Page 17 of Driven Wild By The Grizzly

“You want to know what shifters are like?”

I nod eagerly.

He moves a little closer, until he’s looming over me. “We’re loyal.

Protective as hell.

We’d fight to the death for our mates.

We mate for life.

We have lots of cubs.”

I can’t drag my eyes away from him. Every sentence lights a charge inside me.

“How does that sound?”

My heart beats fast. Something tells me doesn’t mean in general. He’s asking how it sounds to me, specifically.

“I know it’s a lot to hear,” he continues. “But you’ve got to know what a shifter is like. How obsessive and possessive we are when we take our mate.”

Holy crap.

His eyes are full of fire, and I’m trembling like crazy. Already, I’m imagining myself pregnant with Ethan’s cubs. It’s a scary, exciting thought. Not least because I’ve never had sex before.

I sense that now is not the time for subtlety. “It sounds like everything I ever wanted,” I manage to say.

He lets out a sigh of pure need and it’s a sexy, sexy sound. Then his gaze fixates on my lips. “I want to kiss you,” he growls.

Oh, god.My heart is almost beating out of my chest.I’m ridiculously inexperienced. And I have no idea what it’s going to be like to kiss a shape-shifter. All I know is that I want Ethan to kiss me more than I’ve wanted anything in my life.

I nod. “Uh huh. I mean, yes, please kiss me.”

He wraps his big arms around me, comes in close and possesses my mouth.

It’s like no kiss I’ve had before.

Fierce, hungry. Blissful. His lips are so firm and masculine, but so soft and lush at the same time.

He draws me against his huge body, and I wrap my arms around him, too. I feel so protected, so safe… so aroused by him. When his hands go around my back and slide under my T-shirt, a little moan spills out of me.

He draws back and looks at me seriously. “Is this okay? I don’t want to rush you, Jessica.”

I bite my lip. “I’ve never done this before, but I am so ready for you, Ethan.”

His breath catches. “Never?”

“Never.” I give a nervous laugh. “I never wanted to, like, get naked with a guy before.”

He lays his hands around my waist. They’re so big, they almost encircle it. “No one’s ever seen this body before?”

I shake my head. “Nope.”

“Touched it?”

“No.” I laugh.

He lets off a growl, and I see it—see his bear surfacing, its features changing his face. It’s scary, but kind of awesome.

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