Page 7 of Cuffed By My Mate

“Now, we do it all over again.”

I grin as I put my hands on his chest and push up. Then we’re both moaning as I start to ride him. My bear has never been happier or more satisfied inside of me.

It’s going to be a long, wonderful night.

FOUR

Crew

“And now we’reat the station again,” I tell my mate as we finish the tour of the town and pull into the police station parking lot.

“I love it. All of the stores are so cute,” Vera gushes as I park, and we both climb out of the car.

I watch the way her eyes light up as she looks around, the soft flush on her cheeks from the cool morning air. I love that she’s already feeling at home here, that she’s finding pieces of this town she can love.

My bear is lounging inside of me, happy and content now that we’ve found and claimed our mate. I get it because I can’t stop smiling either. I’ve never felt so relaxed and complete before, and I love it.

“We can go shopping later if you want,” I tell her, unable to resist indulging her.

“Maybe,” she says, smiling up at me.

Her scent shifts, and I catch the unmistakable hint of arousal beneath the crisp scent of autumn air and her natural sweetness.

My bear rumbles inside of me, licking his lips as he remembers last night with our mate. Claiming and being with her was everything we fantasized about and so much more. She was passionate and so much more flexible than I imagined.

I shake my head, forcing myself to focus. Now is not the time to get distracted by memories of her soft moans and the way her nails dug into my back.

“It looks different in the daylight,” Vera comments as we head toward the front door of the station.

“Different good?” I ask, glancing at her.

“Yeah, it’s nice.”

I nod, pleased, and hold the door open for her.

“I never asked what brought you into the station last night,” I say as she steps inside.

“Oh, that… I was here to apply for a job,” she tells me, and I grin.

“Well, you’re hired then.”

She laughs, shaking her head. “Just like that?”

“Just like that.” I grin, loving the sound of her laughter.

“I’m serious. I’d love to work with my mate all day. We can carpool and everything.”

Her eyes widen slightly, and I realize she might be worried about spendingtoomuch time together.

“You don’t have to say yes just because I suggested it,” I add quickly. “I mean, I’d love it, but I also don’t want you to feel pressured?—”

“I don’t mind,” she interrupts, smiling. “I think it could be fun.”

My bear practically purrs in satisfaction at that.

The door opens behind us, and I turn to see Tucker walking in, his sheriff’s jacket unzipped, as he rubs his hands together against the cold.

“Hey, man. How’s it going?” I ask.

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