Page 37 of Their UnBearable Destiny

His technique had only become better over the years and the thought, the idea of just how he’d acquired his new ‘skills’ had her growling as she felt the painful prick of her fangs slice through her gums.

She saw the look of confusion on his face, but she couldn’t help the jealousy that ran through her veins, racing with the feelings of lust and need.

“Ana?” His voice was softer, cautious. She knew why.

As a shifter, she was dangerous even when she wasn’t angry. One didn’t underestimate the power of a bear and want to keep living.

“Just, give me a second.”

She turned away from him and faced the length of the hallway, taking in one gasping breath after another.

“Hey.”

His hands on her hips sent chills through her body and she tensed, making her choke on a breath.

“Ana, tell me. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” She shook her head. “It’s just hard to realize that I’ve wasted so much time just to prove that I was right, that what I felt wasn’t just the fear of the young girl that I was.”

He didn’t argue, he didn’t push, he just held her hips and waited for her to speak. He had changed. And she’d almost missed knowing him, again.

She felt one of his hands move from her hip and slide over her belly. She moaned into his touch, felt her body tremble with the gentle caress of his palm. And when he reached her hip his fingers bit into her flesh. It didn’t feel like pain. It felt secure. It felt like possession.

And heaven help her, she wanted possession.

He turned her to face him and before he could do anything she had her hands up and cradling his face.

She saw a hint of shock in his eyes, but when she pressed her lips to his he didn’t tense up, he melted into their kiss. The hands he had on her hips, pushed back and down until he cradled her ass in his palms.

There was no missing the hard press of his erection against her belly.

She pulled away just long enough to smile at him in satisfaction. “I think you have something I need, ‘Berto.”

He curled his body to hers and she let out a sigh as his erection nudged her.

“Yes, that.” She moaned and pressed her hips against his. She was satisfied when she heard his growl echo in the hallway.

“Tell me, Ana.” His voice was almost a whisper, his breath fanning the hair at her temple. “Tell me how to make you happy.”

“I need you, ‘Berto.” She shook her head and spat the words out. She didn’t like feeling this way. She didn’t want to ache for him. She didn’t want to need his hands on her, his mouth on her, and to feel him moving inside of her. “I don’t want to need you,” she finished her thought through clenched teeth, “but I do.”

The grin that spread over his lips was sexy as hell. The dark glint of his bear in his eyes had her soaking wet and hungry.

Uberto licked his lips in a slow deliberate swipe as he devoured her with his gaze. “Then we’re even,” he said as he pressed her hips tighter to his own, “because I need you, Ana. You’re the other piece of my soul, the one I’ve been missing for years, just out of my reach.”

“And now?” She couldn’t resist moving against him, putting pressure against his thickness for her pleasure as much as his.

“Now? I have you in my hands and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let you go.”

She sighed at the sentiment. It was hard to believe that they just might be on the same page for once.

But at that moment, she just didn’t want to think about it anymore. She didn’t want to fight it anymore.

“Then take me to your room, Uberto.”

“Our room, Ana.”

He pressed his fingertips into her curves and she gasped, bringing his gaze squarely onto her lips.

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