Page 26 of Snowed In With the Grizzly

“Okay,” I say, smiling into his mouth as he kisses me again.

Keeping his lips on mine, he backs me up, all the way across the room. When I feel Grandma Jo’s old window seat against my calves, I sit down.

“I want you to stay right here, until I come get you,” he says.

I nod obediently, appreciating the bossiness of his tone.

Then he pulls the curtain around me. It’s not tight to the window, but instead it closes off the little nook from the rest of the cabin. Grandma Jo loved to read here. She used to say that she felt like she was out in nature, even on the coldest of days.

I lean back on the soft cushions and snuggle into the nook, looking out at the snow. It’s brutal outside. Already dark, with heavy sleet falling. But on the other side of the curtain, it’s all cozy and warm—thanks to Jaxton’s expert craftsmanship. I strain my ears and listen to him moving around. The heavy sound of his boots on the floor. Things being lifted up and put back down.

I’m about to have sex with him.

He’s going to take my virginity.

We’re going to be connected, forever, in a way that no one else can destroy.

I’m as nervous as hell.

But I also want this more than I’ve wanted anything in my life.

8

Jaxton

Iconnect a brand-new gas canister to the oven in the kitchenette. Then I straighten up and survey the cabin.

I’ve smoothed out the comforter and added some extra pillows to the bed, and it looks cozy and welcoming. I’ve put a new lightbulb in the bedside lamp, which casts the whole area in a soft glow. I’ve also lit a bunch of candles. The fire is roaring and the electric heater is chasing the cold from the corners.

A cabin fit for a queen?

I sure hope so. I glance at the nook, where Rowan is concealed behind the curtains, and my cock turns even harder.

I’ve wanted to make her mine for years. Not going after her, breaking out of the military and hunting her down, cost me every bit of willpower I had. But I was a beast. And she deserved much better than that.

The way she’s looking at me now, though—this thing between this is real. I know she feels it, too, and that she wants it as much as I do. And whatever my queen wishes is my command. I’m going to do everything in my power to show her that we belong together.

She’s mine. I’ll protect her with my life. I’ll take down anyone who might want to hurt her.

But first, I’m going to claim her.

The honeysuckle scent of her arousal has been driving my animal insane. She’s so ripe, so ready.

But I’m not a beast anymore. I’ve gotten my animal under control these days. And I want her first time to be perfect.

I take one more look around the cabin to check that everything looks good, and then I stride toward the nook, my cock straining beneath my zipper.

My beast swells in me; my breath vibrates in my chest. Every thought is focused on my mate behind the curtain. My sweet virgin mate.

I mean to be gentle, to go slow with her. But instead I yank back the curtain.

And, at the sight that greets me, a growl of lust bursts from my lips.

* * *

My girl is still curledup in the nook, just as I left her. But now she’s wearing nothing but her underwear. She’s stripped down to a black bra and black lacy panties.

Fuck.She’s absolutely gorgeous. Even more beautiful than I dreamed. And I’ve dreamed of her naked a lot, believe me. Big round tits, a soft tummy, and lush, creamy thighs.

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