Page 23 of Wrong Turn, Right Bear
There was a fierceness and possessiveness in his gaze that hadn’t been present before and I loved it. I wanted to be his just as he was mine.
I clung to him as his thrusts slammed me into the headboard and the thumping formed a backdrop to our fucking, along with the distant lapping of the lake water. I craved his man, this shifter, not just his cock, but all of him. My hunger was insatiable as I beggedhim to go harder and as he plunged into me, the sweat rolled off him and mingled with my slick, forming a pungent aroma.
Each time his length claimed me, I was complete, but I mourned when he pulled out, missing him filling me. But I was whole again when he slammed that enormous dick into my channel.
My cock bobbed with each thrust and I grabbed it. Ash’s eyes opened wide as I tugged it, matching his rhythm as he fucked me. Sweat dripped from his brow onto my cheek and he pushed my hand away, murmuring he wanted to pump my cock.But when I let go, he pressed his body on me and the friction almost sent me over the edge.
He smirked. “You like that?” He lifted himself up and took hold of my length.
Oh, he was good at this. He stroked me, the light feathery touches had me squeezing around him. We both grunted and then he wrapped his palm around the shaft and pumped. The bed squeaked and complained as I raked my nails over Ash’s back.
My vision blurred and I was convinced I was floating as he pounded into me and tugged at my cock. Waves of pleasure rocked me, knocked me around, and our ragged breathing punctuated the air.The world consisted of Ash and me, and I clung to him, knowing my climax was about to hurtle into me.
Someone cried out and it must have been me. I arched off the mattress as cum surged from my cock, coating my stomach and chest and I clamped down on him. He ground into me as I spasmed and yelled his name. And then Ash roared and he stilled and he convulsed as his orgasm tore through him.
As his knot swelled and claimed me, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the delicious afterglow.
“Theo, are you awake?” Ash’s lips were at my ear.
“Mmmm. Ready for another round?”
He chuckled. “I am if you are but we should make this official if you’re sure this is what you want.”
I flung a leg over his lip. “Where do I sign?”
“It’s more permanent and meaningful than a piece of paper.”
After prying my eyes open, I studied Ash and he stroked my shoulder. “My bear’s claws will mark you.” He tapped my skin. “Here if that’s okay.”
“Will it hurt?” Not that I was worried. Ash would never cause me unnecessary pain.
“Remember, I told you just a scratch.”
I nodded. I didn’t. Memories of the before time had faded.
While I wanted to look away, I always did when getting an injection, this was such a momentous event, I had to watch. Ash’s nails elongated to form claws andthey scratched my skin. A trickle of blood slid over my chest but he caught it with his discarded shirt.
“What about me?”
He told me I didn’t have to but I wanted the world to know he was mine. Using the nails on all four fingers of one hand, I scratched a trail over his chest.
“Mine.”
TWELVE
ASH
“I have someone I want you to meet.”
Theo was snuggled up beside me, his head tucked under my chin. But he leaned back, his brow furrowed.
“That sounds ominous.”
Now it was my turn to frown. “Huh?”
“That’s the sort of thing a person says to their parents when they’ve met their one and only.”
“Is there a dictionary of human expressions I can buy or look up online because I’ve never heard that before.”
