Page 64 of Hers to Call
He sighed, and could admit to that. “So you’ve thought of my offer.”
She rubbed her cheek against his. “I’ve thought of nothing else, Simon.”
“And will you take it?”
“Do you plan on treating me like spun glass for the rest of our lives?”
He kissed her wrist. “My mate advised me that it wouldn’t be sustainable.”
She laid a gentle kiss against his lips. He deepened their kiss, allowing it to sooth his worries from earlier.
He pulled back. “Your answer, Calita.”
“About becoming your mate?”
He growled. She was stalling and by the sparkling humor in her eyes, she was deliberately teasing him. He lifted her and lay her on top of the table, hovering over her.
“You’re playing with fire, Calita.”
She hummed and lifted her skirt, fitting her legs around his waist. “Does it warrant punishment?” she whispered.
“Lord have mercy,” he whispered before devouring her mouth. “I won’t make it back to the house before I have to have you.”
“No one is asking you to.”
He growled and ripped her panties, “Mine,” he growled.
He positioned his shaft at the entrance of her sex. He paused, staring into her eyes. She smiled, and wrapped her arms securely around his neck.
“Yes.” She pulled his head up for a kiss. “Make me yours.”
He paused, he and bear both going still at her words. “Calita, that’s…no teasing.”
She lifted her hips until he’d sank into her sex. “No jokes, I want to be yours in every way that counts.”
He chuffed against her neck, joy overwhelming him. He licked along the column of her throat and moved his head down, his hips driving in and out his mate, needing to feel her coming around him. Calita panted, scratched down his back and gave him back everything he poured into her. He nibbled at her shoulder, carefully considering where he wanted to put his mark. He slowed his strokes, savoring this first time he bit his mate.
Her channel flexed around his cock, pulling him out of his thoughts and under her spell. He bent his head and licked at her shoulder, fitting his mouth right at the crook and he bit down. She screamed, her sex gripping him tight as an orgasm toppled her. Power rose and filled him, their connection tightening, until he could feel her emotions and the sensation of her orgasm. It sent him into one that nearly made him black out. Still, he kept his hips moving as some of his power transferred from him, into Calita. She gasped, her back bowing, a second orgasm rocking through her body.
Simon snarled, his bear rose, and he sucked at his mark, shoving more of his hormone into it, strengthening both their bond and Calita. She whimpered, her body slowly relaxing as he pulled his teeth from her shoulder. He licked at the skin, sealing the wound. His throat tightened as his mark darkened, the teeth prints flattening, marring her skin like a birthmark.
He hugged her tight against his chest, kissing the mark, incredible pride surging through him. She was his, and with some of his power imbued within her, that much harder to hurt. It was the best protection he could offer her when she was away from him. Calita panted, her breath brushing his neck. Her slight discomfort filtered to him through their new bond. The night air was cool around them, the table surface hard against her back.
He cursed his carelessness. As a shifter, he hardly felt the temperature, but that wouldn’t be the same for her.
Gathering her into his chest, he rolled them from the table. His bear was settled, secure now that Calita had his bite. Simon knew that it would change her body in ways that would make her stronger, heal faster, he was finally able to relax and it made him realized how tensed he’d been this whole year waiting on his mate.
“Bath?” He murmured against her mussed hair.
She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Yes, please.”
He walked with her in his arms, the dark night wrapping around them. Her curves were pressed against him with his every step. He couldn’t resist. He stopped and propped her against a tree. “You’re mine now, Calita.”
His cock filled, his bear’s power saturating his body. He needed her. Again.
“All yours.” She gave him a drowsy smile.
“I need to be in you.” He whispered, pushing into her, giving action to his words.
Her walls tightened around him, giving him resistance as he pushed in. He kissed her, eating at her mouth, needing to be in every part of her he could reach. His strokes were slow as he held her up, their lovemaking only slightly less urgent than a few minutes ago. He reached his arm down and pinched her clit before licking against his mating mark. She moaned, low and long before gripping his erection with her sex, her back arching. He kissed her, swallowing her moans, still stroking her. Energized from his bear, he knew he could keep going all night. He’d show Calita just how well a bear treated its mate.
