Pres. Come now, baby. Come.”
She screamed as the orgasm washed over her like warm rain.
“I’m yours. Always,” she cried.
It pooled in her core and trickled through her limbs until she was soothed in ecstasy.
Striker yanked her hips closer to the edge of the bed as he thrust deeper into her than he ever had.
“You’re mine,” he breathed as he released himself, sealing their bond. Their commitment. Their forever.
She felt the magic rush through her, and reveled in the sensations lapping through her body, knowing she belonged only to one man. One bear.
Striker crawled over her, kissing her skin as he moved on to the bed.
He kissed her mouth, sucking lightly on her lips.
“I should have told you the other night,” he whispered. “I didn’t realize the mistake I was making, but only asking for one thing. Sex isn’t the same as bonding is it?”
She couldn’t help but giggle. “No, it’s definitely not. But I think we would have ended up here anyway.” She ran her hands through his hair. “It may have just taken you longer to convince me.”
She smiled. There was no doubt she had been drawn to him from the moment she saw him sleeping on the couch. Now she knew why.
“True. You’re my mate.”
“Your mate.” She let the words roll off her tongue. She loved how it sounded.
“So does this mean you’re staying?” Striker laughed.
She shoved at his chest. “I never had a chance.”
“No, you didn’t.” He pressed his lips to her, unable to control the rumble from his chest. “I don’t think my hour is up.” He winked.
“Oh my,” she purred as he hand dipped between her legs and she gave her body to him all over again.
22
Striker
H e looked at his mate sleeping in his arms. She was everything to him. He slid an arm out from underneath her. His hand cupped the softness of her belly. His cubs were there. He knew it. His bear felt contentment he didn’t know existed.
All he could think about was protecting her. Keeping them all safe. The room was dark. The snow had started falling sometime when they had fallen asleep. There was a beautiful quiet surrounding the house.
Striker crept downstairs. He wanted to fix her something to eat. He looked outside. The drifts were starting to pile up. Good thing he had the food delivered yesterday. There was no telling how long they would be at Highland House.
The delivery driver had stocked the
Her head thrashed on the bed. “Yes.”
If only he would slide inside her, fuck her until she saw the blinding white light that pulsed through her body.
“Tell me you want my bear to claim you. I need to know this is what you want. We have already been bonded, but I won’t take you again, I swear until you tell me to.”
He withdrew the steel hardness that she craved. She was clawing for it. Aching for it to claim her. She felt her skin tingle and the calm of her decision wash over her.
The fire coursing through her body only meant one thing. She was meant for this man. For his bear. For giving him the cubs he wanted.
“All of it. I want all of it. Claim me, Striker. Make me yours again. Please,” she begged.
And with the last word, Striker slammed his thick cock deep inside her, shattering the walls she had built between them.
“Oh, fuck, Presley.” He pumped hard against her.
She wanted it to last. She wanted to savor the feeling of his bear claiming her. Taking her. Making her body his. Fucking her so hard she couldn’t think, only feel.
Her hips lifted higher in the air. “Everything, Striker. Don’t stop until you have all of me.”
She didn’t want it to end. The pleasure. The pain. The way she felt so tight against his cock. She realized they could both burst into flames as he seared fire into her with each stroke.
She bit her lower lip as he plunged, hitting her core with lightning strikes of pleasure.
His chest rumbled with a low growl as her body began to quiver in his hands.
“Oh yeah, Pres. Come now, baby. Come.”
She screamed as the orgasm washed over her like warm rain.
“I’m yours. Always,” she cried.
It pooled in her core and trickled through her limbs until she was soothed in ecstasy.
Striker yanked her hips closer to the edge of the bed as he thrust deeper into her than he ever had.
“You’re mine,” he breathed as he released himself, sealing their bond. Their commitment. Their forever.
She felt the magic rush through her, and reveled in the sensations lapping through her body, knowing she belonged only to one man. One bear.
Striker crawled over her, kissing her skin as he moved on to the bed.
He kissed her mouth, sucking lightly on her lips.
“I should have told you the other night,” he whispered. “I didn’t realize the mistake I was making, but only asking for one thing. Sex isn’t the same as bonding is it?”
She couldn’t help but giggle. “No, it’s definitely not. But I think we would have ended up here anyway.” She ran her hands through his hair. “It may have just taken you longer to convince me.”
She smiled. There was no doubt she had been drawn to him from the moment she saw him sleeping on the couch. Now she knew why.
“True. You’re my mate.”
“Your mate.” She let the words roll off her tongue. She loved how it sounded.
“So does this mean you’re staying?” Striker laughed.
She shoved at his chest. “I never had a chance.”
“No, you didn’t.” He pressed his lips to her, unable to control the rumble from his chest. “I don’t think my hour is up.” He winked.
“Oh my,” she purred as he hand dipped between her legs and she gave her body to him all over again.
22
Striker
H e looked at his mate sleeping in his arms. She was everything to him. He slid an arm out from underneath her. His hand cupped the softness of her belly. His cubs were there. He knew it. His bear felt contentment he didn’t know existed.
All he could think about was protecting her. Keeping them all safe. The room was dark. The snow had started falling sometime when they had fallen asleep. There was a beautiful quiet surrounding the house.
Striker crept downstairs. He wanted to fix her something to eat. He looked outside. The drifts were starting to pile up. Good thing he had the food delivered yesterday. There was no telling how long they would be at Highland House.
The delivery driver had stocked the
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