Page 41 of Salvation

He slid his fingers inside her again, getting back to thedistractionpart. And a minute later, when she was huffing and puffing and humming his name, he rolled.

“Time I took the top,” he murmured, pinning her with his weight.

She squeaked as he rolled, and he grinned. Did she really think he would lie back and let her do all the work?

Show her. Show her what a bear can do.

He glanced down, taking in the full length of her body for the first time. God, she was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

“Todd…” she breathed, looking at him with wide, wild eyes.

For a brief, ugly second, he remembered his scars and his injuries, but Anna smiled at him at exactly that moment and pushed every worry away.

“Ready to show a girl a good time?”

Oh, he’d show her, all right. Show her until she cried his name and came shuddering in his arms. But he made his bear promise to keep its fangs tucked away for the night first.

No mating bites, you hear me?

Who, me?his bear said all too innocently.

He still wasn’t sure he should allow himself this one night, let alone dream of a lifetime together. He couldn’t be sure fate wouldn’t strike her down to punish him. But damn it, he couldn’t stop. No way. Not tonight.

“Ready,” he murmured.

She stripped him as fast as he’d stripped her — faster, maybe — and wrapped one hand around his aching cock.

“Yeah, I’d say you’re ready,” she breathed.

He thrust in her hand in answer to the unspoken challenge. Yeah, he was ready. Was she?

She wrapped one long leg around him then the other, and he swore she dragged it out just to torture him. Her knees parted wide, welcoming him, and her eyes reflected the starlight. God, it was impossible not to imagineforever. Forever with this woman who understood him so well. Whose touch could settle his nerves or set him on fire, whichever she desired.

Then he imaginedforeverwithout her, and a cloud cast a shadow over his soul.

If I’m not allowed to bite,his bear growled,you’re not allowed to think about bad things.

“Forget about everything else,” Anna murmured. “Everything but you and me.”

He slid an inch higher, lined up their bodies, and pushed inside her with one smooth thrust.

“Todd…” she cried, clinging to his gaze.

The need that had been an itch became a bonfire that roared through his veins. He pulled back and thrust in. Deeper. Harder.

“Yes…” Her eyes fluttered, and she extended her arms over her head, giving herself over to him completely.

Mine,his bear chanted, urging him along.Mine.

He pumped harder, wincing at the searing sensation. She was tight — God, so incredibly tight — and her inner muscles milked him every inch of the way.

“Yes,” she murmured, drawing her knees higher along his sides.

He pinned her hands down with his, just as they were begging him to.

“Look at me.” He meant to ask, not demand, but the words came out gruff and uncompromising.

Anna locked eyes with him, nodding him along.

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