Page 32 of Sunshine for the Grumpy Grizzly

My core floods with heat. We already had sex three times this morning, but I need him inside me again.

“Shall we…?” I look toward the door.Go back to bed.

He grins, but instead of leading me to the door, he backs me up against the dining table. “You know, my grandaddy used to sit right here at this table, gambling with all his friends. Getting this place into a mountain of debt. Then he left me and Clay to pick up all the pieces.”

“That’s rough,” I say, trying to be diplomatic.

“He was a prime asshole,” Preston replies cheerfully. “When he left me and Clay with all this debt, I think he wanted to screw our lives up. But instead, I met you. My beautiful girl.”

My stomach flutters. I can’t get enough of his tender words. “Think you should reclaim this old place for yourself,” I say.

His eyes glow even brighter, and there’s a hint of wickedness in them that sends a shiver right through me.

“I was just thinking the same thing.” He lifts me up and positions me on the edge of the table. Then he kisses my neck, his hands wandering all over my body. When he reaches for the zipper on my jeans, I help him, raising my hips so he can shuck them off.

He tugs my panties down with his teeth, then his mouth is on me again. He spreads my thighs and slides his long, agile tongue inside me.

It’s not long before my body is trembling.

“Preston, I’m gonna…” I murmur.

A feral look fills his eyes. “You’re gonna come around my dick, right here on this table,” he growls. He pulls his cock out of his pants. It’s huge and throbbing, and I wonder yet again how it’s going to fit inside me?—

“Ahh!” I cry out as he enters me. I feel him opening me up, stretching me out. It’s still a lot to take. But the moment he hits home, a blissful heat fills my whole body. I lay back, helpless as a ragdoll, while my grizzly mate claims me on his ancestral table.

11

Lucy

It’s been light for a while, but I can’t tear myself away from Preston’s bed. We’re snuggled under the comforter, his big body wrapped around me. His room is actually a lot comfier than I expected. Sure, the decor could do with a woman’s touch, but the bedding is nice and clean, and the air is full of his sexy, outdoorsy scent.

I’ve never felt so happy and cozy and loved.

But something keeps pricking at my heart—the fact that in a few hours, the minibus is going to pick up my team and drive us back to the city.

Everything has happened so fast, but the thought of being separated from Preston is unbearable.

“What is it, Lucy?” Preston turns me gently onto my back.

Crap, I hadn’t realized my eyes were leaking. I wipe the tear away before he sees it. “Oh, nothing. It’s silly.”

“Tell me, baby.”

Oh, god. When he talks to me in that voice, I just turn to mush.

“T-this isn’t going to be a holiday romance, is it?” I choke out.

His handsome features transform with consternation. “What?”

I sigh. “I mean, we’re going to see each other again, aren’t we? I’m just scared that when I get back to town, you’ll forget all about me.”

With a growl, he springs up and arches over me. “Lucy, what are you talking about? You’re not leaving here.”

“I’m not?”

“Of course not. You’re my mate.”

I shiver in delight. “But my company needs me.”

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