Page 31 of Wooded Bliss

She doesn’t say anything as I help her into her van and kiss her forehead. I think she’s in a daze, but I don’t have a problem giving her a few minutes to process my declaration. She’ll have the time it takes for us to get home.

I follow her closely, needing to make sure she’s safe as we head away from Whispering Pines and deeper into the woods. The moment we pull up in front of our cabin, I leap out of my truck and stalk toward my woman.

After wrenching the door open, I pull her out of the van and throw her over my shoulder. The shriek and giggle that comes out of her makes me chuckle under my breath. I land a solid slap on her perfectly round ass as I make my way into our house.

She’s going to be what makes this a home. I can’t fucking wait.

“I’ll carry everything in later,” I growl, “but I need to fuck you in our bed and mark you as mine.”

“Yes,” she mewls, and it has my control unraveling very fucking quickly.

It takes far too long for our clothes to fall to the floor, but then I have her naked and laid out on our bed. When I stand up and look down at her, I have to take a moment and simply appreciate that this is my life.

Taking a deep breath, I let reality settle deep into my soul. It’s hard to believe there was a time, not long ago, when I had convinced myself that I didn’t want this. Now, imagining this life without her feels desolate.

After shucking my clothes, I crawl over my mate’s body. As I go, I kiss, nip, and lick her skin. The way she shifts her hips andmoves her body while not knowing where my mouth is going to land next is sexy as hell.

I can’t take my eyes off my mate. She’s so damn gorgeous. Gratefulness doesn’t even cover what I feel when I look at her.

As I hover over her, our lips almost touching, I growl, “I’m going to plant my cub in you tonight, my mate.”

Her body arches and our skin touches, sending tingles all over our bodies and making us both groan at the same time. My woman’s blue eyes are filled with heat as she looks up at me.

“I can’t wait to be pregnant with your cub,” her voice is husky and almost sends me right over the edge.

My lip curls back, exposing my teeth which I know have grown as my gums tingle and my bear tries to take over. I hold him back, never wanting to hurt our mate and knowing my bear doesn’t want to either.

As the head of my cock makes contact with the slick lips of her pussy, my woman sucks in a breath and spreads her legs even wider for me. I bury my face in her neck and jolt slightly as she reaches between us and wraps her fingers around my length. When she notches me at her entrance, I plunge forward and bury myself to the hilt with one thrust.

Even though I desperately want to pound into my mate, I force myself to hold still and allow her a moment to adjust to my size. When her hips wiggle underneath me and her hands slide down my back to grip my ass, I know she’s ready.

Then her walls squeeze my length, and my control flies out the fucking window.

My pace is relentless as I pull back and then fill her again. Over and over, her moans, yelps, and pleas get louder with each movement. I clench my jaw, trying to hold back my release.

“Mark mate,”my bear growls, his focus all on Birdie and how fucking amazing she feels.

“I’m going to plant my cub in you, little one,” I growl the words.

My bear snarls in my mind at the thought of our mate being pregnant with our cub. He wants it just as bad as I do, if not more. The rumble of pleasure he lets out vibrates through my chest where I can feel Birdie’s hard nipples digging into my skin.

I slam into her and rotate my hips just right and, her pussy clamps down on my length as she lets out a shriek. When she arches her back and exposes her neck, I don’t hesitate.

The moment I strike, my teeth sinking into her marking spot, her orgasm turns into two and I plant myself as deep inside my woman as I can and come hard. I send a little prayer up to the Moon Goddess with every jet of cum that fills my mate.

With any luck we’ll be welcoming the first cub to the Bosch pack in far too long. We have a chance to rebuild. We probably won’t ever be what we were before, but, maybe, we can be something better.

After licking my bite, I kiss her hard. She wraps herself around me and holds me to her as tightly as she can. I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything better than being this connected with her.

Mated.

Marked.

Soon, I’ll ask her to marry me because I want my little one tied to me in as many ways as possible. I don’t think it’ll ever be enough.

As I start to harden again, I pull out gently and grip Birdie’s hips before flipping her over on her hands and knees. Once she’s in position, I plunge back inside of her tight, slick heat.

Leaning over her body, framing her body with mine, I growl against the shell of her ear, “I’m not nearly done with you yet, mate.”

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