Page 28 of Marked By the Possessive Polar Bear
He gets me so wet every time. I make a mess of his perfect cock, but he doesn’t seem to care one bit. He just keeps letting me have it with hard merciless thrusts.
I wrap my arms around him tight and bury my face against the mark on his neck as an intense orgasm comes roaring out of the darkness. It’s a big one. They always are with my mate.
With a cry, it hits, tearing through me in a wave of pleasure. My whole body trembles as the heat takes over, flowing through my arms and legs as my pussy tightens around his thrusting cock.
I feel Adrian’s muscular back tightening as he thrusts up hard, rooting himself deep in my pulsating pussy and releasing a hot load of cum in my cunt.
It’s perfect. It’s magical. I still can’t believe this is all real.
We hold each other tight, the wall the only thing keeping us up, as we catch our breaths, inhaling each other’s scents.
“Satisfied?” I whisper as I run my hand over his muscular back.
“Very.”
“You’ll come back for more?”
“Every damn day.”
I smile as I lower my feet to the ground. My legs are all shaky. My whole body feels like it’s glowing.
It feels like the perfect moment, until the window shatters.
“What the fuck?” Adrian roars, releasing me as he yanks up his pants. I quickly get dressed and follow him into the front.
Little cubes of glass are spilled all over the floor of the shop and there’s a big gaping hole in the glass wall. But that’s not what has my attention.
Standing in the parking lot is a dozen or so wolf shifters on motorcycles.
Rourke’s Warhounds. I don’t need to read their leather vests to know who we’re dealing with.
“Victoria,” Adrian says, turning to me with concern in his eyes. “Go out the back and phase into your bear. Run into the mountains and keep going as fast as you can.”
“Like hell I will,” I say as my bear growls, getting ready to help defend our mate. She’s pacing around inside, ready for anything. “I’m staying with you.”
He grabs my arm and spins me around as someone outside calls his name. “You need to leave.Now. I’ll hold them back.”
I squeeze my hand into a fist and hold it up, shoving my new tattoo in his face. “You think I got this for fun? No, Adrian. I’m with you to the end.”
He sees the determination in my eyes and his shoulders slump in defeat. “Please, Vic. I can’t let anything happen to you.”
I grit my teeth as I turn to the uninvited dogs in my parking lot. “Then let’s kick some ass.”
My bear hovers close to the surface as I storm outside with Adrian right behind me. He stands beside me as we face the men down. Thirteen of them in total.
“I’ve been looking for you for a long time,” the man beside Knox says. He looks like a cinderblock with legs—all thick muscle, broad shoulders, a barrel chest, and a wide jaw that looks like it’s been broken on more than one occasion. He has a scar in his left eyebrow and light gray eyes that are so cold and heinous they give me a shiver. “Where you’ve been hiding?”
“Leave us alone, Mace,” Adrian bellows in a deep warning tone. “Any beef we had is long done.”
“It will be over,” Mace says with a sneer, “when I say it’s over.”
Those creepy gray eyes drift over to me and he grins like he’s just discovered Adrian’s one weakness. “And who is this?”
Adrian snarls as he steps forward, his whole body flexed. I can tell his enraged polar bear is about to burst out as he stares Mace down.
“Don’t you fucking look at her,” he hisses. “She’smine.”
The situation is dangerous as hell, but it still makes me blush to hear him call me his. With everything going on, I’m still a fool for this man.
