chapter 48

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, she’s still out cold. Poor thing’s exhausted,” Heather said.

His mate closed the bedroom door behind her and fell backward on the bed with her arms splayed. She was taking this thing too personally.

“I don’t like her being in the house. She said herself she can’t control her bear. It’s too much of a risk,” David said.

“Well, she refused to go with Joe. Where else was she supposed to sleep? Besides, the guys are taking turns guarding the room. Bethany put a cot outside the door for them.”

“Do I have a patrol?”

“No, you’re all mine.” She twisted to her stomach, staring at him where he sat at the head of the bed. “We missed the full moon again.”

“Yeah, I realized that when I was away. I thought of you every minute.”

She smiled. “There’s always next month.”

“I’d wait until the end of time for you, Heather.”

She crawled over to him and grabbed his leather belt. “You look so damn edible,” she said.

His wolf growled in response. It had been too long since they’d been together. He was coiled tight, so her little hands fiddling with his buckle was shattering the scrap of self-control he had left. He stilled her hand. “It’s been a while. My wolf may not be too gentle.”

“Good,” she said.

“Take off your clothes.”

She sat cross-legged on the bed and pulled off her shirt. Her big tits sloped out, naked and perfect. He watched her strip, layer by layer.

“Undo your pants,” she said. “It’s my turn to pleasure you.”

David wasn’t going to complain, but the truth was he loved eating her pussy and making love to her. Her pleasure was his pleasure.

He leaned back against the headboard and she reached into his boxers to release his cock. “You weren’t kidding,” she said. He was rock hard, and it was torture to sit back and not act. He watched her play with him, running her loose fist up and down his length. When she used the tip of her tongue to trace up the vein on the underside of his erection, he moaned and closed his eyes. It was wicked heaven.

“That feels amazing, Heather.”

She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking as she sank down, taking him deeper with each bob of her head. She was tireless, sucking him and teasing in just the right way. Waves of pleasure rippled through his body. Pressure built up in his balls. But he had no plans to come down her throat tonight.

Heather gripped his thighs possessively, her nails digging in enough to leave marks. He hoped her fangs didn’t make an appearance. Up and down, she took his length, mewling and devouring him whole. When he was too close, he grabbed a handful of her black hair and tugged her head back. Her lips were swollen and parted, her eyes more feral than human. It was the sexiest fucking thing he’d ever seen.

“Straddle my face. I’m going to make you scream.” He slid down until he was flat on the bed. She held the headboard and did as told, straddling his face with her bare pussy. He scented her arousal and couldn’t wait to taste it. David held her hips and thighs, bringing her lower so he could cover her pussy with his mouth. He used his tongue to fuck her and lap at her folds until she was whining and moaning.

He wanted her scent all over his face. She tried to pull away, but he held her in place and suckled her clit until she was writhing above him, crying out for the entire house to hear. He loved the sound of it. Loved her.

She began to ride him as her orgasm neared. If he died now, it would be a good death. He held her as steady as he could, fucking her with his mouth and tongue as she came hard. She let out a long series of gasps before collapsing beside him on the bed. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted as she continued to breathe heavily.

David crawled up next to her. “I made you scream.”

“You always do.” She peeked open her eyes and gave him the cutest little smile.

He traced a finger along the pulse point at her neck. “I can’t wait to mark you. Leaving you like this makes my wolf wild.”

“Tell him I’m not going anywhere,” she said.

David kissed her once on the mouth, his hand reaching down to her pussy. She was still hypersensitive, jolting from his touch. “I need to be inside you, Heather.”

“Yes.”

He settled between her thick thighs and stared into her eyes. David rubbed her temple with a thumb, mesmerized by her natural beauty. He felt connected to her and her wolf and the mating wasn’t even complete.

“I couldn’t be happier than right now,” he said. “Thank you for putting up with me.”

He smirked, remembering how hard she’d tried to avoid him the past six months. He’d done everything short of jumping circus hoops to garner her attention. Now he had her exactly where he wanted her.

After positioning himself at her entrance, slick from arousal, he kissed her mouth once before plunging deep inside her cunt. She was all his, every part of her. The fact pleased his wolf, giving him the vigor to fuck her hard and fast. He knew exactly what she wanted and how she wanted it. They were completely in tune sexually. For decades, he’d waited for his mate, and he wasn’t disappointed with the choice fated to him. Heather was a mix of innocence and defiance, hot and cold. He was addicted to her.

He pistoned in and out of her, shaking the bed, claiming her body and soul. Her nails raked across his back, and her body arched up to meet him with each thrust. Clean sweat broke out between them, their breathing heavy, and the promise of orgasm so close. He couldn’t hold back much longer.

“Heather, come for me. Now.” He fucked her harder, demanding she obey. And within seconds, her body erupted, her pussy clenching his cock, throbbing until he couldn’t restrain himself. David pumped deep inside her, filling his woman with his seed. She was covered in his scent.

He kissed her neck and rolled to the side. She cuddled up next to him, tracing patterns over his chest with a finger. They were quiet, enjoying the afterglow.

Then he felt her discontent. “What’s wrong?” he whispered.

She shrugged. “I don’t think my uncle’s happy here. I don’t want him to leave.”

“He never said anything.”

“It’s just a sixth sense.”

“You worry too much.” He ran his hands through her hair, stroking softly to relax her. “Now that we have each other, everything else can only fall into place. I feel like I can take on the world now that you’re not running from me.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“Caleb’s a fair alpha. There’s no need for him to run.”

“What about the girl? What will we do with her?”

“It’s not an easy situation. We shouldn’t even be dealing with this.”

“She wouldn’t go with Joe.”

“Well, we can’t keep a bear as a pet. She’d have to be caged for everyone’s safety. Just like a feral pup, there’s a certain point they’re unable to tame. A time they’re feral for life.”

“Maybe she’s different. If her change happened recently, there’s hope.”

“We don’t know when it happened. For all we know she’s been like this for years, traveling the forests in flux,” he said.

There was a scream. “Bethany!”

****

They scoured the immediate area, but she was gone. The she-bear had torn through the house, pulling down shelves and smashing the television before disappearing into the night.

Heather knew they wouldn’t be able to find her now. She’d adapt and know they were coming for her.

“We’ll find her,” David said.

“No, you won’t.”

“We did it before, we’ll do it again,” he said.

“No, she’s right,” Caleb said. He had Bethany pulled close. “It’s not our problem. It’s bad enough she destroyed the house. It could have been much worse. I won’t have a wild bear putting my pack at risk. This is Joe’s problem.”

Heather kept her mouth shut. He was the alpha, and he was right. It just felt so unjust for the she-bear to endure such a horrible fate at no fault of her own. If she were being honest with herself, the bear reminded her of herself—an orphan, uncomfortable in her own skin.

“If the bears see a problem, they’ll deal with her,” Caleb said. “More than likely, they’ll let fate handle it. She’ll either adapt or she won’t, and nothing we can do will change the course.” He led Bethany back into the house. The only human in the pack was more delicate than the rest of them. If that bear had harmed her, she could have easily died. Then all the blame would have fallen on Heather, as she was the one to suggest the bear stay in their house for the night.

David took her hand and they returned to their bedroom.

She sat on the bed and scrubbed her hands over her face. “You’ll make a great mother one day,” he said.