Page 7 of Grizzly's Bear

She peeked up at him, her hair a curtain around her face. God, she was the most exquisite woman he’d ever met. His want for her was a need that defied logic, defied…everything.

She rose over him, and he reached out to grip her hips to steady her as she moved into place. She held his cock then sank down on it. He couldn’t shake the memory of how she’d looked when he’d found her. Arms and legs spread wide and tied down on a metal table. Covered in blood. So still and quiet that he’d feared she was already gone. He’d lost it. Lost any shred of sanity as his bear had taken full control. And raged.

“I’m here, Slade.” Rissa bent down, brushing her lips over his. “I’m here.”

And he was never letting her go. He growled as she rode him. Each rise and fall ended with a grind of her pelvis against his. She braced her hands on his stomach at first then ran them up her body, pinching and tugging at her nipples before lifting her hair and letting it fall back around her. His fingers clenched around her hips, and another growl spilled from his lips as she moved faster, then faster still. He felt the flutter of her channel around his cock seconds before her cries of pleasure filled his ears. Before she’d even fully collapsed against his chest, he’d flipped them over, lifting both her legs high along his hips as he pounded into her.

“Don’t stop.” She panted the demand, but he had no intention of stopping anyway. She jerked him lower, so his chest rubbed hers. The feel of her hard nipples sliding along his skin, the way she lifted her face and rubbed along his neck, it all fired his blood. It had him grunting and growling, hungry for more.

He pulled back long enough to flip her to her stomach. She automatically went to her hands and knees then dropped her chest down, widening her knees in invitation. He slammed home, riding her deep and hard, pulling wails of pleasure from her lips. Had he thought her exquisite? God, she was more than that. So much more. He took her savagely and would have hated himself for it if she hadn’t met him thrust for thrust. If she hadn’t screamed and begged for more. Still, it wasn’t enough for either of them.

He stared at her ass, knowing what he wanted, what his bear demanded. The ultimate submission. He ran his finger along the crease of her ass, finding her tight back hole and tapping against it. She tensed momentarily then sighed and said the one thing he craved.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Fuck my ass, Slade.”

He pulled out and ran his hand through her slick folds, gathering her natural lubrication and bringing it to her ass. He coated her, slicking her enough to begin working his fingers in. She moaned and moved into him, taking his fingers eagerly. He primed her, stretching, and preparing her until they were both at the point where they couldn’t wait. He slid his fingers out and held her open while he pressed the head of his cock against her, pushing inside the tight entrance, gritting his teeth as he fought the ring of muscle trying to keep him out. Then sliding deep as her body finally granted admittance.

“Fuck,” he growled, drowning in her tight heat and fighting the urge to fuck her as savagely there as he had her sex moments before.

“Slade!” Her voice broke as she reached back, nails sinking into the back of his thigh as she urged him to move.

He tried to be slow, but each stroke had his balls drawing taut with the need to spill inside her. Her cries only stoked the fire.

“Oh, God! It feels so good. Slade, it’s so good. I’ve never… mmm.” She broke off with a moan.

He couldn’t agree more. It was more than good. It was incredible. Sex with her only got better and better, and he wanted a lifetime of it. A lifetime with her. He increased his pace, though he fought the instinct to take her hard. Not yet. Not this first time. He’d keep his control.

“Slade. Please. I need… I need…” She stopped as if she didn’t know what she needed, just that it was something only he could give her.

He slid one hand under her, down her belly to the juncture between her legs and the swollen bud so greedy for his touch. He brushed over it, and she cried out, her body bucking beneath him. He rubbed tight circles over her until she broke again, shouting her pleasure as she tightened like a vise around him, shredding his control completely.

He held her hips in a tight grip while he powered in and out, fucking her as hard and deep as she’d wanted moments earlier. She shuddered beneath him, moaning as he took and took until he slammed deep, pouring his cum deep into her ass until he was completely empty. He remained buried inside her for long moments, following her down as she collapsed beneath him. He barely managed to avoid crushing her under him, tugging free at the last possible moment and landing at her side.

Slade gasped for breath, his heart galloping in his chest. For the fist time since Rissa had been taken, his bear eased. That part of him didn’t retreat. It remained close to the surface, but it wasn’t as dominant as it had been. He rolled toward her, skimming his hand up and down her spine as her breathing evened out.

“What?” he asked when Rissa murmured something beside him.

She turned her head, nuzzling into his pillow as she whispered it again. His heart stopped as he stared at her. A smile tipped her lips. Her skin flushed. She edged closer toward him even as she eased into sleep. The words left her lips once more as if she couldn’t keep them inside.

“I love you.”

Even knowing she was asleep, he couldn’t stop himself from leaning in and kissing her soft lips, before giving the words back to her.

“I love you, too, baby.”

He’d laughed when he’d watched his brothers’ mates lead them in circles. Now, he was in their shoes, willingly led by the woman who owned his heart and soul. He only hoped he and Rissa could share what his brothers had found with their mates.

Koby had fallen first. He’d rescued his mate while she’d been hunted. Koby had killed both men following her. Sidia was fond of saying Koby had taken her breath when he’d walked up to her, wearing only the blood of those who’d thought to kill her. The two were insatiable for each other, and it was no surprise she was pregnant already.

Next had been Declan. That one had really surprised Slade, but seeing his brother with Xandra now, you’d never know she’d fought the mating bond. Her need for vengeance had almost cost Declan his mate. Even now, the couple were on the trail of the man who’d helped orchestrate the attacks on the Holloway den. They’d likely hook up with Xandra and Sidia’s brother, Malachi, who’d left the Holloway den and ended up a part of the Washington den. The den of Emory Langston.

Which brought him to his eldest brother and the den alpha, Laramie Holloway. Malachi had sent Emersyn Langston along with his daughter, Ruby, to the Holloways for their own protection. Laramie had known from the first moment that Em was his mate. The rest of them had been just as adamant she wasn’t. They’d all thought she was human, but when push had come to shove and Ruby’s life had been on the line, Em had shown them all who she was. A female Kodiak. The only one in existence as far as they knew. Laramie had mated her in front of everyone, while she was dressed in nothing but his shirt and the blood of the woman she’d slain while protecting Ruby. That had been the first night he’d tasted Rissa, and he hadn’t stopped chasing her since then.

He finally forced himself to stop thinking and move, to leave the bed and go clean up, bringing a washcloth and hand towel back with him so he could see to her.

She never moved, not even to give a disgruntled murmur when he shifted her body as he took care of her. When he finished and rejoined her in bed, she immediately moved, curling into him and resting her head on his chest.

As the scent of sex finally eased, he caught something else, something that had his heart galloping once more. There was a subtle but distinct new scent. A mixture of her and him. A scent that occurred when a female bear accepted her mate and marked him as hers. Though she hadn’t said the words yet, she’d made her claim. She might change her mind in the morning, but the scent was there. Even she couldn’t deny it. He’d have the vow. She’d claim him as her mate. He wouldn’t take no for an answer.

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