Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Pump after pump of my cock has her screaming out until we’re both on the edge of cumming. When the orgasm comes, it’s livid and fuming. It tears through my body in a primal rage, making me cry out in a savage roar.
Mila cums at the same time—our bodies are already in tune. She shakes all over as the heat consumes her.
I wrap my arms around her, gripping her hard as I thrust all the way in and let go. My hot cum surges out of my big dick and travels straight to her ripe womb. It heads right where it belongs. Right where it will make her mine forever.
When the worst of it is over, I spin her around and let her lie on my chest. The fall air is cool on the roof, but with the way we’ve been moving, it’s a welcome chill. It feels good on our sweaty skin.
She drops her cheek onto my chest and listens to my pounding heart as I run my hand through her silky blonde hair over and over again.
This girl is mine now. I’ve claimed her cunt and I’ve claimed her womb. Even without my mark on her neck, she’s mine.
With my free hand, I grab the blanket and pull it over her trembling body. I have to remember she’s human and isn’t as immune to the cold as I am.
My bear is grumbling inside me, sulking and pissed off that I didn’t mark her. I couldn’t care less. Let him be pissed. I’m not ruining this moment for her for his selfish needs. Mila comes first.
Always.
Before him, before me, before the world, before anything.
My mate is always number one to me.
I squeeze her a little tighter to let her know just that.
A happy grin hits me when I realize that I have a lifetime to show her.
And it starts right now.
Chapter Nine
Mila
Rylan’s side of the bed is empty in the morning. I immediately sit up straight and the sheets fall off my naked chest.
Last night was incredible. Every second of it.
I’m fully onboard the mate train now. It has to be true. Either that or cupid landed an arrow right smack in the middle of my forehead. I’m still debating on which one seems more believable.
“Rylan?”
There’s no answer.
I quickly get dressed and walk over to the windows. His house is spectacular. It’s set in the mountains with a gorgeous view of the trees and a lake in the distance. I didn’t see any of this when we arrived last night. The sun was starting to rise, but I was too focused on him to notice. My eyes were seeing nothing but hard muscle and his gorgeous face as he looked down at me with his blue-gray eyes brimming with need and want. Why the hell would I look at mountains when I could look at that instead?
“Oh, wow,” I whisper when I look at the clock on his night table. It’s almost two o’clock in the afternoon.
I’m immediately hit with a wave of disappointment. We slept through most of the day.
If Rylan was here, he’d tell me not to worry, that we have all of eternity to be together. I smile as I head downstairs to find him.
The kitchen is empty and the house is eerily silent.
“Rylan?” I call out as I look from room to room.
I wander over to the back patio doors and gasp when I see a full-grown grizzly bear standing in his yard. He’s enormous. He looks like he could fit all of me into his massive jaws and he’s staring at me with such intensity that it makes my body tremble.
It almost reminds me of…
I gasp when I realize that it’s Rylan’s bear. He has the same smoldering blue-gray eyes and emanating strength.
As he watches me closely, an intense urge to go to him fills me up. I swallow hard and then open the door, cursing softly the whole time. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I whisper over and over again as I slide the door open.
I’m the kind of kid that was scared of grasshoppers. I hated swimming in lakes because the thought of a fish brushing against my leg really freaked me out. And birds… God, don’t get me started on birds!
So, this is a big step. I’m approaching a grizzly bear. Willingly.
But surprisingly, I have no fear.
My hands aren’t sweating and my legs aren’t shaking. I feel safe. Secure. Like this bear would rather die than hurt me.
There’s a protective air around him that’s surrounding me like a warm blanket. It’s pulling me toward him. Luring me to the safety of his body.
“Hello,” I say in a low voice as I approach him. He lowers his head, watching me carefully, inhaling slowly. Loudly. He’s pure alpha power. He’s incredible.