Page 83 of Can't Help Growling in Love
“June!”
A low laugh has me opening my eyes to look at her. She’s grinning at me, brown eyes twinkling mischievously.
“Morning,” she sighs, then pushes herself off my chest. “This is a nice way to wake up.”
I groan. “Were you awake this whole time?”
She shakes her head, her messy hair tumbling past her shoulders to hide her perfect tits. “No, but I think your heartbeat woke me. Or the bond?” She rubs her sternum, her smile softening. “It feels so lovely. Like a warm hug.”
I run my palms over her thighs, to her knees—then stop. “Oh, fuck, your knees, baby! You’re hurt!”
I grip her waist, but June tightens her knees on either side of my hips and digs her fingertips into my shoulders. “Asher, stop.”
Blinking up at her, I quit trying to lift her off me. “But you’re all scraped up. From the forest, right? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I knew you’d freak out just like you’re doing now.” She runs her palms over my chest in soothing circles, then adds, “First of all, these are just scratches. After we fucked in the shower, I washed them with warm water and soap, which is exactly what you’re supposed to do with scratches.”
“I know that?—”
I start to protest, but she leans down until our noses are nearly touching, so I shut up and stare at her, going cross-eyed trying to keep her in focus.
“I’m a nurse,” she says softly. “I know how to take care of these things, okay? A few scratches are a low price to pay for the hottest experience of my life, and I get to decide that it’s worth it.”
I deflate, sinking back against the pillows. “Yeah, that’s valid.”
“And you won’t deny me the pleasure of a full moon forest fuck next month?” She squints down at me, suspicion plain in her expression. “Because that would make me very grumpy.”
Her words startle a laugh out of me. “You want to do it again?”
“Did the full moon rot your brain to the point that you don’t remember the four screaming orgasms you gave me in there?” She punctuates the question with a squeeze of her inner muscles. “Or the way your bite had me coming on your knot?”
“Only four orgasms?” I grip her waist and rock up to impale her fully on me. “We’ll have to do something about that.”
June meets every one of my thrusts with perfect movements of her hips. “Fourin the forest. I kinda lost count after that.”
Her voice is growing breathier in that way that has my balls pulling up with the need to release. “This was the best night of my life.”
Even though I hover right on the edge of my transformation, I keep my human shape. June throws her head back, riding me for real now, her tits bouncing in my face. I cup both, filling my hands, and pinch her nipples like I know she enjoys.
“Touch your clit for me,” I demand. “Use me, baby.”
She cries out and drops her fingers to where we’re joined. Her pussy tightens around my dick, the first flutters of her climax telling me she’s so close.
“I love you,” she gasps, her words hitching in the end.
My cock twitches, and then I’m coming, fucking up into her with desperate thrusts. Fuck, but those words kill me every time, and now I’ve come before her?—
But June is crying out, too, her hand shaking over her clit, and then she’s coming, her moans echoing around my bedroom.
Ourbedroom.
Because even after her house is livable again, I know she’ll stay here. With me.
Because she’s…
“Mine,” I rasp. I tip her back and cover her body, kissing her nice and slow as she pulses around my cock. “I love you, too. So much.”
She gives me a soft, sleepy smile. “And you’re mine.”
