Page 29 of Fated to the Grizzly

Every stroke is pure heaven. I hold her cheeks apart so I can watch my cock going in and out. The wonder of my monster dick filling her tiny pussy.

Her cries of pleasure are the sweetest music I’ve ever heard.

The rhythmic slapping of my hips pounding her ass.

The fast, ragged sound of her breathing.

I see her tiny hands gripping the sides of the lounger. “Oh, Orion. Don’t stop!” she cries out.

My beast bares its teeth in delight.

No way am I gonna stop.

I pound her harder and harder, my claws biting into her hips.

She pants and moans and begs for release.

A second later, this amazing ripple travels through my cock, and she screams my name.

She’s coming, all over my dick again. Her pussy spasms around me, milking my cock. And I don’t stop. I keep hammering her sweet pussy while she comes over and over, calling out my name.

At last, I feel her body going slack. She’s spent.

Shit, I can’t hold back anymore. My canines are pushing through. I arch over her and clamp my jaws around the tender skin at the nape of her neck.

She gives a shriek of pain, but she doesn’t pull away. Sheknows. My teeth are on her neck, my cock rooted deep inside of her, and I’m giving her the mark that will bond us together for life.

I hold her right where she is while I thrust harder and harder. I’m losing control of myself; My beast is taking over. It’s snorting and panting, hammering itself all the way in. Faster, deeper, rougher.

“Orion!” she gasps out. Her pussy clamps around my girth one more time, and it happens—my hot cum pours out of me like a firehose, flooding her womb with my fertile seed. So fucking much of it, as if it’s never gonna stop.

When I’m finally done, I wrap my arms around her, and draw her back into the water with me. I like that my cock stays inside her while she snuggles into my arms.

“You claimed me,” she murmurs.

“I did.” I gaze in awe at the mark on her neck. From now on, every shifter who sees it will know she’s my property. She’ll be able to walk through the wilderness with no fear of being attacked.

She’s mine. Forever.

My beast is calm now, and there’s nothing in my head but the sensation of holding my girl in my arms, her soft head pressed to my chest.

She’s quiet, too. I need to check in on her.

I lift her chin with a fingertip so I can look directly into her eyes. “You okay, baby?”

The look she gives me is so serious, my chest tightens. But I’m completely unprepared for her next question:

“I shot you, didn’t I?” she asks, her green eyes all narrowed with suspicion.

“What are you talking about?”

“Orion.” She gets that sexy stern tone again. “That’s why your ear was bleeding. It wasn’t any old grizzly trying to steal my dinner. It was you!”

I shrug. “My mom always said I’d find another hunter.”

Her eyes sparkle. “She did?”

I stroke her cheek. “Yup. My mom’s real good with that kind of stuff.”

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