Page 23 of Charmed and Dangerous

Her breath caught, then evened out. “Maybe. I never really thought about it. Yeah, maybe I would. I would like to study potions and plants more. I’d love to understand them better, like Cornelius Digby, honestly, and how to use them to heal people.”

He hugged her closer. “Then you should do it. Don’t let anyone hold you back, Maeve. Follow your dreams.”

She set her cup down on the table and turned in his arms, looping her arms over his neck. “Maybe my dreams are right in front of me.”

He let his bear show in his eyes. “Do you want to be my mate, Maeve?”

“I do, Saul. I thought I would think this is all so quick, but it feels right. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine. Make me your mate, Saul.”

He put his cup down and cupped her ass, lifting her and getting to his feet at the same time. She squealed and hugged him close, as if afraid he would drop her. “I’ve got you, mate. I won’t let you fall.”

She pulled back for a moment and looked into his eyes. “I know you won’t, Saul. I trust you.”

He strode down the hallway to his bedroom and lightly tossed her on the bed. He kicked off his shoes and stripped off his shirt and jeans. Maeve lay on the bed, the blanket opened around her, her body stretched out on his bed, completely naked.

Her skin gleamed under the moon's seductive glow, a tantalizing sight that left Saul dizzy with desire. He couldn't resist the magnetic pull towards her any longer, his hands aching to explore every curve of her body. As he gave in to temptation and joined her on the soft grass, their eyes locked in a smoldering gaze filled with unspoken lust. The air crackled with electricity, thick and heavy with intense longing.

Saul's hand caressed Maeve's cheek, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. She eagerly pressed against him, breathless with anticipation. And when their lips finally met, passion burned between them. Saul’s tongue traced her lips, tasting the honey and whiskey from the tea. She opened under his touch, her tongue tangling with his, teasing him, stroking him.

He hovered above her, her legs parting eagerly to make room for him between her thighs. His cock pressed against her slick folds, but he resisted the urge to claim her fully. He trailed hot kisses down her neck and across her collarbone, marking her as his own. Her gasps and moans only fueled his desire.

Maeve's heart raced beneath his lips as he continued to trail down her body, igniting every inch of her with his hands and mouth. She cried out in pleasure as he found all the right spots, driving her wild with need.

Saul's fingers danced teasingly over her skin, sending shivers of anticipation through her body. When he finally took one of her sensitive nipples between his teeth and tugged gently, she almost couldn't take it anymore. Her hips lifted off the ground, seeking more from him. He slipped his fingers between them, seeking that slick spot between her thighs. She gasped, her hips almost bucking him off of her. She arched her back, crying out.

Saul slipped a finger inside her wet heat, exploring her depths, discovering the small spot inside of her that made her go wild. She tightened around his finger, sucking him inside. Saul obliged, adding a second finger, and then a third. Maeve's body shook with pure ecstasy as he plunged in and out of her, hitting that magical spot deep within her core.

“Please,” Maeve begged, her voice barely a whisper. “Please, Saul. Please, take me now.”

Saul settled his cock against her entrance and slowly pushed inside, never taking his eyes off of her. She let her head fall back as filled her completely. Saul began thrusting, slowly and deliberately, allowing them both to savor the moment. Every stroke sent ripples of pleasure throughout Maeve's body, each one building in intensity.

“Saul!” Maeve cried out, her body tensing as she reached the pinnacle of her pleasure. He responded by thrusting harder and faster, determined to send her over the edge. Her cries grew louder, and her hips bucked with each powerful surge, meeting his every move.

As they moved closer to their peak, Saul felt them connect on a deeper level, his bear bonding with Maeve in a way that wentbeyond physical pleasure. He knew this was the moment, the time for the mating bond.

He paused, even as it almost killed him.

He cupped her cheek and forced her to look at him, to focus on him, despite her eyes glazed with passion. “Maeve. Do you want to be my mate, always and forever? This cannot be undone.”

“Saul, you’re talking too much. Finish it and move, dammit, or else.”

He grinned and resumed his thrusts. He bent to the spot between her shoulder and neck and licked it a few times, grazing his teeth over the spot. Maeve shuddered, her body convulsing around him. She let out one last, agonized cry, her body shuddering as she climaxed. Saul gritted his teeth, feeling her muscles contract around him, and it was all he could do not to explode. He bit deep into the muscle, marking her as his own. She screamed, her body clenching hard around him, throwing him over the edge as he came, filling her completely.

As their bodies continued to tremble together, Saul felt the mating bond snap into place. He withdrew his teeth and licked the spot clean of blood and infused the area with his healing properties.

He kissed her deeply, his heart swelling with love and desire. He pulled out of her slowly, his cock still throbbing with pleasure, and rolled to his side, holding her close.

Maeve gazed up at him, her eyes dazed with love and lust. “I can feel you, Saul. Inside of me.”

Saul smiled, his heart swelling with love. “Not anymore, Maeve.”

She slapped him lightly. “Jerk.”

He kissed her. “I am yours, mate. You’ll never get rid of me now.”

Chapter

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