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“Dante!” I screamed.

“Easy, I got you,” he growled, reaching around and flicking my clit with his other hand.

Something warm and wet slid between my cheeks and I could barely comprehend what it was before I felt even more pressure back there.

“Let me in, Honey.”

Dante held nothing back. He was everywhere, filling every inch of me, and I’d never felt so alive, so wanted and cared for.

“Good girl. That’s it,” he growled, and I gasped at the fulness of it all.

His thumb was seated in my ass, and his cock was hitting me at just the right angle. That and his fingers strumming my clit meant I was coming before his next stroke.

I almost collapsed beneath him from the strength of my orgasm, but Dante would never allow that.

He held on to me.

He provided for me.

Took care of me.

And I trusted him wholly to do just that. His movements slowed down, and I could barely breathe for all the pressure building up around my heart.

I love him.

“I’m coming, Honey. Fuck,” he moaned, the rush of his cum flooding my womb happened just as the realization crashed into me.

I want to tell him.

But I managed to bite my tongue. Holding myself still as I tried to regain my breath. Dante lifted off me a few minutes later. Then he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom where he had an enormous shower and a separate tub.

“Here. You get washed. Kian and Jed are almost back with Rosie,” he said, dropping a kiss on my temple.

“How can you tell?”

“I can hear the 4-wheelers,” he said with a lopsided grin that made my heart squeeze.

Then he winked and walked to the bedroom to redress and, holy shit, I really was in love with him.

Now what am I gonna do?

Chapter Twelve-Dante

I left to check the periphery of the woods around my cabin before starting my shift at the barn.

Emmet hadn’t mentioned any more signs of the strange Bear Shifter he’d scented a few days ago, but it still lingered around the spot where he first picked it up.

The nearest established Bear Shifter Clan was hours away in South Jersey, but they were mostly Black Bears. This was a Grizzly.

My beast chuffed angrily at the thought of another encroaching on our territory. I took off my clothes and slipped into my fur, releasing my animal so he could do what he did.

Basically, he fucked shit up.

My Grizzly tore at the trees around the frozen patch of earth where the other Shifter had dared piss. And yeah, I fucking marked the area, too, erasing the scent of other.

Afterwards, I spent some time searching, but I came up empty.

Whoever had been wandering in these woods, it looked like they’d never come back.

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