Page 18 of Marked By The Grouchy Grizzly

Ifeel overwhelmed with gratitude as I place Victoria’s stencil on my girl’s skin. I can’t believe I got a second chance with her. I almost ruined itagainby being naked. The first thing I did when I stepped into the shop was put on my spare clothes.

My heart is pounding. I can’t believe she’s sitting here in front of me right now.

Even my grizzly bear senses the enormity of the situation. He’s dead silent inside like he’s afraid that if he moves he’ll scare her away again.

Behave, I warn him just in case.

It’s silent inside the shop—just the soft sounds of our breathing as I line up one of the petals so it hides my name.

“You don’t have to cover it completely,” she says in a sweet melodic voice. “I don’t mind if it shows a little.”

Her back is to me, so she can’t see the smile spreading across my face. After all this chaos, she likes it.

“You want my name on you?”

She shrugs with an adorable little grin on her face as she looks at me over her shoulder. “It’s kind of growing on me.”

“I’ll tell you what,” I say as I shift the stencil so my name is inside the petal, hidden but still visible if you look closely. “Since you’re keeping my name on you, I’ll tattoo your name on me.”

“Looks like you’re almost out of real estate,” she says with a chuckle as she glances at my tattoo-covered arms. “Where are you going to put it?”

“Anywhere you want.”

“After what you put me through, maybe your forehead,” she says, teasing. Ihopeshe’s teasing.

“Whatever you desire,” I tell her as I place the stencil, making it stick.

She laughs. “My friends would probably choose that for you, but I won’t.”

I peel the stencil off, leaving the picture of the lily on the back of her shoulder.

“How does this look?” I ask her.

She heads over to the mirror, checking it out.

Meanwhile, I’m checking her out. She’s so perfect. I couldn’t imagine a more tempting mate for the universe to choose for me.

My body gets going as I admire the beautiful curve of her hips. My blood starts to boil as she moves around, looking at the tattoo from all angles. Her ass looks incredible in those jeans. It’s taking everything I have not to charge over there and rip them off. I sit on my hands, trying to keep myself under control as she touches her neck and looks at her reflection.

I love her body. I can’t wait to see it all, to touch it all, totasteit all.

I’ve waited twenty-seven years to have sex with my mate and now I can’t seem to wait another second. My whole body is on edge. My hands are shaking I want it so badly.

I want tobreedher.

I want to see her stomach growing with my child. I want to see her hips getting thicker and wider as her due date comes closer.

“I love it,” she says, turning to me with a smile that takes my breath away.

She’s wearing the same white tank top as earlier, those beautiful round breasts just waiting to be released. I can’t wait to see them bouncing and jiggling as I slide my hard cock deep into her.

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” she says. “It’s getting late. I can come back another time.”

“No,” I say a little too quickly. “I won’t be able to sleep anyway.”

“Me neither,” she says with her cheeks blushing.

She walks back over and I focus on my tools instead of watching her sexy body coming toward me. I can’t be too distracted while I do this. I learned that lesson this afternoon.

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