Page 11 of Claimed By Her Bear

Pola bent down and hefted Shekita over her shoulder. Shekita cried out, laughing. She tried to lift her head to catch any part of Pola’s home, but she was unable to see due to her hair falling in her face. She wrapped her arms around Pola, hanging on for dear life.

She bit her lip, holding back a moan. She’d never been treated like an object of desire, only an object that was owned by someone. Bobbie had never showed a hint of desire the way Pola had.

Shekita felt sexy.

Desirable.

Pola climbed a set of stairs without an issue. She was much stronger than she looked. It must have been the shifter strength that allowed her to carry Shekita. She was five foot four, a hundred sixty pounds. Not a light load, but Pola strode along without complaint.

Pola nudged open a door and walked into the room. She verbally commanded the lights to turn on, and to Shekita’s surprise, they did.

“Oof.” Shekita was dropped down on a very large, plush bed.

She pushed up on her elbows and met the heated gaze of her bear shifter. She bit her lip and watched Pola tug her shirt over her head. She quickly disrobed, standing before Shekita in nothing. She took in Pola’s tall, six-foot frame. She was no small woman, her body was supple with firm, full breasts, a narrowed waist, hips that flared out, and a patch of thick hair that covered her sex. Her hair tumbled along her shoulders, her eyes glowing their amber shifter color.

Pola knelt on the bed and crawled toward Shekita who moved herself back to the middle of the bed. Her thighs fell apart, Pola bracing herself over her. A shaky breath escaped Shekita.

“Where are you going?” Pola asked. Her chest rumbled with another growl.

Shekita sensed that Pola’s bear was near the surface. Her eyes revealed it, but hearing that rumble, it shot a wave a desire straight to Shekita’s core. Pola rested a finger on Shekita’s sternum just in between her breasts. “Tell me you are mine.”

Shekita’s gaze locked on the massive fangs that peeked out from underneath Pola’s lips. Her breaths were coming faster as she pondered Pola’s request.

You belong to her, a voice whispered at the back of her mind.

Somehow, saying those words brought an immense amount of pleasure to Shekita. Something was leading her to want to belong to Pola.

To want to feel her bite.

Shekita knew for a shifter to claim a human, they would have to leave their mark on them. Not that she’d ever been with a shifter before, but she had shifter friends and had learned of their ways.

“What are you saying?” Shekita reached up and cupped Pola’s face. She pulled her bear down to lie on top of her. Pola’s warm body felt amazing. She wrapped her arms around Pola’s neck, unsure if she was reading the situation right. She didn’t want to think of something as permanent as mating and claiming.

Fear still lived inside her when it came to belonging to someone. She hated to admit that Bobbie had done one hell of a number on her. At one point in time she had thought she wanted to belong to Bobbie, but she saw how that had turned out.

Would Pola be the same?

Right now, she needed to feel the pleasures this woman could bring her. She didn’t want to think. She only wanted to feel.

“You know what I’m talking about.” Pola’s eyes studied hers.

Shekita blew out a deep breath. She closed her eyes, and Pola rested her forehead on hers.

“Let’s not talk about anything serious right now,” Shekita whispered. She opened her eyes and met Pola’s. The disappointment she saw was like taking a spear to the heart. “Let’s enjoy tonight. Please.”

Pola nodded, capturing her mouth in a mind-blowing kiss.

ChapterFive

Pola took her time exploring Shekita’s body. Having her in her bed excited her. Who would have thought her mate had been living one town over this entire time. She was thankful Shekita’s construction crew had needed a night out on the town. There was no telling if they would have met had she not come to the bar.

Pola pushed aside her disappointment that Shekita didn’t want to talk about what was between them. It was more than a sexual attraction, but the slight hint of fear she scented from Shekita revealed that there was something Shekita was afraid of.

She also had to remember that Shekita was human. She may have some understandings of the way shifters were, but that didn’t mean she truly comprehended.

Pola would have to be patient.

Her bear snorted at the thought.

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