Page 67 of Beary In Love

"I still can't believe you did that," he said, stealing a glance at her. The fading sunlight caught in her hair, making the light brown strands glow like honey. "You're something else, you know that?"

Serena smiled at him. "Well, someone had to knock some sense into that stubborn bear head of yours. You can't do everything alone."

The scenic lookout approached, offering a sweeping view of the coastline and town below. Logan pulled the truck over.

"What are we doing?" Serena asked, but Logan was already out of his seat and around to her door.

He opened it with a flourish. "Getting a better view." His voice came out rougher than intended, his bear stirring with the need to show her exactly how much her support meant to him.

She took his offered hand, letting him help her down. "The sunset is beautiful tonight."

"Not as beautiful as you." Logan pulled her close, one hand settling on her waist while the other cupped her cheek. "Thank you. For everything."

He kissed her then, pouring all his gratitude and love into it. Her fingers curled into his shirt as she pressed against him. The bear in him growled in satisfaction - his mate, his future, right here in his arms where she belonged.

When they finally broke apart, both breathless, Serena's eyes sparkled behind her slightly fogged glasses. "So, I take it you liked the surprise?"

Logan laughed, deep and full. "You're the best surprise I've ever gotten." He kissed her again, gentler this time.

Logan's truck bounced along the familiar dirt road, the cabin coming into view as the last rays of the sun dipped below the horizon. His heart thrummed with an excitement he hadn't felt since he was a cub discovering his strength for the first time. Serena was more than just a mate - she was his partner, his confidant, his equal.

He pulled up to the cabin and killed the engine, turning to look at her. The interior lights cast a warm glow over her features. Her eyes, the color of storm clouds, met his with a spark of anticipation. "We're home," he said, the words resonating deep within him.

Home. It wasn't just a structure of wood and stone; it was a feeling, one that he'd only ever experienced with Serena. He got out of the truck and rounded to her side, opening the door. But before she could step down, he scooped her into his arms.

A delighted laugh escaped her lips. "Logan! What on earth are you doing?"

He grinned, his bear close to the surface, eager to claim their mate in the most primal way. "Making sure you know this is where you belong."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her laughter subsiding into a contented sigh as he carried her over the threshold. The cabin was modest, but it was theirs now. He kicked the door shut behind them and made his way to the bedroom, his strides purposeful.

Once inside, he set her down gently. He kissed her neck as his hands worked to free the buttons of her blouse. "You are the best thing that's ever happened to me," he murmured against her neck, his voice rough with desire.

Serena's fingers threaded through his hair, pulling him closer as if she couldn't get enough of him. "I could say the same about you," she replied, her own need evident in her trembling voice.

He peeled the blouse from her shoulders, revealing the soft skin beneath. His bear growled in approval, urging him to mark her, to claim her. But he wanted to savor this, to show her just how much she meant to him.

He continued to undress her slowly, each piece of clothing removed with reverence. His lips followed the path of his hands, tasting the salt on her skin, nipping at the sensitive spots that made her gasp. Her responses were music to his ears.

When she stood before him in nothing but her underwear, he let his gaze roam over her body, drinking in the sight. "You're simply beautiful," he said.

Her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure. "Logan..."

He silenced her with a kiss, then guided her to the bed. He made quick work of his own clothes, his eyes never leaving hers as he joined her on the soft mattress. His hands explored her curves, each touch setting off sparks of pleasure that coursed through them both.

He soon nestled himself between her legs, his breath hot against her most sensitive area. She squirmed beneath him, her fingers gripping the sheets as he took his time, lavishing her with attention until her body tensed and she cried out in release.

The taste of her on his tongue was intoxicating, fueling his own desire. He moved up to lay beside her, his fingers tracing the lines of her body as she came down from her high.

"Logan, that was..." She trailed off, her eyes shining with satisfaction.

He chuckled, a sense of masculine pride swelling within him. "Just the beginning," he promised, leaning in to capture her lips once more.

He soon broke their kiss, his lips tingling from the intensity of their connection. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, the cool sheets a stark contrast to the heat radiating off his skin. His eyes never left hers as he patted his lap, a silent command.

Serena's gray eyes widened slightly, but there was no hesitation as she approached. Her movements were graceful, the moonlight streaming through the window casting a soft glow on her skin. She straddled him, her fingers lightly gripping his shoulders for balance.

Logan's hands found her hips, guiding her as she slowly descended onto his eager length. He filled her completely, a perfect fit that made them both sigh in satisfaction. "Take the lead," he urged, his voice rough with desire. "I want you to set the pace."

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