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“Love you,” and again.

“I love you so fucking much,” I growled and crushed her in my arms, slamming my mouth to hers.

“It’s gonna be better now. Now that we have each other, everything is gonna be so much better,” Hope said, and for the first time in a long while, I believed that.

I believed in her. In us.

I might have started off in a bad place when I met her, but Hope was my redemption. Loving her was my deliverance from sin.

I could not wash away the things I’d done under Tiegs’ orders. But I was finally getting the chance to be the kind of man I wanted to be.

“Let’s go home, Mate,” I said, standing up and pulling her with me.

“You are my home,” she said, and I saw her Bear shining in her eyes.

My heart squeezed inside my chest, and I thanked the Fates for bringing Hope into my life.

“And you’re mine, Pretty Girl. You are mine.”

Epilogue-Hope

Amonth later…

Thanksgiving weekend had arrived, and with it a message from my brother. My phone pinged on the nightstand, and I reached over Miles to get it.

“Oh fuck,” I squeaked practically falling out of bed.

I would have, too, if not for my big, sexy mate grabbing me by the hips and hauling me on top of his gloriously naked body.

“What’re you trying to do, give me a heart attack, Woman?” he grumbled, one eye still closed.

“Honor is gonna be here in ten minutes!” I shouted.

“Wait. What?”

“Honor. My brother. He’s coming for the holiday,” I whined, sitting up and trying to ignore the feel of Miles’ thick, hard cock bumping against my ass.

“Okay. We’ll deal with it,” he said, his warm hands rubbing my hips.

“Don’t distract me. We need to shower and, and, oh God, that feels so good,” I moaned, arching my back when he palmed my breasts, squeezing the soft flesh there.

Miles flipped us over, so I was on the bottom. My heart thudded inside my chest. Pleasure stoked inside me. The eternal flame of my desire for this man remained strong.

Unquenchable and unparalleled.

He spread my thick thighs with big hands, pausing with his cock notched right at my slick entrance. Fuck. I wanted him so badly. My Bear rose inside me. The Sow was always so desperate for her mate’s touch.

“How long till he’s here?” Miles asked against my ear.

“Nine minutes,” I whispered.

“I can work with that,” he said, and slammed his hips into mine.

Fuck. Yes.

Okay. So maybe we could be a little bit late getting dressed.

Nine minutes and two orgasms later, I ran downstairs in my bathrobe with a towel on my head.

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