Page 9 of Protected By The Polar Bear

“Yes! Do it.”

He nuzzles against my neck, and I hold my breath as his hips press forward slightly. I’m not sure what to focus on; his warm breath on my neck or his thick cock pushing into me.

“Ash, I…” I’m not even sure what I was going to say, but it’s cut off as his teeth sink into my neck and he thrusts into me at the same time.

He groans, and I moan.

“Ash!” I cry as I come again, and he growls against my skin.

“Mine. My mate,” he snarls, and I nod.

“Yours. Yours.”

He starts to move, slowly at first, and then once we find our rhythm his pace picks up. My hips rise, meeting him thrust for thrust, and soon I’m close to coming again.

“Ash,” I plead, and he nods.

“I’ve got you, Tessa.”

I stare up into his dark eyes and swear that I’ve never felt more connected to anyone. No wonder Elle took one look at Niko and agreed to move to Alaska. This feeling, this connection, is addictive.

I want to tell him that I love him and have wanted him from the first time I saw him, but I can’t quite get the words out.

He grabs my thigh, hoisting it higher, and we both moan as he sinks even further inside of me.

“Yes!” I cry, and he hammers into me.

“Need you to come again, mate.”

“I’m close. So close,” I promise, and he reaches between us, his fingers finding my clit.

He rubs the little pearl under his thumb, and I fly over the edge, coming all over his cock. Ash chokes on my name, following me over, and I smile as I feel him come inside of me.

I want to ask him what happens now. I want to ask him more about shifters and their fated mates and why he only just realized we were mates, but I don’t do any of that.

Instead, Ash pulls out of me, and my eyes drift shut.

I’m fast asleep a minute later.

FIVE

Ash

What have I done?

I’ve been thinking that same thought since I woke up half an hour ago with Tessa curled up in my arms. My polar bear stretches and grumbles inside of me. He can’t understand why I’m worrying right now. To him, we finally have our fated mate, and everything is good.

Go back to sleep, he tells me. Or better yet, wake our mate up by burying your face between her legs.

His idea sounds good, but I need to wrap my head around the fact that I have a mate now. It’s something I had promised myself I would never do. I mean, I saw what my mom leaving did to my dad, and I vowed to never be like him. I never wanted to give someone else the power to destroy me.

Now, I’ve done just that, though, and I need to come up with a plan.

How am I going to make sure that Tessa never leaves me?

Relax, my polar bear tells me. Everything is great. Just try to enjoy it.

What if she changes her mind and leaves us? I ask him, and he snarls at me.

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