Page 12 of Hot For Her Bear

Saffron stared at her for a moment before bursting out into laughter. She shook her head and pulled Dasha down for another kiss.

“You always amaze me,” she said, her lips brushing against Dasha’s.

“I’m amazed by you,” Dasha said.

The fates above had gifted this beautiful woman to her, and somehow, she was going to have to tell her. Maybe she would do it after they’d eaten. That exact moment, Saffron’s stomach made itself known.

“You came here looking for a meal. Let me feed you.” Dasha untangled herself from Saffron and stood.

She reached out a hand and assisted Saffron up. She brought her woman to her, holding on to her. Dasha’s bear was extremely possessive and didn’t want Saffron to be even a few feet from her. She pushed her bear back down who was trying to break free.

“I’ve certainly worked up an appetite.” Saffron’s lips curled up into a smile.

Dasha realized she always wanted to see her mate happy and smiling. Her mate deserved the world, and Dasha was going to make sure she damn well got it.

That was, if she accepted the mating bond.

“Well, come so I can fry the fish.”

“It’s getting late. We can do that tomorrow.” Saffron pressed close to Dasha.

She was already planning for their next meal together, and that pleased Dasha and her bear. But her mate was right, it would take some time to gut and clean the fish before she would be ready to cook it. She glanced up at the sky and took in the rolling clouds that were coming in. A storm was not too far away.

“Fine. Come, let me cook you something else that will be quick.”

They gathered their clothing, the easels, the paintings, and her notebook, and went inside. Dasha dashed back out onto the porch and collected the supplies she had taken outside and took them back inside. She dropped them off on the counter and found Saffron about to put her clothing back on.

“Leave it off.”

Dasha stalked around the island to where her mate stood. She reached out and took the dress from her hands.

“I want you naked,” Dasha murmured. After she’d fed her mate, she had plans for the two of them. She was a shifter, and being naked was normal for them. Over the years, she had lost plenty of clothes from her bear shifting before she could take them off. Shifters weren’t bothered by nakedness. It was as common as breathing in air.

“Oh?” Saffron’s eyes widened.

“Yes,” Dasha said.

She may have been shy and unsure if her mate wanted her, but after their lovemaking outside, she’d had a taste of her mate, and she was going to demand more. Her mate’s body was to be her playground, and she would ensure she was well pleased. That was what drove shifters.

Mate, provide and please.

All of which she was ready to do.

The only problem would be telling her sister that she had not only fucked her best friend, but she was also fated mates with her.

“Okay.” A silly grin appeared on Saffron’s lips. She allowed Dasha to take the dress from her. Her body was perfect and should never be covered up. She pressed against Dasha, wrapping an arm around her. “Whatever you have in mind, I’m down for.”

“Good.” Dasha dropped her head and took Saffron’s lips in another kiss. It deepened, and she pressed Saffron to the counter.

Feed mate, her bear growled.

Right. She was about to do something. The mating bond was already pulling her to her mate. She eased back and rested her forehead on Saffron’s. “Food. I need to give you food.”

“I had already forgot about that.” Saffron blew out a deep breath. A small smile played on her lips. Her hand came to rest on Dasha’s sternum. “It doesn’t have to be anything fancy.”

“Well, let’s see what I have that will be quick and easy.” Dasha took Saffron by the hand and led her to the fridge.

They went through it and decided on cold-cut sandwiches and chips. Dasha enjoyed them standing side by side constructing their sandwiches. Working alongside her mate in a comfortable silence seemed natural. As if they had been doing it for years.

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