We can do this anytime we want. I can’t stop thinking about that.
Knowing I can come here and feel his hard cock inside me whenever the mood strikes makes me feel like the luckiest woman on the planet.
He wraps his arm under my leg and pulls it up as he thrusts in hard. I cry out as I feel him penetrating me deeper.
I want to feel his hot seed coating my insides. I want him to make me his in every way possible.
“Come in me,” I beg as he thrusts harder and harder. “I can feel it coming…”
The heat blossoming in me becomes overwhelming. It’s growing and tightening with every pump of his powerful hips.
“I’m going to come,” he growls as he grabs my other leg and hikes both of them in the air.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry out as my back arches. My mouth flies open and I dig my nails into his arms as I feel him deeper than ever. It feels like he’s millimeters from my womb.
His open mouth comes over mine. “Come with me, Courtney,” he whispers as he thrusts in hard. “Come with me, now.”
The tightness snaps inside of me and everything begins to unravel. His body turns rigid as his cock lurches deep inside.
I come hard when I feel his hot seed surging out of him and onto the walls of my virgin pussy, coating every inch of it.
“Oh, shit,” I scream as the waves of heat take over, searing through my veins. His hard pelvis is grinding against my clit as he holds himself inside me, coating my waiting womb with his hot come.
I drown in the sensations. Tears stream down my cheeks. My insides are contracting over and over again relentlessly as time stands still.
When the intensity begins to fade, he lowers my legs and slides a little bit out, still keeping most of his cock inside me. We’re both breathing heavily and staring at each other in shock.
“I love sex,” I blurt out.
He laughs and I feel my cheeks turn red. There’s no need to blush, though. He’s my mate and I can say anything to him.
“I love it too,” he whispers as he holds me in his big arms. “But only with you.”
He kisses me again, longer, slower this time and I close my eyes, letting myself drown in the bliss. Letting myself succumb to the euphoria…
…and counting the seconds until we can do this again.
Chapter Six
Adrian
My arms are wrapped tightly around my mate when I wake up in the morning. She’s curled up in the blankets with all of her clothes on but I can still feel her soft curves under it all. I dig my nose into her soft blonde hair and breathe in the intoxicating scent over and over, letting it fill my head until it feels like I’m high.
It’s another crisp fall morning with the early birds chirping and the squirrels already busy at work. I can’t remember the last time I woke up in my human form. It’s been too long. Way too long.
Usually my bear rouses in the morning and I’m forced to experience everything through his senses. I thought it was clear, but now I can tell it was a little muted. A little gray.
I look around and am amazed at the clarity of everything—the sunlight seeping in through the tent, the feel of this beautiful girl in my arms, the crisp coolness of the morning air in my nose, the soreness of my muscles that haven’t been used enough.
It’s beautiful. This life is a gift.
The most surprising thing is that my bear is calm. He’s tranquil and at peace in this moment, letting me enjoy it.
All kinds of heavy emotions start flooding me and my eyes fill with tears. I never expected this. I thought it was over for me. I thought I’d never escape the hell I was in—a life of solitary in the woods, a prisoner to my bear.
And now, I have this amazing girl by my side, I have this beautiful morning and a little slice of peace. It’s all so much.
Courtney stirs in my arms and turns around with a smile on her face, her eyes still half closed.
“Good morning, you,” she whispers as she looks at me. “Are you crying?”
I wipe my eyes, embarrassed. This is the last thing I want her to see.
She cups my cheek with her hand and kisses me softly with her lips closed. “It’s going to be okay,” she whispers. “I’m here with you now.”
I’ve been living with my psychotic bear for so long that I know those words shouldn’t bring me hope. They shouldn’t be comforting, but they are. With her in my arms, I don’t know how things could ever go wrong again.
We lay like this, gazing into each other’s eyes and holding each other tight for a long time. Until the soreness kicks in and she starts to move around, stretching out her stiff muscles.
“Was it too cold for you last night?” I ask.
She smiles. “You’re the one with no shirt on.”
“But I’m used to it. You’re used to a nice warm bed.”
“I’m used to an empty bed. This was really nice.”
I watch as she sits up and stretches her back out. My cock starts to stir once again when I see her breasts being thrust into the air. I still can’t believe that my hands were on them, that my lips and tongue were touching that soft supple skin.
Remembering how wet and tight she was as the soft walls of her pussy squeezed my cock starts to make my breath quicken. I still can’t believe her virginity is mine.
Thinking those dirty thoughts awakens my bear and he starts to stir angrily.
No, please, I beg.
He growls low.
Mark her.
Do it.
He snarls, louder this time, but not loud enough for her to hear. He wants me to sink my teeth into her neck and make her ours for good.
He won’t be truly at peace until I do it, but that’s one way to have her run out of here and never come back. She’s a real champ, showing up in the woods at night and sleeping out here with someone she’s never met before, but even she would draw the line if I leaned over and gave her the vampire treatment before she’s had a cup of coffee.
Not now, I growl back at him.
He starts pacing around and for the first time since he let me out, I start to get nervous. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to stop him if he comes charging out. I’ve never been able to stop him before.
“I need a hot bath,” she says as she turns and looks at me.
“Are you hungry?” I ask as I try to focus on her and not on the angry bear huffing around inside me.
“Do you have anything for breakfast?” she asks, looking hopeful. “My appetite is ravenous after that night.”
Panic mode sets in as I think about my options. I could go catch her a rabbit or something. A rabbit? Come on, Adrian! Cooking her a dead rabbit is not very romantic.
“We can go see what my brothers are cooking,” I blurt out, not really thinking about it.
“Yeah? Are you up for that?”
I nod my head even though my stomach is twisting with nerves. Besides the two seconds I saw them last night, it’s been years. And I don’t know how they feel about me. I haven’t exactly been the warmest brother lately.
“For you, I am.”
We climb out of the tent and she grins as she looks at me. I’m barefoot, shirtless, with only the loose jeans I stole from Cameron on.
“It’s freezing out,” she says, “and you don’t even have goosebumps on your skin.”