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I jolt with surprise, arching my back at the rush of pleasure that fills me. His mouth is warm against my skin but it’s his wicked tongue, lapping between my folds that sends waves of desire through my lower body. It’s so carnal and intimate that I moan.

“Taste so fucking good,” he murmurs before he slides a thick finger inside me.

As he pumps in and out, his tongue moves from my core to my clit, sucking hard.

“Kodiak,” I gasp. My hand moves to his head, and I grip his hair, trying to hold back as the urge to move my hips takes over.

“Do it,” he answers with a growl. “Pull my hair. Ride my face. This is all for you.”

He’s right. I can let go. He’s got me, and I trust him implicitly.

Kodiak adds another finger, stretching me as he pistons them in tandem with his assault on my clit. “Goddamn, you’re tight. I know you’re gonna grip my cock so fucking good.”

I don’t react to his dirty words, too caught up in the sensations coursing through my body, the heat that’s steadily rising as I begin to sweat, and the tension building in my core. I can’t get enough of his touch, his mouth, or the need that’s taking over.

When Kodiak curls his fingers, reaching a spot deep inside me, I reach the peak and topple over, coming hard as I wail his name. The sloppy, wet sounds of my pussy and his fingers fill the room with my cries. It’s so sinful that I keep riding his face, barely noticing that he’s lapping at me with zeal, as turned on by my orgasm as I am.

It’s the craziest, most erotic moment I’ve had. No man has ever done this to me before and now I understand why women enjoy it. I’m eager to turn and do the same for him but my eyes flutter as I come down from the high. My thighs are still shaky as he withdraws, licking his fingers clean as our eyes meet.

“Delicious. I want to taste you every fucking night, Callie.”

“That’s a first for me,” I say as I feel heat blossom in my cheeks, growing warmer as I admit what I haven’t up to now. “It was incredible.”

The lust fades as I see his expression soften. He’s pleased by my admission but also something else. I don’t know until he tells me, draping his body over mine as he rises.

“I’m honored to be your first.”

I almost cry at the gentleness in his tone. He’s serious and I can fall in love with him just from that sweet sentence alone.

Kodiak’s lips press to mine, and the kiss is everything. It’s hungry, sensual, and exploratory but also contented if that’s possible. I see it in his face as he pulls back. The man is happy and sated even if he didn’t come. It surprises me.

“We’ll get to more later,” he promises, picking me up to lift me higher up the bed.

As he’s wrapping a blanket around us, spooning me from behind, I whisper what’s in my heart. “I think I’m falling for you, Mr. Bear.”

“That’s good. You already have me and my bear.”

I close my eyes, listen to his steady breathing, snuggle into his warmth, and drift into peaceful slumber.

Chapter Twelve

Kodiak

I’m unsure how long we’ve been sleeping when I wake up to Callie’s hands roaming over my chest. “Callie?” I murmur, my voice husky with sleep. “Are you okay, Sweetheart?”

“Need you, Kodiak,” she whispers.

Well, that definitely wakes me up, especially my dick which has been rock hard since I got my first taste of her last night.Unfortunately for me, she came so hard, she pretty much went out like a light, although I suspect the past few days with her soon-to-be dead ex tracking her every move as well as the storm played a role as well.

Rolling toward her so we’re face-to-face, I cup hers in my hand and kiss her, pouring out all my longing for her as my mate, my other half into it. From the little she’s shared, I know she’s likely got minimal experience, if any at all. The one thing that makes me and my bear gloat is she never lethimnear her intimately. I raise the t-shirt I slipped on her after she fell asleep and cup one of her swollen, heavy breasts in my hand and begin plumping it while stroking my thumb across the nipple until it’s distended and she’s making mewling noises in the back of her throat.

She pulls back slightly, her breath coming out in pants and says, “That feels so good, Kodiak.”

“It’s gonna feel even better,” I promise, lowering my head to take her nipple into my mouth. As I lick, lightly nip, and suckle it, her legs twist restlessly against me, occasionally brushing against my erection. The sensation is almost electric, and I’m suddenly grateful that I have solid control, otherwise her innocent movements would have this over before we got to the really good stuff.

I switch back and forth between her breasts until the scent of her arousal is so strong, I can’t resist another taste. After last night’s feast, I know I’ve found my favorite thing to enjoy; her. Moving down her body, I push her legs apart and settle between them before taking a deep breath.

“Are you… are yousmellingme?” she asks, sounding shocked. I barely manage to hold back my chuckle because she obviously doesn’t remember me doing it last night.

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